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[Music]

Hello I would like to make a donation

Uh, I have a ticket for the Yankees game tonight

and I was, I was thinking I'd do

sort of a, uh, mentorship type thing.

Well, I have to bring someone in a wheelchair.

What the fuck are you doing, Mitch?

Shut up, Goldberg!

Hey Cathy, I got to step out for a couple of hours.

Wait! What? No, wait, hold on. Come over here.

Um, where are you going?

Client meeting.

Who?

Data Partners.

Where?

Uptown.

What's with the interrogation?

Did you forget we have to send the revision

to this 400 page deck to Bolo in 30 minutes?

Well, I got through most of my changes already.

I'll send you what I have.

Wait, but you're not gonna stick me with

the rest of the work.

Well it's not like I won't come back after.

Hi.

Um, I know you're new here

but client relationships are really important

and a happy analyst is also a productive analyst.

Can I have Danny's ticket?

Shut up Mitch.

Wait.

Are you guys going to a game?

Yeah, we're going to a Yankees game.

and I know you're trying to assert yourself or whatever,

but don't be such a fucking buzzkill, Cathy.

It's Danny's birthday, just let him go.

Look.

This is what we do.

We go to the game.

Mm-hmm.

We come back.

We do a lot more work.

So much fucking work gets done after these games.

It's how we roll.

Relax.

Fine. But...

I expect to see you here immediately after the game.

Immediately. -God, yes.

Immediately. -Mmhm

And no drinking at all. I'm serious.

I really need you to focus on this deck.

Bolo doesn't mess around.

And you saw what happened to Steve.

Okay.

Have fun.

Hey, is our office in a dead zone?

Depends. Who's your carrier?

T-Mobile.

Yeah.

If you go by Bolo's office, you might get

a couple extra bars. He's got a booster in there.

But to be honest,

you should probably just switch to Verizon

[Music]

So I found out my team's admin is on the

Real Basketball Wives and Girlfriends of

Newark New Jersey.

She's like best friends with Swaggy P's girlfriend or something.

I looked it up and apparently

she gets into all these cat fights on

the show, but at work she's totally boring.

Mm-hmm.

You haven't eaten.

I know.

Sorry.

I just am not that hungry

You already gave the deck to Bolo, right?

Yeah.

What's the matter?

My boyfriend made me this really romantic dinner.

But I'm stuck here eating takeout.

Cooks too? That's a keeper.

Plus, my analyst went to a baseball game

so I had to finish all his work.

And the most annoying part is that it takes me

twice as long to do the same amount of work as him.

Well, it's your first day. He's been here for a year.

Relax.

Why does everyone keep telling me to relax?

Sorry. I just,

I don't know if I'm cut out for this.

Hey.

I heard a stat that it is harder to get into a bulge

bracket bank than to get into Harvard.

You're in.

You belong here.

You know,

when you saw me in the bathroom earlier

I had just thrown up.

Maybe you ate something bad?

Happened this morning too.

Could you be...

you know...

No. No, I don't think so.

Oh, no.

Okay, before you freak out, just take a test,

it might just be nerves.

My MD just sent new comments.

I better get back.

Hang in there, hon.

You know, it could be worse.

How?

Your parents could be at your place right now wondering

who's this guy living in our daughter's apartment?

Don't even joke about that.

Seriously.

Okay.

Bye.

Bye.

[Knock]

Hey.

I haven't gotten any emails from

Bolo about the latest draft.

Bolo doesn't email notes.

Check the fax machine.

The fax machine?

Who uses a fax machine?

Big Deal Neil.

[Music]

[TV] Welcome back to the top of the eighth

here at Yankee Stadium.

It's a standing-room-only crowd.

Somebody named Mitch must really love baseball.

Mike, I think that's Max Goldberg.

That asshole. Julie's not even there!

Looks like Danny didn't get your memo, huh?

Argh!

[TV] Yankees postgame after every game right here on ESN.

[Music]

Steve!

What are you doing here?

I snuck in to grab a few things.

Who knows when the Brothers are gonna ship it to me?

At least you're in good spirits.

This was like my first night out in a year.

And I didn't have any annoying texts or

emails for my bosses.

No offense.

None taken.

The past three years I've been an

indentured servant.

Fucking 100 hour weeks.

Wow.

You asked me earlier, what's the one thing

you need to know about working here.

Well, it's this -

the bank thinks they own you.

Well, they don't.

[Music]

Where's my space bar?

SpaceBar. My SpaceBar. Is that Danny Meyer's

new place? I think it's over on 15th and 8th.

What did you do with it, Mitch?

Why do you automatically assume it was me?

[Music]

What the hell are you doing?

-Goldberg! Stop that! -Hey!

Don't you try to lick me!

Stop, you guys! Stop!

[Crash]

[Music]

[Water filling a cup]

Hey Goldberg,

Where's Danny?

Sorry, Cathy. We fucked up. We lost Danny.

You're funny.

No, but seriously, where's Danny because I

need him to help me finish the deck.

Yeah, he was with us on the subway.

We transferred to the N

and suddenly he was gone.

He must have passed out.

You didn't check on him?

I'm not his mom. Isn't that your job?

Are you trying to get me fired?

Can you at least help me with this Macrotech deal?

I got my own work to do.

[Burp]

[Water filling cup]

[Music]

[Music]

[Clock ticking]

Half of the revisions from Bolo involve

changing headlines and text back to the

original ones from Steve's deck.

Yeah, that's a classic Bolo move.

You'll get used to it.

All right, I think I'm done for the night.

Should I stay till 3:00 a.m.?

No!

Go home and get some sleep.

Well, hear me out.

Say I stay until about 3:00,

I send the email to Neil afterward and then,

maybe catch a break for the next time, right?

We're gonna be here late all the time.

Fuck Neil and his idiotic policies.

Have you thought this through?

Well, what do you mean?

What do you think happens when you email Neil?

Your email tells Neil

that you've been working past 3:00 a.m.

and then Neil tells Bolo,

"The analysts have been complaining about all the work

they've been getting. They're staying past 3:00 a.m.

And then Bolo says,

"I'll take care of it."

And then,

Bolo dumps a ton more work on your desk.

[Thud]

I have done all the decision trees for

this scenario in our heads, in my heads,

in my head. And there are no scenarios where

it makes sense the email Neil.

It all ends badly.

Damn.

How much coffee have you had tonight?

Like

five cups,

maybe a green tea,

and two Red Bulls.

Okay.

You stayed up late so you

could Photoshop Mitch's Powerball numbers?

You told me you had work to do!

Yeah, this is work.

I need to see Mitch fart in Bolo's face.

Okay, Cathy, I think you won this one.

You're right, I'm gonna go home.

I'm done too.

Cathy,

let me play you a little song

that usually cheers me up when it's

Don't be an asshole, Goldberg.

Fine. I won't play it.

See ya, Cathy. -Bye.

[Music]

[Knock]

Hey champ,

You want to go to a Yankees game

tonight

with me?

Carry on.

[Zipper]

[Toilet flush]