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The brother and I met with
the bankers this morning,

and they're in. Tell me, please tell me,

- you got your guy for sure.
- I'm working on it.

I want a temple.

I think you're getting a bit cloudy

because you're obsessing
about your ex-partner.

I won't deny it. I want to
bury the fucking guy.

Jason came through with 80 million.

I already got money, Reg.

At some point you got to ask
yourself how much is enough?

There may be more
information about the situation

- that you may have left out.
- That is the truth.

Well, then the truth
is I gotta let you go.

Thank you for your service.

These fools just being divisive,
trying to come up with hot takes.

Think you can do any better?
I'd love to hear y'all try.

Hey, T, man, get me a meeting.

Antolotti, you ready to
jump on that team jet?

Not quite. I got another offer.

It's a pass.

Kane is in the building.

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At some point, the only way to succeed

is to stop giving a fuck.

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

Frees you up to take chances,

make unpopular choices.

They say it's not for everyone.

- I say fuck it.
- Ma'am?

- Yes?
- Candace Brewer?

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

I can see from the outfit.

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

Just leave it over on the coffee table.

All right, great.

Can I get you to sign for it?

No.

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

Calling to say you reconsidered?

I'm sorry to say that I'm not.

How's the new guy working out?

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

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

Sounds good, but what are you gonna do

to replace Hill and Hunt?

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

Uh, I'm working on it.

Let me help you help yourself.

I got the perfect player in mind.

- You have a name?
- Kisan Teague.

Yeah, replacing a
problem with another one.

Apples and oranges.

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

The guy's practically a Boy Scout.

Is there a video?

That shows him doing anything wrong?

No, he just has horrible
taste in friends.

Come to think of it, so did you.

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

Just meet the kid, all right?

Worst case, you get a year out of him.

I get a drive-by discount?

You're a mercenary fuck, Spence.

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

Morning, boss.

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

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

of Walter fucking Payton.

They're asking for 20 for 2.

- Pass.
- He thinks we're desperate.

Because we are.

I still won't overpay for mediocrity.

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

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

I like that.

Anytime you're dealing
from a place of weakness,

rebrand it with a gun metaphor.

- It's patriotic.
- Locked and fucking loaded.

How about Duke Johnson?

How about Alvin Kamara?

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

Well, then, let's make him interested

in leaving New Orleans, Benny.

We don't take "no" for an answer.

Desperate times, they call
for desperate measures.

Like Belichick says, "Do your job."

Are you gonna do your job?

- Hell, yeah.
- All right, 'cause I'm trying

to avoid hearing more shit from Warner.

Alvin Kamara!

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

All right, thanks, Jay.

Who are you talking to, man?

You got another job or something?

Hell, no.

I "TTD'd" one up for you, though.

Oh, I remember reading
that ad in the paper

for one-legged miserable pricks.

Plus, we don't want another scenario

like we had the other day.

What scenario is that?

Nothing, he just fucking with me.

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

You better tell him you
still got two good legs.

Yeah.

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

- Thank you, Amber.
- Mm-hmm.

I spoke to Glazer.

He's gonna set up an
interview with Sirius.

Oh, what, you manager now?

I ain't think about it like that,

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

First y'all pushing
me to get off the field

and now y'all sweating
me to join the work force.

It's for your own good.

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

giving advice and shit.

No good can come from a busted-up Ricky

with a bunch of free time.

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

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

Nothing to fear but fear itself.

Ripping lines from dead presidents, huh?

Y'all must really be desperate.

No, we're not desperate.

Concerned.

Mm, cotton candy reminds me

of losing my virginity on Miami Beach.

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

Listen, before we embark on this night

of enjoyable debauchery,

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

We are majorly out

on a fucking limb financially, mate.

That's where I do my best work.

This Municipal launch
is costing us a fortune.

Okay, Lance, Lance, Lance,

all the greatest entrepreneurs
have been minutes away

from disaster and destruction;

Steve Jobs, Elon Musk, Jeff Bezos.

And not for nothing,

but Spencer used to
love to take chances.

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

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

to your fallen paramour
in that department.

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

but now is the time to go all in.

We spent $80 million on a pile of dirt.

We don't even have city approval.

- Yet.
- 50 million on Jason's agency.

Now we rep Patrick fucking Mahomes

and we have the chance
to make the biggest deal

in football history.

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

Yeah, we are. I get it.

Mm, make enough for
1,000 guests, please.

Very frugal.

"The health and safety of our players

is our primary concern."

That's all you fucking say, Jared.

Spencer, how are you adapting?

You know me, I'm a quick learner.

Yeah, "quick-ish" at best.

Bet it feels pretty good

to be part of a club
that didn't want you.

Yeah, feels better than expected.

Every boy's dream, Spencer.

Fuck a supermodel and own an NFL team.

And I see you followed
in Bossman's footsteps.

It's just much simpler being my own GM.

Only got one person to argue with.

Hey, you do that anyway.

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

How so?

Thinking about making a move.

Unpopular move.

Unpopular to who?

The league.

Hearing rumors about Kisan Teague.

Are you asking for
confirmation or a blessing?

Little of both.

Anything I need to hear?

Or see?

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

that if video of said
rumored event does exist,

it won't see the light of day.

That's all I need to know.

That's why you're the best, Candace.

You have a good day.

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

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

Come on, girl, he is the game.

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

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

What, talk into a microphone?

Only every day of his career.

No need to be disrespectful, T.

Transition's not gonna be a problem.

Excellent, so when can I
get you to audition for me?

You shouldn't have been so polite.

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

Oh, who are you? Chadwick Boseman?

With a faster 40 and better genetics.

Just throw me on the air.

I'll show you what I can do live.

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

- Damn right.
- All right.

How's tonight?

You mean, like, tonight, tonight?

- 6:30?
- Ooh, drive time. That's perfect.

What, you speaking for me now?

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

Okay, good. 6:30.

Hey, Mr. Thompson, you got a minute?

Charles.

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

and I noticed that the lights were off.

Not me. My lights are never off.

You know who I ran into?

- Benny.
- He's a good kid, right?

Mm, well, more than that.

Smart. Industrious too.

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

- Hmm?
- No.

He told me that your wife is pregnant.

Congratulations.

Cat's out of the bag.

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

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

Ah, is that what cool guys like you

like to call your new baby?

No.

No, we just call it a baby.

Seriously, my contact is up...

And you took us to the Super Bowl.

Please don't remind me again.

Uh, it just brings up bad memories.

Yeah, that one hurt.

But you gotta get
there to lose it, right?

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

Life's hard.

You want easy, just die, Charles.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, think I just might.

Well, don't do it in here.

It might look fishy.

Right.

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

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

I just wanna get this thing knocked out

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

Good-bye, Charles.

- Randy.
- Ricky.

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

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

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

Sure you can put weight on that leg?

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

and sweep that thing,
should be all right.

Hey, make yourself useful, man.

- Grab me a smoothie.
- Gotcha.

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

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

- All right.
- Yo.

- What up, bruh?
- What up?

I heard about that hit and run, bruh.

Godspeed on that recovery, for real.

Yeah, appreciate it.

Hey, you mind if I
throw something at you?

Shoot.

This shit ain't funny.

I'm not being funny.

Damn, so you heard, huh?

The streets is talking, bruh... loud.

Fuck.

Look, man, I just had some
really bad fucking luck, a'ight?

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

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

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

Yeah, lie to everybody
else. Tell Spencer the truth.

Nah. Hell, nah.

Put the final nail in my career?

Please. Hear what I'm saying, man.

If I know, Spencer knows fo' sho.

Your best shot... shoot straight.

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

So you got me greased
with a lethal combo

of Veuve and tequila.

Tell me, why should I
care about Municipal?

Because it comes with
tastemakers baked right into it.

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

of the greatest athletes in the world.

They went from niche
neighborhood skate shop

to international Goliath.

And how does that help me?

We have a stable of
world-class athlete influencers

ready to don our wares.

Yeah, can you say
"vertical integration"?

You guys pitching me
corporate synergy buzzwords?

Call it what you want, mate.

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

with ready-made exposure.

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

It's not cool.

Well, I got another story for you.

It starts with a bag of cash.

Yeah, do not insult my integrity.

I would never.

His bad.

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

I know this gentlemen.

Perennial 40 under 40 overachiever

making us all look bad.

Mm, the just ones that can't keep up.

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

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

Famous last words, cowboy.

Yahoo.

- After you.
- I hate that fucking guy.

Ah, you made it.

Nah, sit down, sit down, sit down.

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

Bit of a haul?

What, my life or the ride?

You tell me.

Then I say both.

You've been living hard and fast, Kisan.

You know, I always asked myself,

"What's the worst that
could happen", right?

And then I learned a lot could happen.

Here's a novel idea:

you make better choices,
you get better results.

I mean, come on, you acting like

I started this shit, all right?

I just pulled up and shit went down.

That's it.

"Shit went down, that's it", huh?

Look, I'm sorry I didn't grow up

on a perfect tree-lined street like you.

That's funny.

The world is changing, Kisan.

Maybe you should too.

You make it sound so easy.

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

Well, I guess you don't
value the privilege

of playing in this league, then.

No, I value it.

Trust me, I promise you, I value it.

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

I didn't know I was gonna
be in the fucking NFL

when I was six, Spencer, all right?

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

or the kids I grew up with, a'ight?

And if we're being honest?

Shit, my boys are the reason

I even made it this
far in the first place,

and they for damn sure
gonna be the only ones

answering the phone

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

So you value truth.

Above all else.

Good, 'cause that's why we're here.

Who pulled the trigger the other night?

My boy Cliff.

And me.

I wish I could lie to you.

Look, I try and make better decisions.

I promise you, I do.

It's just, sometimes circumstances...

they just don't allow me to.

All right, thanks for coming in.

I guess that's it, huh?

Won't be catching no passes from Mahomes

anytime soon, right?

Well, I believe in second chances,

just not thirds.

Don't make me regret this decision.

Welcome to the Chiefs.

You're serious?

Yeah.

Uh, thank you, Spencer.

Come on, get out of here.

Hoo-hoo, YG, that jacket cold, bro.

- Can I get one?
- Oh, man.

- We don't make husky sizes, bro.
- Mm.

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

- I got you.
- Cool.

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

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

Good luck on that season, man.

We're gon' be betting on Dallas, man.

All right, man, appreciate your love.

Yo, Hollywood rooftops, fine spirits,

$80 million deal on the table.

- We blessed.
- I guess.

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

Just stop lying, Reg.

Joe and Lance threw this
party for Sports X, Municipal,

and all the veeps.

And you're one of them...
the most important one

because you're an investor and a client.

- Still...
- "Still", what?

You still depressed

about that bullshit
League of Legends tryout?

It wasn't bullshit,

it was a real tryout for a real sport.

I know, but you gotta rebound.

You gotta move on.

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

We saying yes or what?

Look, man, I'm not finna get bullied,

not by him and not by you.

Wait a second, we're not bullying you.

We're trying to set you up for life.

At what price?

I only got one body, one brain, y'all.

You're a 28-year-old 350-pound black man

crying about some video game.

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

It's time for you to get real.

Jesse Owens, Jackie
Robinson did not sacrifice

for you to be sitting up
here playing video games.

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

Maybe you can talk some sense into him.

Vernon, why don't you use video games

like everyone else?

As a way to get away
from your everyday stress.

It's like if your girlfriend
becomes your wife.

As soon as your hobby becomes your job,

it ceases to be fun.

Yeah, like this conversation.

It's fucking babysitting.

This is Ricky Jerret...

and this is my new show...

Of... well, we gon' talk
about a little bit of life,

you know what I'm saying?

And some other shit.

The people in here, they, uh...

they, uh, told me to tell some stories.

I... you know, I don't know about what.

You know, life is full of funny stories.

Or at least mine is.

Football stories. Tell a football story.

- Tell...
- You know, catch.

Maybe I should tell a story

about growing up fatherless.

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

He need to be talking about the league.

He needs to stop stuttering.

Or maybe I should tell a bedtime story.

Y'all... y'all dig "Goodnight Moon"?

Yeah, my daughter loves that one.

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

This gon' be a long-ass night.

Go to commercial, please.

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

Lesson one: know your audience.

Yeah, this "Goodnight Moon",

I mean, it could be cool and all,

but it sounds like a kids' story.

Because it is.

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

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

Don't get defensive, man.

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

Y'all tell me to do my thing,

I do it, and what, it ain't good enough?

Oh, clearly your
life as a coddled athlete

hasn't prepared you for any adversity.

Ain't nothing coddled
about catching a dig route

in front of Vontaze Burfict.

Well, then tell people that, Ricky.

Tell them the real
story from the league.

Yeah, the shit we talk about 24/7.

Then why don't you get
out of the control room

and do it with me?

Cheers.

- What's up, Rick?
- Reg.

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

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

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

Gaming, e-sports.

You should get in before it's too late.

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

You know League of Legends, right?

Vern plays League. You know, pro level.

Yeah, everyone thinks they are.

- Suppose.
- Trying to help you, man.

It's a gold rush, get in.

Everybody want a piece, don't they?

Sure do.

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

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

Well, all you need is
some money and talent.

Which one is more important?

The one you don't have.

Good to see you.

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

- Lance, come over here.
- Hey!

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

Come meet the brains behind
your favorite publication.

What up, man? I'm Aramis.

- Nice to meet you.
- Pascal.

Aramis is one of our
founders at Municipal.

Oh, the plot thickens.

We've been incubating this
little crew of geniuses

for some time, cultivating
them for greatness.

These kids are about to explode

into the hearts and minds
of the kids that matter.

That's an ambitious commentary, Kate.

How long have you been at it?

Overnight sensation?

Man, I wish it was an
overnight sensation.

Me and my friends been doing
this since grade school.

We been doing film since
I was seven years old,

and we been hustling ever since then.

I respect the hustle.

And then, once I met Joe and his guys,

as you would say, the rest is "history".

I do say that.

Not a bad story.

Yeah, well, it's about
to get a lot sexier.

Check this. Hey, OBJ.

Been mentoring these skate rats,

showing 'em what's good.

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

More like fashionista.

We can take that too.

I'm, uh, I'm loving this little,

uh, how do you say,
uh, collaboration, yeah.

Tell me more.

Cool.

Great conversationalist, that guy.

Hey, less is more.

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

But first, I want to...

Hoo-hoo! Great party, boss.

Look at these two.

Get a room, huh?

Well, Kate is an adult woman

who seems to be enjoying herself.

A little too much.

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

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

I'd rather get pissed on.

Better be plastered all
over that home page tomorrow.

Hey, Joe.

That check bounced for my retainer.

I need to get paid.

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

You need to reissue a new one tomorrow

or the planning board's
gonna shut you down.

Sorry, what was that again?

- You're getting shut down...
- Get the fuck out of my face.

Yeah, that... that guy sucks.

Get out of here, Dan.

- Got it.
- What?

- Looks like a real blood bath.
- Yo, Reg.

Your boy's really fucking good.

I told him to stop playing football.

He could be an MMA fighter.

Yeah, he looks real light on his toes.

I don't need my boy catching elbows

up against some octagon,

so maybe keep your thought to yourself.

Thank you.

Now, could I have a sec with my boy?

Yeah.

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

No one ever tears an ACL
playing "Mortal Kombat".

Uh,

I thought about it a lot.

I hear you, and I understand you.

- You really do?
- Yeah, I do.

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

Absolutely. Why not?

Great.

I got a proposal.

If I get you on an e-sports team,

will you sign the Cowboys deal?

- Hell, yeah.
- Great.

'Cause we gonna need that 80 mil.

For what?

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

Bam.

I don't know, Reg.

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

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

We gonna have multiple
teams, multiple players.

We gonna sign the best gamers out there.

A'ight.

But our first move should be Jamesha.

There's not enough women in e-sports.

Fine.

But she talks too much.

So do you.

So I got my day one with me.

TTD in the building.

Been with me every step
of the way, brother.

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

Man, I like you on the Mic.

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

Well, we got on the line a brother

from right here in Inglewood.

Goes by the name of Marcus.

Inglewood! What's good, Marcus?

What's the inside story
with Kisan Teague?

Why did Charles Greane cut cord on him?

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

I'm sure Charles had good reason.

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

Scoopage?

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

This here's a white boy.

That's a little racist.

Yeah, shut up, T.

We welcome all people here.

White, black,

brown, and rainbow.

A'ight?

Marcus, like my old man,

Charles Greane is a man of integrity.

Integrity is not an answer.

Give us the inside story.

I know you know it!

You pushing a brother, a'ight.

Well, I was with Kisan earlier,

and I ain't gonna say nothin'
because it's not my place,

but know this: there's
always more to the story.

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

Pfft!

He comin' at us like
he breakin' news, T.

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

Come on, man. Get off the fence.

Tell the fans what you know.

Well, as long as the
owners think they can

get away with something,
they probably will.

Does that now change

now that Spencer Strasmore has a vote?

I don't know what you smoking

out there in Englewood,

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

He was a player once, then a money man,

but now we're seeing his true colors.

All he cares about is
himself and making money.

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

And you do every day in the mirror.

Next caller.

Thank you.

There you are.

Everyone's looking for you.

Yeah.

Where's Pascal?

He's waiting for me out in the cabana.

I bet he is.

Stop. And guess what.

I just got him to commit
to multiple editorials.

Fantastic.

You don't seem that enthused.

Yes, Kate, I am. I really am.

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

on a trampoline and
the other part wants to

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

Jesus. What's the matter with you?

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

With what?

With the arbiter of cool, you know.

You guys seem to be hitting it off.

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

Are you jealous of Pascal?

What? No.

No. Of course not.

That would be crazy
not to mention super...

- Unprofessional.
- Exactly.

- And we are professionals.
- 100.

Good. Glad we're clear on that.

Hey.

That was a signal, right?

Yes, Joe.

Get your head out of your ass.

You all right, Joe? You seem happy.

What's going on?

- Do I?
- Yeah, you do.

- Nah.
- Okay.

You're being unusual.

Surface over substance,

the threads, the rides...

the chicks...

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

His obsession with winning
is just an extension of that.

Now that he's got the platform,

what the hell is he using it for?

You have a very special caller

on line one.

What's up, special caller?

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

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

Me and everybody else.

Facts are painful.

Well, I'm not concerned
about everyone else.

Typical Strasmore answer.

You sound like Joe Krutel.

You know, you should
have listened to him more.

As a former player, I just...

And a current owner.

I'm well aware of my
current job description.

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

Just know I'm that I'm
the players' best ally

going into the CBA.

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

How 'bout you give a
brother a chance, man?

I've only been at this a minute.

Owner's meeting is coming up.

What you gonna do for the players?

The players are the only
reason I took the job.

Talk is bullshit, Spence.

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

Just witness.

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

In the end, nothing is black and white.

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

Some people call it rationalization.

I call it being practical.

Look, to say I don't
care what anyone thinks,

that would be a lie.

You'll always care about

what your friends and family think.

But at the end of the day,
you've only got yourself

and the fucks you choose to give.

Everything else is
someone else's problem.

The future of football...

is with the players and the fans.

It's wild.

Welcome to our world.

In order to fix something
broke, you gotta get inside it.

Can you please make one move

without courting a waterfall
of controversy?

People need to get real.
The players are the league.

Each game is different.
You got to know your enemy...

the landscape and adjust
your game accordingly.

It's too late. The video's leaking.

- It's over.
- Actually, it's just beginning.

People don't just hand things over.

You just gotta fucking take it.

Excuse me, you can't go in there.

Someone call security.

You better tell them to bring everyone.