Matilda,

 Remember how dad called us jerk offs when we were bad in the 80s?

Harry,

 I know. No wonder mom hated that guy. Hahaha though.

Matilda,

I remember feeling like “no, I’m a good guy, dad!” I had an obsession with good guys and bad guys. And I was just so offended. But now, look— I’m a bad guy after all.

Harry,

Please, that is bullshit. You are the goodest person I know. You are good to a fault. It’s unfortunate that your one fuck up might have lifelong consequences. But I’m sure I can think of something to get you out of this.

For now, you need to sit Vera down and have her see reason. She needs to cover your back.

Matilda,

She has no reason to want to do that.

Harry,

 Sure she does. She doesn’t want scandal. She doesn’t want to tarnish her good name.

Matilda,

What do you mean? How would this tarnish her? This is my career we’re talking about.

Harry,

You are thinking about this incorrectly. You are feeling lost and defensive. You are that guy on the message asking if you are Harry Goodman. I, however, am Angelica fucking Huston.

You must give Vera a view of the future. Her future after she helps you in this unfortunate slip up? Or her future after she throws you to the wolves? It is her choice, her fork in the road.

Matilda,

  You mean threaten her? I love her! I’ve done something terrible to her! I would never forgive me if I were her, and now I threaten her to cover my fuck up? It doesnt make any sense. And what leverage do I even have?  Jesus. She could tell them anything.