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Oh, God. Damn it.

Shit.

Oh, not as good as yours.

Sizzle told Bleacher Report you
two patched things up last night.

I will vouch for that.
How was the makeup sex?

You know I'm a one-woman
man, now, come on.

Well, I bet I missed
one hell of a party.

No, it was pretty low-key, actually.

It was a lot more
business than pleasure.

Hey, the fellas were asking about you.

I would have loved to be there,

but you know I have to stay
sharp on the job right now.

If Mitch keeps nipping at my heels,

- I'm going to kick out his laminates.
- Who's Mitch?

You know, that new
reporter I told you about.

Oh, right. Eh, fuck that guy.
He's a cocksucker.

If he's making more money than you and
you've been there for four years,

you need to talk to
your boss about that.

Yeah, I'll slip it right in
between "go" and "fuck yourself."

There's that can-do spirit I love.

Hey, I'll catch you later, honey.

I'm just pulling up to the office now.

Strasmore, Spencer.

Vicodin, was it?

Yeah.

You have to say it that loud?

- Is there a problem?
- You're overdrawn.

I need to call your doctor. Sit tight.

I'm sorry. It's a little
misunderstanding.

Lot of red tape. She's coming back.

- Sorry.
- It's okay.

They can't reach your physician.
Said they'd call back.

- They say how long?
- Could be 10 minutes. Could be an hour.

I'm a subscriber.

Hey, I got some extra. You guys hungry?

- Bring any raw meat?
- Yeah, one of the burgers was rare.

Sizzle's in the conference room.

He wasn't so fine, he'd
get a piece of my mind.

You called him in?

Yo, that party, fucking off the chain.

Legendary. You Anderson guys really
do live up to your reputation.

Better now that Joe ain't tugging on it.
How's your hip?

With your reflexes, I'm
telling you, brother,

this comeback is gonna be a
breeze for you, I can tell.

- What's up, man? Can I have a burger?
- Yeah, sure.

Appreciate that, bro.

I'm sorry I'm early. I don't mean
to barge in on y'all like this.

No, no, T-Sizzle requires
no appointment ever as ASM.

- I appreciate that.
- You're very welcome.

So I looked over those
stock tips you emailed me.

And after hearing you
talk on Glazer's show,

it got me wondering, where
the fuck is my money at?

That's very smart, Sizz. We wish more
players would ask that question.

Besides the half a mil I got
stashed behind my bedroom wall,

I realized I have no fucking clue.

so I'm gonna suggest you
move that cash ASAP.

Joe's right, take it out of your wall.

Point is, when I ask Andre about it,

he ain't got no answers for me.

All he want to talk
about is how much cash

his golf and tennis
tournaments bring in.

Do I look like I give a
fuck about golf or tennis?

- No, you do not.
- I love golf and tennis.

Man, Andre's full of shit and I don't even
think he really believes in me anymore.

So he doesn't believe that you can
make it back after this injury,

- get back on the field, huh?
- Exactly.

But you've done it before.
You've come back better.

Right?

Don't mean I can do it again.

Hey, you can do it again.
You're gonna do it again.

You know why? You got an iron will.

When it's all said and done,
Sizz, you're gonna go down

as one of the greatest
linebackers of all time.

Now, Joe and I have complete confidence

that you're gonna get another
contract, a better contract.

But, you know, there are no
guarantees in life, right?

Sizz, you ready to make a change?

Shit, it feels like it, but Andre always
got a way of talking me out of shit.

I mean, we're not trying to
force you into anything.

Hey, you know what?

- Let me talk to him for a
second outside. - Yeah.

In the meantime, enjoy the chips.

- What the fuck are you doing?
- What the fuck are you doing?

You really want to start poaching
clients and pick a fight with Andre?

All I care about is Sizzle and
making sure that his needs get met.

Right now, by the way, our client list
is not cutting it with the old man.

We need to be proactive. If a
fight is what we get, so be it.

Virginia, baby, when you get a chance, can
you bring me in some hot sauce, please?

I'm not your damn assistant, Sizzle.

Get your own damn hot sauce.

I got it, Sizz. I'll bring
you some hot sauce.

- Good man, Joe.
- All right.

We got to clear this
with the old man first.

I'm not clearing it with the old man.
This is my division.

Here's what we're gonna do.
We're gonna go back in there

and we're gonna close the deal, done.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

In this world, you don't just chop
block the biggest guy on the line,

especially when we're not
cleared by the league yet.

I say we play it clean until
we're officially registered

and then we can just chase after Sizz
and whoever the fuck else we want.

- Hey, Joe.
- What's up, Keith?

We walk away now, Sizz puts it on
the streets that we pussied out.

You think I give a shit about that?
I've been called a pussy my whole life.

Yeah, I'm sure you have, but it's
not gonna start with me now.

- You're a pussy.
- Watch it.

Don't worry, you get used to
it with time. You're a pussy.

- Don't do that.
- Pussy. You fucking pussy.

- See, you're starting to get
numb to it. Pussy. - Don't do it.

You crying, pussy?

Don't do that.

- Sizz, we're in.
- Fuckin' A.

You got to call Andre right now,
tell him you're making a change.

Yeah, all right.

Probably ain't gonna take the
call, but, you know, fuck it.

Andre Alan's office.

It's Terrell Suggs calling
for Andre Alan, please.

- Hi, Terrell. Can you hold, please?
- Sure.

This is their routine. She gonna
act like she's gonna go get him,

then she gonna come back and politely
and tell me to go fuck myself.

- Watch.
- Hello, Sizz.

- Andre?
- I'm glad you called.

Listen, I reserved you some
passes to the Open tomorrow.

I'd love to see you
there, talk business.

Uh, yeah. Yeah, that sound good.

Um, yeah, see you tomorrow.

- I look forward to it.
- All right, cool.

- Shit. - Wow, way to dig in on his ass.

Shit, it seemed kind
of cold-blooded, man.

I didn't want to do this
shit over the phone.

Be better to do it tomorrow in person.

Till then, this doesn't go any further.

- Bet.
- All right.

- Thanks for the burger.
- Welcome to the family.

- Hey, appreciate it.
- All right.

Hey, man, good luck
tomorrow at the Open.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
What are you talking about?

Shit, it's not my fight anymore.

Got my managers to handle
shit like that for me.

- We got you.
- All right. Don't pussy out.

Thanks for the invite, Legs. I've been
brown-bagging it for nearly 20 years.

- You've got to get out more, Jim.
- Amen.

Listen, um, I was hoping

we could discuss the Mitch situation.

Oh, he's blending in well.

Did a very good job with
the Alonzo Cooley signing.

Thank you for being so gracious.

Well, actually, I was a
little confused as to...

Hey, what's up with the
Ricky Jerret thing?

Uh, right now there is no Ricky
Jerret thing. He's a free agent.

Cooley signed a big contract,
so if Jerret leaves town,

I want to be the first
to break where he lands.

You've got sources. He and
Spencer Strasmore are tight.

Okay, we got off track here, Jim.

I'm just saying that Jerret sounds
like a very compelling story

on which you happen to
have pole position.

Completely accidental pun.

Well, you want that
story, put Mitch on it.

Make him earn the extra
20 grand you pay him.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I came here to discuss equal pay

and you're sitting here asking me

to use a personal
relationship to hook a story.

- I'm not judging, Legs.
- Call me Tracy.

- Oh, come on.
- Is that too much to ask?

Don't tell me you've lost
your sense of humor.

What happened to the queen of the double
entendre that I used to know and love?

She told you to go get pole
position on your new bitch Mitch

and then she quit.

What?

Legs.

Okay, all right.

No, come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.

- - Okay, all right.
That's it, you done.

I didn't know
flogging was a training method.

Built like a brick shit house.
There's no way that hurt you.

Ask Pacquiao. Shit works.
Preps you for the pain.

- Mm-hmm. - You should look into
taking up paddleboarding or something.

- What Siefert say?
- He claims his hands are tied.

Things seem really fucked up over there.

Tell me about it. I can't
even get a call about OTAs

and my deal's already set.

A lack of gratitude speaks
volumes about a man.

- That's a good Siefert.
- Morgan Freeman channeling motherfucker.

They just don't see
the market the way we do.

- They claim they don't have any money.
- I want what I deserve.

And if I got to go elsewhere, I will.

You talking about money
or respect, though?

- In this game, it's the same thing.
- You want to get paid.

I promise you we're gonna get you paid.

Jason's all over it. So am I.

You have my word.

All right. So what about me?

I'm gonna set you up
with Coach Berg, okay?

And you buy the man a couple of beers,

and he's gonna give you
the truth, all right?

I'll call him today.

That's the plan?

If you were Vernon, how
much would you pay me?

What do you mean, like a salary?

Yeah, let's say weekly.

Oh, I don't know. Let's...

let's run those numbers, huh?

Um, nothing.

Nothing?

Yeah, you heard me. Nothing.

If I could pay you less than
nothing, I'd pay you that.

You have no idea of all the
stuff I do for Vernon.

Exactly right. That's why I would
pay you less than nothing.

You should pay me to hang out.

I provide food, females,
travel, fun, cars, parties.

What the fuck do you provide?

Okay.

Okay, so this is like a role-play thing.

For me it is. You're playing yourself.

Okay, I'm your main motivator.

Okay? I advise you on contracts.

- Mm-hmm.
- Schedule training.

Coordinate leisure activities.

Just last week I massaged that
fucking groin muscle you tweaked.

Hmm? And I provide a buffer between you

and that slippery bald white guy that
always carrying Spencer's jockstrap.

Joe? He's actually a really smart guy.

All right, listen, Joe,

I'm 24 years old, okay?

I drove here in a $400,000 Rolls

and I don't even have
a checking account.

I just want enough to get my own place

and not have to get
permission to have shit.

Is that too must to ask?

How's 1,500 a week sound?

Hey. Come join the party.

- It's a party, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

Where is everyone?

Nope, it's just you.

Mm-hmm.

A little loud.

Mmm.

You okay?

I went to talk to my boss
about the whole salary thing

and he started cracking jokes,
so I lit him up and I quit.

Fuck it.

Shit, I feel like an ass.

You know what? For four fucking years,

I laughed at their horrible jokes

and I played their game perfectly

and they still paid Mitch more.

Shitty-ass, weasel-faced fuck.

You want me to go to his office
tomorrow morning, smack him around?

I'll do it.

I mean, I will fuck him up.

No, I'll be fine.

- No?
- Thank you.

Hey, Trace, I'm sorry.

I never meant for this to happen.

It's not your fault.

But you guys really suck sometimes.

Yeah, we do.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Vern, where you been?

Hey, what's up, Joe?

I'm working out. Can we make this quick?

Reggie ask you about his salary yet?

We're supposed to talk later today.
Shit's complicated.

- He's important to you, right? - Yeah.

- You want to keep him around?
- Word, that's my bro.

- This isn't a friendship thing, Vern.
- I rely on him, Joe.

Put him on the payroll. It's not gonna
put a dent in your bank account.

Gives him a sense of worth and
clears you of any liability.

If he fucks up in the future,
you can just cut bait.

- How much you think he should get?
- I don't know.

How's 1,500 a week sound? That fair?

Bet.

I'm gonna assume that's a yes.

Yes, Joseph. That's a yes.

All right, big man.

Hey, I really appreciate you seeing
me at such short notice, Doc.

Mm-hmm.

Heard Dr. Grodan took
his family sailing.

Does that guy ever work? Ever?

How much are you taking, Spencer?

A couple pills a day. Just
when the pain flares up.

- So two a day?
- Give or take.

If it were two a day, you wouldn't
need to refill this frequently.

Well, you know, that's
the give or take part.

It's a series two drug now.

This type of volume
puts us both at risk.

I... I'm not at risk.

Abusing these pills

can lead to serious
kidney and liver damage.

- I'm not abusing.
- Not to mention depression,

mood swings, aggression.

Hey, I just banged up
my hip a little bit

and I just need something to
ease the pain, that's all.

How did you injure it?

Tennis.

Yeah, I got real aggressive
on my backhand volley.

Old habit.

Did you come in and
see someone about it?

For a tennis injury? No. Come on, Doc.

I'm a football player.

I can't have that shit
out in the streets.

I got a rep to protect.

Plus I'm a man of pride. You know that.

I'm not comfortable writing any more
prescriptions for you, Spencer.

I'm in pain pretty much
all the fucking time.

And the medication and my job are the
only things that keep my mind off it.

So if you could just write
me a scrip this one time

so I can go back to work and I can
finally put this stabbing sensation

that's on the entire
left side of my body

to rest just for a while.

Please.

I'm gonna write you one scrip.

- 20 pills.
- Mm-hmm.

Your one condition is to
have a full examination

within the next 10 days.

- That's right.
- Until that happens

and we fix the problem, no more
medication from me, Spencer.

Yeah, no, I got it. No more from you,

10 days, we're gonna fix the problem.

- But we're gonna do it together.
- I'm serious.

So am I. I'm serious, too.
Thank you so much.

It's always a pleasure.

San Diego.

Beautiful beaches, bikini-clad bitches,

and my bolo tie-wearing
brother from another mother,

- Philip Rivers.
- Rivers can sling it.

And they could be moving to LA.

I got female problems in
both locations. Pass.

The Mile "High" City.

Super Bowl champs where
the weed is legal

- and the fans are passionate.
- And hungry.

Denver's barely got any
black people, all right?

Come on, Jason, T knows that. Pass.

They ain't got no black
people, but the weed...

But the weed is legal.
I don't smoke. Pass.

Buffalo got cap room.

Rex is a player's coach and they have
seriously upgraded their talent.

0 for four in Super Bowls.

You bring a ring to Buffalo,
you will be a god, Ricky.

Look at the snow, Ricky. Remember what
it was like in December in Green Bay?

Same shit in Buffalo
without Aaron Rodgers.

- Tyrod could be for real.
- Yes, he could be.

He could be the franchise quarterback
that they've been waiting for.

Let's put it on the back burner.
Put it on the back burner.

- Even with the snow?
- Mark it down.

- It's on the back burner.
- Who's next?

The most dominant
franchise in football.

Four titles in the last 15 years.

13 AFC East titles during that same span

and a chance to take a dump
on the Dolphins twice a year.

Two times a year.

- Pass.
- Huh?

Come on, man, the hoodie
is cooler than you think.

Zero tolerance ain't a good fit for me.
Who's next?

The Big Sleazy. Cajun crawfish,

beignets, Bourbon Street, Jazz Fest,

Drew Brees and Coach Payton.

Sean Payton is a genius offensive mind,

all right, and they are
in need of playmakers.

You are a playmaker.

Big Easy, huh?

It's one hell of a football town, Rick.

They love them some Saints.

Did I mention that weed
was legal in Denver?

- Pass.
- He don't smoke.

Stay low, Vern.

Oh, fucking mosquitoes. God
damn, I hate this shit.

You know I pulled a fucking tick
off my ball sack at snack time?

Quiet, Reg. Enemy's right over there.

You give the salary thing a think?

Yeah, it's a good idea.

Good. Good. Great.

- How much you want?
- How much you willing to shell out?

- You the one asking.
- You the one paying.

All right, say it at the
same time on three.

- Ready?
- I'm ready.

One, two, three.

- 800.
- 3,000.

- What?
- What?

3,000?

Hell, no. You tripping, Reg.

If Siefert is gonna drop the sickle,

I would just rather know right now.

Why are you so dramatic?

Are you appreciated? Yes, of
course you're appreciated.

Your leadership in the huddle.

- Your leadership in the locker room.
- Yeah.

- You're very much appreciated. - Yes.

- Yes.
- Yes. But?

But Kovac is healthy again, okay?

He's younger than you, he's a
little bit faster than you,

and he's a whole fuckload of a
lot cheaper than you, okay?

So now, listen, there's an
opening on the right side.

I want you to move over and
I want you to try it out.

- You want to try me?
- Yes.

- On the right side?
- Correct.

I've been banging heads in this
league for 12 years, Coach.

I protected your little
candy ass quarterback's

$96 million ass, didn't I?

- Did he get hurt?
- No, he didn't.

- No, because I had his blind side.
- Yes, you did.

And now here you go moving
me to right tackle?

I'm not moving you. I'm
asking you to do something

very, very, very few athletes could do.

Charles, this is a real opportunity
for you and it's your choice.

You either go onto the right
side or you go back home

and it's "SportsCenter" with
your dick in your left hand

and a big old jug of
Kaopectate in your right hand.

Now you want another round?

Yeah.

Charlie, two.

I like that I feel uncomfortable
around this many white people these days.

You got soul now, Joe.

Hope they have a buffet. I'm starving.

Hey, I love your confidence, man,

and I want to build this
division as badly as you do,

but Miami wealth is on
a whole other level.

I mean, they've got money to burn,

resources we don't have, you know?

They're the top firm in Miami.

Maybe we should ask
ourselves one more time,

just take a quick
moment to ask ourselves

if we should be doing this.

Okay.

Yes.

- Get our tickets.
- Not as quick.

Let's do another one, but not as quick.

- 1,000 bucks I don't fit in this
beautiful Pagani. - I'll double that.

The two tickets under
Terrell Suggs, please.

- All right.
- Are you Vin Diesel?

No, I'm bigger and better-looking.

Come on, Vin, don't mess with the kid.

- Yes, this is Vin Diesel.
- Wow.

- I'm Bruce Willis, actually. Yeah.
Thank you. - Let's go, Bruce.

Do you hear

the noises she's making
when she hits the ball?

I'd fuck her. I'd fuck her, too.

This game is so sexual, huh?

I'd do both of them. I love tennis now.

Shit.

Hey, Joe.

I need you to do something for me.

I'm sorry, giving you life
after football wasn't enough?

I need you to clock me.

Get the fuck out of here.

No, no, no, I'm serious.
It's my pregame ritual.

Helps kill the butterflies.
I need you to clock me.

Oh, now you're nervous?

No, it just gets the
competitive juices... oh!

I assumed you wanted open hand.

I mean, I can ball it
up for you if you want.

- That's quite enough.
- Sandwich style.

- No sandwich.
- All right.

Buddy, there's something
else I got to tell you.

You and Andre were lovers.
I fucking knew it.

No, no, but we do have history.

He mismanaged my money

and we had a really bad breakup.

So is this personal or is this business?

It's a little bit of both.

You want to hit me again?

- No, let's go do this.
- My man.

Fucking paintball.

800 a week, my ant-infested ass.

- Fuck!
- Vern!

- Here, Vern, you all right? - Ah, fuck!

- Vern? - My fucking leg!

- Ah, motherfucker!
- Oh, my God, Nate, what did you do?

- We're here to see Mr. Alan.
- Gentlemen.

Mr. Alan is right over there.

- Ah, the Sizzle boys brought
the weather. - Hello.

- This is Caroline Wozniacki, of course.
- Sure.

This is the main reason I wanted to
be in the tennis business right here.

As you know, we started the
Biscayne Open together years ago.

Yeah, he seems to forget it was my idea,

especially while he was
negotiating my appearance fee.

- Sounds like a classic conflict of
interest. - No, I don't think so.

If you look at her earning
statement, there's zero conflict.

- If you want to hit some balls sometime,
let me know. - I'll be in touch.

Bye.

- Want to sit down?
- Yeah.

Listen, I read in the paper that

Anderson had moved shop recently.

- Yeah, only our division.
- Yeah, we're at

the Related now down by the river mouth.

Oh, yes. I got some
properties down here.

That's nice and quaint there
at the mouth of the river.

- Champagne?
- I'm good, thank you.

Oh, I'll take his.

Okay, let's cut to the chase.
Let's talk about the Sizz.

It's just Sizz, actually.

I like to call him the Sizz because
I like to personalize things.

Yeah, me, too. I call him the Spence.
Hates it.

Yeah, well, the Sizz, he's one of
my most important football clients.

We are doing some very important
business deals, so I'd be very careful.

Well, Sizz says he feels neglected.

So does my wife.

So I will tell you and the
Sizz what I tell her.

I've got a lot of things going on.

Obviously. We know that. I
mean, this place is sweet.

Listen, I know you guys
got this little Frick

and Frack thing going
on with the players.

You got the good-times approach to them.
You got the wild parties.

You know, you're one of the guys,
you're charming, you're up front.

One of you is good-looking.

Please, you're embarrassing me.

But here's the deal.

I don't have a lot of love for guys

who want to waltz into my
backyard and hang a shingle.

I've been doing this thing for 20 years

and you've been doing, what, 20 minutes,

and you think you're gonna
steal one of my clients?

I don't lose clients.
I don't lose, period.

So the Sizz stays where he is.

Well, maybe we can call Sizz
now, see what he thinks.

He doesn't know what he thinks.
He's a football player.

You sound very worried, Andre.

Maybe you don't understand your
clients as well as you think you do.

Maybe they need somebody who does.

No, what they need is someone to
protect and grow their money.

So if they think you're the guy
for that, you and I both know

rather clearly that they're
gonna be deeply disappointed.

Okay.

Well, thanks so much for your time.

And on behalf of Sizz and all the
other football players out there,

you're fucking fired.

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