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♪ Kane is in the building ♪

(MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ 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 Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows ♪

♪ And I wanna tell you something that you probably should know ♪

♪ This that "Slumdog Millionaire" Bollywood flow ♪

♪ And, uh ♪

♪ 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 moving kinda slow ♪

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

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(MUSIC PLAYING)

- Keep her close, Roberto. - Sure.

(WOMEN LAUGHING)

♪ Give it what you can while you still can give it ♪

♪ Give it what you can, can ♪

♪ Give it what you can 'cause you gotta live with it ♪

♪ Give it what you can, can ♪

I give it five stars, Tony. Five stars.

♪ In every situation there's a good and bad ♪

♪ The world's sittin' right on the ledge ♪

♪ We gotta keep our eyes wide open ♪

♪ And hope we don't fell off the edge ♪

♪ Livin' in a world that don't look confusin' ♪

♪ Grabbed all the food we eat ♪

♪ Better conditions is just... ♪

He may be fashionably late,

but our intrepid leader does not arrive empty-handed.

(ALL CLAPPING)

Are you about to hand us cash or somethin'?

Even better. You cannot sip hundies,

so I've been saving these bad boys

for a very special occasion.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Any of you motherfuckers that don't drink wine,

- fuck you, you start tonight. - (ALL LAUGHING)

♪ Give it what you can while you still can give it ♪

♪ Give it what you can, can ♪

♪ Give it what you can 'cause you gotta live with it ♪

- ♪ Give it what you can, can ♪ - (TAPS ON WINE GLASS)

SPENCER: Yay.

"Go West, young man.

Go West."

- Why? - What the fuck do you mean, why?

- It's a super-famous quote. - By who?

I don't... Your fuckin' mother. I have no idea.

(ALL LAUGH, EXCLAIM)

JOE: I don't know. Fuckin'...

All right, forget it. You go.

- All right, all right. - RICKY: Let's help him out.

SPENCER: I can't drop a quote, I'm not that smart.

You're fuckin' Mensa compared to this table.

SPENCER: Let me drop a little knowledge.

With success and self-improvement

comes obligation...

Fact.

and now we know that our brothers,

starting with Mr. Charles Greane,

- the Big Man himself... - I'm proud of you.

And our other brother, Tricky Ricky Jerret...

on their long, glorious journey to the other coast, Californ-I-A.

We're just relocatin'. We're not dyin', brother.

So much pressure on me I feel like I'm dyin'.

Safe passage, our brothers.

These brothers are flyin' on private jets,

not travelin' on wagon trains.

Shut the fuck up.

I'm tryin' to deliver my goddamn toast.

We love you, we will miss you,

and we will hold it down until you return.

- Cheers. - I'll drink to that.

May you always have a clean shirt,

a clear conscience,

and enough coins in your pocket

to buy yourself a pint.

Irish.

Sit your drunk ass down.

JASON: I'll drink to that, too!

(ALL CHEERING)

Spencer, walkin' me to my car?

Can't believe it, man.

Don't expect a kiss good night.

- Ah. - Shit.

You might change your mind about that.

Whoa, look at you.

I see all that neglect last year didn't go in vain.

When I tell you I got you, I got you.

I knew that then. I just wanted some concrete evidence, brother.

- Like an episode of Dateline? - Right.

Word on the street is, though, you're looking for funds to expand.

- Yes, we're looking to expand. - So am I, baby.

- Count me in. - You sure about that?

Come on, man, hell, yeah. And they got another five comin' after that.

I'm feelin' the pressure. Come on.

And you know you want to follow us to L.A. You know you do.

No, me and SoCal don't mix.

Why, what's the problem?

It's a long story for another time.

Go on, get home.

- You know I love you. - Love you too.

(PHONE CHIMING)

It's a little fuckin' early.

And a happy good morning to you too, Spencer.

- Who is this? - It's Candace Brewer.

Candy. What do I owe the honor of hearing your voice?

I would have assumed you were a morning guy, Spencer.

Picture you at the gym at 4 a.m. doin' curls.

I am a morning guy,

but today's my cheat day.

Mm.

Plus, I'm feeling a little under the weather.

Well, I have some info

that should boost your immune system.

I'm always open to good news.

You're on the ballot.

Contrary to public opinion,

I'm not ready to throw my hat in the ring yet.

I'm not talking about public service.

Although, with the new brand of politics taking hold,

- you'll fit right in. - (KNOCKING ON DOOR)

I don't quite know if that's a compliment or not.

I'm talking about the Hall of Fame, Spencer.

And I wouldn't tease you

about something this momentous.

Wow. Well, I'm... I'm actually speechless.

Well, I'm not.

Congratulations. It's well earned.

Candy, thank you so much.

Really appreciate the call.

You're ten hours early. Calais meeting isn't till 6:00

Come on, get ready.

Got things to do, other people to see.

Like what? Calais is the only reason

I agreed to come out here.

- What are you doing? - I don't know,

I heard you talkin' to somebody. Thought maybe

you pulled something out of the hotel bar last night.

I was talkin' to Candace Brewer.

The days of me pulling anything out of hotel bars are long gone.

Yeah, me too. Gross.

Candy Brewer, huh?

Shit. We're in trouble again, right?

I don't care. She can't hurt me.

Old trouble? New trouble?

No, no, no, we're fine,

I'm just on the ballot for the Hall of Fame.

You motherfucker.

- Congrats, man. - Yeah.

God, I just got chills. It's like I'm on the ballot too.

Holy shit. You deserve it.

Now, come on, shower it up. Let's go.

All right, let's do it. Do we have to sit in bullshit traffic?

- What are we doing? - We're going shopping.

Where we goin', Rodeo?

No, Lance Klians.

He's an old Burn buddy of mine. Ran into him last night.

He needs to sell his company.

So you're taking advantage of somebody else's misery.

Come on, man, I'm feeling good today.

Don't start the day with a lecture on karma.

What does Lance do?

He's the king of action sports, my friend.

Hi.

Hi, sir. I'm Andrew, your executive assistant.

- You got something stuck in your eye? - No, sir. It's a twitch.

It goes away after I get to know my boss for a few months.

- I've had a couple. - OK, cool.

- Well, you just call me Charles. - Thanks, Charles.

First order of business, where do you want your desk and sofa?

Ah! OK, so I'm thinking

we push the desk up against the window,

we move the couch over against the wall,

with the coffee table and armchairs facing in.

Oo-wee. You're goin' good now. Something wrong?

It's just not very feng shui your way.

Besides, I thought you'd want it a little bit different than Les.

He had it arranged that way?

- Why didn't you speak up and say so? - (KNOCK ON DOOR)

Sorry to interrupt.

- Mr. Thompson. How ya doin'? - I'm good.

So, what are you planning with the 300 or so people

- who work for you now? - 300. Wow.

I didn't realize there were so many people.

Oh, yeah. You have everyone from administration, communications,

community affairs and engagement,

consumer sales and marketing,

data analytics...

Andrew. I got it. Everyone.

Is this overwhelming for you?

'Cause you seem like you're a little overwhelmed.

- No. No, sir. - Good. Because basically,

everyone that works in this building

and in this organization in general,

they work for you now, Charles.

- Except you, sir. - Yeah.

In my experience,

it's best not to keep people in limbo.

You know, just cut the dead weight fast.

Maybe they'll find another job.

Yeah?

Call me if you need me.

JOE: Whoever says they miss sleeping in their own beds when they're away,

never slept in a fuckin' five-star hotel.

Don't you love being on the road together?

Huh? Me and you? Where we goin' next?

Someplace romantic like the Maldives?

Take that if the answer's yes!

- Yes! - Hey, buddy.

Brother. How's the Left Coast? It's pissin' rain out here.

The last time I was in L.A., someone slipped me a Mickey at the ESPYs.

I'm not even gonna tell you whose bed I woke up in,

but they looked a helluva lot like Bill Cosby.

Sure as hell ain't nothing like good ol' Miami, where people tell you

they're gonna take advantage of you before they even do it.

While you're out there suffering, I need you to do something for me.

- What do you got? - There's this kid I need you to check out.

He's the top quarterback in the country.

The kid out of Stanford, right? Arm like a cannon?

No, no, no. Not college. High school.

Shit.

His mom's an old friend of the family.

They just need some guidance, that's all. Nothing shady.

I don't like the optics of this one bit.

When has that ever stopped you before?

It's not about you.

Everybody with a bag of cash is talking to this kid.

Just do it for me and give them a call while you're out there.

- Can you? - Only for you.

You're the best. Thank you, brother.

I miss you.

- What's this? - Got us something special

so we could roll in style while we were here.

- Wow. - Hey, am I crazy,

or are their palm trees greener than ours?

Nah, they're just thirstier.

♪ Just let go of sorrow ♪

♪ Like there's no tomorrow ♪

♪ 'Cause tonight might be your last ♪

♪ So stay up till sunrise ♪

♪ Sunrise ♪

♪ Wipe the tears from your eyes ♪

♪ Your eyes ♪

♪ Leave it in the past ♪

God damn!

This is a Real Housewives of Orange County crib!

(LAUGHS) Hell, yeah.

Hi! Nice to see you both again.

I think that I am starting to get a feel

for what you guys like.

I like her!

Oh, baby, so sweet. Isn't he?

He sure is. Maybe one day soon I'll find a man just like him.

Bitch, just open the door already.

- (CLEARS THROAT) - RICKY: Ooh.

You know I'm just fuckin' with you, Nancy.

- (WHISPERS) Is she? - Don't get me involved.

NANCY: So, is it really true

that you're retired?

TTD: We haven't decided that yet.

But like I said before, and I'll say it again,

I am retired, officially, but the real blessing is,

I get to spend time with my daughter and her beautiful mother.

We might go meet with the Chargers.

No, we ain't meetin' with the Chargers.

Shut the fuck up, T.

Well, I really liked watching you play.

Seriously, you need to stop that before you get us all killed.

Amber don't fuck around.

(PHONE RINGING)

It has his-and-her bathrooms and his-and-her closets.

Oak and cedar. Hermes orange in the men's, Chanel pink in the women's.

Whatever you want to do, baby.

Like they say, "Happy baby mama, happy life," right?

It's "Happy wife, happy life," baby.

- Is it? Semantics. - Yes.

OK, you know what?

Maybe you should show me where the kitchen is

since I'm gonna be the one doing most of the cooking.

It's like a 24 hour-a-day job.

Baby Serene can wake up at any time,

and I gotta fry up some shit, y'know?

- (DOOR CLOSES) - Mm-hmm.

Let's take it to a window.

- Oh, you're so crazy. - Yeah. Arr!

Only way I can tell if I like the house.

Let's give it our blessing.

(BOTH MOAN)

TTD: On, off.

- (FLIPPING SWITCH) - On, off.

- On, off. - (RICKY, AMBER MOANING)

So what'd you say this was? A Viking or a Wolf?

♪ So, let me tell you like this ♪

♪ I'm who you're looking for, I'm the wiz ♪

♪ You ain't never seen another like this ♪

♪ There ain't no one to do it like I ♪

♪ I'm irreplaceable, that's no lie ♪

♪ Been tokin' on the grade, I'm so high ♪

Fifty mil for a concrete box with an "X" on it.

Somehow I was expecting just a little bit more.

Maybe they like to keep a lot hidden beneath the surface.

Sort of like you, pal.

- (TAPS ON GLASS) - (GASPS)

- (MAN LAUGHS) - Oh, my God.

- Whoooo! - Whoa. Wow.

- Here you are. - Yeah, huh?

Jaguar '67. An English classic.

Like riding in the Queen's vagina.

Rough ride, but worth it for the prestige.

- I'm Lance Klians. Wow. - It's good to see you.

- Congratulations on the HOF. - I had to tell Lance. Sorry.

That's OK. Just on the ballot. We'll see what happens.

Modesty's your superpower, not mine.

Joe told me a lot about you in a short time.

Said you guys really tore up the playa at the Burn on many occasions.

Yeah, nothing quite like Joe here

running around in a pair of steampunk goggles

and a banana hammock.

Christ. Sorry I missed it.

And I'm sorry I saw it.

I have no regrets.

LANCE: Welcome to our humble abode.

Seven years in the making, we specialize in extreme sports.

We got 250 employees, all with impeccable taste, as you can see.

Athletes, branding,

distribution, Motocross, BMX.

If you can ride it, I can sell you on it.

You remember that Robbie Madison video "Pipedream"

that I sent you last year? They did that.

Yeah, I did that. With DC Shoes.

SPENCER: Ah. I remember that one. That looked expensive.

D'you know, it was expensive. And it was all on DC's dime.

No, I'm good.

But to put it into perspective,

I don't imagine it cost a lot more

than that exquisite pocket square you're sporting.

Yes, Spencer also has impeccable taste, as do I.

How do you feel about surfing?

Look at him... do you think he floats easily?

My ancestors invented the sport.

Well, Spencer, you're in luck, because the

Huntington Surf Classic is next weekend.

That seems like hella fun.

The pussy is spectacular.

The whole beach is strewn with pussy.

- That is, if you like pussy. - I do.

This is Annie. She's the head of our branding.

- Hi. - Hello.

And this bright young thing is Jesse,

she's one of our great up-and-coming stars

- here at Sports X. - What up, dudes?

- What up. - Hey. All right.

Well, I see Lance is keeping the Human Resource department

extremely busy these days.

Spencer's very socially responsible.

We don't mind. It's just Lance's lingo.

That's right, just my cunnilingo.

Do you need to know about our daycare policy,

our drug action schemes?

I'm assuming the drugs are pretty prevalent in this culture.

We're more corporate than you might think.

I myself am five years sober. Just last week, actually.

Congratulations. And Burning Man?

- (LANCE STAMMERS) - Burning Man!

One-week hiatus, but other than that, I'm clean.

- Doesn't count. - Ask anybody you want.

Let me introduce you to the team.

OK, fuck off, you lot, the grownups are here,

we've got to talk about business.

On your way, get out there and do what you do best.

No one likes a good-looking homeless person. Go on, fuck off.

Well, Lance, I gotta give it to you, man,

this is all very impressive, and I like the vibe that you've created here.

That's really kind of you to say.

And also it's really beautiful that you came over here,

knight in shining armor action,

because this situation is properly fucked up.

My financiers come to me and they say, "We're buying you out."

I say, "Fuck that, I'm buying you out."

Problem is, I don't exactly have $50 million just lyin' around.

- Yeah. - $50 million is a lot of coin

for a shop that represents pro athletes,

regardless of how hyped they are.

They got a surf channel too. Tell him about the surf channel.

They're totally vertical.

Joe is telling you the truth.

One-one-one-three.

SPENCER: Wow.

Maybe it could be a little easier to get to.

It's no different from typing in 206 for ESPN.

- We're in 20 million homes. - SPENCER: How about events?

- Do you own any of those? - No, but we would like to.

Listen, Sports X could be a global Goliath.

Do you really think our corporate cultures would be a good fit?

I can get along with anybody.

But you're never gonna understand Sports X in the board room.

Sports X don't happen here. Sports X happens out on the beach.

Let's get out there, feel the sand between your toes,

the wind blowing through your... scalps,

- see what it's really about. - All right. I like it.

AMBER: Baby, as much as I love house-hunting with you,

I'm getting tired.

I'll bet you are.

How do you think I feel?

I'm like a bird without a nest, baby.

- Me too. - Shut up, TTD,

before we send your ass back to South Beach.

We can't get no privacy in my mama's house when we're havin' sex.

- True. - Baby...

You don't have to talk about your sexual habits in front of your baby.

Why not, Mama? She knows where she came from.

- Don't you, Serene? - Let me cover Baby Serene's ears

so she don't have to hear this shit. Ain't that right?

- Why you keep hittin' me? - Shut the fuck up, TTD.

Baby. Your language in front of Serene?

You can take your frustrations out on me if you want to,

but you know what I think?

I think you should rent, just in case you want to go back and play.

You don't want to be stuck with some $15 million mansion you ain't livin' in.

He ain't goin' back, TTD.

I sat out all season... didn't miss it at all.

- You tellin' the truth? - Yeah.

Good. 'Cause you know the rules.

Baby goes where Mommy goes, and Mommy goes where Daddy goes.

It's what we call a family.

I don't need to be stuck in some $15 million Newport Beach mansion

and you gone half the year in Texas.

'Cause that would suck for you. (CHUCKLING)

Ain't gonna happen, baby. All right?

(PHONE RINGING)

- Who's that? - Oh, it's Spencer.

Probably about some investments we're lookin' into.

You know.

♪ ...feel it too ♪

So this surf thing is a pretty big deal, huh, Lance?

WSL don't fuck about. The Offspring are performing,

last year it was Social Distortion.

- Those are recording artists. - Yes, I know that, Joe.

I caught 'em on Warped tour.

You don't strike me as a Warped tour type of guy.

(LAUGHS) Trust me, I'm not.

Well, we can work around that.

The important thing to understand is,

this is not finance, this ain't football,

this is more than that.

This is lifestyle.

You know, I like our lifestyle in Miami

where we have 200 people counting on us.

What's a couple hundred more, really, for limitless opportunity?

All right, tell me about your current roster.

Pure fire. Tell 'em, Freelance.

Kelly Slater, Laird Hamilton, Tony Hawk, Robbie Maddison,

Nyjah Huston, Zion Wright, Travis Pastrana.

But best of all,

the jewel in the Sports X crown...

behold... Parker Jones.

Boom.

That's him right there, rippin'.

He's favored to win the Classic.

- He's black. - No, he's not black;

he's green.

This boy is money wrapped in skin.

So you think he's gonna be the Jackie Robinson of surfing?

That he's gonna be the one to break the color barrier?

More than that. This kid could be like a black Michael Jackson

with an uncomplicated erotic life.

(LAUGHS) I don't even know what the fuck that means.

But I like your forward thinking.

But this is not our business.

OK, listen, I'm gonna leave you guys

to your couples counseling session.

I'm gonna consult with the Great Consigliere in the sky. Mwah.

All right. We'll be here.

- Gotta love that guy, right? - This is not us.

It's not what we do. This isn't who we are.

Come on, Joe, I got fuckin' sand in my shoes.

We're anybody we want to be.

That's what you always say to me, right?

Were we financial managers? Were we real estate developers?

Were we shoulders for 6'5", 300-pound Super Bowl losers to cry on?

No, we were none of those things, but we did it all, right?

You're ready to bet $50 million on your boy Lance?

JOE: Yeah. Yeah.

I think so. I mean, you know, with our help...

You think so, or you know? You don't even sound sure, Joe.

Hey, hey, hey.

I'm ready.

How long would I have to be out here?

Jesus Christ, man, what is your negative vibe with this place?

Are you delinquent on child support?

Are you ducking a paternity suit with a Laker Girl?

It's complicated, Joe.

I didn't ask for your fuckin' Facebook status.

I'm just asking for you to get with me on this opportunity.

Text your boy, tell him we'll be back. I want to show you something.

OK.

JOE: I don't know if he's got his phone on him, but...

you know, he'll get it.

What's up, y'all? Charles. How ya doin'?

- Little chilly in here. - I could have them turn off the A.C.

I'm talking about the reception, Andrew.

- I do feel the ice grill. - Yeah.

I guess everyone's pretty upset that Les is gone, huh?

No, they've just gotten attached to their jobs,

and they know with you here, those days might be numbered.

- Ahem! - (GLASS CLINKING)

CHARLES: Excuse me, everybody!

How y'all doin'?

My name is Charles Greane, the new GM of the Rams,

as I'm sure most of you already know.

Now, I don't want to be called "sir," or "Mr. Greane,"

or "Mr. General Manager."

"Charles" is fine.

All right, well, I just want to let you all know that I respect you all,

and I'm here for you during this difficult period of transition.

So if have any questions...

MAN: Why'd they cancel the chocolate chip cookies?

WOMAN: We don't blitz enough!

That is a statement, not a question, ma'am.

They call the chocolate chip cookie cancelation Cookiegate.

I did not know that. Thank you.

- What is it that you do here, sir? - Merchandising.

Licensing and Merchandising.

(CHARLES CLAPPING ALONE)

One of my favorite, uh, departments.

I sell T-shirts at a concession stand.

Still a big contribution. Your job is safe!

Just make sure you stay stocked up

with triple-XL for all the big, cuddly guys, all right?

- What about my job? - Our jobs?

- That's a little bit more complicated. - Oh, bullshit.

Look, we're all here for one another, OK?

We can set the tone.

You guys are the backbone of this great organization.

You are the Rams!

Are our jobs safe? Yes or no?

ALL: Yeah!

CHARLES: Uh...

Yeah! Hell, yeah, everybody's job is safe!

- How 'bout that? - (ALL CHEER)

All right? And I'm bringing back

the damn chocolate chip cookies!

Huh?!

Go Rams! Yeah!

(ALL CHEERING, CLAPPING)

(MOUTHS WORD)

JOE: So, what is this? You take me out here to whack me?

No, relax, I'm not gonna kill you, buddy.

Even though I thought about it a ton of times.

Yeah, well, join the club.

I thought about killing myself a bunch of times,

but too much of a pussy.

Well, I'm glad you didn't do that.

I wouldn't want to lose you, too.

My brother jumped off this bridge.

Are you fuckin' with me?

No, do I look like I'm fuckin' with you?

William Strasmore.

Took a clean fuckin' jump and killed himself.

- Jesus! - Yeah,

I was in my junior year at the U.

He was a star QB here for the Trojans.

Oh, yeah, that rings a bell.

Strasmore.

Shit. Well, what went wrong?

Just nothin' went right.

Didn't start out like that, though.

I'm sorry, man.

- I had no idea. - Nah, it's OK.

Not many people do.

He was my big brother. The original.

He did everything I did, only much better.

Fuck, I haven't been out here since I buried him.

That's pretty heavy shit, man.

Even for me, and I learned how to cremate my wife

on a do-it-yourself website.

Yeah, L.A. can be a dark place, brother,

but for me it's something much worse.

It has an indoor grill, and an outdoor grill.

Why you say that like it's some sort of necessity?

You think because we black, we gonna die if we don't have multiple barbecues?

Don't listen to him. He's just fuckin' with you.

- AMBER: Shut the fuck up, TTD. - It's Spence again.

Well, maybe you should pick it up.

(SIGHS) Yeah, you're right.

It's probably about that money. Excuse me.

- (SOFTLY) What up, J? - How's my long-lost client?

Shit, you got that "lost" part right. Tell me something good, dawg.

I did what you asked, I made some calls.

Good news. We may have a team.

OK, who?

Cleveland.

Are you fuckin' serious?

That's worse than being here, stuck at home with Amber.

Yeah, I thought that

you might say that. But, listen,

now that people know that we're open for business

and that you are ready to play,

more offers are gonna come.

J, I ain't built for this, man. You gotta save me.

You're the one. Well, you and Jesus.

Listen, Ricky, try putting out

some good, positive energy into the universe,

and you will get good shit back... trust me.

(BLOWS AIR)

Shit, I love this place. What they askin'?

- 15 mil. - Fuck it!

(LAUGHS) Let's put down some roots.

Not to sound arrogant,

but I like a lot of different guys.

I take a little bit from a lot of different players,

but at the end of the day, I just feel like I'm different.

I have my own game, my own style...

Is that the kid Jason was calling you about?

- Yeah, yeah. - He's impressive.

Camera-ready, too.

I'm not really lookin' at the kid, I'm lookin' at his mom.

- That's his fuckin' mom? - Yeah.

Wow. I stand corrected. You should take that meeting.

- Hey, we didn't see you there. - No worries,

I know I'm easy to miss.

Yes, you are. Let's have a seat.

You follow high school football?

I watch everything and everybody.

Figure I'll be seeing the kid in about three years.

That's how you become Defensive Player of the Year.

Exactly. It's all in the prep.

Sort of like life, right?

Yeah, but investing? That scares the shit out of me.

It's all right. That's why we're here, and we're gonna help you.

Yeah. We pride ourselves on making the right choices.

We're gonna create an investment strategy designed just for you.

JOE: Do you have any questions for us?

Jason told me y'all were the best in the business.

So if he trusts you, I trust you.

Plus, you guys flew here to see me, so... I'm in.

- All right. - Let's do it.

- What do I owe? - For the water?

We gotcha.

- How about that? - Appreciate it.

- Now make me some money. - We'll make that money for you.

Well, shit, man.

That was easier than I thought it would be.

Because our reputation precedes us,

and deals like this are just gonna get easier and easier.

While others get harder and harder.

You lickin' your wounds already? Is that what I'm...?

I'm not, honestly. I wasn't even thinking about my wounds.

I was thinking about yours.

Don't think about my wounds. They're way too deep.

Right. That's why the only thing I want to do right now

is get you back to Miami in one piece.

We're not going back to Miami.

Oh, wow.

Spence...

I so appreciate you indulging me, I really do.

But it's not necessary.

I don't need to put my pursuit of success over your mental well-being.

This is not a healthy place for you.

(SIGHS) No, it's not.

No, it's not. Understood.

So I'll call Lance and tell him we're out.

(EXHALES)

Joe, this place may be a bad idea for me,

but it's a helluva good one for you.

Plus, it'll force me to take care of my shit.

And that's been a long time comin', my friend.

So we're gonna stay here, we're gonna make that deal.

You'd do that for me?

I would only do that for you.

I have to do this.

I... I want to do this. I need to do this.

Thank you so much!

- Whoa! Easy, big guy. - You understand!

You understand. Thank you.

Thank you for suffering for me.

This is gonna be great.

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