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Fuck!

Shut up!

Don't you wish you had a cock...

this big?

Yes, goddess.

But you could never have a cock this big

because you are a weak little man.

I know. I'm weak.

What are you doing?

Please, goddess. Let me have it.

You want me to let you suck it?

Yes, I wanna suck it.

You know, the more successful a man is,

the more a little bitch they really are.

So you want me to let you suck it?

Yes, goddess, please let me suck it.

Why?

Because I'm a little faggot.

Only if you show me how deep you can go.

Okay. Okay.

Kiss it.

Open your mouth.

You were given every opportunity
to cooperate with us.

What's that?

Doesn't look like
travel and leisure to me.

Yeah. You know all about
travel and leisure,

marrying a rich girl.

What's the latest with Pizzagate 2.0?

I'm just trying to do
some actual reporting.

Well, if I were you,
I would take it easy

on those late night 4chan binges.

Starting to wear on your face.

Do any of you
wanna guess why I'm here today?

Let me ask you a question.

Find that interesting?

Not so much, huh?

How about now?
Is that interesting?

Still not doing it for you.
Right?

Let's keep omitting.

Deleting.

How about that?

A big "fuck you" right in your face.

You bet your ass that
gets your attention, right?

Makes you feel something, doesn't it?

That's all it takes
to write an effective headline,

which most of you in this room
have already forgotten.

Middle finger was always there,
right there.

But it didn't get your attention

until it removed the surrounding context.

And then it became something
else entirely, didn't it?

That's how you write a headline.

It's just a small piece of a hole.

And your job depends on
finding the middle finger.

Getting rid of the rest.
Just find the middle finger.

Here's your headline.

I grew up in a house that had a
black anthill in the front yard.

Red ants in the backyard,
black ants in the front yard.

My dad gave me a jar one day and he said,

"Put a hundred black ants,
a hundred red ants in the jar."

And we sat 'em on the counter
and we looked at 'em,

just watched 'em.

And then he said,

"Now pick up that jar
and shake it violently."

Those little fuckers
started killing each other.

Let me answer the question.
What am I doing here today?

I'm here to tell you
to shake the goddamn jar!

Or I fucking will!

- Hey, babe.
- Hey, feature hubby.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was in the area meeting
with the florist and I thought

I'd stop by and drop off
some samples and surprise you.

Aw!

Cute presents from you, babe.

And I will check these out,

but I really gotta get back to work.

The boss man is in, and...

just really not the best day to drop by.

Oh, okay.

Sorry, I was just right here,
so I thought it'd surprise you.

No, no, no.
Don't be sorry. Okay?

It's-- I totally understand.

Okay. Well, have a great day,
and I'll see you at home.

- Okay. Love you.
- Love you more.

Mm-hmm.

"I love you."

"No, I love you more."

Mr. Henry, sorry to interrupt.

I just wanted to say thank you, sir,

for bumping me from local to national.

Who are you?

I'm David Gilligan.

I just got promoted from
local to national daytime,

and I just wanted to say thank you, sir.

Well, I didn't hire you,
so there's no need to thank me.

Don't fuck it up.

Well, of course not, sir.

I've been working my entire career

for this kind of opportunity.

'Cause I'll tell you something, snowflake.

It's hard for a white guy
to find a job these days.

Um...

I'm joking.

You-- you-- you got me.

- Get out.
- Yes, sir.

Death and dues.

Dues and death.

Death and dues.

Dues and death.

Death and dues. Dues and death.

Death and dues.

Dues and death. Death and dues.

Dues and death.

Death and dues.

We are rejuvenated by
the blood of the innocent.

With this bounty of blood
we set for renewed

with vitality and strength.

We know not of mercy
because it is losers' virtue.

Bow your head.

I present you this scarf,
Michael Turnbridge.

Although you will wear it for many years,

I look forward to the day
you spill blood of your own

in service of our mission

and earn your red scarf.

When that day comes...

Zane will welcome you as his son.

So I just tried
to put River to bed, right?

And you know what he said to me?
He goes, "No, Daddy,

I want Sofia to read me
my bedtime story tonight."

Really? He did?

Oh, yeah. He did.

You know what else he said?

He said, "Daddy,
why doesn't she read to me?

Does she not love me anymore?"

You sure didn't add
that last part for effect?

I mean, it might
not have been his exact words,

but he said to some extent.

Come on. You know he loves
when you read to him.

I know, babe.
And I love reading to him too.

But I have so much work to do.

Like, work-work,
or obsessive-side-project work?

It's not an obsessive side project, Ben.

It's called investigative journalism.

Investigative journalism.
That's right.

Okay, let me-- let me ask you something.

And I'm not trying to be a dick,

so please don't take this the wrong way.

What makes you think that you're gonna

tie these crimes together
before the police?

Yeah, because cops are basically

the most intelligent people
on the planet, right?

All I'm saying is if you look hard enough

at anything for long enough,
you will find dots to connect.

But that doesn't necessarily
mean that they should.

So you actually think that an escort

is capable of all of this?

Killing ultra-wealthy men

for a and some pocket cash? Really?

Crashing hotel surveillance systems,

using VPNs to communicate with victims,

DNA splattered everywhere but no priors?

This is some high-level,
extremely organized

political or corporate warfare.

Have you ever seen this?

Take a $20 bill...

...and you fold it into a plane.

You can see the Twin Towers on 9/11.

All I'm saying is
you're gonna find anything

you look hard enough for.

Please be careful.

Are you ready for bed?

I want bedtime stories.

I know, sweetie, but I'm so busy.

I have so much work to do tonight.

Please.

How about your dad reads for you tonight

and I'll do it tomorrow.

- I promise.
- Why not tonight?

Did you know that you're the cutest boy

in the whole world?

Yes.

Okay. Pirates or dinosaurs?

Dinosaurs.

"And there was a little dinosaur

named Jack."

What?

Nothing.

I said drop it!

Drop it!

I said drop it.

Uh-uh. Stay.

Mm-hmm.

Go get it.

Who's a good boy?

I'm a good boy.

You deserve a treat.

Yes, goddess. I'd love a treat.

Okay.

- But only one.
- Uh-huh.

- Yeah?
- I promise.

You know, you listen so good
for being such a dumb dog.

Please, goddess, can I have another treat?

- Oh.
- Uh-huh.

One is not enough for you?

Never is.

Turn around.

One more time.

Wiggle your tail.

Not that tail.

Okay. You're being a good boy?

Do you want a belly rub?

Yes, I'd love a belly rub.

You know, you deserve
that other treat now.

Yeah.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

You're the real treat.

Stay.

Time for W-A-L-K.

How badly do you want it?

So fucking bad.

Are you sniffing my ass
to see if I'm friendly?

Uh-huh.

You forgot so quickly what Zane did

to make you a movie star, didn't you?

You bite the hand that fed you.

Bad dog!

You're so fucking hot.

You taste so good.

Should we go back home?

I-- I can't tonight.
I can't tonight.

- Why?
- Mmm--

What?

Why are you being so weird?

- Huh?
- Why are you being so weird?

Nothing. I think I just saw
a colleague of mine.

So what?

Because it's-- it's--
it's unprofessional for me

to be out drinking late
when I have work in the morning.

Is that your car?

- Yeah. It's right there.
- Okay.

- Get in.
- Okay.

What's up, man?
Here, it's for you.

No, it's all good, bro. Keep it.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah. It's all set.

- Thank you, sir.
- All right, man.

The details remain unclear

but what we do know is

authorities have not ruled out foul play.

As the story unfolds,
viewer discretion is advised.

It appears that action star
Wendell Pierce

was involved in extreme
deviant sexual behavior,

commonly known as BDSM.

He was allegedly found in
nothing but thong underwear

and a dog collar around his neck,

which is most likely the cause of death

due to strangulation pending
an autopsy in coroner's report.

Pierce is survived by his wife Bethany

and two little girls.

Our hearts go out to them.

Stay tuned for additional
coverage on Channel 8

as details emerge
surrounding this tragedy.

- Top of the morning.
- Morning.

What's new?

Nothing.

Are you sure?

I don't know. You tell me.

Your hair is naturally
on the darker side. Huh?

Excuse me?

What didn't you understand
about the question?

So you came over here
to question me about my hair

not being naturally blonde?

What did you do last night?

Why are you being such a creep?

I am being a creep?

You seem really tense
over a couple simple questions.

I'm not tense at all.

So where were you last night?

Oh.

I didn't tell you?

I was at the salon.

Dyeing my hair.

I'm serious.
Where were you last night?

I went home,
I had dinner with my family,

and then I came back here to work.

Is that okay with you?

You came back here last night?

Yes.

Why?

I just told you, to work.

I thought I saw you downtown last night.

You know I don't go out, so.

Hmm, yeah, 'cause
you're so innocent, right?

I feel like some people, especially in HR,

might find this to be...

harassment.

A feminist quick
to pull the harassment card.

Shocking.

And if you were Black,

you'd be saying
I'm a racist too, right?

I have work to do.

What, you didn't get it
all done last night?

While you were here?

Whatever you think you're onto about me

is a waste of time.

So just drop it.

I don't want you going
too far down the rabbit hole.

It's starting to wear on your face.

What's up, man?

You decided you wanted your change?

- Nah, it's all you, bro.
- Okay.

But I was hoping you could do me a favor.

What's up?

I need the security footage from out front

when I was here last night.

Damn, something happen to your car?

No, no. Nothing like that.
I mean, I'm not mad at all.

I-- I just need the footage.

Wish I could help you,

but I don't really have
nothing to do with that.

I get it, and I'd be happy to--

Yo, look,
I would love to take your money

and give it to my man
who works at security,

but the footage is gone.

Ah, cops have it from the actor that died.

- No backup internally?
- Between me and you...

look, they don't even have it.

The cops was here all morning.

Apparently the camera system was down.

They think it's on some real
life Jason Bourne type shit.

I did not tell you this.

You didn't tell me what?

What?

I-- I just said,
"You didn't tell me what?"

I wasn't here now.

My man.

Uh, last question.

Do you recognize
this chick from last night?

She's got, like,
short, darker hair now, though.

Uh, nah, I didn't see her here.

Well, take a closer look.

Yeah, bro.
I don't recall seeing her here.

I wish I could be more help.

- All right. Thanks, man.
- All right.

Our problem in Australia
has been resolved, gentlemen.

Thanks in large part
to the excellent work of Theda.

You stand before us
only for the grace of Zane.

Man of unparalleled pragmatism.

He spared your life because he
saw the value in training you.

He blessed you with this opportunity,

and with each mission completed,

our confidence in you grows.

Theda, please step forward.

Repeat after me.

- I'm an eager servant.
- I'm an eager servant.

I will always do what is asked of me.

I will always do what is asked of me.

I'm humbled by the sacrifices

made by the great men who surround me.

I am humbled by the sacrifices

made by the great men who surround me.

Now bow your head in servility.

Accept this scarf.

And now let's head back upstairs
and enjoy the party.

Superstar has arrived.

- What's good?
- You're late.

No guns, right, guys?

Now quick pat to make sure.

Yo, that's my phone.
I ain't with that.

Unfortunately, you're gonna have to be,

'cause it's in everyone's best interest.

Yours too.

Got a little welcome gift for you

in the other room from Zane.

Can you show these guys
around the party, please?

Yes, sir.

Damn. Okay.

You boys don't fuck around
when they come to hospitality.

We don't fuck around
when it comes to anything.

I see.

Hey, get yourself settled.
All right?

But don't leave us waiting.

Say less. I appreciate you.

Damn.
Let me get a little preview.

♪ Bad bitches ain't good ♪

"Bad Bitches Ain't Good"
is literally my favorite song.

- Is that right?
- Mm-hmm.

Let me help you with that.

Turn around.
Bring that ass over here.

- Yo, bro!
- Yo, chill.

Man, give me a second.

Open the fuckin' door, my nigga.

Fuck!

Yo, nigga,
what the fuck is wrong with you?

My nigga, you got me fucked up

bringing me to some Epstein Island shit.

What Epstein island shit?

You see what the fuck
I got going on in here?

I would tell you to come outside, but,

dude, this shit is fucking disgusting.

Damn. On God like that?

Shit like a fuckin' horror movie.

I ain't no nigga to be dying first.

All good, guys?

- Nah, not really.
- Not really?

Nah, nah.
Every-- everything good.

Come on, man.
Let's get this party started.

Yeah. Wanna party?

♪ Dum di di di di, dum di di di di ♪

♪ Dum di di dum di di dum ♪

♪ Motherfucker, here I come ♪

♪ I'm your scarecrow ♪

♪ Dum di di di di, dum di di di di ♪

♪ Dum di di dum di di dum ♪

♪ Now don't play dumb ♪

♪ I am a scarecrow ♪

♪ And I come to you, baby ♪

♪ In the middle of the night ♪

♪ I come to you, baby ♪

♪ I stir up everything
till everything's all right ♪

♪ I come to you, baby ♪

♪ I'm a shadow in the night ♪

What's the theme behind all this?

I don't know. It's a little
get-together to honor a friend.

Come on, man.

Like, what's this all about?

Look, I'm typically not
one to make assumptions,

but I have a very hard time believing

that you don't know
exactly what this means.

I ain't tripping.

But I'm gonna just have to
give you all that money back.

And what if we don't accept that?

I mean, shit, that's on y'all.

I'm sure you gentlemen are smart enough

to gather these aren't the type of men

that you want a problem with.

Yo, my man, we get down too.

Don't be saying like shit that.

Okay.

Can you hang tight for a second, then?

Let me see what I can do for you?

Trust that you won't do anything unwise.

Yeah.

♪ I'm your scarecrow ♪

He's saying he's super uncomfortable

and they're trying to get out of here.

Not good.

I love this song.

Tell him they may leave.

Okay.

Yeah.

But he must personally apologize to Zane,

and it'll be an insult to us
to send the money back.

Okay.

♪ I'm your scarecrow ♪

Got some great news for you boys.

I've been given permission
to allow you to leave so long as

you personally apologize to Zane
and make it right.

And they have made it very clear

that it would be an insult
of you to send the money back.

Got it?

- So we're good.
- All right, then.

♪ Dum di di di di ♪

♪ Dum di di dum di di dum ♪

♪ Motherfucker, here I come ♪

♪ I'm your scarecrow ♪

♪ Your scarecrow ♪

I'm sorry to see you leave so soon.

Man, I-- I...

No need to explain.

And you and Zane,

you really seemed to hit it off, huh?

I mean, look at you.

Old pals having the time of their lives.

Here you go.
Little souvenir from me to you.

- Nah, I'm cool. You can keep it.
- I have my own copies.

Show the gentlemen out.

Theda, this is your aunt Alonya.
Say hi.

- Hi.
- Hi, Theda.

You're so cute.
How old are you now?

Theda, your aunt asked you
a question. Answer her.

Four.

You're so tall for only four years old.

- What do you say, Theda?
- Thank you.

Why don't you go inside?

I have a present in there waiting for you.

I really wish you would think about this.

Alonya, I want you to
stop talking and listen to me.

Don't tell her
I'm not coming back

until she feels happy
and comfortable in here.

- She needs her father.
- This is the only way.

Thank you.

Governor Hughes, he checks all the boxes.

You know, he's a--

he's an army vet that, uh...

understands brotherhood,
smart, studied law.

He's like a fucking
American success story.

You know, poor Black kid
that climbed up the ladder.

Reliable.

Perfect little family.

I mean, his wife drives a fucking minivan.

I mean, how great is that?

Passionate, you know,
anxious to be part of the chain.

I think he's perfect.
I think he--

I think he, uh--
He's like a Starburst, you know?

He's not too soft, not too hard, you know?

Perfectly fuckin' molded.

And that all could be a good thing

or a bad thing.

We got anybody that's close to him?

I can have
Maxwell arrange a dinner.

- They are well-acquainted.
- Okay, good.

Make sure you have
Theda waiting for him.

Zane.

He's a squeaky-clean governor

with an image to protect.

He's not going to go up to a hotel room.

So we'll do it at the house.

We got a chef.
We got cigars. We got girls.

Don't worry about Theda.
She's gonna do her fucking job.

Oh!

God fucking damn it!

Don't ever get old, man.
It fuckin' sucks.

Yeah.

Yeah. All right.

Anyway...

after dinner, he's gonna know
that we're gonna make him

the president of the United States.

Let's get it done.

Hey, man.

Hey, how you doing?

Good.
Can you please do me a favor?

Can you export office
security footage from the office

from Monday night
around 8:00 p.m.. to 1:00 a.m..?

- Okay. Sure. No problem.
- All right.

Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I-- I just don't wanna make

any false accusations against anyone,

but I'm pretty sure someone
from the overnight crew

swiped my headphones.

Ah!

- I hate it when that happens.
- Right?

Yeah, well, I can put it
on a thumb drive for you.

Perfect. Thank you.

I'll bring it over later today.

- You're the man.
- You're the man, Dave.

Okay, now inhale to lengthen.

Again, inhale to lengthen.

Deep inhale.

Relax. Let it all go.

Again, deeper.

And let it go.

Beautiful.

Good.

Now find the line of energy...

articulate your vertebrae,

and send the energy
out through your fingertips.

And release.

Surrender to the pose.

Hey, hey. What's going on?

Don't fucking touch me!

Okay. Calm down.
I'm just-- just talk to me.

Don't ever fucking
tell me to calm down again.

- Okay. What is wrong?
- My man, we got a problem?

We're good. This is my fiancée.

We're just working through something.

Hey. Hey. Are you okay?

- Dude, can you just fuck off?
- Fuck off?

I was just trying to help you.
All right?

Clearly you're a crazy bitch,

so he's the one that needs some help.

- Just-- Hey, hey.
- Fuck you!

I'm gonna break
your fucking face off, bitch!

- Please, please. Hey, hey, hey.
- Control your dog, bro.

- What the fuck is that?
- All right, thank you.

Thank you.
You're no help at all.

Would you bring us

another bottle of bourbon, please?

You gentlemen really can drink.

I always told my mother
that joining a fraternity

wasn't a total waste of time.

Oh, what a fraternity it is.

25-year-old Rip Van Winkle.

We're drinking a schoolteacher's salary

over the course of dinner.
Thank you, darling.

Hey, come on.
I'm a public servant as well.

- You're a public servant?
- Yes, sir.

- That's what you are?
- Indeed.

I don't think so.

I think you're being too modest.

I guess
I'm a public servant too.

- Is that so?
- Yes, sir.

I could be anywhere
in the world right now,

but I'm not.

I'm right here.

And do you know why?

Because of this man.

He believes in you.

He thinks you're it.

The next Barack Obama, if you will.

A great unifier for our country,

these divided states of America.

A man we most desperately need.

You know,
William Shakespeare said that,

"All the world's a stage..."

Each man and woman merely players...

with entrances and exits.

And during the course

of every man's life...

he'll play many parts.

What part do you think I play?

Well, you strike me as
the kind of man that...

plays whatever part he wants.

Not exactly.

The director.

I own the whole fuckin' theater.

From one public servant to another.

Salut.

To you, Governor.

To the next president
of the United States.

I think this is the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.

Salut.

Salut.

It was really great to meet you, Governor.

- Likewise.
- Thank you for coming.

You know,
I must confess, when, uh...

Maxwell asked me to consider you

for our little fraternity that, uh...

I was a bit concerned.

Publicly, to me,

you present as idealistic and hardheaded.

And that for me is
poor qualities for a president.

Rather, they belong to,
you know, the beautiful,

perennial losers such as, uh, Mr. Sanders.

There's no such thing
as a fair fight, Governor.

We fight to win.

Now,
I want you to reassure me...

I'm investing in a winner.

Well, I didn't come

this far...

to only come this far.

Yes.

I believe that.

Gentlemen, I, uh,

appreciate the candor

and your shared belief
in me as a candidate.

But I should get going.

All right. Well, very well.

But, uh, you must promise
to let me throw you

an event before the primary.

- I really couldn't impose.
- No, no imposition.

This house is free.
It's yours to use.

It's like my frat house.

Wow. Okay. I, um...

Yes?

I might have to take you up on that.

Terrific. It's settled, then.

Theda, show the governor
around the grounds,

make sure he finds
our humble place suitable

for one of his benefit dinners.

And see him to his car

and make sure he has a bottle
of bourbon to take with him.

That's really okay.

I'm afraid I insist.

Yes.

We're friends.

They say you're
going to be the next president.

That's the plan.

You've got my vote.

You don't even know what I stand for.

I do.

And you should never
talk yourself out of a sale.

Smart girl.

Plus, you're very handsome, so that helps.

Thank you. I've been told
it doesn't hurt the cause.

Do you want to hear
my real estate agent pitch?

Of course.

And last, we have our master bedroom--

oh, I meant the owner suite--

with interiors by ,

which has been optimized with flow.

With private foyer,

allowing a gentle entrance

and an added layer of privacy.

This suite boosts 14-foot ceilings,

panoramic views throughout,

and an open-concept bath with relaxation .

So how did I do?

Ten out of ten.

So do you want it?

'Cause there's nothing I wouldn't do

to help convince you.

Oh, you are very good...

...at this.

Oh...

you have no idea how good.

Did I mention the camera shoots 4K?

You fucking set me up?

Just enjoy it.
You're already fucked.

- Hey, bud.
- Hey, Dave.

Don't mean to interrupt.

I just wanna remind you
about the footage I requested.

Oh, yeah.

I put it on your desk the other day.

But I never got it.

Weird.

Are you sure?

I don't think so.
I'll check again.

Sofia.

Wow.

How do you get any work done
sitting next to her all day?

Oh, was she there when you dropped it off?

Oh, yeah.

What a beautiful specimen.

Yeah, she's really hot.

Hey, you think she's single?

I gotta get back to work.

I'll let you know
if I still can't find it.

All right, Dave.

- You are the man, Dave.
- You're the man.

The man.

Babe, what's wrong?

You know Sofia from work, right?

The blonde Russian slut that
sits next to my future husband?

Yeah, I do.

Blonde slut?
What are you talking about?

Why are you, like, defending her?

You're seriously mad
that I called her a slut?

I mean, isn't she?

I-- I have no idea.

Okay.
Well, why did you bring her up?

You remember a few weeks ago

when Wendell Pierce
was found dead in a hotel

with the whole BDSM thing?

Yeah. What about it?

Well, I was there at the hotel that night

and I saw her there.

- It was right after the murder.
- Wait. Whoa. Whoa.

You went to a BDSM party?

God, I have one,

one threesome with you,

and now you're going to
BDSM parties?

No! No. Chill.

What the fu-- what
the fuck are you talking about?

I was at the hotel bar with Bryce

because he just closed a huge deal.

So I met up with him and some of the guys

for drinks after work to celebrate.

Yeah, exactly, the night that
you called me to tell me

that you're working late
and canceled dinner with me?

- That night.
- Okay.

I did work late that night.

Well past dinner. So just relax.

Okay, the guys were out celebrating,

so I decided to have one drink
with them on the way home.

- That's it. Okay?
- Fine.

So I'm waiting for my car at the valet.

I saw her leaving the hotel
the night of the murder,

wearing a black wig,
knee-length black leather coat,

and black leather boots.

Okay. So I was wrong about her.

She's not a slut.

Just a fucking whore.

Maybe, but that's not the point.

Okay? She has this--

this obsession with this
Illuminati occult type of shit

that she's always reading about

and asking me weird questions
at work about our boss.

And she thinks that he's involved

with this secret society
that runs the world, yada-yada.

But I realized she's trolling.

- How is she trolling?
- She's part of it.

She's an assassin
for whoever the group is.

Think about it.

A movie star ends up dead at the hotel

and the surveillance system
goes down that night?

Convenient. Right?

Security systems malfunction all the time.

Coincidences do happen, David.

No, they don't. Not like this.

So I went up to her at work the next day.

I said, "What'd you do last night?"

She says, "I went home for dinner

and then I came back to the office

to get some extra work done."

So I found the security footage.

But sure enough, she was at the office

during those hours.

Okay. Well.

Obviously you mistook
one whore for another.

It's really not that complicated.

Why do you seem like you're so
obsessed with her or something?

Babe, I am not obsessed with her at all.

I could give a shit about her.

I know it was her
leaving the hotel that night.

I need you to be
really honest with me here.

- Are you doing cocaine again?
- Are you serious?

You sound like a coked-out lunatic

spinning conspiracy theories.

Wow. Thank you for the cuntish low blow.

But no, I haven't done drugs in years.

So let me be completely
fucking clear with you.

I know it was her
leaving the hotel that night.

Okay, you are really
starting to freak me out now.

You literally seem like
you have lost your mind.

Maybe that's it.

Yeah!

Maybe I've lost my fucking mind.

Yeah!

My name's David
and I've lost my fucking mind.

Hey, everybody!

Good afternoon, everybody.

You know, I truly
appreciate all the hard work

and all the hours you've spent
on the election reform bill.

I am incredibly proud of each of you.

And with that said,
out of respect for all of you,

our team,

well, I feel compelled
to share with you first

that I will not be signing the bill.

I know many of you have questions,

and I will be fielding questions

from the press court momentarily,

and I will field questions from any of you

at a later date
that have not been addressed.

Keep up the great work.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

So it's just back to work as usual?

Are you guys okay with this?

You don't just work
so hard on something for months

that you fundamentally agree with,

and then in the eleventh hour you decide,

"Hmm, as a matter of fact,

I'm actually not gonna support
a reform bill that I initiated.

Oh, and before I go,

fuck you all and keep up the great work."

This is insane!

Jake, just breathe.

I'm just as upset as you are.

But right now is not the time
to let our emotions run high.

No, no, no, this is exactly the time

to be letting our emotions run high.

You know that this is a game.
This isn't new to you.

This isn't just playing
some political game, okay?

This is bullshit,
and I'm not biting my tongue.

What if he's running for president?

What if he wins?

He's clearly trying
to work across the aisle

for some reason,
and we have to trust that.

With all due respect, Sara...

I wouldn't give a fuck

if he was making a presidential run.

This is fucked up.

I am not sure if you know,
but I was given credentials

for Governor Hughes's
press conference today.

It's the first I've heard of it.

- Congrats.
- Thanks.

I actually wrote an editorial
on election reform for Vox,

and I guess the producer
just thought of me.

Cool.

I don't know, I thought
maybe we could drive together.

Get on the same page.

Yeah, sure.

With that being said,

I'm sure my decision to exercise
my gubernatorial power of veto

may come as a surprise.

And with that, I open up
the floor for questions.

Governor Hughes, what do you
have to say to your constituency

that are disappointed in your decision?

That I have carefully considered

and weighed all options of the issue.

But this was not made in haste.

After much deliberation and...

introspection,

it is clear to me that
despite legitimate concerns

of voting integrity,
inclusion is paramount.

Next question.

Sir!

Assuming you're running for reelection,

do you think that
this will cost you votes,

or are you positioning yourself

for a presidential run as a moderate?

I have no idea how voters will react.

I hope they will continue
to believe in me.

However, no decision I make

is dictated by party pressure.

Especially during such polarizing times

when any sole decision
can alienate an entire group.

As an African-American man,

was this last-minute change of heart

influenced in any way by
the notion that voter ID laws

disproportionately affect people of color?

My concerns have always been

to serve the people who've elected me.

All of them.

I believe that
certain issues transcend race,

and I believe that voting...

is one of them.

Do you not find voter ID laws

to be a form of racially
motivated voter suppression?

Voter ID laws can unintentionally make it

nearly impossible to vote

for disenfranchised or marginalized people

such as the elderly,
people with disabilities,

and now folks living in severe poverty,

most of whom happen to be people of color.

All right, we're 25 seconds out.

Add "discriminatory" to the chyron.

- Where do you want it?
- In the fucking chyron!

So it reads, "Governor Hughes blocks

discriminatory voter ID bill."

Okay, got it. Yeah. Just--

Yeah. It's the chyron. Just...

We're going live in
five, four, three, two...

In an unexpected turn of events,

Governor Hughes
called a press conference today

to announce that he intends to veto

the discriminatory voter ID bill

that he was scheduled
to sign into law tomorrow.

The veto comes as a devastating blow

to the Republican Party

just months before the state Senate race.

Voter ID laws have long
been proven to discriminatory

by disproportionately
affecting people of color

in a desperate attempt to maintain power

in disenfranchised communities.

Stay tuned for more to come.

That's all the questions
I have time for today.

God bless and thank you.

Way to go.

So you work for Maxwell?

Yeah, I do.

Thank you so much for taking my questions.

Did he put you up to this?

No, not directly.

You know, it's a big corporation

and I've actually never had
the pleasure of meeting him.

Don't play dumb with me,
you Russian whore.

What's done is done.

Excuse me?

You think I wouldn't
recognize you in a blonde wig?

In a pap suit?

There is a special place in hell
for women like you.

- Governor Hughes said that?
- Yeah.

What, was it, like,
a big scene or something?

Is-- Did anyone else hear?

No, it wasn't a big scene at all.

Room full of people and no one heard.

And you wonder why I said
I won't talk to you about it.

I'm just trying to wrap my head around it.

Seems a little absurd, you gotta admit.

No, what you're doing is
implying that it's not true

because I'm the only one that heard.

Is that unreasonable?

You just told me that the governor

called you a Russian whore.

Well, he did.

Okay.

Sofia, I love you.

I think you are the smartest
and kindest person that I know.

But after the yoga thing
the other day, and now this,

I think that it's best
that you get back into therapy.

It was working so well for you before--

- What?
- Now you're having

dissociative episodes again, and I just--

You had to bring it up, huh?

I had one meltdown

and now you're gonna bring it up
every chance you get.

It's just a suggestion.

I don't try to understand
what's going on in your head.

I'm sorry.

You're probably happy
I had that yoga incident

so now you can paint me
as this mentally ill girl

who's obsessed with
her conspiracy theories, right?

Not trying to do that.

Maybe Sofia is fucked up, delusional.

Dr. Kingston was right.

Then we'll manage it together.

But you gotta start
taking care of yourself, okay?

Because you've been
burning the candle at both ends

with all of this bullshit down here.

It makes sense that all
of this is hitting you at once.

- Makes sense?
- Yeah.

Sofia. Sofia, no, no, no.

Hey, where are you going?

Honey, you've been--
you've been drinking.

Hey, sweetheart, sweetheart,

just come back in the house, please.

Hey, hey, hey.

Sorry, Mr. Ortega.

Women are complicated, huh?

Yeah, I know.

Good evening, Governor.

Can I help you?

Um, yeah, I'm just trying to
find a place to turn around.

No, back out.

Hey, sweetheart. I, uh, gotta
stop into this event real quick,

so I'll be home late. Okay.

Governor Hughes,
it's great to see you again.

Celebrations are in order.

Thank you.

Uh...

I've recognized you from before,

but I didn't catch your name.

It's great to see you again.

- Your name?
- I don't have one.

My dick is so big, it's gonna need it.

I swear to God.

- Oh, hello. Hello.
- Okay. Okay.

- Hughes! Hughes!
- We're so glad you're here.

- All right. All right.
- Governor Hughes!

- Okay.
- My man. Hey, how are you?

- Welcome.
- All right.

- So fuckin' proud of you.
- All right.

You did good. You know that?

You did really fuckin' good!

- The star of the night!
- You're the fuckin' big--

And people really believe
what he had to say.

- I certainly hope so.
- I believe it.

- We appreciate it.
- You did. They did.

Come on.
Come on, baby. Come on in.

By the way, we got you
all the way to the fucking top.

Because the winners
write history books, my friend.

Who writes history?

The winners write history books.

- We do.
- Yes!

- Whatever it takes. Hmm?
- Yeah.

What, uh...

what is the meaning of all this?

He's asking about meaning.
What meaning?

Well, because I kinda feel like
you guys are taunting me.

What are you doing?
You're not a governor right now.

You're not a politician.

You're just playing a politician.

Enjoy yourself.
You're one of us.

We got you, brother.

It's as if you're saying
that all politicians are whores.

Okay. You got me.

Oops. Secret's out.

They're whores, but that's
not their primary symbolism.

Their primary symbolism
is that they're ours.

They're our whores.

And we do whatever we like
with 'em. Go ahead, baby.

Know what I do?
These girls come,

I set all their fuckin' outfits
in the other room

and I let them pick.

They go in, they're like,

"I wanna be a fuckin' elephant whore."

Or "Oh, I think
I'm more of a donkey whore."

You know why?

'Cause people love the illusion
of choice, Governor.

But there's no such thing,

'cause we control it all.

These girls, at the end of the night,

they're gonna be whores,
and they're gonna be naked.

And for sure, 1,000%,

they're gonna get fucked.

It's not what I came
for tonight, gentlemen.

What have you come for?

What's the matter?
You like boys?

You want boys,
I'll get you boys.

You want girls, I'll get you--
You want kids?

I'll get you kids. I'll get you
whatever the fuck you want.

To talk business.

I wanna talk about
that path to the White House.

Fire these fuckin' girls.

All right, we'll talk business.

- All right.
- Ladies, thank you.

Listen up. Listen up.
Listen up. Listen up. Listen up.

Governor Hughes is here,

and he's gonna be the next president

of the United fucking States!

I am extremely happy.

This is a cause for a celebration.

Today was a great day.

It was a very crucial victory for us

in maintaining our voting operation.

And it's because of this man
right here, Governor Hughes.

Let's give him a round of applause.

I mean, loud!

But let me be the first

to welcome you with open arms.

We are extremely happy for you to join us.

This man...

is a great man.

He's a man of principle.

He's a family man with a wife

and three lovely children.

I believe it's three, isn't it, Governor?

Ah, for the good part.

The governor may be a great man,

but he's not perfect.

So for those of you who were concerned

about my decision
to bring him in so quickly,

let me assure you

that he has plenty of incentive

to remain trustworthy.

Isn't that right, Governor?

Sofia.

Oh.

Oh, come, come, come.

Oh, so nice to see you.

What a nice surprise.

It'll be so much easier to keep in touch

if you just let me get you a phone.

Oh.

Don't worry about me. I am fine.

In fact, I am great.

Look at you, huh?

How-- how are you?

I'm okay.

Just been busy with work.

Oh.

And, uh, Ben, a-- are you still with Ben?

How is that going?

Sofia?

Sorry, so many memories.

Ben is good.

We're actually getting married next year.

Oh!

Oh, I'm so happy for you.

- Thank you.
- Oh.

I-- I make you something to eat.

Something to drink. Yes?

Oh, I'm fine.
I'm fine. Thank you.

Oh, yes. Was long ride.

You look tired. Come, come.

We talk about these things tomorrow.

- Okay.
- I was going to bed anyway.

- Sounds good.
- Okay.

You lied to me.

Where-- where is this coming from, Sofia?

We haven't seen each other in a few years.

Have you ever had a friend
come up to you and tell you

they recently seen you
somewhere where you weren't?

I-- I can't say that I have.

How about a total stranger?

Have you ever had
a total stranger come up to you

because they think they fucked you?

I remember now.

When I used to ask you about her...

you said she's just
an imaginary friend, right?

And to be a big girl,

you have to let go
of your imaginary friends.

You made me think that I was crazy.

Nobody knew about my twin sister...

but you did.

I'm so sorry, Sofia.

I was only trying to protect you.

From what?

Your father...

is a very bad man.

"Is"?

Yes.

He's still alive.

He is part of a very powerful,

dangerous group of people

that controls everything.

To become a member,

you must sell your soul.

Tradition dictates that you must

sacrifice your firstborn as tribute.

Technically...

that was you.

Your mother die from internal bleeding...

complications of childbirth.

Your father, my nephew, Nikolai,

he could not live

with a constant reminder

by raising your twin.

So he pay to have an infant stolen

from the hospital nursery.

Once you girls were about four...

he realized he could not hide you forever.

So my sister cared for Theda...

and I took care of you.

Nikolai was concerned
that if he did not separate you,

that you would help
each other remember too much.

That eventually you would
encourage each other

to dig into the past.

I did the best I could by you.

I fucking knew it.

I could feel it in my bones
I wasn't crazy.

And now that you know...

you go live your life.

Too late.

I feel like I'm having
more fun than you guys.

How do we change that?

What is it, Governor?

Look, I understand how this works.

- You do?
- Yes, I do.

But there are things that I can't do.

I gotta draw the line here.

Well, I understand there's
things that you can't do,

but this is something that you can do.

You're just telling me you won't do it.

I mean, there's
a pretty clear distinction.

Zane, we are not always
going to see eye to eye.

Now, I delivered on
the voting reform bill.

- Hmm?
- Yeah.

I'm a team player.

This is too much of an ask.

What do you mean we're not
always gonna see eye to eye?

That we are not always
going to see eye to eye.

It is natural to have disagreements.

That's part of doing business.

Okay.

Yeah.

I-- I see what you mean.

You know what? I think I got
a pair of shoes older than you.

Please, this is-- this isn't necessary.

- I can't hear you.
- Help!

Kinda hard to see eye to eye from here.

Pull-- pull-- pull.

You wanna come up?

Pull me up. Pull me the fuck up!

You wanna see eye to eye with me?

Please, please, please, please.

But you said you didn't
wanna see eye to eye always.

You said it was part of doing business.

- I understand.
- You sure?

- Yes, yes, yes, yes.
- All right, bring him up.

Pull me up. Yes, yes, yes.

Now you listen to me,
you little motherfucker.

You don't need to see eye to eye with me.

There's only one person that has eyes,

and that's me!

Now you put that fucking
announcement out by Friday,

or I'm gonna put your little sex tape out

and have Maxwell start
the pressmen calling

for your resignation.

Do we understand each other?

Are we on the same page,
Governor?

Have a nice day.

I love the way you negotiate.

I wanted to have you all together today...

to make good on the offer I extended

to answer any questions that
may not have been addressed

at the press conference.

So if any of you have...

any questions?

So when exactly did you
change your mind about this?

Just seems a little out of the blue.

I understand. Uh...

although it may have felt sudden...

it wasn't.

I know I'm not gonna
get a straight answer from you.

So truthfully, I don't
even know why I'm asking.

But who got to you, man?

'Cause there is no way
you make a decision like that

in the eleventh hour without
being compromised, right?

So what do they got on you?

See, y'all might think I'm crazy...

but he would've stopped me by now

if I wasn't telling the truth.

You may also be wondering,

"How am I so sure?

Why am I so angry?"

See, I can tell by
the looks on y'all faces,

you're thinking,
"What are you doing, Jake?

You are never gonna get
your recommendation letter."

But the reason I'm so sure...

is because
I'm the only person in this room

who comes from where he does--

the hood, the armpit of America.

And yet here I am.

I don't work my ass off,

harder than anybody here,

in the governor's office

participating in democracy
in a meaningful way.

Do y'all even have any idea

how goddamn insulting it is

to assume that people that
come from where I come from,

that look like me,

are too dumb or too poor

to get an ID?

Hell, we not even talking
about a driver's license.

We talking about
a free identification card.

The reason this country is so divided

is how can anybody trust in our leaders?

I mean this with the utmost respect, sir.

You have become everything
that you claim to despise.

And I swear to God...

it breaks my heart.

Good luck, Governor.

- What up?
- Not much.

- You coming?
- What?

You coming to Governor Hughes's
press conference today?

I guess not.
I didn't even know about it.

Aww, back to the minors.

What?
No pushback, no snide remark?

David, I've been going
through a lot lately.

So I don't wanna get into it with you.

Look, come on.
I'm just fucking with you.

Look, I like messing with you.

You're the only one in the office

that doesn't have a stick up their ass.

Thanks.

I'm credentialed plus one.

- Do you wanna come?
- Seriously?

Mmm. Yeah. Why not?

Okay.

Good afternoon.

Thank you all for coming
on such short notice.

Um...

It is with tremendous...

regret...

...that I stand here before you today,

not as a leader...

but as a cautionary tale of...

corruption and greed.

Your leaders...

the people actually governing you...

you've never heard of,

and you never will.

So, democratic process is a well-crafted

and sensible distraction.

That is how power is maintained.

Through leverage and--
and-- and special interest

that-- that--
that stoke up tension

and-- and...

it caused division.

I fell victim to it myself...

because I sold out my office
and violated my oath.

'Cause the drug of power is...

more tempting and addictive than heroin.

And, um...

to maintain that fix, you'll--

you'll do things that
you never thought you could.

So to my wife, Leslie...

and, uh, our three wonderful children...

you-- you-- you are e-- everything to me,

and I love you.

Sweetheart, if you are...

watching the TV...

please, turn it off.

Yeah, I got it.

Yeah. Well, what up?

I got some bad news.

What is it?

Governor Hughes just shot
himself in the face on live TV.

He did?

Fuckin' dramatic.

Yeah.

How do you wanna spin this?

A lot of mental health awareness.

Set up a hotline, a chyron 24/7.

Say how awful it was,

that it was a preventable disease,

and, you know, discredit him, every turn.

You know, the usual shit.

All right, I like it.

Remember to gather his devices
and get them wiped.

- Okay?
- Of course.

And the wife,

she's gonna have
a very unfortunate car accident.

Wait a week till the shit blows over.

So you want it with

- or without the kids?
- Oh, with the kids.

Clean.

Without.

We're not animals.

All right.

Here's to seeing eye to eye, I guess.

Okay. The bag?

All right.

- Say goodbye.
- Bye.

Bye. Have a good day.

- Love you.
- Love you too.

- Bye.
- Love you.

- Love you.
- Love you.

Bye.

You shouldn't have followed me.

If they saw you, we'd both be dead.

Why don't you just run away?

Run away?

To where, Mars?

They run the whole entire world.

Politics, banking, media, tech.

It's called shadow government.

How did they find you
and not even know about me?

I was sent to our aunt Alonya,
you to her sister Mischa.

When I was 15,
Alonya died in a car accident.

Niko always kept an eye on us
from a distance.

After she died, he came back for me,

and it was one
of the worst days of my life.

He helped take care of me
for about one year.

Things seemed okay.

Apparently, he was being considered

for number one in the organization,

and they put him under surveillance.

That's when they found out about me.

And he admitted to offering
a false sacrifice as tribute.

He said the death of his wife
was too much to bear.

They were furious,
but understood his position.

They didn't let either of us
off easy, though.

All of them took turns raping me

for hours and hours.

And Niko was made to go last.

That's when they branded me
with their emblem.

Now I have everything I want.
Except my freedom.

That's a lot to process.

Even for a journalist.

Don't even think about writing about this.

Your boss, Maxwell, he's one of us.

If he finds out,

he would have us killed immediately.

Okay.

Let me show you something.

Wow.

I knew it was bad, but not this bad.

It's worse.
But you get the point.

We have to do something.

Not bad.

Don't you mean,
"You look so sexy, goddess"?

I can't wait to get those fuckers back.

Why do I have to be the one to go?

I'm a ghost and you're a civilian.

If anything happens to you,

it can't just get swept under a rug.

Plus, they need to see you

to know that
Niko lied all along.

What if they don't believe me?

Show them your neck.
No branding.

They'll know immediately.

They'll just kill me.

They won't.

Then they'll rape me like they did to you.

Maybe if you were
15 years younger, they would.

Listen, let's make them
cannibalize themselves for power

and the whole thing will crumble.

Divide and conquer.

Then use blackmail as collateral.

Straight out of their own playbook.

Remember the day
you came up to me at the office,

you asked about my hair and
then you asked about downtown?

Yeah. What about it?

You weren't wrong.

- What?
- You didn't see me.

You saw my identical twin named Theda.

She killed Wendell Pierce
at the hotel that night.

She's property of the organization

that Governor Hughes was talking about

before he shot himself.

This is some wild shit.

Feel free to go through all of that.

It has the full story.

Even the video of my sister
having sex with Governor Hughes.

Just don't let Madeline
catch you jerking off to it.

I don't want her thinking it's me.

Why are you telling me all of this?

In case you get killed?

Yeah, kind of.

Jesus!

You're the closest thing
I have to a friend there.

Okay. I'll take care of it.

Oh, and one more thing.

Maxwell's a part of it,
so nothing in-house.

Be very careful.

So glad you roped me into all of this.

Thank you for doing this for me, David.

I don't know why,
but I feel like I can trust you.

Yeah. Okay.

Whatever you need.

- Hey.
- Hi, babe.

Ooh, what is this?

So I wanted to surprise River,
and I got him an Xbox.

That's very generous.

Except he doesn't need that, but--

I know he doesn't need it.

But he's such a good boy
and I love him so much.

- Aww.
- And I know I don't

tell you this all the time,
but I love you too.

I love you.

Oh.

Oh, I love you so much.

Okay, go get him.

- All right, I'll grab him.
- All right.

Oh, River?

Yeah.

I think somebody's got a surprise for you.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Whoa.
- Whoa. What is that?

River, I know
I never told you this,

but I grew up without my real mommy too.

I know it's hard for you.

But I love you,
and I'll always be here for you.

Okay?

- Do you wanna open it?
- Duh!

An Xbox? You're the best!

I can't believe you got me an Xbox.

Thank you.

You're sure you want to
go through with this?

I'm positive.

We only have one shot at this.

I know.

I'm ready.

I'm gonna cut the power at 9:00 p.m..

You'll have only ten seconds

before the backup generator kicks in.

Be ready to take the shot.

What if I miss?

Don't.

Did you see the news
about Governor Hughes?

I saw.

So much potential down the drain.

It's a shame.

You did well.

Thank you.

He could have been
such a great asset to us.

- Yeah.
- What is it?

- Nothing.
- Nothing

I could see you were mad about the video.

What?

To play that video wasn't my idea.

I wasn't happy either.

It's fine.

Just business.

Tonight is a very special night
for our organization.

On these rare occasions...

we're fortunate enough to
gain a brother through blood.

I'm moved by the sacrifice.

And I welcome the tribute with open arms.

Zachary...

please step forward with your offering.

Thank you.

Repeat after me.

"My name is Zachary Manning

and I'm here to offer tribute."

My name is Zachary Manning
and I'm here to offer tribute.

"I have no reservation or remorse.

In fact, it is my pleasure

to offer this bounty
and blood of my firstborn."

I do this free of
any reservation or remorse.

In fact, it is my pleasure

to offer the bounty
and blood of my firstborn.

"All I ask in return is for my brothers

to welcome me with open arms

and to never forget the sacrifice I made

for their prosperity."

All I ask in return...

is for my brothers...

to welcome me with open arms...

and to never forget
the sacrifice I have made

for their prosperity.

Brothers.

Will we ever forget the sacrifice

made by Zachary Manning on this evening?

We will never forget.

I said, brothers.

We'll never forget.

Zachary, please walk
your son around the circle...

so the tribute can be inspected

before we accept your offering.

Now, when all the brothers
inspected the offering...

are there any that reject this offering?

Zachary...

it is my pleasure to accept your tribute...

and to present it to our ruler, Zane...

to be sacrificed at his hand.

Why the fuck did you do that?

They have everything.

What? What do you mean?

All the fucked-up shit that you've done

and record each other doing as blackmail...

I have all of it.

It will all come out
and then it's over for everyone.

Why would you do that, Theda?

I'm not Theda...

I'm your other daughter, Sofia.

The one you hid from all of them.

You're all pieces of shit.

But at least you live by a code...

which is more than I can say about you.

Sofia was my firstborn.

Okay, buddy.

Okay. Ah! Yes, yes, yes.

Go, go, go!
Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Yeah! First place.

First place. Ugh!
How are you so good at this?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

That's-- No, that's not what I--

No, it's not what I said at all.

What the fuck you doing?

Let me call you back.

I know what happened with Sofia.

All of it.

I can help you track down the twin.

But I want in.