Filling Up.

A Wally yacht doesn't stop for gas. Until it does.

Shot on Kodak Portra 800 at a BP station somewhere off a motorway that has absolutely no context for what just pulled in, Filling Up is the series at its most deadpan. A full-length carbon fiber racing yacht on a flatbed truck, lit by fluorescent green neon and the quiet indifference of a self-service pump. A man in a navy suit using an Hermès scarf to grip the fuel nozzle — because of course he is. A woman in sequins chilling a Krug bottle in a rusty windshield washer tank. An Amex Centurion card sliding into a machine last cleaned in 2009.

And then the detail that ends the argument: a cigarette stubbed out directly on the carbon fiber hull of a boat worth more than a small apartment block. At a gas station. With the pump still running.

Shot on Kodak Portra 800, the series closes here — not with a grand gesture, but with the quiet recklessness of people who have never once worried about the bill. The gala invitation face-down in a rain puddle says everything that's left to say.

The tank is full. Nobody asked how much it cost.