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[sirens wailing]

[tense music]

- Wait, would you turn that thing off?

This is an emergency. Turn it off!

- Get off my boob.

- Hey, Siri, call Bitch-Ass Danny.

- Calling Bitch-Ass Danny.

- Pick up the phone. Pick up the phone.

Pick up the damn phone.

[phone buzzing]

- Oh, God, leave me alone.

- OK, what about three weeks from now?

- No, I got the Double Dribble Kith collab that Steph

hooked up coming out. - Kith collab?

Everyone has a Kith collab.

Can you just push it?

- I can't push it.

Ronnie said I'd get my own tracksuit.

Why can't we do it the next week?

- No, I'm going to Austria with Ayesha.

- You can't push that? - No, bro.

I'm getting a whole bioenergetic intervention

at Lanserhof Med Spa.

I can't get in there by myself.

It's a big deal-- phytotherapy, pelvic reflooring.

- Tight. - Yeah, that's the idea, son.

- OK, well, once we get into the holidays,

we're not going to be able to do anything.

And then February is All-Star weekend, so that's tapped.

Maybe we can ask Ayesha if we can move that girls' trip?

- What? No.

I consider Ayesha one of my inner-circle close people.

- Inner-circle?

You've known each other for, like, a second.

- We have matching tattoos.

- You don't have matching tattoos.

You got the tattoo she already had, which is like red flag

central for a friendship. - She encouraged me to get it.

And it's not just a "girls' trip."

- I didn't mean it like that. - That's very dismissive.

- I didn't mean it like that.

- It is a 35th birthday mission to space.

You have to train for that shit.

- OK, fine. If you're going to that,

then I am definitely going to the seal tasting

with wine in Kawhi.

- The what? - Oh, no, you know what?

I think it actually may be a wine tasting with Seal,

the singer, at Kawhi Leonard's house.

Either way, I'm not missing Seal.

[phone buzzing]

- It's Kim again.

- Oh, god, this bitch is on my nuts.

Ignore her.

[bell jingles]

- This motherfucker, where is he?

- I-- not-- not-- I don't know.

- Where is he?

- Oh, Danny? I don't-- I don't know Danny.

- But you knew who I was asking for?

- No, no, no.

I'm not on mushrooms.

- You're not on mushrooms?

- Officers, my bike got stolen in 2004.

- What if I told you I'd go out with you?

Where's Danny? - Danny's at Sam's.

- Let's go.

- Wait, how do I get in touch with you?

- 555-fuck-you.

- So it's settled.

We'll come clean to the Curries in September.

- 2026.

You think we can put off the game that long?

- We have a sick kid. It's the ultimate excuse.

- Yeah, but what about Charlie?

She's going to start noticing all these goddamn lasagnas.

- I'm eating as fast as I can.

- Some asshole sent a puppy.

- I'm stuffed, but I'll give it a shot.

- Shit, what? It's Kim and the cops.

- Oh, fuck. - Be normal.

Be normal. Oh my god. Fuck, Danny. Fuck.

What do we do? We're fucked.

This is it. - Oh my god.

This is the first time you've ever been busted

for something hugely embarrassing.

This is so cute. It's actually adorable.

- OK, says the white man.

- I am not a white man. I am a Jew.

- We're not having this conversation again.

- I'm just saying, the people coming for you are coming

for me in this day and age, with all due respect,

a little bit harder. - Oh, I'm sorry.

You had to get rid of all your Yeezys.

That's so devastating. - It is traumatic.

Can you imagine if one day you woke up

and Dua Lipa was tweeting "Mein Kampf"?

- Oh, Kim, supermodel.

Who are these handsome strippers?

Fingers crossed. - Huh?

- Kim, I know exactly what you're going to say.

- Steph is in a slump, and he needs your help.

- Steph is in a slump, and he needs--

- And he needs your help. - --my help.

See, I told you. That's exactly what I thought.

- And the cops are here because--

- Ha.

So apparently, every NBA team in every city

has access to a police escort.

And Kimberly called them because when

Stephen Curry is in a slump, everybody freaks the fuck out.

You know?

It had nothing to do with old Danny boy at all.

[laughs]

But I was still planning on telling him.

- This is a catastrophe.

Steph didn't hit a 3 for the first time in 268 games.

The Warriors have lost four straight.

Why are you guys just sitting there eating lasagna

like a bunch of Garfields?

- Kim, don't you feel like catastrophe's

a little dramatic?

Like, global warming is a catastrophe.

- Two things can be true, Sam.

Actually, three, your bangs are a catastrophe.

- [gasps] - OK, I'm sorry.

I'm just-- I'm under a lot of pressure.

They could use a rethink, though.

- OK, why don't we just take a deep breath?

Why is this even important anyway?

- Why is this even important anyway?

- Are you impersonating me? - Are you impersonating me?

- Because that sounds nothing like me.

I don't do that with my hands.

- I don't do that with my hands.

- It's making me quite angry because it

doesn't sound like me at all. - It doesn't sound like me.

- Please stop. - Your friend needs your help.

Wardell Stephen Curry is like a small country.

His GDP is roughly the same as Nicaragua.

His chief export is buckets.

And when the production of that export lags,

the entire economy around him grinds to a halt.

Stephenomics, you follow?

What if I were to tell you that if the Warriors don't make

the playoffs, it'll cost the team over 100 million

in unsold tickets, concessions, merch, and TV revenue?

Of course, I would never tell you that because Stephen

is so superstitious that anyone who works for him

is contractually forbidden from even thinking the Warriors

won't win the chip.

So I'm definitely not also saying that the surrounding

Bay Area economy, talking hotels, restaurants,

clubs, night and strip, stand to lose close to 200 million.

And don't you dare say I added on another 2 hundo

for the away game cities because that would be like,

what, half a bill?

And that's before the NBA takes a bath when to tertiary shit

holes make the finals again, which is never going to happen

because Steph is going to break out of his slump,

and the Warriors are going to go all the way, baby.

- [clapping]

I get it.

My friend, Steph Curry, needs my help.

- No, Steph doesn't need you.

Steph needs Mitch.

- Mitch who?

- Mitch, your daddy, who.

- Mitch, my father, no fucking way.

I'm sorry. Mm-mm. - Come on.

Danny, you know I truly hate asking you for anything,

but you're the only person that knows where Mitch is.

And we have tried everything else to fix this thing.

Coach Kerr worked with him.

McKillop flew in from Davidson.

We've seen all the top sports psychologists, a hypnotist,

someone called a Reiki master, but all he did

was hold his hands an inch over Steph's butt

the whole time.

It was kind of freaky.

- You know how I got out of a slump back in my day?

Michael Jordan punched me in the face.

- So Steph's got it in his head that Mitch is the key

because he's the one that helped him fix

his shot back in sixth grade.

- Steph, just shoot the ball. Just shoot it.

Don't think about it.

Nice, two points.

I hope you make the high school team.

That's your ceiling.

- Well, best of luck.

And if you do see Mitch, please tell him from me, fuck you.

- Or maybe this is a nice way to repay Steph

for helping us so much. He's helped us so much.

- Thank you, Sam.

And honestly, not for nothing, his slump

does seem to have started the day

you came back into his life.

- We cursed him. - Mm-hmm.

- I'm sorry. Are you seriously blaming

Steph's shooting woes on our sick daughter?

Our daughter--

- Dude, chill.

- --is out there every day-- - OK, OK, OK.

- --that she has left-- - All right, okay.

- --fighting, fighting for her life.

- I didn't mean it. - She didn't mean it.

- Even if I was to help you and reach out to Mitch,

I don't know where he is.

So if you could, please have your police

escort you out of my house. Thank you.

- Okay, it's my house, so you can stay and eat your lasagna

as long as you want. And-- oh.

- What I explained earlier is just the macro Stephenomics.

The micro is counterintuitively even bigger for me.

- Oh, no. Come on, man.

That's going in. Augh!

- When Stephen's in a slump, he puts his whole world

on hold until he's out of it.

Yes, I know shooting a Super Bowl commercial

after the Super Bowl isn't ideal,

but there's nothing I can do for you.

That man's schedule is like a house of cards

built on a Jenga tower.

Stephen can sling subs for anyone.

Now, we can do this the easy way,

or we can do this Mike's way.

That's right. We'll go to Jersey Mike's.

Motherfucker.

Move one thing, and it all falls down on me.

You got one fucking job.

Buckets, buckets is your job.

- Ahh!

What is happening right now?

- Ugh, Randy, for the last time,

Stephen is not going to Art Basel.

Therefore, you are not going to Art Basel.

I don't give a shit that you already RSVP'd

to Julian Schnabel's PDR at ZZs.

Goodbye, Randrew.

So yeah, a Steph Curry slump is a very big deal,

and it was only getting worse.

- Curry off the steal, and oh, look out, Curry slipped.

- Oh, Steph. Mama mia.

- Hear me out, though. Check this out.

Is it possible that Steph Curry has been possessed

by a ghoul or something?

- Char, let's go.

- Either way, he going to be on "Shaqtin' a Fool."

- Oh, she's actually not here yet.

- What? She's not home from school?

- Mm-mm, she's at the mall with her friends.

- [gasps] Our Charlie? - Yes.

- Oh my god. - I know.

I know. It's crazy, right?

- That's amazing. - Yeah, look at you.

- What? Look at you.

- Where are you going, a cleavage convention?

- No, I'm going-- work drinks with friends and other--

whatever, shut up. - OK.

- I see what's going on. - What?

- You got your hair done.

You got your makeup done.

Vibe picked up on. - What vibe?

- No.

You know, you're throwing it out there.

- You're so wrong. It's actually sad.

- OK. All right. - It's honestly sad.

- OK. - Missed it.

- I'm just saying, I noticed the extra effort.

- Dude, I don't have to put in any effort

to have sex with you.

No, I was not dressed up for Danny

or for friends or for work,

definitely not for a cleavage convention.

That's in March.

No, I was dressed up for a date.

- I saw the original "Star Wars"

in the theater when I was 11.

And-- and get this.

No one even blinked when Luke and Leia kissed back then.

- Why would they blink?

- Because they're brother and sister.

- Luke and Leia?

- Have you never seen "Star Wars"?

- Not-- no.

I thought it might be a little weird to date a 58-year-old,

but he looks great.

And I don't mind an early dinner.

I mean, the only thing that was weird

was how I was acting.

- I had a really, really great night.

You are amazing. - I had a really great night.

You're amazing.

OK, later, dork.

Fuck you. - Oh.

- [laughs] Thanks for the wine, nerd.

Text me, though.

- Do you think you have an anxious attachment style?

- Bye.

- And so when you're presented with a secure attachment,

you self-sabotage?

- No, I'm actually avoidant, so you're wrong.

- OK. - Oh my gosh.

I had the best day ever. I love you guys so much.

- You had a great day at school?

- Yes. - Tell me. Tell me. Tell me.

- No one could stop talking about how great my party was.

- No way. - I'm for real in The Pops now.

We all terrorized a Sephora after school.

It was so much fun. [phone ringing]

Oh, pause, this is Violet G.

Hey, queen.

You're joking. No way she did that.

She's so annoying. [door slams]

- How about this?

I'll call Steph, and I'll just tell him

that Charlie has had a miraculous turn for the better

and that she is not sick anymore.

All right?

- And I can call Sloan and the other parents at school

and tell them the same thing. - Yeah.

- Yeah. - It's a white lie.

- It's not even a lie. - It's not even a lie.

- Because she's not sick. - It's the truth.

- It's literally the truth. - It's actually just the facts.

- I love it.

I think it really plays.

- Me too.

There's only one problem.

- You're not talking to Stephen.

He's not talking to anyone right now except for Spalding,

the basketball he Wilson'd.

- I'm sorry.

Like "Cast Away"? Is Steph talking to a ball?

- Just be cool, all right?

- He's in a spot.

And honestly, I cannot believe you won't help him.

We just put down $4 million worth of deposits

for your daughter's charity game,

and you can't deliver your daddy.

- You did?

- Wow, $4 million is a lot.

- Yes, we're doing it big for you, for Charlie.

- Kim, I don't want to talk to Mitch.

- Then you're not talking to Steph.

Ohh.

- Kim? - OK, Danny,

you got to do it.

We have no choice.

- I can't. - Yes, you can.

- No, I can't. - Yes, you can.

- I don't even know where he is.

- I know where he is. - What?

- I know where he is.

- Aren't you supposed to not be talking to us?

- Like not address us?

- I mean, the documentarians' code

is kind of like a gray area, so--

- Not really.

- You know what's definitely not a gray area?

The boom operator talking.

- OK, well, I'm a human being.

- You're a woman with a mic.

- You know, this could be good for you.

You can work some stuff out with your dad.

That would be nice.

And, like, I'm not a therapist,

but I think there's still some chicken left on that bone.

- Where is he?

[bell rings, indistinct chatter]

- OK, OK.

Settle down.

We've got a very special treat for you today.

Give it up for The Mocktails.

- [clapping]

- Who's ready to party?

Yow! - Ow!

- OK. I'm Mitch.

- I'm Kyle, and this is my wife, Helen.

- Hey-o! - And we are--

- Losers.

- [clears throat] Sober and so happy.

You all are going to help us create some scenarios that you

might find yourselves in.

- Yes, and that we're going to help you

improvise your way out of.

So with no further ado, allow me to introduce to you--

- One of our favorite characters.

Need a hand?

And probably soon to be one of your favorite characters,

number 14 on your scorecards, number 1 in your hearts--

- Billy Brock, the star QB.

And this is my main squeeze.

- Joan Saint Pequeno.

Hey, Billy, how about we go have some beers

or maybe smoke a couple of joints or two.

- Hey, you had me at joints.

- But what about the big game?

My teammates and community are depending on me.

- Relax, Billy. Come on.

I'll perform oral sex on you.

[laughter]

- Boing!

- I actually took him to his first meeting.

- Saved my life. - That's where we met.

- Yeah.

I'm not technically an addict.

I've never drank, smoked, snorted, skin popped, nothing.

My drug is taking care of this little lady.

- [laughs] Oh.

- My drug is drugs-- was.

My drug was drugs--

cocaine, ecstasy, meth,

Molly, marijuana, new marijuana.

- This hanger is bullshit.

- I'm sorry. What is this for?

- Are we still good to rehearse at your brother's

shop on Tuesday? - Confirmed.

- Because I think the prom limo scene needs a rethink.

It seems like we're advocating not using condoms.

- No, we're just strongly suggesting it

might feel better not to, you know?

- I don't have a strong feeling about it.

- Bravo, truly.

- Thank you.

- My only note is I found the moment where Mitch over here

was playing a competent father who cared

about his family to be false.

- What is happening here?

- I mean, I'm open to notes.

I don't know if you are at this point.

- We don't usually solicit advice.

- Helen, Kyle, this is my son.

[light music]

- What does this mean?

* *

Where are you going? - Do you have to go in

that door because he opened it?

- Mitch, you got to--

can I get your keys?

- Because you drove-- you drove us.

- You drove us here.

* *

- OK, is it keyless? Because I could--

- I think he had the keys in there.

He usually leaves the keys.

- Do we have to get a ride home--

- I'll leave it at-- - --or to his house?

- I'll drop you off.

- Where are you going to drop me off?

- I'll drop you off at home.

* *

- Are you still playing basketball?

- [scoffs]

Do I look like I'm still playing basketball?

[scoffs]

- Did you get my letters?

I wrote you every month.

- Threw them in the trash.

- You didn't even open them?

- There is not a word that you could utter

to me that would ever make me consider forgiving you.

So why would I ever open those letters?

- There was $100 in each one.

For 15 years.

Well, no, on holidays, I sent 500.

And then one year, I won a scratch-off for $43,000,

so I sent that.

I thought maybe you could use it for kids' college fund.

Oh, and then a couple of Wall Street guys I met in AA

had some stock tips for me that were primo.

- Then why do you look so poor?

- I can't play the stock market, Gamblers Anonymous.

- What about the scratch-off?

- That was the straw that broke the camel's back.

I'm in the program, man.

I am a program man.

- Congratulations.

- You saw the work I'm doing with Mocktails--

- Oh, yeah.

- --trying to reach out to these kids.

- You're changing the world, pal.

- I don't know about that, but I changed my life.

I'm a changed man, which is why I cannot believe

that I am seeing you today.

Because I-- the one thing I haven't been

able to do-- the one thing I've really needed

is to make amends to you for the way I screwed up your life.

Danny, I'm so sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

- Don't be. My life is great.

I got a thriving business.

I got a supermodel wife who's obsessed with me.

Our marriage is, like, one of the best ever.

I got-- my daughter is, like, the most popular kid in school.

She's like the lead of the play.

And she's like--

I'm still friends with Stephen Curry.

My life is great. I'm on top of the world, so--

- Danny, that's wonderful. - Yeah, it is wonderful.

So you can forget about your bullshit amends, OK?

We're going to San Francisco.

For some reason, Stephen Curry is in a slump,

and he thinks that you can fix his shot,

which is, like, insane to me.

So you're just going to get him out of his slump,

and then you can get the fuck out of my life, OK?

Which should be no problem for you.

It's like the thing you do best.

- I'm here now. - I came to you.

* *

- Well, of course, I'll help you any way I can.

- Thank you.

- But if you really want me to get Steph out of his slump,

the answer is not in San Francisco.

- Charlotte? - Yeah.

- Why Charlotte?

- He says that the only way to break Steph out of his slump

is to get him the same pancakes we used to eat after every game

in sixth grade. - That doesn't make any sense.

- You think I want to go to Charlotte, Kimberly?

I got to tell you, I think we should cut bait, abort mission.

Yeah, OK.

His brain is fermented.

Don't go in the cockpit. Hey!

What are you, insane?

- I don't give a shit, Danny.

Steph wants Mitch, so just do whatever he says

and get him here tonight, OK?

Please, Danny, please.

This is getting out of hand.

- Another game, another brutal loss for the Warriors.

And the slump has no end in sight.

- Curry now 0 for 8 from 3.

- Here's Curry trying to find some space,

launches, can't hit.

A 52-point margin of victory.

- Let's face the facts, fans.

Steph Curry's fucked.

My old ass out there. - Kimberly!

Hey, have you seen my computer?

Or my phone, or any of the remotes?

- You know, I think I saw Cannon playing with all of them

at the same time.

- All right, whatever.

I'm going to take another nap.

- Another one?

- It was a nightmare.

I mean, I'd never seen Steph like that before,

or any player for that matter.

Of course, back in my day, if you so much as pouted,

Michael Jordan would punch you in the face.

- And that's when things officially

went from a Stephenomic recession

to a full-blown depression.

See, I wrote "depression," and I circled it.

- I low-key started looking into grad school.

[all chanting indistinctly]

- They say the best shooters have to have no memory

to forget all the misses, the bad times.

[indistinct chatter]

- Way to go, men.

Ahh!

The slumps happen when you forget the makes,

when you forget the good times.

You remember this place?

- Do you remember this place?

- You're right.

I used to celebrate those wins with little too much Brio.

- Any Brio to celebrate a kid's basketball win

is too much Brio.

- Your mom had just passed away.

- Here we go.

- Well, I shouldn't make excuses.

But she had just passed away.

- That's an excuse. - She had a heart attack

right in front of me, but--

- I remember.

- I'm just telling you why I celebrated with too much Brio.

- Hey, are you Danny Grossman?

- I was in another life.

- Well, are you still? 'Cause I got your order.

- [laughs]

Hey, what do you say we get a stack of pancakes

just like the old days? - Not hungry. Let's go.

- Well, wait. We have to make one more stop.

- Where? - Come on, let's go.

Knees up.

- Young phenom Danny Grossman has

the Charlotte Christian Knights rolling into the

district championship.

Nothing can stop them now.

[cheers and applause]

[gentle music]

* *

* *

- We had some pretty good times here, huh?

- Oh, yeah.

I was the man.

- Literally.

Get it?

Because you were two years older than everyone.

- Ha, ha, ha. - [laughs]

- Very funny.

- Here you go, Coach.

Bring it back before anyone notices.

- You got it, Stan.

- So what, you're just going to bring Steph his old jersey,

and then that's magically going to fix him?

That's your plan? - It's not magic.

It's sports psychology.

You know, big-time athletes,

they forget what it's like to just go out

and play like when they were kids.

- Whatever.

- Thought you might want this too,

your old championship banner.

* *

- I'm really sorry, son.

* *

* *

Can you ever find it in your heart to forgive me?

* *

- No. - Really?

You're a father now, too.

You haven't made any mistakes you wish you could do over?

* *

- Come on. Steph's waiting.

- But wait.

We-- we have to make one more stop.

- Where? - At our old house.

We-- we-- we-- we have to get some-- some grass--

some grass clippings from the cracks--

- Oh my god.

- --in the-- in the driveway where you guys

used to practice to trigger Steph's sense memory.

- This isn't about Steph or the jersey at all.

This is about you.

- No, it's about you. - No, it's about you.

- Steph's overextending on his follow-through.

It's the same thing he did when we changed

his shot in the sixth grade.

I could have fixed it in five minutes, but I--

I thought it was a chance for you and me

to spend some time together.

Maybe we could get to know each other again.

- I don't need to get to know you.

I know you.

You're a liar, bub.

- Danny, please.

- Fine, you know what?

I will forgive you.

And you can have your precious amends with your boy.

All you got to do is beat me at one-on-one.

But if I win, you get out of my life forever,

and I never hear from you again.

- I can't gamble at all.

I'm in the program. It's--

- That sounds like a forfeit. You lose.

- Where are you going? - Home.

- Well, how am I supposed to get home?

- Take an Uber.

- To Milwaukee?

I can't take an Uber to Milwaukee.

That's impractical.

[gentle music]

* *

- [sighs]

That was crazy.

- I feel like this is that part of the night where maybe you're

going to, like, give me a wet willy or a titty twister

or something. I just want to get ahead of it.

I'm a little confused. - OK.

- We keep going on these great dates,

and I feel like we're getting closer, but then you pull away.

- OK, simp.

[laughs]

- Like that, and I was just going to say,

you don't have to do that.

I actually prefer it if you didn't.

- Yeah, no.

Yeah, you're right.

I have too many intimacy issues anyway, and--

- That's not what I'm saying. - We should just call it quits.

You deserve better. - No.

Wait, Sam, that's not what I was--

[somber music]

- [scoffs]

[sirens wailing]

- Hey, sailor, you look like you could use a friend.

- Thanks, Krista, maybe another time, OK?

[horns honking]

[trolley bell dinging]

[basketball bouncing]

- You got this, SC. Come on.

- Oh my gosh.

Hey, yo, hit me, Kimberly. Let me get that back.

Oh, shoot.

Ahh!

- Finally.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Where's Mitch?

- Mitch is a fucking kook.

Just tell Steph that I tried.

- You tell him. - No offense, but isn't it

your job to tell him stuff?

- Tell me what?

- Yeah, Danny, tell him what?

- I just-- I saw the game the other night,

and I think maybe you're-- you're overextending

on your follow-through.

Your release point's a little low.

- What? - Really?

- Stephen, don't pay him any mind.

- It's like sixth grade when you changed your shot.

- No, you don't--

- Seems like the same situation.

- Shut up.

You don't know shit about basketball.

You weren't good. You were grown.

- You're just mad that I didn't take you to the Spring Fling.

- Danny. Danny, I fucked Michael B. Jordan last week.

You think I give a shit about the 1998 Spring Fling?

- Yeah well, Michael B. disappointed.

- Uh, no, Michael B. satisfied, believe me.

- Yeah, well, Michael B. lying, believe me.

- Oh, really?

OK, then why Michael B. texting me right now?

- Because, Michael B. itching down there and is thinking

that you may be the cause.

- Michael B.-- - Danny! Danny!

You're a genius, bro. - Really?

- You fixed it.

Look, right there. Look at that.

- Come on. We are back. - Come on. We're back, baby.

Let's go.

- Hey, that's what I'm talking about.

You're overextending.

That's all it was?

- I love you, Stephen Curry. - I love you, Danny Grossman.

Come on.

We're back, baby. We're back.

- I'm just glad this slump is over.

- Oh, yeah! - Oh, sorry, dude.

I am thick. I'm wide.

You all right?

[elevator dings]

- When Steph wins, we all win.

That's how Stephenomics works.

- Now Davis, 5 to shoot, Curry, 3-pointer's up.

- Yes! Let's go, SC. Let's go.

He's back.

We all back, baby. Yeah!

What slump? What slump?

- Curry comes free.

Curry wide-open 3. Got it!

Curry from downtown.

- Whatever.

Mitch is a good basketball coach.

I will give him that, but he is a horrible everything else.

- What happened to the plan to tell

Stephen that Charlie was cured once you

got him out of the slump?

- What?

Oh, yeah, I'm still going to tell him.

[scoffs] I just--

I don't want to ruin the moment for Stephen.

You know, plus, I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one

who doesn't want all this to end.

What's a few more days?

[gentle music]

[phone dings]

* *

- That sauce on the other one was so good.

- Me too. I love it.

- Like that-- it was like the white sauce was really good.

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

- Wait, why do we have these again?

Where do we get all these?

- Let's go live to Steph Curry's postgame interview.

- Oh.

- Yeah, of course it feels good to break out of a slump.

But at the end of the day,

there are way more important things in the world

than the game of basketball.

- True, Steph. - Eh.

- Tonight was for you, Charlie Grossman.

My friend, Danny Grossman's daughter, Charlie,

is fighting for her life.

We're playing a charity basketball game in her honor.

And so I'm calling on all of my fans

around the world to please join me.

Please, let's help her fight.

Charlie may be dying, but it won't be in vain.

- Why does Steph Curry think that I'm dying?

Am I dying?

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