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(GUNSHOTS IN THE DISTANCE)

♪ (INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

REPORTER: Political turmoil
escalated again today

across Central Europe
and South Asia,

with several more outbreaks
of violence

being directly attributed
to new features

released in limited beta
form last week

on social media platform, Traam.

Traam founder,
Venis Parish, has pledged,

his company will act
with all due consideration

before launching the final
release version of the new tools

to its four billion
users globally.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(CAR IGNITION STARTING UP)

Oh, shit. I typed-- (CHUCKLES)

For the launch announce.
It's so dumb.

- "Fuck" but with two U's.
- (CHUCKLES) Oops.

(GROUP CHUCKLES)

- "Fuuck."
- It's funny, right?

That's... That's fucking funny.
(CHUCKLES)

Shall I put that?

We can launch
the full-fat product globally

and just be like,
"Fuuck" with two U's?

Uh, what about with,
like, three U’s?

(CHUCKLES)
I don't know. I like two.

Yeah, no, two... two is genius.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

Boom!

Um...

I just launched
a raft of new content tools

that are gonna make
the fucking printing press

look like pre-cum
and announced it like, "Fuuck."

(CHUCKLES)

What?

Oh, I... I just think given

what we're putting out
into the world,

if we don't have the AI
to help us--

Censor?

No, to help manage and mitigate.

I mean, right now,
you have the White House,

but that changes,
plug gets pulled

and we death spiral.

Okay, fine, you can tell Janine
and the board

that I will talk to Jeff

- about his amazing AI...
- Thank you.

...so they can stop
freaking out.

- It's very boring.
- (PHONE LINE RINGING)

SOUPER: Let's get some nice,
little plinths

for the whiskeys.
Little whiskey plinths.

- Have these been pre-pitted?
- Yes.

SOUPER: Which means
that some little, greasy monster

from Whole Foods has had
his little fingers in 'em,

- and I don't like that.
- (CELL PHONE RINGING)

Hold on, one second. Hello?

VENIS PARISH: Dude!
So, I'm coming to poker.

If... if you can accommodate.

Ven-- You're-- Absolutely.
That's awesome.

Yeah, man, hungry for the hang.
And Jeff is coming?

SOUPER: Yeah, Jeff's coming,
if that's okay.

Yeah. Yeah,
that's... that's great.

Uh. New place, yeah?

Yep, new place. This is-- Uh,
can't wait for you to see it.

VENIS: Okay, man. Sounds good.
I gotta run. I gotta run.

- See you later.
- Yeah, copy that.

(CELL PHONE RINGING, CHIMES)

- JEFF ABREDAZI: Soups.
- Jeff.

Uh. Just a heads up,
Ven is coming.

Yeah? Uh. Fine.
That's... that's great.

SOUPER: Yeah? You cool?

- Brewsters back on?
- JEFF: Soups, I'm--

- If he's cool, I'm cool.
- 'Cause, obviously-- You know.

- But it'd be good
to see him, so...
- SOUPER: All right.

- Soon, Soups.
- SOUPER: See you soon.

- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)
- You happy?

JEFF: Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
I mean, look,

it's 36 hours of dark roasts

with my best buds.
I... I'm happy.

Obviously, from my POV,
you dropping the news

that you're going
to a fuck party

in Mexico is sub-optimal.

Okay,
I really don't like how your...

- But I'm dealing with it.
- ...anxiety manifests itself,
Jeff.

Okay? And just because
people have sex at a party

doesn't mean it's a sex party.

I... I think it's exactly
what it means.

RANDELL GARRETT:
(ON CELL PHONE) Yes?

Randy?
Just so you know, Ven is in.

Original Brewsters are go!

Okay, good.
That's great news, Souperman.

I am en route,
but I am in meetings, so...

- SOUPER: Copy.
- Okay. Bye-bye.

Yes. So, I've got everything,
and I've reviewed.

RANDALL:
But is everything in order?

Because my previous
medical team were--

(CHUCKLES) Well, I prefer

the unfashionable
Victorian taxonomy,

oaf, simpleton, imbecile, moron.

Dr. Tofler was certainly an oaf,
very likely a simpleton.

(CHUCKLES)
I know, James. But, um...

uh, in terms of the facts,
the diagnosis. Um.

We all agree.

- There is no cure, per se.
- (WHISPERS) I don't believe you.

DR. PHIPPS: But with good care,

you're looking
at certainly five,

probably ten,
maybe 15 years, before--

(CHUCKLES) You're not
a very intelligent person,

are you, Dr. Phipps?

All the things we can do,
and we can't fix

one tiny, little piece
of gristle inside of me?

Incorrect.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Sayonara, team!

"No droids in the cantina,"
enjoy the bunkhouse!

Do better!

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

SOUPER: I just want him
to be comfortable.

And he's the richest man
in the world,

so, you know,
he has a high threshold.

So, yeah.
I think, Venis takes mine here,

the master.
And I go guest. Yeah?

Oh, you relocate?

Yeah, yeah, it's nothing.
Just expunge me from here

and I hop over to Guest One.

Hmm? And we down-low
that information.

Not because it's humiliating.

Just because it's boring.
Thanks, P.

(TABLET CHIMES)

Um, your first guest
has arrived, Randall Garrett.

Oh, cool. Great.

Oh. Tell him I'm coming.
Can't wait to see that asshole.

Just be a moment.
Just quickly see something.

"Slowzo. Welcome to Slowzo.

Not just a meditation tool.
It's a lifestyle super-app.

The cool thing about jumping in
with a bill,

dropping a bill chunk,
a chunk o' bill. A b-nut.

Popping a b-nut.

If you bust a b-nut
into this app,

it will give birth
to a unicorn."

REPORTER: Human rights workers
in Libya say

they believe
there is a direct link

- between the violence...
- RANDALL: No.

...being unleashed on migrants

and deepfakes generated
using new content creation tools

unlocked last week
by social media giant Traam.

One expert
claimed today's release

of additional features globally

was like pouring gasoline--

RANDALL: (SIGHS) Shut up.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

- ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- (DOOR OPENING)

JEFF: Hello!

Is the owner of this
terrible monstrosity home?

- (RANDALL CHUCKLES)
- (CHUCKLES)

- Rand-O. Papa Bear.
- Mm, mm, mm.

Dark Money Gandalf in the flesh.

Jeffrey. My love.

- (JEFF CHUCKLES)
- How is your heartrate?

- Seventy-three.
- RANDALL: Hmm.

I have a sleep score of 80.

SOUPER: Hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey!

- RANDALL: Oh, no.
- The Brewsters are crowing!

- RANDALL: Yeah. (CHUCKLES)
- Cock-a-brewdle-doo!

JEFF: Ugh.

(RANDALL GRUNTS)

All right, come on in,
come on in, come on in.

- Look at this fucking place...
- SOUPER: Right?

- ...Souperman.
- Thank you.

- RANDALL: Wow.
- No, no, no,

I... I just said look at it.
No compliment implied.

SOUPER: Yeah, it was
an incredible value proposition.

Had to shoot a few puppies
to get Mountainhead ready

- for the weekend, but you know.
- Mountainhead?

- Yeah.
- Oh. Like, "Fountainhead"

Mountainhead? Was your
interior decorator Ayn Bland?

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, my gosh, here we go.
(IMITATES KICKING)

All right.
You see Nikkei is suspending?

- Oh, yes, and so it begins.
- Right?

No, Randy loves this shit.

You rubbing your hands
in glee or anticipation?

- RANDALL: Change.
- Change?

Change!
Things can't get any worse

- for the working man, Jeff.
- JEFF: Really?

What do you think
the minimum wage is

in South Sudan?

Ah, it's-- Come on.
What's the square footage?

- SOUPER: Twenty-one thou.
- RANDALL: Ah.

Construction tripled,

but I'm like, you know what,
quality is quality.

- RANDALL: Hmm.
- JEFF: Yeah. I mean,

you only build
a pedophile lair once,

- so you gotta get it right.
- (CHUCKLES)

JEFF: No, seriously,
make those kids happy, buddy.

- Are you guys seeing this?
- RANDALL: Jesus.

Panic buying in Tokyo?
Shanghai might suspend.

Oh, the Japanese
are freaking out

about nothing again.

Right. No, seriously,
Soups, man,

uh, this place
is just fucking ugly.

Like... like, really,
just like, objectively...

- SOUPER: Yeah.
- ...a terrible design.

What exactly
are the objective criteria

for aesthetic judgment, Jeff?

Hmm, that's true.

I did meet
your first wife, so...

RANDALL: Oh.

Oh, and I fucked
your girlfriend.

RANDALL: Oh, wow!

I'm sorry. That--

- (STAMMERS) Just nasty.
- Nice.

SOUPER: So, seriously, Jeff,
you're making crazy dollar.

Yeah, I mean, dude, you know,
you build the great AI

and then let the AI
do everything else.

- Yeah.
- A lot of opportunities

in this fucking shitshow
if you know what you're doing.

(RANDALL SIGHS)

Then you know Venis is coming?

Yeah, yeah,
I know Venis is coming.

It's-- I'm excited,
I'm excited to see him.

- RANDALL: Are you?
- Excited?

Yes. You guys think
a couple words on a podcast

are really gonna bump us?
I'm worried about him.

I mean, the UN is up his ass

for stoking
a fucking race war, right?

Okay, come on.

I'm just saying,
I'm worried about him,

I... I heard he's circling
the jet just to fall asleep.

No, he's killing it.

The full suite?
The UI? Unbelievable.

His team just executed
his vision to fuck.

JEFF: To fuck.
That sounded good, man.

No, that sounded really good.

I heard you hired
a kid in Baltimore

to teach you how to curse.

Uh, and I heard you hired
a kid in Toronto

- to teach you how to fuck.
- (LAUGHS)

Yeah! Now we're doing it.

- Now, it's happening.
- JEFF: That's good.

- The Montreux Razz Festival!
- JEFF: Yeah.

This is great.
This is great. This is great.

Oh, my God. I missed you guys.

- I love seeing you.
- Yeah.

Catching up on personal stuff, business.

RANDALL: That's true.

What's the, uh...
what's the temperature in here?

This is like 69.5.

- Solid temp.
- Hell, yeah.

Yeah. It's good.

And Rand-O, you, uh...
you good, man? Like the-- Yeah?

- Me? Yes, I... I am amazing.
- With the... the health? Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Cancer was net-net
a big positive.

Wisdom, 50-percent increase.
Purpose, meaning, both way up.

Great. Sure.

SOUPER: And on--
And the physical side?

Not a concern.

Which is cool
not to worry about it

because I don't have to,
so I just don't.

JEFF: Right.

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

REPORTER 1: Officials here say
they are totally overwhelmed

by the scale and quality
of the fabricated news reports

and fake eyewitness accounts
circulating on Traam.

(OVERLAPPING REPORTS
IN FRENCH AND RUSSIAN)

REPORTER 2: (IN ENGLISH)
The contested video is one
of many contributing to...

PAULA: Move it into the bedroom.

...increased inter-ethnic
and religious tensions across...

(OVERLAPPING REPORTS
IN JAPANESE AND GERMAN)

REPORTER 3: (IN ENGLISH)
...violence and unrest
is growing, has paralyzed...

See you all tomorrow!

Hi, sir. Welcome
to Mountainhead. Right this way.

- RANDALL: Oh!
- SOUPER: Oh, oh!

- RANDALL: Here we go!
- Oh!

SOUPER:
Cock-a-brewdle-doo, dude!

Whoo! Welcome to Mountainhead!

Doesn't he look good?
He looks good.

Come here. Oh!

RANDALL: Don't crowd him, Soups!
Come on!

I'm not. It's just good
to see him.

- It's cool.
- (SIGHS)

RANDALL:
Bring it in. Cock-a-brewdle-doo.

Hell, yeah. You look so good.

- (CHUCKLES)
- You look so good.

I love your glasses.
This is great.

Ven-Diagram.

Can we hug it out?

Yeah, buddy, of course. (SIGHS)

Mm.

- Good to see you.
- Bring it in.

(GROANS) Oh, man, watch out.

Don't crush me with all that,
founder energy.

Ah, I was misquoted.

(CHUCKLES) How can you
be misquoted if you said it?

(RANDALL EXCLAIMS)

JEFF: Ah, who cares?
I don't even remember.

Mm.

- (RANDALL AND SOUPER EXCLAIM)
- SOUPER: Now, it feels right.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, uh, the Fed called me.
They call you?

Are we worried
about this Italy thing?

RANDALL: No need for concern
over any country

- with an exportable cheese.
- As in?

No country
with an internationally

traded consumer cheese

has ever defaulted
on its national debt.

- JEFF: Wow!
- Boom!

- Blah, blah, blah. Whatever--
- Classic Randy,

- No, no, no.
- Two hundred IQ.

- VENIS: That's good.
- You look so good.

Why are you being weird, Soups?

- (CHUCKLES) He is.
- I'm just saying you look great,

that's all. I mean, I--

Obviously,
this launch shit's delivering

a lot of torque
to your airframe.

No. Hardcore gravy.
We're all lubed up, you know?

But have we seen
what Founder Jeff is doing?

Your net worth
must be like 2X in the last 24.

I mean,
it's only 'cause of, you know,

all the fucking deads
from your launch.

(INDISTINCT CLAMOR)

VENIS: Your shitty stock
to the moon.

- Hard talk.
- (JEFF GROANS)

Here... here, guys,
take it to the ring.

Take it to the ring. Sit down.
Come on, sit down.

- That is harsh.
- Sit soft, sit soft. Come on.

- JEFF: Ven?
- VENIS: Yes?

- How are you, man?
- I'm fantastic.

- JEFF: Yeah?
- Yeah.

I don't know if I can stay
the whole weekend.

I'm supposed to see
a Bugatti in Holland.

Hmm. The divorce is, uh, done?

We only really got married
as a joke.

- JEFF: Yeah.
- You know.

Allison is a disastrous
communicator.

She has this wildly
inaccurate model of the world

inside her brain.

- Can I get a soda?
- Yeah.

(RANDALL CHUCKLES)

Yeah, I just need
to be around my guys, you know?

- Some people who fucking get it!
- (GRUNTS)

God, I'm, like--
I'm completely bifurcated.

You know?
I'm, like, hyper-focused

on this launch.
And on my child,

which is amazing.

But I need
to give him some space.

- JEFF: Uh, Randall?
- RANDALL: Oh.

NSA director might talk to us?

Why would the ATMs
go weak-titty in Ohio?

No, just one
under-capitalized bank.

Uncle Hayseed's
Jug-band Credit Union.

- (JEFF CHUCKLES)
- It's de minimis.

Yeah, seems de minimis.

Uh, yeah, but I mean, this...
this violence in Uzbekistan,

it's kind of concerning?
You know, like--

SOUPER: Sorry, but the Stans?

I think we only
have G20 bandwidth.

- Gotta prioritize.
- Well, ah.

Solid take. (CLEARS THROAT)
Gentlemen, discussion!

Join me, brainstorm a statement.
The new upgrades are great!

We're excited.
The Valley loves this.

The antidote to bad tech
is good tech.

VENIS: Mm-hmm.

Better we helm
than the Chinese. Upbeat.

Highlight some
of the coolest content

Traam creators
are producing? Yes?

Yeah, yeah, like that one clip
of the... the kid

juggling all the feet?
That was good.

Yeah,
just like we're fucking here

playing poker at Mountainhead,

just being fucking
normal Brewsters brewing it up.

- Relax.
- JEFF: Oh, shit, actually,

I think these
are real severed feet.

- SOUPER: Come on.
- That's crazy, man.

Jeff's sniping.

He's fucking snipey,
snipe, snipe.

Are you with us or not, man?

No, dude, I...
I don't blame you, man.

I mean, planet Earth's
like an all-you-can-eat buffet,

and no one's gonna stop

till we clear all
the hot plates, right?

Fine. Hit me.

If we're constructing
an intellectual barricade,

what are my weak points?

- JEFF: Ah, Steel man?
- Yeah.

Okay. Um, Steel man says,

your platform
was already divisive

and last week's upgrade
made it way worse.

And now you've inflamed
a volatile situation

and people
are using generative AI

to circulate
hyper-personalized messages,

unfalsifiable deepfakes.

Shit like named person X
goes to named area Y,

to buy named weapon

to go at named group
at named hour,

promoting genocidal
proximate attacks,

creating sectarian division
with video evidence,

massive market instability, fraud.

Yeah, I guess all that,
though, is debatable,

right, at Traam headquarters?

Look...

first time people saw a movie,

everybody ran screaming
because they thought

they were gonna get hit
by a train.

The answer to that was not,
"Stop the movies."

The answer was,

- "Show more movies."
- RANDALL: Yes.

We're gonna show users
as much shit as possible

until everyone realizes
nothing's that fucking serious.

- RANDALL: Yeah.
- Nothing means anything

and everything's funny...

- RANDALL: Exactly. Precisely.
- ...and cool.

- Funny.
- Intellectual salon.

That's why I built this place.

It's exactly
how I saw it working.

Shall we draft something?
A Brewster Proclamation?

VENIS: The one thing that would
actually be helpful

as it happens, is if people knew
that I had access to your AI.

Well, yeah, because yours
is so racist and shitty.

- (SCOFFS) Come on.
- SOUPER: Oh.

VENIS: Wow.

No, because you
fucking people-trafficked Nilo

and my whole division.

JEFF: And what they've done
for me at BILTER

is phenomenal. It's intuitive.

It... it really is. On fraud,

differentiation, fakes.
Knows a joke.

Moderation
that isn't moderation,

smart glass.

- So, sell it to me.
- RANDALL: No, no, no, no, no.

- What the fuck. Like-- Like--
- No. No deals, no meals,

- no high heels, guys.
- Yeah. No deals.

I mean-- do you even have
board approval for this?

Hmm.

JEFF:
Yeah, no, no, I get it, man.

I've got zero-shot learning

and the Essence
of Justice in a box,

and you've got, what,
4Chan on fucking acid?

- (LAUGHS) Awesome.
- JEFF: So...

I'm selling a filter
for nightmares.

That's not the kind
of business that slows down.

So, what, I'm supposed
to just give that up

- to do you a favor?
- I... I don't care.

But you get crazy rich,
cash, or stock...

Yeah.

...and it's a great partnership.

Any shape.
A strategic partnership.

JEFF: Oh, dude, fucking--
Oh, thank you, Ven.

Thank you for your...
for your strategic partnership.

- Mm!
- RANDALL: Oh, wow.

- Okay.
- Oh, oh, yeah!

I can feel the strategy
in my mouth.

Oh, my God. Is that...
is that founder energy?

Oh, where are you going, partner?

(GROANS) Oh, fuck,
you fucking partnered

all over my face.
Thank you, man. It's so good.

SOUPER: You're a very sick
person, Jeffrey.

- (LAUGHS)
- That's... that's very funny.

But let's talk, though. Yeah?

REPORTER: Violent confrontations
rocked Armenia today

after a series of
computer-generated news reports,

posted on Traam,

alleged that
Azerbaijan was preparing for

a Turkish-backed
military intervention.

Community leaders
are urging people

not to trust online
news reports,

no matter
how convincing they appear.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- (ENGINES ROARING)
- ♪ (UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Whoo!

Yeah, only black bears here.

They're very timid.

You can walk right up
to them and... and slap 'em.

- (LAUGHS)
- So beautiful you could fuck it.

RANDALL: (SIGHS)
And you're good with everything?

VENIS: Oh, yeah, I think so.

(SIGHS)

- Pressure. Pressure building.
- (CHUCKLES)

Oh, yeah.

I do think that, um,
I need Jeff's AI.

Because this pressure
is quite intense.

That's how you know

you're doing something
important.

Yeah.

Yeah, I do feel like people
are getting it, though.

The numbers,
the engagement,

which, you know,
was becoming a concern.

Hmm.

But why do people have to focus
on the little niggly-nubbins?

It's like... (CHUCKLES)
...are you people dumb?

- This has to fucking happen.
- Yeah.

You're always going
to get some people dead.

(CHUCKLES)

I mean, there will be eight
to ten cardiac arrests

- during a Super Bowl.
- Right.

- Stop the Superbowl!
- (EXHALES)

Do you believe in other people?

- I think one needs to.
- Yeah, but do you?

Eight billion people
as real as us?

- Well, obviously not. (LAUGHS)
- (LAUGHS)

He looks good, doesn't he? Ven?
His skin, it's resplendent.

He's been using it.

Slowzo. I don't know
if there's a connection.

But it's kind of wild, right?

I mean, he said he needs
to jerk off every two hours.

"A resplendent complexion."

I'm just wondering, you know,

if his buds need
to encourage him

to rest up a little bit.

Slowzo.
The burn is tough, it is.

I might actually-- No biggie,

but might actually look
to rustle up a bill chunk?

- A billion, Soups?
- Just a b-nut.

- JEFF: For a meditation app?
- Not just a meditation app.

A lifestyle super-app.

Look, man,
if you really need a chunk,

it's not my area,
but I could look at the deck.

I get it, you know,
mental health is exploding with,

you know, everything, and...

if the deck's clear,
then maybe it's a thing. Yeah.

Like, I'm not very connected
to my mother.

Oh, well, studies show
that is super important.

Yeah.

Yeah, studies show
it's super important.

I mean,
I've just lost connections

with so many people.
Nilo, Yannis,

- and even you guys. Really.
- RANDALL: Oh.

- But my mom is tough, man.
- RANDALL: Yeah.

(INHALES SHARPLY) I just feel
like if I could get us off

this fucking rock,
it would solve so much!

Well, you know,

it's a solid starter planet,
but we've outgrown it,

- no doubt.
- I just wanna get us transhuman.

- Ah.
- Like, up on grid.

- Oh. Mm!
- Tron biking around.

Digital milkshakes,
robot hand-jobs, you know?

To actually be
in Plato's Academy with Plato!

(CHUCKLES)

I just feel like
the universe is,

like, taking a...

it's like taking a grip
and it's easing me apart,

like my torso
is being levered apart

with tremendous force

and like the emptiness
of the galaxies is just,

like, rushing in.

Mm.

(SIGHS)

- Not good.
- (SIGHS)

RANDALL: Ven.

What do you think
is the timeline

on uploading
a human consciousness?

Glitchy? Ten.

If Jeff would sell me Nilo
and my guys back?

My compute? Maybe five.

Oh.

And could I--

This is going to sound dumb.

If you get the toolset
from Jeff's AI,

could I be one of the first

- to actually--
- Sure, man.

You're first in line.

We just gotta do, like, a mouse,
a pig, like, ten morons,

- and then once we're clean...
- (CHUCKLES)

...you're going digital,
Randall.

First brain on the grid.

- Oh.
- (IMITATES BEATBOXING)

♪ First brain on the grid ♪

(IMITATES BEATBOXING)

♪ First brain on the grid ♪

That's good, that's good.
That's a good song.

♪ First brain on the grid ♪

Well done.

You know, it's nice
to sing sometimes for no reason.

Oh.

- Yes. Whoo!
- VENIS: Whoo!

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- (CHUCKLES)
- (CHUCKLES) Okay. Okay.

SOUPER: Four presidents of tech!
Here on Mount Techmore.

- (CHUCKLES)
- The state of the nation

financial evaluation.

Brewsters, get yo net worths on!

- Yeah!
- Net worth!

Okay. The King of Cash.

The Marquis of Moolah...

- (BOTH LAUGH)
- ...The North Star of Net Worth.

It's Venis Parish at 220 bill.

- (CHEERING)
- VENIS: Yeah!

SOUPER: My God,
it's like writing on granite.

- RANDALL: Yeah!
- Icy!

- (RANDALL LAUGHS)
- He's a plutocrat

who's also a Plato-cat!

- Yeah!
- (LAUGHS)

- The Grand Old Duke of Dough.
- Yeah!

Randall Garrett, on 63 bill.

- Whoo!
- Hell, yeah!

- Give it to me!
- Whoo!

- (ALL CHEER)
- (GROANS) Feels good!

SOUPER: This guy,

- he's a young buck...
- Come on.

...making the big bucks.

- (HOWLING)
- His data analytics

have confounded all the critics.

- Jeff Abredazi...
- Ah.

...I have you at 38.

Oh, 59, actually.

Yeah, yeah, that's
the closest estimate right now.

It's, uh, five-nine.
Soft on either end,

but, uh, stock price
is nuts off the chaos.

Yeah, hit that right there.

- Oh, yeah!
- And now,

- the host without the most.
- (LAUGHS)

The poor relation
who still gets an invitation...

- (ALL LAUGH)
- ...the Souperman,

Hugo Van Yalk,

at a not-too-shabby 521 million.

- Million. M. M. Million!
- RANDALL: Million!

- Bravo. Bravo.
- Great.

SOUPER: All right,
everybody. Let's do this.

- Diadem for Venis.
- Yes.

SOUPER: Captain hat for Randy.

- Thank you, sir!
- (IMITATES TRUMPET)

- SOUPER: Sailor for Jeff.
- (EXHALES SHARPLY)

SOUPER: And once again,

bringing home the ladle.
Soup Kitchen.

JEFF: Ladle-oh-hoo-hoo!

RANDALL:
Soups and his enormous spoon!

- All right.
- Whoo!

There she is.

- VENIS: Own the ladle, bitch.
- SOUPER: Okay, gentlemen,
let us shout.

Mountain God Accelerator Legacy
Manifestation!

ALL: Mountain God Accelerator
Legacy Manifestation!

- (OVERLAPPING SHOUTS)
- Slowzo goes SuperApp!

- Transhuman world harmony!
- Please don’t let Hester
fuck anybody!

A more competent entity

to ensure biotech delivers
meaningful life extension,

unfettered by the dead hand
of government over-regulation!

Transhuman world harmony!

Slowzo goes super-app!

Please don't let Hester
fuck anybody!

- (ALL CHEERING, HOWLING)
- ♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

LEO:
Ven, you're gonna be hearing

something really horrible
has happened.

VENIS: Yeah, I heard.
How many were in the building?

LEO: Three to four hundred
burned alive.

EXECUTIVE: But we are now
being used by white hats

- and emergency services.
- Right. Exactly.

We're gonna be a positive.
We are a positive.

That we know.
The rest is just conjecture.

LEO: I mean, I believe we are.

It's just whether we are--

We are.

- What?
- You good?

It's just a really steep
learning curve

in regions
where we're bringing in

a lot of new users.

Yeah, no,
it sounds super steep, actually.

Yeah, people are gonna get it.

Once one Palestinian kid
sees some, like,

really fucking bananas content

from, like, one Israeli kid,
like, the right shit,

they're gonna be like,
"Hey. Okay."

And then it's all over.

Yeah, no, no, I'm sure
you'll solve Palestine,

but right now,

you've got fakes of rape gangs
in the next village.

Yeah, and also Snoopy
with a hard-on,

60-feet tall,
8K photo-real, and like,

you kinda get it. You know?

Yeah, no, I--
I'm getting it, for sure.

So, you and big, horny Snoopy
keep spreading your chaos,

and I'll make my nut
selling the guardrails.

- This is a partnership.
- (VENIS CHUCKLES)

JEFF: A lot of fucking money
in my BILTER filter.

You're a dick.

REPORTER: (ON TV) Up to
500 people are now feared dead

in this latest attack.
It seems the victims

were wrongly identified

in a manipulated
deepfake video clip

purporting to show preparations

for the desecration
of religious sites.

The victims were chased by a mob
into a community center

on the outskirts of the city,

where a number
of women and children

had already sought refuge.

- SOUPER: Unbelievable.
- RANDALL: Mm.

REPORTER: The blaze started
when Molotov cocktails

were thrown through windows
and the doors of the building

barred with abandoned cars.

(RESIDENTS SCREAMING)

A government spokesperson said
the amount of disinformation

being manufactured

has reached a level which is
overwhelming authorities,

after Traam's full global
upgrade of content creation

and messaging features.

♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(INDISTINCT CLAMOR
ON CELL PHONES)

(RAPID GUNFIRE)

(INDISTINCT CLAMOR CONTINUES)

♪ (MUSIC TURNS OMINOUS) ♪

(GUNFIRE)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

- Can you mute that, for Ven?
- VENIS: I don't give a fuck.

I just want to say,
this is not on you, Venis.

Obviously, this is not on me.
Why would you even say that?

Exactly. This is on the people
throwing the firebombs.

Should I cancel the DJ
out of respect?

JEFF: Yeah, yeah. No, I mean,
watching a machete

cut through human flesh
is tough,

but you three dancing
on a carpet is a real atrocity.

- Hmm.
- VENIS: You guys, a lot of this

isn't even real.

It's like so hyperreal
that it can't be real.

- JEFF: Uh-huh.
- You know, like,

could I have possibly asked
for better marketing?

- It's so dumb. Look at the fire.
- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)

- SOUPER: Mm-hmm.
- (NOTIFICATION PINGS)

Uh, guys,
I seem to have a new number.

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

SOUPER: Holy shit.

Dude, that's a very
chunky number.

- Well done.
- ♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

RANDALL:
Shall we open champagne?

Nah, nah, nah, we don't--
This is not a champagne moment.

RANDALL: Jeff's net worth
is officially greater than mine,

and it would be perverse

not to celebrate
his perspicuity.

- JEFF: No, it's--
- Soups, fetch the hat!

- JEFF: This is not appropriate.
- RANDALL: Fetch the hat!

- Dude.
- RANDALL: Fetch the hat, Soup!

Don't get the hat.
I don't want the hat, dude.

- This is not--
- Oh! Jeffrey, congratulations.

You saw your edge.
Open the champagne.

JEFF: Off... off all the chaos,
it's... it's gross.

I got mixed feelings
on this one, guys.

I mean, I'm sitting on the cure
to info cancer

while everybody dies.
It's weird.

Ah.

He is now
the second-ranking Brewster,

and I, for one, celebrate that.

- Open the champagne!
- JEFF: I... I don't want to.

RANDALL:
Open the champagne, Jeff!

Oh, come on.
So, I... I leapfrogged

some telecoms guy in Thailand,
and... and it's-- And you?

You don't need to be
a fucking prick about it!

(LAUGHS) Come here.

Oh, let's...
let's have some champagne.

- Just kidding. (LAUGHS)
- (CORK POPS)

- VENIS: Congratulations, Jeff.
- RANDALL: Here we are,

- here we are.
- Yeah. You cracked the top ten.

It's... it's all theoretical.

- (SIGHS)
- (CLEARS THROAT)

Cheers. To Jeff.

- RANDALL: To Jeff.
- To Jeff.

It's all theoretical.

- No, it's all theoretical.
- Yeah.

It doesn't matter. You taking it
so seriously makes me think

that you have perhaps ascribed

more meaning to it
than you should?

- Hmm? Yes?
- VENIS: Not real.

Heads don't explode like that.

- Heads don't explode like that?
- No.

How do heads explode?

VENIS:
Heads don't really explode.

Guys, you do know
that it's okay to laugh

at how bad and fake
some of this stuff is, yes?

Ven, I'm on a live stream.

You want me to jump in the chat,
ask them to stop pillaging?

Uh, a man just machine-gunned
his neighbor

- for wet wipes in Kentucky.
- (LAUGHS)

What we have is toxic,

- not terminal.
- That's funny.

Yeah, I asked them
to knock it off,

but the people in the chat

are so pro-pillage
at this point.

But, Jeff, if you talk to Misha

and your board announces
that they're helping,

doesn't all of this
move forward?

You want me to talk to Misha?
Are... are you guys

- peer pressuring me?
- No, no, no.

JEFF: Well, no, are you gonna
make me get, like, a...

a tattoo and start smoking?
I mean, what happened to,

"No deals,
no meals, no high heels?"

VENIS: Sell me
your fucking BILTER filter.

It's good for you
and it's good for me.

Is this why you came?
To put the squeeze on?

You know, Ven, why don't you
just dial some dials, man?

Why don't you tweak
something on your end?

VENIS: Oh, tweak? I'll tweak.

Yeah? Make some
little fuckin' tweaks.

Make me
a little fuckin' tweak, bitch.

- JEFF: Yeah.
- You know what I think, honestly?

I think, pedal
to the fucking metal.

I'm negotiating with four
hyper-scale data centers,

so nothing is stopping this.

I say we just push through.
Let's fucking go!

- JEFF: Yeah?
- RANDALL: Yeah.

Let's fucking go!

- Whoo!
- VENIS: Come on!

Yeah, man!

The worse the disease,
the more valuable the cure.

- Let's just fucking go, huh?
- Whoo!

- RANDALL: Let's fucking go.
- JEFF: Let's just fucking go.

- Let's fucking go!
- JEFF: All right, dude, go.

- VENIS: Whoo!
- SOUPER: Are you seeing this?

- JEFF: What the fuck?
- Uh.

Argentina's just... just chaos.
Argentina's going.

Central Bank went cuckoo
for Cocoa Puffs.

- Uh, yeah.
- RANDALL: What we're seeing

is hyperinflation
in the Global South

and a credit crunch
in the North.

Yeah, but, you know,
maybe if you're in Ecuador,

everything's groovy, huh, Ven?

- (CUE HITTING BALL)
- Yeah, Ecuador seems...

Ecuador seems fine.
No, Ecuador's fucked.

Shit, that's so sad.

Well, let's just look east now
to Peru and hope she withstands.

(PHONE LINE RINGING)

Hey, is...
is anyone getting anything

from the Mayan peninsula?

Uh, Hester's not picking up.

RANDALL: Oh, she's probably
just gone to bed early.

With a couple of warlords
and a mariachi band.

(VENIS LAUGHING)

Yeah, yeah, right, right.

They're, like,
fucking her with a maraca.

That's...
that's always really funny.

- Yeah, she's with other guys.
- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)

RANDALL: I'm just razzing.

JEFF: Okay, this is Dave
and... and Roddy.

The-- It's the Prez.

The... the President
wants to speak to us.

- Sure.
- JEFF: No, no, us, Ven.

VENIS: Now? What's he gonna say?

(PHONE LINE RINGING)

I... I don't know. We're--

- You concerned, or...
- VENIS: No, I'm not concerned.

- Okay.
- OPERATOR: Mr. Abredazi,

- Fine. Sure.
- ...I'll have the President
for you momentarily.

- Is he there?
- JEFF: We're holding.

(HOLD TONE BEEPING)

- Woo! President. Spooky.
- (LAUGHS)

In terms of catering, do you
still imagine we'll be playing?

Because I have
a six-man line-caught turbot.

"No deals,
no meals, no high heels."

- Come on.
- It's not a meal.

It's a picking fish.

JEFF: What? What the fuck?
What's a picking fish, dude?

This is poker night.

There's no...
no staff, no chefs.

This is supposed to be,
like, club sandwiches,

heart attack burgers,
chicken buckets.

- This...
- (HOLD TONE BEEPING)

...this does not feel cool,
the Prez hold-fucking me.

Like, what could
he possibly have to say?

I mean... I--
Maybe it's the Balkans?

It's really
quite a magnificent turbot.

Look, it doesn't matter
what he says.

- It's what we say.
- ♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Because, really,
it's a very good possibility

we are in a moment of tremendous
creative destruction.

Great turning.

Mesopotamia at T-minus 5000...

urbanization,
domesticated animals,

and the accumulation
of tradable surpluses.

Movable type. The wheel.

Nations are teetering,
politically and economically,

and I think that we play a role.

I'm gonna put that
motherfucking bottom feeder

on steam.

RANDALL: Do we take over
a couple of failing nations?

Show people how it's done?

To one or more fragile or failed
Western Hemisphere states, say,

Argentina, Venezuela, or Cuba,

we intellectually,
ah, and financially

back a rolling swap out
to crypto-network states.

Populations love it
and it snowballs.

- Simple, simple, simple.
- VENIS: That is where this goes.

Creative destruction.
Arab Spring.

Maybe we do look
at El Salvador as a dry run.

You know, just to double click
on Argentina,

the banks, the streets,
it's definitely going.

Oh, that's sad.

I have a house there,
in Buenos Aires.

Wait, no, I sold it.

VENIS: You know,
maybe we send you.

- Did I?
- Souper?

To, like, president,
not president Argentina.

Uh, that's an actual country.

Maybe we start in Panama,
or buy St. Barts.

It's very small, Jeff.
De minimis.

RANDALL:
We could probably buy Haiti.

Fifteen mill residents?

A thou each to relocate.

Fifteen bill U.S.,
I could eat that.

Yeah, I don't know
if I wanna go to Haiti.

A lot of starch,
a lot of 'quakes.

You're not. You're going
to Argentina, Souperman.

Seriously, let's get a chopper,
a plane, crisis PR outfit,

notify the central bank,
the military,

in case we're sending someone
to Buenos Aires.

- How's your Spanish?
- How's his English?

I don't know if I wanna run
Argentina on my own.

Not off the back
of a major construction project.

- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)
- ♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Oh, man, uh,
Mayor of Paris assassinated?

(LAUGHS) Fake.

No, dude, they've got
like nine angles of this.

- Eat shit, Zapruder.
- That's tough.

RANDALL: There's 300,000 people
in Red Square.

VENIS: Real.
Guys, I can't switch this off.

Right? This is like
when it gets really good.

You get this
compound distillation effect

to the content.

You can't just, like, halt
a slave revolt halfway, right?

- (HOLD TONE BEEPING)
- VENIS: We still waiting
on the White House?

My view,
and it's essentially Hegelian,

is that the whole of history

operates on the
"Fuck! What? Cool!" principle.

Fuck, bronze! What? Oh, cool.

Civilization. Fuck, iron.
What? Oh, cool, empire.

Fuck, industrial production!
What? Oh, cool,

surplus value
and material happiness.

Oh, now do slavery.
Like, "Fuck, I'm a slave.

What? I'm still a slave." Like--

RANDALL:
The lesson in history is,

everything is always cool,
so long as you get there.

- Randall's Law.
- No. (LAUGHS)

- I don't...
- SOUPER: Yeah.

...I don't want a law
named after me. That's stupid.

It's simply a theory,
Hegelian in origin.

I... I do think
it'll become a law, man. I do.

(RANDALL TUTS)

VENIS:
A lot of Parisians are saying

this is basically fine.

You know, preferred, even.

There's gonna be lumps
in the supply chain.

Unilever, Nestle, the stocks.
It's... It's wild.

RANDALL: We have
plenty of calories stockpiled.

Western countries have strategic
commodity reserves.

Canola oil, lard,
frozen orange juice,

- blah, blah, blah.
- If anyone would like

to give me a hand
with these cold cuts?

Uh, no, I... I'm good.
I'll just have a canola oil,

lard, and frozen
orange juice sandwich.

- RANDALL: Ah. Okay.
- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)

JEFF: Oh. Uh, okay.

Guys, have you seen
Turkey and Armenia?

The... the fake calls?

They've undeclared war,
but units are still mobilized.

The streets do not look good.
This is really bad.

- This could be cool.
- RANDALL: It could be cool.

It could really be turning
into a moment.

- Mm-hmm.
- In terms of?

- Where it all comes out.
- Mm.

All of the fucking hatreds.
All this resentment.

Like, a slightly gnarly

but eventually highly cathartic
draining of all this poison,

historical, ethnic,
racial, religious--

It's... it's a great
turning of the wheel.

I think that's why
I'm so excited

about these atrocities.

JEFF: No, sure,
they're... they're exciting.

RANDALL: Mm, I'm thinking
about all the people

who aren't killing each other.

- Order of magnitudes higher.
- Mm-hmm.

It's good for the ecosystem,
a controlled burn.

No, I see it, I do. I just--

You know, there's the thing
about the people

- being buried alive.
- JEFF: Mm, "The thing."

Yeah, sure. I mean,
we might have to hack the hate.

Hack the hate?

Bretton Woods crumbles.
(CLEARS THROAT)

The fiat currencies wane.

- The blockchain prevails.
- (CAN HISSING)

Thank you. Are we the Bolsheviks

of a new techno world order
that starts tonight?

VENIS: Souper...

(LIGHT THUD)

...this ugly fucking death trap

might have just become
humanity's global HQ.

- WHW, White House West.
- Communication, logistics?

Military, software, infrastructure?

Financial. AI.
Meditation, miscellaneous.

And what, we go Argentina,
Paraguay, Chile,

or do we go Haiti, Cuba,
Panama, Mexico?

Great question.
South to North, right?

Caracas by Christmas.
Also, on these side plates,

we're gonna reuse them,
if that's cool.

- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)
- JEFF: Uh, Ven,

the President,
he's ready. He wants you,

but do you want me
to lay the groundwork, or...

I'll... I'll...
I'll just set it up for you.

What the fuck, Jeff?
I mean, he's just a dude.

Fucking arrangement of carbon.
I got this.

(JEFF SCOFFS)

- Cool.
- SOUPER: Say hi for me.

He'll remember.

Okay.

Pretty important carbon.

♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

BERRY: (ON PHONE)
They're panicky,
and you're gonna hear that

- when you talk to him.
- No, he's into this.

BERRY: Yeah, they like the vibe,
but they don't like...

There's been a lot
of continental U.S. incidents.

Attacks. Real, fake, reprisals.
It feels out of control.

The NSC wants a circuit breaker.
I'm connecting. You good?

Yep.

(PHONE LINE DIALING)

Mr. President?
(CLEARS THROAT) Hey, what's up?

♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

He had some
poorly informed criticisms.

- They got to him. He's scared.
- Hmm.

The President's
a really nice guy and a friend,

- but he's a simpleton.
- VENIS: What I wonder,

given their wobbles,
is do we just get upstream,

leverage our hardware,
software, data,

scale this up,
and coup-out the U.S.?

(CLEARS THROAT)

"Coup-out the U.S."?
That's a pretty fat enchilada.

I think I'll have an egg.

A simple hen's egg mit Salz.

Yes.

A coup, like,
a coup d'etat coup?

- The U.S.?
- VENIS: It would be challenging.

- JEFF: Yeah.
- VENIS: Mew-mew-mew.

"Techno-autocrats
have stolen my NPR."

Oh, but then guess what?

Schools are working,
and crime's way down

and, oh, my God.
I think I like these guys?

I think I wanna fuck these guys.

JEFF: And... and we're talking
about the U.S., right?

With the military,
the aircraft carriers,

the Marines, and--

How do we take them on exactly?
We slap them with Soup's turbot?

I'm... I'm pretty
deeply embedded

in terms of hardware, software,

- payment rails, wages.
- JEFF: Uh-huh.

Yeah. Right. What military
operational capability

does the U.S. state have
absent our co-operation?

If we went bad goblin?

If I pulled the plug?
Opened the back door?

Nothing flies, nothing moves.

Uncle Sam is left
with a few unpaid grunts

- and their pea-shooters.
- Yeah, we'd swarm them

with their own kill drones
in 20 minutes.

Say, us plus Mike,
Roddy on the inside,

- Sam, Jerry, and D.?
- God!

- This could happen.
- Yeah.

Like, we could actually do this.

SOUPER: Shall I call NSA Roddy?

He's spicy. I have a direct line
to the White House.

Everyone has a direct line
to the White House.

You just need to have a phone.

I have a very direct line
to the White House.

It goes straight through.

- VENIS: Randall?
- RANDALL: Hmm.

Would you consider
taking a role as--

I would not want to act
as president, even interim.

No? But you... you never got
your flowers, really.

I've had my flowers.
I feel very well recognized.

No, no, no, no, no. What,
I want a library named after me?

(SCOFFS)

- No. Don't wanna be president.
- Let us cook.

And we're sure we'd be better
at running the world?

'Cause, Randall, I do think

you're boiling an egg
with no water.

I have other concerns
right now, Jeff.

Marcus Aurelius never had
to boil his own egg, hmm?

JEFF: I... I don't know, did he?
You grew up with him, right?

Hmm.

Souperman? What's...

- SOUPER:
Is there no water coming out?
- RANDALL: No.

(LAUGHS)

That's weird. There's no water.
Why is the-- The water's down?

Shitty pressure in your,
low-ping defective home, Soups?

SOUPER: No, no, no.
It's not the pressure, Jeff.

The pressure is excellent.

I get bruises
when I take a shower.

Eighty PSI.

Faucets like riot cannons.
No, there's something-- Is--

Did they disconnect my water?

RANDALL: Could be targeted.
Absolutely could be targeted.

Yeah, yeah. Uh, China is trying
to dehydrate us.

If I was China,

would I be targeting
the smartest men in America?

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

- "Yes, I would."
- SOUPER: Look, put it this way.

Have the French
got the Canadians

to tell the state
to cut off my water?

Is this because of
the mayor of Paris? Paula!

Sorry. Can anyone hear
a high-pitched noise?

Like one that you can't hear?
Sub-audible?

Because they have
a frequency now

that just straight out
makes you shit your pants.

Really? Do you find

that they're playing that
for you increasingly

- when you shop at CVS or...
- What's that?

You know, when you go to CVS
to get your meds

- and they forget--
- Fuck off.

No, dude, I'm... I'm... I'm--

Fuck off! Fuck off!
Fuck off! Fuck off! Fuck off!

(CHUCKLES)
I'm just... I'm... I'm...

I'm being a...
a... a Brewster. I'm razzing.

VENIS: Guys!

How do we feel
about all the glass?

Too much?
I wonder if I did too much.

No, the Republican Guard
are pissed.

I would feel happier
away from all the glass.

The literal Republican Guard?
Like, the Iranian one?

What, you...
you think they're in Utah?

- Came for Sundance?
- Huge downside risk.

Easy. Downstairs.

We don't want any shrapnel
getting in the sliders.

Let's go.
Come on, come on, come on.

There's a bunker downstairs.
Hunker in the bunker!

- ♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- JEFF: I don't understand

why we're walking away
from the sliders.

(SIGHS) I just thought
the one lane is shabby.

RANDALL: Oh, wow.

Uh, Randy,
did we say you for the Fed?

Or for Argentina, Souper?
Or who's doing Argentina?

I can handle the Fed.

Plus Argentina,
Uruguay, and Paraguay.

Wow. Yet you destroyed a chain
of regional coffee shops

in under six months?

- (PINS CRASHING)
- RANDALL: Running a...

running a country
like Paraguay is easier

than breaking into a mature
consumer sector, Jeff.

Yeah, I would seriously
rather fix sub-Saharan Africa

than launch
a Sweetgreen challenger

in the current market.

Maybe not too much
fruit bowling,

in terms of the mechanism?

That's a fruit.
A melon is a fruit.

All right.
I mean, fuck it, I guess.

The only thing to say is,
do we think

the Western Hemisphere
is a little meager?

Kind of used up? I mean,
it's big, but what is it?

Yeah, just an ass-load
of Amazon boxes

chugging around
'50s infrastructure.

Bunch of cold burritos
getting DoorDashed to deadbeats.

You coup-out Western Hemisphere,

you hopscotch, Maghreb,
Saudi, Iran. Asia?

The CCP is a 500-pound gorilla,

in terms
of the global protectorate.

What are the strategic
and tactical weaknesses

of the Chinese regime?

Hmm. Thinky, thinky,
lovely thinky.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, yes.

Can I just say,

- this is just way fucking cool.
- ♪ (MELLOW MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

I mean, I wanted us
to have a nice weekend

and events, you know,
I mean, turned a little dark.

But if we take down China,
end the nation state.

(WHISPERS)
Now, we're making memories.

Yeah, it's just so much better
to do one big upgrade

on the whole world
than walking around

with fucking patches,
"Solving malaria."

SOUPER:
Yeah. "Oh, I'm an old man

and I solved malaria.
Here, loads more Africans."

VENIS: "Thanks for
all the extra Africans,

really loving those!"

We're here, guys. We're here.

We literally have the resources,
the mental capacity,

the foresight to--

Well, it would be ludicrous
to say to "Take over the world,"

but in layman's terms,
"To take over the world."

Get the rare
earth minerals moving,

stop the shillyshallying, Jeff,

Ven, little cooperation,
unleash the AIs.

We could honestly get post-human
in half a decade.

Eternal life of endless comfort
for trillions.

- SOUPER: Classic weekend.
- (RANDALL CHUCKLES)

And nanotech, Randy?

Does that really open the door
to smallification?

Ten minutes after we get
artificial general intelligence,

we will have nano-folk, period.

My God, we can all get tiny
and live inside each other.

- (RANDALL LAUGHS)
- I know you're kidding,

but one of us
has to stay big, right?

If we're all
gonna live inside...

- Yeah, I stay big.
- ...someone else, right?

I stay big, and you guys,
and Sabre all live inside me.

Oh, man,
that's living the dream, dude.

Us living in your bowels?
Thank you.

- VENIS: Okay. Yeah.
- Ven,

I'm getting messaged
to ask if you know

that the EU
is going to block you?

Oh, is France gonna send

their top tech guys
to come for me,

when they get back
from fucking lunch?

RANDALL: Maybe we tit for tat.

Take down Western Europe
as a show of force?

What, grids? Yeah, you could.

- A brownout?
- Easy peasy.

The great thing about me
is that, I know everyone

and I can do everything.

(CHANTS) Rolling brownout,

- rolling brownout...
- (CHANTS) Rolling brownout,

- rolling brownout...
- ...rolling brownout,

- rolling brownout...
- ...rolling brownout.

- ...rolling brownout.
- Rolling brownout. Now, wait.

- Ah, here we go.
- Is France the one?

Or Belgium.
Those chocolatey assholes.

- Hey, Grandpa, your light is on.
- Hmm.

SOUPER: Now, one thing
we should probably discuss

is people's mental health.

- Yeah?
- SOUPER: I mean,

just as AI takes
all the employment ops

and money withers,
singularity by Christmas.

You want people
going fully-online

in good mental health.

Oh, my God.
Soups, are you pitching?

Well, I'm just saying,
Jeff is in,

and right now
might be a really great time

for some smart investors
to drop a b-nut.

- Jeff's in on Slowzo?
- No.

- Jeff's in?
- No. No, I... I said

that I would look at a deck.

This is incredibly sweaty,
Soups.

- (LAUGHS)
- I'm... I'm just excited.

- And you actually, you know--
- How are you gonna juggle

a meditation app and being
President of Argentina?

- It's a lifestyle super-app...
- JEFF: Oh, okay.

...and we're looking into
posture correction, therapy,

and a brand-new color.

- A brand-new color?
- SOUPER: Yeah.

Oh, my God, yeah, okay, I'm in.

What the fuck
is wrong with you, dude?

- (SIGHS)
- (CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

JEFF: Hey,
did you bang your head

in your super slippery home?

- SOUPER: Ven?
- Yeah?

SOUPER: Board Chair Janine
flew in, is at the bottom gate

and is asking for access.
What's the play?

VENIS: Uh, she probably
just came to say,

"Thank you, Mr. Venis,

for making engagement
go boom-boom."

(PIN ROLLING, CRASHING)

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

I'm gonna rub one out
before my meet.

SOUPER: Good move.
Tactical cum-shedding.

- (CELL PHONE VIBRATES, CHIMES)
- SOUPER: Smart.

RANDALL: I sent some messages.

The Argentinians are ready.

SOUPER: (SIGHS) Can I just say,
this is all happening

incredibly quickly,

just in terms
of my rise to power.

Even just to talk to my parents
would be great. Fuck. Wild.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)
You're on, Eva Perón.

SOUPER: Buenos Aires!
This is Mountainhead.

Do you receive?
I'm Hugo Van Yalk.

So, who's who of the coup?

(MACHINERY CLANKING)

- How was that? Good guys?
- Um, intense guys.

We really got into it, you know?
Radical transparency playbook.

All relatively straightforward,
but yeah.

Did you know
nine Latin American presidents

have been assassinated
since the war?

- Hmm.
- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)

Janine?

Yeah, board troubles.
Janine told my Misha.

- Big board, big rumbles.
- RANDALL: Okay.

Brownout. Grid down in Belgium.

I mean,
you've interfered with what,

30 percent
of the electrical output?

RANDALL:
Even with back-up generators,

there'll be some ICU incubators
hurting somewhere.

Oh. Gee, let's hope so.

Yeah, gotta show
those little three-pounders

- who's boss, huh?
- (CHUCKLES)

What's she saying?
She looks pissed.

- JEFF: Mm-hmm.
- RANDALL: Yeah, right.

Like they're gonna touch him.

I don't like to be threatened.

Okay, no one is threatening you,
but as I understand it,

about ten minutes
after we turn it on,

his BILTER AI can just,
if people want, if they want,

tell everyone
what's real and what's not.

Fine. If that is a feature
that people are interested in,

it's fine. I have...

a deal. Jeff wants to make
a deal. It's just timeline.

- Berry?
- BERRY: Yeah?

- Get me Sabre here.
- BERRY: Okay.

- We good?
- We're good.

- VENIS: Thank you.
- ♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(CAR ENGINE RUMBLES)

- (GUNFIRE ECHOING ON PHONE)
- (INDISTINCT CLAMOR)

- VENIS: Hey.
- NANNY: Hi.

I'll bring him right out.

- You did explain...
- (CAR DOOR CLOSING)

...that we're pushing his nap
by an hour or two?

- NANNY: Um, yeah.
- Is he happy?

- NANNY: Yeah.
- 'Cause he can counter.

- I'm open to a counter. Hey.
- Okay.

(SOFTLY) There you go.

Hi. Yeah.

Hey, can you give me

- some space?
- NANNY: Oh, sure.

Hi. I was going nuts,
but Daddy's gonna be okay.

I'm doing it all for you.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

That's nice, isn't it?

Hmm. I mean, it's sweet.

Guys? Yo.

- Hey.
- RANDALL: Hey.

SOUPER: Come check this out.

Oh, man.

SOUPER:
Are those my chess pieces?

Dude, this is kind of sad.

SOUPER: I mean,
it's better than nothing.

JEFF: Is it?

- RANDALL: Mm.
- Isn't it?

RANDALL: Ah, it's fine.

(SIGHS)

NANNY: Say, "Bye, Dada." Okay.

- (SABRE COOING)
- Wait. Hold on.

Hey.

(WHISPERS) Thank you for coming
to say hi to Daddy.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Guys, this is the worst

- I've ever seen him, I think.
- Mm. Mm-mm.

(SIGHS)

JEFF: Okay,
he's picked a fight with a tree.

SOUPER: Yeah. It looks like
we got ourselves a tree fight.

RANDALL: It’s smart.

Gotta have a release.
Very smart.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(GRUNTS)

Fuck. (SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(INSTRUCTOR SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY OVER TV)

- (INSTRUCTOR CONTINUES SPEAKING)
- Hey, Papa Bear.

You, uh, you got a minute?

Come on down, Jeffrey!

Join the fun!

You think Ven's okay?

So, you are not going
to do a deal?

(CHUCKLES)

I mean, it's a little galling
for me to pimp my baby

because Ven got strung out

and went live
with a janky model.

RANDALL: Because if you did,
I think he could get us there.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Your BILTER AI, his compute.

He could get us
post-human in five.

- JEFF: In five.
- Hmm?

- JEFF: Cool. Yeah, maybe.
- Yes.

So, all our bodies
hung up on clotheslines

doing Stairmasters?

- (RANDALL CHUCKLES)
- Us just, like,

electrons squirting
round the grid?

- Exactly.
- Yeah. You stiff, Papa Bear?

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

You know
I love him like a brother.

- Mm-hmm.
- But first principles,

I'm on the rise,
he's a melting iceberg.

And the update is a Hail Mary.

Just keeping
our timber dry, yeah?

- Mm-hmm.
- Papa Bear level.

Sure.

You're worried about him, right?
I mean, all the scratching,

the vampire hours,
us living inside him.

- (CHUCKLES)
- Remember that part?

- Mm-hmm.
- Him cage fighting a tree?

You're good for him.
You know, you keep him straight,

intellectually, morally,

but you're not
gonna be around forever.

- (BREATHES DEEPLY)
- And...

I-- Just when you go,
I am... I'm worried.

And...

Before Venis pushes things,
war crimes...

Mm-hmm.

...I think you,
or we, talk to folks.

Such as?

Such as maybe we talk
to his board.

- (SMACKS LIPS) Ah.
- JEFF: Little board combo...

♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

...might be--
Maybe Ven just takes a week

- or a month or six months...
- Mm-hmm.

...a couple of years.

You were his first investor,
Randall.

You go out
knowing you did the right thing.

And I believe in it all.

- RANDALL: Mm-hmm.
- I really do.

Bootstrap
to a corporate monarchy,

cyber-state it
to the singularity.

Eat the chaos.

But right now,
we are having a lot of fun

with the dollars in our houses
and bodies.

The nation state.

What if the old girl's got
another 20 left in her, yeah?

They're not all
Neanderthals in DC.

We... we could keep them tight.

It's good eatings
and rich pickings.

- This is just Brewster talk.
- Oh, sure, sure.

- Sure, sure, sure. Yeah, yeah.
- It's just-- Yeah. Yeah.

- (BREATHES DEEPLY)
- JEFF: Ven steps back,

whoever you help choose,
slides in.

- Okay.
- JEFF: Cools things down,

and then we're drinking
piña coladas,

watching the market rally.

- It... it could be good. Yeah.
- Let me think. Let me think.

- (CELL PHONE BUZZING)
- Uh.

Sorry, this is, uh--
This might be Hester. Um.

Yeah, Lena.

Oh, man. Shit. Um.

Yeah, things are getting
out of hand, Randy.

I think Hester's in trouble.

Lena. Can we just get,
uh, two guys on Hester?

Eyes on her all the time?

Uh, just...
just so I know she's okay.

Just very discreet.

Just for personal safety.
It's not creepy.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC BUILDING) ♪

SOUPER: It's very interesting
about the power station,

but I... I think
that I'd like to go back

to what I was talking about,
which is Slowzo.

We're in the process
of a giant upheaval,

in terms of big investments,

you might want to be
a part of that.

It has a new color.

You'd have
a very relaxed population,

a very docile population.
Uh, sorry.

- I'm getting sidetracked--
- RANDALL: Souper,

may I speak with you
privately, please?

Five. Cinco. Yeah, guys?

And then I've got
some really exciting ideas

about your public sector
pensions.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON SCREEN)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

RANDALL: How are you doing?

SOUPER: Uh, yeah, good.

Uh, I feel good about Argentina.

We're talking about using
a pop star as my front man.

They want me to invest
in a power station,

- which seems a little--
- Mm-hmm.

Because I think
we need to come up

with a plan to kill Jeff.

- I'm sorry, what the fuck?
- Well, obviously not kill Jeff.

That's just the "galaxy brain"
move is to kill Jeff.

So, we should work back
from there and find a solution

that has the same outcome
as killing Jeff,

that obviously doesn't involve

- the killing of Jeff.
- Right.

RANDALL: "Killing Jeff"
is just a placeholder.

I'm obviously not talking
about literally killing Jeff.

Right, right.
Right, of course, yeah.

And where did you--
How did you come to this?

Right, well, he is a traitor.
And he wants to stop the future

and someone needs to stop him
from being... (SMACKS LIPS)

well, basically from being.

And so I was thinking,

how do you stop someone
from being?

Well, maybe you scoop
out their brain

and put it in a box
and shoot it into orbit.

These are the things
that I was considering.

Hmm.

Can I be honest?

This is very disturbing to me.

He wants Venis's board
to push him out

and he wants to share
his AI toolset

with the government
so they can regulate.

He is a decell with crazy P doom
and zero risk tolerance.

Okay, but couldn't you
just talk to him?

Maybe. But the four sigma IQ
move is, take him out.

Come on, man.

I wanted us to have
a really nice weekend.

- Now, we're gonna kill Jeff?
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hey, I got your message.
What's going on?

- Hello.
- Come on.

Hold on to your hat, cowboy.

- (RANDALL SIGHS)
- Come on in.

Sorry, is this your room?

Hmm? No. I mean, yeah, it is,
but it's bigger than it looks.

- In what sense?
- Uh.

Technically,
it's the biggest room

- in the house.
- Did you room-cuck yourself?

Randy wants to kill Jeff.

- What?
- RANDALL: No! No, no, no, no.

I'm just outlining ways
of stopping Jeff

with absolutely no priors.

- Tell me more.
- (SNICKERS)

RANDALL: He is planning
to have your board push you out.

(SIGHS)

- You are fucking kidding.
- RANDALL: He will never sell.

He is a decelerationist
and a snake.

And, Soups, he lied to you

about investing in Slowzo,
for leverage.

He wants to stop
a new world from being born.

- VENIS: So?
- RANDALL: So, I was thinking,

I thought, if he was gone,
we can figure out how later,

if he was gone, his team,
Misha and Jamal, they're smart.

- VENIS: Mm-hmm
- They get it.

- If he was suddenly gone...
- Misha would back you.

RANDALL: Well...

Experience,
status, stature, smarts.

RANDALL: Get your hands
on Jeff's AI, yes?

With your infrastructure? Boom.

- VENIS: God.
- AGI. Boom.

Nano. Biotech, life extension.
Money withers,

computers host
the minds of billions

of fully-realized
sentient beings.

SOUPER: Okay.
But just, as we blue-sky,

aren't there other ways
to get rid of him?

Like... (MUMBLES)
...an open letter?

What's more of an open letter
than killing him?

I'm sorry, Randall, you're--
We're saying not killing him.

(MUMBLES)

VENIS: My mind is totally open.
But he would never allow this,

nor would
his corporate structures,

while alive.

He also threatened to go public
about the Manibesto

and the "frosted Pop-Tart
of Paolo Alto."

- Yeah?
- So, we jerked on a Pop-Tart

and Souper ate it?
What's the big deal?

Of course. No biggie.

Hmm.

However, I do feel that if,

you know, a networked utopia
of unlimited freedom and life

were being held hostage
by one individual,

then perhaps he should be,
as you say, place-holdered?

I mean,
what would you call someone

who tried to stop
the advent of what,

by any traditional definition,
you would have to call heaven?

A dick.

One old-fashioned word
would be "the devil."

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- We are definitely white hat.
- Mm-hmm.

Okay. I can see the logic.
And just to say it out loud,

killing someone's
hella fucking cool.

Killing someone is badass.

- It is primal.
- It's primal as fuck.

"I don't like you.
You are a problem.

- Goodbye."
- (CLICKS TONGUE) Yeah.

What about moral issues?

SOUPER: Randall?
Moral issues? Any?

Hmm. Well, yes. Of course,

in terms of natural law,
or even common law,

it's essentially
global self-defense,

but in a Platonic
or a Kantian sense,

the categorical imperative
is for us to do our duty, so...

I think that might be
a misreading of Kant.

Oh, yeah? Because I take Kant
really fucking seriously!

♪ (MUSIC STOPS) ♪

- (BREATHES DEEPLY)
- VENIS: On utilitarian grounds,

if we agree
that the greatest happiness

for the greatest number
occurs in the absence of Jeff,

then logically
the question is not

"Why would we kill Jeff?"
But, "Why wouldn't we?"

RANDALL: Hmm. If we are serious
about eliminating Jeff,

- (URINE TRICKLING)
- I think, morally,

I personally would have
to be able to prove

on first principles
that his death would save

a net multiplicity
of future lives.

- Can we run a model?
- RANDALL: Hmm.

- SOUPER:
(SHOUTING) Brian is fast.
- Ah, yes, but discreet.

Uh, model it not for Jeff
but for some

fungible human asset
identical to Jeff.

- VENIS: Hmm.
- (TOILET FLUSHES)

- SOUPER: You know what?
- (WATER SPRAYS)

The more I think about it,

- this is really fucking cool.
- It's really not even that hard.

- Humans are very fragile.
- And I'm full Krav Maga.

You know, you can break
someone's neck like a pretzel.

RANDALL: He doesn't
even really care about the,

in fact, relatively few people
who are getting burned.

Who may or may not even exist.

SOUPER: Now,

are we at all worried
if we got him killed that,

like, and this...
this crazy talk,

but could, like, you know,

a policeman from Snowbird,
drive up here

in his police car, like...
(IMITATES POLICE SIREN)

...and be all like,
"What's this?"

That would--
I know it would never happen,

but that's what's in my head.

Hmm. What about a pardon?

SOUPER: I think we could get
a presidential pardon.

What about a pre-pardon?

Ooh. Yes. I think
we could get pre-pardoned.

Could we call--

Could you reach out
to NSA Roddy?

(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Let's call Dave

and just simply be like,

"Look, Dave, we're thinking
of killing a guy."

- RANDALL: Yeah.
- SOUPER: Yeah. No.

No, we say... we... we say,

"We're reaching out
because we see a path

through this current situation,
uh, but it, you know,

requires
an extra-judicial execution.

Is that a matter
you could help us with?"

Yeah, Dave will get that.

And assuming this models well,
how do we, like, you know...

- "get the job done"?
- ♪ (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

The straightest line,

three armed thugs
in a wet room.

VENIS: Yes, shoot him

and get all the blood
out of him,

just, you know, in terms of,

if he were to be flown
to Montana,

re-upped in a clinic.

Mash his brain
in a nutribullet...

- We could drink it.
- VENIS: Souper. Come on, man.

Yeah, let's...

SOUPER:
Sorry, it was a spicy one.

Uh, and just to same page it,
afterwards,

what would our...
"our story" be, so to speak?

VENIS:
I think the official story

should just be,
you know, "He died."

Hmm. It's true. He died.
I like it. He died.

"What happened to Jeff?"
"Jeff died." Well...

Obviously,
people will ask, "How?"

- Suddenly.
- Okay. If we step this out,

if the numbers work,
the guys kill Jeff.

We announce,
"He died, suddenly."

- Mm-hmm.
- We fly to Argentina,

Dubai, Singapore,
and helm the rest

of the crisis from a seven-star?

I can control
the narrative with Traam.

- Hmm.
- SOUPER: Yeah, right.

I'm sorry,
can he fucking see us?

Come on. Follow me.
Follow me. Follow me.

(DOOR OPENING)

Soups, do you have any security
that you could task?

I mean,
you know, that's a big--

I mean, "Will you kill
person X?" That's a big ask.

You know, and if they say "no,"
then it's a whole 'nother story.

In terms of Aurelian stoicism,
and legal simplicity,

the Nietzschean thing would be

to do it ourselves.

- RANDALL: Hmm.
- Us?

- VENIS: Yeah.
- Disintermediate it.

Yes, because, Soups, you said

that you could snap them
like a pretzel.

No, no, I said in theory,

theoretically,
I could snap him like a--

Anyone can snap anybody
like a pretzel,

but, guys, I don't know
about us, what are we talking...

It would have to be brutal
and swift.

- Mm-hmm.
- This is real.

Is this--
I mean, is this in theory?

VENIS: You know,
a thing that happens...

A thing that I was actually
concerned about here

is a slip and a fall.

SOUPER: Which is...
(STAMMERS) This house--

No, it's not slippery.

- Why do people keep saying that?
- RANDALL: A little wine.

- Some shrooms.
- Mm.

Pops out, out of a k-hole,

little shove,
hello, American utopia!

- Very easy.
- SOUPER: How about this?

Why don't we just eat
some cheese,

do Molly, think it over?

We might not even need
to mean to.

This could be a genuine accident
that we just don't stop.

That is an excellent way
to conceptualize it.

Guys, I don't necessarily...

JEFF: Hey, guys, poker?
Come on, let's do some drugs.

- I wanna get fucked up!
- Soups. Soups, huh? Yes?

Come on, come on.

Winner takes all,
loser has a fall.

(GASPS)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

SOUPER: Good night, ladies.
Night, Paula.

(DOOR CLOSING)

(OBJECT CLATTERS)

(GROANS)

Uh, Randall, this is--
Have you seen Mexico?

- Uh.
- JEFF: People are being named

as informants
who aren't informants.

And then
they're getting strung up

by the gangs, and then...

the... the federal police

are in just active gunfire
with the military.

RANDALL: Mm-hmm.

I think... I think
we should do something, yeah?

- Mm!
- VENIS: Jeff?

Uh-huh.

Come and look.

- Yeah, at... at what?
- The down, just d... down.

What? The down?

I can't ex-- It's hard
to explain the scenario.

It's just... it's fractals.

- Just come.
- Fractal scenario?

SOUPER: Look.

- JEFF: Hm, fractal?
- SOUPER: Watch this.

(CHUCKLES) Okay.

Stay right here, man. I want--
I wanna show you something.

- Hold on.
- (LAUGHS)

SOUPER: It's for the fractals.

JEFF: At least this looks cool.

'Cause Soups, honestly,
the UX on Slowzo,

man, it looks like shit.

I... I went on there, finally,
and the design is stressful,

like, openly stressful,

which is weird
'cause it's a relaxation app.

I don't even know
if you intend that,

like to create the stress
and then dissipate it--

Whoa! Oh! Yo!
What the fuck, dude?

- Soups!
- I thought...

JEFF: Dude, w... what?

This is
a fucking crazy drop-off, man.

You could have fucking
killed me.

- That was a joke.
- What the fuck's

- your problem, bro?
- That was a joke!

- That was a joke.
- It's not funny, man.

RANDALL:
Jeff, Jeff, are you okay?

Dude, I could have fucking died.

- Soups! Soups! Come on.
- Soups! Not cool.

- That was
a little over the edge.
Man. Not cool.

That-- I was kidding.

- That was a...
- (GROANS)

VENIS: Yeah, how do you
fucking like it. Hmm?

- Sorry.
- (RANDALL SIGHS)

(SHUSHES)

What? No! This was--
It was supposed to funny!

- JEFF: No, I...
- Brewsters, man!

- No, dude, I, uh...
- (LAUGHS)

- Yeah, okay, I need a minute.
- Dude,

- you look so scared.
- No, I need...

- I need-- I'm gonna call Hester.
- Hey...

- Don't fucking touch me.
- Don't touch him.

JEFF: Yeah, I'm tripping hard.

Sorry he did that, Jeff.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

RANDALL: (SOFTLY) Why?

- (INAUDIBLE WHISPER)
- (WHISPERS) I thought...

(WHISPERS) I thought
he would push him over the top.

We owe you an apology.

Yeah, it was not possible
at that moment.

I thought...
I thought we were all going,

and then
I thought you two stopped,

but actually... actually,
I... I... I was still--

But it looked like
I was moving and you weren't.

Does that...
does that make any sense at all?

No. You fucked me.

- I felt like a total dick.
- RANDALL: No, I...

VENIS: Are you pissed off?

SOUPER:
I'm incredibly pissed off!

- (WHISPERS) Come on.
- I guess at that moment,

I just--

I felt a stupid reluctance
to actually--

SOUPER: Do you think I'm stupid?

- Huh? "Stupid fucking Souper..."
- No. What?

"...we say it, he'll do it
because he's a fucking moron."

- RANDALL: No. No, no, no, no.
- "Send in the clown."

- I mean-- Because I try, guys.
- RANDALL: No, that's not...

- I fucking, I try, I try...
- We...

...I try, I listen
to the podcast.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

I watch the vids.
I read your books,

even the fucking
racial intelligence one...

- Mm.
- ...and I can't...

I can't do it. I simply
can't get to the next...

I can't go unicorn.
I cannot make my billion.

Okay? And...

Failure's okay, Soups.
Like, failure's part of it.

RANDALL: Hmm.

- SOUPER: Fail big.
- VENIS: Yeah.

- Fail hard.
- RANDALL: Yes.

- Fail up. Scale up.
- RANDALL: Exactly, yes.

But eventually, to succeed,
you have to not fail, right?

- Everyone likes you, Soups.
- RANDALL: Yes.

Slowzo is a very decent
little business.

Because I know everyone
and everyone likes me,

but the burn rate's horrible,
all the revenue's fucking

from people
who forget to cancel.

This place
is a fucking terrible decision.

I'm like a fucking Pharaoh,

- sitting in his tomb.
- No, Soups. No, don't.

You know
what's crazy is sometimes...

I... I... I... I think
that I'll actually end up

at a soup kitchen

and someone will ask me my name,
and I'll say, "Well...

my buddies
called me 'Soup Kitchen,'

'cause I was the poorest
billionaire in the gang."

And then I'll think, "No,

that'll probably get me
beaten up."

So, I'll just say, you know,

"My name's,
Hugo Van Yalk," but then...

That's also not gonna lead
to anywhere good,

so I just--
It... it's a lose-lose.

RANDALL: Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.

- I'm sorry, man.
- Yeah.

That wasn't...

That was you being a--
"The fucking man."

- RANDALL: That's-- Yeah.
- VENIS: And us flaking...

RANDALL:
That's true. That's true.

I wonder if tomorrow,
while we are hunting,

do we just have one of our guys

accidentally
pop him in the back?

Is that...
is that a... a good plan?

- Does that make sense?
- Like and subscribe. Soups?

Sure, whatever.

- VENIS: Great.
- I don't-- I mean, all...

all I'm thinking about
is all the...

AI stuff
you have planned and all,

you know,
which is, by the way, amazing.

Don't get me wrong,
if not a little unsettling

from the POV of the common man.

RANDALL: Uh-huh. I mean,

we could look to fold
in a meditation app. Yes?

- You mean a lifestyle super-app?
- RANDALL: Yes.

That...

- Because that's intriguing.
- Ah. Good.

- (CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
- Oh.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)
Jeff wants to talk to me.

SOUPER:
You think he smelled a rat?

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(SIGHS)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

JEFF: I think I'm gonna go.

RANDALL: Oh. Don't go.

No? You... you don't want me to?
Why not?

Because I like you.

And it's fun to have you
and your goofy presence.

- (CHUCKLES) Hmm?
- Did I piss you off before

with the surpasso
when I got richer than you?

Oh. No, no, no, no.

Money is not a sort of thing
I'm concerned about.

Because we can disagree
about money or Traam, or Ven,

but however rich I get,
you're still Papa Bear.

(HESITATES) Even if I am
the boss cock of you,

it doesn't change anything.
Honestly...

(BREATHES DEEPLY)
...I'm not gonna sell.

And... and I do think
maybe Ven should step back

- for five years, like Jobs.
- Mm... Hmm.

Steven? Hmm. Hmm.

- I love you.
- (SIGHS)

Wow. Jeff. (CHUCKLES)

Did he suspect?
What did he want?

RANDALL:
It was pretty disgusting.

He was all like, "Let's separate
friendship from business."

And "I love you, man."
Ugh. God.

It was a business play.

Sounds like a play.
What'd you say?

I grin-fucked him. I was like,
"Oh, I love you too, man."

He's emotionally incontinent.
It was just disgusting.

Emotionally speaking,
he was a straw man,

so he was in big trouble
when he tried to take it human.

That was really uncalled for.

Yeah, well, I could see
what he was doing, so...

VENIS: Okay.

Look, if he's taking
sleeping pills,

do we...
do we just finish it off?

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Properly aligned AGI, Ven.

It equates to billions
of infinite lifespans

for perfected humans.

Progress!

ALL: (WHISPERING) Progress.

Yeah. Yeah.

RANDALL: (WHISPERING)
Cataline conspiracy!

Catiline Conspiracy!

- Catiline Conspiracy!
- Catiline Conspiracy!

- Khashoggi! Khashoggi!
- Khashoggi! Khashoggi!

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Easy peasy. Yes?

- Yeah?
- Yeah?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Hold fast now, friends.

Before the Battle of Actium,
Octavian, to be Caesar Augustus,

offered a prayer of victory
over his late companion,

Mark Antony.
And tonight, we do the same.

SOUPER: And you've got
the bowling ball?

Yes, I have the bowling ball.

Wrap the head
with this first and then...

SOUPER: Me?

RANDALL: It's your house, dude.
You're the host.

You said you know
how to kill a guy.

Well, look,
but I can overestimate

- my abilities...
- No, no, not here.

Come on. Come on.

(WHISPERS) I think it can be
incredibly messy to,

you know, stab someone.

Can we not just force down

some more of those
sleeping pills and wait it out?

I really just feel blood, hmm?

Disrupt the blood,
puncture the aorta,

good night, Vienna.

I'm sorry, this is all, like,
a roundabout way of--

It's about the air.

- Cut off the air.
- Forget about air. Air is hard.

Body runs on blood.
Gotta stop the ticker.

Ticker's the man.

VENIS: Okay, look, what we want,

no matter how we get there,
is to stop the brain.

- Mm-hmm.
- It's kill-switching the brain.

Agreed. And there is only
one way to get to the brain,

and that is up through the neck.

- Yeah?
- Oh, yeah.

Good luck getting
into Fort Knox up here.

No. You need to hook--

We need to hook
the brains out through the neck.

VENIS: Oof.

Or... or maybe the answer
to getting to the brain

is staring you right in the...

You know,
when you think about it,

human skull has a lot of holes.
It's like Swiss cheese up here.

It's crazy. You just choose one.

They all go directly
into the brain.

- Yeah.
- Three of us walk in there

with fucking skewers
and just.. (HISSES) you know...

I do want to say,
regarding mental health,

the trauma for us
is something to consider.

- (EXHALES)
- I'm a blood guy,

OG blood guy,
but should we just pillow him?

Yes. Pillow? That's--
Yes, pillow's-- Yes, pillow.

Good, my house,
my choice, pillow. Yes.

Yeah, fine.
Let's pillow him like a grandma.

(SOUPER EXHALES SHARPLY)

(SOFTLY) Okay.

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

- JEFF: Uh-oh.
- Oh. Sit up-- Sit on him.

- Sit on the pillow.
- SOUPER: Get the body.

- VENIS: Hold it tight.
- (JEFF GRUNTS)

The body. Someone, get the body.

Randy, the lights.
The lights, please.

- JEFF: (MUFFLED) Soup?
- SOUPER: Hit the lights. Fuck.

JEFF: (GRUNTING) Souper?

If we can hear him,

- is that a breathable pillow?
- They're down.

They're Icelandic eiderdown.

Really bear down
on him there, Soups.

Shall I club him?

- VENIS: Or just bowl him?
- SOUPER: Yeah, hit him.

- Crunch him in the skull, Randy.
- No, you're over the skull.

Swing over me.
Over me into the skull.

There's no arc of approach.

- Bowl him in the middles, Rand.
- That won't do anything.

It's incremental.
Incremental degradation.

- Bowl him!
- All right.

(JEFF GRUNTING)

Scooch up. Scooch up.
Move up. Go. All right.

- (JEFF GROANS)
- Shit.

SOUPER: Still operating.
Here, hit him again.

Body's still operating.
Golf him. Golf him now.

RANDALL:
The skull contains the brain.

- Venis.
- (SOFTLY) Yeah?

Venis, if I hop off,
can you smash his brain in?

Or better,
Randy with the bowling ball.

RANDALL: Oh, oh,
I do not ideally want

to crush his face
in with a bowling ball.

I just think it might be
quite horrible for my POV.

Well, it’s not great
sitting on him!

God, is he dying at all,
Souper?

Come on,
the bucking's weakening, yeah?

He's struggling.
He... he might be dying.

Okay, well, just bear down,
you know, hunker down!

- Bowl him in the middles, Rand!
- It's so stupid.

- SOUPER: His legs.
- I bowled him. I bowled him.

You're disrupting the diaphragm.

RANDALL: We're not killing him!

- Bowl him more!
- RANDALL: Oh, my God.
Here, you do it!

(SIGHS) Fine.

- SOUPER: Mind the legs.
Mind the legs.
- (JEFF YELLS)

- VENIS: Oh, shit!
- (SOUPER AND JEFF GRUNT)

- VENIS: Fuck!
- (GRUNTS) What the fuck!

- Run the bath.
- No, I don't want a bath.

- SOUPER: Stand down!
- I'm really pissed off.

VENIS: Run the bath.
We drown him.

RANDALL: You're a decell.

- What the fuck?
- And you are refusing to sell

the tech that we need
for a new world

to come into being

- where we can all live forever.
- Don't talk to him.

No, no. Let me--
I want to negotiate.

Let me fucking negotiate.

If we're going to drown him,
we have to act as one.

- SOUPER: Yeah.
- VENIS: Okay?

JEFF: No, no, no, no, no, no.
Back the fuck off!

- Get him.
- JEFF: Back the fuck off me!

RANDALL: Don't struggle!
Get his legs! Get his hands!

- No! No!
- RANDALL:
All right, get him in here.

- No. No.
- (ALL GRUNTING)

- Oh, shit!
- VENIS: Fuck.

(ALL GRUNTING)

- SOUPER: Fuck,
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, guys.

- What is fucking happening?
- VENIS: Is it hot?

- Scald him. Drown him.
- It's hot. The water's back on.

It's just not deep enough.

No, guys, fucking--
Hey, hey. Back off,

or I'll fucking--
I'll cut you. Yeah?

VENIS: Get him! He can't cut us.

If he angles it and wedges it,
he can cut.

He can't cut us.
He can only shave us.

But this makes
no fucking sense.

Don't engage.
Don't listen to him.

He is wounded. He's dying.

I'm not dying. I'm stable.
I'm fine. Soupy.

VENIS: Beat him.

No. This makes no fucking sense.

This is about AI dooming
and decelerationist alarmism.

- What?
- SOUPER: Yeah.

What the fuck? First principles.
What are you trying to achieve?

We are trying to kill you.
Gas him, burn him, drown him.

JEFF: Okay, your attack
makes no logical sense.

When we have started,
we have to complete.

JEFF: Sunk cost fallacy.

No, we have to continue
due to reprisals.

VENIS: We're completionists!

No, no, we're not, we're not.
We fail, we move on,

we fail, we move on, we succeed.

Not necessarily!

- RANDALL: Oh, my--
- Fuck you! (GRUNTS)

- (SOUPER GROANS)
- RANDALL: Oh God.

- ♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- RANDALL: Motherfucker!

- Can he get out?
- SOUPER: No, there's no way out.

(MONITOR CHIMES)

But man, man, man,
we fucked up.

No, no.
Do not doom loop on this.

We did great, guys.
It's really hard.

A ton of big, big learnings.

Can you control
the whole house from there?

Yeah, the rabbit's in the hutch.

- Full lockdown.
- If he got to the panel,

couldn't he hack it?

He could if he could program
for shit.

(CHUCKLES)

- Okay, Soups.
- Yeah?

You loop up.

Holler if you see him.
We're going to loop down.

Okay.

♪ (TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

- VENIS: Jeff?
- RANDALL: Jeff?

VENIS: Come on out, brother.
We've reassessed.

- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)
- VENIS: Oh.

(GASPS) He's got him.
He's got him!

SOUPER: (WHISPERS) Come on.

The pig is in the pen.

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

- VENIS: Did he see you?
- I don't think so.

Fuck. Okay.

- Okay, so...
- SOUPER: Got him.

Do we just turn it up?
Kill him that way?

It's a hell of a way to go
to begin with,

but is it foolproof?

- (LOUD THUD)
- JEFF: Hey guys!

- Goddamn it.
- Oh! My God.

- SOUPER: Fuck.
- JEFF: Guys, let's talk, yeah?

- Soups? Do you have...
- Yeah?

- Could we get gas in there?
- (POUNDING ON DOOR)

All right.

We could fire up a car,
get a hose pipe, feed that in.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

JEFF: Guys, please!
Let's talk together, yeah?

- Don't-- Don't look at him.
- I'm not looking at him.

Maybe we should just let him
decide how he wants to die.

Give him a choice.

- That might be--
- Very generous.

(WHISPERING)
Okay, I thought flame thrower
might be a little much.

- Hey guys! What is that?
- Better to just pour

and create
a little death chamber.

- Yeah?
- Okay, let's do it.

- JEFF: Guys! We're friends...
- VENIS: All right. All right.

- No! Hey, no! Let me negotiate!
- It's all right.

- Yes. Yes.
- No. No, no, no. Let's--

- Let me negotiate!
- Let's just-- All right.

JEFF: Please let me negotiate,
come on!

I think we're past
negotiations, Jeff!

- JEFF: Fucking stop!
- SOUPER: Okay, buddy.

JEFF: Please, let's negotiate!

RANDALL: Very excited
to get into it all.

I deserve a right to negotiate!
Come on!

RANDALL: (GROANS) Oh, God.

- SOUPER: Careful.
- RANDALL: It stinks!

SOUPER: It's good. Randy,
don’t use your hands.

- Get it in there.
- SOUPER: Here, hold on.

- Maybe if that--
- RANDALL: That's good.

SOUPER: Here, look,
look, look, I have a tool.

- I have a tool. Let's--
- (RANDALL GROANS)

VENIS: Oh, come on, Jeff!

RANDALL: Jeff, don't do that!
Jeff, stop it!

- JEFF: Fuck you!
- Hold on.

RANDALL: Jeff, it's-- Fuck you!
Stop, stop. Don't do that.

Hold on, hold on,
hold on, hold on. Guys.

RANDALL:
Oh, perfect, perfect, perfect.

- Pour and push.
- SOUPER: Push.

- (POUNDING ON DOOR)
- RANDALL: Oh, I love that.

- Oh, that’s good.
- RANDALL: Very nice.

- Souper, you are a genius.
- A little more, little more.

Venis, I'll fucking end you!

RANDALL:
That's gonna light it up.

JEFF: I'll fucking end you!

RANDALL: Okay, this is it.

JEFF: No.

- VENIS: Okay.
- You don't want to do this!

- No, no, no.
- Fuck.

(TAPPING ON WINDOW)

I think...

- RANDALL: Stop it!
- You don't want to do this!

(TAPPING ON WINDOW)

- We do this?
- Is it okay

- if I take a step back?
- No.

- I'm sorry.
- No, no, wait, wait, wait.

- No, no, no, no, no.
- (JEFF YELLING)

I think we all light this...

- No, no.
- ...together.

What is the concern?

- (DOOR RATTLING)
- JEFF: Guys!

I'm gonna be living here,
obviously,

and if I see Jeff in,
you know, flames, I'm--

I'm concerned
that his presence might,

not haunt, but it--

- Oh-ho. Ghosty goo-goo, boo!
- No, not a ghost.

It's just that the sense
of Jeff could persist

and I might not be able
to enjoy a sauna.

- VENIS: Souper.
- JEFF: Hey!

We are saving future lives.
Will you please remember that?

I understand,
but I'm just saying,

is that enough
to watch a man burn alive?

- (POUNDING ON DOOR)
- JEFF: Hey!

It's poker night, yeah?

It's poker night,
so, we play poker--

- Oh my God, he is so annoying.
- SOUPER: It's-- I know.

JEFF: If I win, I live.
And if I lose,

you just fuck me up on ket.
You do whatever you want.

Even if you win at poker,
I get control of BILTER.

- Yes.
- (JEFF GRUNTS LOUDLY)

I'll give you the AI,
I keep the rump.

SOUPER: Fuck you, the rump.

You're in no position
to negotiate.

No, no, look,
look, look, look, guys.

This is a very good deal.

Come on, Rand-O.
Look, look, look.

This is really good stuff.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Now, we're at the table
together. Yeah?

VENIS: "Social media posts..."

Rand, I see
you're fucking thinking, bro.

This is nice. It's good shit.

Okay, gut check. Do we engage?

- Yes.
- SOUPER: I'm serious.

I think this is really difficult
to make watertight.

- Honestly, I think he burns.
- JEFF: No!

- (RANDALL SHUSHES)
- SOUPER: Could we overcome

legal niceties, versus watching
a man burn alive?

Anything he agrees to,
he'd just claim duress.

- Technically,
it is a real challenge.
- JEFF: I won't!

Sake of argument, he Zooms
with lawyers from in there?

Yeah. Double NDA'd,
Letter of Intent, tonight.

He self-undermines
on a podcast?

- JEFF: Yes!
- (SHUSHES)

We get NSA Roddy, White House,

Misha from his board.
Conference call?

- Maybe worth a conversation.
- JEFF: Yes!

SOUPER:
The whole shebang, binding LOI.

Just get it done
while we fucking still have

the petroleum insurance policy.

I mean, if Dave
and the President underwrite,

legals become secondary.

I mean, I do like Jeff.

- Oh, I like Jeff.
- I like Jeff.

Do we draft a counter?

- JEFF: Yes!
- (SIGHS HEAVILY)

- Stop.
- All right. Yes, yes, yes.

- Yes?
- Yes.

- Yes?
- Jeff?

- JEFF: Yeah?
- RANDALL: We are going to go.

Yes, let's do it.

RANDALL: We're-- No.

- You are going to stay here...
- Let's talk together.

...and we are going
to go talk about it.

- (JEFF SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
- Jeff! Don't!

Don't do that! Stop it!

- I will fucking rape you!
- RANDALL: Hey, sit down, Jeff!

- Sit down! Come on!
- VENIS: You're ruining it!

- SOUPER: Sit down!
- You are going to blow it!

I want you to smile at me, Jeff!
Smile! Jeff!

- Don't blow this.
- SOUPER: Sit down!

- Show your teeth, Jeff.
- RANDALL: Smile, Jeff.

- VENIS: Smile.
- SOUPER: Hey!

- You need to cool down.
- VENIS: Show your teeth.

Cool your jets. There we go.

- There we go.
- That's the Jeff we like.

Let's figure out your future.

SOUPER: Okay, what are we doing?
Are we doing this by hand?

RANDALL: Oh my God.

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

Hello. Come on in,
straight to the back.

Lawyers on the far side.
Crisis, PR, stay closer to me.

Nice to see you, Jim. Welcome.

Thank you
for expediting yourselves.

Live situation.
Excited to fill you in.

♪ (INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

- Looks better in India.
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

- Not so great in Greece.
- (CELL PHONE CHIMES)

VENIS: India's bigger
than Greece.

- RANDALL: Okay, it's through.
- Ooh, ooh, ooh.

Deal is Docu-signed.
Congrats, Souper.

Your centi-millionaireship
is over.

- You got bought out at two bill.
- Whoo! Yes!

We're done
on the non-disclosed,

and LOI is final.
My role is set.

SOUPER: (SIGHS)
I tell you one thing,

I'd like to conduct
all my negotiations

with my opposite number

covered in gasoline
with me holding the match.

Mm. Who's going
to release the hound?

Paula!

Mr. Abredazi thought
he'd be more comfortable

sleeping in the sauna.

Um, it's time for him
to get going.

Let's show him to his car, yeah?

- Mm-hmm. Sure thing.
- Thank you.

You don't think he's going
to come in here, do you?

No, he can exit straight
to his car.

Mm.

Hope he didn't make
a mess in there.

RANDALL: He had a bucket.

He couldn't have filled
the bucket.

Guys, great outcome. Mm.
Really executed on stated aims.

- Mm.
- SOUPER: Two billion.

This whole time I thought
I was allergic to B-nuts.

- (CHUCKLES)
- JEFF: Morning! You guys!

- Oh my-- He's com-- Oh, God.
- Jesus. Gross.

(WHISPERS)
I hope he's not gonna milk it.

Ah, and he brought the goons.

Morning.

- Good morning.
- SOUPER AND VENIS: Morning.

It's okay. Yeah.

(JEFF GULPING)

(JEFF CONTINUES GULPING)

(EXHALES, BURPS)

Just feeling a little dry.

Did you not get the--
We sent some Evian down?

JEFF: I did. Nevertheless,
I'm a little dehydrated

from my night in the sauna.

Yeah.

Milking it.

These smoothies are excellent
if you want some.

Yeah, three kinds of smoothies.

This one has three kinds

of different dumb kale
or some nonsense.

It's pretty good.

Thanks. Thanks, guys.

You okay?

Uh, what can I say?

You have other buddies.

You love telling us
about all of your golf buddies.

(SCOFFS)
Are you fucking kidding?

I love you guys.

That's why I think
you trying to kill me is

particularly difficult
to get over.

Guilt trip.

- You almost burned me alive.
- Roosters are roosters.

Look, I'm sorry.

We're sorry if you think
we did something wrong.

We're sorry, Jeff.

We're very sorry
that you're upset.

This is, uh, what was a gift.

(SIGHS)

The Brewster Brew.

It's a Kentucky
Japanese whiskey.

I mean,
it's a trophy investment.

It's actually
a really nice business,

but I know that none of you
want to be in consumables,

- so... yeah.
- VENIS: Yeah.

Thank you, Jeff.

So, um, yeah.

Soup's, uh,
still going to Argentina, or...

Maybe. Puppet master
from Miami, maybe.

RANDALL: We talked
about a bigger project,

but no one wanted
to get into the DMV of it all.

Storm drains, et cetera.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Don't play dumb, man.
We like you. It just made sense.

This is a terrifying experience,

and I don't know
that I'll ever recover.

Don't be a sourpuss.

It was tight, aggressive play,
but it panned out.

Don't take it personal.

- (SOUPER EXHALES)
- It was a crazy weekend.

- RANDALL: Mm-hmm.
- Truly.

JEFF: Uh, okay.

I, uh... I'm just gonna shower.

And then...

- ♪ (UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
- Yeah.

Cock-a-doodle-brew.

GROUP: Cock-a-doodle-brew.

♪ (UPLIFTING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

(EXPLOSIONS, INDISTINCT CLAMOR
OVER CELL PHONE)

(SIRENS WAILING OVER CELL PHONE)

♪ (UPLIFTING MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

Hey, Hes.

Hi, Jeff.

Hey, how-- how was it?

Pretty horrible at the airports.

Yeah, well... safe now, so...

I don't like being followed.
Jeff, it really freaked me out.

(SIGHS)

I'm saying, L.A. is good.
We go, we bunker up,

while I figure out
a New Zealand sitch, yeah?

And...

You-- You'll come with me?

Yeah. Yeah.

- (GASPS)
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

(CHUCKLES)

JEFF: (SIGHS) Sorry, Hes.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

I just wanted to say...

that it was Randall's idea.

- Okay.
- Not that that means anything.

It's like, there's no excuses,
but I...

I'm just,
I'm under a lot of pressure.

Like, I was up all night,

wrote this seven-screen email
to Berry.

I'm just...
I'm just not in a great way.

- But that's so--
- Ven.

It was funny.

Yeah?

And none of it's gonna stick.

I'm gonna weasel
out of all of it.

What, you're gonna, like,

spend the rest
of your life in court,

disowning all this crap
that you just signed?

Everybody wants me
to have your shit.

So, why don't you be a hero
and do the right thing?

Do a deal, join forces.

Not with Randall.
That's too much.

- Randall's sick.
- JEFF: Yeah, more cancer.

Cancer of the take.

If I get Randall put out
to fucking pasture,

can we do this deal?

Come inside?

I can come inside.

But I'll come for you
in the end, you know that.

That's what's exciting.

I'm excited to see what happens,
my platform operating full tilt.

- It's nothing.
- RANDALL: Nothing?

VENIS: Nothing.

(SIGHING)

I think there's
a non-trivial chance

it'll be a full
fucking disaster.

- Yeah, and I don't.
- ♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(JEFF CLICKS TONGUE)

I guess we gotta make
a little side bet then.

- Oh.
- (CHUCKLES)

Finally, this poker weekend
has some fucking action.

Fuck!

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
CONTINUES) ♪

♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
CONTINUES) ♪

(EXPLOSIONS, INDISTINCT CLAMOR
OVER CELL PHONE)

SLOWZO: (OVER CELL PHONE)
Hi, I'm Slowzo

and I'll guide you
through today’s session.

- Inhale...
- (INHALES DEEPLY)

- ...and exhale.
- (EXHALES)

- (CHUCKLES)
- SLOWZO: Inhale...

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

...and exhale.

♪ (UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

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