### *Succession* Episode: "Collateral Damage"
**Scene 1: Roman's Apartment**
*The episode opens with Roman Roy waking up in his upscale but messy apartment. He groggily reaches for his phone and sees a series of missed calls and texts from Kendall, Shiv, and Tom. The messages range from urgent to frantic, but Roman, in his usual flippant style, rolls his eyes and tosses the phone aside.*
**Roman Roy**: *(muttering to himself as he stumbles to the bathroom)* Jesus Christ, it’s not even 9 a.m. and they’re already losing their shyt. What did I miss? Did Dad finally go full "Godfather" on Ken?
*He brushes his teeth lazily, looking at his reflection with a mixture of disdain and amusement. As he finishes up, he hears his phone buzz again and this time, he reluctantly picks it up.*
**Roman Roy**: *(answering the call)* What? Did someone die, or is Ken just being a little bytch again?
**Kendall Roy**: *(on the other end, exasperated)* Where the fukk have you been, Rom? I’ve been trying to reach you all morning. We’re moving on the Matsson deal, and I need you in the office. Now.
**Roman Roy**: *(smirking, not taking it seriously)* Oh, so it’s Matsson now? What, did you two finally hook up? Should I get a fukking wedding gift?
**Kendall Roy**: *(voice rising)* Roman, this is serious. We’re about to shake things up, and I need to know you’re on board. No fukking around this time.
**Roman Roy**: *(mocking)* Oh, I see. So, you want me to play the loyal soldier while you and Shiv make googly eyes at each other? Pass.
*Kendall’s patience is running thin, and his voice turns cold.*
**Kendall Roy**: *(firmly)* I’m not asking, Roman. We’re making moves, and you’re part of this whether you like it or not. Get your ass to the office.
*Roman hesitates for a moment, realizing this isn’t just another one of Kendall’s power plays. There’s something different this time—something bigger.*
**Roman Roy**: *(sighing, finally relenting)* Fine, fine. I’ll be there. But if this blows up in our faces, I’m blaming you. Just so we’re clear.
*Kendall hangs up without another word, and Roman stares at his phone, a mix of annoyance and curiosity playing on his face.*
**Scene 2: Waystar RoyCo Offices**
*Roman enters the Waystar RoyCo offices, looking a little disheveled but trying to mask it with his usual bravado. He strides into the boardroom where Kendall, Shiv, and a few other key players are gathered around a table covered in documents and laptops.*
**Roman Roy**: *(smirking)* Alright, what’s the big fukking emergency? Did someone finally figure out Dad’s not actually a god?
**Shiv Roy**: *(without looking up, focused on her laptop)* Nice of you to join us, Rom. We’re finalizing the Matsson deal. Things are moving fast, and we need to lock this down before Dad gets wind of it.
**Roman Roy**: *(raising an eyebrow)* Oh, so we’re going all in with the Viking? And what, I’m supposed to just nod along like a good little boy?
**Kendall Roy**: *(dead serious)* Yeah, you are. Because if this works, we’re talking about a complete overhaul of Waystar. We’ll have the tech to outpace anyone in the industry. But if it doesn’t...
**Roman Roy**: *(finishing the sentence, with a shrug)* If it doesn’t, Dad’s gonna rip us new a$$holes and turn us into a fukking cautionary tale. Got it.
**Shiv Roy**: *(softening slightly)* Look, Roman, we’re all taking a risk here. But it’s worth it. We can’t let Dad keep driving this company into the ground with his ancient ideas. This is our chance to prove we can do better.
*Roman looks at his siblings, weighing his options. He knows they’re right—Logan’s grip on the company is suffocating, and this might be their only shot at breaking free. But Roman being Roman, he can’t resist stirring the pot.*
**Roman Roy**: *(grinning mischievously)* Alright, I’m in. But on one condition: when this all blows up in our faces, I get to say ‘I told you so.’ And you both have to buy me a really expensive drink. Deal?
*Kendall and Shiv exchange glances, a mixture of relief and frustration, before nodding in agreement.*
**Kendall Roy**: *(sighing)* Deal. Now, let’s get to work.
**Scene 3: Logan’s Office - Waystar RoyCo**
*Meanwhile, Logan is in his office, brooding. He’s just received word that something big is happening behind his back, and his paranoia is at an all-time high. He summons Tom, who enters looking even more nervous than usual.*
**Logan Roy**: *(leaning forward, voice low and menacing)* So, what’s the latest, Tom? What are those little shyts up to?
**Tom Wambsgans**: *(stammering slightly)* W-well, sir, it looks like Kendall and Shiv are pushing forward with some kind of tech overhaul involving Matsson. We’re still digging into the details, but it’s, uh, moving fast. They’re being...discreet.
**Logan Roy**: *(eyes narrowing)* Discreet, my ass. They’re planning a fukking coup. They think they can outmaneuver me? I want you to shut this down, Tom. I don’t care how you do it. Just fukking do it.
**Tom Wambsgans**: *(gulping, nodding quickly)* Yes, sir. I’ll, uh, I’ll get right on it.
**Logan Roy**: *(coldly)* And Tom? If you fukk this up, I’ll make sure you never work in this industry again. Understood?
**Tom**: *(barely holding it together)* Crystal clear, sir.
*As Tom leaves, Logan picks up the phone and calls Roman.*
**Logan Roy**: *(gruffly, as soon as Roman picks up)* Roman. Where the hell are you?
**Roman Roy**: *(nonchalantly, but with a hint of tension)* Uh, office, Dad. You know, being a good little soldier. What’s up?
**Logan Roy**: *(snarling)* Cut the shyt, Roman. I know your brother’s up to something. I want you to find out what it is, and I want you to stop it. You’re still loyal to me, right? Or do I need to remind you what happens when you cross me?
*Roman feels the pressure mounting. He’s caught between his loyalty to his father and his desire to carve out his own path with his siblings. He knows he needs to tread carefully.*
**Roman Roy**: *(carefully, trying to play both sides)* Dad, you know I’ve got your back. But...maybe let me handle this my way. Ken’s...he’s got a thing with Matsson, but I can get in his ear. Slow things down. Keep it under control.
**Logan Roy**: *(after a pause, calculating)* Fine. But don’t fukk this up, Roman. You fukk this up, and you’re out. Got it?
**Roman Roy**: *(tightening his grip on the phone, forcing a smile)* Got it, Dad.
*Logan hangs up, and Roman lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. He knows he’s walking a tightrope, and one wrong move could send him plummeting. But for now, he needs to play the game.*
**Scene 4: Kendall’s Office - Waystar RoyCo**
*Back in Kendall’s office, Roman returns, trying to hide the unease from his conversation with Logan. Kendall and Shiv are deep in discussion about the Matsson deal when Roman enters.*
**Shiv Roy**: *(noticing Roman’s slightly rattled demeanor)* What’s up, Rom? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
**Roman Roy**: *(brushing it off, forcing a grin)* Nah, just Dad being Dad. He’s sniffing around, trying to figure out what we’re up to. But don’t worry, I handled it.
**Kendall Roy**: *(narrowing his eyes, suspicious)* Handled it how?
**Roman Roy**: *(casual, but with a hint of tension)* Told him I’d keep an eye on things. Make sure we’re not, you know, blowing the whole company up. He bought it...I think.
**Kendall Roy**: *(leaning in, intensity rising)* Rom, we’re about to make the biggest fukking move of our lives. You can’t be playing both sides.
