All language subtitles for Rutherford.Falls.S01E02_English

[light jazzy piano music]

- A chew stick.

- Yes, Lawrence Rutherford's
chew stick.

Your ancestors taught him
how to make one.

It's very simple. You just--

- Bristle the edges
by pounding it with a stone,

then chew on it with some mint.

- Exactly, and then my family
brought that technology

to the masses
selling toothbrushes

to soldiers and fur traders.

- Guess you could say
we got the short end

of the stick on that one.

[laughter]

- That's a good one.

I'm gonna use that.

Can I use that?

- No.
- Then I won't.

- Listen, I came by
to talk about what happened

on Founder's Day.

- Yeah, uh,

ooh, definitely ruffled
a few feathers there.

- Well, seems to me

this town has forgotten

how to honor their ancestors.

- Right?

Honor the past.
Respect history.

That's all I'm trying to say.

- If you ask me, Big Larry,

the town's most famous symbol,

should stay right where he is.

I just wanted to say good luck

and keep up the fight.

- Thank you.
Yes, thank you.

Okay, Terry, you have my word.

Did you see that?

Ahh, this is huge.

- This is so huge.

- Terry has a ton of influence.

We gotta build
on this momentum.

We got to do something bold.

- What about a Venetian ball?

I may not understand
what you mean.

- Terry's right.
This isn't about a statue.

This is about reminding people
of their history.

We have to contact
Professor Tobias James Kaufman.

My mentor from college,
history professor.

He's writing a book
about the Rutherfords.

If we can get him to publish
an excerpt in the "Daily Star,"

it will remind people who we
are and why this is important.

- Found him.
- Set a meeting.

Oh, but first, tell me about
this Venetian ball.

- Okay,
we all remember Madonna's

iconic 1990 VMA performance.

- I do not. Go on.

[upbeat music]

- Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What do we have here?

We got Coppola wine,
Clooney tequila,

Charles Barkley gin.

- Oh, yeah, nothing but
top shelf for Kaufman.

Plus, I can't make
the rookie mistake

of showing up empty-handed
asking for a favor.

- Yeah, Reagan,
we can't all be like you

constantly taking up
Nathan's time,

responsible to no one
and for nothing.

- Why aren't you in school?

- Why don't you have a man
in your life?

- I love you.
- Love you too.

- Okay, do you really need
to bring all this booze

to a full-blown alcoholic?

- Alcoholic?

Kaufman's a raconteur.

He's a gadabout.

Yeah,
he likes to wet his whistle,

but he is a respected scholar.
- Mm.

- We're lucky we even got
this meeting.

He just got back from
his sabbatical in California.

- That was rehab.

You gotta read
the full GoFundMe

before you donate.

- It's gonna be fine.

How are you?

What's going on
with your cultural center?

- Well, I've just been, like,

sitting down
and really brainstorming

some possible next steps.

- Okay.
- So far I'm leaning toward

quitting
and working at a bank.

- No, you can't quit.

We both have to keep up
the fight, all right?

All right, I'll see you soon.
- See ya.

- By the way, if you want,
I can try and bend Terry's ear.

He stopped by the museum
this morning.

I feel like we really get
each other.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Terry came here?

- Yeah.

- What exactly did he say
to you?

[percussive music]

Hey, what are you doing
with Nathan Rutherford?

Why are you ginning him up?

- You know you can't talk
to me that way, right?

I'm your boss.

- I told you. She's stuck up.

- You didn't answer
my question.

- See?
She didn't even acknowledge me.

- Nathan has a lot of pull
in this town.

Doesn't hurt to be
on his good side.

His intentions seem genuine,

and he looked like
he needed support.

- Oh, okay.

I just--I thought you were
taking advantage,

because, you know,
you're like a shark

gliding through water,
and then there's Nathan

this little baleen whale
with his belly exposed.

How could you not chomp?

- Most people are too scared
to tell me their real opinions.

Your rudeness
is oddly refreshing.

- Not to me it isn't.

- Shane, I swear to God...

[exhales]

- Reagan, we're putting
Operation Running Lightning

on a fast track,

and I want you on the team.

- Oh, cool.
Well, the thing is,

I'm guessing this top secret
project benefits the casino,

and I have zero interest
in working for the casino.

I mean, I know I work
in the casino currently,

but I work for
the cultural center.

Casinos are cesspools
of blind capitalism.

- Counterpoint:
casinos sometimes

make regular people
really happy.

- Whoo! Yeah, baby! Yeah, baby!
Yeah! Ooh!

- Counter-counterpoint:

everyone on that bench.

- You're a piece of shit.

I knew I should have married
your brother

instead of your broke ass.
- Well, I said sometimes.

- I hate you.

- In an ever-changing world,
one company stands tall

to meet any challenge.

Security, balance, trust:

Rutherford.

The power is inside
all of us.

- And?
What am I missing?

- There's a thing now
where kids are eating

Rutherford batteries on TikTok.

"The power is inside
all of us."

- Oh, Jesus. Okay.

Pull up the press release
from 2012,

the chemical spill
near the old folks' home.

We'll use that as a template.
- Okay, copy.

Ooh, and when we get back
to the office,

you still have to call
Nathan Rutherford.

- Ugh, I am the head of PR,
not a babysitter.

- I know.
- He--mm.

- I know.

- Fine.

[phone chiming]

- Nathan Rutherford's office.

This is Bobbie Yang.

- Hi. It's Kaitlyn Farrow
from Rutherford Inc.

May I speak to Nathan, please?

- One second.

- Kaitlyn, hey, how are you?

How's your mom Lynda
and your dad Richard

and your twin sisters
Stacey and Marcy?

- Uh, they're fine.

Listen, Nathan,
I'm calling to check in.

I saw your Founder's Day speech
on YouTube.

- [laughs]
That--that

probably needs a little bit
of extra context with--

- Yeah, it only had, like,
300 views,

but we scrubbed it
just to be safe.

But, Nathan, listen,

Big Larry is literally
our company logo,

so obviously we'd like to avoid
any further dustups like this.

- Could not agree more,
Kaitlyn.

As a sitting board member--

- Honorary, non-voting.

- Sure,
but listed in the minutes,

so very official.

No one cares more about
my family's reputation

than I do, so rest assured
there will be no more problems.

- That's great.

Let's just keep a lid on it.
- You got it.

Whatever I do will be
in service of the lid,

securing it,
tightening it,

monitoring it...
- No, no.

That implies
you'll do something,

and I need you to do nothing.

- I will do nothing

except ensure
that the lid stays on.

- Just don't touch the lid,
Nathan.

- Lid no touchy.

And she's hung up.

Wow. How cool is she?

- She is so cool.
- Yeah, right.

I mean, she's not warm.

But she's effective.

- Oh, should I tell Kaufman
that we're no longer visiting?

- Oh, no,
we're definitely still going.

- She seemed pretty intense
about the lid stuff.

- Yeah, of course,
and rightly so.

She's concerned
about the brand,

but I'm telling you,
the best way to protect

the Rutherford brand is to put

this whole Big Larry debate
to rest.

Kaufman is key to that.

Gotta go with my gut on this.

- I've never distrusted
your gut.

And I'm not gonna start today.

- My Aunt Teresa
has some pottery show

at the Denver Art Museum.

Guess who she asked
to house sit?

- Hell yeah.

Man, we're about to party
Parasite-style.

[laughter]

- What's up, everybody?

Uh, hi.

Sorry to eavesdrop.

Is your aunt Teresa Maple?

She's like the Michael Jordan
of Minishonka pottery.

Oh, you know that,
because she--

well, she's your aunt.

I was wondering if you might
be able to connect us.

- [whispering]
If we don't move,

she won't know we're here.

- Don't make a sound.

She's like a T. rex.

She'll track your motions
with them beady little eyes.

- Okay. Thank you.

- That was hard to watch.

- Right, now you see
what I'm dealing with.

Nobody wants to help
the cultural center.

- That's not
completely accurate.

They don't want to help you.

- Oh, because I'm a successful
"City Indian."

Left the rez to attend
a fancy college,

and now everybody's jealous.

- You're not successful,

and Wayne's sister
goes to Yale.

- Whatever, man.

- I asked around about you.

Would you like to know why
you're having trouble

with the community?

- Oh, I know why.

It's because Reagan lives
in town and not on the rez.

She's not a fluent speaker.

She walks her dog on a leash.

- It's because
they're still mad about Ray.

- [chuckles] Ray.
Oh, no.

We broke up, like,
nine years ago.

- You dumped him
the night before your wedding.

Food was made.

Baskets were woven.

Ray's mom lost her deposit.

This happens.

People go and then have to
find a way back

into the community.

And some people
just don't like you.

I'm about to visit
some council members

to get them on board
with my plans.

You should come.

Show your face.

It'll help.

[light upbeat music]

- Okay, but when you say
some people don't like me,

what you really mean is...

- Every single person
on the rez.

- The magnum opus.
- [gasps]

- And I finally settled
on a title.

- "The Rutherfords:
How America's Founding Family

Found the Strength
to Find the Country."

Professor, it's glorious.

- [laughing] Oh, please.

Give comfort to yourself.

- Oh, Tobias,

I wish I were here
on happier circumstances,

but I find myself
in quite a pickle.

Mayor Chisenhall has mounted
an effort to move Big Larry.

- But moving Big Lawrence
would be an historical erasure.

The Rutherford family
is Rutherford Falls.

- Yes, and the town just needs
to be reminded of this.

If only there was something
that could do that.

Lo and behold, this book.

When will it be published?

- It's hard to say.

For the fourth time,
my publisher has gone

out of business due to fraud.

Can you believe the luck?

- Well, that's a damn shame,

but I have some good news,

which is that
"The Rutherford Daily Star"

has agreed to publish
an excerpt

on their front page.

- Nathaniel, shut up.

I shall do you one better.

We shall harness the power
of the microphone.

- Go on.

- I have
what I am reliably assured

is a fairly influential
podcast.

- "The Salon"--colon--
"A Bacchanal Of Ideas."

Of course.
I listen every week.

- Well, Nathaniel,
you simply must be the guest

on today's episode.

We shall remind the town
of your family's importance.

- Yes, that's perfect.

- Gin and tonic, gentlemen?

- Whoa.
[laughs]

- Thanks, Bobbie.
- Mmm.

[gulping]

Ohh.

And now...
to the podcast studio!

[laughter]

- Here?
- Yes, it's here.

We just bring in a table
and some mics.

- Well, my mom confirmed it.

People are still mad
about the Ray thing.

- You know we hold a grudge.

We still bring up Columbus.

- Hold up.
Now I'm as bad as Columbus?

- Well, crime divided by time.

- Terrance, good to see you.

- Felicia, it's been a minute.

Reagan, go chop some wood.

- Oh, well,
I thought I as gonna--

- Go chop some wood
for Felicia.

You are.

- Gloves are in the shed.

- Welcome back to "The Salon:
A Bacchanal of Ideas."

My guest this time,
Nathaniel Rutherford,

who find his very heritage
currently under attack.

Is that correct?
- Yes, yes.

That's exactly right.

The statue, Big Larry,
in Rutherford Falls,

it's been in the same spot--
and a very significant spot--

for centuries.

- And now people want to
tear him out of the ground

and toss him aside.

For shame.

You know, it makes me yearn
for the past

when weighty decisions
were made

not on the whim
of the unwashed masses

but by a trusted elite.

- Well, I'm not sure
I'd put it that way, but--

- This is exactly the type
of issue

that would have been hashed out
over venison and port wine

at Buckheart Lodge.

Centuries ago,
when a difficult issue

befell Rutherford Falls,

the heads
of the prominent families,

led by Lawrence Sr.,

would gather at a small cabin
on the edge of town

called Buckheart Lodge.

- It was a great tradition.

Of course, now these decision
are made by a town council,

which is meeting in three--

- Nestled deep in the wood,

it was a crucible
of passionate debate,

like the agora
of ancient Greece,

and the Rutherfords
always had the final word.

Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, so back to the statue
for one second.

Lawrence Sr. did so much,

and he always had
the town in mind.

I think we owe it to him

to keep the statue where it is.

- [heavy sigh]

Buckheart Lodge.

[funky percussive music]

- Oh, yes, gas fireplace.

I have so many splinters.

- Sorry to keep you waiting.

I'd scheduled my bathroom
to get caulked today,

but the guy's lazy
and has no ambition.

- Sorry I'm not the frickin'
Property Brothers, Dad.

- And you never will be.

- Thank you for taking
the time.

I'm here to discuss
my proposal.

- Yeah, I read it.

- You know, Reagan here
is an excellent handywoman.

She'll caulk your bathroom.

- I've never caulked anything
in my life.

- That's why Creator
gave us YouTube.

Look it up, Northwestern.

- Nathaniel, if I may be
disconcertingly frank,

I agree with you 100%.

Not only should that statue
remain exactly where it is,

they should put
other statues up as well.

I want to see a Rutherford
on every corner.

- Well, there's a lot
worth commemorating,

John Rutherford,
advisor to Thomas Jefferson,

Bea Rutherford, New York
state's first female cop.

She was also
a bare-knuckle fighter.

Never married.
- Sterling Rutherford,

the first pilot to land
a plane on the Hudson.

Sorry, Sully.

You're a loser.

- [laughs]
Oh. What?

Well, s'mores.

That's a happy, fun thing,
right?

The very first s'mores made
and consumed by Rutherfords.

- Let's not forget
the first white baby born

in Cobbs County.

- What?
- Is it not accurate to say

that your family introduced
whiteness to the region?

- I...

- Is it not accurate?

- Uh--
- I know that it is.

I'm asking you as a courtesy.

- It--it--it--it might be
an accurate thing to say.

It's not--but it's not
a point of pride.

- Oh, well, uh--wait, get down.

What? What? Hide your ideas.

Because the PC police
are apparently here.

Well, I'm guilty
of independent thought,

so lock me up in the PC prison

and throw away the PC key.

Let me tell you something.

I'm still proud
of that white baby.

- I'm just saying I'm proud
of my family.

I'm not saying it's because of
anything, like, race-related.

- But you are related
exclusively to white people.

Well,
that wraps up this edition

of "The Salon:
A Bacchanal of Ideas."

Sebastian, cut and print.

Oh, cracking good show,
old boy.

Let's bend an elbow
to celebrate.

[light piano music]

- You took so long
in the bathroom

I got worried Mal-Mer
had snatched you up.

- Mal-Mer?

I don't believe
in those superstitions,

because I'm not a child.

- There a problem?

- I just should have known.

I gave into the excitement
of you helping me,

but when you swim with sharks,
you get chomped.

- Nobody got chomped, Reagan.

- You said I'd be reintroduced
back into the community,

but I haven't talked
to a single person.

You know what? I'm done.
Take me back.

- How many hours did you put in
to earning your degrees?

How many crappy side gigs
did you work

to put yourself through school?

- I had, like, four jobs.
So what?

- So you're willing to do
all that work out there

but not here
with your own people.

Do you know how much wood
I've chopped,

how many cars I've washed,

Dirty Dancing classes I taught?

- Oh.
- We all do the work.

Who are you to think
you're somehow above it?

- All right.

Let's do it your way.

[Ezra Furman's
"Restless Year"]

So one leg up,
exhale

while we push up to the sky

O-61.

No one? All right?

- Snapping my fingers,
walking around

I'm the dusty jewel
in the thrown-out crown

Got a bus pass
to make my way

- 107.

- From hideout to hideout
in the heat of the day

I got a talisman tote
with the whole array

And when you catch my
coattails I'll be miles away

- Just a sleepy time.

N-40.

- Bingo.
- Bingo?

Yeah, whoo!

Just gonna lay down...

- Bobbie, we're at Defcon 1.

- Oh, great.

- What? No, that's the bad one.

Ahh, that stuff
about the white baby.

Why?

Why did he talk
about white babies?

- Not good.
- Ugh.

The lid is not secured.
- I agree.

Also, you missed your
4:00 p.m. Kind Bar,

and I can tell
you're getting hangry,

so take this,
and we'll figure it all out.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay.

- Good news!

Sebastian the intern
checked the audio.

And the episode is good to go.

- Great.
How does the editing work?

Do we get to give notes or...

- Friends,
this is a podcast.

That's Latin for "as is."

- No, it isn't.
- We record it,

slap some stolen music on it,
and then up to the web it goes.

- Oh, great. Well, it just--

what if there are parts
of the interview

that are a tad dicey,

like, I don't know,
the Rutherford baby stuff?

- The white one.

- Why do you use
that adjective?

It just might be
unnecessarily controversial.

- Nathaniel, listeners expect
an active volcano

of provocative discourse
when they enter "The Salon."

They know I'm incorrigible.

- I know you're incorrigible.

Come on.
- It's known.

- I'd just really appreciate it
if you took it out.

- I can't.
It's my favorite part.

- Ugh.

- Nathaniel,

recently we have been reminded

of a certain place
that great men may go

when they find themselves
at loggerheads.

- You want to settle this
at Buckheart Lodge?

- It's perfect!
- [laughs]

All righty, then.

Huzzah.

- Oh,
then we shall leave at once.

One of you must drive.

My license has been seized
by the state.

[chuckling]

- Nathan, I hate to question
your judgment,

but he drank
that entire basketball of gin.

- Yeah, I know, Bobbie,
but the lid is way off,

and we cannot go home
until we put it back on.

- You know, back in college
we used to sneak in here

late at night,
light candles,

and read
old Lawrence's journals.

I swear to God, sometimes
you can feel his spirit.

- You could write
quite the manifesto here.

- Oh, God damn it.
It's locked. Oh, well.

- Pish posh, dear boy.

Those of us in the know
have a special way

of gaining access.

All it takes is a light touch
and the proper tool.

- Oh, don't.
Oh. Okay, all right.

Jesus, man.

- Voilà.

- Yeah, here we are.

- Wow,
those painting are captivating.

- Yeah, right?

In days of yore when the men of
Rutherford Falls would quorum,

they would engage
in athleticism

to sharpen their senses.

- I cannot wait to quorum
some day.

- Now, let us parlay,
or rather,

let us drink and then parlay.

[laughs]

- Hmm, you just take them
right out of the display.

- Relax, they're cups.

Now, brass tacks.

Why should I wish to edit
any section of "The Salon"?

To what end?

- It's just
I'm in a really tough spot

with this whole statue thing,
and I wouldn't want to offend

any non-white babies
who might be listening.

- Great men must not concern
themselves with lesser minds.

My show speaks the language
of naked truths

in the tradition of Plato,
Nietzsche,

and my personal
podcasting hero,

Mr. Joseph Rogan.

Nathaniel, you have nothing
to be ashamed of.

- Tobias,
there are things at play here

that I don't think
you're understanding very well.

I need you to edit
the goddamn interview.

- No.

- Okay, he's not bending.

Also, I have SAT prep
in the morning.

- Yeah, I--I know, Bobbie.

Here. I just--

I can--
give me a minute, okay?

[dramatic musical sting]

What the hell?
- Enough talk.

I intend to remind you
of your inherent

and God-given power.

- Okay,
I think we should all go home.

God.

- We've crossed the rubicon.

Now, I'll give you
what you want,

provided you best me in a test
of strength and guile!

- Wow. I've gotten six
new friend requests

and an invite to a baby shower.

This feels like progress.

[laughs]

Why are we at
Ray's mom's house?

- Tony Devers quit council
last month

to open at jiujitsu studio.

Ray's mom was appointed
to replace him.

- Nope.

- You need to confront
your past

so you can really move on.

- Okay, but do I really want to
move on with clawed-out eyes?

That woman hates me.

It's bad for you
if I go in there.

- It's a risk I'm willing
to take.

- [sighs]

- Come on,
no more hiding.

- Fine.

But do not say anything
about the wedding.

She just stopped giving out
the Jordan Almonds

that were supposed to be
at my reception.

- Mm.
- Hi, Rayanne.

Been a while.

I don't think we've spoken
since before the wedding.

You know, I never got a chance
to tell you

how truly sorry I am
about the wedding

and what happened
at the wedding,

how the wedding didn't happen.

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

- I read your proposal,
Terrance.

I'm voting no.

- I respect your views
on the casino.

But if you would allow me
to explain--

- First you explain why you
showed up at my house

with this home-wrecker.

- Oh, well,

technically I was
a double-wide trailer-wrecker.

[laughs]

But I totally hear--

- Will you shut the hell up?

- Rayanne and I may not agree
on much,

but we both think
you're a cold snake.

- [scoffs]

- You ruined the best years
of Ray's life.

And now you parade
your elitist college education

in our faces.

She begged me
to bring her here.

And I was dumb enough
to try to help.

- No, that's not true.

- The truth is
you never deserved Ray,

and you have no sense
of community or family.

- Now tell her it's her fault
that Ray married a white woman.

- Oh, come on.

- It's your fault Ray married
a white woman.

What else?

- Come for me.

- Nathan, I have 911 dialed.

Just tell me to press send,
please.

- Someone get my gun
out of the glove box.

- You brought a gun
in my car?

- I'm calling 911.

Okay, the service
is super spotty here.

- Oh, you're not man enough
to face me.

I need a new combatant.

Oh, yes,

a classic bout,

the pale face
versus the dark savage.

- Fuck you just call me?

- You can't say that.

- Oh? Why not?

- Because you can't.

- Oh! Whoa, there it is.

There it is,

the fire of your ancestors.

Set it free!

Set it free!
- Ahh!

Okay, uh,

did he just die
or pass out?

- I can't tell, but he's
looking very pale-faced.

- Oh, my God.

- Holy shit.
- Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God.
What are we gonna--

- Oh, my God.

- Okay, yes,

I tricked you
for my own benefit,

but also your benefit.

- You chomped me
and then somehow convinced me

to dunk myself in butter
and hurl myself

back into your jaws.

- Reagan,

you're a story
with a bunch of loose ends.

No one likes
a complicated story.

That's why everyone hated
"Cloud Atlas."

- What?

- I just gave you an ending.

By now Rayanne has told
everyone what happened.

And those quietly on your side
can say,

"Okay, let's move on."

And those that hate you,
which frankly is most people,

have been given sense
of catharsis

and can let this go.

- Why are you doing this?

Why are you helping me?

- Because.

I think you might be
a shark too.

- [scoffs]

- Only a shark would leave
a comfortable life with Ray

to carve your own path.

Only a shark would talk to me
the way you do.

You need to channel
your inner power

to get what you want.

And I need people like you
to get what I want.

[phone buzzes]

- Hello.

- Reagan, I may have
just witnessed a murder.

- What?

- [snoring]

- Bobbie, take Nathan's car
and get yourselves home.

I'm gonna go back and clean up.

You guys really trashed
the place.

- You know what? It's fine.

I know Susie Pete
at State Parks.

Just leave a note
for her to call me.

- Vandalize public property
and leave a note.

Oh,
to live that "white dude" life.

[light guitar music]

- I got to tell you something.

You were right about Kaufman.

That guy is not good.

And I think he might have
a drinking problem.

- Oh, you're kidding.

The barfy drunk that I
described as a barfy drunk

turned out to be
a barfy drunk?

- Yeah, go figure.

Thank you.

Thank you for just always
being there for me.

I really appreciate it.

- Of course.

- How are you doing?
How was your day?

- It was fine,

until I went
to Ray's mom's house.

- What?

Why would you do that?

That woman hates you.
- Ugh.

Basically, Terry asked if I--

- [groans]
- Ahh!

- What?

- Pardon me, my dear,
but might you do a kindness

for a weary traveling poet
and ferry me

to the New Horizons
Detox Center

in San Luis Obispo?

- I am not driving you
to California.

- Very well, there's an
abandoned Sam Goody just ahead.

You may drop me there.

They know me.

- Terrifying.
- Whew.

[upbeat music]

- Kaitlyn again.

- Yep.

Kaitlyn, hey,
quick lid update for ya.

- First white baby?

Are you kidding me?

- So you're--
you're up to speed.

- Yes,
I've already dealt with it,

which means I've spent,
like, nine hours

cleaning up your messes.

It should be zero hours.

Okay, if I have to
call you back again,

there are going to be
significant repercussions.

Do you understand me?

- Uh, quick question
just for clarity,.

- Okay.
[phone beeps]

- Uh...okay.

Oh, great.

Well, I respect and admire you
as well.

[laughs]

- Whew.
- Okay, bye now.

[funky music]

- "Item donated
from private collection."

Whose collection?

Um...mine.

I repatriated it.

I stole it.

- Chomp-chomp.

- You look fancy.

- Big meetings today.

Our hard work paid off.

If I need you to come up
and get yelled at,

I'll let you know.

- Uh...great.

- [sighs]

Okay.

I'm in.

- Thank you, Rayanne.

That's great.

- Impressive work, Terry.

You got the entire council in,
the chairwoman to sign off.

You may proceed.

- Drop the papers.

We're gonna sue
Nathan Rutherford.

[upbeat funky music]