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Kane is in the building, nigga...

Now tell me how you love it You know you at the top

When only heaven's right above it, we on

'Cause we on

Who else is really trying to fuck with Hollywood Cole?

I'm with Marley G, bro

Flying Holly Grove chicks to my Hollywood shows

And I wanna tell you something that you probably should know

This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow

And...

My real friends never hearing from me

Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me

That's why I pick and choose I don't get shit confused

Don't like my women single I like my chicks in twos

And these days all the girls is down to roll

I hit the strip club and all them bitches find the pole

Plus, I been sippin' So this shit is movin' kinda slow

Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it's time to go

Thank you.

Dilate your asshole.

How you boys feeling?

Beware of Strasmores bearing gifts.

Quite sure that's not how the saying goes, Bret.

You know, when they give you a new kidney,

they leave the old one inside of you,

so it's like a shitty used car permanently parked

on the overgrown lawn on your life.

Well, at least you have a brother who was willing to give you one.

I mean, that's some 30 for 30 shit right there.

Yeah, willing? He sold it to me for two million fucking bucks.

One point eight, you cheap fuck. And guess what? It wasn't worth it.

Okay. Well, the storyjust became a lot less uplifting, boys.

What do you want, Spencer? What do you want?

And please do not tell me you're here

looking for a bailout for that surf nightmare

you sunk yourselves into.

No, I have come here to offer you an opportunity to become media titans.

On the public access channel you inherited?

Fish tanks. I've seen fish tanks more riveting.

Exactly, which is why I'm rebranding it,

and we are gonna pivot back to football.

You think you can buy NFL rights?

No. The NFL ratings are taking a nosedive.

But you know what's not?

- Mommy porn? - College football, Bret.

You should see somebody about that.

- So which college? - USC.

Pac-12 deal is ending,

and we're gonna lock them down with a bid they can't refuse.

And how much are "we" planning to bid?

Two hundred over 10 years.

Oh, come on.

Million? $200 million?

That's the deal you flew out here to dazzle us with?

- Where is the upside? - The upside is

a billion-dollar secret that I have been sitting on

about the big, bright future of their program.

- Go on. - Yeah, go on.

What if I told you that the greatest athlete on the planet

is gonna shock the world with his decision.

Oh, LeBron is going back to college.

No, this is a new king.

And guess how many people know where he's headed.

- Just you? - Yeah, and it's gonna stay that way.

Billion-dollar insider info right now, boys.

Wow.

That is flopping around in the mud.

I knew you were dirty. I didn't know you were this dirty.

Well, no dirtier than the NCAA, Bret.

You're not worried about betting your name and future

on the word of a teenager?

Look at my face. Do I look worried?

The lawyer will be in touch while I vet.

Now get out.

Like you both more when you're medicated.

I need that. I need to go... Okay.

Go deep. Go deep.

Yeah, well, whose brilliant idea was it to get them fried chicken

like they're pigeons in a park?

Oh, because I'm black I'm supposed to know about chicken?

Jesse, hey, you have that spreadsheet?

Okay, yeah, I need one minute, too.

Nobody listens to me around here.

More like everybody's tired of listening to your ass.

I'm sorry, but we no longer rep...

Hold on!

Put that fucking call on hold.

Who do we no longer rep, and who is that on the phone?

It's Yanni from Nike.

He's calling about Nyjah's avail for a new campaign.

Give me that. Give me that!

Hey, Yanni, my man.

It's Joe Krutel.

Joe! Joey! We know each other?

I'm the new creative director and owner of Sports X.

Um, how can I help you?

- What do you need? - I gotta get with Nyjah.

I got an idea for a dope new SB campaign, but I gotta move quick.

Is he around and avail?

Oh, God, unfortunately, that's both great and awful.

He's not.

He had a death in the family.

- No! - Yeah.

- You know his Weimaraner, Bobby? - Not Bobby!

Yeah. Bobby got hit by a garbage truck.

- He is no more. - Dude! That's awful.

Maybe I can send him something.

No. I don't think you should.

It'll only reopen the wounds.

- Know what I mean? - Fuck! I feel bad for the kid.

And the dog. But, look, I gotta jump, all right?

I gotta chase down another piece of talent.

Well, okay, maybe I can help with that.

Who else you got?

What if you do less of a star-centric face campaign,

and it's more about a cultural revolution,

- a whole clique. - Okay, what clique?

Illegal Civilization.

Come on, man. Those kids are animals.

You know they upper-decked the Puma offices

when Lance brought them in for a general?

Well, that was before we put them

through our specialized finishing school.

- No shit? - For real.

I would not lie to you. You're too important to our business.

Are they around for a meet?

Yeah. Why don't you come by the office today.

- I'm already there, Joe. - Great.

Boom!

Okay. Can I have my phone back?

I can't. I just shot it into a million pieces.

Damn, son!

What, you grow webs on your feet or something?

You smashed your own PB.

Just motivated by the money, Pops. Same as always.

That better be all that's pushing you.

What'd you say?

I'm just saying what I'm saying.

My body's a temple. Always has been, always will be, Pops.

Baby. Come on. Get ready. We got a barbecue with the Whites.

Now, why has it always gotta be about race, sweetie?

No, Pops, that's their name. The Whites. The Whites' barbecue?

We barbecuing white folks now?

You better get you some of that spicy-ass rub,

'cause you know that white meat ain't as flavorful

- as this dark meat, baby. - Who says you even rolling?

Come on, man. You gotta let me go!

Who the hell are the Whites anyway?

Some tech dude. Made an app that matches dogs for play dates.

So like Tinder for dogs?

Yeah, but they always down to fuck.

Damn, man! People keep stealing all my good ideas!

For real! This is bullshit.

Sounds like those skate brats are running you ragged, huh?

Dude, it's like herding stoned cats.

If I could track down these little fuckers,

at least the payoff will be worth it.

You know, Joseph, it sounds like you found your calling.

My God, I hope not. How'd it go with the brothers?

It's all good. They just texted me they are in.

Money in the bank and ready to play.

That's great news.

Meanwhile, I'll be here, steering the ship away from the iceberg.

Hey! No, no, no.

Those aren't the new design. Take them back.

- Throw those out. - Be the iceberg, Joseph.

- Be the iceberg. - What does that even mean?

Well, it means, um... I don't know what the fuck it means.

I can tell you this. When it's all said and done,

you and I are gonna raise a glass, my friend.

I don't drink anymore. I quit.

- I'm kidding. - Hold on.

- No, don't put me on... - ...unparalleled talents.

While it's not official, an anonymous source confirmed to us

that Quincy Crawford has made a verbal commitment

to play for the Buckeyes.

- Yeah! - All right!

Hey, shut the fuck up!

This is a huge win for Ohio State...

- Yo, who this? - You know who this is.

- Where the hell you been? - Just getting dirty on these ATVs.

You gotta come try it next time. It'll get you right. What up?

Ohio State, Q. Ohio State.

- That's what up. - Oh, that.

Yeah. I guess I told them what they wanted to hear,

like everyone else who flashing me love.

- You feel me? - Everyone who?

Not you. But Unc, I met LeBron at The Shoe.

This dude's mad charming. I mean, he still text me.

What am I supposed to do?

You don't say no to the King.

Yes, Q, you do. In this case, you say no. You say, "Hell, no."

Look, I told him I'd love to go there before you came back

on the scene with all your suss-ass deals and shit.

But that's old news. Last I heard, we're waiting till Signing Day.

Shit, they must have heard about our trip to USC

- and leaked it. - That's fucked.

Yes, it is, Q. Massively. All right? It's about to sink our deal.

Do you understand that?

This is your money we're talking about.

You wanted me in on this deal. I'm in.

But if you got loose ends you gotta take care of,

you gotta take care of them.

Hear me?

We gotta make a quick stop to Columbus.

Oh, yeah. Mmm!

So were you in the league, too?

- Yeah, CFL. It's in Canadia. - Oh, really?

We just bought a lake house in Vancouver.

- Word? - Yeah.

You and Ricky are welcome anytime.

Thank you?

But is it all isolated? Like no one can hear you scream?

You see, most people don't realize

that all of the energy's generated from the lower body

and that you gotta sort of explode from the hips.

Well, now I can see where your handsome son gets it from.

Oh, honey, I only gave him half of it.

He's only been in for a year.

- We have to give him time. - Right.

I mean, sure, Trump is an eccentric,

but so were so many of our great leaders.

Okay. Imagine if Lincoln had Twitter.

What?

Or Teddy Roosevelt had Snapchat.

But he is moving us forward, and the rest is just noise.

I just mean you have to look at what he's doing for people like us.

- Like us? - Yeah!

Yeah, like us.

Yeah, successful, self-made Americans.

Hey, don't hate us for wanting to keep our money, right?

Yeah, come on. We work hard. We got rich as fuck

on the backs of our own sweat and tears,

and he wants to let people like us keep the fruits of our labor.

I think that's something that the whole country can get behind.

Lookit, we didn't ask for any handouts.

We did it by grinding it out. So can everybody else.

Yeah, I can see the calluses on your hands.

See, that's what I love about you, Rick.

You get it. A lot of you don't.

- Hmm! - I get it. You got me.

Ricky Jerret is exactly who he needs.

What? No, you gotta speak up.

Sounds like you got bad reception up your ass.

Why don't you hit me back once you pull your head out of it.

Jerk.

- There she is. Hey, baby. - Hey, baby.

You couldn't pick your wife up from the airport?

Mother of your child, Queen of your kingdom?

Listen. I wanted to pick you up.

It's just that Gurley's vampire of an agent

just called to renegotiate his contract a year early.

Just got things all shaken up.

Yeah? Well, the 405 got me shook. Okay?

It can do that.

Hey, hey, hey.

You matter. It's okay.

I should have picked you up. I know that.

- Yeah, you should have. - Now, Mrs. Greane,

can you please formally accept my apology?

- Yes, I do. - Okay. Thank you.

I'm only gonna be in LA one night before I go to my conference in Vegas.

Today was supposed to be about us.

I know. I see all of it.

It's just that I have to do this one thing, okay?

It's not gonna take forever. How about you go get a massage?

And then maybe you hit the shops?

By then, I'll be done. I'll come make it up to you tonight.

- How's that sound? - Okay.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Give me some of that. I love you, my Queen.

Love you, my King. All right. Bye.

What the fuck are those, slippers?

These are driving shoes, motherfucker.

They're Ferragamos.

Yeah, driving to tell the police you saw everything.

These shits grip the pedal with precision traction

while offering masculine fashion-forward accents

and a bespoke European fit.

- "Bespoke"? - Look it up.

Yo! Roscoe's is here!

- What's up, fellows? - Get out of my way.

Sit down, bitch.

Oh, shit! You're back.

Yeah, we're back.

That's crazy. Nobody ever comes back.

Well, we're not fucking nobodies, Aramis.

We're the guys who are gonna make your asses rich.

Oh, yeah? How you gonna do that?

Well, for starters, we got you a meeting with Nike today.

You ever heard of fucking Nike?

Yeah, they make real fucking sneakers.

Yeah, they're chomping at the bit to get some of that Illegal Civ magic

all up in them corporate guts.

I mean, yeah. I like what they up to. Like with SB and all that.

Oh, yeah? Yeah? You like what they're up to?

You approve of their business model?

All right, good. Unless you wanna be drinking whatever the fuck that is

and eating your dinner out of cans when you're my fucking age,

you'll get your shit together and let us cash you in

before you're yesterday's meme.

I like that. Uncle Fester came to play today. Okay.

- Every damn day. - Yeah.

What the fuck is that shit?

What, you don't like E&J?

E&J? I like B&J.

This is like fucking pee and J.

We're sending a car at 4:00.

Make sure you're fucking ready.

It must be weird, huh?

Being retired at such a young age.

Well, I might surprise you on that front.

Seriously?

Oh.

Breaking news. All right, hey, lips are sealed.

Uh-oh. Somebody call Jerry Jones.

We got a kneeler!

Dude.

- Let's respect the movement, okay? - The movement.

You got a problem with athletes speaking their mind or something?

No, not on their own time. Just don't drag the flag into it.

Y'all made it about the flag.

Who's "y'all"?

All right, easy.

I do have a serious question, though, for you.

If you go back out there, you gonna kneel?

Listen, do me a favor, all right? Let's change the subject,

- okay, fellows? - Wait.

Are you a politician now? Come on.

- We're all on the same level here. - Ricky.

You can tell us. Come on.

- Shit. - You would.

- You totally would! - You're gonna kneel!

- I knew it! - You would fucking kneel!

You damn right I'd kneel, motherfucker!

And I'd kneel every Sunday. Know I'm saying? Fuck Trump!

Fuck that racist-ass bitch!

- Whoa! Holy shit. - Okay, that's...

Listen, man, you gotta respect the office, Ricky.

- Where's our respect? - He's your president too, man.

Where the fuck is our respect, huh?

- What are you talking about? - My people. That's right!

- I'm sorry. Excuse me. - My people!

This is not about race!

My mother raised me, a single mother on welfare.

Government cheese and white bread.

And I'm here because I got some assistance when I needed it.

Okay, you're an exception.

Yeah, that's right. I am an exception. So fuck you.

- What's up, brother? - Where are you?

Oh, sunny SoCal.

Yeah, me too. You got a minute to link up later?

Know what? I don't. I'm slammed right now.

Is it important, or can it wait?

I'm just curious.

Look, I don't judge you for that curiosity, brother.

No, I'm not curious about myself, Strasmore.

I'm curious about you and the Andersons.

Word on the street is that they're trying to make a deal

for USC's TV rights.

You know anything about that?

No, not a thing.

You know, but, look, those guys have their own agenda,

and you don't need me to tell you what color it is.

- Where'd you hear that from, anyway? - Dan Davis.

- Fuck. - Say something. 'Cause Dan did.

He asked me what I thought about you.

I vouched. I told him you were solid.

- Yeah? Well, I appreciate that. - I told him you were a stand-up guy.

But, obviously, I lied.

You got your nose buried in a new pile but on a different coast.

You know, with you, the story is always the fucking same.

I just better not hear the name "Quincy Crawford" mentioned.

Hey, come on. I wouldn't do that to you, J.

Let me remind you, just in case you are having memory problems,

which you so clearly are,

he better come out of this thing clean,

or I am coming for you, big man.

Hey. Thanks for seeing me on such short notice.

Any time, Mr. Strasmore.

We're always happy to have a legend in these halls,

even if they did choose the wrong school back in the day.

- Well, you live and learn, right? - You do. You do. Have a seat, please.

- Thank you, Tom. - Please.

Sorry Urban couldn't make it, but he's out rustling the bushes,

- if you know what I mean. - I do.

Left me in charge of the nuthouse.

Right, well, I'll make it quick, Todd.

I'm here on behalf of Quincy Crawford.

Oh. You're friends?

Well, I'm his uncle.

Really? Uncle Spencer?

- "Uncle Spency." - Oh.

Well, Q's family is our family.

Well, I'm happy to hear that because any time you hear bad news,

you always wanna hear it from somebody you love.

- Am I right? - Excuse me?

Todd, I'm gonna shoot straight with you.

Like LeBron, Q is gonna take his talents elsewhere.

He's looking for a more suitable environment in terms of his education,

and he needs to be closer to home.

Is that right?

Sad to say, it is.

He feels terrible about this whole thing,

and, you know, under it all, he's just a shy kid

who doesn't wanna disappoint anybody, so he asked me to come up here

and see you face-to-face to deliver the news.

Well, I'm sorry to hear it, and Urban will be even more sorry.

Tell Urban that Saban was even sorrier,

but there's only one kid

- to go around, right? - Hmm.

Well, thanks for coming by to let us know in person.

- All right. - We are sad to lose him

but understand these things

are personal matters, and there's so much to consider.

Look, Todd, I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news,

but I'm really happy we have a good understanding.

Of course. Jeannie will make sure you have

the proper directions to the airport.

I'm good, flying private. Thank you.

Oh, right! Yeah, you Miami boys love your bling. Am I right?

We know you're looking for targeted saturation

and a truly grassroots campaign.

Well, these kids...

Uh...

These kids come ready with that target demographic following.

We're bringing you ready-made, authentic vibe.

I mean, you can't manufacture this in a marketing lab.

- Authenticity is key. - Yeah.

We're still wiping the yolk

from our face from the Bella Hadid campaign.

I liked that campaign.

Reggie, we did too, but the people spoke,

and when they speak, we listen.

- Oh, man. - Yo, Ryder, you good?

- I don't think so. - Do you guys need a break?

- Fuck, fuck. - You all right, man?

It's fine. It's fine.

They just had too many Red Bulls, I think. Is that...

I think I'm gonna...

Man!

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

No, no, no. Come on. Guys, guys, guys.

Oh, what the fuck?

Come on!

Oh, no!

What the hell's the matter with you?

You trying to get your ass kicked out the neighborhood

before you even get settled?

Yeah, I'd like to see them try that.

Our baby has to go to school with their kids, Ricky.

You ever think about that?

I have to see these people every damn day.

- Shit, why can't you just be polite? - Fuck being polite!

That man was talking to me like I ain't got no love for my community.

This is your community, boy!

You're clearly gonna have to up your dosage, Ricky.

I mean, you're acting erratic.

You're emotional. It's like you got a shorter fuse.

You my damn shrink now too, man?

You wouldn't know a fucking shrink

if it jumped out the ocean and bit you on your dick!

All right, look, calm down.

Baby, things are different here, all right?

Sometimes we gotta keep our causes to ourselves.

We're not asking you to change how you feel.

I can't believe y'all!

You wanna end up like Kaep.

Well, that man led a movement.

What are people gonna remember me for?

Or you, old man?

Look, a legacy is earned on the field, in the grass between the chains,

not by running your goddamn mouth.

So shut it before it costs you more than you can cover.

Baby, we support you, just...

Just not really, though.

I told you he was sensitive.

- TTD, shut the fuck up. - Every time.

Hey, baby.

Hey.

Look what I got.

Look at this! Couldn't you just die?

Damn, baby, you leave anything up in the stores?

You probably ran through Kiki's college fund.

Boy, please, you know she getting a scholarship.

Plus, I had to do something with all my unexpected free time.

I'm sorry, baby.

But it just doesn't stop!

The contracts, the emails, this guy's ego, that guy's torn ACL.

- Popcorn vendors... - You need to relax.

I can't. I can't do it.

You know, I just feel like I'm failing everybody

all the time.

The organization, the players, my friends,

and most importantly, you and Kiki.

Why would you say that?

Because look at this!

Is this our life now?

No, I brought us out here, thinking I was onto something, you know.

- I thought that... - What you thought is...

You thought you were gonna finally be the boss.

You were gonna fulfill your destiny.

Remember when you were worried about down payments

and GPS add-ons at the dealership?

Yes. Much simpler time. Doesn't seem so bad now.

You were afraid to fail then, and now you're afraid to succeed.

Not having you and Kiki out here is really wearing me down.

I don't know if I can keep doing it.

It's like, sometimes, I feel like I'm half a man or something.

Oh, Mr. Greane. You are a lot of things,

but half a man ain't one of them.

- That's a full man. - Ooh!

Feel this full man of yours

go to work.

- You see Andrew anywhere? - No. He wasn't out there.

Okay, well, if that's the case...

Let's clear off this desk...

Got a lot of big-time coaches

grinning ear-to-ear in anticipation

of the season. I...

Julian, what can I do for you?

The kid's incredible.

He's once in a generation.

I made it 250 to take it off the table.

Smart move. You won't regret it.

- J, I gotta run. - No...

Evening, Mr. Strasmore.

Okay.

Is there a problem, Officer?

I sure hope not.

You wanna step out of the vehicle, Mr. Strasmore?

And why would I want to do that?

Because we asked you so damn nice.

So you think I'd bomb my own plane, huh?

That's Trigger. He's not so much on bombs,

but he likes him some drugs.

By that, I mean he likes finding them.

We've had a lot of problems with private flights

transporting cash and narcotics lately.

We're just gonna take a little peek in your rental before you go.

Sure.

I got a script for those.

That's a lot of pills for one man.

That's enough to get an elephant high.

You know, selling those is a felony.

No shit.

Mr. Strasmore. I hear you have some pill problems.

- Lawyer. - Oh, that won't be necessary, Spencer.

You don't mind if I call you Spencer, do you?

Who are you?

My name is Jimmy Dale Pritchard,

but my friends call me JD.

I got a script for those pills, JD.

Oh, I don't care about those pills.

That was just my way of getting the boys to be able to bring you in

so that we could have a little chat.

I know it was a bit dramatic.

But we wanted to make sure that we had your undivided attention.

Who's "we"?

Is this your first time in Columbus?

You know, this is a beautiful city and a great place to go to school.

You know, I met my wife on campus?

Thirty-five years ago. And we're still going strong.

Hey, now, you may find this hard to believe,

but I used to play a little bit myself.

Yeah. I mean, second string, of course.

But, man, did I have the spirit!

You know the guy Todd that you spoke to today?

- He was my freshman roommate. - Ah, so you're a booster.

I hate that word.

I prefer "enthusiastic supporter."

You see, I do all of this just for the pride of it.

Now, for someone like yourself, that might be challenging.

But, for some of us, well, that's enough.

Let me tell you something, JD.

I was only trying to help my girlfriend's son

make some life decisions.

Maybe that's hard for you to believe, but it's the truth.

Let me tell you something else.

If I happen to piss on your Rose Parade,

then you better open up a goddamn umbrella,

because you sauntering in here, and this,

and all this bullshit, doesn't scare me one bit.

That's good. It doesn't scare you.

Well, I got some friends over at the NCAA

that will have a field day with putting the fear of God in your heart.

Oh, is that right?

So you gonna go Old Testament on me, JD?

The kid stays a Buckeye.

Everything goes back to normal,

and life is good for everyone.

And if not, we're coming for you

and everything you got your dirty little hands in.

And believe me, we know things.

That's right. Look away.

Open four.

Spencer.

Don't forget these.

For your pain.