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Early this morning, we broke 300,000 users.

NICK: All because of you, Wes. You put on a clinic at Buzz Tech.

Are we on a first date?

I didn't know that. I'm wearing my date dress.

I need to know. Can you protect my investments?

BOGDEN: Where is Isabelle?

RON: And I'm just out here chillin.

RON: Just like all my friends.

Come back then, with some of my friends.

(GUNS COCKING)

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

You ever have these?

Oh.

Missing out.

These aren't all for me, by the way.

I promised my kids.

Okay. So, Araknet...

There's no guarantee this cuts through.

I gotta be clear about that right up front.

Everybody's hip to this sort of thing.

Different times, you know?

Isaak says you're the best.

I am.

When can you have it out there?

I got a couple of guys I could put on it right away.

This one girl actually,

did a piece on Hillary last year...

You promised you'd be writing this yourself, Steve.

Well, I'm a little jammed up right now.

If you really need it that quick...

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(MOANING)

(GASPING)

You like that?

Stells, come here.

You don't have to do that.

(RADIO BLARING)

RADIO PRESENTER: ...causing massive swings in the market early morning.

No terrorist group has officially taken responsibility for the act.

The US sources say satellite surveillance shows the source of the missiles.

The situation is being monitored closely...

The fires have burnt 30% of the reserves.

With petroleum prices universally on the rise...

WES: So last week was a good week,

but we're nowhere close.

We managed to undercut some of Guizer's user base, but...

They've just got too much exposure already.

We need Beyonce.

That music streamin' outfit, Tidal.

Little company.

Hard to compete with Apple, Spotify.

Those are big dawgs.

But then

they go and sign an exclusive deal with Beyonce.

Now, if you a Beyonce fan, you've got to have Tidal to hear her new shit.

That's 100 million users right there. Boom!

So what are you saying? You want us to call Beyonce?

What are you getting at?

SchoolYard.

MARA: No shit, yeah, I read about this.

380 million users.

Fifth largest social media platform in the world,

and it just came out.

They selling their user data to the highest bidder.

Something they said they would never do.

They on a roast.

They need to restore trust.

RON: They need to reinvent themselves.

NICK: And we'd inherit all their users.

MARA: Yeah. All the one's that stay.

SchoolYard's our B.

That's what's up.

My friend, Kyle, knows one of their program managers,

so I could probably swing setting us a meeting.

Really?

WES: Where are they at? San Francisco.

All right.

Let's set it up for tomorrow. Whatever it takes.

Three of us. Take my jet.

Yo.

(SIGHS)

Sorry, man.

Everybody knows it was your idea.

I get it, bruh.

I'm a grown up.

You all right, though?

Peaches.

Okay.

I mean, there's a lot at stake.

It's not my business, I just wanna make sure you're...

You're okay.

I'm good, bruh.

Peaches.

Well, see you when I get back.

(GROANS)

(SPEAKING IN RUSSIAN)

(BOTH CONTINUE IN RUSSIAN)

(GRUNTS)

Shh, keep your voice down.

(BOTH CONTINUE IN RUSSIAN)

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

MARA: SchoolYard?

They're young. They're idealists.

Yeah. That's exactly where I think we should appeal to them.

Show them Araknet has the same intentions.

Operating outside the system.

Nah, nah.

No? No, man.

We're there to be their white knight.

Look, if we coddle them, if we placate 'em,

it's gonna seem like we're desperate.

No. We go in there and we let 'em know,

"Hey, you shit the bed.

"You hypocrite pricks.

"Your company's on life support

and we're here to give you a second chance."

I mean, maybe I'm wrong. Who knows.

Who knows.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

I get the three.

You sure do.

Thank you.

I'm gonna decimate the mini-bar.

Good night.

I could use a proper drink. How about you?

Yeah.

So, look,

your dad, he's...

He's got a lot of money.

But he has been out of the game for over a decade.

So I don't feel like

he's the most in-touch person,

and the thing about tech is, it's very touchy.

Well, you're right. I think you're right, but...

But I also think you're kind of missing the point.

Enlighten me.

It's a facade.

What's a facade? Your dad being out of touch?

No. Tech people being touchy-feely.

You know, at the end of the day, people are just people.

Paige Clarkson... Sure.

...the woman who runs SchoolYard,

is not a good person.

No?

My friend, Kyle, who set this up,

he gave me the scoop on her,

and she just talks a big game.

But all the Kumbaya bullshit, and the company retreats to Mammoth,

they do a thing called Activity Day where nobody does any work,

and they just do, like, arts and crafts. Oh, my God, your face.

I'm just saying...

Behind closed doors, Paige is a very different person.

Okay.

Bit of a C word?

God.

Sorry. Was that...

No, you can say it.

We're in mixed company.

Mixed company. Yeah, yeah.

Well, you can whisper it to me.

I'll whisper it to you.

(WHISPERS INAUDIBLY)

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, that's like my second favorite word of all time.

It is? Yeah.

What's your first?

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)

(YELLS) The monster! Get him!

CLAIRE: Guys... Hey! Guys! Guys!

Where'd you go? What are you doing?

They're capturing me! (YELLING)

Okay, okay, seriously, I need 15 minutes.

And then we can play. Okay? All right, guys.

Okay.

CLAIRE: Thought you were helping me with dinner. Go, go, go!

Thanks, lovey. I'll be done in 20.

NICK: I had more to drink than you, right?

I don't think so.

Why am I more drunk than you?

I don't think you are...

You're a tiny person.

No, I'm not. I think I'm just...

Yeah, you are.

I just slept more... Is this you?

Yeah, this is me. Oh, shit.

Okay. Well, that's me.

Oh, good to know. Okay.

Neighbors.

Um, you gonna be all right? You gonna

brush your teeth and all that stuff?

Good stuff. Yeah, I think so.

Yeah, let me know if you need me to hold your hair back or anything.

Right. Right. (CHUCKLES)

Okay, good night.

Uh...

Uh, tomorrow, at breakfast. Probably at 8:00 in the morning.

Oh, yeah. That.

Hey.

Sleep safe.

You too. Sweet dreams.

ANCHORWOMAN: ...year olds in the US.

Fewer research finds that

millennials have now taken over baby boomers

as the largest living population. Baby boomers that cohort

that define our relationship with money...

(KNOCK ON DOOR) MAN: Ronnie!

...how we make it...

Ronnie!

What they do, dawg?

What they do?

Say, man.

Can't leave you out here by your lonesome, you feel me?

Simon still holdin' that table for us.

Just like old times.

We'll hit the club, dawg.

All right.

(GRUNTS HAPPILY)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING)

At least I'm about to hit the club tonight, boy.

Yeah, boy.

Big Ronnie and his boys!

Like old times, fam.

Like we used to do it.

(LAUGHS)

(HIP-HOP MUSIC CONTINUES)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(GASPS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GRAVE MUSIC PLAYING)

I don't even think this shit is ringing.

(CAR APPROACHES)

That's him.

IZZY: Thank you, Raul.

STELLA: Thank you.

Hell you been at?

I missed the meeting with the network team.

Shit.

IZZY: Look, dude, I know you're not all about picking our asses up every day,

but this is what we agreed to with Wes.

Ronnie.

Are you okay?

Get down! Get down, get down, get down.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

IZZY: Ronnie. RON: Stay down.

(GUNS COCKING)

My God, Izzy!

STELLA: Izzy! Oh, my God! RON: Stay down, stay down.

Glass is bulletproof.

(GUN FIRING STOPS)

(GRUNTS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(GUNSHOTS) Oh, my God, Ronnie! Watch out!

Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie!

(SHOOTING EMPTY ROUNDS)

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(GROANING)

(SPEAKING RUSSIAN)

(MAN GROANING IN PAIN)

(GRUNTS)

(ALL CONTINUE IN RUSSIAN)

Stells, I got you. I got you.

RON: Y'all all right? Damn, Ronnie!

What the hell was that?

Were they following you?

I missed it.

Yeah. Yeah, you missed it,

'cause you're all messed up.

I smelled you from the damn boat.

STELLA: Izzy, stop. Please. I'm not gonna go anywhere, okay?

You're going home.

No, I'm not. Can you... You're going back to Palo Alto,

you're gonna beg that guy to get back with you,

and you're gonna forget any of this happened.

No, Izzy!

Can you just, like... Can you put all my stuff down?

Can we just talk about this for like, one second?

I'm not gonna go...

Ronald sent Tam away.

When shit got really real,

he sent his wife and his daughter away.

And what did I do, Stella?

I called you and asked you to drop everything,

and I flew your ass out here.

And I put you right here,

right in the middle of the problem. That's where I put you.

You shouldn't have been here.

What's that?

Is this yours?

(SOBBING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

This is Nick.

WES: No, I like it.

Good.

Okay. Do you wanna reschedule?

What?

What? No, hang on. Sorry. Sorry. Slow...

Will you just say that again, what that...

I've never heard of this. I'm sorry.

The Phoenix Sentinel?

The fuck is the Phoenix Sentinel?

NICK: What?

What?

MARA: Shit. NICK: I don't know what...

NICK: Um...

Okay. Okay. I... Shit, shit...

WES: Holy shit. MARA: Oh, my God.

This is just fake news. This is... Phoenix Sentinel?

It doesn't matter. Basically everybody else has picked it up.

Holy shit. I mean, look at this.

It just doesn't have anything to do with us. So I don't really know...

This is insane. This sinks us.

This is... NICK: I'll get to the bottom of it

and I'll... I understand.

Let me get to the bottom of it.

How in the world... How?

I don't know how,

but it doesn't really matter now because it's already happening.

There's literally no way to get it off.

I'm gonna get back to you. Doesn't matter.

I'm gonna get back to you. Thank you so much.

Well, obviously, they canceled. Holy shit.

This has got to be Axis, right?

No shit.

We need to do a pre-emptive email 'cause everyone's gonna see it.

WES: I mean, I'm not taking this shit from Axis.

Wow. So everyone...

I mean, everyone knows.

Let's start emailing our clients

and let them know that there's this bullshit out there.

NICK: Why would you bail over this?

WES: I'm telling you. But the thing is that it's not true.

No, don't. Please wait.

Don't hang up. Well, look.

Dude, you gotta call me tomorrow morning

NICK: That's a very big mistake, man.

...and you're gonna beg me to forget this conversation ever happened.

Because it's bullshit.

MARA: I know everyone's picked it up. Trust me, you don't need to tell me.

What I'm asking you is where it came from. I mean...

It's smoke and mirrors, man.

MARA: Can you just... Okay. WES: I'm telling you.

WES: Right.

(SNIFFLES)

This was really dumb. Okay, no.

Izzy, it wasn't dumb.

I didn't think.

Well, I did.

Look.

I knew the risks

when I was coming out here. This was my choice.

Not yours.

Hey, Izz. Izz.

Sorry, guys. Um,

can you call Nick? He's trying to reach you.

There's some bad shit happening.

NICK: We're gonna squash it.

It's literally everywhere.

I know. Mara's talking to some people right now.

What about our other clients?

Nick?

Nick!

They're dropping like flies.

This is gonna kill us. If people think that we're cliqued to the Feds...

No, no. Look, we can fix it.

Sure, okay. How?

Nick, you can't fix fake news. Once people see it...

Listen.

We think the only way we get out from under this

is if the original author comes out publicly

and says the whole thing was a hoax.

And that confessional would have to be

every bit as big as the fake story.

That's impossible.

Can you find out who wrote it?

Sure. I can try and trace his IP address,

but the dude's probably hiding behind major layers

of proxies and shell corps.

Yeah, okay, but it's doable?

Anything's doable, Nick.

Well, then, let's make it happen.

What if we find the guy?

How are you gonna get this person to come out publicly against his own article?

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Ronald.

Queen?

Queen. IZZY: What?

Check this out.

I think you're gonna be happy.

So I hacked into the Phoenix Sentinel website

and I tracked the log registration down to this handle.

CreepyCruller73.

From there, I looked at other sites that used that exact same handle

and one of them was linked to this shell corporation.

Donut Fiend, LLC.

So, obviously, from there, it's easy.

I just went into the original registration address for the shell corporation, and...

Steve.

RANCE: Steven Brasik.

Fired from the Herald four years ago.

That's your guy.

You're welcome.

(LAUGHS)

IZZY: This guy's a douchebag.

This is a guy who makes a million dollars a year

ruining people's lives.

He got kids, Izzy.

He got a family.

I'm not asking you to kill him, Ronnie.

Just...

Convince him. (SIGHS)

Why don't you convince him if that's all he need?

Just movin' the pieces,

like you always do.

Me,

Nick,

your homegirl, Stella.

You don't never think of the consequences till it's too late.

Have you ever think about that, Izzy?

Why you got all this badness that just follows you around?

I get it.

You're goin' through a lot of shit right now.

It's understandable.

But if you can't do this one thing,

Araknet's as good as dead.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(SWITCHES ENGINE OFF)

(SEAT BELT INDICATOR BEEPS)

(BOTH CRYING)

(GASPS)

(CLAIRE CRIES)

(GROANS ANGRILY)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

It's all good.

y'all know how to count to 100?

Yeah.

When I leave, you count to 100.

Then you help Mommy

and you help Daddy.

You got that?

Okay.

It's okay.

First thing tomorrow. Make it happen.

(CRYING)

BROOKE: There was this story about Bernie last year.

STEVE: Yeah, that was completely made up.

There was also, as I am sure you recall,

a less than savory story about some people at our own network here.

STEVE: And I feel awful about it, Brooke, I really do.

BROOKE: So you're going on the record to say that story wasalso fabricated?

STEVE: 100%.

Would you be willing to go on the record

right here today and tell us

pretty much everything you've published through the Phoenix Sentinel...

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

STEVE: Totally fabricated, totally false.

Hello, this is Nick.

Hey, there, how's it goin'?

Yeah. Yeah, we actually are still in town, funny enough.

Had a... had a couple of meetings still.

Um,

this afternoon?

Yeah. Let me... You know what, let me check real fast. Hang on.

Yeah. It's gonna work fine. Um,

so we'll see you there? 4:00?

Okay, excellent. See you then.

Pow!

You son of a bitch.

How are you?

Suhil. I'm Wes.

Hi. Paige. Nice to meet you. Very nice to meet you.

MARA: Hi. Nick. Hi.

Becca. NICK: Nice to meet you, Becca.

You as well. Thank you, guys, for coming in.

NICK: Our pleasure. Thanks for having us.

So sorry for bailing the other day.

Oh, hey, that's totally understandable.

We'd have probably done the same thing.

Yeah, we get it.

Well, thank God it got debunked, though.

Tell me about it. That Steve Brasik guy's a creep.

Yeah. Unfortunately, there's still like, a million other guys

just like him out there.

NICK: Gross. MARA: That's true.

WES: You know what's not fake news?

(EXHALES)

You guys seem to be in a lot of trouble.

Um, more like a PR problem.

I mean, what happened?

You were challenging the big dogs.

Facebook. Snapchat...

We still have a healthy share...

You're not even part of the conversation anymore.

Nah, I wouldn't say that.

Your stock is bleeding like a 13-year-old girl.

Now, your users, I mean,

they think you're stealing all their information

selling it to the big conglomerates.

Because you are.

Which, I mean, whatever. But

don't get caught, right?

Especially when you're touting yourself as the new digital Robin Hood.

Look...

You're not wrong.

Our CFO... He went a little rogue,

trying to position us for our IPO.

Whoops.

Yeah, but, we're in a place...

SUHIL: Look.

Did you guys come here to pitch us or just shit all over us?

Now, I got a pretty full day, so...

PAIGE: Suhil. What?

Please.

Screw this, right? I mean, what are they gonna offer us that Guizer already hasn't?

Guizer?

You guys are talking to Alex Bell?

So I take it that this is more of a leverage meeting?

PAIGE: No. No. BECCA: No, look.

I really like what you guys are doing.

It's friggin' rad.

PAIGE: Yeah.

Nothing is set in stone, so we're...

NICK: Okay, well, that's good, Paige.

That's really good because I gotta tell you,

people's opinions are not gonna change of you just because you team with Guizer.

Especially not when they find out

that you've been stealing from your own foundation.

I'm sorry you lost your mom. I lost mine the same way.

But I didn't feel the need to set up a cancer foundation

to supplement some income.

(WHISPERS) What are you doing?

(SCOFFS) I have no idea what you're talking about.

NICK: No?

Okay. Maybe I got it wrong.

It's possible I misread.

Let me see.

No. There it is.

Yeah. It's right there.

Where did you get this?

Same place I found your emails detailing your affair with Suhil.

Whoa. Hold on a sec.

I have a question for you. Did she know you were taking those pictures?

Because I definitely don't think she knew you were sending them

to your buddy Josh on the network team.

You guys seriously... NICK: Anyway, point is,

there's a lot of fun stuff on there,

um, which we can get into or not.

(SCOFFS)

(EXHALES)

This is blackmail.

No... no, it isn't.

Blackmail? I'm just telling you this in the interest of full transparency.

And if, in turn,

my truthfulness caused you to go to Araknet instead of Guizer, well,

it's just a boon to everyone.

I just got an email that said they're gonna migrate their users

to our network within the week.

Oh, snap!

I'm gonna put Rance's team in touch with Suhil.

If he's still working for 'em.

Yeah. If he's still alive.

We should also put together a little press release.

Yeah, I'm already on it.

You slayed it, brotha.

Hey, thank you.

It was mostly Izzy, but I'll take it.

Take it. Was it mostly Izzy?

You're right. I slayed 'em.

You did. Thank you.

I did it.

I'm gonna make a quick call. Yeah.

Feelin' good?

Yeah. Super.

You were really somethin'.

WOMAN: Hello?

Hi.

Wesley, you woke me. What time is it there?

Well, actually,

I'm on the West Coast tonight, so

it's even earlier.

(GROANS)

I miss you.

WES: When are you gonna be Stateside?

WOMAN: I don't know.

WES: I'll come see you.

I need you to get behind me. Yeah.

(MOANING)

WOMAN: How is my Mara?

She's amazing.

She's...

MARA: Pull my hair.

What? Pull my hair.

Pull my hair harder.

Harder, yeah. Like that. Yeah?

You can do it harder.

WES: She's so beautiful.

She reminds me of you when we first met.

Harder.

Pull my hair harder.

Harder, please.

Harder.

Hurt me.

Like this? Like that.

Don't stop.

Yeah, like that.

Yeah, like that.

(MOANING)

(BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY)

Are you okay?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

I love you.

WOMAN: Get some sleep. I'll talk with you soon.