All language subtitles for Billions.S07E05.720p.WEB.x265-MiNX

Previously on Billions...

The kid, Kai Huang Liu,
sells sham NFTs.

Liu's pop
is a mega-billionaire!

Does thrice-yearly deals
with none other

than Michael Prince himself.

Kai Huang Liu is on
one of Michael Prince's jets.

What do you need to leave me
out of this, man?

The kid in cuffs
on American soil.

My plane was taken
under false pretences.

I have your self-research.

This is the one anyone can get.

This is the one only I can.

As I see it now, if I
succeed in taking Prince out,

I'm gonna have to rough up
each and every

person who works there.

How about we start
with the gentleman

who is bringing colour
to your cheeks?

His name is
Bradford Luke.

Southern Property
and Casualty is one of

the major insurers down there.

Once they declare Cat 5,
the bonds are triggered

and used to pay claims.

That's a buzzcut
for our total capital.

Rosie
is officially designated

a Category Four hurricane,
not a Category Five...

I took steps as I saw fit.

You paid off
the hurricane grader.

If anyone finds out
what you've done,

my run is GD over.

You didn't screw up,
you tried to take him out.

Will you exercise the discipline
required to really do it right?

-I will and we will.
-Damn right.

What is it?

We got mugged last night,
me and Taiga.

Well, I did.

-Are you all right?
-Yeah, uh...

He came outta nowhere,
grabbed my phone.

And jetted.

And I took off running
after the bastard.

Hey!

-You chased him?
-Yeah.

I didn't catch him.

Oh, what, are you
Ben Johnson now?

Without the 'roid-induced
jaundice, yeah.

I-I-I didn't think,
I just ran.

Guy must've been Usain Bolt.

Well, you should go to shul
Friday night

and do a quick daven
of thanks for that.

No, I didn't catch him.

Right. And if you had,

what the hell would
you have done then?

Tried to depose him?

Well, I-I would have used brain,
brawn, whatever I had to.

There were, uh...

sensitive documents
on the phone.

-From this office?
-Yes.

Well, can't you erase the phone?

Mm. Been trying. No luck.

That's because the first thing
you do with a stolen phone

is take it offline
so the owner can't wipe it.

Then you swap the SIM card
into a clean phone

and look for a social media
handle to ID the owner.

Then you start working
on identify theft.

Did you try your phone carrier?
Maybe they can wipe it.

Uh, I called. They said it
could be 72 to 96 hours

before they can clear
the data from the cloud.

Well, let's just hope the perp
doesn't recognise you

as a high-value target
before that happens.

'Cause then he'll
really sift through the data,

bundle it and sell it.

Okay, my friend.
What's this really about?

We're not exactly talking
Hillary's emails here, are we?

No, I mean there's
some work emails...

But...

There is filmed material.

Boudoir, in essence.

Us. Me and Taiga
in the marital...

Sex tapes,
I guess you'd call 'em.

Homemade.

It was Taiga's idea.

She has no bad angles.
I'm all bad angles.

How explicit are we talking?

Very vanilla. But still.

Vanilla.

We did use a...

um, whaddaya call it...

a, uh... swing once.

I can see that this isn't a time
you're going to handle jokes

very well,
but boy, do I got 'em.

You've gotta help me get
that fucking phone back, Chuck.

Mm-hmm. Let me work.

Lumen is on track to launch
homegrown silicon.

We need to go big.

Five hundred million
at a minimum.

No. We're too heavy in tech.
Next.

Bartell. They're bringing
a local supply chain online

-which gives them--
-How much we talking?

We should go in for
three-quarters of a billion.

-For what kind of return?
-15 percent.

-Too rich.
-And it'll take too long.

Not worth the wait. Pass.

Fifteen percent not worth it?

Fuck.

Rejection.

The love language
of the trading floor.

Reminds me of the old days,
before participation trophies.

Next victim.

The Wyndam Air Skyway merger
is a lock for reg approval.

That's an equity value
of $12 billion.

I can get us up to
a five percent stake before--

Pass.

Is that the number, 500 large,

that's beyond
your approval range?

After that, you have to go
to the principal's office

for a hall pass?

This all started when
the nuns gave up rulers

for peace circles.

Listen up,
you cosseted malcontents.

The only crosstown traffic
in this office

is the ask and the deliver.

Know this:
real traders don't need

the treasure of the Sierra Madre
to make fucking money!

This meeting's over now.
Go back to your desks.

And find some ideas
that are worth plunging in on.

Nice draw you have there.

You really fire
the hands through

at just the right moment.

Ah, the newly installed
US Attorney.

-Care to knock a few?
-Oh, no, thank you,

soon-to-be-installed
NYPD Commish, no, thank you.

I've made it my life's mission
to not learn the game.

My dad loves it
just a notch too much.

Sure, like me and the streets.

Mm.

You know,
I was in a fancy office,

playing three times a week,

and yet I find
myself hanging up my clubs

and returning to Police Plaza.

So...

What brings you here,

instead of to my
welcome-aboard party?

Don't think I haven't noticed
that you didn't RSVP.

Having the US Attorney
for the Southern District there

is an important look.

Well, why RSVP
when you know I'll be there?

So, what are you gonna
threaten me with, Chuck?

I haven't even
started the job yet.

Why would I do
something like that?

It's your M.O.
And maybe your life's blood.

In another life, maybe.

It's true we have been
on opposite sides

of things in the past,
but it's different now. I am.

-If you say so.
-I do.

And I am here in the spirit

of working together
moving forward.

Like I did
with your predecessor.

What the hell
do you need, Chuck?

CCTV database.

Whoa. Oh, you don't
think small, I'll give you that.

Especially if this is
where we're starting.

It's for Ira Schirmer,
my deputy.

He was burgled while promenading

the boulevards
of our fine city--

something that surely
won't be happening

with as much regularity
under your tenure.

And they got his phone,
and he needs it back.

Not even my first day
on the job,

and I'm gonna pull
CCTV footage for you

because your buddy
lost his phone?

Like I said, he's my deputy.

And there are
SDNY documents on it

that we would really prefer
to keep in-house.

So, what you're asking for
is a favour.

That would appear
to be the case.

And how do you
envision it working?

There certainly needs to be
a flow of amity

between the federal prosecutor

and the head of
local law enforcement.

You and I would get into a flow.

Oh, we can
roll through this town

like Francis Albert
and Jilly Rizzo.

And on the wings of
that romantic image,

I should jeopardise
my new post

and go chasing
shit down for you.

Okay, I hate to say it,
at the risk of

blowing this thing up any more,

but if you need cover,
the stuff on that phone--

national security implications.

Okay, Chuck,
you had me at Jilly.

I'm gonna look into this
for you.

And I look forward to seeing
you at my kickoff party.

I've already got
my suit picked out.

This is untenable.
We are ready to make the descent

at the Col d'Allos, and you put
training wheels on our bikes.

We need the ability
to make moves.

You are, whether you
like it or not,

creating a choke point
to your own success.

The whole floor
can see it clear.

And I got bifocals? No.

I built my first company
in a Bloomington garage.

I had a flip phone
and three maxed-out

credit cards for capital.

Don't come in here
and complain about

a $500 million ceiling.

This isn't "I walked ten miles
uphill to school,

both ways" time.

Our interests are aligned,
Mike. This disrespect--

I'd think you'd want us
using your

unbridled belief in us
as rocket fuel,

not jerking around
chasing approvals.

If you want to wallow
in bruised ego,

perhaps you should be
in Wendy's office, not Mike's.

Because this man has done
more with less

than either of you.

What we want is
to do more with more.

Want. Need.
Never the same thing.

-You both should know that.
-This is a real problem,

no matter how you try to
spin it. For us and the floor.

A half-billion-dollar limit
is an inconvenience, at best.

I'm always reachable.
And if I'm not,

Scooter is authorised
to sign off in my place.

I am!

The only problem I see
is that the floor obviously

has a big idea.
You two have wasted

the last few minutes
not talking about it.

So, do you have
something to tell me?

We've got an early path to 5%
on the Wyndam merger.

Good. Approval?

-Green light coming.
-Done.

Spyros will stop by
for the authorisation.

See, that worked even better
than I had imagined.

You two not only get
your money

but my enthusiastic support
for the deal.

Anything else?

X-ray vision is not one of
my superpowers.

What do we got?

I have... No, I think
I might have a problem,

a personal one, that
may complicate some plans.

Ah, that kind of folder.

Is this the-the real
Dark and Dirty,

or the garden variety oppo pack?

There's always two.

You're a professional, as am I.

The D&D has been handled.

Well, you're ahead of the game.

Good thing. Runs for Congress
can be tricky.

It's the, uh, unburied landmines
that get most first-timers.

I'm not most.

No, you're certainly not.

Sorry. I don't open
anything for free.

Noted.

But I don't need
to open this one

because if you're
asking my opinion,

you've already determined
whatever's in there

is a liability.

Or, should I say,
whoever is in there.

And, yes, he's a liability--

your former colleague,
Connerty.

If you want a street magic
levitation

kind of reaction to that trick,
I'm not your audience.

But I am impressed.

Difference is
levitation ain't real.

Similarity is.

Creating the illusion
takes a ton of work.

Before I signed on here,
I created liability charts

for everyone in close prox
to the man.

And, uh... this is yours.

Do I deal with it ahead,

even with the risks inherent
in that approach?

In politics, there's only
too late and too soon.

And no one sitting on the Hill

has ever regretted
acting too soon.

Ben Kim, excellent work
on the merger. Make it happen.

I thought you said--

We've decided to move ahead.

You decided?

Should we speak more slowly?
Will that help?

What the fuck?

My bad.

Whitestone was
a goddamn parking lot.

What?

Oh, these?

Uh, niece's
birthday party yesterday.

Every shop in Danbury was either
sold out or rationing helium.

Had to go to fucking Queens.

Time I finally got these,
party was over.

Kids.

So, my gift to you.

Mm!

How many fucking Party Citys

did you have to go to?

All of them.

In the hours I spent in line

behind sugared-up
5-year-olds,

I was able to reflect
on my mistakes in the past.

Like Solzhenitsyn, revisiting
the ways it could have gone.

Pass the dutchie somewhere else.

The Gulag Archipelago.

About the journey of a zek --
a prisoner--

from arrest, to show trial,
to internment in a labor camp

where he's supposed to learn
about the error of his ways.

Oh, like being sent to Siberia.

Yeah. Siberia. That's where
they put Solzhenitsyn.

Well, unlike him,

I came out with a way in
on Titan Industries.

What's the idea?

Helium shortage is about
to get much worse, worldwide.

Titan is the only company

that's gonna be able
to fulfil its helium contracts

after the first of the month.

I get us in with half a million
shares now,

we can turn a 10X profit.

Do it.

So, we should visit these states

sometime
over the next few months.

-We're all set.
-Excellent.

This is the listening party

for the new
Killer Mike album, right?

So, to review the bidding,

do not ask him
for an endorsement.

Right. But if he introduces
the conversation...

Still dangerous waters.

I can steer a kayak.

Mike once came second
in the Nile River

Whitewater Competition
shooting the White Nile rapids.

Difference being, you capsize
there, you whip back up.

In this game,
you get turned upside down.

Absolutely. As we have agreed.
I know the consequences.

But this is a private event,
no press,

so there are no optics.

Uh, just keep it personal.

If Mike floats the possibility
of an endorsement,

just kind of nod and bring it
back to me to sort out.

I hadn't even thought
of his endorsement. You?

No. Hadn't crossed my mind.

Mm. But since you rolled
the balls out, let's play.

Say I was considering it.

It's something that
needs to be negotiated

like the Potsdam Conference.

Otherwise, you're opening
yourself up to look weak if he--

Refuses to endorse me after all?

-Yes.
-Well, that is a risk.

Should we not go?
Maybe we shouldn't go.

Guys, I know you're still going.

Oh, and don't let anyone get
a pic of you huffing grass.

I'm coming to you humble.

Not possible.

Just the walking in here
proves it.

I didn't anticipate
asking for your help.

Funny. I did.

Hm. You would.

Should I put on
the Dead Can Dance or--

I see that even as Prince
takes my counsel,

it doesn't sit easy with him.

My normal guys are so used
to being second-guessed.

Comes with the gig.
This guy, though--

Yeah. Not pliable, I told you.

But somehow,
you are able to bend him.

Can you spare a few minutes?

I'm coming to you,
as I say, humble.

No, you're not.

They didn't program that
into the factory model

when they fabricated you.
But sure.

I... I appreciate
the approximation of it.

But this isn't
a "few minutes" conversation.

-I'll buy you dinner.
-Where?

Um...

Jesus, Prince really
does have you rattled.

Okay. I got it.

This is Wendy Rhoades.

7:30. Two. A quiet table.

Dave. Always a pleasure.

What brings you
to Federal climes?

Did you just miss me?

In the spirit of
a new beginning,

a peace offering.

I was going to bring
you a Montblanc,

but they say
know your audience, right?

I will admit,
it's nice seeing you here.

It's where you belong.

Like Teddy Roosevelt astride
his favourite mount, Bleistein.

Fine gelding, no doubt.

Now... you want something, yes?

I know when last we met, you
weren't quite so transactional.

I was listening to a lot
of John Lennon back then.

But soundtrack's changed.

Look, you're gonna
make a case against Prince,

and I want to participate.

I can be helpful
in so many ways,

as I have been before.

Mm. You brought pie.

Uh, what else can you do?

I know!
You could double-cross me

if you see an angle
to set up a triple cross

on someone else.

Right.
Been there, done that.

No such move
comes to mind this time.

It's just that
with your federal resources,

you can bring a much
stronger case than I can.

But, I'm the strongest
trial lawyer you know.

We can muddle through here.

We both know you can
go after Prince alone,

Wild Style, but...

the minute you get
something on him,

everyone from
Pennsylvania Avenue down

is coming to grab
a share of the spoils.

Mm-hmm.
But not you.

Look. Think of me
as a prairie homesteader.

I'm willing to help till
the soil before winter comes.

We hit Prince together,
divvy up the bounty

between state
and federal charges, in case--

In case what? I bring
something that doesn't stick?

-Won't happen.
-It could!

Not to me.

Is this about stopping Prince,

or about you stopping Prince?

I could ask you the very same.

We can get this guy together.

We tried that.
Remember?

Your plan. Your rules.

Until it was your plan,
your rules.

So... we do it together,
for real.

Think about it.

Already am.

Enjoy the dessert.

Was a time
I'd've taken this pie

and cleared my afternoon.

I'll see you out.

Attention, please!

The best sweet potato pie
in the city,

courtesy of the New York AG.

Thanks a lot.

It's his firm.
His money. His guidelines.

Why would he cede
that kind of control to you?

Because he asked us
to take the rudder.

How many times have you seen
The Hunt for Red October?

I don't watch Alec--

Yeah, and Connery
had that interview back in--

Okay, I hear you, but let's
not with that, right now.

I asked rhetorically.

I'm sure you both know
lines by heart. The point is:

even Ramius,

who had almost total
discretion, couldn't act alone.

Someone had to give him
the keys every time

he took out that sub.

Is Ramius...?

Two captains in this story.

The point is,
if you're asking for total

and complete control 24/7,
you are wasting your time.

And his.

Well, we got that memo.

Let's pretend,
for argument's sake,

that I have seen Hunt.

Once the high command
becomes unreachable,

it is up to the captains to make
the best call they see fit.

Chain of command
is fine in dry dock,

but when you're at 200 fathoms
and the missiles start firing,

you've got to have
the leeway to act.

And now you have
your argument for Prince.

For the record,
I bleed Crimson Tide.

Still comes down to judgment
and who should be in command.

Yeah.

I get it.

When I asked you before
for your help,

you said you wanted to
stay above the fray.

You know I'm sympathetic
to the cause.

I hopped on a plane
to England with you.

But I need to know exactly
what I'd be helping.

Do you have a plan?
More allies?

Are you prepared
for the aftermath?

-Working on it.
-So, no, you have nothing.

It seems that above
is the right place to be

when the fray
is all questions, no answers.

The helium play. Where are we?

Sitting as pretty
as Jennifer Beals

holding the blowtorch.

If we're as locked in
as you say,

are you sure no other fund
is piggybacking off of us?

I cover my tracks.
Like always. We're good.

Grand.

Dollar Bill's research is solid
and surprisingly aboveboard.

Yeah? Okay, trying
to wrap my head around that.

But we're missing something.

There's an opportunity out there
to make this bigger.

-Find it.
-When you say bigger,

is there a number
I should be aware--

Go there.

And then bring it to me.
And then I'll figure it out.

Phones please,
gentlemen.

Welcome. Follow me.

What's up, everybody.

Mike. Scooter,
what's up, brother?

I wanna appreciate
everybody for coming.

Been working really hard
on some dope shit.

I hope y'all are ready for it.

For this? Always.

My man.

You did nice work
with the helium play.

Nimble. Aggressive.
Precisely the kind of thinking

best suited to our
current leadership structure.

Why I'm here.

Here's how we make
some real money.

We found a start-up with

breakthrough
helium extraction tech.

The company
goes public this week,

and the IPO is going to pop.

We've got Spartan-Ives
holding a slot for us.

-But?
-The buy-in is 634 million.

No splits, no partnering
with other funds.

And Spartan-Ives is only
holding the slot for an hour

before they offer it
to someone else.

-President Prince--
-Don't call him that.

Prince the POTUS, then,

has asked, in his absence,

for me to keep
my ear to the rail

for any tattle
regarding sizing.

Said I should be
his size king.

Are you sure
that's the phrase he used?

You don't think I can handle it?

No, no, suppose you can.

No investment
over five hundred million

- without prior approval.
- No secrets here.

We were just calling him
to get exactly that.

I'll wait.

♪ I'll wait
Till your love comes back ♪

Peach, we need
to reach Prince, ASAP.

One second.

♪ I'm coming straight
For your heart ♪

♪ No way you can stop me now ♪

Stop singing.

♪ As fine as you are ♪

Fooh.

His line's going
straight to voicemail.

And Scooter?

Same thing.
Sorry. I'll keep trying.

Looks like we're on hold.

♪ I'll wait till
Your love comes down ♪

♪ I'm coming straight
For your heart ♪

They caught him.

I just heard.
The magic of CCTV.

-Yeah.
-You're welcome.

Um, when I went to the precinct
to get the phone,

they wouldn't release it.

Why not?

Desk sergeant said
the word from on high

is the phone is now evidence
in some security matter.

Beyond the theft, I mean,
why would some ema--

What'd you do, Chuck?

I had to tell him something
to get him to focus,

so I might've embellished
the importance.

What'd you say?

National security implications.

Christ.

I told him I'd be
at his kick-off party.

Now I have an agenda.

All right, I'm coming with.

No, buddy. You never
negotiate for a hostage

when it's a member
of your own family.

All objectivity is gone.

What I need gone
is those videos.

Taiga is busted up over this.

She's looking at houses
in Delaware.

I need that phone, brother,
or I might never have sex again.

That's a problem.
But it ain't my problem.

Don't worry, I-man, I got ya.

Still going to voicemail.

If we can't raise Prince
or Scooter somehow--

She knows where he is.

We need to locate
Prince and Scooter.

- They're out of the office.
- Office.

Yeah, so you said.

How would you like
an all-expenses paid trip

to Bermuda to tell us where?

I'd like to keep my job

and my integrity more.

Bad call!

Girl's got no judgement.

Girl's got mad cojones,
is what she's got.

That's Spanish.

This is going to be
a lost opportunity

on the scale of Russia
selling us Alaska

-for seven mill.
-Seward's folly.

Like I said, yep.

This one'll be called
Prince's folly.

Yeah. Only we're the ones
that are really gonna lose.

Been working my socials to find
a way to get to Killer Mike,

but no one I know has
an in with the big man.

Shocking you don't run
in the same circles.

It is disappointing.

I got us some time.
Extra hour.

I can be very persuasive.

Amen, brother.

The total investment
is hovering around 600.

Can you sign off on that?

Sadly, I cannot.
Hands are tied.

What about you?
Special circumstances.

I am astonished
to see you in Bagdad,

for I have an appointment
with you tonight in Samarra.

Spyros rides a pale horse.

He really has a douchey way
of saying no.

It's impressive.

♪ Do I want you ♪

♪ Oh my, do I... ♪

-Oh.
-How are you?

Enjoy.

He was trying to get
a gold medal.

Oh, come on!

That can't be real.

That's wild.

We were just reviewing evidence.

Mm-hmm. Can't be evidence
if it's a party game.

Come on, gimme the phone.

I would, but, uh,
NYAG has custody.

Literally, in this case.

You said there were
work documents on this.

I need it to help
build the case.

It's a state matter,
not federal.

Ah!

A topic of much debate.

Not so much.
There's plenty of case law--

She's got you there.

Okay, Dave, very good.

Very good. How do we
make this right, for Ira?

Don't know. The compromise of
sensitive DOJ correspondence

is a very serious matter.

You're running with this?

Oh, I've already gotten
an injunction

forcing the phone company
to disable remote access.

-Uh-huh.
-You should tell Ira

to stop trying Find My Phone.

What he should do instead
is freshen up his resumé.

Because with this kind of
scandal,

this kind of kompromat hanging
over the Southern District,

your deputy's gonna
have to resign.

Uh, look, this is all
a big misunderstanding.

-Okay.
-No, I got this.

I-if we can just resolve this,

I will be the best friend
you've ever had at Southern.

I thought that was you, Chuck.

This isn't Chuck's
fault, okay. I lied.

-Ira--
-To your best friend?

A federal official, no less?

There's no SDNY material
on the phone, okay?

A couple of emails
about softball league.

-Say no more.
-I told Chuck

there were work documents
on the phone because...

All right,
I'm here to come clean.

There are some
personal videos on there.

It's very vanilla.

I would say more, uh,
like fudge ripple,

in my opinion.

Looks to me
more like Rocky Road.

'Cause nuts were
definitely an ingredient.

Sounds like 31 Flavours
with a cherry on top.

Oh!

-Et tu, Chuck?
-Oh.

I didn't watch it.

Look, I know this is
tough for you, buddy.

But right now,
the best thing you can do

for yourself and Taiga
is go home,

pour yourself
a nice single malt,

and let me handle it
from here.

Happy to chop it up
with humans trying to do good

within their own
personal prisms.

But before we go
further, know this:

if it doesn't fit
my personal prism,

there's no way I can
get behind it or endorse it.

That's why I'm here.

We've got a lot in common.

We're both compassionate
capitalists,

raised in the belief that
making money

requires you to do good.

You ain't gotta go the common
ground angle, Mike.

I mean,
we're radically different.

I'm a Southerner,
I like muscle cars,

strip clubs,
shooting at shit in the woods.

Fortunately,
it's not about me.

I just want to do something
better for my community.

What do you want?

I want Black banks to flourish.

And I want them to flourish
in underserved communities.

I understand the historical
and systemic injustices

in the financial arena.

As president, I'd be happy
to direct federal funds

to support the infrastructure
of Black banks.

That didn't work
with the Freedmen's Bureau.

I'm not looking for charity.

I can give you
five Black banks in Atlanta,

from Citizen's Trust
to Greenwood,

that all performed better
at net-interest margins

than most banks nationally.

It's not that they're unsound,
they're just stigmatised.

Which is worse.

How can I help?

By putting your
personal money in those banks.

Validation from
Mike Prince money

makes those banks
instantly attractive.

It's bold. Shows leadership.

That you're not going to wait
for Congress to pass legislation

watered down by interest groups
by the time it comes to a vote.

Done. I'll endorse your banks.

I'll move $100 million
by the end of the week,

and you can expect a bigger
investment down the line.

Then you can expect
my endorsement down the line.

Smoke one?
Seal the deal?

We're gonna have to pass.

Was it them?

No. It's over. Spartan-Ives
gave our slot to another fund.

-Hey, Pete, can you--?
-Yeah.

You didn't finish
your lobster tail.

We sure that's what it was?

I wasn't aware of
your culinary skills.

Impressive.

It's how I kept money
in my pocket

on summers off from Fordham.

Now it's more
of a full-time thing.

I'm sorry.

No, you're not.
I know why you're here.

-You're finally going to run.
-It's my time.

Seems like it always was.

And now you want to know

if I'm going to be
a liability for you.

Or have I been upgraded
to an actual problem?

When I make a move, I prefer
the base path to be clear.

If I wanted to fuck you over,
I-I would've done it already.

You wouldn't have
done it inside

'cause you know I can
still pull levers in there.

Like you did to get me
to the front of the line

for discharge
to the halfway house.

-Thank you.
-Sure.

But now that you're out,

breathing the sweet,
sweet air of freedom,

you may be thinking
you can go all Chris Shiherlis

and rock-and-roll
at the drop of a hat.

-Don't.
-Or what, you violate me,

have a judge put me back in?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

But also, your brother operates
a forklift at a company owned

by a company
owned by Mike Prince.

I've recently learned that

some of the items
from the warehouse

may have found their way
into Jackie's house.

You slip up,
say my name in public,

a raid will occur,
one that will result in

a number of
parole violations.

Yeah, sure. I get it.

As good as
I ever become with a knife,

I'll never be able
to cut like you, Kate.

So...

you've got me boxed up
like supermarket sushi.

And maybe that'll help you
sleep at night. Sort of.

But I have a different vision.

Dying to hear it.

Make a friend of me,

and instead of a liability,
you'll have an ally for life.

Talk about sleeping
like a baby.

Uh-huh.

And how does this nifty picture
come together?

Help me get
my law license back.

Not easy.

Brutal, in fact.

Yeah, but that's your
specialty. You do that,

I sail off into
corporate law or M & A,

and I stay out of your sandbox
unless you need me.

Something like that
will take a good while.

Well, until then,

you can find me
behind the teppan,

biding my time
with my mouth shut.

Hm.

Well played.

It's nice to see your time

working for me wasn't wasted.

You knew I could make moves.

That's why you hired me.

But doing it in front of your
friends and colleagues, sure,

that is a page out of your book.

Okay, you have
what I want. So...

let's haggle.

You took away
my shot to go after Prince

and made my office look bad
while doing it.

And so, I will kick some
important case from my office

to yours,
a nice, juicy federal one

that has some state jurisdiction

and will put
the lustre back on you.

Not "some" case. Prince.

No, no, that is my very
own ship in a bottle.

It's a solo project
I'm building on my own.

Then I'll keep this
and pursue it on my own.

And at some point,
it's gonna leak.

I won't do it.
I won't have to.

It'll just happen.

It'll start out
on TMZ or Page Six,

but eventually
it'll find its way

to Reddit and Pornhub.

Fine. I will keep you involved
in all matters Prince.

Involved is for the gals
in the Junior League.

No, you're going
to make me first chair--

Special Assistant
United States Attorney--

to any federal prosecution
of Prince.

So, you get to run the show?

Sharing is caring.

You want to save
your friend's pasty ass?

It's your call.

Is it too late?

It is.

How much did we leave
on the table?

Besides hearts and guts?

How much?

Projections are, by the time
the company is mature--

1.4 billion.

-Next time.
-There won't be a next time.

It can't be.

I had this system built right
for living my life before.

But now, doing what I'm doing,
with my run--

Wags, you have full sign-off

if Scooter and I are
unavailable.

And don't come calling
with bullshit, or I promise,

the answer will be no.

I want you all
to remember this feeling.

Losing.

You can choose to believe
this one is on me,

but understand, if it
was me in your shoes,

I'd have found a way.

He has before. Many times.

It's been a long evening.

Go home, get some rest.

Because when you go through
those doors again tomorrow,

every second, minute,
and hour of every day forward

is to be devoted to making
what happened tonight

an impossibility.

I got your text.

You nailed down the Killer Mike
endorsement after all.

High-risk move.

-I did indeed. High reward.
-You're right.

You are a different
breed than I'm used to.

I'm not above admitting that.

But that's a handicap I'm
trying to eliminate right now.

I'm meeting with Wendy.

I need her insights into you,
Prince Capital,

what makes
the whole thing work.

Better understanding on my part
equals better results.

And she's not coming across.

Says it's a nonstarter
without your okay.

She's loyal.

Like Riley to Starks,
game seven.

Put her on.

We've talked about trust.

But there are always boundaries.

Boundaries are a safeguard,
but they can be a limitation.

Where I'm going,
I can't afford that.

It's fine,
you can talk to him.

About everything.

All the parts
coming into alignment.

Impressive.

Today I saw how
expensive it can be

when you don't put
your faith in your people.

He sees something
special in you.

I mean, besides the work
you're doing for him.

He trusts you.

Hard to get him to
the mountaintop without it.

Yo, what's good?

-Hi.
-Hey.

So I'm wanting to start you off
with a couple things.

We have chopped cheese
with black truffles,

and we have curry goat patties
with a couple dipping sauces.

Wendy, you know
I'm gonna cook for you, right?

So, you won't be
needing these menus.

- And I hope you're hungry.
- Thank you, Chef.

Chef Kwame,
this is Bradford Luke.

Hey, what's up, man?

He's gonna be
bringing presidents

to dine here one day soon.

Dope.

Well, I look forward to it.

-Y'all enjoy.
-Thank you.

So, what do you want to know?

Tell me everything.

About Mike Prince.

He's driven by a need for
respect in a financial setting,

through equal parts faith and--

No. Not like you're
talking to a strategist.

Like you're telling
the person closest to you

everything you know
about the person

you want to set them up with.

The person you think
they should end up with.

You want Mike Prince
the businessman?

The human? The father?
The patient?

I want it all.

Then we're going
to need another bottle.

Holy shit!

Thank God!

Thank you, Chuck.

- Mm-hmm.
- This is incredible.

I told you I'd take care of it.
I took care of it.

Dave says
to change your password.

It's too easy. They didn't
even have to use GrayKey.

Are you still using
your birthday?

It's-- I know. I'm making
a new one right now.

Mm-hmm.

And deleting those videos.

Yeah. All of them?

I mean, now
that we've got 'em back.

Delete. Of course.

Of course!

You take the car.
I'll get another one.

I'll meet you at home soon.

I just want to say--

No. You don't have to.

No, actually, I do.

I know this wasn't easy.

I also know the price for it
has to be high.

Mm. It is.

Nosebleed altitude.

With everything
we've been through,

I-I've always known

I could count on you
to do the right thing.

Regardless of the sacrifice.

Because you could always see
the bigger picture.

But...

this time...

you could've, you should've...

let me go down.

Big picture, it was
the right thing to do.

But you didn't.

Why?

Because you're my friend.

And, uh...

that's my big picture now.

Chuck, I owe you one.

I think the ledger
is probably even.

You know what? Come on,
I know where there's some

leftover sweet potato pie
with our names on it.

Hm?

I heard today
was a rough one here.

Like Mavericks at low tide.

When did you know you had
a way to hit Prince?

After our conversation.

First I had to get the original
firm to pull out of the IPO.

Plant some seeds of doubt
about the deal.

Turns out: "Are you really
gonna buy that shit?"

goes a long way
in a volatile market.

After they bailed on the IPO,
I leaked word to Spartan-Ives

that candidate Prince would be

very appreciative
if we got a look.

I hadn't anticipated
Victor being able

to get us the extra hour.

He is very good at what he does.

You should have let us know.

Yep.

You were completely exposed
if things went south.

Maybe we could have helped
protect you,

covered your tracks.

I had to move alone.

And I was confident
you'd see it. Eventually.

But all this is only the setup.

Getting to the payoff will be
much more challenging.

The secrecy. The deception.

I'm starting to get misty.

-And now?
-I have sign-off.

So, yes,
the beginnings of a plan.

We might really have
some pieces here.

We might indeed.

So...

Let's send
this motherfucker to Siberia.