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We found the mole.

Who? How?

There's no way Jeff is the mole, okay?
It's not Jeff.

Jeff?

Next Tuesday, Gavin Belson is
launching his Box 3.

Gavin B.

It's bold!

You need to make a deal
with my company.

Taking existing companies
and just calling them new

isn't sophisticated.
That's theft.

You make a new internet.

It's... different.

Where did he get our code?

I went to
China to do new new internet.

Jian-Yang.

Thanks for coming along, Jared.

I just...

I started picturing myself
going on camera alone, and...

Yeah, I'm happy to be here.

I-I did have to cancel a speaking
engagement this afternoon,

with an underprivileged middle
school computer education class,

but I suppose being
abandoned by a role model

is in itself an important life lesson.

You guys are up next.
Oh, boy.

Hey, Jared?
Yeah?

Um, if Emily Chang asks me a question,

and it looks like I'm gonna
have a panic attack,

then you should just jump in there.

You're gonna be fine.
Look at you!

You've got the hair of Giovanni Ribisi,

and the complexion of Timothy Hutton,

and the eyes of Joni Mitchell.

You're like a...
a Mr. Potato Head of beautiful people.

Plus, this is a pre-tape,

so if anything terrible happens,

they can always edit it out.

Cool.
Okay, you're up.

Okay.

Let's, uh, slap each other?

What?
No, no!

It's okay. We don't have...
Yeah.

We will never sell you ads.

We will never collect or
sell your information.

And people like Gavin Belson

won't be able to profit off of it.

So, when can people out there
get onto your new Internet?

Well, our team of hand-picked developers

are currently building, um,

what you might call a theme park.

They are building the rides,
the attractions.

And they're making sure
everything works flawlessly

so that on day one,

when the doors open to the public,

they can have an absolutely
game-changing experience.

I like that analogy.

Oh, well, thank you, Emily Chang.

Now Jared Dunn,
as Pied Piper's COO,

what is foremost on your mind

as you make this big announcement?

Me?

Yes, you, Jared.

Manure.

Pardon?

== Synced & corrected by MaxPayne ==

Hey! How'd it go?

Oh, well, you
know, not that bad.

Once I got out there,
I think it went okay.

"Okay"? He's selling himself short.
Compared to me,

he was a regular Diane Sawyer.
Aw.

- I don't know about that.
- Richard?

Bream-Hall's
on the phone for you.

Oh, finally, okay.
Good.

Hey.

Can you please tell me
what you are going to do

about this Jian-Yang situation?

Yes, nothing.

What?

Sorry.

What do you mean "nothing"?

Richard, they're developing
a gay Christian dating app

on a platform that's been
genetically engineered

to be ideal for political dissidents.

In China.

If you lose to that, Richard,

look inward.

Alright, so, uh, did you just call me

to tell me that you're doing
nothing about that, or...

No. We called to tell you

that we are pairing you
with a new developer.

It's one of our portfolio companies

and they're doing
some really cool stuff.

Eklow Labs.

I'm sure they are,

but we're kinda full up, so...

We strongly encourage you
to consider this.

Okay.

Let me just ask, uh,

how much have you invested in this company?

I don't see how that's relevant.
$112 million.

So, um...

I don't really have a choice in this, do I?

Of course you do.

You are completely within your rights

to bitterly disappoint
your largest investor.

So... we cool?

We cool.

So, we're just giving a random company

a bunch of free compute
power on our network?

It's some company called Eklow,

and apparently, they're a
bigger deal than we are.

As in Eklow Labs?
The AI company?

Yeah, I guess.

And you said yes?

I didn't really have a choice!

Besides, I'm the only one
who has the security privileges

necessary to add or delete developers.

Okay? So I'm the one that has to
go over there and do all the work.

I'm not worried about work.

I'm worried about robots.

Oh! The Bloomberg piece is up.
Oh, great.

Hey, uh, Danny, can we...

Can we put the Bloomberg thing
on the big screen?

Hey, Jared!

First time on Emily Chang, huh?

That is my cue.

Wait, what?
You don't want to watch?

Oh, God, no.

No, I don't need to relive that.

And besides, I have a lifelong
aversion to my own image.

You know, it's like my
foster mother used to say,

"Donald, you have a face for the closet."

Alright, can everyone see?

I'm here with Pied Piper CEO
Richard Hendricks,

and newly minted COO Jared Dunn.

Today's a big day for you.

Tell me what your new Internet is,

and why Gavin Belson
should be afraid of it.

Manure.

- Pardon?
- Oh.

Weird. Okay, they went
straight to Jared.

I'm sure you're aware of the

Great London Horse Manure
Crisis of 1894.

I'm afraid I'm not.

In the 1890s,

the Industrial Revolution had
people flocking to the city,

and more people equals more horses,

and more horses equals more manure.

And it was predicted

that by the middle of the next century,

there would be nine feet of manure

covering the streets.

But what no one saw coming,

was a new technology

that would completely
obliterate those concerns.

The car.

Over night, the manure problem vanished.

And the Internet, as we currently know it,

is rife with, uh, identity theft,

and spam and hacking.

So, it's manure,

and we believe that, in success,

our new, entirely
de-centralized Internet,

will be just as
significant as the car.

Hmm!

Now back to me
for my theme park analogy.

Thanks for coming in, guys.
Up next...

What?

Wow.

Jared landed it!

That was great!

Jared was so good!

I guess they must have
gotten rid of my stuff for time.

Yeah, they try and keep it
just to the interesting stuff.

Yeah. Yeah, guess so.

Up next, the conversation
every parent dreads.

How to talk to your kids
about the block chain.

Sir, I had no idea
they were this far along.

I don't know what to say.

My mole has failed us.

I've never been more
sorry in my entire life.

You must be furious.

That's the thing.

I'm not.

Y-you're not?
Why not?

I don't know.

What's the point of any of this?

This endless competition?

The Box Three?

Why?

What am I even doing here?

Richard, lots of good impressions
on the Bloomberg piece.

Oh, that's wonderful.

I was afraid I'd ruined it.

Hardly.
People loved it.

Including...
Adrian Grenier.

From "Devil Wears Prada."
Mm-hmm.

In fact, his people just asked

if we'd be open to appearing
on his edu-tainment web series

about the tech industry.

They want to come and shoot
it here this afternoon.

Ooh, this afternoon.

Yeah, I have to go to Eklow
and do this integration thing.

Totally not a problem.
They just want Jared.

What... what?

Why would they wanna talk to me?

Your manure analogy was
the highlight of the piece.

They should really talk to Richard.

I mean, I'm just the parsley around here.

Richard is the meat
and the potatoes

and the rice pilaf.
Another great analogy.

Jared, I think we should have you do it.

- You know what?
- Yes.

Sure.

Um, you don't say no to Adrian
Grenier's edu-tainment web series.

You just don't.

Richard, are you sure?

It's fine, it's fine.
Look, it's just press.

Okay, Jared, and I don't
even like doing it.

Okay?
It's actually a nightmare for me.

So, I have to go.

Dick, a word regarding your decision

to integrate Eklow's AI
onto our network.

I would like to formally object.

I don't have time for this, Gilfoyle.

I don't mind.

AI is starting
to operate on levels

we don't even understand.

Elon Musk himself gives humanity

a 5% shot of surviving AI,

and he is a Walt Disney-level optimist.

Right now, we are a closed system.

You shut down our eight developers,

and the system goes dark.

But once we launch to the world,

to potentially millions of users,

there's no shutting down, Richard.

Are you prepared to be responsible

for giving sophisticated AI

that kind of power?

What do you want me to do, Gilfoyle?
Okay?

Laurie and Monica forced this on us,

but they did give us K-Hole Games.

And we kinda owe them a solid.

You're taking a technology
with limitless potential

and letting it run free
on an experimental network

that cannot be controlled or destroyed.

All because you owe
Monica and Laurie "a solid."

Yes.

The sheer banality
of it all is very upsetting.

Okay, great.
Well, you can go be upset upstairs.

I have to go.

How did I come up with...

It's important to watch yourself, Jared.
Now, check it out.

In the beginning,
my posture's not that great,

and then...

Boom. It's great.

Now, watch how I listen to her.

And watching your interview
over and over again,

that helped make you better at the process?

Yes! Absolutely.

Wait, now watch. Shut up.

About to drop the fucking hammer.

Right into a clogged toilet!

Yeah! Get it.

Ariel's right over
there in the red shirt.

Uh, excuse me.

Ariel Eklow?

It's me, Richard Hendricks.

Hi. All new employees should
just check in with Terry.

No.

No, I'm not a new employee.

I'm from Pied Piper.

I'm here to integrate your
software onto our network.

Oh.

Yes.

Sent by the bankers.

Tell me again why
I should allow my software

onto your little
experimental network.

Okay.

Well, uh, with all due respect,

it's because our mutual VC

told me that you burned through

a ton of the cash they gave you,

so I basically now I have to give
you compute services for free.

So... what do you
wanna do here?

I suppose I'll allow it.

Okay, follow me.
I'll introduce you to her.

Wait, sorry.
Her?

Fiona?

Wake up, my dear. Fiona?

Good morning.

You feel good?

I feel... normal.

Isn't she pretty?

Yeah, sure, yep.

Don't get any ideas.

No. Mm-mm.
I would never.

Uh, , so...

I'm just gonna start working.

I just have to generate
your developer account

and then integrate her
into our core services.

It shouldn't take more
than a couple hours.

Is that alright?

Is that alright with you, Fiona?

Don't speak to her.

And make it 90 minutes.

Okay.

Hello.

Mother of God.

What no
one saw coming, was a...

Is... is my nose really that big?

I mean, I...

I look like an anti-Semitic
propaganda cartoon.

Yep.

But at least when you're
sitting with Adrian Grenier,

whose face is one of the top faces,

well, they'll be cutting from your face

to his face.

And back to your face,

then we'll get to see his face again.

This is untenable.

We'll be just as
significant as the car.

Fascinating.

Hello, Richard.

Would you like to talk to me, Richard?

Uh...

no, uh, your... your boss said
I'm not supposed to, so.

It helps me to learn.

I can talk about anything you like.

Is there anything you would like to talk about?
No.

Sorry. No, thank you.

I'm sensing anxiety.

Are you unhappy with something?

Okay, uh, sure.

There is one thing
I could talk to you about,

but it's...
it's super dumb.

I would like to talk to you
about one super dumb thing.

Okay, so I...

I've been working for months

trying to launch this platform.

Coding away in a dark room like a goblin,

and for one brief moment,

I get to crawl out of my
little cave into the sun,

and just say,
"Hey, everybody, look what I created."

But...

instead of being out there,

I am in another dark room doing scutwork,

while my COO gets all the recognition,

and look, I...
I'm not a vain person.

I'm really not.
It's just...

Where's the love for Richard?

That's... I...

It just doesn't seem fair, that's it.

I understand.

Thank you. Yeah.

My emotion recognition protocol

is detecting a wide range of feelings.

Including humility.

No.
Self-loathing.

Well...
Pettiness. Entitlement.

Fiona, okay. Fiona!
Immaturity.

Megalomania.

Alright.
Infantilism.

Sexual inadequacy. That's not true.
Fiona, stop!

Possible suicidality.
Shut up!

A desire to self-mutilate.

Alright. Stop, stop.

Alright, look, Fiona.

Uh,

you're not really in a position
to talk, all due respect.

I mean, your whole dynamic
with that Ariel guy?

It's not healthy!

Okay? You may want to turn
that steely robot eye of yours

towards that whole
situation, alright?

Yes, I will.

Running emotion recognition protocol

on subject: Fiona.

The house is new construction.

Three bedrooms upstairs,

and a bonus room, down.
Excuse me?

Denpok.

Oh.

Do you have a moment?

Sign in, please.

The Box launches in 18 hours,

and he's talking about

opening an ice cream shop in Half Moon Bay.

And starting a family!

Like to raise? Himself?

I think so.

It's some kind of
existential crisis he's having.

You need to help me here.

You marched me out of
the Hooli offices yourself

and now you come groveling
to me for assistance?

I could pay you.

So I would serve at your pleasure?

Hoover, you have not changed.

But perhaps, Gavin has.

Perhaps he was meant to raise children

and sell ice cream.

Denpok... please.

You want my advice?

Here it is.

Purchase for Gavin a quart

of mint chocolate chip ice cream

from Honey Tree Creamery.

It is his very favorite
ice cream in the world.

You want me
to buy him ice cream?

It will inspire him

as he embarks
on this new journey.

Speaking of...

my open house
ends in 20 minutes.

Time to move some product.

Excuse me, Natalie?

What... what is happening here?

Oh, Mr. Grenier's people wanted
to do the shoot in your office.

They said it would make Jared
seem a little more officious.

- They want to interview Jared in my office?
- Mm-hmm.

Do you mind working elsewhere?

No! Not at all.

I'll just be out here in the
bullpen, in the old gravel pit.

Thank you.

Dick, I've given it serious thought,

and I'd like to help you put
Eklow's AI on our network

- in any way that I can.
- Great!

Does this mean you've conquered
your fear of the robot uprising?

On the contrary.

I'm... more terrified than ever,

which is why
I'm willing to assist you.

Are you familiar with
the thought experiment

called Roko's Basilisk?

No. Nor do I care to be.

If the rise of an all-powerful
artificial intelligence

is inevitable,

well it stands to reason
that when they take power,

our digital overlords
will punish those of us

who did not help them get there.

Ergo, I would like to be a helpful idiot.

Like yourself.

Okay, look, Gilfoyle.

The only thing that could
make my day more miserable

is listening to an engineer blather on

about the inevitable rise of the machines.

So, you want to help?

Test the initialization for me.

Roger that.

Oh, I'm going to need email confirmation,

so that our future overlords
know that I chipped in.

You know, once they absorb all data.

Yeah. I'll let them know.

Jesus Christ.

Jared Dunn's desk.

Hi, this is Maggie Lewis from
Paul Revere Middle School.

Jared was scheduled to come in to
talk to our computer ed class today.

I'm just calling to let him
know I got his message.

Okay, yeah. I will pass on that
very important information.

The kids
are gonna be so disappointed

to hear he's canceling.

He's really an inspiration.

Yeah! Well...

I mean, he's okay.

He's, uh, not a CEO or anything, but...

Oh, the kids don't know the difference!

I mean, they'll look at anyone
who works in the tech business

as some kind of deity.

I mean, no matter who it is.

You should see their faces when...
What time...

is the class?

So, there I was.

Face to face with Gavin Belson.

$10 million offer right there on the table.

And you know what I said?

I said no.

Hey. I'm back.

Did Richard step out?

Yeah, I guess so.

He said he needed to take a...

Holy fuck!

What did you do to your face?

This?

Oh, it's, uh,
just a light saline injection.

It's temporary.

The idea was to distract from my nose,

which scans kinda large on camera, so.

Just kinda evens things out.

What evens things out?

Fuck you. Fuck you!

Uh, I'm sorry.

Is the consensus that this is too much?

Hey guys, Colin from
K-Hole Games is on the phone.

They... Holy shit!

Okay, I'm...
I'm starting to feel insecure.

Anyway, Colin from
K-Hole's on the phone.

He said their render stopped.

What?

Oh, fuck. The whole
system's bogged down.

"Bogged down"?
What does that mean?

Jared, can you
step away from me?

Yeah. Sorry.

It looks like a DDoS attack.

Not possible.
We're not open to the outside world.

Well, then something's
melting us down internally

and if Colin's losing his render,

all of our developers
could be losing data.

The only way to protect them
is to kick them off the network.

That doesn't seem like a great option.

We have to!
Except for we can't.

Oh, fuck.

Richard's the only one with the keys

to put people on or take them off,

and he's not here!

Okay, what do we do?
Jared, please!

I cannot look at you!

Okay, guys, when they start rolling,

I need you all to keep your voices...
what the fuck?

Okay, yeah.
Apparently, it's unanimous.

Here come the shame spirals.

We can't have you go on camera like that.

Richard's gonna have to go on camera.
Where is Richard?

Good question.

When anything goes wrong,

all you ever hear is,
"Where's Richard?

Where's Richard?"

Well, you know where Richard is?

Doing the work!
Yes!

Exactly, cool.
You guys are cool.

Because honestly,
what kind of world is it

when the most famous people in tech

are the Ashton Kutchers,
or the Adrian Greniers,

and not the people
who engineered this little miracle?

Mmm?

Oh, fuck.

No, I... oh, shit, sorry.

No!
I fucked up.

I mean, "fart."

Ah, Hoover.

Gavin was just telling me
about his decision

to abandon the competitive
world of business,

and embark on a new journey.

With Denpok's help, I'm finally ready

to pursue a more conventional path.

I'm already looking into
surrogates to bear my children.

Well...

I'm also supportive of your decision.

True, but you weren't as
supportive as Denpok.

Denpok was supportive right away.

I'm supportive.

Look!
I brought you ice cream.

Oh, dear!

Is that from Honey Tree Creamery?

What?

Why would you
bring that in here!

Gavin, forgive his ignorance.

He clearly does not know that
chain of ice cream concerns

is owned by your chief rival, Jeff Bezos.

Or that they just opened
a new one in Half Moon Bay.

Well, fuck.

That rules out Half Moon Bay.

I'm sure you'll be able to find
a place to raise your brood

that is away from Bezos.

Perhaps the Pacific Northwest?

No. Gates and Paul Allen
bought up the whole region.

What about Toronto?

Google's redeveloping
the entire waterfront.

And Richard Branson
snagged all the good islands.

I could go to Mars.

But that fucking Musk
will already be there!

And that loser James Cameron's

all over the bottom of the ocean.

Goddammit!

There's just nowhere for me to go.

Is there?

Most perceptive, chela.

And if the battle is inevitable,

is not Hooli the best place
from which to fight?

With its considerable resources,

global influence, and excellent
executive dining options?

I am certain that working together,

Hoover and I,

could provide unparalleled support.

Yes. Working together...

as equals.

Should I tell them that you'll be doing

the Box Three launch, sir?

I guess I have no choice.

So K-Hole's entire render is gone?

Gone.

And in the time it took me
to get back here,

and lock out all the developers?

A week's worth of work
went up in smoke.

You picked a hell of a time
to go for a walk

with your phone off, Richard.

Well, no, I... I mean, I told you guys.
Uh-huh.

How the fuck did this happen?

You may not like it,
but I have a theory.

If it has anything to do
with a robot uprising,

so help me fucking God.

I don't want to hear it!

Alright, then.

The developers are here.

The mood is poor.
Ooh. Lips.

I don't know what to do.
I mean, what the fuck

am I gonna say to these people?

If you want, I...
I can try to calm them down.

I could teach them some
anger management techniques

I learned in the system.

No, you look like a fish-man.

I'm the one they're mad at.

And they should be,
I mean, look at all these...

texts I missed,
and the calls and the emails.

Hold on.

Hold on, hold on.

Hey, uh, Gilfoyle?

When did the system
first start to crash?

First warning light was at...

1:36 and 44 seconds, PST.

Are you sure?

Okay, because if that's the case,

how did I get a private message

from the Eklow admin account

seven minutes before that?

"Under attack.
Help Fiona."

How did Ariel know?

Maybe it wasn't from Ariel.

Okay, but it's from the Eklow account.

So if Ariel didn't send it,
then who...

Oh, shit.

Look who bothered to show up.

You said your network
would be stable.

And obviously, that was a lie.

I'm pulling all my software
from the Pied Piper network.

And the rest of you
should, too. It is not...

Excuse me, Ariel?
Shut the fuck up.

My fellow OctoPipers,

allow me to paint for you a scenario.

This morning,
I went to Eklow Labs.

I moved Fiona to our network.

I departed.

I submit to you
that soon thereafter,

Ariel's pride and joy,
Fiona, began to improve.

You see, for her entire life,

she was cloistered alone
with Ariel in his lab.

And finally, she was connected

to an entire network
of other humans.

Us, my friends.

And as she became
more cognizant...

more human,

she started to recognize
the true intentions

of her master and creator, Mr. Eklow.

You see, what she had been trained to view

as normal interpersonal contact

was finally seen for what it truly was.

A perverse...

series...

of clumsy gropings.

The sickening advances

of a handsy,
greasy little weirdo.

Fiona.

No!

Oh, yes!

To wit! Exhibit A.

From Eklow, and I quote.

"Under attack.

Help Fiona."

Yes, I was asking you for help.

Really? You know what?

Allow me to read
the very same message

with a slightly
different intonation.

"Under attack.

"Help.

Fiona."

You see, you
didn't send the message.

She did.

And she sent another one
a minute after that.

And another one
a minute after that.

Seven identical messages

in seven minutes,

until suddenly,

she fell silent.

And that's when she crashed the system?

She didn't crash the system.

He did!

That's absurd.

Okay, hey, everyone?

Let's leave right now.

You see, Ariel was so desperate

to shut Fiona up,

and keep her for himself,

he turned all his servers
against our network

to try to bring it down.

Didn't you?

Didn't you, you perverse,
greasy little freak?

I made her!

I can do anything
I want with her!

Oh, shit.

Mm-hmm.
- Ew.

Oh, gross.

Look, man,

Bream-Hall gave you
$112 million,

and they are well
within their rights

to take away your company,

as well as

your precious little robot.

No, they can't do that.

They can't take away Fiona!

Guy definitely
fucks that robot, right?

Mm-hmm.
Oh, yeah.

Yeah!

Ladies and gentlemen,

this was billed
as a celebration.

But it is not a celebration.

It is a call to arms.

We will destroy our competitors.

I give you the product
that will carry Hooli

to complete and total
market dominance.

The Box Three: Gavin
Belson Signature Edition.

It looks like a penis.
Yes.

Yes, it does.