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[man] Previously on Billions.

We're gonna destroy
Mike Prince together.

[Chuck] You're gonna clear me.

The�world�will�think

you're�under�indictment

and going away, right
up until the minute

we�lock�Mike�Prince�up.

You�got�a�deal.

[Dave] But no one can know.

The�GPS�ankle�monitor,�Judge,

is an unnecessary and
extraordinary measure.

- [Judge] Request denied.
- [Dave] You knew the deal.

- This man is a crusader.
- [Ira] This piece basically says

you're the Robin Hood
of New York City.

- I am.
- We were supposed to be

in�this�together.

You made me ashamed
to be seen in public,

divided my family,
and you shut me out.

[Dave] You're making your
only friend into your enemy.

[Wags] Taylor Mason
Carbon will be sunsetted,

but you will still be right here
at the head of one unified firm.

We�can't�embarrass�each�other.

We�need�to�slake�our�appetites.

Michael fucking Prince
is running for president.

[Wendy] But I have decided
that he is dangerous.

I�came�over�here�for�your�help.

[Axe] If that's why you've
come, you're not alone.

All that's missing is Han
and the Millennium Falcon.

I�guess�that's�where�I�come�in.

? Do you wanna dance ?
? And hold my hand? ?

? Tell me, baby, ?
? I'm your lover man ?

? Oh,�baby ?

? Do�you�wanna�dance? ?

? Do you wanna dance ?
? Under the moonlight? ?

? Squeeze me, baby, ?
? All through the night ?

? Oh,�baby ?

? Do�you�wanna�dance? ?

? Do you, do you, do you ?
? Do you wanna dance? ?

? Do you, do you Do you, ?
? do you wanna dance? ?

? Do�you,�do�you,�do�you ?

? Do�you�wanna�dance? ?

? Do you wanna dance ?
? Under the moonlight? ?

? Squeeze me, baby, ?
? All through the night ?

? Oh,�baby ?

? Do�you�wanna�dance? ?

? Do you wanna dance ?
? Under the moonlight? ?

? Squeeze me, baby, ?
? All through the night ?

? Oh,�baby ?

? Do�you�wanna�dance? ?

Axe Global's lean and mean
as James Coburn's silhouette

- in the Mag Seven days.
- [Gordie] Listen,

only a moron wouldn't be
"hodling" in this market.

This is not the time
for paper hands.

No,�if�that's�how�you�feel,

then you should be off
saving trees or children.

Whatever the fuck.
I'm making money.

Plus I got Gordie trading
in digital currency.

Kid's a killer with
the blockchain.

Ah, "Crusher" Blackwell
of the crypto.

Get�'em,�Gordo!

Give 'em the big splash
like Crusher used to.

I am banging 'em two
at a time, Uncle Wags.

The two billion
you started with...

- Doubled, more or less.
- Yeah, of course he has.

Rags to riches, twice over.

From stowaway on a plane
to king of the castle,

- emperor of the realm.
- We got it, Wagsy.

You�seem�different.

Lighter.�Focused.�Happy.

Yes, like Bruce Wayne after
training at the monastery.

Steve Jobs after
meditating in India.

- Deadlier than ever.
- Okay.

You guys are laying
this on thicker

than�a�Carol�Kaye�bassline.

But�instead,�tell�me�this.

Prince send you here to
get me leaning forward

so�he�can�knock�me�down�again?

I can see h-how you'd... but no.

If he even knew we were
here, we'd be whacked.

We kind of planted the idea
for this trip in a way that...

Made�him�think�it�was�his?

I've been on the
smoking end of that.

No�fun.

Our ostensible purpose
here is to flake off

certain controversial
foreign investors

in�anticipation�of�Prince's�run.

Huh.�Prince�for�Prez.

It doesn't get easier to
swallow the more you say it.

And the future leader
of the free world

has no clue that he flew
the three of you out here

so�that�you�could...

Enlist you in a
campaign against him?

Against�his�campaign.

[chuckles]

It's tough to be a
billionaire these days.

All�right.

Let's�get�to�it.�Come�on.

The�State�of�New�York�is�moving

to dismiss the indictment
with prejudice, yes?

Yes, we're moving to dismiss
all charges against Mr. Rhoades.

[sighs]

And�the�reason�for�dismissal,

Madam�Attorney�General?

I'll�take�the�first�part�first.

- No evidence...
- Mr. Rhoades,

- the judge asked...
- No crime. No nothing.

Plus,�no�jury�would�convict,

since the general cultural
reappraisal of my prior work

has lifted my reputation
to heights so high

not even Dick Fosbury
could flop over it.

The State of New
York no longer feels

it�can�prove�Mr.�Rhoades's�guilt

beyond a reasonable
doubt, Your Honor.

Despite the defendant's
Ochocinco touchdown dance,

the motion is granted
with prejudice.

Mr. Rhoades, charges
are dismissed.

You�are�free�to�go.

[taps�gavel]

Attorney�General�Mahar...

I advise you to
exercise better judgment

in�future�prosecutions,

especially given the waste
of judicial resources.

Understood,�Your�Honor.

Hot�damn.

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Describe�it�to�me.

The moment you enter the
Oval and sit behind the desk.

The way you see it
when you daydream.

I've never once
conjured that image.

I'm�not�the�sort�of�man...

First campaign I was on,
my boss, the Ragin' Cajun,

laid�it�out�for�me.

You gotta make these
guys tell you the dream.

It's the only way to
get inside their heads.

His�guy�was�a�megalomaniac.

I won't work for one who isn't,

'cause that sucker's
never getting there.

And every single one of
you rolls that first moment

around your brains like
Marshall Mathers imagined

the first time he'd have
an audience with Dre.

[Prince�chuckles]

Now you've presented
this challenge well.

I can't tell if I
score more points

with�you�as�a�politician...

We never use that word.
You're not a politician.

You're hoping to contribute
by doing a public service.

- A statesman.
- Good. Yes.

Still, I can't tell
if I score more points

by giving in quickly
to your frame

or�by�continuing�to�resist�it.

Nicely�rendered,�as�I�said.

Don't�vamp.

You won't have time to
when the cameras are on.

I�walk�into�the�Oval�alone.

Slowly.

Hesitate before coming around
and sitting in the chair.

I take the letter the
previous fella wrote,

put it in my jacket
pocket to read later.

I let myself take
three deep breaths

of total and complete
satisfaction.

And�then�I�call�Scooter�in,

and we start doing
the nation's business.

[Luke] If you were
a normal candidate,

the only win would have
been to refuse the premise,

start talking about
something else.

But since I'm not, I lean
into the authenticity,

the man of purpose
who isn't afraid

to seem like he wants it all.

Yeah.�Bring�him�along�with�you

so they think it can
happen to them too.

The�money,�the�power,�the�job.

So they keep two thoughts
about you in their heads

at the same time.
You're just like them.

Small town. Grit and effort,
and luck smiling upon.

But also that you are
nothing like them at all,

that you are their better
who will protect them

and lead them while at
least understanding them.

You�get�it.

- [pounds table]
- That's why you're the best

in�your�game.

So, you in? You gonna
run the campaign?

Because you parried
one attack? Uh, no.

I'm�a�bit�of�a�way�from�in.

But�I'm�not�out.

Not sure you believe
yet in me, or...?

I'm�not�sure�I�see�the�path.

[laughs] When I do
something, it usually works.

And if it doesn't, I
pivot in such a way

that�no�one�remembers...

"Usually" isn't
gonna be good enough.

You're running as
an independent,

which is gonna burn me
with the DNC if we lose

and with the GOP if I ever
decide to change stripes.

Can't�be�a�bad�thing�these�days.

As�the�Cajun�taught�me,

Dems are about as fun
as a church dance,

and�even�less�sexy.

- But their checks clear.
- Yeah, well, with me,

you can forget about
checks. I pay cash.

And�when�we�win,

you'll be feted as
a miracle worker.

That�part�is�true.

And now I know
how you get there.

The�Eisenhower�path.

That's�pretty�much�it.

I�have�to�win�a�world�war?

Oh,�ha!�If�only.

No, you have to be excellent
in your chosen field.

- [laughs]
- Best in the world.

He�already�is.

Even�better�than�he's�been.

So good at it that
it becomes obvious

why he should take that
skill set to the Oval.

So�he�needs�record�returns.

But within impossible
parameters.

Every investment your firm
makes is gonna be scrutinized

for both profitability
and ethical soundness.

Sounds like a typical
day here at MPC.

[Luke] Don't sell it.

Do�it.

Show�me,�everyone,

that you can create
unseen returns

without coming
close to the line,

while at the same time slowly
turning to face the public,

and, uh, yeah, I'm a
real possibility for you.

I'll�do�it.

I�was�born�to�do�it.

And,�uh,�you�have�to�know,

even if I decide to engage,

I'll have to deep dive
in the rest of your life.

Starting�with�your�wife.

I have to meet her
before I sign on.

Of�course.

You're�conflicted.

I don't audition. He
should be auditioning.

He�was.�He�did.

And�he�got�the�part.

That he's picky, that's good.

Yes.�Yeah.�Agreed.

I'll�give�him�what�he�wants,

a ten-bagger that
hits my constituents

in their wallets
and their hearts

while�filling�mine�too.

Tell�Philip�to�put�the�word�out

and start vetting
ideas that come in.

And�Andy?

You two need to have
that conversation.

I'm�not�letting�some�guy

that doesn't even work for
me yet inside my bedroom.

Running for president involves
enduring humiliations aplenty.

It�comes�with�the�job.

Like Bernie Sanders
dancing on Ellen,

or Hillary cozying up
to Bill on 60 Minutes.

Call�Andy.

[knock�on�door]

Daevisha.

Hmm.

Shall I greet you
in the Philly shell

to deflect the roundhouse right?

I'd feint with my right
and land an uppercut

before�you�got�off.

So�instead,�we�talk?

That seems to be our
theater of combat, yes.

And I came to say this: If you
think you're coming for my job

now that you're free, know
that I will not step down

and�I�will�not�relent.

Mm.�Yeah,�no,�of�course.�Sure.

You're Sugar Ray, hellbent
on cracking that shell.

I�will�move�silent�and�deadly

and unpredictable as
a fucking panther.

If I were to come for your post,

I'd whisper about how cozy
you are with big business...

Oh, you bring that weak shit
my way, and I will crush you.

Ah.�Breathe,�Davey.

The thing is, I see
your gig for what it is.

- Bush league.
- Suited you fine not long ago.

Oh, I took it
'cause it was there.

A�way�station.

But it's not the job
I'm looking at now.

Perfect for you,
though. Bush league.

But you do have your
eye on something.

If a fella doesn't have
his eye on something,

how's he gonna know
where he's going?

Remember�the�assignment.

Big�and�brassy,

like something
Gaga would've worn

before she became a movie star.

Got one. Zilo Pharma
has reversed aging

in�naked�mole�rats.

Well-Global, manufacturing
using carbon dioxide

- pulled from the atmosphere.
- K-Cel,

quantum battery charging
for electric cars.

[animated�chatter]

Selling�candy�so�the�debate�team

can take a charter
bus to nationals?

I�was�in�band.

Our bus trip was to the
Medieval Times in Lyndhurst.

- Horn section.
- Woodwinds. Bassoon.

This�is�it.�Your�play.

- Philip agreed?
- We'll never know.

I drove around that
particular speed bump.

Because�he'd�spot�the�trouble?

'Cause I didn't want
to share the credit.

- Just like a bassoonist.
- [door opens]

Skipped�a�step.

It's�okay.�Pitch�it.

Company's called Korlera.
This is the product.

All the devices are
Bluetooth-enabled.

Doctors�connect�with�patients

in poor and rural
areas over video.

Readings�come�in�in�real�time.

- Let's see it in action.
- Of course.

Unmuting.

Dr. Eisenstadt, I'm
with Mike Prince now.

- Run us through.
- [Eisenstadt] Great.

Let's start with the
blood pressure cuff.

Place it on your
wrist, Mr. Prince,

then put your feet
flat on the ground.

That�looks�good.

Go ahead and press
start on the monitor.

[beeps�and�whirrs]

- [beeps]
- Beautiful.

I'm�getting�a�clear�reading.

110�over�77.

That's�excellent,�Mr.�Prince.

We can do EKG,
blood glucose level,

pulse�oximeter,�we�can...

Thanks, Doc. That's
good enough for now.

Killer�numbers�there,�boss.

How can they guarantee
HIPAA compliance?

Encrypted�transmission.

BLE�is�notoriously�vulnerable

- to hacking and malfunction.
- [Victor] Yeah, that's true.

Bluetooth�Low�Energy�was.

But all Korlera's devices
run Bluetooth 5.2.

They�were�designed�for�it.

So they didn't have to
retrofit older hardware?

[Victor] Exactly. Poor areas
underserved by medical care

suddenly have access
like everyone else.

In�fact,�I�sent�one�of�these

to my grandparents
outside of Buffalo.

Said it was like having
Marcus Welby, MD,

in their guest room,
whoever the fuck that is.

[laughs] Good. Very good.

This market's been
accelerated by COVID.

Projected to grow to
4.3 trillion by 2026.

So if you want one
that earns like Munger

but plays like
Oprah, this is it.

Philip?

It's�a�Lady�Gaga.

Good work, Victor.
Super-size it.

Bradford�Luke�called.

He offered to connect you with
some other campaign managers

to�do�the�job.

- Should I set the meetings?
- No.

Tell him to hold off on
gifting me to someone else,

for both of our sakes.
And, uh, one more thing.

Tell him to keep an eye
on the medical space.

[door�opens]

[music�playing�over�earbuds]

[turns�music�off]

I need you here ASAP.
Talk to the campaign guy.

And�so�it�begins.

- I'll send the jet.
- Okay.

There are a few things I have
to take care of here first.

A�couple�goodbyes.

Always�with�the�dagger.

Goes in clean,
comes out the same.

Better�than�a�bone�saw.

I'll�see�you�soon.

[turns�music�on]

I had this thought that I was
going to ask you what you missed

about�your�prior�life.

Hmm. Tactic designed
to get me nostalgic.

To feel. Make me
sympathetic to your cause.

It's a thought I had.
Not what I was thinking,

because�I�dismissed�the�thought.

Knowing I'd see the ruse
and think less of you?

- Instead, I figured...
- Yeah.

The sparring, the
banter. Same effect.

Well, you got to admit,
it's as close to fun as...

Yeah.�This?�This,�I�enjoy.

Always have. Moment we met.

As�do�I.

What I don't enjoy,
and you can't either,

is what the motherfuck has
happened to Axe Capital.

You spent years
building that firm.

You turned pennies
into fortunes.

You made killers out of traders.

You�spun�ruin�into�a�reputation,

and now it all belongs
to Michael Prince.

Hmm. Now you're
stoking the anger.

Yet�another�see-through�tactic.

But don't forget
the glorious part.

The�part�where�I�got�free.

The cuffs were locked around
my wrists, yet I escaped.

As the pride of Jacksonville
sang, "Free as a bird."

And no matter what emotional
bullshit you sling,

this�bird�you�cannot�change.

You�dodged�it�and�slid�it,

and then it snapped
around your leg.

The truth: You cannot change.

And you cannot really
be a person who is okay

with letting someone else
steal your entire world.

Even if he did leave you
a little sliver of land

across�the�Atlantic.

Solid.

Good.�Impressive.

So,�to�you,�now.

Where's�your�number?

- What?
- A hundred mil.

You said you'd get
out at a hundred mil,

so�why�aren't�you�out?

I�upped�it.�One�billion.

Okay. I can guess
where you're at.

Need to turn it a few
more times to get there?

If I'm you, that's
all I'm focusing on.

I�can�still�reach�my�goal.

And I will, after
we take out Prince.

Will hobbling Prince
clear your conscience?

Make�you�free?

Or will you manufacture
another obstacle

and then wonder why
you're stuck behind it?

[cell�phone�vibrates]

How�goes�the�redemption�tour?

It's�going.

The Saudi Technology
Development Fund

is ready to be redeemed
within 60 days.

They weren't happy about
it, but we got it done.

[fire�crackling]

What is that, a fire crackling?

Yeah.�Lobby�bar.

It's�homey.

You've�always�been�a�good�liar.

Not�always.

That's something I
picked up from you.

Oh,�come�on�now.

[car�horns�honking�distantly]

This one's on the
house, Mr. Rhoades.

Oh, good man.
Thank you kindly.

Hey.

You're�a�matinee�idol�now.

They wouldn't even
know what that means.

Their�dads�would.

- Maybe.
- [laughs] Yeah.

To your newfound popularity.

- [glasses clink]
- And, of course,

to�your�vindication.

You�shimmied�out�of�that�one

like�Lola�Falana.

I still feel that ankle bracelet
on me like a phantom limb.

That's�all�it�is�now.

You must be fielding
job offers by the dozen.

- [sighs]
- What's got your eye?

A�federal�judgeship?

There's a clear path
for you to Assistant AG

for�the�Criminal�Division.

Or, hell, why not
General Counsel

of�the�Treasury�Department?

All�federal�positions.

I could use you on the inside.

No,�federal�sounds�about�right.

Just�about.

You see, I have found myself

feeling theologically
contemplative of late.

I have been thinking about
the concept of original sin.

Which�aspect?

I mean, I've always
taken the line

that the temptation
wasn't the point.

The�point�was...

That one sin begat
a world of sinners.

One�minute,�all�was�pure.

The next, a hellscape on earth.

I feel like you're not
just talking about Eden.

I'm talking about U.S. Attorney,
Southern District of New York.

[laughs]

And how I was forced
from my chair unjustly,

unfairly,�sinfully.

Ahh,�Chuck,�if�I�could.

If anyone could.
There's no way.

- Mm-hmm.
- No way.

Uh-huh,�but�there�is.

You have a direct
line to the president.

I've got more sway
than Kara Swisher,

and even I can't get the
president to pardon that sin.

I... I�merely�ask�that�you�ask.

Just point out that I
have been found innocent.

It's�not�gonna�happen.

Not�on�this�earthly�plane.

Try me again at the Rapture.

[both�laugh]

[laughs]

- [typing]
- [door opens]

How do you have Leo
McGarry-like walk-in privileges

before you've even
taken the job?

Walk with a true sense of
purpose, no one ever stops you.

This is what it would be like

if we were really doing it at
1600 Penn, the back and forth...

When I see someone about
to step in some dog shit,

I knock 'em out of the way.

Talk�to�me.

The move you made
in the medical space

isn't gonna go
the way you think.

- Korlera?
- There's a lawsuit coming.

Patient in Arkansas
suffered a stroke

after the equipment
malfunctioned.

You got some
Rolodex on you, kid.

- Whoever tipped you off...
- A lawsuit like this

is a death blow for a
young company like that.

Well,�the�silver�lining�is

you're invested enough
to show up here.

Dog shit. Shoes.
That's all it is.

Get out of your position
in that company.

Is that what great leaders do?
Quit at the first reversal?

Yeah, so they don't
take avoidable losses

when the entire mission
is to seem like a winner.

- To be a winner.
- So they find a way

even when it seems impossible.

The�very�best�do,�yeah.

Or that malodorous stench
follows them wherever they go.

[door�closes]

You hiding this Korlera
lawsuit from me?

I practice stealth on your
behalf, not against you.

Right.�Yeah.�Okay.

Well, there is a lawsuit,
and from the looks of it,

it�could�screw�our�entire�agenda

on a micro, macro,
and global level.

You�want�that�I�take�care�of�it?

Medice,�cura�te�ipsum.

And all of you, keep cracking.

More�ideas.�Better.

Keep�cracking!

Hey,�Ben�Kim's�sidekick.

Got some positions need
taking in agriculture.

I know you know my
name, motherfucker.

All�right!

Someone's been sprinkling
creatine on his Oatios.

I'm�gear-free,�all�natty.

Except�for�a�little�Adderall.

Mm-hmm. I need an
executing trader

who doesn't ask
questions. Who you got?

- For Prince's agenda?
- [Dollar Bill] Eventually.

This�is�a�better�approach.

More�certain.

My�guy�at�Spartan-Ives�called

to feel out the price
on a block trade.

- Fertilizer company.
- Usually in that case

there's a proviso that you don't
trade the name asked about.

It's like if your best
friend says he'll feel out

if�a�girl�likes�you,

but�instead�he�ends�up

just�taking�her�to�the�prom,

and�then�the�two�of�them

just�giggling�and�dancing

and even getting up with the
band to sing Death Cab songs

that used to mean a lot to
you and your best friend.

That's... vivid.

We�okay�here?

Yeah.

It's just... there's no doubt

the broker got a
promise from you

not to trade that company
for at least 24 hours

in�exchange�for�the�info.

And�you're�not�telling�Prince

'cause it jeopardizes
our relationship...

Relax! I'm not
trading that company.

I'm�trading�around�that�company.

That's why I need
an executing trader

who can keep
operational silence.

Well, it's sort of
illegal, isn't it?

It may not be
illegal... technically.

It's�gray.

Like�my�fleece,�yeah.

It's my superhero
uni. I'm GrayMan.

It's kind of one of
those "letter of the law

versus spirit of
the law" situations.

Letter is all that matters.
You should know that by now.

I assume you're all
admiring my new look.

Going for something a
little more rockin'.

Like Billy Joel in 1980.
Next craze, new wave.

Still�rock�and�roll�to�you?

Not�the�bard�of�Oyster�Bay,�no.

I'm in my "Tunnel
of Love" phase.

Bruce!

Nobody wants compliance
breathing down their necks.

Especially not a compliance
guy who thinks he's "The Boss."

Do you need me to stick
my finger up your ass

so�you�can�actually�nut�up,�Tuk?

I�knew�you�knew�my�name.

[Ben Kim] I know a guy
who can make the trades.

I�can�set�a�meet.

Okay.

Somewhere�smoky.

[snaps�fingers]

Physician,�heal�thyself.

- You speak Latin?
- Of course.

Does he mean I should
hold the position

and eradicate the problem,
like a dose of antibiotics?

Or does he mean I should
get out of the position,

like amputating
the diseased limb?

Yes.�Yes,�he�does.

A�bevy�of�exotic�spirits

the likes of which I've
only ever seen in a dream.

It's�the�Unicum�from�Budapest.

Got�a�bottle�of�Becherovka

from a deal clinched
in Karlovy Vary.

That is a Brenniv�n. Went
to a facilitated meet

with the Polish Chief of the
General Staff in Reykjav�k.

Maybe�a�little.

Or�we�could�try�the...

Then�there�is�always...

Or...

- Louisville.
- Of course.

Home tastes even better
when you're far from it.

We only have a couple
of meetings left.

All deals will be
inked in a day or two,

and the European
business is done.

We won't have cover
to stay any longer.

That's the problem
with vacations.

They�always�end�too�soon.

Glad to hear you're not
calling it "holiday" yet.

Cheers.

Come�back�with�us.

Can't.�Don't�want�to.

But�also,�can't.

For me to even step
foot in the U.S.,

I'd need to be able
to move at will.

I'd need guaranteed
protection. An escape route.

I can't go into hiding
again. Not going to.

My first couple months here,
before I figured it out, sucked.

I wasn't able to
move, speak freely,

buy�how�I�wanted�to.

I'm not going back
to that place.

All�that�can�be�arranged.

You could arrange
it if you wanted to.

Look what you did here in, as
you say, a matter of months.

I�like�it�here.

- I do miss you, though.
- How could you not?

Prince?�I'll�tell�you,�Axe,

the guy thinks he's Alanis
Morissette or something.

An�actual�force�for�good.

Oh, no one who
thinks that ever is.

The thing that really
scares me, Godfather,

is how smart and
powerful he really is.

And the very notion that if
he does it, it must be good.

- Those elements combined...
- Started many a religion.

None�of�them,�in�the�end,�good.

Which�is�why�we�need�you.

Which is why you need to
drink up your whiskey.

Come on, enough about
Prince. What about you?

Where�are�you�at�with�Chelz?

Heard things are
getting serious.

- You kept tabs.
- You're my Wagsy.

Of�course�I�kept�tabs.

To keeping tabs
on those you love

and finding a way to
see each other in person

one last time before the fall.

["High Cost Of Living"
by Jamey Johnson plays]

[guard] Visitor on the tier.

[door�lock�buzzes]

[cell�door�slams]

Sir.

? I�was�just�a�normal�guy ?

? Life�was�just�a�9�to�5 ?

? - With bills and ?
? pressure ? -All set, Sir.

- ? Piled up to the
sky ? -Thank you.

Howdy,�partner.

You�look�well.

We have something in
common, you and I.

We�have�been�besmirched.

Our names and reputations
have been stained.

But my fall from grace,
started by your own hand,

has�given�me�pause.

And it's gotten me thinking
in a language that you,

a man of faith,
might understand.

I have been reflecting
on sin, on justice,

on�redemption.

And now that my name
has been cleared,

I've found that freedom
tastes all the sweeter.

It's deeper than it used
to be, wider, boundless.

I�am�here�to�extend�my�hand,

to pull you up from the
morass onto solid ground.

I'm�here�to�offer�your�release.

And�I�have�found�a�way

that we can both right
the wrongs of the past

and help each other
to a brighter future.

If you will publicly admit that
when you were attorney general,

you wrongfully recommended
to our former president

that he fire me from
my position at SDNY,

I give you my word that as
soon as I reclaim that post,

I�will�get�you�released.

I will make it my first
order of business.

Hmm.

[chuckles]

[laughs]

[laughing�continues]

[distant�dance�music�playing]

[indistinct�chatter]

[man] Aw, shit.

Fucking�Mafee?�You?

Ben Kim told me I'd be meeting

a trader friend of
his from Wharton.

And he invited me here to share
some dragon fruit rippage.

[sighs]

This spot is more
my vibe than yours,

so I think you should
be the one to leave.

Fuck that. You probably
got all this shit at home.

- You go.
- Yeah.

Figures�you�wouldn't�back�down.

Even when absolutely
nothing is on the line.

Never�change,�dude.

Fucking�A,�I�won't.

All�right,�look...

I could use your
help with something.

A�play.

Look,�I'll�buy�you�a�round

of�the�fucking�pipe�or�whatever.

If I'm gonna do
something for you,

you're gonna need to do
something for me first.

You�goddamn�baby!

- I am asking you for help.
- Later.

Fine!

What�do�you�want?

An�apology.

Ramone,�Joseph?

[sighs] Thanks.

So, what brings you
in tonight, Joseph?

Yeah, actually a friend
recommended this place to me.

I've been feeling
fatigue lately.

I keep falling
asleep on the job.

I work security at a
club, so it's late nights.

My buddy said you
could maybe help me out

with�a�little�something?

And what's the name
of your friend?

His�nickname's�Sweaty�John.

Or�Johnny�Sweats.

Sometimes they call
him Johnny the Sweater.

That means nothing to
me. What's his real name?

- John.
- John what?

I don't know what you or
your friend think we do here,

Mr. Ramone, but
I can assure you

we prescribe medication in
accordance with the law.

So you either get
wise to the fact

that this isn't a
UConn frat house,

or you get the fuck
out of my office.

My�apologies,�Doc.

It's just, I did
some digging around,

and, uh, I have records showing
that this office purchased

$138k worth of surgical-grade
cocaine last year.

It�also�happened�to�be�a�year

in which you performed
zero surgeries.

- What the fuck do you want?
- It's simple, actually.

You�work�for�Korlera,

a company that I'd
like to see do well.

- That lawsuit...
- The equipment malfunctioned.

It was tragic but unavoidable.

Yeah, see, that-that
rationale doesn't work for me.

You're going to
admit that, actually,

there was no
equipment malfunction.

That the error was
all human. Yours.

Who the fuck do
you think you are?

Otherwise I sound the alarm
on your coke operation.

My life gets blown
up either way.

Why would I do it the
way that helps you?

'Cause everybody
understands a mistake.

I think the medical board
will be less understanding

about the kilos of schneef
you've been hawking.

Real interesting meeting with
your trader friend last night,

Ben�Kim.

I�know�I�was�dishonest,

but I just wanted you two
to resolve your differences.

It�was�an�ambush.

- Did it work?
- [Philip] Dollar Bill.

Long�time�no�see.

I�saw�you�yesterday,�dude.

And yet I've heard
everyone else's best idea.

You�got�something�for�me?

[laughs]

Yeah,�yeah,�sorry�about�that.

Uh, I've just been a little
too busy making this firm

- bathtubs full of money.
- I know what that means.

Whatever moves you're making
probably shady as shit.

- Right on brand, though.
- [chuckles]

Uh,�you�came�to�me,

you and Taylor, and begged
me to come back here.

You didn't hire
Melinda fucking Gates.

You�know�how�I�operate,

and if my moves aren't
ethical enough for you,

then I can just take
the rest of the day off

and�go�race�for�a�cure.

[Philip] You talk a big game.

But you know what
separates a real earner

from a blowhard in
a fleece Snuggie?

Forethought.

When you go rogue, you
put the entire fund

and all of your
colleagues in jeopardy.

You get the SEC to give this
whole place a colonoscopy,

not to mention Prince's run is
dead as soon as it's started.

And�you�can�be�sure�I'll�be

pointing at you for
the blame on that.

God, just when I
thought I'd finally

make�employee�of�the�month.

Well, if you insist
on freeballing it,

here's what I can
guarantee for you:

your life on this
floor will be misery.

I'll make Spyros your
personal wet nurse.

He'll share your desk.
You'll suckle at his teat.

Drink�up,�sweet�baby�boy.

Gross.

He�will�be�up�your�ass�24/7.

Oh, I'll be up there with a
miner's helmet and a pickaxe,

spelunking�for�all...

- I got this.
- Sorry.

I will require you to complete

weekly anger
management trainings

outside�of�work�hours.

I will project all of your
chats and web searches

onto�the�televisions.

Do that, and you're
gonna get a view

of my firm ass
walking out the door.

- Bluffing.
- How the fuck would you know?

You�want�to�find�out?

Let's�go,�tough�guy.

One round of liar's poker.
I win, you get off my dick.

And I win, you loop
me in on everything.

Done.

[Ben]�Wow,�this�is�so�good.

[laughs]

Ohh!�You�know�what?

I bet you wanted me to do that,
and you fucking memorized it.

Good�read.

[laughs]

Nice�fucking�try.

[inhales�sharply�and�sighs]

Pair�of�aces.

Those are 1s, in
case you're confused.

I'm�aware.�Trip�3s.

Quad�5s.

No answers for you
there, school child.

Six�8s.

Oh,�smells�like�an�overbid.

- Yikes.
- [Dollar Bill laughs]

No way, buddy, since
I only got one.

Call.

No�fucking�way.

- [laughter]
- No fucking way

you�got�five�8s�on�this�bill.

This�is�a�ringer.

You've�been�holding�it�for�this.

Was�I?

Huh.

[laughs]

[both�chuckling]

Ah!

And�if�you�did,�I�love�it.

Fucking�hell!

This�guy's�a�fucking�badass!

Ol�,�toreador.

[applause]

[woman] Damn!

Philip punched the bully
right in the mouth.

This is the best thing that's
ever happened on this floor.

He's got that Winston
Dick energy happening.

And�you�ruined�it.

[groans]

The�stock�popped.�How?

Turns out the equipment
wasn't faulty.

The mistake was
human. Doc confessed.

Well�done.

Um,�I'm�out�the�rest�of�the�day.

- During trading?
- Got to go to Buffalo,

get that fucking bag back
from my grandparents,

take�'em�to�a�real�doctor.

[Luke] You celebrating?

In this game, you got
to celebrate the wins

because�they�are�uncommon.

The win is you strolling
through that door again.

I don't stroll. I
stride. With purpose.

And is that purpose
merely to congratulate me

for making an investment that
accomplished the impossible:

giant financial upside
and huge societal good?

Or�is�it�to�come�onboard?

No,�we're�not�quite�there�yet.

Got�to�meet�the�wife.

Can't sign on without meeting
the candidate's life partner.

Andy�just�got�in�town.

I'll have the office
reach out to set a time.

- Great.
- It really is.

[Gordie] Every jackoff
is in on Solana.

There is a hard
fork coming for ETH.

We're�getting�ahead�of�it.

You're walking around
blind without a cane, pal.

A fool and his crypto
are lucky enough

to get together in
the first place.

All the traders would
emulate you in small ways,

but now you have
an actual Mini Me.

[both�laugh]

He was always a chip
off the old block.

I fought it for as long
as I could, but now...

You just said "fuck it"
and handed him a chisel.

- Pretty much.
- [laughs]

You know, I know
there's a downside.

You can't escape passing
on some of your damage,

even if he did get
the twinkle in the eye

and�the�killer�instincts.

There.�That.

A�couple�of�years�ago,

you wouldn't have
seen any downside.

You would have just
fucking loved the way

Gordie�was�turning�out.

You've changed too, you know.

You've�done�something

few people are actually
able to accomplish.

You've�evolved.

Next you're gonna tell
me you've changed...

and that we're
different than we were

when�we�wanted�each�other.

Do�you�disagree?

No.

We�have�changed.

Out of a hundred
alternate universes,

you and me probably
end up together in 95.

Well, this is one
of the other five.

If�you�come�back�with�us,

things�would�be�different.

And what happens to
the Wendy Rhoades

living in the universe where
Mike Prince is president?

A lot of billionaires feel
they never have enough.

It's�the�driver.

But I've learned that there
is such a thing as too much.

Too much ego, too much power.

Prince�is�over�that�line.

And why it is on you to step in?

Because�I'm�looking�around,

wondering who else
is gonna stop him,

and I've realized the
only answer is us.

So much has happened to
what we built, Bobby.

And against all odds,
I'm still there.

And I-I'm not saying it
all happened for a reason,

or�any�bullshit�like�that.

I�just�know�how�I'll�feel

if I see it coming
and do nothing.

Well, you're putting me
in that place now, too,

by�telling�me�this.

[chuckles]

Oops.

You need me to do this with
you, or you want me to?

- You have to ask me that?
- Well, the Wendy Rhoades I knew,

she could break Mike Prince
down and reassemble him

faster than a pit
crew at Talladega.

I still can. And the
Robert Axelrod I know

would still be nursing a grudge.

Despite the grand
tour of Castle Axelrod

and Gordie Gekko's
crypto brilliance,

I'm�not�buying�it.

Mike Prince has wronged many,

but you're the one he took from.

And�as�evolved�as�you�are,

that's not something I
see you getting over,

in�this�or�any�other�universe.

Okay.

So you have my
reason figured out.

What's�yours?

And don't say you just told me,

because that was
only half of it.

You think I'm
holding out on you?

No, I just don't think
you have the words

for�yourself�yet�either.

Do�it�now.

We've�moved�markets.

We've built up and
torn down companies.

We've created some
jobs, destroyed others.

But sticking my fingers into
a presidential election?

Changing�the�course�of�history?

I've�never�interfered�that�much.

If�we�came�here...

and�made�the�case�to�you...

and you believed it was
worth joining our cause...

I�would�have�no�doubts.

I have your voice
in my head, too.

I�run�things�by�you.

Like�when�I�first�got�here

and I didn't know how the
hell I was gonna go on.

All of this, this
was you, not me.

But�you're�right.

Prince�is�in�my�head.

I think about him sitting
in my chair, behind my desk.

He replaced all the furniture.

But yes, it's
never looked right.

It's�not�right.

[indistinct�chatter]

[DeGiulio] I love breaking
bread with you, pal,

but I hate to ruin
your appetite.

Did you talk to the president?

Even in light of your recent
vindication in state court,

he feels it would
be an overreach.

He�can't�be�seen�doing

a backbend as an
arbitrary partisan favor.

Well, maybe the, uh, problem
isn't what the argument is

as�much�as�who�is�making�it.

I realized that neither you
nor I could present this case,

so I found the
one man who could.

Solicitor�General.

I, Waylon Jeffcoat, am
now newly of the belief

that I wrongly had
Chuck Rhoades fired

from his position as
United States attorney

for the Southern
District of New York.

While we may not see eye to
eye on account of his stature

and�his�values,

Mr. Rhoades is undoubtedly
a tenacious prosecutor,

and�some�might�say

an attribute to the
legal profession.

It was not my place to
yank him from service

before�he�had�ripened.

How�in�the�name�of�God�and�Texas

and all that is holy did you
get Jock Jeffcoat to say that?

- [door lock buzzes]
- Open it.

[guard] There you go.

[sniffing]

[sighs]

Yeah.

Oh!

"How beautiful on the mountains

are the feet of those
who bring good news."

My dogs have been
barking, Chuck.

I suppose in exchange
for this gift,

I can give you some good news.

- You got a camera phone?
- I do.

I made him an offer that
was just the right size.

Well, whatever the
hell that means,

you�did�the�undoable.

Now, Karl here is sharing
his creamed spinach

with a couple of
producers from 48 Hours.

Isn't�that�right,�Karl?

Not just producers.
Co-exec producers.

Karl, are you suggesting
they might be interested

in�airing�this�video?

Was Geoffrey Holder
interested in uncola nuts?

That's�a�yes.

Jesus,�Karl.

Thank�you.

Not every day you see a former

Attorney General of
the United States

issue an apology
from a jail cell.

Seems the president can either
hop onboard when it airs

or explain why he's
not righting a wrong

committed by the Justice
Department he now oversees.

Thank�you,�Bill.

Thank�you.

I'm a little more used to buying
gifts for the women in my life.

Well, I too love chocolate
and your affection.

And I'm so happy you and Mafee
are working together again.

Oh,�we're�gonna�make�bank.

That�was�the�plan.

Next�time,�let�me�in,

and�I'll�send�Spyros�away

to work on his
Continuing Ed credits

to�get�him�off�your�dick.

Ugh, no, I-I can't say thank
you more than once a week.

The words won't
form in my mouth.

I�know.�I�know.

Just remember, I'm here to
earn, not sell fucking cookies.

[Senior] I hate to be
the one to say it, sonny,

but if the call were coming,
it would have come by now.

It's indecent to phone a
man in his home after 9 p.m.

[Chuck]�Mm-hmm.

Well, listen, you
took your shot,

and either way,
with your popularity

and�Jock's�apology,

there are dozens of
positions of equal stature.

- [sighs]
- [cell phone vibrates]

Spam.

[Andy] You really think
this is necessary?

[Prince] This guy's thorough.

We've got to be two steps ahead.

Then�this�isn't�enough.

What do you mean? You
even used the toothbrush.

Remember back when we had dinner
with that couple, the Merricks?

There was a weird
energy between them.

- We talked about it afterwards.
- That's right.

We said it was obvious they
hadn't had sex in months.

They got divorced
right after that.

His affair came out,
and he never made CEO.

My�point�is,�we�could�tell.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

You�see?

So,�we...

You been seeing people recently?

Yeah,�but�I've�been�safe.

I got tested before I
came out, just to be sure.

[clears�throat]

You?

I've�been�safe.

Fucking�mood�killer.

Maybe we need something
to help out a little.

I�don't�need�Viagra.

No, no. I was thinking Molly.

[laughs�softly]

Well...

I'm cashing it in for the night.

You'll find something
in D.C., like Ira said.

And then you'll get
used to the commute.

Enough.�Right?

Let's�not�play�the�funeral�dirge

while my eyes are still open.

[cell�phone�vibrates]

Yes,�this�is�he.

Please�put�him�through.

Mr.�President...

it is an honor to hear from you.

You�feeling�anything?

Not�yet.�You?

No,�not�yet.

You�want�to�play�some�music?

Anita�Baker,�maybe?

[laughs]

Like�that�time�at�college,

in your parents'
place by the lake?

How could that be the only album
they had in the whole cottage?

Hey,�it�covered�the�sounds.

They never knew you
snuck into my room.

I�think�they�knew.

Why else would your dad
make our wedding band sing

"Giving You the
Best That I Got"?

Ugh.�They�knew.

Yeah.

Whoa.

Hmm.

Here�we�go.

[birds�tweeting]

Have�you�decided?

It�ain't�me,�babe.

And not because I think
you're wrong about Prince.

Or because I don't want
to be there for you three,

who�have�each,�over�time,

earned my serious consideration,

respect,�even�love.

- Then why?
- Because America,

the�land�of�the�free,

isn't�that�for�me�anymore.

And I can't see how
it ever will be.

'Cause Prince is
only on the ascent,

and I don't engage in
wars of attrition anymore.

Because�Chuck�is�a�free�man

who never relents
and never stops,

and I remain the
one that got away.

But mostly because I
have a better idea.

Come�with�me.

Your�office.

Ample�space�for�each�of�you.

Whatever you need, we can get.

This wasn't ever about us
convincing you to come back.

It was always about you
showing us why we should stay.

You're�my�people.

And all the things we can no
longer have in the States,

we�have�here.

Freedom.�Opportunity.

Self-determination.

Each�other.

Nothing�puts�a�smile�on�my�face

like Bobby Axelrod making
moves I never saw coming.

And�think�of�all�those�moves

that we can make
together again, Wags.

Oh,�I�am.�I�truly�am.

So�you're�in?

Had you asked me three days ago
when we just arrived, Maestro,

I might have jumped
into your arms

just�out�of�raw�emotion.

But what we've said
about Prince is true.

The mere fact that
you're frightened

of what he might do to you
should you engage again...

I�never�used�that�word.

A man who defeated you
in the way that he did,

in�the�manner�that�he�did,

leaving you wounded
but not dead.

Who�are�we�if�we�see�how�smart

and�dangerous�and�capable�he�is,

and�yet�we�choose�to�walk�away?

You'd�be�survivors.

Truth�is,�Taylor,

you can do more
good in this world

getting to your number
than you ever could

by trying to take
down Mike Prince.

You�come�work�with�me�again,

I guarantee you, we will
get you to a billion

within�36�months.

This�is�it.

It's what you've
been waiting for.

If I do the math, and, like you,
I can't help doing the math,

if�I�run�the�simulation,

Prince gets elected
maybe 9.8% of the time.

But the consequences of that,
if it happens, are too great.

I�can't�abandon�the�fight.

I once asked a very smart
man if I needed citizenship

in a country other
than the United States

if things went bad back at home.

And he said, "If it
gets that bad there,

there's nowhere you can go
that won't be touched by it."

So, what am I
buying myself here?

Not�enough,�I'm�afraid.

Plus,�I�like�air�conditioning,

Big Macs and baseball too
much to ever really leave.

Seems like you got
out early enough

not to feel tied to this thing.

I�envy�that.

No, you're a better
man than me, Wend.

As�usual.

I really didn't want to have
to say goodbye to you again.

Yeah.

I�know.

My own take on Prince
right now is this:

You�can't�bring�him�down,

so�you�should�help�him.

Get�him�elected.

That how you get
him out of your way

once�and�for�all.

And how long have you been
based out of Colorado, Andy?

Since the girls started college.

We all lived
together until then.

And even then, once I
was based out there,

I'm back east so much, we're
gonna have to do a lot of work

to hide the plane's
carbon footprint.

[chuckles]

It�was�the�best�arrangement

for us to be able to
each pursue our passions.

We wanted to model
that for our daughters.

Well, I-I think it
worked out well.

Yeah,�it�did.

And�now?

I always knew this
day would come.

We've�been�planning�for�it.

And I'm ready to do
whatever it takes,

including living here with Mike.

Good.

Let's�take�a�quick�break,�huh?

- Where's your restroom?
- Uh, just there.

[Andy�clears�throat�softly]

I have a lot of
respect for how you two

have handled your relationship.

Conflicting ambitions are a
difficult thing to manage,

and you've built a
good arrangement.

Thanks.

It�worked�for�us.

But the open part
of the marriage

can't continue
during the campaign.

[Prince�sighs]

We�know�that.

How�did�you?

My�job�to�know.

I heard a whisper,
followed it up.

Couldn't�get�it�confirmed.

Andy's stuff in the
bathroom was a nice touch,

but this layer of
marital harmony

is�about�one�night�thick.

And despite how things
have supposedly changed,

the American electorate isn't
ready for a first couple

with�an�arrangement.

[clears�throat]

He's�good.

So,�what�now?

I need to wade into the
murky parts of this with you,

and you're gonna have to let me.

I�need�to�know�it�all.

- We can do that.
- Good.

Let's start with the
names of all your partners

in�the�last�five�years.

What,�now?

You can make a list
on your phones.

[clears�throat]

I'm not reading this
in front of him.

- Yeah, nope.
- I completely understand.

I�know�that�one.

- Three down?
- Four.

How�many�down�does�it�go?

It's not a competition.
There's neither the room

nor the need for
jealousy of the past.

Let's�stay�forward-focused.

Okay.

Good. But no more
all-you-can-eat buffet.

It's prix fixe for the both
of you from here on out.

Can�you�do�that?

["Blues Run the Game" by
Jackson C. Frank playing]

? Catch a boat to
England, Baby ?

? Maybe�to�Spain ?

? Wherever�I�have�gone ?

? Wherever I've been and gone ?

? Wherever�I�have�gone ?

? The�blues ?

? Are�all�the�same ?

? Send�out�for�whisky,�baby ?

? Send�out�for�gin ?

? Me�and�room�service,�honey ?

? Me�and�room�service,�babe ?

? Me�and�room�service ?

? Well, we're living
A life of sin ?

And that is why it's my
pleasure to announce my run

as�an�independent�candidate

for President of
the United States!

[all�cheer�and�applaud]

Let's�do�this!

[chanting]

? Do�you�wanna�dance ?

? And�hold�my�hand? ?

? Tell me, baby I'm
your lover man ?

? Oh,�baby ?

? Do�you�wanna�dance? ?

? Do you wanna dance ?
? Under the moonlight? ?

? Squeeze me, baby, ?
? All through the night ?

? Oh,�baby ?

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? All through the night ?

? Oh,�baby ?

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? Do you wanna dance ?
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? Do you, do you, Do you, ?
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? Do�you,�do�you,�do�you ?

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? Do�you,�do�you,�do�you... ?

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