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[Connerty] Previously
on Billions...

[Senior] The fuck
is this all about?

Site's closed.
Security reasons.

This is what
it's about, Dad.

[T.] Head of the Board of
Elections is deciding

whether to allow
blockchain technology--

voting from
mobile phones.

Chuck, welcome.

I thought this was
to be our meeting--

The DOJ has grave concerns
about mobile voting--

Uh. You mean
Jock Jeffcoat does.

[woman] Sanford Bensinger
is on the phone.

Sandy.

The NFL
is turning you down.

Sports franchises are how we
knight people in this country.

And you're not royalty.

They were finally fed up
with your legal troubles--

Thank you for
the firefighter prompt.

I'm happy it was useful.

I need you to track down

some old session notes.

All my files for Taylor Mason.

You're not here to ask me to
speak at a conference, are you?

There have been
accusations of malpractice.

Dr. Rhoades, your medical
license is under review.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

You can't
allow it to happen.

You can't let them
strip me of my license.

The Medical Board is not
under my jurisdiction.

What you're asking--

Is something you can do.

Make them drop
the inquest?

If I can pull it off,
it'll be nearly impossible.

And if it goes sideways,
I'm--

You wanted to know
what you could do

to make things better
between us.

This is it.

So, I do this thing,

and then what,
we're all the way back?

Is that the promise?

I can promise
you this:

bargaining never
won a woman back.

But selfless
acts have.

I don't need Chuck
Rhoades the lawyer.

Or the husband.
Or the power bottom.

I need Chuck Rhoades
the killer.

You've judged me
for being that,

criticized me,
reviled me--

but now, when it's
on your behalf--

you're willing to
call upon it.

To let it out.
Mm-hmm.

Well, you have to want
the whole package, Wendy.

As I do with you.

Or what the devil
are we?

Right now I don't--
I don't know what I am.

I state that freely
and without pride.

But you are a killer.

You--You kill for
yourself all the time.

So go kill for me.

I'm giving you license
to use the part of yourself

that makes you feel
most alive.

Because it serves you.

I've done wrong.

Turned myself into that which
I swore I would never be.

I had to.
And, uh...

It worked.

And yes, I--I learned something
about myself that is unpleasant.

But now I need to
turn myself back into

who I'm supposed to be--
if that's even possible.

But I can't do that
if I'm not a doctor.

So, help me, Chuck,
or I'm fucking lost.

Don't fuck with the
State Medical Board, Chuck.

You're still consolidating your
power. Extending your reach.

If you try to manipulate
the board and fail--

it'll be the one scandal
too many,

and too early,
that ends your career.

So, instead,
prepare a defense for Wendy.

Let the hearing happen.
Win it.

That's the smart approach.

Well. This isn't about
the smart move.

It's about what
my father would call:

"The future of my dynasty."

The marriage.

I can't keep
shuffling along

with muttered apologies
and half measures.

I need to
change the paradigm.

A big move.

Get back to zero.

If I know my man, you have
a big move at the ready.

I know a former
State Board member

who's acquainted
with every crevice

and loophole of their
disciplinary procedures.

Why didn't you
start there?

Because
I put him in prison.

♪ Merle Haggard's
"Sing Me Back Home" ♪

[indistinct conversations]

♪♪♪

♪ The warden led a prisoner ♪

♪ Down the hallway to his doom ♪

♪ And I stood up ♪
[door buzzes]

♪ To say goodbye
like all the rest ♪

♪♪♪

♪ And I heard him
tell the warden ♪

♪ Just before
he reached my cell ♪

♪ "Let my guitar-playing
friend" ♪

♪ "Do my request" ♪

♪ Let him sing me back home ♪

♪ With a song I used to hear ♪

♪ Sing me back home
before I die ♪

[door closes]

You'd think after
so much time in this place,

I'd be happy
to see anyone.

Oh. I don't fool myself that
I bring any measure of joy

to most with whom
I daily interact.

That's the prosecutor's curse.
[chuckles]

Like a dentist without
the laughing gas.

Do know what we called dentists
in medical school?

"Little brains."
Like in Defending Your Life.

The lawyers, we called
"little hearts."

Which I now know gave them
too much credit.

Your compatriots in here

must love the Albert Brooks
references.

Oh. You'd be surprised.
I'm useful to them,

tend to them
when they get ill,

tell them how to get into the
infirmary and off work detail,

teach 'em what to say to get
the drugs they want there.

So they pretty much
follow along,

or try to, no matter what
I'm talking about.

Perhaps I can be
useful to you.

That's why
I came here today.

No. You came because
there must be

some way you believe
I can be of use to you.

And there's something you think
that I need in trade.

But that didn't work out so well
for me last time.

That's one way to see it.
[chuckles]

The other is that
the eleven million dollars did,

as promised,
stay in your bank account.

So that your wife and kids
are well taken care of.

Well, that brought me more peace
before she divorced me.

And when she was still
letting the kids visit me.

Sorry to hear that.

But I know that you don't
want my sympathy.

Thankfully, I may be able to
offer you more than that--

if you can offer
some cooperation.

A close acquaintance--
a medical doctor--

like you were
and perhaps might be again--

is facing
disciplinary proceedings.

She needs help shutting them
down before she has to appear.

You want me to be
your Hannibal Lecter.

I need pressure points
on committee members.

So I can press 'em.

Well. Like Dr. Lecter, I can put
practicality above vengeance.

So, sure, Chuck,
we can negotiate.

Get me out of here.
Get me free.

So I can remind my children
of who I really am.

And then I'll help.

That I cannot do.

I am no longer
US Attorney.

But I do sit a powerful throne,
attended by powerful friends.

So I will work, tirelessly,
to make it so, over time.

Yeah. I don't see how
I can trust you on that.

Again, I did let you keep
the eleven million.

It was never mine.

And I would gladly give it back
to be freed of all of this.

So...

No.

If I'm your best bet,
it seems all you can do

is go home
and make your wife miserable.

As I have mine.

Yeah.
Don't be surprised.

There's at least one old
colleague on the outside

I still correspond with.

Positively
Lecter-like.

[chuckles]

♪ dramatic music ♪

If I hear you call
anyone on the Board,

try to make this
harder for her,

your wife--ex--
whatever--

will be prosecuted for
ill gotten gains

on that eleven million

and your kids will end up living
in a fucking housing project.

♪♪♪

Do we understand each other,
Clarice?

♪♪♪

[door opens]

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Seen better days.

It will again,
once I do my magic.

First thing: "fire every one of
these cocksuckers."

Hoffa.

"You're gonna can
a lot of people,

make sure you do it
on the first day.

That way, the ones that are left
don't feel insecure, you see.

What they feel
is grateful."

That's a sad view
of how people tick.

But true. So when we walk
into that boardroom--

I can't fire them.

I have to show stability
in the Street.

Especially since I'm making
so many changes to the business.

I'll run you through
all the numbers

before tomorrow's
board meeting.

[Taylor] Tomorrow is
Rebecca Cantu's first day

as CEO of Saler's.

I want it to be
a bad one for her--

Which will ruin Bobby Axelrod's
fucking day too.

I want her to think
the board is hers,

then find out
it's really mine.

We've met with three of the
largest individual stakeholders

and accumulated a position,
but not enough to be a threat.

After all the shares Axe
and Cantu bought up,

there's not much left
out there we can get

without causing the price
to skyrocket.

But there is
a white whale out there--

Saler's biggest debtholder--

and you haven't put his blubber
within reach.

You're talking about
Sanford Bensinger,

Mr. Giving Oath,
the "American Champion."

I am.

Good.
Grab your harpoon.

You got the meeting
with Bensinger?

I'm taking his son, Landry,
to breakfast.

He'll get us the meeting.

Tomorrow morning?

Tonight. And you're
coming with, Taylor.

[indistinct conversations]

No work allowed
on site.

Does it look like I'm here
to rivet the girders?

Family business.

[Senior] I'm getting
starved out.

If we don't
resume work here soon,

the--the--the loans
are gonna crush me

like a steel worker
in a hydraulic press.

What would you
have me do?

Prostrate myself
before Jock and Connerty?

Hell no!
Find a way to hurt them back.

Get them into the same kind of
vise that they have us in.

And then crank the handle
so hard they beg you to relent.

And they relent
in return.

I need men
and trucks in here.

Hoh man, did the wind
just change?

[sniffs]

What in God's name
is that smell? It's brutal...

It's the fucking
porta potties!

I need them
carted out of here.

Whatever it is
construction workers consume,

their night soil is not
fit for breathing.

I've taken to putting Vicks
under my nose

to mask the stench.

Ah.

Dad...

where does it
normally go?

The shit?

Yeah.

Fuck if I know.
It gets trucked out of here.

I don't know
where it ends up.

♪ dramatic music ♪

Where are you going?

To crank.

So they beg.

[door opens]

[birds chirping]

Hoses.

Long, industrial hoses,
called cakasuckas on job sites,

extract the waste
from the portajohns

into specially treated
sanitation trucks.

Goes into
the city sewage system

where it is dehydrated into
a solid and compressed...

Yeah, yeah, and eventually
it all winds up in a landfill.

Far, far away
from New York.

Via the way of
John Henry's hammer.

A long cross-country
train ride.

To here.

Karl, we're about to
redraw the route

for this foul piece
of transport.

Thank you.

You can go.

No.

I get to watch.

[indistinct conversations]

[sighs]

How was it?

Go.

You're right.

Sometimes words can't speak
what we both know.

There's this site,
Beautiful Agony,

that is all about
the O face,

and looking at you right now
I can sense--

You are like an over-caffeinated
serial killer.

Go!

We should talk about what
happened in the meditation room.

I hit you in the face.

You held me.

We bonded.

We should bond
some more.

Drinks, after work tonight,
just the two of us.

I usually only go out with
people who have one wife.

There was vibe.
I don't mistake vibe.

You got a stiffie because
your head was between my tits.

That's not vibe.

It is where I come from.

Where's that, 1954?

It's happening again.

[groans]

The droogs are starting to
fall all over themselves,

fall over me.

I have noticed a certain

increased level of interest
on the floor.

Since I mentioned getting
"railed" at my birthday.

I see it--the way Spyros
brings you that cortado

every day at 11,
lingers by your desk...

At least chatty Lurch
makes good fucking coffee.

But today
it was Dollar Bill.

And that's different.

You want to know
the best way to blow him off

without fucking up
the workplace?

More like: the best way
to do the thing

without fucking up
the workplace.

Are you thinking of him as
a love partner or a sex partner?

When you put it that way,
I'm thinking about yakking--

[door opens]

I'm feeling a bit
fucked...over.

And a little afraid
of what I might do.

I like the way you're
owning that, Ben Kim.

But I am in session.

Bonnie should hear this.
It concerns her, too.

I've just learned Axe Cap
maintains a fund for employees.

[Bonnie] Yeah, that's why
we fucking work here.

To get our money
invested here

and beat everyone
else's returns.

No, a separate, elite fund
called Flagship.

Where returns are,
apparently,

three times greater
than the main fund.

But only "key employees"
are in it.

[Ben Kim] I'm a PM...
and I'm not.

Wendy,
are you in it?

I haven't heard anyone
mention Flagship in years.

I think Axe liquidated
funds like that

when he ran into
his legal troubles.

So I should let go
of this anger?

Or hold onto it for the day
and see where it takes you.

I'll let it go.

Thanks, Wendy.

You didn't
answer his question.

I think I did.

[door closes]
Not fully.

Not the part about whether
you were invested in Flagship.

Didn't I?
Huh.

How 'bout yours?
Did I answer those?

Yeah. I know just what I need to
do with Dollar Bill now.

[indistinct conversations]

♪ dramatic music ♪

We're on, buddy.

♪♪♪

Vibe.

I fuckin' knew it.

Name the place.

How about, "I Thought
You Were a Real Man,

So You Fuckin' Name It."

[chuckles]

[rock music playing
over speakers]

You got room
for improvement.

Not much.

[chuckles]

[axes thudding]

I am kicking ass
and taking names.

Only I ran out of names,

so now it's just
ass-kicking all the time.

[both laugh]
Join the club.

Is it an exclusive one?

You know it.

Because I like entrée.

[laughs]

There's another exclusive club
I'd like to be in--

the Flagship Fund.

How the fuck do you know
about Flagship?

First rule of Flagship is
you don't talk about Flagship.

You should know it was
talked about to me.

Someone influential
was whispering

that it might be
on my horizon.

Huh.

Yeah, I could
see that for you.

If you keep it up--

[chuckles]
What are the odds of me not?

Just saying--
it is a big deal though.

You gotta be like Eric Roberts
and Chris Penn--

Best of the Best.

So you're in?

Fuck yeah,
ever since I...uh...

showed Axe how I always
manage to come through.

Alongside
Axe and Wags...

And Wendy, yeah.

And the rewards
are substantial?

Big enough to afford
two families,

with two sets of kids,
all with straight teeth.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

How, with your vast knowledge
of NYC nightlife,

did you settle
on this place?

It'll make more sense
to you soon.

♪♪♪

Never mention his dad.

Never mention business.

Unless you get him to.

Then how am I gonna--

By being yourself.

Wow.

This place.

The colors.

Throwback.

I've never
been here before.

Taylor picked it.

You did, huh?

Yeah. I dig the ironic
camp of the place.

Nope. I saw your face
when you walked in.

You weren't smiling
ironically.

You were taken with it.
As I am.

It makes me
get back in touch

with the child-like
part of myself.

Not childish.
Child-like.

[Taylor] I embrace
that part of me.

It's the most creative,
most engaged part,

the part that continues to push
the rest of me to grow.

Yeah. Yes.
That's right.

What's more evocative
than the smell

of your favorite cereal
from when you were a kid.

I don't know why I said
that ironic thing.

Because you are human,

and we are here in this city,
at this time.

You were worried
you gave yourself away.

Don't worry. You did.
And it was great to see.

What was your flavor?

Honey Smacks.

When I was a kid, I only got to
eat cereal once a week.

My father wanted me to have
better habits than he did.

I still feel a little guilty
when I eat it.

But I love it.

And this place.

You nailed me, Taylor.
That was impressive.

[Lauren] Get to know
each other.

Taylor, I'll circle back.

Frosted Flakes for me.

Grrreeeeat!
[chuckles]

♪ dramatic music ♪

[siren wailing]

Lauren, you were right.

I'll set up the meeting.

[Landry] No guarantees
beyond that.

My father sees things I don't,
which is why he is who he is.

But I feel comfortable
getting you in the room.

That was a big
fucking risk you took,

going off book like that
without telling me.

Nah.
I knew you'd crush it.

It was fun as hell watching you
think on the fly like that.

You just come alive
to the challenge.

And then seeing him
have that feeling of

someone recognizing
who he really was.

You picked up on
all that, huh?

Think I like knowing
you're watching that closely.

So, nah, that wasn't
a risk at all.

But this--this is.

♪ soft music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[elevator dings]

We broke
some rules here.

Must be why
it was so much fun.

For the record
I kissed you first.

But maybe we don't mention this
to Sara either way--

Don't mention what to me?

Lauren's got some moves

that don't include
shots and nightclubs.

She landed us
the Bensinger meeting

in a very
child-friendly way.

Nice. Good to know.

Yeah, but keep it low,
I don't want to ruin my rep.

♪ dramatic music ♪

[Jock] State Attorney General
Rhoades,

what causes you to
darken my doorstep?

Like Moses giving
Pharaoh a chance

before the plagues were visited
upon Egypt, I come to--

When heathens quoth from
the book of the Good, I recoil.

Still.
Heed my word.

Don't make
Pharaoh's mistake.

[sighs]

You want me to
remove the blockade.

And if I don't, what?

Pestilence? Locusts?

You will be visited by
horrors of that scope.

Yes.
As will your family.

Since you have
encumbered mine.

So. Simply free my father
from the bonds--

Well, first: if the Almighty is
speaking through one of us,

I can assure you,
it's me.

Because I kneel before him.

On the daily.
Hmm.

Second: He's the only one
I get on my knees for.

Or ever will.

I don't ask for
your bended knee.

Only that you take it
off my father's neck.

You put your pappy
in this position, Chuck,

when you stood against me.

And now
he pays the price.

How dare you fucking
come down here

from that cesspool of a city
to threaten me.

I can even smell it on ya
a little--

Oh, you think you can smell
all that on me now?

'S right.
Putrefying my pristine air.

As do your perversions
of scripture.

[train whistle blowing]

That is the 12:02.

That is your cue
to vamoose.

Now, you best
get on out of here.

You're right.

Scent of Southern magnolias
surrounds you here.

[sniffs]
Mmm!

Positively
redolent of 'em.

♪ dramatic music ♪

[breathes deeply]

[indistinct conversations]

Alright everybody,
let's do this.

I'm going to need to withdraw
from the board.

Me, too.

The fuck?
How come?

We sold our shares.
Deal just came through.

Nice premium,
couldn't pass it up.

You bailed on me without even
hearing my plan.

Who'd you sell to?

I'd prefer not to say--

Oh, I'm gonna
find out anyway.

And when I do,
I'm gonna turn my focus

from this business, onto each
of your personal holdings.

And think about just how
I can take them to zero.

I'm gonna run you down
into the dirt.

And I'm gonna smile like
the Joker while I do it.

Taylor Mason.

[board member 2] Mason's meeting
with Sanford Bensinger,

they're going to
have control.

Resignations
fucking accepted.

This meeting is postponed until
the board is reconstituted.

With the amount of convertible
debt Bensinger controls,

he's our largest creditor.

He can convert it into enough
shares to dwarf our position.

Then we'll get diluted
and our voting power shrinks.

If he backs Taylor
they can run the company

right from underneath me.
Or fire me.

Kind of move he's made
many fucking times.

You know him?

Well. Maybe we can go
sue for peace. Work him.

I do know him.

But the kind of peace
that he'll grant

is the type that has
my head on a pike.

You have a remarkable
way with people.

Thank you.

But believe me,
we can't work this guy.

No, it's time
to punish him.

[button clicks]

[rock music playing
over speakers]

[woman] Okay, everybody, take
a nice, big, deep breath in.

Roll your shoulders
all the way up and back.

We got the final
stretch of class.

It's never coast,
never quit.

I need everything you got
all the way until the end.

In three, two, let's go!

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

That's five, four,
three, two, one!

Done!

[music ends]

-Yeah!
-Whoo!

[laughs]

[indistinct conversations]

[breathing heavily]

Dr. Gus.

Yeah.

G-man can pedal!

Thought I had you.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Now, how often do you say
that...and turn out to be wrong?

Next time,
I'll want it more.

It's not enough
to want it more.

I need to want it most?

[laughs]
No.

You need to sharpen your odachi
and slice a hole in the universe

between you
and where you're going.

And if you don't
cut down everyone

and everything
that gets in your way,

then they will return
and they will cut you to shreds

and then they will cover
those shreds in bukkake.

[exhales heavily]

♪ dramatic music ♪

[Dr. Gus] Whoo!

[exhales sharply]

[Chuck] These mayors...

We need easements on
their rail corridors.

So they need to be
put to a decision:

the sweet smell
of honeysuckle.

Or the other.

Warm 'em up and invite
each of 'em to a phone call

upon which we give 'em
what they need.

And threaten 'em
if they don't take it.

Headlocking a bunch of
backwoods mayors, sounds grand.

[Chuck] Mm.
Pizza or Thai?

I too have a dinner
to attend.

Bon appétit.

Happy birthday, Kevin.

Thanks, Grandpa.

It's a fucking slinky.

Now leave us alone
and make some fun out of that

with your hands
and some hardwood stairs, huh?

If he's still playing with it
tomorrow,

put all of your energies
into the girl.

I have energies enough for
all the people I love.

Do you?
Because I haven't heard anything

about a matter of
great personal importance.

I might, in fact,
say the same thing.

[laughing] Well...

I always thought you two,
coming together,

united in a common cause
would be a good thing but--

But nothing.

Which is what I gather you're
delivering for each of us.

[clears throat]
I assure you

I am laboring on
both of your causes.

Save your assurance

for those not so well versed
in your bullshit.

[Wendy]
Normally, I'd be aghast

at a father speaking to
his son that way,

but I know the motivational
power you hold over him.

Sure, on the inside he may be
saying: "Fuck the old man."

Screaming it.

[Wendy] But he always
comes through.

The need for your love.

The shame
in not delivering...

And, like a country doctor

with an outbreak across
the shire to deal with,

I'm gonna get back
to fucking work.

♪ Grateful Dead's
"Casey Jones" ♪

♪ Driving that train ♪

♪ High on cocaine ♪

♪ Casey Jones, you better
watch your speed ♪

♪ Trouble ahead ♪

♪ Trouble behind ♪

♪ And you know that notion
just crossed my mind ♪

♪♪♪

♪ This old engine
makes it on time ♪

♪ Leaves Central Station
'bout a quarter to nine ♪

♪ Hits River Junction
at seventeen two ♪

♪ At a quarter to ten you know
it's travelin' again ♪

♪ Driving that train ♪

♪ High on cocaine ♪

♪ Casey Jones, you better
watch your speed ♪

Hall said a Chinese consortium
is in town

to buy
the Chrysler Building.

Which is why
Bensinger is in town.

So he's not just here to fuck
with me on Rebecca's company?

He wants to keep it
out of Chinese hands.

[Wags] He's planning to
purchase it preemptively.

Part of his little campaign
to preserve the nation.

Sure. And he'll do it
without fanfare, too.

That's what
he'll say anyway.

That he wants
no recognition for it.

But somehow,
he'll get it.

Or maybe he won't,
huh?

Yeah.

The Flagship Fund
is "choice."

And we should demand
our inclusion.

Wendy misled me?

That's how I knew
what was going on.

Maybe it's not my time.

Maybe if I wait
and keep my head down,

I'll be rewarded
down the line.

Said every
factory worker ever

before watching his job
disappear,

then going home
to beat his wife.

Tell me you're just fine
with this caste system.

Jesus. I don't think that's
an okay thing to say.

Trying to make you angry enough
to fucking do something.

You good being salarymen
in this place?

I bust my ass.
I want my due.

Yeah, seems right.

We're in.

♪ up-tempo music ♪

♪♪♪

A lot of physical force goes
into pulling a shot of espresso,

and sometimes the torque
of said pull,

leads to a follow-through arc
where one's hand could

accidentally graze
the outer contours

of a receptionist's
mammary.

Whatever the fuck that is about,
take it to your grave.

You're not in trouble.
At this moment.

In fact, you are
urgently needed.

How may I be of service,
fair maiden?

Leadership.

To take our demands
to Axe.

You have his ear.

My words do
traverse that regal canal

like a vaporetto gliding
to the Piazza San Marco.

Yes,
you are our man.

♪ dramatic music ♪

You know how many people
jumped from those buildings

to their deaths
on Black Tuesday?

Not a one.

But people were so
upset with the banks,

they wanted to believe.

What will the future
believe about

people who partnered
with Bobby Axelrod?

I think you know
he's not my partner.

Quite the opposite.

But if you support
the Saler's board

under Rebecca Cantu,
you are supporting him.

My son said
you had a direct

and incisive way
of looking at things.

I've cultivated that
within myself.

And your son is
a complete person.

Not easy to achieve in a child
raised with billions.

A credit to you both.

Let's say I didn't want
to support Axe.

Let's say I wanted
to pay him back

in trouble and pain
for the high crimes

and misdemeanors
he's committed against me.

Then support me.

Convert your debt into shares
and back me with them.

I'm coming out shooting.
So's he.

When we tally up the bodies,
it'll be a long ledger.

But if you don't want it
to include Saler's,

as I believe you don't,
because of your status,

I'm your best
and only choice.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

[Tuk] Why is he
our man?

Because of what they thought
about Rambo--

He's got PTSD and he's going to
tear apart the entire office?

No, they thought
he was expendable.

If he gets cut down
it's only him we've lost.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[Axe] Spyros.

I don't like it
when you come in here.

Especially don't like it
when you're smiling.

I smile
the people's smile.

For I am here, not in my
capacity as your grand vizier,

but to bring
their demands unto you.

Demands?

One demand really.

The Fundo De Flagship.

What about it?

That's a hands-off
situation.

Access for all
Axe Cappers.

And everyone out there

is on board with
this campaign of yours?

I know: "This is too much power
for one man to have."

But I gots it.

Spyros. Most who are first
pay the price.

Very few exceptions:
Maybe Vaclav Havel?

Lech Walesa?

The tightrope guy?

The Flying--

No, you simp.

Write down those names
and look 'em up later.

I feel they could've
pulled this off.

You can't.

Now,
had you come up here

and asked me the path
to the Flagship Fund,

I would have told you...
you are compliance,

you don't make enough,
and you are never getting in.

Though the others could have
worked their way in.

But since you rolled heavy,
no one is getting in ever again.

There is no
Flagship Fund.

[Axe] It's a thing
of the past.

Fucking dissolved.

Everyone can eat
what they kill.

And they can invest
in the main fund,

side by side
with our clients.

Now get out of here before
I don't even let you do that.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

[horns honking]

Is buying this building
so the Chinese can't

part of
a nationalistic impulse?

Don't forget you're not
a reporter at the moment--

you're my ghostwriter.

My WW Beauchamp.

I still have to
ask the questions,

to get to your mindset.

The question shouldn't deal with
nastiness like nationalism.

Some things should remain
American owned.

Our greatest buildings
among them.

Which is why
I'm buying this one.

And why the book is gonna be
called "American Champion."

You get all that?

Yes, sir.
Great.

Pleasure doing business
with you, Gary.

Enjoy Montana.

Sanford, I'm sorry
I wasted you a trip.

But--
Well, this is awkward.

He sold to
the higher bidder.

You just made
a world class mistake.

The fact is,
we overpaid.

I didn't catch your--

Why do you give a darn,
Sandy?

Your priority was to keep this
building in American hands.

And that's where
it is.

[door opens]
Who the hell was that?

That was Michael Wagner--
Bobby Axelrod's COO.

Want to give it some context,
for you to overcome in the book?

Turn that
goddamn thing off.

♪ dramatic music ♪

[Allerd] Time to stop
the motor of the world.

♪♪♪

Yes, Inspector, this looks like
a bona fide health risk.

I don't know what color
you'd call that sludge

coming out the sides
of those boxcars

[Chuck] but you need to
stop this thing. Now.

There's a biohazard sign
on the side, sir...

but something's leaking.

Best send a HAZMAT team.
Immediately...

Yes, I can give you
the exact location...

♪♪♪

[brakes squealing]

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[groans]

♪♪♪

Bless us, O Lord,
and these, Thy gifts,

which we are about to receive
from Thy bounty.

Through Christ,
our Lord. Amen.

Amen.

[birds chirping]

Jock? My nose is picking up
an odor that is rather off...

Oh. What is that?

A goddamned plague...

I--I feel as though
I might...

Oh, lord...

Oh, Jesus.

That fucking train
is from New York City,

courtesy of Rhoades.

You were supposed to
have your arms around him.

I do. NYPD is still
at the building site.

Well,
it hasn't stopped him

from deploying bio-weapons
against me!

[Jock] Maybe you're so used
to the foul and fetid

[Jock] up there in New York City
that it doesn't faze you.

But I consider it
a fucking war crime!

Yes, General.

We need to slice
a hole in the universe,

cut down everyone
and everything in our way,

or they will return to
cut us into shreds and...

do some fucked up stuff
to those shreds.

I don't care about waiting for
biothreat testing to come back

or your investigation--
move that fucking train

or I start
investigating you!

[receiver slams]

[sighs]

Don't strain your neck
like that.

Liable to pull a muscle.

Breathe, you know?

Later.

If I don't get that shit train
out of there,

I'm gonna have a first class
ticket on it. Any ideas?

[Sacker] Tighten things up
at the construction site.

Start looking
for violations.

And suffocate 'em
with fines...

Or skip the JV shit
and let's just take 'em.

For bribing Biancarosa

and everything else
we got on the wire.

I can't engage with
marginal junk. Not now.

What I need is
the Brass Brazilians.

I'll go see what
I can come up with.

[sighs]

Kornbluth called.
He wouldn't talk.

He's protecting his sinecure
with Bensinger.

One thing I did
yank out of him:

Bensinger had a good meeting
with Taylor.

With Bensinger behind Taylor,
I am boxed in.

'Fucked' is the word.

I'm fucked.
I know.

Why hasn't the Chrysler move
gotten him in here yet?

What else can we do?

Give it time to work.

For the salt to settle
in the wound.

To grind on
his sense of self...

What the hell?

I thought I ended this.

Mm. Can you do that,
appropriate the glove?

[Wags] They just did.

You get back to your
stations right now!

♪ dramatic music ♪

Shall I line 'em all up
Paths of Glory style

and give 'em what
they're asking for?

Mass firing? No--what more of
a distraction do we need?...

♪♪♪

Oh, shit.

Wendy!

♪♪♪

[door opens]

Something about this whole
Sandinista revolt thing

isn't clear to me.

[door closes]

Where did it
all start?

♪ up-tempo music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

You were the one who went to
Wendy about the Flagship Fund.

Where'd you find out
about it?

I shouldn't answer, I should
hold strong for my source.

♪♪♪

Damnit...

Really...?

Tuk, who fed you?

Oh, God, it was Danzig.

He was going to write you
an email asking in.

[Tuk] He asked me to review it
before he hit send.

He didn't hit send.

So many angry words.

So many other words
misspelled.

So. How'd the Flagship
come to you--

rumor of the old days
or fresh information? Hmm?

Or did your seat neighbor
spill?

Hey!
I kept my mouth shut...

Except when I fucked up
and told Bonnie.

I first heard it
from Ben Kim.

The circle closes.

And tightens.

Which leaves
our source as...

[buzzer]

Glad you landed
back on your feet.

Hope they're taking care
of you.

You in the Flagship yet?

This whole thing
was a psy-op

to ruin our morale
and our productivity--

Worked pretty damn well--

And you all fucking bit.

But this is not
a union shop.

[Axe] There's no limit to
what you can earn here.

So take responsibility and get
back on it right fucking now.

And you...

Shit, Axe,
I got fucking used.

I don't deserve to
be in the Flagship.

I don't deserve to
work here at all.

No, no, no.

You stay here, you stay alive
and you suffer.

I'll deal with you later.

♪ dramatic music ♪

You're gonna wish your way out
was so easy.

♪♪♪

Matter of time now.

What? Before Connerty finds out
about my jail visit? Yep.

Should be enough to break the
blockade on your father's site.

Mm.
But it was a gamble

putting Wendy's thing in play
in your fight.

You play the pass line,
you can only win small.

Not the game I'm in.

But I've gotta find out
what Jock wants,

what matters most to him.

You wanted something,
I have something.

Visitor log.

From the federal prison

where a certain doctor
is serving his time.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[elevator dings]

♪♪♪

Right this way.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

That only took a little
longer than I thought.

For me to figure out you bought
that building to fuck with me?

No. For your ego to rise up
and make this all about

you not being the one to
save it--American Champion.

Guess it takes a narcissistic
egomaniac to know one.

[chuckles]
Fair enough.

What now?

You flip it to
a Chinese national company

at a steep profit just to
rub it in my face?

Actually, no.

But you can if you want.

Because
I'm selling it to you.

At my cost.

Well that pitch had some break
on it I didn't pick up.

Well, I knew you'd be leaning
into the fastball

of me selling off
a chunk of Americana,

so I had to come
with the hook.

And I'll let you
take all the credit

for protecting
our national heritage

and give you that
last chapter of your book.

This is about
Saler's then.

Yes. It is.
And trying to persuade you

not to side with Taylor Mason
against Rebecca Cantu.

The Saler's chain is bigger than
your personal feuds, Axelrod.

Indeed it is.

Which is why I had to
get you here.

You two haven't met.

We know one another
by reputation.

And yours is a very good one,
Ms. Cantu.

Rebecca has the best vision
for this company.

So I'm gonna turn this
over to her.

It's her project,
her passion...

And my chance to take something
that mattered to me

and make it matter again.

Why?

You know this even better
than I do, Sanford.

But legacy
is important.

So I want this now,
today,

as a businesswoman,
for my legacy--

so I can say I did
what others couldn't.

But I also want it for the
little girl that I once was.

And publicly I say that girl
was allowed to dream

by looking at the catalog,
but you know the truth:

My parents--My parents couldn't
afford to buy me anything.

And I promised that one day
I would buy it for myself.

So now I want
to own it all.

That kind of personal stake
can be very risky--

But I'm not
a child anymore.

And when you read my plan,

you will see a clear
march forward

to massive profitability.

And the ice cream fountains?
I'm keeping them.

Alongside
an artisanal coffee bar.

Because coffee
is good business

[Rebecca] and addictive
and we'll sell enough of it

to float the entire
fucking enterprise.

And ice cream
is delicious

and it's the perfect reward
for everything.

But ice cream,
at a fountain--

[exhales sharply]

I mean, that makes you feel free
and young, like--

An American.

You want Saler's
to be America.

That's right.

And, wait,
there's more:

I'm stepping off
the board.

You two should work
closely on this,

and I don't need
to be in the way--

Bobby--

Sanford can take my place
on the board.

It's a net PR win
for everyone.

No.

The company needs Sanford.
For sure.

But I need you there
helping me steer this.

You've already protected it
like a pit bull

in this opening salvo.

If I hadn't seen it,
I wouldn't have believed it.

Bobby Axelrod actually gives
a goddamn--enough to walk away.

And you actually giving enough
of a goddamn about him

to risk me walking away.

[Bensinger] That's the kind of
strength and loyalty

[Bensinger] great brands
are built on.

I want that at the heart
of this company.

And I want the wattage in
your combined brain pan too.

Okay,
keep your board seat.

I'm not going with
Taylor Mason.

I share your vision.

But what really sold me is
the two of you. Together.

Ms. Cantu, if you can
make this fallen man

part of something good,

you can make us all
part of something great.

♪ dramatic music ♪

[door opens]

[door closes]

♪♪♪

I'm gonna need you to tell me
what Chuck Rhoades wanted.

And I need to know now...

♪♪♪

[indistinct conversations]

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Now I know what this is
really all about...

I missed it at first,
but now I see.

See what?

That sure, this is a psy-op,
like I said.

That it was about
the Flagship Fund.

But it's more than that.

This is a move.

On you.

Is that right?
Yeah.

That's what all this was,

on top of sowing
general chaos in here

and distracting me
from the billionaire

that I was tangling with:

this is Taylor
poaching you--

I see how they all
look to you out there--

and Taylor must have
figured it out too.

They're going to reach out
to you, come at you...

♪♪♪

Or did they already?

It's possible.

♪♪♪

When you take that
meeting with Taylor,

you tell them that you are
staying at Axe Capital.

Because Axe values you.

So much so, in fact, that
he's reopened the Flagship Fund

under a different name
and put you in it.

Which I just did.

Nah.

I'm not gonna
tell Taylor that.

♪ dramatic music ♪

[Taylor] Axe should have put you
in the Flagship Fund.

Come aboard here
and you'll be treated right.

♪♪♪

Hey Taylor, Bonnie's very happy
at Axe Capital.

We're taking
great care of her.

And she's staying.

♪♪♪

I guess I was wrong about you--
I thought you were smart.

The elevator is that way.

[keys clacking]

[footsteps approaching]

Bensinger's not
going our way.

[Hammon] We lost this one.

[Hammon] Against Axe
and Rebecca.

Bensinger's backing them.

Okay.

This means
our data's come in:

Axe is that emotionally
committed to Rebecca.

Especially so if
I'm coming after her.

Is that a stopper?

The opposite.
A structural weakness.

This means
if I push hard enough

it all collapses
on both of them.

And Bensinger,
we just quietly retreat?

Nope. He just added himself
to my fucking list.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

Part of me still roots for you,
Bryan, you know that?

Oh, yeah?
Which part's that?

[Chuck] The part that remembers
an idealistic young man

walking into
my office,

asking for a chance
to chase the bad guys.

Whaddaya think happened
to change him?

Better question: who?

Oh, you're gonna say it was me
did that to you.

But we both know that no man can
change the nature of another.

No. You went dark because good
was just too fucking hard.

But you're not really dark
either, are you?

No. It's like back during
Project Mercury,

you either had the right stuff
or you didn't.

And I don't see
any wings on you--

Enough. Look.

You won
this fucking round.

Move that shit train

and Jock will let
your father's people go.

But that's where we were--

before the rain of frogs
and the river running red.

You want more.

You want us to clear things up
with the med board.

Med board?

I know you went to see
that doctor in jail.

I know why. And I know
you wanted me to know.

It's what you really need.
And to get it you'll have to--

Oooh, I did teach you how to
make a deal. Didn't I?

Better than you think.

Because the deal requires
you also walk away

from the voting nonsense.

Blockchain.
Your pilot program.

So that's what
Jock needs.

Of all I could do for him,
that's what matters most?

I tried to convince the man
to have you owe him one.

Classic Rhoades:
lord one over 'im

and hold out for
something bigger.

But, uh, he wants to
be paid up front.

Yeah.
That shit train is powerful.

No. I move it
and you give me both.

Uh uh. You need two things,
you give two things.

No mobile voting.

[Connerty] These are the terms:
Your dad gets taken care of.

[Connerty] Wendy
gets taken care of.

[Connerty] Jock
gets taken care of.

Everyone gets something.
Except me.

So really that's
one more thing for you.

Do we have a deal?

I'll give you
your answer now.

No.

[exhales sharply]

Not even you
can be this petty,

that you'll let
your wife suffer just--

Some things are even more
important than marriage.

Like fair
and free elections?

Bullshit!

I know you too well
to buy that from you.

Well, when you figure
that out--why this matters--

maybe you'll become
an ally.

[Chuck] Or
a worthy opponent.

Or maybe you'll finally
be fully corrupt.

But either way, the answer is
official and the answer is no.

[chuckles]

Another in a long line of
Chuck Rhoades mistakes.

One step closer
to the fucking end.

[door opens and closes]

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

[footsteps approaching]

♪♪♪

[car alarm deactivates]

♪♪♪

[car door opens]

[keys jangling]

♪♪♪

You fucking played me.

[Dollar Bill] You're in the fund
and I'm out.

That's the only reason
we had our tomahawk date.

Not the only reason.

Not even the biggest one.

♪ Funkadelic's
"Funky Dollar Bill" ♪

♪ Funky dollar bill ♪

♪ U.S. dollar bill ♪

♪ Funky dollar bill ♪

♪ U.S. dollar bill ♪

♪ You go to school
to learn the rules ♪

♪ On how to love
and life your life ♪

[crickets chirping]

[dogs barking]

[door closes]

The Medical Board...

I'm afraid it's a no-go.

[sighs]

I'm sorry, Wend.

You're gonna have to
take your chances with them.

[stammers]

I asked you to go out
and kill, and--

I couldn't.

♪ UFO's "Doctor Doctor" ♪

I just didn't
have the pull.

♪♪♪

[sighs]

♪♪♪

Then I know
it couldn't be done.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[knock on door]

♪♪♪

I don't usually
work this late.

And I don't
take walk-ins--

♪♪♪

I don't have
the right stuff...

♪♪♪

Re-make me.

♪♪♪

♪ Doctor, doctor, please ♪

♪ Oh, the mess I'm in ♪

♪ Doctor, doctor, please ♪

♪ Oh, the mess I'm in ♪

♪ She walked up to me ♪

♪ And really stole my heart ♪

♪ And then she started ♪

♪ To take my body apart ♪

♪ Livin', lovin', I'm on
the run far away from you ♪

♪ Livin', lovin',
I'm on the run ♪