No one's ever gone bust overestimating the American public's interest in violence.

Brian

Logan: Please, stay. Have lunch.
Rhea: Oh, my tummy is very delicate. We really only eat Pulitzer over at Pierce.

Rhea: Well, that was exciting. Smuggled in like Cleopatra in the carpet.
Kendall: Yeah, sorry for the cloak and dagger.
Rhea: Rhea Jurell. And you must be Oedipus Roy.

Tom: So, uh, Herr Ravenhead. Do you have anything for me ahead of my meet?
Greg: Um, honestly, I've been, uh, I've been asking around and not much. Uh, I heard he named his dog after Hitler's dog. Maybe? Blondie?
Tom: That's not good. But, Logan likes and America likes, and Blondie's pretty common.
Greg: No, but I mean, fascist meeting, Nazi wedding, Hitler dog?
Tom: Oh, dude, if it's true, he's gone. I mean, Nazi's. Terrible, right?
Greg: Nazis?
Tom: Yeah.
Greg: Yeah, they're the worst.
Tom: Yeah, sure. We all hate Nazis. We all hate Syd, right Jonah?

Gerri: So, uh, how is it going?
Roman: Oh, amazing. I'm stripping back to basics. This is my White Album.
Gerri: Is it very horrible ... in America?
Roman: Oh, yes, it's glorious. Yeah. No amount of antibacterial gel is going to be able to wipe the America off me.

It's like you and your dad have finally admitted how much you're into each other, you know? And now you can, no, not this, but now you can bang.

Tom

Gerri: Well, it will eventually come out. I can't actually in this nation yet halt the publication of a book.
Logan: Yeah, we can.
Gerri: Well, we can threaten and harass. We can intimidate names who might cooperate and get a little dicey.

I can't believe I'm on a private plane. It's like I'm in a band. A very white, very wealthy band. It's like I'm in U2.

Greg

Roman: How do you know her anyway? Eeewww. You fucked her. Is there anybody you haven't fucked?
Tabitha: You!

Roman: Fuck. I swear to God, dad, if you bring him back, I am walking. [Logan glares at him] Back to my office to sulk. Fuck!
Logan: Fine. I don't fucking care.

Just to be clear, this isn't a meeting. It is a precursor to see if I might be willing to meet.

Greg

Logan: We're gonna fucking eat them up. Good?
Kendall: Yeah, I like it. Let's do it.
Roman: Aww, fuck off dude. Don't be such a suckup. It's pathetic.
Logan: What about you, Romulus?
Roman: I, I fucking love it, but that's my honest opinion.

Succession Quotes

Shiv: God he looks terrible. He looks like a frozen corpse.
Tom: Yeah, he looks waxy, like an unshaven candle.

Ragnar: A public and personal declaration of withdrawal could be really helpful. You OK, mate?
Kendall: Yeah.
Ragnar: Yeah, you could do this. You could stop it.
Kendall: OK, yeah. I mean. My dad wants me to do it, uh, I'll, I'll do it. [reading note] 'I saw their plan. Dad's plan is better.'
Ragnar: How you feel? You look good.
Kendall: Yeah, I feel, uh, I feel good.