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Charles!

Charles, come, come!

Shit.

Charles, come!

You stupid dog.

Come! Now!

Oh, fuck.

- Charles. - Come here, boy.

Come here, boy. Come, come.

Come. Come here, come here.

I'm sorry.

Can you please help me?

I need to get in touch with my daughter.

Can I borrow your phone?

Please.

Please.

If you were a cat, you'd be dead.

Morris, please, for God's sake.

Mom, just...

Okay? Please?

What's it gonna fucking take, huh?

You're never gonna see your little girl again.

Do you understand that?

The fuck is wrong with you?

Okay.

Hey, Mike D! What up, buddy?

- You know what time it is? - Yeah, I do.

Yeah? All right. Come on, let's go.

Hey, Cruise!

Come on, buddy! Get your ass moving!

I can clearly see your balls, for God's sake!

Hey, Morris, is that you?

Coming at you, buddy.

Hey, Sammy!

Sammy, your ride's here!

Hey, there he is.

How's it going, bud? You doing all right?

Mmm. That's what I'm talking about.

Get a little snap to it, yeah?

Hey, look, today's our Monday accountability meeting.

Why don't you sit in, yeah?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Came here drunk?

Can't have that here. You understand me?

I can't have it here. Yeah.

All right, look.

Yeah, we're all here to get better, right?

Maybe you sobered up a little bit with that puke.

Take any drugs today?

Not today.

That's nice.

Okay.

Look, leave the bag for me on the front porch.

All right.

I'm gonna check you for paraphernalia.

Yeah.

I'll give it to you at the end of the afternoon.

May the Force be with you, man.

Come on in, Sammy. Come here.

Buddy. I'm gonna miss you, buddy.

Great work. We'll talk.

All right.

There he is.

Let's go, Pete!

What the fuck, Pete? All right, all right, all right!

Just fucking read, bro. "If I am disturbed,

it is because I find some person, place, thing or situation,

some fact of my life as unacceptable to me."

- All right, fellas. - I want you to meet Morris.

Is Clint Eastwood gonna tell me to get off his lawn?

All right, all right.

Welcome, Morris.

Thank you, Jake. That's Jake. That's Dip.

Don't take anything he says seriously.

That's Garvey over there in the corner.

We got Mike D, we got Cedric,

Stew, Diego, Tom Cruise.

Sammy outside just graduated.

Come, Morris. Everything's gonna be okay.

- Make him feel comfortable. - Welcome to the loony bin.

Hey, sit down.

Move the chair.

All right, fellas, meeting time!

Garvey, I want you to show him to you guys' room

right after the meeting. What the fuck, Pete?

Why's he gotta be in my room?

'Cause you don't have a roommate.

I like being by myself.

Bullshit, bro.

He doesn't mean any of that, Morris.

Packing them in, huh, Pete?

Profiting off the ill.

Making the cash, huh?

Give me that book.

"And I can find no serenity until I accept the person,

place, thing or situation

has been exactly the way it's supposed to be at this moment."

That is some good shit.

What do you say, Stewie?

Good shit. Good shit.

Yeah. That's good shit.

You're on the bottom.

I'm outta here before you

and then you'll get the top.

Cycle through.

You smell that?

Probably something left over

from the fuckhead who was in here before you.

Total weirdo.

Hung himself.

Between us, I'm okay with it.

Dude used to keep piss

in Ziploc bags under his bed

and collect his own eyelashes.

Annoying as shit.

I was on the bottom bunk.

You see how it works?

You good?

Yeah.

So if you go with the house rules, and the flow,

do your chores and don't complain,

it's pretty easy.

You gotta attend five AA or NA meetings a week.

We make a big dinner every night.

Eventually, you'll get a night.

But you gotta make your own breakfast and lunch.

When do we get to leave the house?

In the beginning, just for meetings.

Me, I can go whenever.

But you? You're here for a while.

There's super good sobriety here though.

Dudes are pretty chill.

That's right. That's right.

Dude freaks me out.

Oh, Stew? Ladies love Stew.

Vodka.

It always starts with booze.

Then whatever.

I did K almost daily for two years.

Blew a hole in my septum.

Now boogers go from one side to the other.

He started this place

'cause he got let go from another sober living

for beating up the program director.

Those places can be super shady.

Feeding off suffering kids who can't get right.

Making a shit ton of dough.

No real program.

Actually counting on repeat offenders

and recycling helpless addicts in and out like Dip over there.

Yo, I'ma be in and out of your moms, bruh.

And once you're off restrictions,

you can almost go anywhere.

As long as you're with a phase two guy.

I'm phase two, so you can go surfing with me.

I do surf therapy.

That's what Garvey was giving Pete so much shit about?

Yeah, but that's not Pete though.

Pete started this place from scratch

with a different mindset on recovery.

Real solution.

Changed how I fucking see the world.

So your company's why you're here.

Well, they took me off the roster till I get better.

Plus I've been blackballed everywhere else,

so kind of need them on my side.

You all right?

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

How do I get to phase two?

Thirty days sober and clean.

Do your chores.

Don't go missing for hours.

Don't miss any meetings.

Don't pee hot.

And you're good.

Easy fucking does it.

Handle your animal, bro!

Dirty aliens!

I'm gonna fuck y'all up!

I'll piss on both of y'all, son!

What the fuck's wrong with that guy?

See this tat right here, bro? Ohh!

I actually have a career.

Oh, yeah? So you work tomorrow?

I saw the fucking video.

You are a piece of shit excuse for a man.

You know what? You're not even a man.

And you're certainly not a father.

Lose my fucking number.

We are done with you.

Who wants it?

Who wants it, motherfucker?

Who wants to fucking go, huh?

Fuck!

Come at me!

Where is he? Who the fuck are you, huh?

You want some? You want some, motherfucker?

Hey, buddy.

No phones, man.

Hand it over.

Come on.

You have two phones?

You have my work phone.

Any other phones I gotta worry about?

You sure? No bed phone?

Are you okay?

Yeah. All right.

Well, we got a softball game in, like, 30.

Put on some sweatpants or some shit.

- Lob it, chief. - Go, buddy.

All right! Go, Diego!

Come on, Diego!

Whoo!

Man doing gymnastics.

There it is.

Come on now.

Come on, Diego! You got this, baby!

Come on, put a little boom in it now!

Come on, Diego!

Out!

Out? What the fuck?

That was clearly a ball.

One, Diego never swings.

All right? He doesn't wanna get dirty.

Two, it's a strike.

If the ball hits the plate, it's a strike.

I hate softball.

Well, it was a good pitch though.

But you're right.

Softball ain't baseball.

Definitely not.

My old man had Dodgers season tickets since the '80s.

You a fan?

- Red Sox. - Fuck 'em up, Garvey!

Fuckers.

All right, mami, serve up that titty milk, huh?

Come on, Garvey!

There you go, baby!

Yeah!

Damn.

Let's go, Garvey! Damn.

Yeah, man, he played D1.

He's the only guaranteed run we have.

Secret Agents 18, Sweet Dreams 3!

You guys are terrible.

It's not bad. Only 15 runs this time.

Morris.

You're up, Chuck. I'm good.

Come on, bro. It's a bad look not to participate.

Just take the fucking bat, cool guy.

It'll be good for you.

Get out there. Come on.

There he goes.

Come on now, you got this!

Let's go, Morris, let's go!

Take your time.

We have faith in you, man!

Come on, Morris, you got it.

Let's go, Morris!

We want a hitter, not a drug quitter!

Come on now.

Go, go, go!

Was not expecting that.

My kid's barely sleeping.

I mean, I volunteered to handle nights

so my wife could sleep,

but I'm up every five minutes until midnight

for the last few days.

So last night,

I yelled at him like Mark Wahlberg in Fear

when he's like, "So let me in the fucking house!"

And my kid got scared

and I didn't even feel bad.

Until I laid back down,

and then I couldn't sleep the rest of the night.

You'd think after ten years sober,

I wouldn't lose my shit like this.

With a toddler too.

That's all I got, thanks.

Thanks, Gary.

Uh, Jake, let's hear from you.

Thanks, Miguel.

I'm Jake. Alcoholic.

- Jake! - Jake!

I really relate to that story you told right there, Gary.

Seriously, man. It reminds me of my roommate over here, Tom Cruise.

I feel the same way about him, huh, Tom?

But that's all I got.

I want to pass it to Morris if I can.

It's okay, Morris.

Okay, thanks, Jake.

Morris. Alcoholic.

Hey, Morris!

I got a DUI once, so I've been to these before.

Not this meeting, but AA.

I don't know, I fucked up pretty bad.

I went to this work thing,

and I got in a fight with a coworker's husband.

And the next thing you know,

I wake up bloody on a park bench.

Dude, you're in the right place.

Yeah, the thing is,

I left my eight-year-old daughter home alone by herself.

And I waited till she fell asleep,

and I was gonna be back before she woke up,

but I went out and had a few drinks

and next thing you know, I wake up on the bench.

I don't remember the fight.

Nothing.

No one seemed to care

when I was left home alone at that same age.

But, you know, different time, I get it.

It would've been fine, but she woke up

and went looking for me.

And then locked herself out of the house.

Neighbor found her.

Called the cops. It was a fucking nightmare.

And I can just see her little face crying.

So scared.

How am I supposed to go to a party and not drink?

Go to a game or even on a date?

You know, any idea of having a good time is fucking gone.

And no offense, guys,

but I don't want to end up like you

and have no life and the only thing to look forward to

is these fucking meetings.

That's it.

Yeah, Morris!

Fuck yeah!

Uh, let's hear from that crusty guy Frank.

Oh, fuck you.

Hey, I'm Frank.

I'm an alcoholic and drug addict.

Frank!

Thanks for the meeting, buddy.

Morris, that takes courage, man.

Good job.

For real. You know, when I first came in here,

I could not stop shooting dope.

I did that shit for 25 years

and I was running the biggest record company in town

at the fucking time too.

Didn't matter. And I had everything.

I had the hot wife, the cars, the kids.

I had all the toys,

but I was fucking miserable, man.

I was miserable.

And when I finally had enough and I decided to get sober,

all those people I worked with, they thanked me.

They thanked me!

Wow!

My wife-- Well, she's my ex-wife now at that point.

I fucked that up, but she fucking thanked me.

It's like everybody knew what a mess my life was except me.

It took a minute.

I'm here to tell you it ain't fun out there.

It gets worse.

And the guys in this room will tell you

this sober shit, it ain't boring.

Fuck no!

Look at this fucking guy slinging dick up there.

He's the best!

You can be just like him!

You're gonna get your life back.

You're gonna get your life back and then some.

It's like if you get free here, get clean here,

a whole new world cracks open.

It just does. It does.

And I thought just like you think right now.

You know, and I remember being new.

I remember being a newcomer sitting there.

I did not want to hear the shit coming out of my mouth right now, Morris.

No way. I was thinking, "Man, fuck this guy.

He doesn't know."

You guys are thinking that right now.

Fuck this guy specifically.

So it's really up to you if you want this or not.

It's just up to you. You know?

You can always go back to doing what you were doing.

What do you have to lose?

That's all I got.

Nice. Thank you, Frank!

- Frankie! - Solid.

Fuck.

Jesus.

Motherfucker.

It's funny?

Think it's funny?

Okay, motherfucker.

Dude! What the hell?

Motherfucker! You want another broken nose?

Come on, Garvey, chill!

He didn't do it! He didn't do it!

The socks are mine!

- Stop, Garvey! - Let him go, Garvey!

Why? He didn't do nothing!

You fucker! Why?

Whoa!

Fucking pussy. What the fuck is going on?

I was just...

pushing buttons.

Get it together, boys.

You and I will talk later.

You, let's chat.

Come on, motherfucker!

You almost got the new guy killed.

Enough of the fucking pranks, Jake!

I cannot live in that fucking room.

Garvey is a psycho.

And he smells bad.

All right, I get it.

He has really poor hygiene,

but maybe you could show him something about self-care.

You know, I feel like I'm trapped in here

with a bunch of underachievers.

I am not them.

- I won awards, for fuck's sake. - Dude.

And I'm not gonna pretend like this is all-- Dude. Dude!

You were dropped.

Temporarily.

They'll bring me back once I'm outta here.

You're gonna have to push all this shit aside.

I know how you feel.

Must be hard to find anything attractive

about this place with these guys,

but you're all here doing the same thing.

You know that guy Frank from the meetings? Yeah.

A fucking mogul.

Wound up sleeping in his car.

And the sad thing is

most of these guys are not gonna make it.

Probability is you're not gonna make it.

Hardly anyone stays sober.

How do you think those meetings stay the same size?

Do you really want this?

Yeah.

Of course, if I ever want to see my daughter again.

No, Morris.

For you. Not for her.

For you.

I'm gonna need you to dig deep.

Start looking at these guys and see what they have to offer.

What you did for a living

is much harder than being clean for 90 days.

If they focus on negative shit, you get negative shit.

I don't know.

Maybe cook these guys dinner one night.

They'll love it.

Right? I mean, contribute, be an asset.

Use your big-shot shit and teach them something.

You do all of that, it'll all fall into place.

I promise.

Yeah.

Uh, hang on a second.

Yeah, this is Pete.

Yeah, that's what I consolidated.

Go fuck yourself.

Everything okay?

Yeah, telemarketers.

Mmm. No shame.

What's that?

What, the gold glove?

That's our 2015 championship trophy.

It's a pretty nice trophy for softball.

Well, we haven't taken it seriously in quite some time.

But did I see you having a good time the other night?

It's the only fun I've had.

That's something.

Hey, Shannon.

I know you're pissed.

I fucked up really bad this time.

I know this.

I was hoping to talk to Sofie.

I miss her, and I feel awful.

And I hope you aren't making things worse

than they already are.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

Anyways, if you wanna reach me,

it's 310-122-0199.

It's a house phone.

I don't get my phone back for a bit.

Please.

Talk to you later.

Bye.

Cruise.

Here, try that.

Mmm, very nice.

Hey, if you need any help, let me know.

I'm a pretty good cook.

You can do the dishes.

- Oh. Okay. - You cook?

I'm sure your girlfriend really likes that.

Yeah, no girlfriend.

Nice.

Yeah, I usually cook a big meal for the crew

after I wrap a job.

"Crew." Is that like a caterer chef?

I don't know what you call that.

I'm a director.

Mostly music videos.

I too was once a part of the industry.

I was a very sought-after underwear model.

Shut the fuck up.

Look.

N--

No fucking way. I--

Tom Cruise, right there.

Well, my birth name is Tom Yodeler.

Oh. But the guys started calling me Tom Cruise

when they found out about these.

What happened?

Sorry, that sounded shitty.

That's cool.

I know I'm a little fat now.

I stopped drinking, got super depressed,

and I just started eating my feelings.

I think I felt better when I was still drinking.

Damn.

Maybe I should be the one to sample the wings.

Fuck you, man!

I want to try some of those fucking wings, Mike D!

Oh, I bet you do.

Get in line, Bubba, whoo! Whoo!

All right.

Ugh, man.

You don't have no table manners, bro?

Bro, I'm gonna stab myself in the face

if I have to watch you molest another wing like that.

Well, I can't eat another.

Who wants my last wing?

Oh! Me!

Me! No, not Dip.

Give it to Cruise.

Fuck you, Morris.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Garvey.

Chill out, bro. I'm not gonna chill.

He gets all the shit, man.

Hope you guys relapse, dawg.

I'm gonna clean up, man.

Thanks, man.

Bro.

There you go.

Thanks, man.

You don't want that.

You just got hot sauce in my eye!

I'm gonna murder you!

Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it!

He's like an angry Benihana chef.

Yo, come on, look at him.

Like a tiny T.rex.

Like a little Pikachu.

You better not leave your room tonight.

If I see you come out, even for a second, you're fucked.

And wipe that stupid smirk off your fucking face!

- Morris, I got 'em. - You got what?

The tickets.

What tickets? What tickets?

Morris, he traded his box seats

for nosebleeds this Saturday.

Red Sox-Dodgers game.

We're going to the game.

That's right!

Going to the game! We're going to the game!

- Great work, Morris. - All right, all right, all right!

Why do you have a pan in your hand?

I'm making croissants. Cruise.

Put the fucking pan down.

I'm sorry.

Whew.

These seats are sick, huh?

Not helping, Garvey.

Yo, Cruise! You find it?

I can't find it.

Oh, motherfucker!

Damn, man!

Our lives fucking suck!

- And now we're here? - Hey, who's up?

I can't hear the game.

Turn it up! I did.

Top of the fifth, JD Martinez will dig in.

Let's see how Kershaw goes after him.

Clayton's looking pretty good today.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Eighty thousand for a softball tournament?

"Go to iamyourbiggestfan.com to sign up today."

Eighty bands for a tournament?

Iamyourbiggestfan.com.

Is it OnlyFans?

Hey, we should do it.

Yeah, we should do it.

Morris here is a huge softball fan.

Aren't you, Morris? I fucking hate softball.

They say we gotta sign up by Sunday, and that's tomorrow.

Pete, are you sure about this shit? Fuck out of here.

I'm not gonna let a bunch of sober dicks split 80 grand.

You'd probably relapse together.

Come on, Pete.

Let us relapse. That sounds lit.

It would be a good business decision.

Have you guys back at the house.

Oh, you know, whoever doesn't die

from an $80,000 bender. Bro, you're so dramatic.

I'm trying to set you guys up to live.

- Why? - You should be all about this.

Yeah.

Hey, I'd look forward to it.

The tourney, not the relapse.

Never gonna happen, fellas, 'cause Pete.

The teams on here. Man.

It says no pros.

It's gonna be a bunch of office teams

and firemen teams and shit like that.

Cafeteria workers.

MILFs.

Oh, MILFs, dawg.

Deep right field.

Betts goes back to the wall and it's gone!

Fuck yeah, JD!

Fuck Kershaw.

Hell yeah.

One run, relax.

Hey, tontos,

traded those nosebleeds for some fine cuisine.

Solid work, Diego!

Guys, guys, guys!

Guys!

Sammy OD'ed.

No fucking way.

Fuck!

He's fucking dead.

Man. He's fucking dead.

Morris, you know he had your bed

before you got here, right?

Way to ruin a good time, man. Shut the fuck up, Garvey.

This is serious, fellas!

Fuck!

Damn.

Stop it.

Hey, stop it, man.

I told you to stop it!

- Yo, get Kung Fu Panda off me, man. - Hey, hey, hey.

Panda? More like a koala, dude.

Pete, what you up to on the computer, man?

You know what I'm doing?

I'm looking at the tape of Cruise trying to kill you.

I would've killed you too.

You're a grown man, dude.

You gotta work on your impulsivity.

You gotta ask yourself

why you feel so comfortable with chaos

when you have a complete disregard for everybody else around you?

Hey, let's see the tape, Pete.

I'm not gonna play the tape. Hey, wake up Garvey.

Garvey! Come on, Garvey! Come on, dawg.

Let's see the footage. Let's see the tape.

You want to see it?

- You want to see it? - Yeah!

Yeah, all right. Gather round. Here you go.

Boom.

That's not a tape.

It's the softball tournament, y'all.

That's right. I filled out the application

and I paid the entry fee. It's over.

Oh, hell no, man.

- Softball? - Come on.

It's gonna be great for all of us.

And I also drew up a contract regarding the money.

Nobody gets a dime unless you do a full year sober.

That's a lot of pressure, gang.

Ain't this supposed to be day at a time?

That's how we get through. One day at a time.

Sounds shady. Yeah.

Who's gonna keep you from spending the money, huh, Pete?

I thought about that too, Garvey.

That's why I set up an escrow account for each of you.

Easy fucking does it.

And you're gonna need a coach.

I'm not doing it, all right? There's no fucking way.

You need to pick out a team name so I can order the jerseys.

Everything starts in five days

and none of this interferes with our program.

Mm-hmm.

Cruise.

I want to apologize for being an asshole, man.

Hitting your chicken wing out your hand like that across the room wasn't cool.

If there's anything I can do to make it right, let me know.

Morris, Garvey,

same with the sock thing.

It was childish.

I didn't mean to cause no friction between y'all.

We family.

That's right.

That's right, that's right, that's right.

That's right.

I love you too, bro. And it's okay.

And I'm sorry I tried to murder you.

Felt good. Felt good.

Anybody else want to make amends?

How about Sweet Dreams Backdoor Sliders?

I'm not playing unless I get to pick the team name.

And you guys can't win shit without me, so...

Whatever, Garvey.

He's right.

Garvey...

I'm sorry I pissed in your pillow.

That was hilarious.

And?

And I can make it up to you?

All right.

Be the coach, Big Time.

I appreciate the sentiment, but I'm not the guy.

But you did ask if you could make it up to him, Morris.

Be the coach.

Be the coach.

Be the coach!

Be the coach!

Be the coach!

Be the coach!

Be the coach!

- We have to practice. - Yeah!

I'm gonna draw a big fucking schlong on my bat.

Why?

You're already a huge dick.

Motherfucker.

- Get one. - Hot out here.

Mike D. Nice, Mike.

Mike D.

Right in the pecker.

Fuck! I felt that.

First base!

Oh, boy.

I have about six days and, uh...

Nice!

Hope I get to seven.

All right, Pete. Get two.

Get on base. Touch it. There you go.

Throw it. First, first. Come on!

Come on. You're not even trying, Cruise.

I couldn't see it! Might as well put a lawn gnome on first base.

What the fuck?

"Field of Sweet Dreams."

- Too wholesome. - "Fever Pitch."

Yeah.

Got under it. Fuck!

That's all you, Stew.

Whoo!

My sister says...

Come on, man! What the fuck?

"Come Together." "Come Together."

Yeah, by The Skeatles.

Yeah!

Load up on that back foot. Drive off the back foot, okay?

You've taken enough balls to the face. Let's go!

Back arm...

Back leg and push.

"Fentanyl in the Family."

How about "No Glove, No Love?"

It's about sex.

Come on. Let's hit a Hobbit home run.

Cruise.

How the fuck are you hitting them shits?

I'm pretending that they're rice balls.

Good to see you.

You're Morris, bro? Morris, yeah.

Dudes, you guys have no idea.

I literally peed in the bed every night for years.

I used to take this workout pill filled with ephedrine-- it's speed.

And I used to drink, pass out,

but my body would keep going.

I pissed in corners, laundry baskets,

women, some guy named Benji.

He's my half cousin, but we still fuck--

Fellas, jerseys.

Yo, let's go. We didn't even pick a name.

What the hell?

No fuckin' way.

They must've fucked it up. Are you serious, bro?

Well the C is pretty close to the D on the keyboard, so...

I can fix them.

Shit, I figured you'd love them.

Someone better fix this shit.

I kinda like them, bro.

Come on, bro. Me too.

This is sus.

Okay, guys. Let's bring it in.

Gonna take the field and practice a little defense

before the other team gets here.

Yo, you think we got here early enough, bro?

What the fuck else do you guys have to do today?

Get some Vitamin D, Mike D. Oh, you know it.

Guys, let's not forget about 80 fucking grand!

Eighty grand, baby. Eighty Gs!

That's the only reason I'm here.

Come on, Dip.

Holy shit.

Man, look at these fools.

I've always played better with a buzz.

Sweet Creams! Nice team name.

Hey, the jerseys are a hit.

Hey.

Morris?

Yo, it's Bobby Busby.

What's up?

Yo, this fool is crazy.

Good to see you, bro.

Yo, you used to do that thing with your ball sac.

He whips the shit out and then stretches it,

and right before you take your shot,

he'll set his beer on his stretched-out ball sac.

He uses his stretched-out ball sac as a coaster.

It's good to see you, man.

Are you still in Venice?

No, I live with these guys.

All of 'em?

Something like that. Cool, man.

Hey, we're about to whip your ass

like I used to whip you in pool.

Let's go!

A human coaster?

I'm gonna have to try that one, bro.

Don't get testy, Morris.

Nobody put any drinks on their testicles.

All right, let's keep it clean.

Okay?

I know we're playing for some dough here,

but it's still softball.

All right? So listen up.

Pitches must clear the height of the batter.

Okay? Count starts one and one.

No leading off.

No bunts.

And if the ball goes out of play,

that's only one extra base.

Not two. Not three.

All right?

Sweet Creams?

Really?

All right.

Got your lineups?

Here you go.

Everybody's batting.

I'm only counting eight.

What?

We had nine when we-- What the--

Hold on.

Yo, who are we missing?

Stacey looked pretty wobbly when we left the bar.

We left her?

Fuck.

Uh, it's cool.

Um, so we forgot someone. We're gonna play with eight.

Sorry, my man, you gotta have nine.

You got about five minutes to figure out

what you're gonna do before you guys gotta forfeit.

I don't know, ask Sweet Creams here if they have an extra guy.

No.

Get one here. Here you go.

Thanks, man. I'll pay you later.

My money's in escrow. No problem.

Hey, Sweet Creams.

Lucky day for you idiots. You win by forfeit.

¡Eso! All right, all right.

Enjoy your victory. All right.

Let's go home, fellas! Hey, Blue!

Yeah?

Can we play anyways?

Whatever they want to do, man. I don't give a shit.

I'm getting paid either way.

Yo, ding-dongs!

You guys want to play anyways? I mean, we're already here.

Fuck yeah!

All right, fellas, come on.

Let's do it! Yeah, guys? Come on.

Come on, buddy.

Let's have some fun.

All right.

We bat first.

Whoo! Jake, you're up.

Come on, Jake! Jakey!

Come on, Jake!

- You got this. - Hey, Morris!

No dick tricks! We got chicks on our team!

All right.

Good times.

Level swing, Jake!

Come on, Jake. You got it, baby.

Let's go, Jake!

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Come on, Jake! You let a drunk girl throw you out?

Come on, Diego. Come on, Diego.

Strike, batter out.

You have to swing.

Hey, you're out. Back to the dugout.

You're out. Oh. Thanks.

That's you, Mike D!

About to take my nuts for a walk.

He's like running, but slower.

Way to hustle, bro.

I let fucking Mardi Gras get me out?

Jesus Christ.

Next time. Way to hustle, buddy.

Got it, got it, got it, got it.

Fuck!

Oh, man. Oh, shit.

Somebody throw it!

Do better, man. Do better! Oh, come on.

Ball. Take a base.

I fucked your mom last night, bro.

Ball.

Ball. Ball. Come on.

Take a base.

Fuck!

Nice catch, dickass!

The fuck you just say? Yo, yo, chill.

What the fuck? You motherfucker!

...outta your goddamn mouth! Okay!

Hey! Hey!

Knock it off.

Not on my field! Pete, chill out.

Clear it out or you're both disqualified.

We know, Pete. Damn. Chill, man. We know.

Ump, you got ex-cons out here?

Stewie, what was up with that catch, bro?

For real. You been holding out on us, bro.

We weren't that bad. Did you see the score?

We got our shit rocked.

Yeah, they were drunk as shit. Don't forget.

Later, pussies!

Yo, they fucking sucked, dude.

Fuck you.

Yo, we got a gift today.

That's some higher power shit, huh, Pete?

Yeah, my little miracle.

Pussies? Man, fuck that noise!

Shit, even when we win, we lose.

Shit, I don't know, bro. Looks like I got a car full of pussy.

I need to get some methadone, boys.

- That's crazy. - Fucking Garvey's stupid.

Look, I don't know if I'm the one to be coaching this team.

Stop it, man. You're undefeated.

Oh, God.

Hello?

Yeah.

Pete! Phone!

He's not here.

This is Pete.

Yeah, this is definitely a mistake.

Yeah.

We'll get it taken care of.

You too. Thanks.

What was that about?

He said the house is going up for auction

in three weeks.

- What the fuck? - Coming down!

The house is going up for auction.

Just dropped the kids off at the pool.

Barbarians were at the gate.

Why is the house up for auction?

What the fuck, Pete?

Auction? What the fuck?

It's not what you guys think, okay?

What's going on? Just take a deep breath.

Let's see Pete try and weasel his way out of this one, huh?

This is not a high-priced shooting gallery.

What does that mean?

It means this is not a place that collects large sums of money

just to screw guys over

and let them out into the world and relapse and die.

I'm trying to create lasting change with you guys.

Sometimes when you have a balanced amount of guys,

it just doesn't create a fortunate income. Okay?

Some of you know that my dad's been sick,

and I dug myself into a hole.

Consolidated the mortgage a couple of times,

and I'm in a little bit of a spot.

Man. Put everything I have into this place.

Maybe that's why I was on edge at the game.

I'm sorry.

You got ten guys here right now that need this place.

Without this place, we all gonna die.

Don't be so dramatic, Jake.

You're on a fucking scholarship anyway.

Wait, I'm paying for Jake to get sober?

Your mom's paying, bro. I'm on a scholarship too.

We can't all have rich parents.

She's spending my money? Okay. That money's mine.

Dude, I got nowhere else to go.

The only place I can afford to live is the Valley

and I'm not moving there.

- My plug lives there. - Eighty grand.

- Eighty grand. - Yeah.

The tournament. Eighty grand.

- That's genius, Stew. - Eighty Gs ain't nothing.

Guys, just let it go, okay? Just please let it go.

No way are we fucking letting it go.

I don't wanna go to another sober living.

We are 1 and 0, and it is a double elimination tournament.

That's what I'm talking about, bro.

We're close. That's what I'm talking about.

Fuck, I'm really sorry, guys.

Fuck that bad attitude.

You're always talking about a positive mental state.

Let's win this motherfucker.

How you gonna quit on us?

Lace 'em up, bitch. Let's go. Let's go.

Okay.

- Hell yeah! - Let's do it!

Yeah, you fuckers!

Shit, this is it.

You said our man Morris

used to be a big-time music video director?

I never heard this shit in my life, G.

Bro, this was triple platinum in '95.

You need to stop orbiting the planet Dip

and join the rest of us in the universe.

Man, they used to give out plaques like hotcakes

back in the day, bro.

Yo, Morris, this you?

The underwear model say you a big-time director.

Oh, you famous famous, huh?

Our boy Morris used to be the man.

- Yeah, used to be. - That's cold.

- Don't be a hater, dude. - Whatever, bro.

Yeah?

Song's gonna be stuck in my head all day.

Think quick.

Congrats, you're off restrictions.

Seriously? Yeah, man.

Way to step up with the softball, chores and shit.

You might make it outta here.

I don't think I've been more than two days without drinking

in the last 15 years.

It gets better.

Oh, better than Sweet Dreams?

I know it's hard to imagine, but it gets better.

Fuck.

Hi, Dad.

I miss you a lot.

Don't tell Mom I called 'cause she's really mad at you.

I'm sorry I got you in trouble.

I'd better go.

All right, let's get it started, yeah?

All right, welcome to FRAG.

"Fear, resentment, anger and gratitude."

What we like to call in our version

our tenth step.

All right, Ced.

Doing good? Yeah.

Nice of you to join us.

Why don't you get started, yeah?

Serious? Yeah.

Fuck.

Um, Cedric.

Addict. Alcoholic.

- What's up? - Ced!

Um, fear.

I think we all got the same fears.

But for real, fuck that team.

They get to go out every night and have fun and drink.

Chill with girls and shit.

Meanwhile, we're sitting here,

a bunch of sober dicks not doing shit.

They smoked us too, in case y'all forgot.

Like a crack rock.

What about gratitude, Ced?

I'm grateful.

I didn't go 0 for 5 like Diego.

You gotta learn how to swing, my G.

Oh, he swings.

All right, easy, Mike. Easy.

Oh, come on. Jake.

Alcoholic and K fanatic.

Jake.

Fuck those guys.

And fuck that girl for calling us pussies too.

But why? Why does that bother me?

Is there a way to use my anger,

but do it with dignity and integrity?

I'm grateful we one and nothing, but I can't lie to y'all.

I'm definitely scared of that next team though.

Tom.

Alcoholic and food bitch.

Cruise.

I had fun at the game.

I know I suck,

but it was the first time I had fun

doing something active in, like, forever.

And you guys are a great group.

And you have no idea how much you've helped me.

I wake up hating myself.

Yeah.

It takes me so much to get out of bed on a daily basis.

But when you guys make fun of each other, and me,

it literally keeps me going.

You guys inspire me.

And I know I have to lose weight.

I'm scared, but I-- I have to try.

I mean, I've been here, what, five years, Pete?

Seven. Seven.

And, Morris,

I'm so grateful you showed up here.

You've had such a big impact on me.

You fucking rock, dude.

And I-- I'm afraid to lose the house, I really am.

It's a major fear for me.

Put Stew on first.

I fucking suck!

I fucking suck.

I fucking suck. You don't suck, bud.

But, Stewie, you did have a sick snag though, brother.

That's right. That's right. That's right.

Wanna follow that, Morris?

Not really.

Morris. Alcoholic.

Morris.

Fear. Uh...

I'm scared my ex won't let me see my daughter again.

I'm scared I won't work again.

I'm scared I won't be inspired.

I have so many doubts.

And I'm so mad at myself.

Because I fucking know better.

But whenever the opportunity to drink comes up,

my brain somehow forgets how unstoppable the debauchery is.

How many times I've driven drunk

with my daughter in the car?

Like totally wasted.

Not just a little.

And when I fell over on my bike

when she was on the back

and she was three years old.

And she cried and she cried.

And I just tried to shake it off

and tried to make her laugh like some fucking idiot.

I'm a little lost right now.

Thanks.

That's it.

Shit, I'm sorry.

I'm grateful.

I'm grateful to be here with you guys.

I've had these tiny, tiny moments

where my mind gets quiet.

I'm hoping for more of those.

Thanks.

- Nice. - Nice.

Well done, brother.

My man Morris.

Why you really out here, Morris?

Trying to figure out what to tell my little girl.

Like, how do you say, "Hey, sweetie,

Daddy's got a drinking problem

and that's why he left you home alone for 12 hours"?

That sounds pretty good right there.

I never knew my dad.

Probably why I'm so fucked up.

Yeah, when my dad died that fucked me up too.

Yeah, let's do it!

What's up, babe?

- This fucking guy. - Hey!

Daddy's home.

Let's go. Reno, baby.

That is no good.

Weird night, huh, Morris?

Definitely.

All right, you got eight minutes.

Loosen up.

Anybody heard from Garvey?

Gang, you know he's locked up in a hotel room in Reno.

Say goodbye to the house.

Never thought I'd be missing Garvey.

Yo, if anyone needs to be positive right now, it's you, Pete.

Pull it together, man.

You're right, Mike D. You're right.

Let's get it together, boys.

- Honestly, we're kind of fucked. - Come on, now.

I'm gonna put Stew at first.

And let's have Diego pinch-run for any of you slowpokes.

We gotta score some runs, guys.

If we score, we have a chance.

Defense is getting better, so let's do this.

All right. Go get it.

So let's do this.

Let's go. Come on, man!

All right.

Come on, Dip.

Fuck.

Safe. You don't high five the other team.

It's not something you do in softball. They're doing so great.

I said not on my field. Okay.

Let's go. Run.

Safe.

Wait.

Go back, go back, go back!

Fuck. Strike!

Should I bunt it? Don't dare bunt.

No, there's no bunting.

He's out.

No bunting.

Run, run, run, run, run!

Run, Stew, run!

Run, run, run, run!

Get back, get back, get back, get back!

What are you doing?

Ball. What?

Ball. It was obviously a fucking strike.

It was obviously a fucking ball! What are you, blind?

What, you got sunscreen in your eyes?

Hey, look at my eyes. Twenty-twenty vision, bitch.

That was a ball. Twenty-twenty, my ass.

Look right here, 20-20 vision! Whatever, you look like--

Twenty-twenty vision! Back off of me!

Why don't you put some Tic Tacs in your mouth?

You want out of this game?

I want out of this game. I don't give a shit.

What, Morris? It was obviously a strike!

- Relax, man. - Apologize.

All right, I'm sorry, okay?

I'm sorry. Relax, man.

Chill, bro. You sure as hell are.

Fucking Pebbles' grandmother.

Safe.

Ball game.

Why? Go home.

Mercy rule. Mercy rule. What?

Mercy rule. What is that?

Mercy? We want more pain.

They've got too many runs. You can't catch up.

- That's game. - Mercy rule, guys!

Look it up. Goddamn it!

Go home. I gotta shit.

Let's get all our shit out of the dugout.

It's called cognitive dissonance.

The wanting to quit, but not being able to.

You know I got arrested twice during the pregnancy?

A nude pier jump.

And a DUI in my parked car, bro.

It was hell for me. Even more hell for his mom.

Spiritually, one of the lowest places I ever been.

And with a beautiful little boy on the way.

But I can't get caught up in the couldas, shouldas.

I got a real chance now, Morris, to be a rad dad.

I like that.

You're so lucky you don't gotta get sober.

You're already doing it.

Kids, they'll love you no matter what.

And if you can stay sober,

it'll make it way less painful for them.

Kiedis lights me up.

His mom and me still have hiccups,

but we're getting better at the co-parenting thing.

I'm connected with some sober guys that got kids,

so it really helps give perspective.

Plus, there's always some guy

that's been in the same place I'm in now.

And someone with a way worse situation.

Kiedis, like Anthony?

Hey, I know, right?

His mom's a huge Chili Peppers fan.

The kid looks like me,

so the fear that Anthony Kiedis is his father...

...that shit did not last long.

I always wanted to direct a Chili Peppers video.

You've surfed before, right?

It's been a minute.

Hey, Jake!

Oh, hey, Kat, what's up?

Hey, that's Kat.

Kat does what I do. Surf therapy.

All right. Think I'm gonna go out.

I'm gonna stretch.

What's going on, you two?

Man.

You guys didn't catch one single wave.

I'm catching rays.

This is my happy place.

Surf. Therapy.

Feel like I've been tricked.

You're just doing way too much, my man.

Maybe slow down.

It's fun though, right?

Yeah.

I'm gonna go put my feet in the water.

You're pretty new?

Well, I used to surf

with my dad a lot when I was young,

but it's been more and more rare over the years.

I'm talking about sobriety.

Yeah. Uh...

Twenty-three days, I think.

I just got a year.

Oh, congrats.

You're at a sober living for girls?

Was. I'm out now.

Got my own pad.

Trying to work things out with my ex.

Still do surf therapy with the girls from the house.

I have a hard time seeing you at a place like Sweet Dreams.

Misery doesn't care what you look like.

What do you like, man? Jazz? Hip-hop?

You look like a blues kind of guy though to me.

I want to be sober.

I want to be a rad dad to my little girl.

That's great to hear, man.

I heard this guy the other day say this at a meeting--

"Argue for your own limitations and you get to keep them."

- We're out of time, guys. - Thanks, Mike D.

Big B.

What's up, homeboy?

You know, I probably would've been more shaken up

had I not been so wasted from the night before.

I got so fucked up on an international flight,

I woke up on the beach in Brazil

and I was married to a prostitute.

Oh, dear.

I might still be.

Sounds like you got your hands full, man.

Just stay close.

If you go all in on this, you're gonna be amazed.

You're gonna find that your old dreams,

they become very different new dreams, man.

And you know what?

You'll start caring about other people.

You won't be a self-centered prick anymore,

burning bridges all over town.

I, um...

I was gonna maybe ask if you could be my sponsor.

You know, all the signs point to me taking this sober thing seriously.

I'll be your sponsor under two conditions.

One, you call me every day.

Call me, don't text me.

I'm too old to be squinting at my fucking phone and shit.

And two, don't lie to me.

Morris, if you lie to me, we're done.

Okay.

No, I mean, if you lie to me, we're done.

I got it.

Okay.

Fucking Christ. Do you want to eat?

'Cause I want to eat.

Yeah, I could eat. Yeah, he can eat!

Yeah.

Fuck yeah. Let's eat, dude.

You got a big book?

'Cause I got some pages I want you to read.

Jesus! What the fuck?

Guess lunch is out.

Sweet shit, it looks like fucking Chernobyl in there.

Hey, you guys can't go in there. We're closed for a while.

Some asshole drove his truck through the wall a few weeks ago.

Just waiting for insurance to come and take some photos.

In the meantime, I'm just trying to air it out.

Morris, let's go. What the fuck, man.

Come on. I'm starving.

That place across the street is pretty good.

They got half the recipes from here anyway.

Right. I'm not really hungry anymore.

Do you think we can just go back to the house?

You're a weird guy, Morris. I know.

I know. Let's go.

Boom. Sweet Dreams, kid.

This is where it all happens.

Hey.

You sure you're okay, Morris?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

Uh, I'll call you tomorrow. We got a lot of work to do.

Turns out our stories are more alike than we thought, you know.

Thanks for the lift, Frank.

Okay.

Yo, Pete!

What the fuck, bro?

They put a sign up for the auction.

Oh. Oh. Oh!

Yeah!

Boom, baby, boom!

Come on, baby.

Let's go!

Strike zone. Happy birthday, dude.

This is a lot. You gotta lighten up, buddy.

Everybody love bowling.

There's girls here.

Plus, this is better than sitting at home

watching Cruise eat fucking pizza rolls.

Damn, Stew, I see you.

Yeah, that's right. This is Raquel.

All the Roughhouse girls are down there.

Hey, I'm Jake. Hey, Raquel.

Morris.

Is Kat down there too or what?

Yeah, yeah.

I'll be right back.

All right, Dippity Doo.

Ow!

Come on, come on, come on.

Hello, everyone.

Didn't know the Insane Clown Posse had a bowling team.

Morris, just the man I was looking for.

Okay.

We haven't met, but I've heard a lot about you.

Hmm.

I'm Bert, D. Squiz's manager.

I'm sorry. Who's D. Squiz?

You living under a rock?

Yeah.

Follow me.

Hey. Hey.

Isn't that D. Squiz's dude?

How the fuck you know that?

The Internet.

So my director bailed last minute

to do some Marvel shit, so I'm fucked.

Bert told me you're the man, though.

I'm making fun of all the '90s bands.

I really want it to feel like that, okay?

I got a big-ass budget. It's gonna be on some MTV shit.

And you guys want me?

We don't care what anybody else says.

You're the guy.

It's all set up for Saturday.

All you gotta do is show up.

Saturday, this Saturday?

Like, this Saturday. Shit.

All right? Hey.

Are you in or are you out?

I'm gonna need all you guys to blow!

Dip, Cedric, Morris, you're on the pee list tonight!

Aight, bet.

Yo, next time I'm gonna get a turkey though, watch.

Take a leak.

Hey, you get her number?

I got her IG, but she already blocked me. Fuck!

Here you go. Thanks, Morris.

Dip.

Yes, sir.

Weird. It's coming up hot for opiates.

Hmm. Yup.

There something you need to tell me?

I ate a poppy seed bagel the other day.

You know what? We'll just talk after Cedric gets done.

Get out of here. Wait for me over there. Ced, come on.

Here you go.

Not so fresh, but it's clean.

Damn, Dip. Told you not to eat that bagel.

Hey, Jake.

Put these samples up for me, okay?

And take the Breathalyzer equipment and put it up too.

All right, Pete. Thank you.

You know, once we send those samples over to the lab,

we'll be able to trace if it's a bagel or something else.

Fuck.

Oh, fuck. Jesus.

What's up, boys?

The fuck?

Oh, yeah, you guys made it!

Jake to the motherfucking rescue.

More like Kat to the motherfucking rescue.

What's up, girl?

Why didn't you tell me?

Man, you got a lot going on as it is,

so I just wanted to look out for you.

Diego, do you got our uniforms?

Yeah, they're right here.

Meet Syd and Lily.

- Hi. - Hi, Syd.

I'm Cedric. Nice to meet you. Hello.

Hi. Diego.

Tom Cruise. I'm Dip.

Uh, who's that?

Stew.

Aw, we love Stew.

Okay, guys, and girls,

we've been playing pretty good on defense lately,

so let's stick with that.

Just get hits. Small ball. We need base runners.

Stop trying to win the game in one at bat.

And I don't need to remind everyone that if we lose today,

we are done in more ways than one,

so let's-- Then stop reminding us, bro. It's depressing.

Yeah, we don't need a pep talk.

Let's just go murder these motherfuckers.

Wait, I'm not wearing this.

What? I worked hard on those.

I like it.

All right, let's do this.

Kat, you're leading off.

Let's get to it. Let's do it, Kat!

Come on now! Here you go, Kat.

Aw, fuck.

That's all you, Kat, come on! That's all you!

Let's go!

Hustle! Hustle!

All right!

Hold on line drives and watch pop-ups.

All right.

Here you go.

I got it!

Ball game!

We got two more games! We got two more games to win!

Yahoo!

All right! Let's go, Kit Kat!

Give me some! Nice work!

Let's go! Let's go!

Two runs! Maybe we should try to get it in the gap.

Go, baby, go!

Safe!

Hey.

You again.

Um, we're still closed.

Right. Is the owner here by any chance?

Will!

Guy wants to talk to you.

What's going on, brother? Hey.

My name is Morris, and I'm in a program.

And my sponsor suggested that I come down here

to tell you that I may be the person

that caused all this damage to your place.

You're purple pants guy?

Yeah.

And part of my recovery...

If there's anything I can do to make it right,

I'd like to offer that up because I'm...

Hey, Frank, you're not gonna believe this.

The owner is sober!

I have to work out the damages,

but, you know, he's not gonna call the cops.

And I still have to figure out whose truck I crashed, but...

Oh, God, this is great, isn't it?

Frank? You there?

Ah, shit.

Frank! Hey!

You're not gonna believe this, but the owner is sober.

I don't know how the hell you guys pulled this off.

A lot of luck though.

How's your old man?

He's better.

I think the in-and-out of the hospital was worse than him being sick.

Mmm.

My dad, he was so defiant.

Just always out partying with his friends

and always hiding from his family.

Never showed anybody any pain.

Then he fucking has a heart attack

from eating too many hot dogs.

Sorry about your dad, Morris.

I'm impressed, man.

I mean, when you first got here, I was like,

"This guy has no shot of making it."

I mean, you were so warped in the image that you created.

Well, the guys shut that down real quick.

You know, I thought I was so cool.

I'm a dork.

Thirty days.

It's a big fucking deal, man.

You're working the steps with Frank, yeah?

Yeah, you know, I'm still freaking out

over the truck I stole and crashed,

but Frank says if I have one foot in the future

and one foot in the past,

I'm shitting on the present, so...

Remember, what you focus on will grow.

Like the connections with these guys.

Just go where the love is, man.

Go where the love is!

I'm thinking of stacking the lineup.

What? I mean, you're the coach.

Things have been going so well, it's kind of odd to change things up.

That doesn't help.

Come on, man, you're a baseball guy.

Like, what if something happens to me?

I have a stroke or something.

Stroke?

The fuck outta here.

You put that out there, what's the matter with you?

Oh, man, what am I gonna tell everybody?

Here you go. Thank you. Bye.

Damn, Morris.

Fuck.

Hey, y'all seen a tall white guy

with gray hair and glasses?

Nah, sorry.

- Damn. - Game time!

Let's go, guys!

Where the fuck you at, Morris? All right, let's go.

Game time!

All right, bring it in, everybody!

Come on!

Come on, Cruise, hustle in!

Come on, guys!

Uh...

Uh...

Has anybody seen Morris or Diego?

I seen Morris chopping it up with D. Squiz at the alley the other night.

I knew some shit was slimy.

Why the fuck wouldn't you tell me?

You always tell me to mind my own.

Motherfucker!

Okay, we'll just, um, do what we always do.

Uh, except I'll take Morris's spot on the lineup.

Aw, hell nah. Come on, Pete. We gotta wait for them.

They should be here by now. He fucked us for D. Squiz.

Hell no.

Uh, why don't we, uh...

Ced, you're up.

Hostage situation!

Morris sent me on a wild goose chase.

Sorry, everybody. My wires got crossed a little.

Drive it in, buddy. Way to drive it home.

We'll talk later, Morris.

Yeah.

But right now, Jake, you're leading off.

Switching things around, everybody,

so we can score some runs quick

and get ahead of these pricks.

Hey, Morris!

Tell the chicks they can come celebrate with us later!

Bitches got the first round! Gross.

Fucking hate that team.

You guys have history, huh?

Oh, yeah, they beat us pretty bad.

- With eight players, and they were wasted. - That's right.

Coach, you really gonna put Mike D, Stew, Cruise and Diego back to back like that?

Hell yeah. Gives us a chance to score five or six runs.

Without it, we score two or three.

You know with them at bat, we're gonna score zero.

Look, you guys asked me to coach.

No time to start doubting me now.

Come on, let's get out there and do this. Come on!

Come on!

Come on. Come on.

Come on, Morris!

Safe!

Safe!

Move, you little shit!

Cruise, Cruise, look alive!

Hey, not bad. Congratulations.

We gotta figure out how to stop these guys.

Or just keep up with them.

Go, Jake!

Safe!

All right, shake it off, shake it off.

Come on, Morris!

Yeah, baby! That's it!

Oh, my God!

Give me some, baby!

Whoo-hoo! Come on, Kat, bring it in!

Whoo!

Come on, coach, baby! Yahoo!

Whoo-hoo!

Out!

Hey, Morris, this one's for your wife.

Hold him back, hold him back!

Go to first, go to first!

Ooh!

That's an out, that's an out.

Motherfuckers!

Come on now, bud!

Come on, Chuck Morris!

Come on, Richie.

Come on, Mor!

Let's go, Morris. Come on, buddy.

Good eye! Good eye, good eye, baby!

Go, go, go, go!

We got a run! We got a run!

Let's go, Morris!

Thanks for this.

Daddy!

Hey! Hey! There he is.

Morris! Run, Morris! Jesus!

Run!

Safe!

Whoo!

Yay! Whoo, whoo, whoo!

Let's go!

Go, Coach! Come on, Coach!

Good job! Yeah!

Safe.

Fuck!

What's your Instagram handle?

All right, come on, Sweet Dreams.

This is your last inning. Let's go!

Let's go, Big C! Come on, baby!

Come on, Ced!

Go, Cedric!

Fuck! Strike one!

Oh!

Two more. Let's go.

We're fucked.

Come on, Stew!

Come on, Stew, let's go!

Base rip, buddy, come on.

Let's go, Beef Stew!

Come on, buddy, let's get a hit, baby!

- Come on, Stew! - Come on, Stew!

Let's go, Stew. Base rip!

Base hit, buddy. You got this.

Safe!

Yeah, baby Stew, come on!

Give them that Stew shuffle!

Yeah! Whoo!

Thank you, God.

Come on, Diego. Swing the bat, buddy.

Swing the bat. Be aggressive.

You have to swing, dude. Please.

- Strike! - Good job, Richie.

Good form, I guess. It's all right, buddy. It's okay.

- At least you swung. - All right, buddy.

Come on, give me your best shot!

Come on, Diego!

Strike! Batter out!

It's okay.

It's all right. At least you swung that time.

Who's up? Is it Cruise?

- Cruise! - Cruise!

- You got it, Cruise. - Come on, Tom!

- Come on, Cruise! - Come on, Cruise.

Don't fuck it up. Okay.

Come on, Cruise. Let's go, Tom.

Hey, good game.

The hell are you doing, man? Hit the ball. Damn.

Come on, Cruise!

Better swing! Come on, buddy!

Earn your keep! Seven years! Remember that, please!

Come on, Cruise, come on!

You got it, Cruise.

You got it, Cruise!

Strike!

We have no shot.

There's no way it's gonna happen.

Bring it in, outfield.

Shit!

Safe! Oh, shit.

Safe!

You okay, Cruise?

Hey, Pete. Come on.

He can't even get up.

You all right, buddy?

What hurts?

I think I broke my anal bone.

It's a tailbone. You okay, man?

I broke both.

Don't be dramatic. You got this.

Shake it off, buddy! Shake it off!

All right, all right, all right.

Nice and easy.

Looking good, baby. Nice and easy.

All right, give this boy some ice! You good?

Good job, Cruise. Good job, dude.

Good job, buddy. Good job, buddy.

Proud of you.

Diego.

I need you to pinch-run. What? Are you serious?

Come on.

Come on, Diego.

You got it, you got it.

All right.

Mike D, keep it on the ground, man.

All we need's a base hit.

Come on, Mike D!

Get us a rip, Mike D!

All right, it's okay. It's okay.

Good job. Good job.

Hi!

Let's go, Mike D!

Swing, batter, batter, batter, batter! Swing!

Strike!

It's all right, Mike D. It's all right.

Line drive, Mike D, line drive.

Get him, Mike D, get him!

Put it on the ground!

Go, go, go! Go!

Go, go, go, go!

Run!

Diego, go, go, go!

Diego! Touch the plate!

Whoo! Touch the plate!

Touch the plate, Diego!

The plate!

Baby! We did it!

Oh, baby!

Daddy!

Come here, baby.

Come here.

Mommy said it's okay if we go get ice cream.

She did? Someone's slowly coming around.

Did you have anything to do with that?

Do you mind if I bring a friend along?

I'm not allowed on my own just yet.

Of course your friend can come, Daddy.

Let's go get some ice cream. Yay!

Oh, boy. Yeah, buddy!

We did it, baby! Whoo!

Not bad for a bunch of drunks.

Yo, Pete. Yeah?

Are you sure we can't keep just a little bit of the money?

Come on, man. That's how it starts.

No. Nobody keeps any of the money.

It's for the house. Pete's silly.

Yeah.

Hear that, kid?

Go empty his pockets.

We won, baby. Yeah!

Proud of you, Daddy.

- Thank you, baby. - That's right, "Daddy!"

Friends forever.

Let's do this for Johnny, guys. Let's do it for Johnny.

Johnny!

The gloves are off.

Don't make a fucking animal out of me now.

Okay, okay.

Half that. Okay, okay.

Maybe.

Fucking sing. Sing.

Fully do it one year sober. Again.

And nobody gets a dime unless you did one year sober.

- The cash is a real liability. - Do that again.

You do it again. All right, yes, sir.

Watch this, Lije.

Watch this. You'll shit.

Do we need a little AC, or you good? Nah, we're ready to go, kid.

Great, here we go. Let's fucking go.

You gotta learn how to share, buddy.

I don't want to learn how to do it.

Sick, sick people in here, like the fucking Mayflower.

Putting us in here, Pete. Stacking them, huh?

Why don't you just sell my back to somebody?

Let somebody lay on my back.

- Some drunk. - Nobody's trying to sell your back.

Yeah, you're making money, you little booze Scrooge.

You know what you're doing.

Did you give it one of these?

Huh? No, but like this. Oh!

I just caught it out the side of my eye.

Like this. I thought you went like that.

Surf therapy. Okay, let's go again.

Goddamn! Ow!

Fuck!

Oh!

You all right, Cruise?

- I can't see! - You can see.

Bro, that was going to my dick, dude.

If you punch my dick, man, I'm gonna get your dick.

I wasn't trying to hit him in the dick.

Hi-yah!

I was defending myself!

Bully.

We have a good time. Look at this fucking guy.

Looks like an egg.

Look at this fucking guy. Brawny paper towel man.

What's up, George Clooney? Welcome to the loony bin.

Yo, Pete, this rehab or a retirement home?

Look at them grays, bro.

No fucking way.

If Charles Bronson and Jackie Chan had a love child.

Can I say that? You can.

You come to my place all fucked-up.

You know what this is, right?

I got a bunch of degenerates in there.

They're barely holding on.

Smell a little bit of lemon vodka,

they're all back in the sewer.

Come here shit-faced? Are you kidding me?

These guys smell a little bit of vodka,

they go down the sewer. You know that?

No, being sober, douche.

No, being sober, stupid.

I'm gonna draw a big fucking schlong on my dick.

So gross.

Hello?

Chew. Chew.

Chew.

I'm getting Spike Jonze.

Foolish. He looked foolish.

Third, third! Okay, third.

Third, man!

Fucking idiot. Third.

Third base, idiot!

Yeah!

Probably something left over

from that fucking weirdo that was in here before you.

Total ant farmer.

Used to keep his piss in Ziploc bags.

Look at me while I slept.

Used to eat his own eyebrows.

That wasn't there before.

Ah!

Made it.

Turn it off.

Which one is that, yours? Probably.

My wife's dying.

Lije, you left me hanging earlier.

- Fucking dap that shit up, kid. - Yeah, yeah.

Right after he did a great take.

He was wanting a little...

In the future.

Way to go, Stew!

Way to go, buddy! Hell yeah!

Like that?

That was nice.