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Kane is in the
building, nigga...

Now tell me how you love
it You know you at the top

When only heaven's
right above it, we on

'Cause we on

Who else is really trying to
fuck with Hollywood Cole?

I'm with Marley G, bro

Flying Holly Grove chicks
to my Hollywood shows

And I wanna tell you something
that you probably should know

This that Slumdog
Millionaire Bollywood flow

And...

My real friends
never hearing from me

Fake friends write the wrong
answers on the mirror for me

That's why I pick and choose
I don't get shit confused

Don't like my women
single I like my chicks in twos

And these days all
the girls is down to roll

I hit the strip club and all
them bitches find the pole

Plus, I been sippin' So
this shit is movin' kinda slow

Just tell my girl to tell her
friend that it's time to go

At some point, the only way to
succeed is to stop giving a fuck.

It's a mind-set that
I highly recommend.

Frees you up to take chances,
make unpopular choices.

They say it's not for everyone.

I say fuck it.

Ma'am?

- Yes?
- Candace Brewer?

- Depends on who's asking.
- I'm from FedEx.

I can see from the outfit.

- What do you have?
- Says it's from LAPD. No name.

- Just leave it over on the coffee table.
- All right. Great.

Can I get you to sign for it?

No.

All right, ma'am,
you have a great day.

Calling to say you reconsidered?

I'm sorry to say that I'm not.
How's the new guy working out?

I thought he'd be
a hell of a lot better.

Look, I'll get that offer for the
Mahomes extension out to you ASAP.

Sounds good, but what are you
gonna do to replace Hill and Hunt?

As Gisele once said, "He
can't throw and catch the ball."

I'm working on it.

Let me help you help yourself.
I got the perfect player in mind.

- You have a name?
- Kisan Teague.

Yeah, replacing a
problem with another one.

Apples and oranges.

There's no domestic sitch,
no alleged child abuse.

The guy's practically
a Boy Scout.

Is there a video?

That shows him doing anything wrong?
No. He just has horrible taste in friends.

Come to think of it, so did you.

- Well, I was the bad element.
- Exactly.

Just meet the kid, all right? Worst
case, you get a year out of him.

- I get a drive-by discount?
- You're a mercenary fuck, Spence.

Shit, I've been called
a hell of a lot worse.

Morning, boss.

Have you solved our giant
Jack in the Box-sized problem?

T.J. Yeldon's agent's acting
like he's the second coming

of Walter fucking Payton.
They're asking for 20 for two.

- Pass.
- He thinks we're desperate.

Because we are.

I still won't overpay
for mediocrity.

And from now on, the talking
point is, we're reloading.

Yeah, we're not
desperate. We're the Rams.

I like that.

Anytime you're dealing
from a place of weakness,

rebrand it with a gun
metaphor. It's patriotic.

Locked and fucking loaded.

How about Duke Johnson?

How about Alvin Kamara?

I hear he's not interested
in leaving New Orleans.

Well, then, let's make him interested
in leaving New Orleans, Benny.

We don't take no for an answer.

Desperate times, they
call for desperate measures.

Like Belichick says, "Do your
job." Are you gonna do your job?

- Hell, yeah.
- All right.

'Cause I'm trying to avoid
hearing more shit from Warner.

Alvin Kamara!

Well, you know, we like
to earn while we learn.

All right, thanks, J.

Who are you talking to, man?
You got another job or something?

Hell, no.

I TTD'd one up for you, though.

Oh, I remember reading
that ad in the paper

for one-legged miserable pricks.

Plus, we don't want another
scenario like we had the other day.

- What scenario is that?
- Nothing. He just fucking with me.

Baby, don't let him
talk to you like that.

You better tell him you
still got two good legs.

Yeah.

But listen to TTD, 'cause I
think he's onto something.

- Thank you, Amber. I spoke to Glazer.
- Mmm-hmm.

He's gonna set up an
interview with Sirius.

Oh, what, you my manager now?

I ain't thinkin'
about it like that,

but now that you've
mentioned it, maybe I am.

First y'all pushing
me to get off the field,

and now y'all sweating
me to join the workforce.

It's for your own good.

Oh, look at you, Dennis, on
your white parenting vibes,

giving advice and shit.

No good can come from a busted-up
Ricky with a bunch of free time.

Now, you run your
route, you catch a pass.

- Don't be scared.
- Yeah, baby.

Nothing to fear but fear itself.

Ripping lines from dead presidents,
huh? Y'all must really be desperate.

No, we're not
desperate. Concerned.

Mmm.

Cotton candy reminds me of
losing my virginity on Miami Beach.

- Is that weird?
- It's very, very touching.

Listen, before we embark on
this night of enjoyable debauchery,

I think we should clear the
air with a little whiff of reality.

We are majorly out on a
fucking limb, financially, mate.

That's where I do my best work.

This Municipal launch
is costing us a fortune.

Okay, Lance, Lance, Lance,

all the greatest entrepreneurs
have been minutes away

from disaster and destruction.

Steve Jobs, Elon
Musk, Jeff Bezos.

And... not for nothing, but Spencer
used to love to take chances.

Yeah, well, I only like to
take chances with my penis,

and I'm sorry if I
don't quite live up

to your former paramour
in that department.

Listen, I've been aggressive,
yes, reckless, even,

but now is the
time to go all in.

We spent $80
million on a pile of dirt.

- We don't even have city approval.
- Yet.

Fifty million on Jason's agency.

Now we rep Patrick
fucking Mahomes

and we have the chance to make
the biggest deal in football history.

All I'm saying is we're
way beyond all in.

Yeah, we are. I get it.

Mmm. Make enough
for 1,000 guests, please.

Very frugal.

"The health and safety of our
players is our primary concern."

That's all you
fucking say, Jared.

Spencer, how are you adapting?

You know me.
I'm a quick learner.

Yeah, quick-ish at best.

Bet it feels pretty good to be
part of a club that didn't want you.

- Yeah, feels better than expected.
- Every boy's dream, Spencer.

Fuck a supermodel
and own an NFL team.

And I see you followed
in Bossman's footsteps.

It's just much simpler being my own
GM. Only got one person to argue with.

Hey, you do that anyway.

It's also proving a lot
harder than I expected.

How so?

Thinking about making a move.

Unpopular move.

Unpopular to who?

The league.

Hearing rumors
about Kisan Teague.

Are you asking for
confirmation or a blessing?

Little of both.

Anything I need to hear?

Or see?

Well, I'm not gonna
confirm or deny, but I will say

that if video of said
rumored event does exist,

it won't see the light of day.

That's all I need to know.

That's why you're the best,
Candace. You have a good day.

So Glazer tells me you're
looking to make a transition.

You been keeping up with
what's going on in the game?

Come on, girl. He is the game.

I've been off the field two
minutes, not two decades.

All right, fine, but have
you ever done this before?

What, talk into a microphone?
Only every day of his career.

No need to be disrespectful, T.
Transition's not gonna be a problem.

Excellent. So when can I
get you to audition for me?

You shouldn't
have been so polite.

- I don't audition.
- He's offer only.

Oh! Who are you?
Chadwick Boseman?

With a faster 40
and better genetics.

Just throw me on the air. I'll
show you what I can do live.

- He got this.
- You're a confident one.

- Damn right.
- All right. How's tonight?

You mean, like,
tonight, tonight?

- 6:30?
- Ooh, drive time.

- That's perfect.
- What, you speaking for me now?

I'm your manager.
That's perfect. We'll take it.

Okay, good. 6:30.

Hey, Mr. Thompson,
you got a minute?

Charles.

I was, uh, taking a stroll
by your office last night

and I noticed that
the lights were off.

Not me. My lights are never off.

You know who I ran into? Benny.

He's a good kid, right?

Mmm. Yeah, and more than
that. Smart. Industrious too.

- And that's why I hired him.
- You know what Benny told me?

Hmm?

No.

He told me that
your wife is pregnant.

Congratulations!

Cat's out of the bag.

So since you're in a
warm and fuzzy mood,

maybe this is a good time
to discuss my new deal.

Ah, is that what cool guys like
you like to call your "new baby"?

No. No. We just call it a baby.

- Seriously, my contract is up...
- And you took us to the Super Bowl.

Please don't remind me again.
It just brings up bad memories.

Yeah, that one hurt. But you
gotta get there to lose it, right?

- Well, it's a start.
- It ain't easy.

Life's hard. You want
easy, just die, Charles.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah,
think I just might.

Well, don't do it in
here. Might look fishy.

Right.

Ha.

Really, when is a good time
for us to earmark some space...

Oh, just relax, all right?
It's gonna be taken care of.

I just wanna get
this thing knocked out

so I can get back
to what it is that I do.

Goodbye, Charles.

- Randy.
- Ricky.

- Good to see you, man.
- Good to see you too.

- What's up? How you doing?
- I'm good, man, real good.

Can we hit them mitts?
Got some anxiety to burn.

Sure you can put
weight on that leg?

As long as you don't
go all Karate Kid on him

and sweep that thing,
should be all right.

Hey, make yourself useful, man.

- Grab me a smoothie.
- Gotcha.

Man, I'm all booked
up. My 3:00's here now.

We're gonna have to
take a rain check, brother.

- All right.
- Yo.

- What up, bruh?
- What up?

I heard about that hit-and-run, bruh.
Godspeed on that recovery, for real.

Yeah, appreciate it.

Hey, you mind if I
throw something at you?

Shoot.

- That shit ain't funny, bruh.
- I'm not being funny.

Damn. So you heard, huh?

- The streets is talking, bruh. Loud.
- Fuck.

Look, man, I've just had some
really bad fucking luck, all right?

And I'm trying to move
on, put that shit in the past.

I got a meeting with your
boy Strasmore and the Chiefs.

- Oh, good. Okay, good.
- Any advice?

Yeah. Lie to everybody
else. Tell Spencer the truth.

Nah. Hell, nah. Put the
final nail in my career?

- Please.
- Hear what I'm saying, man.

If I know, Spencer knows for
sure. Your best shot, shoot straight.

That was unnecessary,
bruh. I... I just told you.

So you got me greased
with a lethal combo

of Veuve and tequila.

Tell me, why should I
care about Municipal?

Because it comes with
tastemakers baked right into it.

Yeah, it took Supreme two
decades to get onto the backs

of the greatest
athletes in the world.

They went from niche neighborhood
skate shop to international goliath.

And how does that help me?

We have a stable of
world-class athlete influencers

ready to don our wares.

Yeah, can you say
"vertical integration"?

You guys pitching me
corporate synergy buzzwords?

Call it what you want, mate.

The fact is, we're coming
right out of the gate

with ready-made exposure.

Yeah, the thing is that
I've heard that story before.

It's not cool.

Well, I got another story for
you. It starts with a bag of cash.

Yeah, do not
insult my integrity.

- I would never.
- His bad.

- He's always insulting someone.
- Kate, this is Pascal.

I know this gentleman.

Perennial 40-under-40
overachiever making us all look bad.

Just the ones
that can't keep up.

- That's not me.
- Well, good.

Saddle up to the bar and
you can prove it, hmm?

Famous last words, cowboy.

Yahoo.

- After you.
- I hate that fucking guy.

Ah, you made it. Nah, sit
down, sit down, sit down.

- Thanks for inviting me out.
- Yeah, thanks for coming out.

- Bit of a haul?
- What, my life or the ride?

You tell me.

Then I say both.

You've been living
hard and fast, Kisan.

You know, I always asked myself,

"What's the worst that
could happen?" Right?

And then I learned,
a lot can happen.

Here's a novel idea.

You make better choices,
you get better results.

I mean, come on, you acting
like I started this shit, all right?

I just pulled up, and
shit went down. That's it.

"Shit went down."
That's it, huh?

Look, I'm sorry I didn't grow up on
a perfect tree-lined street like you.

That's funny. The
world is changing, Kisan.

- Maybe you should too.
- You make it sound so easy.

- It's not that simple, Spencer.
- Is that right?

Well, I guess you
don't value the privilege

of playing in this league then.

No, I value it.

Trust me. I promise
you, I value it.

Just not more than my
friends and where I come from.

I didn't know I was gonna be in the
fucking NFL when I was six, Spencer.

All right? I didn't get to
decide what hood I grew up in

or the kids I grew up with.

All right, and if
we're being honest...

Shit, my boys are the reason

I even made it this
far in the first place,

and they for damn sure
gonna be the only ones

answering the phone once my
career and all of this shit is over with.

So you value truth.

- Above all else.
- Good, 'cause that's why we're here.

Who pulled the
trigger the other night?

My boy Cliff.

And me.

I wish I could lie to you.

Look... I try to make better
decisions. I promise you, I do.

It's just sometimes circumstances,
they just don't allow me to.

All right. Thanks for coming in.

I guess that's it, huh?

Won't be catching no passes
from Mahomes anytime soon, right?

Well, I believe in second
chances. Just not thirds.

Don't make me
regret this decision.

Welcome to the Chiefs.

You're serious?

Yeah.

Thank you, Spencer.

Come on, get out of here.

Whoo-hoo! YG,
that jacket cold, bro.

- Can I get one?
- Oh, man.

We don't make husky sizes, bro.

Hey, but y'all got my
size, though, right?

- I got you.
- Cool.

Hey, listen, man, why don't
y'all enjoy some drinks, man?

- Hey, the marathon continues.
- For sure, man.

Good luck on that season, man.
We're gonna be betting on Dallas.

All right, man,
appreciate your love.

Yo, Hollywood rooftops, fine
spirits, $80 million deal on the table.

- We blessed.
- I guess.

You guess, man? Look
around, man. This is all for you.

Just stop lying, Reg.

Joe and Lance threw
this party for Sports X,

- Municipal and all the veeps.
- And you're one of them.

The most important one, because
you're an investor and a client.

- Still...
- Still, what?

You still depressed about that
bullshit League of Legends tryout?

It wasn't bullshit. It was a
real tryout for a real sport.

I know, but you gotta
rebound. You gotta move on.

You can't let this get in
the way of your career.

Are we saying yes or what?

Look, man, I'm not finna get
bullied. Not by him and not by you.

Wait a second. We're not bullying
you. We're trying to set you up for life.

At what price? I only got
one body, one brain, y'all.

You're a 28-year-old 350-pound black
man crying about some video game.

J and I done put in a
ton of work on this deal.

It's time for you to get real.

Jesse Owens, Jackie
Robinson did not sacrifice

for you to be sitting up
there playing video games.

- Man, whatever, Reg.
- I've said my piece.

Maybe you can talk
some sense into him.

Vernon, why don't you use
video games like everyone else,

as a way to get away
from your everyday stress.

It's like if your girlfriend
becomes your wife.

As soon as your hobby becomes
your job, it ceases to be fun.

Yeah, like this conversation.

It's fucking babysitting.

This is Ricky Jerret...

and this is my new show...

Uh, well, we gonna... We
gonna talk about a little bit of life.

You know what I'm
saying? And some other shit.

The people in here, they, uh...

They, uh, told me
to tell some stories...

You know, I don't
know about what.

You know, life is
full of funny stories.

Or at least mine is.

Football stories.
Tell a football story.

You know, catch.

Maybe I should tell a story
about growing up fatherless.

- This ungrateful punk-ass motherfucker.
- Know what I'm saying?

He need to be talking
about the league.

He needs to stop stuttering.

Or maybe I should
tell a bedtime story.

Y'all dig Goodnight Moon?
Yeah, my daughter loves that one.

- I need me a drink.
- And get me one too.

This gonna be a long-ass night.

Go to commercial, please.

I was just getting warmed
up. What's the problem?

Lesson one. Know your audience.

Yeah, this Goodnight Moon? I
mean, it could be cool and all,

but it sounds
like a kids' story.

'Cause it is.

Nigga, ain't no kid driving
home from the office right now.

Well, who's listening
to this shit, anyway?

Don't get defensive, man.

An audition doesn't
sound too bad now, does it?

Y'all tell me to do my thing, I do
it, and what, it ain't good enough?

Clearly your life as a coddled athlete
hasn't prepared you for any adversity.

Ain't nothing coddled
about catching a dig route

in front of Vontaze Burfict.

Well, then tell
people that, Ricky.

Tell them the real
story from the league.

Yeah, the shit
we talk about 24/7.

Then why don't you get out of
the control room and do it with me?

Cheers.

- What's up, Rick?
- Reg.

- How you and your boy doing?
- Same old, same old.

The more things change,
the more they fucking don't.

All good with you, man?
What you into these days?

Gaming, eSports. You
should get in before it's too late.

Yeah, tell me about
it. Or better yet, don't.

You know League
of Legends, right?

Vern plays League.
You know, pro level.

Yeah, everyone thinks they are.

- Suppose.
- Trying to help you, man.

It's a gold rush. Get in.

Everybody want a
piece, don't they?

Sure do. There's enough
to go around for all of us.

So... So, what's it
take to start a squad?

Well, all you need is
some money and talent.

Which one is more important?

The one you don't have.

Good to see you.

You want that ankle to heal,
you gotta stop masturbating.

- Lance, come over here.
- Hey!

- Hey, how you doing?
- Hey, Aramis.

- How you doing?
- Come meet the brains

behind your
favorite publication.

What up, man? I'm
Aramis. Nice to meet you.

Pascal.

Aramis is one of our
founders at Municipal.

Ah, the plot thickens.

We've been incubating
this little crew of geniuses

for some time, cultivating
them for greatness.

These kids are about to explode

into the hearts and minds
of the kids that matter.

That's an ambitious
commentary, Kate.

How long have you been
at it? Overnight sensation?

Man, I wish it was an
overnight sensation.

Me and my friends been
doing this since grade school.

We been doing film since
I was seven years old,

and we been hustling
ever since then.

I respect the hustle.

And then, once I met Joe and his guys,
as you would say, the rest is "history."

I do say that. Not a bad story.

Yeah, well, it's about to get a
lot sexier. Check this. Hey, OBJ.

Been mentoring these skate
rats, showing them what's good.

I mean, I prefer
"entrepreneur," but...

More like, "fashionista."

We can take that too.

I'm, uh, loving this little... How
do you say? Collaboration, yeah.

Tell me more.

Cool.

- Great conversationalist, that guy.
- Hey, less is more.

- We're gonna go...
- Yeah, I'll...

But first, I want to...

Whoo-hoo! Great party, boss.

Look at these two.
Get them a room, huh?

Well, Kate is an adult woman
who seems to be enjoying herself.

A little too much.

Okay, well, Pascal is the
key to us not getting pissed on

by a bunch of 14-year-old
kids in the Fairfax district.

I'd rather get pissed on.

Better be plastered all over
that home page tomorrow.

Hey, Joe. That check
bounced for my retainer.

I need to get paid.

Get the fuck out of
my face. I'm busy.

You need to reissue
a new one tomorrow

or the planning board's
gonna shut you down.

- Sorry. What was that again?
- You're getting...

Get the fuck out of my face.

Yeah, that... That guy sucks.

Get out of here, Dan.

- Got it.
- What?

- Looks like a real bloodbath.
- Yo, Reg.

Your boy's really fucking good. I
told him to stop playing football.

He could be an MMA fighter.

Yeah, he looks
real light on his toes.

I don't need my boy catching
elbows up against some octagon,

so maybe keep your
thoughts to yourself.

Thank you. Now, can I
have a sec with my boy?

Yeah.

Maybe you're right,
but he should go pro.

No one ever tears an
ACL playing Mortal Kombat.

Uh, I've thought about it a lot.

I hear you, and I
understand you.

- You really do?
- Yeah, I do.

So, um, want to
listen to me for a sec?

Absolutely. Why not?

Great. I got a proposal.

If I get you on an eSports team,
will you sign the Cowboys deal?

Hell, yeah.

Great. 'Cause we
gonna need that 80 mil.

For what?

We starting our own team,
and you gonna play on it. Bam.

I don't know, Reg.

I don't want any
handouts, even from myself.

Yo, man, this is
bigger than you, man.

We're gonna have multiple
teams, multiple players.

We're gonna sign the
best gamers out there.

All right. But our first
move should be Jamesha.

There's not enough
women in eSports.

Fine. But she talks too much.

So do you.

So I got my day one with
me. TTD in the building.

Been with me every
step of the way, brother.

Couldn't have done any
of this without you, man.

Man, I like you on the mic.

- Where we at with them calls?
- Yeah, Rick.

Well, we got on the line a brother
from right here in Inglewood.

Goes by the name of Marcus.

Inglewood! What's good, Marcus?

What's the inside story
with Kisan Teague?

Why did Charles
Greane cut cord on him?

Rams definitely could've used
him, especially without you there.

I'm sure Charles
had good reason.

Well, what is it? Give
us the inside scoopage.

"Scoopage"?

This ain't no damn Marcus
from no damn Inglewood.

This here's a white boy.

- That's a little racist.
- Yeah, shut up, T.

We welcome all people here.

White, black, brown
and rainbow. All right?

Marcus, like my old man, Charles
Greane is a man of integrity.

Integrity is not an answer.

Give us the inside
story. I know you know it!

You pushing a
brother, all right.

Well, I was with Kisan earlier,

and I ain't gonna say nothing
because it's not my place...

But know this, there's
always more to the story.

I heard the story is that
he signed with the Chiefs.

He's coming at us like
he breaking news, T.

- We don't break news, we make news.
- Holla at him.

Come on, man. Get off the
fence. Tell the fans what you know.

Well, as long as the
owners think they can

get away with something,
they probably will.

Does that now change now that
Spencer Strasmore has a vote?

I don't know what you
smoking out there in Inglewood,

but Spencer is the same animal
wrapped in a different blanket.

He was a player once,
then a money man,

but now we're
seeing his true colors.

All he cares about is
himself, and making money.

Spencer is a narcissist
if I've ever seen one.

And you do every
day in the mirror.

Next caller.

Thank you.

There you are.
Everyone's looking for you.

Yeah.

- Where's Pascal?
- He's waiting for me out in the cabana.

- I bet he is.
- Stop. And guess what?

I just got him to commit
to multiple editorials.

Fantastic.

You don't seem that enthused.

Yes, Kate, I am. I really am.

You know, part of me
wants to jump up and down

on a trampoline, and
the other part wants to

chew on Xanax and
the end of a 9-millimeter.

Jesus. What's the
matter with you?

Nothing's the matter with
me. I'm happy if you're happy.

With what?

With the arbiter of cool, you know.
You guys seem to be hitting it off.

That's nice. It's nice to see.

Are you jealous of Pascal?

What? No. No. Of course not.

That would be crazy.
Not to mention super...

- Unprofessional.
- Exactly.

- And we are professionals.
- One hundred.

Good. Glad we're clear on that.

Hey.

That was a signal, right?

Yes, Joe. Get your
head out of your ass.

You all right, Joe? You
seem happy. What's going on?

- Do I?
- Yeah, you do.

- I don't know.
- Okay.

You're being unusual.

Surface over substance...

The threads, the rides...

The chicks...

It's very clear that Spencer
Strasmore is driven by material.

His obsession with winning
is just an extension of that.

Now that he's got the platform,

what the hell is
he using it for?

You have a very
special caller on line one.

What's up, special caller?

Well, I've been listening,
so I thought, why not call in?

It seems like you got
a lot to say about me.

Me and everybody else.

Facts are painful.

Well, I'm not concerned
about everyone else.

Typical Strasmore answer.

You sound like Joe Krutel.

You know, you should
have listened to him more.

- As a former player, I just...
- And a current owner.

I'm well aware of my
current job description.

You wanna come
at me, I'm right here.

But just know that I'm the players'
best ally going into the CBA.

Get the fuck out of here, man.
You ain't nothing but a Trojan horse.

How about you give a
brother a chance, man?

I've only been at this a minute.

Owners' meeting is coming up.
What you gonna do for the players?

The players are the
only reason I took the job.

Talk is bullshit, Spence.

It seems to be the only
thing you do these days.

Just witness.

All right, I'ma be watching,
so you better deliver.

In the end, nothing
is black and white.

That's why you have
to find your own truth.

Some people call
it rationalization...

I call it being practical.

Look, to say I don't care what
anyone thinks, that would be a lie.

You'll always care about what
your friends and family think.

But at the end of the day,

you've only got yourself and
the fucks you choose to give.

Everything else is
someone else's problem.

You were right

I know I can't get enough of you

You were right

I know I can't get enough of you

No

The things that I would do

I'm cold in the river

Lips moving, there's no sound

Keeping me guessing,
I'm guessing, mmm

You were right

I know I can't get enough of you

Leave it all to bloom

You were right

I know I can't get
enough of you, no

The things that I would do