01x04 - The Party's Over

[bunniefuu]

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[CROWD CLAMORING]

[DISCO MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING]

WOMAN: Halston!

Halston, I'm wearing you!

Halston, tell them to let me in!

I'm wearing you! Look!

Halston!

[CROWD CHEERING]

Halston.

Thank you, Sassy.

Just drape it. You look great.

[DISCO MUSIC CONTINUES]

Well, thank you.

Thank you.

WOMAN: Hello.

- Welcome to Montauk.

- HALSTON: Well, thank you.

WOMAN: This house was built in 1904.

It's an old fishing compound

with five guest cottages.

- Wow.

- Wow.

And the sunset is terrific.

[SEAGULLS MEWING]

I'll take it.

[CROWD CLAMORING]

WOMAN: Halston!

WOMAN: Halston! Halston!

- Hello, sweetheart. It's a big night.

- Hello.

WOMAN: Steve! Steve.

Come on. Let me in.

It's never gonna happen.

You're bridge and tunnel, honey.

You can try the Peppermint Lounge.

Screw you, Steve.

Relight my fire ♪

Your love is my only desire ♪

Happy birthday, baby!

Relight my fire ♪

'Cause I need your love ♪

Relight my fire ♪

Your love is my only desire ♪

Relight my fire ♪

'Cause I need your love ♪

You wanna say it ♪

Uh-huh ♪

Yeah ♪

Turn back the time

Till the days when our love was new ♪

Do you remember? ♪

No matter what was happenin'

I was there with you ♪

Aha ♪

Well, if we all stand up

For what we believe ♪

What is this? It's like an old man's d*ck.

The world would be wild ♪

HALSTON: Sassy, what the f*ck?

We've gone through a two-week supply

in a day.

Get it, Sassy!

- Workroom, office, conference room.

- Relight my fire ♪

Relight my fire. Come on, yeah ♪

- Your love is my only desire ♪

- Only desire ♪

Relight my fire ♪

HALSTON: Come on, Liza.

CROWD: Liza!

WOMAN: Liza! Halston!

Liza, Halston! Let me in!

Steve!

Relight my fire ♪

Yeah ♪

[SIRENS BLARING IN DISTANCE]

Relight my fire ♪

Relight my fire ♪

[COVER CLATTERS]

Relight my fire ♪

Tell me, tell me ♪

[ALUMINUM BANGING]

Relight my fire ♪

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[LOUD BANGING]

[GASPS]

[SCREAMING]

Help!

Help! Help!

Help!

Please!

Liza!

Liza! Someone call an ambulance! Quick!

[MUSIC FADES]

VICTOR: We're low on coke.

Sassy!

JOE: Okay.

There's good news, and there's bad news.

First, Liza's okay.

- Oh.

- Oh, thank God.

JOE: Yeah, her publicists are all over it.

She was just dehydrated.

She's in the hospital for exhaustion.

Oh, good.

Well, what's the bad news?

Well, there's bad news,

then really bad news.

And then, like, the worst news.

Well, what?

Studio was raided this morning.

Stevie was arrested for tax evasion,

fraud, some other sh*t, drug possession.

It'll be all over the papers tomorrow.

They're gonna be shut down for a while.

Joe, what's worse than that?

When the cops were searching the place,

they found

I mean, it's insane.

What?

They found a dead body

in one of the air vents.

Some crazy girl from Mamaroneck.

She was trying to get in.

Yeah, and that's not the worst part.

She was wearing Calvin Klein.

[BELL TOLLS]

HALSTON: I wouldn't put my name

on a bottle of perfume.

I'm not gonna put it on America's keister.

Your name is inside the zipper!

You don't see it until you unzip.

I love that.

HALSTON: Jeans are a fad.

Balenciaga didn't do fads,

and neither will I.

A fad?

I don't care what you call it,

but designer jeans

are a 500-million-dollar market.

I mean, look at Calvin Klein. He sold--

Do not come into my office, David,

and mention that man's name!

It's not your office. It's Norton Simon's.

It's my f*cking office if it's anybody's.

Calvin Klein is a f*cking hack!

I agree! That's what I'm saying!

You do a line of jeans,

and Calvin Klein

will jump off the GW Bridge.

[CHUCKLES]

[SNIFFING]

[EXHALES, SNIFFING]

HALSTON: Dungarees, David.

Let's call them by their name.

Not jeans. Dungarees.

Halston doesn't do dungarees,

and that's my last word on the subject.

Joe, let's get the models in.

Let's fit. Thanks for coming by, David.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

[LIGHTER HITS TABLE]

JOE: Halston's name is on everything.

Loungewear, furniture, luggage, linens.

Wigs, for God's sake.

How could we be losing money?

MAHONEY: We're not losing money,

but we're not making what we should.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

MAHONEY: The brand has plateaued.

For the first time in five years,

we have a quarter with no sales growth,

and that's a problem.

Take luggage.

Halston was interested in that

for about five minutes,

and he did one great design,

and then poof.

Doesn't care.

And that's a problem for us

because now we have

one line of luggage to sell.

Even if it does great,

it's one line.

Doesn't even recoup the overhead.

We would've been better off not doing it.

Believe me, David,

I hear what you're saying.

But right now, the Halston fragrance,

it's huge. Gangbusters.

That's what's keeping us afloat.

But if this is how he's gonna be,

how he's gonna act, how he's gonna design,

then we need something else from him.

- Some big-ticket item.

- [SCOFFS]

So you're asking me to talk to him.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Except I'm not asking.

You're as much Halston as he is, Joe.

He'll listen to you.

We've got three months, maybe,

before the market

on high-end jeans is saturated,

and we'll have totally missed the boat.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Taking on Halston

was a big risk for me, Joe.

I wanted a shiny marquee brand

for Norton Simon.

And when I look at it now,

it looks like what I invested in

and what I bet my reputation on

is orchids, and coke,

and parties at Studio 54.

That sh*t is not gonna fly much longer,

you understand?

Get him to yes on this, Joe.

[DISCO MUSIC PLAYING]

HALSTON: What is this?

Isn't it fabulous?

This is it. This is the show.

Got Tu Go Disco.

The one I told you about.

The one I'm doing the costumes for.

I'm also sort of producing.

For Broadway.

We just got a theater.

We're gonna play the Minskoff,

where Bette did Clams on the Half Shell.

I told you about it.

It's about Studio 54. Marc is in it.

Marc Benecke? The doorman from Studio 54?

Yeah. It's, like, his story.

You're doing a musical about Marc Benecke,

the doorman from Studio 54,

starring Marc Benecke,

the doorman from Studio 54.

Broadway's first disco musical.

And it's about f*cking time.

- Well, it's terrible.

- Well, this is just the demo.

Turn it off. I'm trying to work.

It's time for me to go

Got tu go disco ♪

I was gonna ask

if you wanted to invest, but okay.

I'm dancing through the ni-- ♪

[MUSIC ENDS ABRUPTLY]

That's interesting.

- Someone's got Calvin Klein on the brain.

- I find his work so tedious.

[INHALES]

Obviously, he's hitting a chord.

He does use great fabrics.

I'll give him that.

But I don't like it.

Something so Long Island

about the whole thing.

Well

HALSTON: No, thank you.

What about clingy at the torso

and looser at the waist?

- No.

- [JOE SNIFFS]

- What is that?

- [JOE GRUNTS]

I think you're right, you know?

I mean,

Calvin Klein is the one you need to chase.

Of course you're better than him.

- Yes, I know that.

- No, I know you know, just

I mean, if you really want to get him mad,

go after the jeans market.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

- He's got to you, hasn't he?

- Who?

Don't bullshit me, Joe. Mahoney!

Jesus Christ! Mahoney's got you

doing his dirty work now.

- He's right. It's a huge f*cking market.

- You're supposed to be my friend.

What? f*ck that.

Of course I'm your friend.

Why do you think I'm telling you this?

Mahoney's right.

Halston has stopped growing.

Bullshit! Bigger now than I've ever been.

JOE: Yes, but we've stopped growing.

I have 35 licenses.

How many clothes lines?

I can't keep track.

You can't keep track

because you've lost interest.

- Oh, f*ck you!

- Oh, don't say that. You need to hear it.

You're stretched too thin.

You refuse to delegate,

so none of the licensing agreements

get fulfilled,

and Norton Simon

isn't getting their investment.

And now you got a f*cking competitor

nipping at your a*s,

and all you need to do

to fix the situation

is design a g*dd*mn pair of blue jeans,

and you won't do it!

- I will not do it.

- Well, then you're a f*cking child!

- [DOOR OPENS]

- ELSA: Ciao!

Hello. Hello.

- Sorry. I'm late.

- JOE: Oh.

- JOE: How was the drive?

- [ELSA SIGHS] Good.

Where's lunch?

ELSA: I've been their

top jewelry designer five years in a row.

Five years.

It's been a sensation having me there.

Now my contract is up,

and we have to renegotiate.

So, you know, they tell me,

"You know, Elsa, we don't really know

how much money you made for us

because, you know, it's Tiffany's."

Blah, blah, blah. All this bullshit.

So, you know, I say to him,

to Richard, I say this to his face, huh.

I say, "I know how much money

I've made you."

"You know, because every unit,

I know what it costs to make."

"I know what you sell it for.

Don't pretend you don't know."

So, then I tell him, I say,

"Richard, here's what you should do."

"Go rent the biggest truck you can find,

fill it up with hundred-dollar bills,

park it in front of my apartment,

and then carry it up in boxes,

and I will tell you when to stop."

[JOE CHUCKLES]

"Because if I'm going to sign

another contract with you,

you're going to pay me

whatever the f*ck I want,

and you're going to let me design

whatever the f*ck I want."

I am the boss now.

Exactly. You f*cking put Tiffany's

on the map again.

- Who was going to f*cking Tiffany's?

- [JOE AND ELSA LAUGHING]

Well, a lot of people, but thank you.

That's nice of you to say.

Also, exactly.

I mean, come on! Pay me! It's crazy!

Yeah!

These potatoes are cold.

- Just put it in the oven.

- H doesn't know how to use the oven.

Where did the food come from?

- Olympic Tower.

- ELSA: No!

- Get the f*ck out.

- Yeah. He has meals flown in.

To Montauk? From Manhattan?

Well, not anymore if they can't fly me out

a hot f*cking baked potato.

[SPEAKING ITALIAN] You're joking?

No, it's true.

H puts the order in to Olympic Tower.

They make it.

They fly it over in a seaplane,

and then they drive it over.

And your order was full caviar service

and baked potatoes?

- It was what I had a taste for.

- [ELSA LAUGHING]

Oh my God!

That's incredible!

I mean, this is beyond eccentric!

Flying seafood into Montauk is like,

I don't know,

bringing pineapples to Hawaii.

[JOE AND ELSA LAUGHING]

You really have become a crashing bore,

haven't you?

Excuse me?

You breeze in here for the weekend.

You're late. You don't say sorry,

not even a breath to ask how I'm doing.

- Oh, come on, H.

- No, f*ck you.

And then you go on and on and on

all about how you're successful.

Joe asked her.

HALSTON: No, I've read all the articles.

There's one word you don't use.

- Halston.

- What the f*ck?

Except to drop snarky little hints

that Halston perfume was all your idea.

- She never said that, H.

- I have never in my life, never said that.

Where's the thank you, Elsa?

I got you that job at Tiffany's!

Gave you my f*cking apartment!

I'm just waiting for a thank you!

No. No. You don't get to f*cking do this.

You don't get to make this about you!

You're creative because I pay you.

If you're an artist, it's on my dime.

I want a little acknowledgment in print.

Thank you very much.

f*ck you, Halston!

Is that thank you enough?

You know what you're upset about?

I know what.

I am more talented than you.

And you used me for as long as you could.

And now you can't use me anymore,

and that drives you nuts.

Guys, come on!

HALSTON: I thought we were staying for the weekend.

I was looking forward

to sitting around the campfire.

Hearing all the stories

about how f*cking amazing you are!

I f*cking loved you, Halston!

What the f*ck does that say about me?

I hope I never f*cking see you again,

you pathetic loser!

- Don't let the door hit you in the a*s!

- H! Elsa!

Pezzo di merda!

[CAR DOOR OPENS, SLAMS SHUT]

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

[CAR DRIVING AWAY]

Was I always like this?

Like that?

Um, no.

- That was new.

- HALSTON: Do you think it's the coke?

'Cause I feel that

that's when it all started going sour.

Maybe I should lay off it a little bit.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

What are you talking about?

- The coke.

- It's not the coke.

That sh*t, it's practically a vitamin.

That's medical-grade.

[SEAGULLS MEWING]

VICTOR: Believe me.

When it's the end,

we're gonna know it's the end.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello? Robert.

Listen, I don't appreciate

what you're trying to say.

Okay, but the painting was hanging

in his townhouse.

Yeah, yeah, okay.

That doesn't mean I stole it. Okay.

[HALSTON SOBBING]

JOE: What happened?

- [HOWLING]

- [BUSY SIGNAL]

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

Thank you.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

[SOBBING]

[ON TV] MAN: I hate to tell you

where the wire is.

Does anyone have any talcum powder?

[AUDIENCE LAUGHING]

Three to two the score.

Now this message for ya.

[SHOW'S THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[WOMAN ON TV WHISTLING TUNE]

You wanna know what comes

between me and my Calvins? Nothing.

ANNOUNCER: Calvin Klein Jeans.

HALSTON: I'll do the blue jeans, David.

But I'll do them my way, okay?

Like I did the perfume.

You have something on your nose.

Oh. Do I?

I was resistant to do blue jeans

because I didn't know

how to make them Halston, right?

Well, now I do. This is the fabric.

This is really thick.

Yeah, it's thick. Mmm. Yeah, sensual.

Almost like a velvet.

It's a modern take on a blue jean.

Halston, people wear jeans

to the discotheque.

You can't wear something like this.

You'd pass out.

You have never once questioned

my artistic vision.

Well, now I am.

This isn't gonna work.

Well, I might be

I might be willing

to consider another fabric.

No.

Halston jeans are not going to happen.

We missed the window.

The market's saturated.

Calvin Klein, Chic, Gloria Vanderbilt

We can't make money on Halston jeans.

Where were you six months ago, Halston?

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Fashion moves fast. You know that.

Very well. C'est la guerre.

[MAHONEY SIGHS]

[LIGHTER CLICKS]

Shall you and I go to lunch?

I can't today.

Let's get something on the books.

- WOMAN: I was having lunch with Blaine.

- MAHONEY: Who's Blaine?

WOMAN: Blaine Trump. Robert's wife.

She was saying the big thing now is boats.

Like sailboats?

- Neither of us know how to sail.

- No, like yachts.

You wouldn't sail them. You would hire

a captain. You would have a whole staff.

Bobbi,

you know what a depreciating asset is?

Yes.

MAHONEY: It's what a boat is.

The second you set foot on them,

you lose 90% of your investment.

They're money pits.

You're telling me

you're the CEO of Norton Simon Industries,

and we can't afford a boat.

Jesus Christ, honey.

Don't make it sound like

I'm not providing, all right?

I'm making some moves.

I'm taking Norton Simon private.

What does that mean?

I'm lining up investors

to buy out the stockholders.

It's called a leveraged buyout.

I'm gonna turn Norton Simon

into a private corporation.

Our brands are worth more

if we sell them off individually.

So, we keep the ones that are profitable

Hunt-Wesson, Max Factor, Johnny Walker.

And we sell off the ones that aren't

Avis, hemorrhaging money. Maybe Halston.

Halston?

He'll be fine.

He'll make a k*lling from the sale

if we can pump up the brand first

because right now, it's flagging.

So, a year from now,

you will have yachts

coming out of your ears!

[CHUCKLES]

Wow!

Oh! Me of little faith.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING]

[CROWD CHEERING]

[ELSA LAUGHING]

HALSTON: Why didn't you come to the funeral?

- What?

- My mother died. Why were you not there?

Halston, you didn't f*cking

tell me she died. You didn't tell anyone.

How the f*ck am I supposed to know--

Look, I'm sorry about your mother,

but you talk to me the way you talk to me

and expect me to show up

when you don't invite me?

- Am I a f*cking mind reader?

- Give me that.

- ELSA: What are you doing?

- Give me this coat!

- ELSA: The f*ck!

- Everything I've done for you!

Who is this friend I thought I had?

Give me that f*cking coat!

I bought it! It's mine!

ELSA: Here!

Take your f*cking coat!

You f*cking as*h*le!

You're nothing! You're nothing to me!

You're nothing but a no-culture,

cheap f*gg*t dressmaker!

Well, you're nothing

but a low-class jewelry maker!

You f*cking as*h*le! f*gg*t! f*gg*t!

You piece of sh*t! You're nothing!

[PHONE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

[PHONE CONTINUES RINGING]

Hello?

[HALSTON, DISTORTED] Hey, it's me.

I just had a hell of a night.

Who is this?

It's me. I just got back from Studio.

Who?

It's Halston!

LIZA: Oh, Halston!

I'm sorry. I cannot hear you.

Must be a bad connection.

Call me back.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hi.

Is that better?

I just had the worst night of my life.

Honey. I'm so sorry. I can't hear you.

Oh!

f*ck!

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

Ugh!

[EXHALES]

JOE: Okay. Thank you.

Thanks again.

It's very much appreciated.

[DOOR OPENS]

- [DOOR CLOSES]

- HALSTON: Is it fixed?

[CHUCKLING]

I guess you could say that.

Must have had something to do

with the construction.

JOE: No.

That's not what it was.

[CHUCKLES]

The guy unscrewed the receiver

and, like, a kilo of cocaine poured out.

[LAUGHS]

MAN: Is this cocaine?

Probably.

He said there was so much coke

that it oxidized the wires.

That's absurd. How is that even possible?

Oh, come on. I see you do it.

You sit right there

doing bumps of coke on the phone,

and every time, a little bit must fall

through the holes into the receiver.

I never do that.

JOE: Oh!

[CHUCKLES]

Jesus Christ, Halston.

Let us all know when you plan

your return trip to planet Earth.

It's all lies.

Everything I read in the newspaper now.

Just lies about me.

Halston.

The coke sh*t has gotten out of control.

You are out of control.

How dare you.

You have no idea the pressure I'm under.

Yes, I do.

Because I'm the one who has to be Halston

when Halston is on a coke bender!

I'm Halston

until you decide to roll out of bed

at three o'clock in the afternoon,

and you're too hungover to speak!

Oh, it must be really difficult for you,

is it?

Yes, it is, Halston!

I've given you ten years of my life!

I put aside my own ambitions for yours

so I can stand in your shadow

and fish cocaine out of your phone

and watch while the work

just gets worse and worse and worse.

You've spent ten years in my shadow

'cause deep down, Joe,

you know that's where you belong.

Standing in my shadow

is the best you're ever gonna do.

So don't give me your needy,

sad-sack bullshit.

I've given more

than you could have hoped for.

If you don't like the work,

there's the door. You can f*ck off.

Make your f*cking costumes

for your shitty f*cking disco musical

about the g*dd*mn doorman from Studio 54.

That's the level of taste

I've learned to expect from you.

You have second-rate instincts

and no ideas.

You're an embarrassment.

[SETS CUP DOWN]

You're beta to my alpha, Joe.

That's as good as it's gonna get for you.

The sooner you realize that,

the happier you'll be.

Accept the fact, Joe,

and stop being such a f*cking sourpuss!

So get the f*ck out of my life.

[SAD MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

HALSTON: Well, how long are you gonna be away?

LIZA: Not long. Two months, I think?

Two months?

Oh, honey, don't look so sad.

I'll be back before you know it.

But I don't even understand what this is.

Is is it a tour?

It's called rehab, Halston.

And I'm told that it really works.

And, you know when [CHUCKLES]

Liz Taylor calls you up and says,

"Go to Betty Ford," you listen.

But she's right, you know? I was

I was headed

down the same path as Mama, and

I'm not gonna do that.

[SNIFFLES]

[HALSTON SOBS]

Sweetheart.

Everyone's leaving me.

Oh! I am not leaving you.

Hey, I'll be leaving you

if I keep doing what I'm doing.

That's all.

Okay?

[BOTH SIGH]

Why don't you come with me?

I don't have a problem.

Halston.

I don't.

I've been in every night

the last five nights.

I'm on a tomato juice diet.

I know how to stop.

H.

Come on. I know you.

The one thing

you don't know how to do is stop.

Studio closed down.

Stevie had to go to jail.

No, he's opening again in a few weeks.

I spoke to Stevie. I'm gonna do the party.

Maybe I'll be back for that, then.

I love you.

And I will never ever leave you.

[POP MUSIC PLAYING THROUGH HEADPHONES]

WOMAN: Victor Rojas.

Victor Rojas?

[TURNS OFF MUSIC]

[PAPERS SHUFFLING]

[WOMAN INHALES DEEPLY]

Unfortunately,

you've tested positive for HIV.

I know that's not what you wanted

to hear today,

but the good news is,

we're just starting trials

with several new treatments.

[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHUCKLES]

I knew it.

WOMAN: I'm sorry, sir.

I knew I have it.

I mean

[CHUCKLES SADLY]

we probably all have it, right?

How could we not?

The dream is over.

- [EXHALES]

- I know this is a lot to take in.

First thing we need to do is get a list

of all the sexual partners you've had.

[LAUGHS]

Darling, I'm gonna need a few more papers.

I have f*cked everybody.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Why are we going to this?

I thought you hated Calvin Klein.

I don't hate him.

Just think he's terrible.

Stevie here loves him.

That I do.

Yes, Stevie's just out of jail.

He's opening up Studio again.

I'm gonna do the gala.

I'm gonna sponsor it. I'm gonna design it.

It's gonna be on the front page

of every newspaper in America.

Mahoney's gonna be thrilled.

- So, are you gonna be nice to him?

- Who?

Calvin. When the doors open

and we get to his f*cking apartment,

are we gonna be nice?

Or are we gonna be a b*tch?

Well, I don't have to be nice to him.

He's probably just copied my town house.

I can't wait to get up there

and see and judge.

- [VICTOR LAUGHS]

- What's with this girlfriend?

Oh, she's chic.

I like her. She's a nice girl.

[LAUGHS] For God's sake.

Who's he trying to kid?

He dates every lady equestrian,

every shop girl.

What what's this one's name?

- Kelly.

- Kelly.

She's classy. I like her.

[SIGHS] Just so they can market him

as being straight.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS, MUSIC PLAYING]

Halston.

I have to tell you something

before we go in.

The reopening of Studio

that you wanna throw, the party.

- Yes.

- Halston.

This is that party.

I thought somebody told you.

I know you wanted to do it,

but Calvin offered, and it's Calvin.

You understand.

MAN: Steve.

[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]

[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

MAHONEY: We've talked about this.

The brand isn't where we want it to be.

We need that big item

that's gonna boost the Halston profile.

Something really bold.

The good news is I found that thing.

What if you became

the exclusive in-house designer

for JCPenney?

Is this a joke?

MAHONEY: It's not a joke.

This could be the biggest deal

in the history of fashion.

And tell me, David,

why would I wanna do a thing like that?

Because Halston Limited

would make a billion dollars.

And that's a thousand million dollars.

Thank you, David.

Yes, I know what a billion dollars means.

So that's all I'm supposed to care about

at this point, is it? Money?

Of course not.

It gives you options.

With that kind of money,

that gives you freedom.

You just have to see it as a silver lining

on a cloud that happens

to be made of solid gold.

I think you see the writing

on the wall here.

Yes, but, David

aside from the money, I mean

JCPenney.

It's an institution

all across the country.

Like the government, almost.

You're looking at a thousand stores.

Nationwide.

Halston, this could be huge.

Well,

JCPenney is part of the American fabric.

And I'm part of the American fabric.

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[TRAIN HORN BLARING]

[TOILETS FLUSHING]

Hey. Are you g*y or straight?

- The f*ck did you say to me?

- [CHUCKLES] So you're straight.

You wanna make 200 bucks?

I know a guy.

He's really rich.

But he's had a bad week.

You give him some good d*ck,

and you get $200.

- Understand you fired June.

- That's right.

VICTOR: Hello.

- WOMAN: I don't like people who gossip

- Halston. I want you to meet someone.

This is Derrick.

Hello, Derrick.

My name's Halston.

Nice place you got.

Thank you.

Well, I could give you the tour.

I'll show you around.

We can go upstairs.

[SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

MAHONEY: Oh, yeah. I like that one.

Okay, this one?

She's 172 ft. She's called the Big Eagle.

She accommodates 12 guests, nine crew.

What's that gonna set me back?

For a million, she's yours.

[SNIFFING]

Relax your shoulders.

Relax your shoulders!

The look doesn't work.

I'm trying.

Oh, take it off.

Take it off! The look is not working!

You're not relaxing! f*cking take it off!

MAHONEY: Let's do it.

Now we gotta find a captain and nine crew.

- Gentlemen, can I help you?

- MAN: We'll just be a minute.

What is it, Chip?

We need to have a conversation.

Would you excuse us, please?

HALSTON: Excuse me?

Mr. Halston.

Who are you?

Carl Epstein.

I, uh, run your division now.

I am very much looking forward

to working with you.

[MUSIC FADES]

Honey.

He's arriving.

He's in the study.

Thank you.

[DOOR CLOSES]

David, what the f*ck is going on?

MAHONEY: Okay.

First, you gotta calm down.

This guy tells me

that he runs my company now!

You better explain how that's not true!

Let me fix you a drink first,

and I'll explain the whole thing.

No. You tell me how there are people

I do not know in my office right now

loading things into boxes

and carting it away!

You promised me

you'd always be there for me!

You promised me you'd protect me!

I got outbid, Halston.

I f*cked up.

I tried to take Norton Simon private.

I was gonna make us a lot of money,

and word got out

about the share price I was offering,

how low it was, and

Another company came in, and I got outbid

by one f*cking dollar per share.

Some packaged goods company from Chicago.

They bought us out.

And once it was in motion,

there was nothing I could do.

I'm out the door.

Carl Epstein runs Halston now.

That's what JCPenney was all about,

wasn't it?

You knew you were gonna sell Halston.

[LIGHTER CLICKS]

Didn't even bother to tell me.

I mean, for you, Halston,

it's just a management change, really.

It's not gonna be all that different

day to day, and

And you'll get money.

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING]

You promised.

It's business, Halston.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[SIRENS BLARING IN DISTANCE]

[MACHINE SOFTLY CLATTERING]

[POP MUSIC PLAYING]

Green ♪

In your love ♪

On bright days ♪

You grew sun blind ♪

You thought me unkind ♪

To remind you ♪

How winter kills ♪

Lost ♪

In daydreams ♪

You drove too fast ♪

And got nowhere ♪

You rode on half fare ♪

When you got too scared ♪

How winter kills ♪

Tear at me searching for weaker seams ♪

Pain ♪

In your eyes ♪

Makes me cruel ♪

Makes me spiteful ♪

Tears are delightful ♪

Welcome your ♪

Nightfall ♪

How winter kills ♪

I'll tear at you

Searching for weaker seams ♪

Winter ♪

How ♪

Winter ♪

Kills ♪