Succession Season 3: Is the FBI the End of Logan Roy?

This article contains spoilers for Succession season 3 episode 3.

Your stock is either on the rise or it’s plummeting; that’s how this Succession column works. However, this may be the first time that all the central characters feel like they’re going down. 

Between being publicly embarrassed courtesy of a Nirvana track, cowering in a closet at the comedy show you chose to subject yourself to, or getting ready for a raid from the FBI, the Roy family is up against it this week. Succession isn’t a happy-go-lucky show to begin with, but “The Disruption” feels like a particularly dark installment. If image is the family business, then business is in the shitter, folks.

Follow along as we track the many L’s accumulated by the Roy clan in Succession season 3 episode 3, “The Disruption.” Just don’t leave any patina behind.

Going Up

Sophie Iwobi

Look, I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel here to find someone that had a good week. It was between Sophie and a watch dealer named Reese. Not the best options. Sophie ekes out a win by coining the nickname Oedpiussy for Kendall, a burn so good that I’m angry that I didn’t think of it first. Dylan, the writer from the Lampoon that Kendall weirdly had to meet and spray his nervous, needy energy on, really must be as good as Kendall has heard. Kendall’s visit to this fictional Samantha Bee-inspired comedy news show is just the latest example of how Dickarus is flying way too close to the sun (Dickarus is nowhere near as good as Oedipussy, I know). 

Connor Roy

Connor is like chili sauce or hip-hop icon Flavor Flav; he’s great in small doses. Connor’s efficiency rating this year has been off the charts. We love when a bench player knows their role. Connor has yet another good week by refusing to go along with Shiv’s dirty laundry letter, which may have been the final straw in getting the FBI to formally raid Waystar. Further than that, he’s the one that took Roman fishing in Montana, which Roman cites as one of his few happy memories of his dad from childhood. That’s extremely depressing for Roman, but how sweet of Con! I also need to see the photo of Connor with a ponytail IMMEDIATELY.

Tom Wambsgans

Ok, so Tom gets some friendly advice that should everything in the cruise scandal leak, he’ll likely be going to prison. That’s certainly not good, and probably even has Tom thinking about taking a cyanide pill for real, not just using it as a joke to intimidate Greg. Tom is at the center of this shitstorm and slowly starting to realize that he may be locked in a no-win situation. That said, Tom’s thought process is that if he’s going down anyway, maybe he could offer himself up as a sacrificial lamb to Logan and know that once he’s released, he’d be set in Logan’s good graces for life. The boss appreciates the gesture but is still very confident that no one is going to prison. He probably scored major points with Logan, seemingly a first for Tom, but who knows if the empire will stand long enough for Tom to cash in. Also, Tom is looking outside the company for legal representation, which is likely a smart move for him.

Going Down

Logan Roy

Well, the wolves have officially entered this messed-up hen house, and they’ll find plenty to eat. The FBI arrived at Waystar at the end of the episode, despite Logan’s efforts to get senior White House aide Michelle-Anne Vanderhoven to help him out. The President and Logan are strangely tied together; the President needs positive, but fair coverage from Logan’s network, and Logan needs the DOJ to stay put. However, the President is worried that his close ties to such a noxious person may be working against him. 

Logan thought that some face time with Michelle-Anne would help remind the President of their symbiotic relationship, but it has the opposite effect. Logan can claim all that he wants that there are no skeletons in his closet, but his closet is cavernous and has been shared by many bad actors. Logan thinks that the law is just people and that people are politics, and so since he can manage people, he’ll be able to weasel his way out of this one, but the walls are really starting to collapse. 

Shiv may be firmly in his camp, something that Logan has been worried about since episode 1, but his daughter’s support won’t matter if the DOJ formally presses charges. The angry hog at the state fair may just end up on a spit.

Kendall Roy

Methinks Oedipussy doth protest too much. Kendall can sit around and play Good Tweet, Bad Tweet and laugh the loudest at all the insults and criticism thrown his way, but his eyes give him away and suggest that the negative feedback is starting to eat away at him. No matter how loud he screams “Fuck the Patriarchy!” he’ll never convince all of the “cool” people that he so desperately wants to like him that he’s actually an ally. 

Kendall is truly a man without a country. His sweaty compulsion to be seen as cool is one of the worst things about him, and we’re talking about a coke-addicted, murder-adjacent billionaire. He has the hubris to scream “HURT ME” at Sophie Iwobi’s writers, but when material leaks that will definitely, you know, hurt him, he cowers in their server room like the scared child that he really is. Yes, Shiv tells the world that Kendall is a drug-addicted, misogynistic, dead-beat dad with delusions of grandeur. That should really sit well with the blogosphere or whatever audience Kendall is concerned with courting. 

Siobhan Roy

Shiv has dug her feet into the ground on the side of Team Logan, and now it looks like she may be going down with the ship. Her move to paint Kendall as an unreliable fuck-up likely has backfired, and at a corporate all-hands meeting to address all the tension and allegations about Waystar and the cruise scandal, she’s drowned out by Nirvana’s “Rape Me” which, ouch, what a terrible look. Shiv is always taking one step forward and two steps back. She’s supposed to be the nice one, but not even Roman will touch the hatchet job she performs on Kendall. At what point will Shiv continue to compromise her values until she realizes she has none left?

Cousin Greg

Convinced to buy a $40,000 watch by a woman named Comfrey (seriously, how is that a name?) that doesn’t even work. Big yikes, my guy.