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[Rhoades, Sr.]\NPreviously on Billions.

And that’s why it’s my pleasure

to announce my run\Nas an independent candidate

for president\Nof the United States.

[cheers and applause]

The open part of the marriage

can’t continue\Nduring the campaign.

Let’s start with the names\Nof all your partners

in the last five years.

Bio-inspired\Nvascular concrete

is able to enzymatically\Nrepair itself.

I’m prepared to purchase\Nyour entire company.

I’m not selling.

[man] Your patent,\Neverything in this office,

and everything\Nassociated with this work

will now be controlled

by the federal government.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

[Grateful Dead: "Dire Wolf"]

♪♪ In the timbers of Fennario

♪♪ The wolves\NAre running round ♪♪

♪♪ The winter was so hard\NAnd cold ♪♪

♪♪ Froze ten feet\N’Neath the ground ♪♪

♪♪ Don’t murder me ♪♪

[saw sputters and whirrs]

♪♪ I beg of you\NDon’t murder me ♪♪

♪♪ Please don’t murder me ♪

♪♪ I sat down to my supper ♪

♪♪ ’Twas a bottle\NOf red whisky ♪♪

[man]\NAll right!

♪♪ I said my prayers ♪♪

♪♪ And went to bed ♪♪

♪♪ That’s the last\NThey saw of me ♪♪

♪♪ Don’t murder me ♪♪

♪♪ I beg of you ♪♪

♪♪ Don’t murder me ♪♪

♪♪ Please don’t murder me ♪

[electric knife whirring]

♪♪ When I awoke, the dire wolf ♪

♪♪ Six hundred pounds of sin

♪♪ Was grinning at my window

♪♪ All I said was\N"Come on in" ♪♪

♪♪ But don’t murder me ♪♪

♪♪ I beg of you\NDon’t murder me ♪♪

♪♪ Please don’t murder me ♪

Thank you.

Dad, uh, the Margaux\Nhas been poured.

The Wellington plated.

[Senior]\NAh, there it is.

[sighs] Oh... shit.\NIt’s that time of the year?

Damn right.

I’m probably not gonna mix in,

but it makes the trip,\Nso in case it has to happen,

I’ll be ready.

Jesus, that’s fecund.

You don’t wash your chinstrap.

You also don’t throw it\Nin the Wellington.

Don’t exaggerate.\NIt’s next to the Wellington.

Not anymore.

How many years have you been\Ngoing up to The Owl?

I don’t count that in years.

Fifty-two, though.

- [laughs]\N- Right from the start,

that uncivilized time\Nhad the most civilizing effect.

Even more necessary\Nin today’s world.

Better you than me.

Mm. No, sir.\NI can think of no man

that would benefit more\Nfrom breathing that rustic air.

[chuckles]

I’d be proud\Nto introduce my son,

the U.S. attorney,\Naround the encampment.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I am not taking\Nthat particular boat trip

up the Mekong to find Kurtz.

Or to play naked Twister.

Even men who run the world\Nneed to get in touch

with our true\Nanimalistic nature.

And if that means\Nthe occasional nude frolic,

so be it.

I had this singular moment\Nthere once...

with a man.

Au natural, in the forest.

Hmm.

We were cut off from the others

and happened upon a coyote.

A predator.

We stared at each other,\Nall three of us,

right into each other’s souls.

And you know what happened?

You started screaming\Nlike Nancy Allen in Blow Out?

No, Sonny.

We had an experience

the mystics call transcendence.

We became one.

Ah. Oh.

I was the creature.

I was the other man.

- He was me.\N- Wow.

And you know what?

I never spoke to that man again,

but when he became president,

I got word that my\Ntax returns were never,

from then forward...

at risk of audit.

Ah.

And the critter?

Died 16 weeks later.

I was awakened\Nin my slumber

by a stabbing pain,

and knew it.

Then I went back to sleep\Nand saw his death

as it happened\Nfrom his point of view.

Hmm.

It was... magnificent.

Are you sure it wasn’t\Njust a kidney stone?

The point is,

fleeting moments\Nin the wild can stick.

We need those moments.

[chuckles]

And you can create your own

if you come with me.

This city has just the kind\Nof wild that does me good.

You go.

I’ll stick around and deal\Nwith the coyotes I find here.

[laughs]

[Prince]\NI had it.

Right in my sights.

The answer to fix the country.

Ain’t fixed yet\Nfar as these eyes can see.

Due to Byzantine\Nand pointless reasons.

Namely the federal government.

[Johnson]\NOh, preaching to the choir.

They’re supposed\Nto help municipalities,

but instead they create\Nnew thickets

- that need to be worked through.\N- It’s pathetic.

Look at you,\Nwhat’s got you worked up

like Iverson over practice?

Oh, just self-healing concrete.

So you could build\Nsomething once and only once.

Roads, runways, foundations,\Nyou name it.

And let it fix itself\Nwhen inevitable cracks appear.

- You clocking this?\N- I am.

You make that concrete sound\Nmore self-aware

- than Skip Bayless.\N- [laughs]

- Smarter, too.\N- [all laugh]

Well, write me down\Nfor an allotment

of this super concrete.

I’ll put a new library\Nat Clark Atlanta,

put my mom’s name on it.

- Where you keeping it at?\N- I’m not.

It’s wherever\Nthe Pentagon locks up

important private sector stuff\Nthey can’t control.

Never has a damned end,\Ndoes it?

Well, it will,\Nstarting in 2024

when, as president,\NI start peeling back

this B.S. regulation.

- This just became news.\N- Yeah.

Mr. Prince, Mike Dimonda\Nfrom the Journal.

I couldn’t help overhearing\Nwhat you were saying,

and I don’t think\Nyou mind.

Tara Palmeri, at Puck.

Do you have any color\Nor background

you want to share\Non the incident?

You know what?\NTo heck with it.

I’m gonna let out my inner\NBomani Jones, speak my mind.

You beat the brush,\Nand you look and you look,

and finally you find something\Nthat’ll help ensure our future.

Some real "leave our children

with something\Nthey can count on" stuff,

only to have Washington goons

and their New York State\Nand Southern District hooligans

sweep in and make it disappear.

Sound more like Wilbon,\Nbut in the ballpark.

How long are we expected to live

in this Kafkaesque\Ninstitutional maze

without a door\Nknown as our government?

My answer: until I’m elected.

And not a minute longer.

♪♪ Well, are you ready, Ray?

♪♪ Yeah ♪♪

♪♪ How ’bout you, Frank? ♪♪

♪♪ Oh, I’m there, baby ♪♪

♪♪ How ’bout you, Mikey? ♪♪

♪♪ Ready ♪♪

♪♪ Well, I think I’m all right ♪

♪♪ One, two, three, four ♪♪

♪♪♪♪♪♪

♪♪ Three, two, one\NWe came to suck ♪♪

♪♪ Everybody party\N’Til the gasman comes ♪♪

[laughter]

I know it.

I know this one.

I had it\Nwhen we went to Italy

the summer\Nafter sophomore year.

Let’s hope this baby\Ndoesn’t get up to what we did.

[laughter]

So, what is it, Laurel?

Lindt, 80% dark.

[laughter]

Is this bothering you?

I know it’s sort of gross.

- Who’s next?\N- You gonna go?

Oh, no way.

Someone jump\Non the next one.

Oh, fuck, I will.

[women gasp and laugh]

Can’t watch any more of this.\NOutside for some air.

Thing of beauty, I tell you.

The coverage\Nof what I said at Torrisi,

couldn’t have written it\Nbetter myself.

Sure, but, guys, we can’t\Nbe handing out gold stars

for some article\Ngets us a one-point increase.

Not when we got Nancy Dunlop

burning up the track\Nahead of us.

Man, they love the guv.

Her mojo is spreading\Nfar beyond Montana

and the western states now.

She gives liberals a mild hit\Nof conservative values,

and conservatives a taste\Nof liberal policies

- they don’t gag on.\N- How worried do I need to be?

I figure we’ll\Nrun her down eventually.

Well, unless she secures\Nthe Democratic nomination

early enough\Nto really consolidate.

Because with\Na centrist like her,

nominated by a major party,

there is no need\Nfor a door number 3.

I’ll catch her in the national\Nbefore that happens.

You will.

But if she gets the endorsement

of George Pike IV,\Nyou won’t.

Getting face time\Nwith Fourth is harder

than following Bernie Mac\Nat the Apollo.

More upside with Fourth.\NIf he likes you.

It’s hard to predict\Nwhich way he’ll lean.

He has his reasons.

That’s what they say.

Well, his reasons\Nhave him attending The Owl.

Winter Conclave.

No worry about Dunlop\Ngetting to him there.

No female members allowed...

Oh. Wait.

- Yeah.\N- [Luke] Yep.

She just got named\Nthe first woman

to be granted full\Nmembership to The Owl.

Gets her right next to Fourth.

Female guests normally have\Nto pack their bags at sunset.

Well, sounds like real progress.

I know where you’re headed\Nwith this,

and I’m not going.

I can get more done

with moves like last night’s.

I hate all that\Nninth-generation elitism.

As they instinctively hate

your brand of self-made\Nbillionaire elitism.

It doesn’t matter.

You need them.

Governor Dunlop can have my spot

at the standing piss-fest,

or the naked tree hug,

or whatever the heck they do\Nout there in the woods.

You can’t afford that attitude,\Nor to let her win over Fourth.

With his imprimatur,\Nbacking, and connections,

it’ll be checkmate.

I got rich so I don’t have\Nto do crap like this.

I understand by your word choice

how strongly you feel\Nabout this, Mike.

I’m not gonna try to sell you.

You know what’s at stake.

Fine, I’ll go.

But you two\Nare coming with me.

Uh, why do we always eat\Nthe smelly food in my office?

Aromatic, not smelly.

No, this is the perfume\Nof life right here.

Then I say we take it\Nand atomize your office with it.

Ira, we will all\Neat here together.

Besides, it’s already\Nbeen unpacked.

That’s why we’re here,\Nisn’t it?

Because of the smelly nonsense\Nthat Prince unpacked at Torrisi.

Couldn’t have said it better.

This motherfucker\Nthinks we’ve overreached.

We haven’t even\Nreached around yet.

I’m thinking Martin Act.

Subpoena everyone on suspicion.

No, that would seem political.

Don’t box me out.

Like Governor Dunlop\Nboxing Prince out,

if we were boxing you out,\Nwhich we are not.

- But it’s true about Dunlop.\N- Yeah.

If she consolidates\Nthe pro-business,

commonsense center\Nin this election,

it’d pretty much eliminate\Nany real chance

Prince has of winning.

And then we could really\Ndo our thing,

in the usual course of time.

Wait him out.

Like Trautman\Nsaid to Will Teasle:

Stop the fight, let him escape,\Npick him up a few towns over.

Dunlop hasn’t gotten\Nthe official endorsement

and Super PAC commitment\Nfrom George Pike IV yet.

That’s the domino.

Well, Dunlop and Fourth

will both be at\Nthe Winter Conclave of The Owl.

[sighs]\NShit.

Twice in the span\Nof 24 hours.

What gives?

Step aside. I’ll come in.

I’ll cede the space

when the tone of the visit\Nis established.

Dad, I brought you a gift.

- And what’s this?\N- It’s for your trip.

It’s peccary cork.\NDeerskin.

Can’t have you\Nripping your hands

when you’re chopping wood.

They will be useful.

So now, may I be granted\Nfull entrée?

[door closes]

Actually, Dad,\NI’ve been thinking about

what you were saying.

And, more crucially,

about the chance\Nto see you in your element,

be there with you.

Father and son, together.

Well, you should’ve\Nused the ears

more than the mouth\Nthe first time.

It’s too late now.

I gave your bunk away\Nto Ham Stevenson.

Oh, come on.\NHe’ll get over it.

I’m coming.

And Ira’s coming too.

Well, Ham can cram in with Woof.

Or the Highlanders, I suppose.

We leave at 0700, Sonny.

Be neither late\Nnor in a foul mood.

And dress like a gentleman\Nwho’s ready

to throw all those niceties\Naside at a moment’s.

[laughs]

Absolutely.

Lucky break.

A few of the Jaguars\Naren’t going to come,

so we got their cabin\Nand the others will disperse.

And we’ll be right next\Nto Wee-Wah.

Wee-Wah.

Fantastic.

It is, because\Nit’s Fourth Pike’s cabin.

He usually hosts\Na second night fireside,

and an invite means direct--

[Prince]\NWhat’s wrong?

A friend was climbing Makalu\Nas a tune-up for Everest,

and there was an accident.

They took an alternate route\Nbecause of weather,

and now they’re injured\Nand socked in.

That sounds rough.\NIs it Lynne?

Can she turn her beacon on so\Nrescue teams can get her down?

Can’t do that.

The alternate route may have\Nbeen over the border in China.

Is. Is in China.

No beacon.

It has to be a private rescue.

Extra rough.

[Luke]\NThis just got hot-button.

Now, any engagement with China\Njust sets us up to get crushed

by some segment\Nof our potential voters.

Oh, and the current\Ngovernment, of course.

You sure she can’t make it down\Nor be reached by other climbers?

If it gets truly dire,\Nof course we’ll step up.

But I-I can’t send\Nrescue choppers

every time a climbing buddy\Nof yours gets socked in.

I am aware of\Nthe situation-relevant concerns

of your life right now,

and I wouldn’t be asking

if this was just\Nsome climbing buddy.

It’s not Lynne.

Who is it?

Derek.

Ah, Derek.

Good old Derek.

I bet he was on that list\Non your phone, wasn’t he?

Mike...

he’s gonna die up there\Nif we don’t help him.

Scooter, I need you\Nto reach Craig at Tiger Team.

We need an exfil group detached\Nto the Himalayas, ASAP.

And it needs to be\Nan invisible op.

Budget’s unlimited.

Throw full resources\Nbehind this.

Get with Andy for details,

and the climber’s sat-phone\Nfor coordinates.

Again, invisible.

Thank you.

Don’t even.

- You don’t need to.\N- No, no.

When a man\Ndoes the right thing

despite potentially\Ndisastrous consequences

to his own life’s dream,\Nthere’s nothing to add,

except how he must be\Na hell of a--

Ooh!

Is it a toys kind of night?

This is not that trunk.

But also...

it is a night for play.

- What then?\N- Open it.

Wags?

It’s just...

something did happen to me

when your friends were\Ndoing that, and I thought--

Wait.

You were turned on?

No, no.

You were not turned on\Nby their faces in shit.

It wasn’t shit.

It just looked like shit.

But it was--

Stop saying words\Nout of your mouth.

[door closes]

♪♪♪♪♪♪

[sighs]

[inhales sharply]

I love breathing\Nthe same country air

that Goldwater did.

Cozy up\Nto Dunlop and Fourth,

sprinkle some rose petals\Nbetween them.

Help them cozy up.\NThat’s the thinking.

And keep anyone else\Naway from Fourth.

He’s here?

Well, that’s fucking great.

It really is.

[chuckles]

Father-son bonding time,\Nmy leathery ass.

You’re here\Nbecause your target is.

- [scoffs]\N- Pure chance, Charles.

Yeah. Yeah, it’s kismet.

Just remember,\Nit’s nesting owls only.

Uh-huh.

You’re meant to come away

from every conversation\Na better man for it.

And the rule is,\Nthere’s no business done.

And that goes doubly

for getting involved\Nin other people’s business.

Of course, naturally.

Wouldn’t have it any other way.

Hello, boys.

Are you cold?

Some of you seem cold.

Saw a few of you, uh,\Nanswering the call

in the trees back there.

They were definitely cold.

[chuckles]

[man] Let’s go.

Well! [laughs]

It’s a new fucking day,\Nisn’t it?

Try and hide your enthusiasm.

See you at the bar.

Um...

there are a couple of sinks\Nin the bathroom.

- Nothing else.\N- Of course.

Pick a tree.

Otherwise, it’s\Nouthouses only up here,

the way Corny Vanderbilt\Nand Jake Astor intended.

And this is the smallest,

rustiest cot\Nthis side of summer camp.

[door opens]

Don’t you worry\Nabout a thing, sugar.

You’re gonna be sleeping

like a fucking Cub Scout\Nin a coma.

How ya doing, guys?

Happy to see you.\NHappy to see me, Chuckles?

I’m elated.

All right.

Let’s have some fun.

I’m ready to get in touch\Nwith my natural side,

Dr. Alex Comfort style.

A little cuissade, nnh!

A little postillionage, nnh.\NRight?

And with that,\Nthe revelry commences.

Doc, you do know this is\Ndudes only, with one exception.

Oh, shit, boner killer.

I thought that was\Nto fool the public,

but now that we’re up here in\Nthe middle of fuckin’ nowhere,

they’d bring the birds in\Nby the busload.

Not that kind of encampment.

Oh, is that so?

[Ira]\NIt isn’t?

Fine.

Members with old-guard\Nstatus, like me,

can do that at their discretion,\Ncabin by cabin.

But I didn’t order any,\Nout of respect

for my upright son

and his faithful friend.

And for that,\NI thank you, Dad.

Still happy to see me?

Yeah, I’m fucking elated.

[chuckles]

[door opens and closes]

[man, on phone]\NSituation’s complicated,

but the team\Nin an unmarked helicopter

are in place on the Nepal sid\Nof the border.

We’ll go for the rescue\Nat first light.

Green-light is\Nweather dependent, of course.

Got it. Please brief Andy\Nas soon as you can.

I know if it can be done,\Nyou guys are the ones to do it.

That’s not bad news.

I wish you’d have pointed out

the level of problem\Nif they’re caught.

Their standard\Nmission imperative

is operational silence\Nbefore, during, and after.

They won’t get caught.

Well, good news is,\Nif they do, we can leave here.

Why’s that?

Because the campaign\Nwill be over.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

[Dunlop, laughing]\NRight? Right?

[man]\NYes.

Here, drink this.\NIt’s called a Headache.

Taught the barman\Nhow to make it.

It’ll give you\Nthe opposite for now.

Have you conversated\Nwith Fourth yet?

He’s still en route.

That man operates\Non his own timeline.

He has his reasons.

Uh, that’s what they say\Nabout him, yep.

He’s a tough nut to crack.

Just so you know.\NEspecially for you.

Huh. Cracking tough nuts\Nis my specialty.

Need me to prove it to you?

I didn’t mean, uh--

Oh, I know\Nwhat you didn’t mean.

Feathers of the fathers.\NHoot-hoot.

Hoot-hoot.

Hello, Governor.

Mike Prince.\NHave one with me.

A drink before the war.

And the fireside.

If we get invited.

Oh. One of us fucking will.

How about a whiskey ditch?

- Whiskey ditch for the man.\N- [bartender] Coming right up.

A whiskey ditch it is.

Thank you, Justin.

Feathers of the fathers.

Hoot-hoot.

Is that your thing?

You won’t fake it?

Won’t give in to it?

Make yourself feel like

you haven’t sold out who you are

just to get in\Nwith the old guard?

’Cause if you’re going up\Nagainst me,

that shit will look pale\Nas Winona Ryder in the ’90s.

Mm.

- Hoot-hoot!\N- [all] Hoot-hoot!

[Dunlop laughs]

Ah. Two more.

Game on.

Yep.

I hate to be rude,

but I don’t know why\NMike called you in.

This is a briefing,\Nnot a therapy session.

He called me in\Nas a support.

And in the case of you\Nbecoming heavily emotional,

to ensure that you get\Nall the information you need.

Heavily emotional.\NIs that what you think I am?

I think you must\Nbe quite wonderful,

for you to hold the place\Nin Mike’s life that you do.

Don’t do that.

Try and fucking disarm me.

This is\Na high-stress situation.

We don’t need to talk.\NWe can just sit quietly until--

[Craig, over video]\NIt’s Andy and...?

- Uh, Wendy Rhoades.\N- I’m gonna give you

what’s called a "sit rep,"\Njust a breakdown

of the tactical situation\Nin the area.

The purpose of it is to get u\Nall on the same page.

[Wendy]\NCraig, quick redirect.

Uh, we’re all good\Non the basics.

We know who you are,\Nwhat a sit rep is.

We’re all caught up.

What I need are the facts,

precise and unadorned.

Please don’t spare my feelings.

Roger that.\NWe looked into the possibilit

of getting men up\Nonto the climbing route

that the subject\Ntook in from Nepal.

Also dropping men into China

to come in from the other side,\Nwhich would be faster.

But there are leg injury issues\Nand frostbitten feet,

so it’s unclear\Nif the subject can walk,

much less climb,\Nonce we reach him.

So the only\Nremaining alternative is--

- Helo extraction.\N- Correct,

which requires\Nperfect conditions

and is also a much higher ris\Nof being detected.

When can you do it?\NHe’s in trouble up there.

He’s got no food.\NJust some tea and energy bars.

Low fuel for his stove.

He’s tough...

but he won’t last much longer.

We’re looking\Nat our weather windows now.

Will advise when it’s a go.

Is there anything we can do\Nin the meantime?

We have to wait\Ntill it’s clear.

At that point,\Nwe’ll move in,

high speed and low drag.

But right now,\Nwe can’t risk anything

to make our\Ncircumstances worse.

- Right.\N- We’ll advise when we can.

- Thanks, Craig. We’ll talk soon.\N- Out.

If there’s anything\Nat any point

you want to offload\Nemotionally...

I won’t.

Still, the offer’s out there.

And it’s genuine.

You don’t look good.

Suddenly, she was looking at me\Nthe way I imagine a coed

must’ve looked at Ted Bundy

the moment he revealed\Nwhat he really was.

It’s a lot to spring\Non someone, Wagsy.

But she brought me\Nto see it first.

That’s what’s so unfair.

She brought you to celebrate\Nthe upcoming birth

of her friend’s child.

They were playing\Ntheir reindeer games,

and you decided you wanted\Nto fuck the reindeer.

You are not\Nsupposed to judge.

I’m not judging.\NI’m getting inside her head,

showing you why\Nshe looked at you that way.

And I did not want\Nto fuck the reindeer.

Okay, I did.

I absolutely did.

But I wasn’t going to.

I just...

There was something...

so completely degrading\Nabout it.

So totally...

The abandon with which\Nthey went after it?

Good God.

That desire.

So dirty,

but ultimately so sweet.

And you wanted that abandon\Nfrom Chelz...

which would bring it out in you.

Is that a crime?

♪♪♪♪♪♪

[men shouting and cheering]

I’m not the only one thinking\Nthis seems incredibly sexual,

yet in a disgusting way, am I?

No. No, you’re not.

[all cheer]

[grunts]

So, I’ve been hustling\Nsome newer, richer clients.

Bonding with some\Nof those fellas,

and they invited me over

to party with\Ntheir lady friends later.

Which cabin?

Fiddlestix.

You know those fellas chair\Nthe Federal Reserve

in several cities\Ngoing back generations.

That so?

Doesn’t mean they don’t need\Ntheir cocks straightened out.

[men cheering]

Who will be the next to venture

into the Indian\Nleg wrestling pit?

They still call it that.\NUnbelievable.

It’s a tradition,\Nyou child.

He’s right,\Nit’s as inappropriate

as the tomahawk chop\Nat a ballgame.

Do me a favor, try not\Nto embarrass yourselves.

- Okay.\N- I got to get in there.

Why?

Like I said, man.\NClients.

It’ll garner me some cred.

Who will be the next\Nmodern-day Theogenes?

[indistinct chatter]

May I?

Well, you’ll need it.

And it’ll be fun\Nto see it in action

in a firebrand\Nin my own tradition.

Hold my nuts.

[wolf whistling]

- I’m up.\N- [spectators] Oh!

Who dares?

This is an NFW, right?

- "No fucking way"?\N- Close. "No friggin’ win."

Word of participating\Nin this travels, forget it.

[Luke]\NNot so sure.

Strange things\Nmove these people.

Who dares?

I dare.

[all cheer]

[men cheer and applaud]

Oh, shit, sister.

This just turned into\Na classic lose-lose for me.

- I don’t know if I--\N- Oh, stop it. Don’t be a bore.

All right. It’s your funeral,\Nsweetie cakes.

Oh, make that\NGovernor Sweetie Cakes.

This is gonna be a massacre\Nfor you, baby.

[men cheering]

- Let’s do this.\N- Let’s do this, then.

All right.

[all cheering]

[all groan]

[all cheer]

I cramped up,\Nor I would have had you.

Oh, in your fucking dreams.

Come on, here you go.

- [Dunlop laughs]\N- [all cheer]

Fierce.

I’m not taking winners.

Motherfucker.

[Prince breathing heavily]

[zipper rasps]

[urinating]

[drunken laughter]

[man]\NYeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

[yelling]

Oh, I’ll say this\Nin your favor.

At least you don’t seem\Nto be enjoying it here.

It’s in your favor\Nthat you noticed that.

Yes, these are not the people\NI’m running to serve, Chuck.

I’m glad you know it.

Well, the thing of it is,\Nyou can’t choose.

No one can.

[Chuck sighs]

[zipper rasps]

I have to feel I’m pushing\Nagainst the great wheel

for a good and earnest reason.

Well, second thing I can say\Non your behalf:

you do put in the work.

You, too, Rhoades.

Don’t think it isn’t apparent\Nwhat sets you apart

from all these third-\Nand fourth-generation gliders.

Surely you look at me\Nthe same way.

I do come from money.

As I didn’t.

But neither of us\Nlet it define us.

And both of us put\Nourselves in positions

where it’s entirely\Nup to us whether or not

we’re looked upon\Nas successes or failures.

You ever wonder\Nwhy we have to keep doing it?

Whatever happened\Nback before memory,

that’s what drives us.

From there, all we can do\Nis make the best of it.

We can’t stop.

Yeah, but what if you did?

What if you decided\Nit was enough

to rule the part of the world\Nyou already do?

Wouldn’t that make you\Nlike me more, Chuck?

I just see\Nwhere this goes from here.

People without self-doubt

should never put themselves

in a position of complete power.

They’re the only ones\Nwho should rule,

because the other people\Nlet self-doubt rule them,

inviting second-guessing,\Ninviting hesitation.

That would never be me.

Unfortunately that is why,

even as I have enjoyed\Nthis talk...

even as I know under different\Ncircumstances and conditions,

men with our ability to take in,\Nsynthesize, and use information

might have been more like\Nbrothers than enemies...

Yes, it’s true.

But as much as I, too,\Nenjoyed talking to you,

in the end, we were both\Njust pissing in the wind.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

Thank you for meeting me,\NGovernor.

Oh, the secret note under\Nthe pillow was a fun touch.

I couldn’t turn it down.

Though, as junior\Ncabin members tasked

with picking up\Nthe continental breakfast,

you would’ve\Nrun into me anyway.

When my father heard

that I wanted\Nto meet with you privately,

he volunteered that he’d\Nhad a past assignation

with a cleaning woman\Nwho could place the note.

It seemed too cruel to deny him\Nthe joy of participating.

[laughs]

This place, that cabin.

- Ah.\N- They make it so mysterious

and impossible to get in.

What they leave out is all\Nthe snoring and farting.

- And I’m just talking about me.\N- [chuckles] Well,

you’re just trying to fit in.

Mm, I decided to do the thing,\Nso I’m doing it.

Is there a topic\Nwe’re kicking around

this fine morning?

You are my beau ideal

of a presidential candidate.

I want to talk about\Nhow I can help you secure it.

I prefer my support\Ncome from heartier stock.

You didn’t even wrestle.

- [scoffs]\N- Support from the wuss quadrant

works against me\Nin my part of the country.

But I know this is really\Nabout being against Mike Prince

more than for me.

- Does that matter?\N- Yeah.

You come out public for me

and then go tepid\Nwhen I overtake Prince,

and it looks like\NI lost something.

Yeah.

Smart. I admit.

So maybe I do my work\Nunder the radar, then.

- Are you talking about Fourth?\N- I am.

I have made a career out of\Nwinning the ear of powerful men

and making them see the world\Nthe way I see it.

I get the value\Nin what you’re offering.

So you get face time\Nwith Fourth,

and you then can say

that I’m the number one\Npick in this draft.

Appreciate this.

Let’s talk again before\Nthis Montana mudslide is over.

Don’t forget your basket.

Oh.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- [man 1] Welcome.\N- Hey.

Hey, George.

How you doing, Fourth?

- [man 2] Great to see you again.\N- Fourth.

You know, that moniker\Nwas first hung on me right here,

when I was 8 years old.

Billy Graham needed help\Nmaking s’mores.

- [laughs]\N- He called out "George Pike!"

And the three of us\Nall answered at once.

Well, I’d love to find a time\Nto toast some together and talk.

Maybe tonight.

We will.

[cell phone vibrates]

Yeah?

Tiger Team on the ground says

there’s storm activity.

Shit.

Yes. It’s a delay.

But in 12 to 14 hours,\Nwhen it clears,

they’ll make their move.

Twelve hours\Nis ten fucking years.

Don’t give in to that.

These are professionals.\NHold on to that instead.

Thank you.

It’s happening.

Tonight after dinner.

Invitation to Fourth’s\Nfirepit talk.

Heck yes. Me alone?

Dunlop will be given\Nthe floor too.

- Damn.\N- All right, let’s run scenarios.

She’s gonna be coming into this\Njust as prepared as I am.

She is on fire today.

What’s my angle here?

What makes me\Nthe better candidate?

Go for action over all else.

Whatever you’re doing\Nor suggesting,

hell, whatever\Nyou’re drinking,

make it anything\Nother than weak.

[Fourth]\NWe come here,

because to come here\Nonce a summer just--

It’s not enough.

We come here to reconnect

with nature,\Nour old friends.

Ourselves.

And our values.

To remember and refocus

what makes this country,

even in times of difficulty,

the greatest the world\Nhas ever known.

[Dunlop chuckles]

And we come here

to listen to new voices

so that they may lead us on\Nto even more greatness.

You know,\NJack used to come here.

And Bobby.

Their father. My father.

I remember, as a boy,

I was sitting in front\Nof this fire

next to the president.

And it was that winter\Nright after

the Berlin Crisis\Nwas just calming down.

And I heard him talk through

his decision tree.

Everyone talks about\Nthe Cuban Missile Crisis,

but the Berlin ’61 standoff

was closer to nuclear war.

Yeah. That’s very true.\NVery true.

No easy decision\Nfor even the best of minds.

Khrushchev was threatening\Nto take over West Berlin,

and JFK was very seriously\Nconsidering

a nuclear strike\Nto stop him.

We owe your father\Na debt of thanks

for his counsel\Nin preventing that.

Kick ass at conventional\Nwarfare, sure,

but the most important actions\Na president can take

are those that assure that\Nno nuclear weapon is ever fired

by the United States

or any other country, ever.

Otherwise, it’s end of the rodeo

and fini la comédie.

Well, that’s a very\Nsensible approach, Governor.

And there’s no doubt\Nthe go/no go,

fire/no fire, it’s...

[sighs] ...it’s the only one\Nthat really matters.

[Prince] Hmm.

No nukes.

Let’s have a concert.\NChant it out.

Most times--\Nhell, most all the time--

that’s right.

What distinction\Nare you making, Mike?

It’s not ’61 anymore.

This isn’t about\Nslicing off a piece

of a Central European nation.

There are events\Nin the world today

that can turn existential\Nso quickly

that every option needs\Nto be credibly on the table.

So am I to understand\Nthat you are actually suggesting

that there are\Nfirst-strike strategies

that you see as plausible?

If a hostile nation-state\Nwere going to initiate,

if we knew\Nthey had plans to launch...

I would be open\Nto launching first

in order to shut them down.

To save further carnage.

And how would you\Nbe so sure?

I’d have to be convinced\Nit was the only course.

But that’s what the people would\Nbe putting me there to judge.

No decision more important\Nthan go/no go, as you said.

Even if it may mean the end\Nof the world as we know it.

Well, if you were making\Nthe decision and you hesitated,

then yes, it would be\Nthe end of the world.

But I would act only\Nand because it would save

as much of the world\Nas it was possible to save,

because the threat\Nwould be extinguished.

Well, that is a nuance\Nfew are brave enough to voice

in our current\Nnanny-state climate.

She waffled on nukes\Nand slipped.

[Fourth]\NWell, we should talk more,

much more about this.

We should wade\Ninto the finer points

and the mechanics\Nof the thought processes.

But the core principle\Nthat we must all agree on

is strength of nation.

[Dunlop] Mm-hmm.

[Fourth]\NDeclaration of loyalties.

We have to make sure

that you or this country\Nis never bought.

It’s never bribed.

And it’s never blackmailed.

Hundred percent\Nwith you there.

My husband and I have pledged

to clear out all\Npossible conflicts

the moment I am named\Nas a candidate.

Yeah, I already have.

We’re repatriating all funds.

Mine and the firm’s.\NNot just from hot zones.

All foreign investments\Nare to be liquidated

and pulled back onshore.

- All of it?\N- It’s suicidal.

We’ll be burning money.

I expect you to get me\Nmarket prices.

You already went domestic\Nwith your entire portfolio,

business and personal,\Nin advance?

Every dang penny.

[Fourth]\NWell.

This has been illuminating.

Huh!

I will see you all

at the sing-along later, huh?

Pleasure.

Thank you.

[Fourth]\NAh, U.S. Attorney Rhoades.

I like to chamois my ball\Nonce a season,

even if I don’t roll it.

Just keep it tip-top.

Well, illuminating discussion\Nback there.

I like to let people\Ndefine themselves, you know,

on their own terms.

To gauge where they stand.

Ah. And where do you stand?

I stand behind my convictions.

Always.

Okay.

Well, I see that you won’t\Nsay it, so I will:

- That was lunacy.\N- Hmm?

I came up to this place\Nfor the express purpose

of finding you and telling you\Nthat Mike Prince was unfit.

But watching that,\NI immediately knew,

"No need. Fourth has to know.\NHe told you himself."

That was utter lunacy.

Well, if I felt that,\NI would have said it.

You’re not actually thinking\Nof supporting a candidate

with those notions.

- You can’t be.\N- You know, I’m thinking

that you’re harboring\Nloony notions.

Antiquated ones\Nabout good and bad,

from a time when things\Nwere simple and clear.

Well, let me tell you,

that never existed.

Hmm.

It was never simple.

Never clear.

And certainly not\Nin these woods here.

Wow.

Tough to be clear when\Neveryone’s bombed and busy

playing naked paddy wagon\Nall the time.

You know, we are in a literal\Ndogfight at the moment

for the soul\Nof our country.

Our history is being\Nsteered and written

by big men with agendas.

Not the populace,\Nnot the rule of law,

and certainly not the voters.

- It always has been.\N- [chuckles]

I would have thought\Nrecent events

might have taught you that,

and hoped your stay\Nat The Owl had.

You know, you\Nand people like you,

stewards of our codes\Nand statutes,

you’re not\Nwithout utility.

But the ones I have in mind,

they create,

they dictate,

and they legislate\Nbeyond the courts.

And you, you tend\Nto your patch of lawn

with your push mower.

But people like Mike Prince,

they ride combines\Nright into the horizon.

[door closes loudly]

- Hi.\N- Hi.

- This for real?\N- [giggles]

Wendy came to visit me.

And that led to this?

She doesn’t get paid enough.

[laughs]

[laughs]\NLet’s get started!

I get it. I get you.

It feels so obvious,

I’m surprised\NI didn’t catch it before.

Catch what?

Wendy says it’s a play\Non coprophagia.

It’s all about debasement

and feelings of being\Nunworthy, grotesque,

and then needing\Nto be loved anyway.

And for you,

love needs to be\Nexpressed sexually,

with that kind of abandon,

almost as if\NI am absolutely

out of control with lust.

That I love you so much

that even your shit\Ntastes like chocolate to me.

Because your shit is you.

And I love you.

Fuck.

That explanation\Njust took me from javelin

to overcooked macaroni noodle.

What?

Nothing ruins\Na magic trick more

than knowing how it works.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

You’re out of here.

I figured that was your chopper\NI heard touching down.

This was a beginning for us.

A strong one.

I’ll reach out to you\Nthrough your office,

and we’ll set up a series\Nof meetings, introductions.

Good. I can’t wait to start\Nexploring a relationship.

Yes, but before we do,

you need to solve\Nyour marital issues quickly

and get that climber down

without putting a sharp stick\Nin the Chinese’s eyes...

or bending over to them.

[vehicle door opens\Nand closes]

[engine starts]

Fourth is out.\NLet’s bounce.

Hallelujah.

You got him.\NYou fucking got him.

With one small wrinkle.

[Andy]\NYou have eyes on them?

[Derek, on phone]\NYes, thank fucking God.

I see a helicopter coming in.

Let’s get you home.

I see something else.

Wait.

Derek, what do you see?

- [indistinct shouting]\N- [helicopter flying]

[man] Bogey, bogey.\NWe were running clean.

- Did he turn on his beacon?\N- No.

We have Chinese military\Nin the area.

They are right on top of us.

This is turning\Ninto a soup sandwich.

How the hell’d\Nthey’d get a lock?

Abort, abort. Sorry,\Nchief, I’m bugging out.

[static crackles]

- [men shouting choppily]\N- [helicopter flying]

[man] Look out!

- Look out!\N- [gunshot]

[audio goes dead]

Shit.

Derek?

Can you hear me, Derek?

I’m sorry, Andy.

- They can still--\N- We have to assume he’s alive,

but in Chinese custody.

[door opens]

You leave now,\Nyou’ll miss the best part.

I’ll get over it.

Your buddy Ham\Ncan take my bunk now.

Ah, you’re fair-weather Owls.

- Not Owls to the end.\N- Hmm.

To hell with you.\NBoth of you.

Our country is wounded,\Ngutted, and bleeding.

And Prince is minted,

and we don’t have a single\Nlegal move to make.

He still has\Nthe hardest part ahead.

- Maybe he’ll stumble.\N- [scoffs]

Maybe he won’t even\Nmake it to the general.

Never underestimate the man\Nwho overestimates himself.

Meanwhile, we leave\Nempty-handed.

We leave with nothing.

Not nothing.

We still have the splinters\Nin our asses from the outhouse.

- We’ll always have those.\N- [laughs]

Indeed we do, my friend.

And no one can\Ntake that away from us.

Not without\Nsome fine-point tweezers.

♪♪ The arrow on the doorpost

♪♪ Saying\N"This land is condemned" ♪♪

♪♪ "All the way\NFrom New Orleans" ♪♪

♪♪ "To Jerusalem" ♪♪

♪♪ I traveled\NThrough East Texas ♪♪

I’ve been tossing this whole\Nthing around in my head

over and over.

Tiger Team is the best.

You said they’re the best.\NEveryone does.

The phone was secure.\NThe beacon was off.

Did you...

You didn’t tip it, did you?

How did it go bad\Nif you didn’t?

You wanted him\Noff the mountain.

He’s off the damn mountain.

♪♪ The stars above ♪♪

♪♪ The barren trees ♪♪

♪♪ Was his only audience ♪♪

♪♪ Them charcoal gypsy maidens ♪

♪♪ Can strut\NTheir feathers well ♪♪

[all chanting]

♪♪ But nobody ♪♪

♪♪ Can sing the blues ♪♪

♪♪ Like Blind Willie McTell

[chanting continues]

♪♪ See them big plantations\NBurning ♪♪

♪♪ Hear the cracking\NOf the whips ♪♪

♪♪ Smell that sweet magnolia\NBlooming ♪♪

♪♪ See the ghosts\NOf slavery ships ♪♪

♪♪ I can hear them tribes\NMoaning ♪♪

♪♪ Hear that undertaker’s bell ♪

♪♪ Nobody can sing the blues

♪♪ Like Blind Willie McTell

♪♪ There’s a woman\NBy the river ♪♪

♪♪ With some fine young\NHandsome man ♪♪

♪♪ He’s dressed up\NLike a squire ♪♪