She doesn’t need a pamphlet or to be lectured to by some man. The miscarriage was intentional. She drank the raw milk in hopes she’d develop an infection that would terminate the pregnancy and now she wants a “Dutch cap” diaphragm because she can’t get pregnant again. Margaret tells her she needs to talk to a doctor but Mrs. Shearer says no doctor will give her one since no doctor will even listen to her. They only listen to the rich, society women and Margaret seems stunned.
Out in Cicero the still’s leaking which is causing Nelson to get that deranged look in his eye because he can’t sleep. Sigrid either can’t recognize “that look” or likely finds it a turn on so she just tells him it’s okay and to go to sleep. These two crazy kids.
Next morning, and Nucky’s enjoying a nice breakfast with next season’s mistress, Esther Randolph and her tastefully conservative suit. He tries to small talk her about going to shows while she’s in New York and she tells Nucky she wasn’t planning on it. He suggests some totally 20s sounding show and offers house seats but she banters back that they should keep the favors to a minimum. The twinkle in her eye says she’s not unflattered by the attempt to bribe her. Nucky asks her what exactly does she do for fun. Esther decides to get saucy and tells Nucky she likes to “run naked through the pages of the United States criminal code” then coquettishly sips her coffee much to Nucky’s bemused semi-delight.
I could snap you like a twig.
Before this conversation can get to the fun parts, Gaston Means comes in to spread his cheese and schmaltz on the proceedings. He’s made some arrangements for Nucky that he discusses obliquely then asks if Esther wants to be present for the discussion. She thinks that if she’s in for a penny she’s in for the pound and he applauds her boldness. Then he launches into expositing that Secretary Mellon’s going to be in Manhattan for the day and taking his lunch at the Union Club. Nucky casually offers Esther a cigarette she accepts and I refuse to become someone who “ships.“
Nucky breaks their little moment to wonder how he gets into the Union Club. He can’t but a Mr. Charles Rickson of Missouri can. And how is Steve Buscemi supposed to hide that high, nasal, Long Island twang? Regardless, he’s a cattleman, now, and his name is on the club’s register. Nucky asks what he needs to know about Mellon, since he wasn’t on Nucky’s greased-palm list for the 1920 election.
Esther exposits that Mellon’s one of the richest men in the world and as Secretary of the Treasury he’s responsible for enforcing Prohibition and collecting income tax, neither of which he’s partial to, and, oh. He DESPISES Harry Daugherty. Who doesn’t? Means adds that Mellon considers Daugherty little more than a common thief, then snickers that he doesn’t mean to “cast aspersions on their employer,” of which only Esther is his lawful employee.
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