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[Crystal] Previously on Heels...

[Charlie] Jack Spade's a resilient fuck,

and Wild Bill's got a lot of connections.

This fair pops, Jack wins.

Mickey Holloway...

he wants you to sing the national anthem

at the Georgia State Rodeo Championship.

[Willie] Crystal Tyler tried out,

and, honestly, Jack, she's pretty fucking good.

I can't put her anywhere near Ace

before the biggest match of his life

and the biggest match of mine.

[Staci] You know, somebody went out there,

bought Kleenex, passed them all out.

Purchase order came

from the Duffy Wrestling League account,

picked up in store by Jack Spade.

Welcome to Dystopia, baby.

Now it's official.

And next week the belt's gonna be yours.

- [Crystal] It's Ace. - [Jack] What about him?

He's at the FWD show with Gully.

Our legendary nemesis, Mr. Jack Spade!

[crowd cheers]

Don't come for my shit, boy.

[mellow rock music plays]

[♪♪♪]

[singer] ♪ I'm not waiting for ♪

♪ The answer ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ And I will ♪

♪ Walk in the shore ♪

♪ To find you ♪

♪ To find ♪

♪ The peace that's your own ♪

♪ Where you come from ♪

♪ All that you want ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ One that's your own ♪

♪ Place to call home ♪

♪ Won't be ♪

♪ Granted ♪

♪ What is fair in love ♪

♪ Is fair in war ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ What is fair in love ♪

♪ Is fair in war ♪

♪ One ♪

♪ To one ♪

♪ What's love ♪

♪ In war? ♪

[♪♪♪]

- [bat cracks] - [birds chirping]

[train horn blares distantly]

[Ace] Jack, do you like me?

[Jack] You're my little brother.

Do you like me as a friend?

Why are you always asking me that?

'Cause I'm not sure if you do.

Well, you're my brother.

I'm supposed to love you, not like you.

- [bat cracks] - Why don't you like me?

'Cause you're a pain in the ass,

always asking me if I like you.

- Not always. - Often enough.

Trust me, loving you is better than liking you,

'cause loving you means I got to be there for you

even when you're a pain in the ass.

That's brothers, dummy.

Hey, you want to go fishing later?

We can use the new pole Dad gave me.

Dad didn't give me one.

Wasn't your birthday.

I had a birthday this year.

We can share mine.

No, thanks.

Hey, I didn't say you could touch that.

Didn't say I couldn't.

Don't touch what ain't yours.

[Ace laughs] Ugh, I'm sorry.

Say it like you mean it.

Hey, you want to wrestle, boy?

No, sir.

Not you, him.

Seems like you think you already know how.

- Huh? - Dad, we were just goofing.

Well, what do you say you and me

do some goofing together, huh?

Come on. Lock it up.

Come on, boy.

You've been hitting the weights, huh?

[groans]

Goofing's fun, idn't it?

Lock 'em up.

There you go.

Dad, he wasn't hurtin' me.

Quiet, Ace. I'm coachin'.

Hey.

Where do you think you're going, boy?

This ain't over 'til I say it's over.

Now lock 'em up. Come on.

Huh?

[both grunting]

Well, look at that. You can learn, huh?

[dramatic music playing]

[♪♪♪]

You quit, huh?

[♪♪♪]

Oh, ho-ho.

[♪♪♪]

Look what I woke up, huh?

You want to play like that, huh?

Come on, son, you lock it up now.

[both grunting]

[groaning]

You quit, huh, Jack?

Agh, I know you're enjoying this.

I just want to make you happy.

Jack, you told Ace don't touch what ain't yours.

Well, Ace ain't yours, so you don't touch him.

- You got it? - Aah!

Dad, we were just goofing.

Quiet!

Come on, Jack, quit.

- [Jack groans] - [Tom] Come on, Jack!

[dramatic music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[bottle breaks]

Somebody get that motherfucker!

[Delta Spirit's "From Now On" playing]

[♪♪♪]

[Jack] Ace, come on!

[♪♪♪]

[singer] ♪ Down in Reseda Where I left my keys ♪

♪ You picked them up And stepped right in ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ I had a vision About this very thing ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ But it's probably In my head ♪

[Jack] Shit, come on.

[Ace] Hey, Jack, I'm drunk, I can't drive Mom's car!

Follow me! We'll get Mom's car later!

Get the fuck in, Ace!

- [Ace] Ah, fuck. - [Jack] Shit!

[♪♪♪]

[engine turning over, tires squeal]

[man shouts]

[♪♪♪]

Fuck were you thinking?

I know what you're gonna say, man!

Don't do that! Don't you fucking lie to me!

Don't you fucking lecture me!

I came here intending to fuck Gully up,

but I got there, and, Jack,

I'm just saying, he's a pretty persuasive guy.

You would've been a real easy mark

in the Garden of Eden.

Why the fuck are you bringing up the Bible?

Easy to tempt, easy to sway.

Okay, I got there, and I got a little drunk

and a little high,

and I listened 'cause I'm a fucking idiot, Jack.

But you know what? He also listened to me.

Yeah, I'm sure he made it seem that way.

And I got it in my head

that maybe I'd be better off with him instead of you,

because you don't listen to me, Jack.

And he said I could stop being a heel,

which I really want to stop being, man.

You're winning the belt next week.

It's not about the belt!

[Jack] No, it's about turning you back into a face.

We're gonna turn Bill into a monster heel.

You're gonna go over on both of us.

You're gonna climb that ladder.

You get the belt, sure,

but you're... you're a face again.

Don't do this just because

you almost lost your stud horse.

I didn't drive to Florida to steal back my stud horse.

I drove to Florida to protect my brother

from a piece of shit who wants to chew him up

and spit him out.

You humiliated me in front of an entire town.

Who the hell were you protecting me from then?

[Jack] Yourself.

I didn't think you were ready for the big-time,

and I didn't want to watch you drink yourself to death

in six months.

Oh, for fuck's sakes, Jack.

Watch Rick Flair's 30 for 30.

I would've been fine.

Did you and Willie plant the Kleenex

in the crowd that night?

Fuck you.

Fuck you for asking me that question.

How dare you ask me that question?

If I could go back, there's a ton of shit I'd do different.

But I spent my whole life watching you and hav...

watching you have all these dreams

laid out in front of you, Ace.

I just got the one.

Gully don't wanna give you a home.

He wants to kill the DWL.

He drenches shows in blood. That's fine.

It's not the real kind of blood...

the important kind, brother kind.

Okay, enough.

Did it ever occur to you fuck nuts

to hop in the ring and stop that shit?

I thought it was a goddamn promo.

It was a fuckin' promo, all right,

for Jack fucking Spade.

Let's go fuck some faces up in Duffy.

See how they wrestle at the fair

when they're eatin' through straws.

[scoffs]

Hey, Rooster, put some words to your smirk.

- Nah, I'm good. - [Paul] You sure?

'Cause nothin' happened like this before you got here.

Maybe it was your idea, you fuckin' turncoat.

Well, if it was my idea,

I would've wrote a move where I broke Jack Spade's back.

But I'm new here.

So what say you, then?

Shall we weapon up and ride to Duffy?

Violence is your game, but Jack just beat you at that.

Now, if you really want to win,

you got to beat him at his game.

See, Jack controls everything the crowd thinks and feels...

who's good, who's bad, who wins, who loses.

Ain't nobody got power but him.

Does the same thing to his wrestlers,

especially Ace.

Ace was jumping ship.

Yeah, 'cause I said, he'd get the belt.

Oh, you talking about my motherfucking belt.

That's another conversation,

but that's not the only thing you promised him, though,

is it?

I said he'd get to be a good guy again.

Exactly.

See, the only thing he really cares about

is the crowd liking him.

Don't try to understand why.

That's just his childlike need, but after tonight,

I guarantee you that Jack is promising him that back.

See, he just whupped your ass in your ring.

Now you got to go whoop his ass in his

on the biggest night of their history,

in their ring at the fair.

I like how you summed that up at the end.

[insects chirping]

Ace.

Thank you for tackling that guy.

[scoffs]

Thanks for coming to get me.

[sighs] Shit, man.

Mom's gonna be so pissed I left the car in Jacksonville.

Mom would be more pissed if I left you in Jacksonville.

Can I just say...

the look on Charlie Gully's face when you punched him...

It felt so fucking good.

[laughs] Shit, dude, the guy didn't know what hit him.

I never stepped into a punch like that in my entire life.

- [Ace laughs] - [Jack] Hey, hey, shh.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

- [keys rattle, car beeps] - All right.

[engine turning over]

[mellow country music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[somber music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[refrigerator door closes, bottle hisses]

[bottle cap clatters]

[♪♪♪]

Hey, Crystal. Got our tickets to the fair.

I know you can't say,

but I hope you're in the main event.

Gonna be a million people there going off, and I can't...

I quit.

Wait. What? Why?

Got better things to do.

Oh, well, that's too bad.

A lot of folks like rooting for you.

Good luck with, um, everything you got going on.

Thanks.

This recap is gonna be on a big screen.

It's got to pop big.

It pops fine. Read the shit.

It's got to recap DWL history.

Dude, you don't got to talk to me

like I don't know what a fucking recap is.

Just read it.

Recording. And action.

Jack and Ace Spade are not just rivals.

They are brothers.

Uh, hey. Practice starts in an hour.

Debbie, you see the sticky note?

What sticky note?

The sticky note on the door that says,

"Recording. Do not enter."

Oh.

No one told me.

That's why we did the sticky note.

To alert the people we hadn't told.

- Apologies. - From who?

From who? From me.

How would we know?

I just said "apologies."

Yeah, it sounds like a random, vague collection of apologies

from, like, everyone to everyone.

Specificity would help here, Deb.

I humbly apologize

for not seeing your fucking sticky note

while I was occupied doing everything

Willie told me I got to do

to make you two ingrates look good at the fair.

[laughter]

"Ingrates." Is that racist?

No, that's just what we're being,

so that's what she was calling us.

Oh.

Boys, look what happened in Florida last night?

[crowd jeering]

- What the fuck? - Shit.

[heavy metal music playing on car stereo]

[♪♪♪]

Please let this be an attempted abduction

so I can claw your eyes out.

Ease up to there, Xena. I'm here to help you.

Like when you made me go off script

and make Ace break Bobby's leg?

I didn't make you do squat,

and you didn't make Ace do squat.

Christ Almighty, I forgot how much poor folks hate admitting

they fucked up.

You fucked up. Move on.

Us poor folk don't have much to move on to,

you condescending prick.

[Wild Bill] I got something for you to move on to.

It ain't wrestling, so don't piss your pantsuit,

but it will get you back in the DWL.

Bunny Bombshell.

How about it?

No, thanks.

Bunny Bombshell, my valet.

I know who the fuck stupid-ass Bunny Bombshell is.

Your rotating cast of strippers

who played your valet when you actually fuckin' wrestled.

Havin' a dance background helps,

but if you play the newest Bunny Bombshell,

I'll make an exception.

I'm not interested.

My dear...

for what task were you created...

to wallow in obscurity, unappreciated and unseen?

You want to be seen, you cannot rely on others

who want to focus on them.

Everybody at that stupid fair will lose their shit

when they see the newest Bunny B,

and, voilà, you're back climbing the ladder.

Jack's never gonna go for it.

Let me handle Jack.

I'm his star attraction.

I'm the reason the show sold out.

He wants me happy.

Plus, he's got bigger fish to fry,

like that one he just crow-hopped

down in Jacksonville.

Just promise me you won't scramble Ace's eggs

before the show.

Why are you trying to help me?

Why the fuck does it matter?

Do you want to be my valet?

"Yes or no" question. "Yes, I do."

Or, "No, I want to be a fucking loser for the rest of my life."

It ain't complicated. You got my number.

"Yes, I do, Bill. I want to succeed."

"No, thanks.

"I want to live in this shithole

for the rest of my life."

[train horn blares distantly]

[Ace] Yeah, exactly, exactly.

Yeah.

So I take Jack out with a superkick,

run up the ladder, catch Wild Bill

before he grabs the belt.

We start duking it out. Bam!

He finally falls off.

I look up, grab the belt. Boom, one shinin' moment.

The whole stadium off their asses cheering for me.

Why won't they be booing you?

'Cause we're turning me back to a good guy, man.

I mean, that's what the people want.

Well, most people. Some just don't know it yet.

That's good. I-I like you as a face.

Exactly, man! That's what I've been saying.

But, you know, I've realized I've been blaming Jack

for turning the fans against me,

when really it was partly my fault, too, you know?

I mean, it probably made it easier for the fans to boo me.

I haven't been the most gracious guy around town.

I mean, shit, man, sometimes I can be

downright fucking terrible, you know?

- Yeah. - But that's on me.

It's not on Jack.

I gotta be better...

which is why I brought you here...

to bear witness.

[door bells jingle]

Hey, Helen.

I just wanna say sorry.

I'm sorry for being such an asshole

in front of your face,

and I'm sorry for calling you a bitch behind your back.

I didn't know you did that.

Well, that's because it was behind your back.

But I'm sorry. I am trying to be better.

Would you please forgive me?

- No. - Why not?

- 'Cause you're an asshole. - Not anymore.

Why don't you come to the state fair?

Bring a date. It'll be a great time.

It's sold out. You got extra tickets?

Didn't think so.

Well, if I get some, would you forgive me?

- Ace, Come on. - One second, Joe.

Look, I'm sorry. I'll figure this out.

Thank you for considering to accept my apology.

I'm not considering it.

Oh, you are. I can see it in your eyes.

Look, here's a tenner for a couple Cokes.

Keep the change.

See you soon.

Say hi to Linda for me.

[Joe] Yep.

[door bells jingle]

- [Ace sighs] - [Big Jim] Feel better?

So much better, man. I fucking nailed that.

Thanks for helping me pick up the car.

Hey, I'm happy to leave the house.

I-I was hoping Gully's goons

would be lying in wait so we could rumble.

Come rumble at the state fair, dude.

Jack wants you wrestling. So do I. It'll be dope.

I'm done with wrestling, brother.

Dude, 10,000 people.

I've been to the fair.

[singer] ♪ Take a man ♪

♪ Take a face ♪

♪ Take sorrow, take disgrace ♪

♪ And you know ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ You got me ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Take a bird in your hand ♪

♪ With no place left to land ♪

♪ And you know ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ You got me ♪

♪ And moments to come ♪

♪ And sad fortune ♪

♪ And I know that's the way ♪

♪ It will be ♪

♪ Take a man with a frown ♪

♪ With no feet on the ground ♪

♪ And you know... ♪

[Jack] Good?

- Good. - [Wild Bill] Oh, yeah.

- Good? - [Ace] Yep, yep, yep.

You good?

What's the matter, you think I'm hurt?

- [groans] - Going up.

Up.

[♪♪♪]

[singer] ♪ Pick a place With no one... ♪

[Wild Bill] Look at him go.

Let's go.

[singer] ♪ On the run ♪

♪ And you know ♪

[grunts]

[singer] ♪ You got me ♪

[both grunting]

[singer] ♪ You got me ♪

He goes down.

[♪♪♪]

[applause]

There it is, yeah.

Nice.

- [Ace] All right. - [Jack] Okay.

The kids made a fort.

They love that Thomas is sleeping over again.

[Staci] I'm sorry to burden you with us.

You're my friend, not a burden.

I so did not ever envision me

at this age

contemplating what I'm gonna do with my life.

You will stay here as long as you want.

I'm just worried...

and sad.

I'm worried that I don't know how to make things happy again,

and I'm worried that talking's not gonna make anything better.

Kate texted.

She and Whit are coming to see you at the Rodeo.

Oh, they don't have to... No, it's not a big deal.

Shush now, you.

I don't know what I wanna do.

Think of yourself.

Yeah, I know. I hear you, Court.

[chuckles]

Just not sure that's what makes me happy.

[gentle music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[groans]

[Jack] Hey, Courtney, it's Jack.

Well, I left a few messages for Staci,

and she's not getting back to me.

So, um...

uh, when you see her, just tell her how much I love her.

Okay.

Hope I didn't wake you up.

[♪♪♪]

[cell phone buzzing]

Yo, Bill?

[Wild Bill] Back here in the ice bath.

Fear not, the ice has sucked my testicles

up to my esophagus.

If you see me cough out a grape, it's not a grape,

It's half my manhood. Put that shit in my bag.

Have a seat, mi amigo. Thirsty?

No, I'm good.

Listen, that shit you been bringing me... D-Bol, Norcos...

I need something with more, you know,

blanketed coverage.

Oh, Bill, I ain't no dealer here.

I-I mean, I laid out to get you some stuff

'cause I want you to be all right for the fair,

but, ooh, that next tier, it comes with some baggage.

Fucks with your head, respiratory problems,

pissing blood, GI tract.

You got all kinds of shit that can happen to you.

Thank you, Sanjay Gupta.

Just go on and give me what you can get.

[sighs]

[groans softly]

Hey, Mama, guess what.

You know I hate guessing.

It's just a way to be wrong about something.

I'm winning the DWL belt at the fair this weekend.

- How great is that? - Pretty great.

But the best part is

Jack's turning me to a face again.

Well, you want to come? You sit front row?

Oh, sweetie, I don't think so.

- I don't like crowds. - Oh, Come on.

A-and I hate fairs.

Nobody hates fairs.

And because I really don't like wrestling,

because for most of my life,

I've been hearing that wrestling is fake,

even though it was the only real thing

in the world to your father,

and we know how that turned out, so...

You have fun, though.

[sighs]

[Ace scoffs]

[insects chirping]

[sighs]

[somber music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[sighs]

[♪♪♪]

Hey.

Yeah, uh, do you want to come out and talk?

I'm here.

- Hey. - Hey.

Never thought we'd be the kind of couple

where someone had to leave home in order to make a point.

Talking hasn't seemed to work.

Well, can it work at getting you home?

I-I should've told you about the Kleenex, Staci.

Look, wrestling sometimes is about creating a situation.

- Manipulating a situation. - Scripting a story.

I know all about wrestling and your writing, Jack.

Use whatever words for the Kleenex you want.

Here's a few... deceptive, cunning, unkind.

The Kleenex idea was just a thing that...

It was... it was... it was... Things went a certain way.

You went a certain way, Jack, not things.

You beat Ace on his big night.

You bought the props to provoke him

when he was trying to win back the crowd.

You attacked him at the hospital in front of Thomas,

and now you drove down to fucking Florida

to assault a man.

Charlie Gully was trying to poach him.

Each action and each situation you could have resisted.

You embraced 'em. You fucking leaned in.

I needed to.

You say that, but that's not true.

Necessity is a fucking fiction here, Jack,

and the Kleenex thing, that was this...

I don't know, it was this devious puppeteering

and manipulation.

- Which worked. - It worked at making Ace feel

like the whole town hated him.

Worked because you know how much he just wants

to be seen as a winner, like we all do.

Hey, Staci, that's between me and Ace, not us.

I'm tied into you both. We all are.

Okay, let's talk about Ace.

The night that I ended the match,

earlier in that day, he went and saw Helen Cooper

and he told her that our dad thought

that she was such a gluttonous beast

that he was surprised that she didn't eat her dead dog.

Well, I didn't know that.

And seconds before we went out,

he told me that just like our dad,

I was gonna stay in Duffy

just long enough to kill myself.

Well, I can see why you might not have told me that.

Well, can you see that I'm trying to protect him,

that I care how people see him, including you,

that I definitely realized that he's a stupid kid

who says stupid shit, and it's... it's juvenile,

and it's impulsive, and it's dangerous,

but I also know that if you yank it all back,

he's a good guy.

Staci, the world don't always

give you chances to sort yourself out.

It... it remembers when you fuck up

a-and who you fuck up with and who you mistreat.

So I thought maybe just before he charges out into the world,

all ego as just a little kid who's so frail

that he cries when he's booed

and so unhinged that he snaps his friend's leg

because he thinks he got his heart broken,

I thought maybe I would... I thought maybe I'd just...

I'd let him grow up a little bit...

that if he was gonna make mistakes,

he could make them in front of me...

...because our dad...

...he gifted us with a mean streak,

and I got to tell you, it's a motherfucker.

I am well aware.

It's dumb...

and it's stupid...

but I have someone standing right in front of me

who grounds me in conversations like this,

and Ace ain't got no one.

So if I have to be my fucking brother's keeper,

then that's what I'm gonna be.

And you can look at me, and you can think

that I'm not being a good big brother,

but that's what I am being, and I ain't never gonna stop.

Jack, the true story

of who you two can become as brothers...

as friends, as people, it can't start without honesty.

I can't tell him about the Kleenex.

He'll hate me.

Maybe, maybe not.

It's still better than lying.

[sighs]

Jack, how you act is who you are.

And I'm not in our home right now

because I need you to witness the fact that I am worried.

I'm worried that you think the success of the DWL

and however that is achieved is more important

than you being a good guy.

And I'm not attracted to that person.

I am so invested in us,

but I feel so far away from you right now.

If you don't fix who you're becoming, you're gonna lose me.

[sighs] I hear you.

Can we go home?

[scoffs]

Well, look, you got a big few days ahead of you, and...

Thomas is suspended from school, so...

let us stay out of your hair so you can focus on the fair.

Are you still gonna come see it?

Staci, I wasn't expecting a hesitation right there.

They changed the time for me singing the anthem.

It was scheduled for noon, and now it's not, so...

I wanna be there for you.

Jack, you know how you could be there for me?

By wishing me luck when I go sing at the Rodeo.

Good luck to you.

Glad you're being singled out for that beautiful voice.

It's okay. You know, I'll get video.

You go make the fair great.

Maybe write a story where you turn face.

You'd be great as a face.

I know this because a face is who I married.

Talk to Ace, make it worthy of all this struggle.

And then let's you and me have a talk

about what the future looks like.

[somber music playing]

[♪♪♪]

May I say good night to Thomas, please?

Of course.

[♪♪♪]

[inhales deeply]

[♪♪♪]

[train horn blares distantly]

[Ted] You sure you don't want us to come?

Oh, I'm so very sure.

Moral support?

Please, come on, none of that.

Have fun at the sleepover.

- Think. - I will.

And if Brenda Bellavance brings vodka

and you feel pressured to try some,

just fake like you're taking a sip.

Don't gossip about other girls who aren't there.

It's not nice, and you are.

If there's gossip about boys,

you believe every word you hear.

- Good advice. - Hey, family hug.

- [Ted] Ah. - [Willie] It's almost over.

[Ted] Mm, we love you. Mwah.

- At least somebody does. - [Ted sighs deeply]

[door bells jingle]

[soft music playing]

[♪♪♪]

I really am sorry.

[♪♪♪]

[door opens, closes, bells jingle]

[♪♪♪]

[rapper] ♪ And I always knew As a young-un ♪

♪ One day I'd grow up and kick The game in the stomach ♪

- [Apocalypse] Crystal, hey! - [all clamor]

How you doing?

[Crystal] Good.

- You look cute. - Big day, gentlemen!

[Wild Bill] Jacky boy.

Let me introduce you to the new Bunny Bombshell.

[meekly] Ta-da.

The legendary valet persona.

It's a good idea. What do you think?

Wait. What?

Bunny Bombshell?

Fuckin' A, that's a great call.

- She'll bring the heat. - I know she will.

Jack?

Ace?

Nah, man, Crystal and I are good.

I want her at the DWL.

Seriously, we're chill.

[♪♪♪]

[sighs]

It's good to have you back.

- [all cheering] - Thank you, Jack.

All right, y'all, we'll put this shitshow on the road

in five minutes.

- [wrestler] Okay. - Jack?

Yep.

Uh, so Staci texted me good luck.

I'm surprised her and Thomas would...

you know...

Are you good? You need anything from me?

No, she just...

[♪♪♪]

Let's go kick ass tonight.

Most def. Let's rock and roll.

Look, Ace, I got to...

[Big Jim] I heard you guys needed an extra body.

- Oh, come on, man! - [excited chatter]

[soft music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[Jack] Before we go out there tonight,

I just want to say something.

This is a family business.

That's what my dad told me

when I first started coming to the Dome.

I was just a little guy.

I should've stayed retired.

Oh, hey, man, you ain't got a thing to worry about, brother.

I'll take good care of you out there.

This ain't your grandfather's state fair.

My grandfather's never been to a state fair.

- [both chuckle] - [light thud]

[all cheering]

[mellow rock music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[Jack] I asked what that meant, since he started the DWL.

He didn't inherit it.

He said, "Family isn't something that you inherit.

It's something that you make."

[indistinct chatter]

Yeah, there... there's some love involved.

Truth is that you make family by working hard...

...fighting side by side.

[wrestler] Hang on a second.

[Jack] Love's shown by how you show up...

how you continue to show up...

[♪♪♪]

...and how you never, ever fucking give up on each other.

Got to say, at the Duffy Dome, I only have a banner,

but that jumbotron makes me look downright thin.

- [Charles] Hmm. - [Edward] This is amazing.

I can't believe we pulled this off and pulled these guys in.

- I know. Isn't it great? - [chuckles]

When we're all out there,

when all of us are pulling together, working together...

God damn it, I'm transcended.

It's the thrill that I get.

I only fucking get it from this, all right?

And that's a curse.

But this family business right here,

we're about to make a big fuckin' leap.

Right out there...

that's as real as it gets.

It's as real as the years you've put in...

and the doubts you overcame...

and the injuries that you taped up or just sucked up.

It's as real as all the friendships in here,

old and new.

It's as real as the fuckin' mistakes that you made

and the hatchets that you buried.

Most of all, I just want to thank all of you

for never givin' up on me.

You're my family, that's it.

Some by blood...

...the rest by sweat.

[♪♪♪]

Let's fucking do it. Come on, Poc.

- Let's go, baby! Bring it up! - [Diego] Let's do this, baby.

- Let's do it. - Let's go out here

and put on the best show in front of the biggest crowd

- in DWL history. - [Bobby] Yeah.

"Family" on three. One, two, three!

[all] Family! [cheering]

[The Hygrades' "Rough Rider" playing]

[♪♪♪]

[wild cheers and applause]

I'm telling you, Charles, believe in these boys!

These boys go all out!

[singer] ♪ Times are tight ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ All you want ♪

♪ I'm gonna break the bank ♪

♪ And let's go for broke ♪

♪ Took a chance And my pockets empty ♪

♪ Everybody Try to count me out ♪

♪ I knew the odds stacked Against me ♪

♪ Look at me now ♪

[♪♪♪]

[coughs]

♪ I got good, good news ♪

♪ That don't mean You can't lose ♪

[all booing]

[♪♪♪]

♪ I got good, good news ♪

♪ That don't mean You won't lose, won't lose ♪

[♪♪♪]

[audio distorts]

♪ Get the college fund ♪

♪ Push all-in ♪

[crowd cheering]

[♪♪♪]

Hey, Willie.

[♪♪♪]

I just want to say thanks for helping me out

and everything.

Sorry it isn't wrestling.

I once said you didn't belong here.

I was wrong.

Good luck, Bunny.

[♪♪♪]

[singer] ♪ I got good, good news ♪

♪ That don't mean You can't lose ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ I got good, good news ♪

♪ That don't mean You won't lose, won't lose ♪

♪ Hey, you ain't never gonna Lose again ♪

♪ Huh, got ya ♪

♪ Straight talk, trifecta ♪

[♪♪♪]

[crowd cheering]

One, two, three!

- [bell dings] - [cheering continues]

Big Jim, ladies and gentlemen!

[cheering continues]

Staci! This is Mr. Mickey Holloway.

He is the reason we're all here tonight.

Staci Spade, so nice to meet you.

Oh, it is so nice to meet you,

and thank you so much for having me.

Really, this... this means the world to me.

[light dramatic music playing]

[crowd cheering distantly]

[Willie] Hey. Hey.

Jack.

It's time, Jack.

I'm trying to watch Staci sing.

Hey, bud, we got to go, now.

[♪♪♪]

- Okay. - Come on.

[♪♪♪]

[crowd cheering]

And to sing our national anthem,

from Duffy, Georgia, Staci Spade.

[cheers and applause]

- Whoo! - Ooh-ooh!

Come on, baby!

[cheers and applause fade]

♪ O say ♪

♪ Can you see? ♪

♪ By the dawn's ♪

♪ Early light ♪

♪ What so proudly ♪

♪ We hailed ♪

♪ At the twilight's ♪

♪ Last gleaming ♪

♪ Whose broad stripes ♪

♪ And bright stars ♪

♪ Through the perilous fight ♪

- Ace, all right... - This is unreal, man!

Look at what you put together.

And that speech you made was great, dude.

Seriously, thanks for making this

something Dad would be proud of.

I mean it.

[distant cheers and applause]

Hey, look, I got to talk to you about something, all right?

- Listen... - Hey.

All right, fuckos, let's burn this shit down.

Bunny Bombshell, let's go.

Come on.

Willie, hit Bill's music.

- [crowd cheers] - [Wild Bill grunts]

[cheering continues]

♪ O'er the land ♪

♪ Of the free ♪

♪ And the home ♪

♪ Of the brave ♪

[cheers and applause]

[CCR's "Run Through the Jungle" playing]

[♪♪♪]

[cheers and applause]

[♪♪♪]

[singer] ♪ Whoa, thought it Was a nightmare ♪

♪ Lord, it was so true ♪

♪ They told me Don't go walking slow ♪

♪ The Devil's on the loose ♪

♪ Better run Through the jungle ♪

♪ Better run Through the jungle ♪

♪ Better run Through the jungle ♪

♪ Whoa, Don't look back to see ♪

Whoo!

[crowd cheering]

Well, well, well, well...

Welcome to the South Georgia State Fair.

[cheers and applause]

- [both chuckle] - I love the state fair.

Loved coming here when I was a kid.

Carnival rides, cotton candy,

the pie-eating contest.

I learned a lot about how to eat pie

at the state fair.

Just ask Bunny Bombshell.

[crowd cheering, whistling]

- Did Jack write this? - Yes.

- The pie-eating thing? - No.

Don't worry, y'all, moms, dads.

I'm gonna keep it clean.

But I will tell the truth,

truth about where we are as Georgians...

[cheering]

...where we are as Americans.

And the truth is,

I'm in this ring because I am tired.

I'm tired of the complainin' and the whinin'.

I'm tired of the sense of entitlement

that has poisoned this country.

[cheering]

I am in this ring

because I am tired of the Spade brothers.

I am tired of their sense of entitlement

over that DWL title belt.

And I'm gonna take it,

and I'm gonna feast on it

like a fresh-baked Georgia peach pie!

Piece by piece,

bite by bite,

all in one sitting!

Let the night...

[all] Roar!

[cheers and applause]

[feedback whines]

Fair paid for that mic.

[crowd cheering on tablet]

[exhales deeply]

- [breathes deeply] - Have a good show.

[heavy metal music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[booing]

[♪♪♪]

[aggressive rock music playing]

[♪♪♪]

All right, Ace, in your corner, in your corner.

Bill, you ready? Ace, you ready?

- Right up there. - Ready?

- [Jack] I'm ready! - All right!

Ladder match, you all know what this is.

You get that belt, you're the champ.

Good, clean fight. Ring that bell.

[bell dings]

[crowd cheering]

[mouthing words]

[crowd shouting]

[cheering]

Not bad. Not bad at all.

Get up! Get up!

Whoo!

[crowd cheering, booing]

[Jack] Get up. Get up. I got him.

- [Wild Bill] One more. - One more.

Get in there, God damn it.

[cheering and booing continue]

[all] Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace!

Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace!

[chanting continues]

[Jack] Get the ladder!

[Wild Bill] You get it. I don't work for you.

[Jack] Get the goddamn ladder!

[all] Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace!

[7horse's "Meth Lab Zoso Sticker"]

[all] Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace!

[♪♪♪]

[singer] ♪ I got A meth lab Zoso sticker ♪

♪ Rolled up in my pocket ♪

♪ Got a seven-inch Trigger finger ♪

♪ Don't know how to stop it ♪

♪ Got a one-way pile-driver Nowhere left to use it ♪

♪ I'm a supercharged Freedom fighter ♪

♪ And I'm givin' it all ♪

♪ Get it up ♪

[vocalizing]

[♪♪♪]

[crowd cheering]

I threw a guy off me last night quicker than that.

[laughing]

Hey, are you okay with missing the fair?

Yeah.

So what's the deal?

Is Jack a heel, a face now, or what?

Uh... [chuckles]

I'm not quite sure these days.

[crowd cheering]

[groaning]

[all] Ace, Ace, Ace!

Ace, Ace, Ace, Ace!

[groaning]

[chanting continues]

[crowd cheers]

[body thuds]

Yes!

- [flatulence] - Oh.

Oh, fuck. [groans]

Oh. Ah.

What's wrong?

Uh, I think I shit my pants a little.

Oh.

Oh, I guess I shit my pants a lot.

This is a shame I cannot bear.

If I get up, I'll never live it down,

so I must play dead

- Are you serious? - Yes.

What's going on with Bill?

[whispering] He shit his pants.

Jesus Christ.

What do you mean he shit his pants?

Yo, what's wrong with Bill?

- He shit his pants. - The hell you talking about?

Same ending, I just take Bill's spot, all right?

You and me, we bring this home, Ace, okay?

- You ready? - Yeah.

Okay, here we go.

[crowd cheering]

[Carol sighs]

Jack, Jack!

[all] Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack!

Jack, Jack, Jack!

Jack, Jack, Jack!

[chanting continues]

Why are they cheering for Jack?

[chanting continues]

- How many did you hand out? - A few hundred.

Got 300 more right here.

[chanting continues]

[Gully] Throw 'em.

[dramatic music playing]

[♪♪♪]

[Jack] Oh, shit.

Fuck with the fucking Kleenex, Jack?

[chanting continues]

Did you do this?

Not this time.

It was my idea the first time.

[crowd booing]

I'm sorry.

[booing intensifies]

[crowd oohs]

[dramatic music playing]

[♪♪♪]

Bobby, what the hell's going on out there?

[♪♪♪]

- [crowd oohs] - [shouts indistinctly]

Bobby, they're fighting for real.

No, I can see that. I can't break kayfabe.

[indistinct shouting]

[crowd oohs]

Willie, they're fighting for real.

What do you want me to do about it?

You want me to run out and stop them?

Give it a second. Jack wouldn't want that.

[♪♪♪]

Bill, what do we do?

Watch two guys take a gift horse

and shit in its mouth.

[Ace] You're sorry? Huh?

[♪♪♪]

I'm gonna fucking kill you!

[♪♪♪]

[Jack] Ace, please don't do this.

Please don't do this. I'm sorry.

- Swear, please. - [Crystal] Hey, Ace!

[crowd cheering]

[coughing]

Let's go, Ace!

Come on!

Bunny Bombshell has come to play, huh?

Just like outside the bar.

Got the line.

[♪♪♪]

Holy shit, this is actually working.

Crystal, I need you to take care of me, okay?

What can you do?

I'll suplex you, Jack.

- Are you sure? - Yep.

[♪♪♪]

Do it, Crystal.

[♪♪♪]

Bobby, get her the ladder.

Fuck these guys, I'm gonna go get that belt.

- [Debbie] Go. - [Diego] She gonna do this?

- Come on, girl. - Go! Go, go!

[♪♪♪]

[chuckles]

Fuck it.

[crowd groaning]

[Gregory Alan Isakov's "Master & A Hound" playing]

[♪♪♪]

[singer] ♪ Where were you When I was still kind? ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Just a water treader ♪

♪ Waiting ♪

♪ On the line ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Just a dry-gin drinker ♪

♪ Master and a hound ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Turned a circus swinger ♪

♪ Look ♪

♪ He's coming down ♪

♪ Down ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ Can you shake it up ♪

♪ Just once for me? ♪

♪ Your little globe ♪

♪ Just so we can see ♪

♪ The snow blowing ♪

♪ Round ♪

♪ Your hands ♪

[♪♪♪]

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♪ And the wing nut turned ♪

♪ The song that we both know ♪

♪ Sent us flying round ♪

♪ The carnival ♪

♪ You can throw ♪

♪ All your lucky coins ♪

♪ On me ♪

[♪♪♪]

♪ On me ♪

[♪♪♪]