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Look at him.

A genius writer.

_

There might come a time
when we'll be calling on you.

To do what?

If I promise to take care of your crew,

would you be my partner in crime?

Mexico sounds good to you

because you feel like you
got no options here.

We got a job opening at
West Coast Super Sales.

Scott, I release you from your duty.

I sorta let things get out of hand.

I need a place to just turn off.

Blaise. I'm Lamar.

Come on, Jerry. Well, just hear me out.

I-I've written 1,700 new
pages since last week.

Every word is pristine.

I'm telling you, this new, uh...
writer's retreat I found,

oh, it's... it's really
opened things up for me.

My veins are jacked with Spiritus Mundi.

I'm drinking the milk of paradise!

So, please, let me send
you the manuscript

before you make your final decision.

What?!

No, the plot is not convoluted.

It's complex, like a symphony.

Jerry...

Nope.

Nope, nope. Wrong again, Jerry.

I don't make mistakes.

It's impossible for a
genius to make a mistake.

His mistakes are portals of discovery.

All right, don't... don't...
don't hang up, please.

I'm sorry.

It's just... You're my agent.

You're supposed to fight for
me, you useless sack of shit,

and...

Jerry?

Jerry?

Who you talking to?

Oh, my accountant.

I'm thinking about buying some
property on the Amalfi Coast.

Italy... a land kissed by the gods.

Ah, the Italians are a clownish people.

Haven't won a war since Gaul.

But the sunsets... mwah!

Well, shall we "Uno"?

The romance of the road.

I know it well.

All those blistering
afternoons on the high plains.

Going mano a mano with some
wholesaler in Victorville

who wants an extra five
off an order of brass.

That world could be yours someday.

But in the meantime, the order desk

is a good place to learn the biz.

I couldn't agree more.

I was off chasing donkey
carts for a while.

But now I see that this
is a great opportunity

to learn the business
from the ground up.

Now, you can't skip steps.
That's how I learned pools.

And I didn't go to some
million-dollar pool school back east.

Exactly!

I started out as a stock boy

at a toilet-seat factory
in South El Monte.

I never dreamed I'd have all of this.

- But here I am.
- You know what, Bob?

I'm just gonna go ahead
and say it out loud.

I think this interview
is going really well.

And I would love to be a
part of the team here.

Are you kidding?

You have a background in
residential hydronics...

- Yeah.
- ... and you're Ernie's guy.

It's a no-brainer.

Welcome aboard, Dud.

Thank you.

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This is for... Liz Dudley.

Chief Financial Officer?

Is this a bad time?

No. I'm muted.

Janet is passing through
a thought crucible.

She's on a conference call.

I'm taking notes.

I mean, I'm obviously
not taking any notes,

- but what's up?
- This came for you.

I'm worried it might contain
an explosive device.

What are you talking about?

Maybe I'm being paranoid,

but that doesn't rule
out the possibility,

however small, that
there's a bomb in there.

Just trying to do my job.

Liz Dudley, Chief Financial Officer?

Did you already get promoted?

No.

Thank God.

How's it going? Are you happy?

I'm still not sure exactly
what I'm supposed to be doing.

- Yeah.
- Dealing with this package is

the busiest I've been all week.

I know. It is kind of
weirdly quiet around here.

Yeah.

I'm sure new projects will come up.

And besides, I think, in corporations,

the less you do, the
more important you are.

Yes.

Hey.

You okay?

I was cleaning out the grease traps

and sort of had an accident... No, no!

Don't come any closer.

Oh, my God. That shit is foul.

You need to burn those clothes, man.

I'm outta here.

Aw, man.

Ugh.

Oh.

Ugh!

Aw! Come on, man!

Wait, wait, wait.

Wait, no! No, no, no, no!

My own desk!

This means a lot.

And I will try to honor Speedy's legacy.

Good luck.

In 30 years, the dude
never missed a day,

even after his hemorrhoid surgery.

Wow.

Dud, I think Speedy

would've wanted you to have this.

Oh.

Wow.

Wear it with pride.

I will.

Ahh!

Nice.

Is this the new guy?

Oh, my God. Is this the...

Well, he's even more
beautiful than I imagined.

The last guy quit after one day.

- I hope you're tougher than that.
- Are you kidding?

This kid fought off a shark.

And a snake.

Well, actually, I didn't
fight off either of them.

- They just kind of attacked me.
- Whatever.

Just make sure you take
care of my customers.

Sure.

Don't let beautiful Jeff intimidate you.

You're beautiful in your own way.

Thanks, Bob.

And you, too, Ernie.

Hey.

Blaise says he's clear for visitors.

Oh, great. Okay. We can go after work.

This place where he's staying...

I don't get what it is.

Um, yeah.

I went there with El Confidente.

It's like a brain-company place.

I was thinking more about
it last night, Blaise.

Let's presume that whoever
designed Lodge 49

did so with a purpose.

Well, they wanted someone to
discover the secret library,

but they knew that only
someone with a special mind

would be able to grasp its
allegorical significance.

You know, another world inside our own.

Or maybe it's just a dusty old room.

That's ridiculous.

Well, I'm sorry I told you that stuff.

I came here to forget about it.

I let myself go.

I burned the map of reality.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You were given a gift. Jesus, man.

My lodge in Gainesville
is a goddamn snooze fest.

Run by boring, flaccid men
with no sense of adventure.

I told them this, and
they hated me for it,

but that's what I do.

In life and on the page,
I tell the truth.

Whatever dream I was
chasing, it wasn't worth it.

I hurt my friends.

What, the nail gun? Oh, come on.

Every man eventually shoots another man.

It's a rite of passage.

My God, look at her.

So graceful and demure.

She embodies the feminine ideal yet...

she remains an enigma.

Genevieve... can I deal you in?

I think that's a no.

I usually summer in the Luberon,

but my French is still imperfect.

Blaise.

Hi. Have you been sleeping
the last few nights?

No. Nothing seems to be working.

I have wall work later today, and, uh...

a couple visitors this afternoon.

Oh, that's good, good.

Lamar, are you staying away
from mirrors and windows?

Mm-hmm. Yes, I am, okay?

Jesus.

Can I remind you that
I'm here voluntarily?

Of course. Everyone's here voluntarily.

And I told you, you don't
have to wear the robe.

- I'm wearing the robe.
- Yeah.

We like the robes.

And I'm getting sick of
talking to the interns.

I wanna see this Parker
guy I keep hearing about,

the man in the mountain.

So, who's coming to visit?

Ernie and Dud.

Oh, the knight and squire.

Excellent.

Thank you, Liz.

You're amazing.

If, by amazing, you mean that I'm,

more or less, competent
at doing basic tasks,

then, yes, I am amazing.

I love your honesty, Liz...

your lurid self-awareness.

It reminds me of what I'll
be like when I'm your age.

What?

There's some more paperwork
for you to sign.

Liz, you've arrived

at a transformational moment for Omni.

We're approaching the Rubicon.

Are you ready?

- Uh...
- Say yes.

Answer Janet.

Say yes.

Sure.

Yeah. I guess.

Oh, by the way,

uh, I got a package delivered to me.

I was listed as Chief Financial Officer.

Someone screwed up somewhere.

Who knows?

Maybe it was delivered from the future.

Don't you see, Liz?

You came back into my life for a reason.

I came here because

you paid me and my
friends a lot of money.

Or maybe you're destined to be our CFO.

Maybe you're the savior
Omni needs right now.

Are things not going well?

Because with the rats at Shamroxx

and the implosion at Higher Steaks...

Everything is amazing right now.

But a good general prepares
for every possibility.

The board of directors only
think in linear terms,

but I see the whole circle.

The arc of the Janet universe
bends towards profit.

Okay. I'm sorry. I know
this is your company

and you have to be, like,
on here or whatever,

but I'm having a really hard time

differentiating between you

and the gibberish spewing
out of your mouth.

I can't tell, either.

Help me, Liz.

Hello?

Scott?

Hey.

What's up?

Uh, I was gonna stay here tonight.

Anita, she's...

She's sick of my snoring.

She says she can hear it

across the hall.

- I can't believe it's happy hour.
- I know.

When I got here,
everything was locked up.

I don't know where Scott is.

It's a good thing I came by.

We've got a traveling knight upstairs.

Just arrived from London.

You might have to fight
her for the room.

I'm sorry I hadn't called ahead.

Actually, I left in a bit of a hurry.

Connie, I'm sorry to say that
things are amiss in London.

- Amiss?
- Mm-hmm.

There's a strange
atmosphere about the lodge.

Everyone below me, or Melinda,

has been sent away.

Jocelyn, Anil, and some others...

I dunno where they are,
and I dunno who sent them.

And the people above Melinda?

My superiors?

Well, they're actually below me in terms

of the layout of the lodge.

But, yeah. It's all gone quiet.

None of my communiqués
have been answered.

I go down there, I knock on the door,

and no one answers. I don't understand.

I've got a strange feeling, Connie,

that it's all because of the scrolls.

They're out in the open,

and I've got to act
now to get them back.

I'm gonna need your help and all.

Of course, but I don't
really know anything new.

There was all this talk about
Mexico when I got back,

but it all seemed like a dead end.

Then we should find out.

And we should go down there.

We could make a bit
of holiday out of it.

I'm not gonna lie to you, Connie,

I've been cooped up,

and Melinda suffers too much lately.

I need to, like... really let loose...

do you know what I mean?

The order desk?

Yeah, and it's great.

Yeah, I mean, I've gotten
yelled at a few times

by a couple wholesalers 'cause
I didn't know parts numbers,

but it's fine.

'Cause Ernie's there,
the boss is really cool.

I got this... badass wind breaker.

Yeah.

Uh...

But, listen, Blaise, um...
we're here to see you, man.

So...

How you doing? How's your brain feel?

Or that was not the way to put it.

No, it's good. It's, uh...

Just trying to calm the waves, you know?

Blaise, man...

we're happy to see you
taking care of yourself.

That stuff that happened,
don't worry about it.

The lodge is always there for you, man.

I mean, right now, it kind of sucks

'cause Scott put up all these TVs.

It completely kills the vibe.

Maybe that's for the best.

We gotta stop pretending
the lodge is magic.

- Hi.
- Ohh. Ernie, Dud,

this is Lamar, a fellow
Lynx from Gainesville.

I get this a lot.

Don't be nervous, gentlemen.

I'm always happy to meet fans.

Smug ones, at least,
and it's even better

when we share an eternal bond, huh?

- Yeah.
- You guys know Lamar?

Lama...

Lamar is L. Marvin Metz.

He's... He's the master.

- You're the master.
- Wha... Y...

You said you were a writer.

I thought you meant as a hobby.

I assumed you knew who I was.

Well, my fans go either one of two ways.

They get arrested trying
to break into my compound

or they play it cool.

I figured you were playing it cool.

- No.
- Oh.

I had no idea.

I don't read thrillers.

Whoa, now! Now,
they're not just thrillers.

Yeah, yeah. His books explore
very important themes,

like history and love and explosions.

Boy, I am glad you guys are here.

Yeah! Ah!

Blaise has told me all about you.

I can't believe it.

I just shook hands with L. Marvin Metz,

the greatest writer of his generation.

So, it's Lamar Marvin Metz?

You bet it is.

And, oh, uh, friends,

this is Genevieve.

I met her when I first
arrived at Ludibrium.

And she's now my muse.

Very nice to meet you. B-Bonjour.

Listen, I could use some fresh
air and something to nosh on.

You fellas game?

- Yeah.
- Hell yes! I mean,

if Blaise feels up for it.

Oh, no, you guys go ahead.

Seriously, go.

I'm gonna head into the
sensory deprivation tank.

Yeah.

Boom.

Good.

Kind of feels good to finally
be talking to a friend.

We're not friends.

I'm here because you're paying me.

When I was a kid,

I dreamed of starting a global brand,

putting my stamp on every continent.

Worldwide domination?

Something like that.

But instead,

I'm the CEO of a regional conglomerate.

It's sad.

When you were a kid,
what did you want to do?

I don't know.

I wanted to go places.

I liked books about explorers

and kids who get lost in the wilderness

and have to figure out how to survive.

When I was 10... I sort
of ran away from home.

I was gone for two days.

Yeah, I had it all planned out.

I packed books, warm stuff, food.

I wasn't trying to leave home.

Like, I was happy there.

I just...

wanted to see what it
was like on my own.

I stayed the first night in
a bush at El Dorado Park

and the second night in this tunnel

by the San Gabriel River.

Oh, my God.

Yeah. It was great.

Well, until I got home. My poor dad...

He called the police and
was losing his mind.

My brother cried for days

and spent a year checking
my room every night,

making sure I was there.

I wanted to tell him
how fun it was, but...

I knew I couldn't make him understand.

I felt so horrible for
putting him through it.

I knew I could never do that again.

I had to stay close.

I've never been anywhere.

I've never even left California.

I've been everywhere.

I've seen a lot of airports
and corporate suites.

I'm always skimming the surface.

It's... It's where I live.

But you're not afraid to go deep, Liz.

That's why I stole your story.

Do you want to get some frozen yogurt?

Hey.

Hey, big guy.

Are you lost?

You look lost.

If you're lost, we can help.

I'm not lost!

Now keep driving,

or I'll kick your sorry little asses

up and down the road!

Drive!

Just trying to help!

"Are you Tom Stone?"
the messenger asked?

"I am," said Stone. "Did Olaf send you?"

"Yeah. Olaf wants me to
give you a message."

"He says you only have 24 hours

to decipher the Hul Jord Codex."

Stone laughed, and then
he pulled out his .228

and shot the messenger.

- So, it's all in your head.
- Mm.

Every line of "Operation Oslo."

And the other 22 volumes of
the "Europa Nights" series.

How many more are you gonna do?

Well, to tell the story right...

gonna need at least 100 volumes.

- Ooh.
- Mm.

Um, Mr. Metz, can I ask you a...

- No, Lamar, Lamar.
- Lamar.

Lamar, uh, can I ask you
a literary question?

- Mm.
- How does a muse work?

- Mm.
- Like, is Genevieve your girlfriend?

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no. God, no.

No, no, no, no. It's entirely platonic.

That's the only way it can work.

Dud, a muse provides inspiration.

The intoxicating riddle
that lies at the heart

of every great work.

Sex would only ruin my process.

That's why I haven't
ejaculated in 10 years.

Well, I...

I won't allow myself to

until I finish the tale of Tom Stone.

- Damn.
- Mm.

That's commitment.

Yeah, I'm glad I'm not a writer.

Yeah.

But I'm glad that you are, Lamar.

Yeah.

Hey, you guys know where
I could score some bennies

- around here?
- Uh, no.

Oh.

Forget it.

Forget it. Let's eat something.

Ha ha!

Mnh-mnh-mnh.

Zugzwang.

What?

Zugzwang! It's a chess term.

This poor fool... is in zugzwang.

It means he's in a losing position.

No matter what choice he makes,

he can only make his position worse.

"Zugzwang in Zurich" is volume 10

of the "Europa Nights."

One of my darkest journeys.

I'm so behind.

I've only read "Prague
Paradox" and "Operation Oslo."

- What?
- Yeah.

You can't do that.

Well, you have to read
them in order, Dud.

You miss all the intricate connections.

- I'll catch up. I promise.
- Mm.

Zugzwang.

Heard you the first time, Lamar.

If Tom Stone is a chess expert...

Mm.

... you must be a chess expert, too.

So you can write about it.

Believe me, if Tom Stone
knows how to do something,

I know how to do something.

So you know how to
kickbox and build bombs?

Tom Stone...

ç'est moi.

"Madness in Madrid."

Wrote that one in three days.

Wow. Um, so... so,
Blaise explained everything...

uh, uh, the library, the
egg room, the scrolls,

- Ernie's affair.
- I'm a Lynx...

He knew he could take
me into his confidence.

El Confidente had a
theory you were a Lynx.

He was right.

All of my books are sprinkled
with Lynxian references.

Anagrams, acrostics,

the book within the book, so to speak.

Now, have you heard
anything from El Confidente

and, uh...

what's her name? The big coin nut?

Oh, Daphne. Uh, no.

That ship has sailed, and
it's probably for the best,

'cause all that scroll
stuff just ended up

tearing Blaise apart, you know.

And right now, it just feels
really good to be, like, stable.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Some men lose their nerve

when they get too close to the truth.

I don't know what that's
like, but I feel for Blaise.

He's a good man.

This is a beautiful map.

Tell me about the hole.

Long story. Basically, I punched it.

It screwed up my hand.

Oh, you did way more than that, Ernie.

I did?

Mm-hmm.

Signs and symbols, my friend.

Don't you see?

Blaise misread the signs.

He doesn't understand the
true meaning of the scrolls.

I mean, a secret formula for
completing the magnum opus

that opens the door to
some magical unseen world?

I mean... That's insane.

Yeah, when you think about it,
it does seem kind of nuts.

When in reality,

it should be clear to
any intelligent man

that the scrolls are a map
to the center of the Earth.

Merrill knew the greatest
secret of all, gentlemen...

the Earth is hollow.

Now, there's an entire
world beneath our feet.

Now, is this world where the
myth of Atlantis comes from?

Possibly, but what is certain

is that Merrill discovered a way in.

Lamar, I'm not expert,
but I'm pretty sure

the center of the Earth
is just rock and fire.

In your heart, you know
the Earth is hollow.

That's why you punched the map.

- I was drunk and pissed off.
- Nonsense!

It was a premonition!

You were desperate to
get beneath the surface

and see the truth!

Just like me.

Ho!

Guys, you have to believe me!

There's a better world than this one.

We just need to dig through
the mud and find it.

Do you believe me?!

Okay. If you need more proof,

take me to your lodge.

Do you think I like making
your lives a living hell?

Well, the answer is yes!

And it's not because I'm some sicko

that gets off by inflicting pain.

It's beca...

Aah!

Whoo!

So, how does this work?

We just sit here

and watch whatever show you select?

Yes.

That's generally how watching TV works.

Sorry.

I've never really done that.

Mother and father always said

watching television thwarts ambition.

Yeah. Yeah, it does.

Mmm.

See? Look.

Merrill always hides the
truth in plain sight.

Look what's beneath him.

An entire cosmos! As above, so below.

Come on, guys. That's what that means.

Now, how do we get there?

Obviously, there's an entry
point at the South Pole,

but it's likely he discovered
other portals, as well.

There could be one here in Long Beach.

And so then, that means
that the true Lodge...

Is inside the hollow Earth.

- Yes.
- Wow.

Connie! Good to see you.

Oh, hey, guys. This is Clara.

- She's...
- Ah, let me guess.

She's your new lover.

No.

She's a friend from London,
a traveling knight.

Ah. Forgive me, Connie.

It was my understanding
that you have many lovers.

I'm sorry. Do I know you?

Mm. You know my work.

- I do?
- Connie...

this is L. Marvin Metz.

Holy shit.

The guy who writes those
horrible thrillers.

Horrible? Connie,

- we're talking about...
- No, no, no, no, no. Ernie, it's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

My muscular style
alienates female readers.

That's why I publish erotica
under the pseudonym

Melonia Delacroix.

- Are you serious?
- Mm.

You wrote "The Heiress of Zanzibar"?

I read the entire sextet.

What? They're fun.

And genuinely stimulating.

Can I buy you ladies a drink?

So, this dude

is the greatest living
writer in America?

Yeah. Lamar's a genius.

Absolutely.

How else could he write so many books?

Yeah.

Okay.

Do you really think that Lamar, uh...

is serious about this stuff?

The hollow Earth?

It turns up a few times in his novels.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

But maybe he's a little bit confused.

- Yeah.
- You know, like, what's fact?

What's fiction?

Maybe that's why he's at Ludibrium.

Yep, yeah, yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Okay. But, um... Let's just...

Let's just think about
this for a second.

All right.

Remember what Captain said?

He followed those gift-basket guys

to a warehouse that had a bunch

of crazy drilling equipment. Right?

Right.

Now, he thought it was for oil,

but there was no oil, so maybe...

- Whoever bought the Orbis land...
- Yep.

... is trying to drill their
way into the hollow Earth.

Yeah.

I don't know.

You wrote over 1,000 pages in a week?

Jesus Christ.

I've never had writer's block.

No. No. I have the opposite problem.

I can't stop writing brilliant prose.

Yeah.

I know that sounds arrogant, but, uh...

I can show you the pages.

I'll take your word for it.

My advice, Constance,
write under a pen name.

That way, you can lead a double life.

Yeah?

You know, your day self, and, uh...

your night self.

Yeah.

What the hell do I know, right?

Lamar, are you okay?

No.

I'm trapped.

I just keep writing and writing.

Exhausting all the
possibilities of this world.

A-h-h-h!

Oh, my sales have been
plummeting for years.

My publisher rejected my last book

'cause I refused to cut it down.

I called it turgid and repetitive.

Turgid and repetitive.

You know, my agent dropped me.

But I thought they were all fools,

blind at the scope and majesty
of my vision, but, uh...

maybe they're right.

Maybe I've been telling the
same story over and over.

My, uh, therapists here think
that my hollow-Earth theory

is a... coping mechanism.

I'm looking to escape this world.

Windows, mirrors...

maybe one of them is a
portal to someplace new.

I guess I got carried away.

Maybe you did, Lamar.

But your books mean a lot to me.

All those hours I spent
alone, on the road,

listening to Tom Stone, I could...

See? This is what happens.

You chase an impossible
dream, and you end up here.

Blaise, come on.

Man, all you need is a little rest,

and then you can go back to the lodge.

I can't go back there.

I'm so sorry, Dud,
I dragged you down with me.

I should've kept my delusions to myself.

Blaise, man...

Stop!

Hey!

- Hello, Janet Price.
- I'm sorry, Janet.

I told him to stop, but
he ignored my command.

Wait. You two know each other?

This is my personal accountant,
Dr. Kimbrough.

Might we have some privacy?

This is my professional companion,

Liz Dudley.

We have no secrets.

We know each other. I temp for you.

I shredded a bunch of stuff.

I watched you get arrested by the FBI.

Oh.

Well, I, uh...

Um, they... they let me go.

Because they... they
didn't have any evidence,

and, um...

It was a big misunderstanding.

But the whole thing's, you know,
completely behind me now.

Why are you here?

After all we've been
through, Janet Price...

you have to ask?

See, I was getting nostalgic
about all those late nights

that we spent together
at your direction,

doing all those...

things that you instructed me to do.

And I just was kind of
thinking that it might be fun

if we talked in detail about all
the memories that we share...

together.

I'm not wearing a wire.

She knows. She totally knows.

So just, uh... Just come get me, okay?

Okay, just come...

Pull it.

What's going on?

You bet, Mooch. Yep.

I'll track that
information down for you.

Okay.

Hey, uh, Ernie,

Mooch said that he should
get 90-day pricing.

What does that mean?

Ernie?

What's going on?

Nothing.

You're thinking about
Blaise, aren't you?

I just hated seeing him like that.

Same with Lamar.

Man, I just can't help but think

that maybe he'd feel a little better

if he just ejaculated every
now and then, you know?

I'm not a medical professional,
but, uh, I don't know.

I'm stepping outside of my...

bounds here.

Okay.

Dud...

... we should go to Mexico.

What?

It's all zugzwang.

Life is one big zugzwang.

It doesn't matter what we do.

We're gonna lose anyway.

And you know what? It's beautiful.

Guys like us... it doesn't matter

if you make the smart choice
or the stupid choice.

We wind up worse off anyway.

So we may as well just...

Make the stupid choice!

- Yes!
- Yeah!

Embrace the zugzwang, baby!

- Yeah!
- We need to go to Mexico right now.

- For the scrolls!
- No.

For Blaise.

I don't know what the
hell the scrolls are...

alchemy, Bitcoin, the hollow Earth...

I don't care!

But I do care about Blaise.

Yeah.

- I love who he is, man.
- Yeah.

He needs to hold on to his dreams.

Yeah. He's the best guy ever.

Yeah.

He is the lodge, man.

Yeah.

And so is Lamar.

- Yeah!
- And who cares

if we don't find shit?!

Because we'll be on the road!

- Yeah!
- Together!

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

Oh, Ernie, yeah. Wait. Hold on.

Uh... who's gonna cover the order desk?

I will!

I don't know what the hell
you guys are talking about,

but I love it!

Ernie, you got your fire back!

Yeah!

You need to get on the road!

- Yeah!
- Zugzwang!

Zugzwang, man.

Gentlemen...

I'm willing to finance this expedition.

On one condition.

You let me bring my muse.

Yeah!

- Zugzwang!
- Zugzwang!

I'm a fraud, Liz.

Omni is a house of cards,
and it's call coming down.

We've been losing money for a while.

I did everything I could think of

to keep us afloat... you know,

creative accounting.

Were you stealing from the company?

You mean, was I stealing from myself?

Yes, and it hurt.

I can't believe I let
myself do that to me.

I accept your judgment, Liz.

What am I gonna tell the guys?
They thought I was a hero.

Wait. So, it's all done?

There's nothing you can do?

I need a miracle.

Lizzie! Hey.

Hello, Dud.

Liz told me that, as a boy,

you cried when she ran away.

It touched me.

Who are you?

This is my boss, Janet,
the one I punched.

- Oh.
- What's up?

Um, I'm here to pack, because...

we're going to Mexico!

Why are you going to Mexico?

It's a long story, so...

Tell me.

Harwood Fritz Merrill...
I know that name.

He's an obscure 19th century economist.

His book on management theory
had a big influence on me.

Dude was a polymath.

Yeah, but mostly he's famous
for just starting the Lynx,

and, uh, we've got... we've got
lodges all over the world.

Okay, now, go back to the Bitcoin stuff.

These people, your associates,

they really think the
scrolls could unlock it?

Bitcoin.

How does that even work?

Liz, trust me, you don't
want to get into it.

Oh, it's not that complicated.

Basically, it's a transactional system

where you substitute money
with the idea of money.

Would you please stop saying "ledger"

like I know what the hell that means?

Is it a real ledger or not?

What is so hard to understand
about keeping transparency

in the transaction chain?

Liz, I'm taking off.

Okay.

Well, call when you get down there.

Let me know you're all right.

Yeah, don't worry about me,
'cause I'm going with Ernie

and everybody, so...

You wanna hug it out?

- Yeah.
- All right.

Okay.

All right.

Janet, adiós.

Adiós, Dud.

Well, I asked for a miracle,

and it arrived.

- What?
- Liz, we need to go to Mexico

and get in on this Bitcoin bonanza.

If that's your only hope,

then there is no hope. Accept that.

Come on.

This is your chance to go somewhere.

Plus, you can help out your friends

and watch out for your brother.

We can fly down to Guadalajara
tonight in my jet

and rendezvous with Dud
when he gets into town

and has more info.

Fine. Let's go.

Yes.

Pack a bag, and we'll need to stop

by the office to get Tarquin.

Oh, my God, Liz!

I am so glad you said yes to this.

It's so much better than my other plan.

Other plan?

I was gonna set you up
to take the fall for me,

but none of that matters
because we're friends now

and we're going to Mexico!

Girls trip!

Wait. What?

All right.

Oh.

Lamar...

Here you go.

- All right.
- That's it.

- Groovin'.
- Goodbye.

Mm.

Ahh.

- Mm.
- Let's go, Lamar!

Ah!

Bye, y'all.

Scott! Where have you been?

People know a king when they see one.

Throne, a robe... none of that matters.

What?

When people see me, they see...

They see someone trying to be a king.

It's just... pointless.

I'm walking around, lost.

I don't fit in anywhere.
I've got no purpose.

Yes, you do.

Scott, this is Clara.

She's my friend from London.

We're going to Mexico
to find the scrolls.

What?

Here she comes.

You know, with the whole FBI thing,

she's taking... precautions.

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