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- Lance started his own company.
- Is this a joke?

You're gonna have to sue me,
aren't you, Spencer?

I will bankrupt you, you piece of shit.

Thinkin' about unretiring.

You never really know until
you get punched in the face.

- Punch me in the face before I beat yo' ass.
- Don't hit me!

You okay?

Might be ready.

Your girl Donna put a pic up
on IG of me and Tasha!

I hope you're not asking me
to apologize.

Of course not, I would never...
I want you to lie.

How about I buy my company back from you

at 50 cents on the dollar?
Go back to what you're good at.

Take that offer,
and stick it straight up your...

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Good morning.

- I'm here to see Sean.
- I know you.

- You played for the Dolphins.
- I did, yeah.

So exciting to have you here.

Why, thank you. I'm excited to be here.

Hey, it's Mary in reception.

I have Jason Taylor here for Sean.

OK, thank you.

Someone's gonna
come right out and get you.

Please, just have a seat.

- Thank you, Mary.
- Mm-hm.

What are you havin' this time, Joe?

Dealer's choice.

As long as it ends in "-uila."

Excuse me.

I've had a shit day.

What do you say? Will you drink
with me, and then we go get lost

and share a beautiful moment together?

I'm sorry, I work here, and we're not
allowed to drink with the guests.

Quit!

I can't. I have a family to support.

Oh. What are your kids' names?

I don't have any kids.

Reload, Donny.

Thank you.

You got any cocaine? You know
where I can find cocaine?

- Gimme my fuckin' keys!
- I can't do that, sir.

You're drunk.

Would you call me an Uber

so I can go back to my hotel, please?

You're staying at this hotel, sir.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

No problem. I'm Spencer Strasmore.

I'm Sean, this is Nick, we are with
Distribution and Acquisitions.

So you guys are in charge of my channel.

- Yeah, we are.
- Thanks for meeting on short notice.

I never took you for
an action sports guy.

Because I'm not.
But I do like making money.

Well, how can we help you make more?

Let's start by getting me
a better channel.

Getting me out of the nosebleeds.

How do I get around
Fox Sports Net, NBC Sports?

I'm sure one of
your computer geek experts

can just type on the keyboard
and move me on down the line.

It's really not that easy.
Besides, it doesn't matter

where your house is located
if nobody will come visit.

- You're referring to our fan base?
- Or lack thereof.

You guys have no fan base. Zero. None.

- Are you exaggerating? Come on.
- No, he's not.

You polled at 0.001.

You went dark last week... how
many calls do you think we got?

- I'm guessing zero.
- Bingo.

You should be more concerned with
being dropped from our system.

Obviously Lance didn't give a shit

about making money,
or ratings, but I do.

The dark days are over. I need
you guys to help me help myself.

Well, as you said, in so many words,

content that moves the needle...

like your old sport.

Those rights are spoken for.

Yeah, I know. We own them.

Surf and skate will never work

in our demo, Spencer.

We know what works,

and we just want to get more of it.

- What about college football?
- We'd love that.

Our SEC Network is killing it.

Do you have exclusive rights
to anything?

I don't, but I can get access.

Great. But we're only
interested in brand names...

Notre Dame, Ohio State,

or if it's a big market team like USC.

And prying them loose ain't
gonna be easy, as you know.

Let me worry about the prying, huh?

Deliver that, and we can deliver
your net to prime time.

All right.

Hey, you guys, uh,
see the Big Man today?

About eight foot tall, always angry?

No? All right.

- You see Spencer?
- He's MIA.

I haven't heard from him all morning.

- Kinda like you.
- Hmm. Yeah.

He's probably hiding from me.

Hey, are you planning
on addressing the team?

Because they could def use
a morale boost.

You can't avoid them forever.

Uh... yeah, sure. I will do that.

But first I was thinking I might
make myself a Bloody Mary.

What do you think about that?
That's a great idea.

- You know where Lance kept the liquor?
- We don't have liquor in the office.

Are you fucking kidding me?
I mean, come on,

that's... that's amateur.

We have a shit-ton
of opioids in the closet.

I will take that.

Enid.

You look amazing today.

And you look drunk.

Drunk!

No. Maybe drunk with love for you.

Hey, how fast do you think you
can give me a client breakdown

with a receivables report?

Oh, my God!

Mm-kay.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Shh! Give it to me. There you go.

Thank you. See?

Young lady, this is the benefits
of being Old School.

And you can't get hacked.

And you can't get hacked, Jesse.

She doesn't care. She's a hacker.

Amazing work. I can't do without you.

I love you very much.

Ledger kiss.

Don't quit on me, Ricky.

Where I'm from, you don't quit

unless your shit's about to snap
or you're gettin' choked out.

I'd rather be choked out by you
than taken down by Calais Campbell.

You say that now, till I snatch
up that neck, put you to sleep.

Man, your love is something else.

Gimme one of them. Good work, baby.

- Take a shower.
- Thank you.

KT, what up, baby?

Ricky motherfuckin' Jerret.

What you doin' out in L.A.?

I just flew out here. My girl
love it, so I might stick around.

- How is Tiffany, anyway?
- T good, bro.

But I was talking about my girl Tasha.

She on some Cali love sort of shit.

- What you workin' on?
- I'm workin' on being

a better man for my daughter
and her momma.

That's beautiful, Rick.

I was talkin' about
what body part, though.

What you got goin' on?

Oh. A leg day for me.

Mind if I jump in? Keep my
black ass out of trouble?

- Let's do it.
- Take off one of them plates for me, baby.

What? You slippin', man.
Season's just around the corner.

Ain't like that.
I'm tryin' to lean up, bro.

Get quicker.

I might even go vegan, like Brady.

You know what? I could never
fuck after I ate a porterhouse.

Shit, only thing gettin' hard on me

after I eat a porterhouse
is my arteries, nigga.

Dolphins got you playin'
all three downs now, huh?

Nah, I'm done with the Fins, bro.

What? Goin' shoppin', huh?

Shit, yeah. Like a motherfuckin'
lottery winner, baby.

Word is, Rams lookin' for a slot.

- You don't say.
- Yeah.

Jason gonna put you up for that?

Yeah. That's why I'm out here,
meet with Chuck, handle shit.

That's a good idea.

Think you got some advice for me?

Like, old generation to new generation?

- Advice?
- Advice, yeah.

Why don't you get some new hands?

You tryin' to say I can't catch?

- You callin' me old?
- You are old.

Ah. Desperate times...
call for desperate measures.

Look to your left
and look to your right.

These are your brothers
and sisters in fuckin' arms!

These are the people
whose fuckin' bodily fluids

are gonna be drenching your hands as you

fuckin' shove their small intestine
back up into their body,

like, "Don't you fuckin' die on me!"

You never walked away
from a fight in your life!"

- Fuck yeah!
- "Times are so tough."

Fuck you, times are tough.

We're tougher!

We eat glass and fuckin'
crap diamonds, bro.

Doink! "Oh, another fuckin' diamond."

I'm rich because I was fuckin' tough."

But, like in all times of war,

there are casualties. Right?

And ours happen to be financial.

So, um, as of this moment,

I'm gonna have to freeze
all the expense accounts.

We're gonna have to cut back
in other ways too,

like I was thinkin' maybe
half-hour lunches for a while?

- Just for a while.
- Shoulda gone with Lance.

Hey, Kurt Cobain.
What were you just saying?

- Do you have a question?
- Uh, just sayin' that

your motivational speech
was, uh, motivational.

I don't think that's what you said
in that short amount of time.

- What did he say?
- That we should have left with Lance.

Fuck, dude!

Then why don't you do me the favor

of grabbing all your shit

and gettin' the fuck out of here,

'cause you're fired. All right? Adios.

Give Lance my warmest regards.

Fuck you, who cares. Hey, and also,

may as well get your shit too and go,

because you're a snitch. OK?

We're a troop of soldiers.

- Get out!
- This place sucked anyway.

It sure did suck...

until you left, which is... now.

For the rest of us, I know it's hard,

but we gotta get after it!

All of our remaining clients,

we gotta put back to fuckin' work.

Book, book, book, book!
That is your mantra.

And if we book, come Christmastime

Santa Claus is gonna put a little
something extra in your stockings.

Thank you all for taking
this journey with us.

- Great stuff.
- Yeah. I'm drunk.

So, Lance is on hold for you.

Do you want to take it...

or should I take that pep talk to heart

and tell him to suck a bag of dicks?

"♪ Believe that if you wanna..."

Hey. Can I help you?

I doubt it. I'm here to see him.

You and everybody else.
He don't want to be disturbed.

Shit.

Yo! What's up, brother?

Yo, Q!

Hold up.

- You must be Spencer.
- I am.

My mom said to expect you.
What can I do for you?

More like what I could do for you.

- How you know my mom?
- We're just friends.

You got a thing for her?

It's a'ight, everybody does.

You ain't gotta be all awkward and shit.

- It ain't about that, brother.
- No? What's it about?

Your mom thought that I could
give you some good advice.

I've been through the league, All-Pro,
Super Bowl champ, I'm up for the Hall.

You've got a lot of choices to make,

and I could help you with those.

Wow. I appreciate it.

But there's no need for the
résumé, future Hall-of-Famer.

No need for the advice, either.
But I got some for you.

- Yeah, what's that?
- Be careful with my moms.

All right, boys, let's go!

I'm always fuckin' careful.

Ooh hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

Wow! And I thought it was an undertaking

when me and the wife
remodeled the kitchen...

but this place is really
coming together, Mr. Thompson.

No shit, Charles.
Mr. Kroenke is a visionary.

Might come as a surprise to you,

but these things
don't happen by accident.

No. No. Why is it
you wanted to see me, sir?

I just want to make sure that we're
all rowing in the same direction.

Of course. My guys are ready.

Locked and loaded for free agency.

We've circled guys like
Alshon Jeffery, maybe...

What about Teague?
How we doin' with Teague?

He's probably gonna be a little
pricier than we thought.

Take a look around you for a second.

How much do you think
we're spending here?

A few more dollars
isn't gonna do anything.

Gimme a coupla doubles, all right?

I thought it was my job
to be smart and frugal.

No. Your job is to support
the wunderkind.

If he wants Kisan,
then just give him Kisan.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Yeah, but the GM's supposed to
make all personnel decisions.

It says so right there in my contract.

I don't give a fuck
what your contract says.

All right? Look, McVay likes the player,

and we just happen to love
his personality.

Huh? His personality?

We've got some great young
talent on this team.

Coach is putting up almost
30-plus points a game.

- Hell, yeah.
- But we need a little more... swagger!

- Swagger.
- You know what I'm sayin'?

Other than McVay's.

Look, Charles,

no disrespect to you, OK?

But I wouldn't exactly
call you charismatic.

It takes a lot more than
just wins to succeed in L.A.

You gotta do it with style,
with some panache.

- Panache.
- Yeah. You can't buy taste, Charles.

But you can buy yourself
some new clothes. Yeah.

Why don't you get yourself
a fuckin' suit?

You'd look great in a suit. OK?

All right.

It's a beautiful vista
you've brought us to.

Or is this a mesa?

Well, technically, to use the
accurate geographical term,

- this is a bluff.
- Bluff.

You should see it at magic
hour, Joe, it comes alive.

I thought with you and I,
everything was magic.

Well, it was, then you brought your
beefcake boyfriend on the scene.

- OK.
- I never had a brother, always wanted one.

I know you don't have siblings.

Sadly, I was an only child.

And I still wasn't my parents' favorite.

I can relate to that.

Joe, I'm really sorry about
everything that went down between us.

Yeah, so am I.

Obviously I can't reverse time,

but I can press reset.

Joe, I'm willing to give you
75 cents on the dollar,

buy my company back,

and then you and the glamorous potato

of whom you are peculiarly enamored

can go back to Miami,
focus on what you're good at,

where footballers need you.

I'll think about it. OK? I will.

And I'll talk to the potato.

Don't be a dummy, Joe.

This world was never gonna work
out for a guy like like Spencer.

I don't know. Maybe a world like this

is never gonna work for a guy like me.

One time, right here, we have

the league legend
against the young buck,

only at Unbreakable.
Step right up, folks!

Come on, Rick, fuck this bitch up.

Hey, watch your language,

Terrence Tyrone Darby!

I run a place of business!

- Goin' down, Jerret.
- I don't go down for nobody.

We'll see.

Ready, ready, ready? Go!

- Jerret, let's go!
- Time!

Don't be breakin' Unbreakable.

Come on now! Let's go!

Must be the baby.
She keepin' you up at night?

I live in a 12,000-square-foot
mansion, not a condo like yours.

Besides, baby ain't the problem,
'cause there ain't no problem.

I can do this shit all fuckin' day.

- All day.
- You gonna need to.

Come on, Ricky, do it for us old guys!
I mean "veterans."

Come on, man!

- Get him!
- Come on, man!

Gettin' tired of this, Jerret?

Fourth quarter, buddy. We're
goin' behind the rib cage.

- Let's go. Come on, buddy.
- Get it, baby.

Nobody rollin' up on me,
especially not this young boy.

You ain't never gone deep in your life.

- Feel me, Jay?
- Got you, buddy, I like it.

That was cute.

That was real cute, Jerret.

Don't get scared now, Jerret.

You can keep living in a fantasy world,

or you might want to accept the fact

that you're gettin' too old for
this shit, bro. No disrespect.

- Right?
- None taken.

Don't let that nigga get in your head.
That shit'll fuck you up.

Just you sayin' that's fuckin' me up.
Get outta my face.

Hey, we're goin' harder tomorrow.

Go pop a cryo and an IV. Good?

Fuck that high-jumpin' ass...

- Hey, how'd it go?
- Well, it didn't.

Ohh. I was worried about that.

Me too. I thought I had all the
answers when I was his age.

Did you?

- I still don't.
- Join the club.

I think it's time to drill down

on that sweet child o' mine.

Can you come to dinner?

Are you gonna force-feed me to him?

That's how bad-ass moms do it.

Besides, I'm cookin'.

Should I manage my expectations?

You should know whatever
I think is worth doing

is worth doing right.

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Ciao.

Enough with the fuckin' "ciaos" already.

Jesus Christ.

Thompson's telling me
I gotta get McVay Kisan!

Tellin' me I gotta worry
about filling seats!

Talking about winning ain't enough.

What the hell he mean,
winning ain't enough?!

These people are about
to give me an anxiety disorder

like my assistant got.

Mine's generalized anxiety.
Yours is specific.

You need to mind your business.

Good. Now we got some privacy.

I can't face-fuck right now, all right?

I can't get this image of McVay
out of my head!

How many times do I have to
remind you... it's La La Land.

You're not gonna start singing
and dancing again, are you?

No. I just mean it's L.A., baby.

Embrace the glitter.

We got Jared Goff,
number one draft pick!

Aaron Donald, he breathes,
eats, sleeps sacks!

We put up 29 points a game last season!

- That ain't enough glitter?!
- Look at the Lakers.

They departed from what worked
with their prodigal son,

and how'd that turn out? Not so great.

But now they're back on track
with Magic.

Let me get this straight, baby.

So the Rams are the Lakers,

and you want me to be Magic?

All I'm saying is, you have to learn

to be a showman, Charles.

Give the people an experience.

I don't know, baby,
I just ain't that guy.

You weren't a front office guy, either.
Now you are.

It's time to rep the Greane family.

Show the world
who Charles Greane can be.

Now, I know it's not easy being
Greane, but you wanna play the part,

you gotta act the part. You feel me?

Yeah, I feel you, baby.

- I hear you.
- But do you see me?

Well, I mean, I... I see you, baby.

And do you like what you see?

- Hey, Andrew!
- Yes, sir.

Go on ahead and get up outta here, dawg.

- You sure?
- Mmm.

All right. Have a good night, Charles.

You really trying
to make an impression, huh?

Well, I hope you like apple pie.

Hate that shit. Mom's in the kitchen.

Remember... you ain't the first,

and you won't be the last.

I see you still carry
that chip on your shoulder

even when you come home, huh?

When there's people
in my house I don't want to see.

Well, it's just a dinner,
so lighten the fuck up.

Hey!

- Hey. Perfect timing.
- Thanks. You too.

Dinner's ready.

- So, sit. Let's eat.
- All right.

Uh, that includes you, Q.

Yep, let's eat.

Can't wait.

I can't eat another bite.

That was amazing. Thank you.

I hope you don't mind. I have a lot of
homework to do, so I'm just gonna...

I have a better idea. How about
the two of you chop it up

while I go get dessert ready?

- Thanks, babe.
- You're welcome, babe.

- Thanks, Mom.
- Mm-hmm.

So why don't you save us a
bunch of time and bullshit

so you can get back to your... pie.

We conversing
'cause you're dating my moms,

or are you just another
straight-up hustler?

I'm just trying to be helpful.

You gonna put me on a Wheaties box?

Show me how to do it the right way?

It's a little too late
for that, isn't it, Q?

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, I saw your $150,000 G-Wagen

that's parked down the street
at your neighbor's.

That's a really smart, elaborate ruse.

So I would say that
you are dirty as fuck.

Yeah? What else?

And that discretion ain't your thing.

- You gonna roll on me?
- No. That's not my style.

- Then what is your style?
- Teaching you how to be discreet.

About wearing a nice suit
and some Italian monk straps?

That doesn't seem very discreet to me.

It's not supposed to be.

I don't want to fuck around.
I'm here to do business.

If you're gonna
jeopardize your eligibility,

at least make it worth something...

not a $150,000 Mercedes.

You finally got my attention.

Don't lose it.

How would you like to own a piece
of a regional sports network?

It is an asset that has a chance to
be worth a half a billion dollars.

I knew you were a hustler.

Who wants pie?

I'm in.

Never pass up a chance to grab a slice.

Me neither.

Hey.

When you sneak back into the house,

you're supposed to do
it barefoot, dum-dum.

You know that?

Where the fuck have you been, huh?

You been makin' deals or makin' love?

- Hit me, Donny.
- You got it.

I'm sorry about not calling
you back earlier, man,

I just had a crazy-long day.

But believe it or not,
I been workin' for us.

- Good. Me too.
- Yeah? Anything good?

I met with Lance today.

Don't say anything, let me finish.

He's willing to buy back the company

at a respectable 75 cents on the dollar.

We will take a big hit, sure,

but we'll eventually recover.

And we'll just chalk it up
to a failed experiment...

which is on me... it's on me.

And I really appreciate you
backing me up this whole time.

But, come on, it's time
to pull the ripcord

and parachute back to our oasis

with most of our company
and self-esteem still intact.

So what do you say?

I don't know whether I should
be appreciative right now

or call you out
for being a fuckin' pussy.

- Oh, fuck you.
- Fuck me? Fuck you.

Is that what you want to do,
you wanna sell Sports X back,

at a $12 million loss,
to that fuckin' dick-bag,

or do you want to dig in
and grind it out

to be what you imagined it could be?

Well, of course I want
to dig in and grind it out...

I fuckin' love war.

Good. 'Cause we're gonna
keep your dream alive.

Fuck Lance, fuck his culture,

and fuck anybody who
doubts us... I got a plan.

Time to double the fuck down.

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