In the episode where Marcia stops kerry from going upstairs, everyone is treating kerry like a cockroach and roman offers her dignity as a human and respects her grief. That was truly roman's human side showing up in the best possible way.
Scene: A dimly lit after-party in a Tribeca penthouse. Hannah is nursing a warm gin and tonic, wearing a thrifted blazer over a slip dress. Roman is in a slightly rumpled Tom Ford suit, holding a whiskey, looking like he’s already over it.
Hannah: (spotting him, eyes lighting up with writer-brain) Oh my God. You’re Roman Roy. Like, the Roman Roy. This is so meta. I’m literally having a moment right now. I’m Hannah. Hannah Horvath.
Roman: (slow smirk) Horvath. That’s a porn name. Respect.
Hannah: It’s not. Okay, wow, we’re just going there. Cool. I’m a writer. I wrote a book. It was kind of a big deal in very small circles for like six weeks.
Roman: Congrats. I own several small circles. Sometimes I make my dad buy the whole circle so I can burn it down for sport. What’s your thing? Millennial ennui? Vagina monologues but make it blog?
Hannah: (laughing despite herself) Jesus. Okay. Yes, actually. I write about being a person. The mess of it. Sex, shame, ambition, how Twitter made us all worse.
Roman: (interrupting) Twitter is my father’s chemotherapy. Keeps the old man alive and mean. You should try it. Nothing cures self-obsession faster than reading what strangers think about your asshole in real time.
Hannah: That’s bleak. But also kind of true. Don’t you ever just want to feel something real? Not the money or the power or the weird rich-people incest vibes I’ve read about.
Roman: (eyes widening, delighted) Incest vibes. You’re fun. Most people wait at least ten minutes before mentioning the family trauma porn. You just cannonballed right in. I like that. You fuck like you write?
Hannah: (blinks, then leans in) Do you fuck like you talk? Because that would explain a lot about your reputation.
Roman: (genuinely amused, almost impressed) Oof. She bites. I usually just pay for the biting. Cleaner that way. No feelings, no essays about my mommy issues afterward.
Hannah: I would totally write an essay about your mommy issues. It would be incredible. I’d win a Pushcart or something. “Castration Anxiety in Late-Stage Capitalism: A Case Study in Roman Roy.”
Roman: (laughing) Fuck. Marry me. Or don’t. Marriage is for people who still have hope. We could just hate-fuck in one of my dad’s unused apartments. He has seventeen. I lose track.
Hannah: That’s so sad. And hot. Mostly sad. Do you ever get scared that none of this, the money, the chaos, the constant performance, actually means anything?
in the episode where they are picking the president, shiv be giving one intense speech to logan and roman starts heckling her, they start a fast-talking back and forth bickering (it's so fast) ! Lol, roman says in a high pitched voice + in one breath "you have a trophy husband and several fur coats, I think you're gonna be fine" it's so funny 😂
We're doing the house rewatch in our household and volger just entered the scene.
What is unbelievable to me is a successful "businessman" with lots of money, has absolutely no people or negotiation skills?? The way he immediately being confrontational with cuddy over some employee (house) not wearing lab coat. I have never seen senior leadership get into trivial HR matters like that and question the leadership of the head of the institution. Vogler comes across as a petty manchild with a small dick syndrome.
I discovered the band Zero 7 (in the waiting line) because of this show and the same song is also featured in sex and the city.
Curious to know other fan favorites.