All language subtitles for Halt And Catch Fire S02E06

It's me again.

Are you there?

Uh, I come home
and I can tell you've been here.

Sometimes it's an empty bottle
on the counter...

or suddenly some of
your clothes go missing.

I feel like you want me
to see these things,

to notice,
and I do and I call,

and you don't pick up.

It's been a week.

I love you.

Call me back.

Sara?

It's Jacob.

Business Development has made
a few last-minute tweaks

in the Mutiny contract and I want it
out the door by this afternoon.

I was just going over it.

Um, specifically what kind of tweaks
are we talking about?

But jumping Mutiny's hourly rate from
$3 to $5 would hamstring their growth.

- Say they have a bad month...
- That's not our problem.

According to Business Development,
the going market rate is $5.

We have to set a precedent
for our future clients.

It's all found money to Westgroup.

What difference does it make
if we offer a temporary exemption?

Why are you so anxious to give
this company a break, Joe?

I hope it's not your past relationship
to the founder.

Absolutely not.

Mutiny's our pilot program.

We both took a risk.
They got a corresponding discount.

Look, I like Cameron,

but I liked the deal you pitched me
a lot more.

A bunch of companies
give us free money

to use our network
when we aren't.

You're my building manager, Joe.

And I only want the tenants
who pay the highest rent.

Jacob, I respectfully disagree.

With Mutiny, I see our role
as much more hands-on.

This is a company with
a real potential to innovate.

There's a lot of talent there,
but it's raw.

It needs shaping, guidance.

- That's where we come in.
- Okay, start out at $5.

Go down to four, if you have to,
but 3.50 is the absolute bottom.

If they don't sign,
move on.

Yeah, right here.
Thanks so much.

They're here! They're here!

- Landshark!
- Well, if it isn't Alfred Einstein!

I can't believe
you got off of your butt,

put your feet to the ground,
and you actually showed up.

Get over here!

- You got big, huh?
- Joanie and Haley?

Wh... You girls must have
aged 100 years

since I last saw you.

Yeah, thank God
they got their mother's looks.

Hey, Jody, Michael,
take your cousins to the back and...

- New trampoline! Come on!
- Wow!

- I'll go.
- It's really bouncy!

- Come on, you guys!
- Ah.

How you doin', man?
You all right?

You up and flew out here awful fast.
Not that I'm not thrilled to see you.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Huh?

We'll get into it a little later.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Tada.
- Oh, thank you for getting those.

Joanie practically refused to go
to California without 'em.

Found them stuck in the corner pockets
of your father's pool table.

- Are okay, honey?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.
I just have to get to work.

Well, I'm glad you at least
took the morning.

You looked tired as a dog,
for one thing,

and I haven't even
heard from you since Easter.

Gordon's been by with the girls...

Yeah, well, Gordon has
a thing called free time.

How about you tell me
what's really going on?

Is it you and Gordon?
You two having... problems again?

I, uh...

I was pregnant,
but I, uh, I lost it.

- I... miscarried.
- Oh, my God, Donna.

- Honey, I'm so sorry.
- You know, I...

Wait, I wasn't very far along,

and I was waiting for
the right time to tell Gordon,

but then it...

It's okay.
It wasn't planned.

Like you said, I'm so underwater
with work as it is

and Gordon and I are already

practically leading
separate lives, so...

You know, it'll get easier.

But it'll take time.

I love the children we have.

You know, it really wouldn't have
been fair to them.

It was a really special time

when they were small,
but we are in a different place now,

our family feels complete,

and so maybe in a way,

maybe this is what's best.

Ten bucks says
they're at it right now.

If I had ten bucks to burn,

you think I'd be back here
wrestling coax, trying to steal us HBO?

Damn it!

- Told you.
- All right, ten bucks.

Follow me.

A sub breached the network.

He broke into the autoexec. Bat file
and now he's giving out free user IDs.

- Oh, shit!
- Come quick!

- Coming! Just one second!
- Go, go, go.

How many, uh, IDs?

- I'll see you at work.
- Bye.

Ah, man!
I missed it!

That's good.
Back to work, guys. Come on.

He wears boxers.

Guys!

So this is Mutiny.

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$5 an hour is unmanageable.

Ac... actually, it's insane.

If we have one bad month

or if we're doing well
and we want to make new hires,

this leaves no room for error.

This feels like a bait and switch.

Of course it's a bait and switch.

- It's Joe MacMillan.
- That's not our intent.

- With Jacob Wheeler involved...
- Your fiancée's dad.

They evolved.
This was out of my control.

Yeah, you evolved
back into an asshole.

Oh, but look, he held out
three whole days, so hat's off.

Okay, message received.

I wanted to do the courtesy of
coming here in person,

but there are certainly
other companies

who are interested in your space
on our network.

- I'll reach out to one of them.
- No, look.

Just give us a minute.

Am I the only one that sees
what's happening here?

First he's the man behind the network,
now he's changing our deal terms?

- What's next?
- Look, I don't like it either.

But his network is the best thing
to happen to us,

and right now we need him
more than he needs us.

- Yes, and he knows it.
- Yes...

but if you can keep your cool,

I can get us a number
we can live with

and then he's back to being a name

on the 12th page of
our contract, right?

Fine.

So, uh, you and Cameron
worked together at Cardiff, huh?

We did.

She must be an interesting boss.

She knows what she wants.

You ran PCs for them?

I've been knocking around tech
for a long time,

always working to
the next new thing.

- Well, time-sharing's not that new.
- Time-sharing's just a way in.

CompuServe started as a division of
a life insurance company,

then got bought by H&R Block
who wanted to diversify.

Now it's a 500-pound gorilla in
the world of commercial online service.

Who knows where Westgroup
can take it from there?

Yeah, so, how you guys
handling security?

Are you multiplexing them in
from an SNA network

from the modem banks
with task-switching...

Comes a time
when vision meets engineering,

you hire people.

Thanks for the coffee.

So, you've said your party line,
I've said mine.

Let's cut the posturing
and we'll get down to the real number.

- $5.
- Joe.

- It's $5.
- No.

No, this is where you say 4.50,

and then I say 3.50,

and then, eventually,
we settle on four, which is fair.

$4.

$5.

This isn't a negotiation.

You started at a promotional rate.

- I'm sorry, this isn't a negotiation?
- That promotion is over.

If you don't agree to the $5 terms,

- Westgroup is moving on.
- Moving on?

- That's... that's not
- Charity? No, it's not.

This is a partnership.

Jacob Wheeler isn't interested

in a typical landlord-tenant
relationship with you.

He wants to work with innovative
companies who are agile and committed.

$5 is the ante for this table.

If Mutiny can't compete
at the going market rate,

maybe it shouldn't be
in the game.

Donna?

Donna?

This is bullshit!

Joe, this is bullshit!

All you own is time on a network.

What entitles you to have an opinion
about anything that we do here?

What makes you think that you can
question our commitment

for one dollar an hour?

- Calm down.
- I'm fine, I'm fine.

God...

Maybe being in bed
with a billionaire...

I'm sorry,
with a billionaire's daughter

makes you think that
you can jerk us around

- for your own amusement...
- Donna.

...but this is real to us.

So it's $4, Joe.

It's $4.

- Just...
- Don't bother.

It's fine.

He's gonna call in three hours
and he's gonna say $4.

He's bluffing.

So, that's where I'm at.

Uh, look,
anything you need, okay?

Anything at all,
you just say the word, okay?

And the girls,
they can come stay with us,

or I could fly out if you need,
you know?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Jesus, Gordon.

Hey, hey, hey.
Seriously, it's okay, all right?

I know it's a shock.

I-I shouldn't have laid it all
on you at once like that.

Jesus, I'm sorry.
I should be the one comforting...

What can I do?

Hey, Henry,
you're already doing it, okay?

It's all right.

Oh.

Donna must be a mess
with all this going on.

Actually, uh,
she doesn't know.

- Gordon...
- Look, you have no idea

what the last year
has been like.

I mean, you know,
her work's taking off.

You know,
and it's driving her,

you know, like, uh...

Well, like mine used to,
you know?

She's happy, okay?
She's energized.

And she'd stop everything
to take care of me,

and I... I can't ask her
to do that.

Not... not yet, at least.

So, um, if we had to
switch back to XTs,

- how long would that take?
- We're not gonna have to do it.

Okay, but just in case we do,

- just round number it for me.
- Look, I'm sorry, okay?

I don't know what else
you want me to say.

Guys?

What?

It's not the modem.

What is it?
What happened?

Joe MacMillan happened!

He pulled the plug!

- So, I guess he wasn't bluffing.
- Okay, okay, okay.

Um, so do you want to
call him, maybe,

or are you just
gonna cry again?

- That's enough.
- Come on, Donna!

The name on page 12
of our contract

just shut our company down because of
your great negotiation skills!

- Cameron.
- Could you have had your day on the rag

when the entire network
wasn't at stake?

Hey, I said that's enough, damn it!

- God, what is wrong with you?
- I'm...

I'm gonna fix it.

I'm gonna fix it.

Oh, the shop's been slippin'
the last few years.

I still think we can
pull it out,

but Dad wants to sell it,
let it get turned into a Midas.

- Where does that leave you?
- I'd stay on, work for the new owners.

Oh, come on,
that doesn't seem right.

I'm gonna call him,
tell him he's making a mistake.

Oh, no, no, no, no. You've... you've
got enough on your plate right now.

Oh, what time is it?

- Hoo-hoo!
- Should we settle up?

You know, go give
Wendy some relief?

Uh, yeah, yeah.
I'm gonna go hit the head.

You wanna get the...

Excuse me,
can we get our tab?

- Ju... Jules Duffy?
- Gordon.

I'll be damned. Thought you'd gone
all rich and famous on us.

Yeah, I got my plane
parked out back.

I'm here with Henry.

Yeah, I see plenty of Henry.

You two still trying to get back
what you had in high school?

Nope, just trying to get him to pay his
bar tab every once in a blue moon.

Hey, you remember that time
that I caught you and Henry

breaking into Dad's liquor cabinet?

And y'all made me drink
a coffee cup full of brandy

- just so I couldn't tell on you?
- No. Did it work?

God, I nearly died
the next morning.

The house is still there.

You can come by anytime.

Yeah, I'll just crawl
into Henry's old window,

scare his kids,
leave mine alone.

- You have kids?
- 12.

You have 12 kids?

I have one kid,
12 years old.

- Oh.
- He's my anchor. R.J.

Jules Duffy,
married with a kid.

Well, you're half right.

Single mom.

All right, pay up, pecker.

Heard you got rich,
so big tip.

What the hell was that about?

- You're asking me?
- Yeah.

She lost it.
Now we're dead.

All Donna did was behave
like you do every day

without bailing you out
for it like usual.

- You know, maybe you didn't like it...
- I never...

...because it was like
looking in a damn mirror!

People have other things
going on in their lives

- that you don't know about.
- And you do, huh?

Can't you see that that woman
is going through something?

She could use a friend
right now.

I was out of line,
and I apologize.

This work...

this work means a lot to me.

And if we accept your deal,
we're risking our survival.

And if we don't,

we could scramble for months
to try and find another network.

Months in this business
could crush us.

That's not what you want, is it?

- If this is about Cameron...
- It's not.

Then to pull the plug
over one dollar,

that's what you do when
you're trying to get out of a deal.

Which is where
we find ourselves now.

Well, I can't leave here

until we work this out,
so you tell me.

What can I do?

Maybe...

Uh, maybe I could find some
wiggle room on the price

if Mutiny met a few, um,

strategic benchmarks.

Benchmarks?

For example,
when I log onto Mutiny,

the main screen,
it's boring.

There's a company in Houston
that has news and weather

as soon as you log on.

Delphi has a travel agency.

There's an outfit
in Galveston

that has a stock ticker
updated hourly.

That's the kind of thing that makes me
the user want to stay longer.

- We can do that.
- Another thing...

check out the messaging available
on something like IBM's VNET.

Mail programs have been around
for over a decade.

Exactly.
Why doesn't Mutiny have one?

Because that's not...

We can do mail,
and we can do the interface.

And if we do...

He's not gonna like it,
but I, uh,

bet I could get Jacob to shave off
a buck for... for one last thing.

What?
What is it that you need?

Mutiny currently runs exclusively on
Commodore 64s, right?

64s will be boat anchors by '88.

In the meantime,
UNIX is poised to explode.

If Mutiny could port to a machine
that runs UNIX,

say the new AT&T box,

I think I could justify
a lower price.

But UNIX is a completely different
operating system.

That's a major coding overhaul.

In fact,
I would go so far

as to plug you back in right now,

- ink the contract at $5...
- But...

...and add a provision that
once you meet these benchmarks,

we'll drop it down to 3.50.

I'll see what I can do.

UNIX? Christ.

I think he knew he wanted
these benchmarks

before he ever came over here
this morning.

- It was all just about leverage.
- Yeah.

Well, I guess it was
a negotiation after all.

- But the AT&T isn't even in color.
- Hey, let's look at the bright side.

I guess we'll have stock ticker
and mail now.

Great, we'll be bleeding edge
for 1979.

You know, there are blueprints
to build mail out

because it's been around forever.

- It wouldn't take that long.
- Cool. Thanks.

- Just trying to help.
- Look, I just...

I don't know what choice we have.

You could fake UNIX.

Make it look like Mutiny
is running on the AT&T,

get your better rate
locked in now,

actually go multiplatform
at your leisure.

I talked to him this morning
and he knows the script, sure,

but his actual tech knowledge
is really limited.

If you get him in here tomorrow morning
and you sit him down at a demo,

- and if it looked real enough...
- No, the boot and interface screens

for the 64 and the AT&T
are completely different.

Yeah, but we can paint the screens
however we want.

I mean, write a Commodore program
that makes it look just like the AT&T.

But Joe would know
that porting to an OS

like UNIX would take longer
than 24 hours.

Would he?

- What, you're gonna say, "Bad idea"?
- It is a bad idea.

So, we run the demo off a C64

and we don't invite him
till tomorrow night.

The goal is simple...

replace the guts of this AT&T box
with those of a Commodore,

hook up the video cards inside
to the monochrome CRT.

When Joe boots up,
he'll think he's running UNIX,

but really it'll be our 64.

- A wolf in UNIX clothing.
- Okay, screwdriver.

The thing only has enough room
for an internal serial modem.

How the hell are we supposed to fit
an external Hayes box inside?

- Let alone the Commodore cards.
- We could lay the cards flat

and connect them out the back
with ribbon cables.

The metal connections will touch
the case and each other

- and short everything out.
- We could put cardboard between.

Well, then we'll have a cooling problem,
if we can even fit the fan.

Unless we don't even use a fan.

Yeah, we just turn it on before he gets
here and kick him out before it melts.

Or you could just take your time,
do it for real.

Well, we don't have that
kind of time at $5 an hour.

So it's about price,
it's not about Joe.

No, it's about both. It's about
not letting him dictate our vision.

Yeah, but couldn't this make Mutiny
better, these things that he wants?

All right,
I'll leave you to it.

Ah, you always were the prodigy.

Mm, not with transmissions.

You always kicked my ass at those.

You think that stuff
made you sick?

Maybe, but that time in the shop

made me an engineer,
you know?

Guts in a machine equals
guts in a machine.

You know, I bet Dad wishes

you'd stayed behind
to run the shop.

Hey, why don't I borrow
your truck tomorrow?

I'll head up to Sacramento,
talk to Dad?

- Yeah.
- Hmm?

Yeah, of course.
Yeah.

Um, I should...
I should warn you, though,

that, uh, some... some jag-off
backed into it a week or so ago

- and so there's just one headlight.
- I know. I'll be careful.

- It's really good to see you, brother.
- Yeah.

- Hey, thanks for meeting me.
- Not a problem.

- So, where you wanna have this talk?
- Hop in.

So, how often during the work week?

Well, a little less
since that bar fight,

but probably still
three, four days,

often before noon.

- Does Wendy know?
- Oh, she knows.

And the truck?

He stayed till after close
a couple weeks ago.

Next day, said he swerved
to avoid a deer.

Yeah, I called my dad.

Although, it was a rabbit
when he heard that story.

So, anyway, that's the boring-ass story
of your alcoholic brother.

If you've heard enough,
I think I'll get home to my kid,

stop narcing on
my high school boyfriend.

Hell, I got weed in my purse
right now.

Call myself a mother.

What?

I'm sure you're a great mother.

I was also thinking how great
weed sounds to me right now.

The external modem
is not gonna fit.

The box, it's big enough,
but it's not tall enough, okay?

The L clips on the 64 serial port,
they're too high.

We had to hacksaw them down.

Yeah, but an external modem
will give it away.

We can't...

Could we fake
an online connection?

Have Joe dial into the network,

but he's actually just linked to
another Commodore in the house?

- I have completely corrupted you.
- That's a great idea.

But what cable's
gonna be fast enough

and also not completely give it away
by being out in the open?

Wait, what if we...

Carl, did you guys ever
get the HBO working?

Uh, kind of. Like, we watched
"Cat People" the other night.

You could see about
half a boob, which we...

Oh, my God!
The coax.

Yes.

We can use Ethernet encoding.

Plus... plus, the cable's
already hidden along the walls.

We can just adjust it
where we need to.

We'll still need to hear
a modem, though.

- Bodie?
- Yeah?

Do you still have that little recorder?
Okay, go record the modem connecting.

Then we'll pull out the recorder's
power switch, we'll run wires up it,

- stash the whole thing in the AT&T...
- Someone pinches the wires

- and then it triggers the recording.
- On it.

Okay, how much time
do you need for the coax?

Two hours, tops.

Oh-oh, my God,

I was so paranoid
after that first experience.

I think I stopped
getting high until college.

And then you made up for it.

I totally made up for it.
It was Berkeley.

Yeah, yeah, you were always
the smart one.

If I was so smart,
why'd you go out with Henry?

I was 16.
He was the cute one.

Oh, geez!

He was never as funny as you.

Henry could catch a pass,

but you always had us
cracking up in the stands.

Jesus.

What?

It's just been a long time since
anyone's thought of me as being funny.

You know, it's so interesting
who we grow up to be.

Have you ever thought about
who you could've been

if you'd have taken
a different path?

Sure.

So, what are you saying,
you should've done something else?

Stayed here?
Sold tractors off the 5?

You got nothing to complain about.

Yeah.

God, it feels so good
to just sit here...

and do the wrong thing with you.

Well, I don't want to keep you.

I'm sure you got better things to do
than sit in the back of a truck

and just listen to me
babble on.

Yeah, actually, I do.

I'm having a good time.

Okay, log on.

Not bad.

Yeah, for monochrome.

- Go ahead, play something.
- Hang on.

I wanna...
I wanna see mail.

Uh, so it's inside the game,
so select what you wanna play.

- Uh-huh.
- Okay, and now find Lev

- on the user list.
- I'm, uh, NewWaveLev.

Then hit Alt+M.

- Mm.
- This is still Community.

Exactly. We built the mail client
on top of the existing code.

So, if a user is online,
they get the message instantly,

and if they're offline...
Lev, sign off.

And, "What hath God wrought?"

Okay, now, Lev,
sign back on.

Now.

That's very clever.

Okay, so, that's everything
you asked for.

Looks like it.

Wait, wait, wait.
I've got a game open.

I want to play it.

Yeah, go play it.
Go ahead.

Hmm.

- Here, try something else. There's...
- No, I want to play chess again.

- What about...
- One more time.

Hmm.

I find it remarkable that three
different human Mutiny users

opened with the same
King's Indian defense.

It's almost as if they were
programmed to do so.

Oh.

Oh. Your...

computer is melting to the table.

Here.

Interesting.

I've never seen a Commodore
like this before.

Must be an exclusive model.

And look...

there's no modem.

We're not even online.

You couldn't do it.

Oh, it's not that we couldn't do it,
we just thought it was a waste of time.

But you did have time
to animate the games,

gut the box, fake the data.

How are you streaming it?

- Joe?
- What? What do you want?

You want to insult me again, say
I'm a bad guy, a bait-and-switch artist?

I put you on the network.

I handed you a deal my boss
didn't want you to have.

- Don't do this to me again.
- You did this to yourself.

What kills me about it is
you're so much better than this.

I have to tell you something.

Well, this night took a turn.

- Hey.
- What?

Can I be honest with you?

Gordon, I'm a big girl.
I know what this is.

There's something
wrong with me.

Tell me something
I don't know.

No, there's something
wrong with me.

It's in my brain.

I've had problems with

my hands and my speech.

I may not ever be the same.

And I mean,
it may even get worse.

Gordon, I'm sorry.

- I...
- I'm scared.

Like, I'm really scared.

It's okay.

I mean,
it's okay to be scared.

I'd probably be scared, too.

Part of me wanted to believe

that if I didn't say anything,
you know, it wouldn't be real.

- But the weight of it...
- I understand.

You can't imagine
what it's been like.

I mean,
what does this mean?

You know, what about my kids?

- Gordon...
- Am I gonna wake up one day

and not feel my legs?

Are they gonna have to
put me in a home?

I mean, Jesus, Jules,
I could die.

And I haven't even told my wife.

- What?
- I can't, her job.

I mean, I've been
carrying this all alone.

Okay, stop. Stop.

Gordon, what are you
doing right now?

Nothing.
We're just talking.

No, no, you're dumping
all this on me.

- Wait, what?
- Wait, is that what this is?

Is that why you
brought me out here?

- So you could unburden yourself?
- No.

Look, if you wanted
someone to talk to...

- Wait, Jules.
- Oh, my God.

I'm grateful to you.

- Grateful?
- Yeah.

Jules.

You know, Donna,

Mutiny, uh... might be done.

I mean,
we might not exist tomorrow.

So, if you're doing this
for the company...

That's not why I'm doing this.

Do you want me to come with you?

It's all right.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Look, I don't know, Dad.

Hey, what happened?

You okay?

- Where were you?
- Come here.

She woke up
and didn't know where you were.

I tried Dad, but I guess
you didn't make it.

Yeah, I had to stop

and talk to Jules
about a few things.

- You kidding me?
- Henry.

Yeah, like hell you were just talking.

Yeah, you smell like weed

- and you also smell like...
- Henry!

- What is going on?
- What's going on

is my brother's a selfish prick
and he always has been.

Hey, get ahold of yourself.

I thought you were driving up
to talk to Dad to help me out.

I did talk to Dad on the phone
before I went to Duffy's.

He said that you leveraged
the shop into the ground

over the past three years
and pissed away half the customers.

- That's bullshit!
- Look, he's worried about you, Henry.

- I'm worried about you.
- Okay, so let me get this straight.

So you... you bang
my ex-girlfriend,

cheated on your wife
because I drink too much?

- Listen to me, we were just talking.
- Now you're lying to my face!

- You can't stay here tonight.
- Hey, listen, Henry,

- the whole reason that I flew out...
- Please, just leave, Gordon.

- Just go.
- Daddy.

Oh, come here, sweetie.
Come here.

You've reached the Clarks!

- Gordon.
- Donna.

- Joanie.
- Haley.

Leave a message.

- Donna, are you there?
- Mommy.

Haley, it's okay. It's okay.

Honey, it's me.
Pick up the phone.

Hi, I'm here.
Is everything okay?

No, it's Haley.
She woke up.

There's some bedtime thing you do.

- She said it'd help if...
- Yeah, yeah, of course.

Does she have Jinx?

Yeah, she's lying down
with him now.

Okay, um, put the phone
on the pillow next to her.

Hey, come here.
Come here.

Hey, hey, baby girl.
You okay?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

You listen really carefully now,
all right?

Mm-hmm.

Two days ago, you told me that
I was the building manager

and that our involvement
with our network partners

ended at the rent
we charged them.

I disagreed,
so this is what I did.

I gave Mutiny a very specific
set of benchmarks,

goals I wanted them to achieve

in exchange for a reduced
network rate of $3.50 an hour.

- The floor you specified.
- I'm sure you did.

This is beginning to feel
like a pattern, Joe.

- How am I supposed to trust you if...
- Here's what happened.

They completed
the first two in 24 hours.

The third they deemed
a waste of their time,

but they didn't tell me that
to my face.

Instead, they decided to
try and deceive me.

- Now you know how it feels.
- Here's the interesting part.

Just to avoid doing it,

they ended up using
a sophisticated Ethernet encode

and streaming data over line
they were using to steal pay television.

The technology
is called broadband.

So new it's only being used in a couple
college campuses and military bases.

Commercially,
it's too expensive

and there's not nearly
enough line laid, but...

- But?
- 10 years from now,

it'll likely make modems irrelevant.

These kids rigged it up
on their own in a day.

So, what's your point, Joe?

I think we should acquire them.

Ripped & Corrected By mstoll