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[Shelly]
What does Oprah like to eat?

Oh, she loves
fresh fruit all around.

She may even bring
her own avocados.

- Oh!
- Now, this evening, Geffen.

Just coffee and tea.

He'll show up
in Reeboks and jeans.

This slob look
is a Hollywood thing.

Do not take it
as disrespect.

And tomorrow, Magic.

Given his cameo
in Donald's whole tape mess.

Let's roll out lunch
fit for a king.

Oh.
Mm-hmm.

[Doc]
Gotta be fast, DJ.

Gotta read my mind
a little bit.

Look into the future.
How you gonna cover
Kevin Durant if--

Come on, man.
Let me go.

Let me do you.
I go-- I go until I miss.
That's the rule.

Taking advantage of a man
while he getting
his ankle worked out.

You need to win
that bad, coach?
[chuckling] Oh-ho-ho.

I see somebody else
want a piece.

We got Game One coming up
against Oklahoma City.

I'm gonna let
you touch these gorgeous hands?

I won't touch you
if you're fast.

You hear this shit, DeAndre?
Mm-hmm.

The only man
a more competitive psychopath
than you is me.

So if you think I'm gonna
kick off the semi finals-- Damn.

- Oh!
- Slap hand champ of the west.

The undefeated.

The fastest draw.

The man who took you
through the Sterling bullshit,

is the man who's gonna
take you to the Championship.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Are you ready
to make history?

Shelly, meet
Patrick Soon-Shiong.

The only man
who can transplant a kidney

and sink a jump shot.

We have every sushi
you can name

and five
you've never heard of.

Will Mr. Sterling
be joining us?

He has entrusted the search

for a buyer
to Mrs. Sterling.

But Donald is ready
to sell.

He understands
in his way.

Does Shelly know
about this?

Why are you bringing up
a painful subject now?

I'm sorry--
Am I not coping
with enough trauma?

We're not speaking.
Okay--

Um, just press pause,
and take a break.

Maybe this isn't
the optimal time

for an apology to her.

Maybe after the season,
right? O-Oh! [sighs]

In the New Year, right?

A time of-- of renewal,

of resetting resolutions.

Um, may--
How about, um, repentance?

Andy.
Yeah.

People have a misapprehension
of who I am, don't you agree?

They-- Well...

I should let them think
I'm a bigot

and you're
a bigot's little helper?

You're unemployed, Andy,
and I can't help you
until I help myself.

Right.
Uh, move the furniture
around as needed.

I'm not attached
to the layout.

Thank you for letting us
do this at your home.

You've given me a forum
to prostrate myself an apology.

How can I repay you?

It's not necessary,
Mr. Sterling. Here.

Ever sat courtside
at a play-off game?

Not to watch
Blake Griffin and Chris Paul

beat the balls off
Oklahoma City, you haven't.

We have to fly back
to New York tonight,
but thank you.

You're a distinguished
looking man, you know that?

Piercing eyes
like the bald eagle.

Immediately, one trusts you.
I hope you trust me.

Andy, how long
has this been here?

Can you get
the man some fresh water?

[whispering] Okay. Um, I don't
think we can offer them tickets.

[whispering]
I still own the team.

["The Star-Spangled Banner"
playing]

[cheering, applause]

[attendee]
Chris Paul, you suck!

Where's your State Farm sweater
vest, you corny little chump?

Why don't you throw your shirt
on the floor? Weak-ass bitch!

I thought
"We were one."

White boys sound
like they ready to brawl.

I don't hear nothing.

[reporter through phone]
So now you're tied 2-2
with Oklahoma City

and you've got a bruised hand.

Do you thrive under that
pressure?

Every game I got
the same drive to win, man.

When people say
I have a Napoleon complex,

I just hear I'm a small guy
who does great things.

[reporter chuckles] How closely
is the team following

Shelly Sterling's search
for new ownership?

The only thing the guys
are following is my lead
on the court.

Nice.
All right, thanks, Chris.

No, thank you.

[vacationers shush, giggle]

Going to the pool?
Going to the finals, baby.

[vacationers laugh]

DeAndre? Hello?

Has your big ass fallen
and can't get up?

The hell you got
going on, boy?

[Donald] I am not a racist.

I have never been a racist.

I will never be a racist.

- I made
a terrible, terrible mistake.
- [phone pings]

And I am here to apologize...
- Hey, Chris looking for me.

Should I invite him?
Yeah.

...and to ask forgiveness
for all the people I hurt.

- What are you sorry about?
- I've hurt so many people.

So many innocent people
and I have hurt myself,

and I want to apologize
to my partners.

They're really gonna
let him apologize.

You know these motherfuckers
get second chances all the time.

You know, they have
backroom-rich-man deals though.

They gon' all circle up
their little golf carts
at the country club...

[knocks on door]
...and give him back
the team on the DL.

Clothes and cars and houses...

What the fuck is this,
a slumber party?

Y'all for real?
You're giving this asshole
a minute more of your time.

We got Game Five
tomorrow, dummies.
Tighten up.

Let it fuck you up now
or fuck you up later.

No. And give stupid-ass DeAndre
back his stupid-ass IceMan.

I'll go back to my room,
pray, and Skype my kids.

The comments caught on tape echo
charges made by Elgin Baylor.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
You're trying to connect them.

Well, he made
a claim that you had
a plantation mentality.

[Blake]
What the fuck is he saying?

I don't know what that means
to have a mentality.

- What?
- Motherfucker, not knowing
is the problem.

To have a plantation mentality
is to feel
like you own these guys.

I think you have more of a
plantation mentality than I do.

I think you're
more of a racist than I am.

Magic Johnson has said
he would never attend a game

while you were owner.

I'm hurt...

but it doesn't matter.
He acts so holy.

I don't think this
is an apology anymore.

Big Magic Johnson.
What has he done?

- Well, he's a business person--
- He's got AIDS.

- [Chris] What the fuck?
- [Blake]
Are you fucking serious?

Did he do business?
I'd like to know.

- I gotta watch this shit now.
- I think he has HIV.

I don't think he actually
has full-blown AIDS.

What kind of a guy goes
to every city-- Excuse me--

He made love to every girl
in America and he had AIDS.

And when he had those AIDS,
I prayed for him.

I get it. I thought he was
one of the most successful

and beloved Black men
in America,

but he's actually
just a sex fiend.

Who doesn't do anything
for anybody.

Who does nothing for nobody,

and his getting HIV is
supposed to be what he deserves.

Man,
fuck out of here, man.

I mean, is this someone
we wanna respect

and tell our kids about?

I think he should
be ashamed of himself.

Well, what does he do
for the Black people?

Oh, God.
Why won't he shut up?
It's awful, awful, awful.

[Cooper]
The players on the team
don't wanna play for you.

[Donald] Do you think they're
all gonna walk off the team?

They know I'm not a racist.

The players don't hate me.
I contend they love me.

- [Cooper] You think
they still love you?
- [Donald] I do.

- We hate you!
We literally hate you!
- Fuck off!

Siri off.
Siri off!

Push power
on the big remote.

Oh, God. All those bidders
I had to the house.

I ordered their foods,
I listened
to their life stories.

I played hardball.

And now they're all gonna
be running for the hills.

Sell to Magic.
Stick that in Donald's eye.
Wouldn't that be poetic?

Well, I don't
understand poetry, honey.

But I do know Donald will
never sign off on Magic.

You have to get
Donald on board?

Team is owned by a family trust.
They both have to sign off.

What if he refuses to sell?
He can't refuse. He agreed.

He can't stop the sale,
can he?

He can make it
very difficult.

From a PR perspective,

the only way
to comfortably cover your ass

is to get Donald
out of the sale conversation
altogether.

Which is exactly why I revised
the trust last Christmas.

What he got into with V,
giving her more
and more and more.

At a certain point,
one becomes a danger to oneself.

Shelly,
you had the trust revised?

What does it say?

That... [inhales deeply]

...if one of us
becomes, you know,

incompetent
to manage things,

we can be removed
as co-trustee.

[Justine] Well, that man
is incompetent to manage
an electric toothbrush.

Ladies,
if you'll excuse us,

Glenn and I need to use
the little boy's room.

[Justine]
Have fun.

[Pierce] I think
we need to prepare...

I want to ask you
sincerely.

Does Donald seem sick
to you?

I think he's saying
exactly what he means,

but he is unaware
that he's saying it

to all of America.

He does seem confused.

I know a neurologist.

[Donald]
This, I've seen this guy.
This is a zebra.

And this is a--
I know it's an H.

No, it's an R.
Son of a bitch.

I saw this at the zoo
when I was 10 years old.

It's not a unicorn.
I know that.

Fat unicorn.

Don't flunk me
for leaving some blanks.

No, that's okay,
Mr. Sterling.

Now, can you spell the word
"world" backwards out loud?

The word "world".

Now she wants
to do tongue twisters.

The word "world".
Sure.

D-
Mm-hmm.

R-

O-

W-L.
Good.

Now, can you start at 100
and count back to one by sevens?

Like 100 minus seven?
Yeah.

100 minus seven
and continuing on.

100 minus seven is 93.

You know, I can afford
a calculator, okay?

I given you what you need?
Two hours.

I think you got
some good stuff.

Don, let her finish.

No, that's all right,
Mrs. Sterling,

we're about concluded.

Now, would you prefer
to discuss my findings
in private?

What, are you doing
a research project?

Doctor, go ahead,
tell us what you found.

Between--

Between the scans you had
at Cedars, Mr. Sterling,

and this evaluation,

it's my opinion
that you have Alzheimer's.

Alzheimer's?
Are you sure?

But couldn't it just
be mild cognitive impairment?

I always recommend
a second opinion.

But it's never too late
to start making plans

for when the disease progresses.

You may consider
moving back in together.

Shelly, I'm fine.

I'm just hungry.
All this math.

You work up an appetite.

Hippo. That's what it's called.
Hippopotamus.

It's almost game time, DJ.
You skipping the shoot-around?

I'll be there
in a second.

Where's Astro?
You didn't bring your dragon?

He got loose.

Man. I'm sorry.

DJ, why the long face?

Your free throws are falling.
You own the glass.

Like we talked about
last year.

You're a star
in your role.

All I can think about
is Donald

talking about
how we all love him.

[Chris]
Some happy slave shit.

- Where did Donald say this?
- Anderson Cooper 360.

You watched the shit?
Why?

We all did.
Are you kidding me?

Didn't we drill
to prepare for distractions?

We can't have
DeAndre out there

wondering
if this is a plantation!

It's not!

It's a basketball arena!

Man, Doc, that Donald shit
was everywhere.

What were we supposed to do?
Block it out!

You show everybody that you
can overcome anything to win.

Isn't that
what we all doing here?

Isn't it?

[door opens]

[door closes]

[whistle blows]

[whistle blows]

Hey! What was that?

He never touched it.

That is not a foul!

That is not a foul.

That is not a foul!

Free hit.

Three shots.

[phone rings]

[phone continues ringing]

Hello?

[Ballmer] Hi.
Is this Shelly Sterling?

It's after midnight.
Who's calling?

Don't be alarmed
by the size of his legal team

or if they play it
a bit aggressive.

This guy's worth 20 billion.

We host a titan today.

These arches!
[chuckles]

Like the porticos of Tuscany.
[Pierce laughs]

How sweet
of you to say.

Did your lawyers
take a separate car?

Oh, no lawyers.
It's just me. Steve. [laughs]

How do you do?
[Pierce chuckles]

[chuckles] Uh, uh, Pierce.
[laughter]

Come in, come in.
Thank you.

Thank you.

Steve Ballmer.

Not Bomber.

[laughter]

I thought his name was Bomber
from the phone call.

As in bomber jet.
It's a funny story.

Anyway, even though
he's in Seattle,

he promises
to keep the team here.

No, I wouldn't
betray the fans.

No, the only change
I wanna make

is haptic feedback
under the seats.

Keep 'em on their feet.

[mimics rumbling sound]
[laughter]

[Shelly]
Well, as you can see,

he's bursting
with positive energy.

Which will be good
for the players.

[Pierce]
Tell him about the two.

[Shelly] Steve says
his offer is 1.8 billion.

Already the highest bid
of the many high bidders

that Shelly has wrangled,
I might add.

And three times as much
as anyone's paid
for a team so far.

But--
But Shelly says to him,

"Geez, I'm thinking,
I'd like a two in front of it."

I almost choked
on my crostini.

But then Ballmer says--
"Okay!"

"Okay!"

To two billion dollars.

Oh, Don...
[chuckles]

I know it's been hard
for you to give it up, honey.

But here I found a sole owner
who listens and who cares.

How fabulous is that?

Computers, right?

I was the CEO
of Microsoft.

I know those guys.

You really have
two billion dollars?

[laughs] I do.
[Donald laughs]

What an idiot
to keep that in cash.

He's not the guy.

Don,

I worked very hard
to put together this deal.

Ballmer met all my terms.
I thought you'd be happy.

Why? Because he's
bursting with energy?

He's not the guy.
I can do better than this guy.

Who do you know
that has two billion dollars?

You don't know
who I know.

Well, could
you let me know by Tuesday?

Because that's when we have
to present our choice
to the NBA.

We're not presenting a choice
because I don't wanna sell.

You said you would.
You signed a paper.

I said
you could receive bids.

It's not your fault
you don't know
what you're doing.

Let the owners vote.

Like anyone's
going to support you

after your display
on CNN.

They won't dare vote me out
because they'll be next.

- The team stays with me.
- What team?

Doc will leave.
The players won't play.

We won't have Red Bull,
or Kia, or Yokohama Tire.

It will
be a death spiral.

You think I can be strong-armed

into selling
to Zippy the Pinhead?

Of this fucking
pointy-nosed ambulance chaser.

I'll take him out.
I have dirt on Pierce.

I have dirt
on the whole world!

Two billion big ones,
he didn't even flinch.
He's nuts.

Not to mention
he threatened to take me out.

He doesn't know
a hit man.

He doesn't know
what he's saying.

He's got a disease.
Remember?

Right. Right.

Shelly, the term sheet

that you signed with Ballmer,
it's binding.

If the NBA sells
to someone else, he can sue you.

I know that.
I know he can sue me.

I know that! I know that!
Shelly.

It is time
to go to plan B.

What are you
talking about?

The revision you made
to the family trust.

It's time to use it.

It's time to let the world know

that Donald Sterling
is non compos mentis.

I can't do that to him.

He has become
a danger to himself.

You said that.

Don't think of doing it
to him, but for him.

You wanna say he was okay
to sign the trust revision

I gave him
on Christmas.

But four months later,
he's incompetent to do anything.

It's a tragic
and progressive disease.

Do we have
to call it "Plan B"?

It sounds very schemy.

Hmm.

Game Six
for your boys tonight, Shelly.

Win or go home.

Pretty wobbly
in Game Five.

Think they can
pull it together?

Stay in it?

Amazing thing
about basketball, honey,

your fortunes can change
in the last ten seconds.

[door closes]

Okay. It's over.

We had a lot working
against us in these playoffs.

Other teams would've crumbled,
but you got tougher.

And even though the result
of our season was what it was,

I want you to know
this is a championship team.

Come on.

Come on, guys. Please.

CP, we're waiting on you.

[Doc]
Clips on three.

One, two, three. Clips
[all] Clips.

It should be white roses.

They have to cut off
the dead parts

so they won't bloom.

People arrive
and it's just bushes.
I'll tell them.

[phone rings]
Oh, excuse me.

Dr. Platzer,
how are you?

How should I be?
You didn't tell me
you were using my examination

to have your husband
removed from the family trust?

Oh.

I didn't know
I was gonna do that.

Your husband thinks you did.

Listen to my message machine.

[Donald] Meril Platzer,
this is Donald Sterling,
attorney.

You sent medical records
of my head to Pierce
without my permission?

I'm incompetent?

- I'm not incompetent--
- [Platzer]
I'm a respected physician--

[Donald] You're incompetent,
you stupid fucking doctor.

[scoffs]
Honey, he's just flailing.

Aren't you used to this
in your line of work?

[Platzer]
I'm not used to it.

Hi, sweetheart.
Honey, it's all talk.

I'll call you back.

Donald,
what are you doing here?

I can't come see
my darling dolly?

My better half.

I might have
some buried motive,

like you had
when you came to my house.

Faking concern
for my fucking mental health.

I am concerned, honey.
I'm trying to protect you.

By removing me
from my organization?

Removing me?
Me. What a joke.

It's our organization,
and you're not making
good choices.

Your slice of heaven was built
on my choices, sweetie.

You have Gladys
to break her back for you

because of my choices.

Without my choices,

you'd be mopping
your own floors

in some little shack
in Pacoima,

buying dented cans
at Ralph's.

Maybe that's
where you'll end up after this.

After what?

You're suing me?
You're suing the NBA.

- Your whole cabal.
- I'm not with them, Donald.

Adam Silver
gave me an ultimatum.

Play Barbie businesswoman
all you want.

I'm the Lord almighty
as far as you're concerned.

[inhales deeply]
[car horn honks]

[gasps] Jesus.

Mr. Sterling, how long have you
and your wife been married?

A hundred years?
[courtroom chuckles]

[Samini] Would you say you're
partners in business as well?

[Donald] I'm the lawyer.
I bought the team,
the properties.

I run the companies.

I negotiate
all the contracts.

Shelly,
she throws parties,

she helps the tenant
with the broken stove.

She's good at it.
All the little details.

But management, no.

So why has she
deputized herself

to handle the sale
of your team?

She's scared
of Adam Silver,

who's been NBA commissioner
all of 60 days.

He wants to show the world
he doesn't permit racism.

I'm the poster boy.
And that's okay.

But why do you think
he wants my wife
to sell the team?

Is there something unique
about my wife?

Other than
she's beautiful and nice,

and I love her very much.

The NBA doesn't wanna
get its hands dirty

because they actually
don't have the right

to force me
out of business.

That's why they're asking her
to do it.

They have mesmerized
and terrified her totally

into washing
their dirty laundry.

I love her...

but she doesn't
have a clue.

[Pierce] Are you
and your husband separated?

Sort of.

But you're still
his primary caregiver?

I'm his only caregiver.

I take him
to the doctor's.

I put all his medications
in little containers.

His feet swell up,
I find out what he should take.

And what have you noticed about
your husband's deterioration?

Oh, he's been getting
more forgetful, slurring words.

He gets mad
for no reason.

When I was in New York to be
on the Barbara Walters show,

this person he was with,
uh, V Stivino,

they got into an argument
and he really flared up.

And Barbara told me she didn't
even want him on the show

because she thought...

he has dementia.

Your Honor,
can I ask to strike?

Do that, counsel.
Be a man. Stand up.

He is standing.
He wants to object, object.

Instead of going through
a whole dissertation
of what he might do.

Donald, he's your lawyer.
He's trying to help you.

Mr. Samini, could you
help your client withhold
from his running commentary?

Overruled.

And when did you decide to have,
uh, Mr. Sterling examined

for cognitive decline?

Well,
he was getting distraught.

And when I saw him
on Anderson Cooper, I-- [sighs]

I just didn't know
my own husband.

I felt so bad.

That's when I found
Dr. Platzer.

You felt bad for me?
You felt so bad,

you had your fraud of a doctor
call Pierce on the same day

- she examined me?
- Mr. Sterling--

I don't know
who Pierce talks to.

- Plan B.
- Mr. Sterling!

Why don't you tell
everybody about Plan B?

- Mr. Sterling!
- Why don't you tell
how you hired quacks

to write reports for you
in case I didn't wanna sell

to your Microsoft boy toy!
Mr. Sterling!

Mr. Sterling!
[slams gavel]

Mr. Samini, please.

Let's recess.
Get some fresh air.

Listen to birdsong.

Come back in an hour.

Get away from me,
you pig!

[judge]
Let the record reflect

that Mr. Sterling referred
to Mrs. Sterling as a pig.

- [reporter 1] Mrs. Sterling!
- [reporter 2] Shelly!

[reporter 1] Are you happy?

I just wanted
to do the right thing

for our family,
the players,

Doc Rivers
and everyone else.

I think we can all agree
that Shelly Sterling is a hero

to the city of Los Angeles,
the Clippers organization,

and women
all around the world.

And to me. [chuckles]
[reporter 3] Mr. Sterling,

how do things stand
with your wife
after today's decision?

I thought I knew her.

[Seth] I wanna capitalize
on Ballmer's invitation

to get spending,
you know.

Really think creative
with fans swag for next season.

LED wristbands.

[Doc] I'm sorry.

I didn't know how bad it was.

I'm sorry I wasn't able
to insulate all the people.

[Seth] ...gives us potential
for new growth.

I'm sorry, I'm just having--

having trouble turning the page
on last season.

Maybe next season
we will win the Championship

that brings
everyone together.

Whatever happens next season,
it's the beginning of a new era.

[Seth]
Not a new era, but, uh...

Excuse me.

[inhales, sighs heavily]

They think I'm a coward.

I'm not gonna
buck you up, Andy.

Fair. That's--

You're always fair.

[sighs]

Look... Donald hired me
out of college.

He got me young,
destroyed my confidence.

I just--

I just found him so...

impressive.

I started saying yes to him,

and I never realized
I could say no.

Yeah, you did.

Maybe I did.

He would've
just fired me.

Well, Andy,

here you are
with the last 30 years
of your life in a Bankers Box,

and a fucking Clippers
commemorative ship
in your hands.

Bon voyage.
You got fired.

Does it occur to you
that it might've been better
to get fired

trying to change shit
around here rather than
protecting Donald?

Who does that?

Who sacrifices themselves
like that?

I mean,
Elgin tried to get people
to stick up for him

when Donald forced him out,

and you know
what everybody said?

Everybody, even the ones
who privately agreed
with his lawsuit.

"Mr. Sterling has
always been good to me."

Take care
of yourself, Andy.

[Chris]
We had that image in mind,

standing on that platform
as champions,

giving a Black power salute
to the world.

Tommie Smith and John Carlos
got expelled from the Olympics

for doing that.

Got banned
from future competitions.

Tracked by the FBI.

They risked everything.

We could've done that.

Adam would've banned Sterling
either way.

Yeah, but now him and Ballmer
and Shelly get to be the heroes

and everybody think
the league had one bad apple.

If we hadn't played,

if we had shut
everything down...

maybe we could've made it
more than about Donald.

We made
the best possible decision

in impossible circumstances.

Doc, I wish
you'd let us stay mad.

Ready to eat?

[door opens]

[door closes]

Don't watch me do this.

[laughs]

Now, I know
why you live in a penthouse.

This new generation,
Chris Paul.

They let their kids
see everything.

I mean,
even their mistakes,

I would need some MDMA
or something to do that.

Probably wouldn't
kill you.

You really never even cried
in front of your kids?

Think on it.

I remember one time
I was misty,

and a tear might have
accidentally leaked down.

You ain't right, Doc.
[chuckles]

No, seriously.

Well, it wasn't even
Chris crying

that shocked me so much.

It was
that he'd let his son

see him furious.

Mmm.
Mm-mmm.

You don't do that.

Summer,
15 years ago...

my family and I, we were living
in a nice suburb, Texas.

Heritage oaks
everywhere.

Kris, my wife,
had taken the kids up

to the lakes in Wisconsin.

I was playing golf in Florida
with Sam Jackson. My man.

Car comes flying down
the fairway.

"Where's Doc Rivers?
Where's Doc Rivers?"

- My home in Texas was on fire.
- No.

Yeah.
I fly back to go see it.

It's just a charred mess.
Arson.

We had two cats, three dogs,
they locked them in the closet,

had a party and then poured
lighter fluid on everything.

Cops had a pretty good idea
who did it.

Skinheads, but they couldn't
prove anything.

I just wanted the wreckage gone
before my kids came back.

Same thing when Donald's tape
first came out.

I felt, like,
"Let's move on. Don't look back.

Don't get dragged down
by shit that you can't change."

I did not want us
to stay angry.

When the fire broke out,

my neighbor, who knew
what was important to me,

pulled photo albums
and those.

Ali's gloves.

Yeah.

You mean...

you didn't want your kids
to see the remnants
of the arson.

But anybody
who comes to the condo--

Welcome to my home.
This is evidence

of a hate crime
against me and my family.

- You know the chains
I wore in Roots?
- Mm-hmm

I keep them over the hearth
in my living room.

Right above my 12 Emmys.

[laughing]

What is that about, huh?
I don't know.

What is it to you?
[sighs]

America first met me
as Kunta Kinte,

a young African kid

who was kidnapped, tortured,
refused his slave name.

Then I read
to their children.

And maintained the integrity
of their favorite spaceship.

Yeah.
Pretty soon,

people began
to think of me as... safe.

Oh, the safest.

Once I read
Go The Fuck To Sleep
for charity.

Yeah.
One of my brand partners
dropped me.

What?
You can't even say "fuck"?

I can,
but there are consequences.

- I said "fuck", I lost money.
- Shit.

If I showed
how angry I really am...

[sighs]
But I'm not gonna hide it.

So, I keep my chains
on the wall in the living room.

I want my guests to know

while I am unquestionably
their friend,

I am also absolutely filled
with rage.

What is this?

Hey. Lebron, no dunking
on my lawyer, please.

So, I haven't figured out

how to make the Barbara Walters
stuff part of my character arc,

but you only need one chapter
to get a book deal.

Why did you get braces?
Your teeth are fine.

[chuckles]
I have a gummy smile.

The DMs I get. It's all anyone
sees when they look at me.

Have some more rice pilaf.
I just made another box.

V, how much money
do you have left?

[kids laugh]

Boys, could you go inside
and start the dishes, please?

Look, I'm not going to send
your bills to collection,

but I don't accept
payment in rice pilaf,

and I cannot wait for you
to slowly write a book.

Why are we even
still going to court?

I thought you were going to
get Mrs. Sterling to back off.

I thought she might
after she sold the team.

To a billionaire,
what is a duplex?

But with you, oh, my God,
she is like the shark in Jaws.

Mr. Sterling would never
let her do this to me.

She probably has him
knocked out on sedatives

in some sad old nursing home.

V, you need
to make some money.

Famous people can't just work
at Target. I'm trying.

Don't you think I'd do anything
to stay in this house?

Look, worry less
about losing the house, okay?

I am handling that.

But I want you
to worry about

how you're going to pay
your bills moving forward.

I want you to worry about how
you're going to feed your boys.

♪ I got some troubles
But they won't last ♪

My lawyer says
I can keep the plates.

♪ I'm gonna lay right
down here in the grass ♪

♪ And pretty soon
All my troubles will pass ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm in shoo-shoo-shoo ♪

♪ Shoo-shoo-shoo ♪

♪ Shoo-shoo, shoo-shoo
Shoo-shoo Sugar Town ♪

Why did you wear
the Chanel earrings?

Why not?

I can't buy things
with the money I earned?

I'm taking a stand
for the American worker.

I worked
50 hours a week.

[security gate alarm]
Oh... [chuckles]

It's probably
just my braces.

No problem. If you just
stand over here for me, ma'am.

[Shelly]
Hi, Hugo. Beautiful day.

I promise,
this is my last time in court.

[Pierce]
Until someone rear-ends you.

Shelly.
Don't.

I know that Donald
can't be here to tell the truth,

but if he were here, he would
take my side and you know it.

[Pierce] Shelly--
[Donald] My cash,
do I put it in the thing?

[security] You just
keep it in your pocket, sir.

See you in there, sweetheart.

[security]
Here you go, ma'am.

Thanks.

Ms. Stiviano, hi. We didn't get
a chance to meet in the hallway.

My name is
Pierce O'Donnell.

I like your tie.
Thank you very much.

It's my lucky tie.

A gift
from my daughter.

Now, going back to 2010,
you didn't have any income,

or any paying job.
Is that correct?

I worked exclusively
for Donald Sterling.

I drove him
everywhere.

To the doctor,
to charities,

to properties
he wanted to buy.

Mm-hmm.
I was his right-hand arm.

[courtroom laughs]
And here
in your employment verification

for the Department
of Children and Family Services,

it said
that you got $3,000 a week

from the Donald T. Sterling
Foundation.

He put that
in my reference.

Some weeks
I got nothing.

He compensated me
in different ways.

Not like a normal employee.

Mr. Sterling didn't
wanna pay the taxes.

All right,
let's take a look at exhibit 65.

Your Honor.

Now, this document is signed
by the custodian of records

for the LA Clippers
and Beverly Hills properties.

It says there,

"Unable to locate any employment
records regarding V Stiviano."

Well, like I said,
I wasn't a normal employee.

I guess that's a fake form
he gave you to discredit me.

He can be full of trickery.
He's a racist and a liar.

Racist?

But you told Barbara Walters
that you loved him.

He was a friend.

He could be sweet to me.
He was my best friend.

A sweet best friend billionaire
who got you a house, right?

He bought me a lot of things
as part of my work for him.

And also because he wanted
to take care of me.

He wanted me
to be family.

He had never been
inside of a Ross or a Target.

We did that together.
And he did things for me.

He bought me a Bentley.
He bought me a Ferrari.

Really? Because in
Mr. Sterling's sworn deposition,

he says, and I quote,
"The cars are mine.

I put them in her name
because of her criminal record."

I quote, "She was
an indigent on welfare.

If she killed somebody,
I didn't want to be liable."

[footsteps echo]

[sobs]

[bar chatter]

Where's your entourage?

Bram wanted me to do Playboy.
[chuckles]

Skin mags
for old farts.

That is kind of
your demographic.

Well,
I turned it down.

And then everyone kind of
just forgot about me.

The witch took my house.

The judge didn't even
publish the verdict

so no one can use it
for future cases.

Even he knew it was wrong.

Donald, he's just
a vindictive, mean,

bad, bad man full of BS.

Where are you staying?
Airbnb out in Van Nuys.

I don't know how they can charge
so much for something
with no charm or amenities.

My mom offered to put me
and the boys up in San Antonio.

My sister's out there already.

She says she can get me
a job at Cingular Wireless.

Cool.

Hey, I'm sorry I was a dick.

Would you be sorry
if you hit it big?

- No.
- Mm-hmm!

[laughing]

You are fucked up
in your own unique way.

But we all grew up
under billboards of Heidi Klum.

I didn't.
Just kidding.

"I'm Mr. Sterling's
right-hand arm-- Man"
Not really.

[patrons laugh]
"I'm Mr. Sterling's
right-hand job."

Hi. We're actually just
having a business meeting.

So...
Oh, excuse me.

I didn't realize
it was a whore convention.

Very important
whore business.

Go back to eating
your Cobb salad.

- Little bitch.
- Are you serious?

- Did you just take my picture?
- You're in public.

- You're a public figa, nigga.
- Wait. What?

No, you can't say that.
Don't say that.

If you can say it,
I can say it.

I hope men like you
go fucking extinct,

you white piece of shit.
Fuck you, bitch!

Girl, ignore him.
He probably has rabies.
Fuck you!

- You probably have crabs.
- Show us some fucking respect.

- Respect for what?
Two gold-digger niggers.
- What?

- What? What the fuck?
- Okay, come on.

Fuck you, bitch!
I'll fuck you up!

- To $2 billion!
- Shh!

[whispering]
To $2 billion.

[laughing]
How many zeros is that?

How much did you buy
the team for, way back when?

Oh, 12-and-a-half million?

Oh, my God.
That's nothing.

I was nuts

to let Donald
talk me into it.

We didn't know anything
about basketball,

and the league was a mess.

But it's every man's dream
to own a team.

Who can say why?

Did you get yourself
a closing gift?
A chalet in Biarritz?

No, I like being at home.

Yeah. Well, with your view,
why travel, right?

Ladies, I'm so sorry.
Would you excuse me,
'cause I really have to tinkle.

Me too.
It's the tomatoes.

They're a diuretic.
I'll wait for you.

- And what is a Clipper anyway?
- It's a bird.

You think
they have a drug problem?

Probably.

Shell.

It's almost a 16,000% return
on your investment.

That's an eyepopper.
Oh, it's not
two billion profit.

Not after the Obama tax.
[chuckles]

Right. But why did you need
to get the duplex back?

Why--
Why bother with V?

Well,
it's the principle.

And I did a nice thing
with it.

I gave it
to my housekeeper.

Gladys owns it now?
No.

I own it.
She lives there.

Does she want to?

What on earth
do you mean?

All these years I've--
I've thought that maybe
you had Stockholm syndrome,

because you married Donald
so young.

I thought maybe
you were serious

when you were waving
your divorce papers
at Barbara Walters.

I mean, no one would possibly
do that as a stunt.

I thought maybe
you were finally waking up,

but you were never asleep.

And you're not
divorcing Donald?

[laughs]

You two were made
for each other.

What?

You both think
you own everybody.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I worked
through my marital problems,

instead of joining you.

With your flowy shirts
and your consignment shops

and your long hugs.

I'm sorry
I made money.

I never realized
it was a condition
of your friendship

that I give it all up
like you did.

[chuckling scoff]

Here you go.

Oh, it's been
taken care of, sir.

[Shelly quietly]
I can't believe that you
would talk to me like that.

Hello, Shelly.
[gasps] Oh--

This is my son, Austin.
He plays for the Pelicans.

We're thinking about
maybe bringing him out
for the Clippers.

You know, make it more
our own a little bit.

Good for you.

This is my--
This is Justine.

Shelly, you didn't have to waste
your money buying our lunch.

I was gonna have
my agent expense it.

Honey, it was my way
of saying hello.

I miss you all.

It's been so hard
giving up the team,

but I wanted to do
the best thing for the players.

Ubuntu, as you say:
Be great through others.

Yeah. Well, but you didn't
really give it up though.

Well, what do you mean?
Well, I was looking
at our financials.

You still have 12 tickets
for every game, VIP passes,

free food, free parking.

If we win a title,

you get
three Championship rings.

Why three?
I have no fucking idea.

You are officially
the team's number-one fan,

and that's codified
in your deal.

And you and Donald
still own our practice space,

which means you'll probably
just keep taking our rent money.

Looks like
you did pretty good.

And that absolutely
fills me with rage.

I know that Donald likes
to eat other people's food.

Maybe you do too.

After all,
you paid for it.

[sniffs]
Nice to meet you, Justine.

Come on, Son.

[chuckles]

You don't own him.

[Mac on phone] There's another
thing that came in for you.

Looks like they want
to interview you
for a podcast.

It does not pay.
But it's for ESPN,

and a well-respected
journalist.

Say no.
V, look.

This could help
you get a book deal.

You have
all those other recordings.

There could be
opportunities to cash in
on some of those things.

Thanks, but I agreed
not to talk about it anymore.

V, this could help you--
I gotta go.

V--

Mr. Sterling home?
He's supposed to be.

I can sign for it,
I'm his assistant.

Don't fall asleep out here.
We just had the melanoma scare.

Don't worry.
I won't fall asleep.

And don't forget,

we have dinner tonight
with the LaSordas.

Thank you for reminding me.

So sad.

[Donald on recording]
If you don't want to walk

into a basketball game
with a certain person,

is that racist?

- [V] Honey, I'm sorry.
- [Donald] I'm sorry too.

[V] I wish I could change
the color of my skin.

[Donald] No--
That's not the issue.

The issue is we don't have
to broadcast everything.

[V] I'm not
broadcasting anything.

[Donald] Then why are you
taking pictures
with minorities? Why?

[V]
What's wrong with minorities?

What's wrong
with Black people?

You associate
with Black people.

[Donald] I'm not you,
and you're not me.

Optimism.
It's a force multiplier.

And we are going
to be hard-core.

Hard-core.

And then nothing
will get in our way.

And if something
knocks us down,

we're gonna get back up.

And we're gonna
keep coming and coming.

And coming.
And coming. Hard-core.

[DeAndre]
Hey. Hey, l-look at Chris.

He all, "Lord,
shut this loud white man up,

and get me off this stage."

[laughing]

[Chris]
Wait till they show Doc.

Boom!

[laughter]

I ain't seen
nothing that cringe

since I was watching
your ass on Conan.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. So, like,
your agent sending you out

to do these comedy gigs
about the Sterling shit?

Make it a joke?
Laughter unites, I guess.

Yeah, you going to unite
the people around roasting
your corny ass.

Yeah, I know they can't
stick a happy ending

on this shit fast enough.

I heard a theory that the NBA
actually wanted us to lose.

That's why the refs
boned us in Game Five.

Wanted the story
to be over.

They own the teams,
but we own the league.

- Hey.
- Talk that talk.

- Hey. Hey. Hey.
- True.

Power to the people,
all that.

But I agreed to come to Seattle
for a bachelor party,

'cause I never had wings
or titties in my face

in the Pacific Northwest.

So, Jamal,
where is the strip club at?

Man, where we being--
where we going?

Where the titties, nigga?

Heyo!

[cheering]

This don't look
like a strip club to me.

Is this a high school?

What are all these hoopers
doing here?

Man,
you want us to play drunk?

Hey, it's a midnight game.

Sober up for the young,
impressionable children, fellas.

You blockin' the kid.
You messed up the picture.

Hey, Blake,
can you sign this?

My older brother and I
made them.

Y'all made this?
Yeah.

Yo!
Hey, check it out.

These children
are gonna wear us out.

Robbed.
He was robbed.

Kareem just got
a statue on the Plaza.
Might be you next.

You wanna look at my face
at every home game?

Why not?
[laughs]

Thought you were trying to leave
that cursed history behind?

That's why I want you
to be honored.

I can't make 'em
do a statue,

but I can put you
on the Jumbotron,

- and I can make everybody clap.
- [chuckles]

I mean, don't you care
about your legacy?

If I cared about my
legacy like you mean,

I probably wouldn't have
sued the NBA for being racist.

[laughing]

Yeah, I guess not.

What do you think people
are going to say about you?

Inspiring speaker,
good leader,

not a X's and O's coach.

Some people say that shit
to my face already.

Single-mindedly focused
on winning to the point where...

I overlook a lot
of obvious shit, like,

my wife
just filed for divorce.

And I thought
we was doing okay.

How fucked up is that?

Well, I guess
you don't talk to your wife,

you don't make love to her,

you invest all your energy
in the quest

for a fucking second title.

That'll fill the hole, right?

Nah. There's repercussions.

I'm sorry.

You think you're over it,
wanting another title?

No.

I want one bad.

But some days,

I wish I'd have been like you
through this.

Look, I wanted to win
in spite of Donald.

Overcome.

But we couldn't.

Maybe we should've boycotted.

Maybe we should have
shown people that we were...

hit too hard to play.

But I'm-- I'm looking
beyond all this now, Elgin.

I'm looking.

Well, this world
will hit you again.

And you still
young enough to hit back.

You showing off now.

I need to shoot
till it sounds right.

[ball swooshes into net]