Succession Meets the Mets
(A heated phone call)
Carl: Sir, we need your pick.
Logan: My pick?
Frank: Your pick for Mets GM.
Logan: I’m getting Eiffel Towered by the FBI and my own goddamn son and you think I give a shit who’s in charge of the New York Metro-fucking-politans?
Carl: We just need a name.
Frank: Doesn’t even need to be real!
Carl: Well, it needs to be real. Sir, it does ne…
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