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Okay. Do it. Come on.

Thank you.

Can't tell if the hammering
is in my brain or out there.

Hey, let me cook you
something for breakfast.

No, I'm okay. I got this.

- You got plans after school?
- Nope.

Hey. I'm sorry I've been so distracted
with this whole Tori thing.

No, no. It's fine, really.

How 'bout this? You, me, my famous
stuffed shells, tonight, dinner?

You can even bring Morgan.

We broke up.

What?

I gotta go. Bye.

Hey, sweetie. Just let me know
about dinner, okay?

- I will.
- And listen,

don't worry about Morgan.
There are plenty of fish in the sea.

God, I sound like my mother.

Hi, Tor.

Bye, Mom.

Hi, sweetheart. You look gorgeous.

Bye, sweetie. Tori.

Love you.

Good boy.

Brie, hi.

- Good morning.
- Hi, Arlo. Hey, buddy.

You doing some work? What is all this?

Well, since you were
so concerned about Arlo,

we figured we'd build
a wall for your protection.

Wow.

Seems like a little bit
of an overreaction.

You handed me a bag full of shit.

Look, haven't you ever had a bad day?

I did that day.

Fair enough. Well, do you have any idea

when the jackhammering portion
of the construction's gonna be over?

And also, their equipment
is tearing up my lawn.

You'd have to ask them.

Okay.

Well.

This will be great.

Good fences make good neighbors.

Good people make good neighbors, Mel.

Can you not step on my brick here?

Very nice.

You don't usually bring me stuff
in the original packaging.

Don't tell me
you're robbing department stores now.

These are actual gifts.
I'm managing some investment capital.

Elaborate gifts are part
of the wooing process.

Now I understand the fancy suit.

What? This old thing?

It's a sharp suit.

Thank you, Rocco.

What's your problem?

My problem is that once again
I need to tell you

something you should already know.

Thinking that you can keep
a foot in each boat,

that is how a bolond like you drowns.

What is a bolond?

A fool. But you're not a fool.

An idiot, definitely, but not a fool.

So why don't you tell me what it is that
you are trying so hard to not tell me?

I'm being blackmailed.

- The book guy?
- Yeah.

He has me on camera in his house.

So he wants me to manage
and invest his dirty money.

I do that for him, he deletes the video.

So you're taking
the word of a blackmailer?

What choice do I have?

Blackmail always has an expiration date.

It's up to you to decide when that is.

My mom said she won't
let me take the Benz to college.

Why not?

- I don't know why.
- Serious?

Hey, what's up?

- You tell me.
- I don't know.

I had a sure thing, Coop,
and you blew me off.

And don't tell me
it's because of your back.

I can tell when you're bullshitting me.

I'm dealing with some stuff here, okay?

Anything I should know about?

No, just family stuff.

Okay, well can you put a clock on it?

All of my cash is tied up
with your buddy, Barney.

And if you're gonna
take some sort of break, tell me.

Because I need to make other plans.

I'll get back to you.

I'm serious, Coop.

I'm working on it, okay,
I promise. Really. Bye.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I thought you had practice. What's up?

Wasn't in the mood.

Dad, please don't give me shit about it.
I don't have any more parents to run to.

Okay, fine. But it's gonna cost you.

What are you gonna make me do?

The same thing
my father would've made me do.

Come on.

Come on. Last round, dipshits.

- Good luck.
- Yeah, yeah.

- All right, 30.
- Thirty.

- Thirty-one.
- What?

Damn, three in a row.
She's humiliating you, Andy.

Are you checking my math?

- No, no.
- He always was a sore loser.

Give me a break. Whose dumb idea was this?

Shit. I gotta go.

I gotta get ready.

This was fun. Let's do it again.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hey. Did you call your mom?

- Dad…
- Look,

if you don't wanna talk
about college right now, fine.

If you don't want to talk
about skipping practice, that's okay.

But we're talking about this.

- About what?
- Tori.

There are things in this world
that might be worth quitting.

Your mother is not one of them, okay?

I mean, I know she can be a little…

pushy.

But she's got
your best interests at heart.

She's trying to take care
of you, you know?

- I need a little time.
- Well, it's gonna be awkward

when you see her tomorrow night.

Why am I seeing her tomorrow?

Seder at Hari and Gretchen's.

Shit. That's tomorrow?

Yeah, it is.

Can't we just skip it?

No. It's Passover.

You're not even the Jewish parent.

I'm not Mexican either,
and I like their food too.

I'm going to bed.

Shalom.

Okay, so it's A major,

then a D major,

then an E major. All right? Okay.

So, I'm gonna sing,
you guys are gonna play.

And make sure you press really hard
'cause if your fingers aren't burning,

then you're not doing it right.

Also, it's all down strokes
because this is punk rock.

Here we go. One, two, three, four…

They're piling in the back seat

Generating steam heat

Yeah. I don't know.

- I have to come late 'cause…
- Good.

Pulsating to the back beat

Blitzkrieg

Bop!

Hey. What's your name again?

Finn.

Yeah. Hey, Finn. Could you do me a favor?

Could you shut the fuck up
and pay attention?

Great. All right.

Now it's the bridge, and it starts on a D.
And one, two, three, four.

Hey ho, let's go

To A!

Hello, Eomeonim. So nice to see you.

You're feeding her empty food.

I don't actually feed her.

She's carrying a child.
Hers is a high-risk pregnancy.

Ma, it's geriatric pregnancy.

We don't use that phra… No.

Did you… Did you tell her
about your 25-year-old uterus?

I don't care what the doctor said.

You're not gonna poison
my daughter or my grandchild.

I just want to point out
that I don't do the shopping here.

And neither does Grace. Not anymore.

You need to be more vigilant.
She needs balance.

Well, this all looks very balanced.

Also, who are you?

Good yontif.

- Hey. How are you, Hari? Good to see you.
- Hey. I'm good. Good to see you too.

- Hi.
- Hari, this looks nice.

Being married
to a Jewish woman for two decades,

I had seen my share of seders.

But none compared to the one
Gretchen and Hari threw every year.

…tiny little shape, all right?

I was never a fan of organized religion…

…but not until after you're done.

…but a celebration of wine
and freedom needs no sales pitch.

- Hello, Gretchen.
- Coop, welcome.

Thank you for having us.
You remember Tori?

- Hi.
- I'm so glad you could make it.

You look lovely, dear.

Hi, Tori.

Excuse me.

- Long story.
- Right.

Teenagers.

Okay.

Hey-o.

Wow.

- How is she?
- How are you?

I'm giving her space.

Good. I think she's going
to quit the tennis team.

What? God, what did you tell her?

I'm giving her space.

Is your plan to just let her ride this out
till the wheels come off?

- Because news flash…
- She'll come around.

…the wheels are already off.

And if she's living with you,
you need to start acting like her father

and not like the cool roommate.

- So I'm cool now?
- Andrew Cooper.

I will. I'm on it. Yes.

Guess what?

Hunter broke up with Morgan.

I know. He's been hanging out
with Delilah. Owen Ashe's daughter.

Hanging out or hooking up?

Kids these days do not use those terms.

- What, are you the expert now?
- Yeah, I'm a very cool expert.

- Really?
- Hey, hey.

Hey. Incoming.

- What's up?
- Hi.

- Hi.
- Shanah Tova.

Hi, hello.

- Wrong holiday, but that's okay.
- Wrong holiday.

I'm sorry. I thought that was universal.

Anyway, this is Bella.
She's been helping me with the move.

How's the new place coming along?

I'm not gonna tell you
'cause I want you to see it yourself.

- You know where to find me.
- Yeah, I do.

On the floor of my new man cave
drunk off your ass.

I'm being summoned. Excuse me.

Nice to meet you.

Love this. Is this Dior?

I'm not telling you,
and get your paws off it.

Next thing you know,
we'll show up wearing the same thing.

Correct, we will.

Happy Passover, honey.
Did you try the caviar on matzah?

Not yet.

I thought there was
an interesting dissonance

in putting a delicacy
on the bread of affliction.

- It shouldn't work, but it does.
- Exactly.

- I'll get another.
- Hey, I heard that Tori

- turned down Princeton.
- What?

Really? What is she going to do?

She hasn't figured it out yet.

She doesn't have another plan?

Define plan.

Hey, Tori.

Don't worry, guys. My OnlyFans
already has, like, 2,000 subscribers,

and I haven't even shown my tits yet.

You need a tip jar.

Hey.

Don't stop.

- Ashe, hey. Welcome.
- Hey. How are you, bud?

- Sam, hey.
- Hey.

- Come on in.
- Thank you.

- This is for you.
- Thank you.

What's she doing here?

Oh, no. I didn't invite her.

She did not just show up.

- This was a bad idea. I'm just gonna go.
- Hey, wait, wait. No, come on.

It will be awkward for one minute
and then it'll be fine.

No, I don't think I can do this.
These people hate me.

Nah, they just think they're supposed to.
Hey, you wanna know what will help?

Klonopin?

I was gonna say being with me,
but maybe a little wine will suffice.

Wait, this is a developing story.

- We've got an arm on a shoulder.
- Holy shit. She's a plus one.

Savvy.

Plus one for the most eligible bachelor
in Westmont Village.

You have to hand it to her.

When did this happen?

No. The important question is,
how did none of us see this coming?

Well, I can't just throw her out.

Seriously?

It's Passover.

- Hey. How you doing?
- Happy Passover.

Happy Passover.

Coop doesn't seem to mind.

Unbelievable.

Hey. What's up, guys?

- There he is.
- Hey, man.

Buddy.

Lisa.

How are you?

Great to see you, sight for sore eyes.

- You back?
- Gordy grounded me for Passover.

Where were you?

Well, if you followed me, you'd know.

I don't have Instagram or TikTok,
or whatever it is that…

I don't follow anybody.

Okay. Well, then I'm gonna find you later
and make an account.

Please don't.

- Shalom.
- Thank you.

- Hold the bag.
- I've got the bag, buddy.

- She was in Singapore this time.
- Singapore?

- Singapore, yes.
- Yeah. One of these days you'll have

- to explain her job to all of us.
- She's a fashion

and travel influencer, yeah.

- And she gets paid for that?
- Fuck no.

She just gets tons
of free clothes and trips,

and the more she's away,
the better we get along. So…

- Win, win.
- So, all right.

Yeah, listen, Coop. Word on the street
is you are shopping around

- a big chunk of change.
- Don't get too excited.

It's not that sexy.

Really? 'Cause I heard
it's half a billion dollars.

That sounds pretty sexy to me.

- Yes, it does.
- You can't believe everything you hear.

Well, I can if you tell me about it.
Come on, Coop.

- Coop!
- Got a bunch of deals

that would float your boat, you know.

Have you tried one of these?
They're called Drunken Pharaohs.

- That's yours. That's yours.
- All right. Cin cin.

Fucking fire. Cheers. Cheers.

- Owen. Great to see you, man.
- Hey. Hey, you too, buddy.

What's your name again?

- It's Brad.
- Brad. Right, right. Good to see you.

- What's up, Ashe? Good to see you again.
- Hey, man.

Hey, Sam.

Hey.

We're going to get started everyone,
if you could take your seats.

All right. Coop, you're sitting with us.

Kat.

Coop.

Are we friends again?

Not a chance.

Amen

This is the bread of affliction

which our forefathers ate
in the land of Egypt.

"All who are hungry,
let them come and eat.

All who are needy,

let them come
and celebrate the Passover with us."

You got it, Hunter.

I'm the second youngest.

- Very nice.
- "The simple child asks…"

- Oh, my God.
- What is this about?

Why was tonight different
from all other nights?

Well, for starters, I was seated
with the woman who framed me

for murder and her new boyfriend,
who was currently blackmailing me.

Not to mention my attorney who
I had blackmailed into representing me.

So, while Gretchen told the story of
the Israelites being liberated from Egypt,

I was thinking I could use
a little liberating, myself.

Thank you.

What is this about?

Oh, my God.

That is so hot.

"These are the Ten Plagues
which the Holy One, blessed be He,

brought upon the Egyptians."

Blood.

So, Coop, give me an update.

"Frogs."

- What's taking so long?
- "Lice."

I thought we'd be looking
at term sheets by now.

"Beasts."

Well, it's a process.
These things take time.

"Cattle disease."

You're trying to give them
four hundred million dollars.

I think they would wanna expedite that.

"Boils."

- "Hail."
- Do you trust me or not?

Sure, I do.

"Locusts."

For now.

"Darkness."

"Death of the first born."

Hari wants to buy a boat,
and it's not that I'm against it,

he just isn't the greatest swimmer.

Who needs the hassle?
I mean, especially on the East Coast,

where you can only use it
for two or three months, anyway.

Well, the seasons are getting warmer.

Oh, okay. Are they?

Do you want anything from the bar?

- No, no. I'm fine.
- Okay. Excuse me.

Yeah, yeah. That's what I'm saying.

Hey, you two.

- Hey.
- Hi, Sam.

Can I get one of those, please?

- Of course.
- Thanks.

You look great.

- Thanks, Sam.
- Thanks. You too.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Thanks.

- Can I get another one?
- Okay.

I'm sorry, it's just…

I actually have a listing coming up.

It's a four million dollar tear-down and
the owners are looking for an architect.

- Say more.
- It's a two-acre plot on Apple Court.

They want a ground-up build
and they're asking for a recommendation.

And you wanna recommend me?

I know how this looks,
but I'm just tryna pass--

It looks like a job offer.

Well, fuck.

And she accepts. Are they looking
for an interior designer?

Maggie wants to buy a Porsche.

Oh, well…

- I do.
- …that's a good goal.

- Oh, my God.
- To business?

To business.

P-U-L-E. Pule.

It's a cheese that comes from donkey milk
from a single farm in Serbia.

It cost me 20 grand to get
a quarter of a pound here.

I say we ditch the wives,
take Hari's leftovers,

and we do fancy cheese night,
tomorrow, at my place.

I can't. Gretchen and I
have a second seder at her parents.

We'll be gone all night.

The kids are coming in
from college for it. It's a whole thing.

You have to do this again?

Yeah, except this time, I have
to answer vaguely racist questions

from my mother-in-law.

Yeah, yeah, you know.

I'm tied up too.

- Damn.
- Yeah, I'm sorry.

You know how I love a good cheese.

I guess we found the Afikomen.

What's that?

Dessert.

Hey.

I was just coming to check--

Thank you for making me your date.

No problem.

We're doing this right--

Okay.

Fuck. The fuck.

Fuck me.

What's up, Mel!

Shit. Shit.

You guys, I'm so tired.

- I'm done.
- Yeah, me too.

Yeah, me too. Actually, kinda…

- Is that our cue to leave?
- Does that mean we have to go?

It is all--

- It's fine.
- Hey.

Hey, hi.

You all right?

I'm golden.

All right.

Hi, come… come sit with me.

You drank too much.

You're supposed
to have four glasses of wine.

You had four glasses before dinner.
That's enough.

Dayenu.

What?

Dayenu. It means enough.

It would have been enough.

Geez, what did we send you
to Hebrew school for?

Probably not for this.

Okay. Come on,
you need to go home. Get up.

Are you taking me home?

I called you an Uber.

Come on. Come… Come… Come home with me.

No.

Oh, Mom! Oh, my…

I'm good. I'm…

- Okay.
- Come on.

This is fucking pathetic.

Here for Tori?

Yeah.

Had to get my shoes.

Really?

Okay.

Hello!

Hey!

Whose fucking blue car is this?

Look at me. Perfectly fit.

- Hey! Sorry, I'm late.
- Hey.

Hey.

I ordered you a burger.
I may have taken a bite.

- Where's Mom?
- She won't be joining.

Everything's okay.

Everything is okay.

Okay. She just didn't want to come?

Actually, I told her I had
to run some errands after work.

Which reminds me, I can't
come home without a box of cereal.

Okay.

I love her.

She can just… make it hard
to connect with my kids.

I just wanted to have a quiet dinner
and catch up with you guys.

- Please, I get it.
- Preacher… Choir.

So… how's teaching going?

It's going great.

And by great, I mean…
I don't know, actually. I…

Is it still considered a success
if no one actually learns anything?

Come on, you just started.

You're teaching music.
That's not like teaching science.

Teaching art is essentially
teaching something that can't be taught.

Well, then they came to the right place.

And what about you, Andy?

I hear you two have a new roommate.

That's my cue.

Wow. How convenient.

Hey, everyone! How's it going? We're back!

I am Ali. It's so good to see everyone.

I have a very special guest here tonight.

It's my dad.
Let's give it up for my dad, everyone!

Go you.

He's awesome.

Anyway, this is a song he used
to sing to me whenever I had a bad day.

This one's for you, Dad.

Ooh

Comes a time

When you're driftin'

Comes a time when you settle down

Comes a light

Feelings liftin'

Lift that baby up off the ground

But ooh

This old world keeps spinnin' round

It's a wonder
Tall trees ain't layin' down

Comes a time

Would you look at that.

She really is doing better, isn't she?

Yeah. Yeah, that makes one of us.

This whole Tori thing just came
completely out of left field.

I keep looking back, trying to think
if there were any signs at all,

and if there were…

Jesus, they were awful goddamn subtle.

How you handling it?

I'm stepping back.

Like you suggested.

Giving her her space to…

mess up.

Standing by to pick up the pieces
when that inevitably happens. So…

And what about you?

What about me?

Well, she has her parents
to worry about her.

I'm worried about my kids.

How is everything? You dating?

Yeah, you know, here and there.
Nothing serious.

You may wanna get serious.
You're not getting any younger, you know?

Yeah, well, my back certainly knows.

And work?

Yeah, I'm still trying to figure that out.

You know what, I should get the check.

I'm gonna have to leave
after the next song.

For what?

See this?

It's me stepping back.

Let me know when you're in.

Okay.

- I'm in.
- So fast?

Yeah, well, I was here last night.
I rigged the door.

Nice.

Anyway, so my dad says
I should give Tori some space

and Mel says exactly the opposite.

Listen, teenage girls, they're always
in some kind of crisis.

You should've seen me at 18.

I don't know. I liked 18.

I already had a sense of purpose.

Well, yeah, every 18-year-old boy
has a sense of purpose…

in his pants.

You're a very cynical person,
you know that?

Tell me something I don't know.

I guess Gretchen and Hari are running
a little off-the-books side hustle.

Pills?

Better. Ozempic and fillers.

That's like liquid gold,
you should grab some of those too.

No, it's small potatoes,
and they'll notice.

We should stick to the plan.

Think I found it.

When Hari Sahni wasn't
running Gretchen's surgery practice

or attending another seder
with her family like he was tonight,

he was tearing through
pricey avocations like airport paperbacks.

This graveyard
of forgotten hobbies included

a $10,000 set of Zeiss 20 x 60 T*S
binoculars for big game hunting.

A $50,000 Phase One XF IQ4 150MP camera.

A $25,000 Baccarat chess game with
crystal pawns and inlaid marble board.

And most notably,
a $200,000 reproduction of a violin

designed by Stradivarius
contemporary Guarneri del Gesú.

Which I hadn't found yet.

God dang it.

Coop, how's it going in there?

Can you hold on a second?
I gotta take this call.

Coop--

Who the hell takes a call
in the middle of a robbery?

Hey. I'm a little busy right now.
Can I call you back?

What the fuck are you doing with my money?

It's been over two weeks. What the fuck?

Are you trying… Are you trying to fuck me?

It's not a great time for me right now.

No, no, no, no, no. Don't do that shit.
I own your ass, motherfucker.

Wait, listen, listen. We're fine.
I told you it's gonna take some time.

Coop?

Hello?

Why don't you calm down

and let me come by tomorrow?
I will lay it all out for you.

Don't fucking talk to me
like I'm some goddamn idiot.

Get your ass over here now.

I can't do that.

No? Well, that's too bad because
if you're not here in 15 minutes,

I'll press send
and your whole life is fucked!

No, don't do that.

Fifteen minutes.

Cocksucker.

Hey, we're gonna have to abort.

What? No. No, no, no. Why?

Family situation.

This is our window.
Just grab something else.

No, that's not how we work.

This isn't how we work.
Listen to me, Coop…

What the fuck!

Ashe.

Ashe.

Ashe.

Ashe.

Coop.

- What are you doing here?
- Are you fucking kidding me?

Yeah.

Jesus Christ. Really?

I'm sorry, man. I get a little…

- Drink?
- No, thank you.

I'm gonna pour you one anyway.

So, in all seriousness,
what are you doing with my money?

'Cause I gotta be honest,

I'm starting to feel like you're
jerking me around a little bit.

No one is jerking you around.

Have you even approached Bailey Russell?

- No.
- Why the fuck not?

Are you trying to fuck
with Jack Bailey on my dime?

No. Look, Ashe, you know how to do
your job. I know how to do mine, right?

You asked me to get you
into the Excelsior fund,

which is difficult to do
under the best of circumstances.

They're very exclusive, all right?

Now, I call Jack,
he'll just tell me to go fuck myself.

That's if he even picks up my call.

You're not really
selling yourself here, Coop.

We have to make him come to us, right?

The way you do that is by making him
feel like he's missing out on something.

Once he feels that way then he'll swallow
his pride, he'll pick up the phone.

- How do you know he'll call?
- Because he already has.

Twice.

Okay. What did he say?

I have no idea. I didn't pick up.

Remind me not to fuck with you.

You already are fucking with me, Ashe.

True. Jesus, you are a fucking ninja.

Let's do a line, brother.

Is that mandatory?

It is.

And the night took a turn.

Hey. Yo.

School. 15 minutes. What are you doing?

I'm bed rotting.

- I'm sorry?
- Bed rotting. It's called self-care, Dad.

It's just one day.

Hey, I don't know
what the fuck is going on with you,

but if you're in my house,
you're going to school. You got me?

I can't make you go to college

but you're not gonna fuck up
high school on my watch. So, get up.

Let's go. Come on. Up and at 'em.

Sorry about the blanket thing,
that was aggressive.

Come on.

Let's go.

She doesn't say anything. She's just mute,

and then when I so much as speak,
she acts like it's nails on a chalkboard.

I mean, why do we have kids?

Think of the fun we could be having.

I'm pregnant.

What?

- Are you serious? Oh, my God!
- Yeah.

Forget everything I just said.
That's incredible.

Yeah, it is.

Except… my mother
is trying to insert herself into my life

even more than she normally does.

She doesn't trust me
to manage my own pregnancy,

and it's driving me up the fucking wall.

- Just tell her to back off.
- Yeah, like Tori told you?

Wow. Shots fired.

Sorry, hormones.

She thinks I'm too old.

Which she tells me every chance she gets,
and now I'm in my head about it.

She's not wrong.

Come on. You made two beautiful children.

And look at you, you are blooming.

While the rest of us are withering away.

But a dried rose is still a rose.

Okay, Lily, let's practice your posting.

So…

- …Gretchen's seder.
- For God's sake.

What did you hear?

That you had some sort of meltdown
because Sam showed up.

I was overserved. What?

I'm gonna give you some straight talk
because I love you.

Here we go.

Yeah. Okay, look,
what Sam did was super fucked up.

Literally criminal.

Yes, this is correct.

But people want to move on,

and if you keep making

- things awkward for everyone--
- I'm the problem? Are you kidding?

- I didn't say it was fair.
- She was gonna put Coop

in prison for years.

Yes. So, shouldn't Coop
be the one hating on her?

He's the father of my children.

Right, and is that all he is to you?

Is this really a skill she's gonna need?

I mean, what, are you buying
a ranch in Montana?

No, this isn't Western, it's Dressage.

I don't know what that means.

It means I'm an idiot.

Fuck.

- Are you good?
- Yeah, I'm great.

Yeah?

Tell me about this.

Yes, those.

Those are two bullets that were each,
at various times,

inside my body.

This one was right here.

And this guy was in my shoulder. See?

- You were shot? Twice?
- Yes.

And I had this made
by an artist that I know,

Belgian guy. As a reminder.

That life is fragile?

That no one could kill me.

But also what you said.
I like that. The fragile thing.

Hey. I got something for you.

What do you think?

It's a drone?

Yeah.

You got me a drone?

No, I didn't get you a drone.
It's for Henry and Michael.

Look, dual 4K cameras, okay?

Signal range of 2,000 feet. So,
you can send this baby up to the stars.

Just gotta keep it away from airports

'cause it may or may not
be military grade.

Okay.

That's not the response I was hoping for.

I'm sorry. It's very kind of you.

And look, I like you. I really do,
but my kids have been through a lot.

You know, so have I.
I mean, my God, I have a mug shot.

And they… They lost their father.

And, yeah, sure,
he was a misogynistic asshole,

but they don't know that.
They'll never know that.

Which kinda sucks,
now that I think about it.

Because, you know, they'll be missing
a much better guy than he was.

Sorry. My point is--

- It's too soon.
- Yes.

Way too soon. Sorry.

That's okay.

- Really?
- Yeah, absolutely.

Believe it or not, you're not
the first person that I have spooked.

No, I'm not spooked.

Well, I mean… I don't know.

I just… I just always wanted a boy,

and my wife and I were trying
for one when she got sick.

- I'm sorry.
- Hey.

Let's go in the yard and send
this bad boy up as high as we can.

Come on. You and me.

Is that really how you wanna
spend the next half hour?

'Cause I can get
some clothes on right now.

- Yeah, I'll get dressed. No?
- No. No, no, no, no.

You're not going anywhere.

Yeah. No, I know. I get it.

But I just need
to compare the redemption schedules.

Can you put them all on one sheet for me?

Yes, Matty. I'm aware we're still dating.

But, you are in the…

sweet spot.

Hey, I gotta go.

Can you give me that sheet,
and I'll keep you posted?

Thank you. Bye.

Well, this is a surprise.

I doubt that.

Nice to see you.

I doubt that too.

Okay. You know, having this accent
doesn't make you smarter than me.

No, it's my brain that does that.

Sit down.

I can't stay. You know why I'm here?

Yeah, most likely because Jack
thinks I can't say no to you.

Oh, there is precedent.

It's this witty banter
that got us in trouble in the first place.

- And the accent.
- Yeah, that too.

We should do that again sometime.

Because it worked out so well
for you the last time.

It was worth it. Have a seat.

You can't be serious.

You're standing between two chairs.

- Pick one.
- No, I meant about it being worth it.

- You can't mean that.
- Well, don't sell yourself short.

I still feel responsible
for what happened.

Well, you shouldn't.
In fact, I'm kinda glad it happened.

You know, I needed to get out.

I didn't realize it at the time
but I'm much happier now.

As is evidenced by the fact
that you're getting back into the game.

- On my own terms.
- Really?

That money belongs to someone.

It sure does, and that someone
won't fuck me the way Jack did.

Why are you still there?

- They gave me a desk.
- Which you didn't earn.

Just being honest.

If we're being honest, why don't you
admit you're going to meet with Jack?

Why would I wanna work
with that piece of shit?

Because you can't kill him.

- So, you might as well own him.
- And what's your end?

I'm just the messenger.

Oh, really? You're not concerned
at all about the optics,

you bringing me in, given our sordid past?

Sadly, that ship has sailed.

And if I cared about the optics,
I would've quit a long time ago.

- Sorry about that.
- Not your fault.

I was on fire that night.
You didn't stand a chance.

Well… I suppose.

Tell Jack I'll think about it.

He'll be thrilled.

Eomeonim. You're here again.

Look who finally saw fit to come home.

What are you… What are you doing here?
It's almost midnight.

I'm staying over. I will be for some time.

Grace needs someone to care for her
while her husband is out drinking.

Okay.

Okay.

First of all, I wasn't out drinking.
I was servicing a client while drinking.

And as for you moving in,
that's not gonna happen.

Grace is a grown-ass woman,
and if she can handle me and you,

she can handle her own fucking pregnancy.

Yes, that's right. I said "fuck."

And you should hear it roll off
of Grace's tongue when you're not around.

It's a thing of fucking beauty, actually.

You're gonna let him talk to me like this?

Last time I checked, this was my house.

And I will speak freely in my house.

So, please call your driver and let him
know that you're ready to go home.

And moving forward,
you're welcome to visit,

but it would be a great idea
if you called ahead

and made sure we were up for company,

because, and I hope
you don't take this the wrong way…

you're a handful.

Too much?

Take me to bed right fucking now.

Come on, Coop. It's not like
I have to sell you on the place.

Our mid-cap is crushing it.

Yes, you and I had our issues,
but business is business.

We'll take care of you.
I will take care of you.

And we all know you're
a man of your word, Jack.

I think we both did things
in the heat of the moment we regret.

Yeah. No, not really.

Okay. You want me to throw
a mea culpa in the deal, you got it.

I want to invest in the Excelsior fund.

That's not gonna happen.

- Maybe later but not now.
- It's your fund.

Yeah, and I've got investors in it
with bigger cocks than yours.

You asked for this meeting.

Yeah, and you know how my funds perform.

Look, we'll roll out
the red carpet for you.

We'll waive fees, throw in perks,

but Excelsior is not an option.

Okay, can we just skip the part
where I call your bluff,

and then you tell me to go fuck myself,

then you have to chase me
all the way down into the lobby?

- I'm not bluffing.
- Okay.

Great. See you downstairs.

Fuck.

Sit down.

Jack took away everything I had.

And having this power over him
should've been intensely satisfying,

but beating him today just meant putting
myself in even more legal jeopardy

while making two assholes richer
than they already were.

Coop.

Asshole number two.

Did we get in?

We're in.

Yes! Yes! Come on, I've got
some Moët in the car, chilled.

- Let's party. Let's go.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What about the video?

What about it?

I held up my end.

Come on, Coop.
I can tell you I deleted it.

But in this day and age,
is anything ever really gone?

- What are you saying?
- Oh, my God, look at your face.

You're so serious. Come on, relax.

You're managing
$400 million dollars of my money.

As long as things keep going well,
then you got nothing to worry about.

Come on. Let's celebrate!

Come on, hop in.

Asshole number three.

No matter what I did,

it seemed I was destined to learn
one immutable truth over and over again.

And that was that as easy
as it was to sell your soul,

it was next to impossible to buy it back.

Hey, ho, let's go

Hey, ho, let's go

Hey, ho, let's go

Hey, ho, let's go

They're formin' in a straight line

They're goin' through a tight wind

The kids are losin' their minds

Blitzkrieg Bop