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TOUIE: I done murdered. Worst thing a person could do.

That's what they want! So we keep killing each other!

That's what they're gonna keep doing until you get yourself out of this!

Araknet? Araknet.

NICK: I really think that this could be not only the new dark net.

I think it could be the new internet.

RON: Fully knowing, somebody else gon' pray some just like this.

Everybody gon' jump onto that.

NICK: There's one company out there called Guizer.

IZZY: I need a real team. I need millions.

I can get you millions.

IZZY: Your dad's friend? NICK: He's really interested.

He wants me to go to his Key this week.

Who did you sell to?

To Axis. Your friend Alex Bell.

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

NICK: This is not gonna work.

RON: What, just like that? Just 'cause of a little comp?

It's not a little comp. It's about who the competition is.

It don't matter if Alex got more resources, man.

We just gotta be bigger and better.

We'll figure this shit out. I mean, for her, personally.

Oh, you worried she gonna crack? Okay. Yes.

You good, girl?

Hey, so, we just wanna make sure, uh...

What's Abysm?

IZZY: A virus I'm writing.

Why are you doing that?

To knee-cap Guizer.

Okay, that's not a good idea.

Yeah, well, if they knew about Araknet, they would do the same.

Okay. That's why this is not gonna work.

Stop. Listen.

Do you want me to secure funding? Or do you wanna blow this whole thing up?

In a year, there's gonna be a new dark net,

and it can be Guizer or it can be Araknet.

But this, what you are doing, is just gonna show our hand.

And it's gonna piss them off.

NICK: It's definitely gonna piss them off.

They already own GenCoin.

If they... If they own the dark web, too...

I know. We stay the course. We just have to move quicker.

I'm gonna go to Wes Chandler's island tomorrow,

I'm gonna secure that funding,

Ronald, keep getting that user base up

so we have a strong foundation for when we go global.

RON: Local game's sorta plateaued, but I'm working on that.

What about you? How's your team?

You said you need someone else, right? You need a cryptographer?

We have anyone in mind?

Yeah, well, there's this one girl...

She's in NoCal. I mean, she's the best I know. She's unparalleled.

Okay. Do you know her personally?

Yeah. If we're gonna beat Guizer,

she's the only person I'd trust with the cipher.

Okay. Probably won't be long before Guizer goes live.

Let's get you on a plane.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

PILOT: (ON PA) Ladies and gentlemen,

we have begun our descent into San Francisco.

Flight attendants, prepare for landing.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON PA)

RON: Yeah, I was wonderin' if you know any folks in ATL

who might be interested in this kind of thing.

(ON PHONE) Hey, Nick, it's Wes. Um, my guy's gonna get you at 10:30 a.m.

to take you out to the island so we can chop it up about Araknet.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

MAN: (ON PHONE) Nah, man, I tried, but it ain't easy gettin' 'em jits

to trust some computer shit, feel me?

NICK: This is it?

MAN: This is it.

Is someone gonna get me, or...

Nothing?

(POP MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

Hello?

Hello?

WOMAN: Hello? Hi, uh...

Does Wes live here?

Sometimes.

Good, okay. I'm Nick. I'm a friend of his.

He didn't say anyone was coming.

Oh. Uh...

Well, is he here?

No.

Oh.

You wanna help me wash these?

Uh...

Yeah. Okay.

Um, are you expecting him back today at all?

Who knows? Huh.

I'm Nick, by the way.

I'm Mara.

You're his...

I'm his daughter.

Hmm.

Break off the leaf and scrub the dirt.

Yeah, sure. Uh...

Simple enough.

(MUMBLES)

So then, we'll be getting "return None".

And as you'll notice, "None" is a special value.

It behaves in a really odd way because what "None" tells us

is that there is, of course, no value

coming back from the computation.

Yeah, excuse me. Isn't the D supposed to be a lowercase or...

Yeah. You're right.

Sorry, guys.

Not enough coffee today.

Or, you know, too much. Right. (LAUGHTER)

So, um...

(SIGHS)

"None" tells us that there's no value coming back from the interpreter,

which is really weird, right?

So what's happening next...

IZZY: Didn't know how else to find you. So...

What? You couldn't just call me?

Would you have answered?

What are you doing?

What are you doing back?

Business.

Cool.

Look. Stella. I...

...really need you to know that I'm sorry I bailed.

And that's it?

Yeah.

Izz, I haven't seen you or heard from you in, what, four years.

I know what I did was wrong, and...

I just don't know what to say...

I felt shitty, I...

I was scared.

Stella, I miss... Okay.

Yeah, that's great to know then.

Clears all of that up.

Look, I'm sure you're real busy with your business,

so I'm gonna go, okay?

Wait, Stella.

Maybe we can grab a coffee or beer.

I have office hours.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(BEEPS)

WES: Hey, uh, you know what to do.

NICK: Hey, so...

So, I think your dad blew me off.

He didn't.

No? Did you talk to him?

No.

Look, my dad can be a monster, but he's literally incapable of lying.

So, if he said that he'll show, then he will.

But I can call him, though, unless, um,

unless you wanna stay for dinner.

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

So, is this like your weekend place?

I mostly live here. Mmm.

That's really nice.

My dad runs his business out here,

and I help him out with marketing and PR stuff.

Must be pretty isolating, though, huh?

Yeah.

I mean...

No, I... I...

I get it.

I can see you're really getting used to it.

And this chicken, by the way...

Mmm-hmm. Yeah. Wow.

Thanks. You're good.

We raise everything here.

Mmm-hmm. Yeah, I can tell.

It feels fresh, yeah. Very fresh.

I was there when he hatched.

From just a little egg.

His name was Meryl.

He was a cool dude.

Really wise soul, you know.

But I'm glad that you're eating him,

because I think Meryl would've liked you.

He... Ah...

(CHUCKLES) I mean...

I'm just fucking with you, dude.

(LAUGHS)

No, his name was Fred.

He tastes like a Fred.

(AMBIENT NOISES)

(SIGHS)

(BELLS CHIMING)

WES: Morning. (SIGHS)

NICK: Hey.

How'd you sleep?

Ah, great. Great.

It's very quiet here.

Mmm-hmm. It sure is.

There's coffee.

Oh, good.

I was, uh, beginning to think you weren't gonna show.

You met my little girl.

I did.

Yes.

(MARA CLEARS THROAT)

Did you fuck her? (CHUCKLES)

Dad. What?

I said, did you fuck her?

No.

What?

I, you know...

I mean, it's okay if you had.

I'm just making conversation. Yeah, well...

I didn't. So...

(BELL RINGS)

Hey, yo, Touie. You hear Ricky gettin' out?

(CHUCKLES) Yeah. Nigga got right quick.

Gonna be out here with the big dawgs.

Tied me up in that pen.

(IMITATING BARKING)

Yo, here they come. (CLEARS THROAT)

Hey, how you doin'? What's up?

What's up?

Oh, shit! That Rachelle though!

Girl got her eyes on you, nigga. What?

Just sayin'. Ever since word start gettin' out about you.

What word?

Come on, son.

Oskar and Jey-Jey.

(SIGHS) Yeah, I feel you on that.

Shit wouldn't be easy for me to talk about, neither.

Homeboy try to get me kill my family, I'd murk them fools, too.

Ain't nothin' to talk about, man.

Yeah, that's cool and all, Touie, but, yo,

you should know somethin'.

These niggas out here feelin' you on that.

All right?

Everybody know, don't nobody fuck with the Dacey fam.

Look, 'cause the Daceys got principles.

Am I right?

You're like a legend, my man.

A motherfuckin' legend!

(CHUCKLES)

So when girls like Rachelle lookin' at you smilin' and shit,

don't be actin' so God damned surprised, Touie.

You the man.

You slayin' these bitches, boy!

Come on, now.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

RON: So, uh, what's her name then?

TOUIE: Uh...

Rachelle.

(CHUCKLES)

Rachelle.

Okay. A real Haitian.

All right. Now we talkin'.

Ain't like it's a thing, you know. So...

Yeah, but she feelin' you though, right?

I don't know.

Damon thinks so.

Yeah, that kid's an idiot, but he's probably right. She's feelin' you.

(LAUGHTER)

Touie...

You blushin'.

(TUTS) Oh, man.

What the shit...

Stay right here.

Hey, you trippin', bruh?

Nah, bruh. Just out here tryin' to make a livin'. That's all.

Yeah, we called this block off. You know that.

You called it off. Bruh.

Ain't we pullin' stacks down on Araknet?

Ah.

This is just a little somethin' extra then?

Oh! Shit, nigga.

(LAUGHS)

Oh, man.

That's a little extra guap out here.

For sure.

Take it to the strip club,

throw it up, throw it up. Mmm-hmm.

305.

LH7.

Know what I'm sayin', right? (LAUGHS)

It's sad is what it is.

Needin' all this to feel hard.

Needin' be out here,

with these jits lookin' up to you 'cause you got them stacks.

Needin' these young girls to look at you 'cause you got all of them packs.

You lemme know how that feel when you suckin' a dick in the clinker.

Yo, better be hard inside than be a mark-ass bitch out here.

(GRUNTS) What's up? What's up?

Y'all get the fuck outta here!

Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.

(PANTING)

You good?

I brought your dad here a time or two.

Really?

Yeah. He actually, uh...

He helped me move the money to make this purchase, actually.

(CHUCKLES) No kidding.

Yeah.

(CHUCKLING)

So, I'd love to talk to you about Araknet when you're...

(GROANS) ...when you're ready.

Yeah. Sure.

Got my laptop at the house. Got a whole presentation for you.

(YAWNS)

Sounds good.

Oh. Oh.

There you go.

There you go.

Where'd you learn how to cook?

My mom.

She was a chef.

Oh, wow.

God, that must've been nice.

Nah, never around.

Put in a 14-hour day.

Huh.

She'd come home after I was already in bed.

Came in every night, though.

She thought I was asleep,

kiss me on the forehead.

I could smell the garlic all over her hands.

That was my memory of her.

Araknet.

Yeah.

I think it's gonna be a pass for me.

Are you serious?

I mean, we barely started talking about it.

Nah. I know enough.

But I have a whole presentation you haven't seen.

Nick.

It's you.

Uh, what does that mean?

You're not ready

to spearhead something of this magnitude.

You know, back in college,

we had this friend named Hagadorn,

but he's a real jokey son-of-a bitch.

Loved to get a rise out of you.

So, anyway, one day we're in the mess hall,

and we're eating tater tots,

stuffing our faces like wild animals

'cause we didn't have the cash for anything else.

And Hagadorn, moron that he is,

reaches over and grabs one off my plate.

Now, I know he's tryin' to get a rise from me, right?

So I keep my mouth shut.

And then he does it again.

Takes another one right off my plate.

So I pick up a fork,

and I look him in his eye and I say, "Hagadorn,

"you son of a bitch, if you do that one more time,

"I'm gonna take this fork and I'm gonna put it right through your fucking hand."

And Haggy, that stupid piece of shit, he thinks I'm joking, right?

He's laughing, he's spewing food out of his mouth, right?

He reaches over and takes another one...

(BANGS)

Went right through these two bones right here.

Nailed him right to the table.

(SIGHS)

So you wanna work with people who stab other people with kitchen utensils?

(CHUCKLING)

Now the point is, turns out Haggy and me are best friends,

to this day.

You wanna know why?

'Cause I owned him.

I mean, we kid about the hand, you know,

even though the son of a bitch can't even make his fist anymore.

We joke about that.

But the fact of the matter is,

whenever he looks in my eyes,

he knows he's lookin' at somebody who's gonna go all the way.

So he'd rather stand behind me than across from me.

Now...

You've grown into an impressive young man, Nick.

I mean, you're smart, you're caring, you're motivated,

and believe it or not, your father was really proud of you.

But when I look in your eyes,

all I see is the scared kid who stays in his room

while me and his old man were out back smoking stogies,

'cause the smell made him nauseous.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV)

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

(LIVELY CHATTER)

Wait. Izzy Morales?

Joe! (EXCLAIMS)

Ah, look! This is for you.

Okay. Thank you. I'll take one.

I didn't even know you were, uh... Oh, uh,

Stella invited me. I'm in town for a little business gig.

Wow. That's amazing.

Yeah.

Man, it is so good to see you. I mean...

Oh, ah, congrats, by the way!

Keri and I, we were watching Today a couple of months ago,

and we saw GenCoin.

It was just like, boom, suddenly, it's real, you know?

Like, the thing that Izzy was workin' on way back when...

It's good! Yeah.

Yeah, I'm gonna... I'm gonna go pee.

Okay.

Yeah. It was nice seeing you.

Okay. I'll be... I'll be here.

Yeah.

Oh, shit, Izzy!

Kasey.

Did you move back? No, I'm just...

I'm just visiting.

Oh. I mean, I just figured 'cause of the GenCoin stuff,

that's like... that's your GenCoin, right? The one that you were...

Yep. Dude! So, congrats!

Like, you invented a currency.

And you sold it to Alex Bell. That's gangsta!

Uh, they haven't mentioned your name in any of the articles. Is that like...

Yeah, it's because he stole it from me.

And then he cut me the fuck out of it,

and then I was homeless for three months.

Super-fucking-rad story. You look great, kid.

I'm sorry.

(POP SONG PLAYING)

VERA: Jing-Sheng bought in for ten thousand.

Kostya doubled that,

and then everyone else took their cocks out and started measuring.

Amazon. Samsung. Microsoft.

(CHUCKLES) With this much brand trust,

GenCoin will be more popular than Bitcoin by the end of the month.

Alex.

Are you re-authoring Nico's patch?

Mmm-hmm.

Why?

'Cause it's slow.

So you just

unilaterally decided to change the company's software

without asking me or the board...

I did. Yeah.

It's my company, right?

My face.

Do you remember when we first met?

You knew who my uncle was.

And yet, you still said yes to the offer.

Why?

'Cause after two very public flops,

you knew we were your only chance for any kind of funding.

You knew we were the only thing standing

between you and a Starbucks apron.

Do you know why I made you that offer, Alex?

I'll tell you one thing.

It wasn't because of this...

(DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS)

(GUNFIRE IN VIDEO GAME)

Come on, man! DAMON: Aw, shit, man! Oh, shit!

Yo, you cheatin', dawg!

Look at that shit. You're cheatin, bro!

Boom, boy!

That's all skill, bruh. That's all skill.

Now who next? Touie? Hey, it's you, man.

No, I'm straight.

Man, what is this Mr. Robot shit you been on, dude?

Man, for real. You been on this shit all week.

You haven't said shit.

You should be out there slayin' them bitches

since they all know your name now, dawg.

Hey, that's what's up, man. You goin' to that party with us tonight at Dorsett's?

Uh, maybe, I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

Your girl gonna be there.

Hey, that's what's up, dawg. You got a girl?

DAMON: Yo, Rachelle, yo!

She gonna be there.

It's time to slay that tight puss-puss-puss, bruh.

Hey, hey, hey, see? (LAUGHS)

I see your dick gettin' hard out there.

I see you.

You just be ready tonight, man.

MARA: Nick!

Hey. Hey.

Hey, man, I'm really sorry. My dad can be a total dick.

Ah, it's... it's all right.

No, I... I mean...

Araknet, I think it's really something.

Oh, cool. I appreciate that.

Well, I'd, um, love to hear more about it sometime.

Okay. Uh...

Um, what's your...

Uh... Oh, it's 786...

Mmm-hmm. ...555-0173.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Hey. That's you.

That's me. Got it.

Cool. So, yeah, call me some time.

Okay.

(SIGHS)

I missed this.

Me too.

Look at me.

I'm sorry.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Mmm.

She has a fiancé now.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I bet your folks are happy.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, you know them.

Yeah.

They're all over it.

I'm sure they are.

Mmm-hmm.

What's he like?

He's... He's nice.

He's nice.

Yeah.

Is that why you stuck around here?

(SIGHS) Yeah.

I heard about the Raytheon offer in LA.

Yeah. I just...

I don't really wanna do that work anymore.

Yeah. But you don't have to do,

like, fuckin' whatever, military shit.

You can do whatever you want.

Like literally, you can do whatever you want, Stella.

You've been the most in demand coder since you were like 17.

Stop.

Yeah. I just, um...

You know, I like researching now. And teaching.

Teaching's really nice. It's fulfilling.

Yeah? Yeah.

Yeah? Yeah, I'm happy.

Well, you could come work for me and be really happy.

(CHUCKLES)

What?

I'm serious, Stella. It's my new startup. It's called Araknet.

It's an encrypted anonymous network.

I mean, it's gonna replace Tor.

It's gonna be bigger. It's gonna be better.

It'll be the new dark web.

Stella, I just need a cryptographer.

I need the best one. I need you.

The encryption is a total pigfuck

and I need a cipher that can help make up some speed.

Huh. Babe...

We can do this.

Where you going, babe?

Don't.

Don't what? Stella, what's wrong?

Izzy, just don't.

Why are you getting dressed?

(SIGHS) Okay.

I wanna know the truth, okay?

Did you come here to recruit me?

(SOBS) You're a fucking user, Izzy.

Stella.

Stella!

Stella!

Leave me alone! Stella!

(DOOR OPENS)

Later, Pap. Hey, wait, wait.

Hold up, hold up, hold up, son.

Come here.

Is that my Gio?

Look. Sorry.

(CHUCKLES)

You smell like a man now.

Guess so.

You seein' that girl or somethin'?

Mmm. She's gonna be there tonight, so...

My boy.

(CHUCKLES)

What you gonna say to her? (CHUCKLES)

Um... I'll say, "Wuddup?"

(CHUCKLES) I don't know.

You're gonna say, "Wuddup?" Yeah.

(CHUCKLES) I think. Yeah.

Come on, son.

You're sharper than that.

If you want her to notice, you gotta get in here.

You walk right up to her, you sit down.

Don't ask her. You sit down. You say... What's her name?

Rachelle. You say, "Hey, Rachelle.

"I been noticin' you noticin' me

"and I like it."

Pfft!

Hey! (LAUGHS)

What?

No, Pap, no. Nobody spit game like that no more.

You see, it's a different time. All right?

And, you know...

Spittin' game make you sound...

...make you sound weak.

Doin' what everybody else do. That's what make you weak.

You wanna be like everybody else?

You a Dacey.

You ain't like everybody else.

All right.

All right?

Yeah. I mean, you know, I'll try.

All right.

You tell her you've been noticin' her noticin' you and you like it.

Her face turn red? That mean green, baby. You good.

We'll see.

It worked on your mama. Mmm.

Home by 12, though.

All right, Pap.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS) (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I know you ready, Touie. Touie, I know you ready, man.

Hey, what's up, homie?

What's up?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Yo, yo, we got a celebrity in the house, man.

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)

(LIVELY CHATTER)

Yo, yo, yo, Rachelle's right there, dawg.

Damn, Touie, you got this, man.

Tonight, you become a man. You become a man, hmm?

(CHUCKLES)

'Sup, Rachelle?

'Sup.

So, uh...

(STAMMERS) I been noticin' you noticin' me for a minute now.

And I like it.

(CHUCKLES)

You mind if I sit down for a second?

Yeah, you can.

So, uh...

You been lookin' at schools or anything?

Was thinkin' about Dade Medical.

No shit.

Yeah.

My mom did the nursing thing for a bit before she had me. She liked it.

That's dope.

So you like helping people.

(CHUCKLES)

What about you?

I mean...

I've been kinda doing this programming thing.

Like coding.

Learning and all that shit.

Mmm-hmm.

Still gettin' into it, you know.

But it's chill.

That's dope.

But, like, once you learn how to do it, you know, it's, um...

You kinda have like, control and shit.

'Cause you can just make programs and stuff?

No, I mean, with life.

You could get a job.

(CHUCKLES) I mean, you can...

I'm gettin' kinda faded.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Me too.

BLUE: Shit, nigga.

Hey, it's the prince of Little Haiti, ain't that right?

'Sup, Blue?

'Sup wit it, bruh?

Hey, mama,

lemme get a hit of that.

Good luck, bruh.

(SIGHS)

Shit, y'all.

Some wild ass times in here right now, though, ain't it?

Sittin' out here, like,

this like the last proper house left on the block, dawg, ain't it?

It's messed up, yo.

That's what I'm sayin', bruh.

I mean,

all this new guap comin' through, changin' shit.

For sure.

For sure. That's what's up.

Shit might be a little different though

if your daddy got up off his lazy old ass and make some moves, actually.

Ain't that right?

No. He makin' moves.

I mean, we've been on this dark net hustle pullin' down bills, you know?

Hey, man, you should check it out.

All right.

I'm sayin', though,

if Jey-Jey was still alive,

that nigga be out here fuckin' burnin' down these cracker-ass buildings.

You feel me?

That nigga be sprayin' cars and shit.

Jey-Jey won't stand for none of this shit.

Instead, we got your bitch-ass daddy out here.

(SCOFFS)

Tryin' to bring fancy shit

to the hood, nigga?

Fuck this shit look like?

Fuck you think they seeing?

Good times, Blue, all right? (CHUCKLES)

Hey, you wanna... go take a walk or somethin'? Yeah.

Let's go. Hey, nigga.

Hey, nigga!

Hey, your bitch-ass daddy gonna sink the whole hood, though, nigga.

TOUIE: Hey, bruh, let's go.

What you mean? TOUIE: Get up. Come on. Let's go.

BLUE: Hey, your bitch-ass daddy gonna sink the whole hood, though, nigga.

Everybody see that shit comin'. (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Oh, you don't hear me, nigga? DAMON: Touie.

You don't hear me, nigga?

DAMON: Yo! Touie, man, where you goin', dawg?

For real, Zo? You gonna let him do your daddy like that?

Your daddy, man. You gonna let him diss him like that?

All right, dude. DAMON: Touie.

Motherfucker, you the prince of Little Haiti, man.

That ain't no joke, man.

That's real talk, bruh. You need to put that nigga in his place.

RACHELLE: Let's go for a walk.

It's just talk, D, all right?

DAMON: He just dissed your daddy in front of everybody, man, for real.

BLUE: Hey, you a bitch-ass Dacey!

Mark-ass, punk-ass bitch.

There's two of 'em. What I'm saying, bruh.

BLUE: Come on, nigga.

RACHELLE: Shut up.

Fuck you tryin' to do, nigga?

RACHELLE: Say somethin'. DAMON: Protect your hood.

BLUE: Fuck you tryin' to do, nigga?

RACHELLE: What are you doing?

BLUE: Come on, bitch! DAMON: Get his ass, Touie.

Blue ain't shit, dawg.

(CROWD CHEERING)

Get him off you, Touie.

Come on.

DAMON: Yo, get that nigga off of you, Touie!

It's too late.

Stop him!

Get his ass, Touie!

(GRUNTING)

Choke this nigga out, Touie.

Get him, Touie!

BOY: Get that nigga ass, yeah!

Get his ass, Touie!

RACHELLE: Okay, that's enough. That's enough.

(GRUNTING)

(GUN SHOTS)

(GIRLS SCREAMING)

Touie.

BOY: Yo, what's with two bullets, man?

RACHELLE: Yo, call somebody!

Call somebody! (SOBBING)

Call somebody! DAMON: Someone call somebody, man!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SOBBING)

RACHELLE: I told you to stop him, Damon!

DAMON: I didn't know he was gonna shoot him, Rachelle.

RACHELLE: Call somebody!

BOY: Fuck, bruh!

(RACHELLE SOBS)

(WHEEZING)