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Previously on Heels...

Okay. Oh. All right.

Ace, don't!

I'm sorry, man!

I'm sorry.

It's all good.

There's a chance for
this gimmick to really,

really speak to people
about, you know, redemption,

deliverance from evil.

You help me restore
my honor in the ring

with a cross-promotion
between the DWL and Dystopia,

or I hit you back and take
every goddamn dollar you make

for the rest of your life.

I like having you
here working with me.

It's our family business.

With the cross-promotion,
things are probably

gonna get a little crazy here.

Willie's underwater already.

She's goggle-eyed.

I passed out on the floor,

and you left me
down here all night?

I'll tell Robin
you're sleeping in.

$467,000

I have loaned you to date.

Don't tell Carol or my boys.

Tom and I made an
agreement years ago

that we would do
whatever we need to do

to keep this place alive.

And you don't need to worry
about what those things are.

- Are they legal?
- Some are.

You say you need
to make it right.

Make it right, Staci.

Take it all.

I want Crystal to
defect to Dystopia.

And I want you to be her
front-of-house manager.

Think about what you want,
Willie, for yourself.

You don't actually think
I should do it, do you?

I think we need to stop
lettin' other people make

our decisions for us.

So we buy a wrestling promotion.

Build it, brand it.

Maybe in one to three
years, it grows.

This Brooks Rizzo fella
seems to be real sweet on me.

You sure you're the
only one he's sweet on?

Our streaming
platform, Continuum,

is looking to add
a sporting element

to our programming portfolio.

And professional wrestling
is very big business.

Brooks Rizzo is clearly
looking to be impressed.

And we have the
opportunity to impress him

by showing him that what
we do here is special.

♪ I'm not waiting for ♪

♪ The answer ♪

♪ I will ♪

♪ Walk in the shore ♪

♪ To find you ♪

♪ To find ♪

♪ The peace that's your own ♪

♪ Where you come from ♪

♪ All that you want ♪

♪ One that's your own ♪

♪ Place to call home ♪

♪ Won't be ♪

♪ Granted ♪

♪ What is fair in love ♪

♪ Is fair in war ♪

♪ What is fair in love ♪

♪ Is fair in war ♪

♪ One ♪

♪ To one ♪

♪ What's love ♪

♪ In war? ♪

So what do you
wanna do, exactly?

I just wanna be useful.

When can you start?

Uh, yesterday.

How about tomorrow morning?

You won't be disappointed.

Okay, good deal.

I need a story.

For my application.
I need a story.

Everybody needs a big
thing you overcame

or a heroic thing you did.

Saving someone from a tree.

I don't know how you
save someone from a tree.

But what's this for?

College application.

Oh, so you need
some bullshit story.

It's not bullshit.

They want a story.

You need an angle,

like a sales presentation
for who you are

so you can work 'em and
sell 'em some bullshit

so they allow you
to spend $60,000

to sit through their
stupid, useless classes,

where you'll learn
stupid, useless shit

that you'll never
use in real life.

How about the story
is, "This is bullshit"?

Which school is this for?

University of Michigan.

You can get in there?

It's my reach school.

You don't need a story, Robin.

You don't even need
to go to college.

Rah-rah dorms, "go team."

Roofied and date-raped
in a fraternity basement.

Get a job. Work hard.

End of story.

I didn't go to college.

What's in your cup, Mom?

Go to your room.

She's got her SAT tutoring.

You go anyway!

Robin, get in the car.

Willie...

- I can't.
- I don't care.

What you just did
was unacceptable.

You want your daughter
to be just like you?

Angry and reactive?

Mission accomplished.

You don't wanna be here, do you?

What's that supposed to mean?

You're uncomfortable
in this house.

Something about it all
just makes you nervous.

Well, then I've been nervous
for quite a long time!

Well, you didn't used to be.

This house used
to be your refuge.

I used to be your refuge.

But now it seems
like I'm a cage.

This house is a cage.

You think I don't see it?

Why you stay late at
the DWL every night?

It's your natural habitat there.

You feel free.

You can spit,
snarl, and lash out

to whoever you want.

You know that won't fly here.

Different rules in this house,
but you don't wanna learn 'em.

You don't wanna change.

Nothing is enough
to make you change.

I know I'm not enough.

I know your own
daughter isn't enough.

I'm three things, Willie.

I'm hard-working,
and I'm honest,

and I've dedicated my
life to helping you.

Giving you slack.

Covering for you.

Making excuses when you didn't
come to open house at school

or gymnastics meets
or the science fair.

My God, Willie,
were you even here

when I ran up and
down this driveway,

holding the hood of
Robin's sweatshirt

while she was learning
to ride a bike?

Just the edge of her hood

so she would know I was there.

I don't know where
you were, Willie.

I just know I'm tired.

I am so, so tired.

You know, my friend
has a KISS cover band.

Maybe we could do a second show
while the lights are still up.

- Hey, Deb?
- Yeah?

There's a bunch of Gully
merch in those boxes.

That's what's in the boxes?

Yup.

Are they T-shirts and hats?

- What... what's in there?
- Uh-huh.

That basement is
a mess down there.

There's rusted file cabinets,

an old fax machine, a
million boxes of papers,

and God knows what else.

Have you been down there lately?

Never been down there.

Hey, Fire Chief is here.

I think we need
to organize these.

Can we get this
silly cross-promotion

done with first,
and then I'll go

down to the basement with you?

We'll get it all
organized, okay?

Okay. You wanna
meet the Fire Chief?

- Yeah.
- Go on.

All right, well, you
finish up with that

and meet us out front.

We'll go home for lunch.

What can I do for you, Charlie?

Finish the script yet, Jack?

You better hurry up.

How you like that lighting ring

I sent up there?

It's gonna crush.

The Dome will never look better.

I gotta send a couple of
my camera guys up there

to scout the place
for my livestream.

Okay. Let Willie know when.

You sound nonplussed.

I'll be plussed when we
sign a legal document

affirming that we no longer
need to work together again.

Well, then your happiness
is in your control.

Just book a great final
card where Rooster gets over

and I come off looking great.

Can't guarantee
you'll look great.

Oh, please, I destroyed

that stuff you wrote
with me and Crystal.

I destroyed it.

Yeah, you did that in
front of your fans.

Let's see how you
do up in Duffy.

You don't worry about me.

I was born for this.

And you, you're the guy

who has to come up with
something compelling.

Well, I hope you can deliver.

Just get me your super-secret,
super-complex script

so I can give you notes

and learn your
precious dialogue.

Lord have mercy, Jack,

you're the only booker in
the history of wrestling

who thinks he's
writing drama, okay?

Get it done.

Wrestlers don't win Tony Awards.

You wanna win a Tony Award?

You write yourself a musical
about a rapping wrestler

with the fucking guy
who wrote "Hamilton."

Yeah, well, Charlie,
that's a great idea.

No, it's not a good idea, Jack.

And you know what?

You are not the guy

who's gonna change
the face of wrestling

with your writing.

Fuck you.

Really, Jack?

After we've come this far,

you're gonna crack open
a can of "fuck you"?

Fuck you, Charlie.

I'm fuckin' ready for any
can of fuckin' "fuck you"

you wanna crack open.

I fuckin' love "fuck you."

I'm standing in front
of a fuckin' house

that is powered by "fuck you."

So fuck you, buddy.

You fuckin' wanna crack open

another fuckin'
can of "fuck you,"

fuckin' drive down
here, you motherfucker!

Fuck you!

I've fuckin' done
so right by you,

you can't say "fuck you" to me!

I'll fuckin' show up
to your fuckin' house

with a fuckin' oil tanker
full of "fuck you"!

So fuck you, Jack!

Fuck you!

Oh, my God.

♪ Comin' in hot ♪

♪ Hot, hot, hot ♪

♪ Comin', comin' in hot ♪

Florida Dystopia.

Charlie Gully, he runs it.

Obviously, he's out of his mind,

but a huge online following.

Packs the house every week.

Sells out merch. Cash cow.

Just has no idea
how to upscale it

past his own little ego.

Then we've got the DWL.

That's the Duffy
Wrestling League.

It's old style.

Family-run for generations.

Historic venue.

Huge back catalog of matches.

All these guys who came through

who later went on to be big.

A guy named Jack Spade
runs it with his brother.

And there's this one woman.
You're gonna love her.

Her name is Crystal Tyler.

She's got... she's got zing.

You can tell the board

that we're about to
become the next WWE.

Don't tell me what to do.

Sorry. I just got excited.

Set it up for me.

And prepare these people.

Tell them that they
need to sell me

on why they should be the ones

to help Continuum launch
its new wrestling league...

corporation...
whatever the hell it is

we're calling it this week.

And be on TV every
Saturday night,

and be so fascinating and
addictive and delightful

that they bring us in

a hundred thousand million
new subscribers a day.

They need to bring me a pitch

that I can then
pitch to the board

and be given a bonus.

They need to tell me why
professional wrestling matters,

why it's important.

Give me a five-year plan.

Tell me a good story.

Make me give a shit.

Okay, tell them that
they need to impress me.

Use that word, "impress."

"Dazzle." "Stun."
Shit like that.

Okay.

Get outta here.

I gotta do planks.

I need privacy when I do planks,

at least from you.

♪ Comin' in hot ♪

On page two, we
have the inventory

for the lighting
package we delivered.

Okay.

- You're late.
- Went on a bike ride

early this morning
before the baby was up.

I'm into cycling now.

You know, it feels good.

I've been real stressed lately.

The fuck I care?

Just explaining why I
was 15 minutes late.

You were also late Monday.

Were you out riding
bikes then too?

Cycling helps clear my head.

Wish I had somethin' to
fuckin' clear my head.

I'm no good to anyone
if I break down.

So you're focusing on clearing
your head of the stress

that threatens you like
it's some otherworldly ghost

moaning about how
you're no good to anyone

if you break down.

That's the reason
that you were late?

Do you consider that
professional conduct?

I don't know what you mean.

I mean you stealing
other people's time.

I mean you spending my
time out on the highway

on a bike like a fuckin' idiot!

You've been here for
a while, Jim, hmm?

I- I have.

I've been here a lot longer,

and I've put a lot
into this place.

But clearly, my work ethic

hasn't exactly leached
into the culture,

because all I've seen
here is that y'all think

this is some two-bit
casual-assed organization

to which you can
be 15 minutes late

'cause you're out riding
your fuckin' Big Wheel!

You find a way to
up the dopamine

and the fuckin' serotonin
on your own time, not mine.

And don't be fuckin' late!

Take your seats.

We're going to refine
our promo cutting skills

so we all shine

and promote this last
card with Dystopia.

Morning, Miles.

Miles, what the hell was that?

What?

Bobby said hello to you.

Categorize your
return salutation.

I said "hey" back.

Bobby, did you
hear the word "hey"

slip out of Miles' mouth?

Bill, I said...

You said nothing.

You did this.

- Okay.
- Not okay!

I hate the chin.

You know who the chin guy is?

The chin guy's
lazy, self-absorbed.

The chin guy can't even
crack open his lips

and say, "Hello, Joe."

His name's Bobby.

I know that!

But how would I know
if you knew that?

You certainly didn't remind
us what his name was.

- Well, I think Bobby realized...
- There's many things I despise.

One thing I despise to my core

is when I say hello to someone,

and they can't muster up
anything more effusive

than slightly lifting
at the tiniest angle

a nod of their chin.

I fuckin' despise chin guys!

Fuck you, Bill.

Jim?

You know what I
despise to my core?

Sanctimonious shit
preached to me

by some guy who
thinks I'm stupid.

I love it. Say more.

Am I rocking my baby right now?

It appears that you are not.

No, I'm not.

I'm here.

Why?

I'm not sure.

Maybe 'cause this is the
only thing in my life

I feel like that's
actually mine.

Maybe it's 'cause
wrestling matters.

Or maybe it doesn't.

More!

We're not idiots, all right?

We've given our lives to this.

But if we don't push
as hard as we can,

our time is not worth shit!

We got a big card coming up
against a rival promotion

who has more fans, more
money, more everything!

It's insurmountable!

Wrong direction, buddy. Pivot.

The only thing we have
to compete with them

is heart, relentlessness.

I was late.

I won't be late anymore.

Now you're back.
Ride it out, Jim.

You wanna be a great wrestler?

You can't do it alone!

So don't be a fuckin' chin guy.

Preach, brother!
The baton is passed.

- ♪ Let it sing ♪

When you're a chin
guy, you're a "me" guy.

You're a "me only
think of myself" guy.

You're a "me too sleepy
to say hello" guy.

You're a "me only
got enough energy

in my fuckin' body to
be a fuckin' chin guy"!

On this squad, you
are only allowed

to be a chin guy if you are at
a very crowded and loud party,

and you see your
mate across the room

and you wanna acknowledge them
and the only way to do that

is to give them an
exaggerated chin nod

and the pointing of a finger

almost as if to
say, "There he is!

"There's that guy I
think the world of.

My friend! My teammate!"

When I see Diego, I shall say,

"There he is! Big D!"

What's Diego say?

"How's it hanging, Billy boy?"

"My ding-dong is scraping
the pavement as usual."

You be careful
with that, Bill.

Always!

And that's how it works.

A vocalized greeting.

A "hail, fellow, well met!"

So hop on the back of this wagon

or get the fuck out,

'cause we are going
to infuse this culture

with purpose,
fellowship, respect.

And only then will we succeed!

- You got me?
- Yes, sir!

Hey! All right!

- Yes, sir. Let's go, baby!
- Whoo-hoo! Whoo!

Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Jack, it's Brooks Rizzo.

Hey, Brooks, what's good?

Uh-huh.

Uh.

I understand.

Ye... ye... yes, sir.

No, I understand.

Okay, then.

I got you.

Thank you, Brooks.

He said his boss wants to
come see the DWL in person,

meet us.

She's interested in what we
do, but she has questions.

And depending on our answers...

then they wanna put
us on the platform.

Jack, that's amazing.

Could be.

How could it not be?

'Cause I got 36 hours

to impress someone
that I don't know

who's got questions,
but I don't know what.

And he... he said that
four different times.

"You gotta impress her."

Jack, you impress someone

by just walking into a room.

You impressed Brooks,

and you weren't even
trying to do so.

You booked all that
stuff for Gully,

everything that
everyone was saying

and doing at Dystopia.

You've turned
Crystal into a star.

And you embraced Ace's ideas,

even when they appeared
fanciful at first.

All your genius is now bringing
attention to both promotions.

Heck, Charlie Gully is
calling you every second

because he is now
relying on you.

He's seen what
wrestling can feel like

when Jack Spade is
involved, and he wants more.

So you don't have
to be or do anything

to make an impression.

You just have to
remember who you are.

Lawnmower salesman
moonlighting as a wrestler.

And think of how good you
are at selling lawnmowers.

Now you get to sell
something you actually like.

Focus on tellin' that
woman about what you love

and why you love it.

Then watch what happens.

Hello.

What's up, stud?

Hey, Jack, hold on one sec.

Hey, buddy, I'm Ace.

We're gonna be spending
lots of time together.

There you go.

Jack, I'll tell you,
as soon as you think

a thing's gonna feel
right or maybe half right,

or maybe you don't even
know how it's gonna feel,

and then it happens
and you realize,

"Wow, that was full on.

100%, this feels right."

Brother, the Condamned is
about helping people, right?

You walk into a nursing home,

and you ask yourself,
"What is a man?"

Like, what can I be as a man?

Well, this man that you're
talking to right now

is stressed out.

Those Continuum folks,

Brooks' boss and I
don't know who else,

they're coming to
see us tomorrow.

They wanna be impressed.

I need your help.

I need something better
than the car wash vignette.

But I got Harmageddon to book,
and it's clogging up my brain.

I need...

I need you over here, okay?

- I need ideas now.
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'll be there
after my shift.

Till then, put your
pen in God's hands.

Okay, I'll... I'll do that.

- I'll see you soon.
- All right, later.

What if you guys called
me Crystal Death?

- You know, like crystal meth?
- I got a good one.

How about Crystal
Meet-My-Fist-al?

How about that?

Willie Will!

- Hey!
- The Willster!

Willie Wonka, wonk it up.

You guys on fuckin' shrooms?

Shrooms of life, Willie.

Hey, Crystal, you got a sec?

Yeah.

Um, follow me.

So um, I'm just
wondering if you've given

any more thought to
uh, Gully's offer.

Yeah. No way.

It's a weird one, for sure.

Hard to imagine
being around that guy

on a prolonged basis.

I actually don't mind him.

I mean, he's great on the
mic, and the venue's huge.

But I just prefer it here.

Was it your decision or Bobby's?

Sometimes when you're young,

you make decisions based
on what other people want.

You know, it's hard to keep
those voices outta your head.

And then later, you realize

that you were your
own person all along.

Bobby and I talked
about it, but it's just,

you know...

I'm... I'm sorry,
but it's just...

I gotta stop you
right there, Crystal,

'cause "sorry-just"?

I mean, you know what it means
when a woman uses "sorry-just."

It means, "Sorry,
just don't mind me.

"I don't need a lot.

"Sorry to speak.
Sorry to demand.

"Sorry to inconvenience
you by being alive.

"Sorry to be female.

"Sorry if I'm offending you

by telling you to go
shove it up your ass."

You know, "So sorry. Did
I dare take up space?

I'm just so sorry."

Look, don't ever apologize
for your existence.

And don't use "just"
for what you deserve.

Don't use your own
words to... to disappear

or belittle yourself
or apologize

for being a woman or alive.

Is this about Gully?

No. Just kind of a pet peeve.

I wouldn't ever leave
the DWL, Willie,

not when we're about to launch.

This is my home.

Sure.

I got it.

As long as you don't
shortchange yourself.

Staci, I thought we were
gonna hold off on all this.

It needs to be done.

Well, okay.

Can it be done another time?

I want everything
to be in order.

If Continuum wants to buy us,

we can't afford an
accounting error

or anything like that.

Willie isn't always on the ball.

I... I think it's important

we get a sense of the
business your dad ran.

The sense is that
he shot himself

because the pressure
got to be too much.

Exactly, yeah. So...

Staci, I got a lot going
on right now, okay?

I got a lighting board
being installed out there.

I got a sound system
being updated.

Got a video board that's
shooting flames at me

over and over and over again.

And I got Charlie Gully
constantly calling me.

I need the queen of the
DWL to help me focus.

And I don't right
now care about boxes.

I'm gonna go see how
the ship is faring.

- Okay.
- Probably needs some lifeboats.

Do me a favor.

Send Gully to voicemail.

Games Man. Games Man.

Who wants a game?

Hey, you want a game?

All right. Go easy on me.

What's your name?

I'm Ace.

I tucked in your blanket today.

Now I'm Games Man.

You shit in my chair.

That isn't a game.

I'm sorry. What?

When you tucked my
blanket under me,

you put shit in my pants.

Uh, no, I... I did not...

I was in Vietnam.

Not even my best
friend would've...

would've done that
kind of a prank.

I didn't... I didn't...
well, I didn't do that.

Oh, my God! Ugh!

Ugh!

How's my favorite daughter?

Dad, check out this gym

I'm gonna be able to
go to right on campus.

- Whoa.
- It's sick, right?

What's sick is the shape
I would have been in

had I had that gym when
I went to college, okay?

All I had was the one dumbbell
and a broken leg press.

And I just had to
rely on jumping jacks.

- You know what those are?
- Yes.

These things right here?

Yeah, that's it.

Brooks Rizzo, what's good?

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Great.

Hey, bring it on, you wild man.

I love it.

Looking forward to meeting her.

All right.

Continuum wants to
come back down here

to get to know us a
little bit better.

They're interested?

They're more than interested.

The lady boss for Brooks Rizzo

is gonna come down
here tomorrow night.

She wants to talk
about investing in us.

Oh, my God, Dad,
congratulations.

You worked so hard.
You deserve this.

Thank you, honey. Okay, listen.

I want you to go inside.

I want you to make a
playlist that we can crank.

We're gonna have a party.

I want you to tell everyone
we're having a party.

I want people dancing.
I want them vibing.

- I want them laughing.
- I'm on it.

- Love you.
- Love you too.

Paging Dr. Bender.

Paging Dr. Bender, please.

- Trust fall.
- Whoa!

I'm sorry.

I could've caught you.

Oh, baloney-pants.

Falling objects take on
a crazy amount of weight

when they fall due to speed
and velocity and stuff.

Well, I handled your weight
pretty good last night,

did I not?

Mm-hmm.

I'm nervous.

Hey, good news is coming.

But I hear you.

Doctors' offices
are kind of designed

to incite anxiety.

- Mm-hmm.
- You know, harsh lights,

exam tables that look
like butchers' blocks,

defibrillators in
case of heart attacks,

needles.

My mama used to sing
"My Favorite Things"

from The Sound of Music
when I got nervous.

I don't know it.

And you're glad I don't,
'cause I can't sing.

Wait.

I know one of your
favorite things.

Actually, I know two of 'em.

Ey-o!

- Oh.
- Oh.

Hello.

How are y'all doing?

Hey, Doc.

Uh, a little...
a little nervous.

Well, Bobby, there is progress,

but it's not the pace of
progress that we'd hoped.

While some nonunions can
be treated nonsurgically,

we may need to
look at bone grafts

or internal fixation,
and that means

that we would attach
metal plates and screws

to the outside of the
bone or place a rod...

Jack, worst thing that
ever happened to me

happened today.

Worse than when
Dad shot himself?

Second worst.

An old guy threw shit
at me into my mouth.

I gagged, swallowed some.

Horrifying.

Giggle if you want to...

but the old me
would've hit the guy.

Wham! Today, time slowed down.

Jack, I'm telling you,

the Condamned has
given me access

to some self-connected
Zen awareness

that challenges like
this are normal.

Without challenges, how would
we know we were growing?

Throwing shit's not normal.

Thankfully, it's abnormal.

That's true.

But what I'm saying is that...

Ace, I need your help here.

My brain's on overload, okay?

It's two trains on two tracks.

One track's headed
toward a town called

Let's Get Gully to
Drop the Lawsuit.

And the other one's barreling
towards the city called

What the Hell Am I
Supposed to Do When

a Mysterious Woman Shows
Up Looking to be Impressed?

I need to get both trains
on the same kind of track.

- It's a busy station.
- We need to impress

this corporate
Continuum lady tomorrow.

I know they're
looking at Dystopia,

'cause that's where
we met Brooks.

But we need to out-Gully Gully,

except we can't,

'cause he has the
fireworks and the...

and the... and the razor wire

and the pyrotechnics
and the big arena.

And the DWL's got a dumpy arena
that's fuckin' breakin' down

- faster than we can fix it up!
- Jack.

A dumpy arena doesn't mean shit,

just like shit in your
mouth doesn't mean shit.

I mean, it does
for a few minutes.

You definitely wanna
wash it out vigorously.

But you get me?

The DWL is not the place.

It's the people.

I agree.

But I do not know

how to make that impressive.

You know, I was thinkin',

what-what about each
of the wrestlers

makes them special, you know?

What's... what's
everyone's light?

So we sit 'em down.

We ask 'em each a
question that...

that shows us who they are.

Yeah, on a soul level.

Kinda.

But then what do I do?

Give me that legal pad.

I think I know how
we can do this.

Ace, I'm not gonna
be able to read that.

All right, people, we
are gonna shoot a promo!

We gotta help each other.

Carry each other.

Let's go, people! Let's go!

- It's gonna be a group effort!
- All right.

Game on.

This is higher
than it looks, man.

I got you, brother.

Let's get this done quick.

And just don't look down.

I'm looking up.

All I see is up.
That's the problem.

Everywhere I turn,
it's just sky.

It's not normal, man.

You good?

No, I'm not good.

Let's shoot this before I puke.

Look out below!

Whew, when's the last time
they fumigated this place?

I thought I heard
something move.

Aww.

Oh, it's so beautiful.

It looks great, fellas.

Am I too shiny?

I feel sweaty.

You look perfect.

- Deb, you okay?
- Yeah, no, I just...

you reminded me of
my cousin Sarah.

She was nice, like you.

Okay, okay.

Um...

Tell me when.

Where'd you get the bike?

Connie had it in her garage.

You're still dating Dirty Bird?

I'd call what we're doing
more intermittent intimacy

dictated by her mood

- and my body odor.
- Mm-hmm.

We ready to do this?

I'll just, uh, swing around,

come back up towards you.

You say when.

Okay, then.

I've made a lot of
mistakes here, Bill,

in this place.

We both did. We were young.

I'm not young anymore.

I kept making 'em.

I did too, around the globe.

Lost track of what
was right and wrong

when I was around Tom.

It's easy to get swept up.

I'm not blaming him.

But those mistakes

are startin' to
catch up to me now.

Nothin' catches up
with you, Willie.

Nothin' you can't escape.

Yeah.

I don't think that's
gonna happen this time.

It's never too late to
carve out a new you.

Do you think I
should leave here?

And go where?

Somewhere not here.

Okay.

You know what you're saying?

Always.

Call action.

Okay, guys, don't send me
all the takes you ruined,

just your best takes.

Yeah, my pal here
doesn't got time

to wade through all the crap.

All my takes were
perfect, right, Willie?

If by perfect,
you mean ramblin'.

Yes.

We gotta cut this by tomorrow.

- What time, Jack?
- Uh, our guests should arrive

by 8:00 p.m.

We'll distract her during dinner

if you need to make
last-minute edits.

And we'll slide you a
plate under the door.

Okay, y'all, so the plan is

to make the arena
look spectacular,

host a big family-style
meal right here tomorrow.

So if y'all got favorite dishes
or ideas, come to me now.

We're gonna sort through 'em.

And, hey, not everybody
bring desserts.

We want these people leavin'

with big bellies
and full hearts.

- Deviled eggs.
- Perfect.

- And I can bring a...
- Chicken pot pie.

Hey, how... how do
you turn on AirDrop?

Oh, I got you, Annie.

This is amazing!

Just got better.

Continuum's gonna
be blown away!

- Yeah, you're right.
- It's never looked better.

Certainly never smelled better.

I'm just happy I can finally use

this chocolate
fountain I bought.

I'm gonna dunk my entire
head in that thing.

I hope you all appreciate
the twinkly lights.

I used some old
Christmas decorations.

Oh.

Debbie loves this place.

Deeply.

I didn't know how much

until I started
spending more time here.

She made a balloon
cave over there.

She's callin' it
an arch, just FYI.

- Okay.
- I also called it a cave,

and I was corrected.

It's so when the Continuum
lady comes through the doorway,

the first thing she
sees is the ring.

Look down there, Jack.

Look at what you've given people

by bringing new life to this

and asking people
to share the load.

Purpose.

A place to ply their trade.

Have fun tonight.

Why am I so anxious?

Because you wanna be liked.

We all do.

And we all will.

Thank you for everything.

You're welcome.

♪ Hot damn Put your crown on ♪

Who wants to see a man burn?

When do we need to leave
here to make it to Georgia?

Hmm, 40 minutes ago.

That's not helpful.

Hey, can I get you a drink?

Sure.

Deandre Rutherford.

I know exactly who
you are, Rooster.

Mm-hmm.

Jennifer Lussier.

Oh, well, welcome, Miss Lussier.

Now, thank you for
coming to see us.

Uh, I know this whole thing
may seem a little crazy to you.

But if I may, allow me to,
uh, deconstruct Dystopia.

Now, on the surface, it
may seem like one thing.

Underneath, there's something
far more profound going on.

Dystopia is very popular.

Tell me why.

People respond to us

because we confirm
their deepest fears.

And in that, they are comforted.

We understand them
because we are them.

Now, I see you.

There's no need to pretend here.

I accept the darkest
parts of you.

I mean, there's some darkness
inside of me as well.

I hear that.

Dystopia is a church.

In a fallen world, we
preach the gospel of truth.

No need to pretend otherwise.

This is why they show up.

Our audience doesn't have to
put on a façade of civility.

No fake, shiny face.

No, no, no, no, no.
Humans are brutal.

We all know that.

Now, pro wrestling,
at its heart,

is about survival and spectacle.

One big human drama writ large.

Now, that's what
we tapping into.

Gully and me, we
tell stories of chaos

because anything else
would be selling a lie

and doesn't honor our audience.

Now, we're all mortal.

Dystopia accepts that.

We embrace that.

See, we shock the audience

with deliciousness
of fear and pain.

Joy of victory.

That's what we got goin' on.

Oh, and we, uh,
set people on fire

and throw 'em in the pool.

This guy's a phenom, Jen.

I'm telling you, man, you
gotta get on board now

or you're gonna be
on the sidelines

watchin' it happen,
because it will happen.

Now, listen, let me
tell you something,

Miss Lussier.

I've been all around this
indie-promotion land.

And what this man has built,
of course, with my talent...

All with your talent, Rooster.

All with your talent.

is something that will
only grow and grow.

All right.

All right, well,
you've got the party.

You've got the phenom himself.

But I have to ask...

where's the Condamned
and Crystal Tyler?

The Condamned and Crystal

will both be at the
event next week.

"Harmageddon:
Divided We Stand."

They're sold out, but my
cousin can hook you up.

Yeah, I can hook you up.

All right, we'll have to
make it back for that.

And then you can set me on fire.

We'll set you on
fire right now, Jen.

Uh-uh, not tonight.
Not tonight.

Cheers. Cheers.

- Cheers.
- Bring it back.

Please don't...
don't... don't touch.

She'll be here in 11 minutes,

and y'all can eat whatever
you want then, okay?

Scoot. Shoo-shoo.

I saw Diego cuttin' your promo.

You look great.

Thank you.

You look great now.

What's that, a bathing suit?

It's, like, a crop top.

Looks pretty... pretty cropped.

It's... I'm sorry.

I didn't mean that
in a, you know,

in a flirty way. I...

It's fine. I didn't
take it that way.

Uh, Bobby told me the doctor
gave him some bad news.

Good news is just gonna
be delayed a bit longer.

My life's gonna be about
makin' up for that moment

I broke his leg.

I think I was in love with you.

I didn't know what that was.

And when I saw you two
together at his house,

I just acted out.

Keyed his car.

It was, uh, insane.

Do you think what we
had was real love?

Ace, I think we've all tried
to move on from that moment.

You need to.

I appreciate you
puttin' it that way.

I just...

I just wanted you to know.

Wait, what... what if one of
those tractor-trailer trucks

jackknifed on the interstate?

I watched one happen once.

It's like it's happening
in slow motion.

Probably 'cause
they're so heavy.

I can check Waze and see
if there's a red line.

I'm gonna grab some rum.

There's no problem
a little alcohol

can't lubricate,
medicate, or mediate.

Give me a scream if she arrives.

Nice what Debbie did
with that balloon thing.

Lovely what a little
ingenuity can do.

Did you give Tom money?

It must have been a lot.

You must have been the
one who kept it all goin'.

That's the only
thing I can figure.

How much do we owe you?

No one owes me anything.

Willie said Tom might
have done some things,

financially, some that
might not have been legal.

She must have been
a big part of it.

Willie wasn't a big
part of anything.

Tom had his share of
problems, sure, as we all do.

He was under a lot of pressure.

He did what he did. I
don't know the details.

Whatever it is, it's
in the past now.

No need to put it all
out there after the fact.

It's not after the fact.

It's the current set of
facts in the present.

I'm guessing Tom thought

this was all just gonna
go away when he died,

all the debt and the loose ends.

And maybe he didn't
think about it at all.

But Jack and Ace started it
all up again with no idea,

and there it was,
and now we're here.

No one's gonna buy the DWL

with the amount of debt we have.

We could sell this
place three times over

and still not pay
back what we owe,

not to mention all
the other stuff

goin' on financially.

If I had any money
left to give, Staci,

I'd give it.

I mean that.

All I gots my bag of
tricks and my elbow grease.

Jack doesn't know
about any of it.

I can tell.

I don't know what he'll
do when he finds out.

I don't know what he'll do.

Jack is nothin' like Tom.

I'm not sayin' your
speculation's accurate

about me lending Tom money,

but please, please,

do not tell Jack about
this speculation, or Ace.

I'm just happy to be back here,
buildin' the DWL with y'all.

We're not going to Duffy.

Just call them and have them
email me their presentation.

- Sure.
- Charlie,

call that Condamned guy

and have him come
down here right now.

And make sure that
he wears the outfit.

And the girl, Crystal.

Okay, well, it's probably
past their bedtime,

but I'll see what I can do.

Great.

Now, we're more
than just wrestling.

Jen, do you wanna
come see our giraffe?

You have a giraffe?

This is shaping up

to be a doozy of a day.

Hopes dashed left and right.

Bro, that's so true.

Like, how much time and effort
can we put into something

just to get noticed
and approved by someone

we don't know and never met?

And yet all your
attention and energy

has been put into getting
that approval in order to feel

like you're on the right path.

There's a word for that.

- Tell us.
- Christianity.

Lookin' great, Tina.

I need Crystal down
here right now.

Fuck off.

Hey, I don't like your tone.

I don't like
everything about you.

You like my panache.

Why are you calling me?

I want Crystal down here now.

It's not gonna happen.

Hey, Willie, you know what?

I know you don't respect me,

but you gotta respect the fact

that I know talent and I
know what to do with it.

And just like what
I've done with Rooster,

I wanna do the same for
Crystal, but also for you.

Jack is never gonna
let you write anything,

just like Tom didn't.

He is never gonna let
you be front of house,

just like Tom didn't.

Have you fully
internalized this fact?

Stop it.

Stop what?

Nothing.

How much do you want?

Ah.

We're having a party.

Well, I'm having a party too.

Wow, Willie. Wow.

Wow, what?

What do you mean, "Wow, what?"

Willie, you're not
hanging up on me,

so I am hearing
you loud and clear.

You wanna come work for me.

I don't wanna come work for you.

Okay, then hear this.

My very good friend
Jennifer Lussier

from Continuum Communications
is sitting by my pool

right now with a
mojito in her hand,

and she's asking for
Crystal over and over.

So I wanna ask you a question.

Should I give Jennifer
Lussier another mojito?

Because the one in her hand
right now is almost empty.

But I also know she's
supposed to get up to Duffy

and meet y'all and kick
the tires of the DWL.

So you're gonna have
to help me with this.

You're gonna have to
give me some advice.

Do you think that
I should walk over

and give Jennifer
Lussier another mojito?

Or should I walk over there
and remind her of the time?

Because if she has any plans
at all to get to Duffy tonight

and meet everybody at the DWL,

well, then she better get
on the road right now.

But it's up to you.

What do you think I
should do, Willie?

I'm gonna go give Jen
Lussier another mojito.

Thank you for your
advice, Willie.

Okay, that was Jen
Lussier's assistant

on the phone... it's official.

- She is not comin'.
- Are you serious?

She's gonna stay at
Charlie Gully's party.

- What?
- It is what it is.

Assistant told me
to email the promo

and she'd take a look.

You know, I wanted
to impress her

with all of this in
person, you know,

have her meet the talent

she's gonna be investing
in face-to-face

and show her the
quality of the people

she's gonna be banking on.

Email the damn promo.

As it is written in
the Gospel of Matthew,

"Whoever does not welcome you
nor listen to your message,

"as you leave that
house or city,

shake the dust off your feet."

Our effort is all
we can control,

not the reception
of that effort.

The troops need a speech, Jack.

Yeah. Well, I... I don't...

Yeah.

Screen the promo.

We know what we got.

We know who we are.

Celebrate that.

Continuum don't like it,

fuck Continuum,

continuously!

Come on.

- Diego, my brother, press Play.
- Yo. Got you, brother.

People are always
asking us wrestlers,

"Why does wrestling matter?

"Why are your fans so devoted?

Why do you do what you do?"

Whoo!

My mom worked in
a leather factory.

- Yeah!
- When she came home,

she'd be so tired,
she'd just go lay down.

I'd worry.

One day, I was
watching wrestling,

and she started
laughing and laughing

till tears were in her eyes.

And I thought, "Wrestling
is making my mom,

"the hardest-working, best
woman I ever met, laugh.

"I wanna do that.

I gotta do that."

And when I do, whoo!

It feels like I'm
on top of the world.

- Yeah, buddy.
- Diego.

Oh, the first wrestling
show that I ever saw

with my dad, there were people

just like me in the audience.

And we were all rooting
for the same faces

and against the same heels.

And... and it's like...
like an instant connection.

It was like we were a tribe.

It's got its own language,
and it's got its own rules.

But it's... it's the
most inclusive club

- I've ever been a part of.
- Whoo!

A lot of times,
I go through life

trying to make sure
the things I'm feeling

aren't felt so much,

'cause, uh, feelings
can hurt you.

But when I'm wrestling,

that's when I feel
the most alive,

'cause for once,
I-I'm not trying

to get past the feeling
or lose the feeling

or avoid the feeling.

I'm just feeling great.

- Whoo!
- All right!

Wrestling reminds
me how strong I am.

When I'm in the ring
defending myself,

I'm reminding myself

- it's okay to be me.
- That's right, girl.

It's okay to be
strong and fierce

and fight back if
someone comes after you.

It's okay to kick
a guy in the face

and do a backflip
off the top rope,

if you have a rope handy.

- Yeah.
- Whoo!

There's nothing more
important than wrestling.

Wrestling, when done right,

has the same tectonic impact

of all the great myths.

The great myths remind
us of when we gotta soar

and when we need to
crouch down in the bunker

and fight on for happier times.

They teach about
humility and belonging,

redemption and recovery.

And the balance of
the good life comes

from paying attention
to what's important

so you can move forth
through your life

without strain, balanced,

just like when you ride a bike.

Whoo!

When I come to the
Dome each week,

I know that on Saturday night,

this entire room is
going to be filled

with people who are happy

and together having
fun and entertained.

And I think we
need more of that.

And no one gets hurt.

They just pretend to get hurt,

and then we boo and we clap

and we have a couple beers.

And then we go home.

And then we get up
and do it again.

But I think when...

When I'm in this room

and I... I hear the
music and the cheering

and it's filled with laughter,

that, to me,

it's a little bit what, like...

what I think heaven
might be like.

With less cleanup afterwards.

DWL is a place of
magic and wonder.

It's a place to connect.

A place to find your
second lease on life

and discover your new calling.

The DWL...

Looking good, boss!

Is acceptance and love.

Willie.

The DWL is important
because family is important.

And that's the feeling you
get from our promotion,

the family you were born into

plus the family you
make on your own.

The DWL is important
because in the ring,

not only do heroes
overcome villains,

but heroes can
overcome themselves.

Wrestling reminds us that our
struggles within ourselves

are valid,

and they're worth
fighting to fix.

An internal fight sometimes

between who we are when
we walk into the arena

and who we wanna be
when we walk out.

Because to be in the ring means
to not surrender to anything,

to battle for your beliefs.

And to not be perfect heroes,

but heroes who know what
it's like to be flawed.

Heroes who wanna overcome
their imperfections

and leave misguided drives
and ambitions behind

to help others.

In the uncertainty of life,

we yearn to find meaning.

Why are we here?

When we wonder,
"What's it all for?"

Can we find solace
amidst the insanity?

The world may not
owe us nothin',

but the people in the world do.

And that's the kind of
stories we're trying to tell

in our little corner
of that world.

Stories about how we might live.

When I was a little
boy and I saw my dad

jump off the top rope
and conquer his foes,

I'd imagine being strong
enough to do the same thing,

summon the courage to
face what came my way,

no matter what.

That's what wrestling
can do for a person.

It can give a person
somethin' worth striving for,

the strength to be your best,

even when sometimes
you're at your weakest.

But you gotta be
willing to make a leap.

Building a business is a leap.

Believing you have
something creative

worth sharing with
others is a leap.

Friendship is a leap.

Loyalty is a leap.

Hope is a leap.

Love is a leap.

Every day, the idea
that we can make sense

out of a chaotic world
through crafting a tale

that brings us together in joy,

that's a leap of fellowship
in the midst of a dark world.

We are you.

Joyful, useful, united.

The Duffy Wrestling League.

♪ I've done Some
things I won't forget ♪

That was really well
done, little brother.

It was really well done.

Thank you, Jack.

And everyone.

Yeah, didn't matter
she didn't show up.

Just amps us up more.

What more reason to kick
ass at the big event?

Continuum won't
know what hit 'em.

More pressure to perform.

- I like that.
- Yeah.

- I'm a coiled spring.
- That true?

Mostly.

It was a good night
tonight, Ace, okay?

Wouldn't have it any other way.

I... I love this,

whether we make the
big time or not.

So fuck the big time.

Fuck the big time.

Mm-hmm.

Let's knock it out of the park.

Yeah.

♪ Let's start a fire ♪

♪ Let's pull this trigger ♪

♪ 'Cause all these bruises ♪

♪ Make our skin thicker ♪

- Hey.
- Thank you.

I got 'em. I'm headed that way.

Oh, thanks.

Sure.

It was a great video.

Yeah, it was.

Really is a special
group, isn't it?

It is.

♪ It's who we are ♪

♪ It's what we're made of ♪

♪ It's who we are ♪

Well, it's official.

Thomas is gonna
sleep in his clothes.

Little dude's passed out
like I chloroformed him.

I can't remember the last
time he stayed up this late.

Gin and tonic?

Lettin' your hair
down, Mrs. Spade?

Tonight was a great night.

It wasn't the outcome
I was expecting,

but I'm not gonna be
despondent about it.

That promo reminded me
what makes us special.

And I am damn proud of that.

Ace did a great job.

So did you.

Everybody did.

Debbie's leap. Willie.

And Diego.

Your jump was perfect.

Take you to bed right now,

let you jump on me like that.

I'd take that bump.

Are you upset that
she blew us off?

No.

No, I'm not thinking
about Jen Lussier.

So somethin' I said?

Somethin' I did?

Come on, tell me.

I didn't wanna talk about it.

It was such a beautiful night.

Well, the night's over.

Let's talk.

There's a lot of
stuff in those boxes,

the ones from the basement.

My dad wasn't always
very good with money.

There's other stuff.

Stuff with bankruptcies, loans,

promissory notes.

Weird stuff.

Like what?

Mm...

Shady stuff.

Deliberately shady.

Consequential if discovered.

Bribing a county tax
assessor is just the tip.

I think your dad did stuff

that could make everything
that we've rebuilt

all get destroyed,

and I have no idea
what to do about it.

I hate him.