Previously on Necessary Roughness...
Noelle Sarris. Sportscom3.
You ready to handle me, Donnally?
Trying to save money for college, can't even get a job.
I know a surefire way to make a lot of bank.
My brother has an open slot in his fantasy-football league.
First prize takes home 20 grand.
What's the buy-in, though? Two grand.
Well, I could front you the rest
in exchange for use of your backyard
for my "organic herb" business. You mean weed.
Dani: I'm being audited by the I.R.S.
I may owe over 80 grand in back taxes.
You make any accusations about T.K.'s alleged drug abuse,
and I will report this break-in to the authorities.
You're fired!
You did this, Donnally.
I'm coming for you.
Your office has been bugged.
Dani: Who has the originals?
Marshall Pittman.
I need you to get the team to do an intervention for Terrence.
[ Tires screech ]
Dani: Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
Set!
Humpty was an egg.
And once he was broken...
...even if you could pick up the pieces...
put 'em back together...
he would never be quite the same.
Mister?
Mister, are you okay?
Sometimes, the ones who climb the highest
fall the hardest.
Mister? Mister, are you okay?
[ Air hissing ]
[ Rock music plays ]
Yeah.
♪ When I got to Memphis...
And good morning to you, too, Nico.
We are in a seriously exposed situation here.
I need to talk to Marshall -- now.
Well, sir, your wish is my command.
He's due here tomorrow.
Tomorrow?
Didn't think he'd miss the first game of the season, did you?
[ Cellphone buzzes ]
Well, you make sure his first stop is me.
T.K.?
Yes, I-I'm taking some time off,
and, uh, I am referring my patients
to Dr. Crosetti in the interim,
so you should feel free to make an appointment with her.
Mm-hmm.
Uh, yeah, yeah.
It is -- it is a very well-deserved vacation.
Oh, no, no, no, no.
Antoinne -- Antoinne, don't cry.
Uh, I promise this is not about you, George.
Yes, Edwin, I do still think you should call your mother.
Uh-huh.
Zelman: So, let me see if I've got this straight.
Your office was bugged,
and the tapes are still "out there."
So you've suspended your therapy practice?
Temporarily.
And therefore don't have
a steady income stream right now.
That's right.
And because of this unforeseen circumstance,
you're asking to re-file your 94-65 and 433-A forms
to request a monthly payment reduction?
It's just a temporary reprieve, and I promise
that I will only kill you with kindness
and not with biscotti.
[ Chuckling nervously ]
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
Pardon me. Ah. I got to get this.
Ah. The secret agent who bugged your office?
No, it's the secret agent who found the bug.
Of course it is.
[ Sighs ] Hey, Nico.
Oh. [ Sighs ]
Okay.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
It's time.
[ Elevator bell dings ]
What you gonna do --
kiss my forehead and tuck me in, too?
Mm, I don't think so.
I've got this, Nico.
I'm a grown-ass man, dawg. I don't...
Y'all a little early for my birthday party.
[ Laughs ]
Hope y'all got strippers and pizza, 'cause otherwise,
this is gonna...
Oh, hell no. Unh-unh.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Dani: Terrence.
We are all here because we care about you very much,
and we feel like
you are on the verge of losing everything.
We know about the pills.
And the flush.
We know about the car crash.
But no one else does.
And we can keep it that way.
But you have to go to rehab.
I have to go to re--
you want me to miss the first game of the season?
M-miss the whole first month of the season?
Then y'all are on drugs.
"T"...
It's rehab right now,
or you will be cut from the New York Hawks.
♪ Baby, work your magic on me
♪ 2x11 ♪ All the King's Horses
== sync, corrected by elderman == Original Air Date on August 29, 2012
I can't believe the team is doing this.
They better have Netflix and down comforters.
Terrence, welcome to Two Oaks.
I'm Corinne Walsh, your adviser.
Well, if I had known
the ladies were gonna be so lovely,
I might have done this rehab thing a long time ago.
Your phone, please.
[ Laughs ]
I, uh, I-I need this for the twee-hab --
you know, tweeting from rehab.
Sorry. No electronics.
And the other one, Terrence.
This way.
Terrence, you can do this.
I believe in you.
I still can't believe this is happening...
Doc.
Terrence: [ Sighs ] Y'all got seaweed wraps in here?
Foot scrubs? Zumba? Naughty channels?
Break! [ Indistinct shouting ]
Kickoff's in five days,
and, in case you haven't noticed,
our receiver corps is decimated --
no T.K., no Razor.
A guy who was number five on our depth chart
is now our starting wideout,
and his nickname in college was "slo-mo."
I know you don't approve of sending T.K. to rehab.
In my day, if a guy could walk, he played.
Now he goes to a spa for a couple of grand a day.
And then he'll be back in a couple of weeks
at full speed.
The way I look at it,
that's short-term pain for a long-term gain.
Well, here's the way I look at it.
We need somebody who can catch the damn ball --
somebody with a nickname like "Flash" or "Lightning."
We have space under the salary cap.
Get me a new receiver by Sunday.
This Sunday? Hank.
Donnally...
your tenure as interim assistant general manager
is coming to a close.
If you want to drop the "interim" part,
as opposed to the "general manager" part,
get me a wideout.
Come on, dude, this is not cool.
My mom's gonna be home soon, okay?
Dude, quit being such a little girl.
This "garden of weedin'" is my business asset.
It's paying for your portion of the fantasy-league buy-in,
in case you forgot.
All right, that's fine. Just hurry, okay?
Fantasy draft starts in 36 hours,
and we need to settle on a strategy.
Dude, we go running back in the first round,
Q.B. in the second.
Okay, well, if T.K.'s available for second round,
we should go for him.
I mean, he's been huge at the training camp.
You're such a homer.
It's a big mistake to play favorites.
There's too much money at stake here, my man.
Trust me.
T.K. is a big score.
What else you got for us?
What do you mean?
You're the one with the inside info.
If we're gonna beat the odds, we need an edge.
You're gonna have to dig deeper
if you want to win this thing, bro.
Let's see here -- wake up at 6:45 a.m.
[ Chuckles ] Right.
Uh, individual therapy -- been there, done that.
Group time.
Um, right.
T.K. does not do groups.
Well, he does do groups.
But normally in the privacy of his own home.
Terrence, you will do what everyone else here does
if you are to complete this program successfully.
Hi.
Folkes: Terrence King.
[ Laughs ]
Jimmy Folkes! What's up?
Welcome to shangri-la-la, my man.
[ Laughs ]
What's it been -- like two, three years?
Um, actually, uh, February at the Grammys.
Oh, yeah, I was a little amped in February.
I probably could've met Francis the talking mule
and not remember him.
[ Laughs ]
So, what's up? What, you, uh..
gone buddy-buddy with the oxies or what?
Well, you know, friends seem to think so.
They always know before we do.
Hey, F.Y.I.,
best job in the joint as far as chores go
is the horses' stable.
Uh, why is that?
It's a lot like the music business, you know?
Shovel a little crap, rest of the day is a party.
[ Chuckles ]
Try the cucumber water. It's very refreshing.
[ Knock on door ]
Mm.
How'd it go with T.K.?
[ Sighs ]
We'll know when he comes out the other side.
Listen, do you have any information?
My clients are going crazy,
and I am right up there with them.
Pittman's due back tomorrow.
What? Does he have the tapes?
I haven't made contact yet,
but I confirmed his flight plans with the F.A.A.,
and he's due to land tomorrow morning.
[ Singsong voice ] Awesome!
[ Normal voice ] Let's go to the airport,
and we shall wait on the tarmac all night.
I think I should handle this. What?
Marshall prefers a soft...er reception.
[ Scoffs ]
Dani, I promise you, it's gonna be okay.
No, it's not gonna be okay
until those tapes are down the garbage disposal
in a million teeny, weeny, little pieces,
alongside with Pittman's shiny, little head.
Everyone, we have a new member of the group today.
Terrence, would you like to introduce yourself,
tell everyone why you're here?
'Cause you people know how to party.
[ Chuckles ]
Okay, uh... [ Clears throat ]
Okay, um... My name is Terrence King.
All: Welcome, Terrence.
Right.
Uh, so, I got shot twice and, um,
took some pain pills to deal with that.
And the pain went away.
Pills didn't.
But, you know, I-I tore my shoulder once.
The Doc said it'd be like eight weeks --
came back in like four.
You know, just got to kick a little ass.
Kicking pills might be
a little harder than kicking ass.
Was I talking to you, Arliss?
It's Arvin.
Terrence, this is a place
where we are all free to share our feelings.
Jimmy.
Yeah, um, much respect, Terrence --
much, much respect.
I know how hard it is to come in here,
take that first step.
I myself have taken that first step seven times now,
and, uh, you know what they say, right?
Eighth time's the charm.
[ Laughter ]
Um...
my ex-wife said that if I didn't come to rehab...
that she wasn't gonna let me see my -- my son anymore,
[ voice breaking ] And, uh...
If I lose that kid, I don't know what I'm gonna do.
I don't want to lose him.
[ Sobs ]
I'm...
I'm just so sorry.
I'm just so...
Incredibly sorry that --
that I'm here again and that I've -- I've --
I've hurt everybody.
I want to [crying]
I'm so sorry that I hurt everybody.
So, I'm looking to pick up a franchise wideout.
Came to you first
'cause you guys are flush and you don't need Michaels.
Man: No. We got nothing here.
Draft picks next year for Jenner now.
Man #2: Sorry, man. Can't do it.
And I'll throw in some cash considerations for Salberg,
maybe even a third-rounder next year.
No, no, I get it.
You dot want to break up your receiving corps.
Thanks for your time, Nick.
Nick: Hey, wait a minute, Donnally. - Y-yeah?
You ever consider Kittridge?
"Toes" Kittridge?
Yeah, I hear he wants out of Denver.
- You have that on good authority? - Oh, yeah.
Carl.
Yeah, doing well, but I need a wideout.
And I'm hearing that Toes Kittridge
wants a trade out of Denver.
So what do you say you and I do some business?
Great. Great.
Take it to your G.M.
But you got to do it quick, buddy,
'cause I am on a major clock on this one.
All right, thanks, Carl. Call me.
Ray Jay. Hey, man.
You know, I don't even think your mom's here.
No, no, actually, uh, I'm looking for you.
What's up?
Well, fantasy draft is coming up.
I was hoping you'd give me the inside track --
you know, who's good to go, that kind of thing.
All right, you got exactly three minutes.
Okay.
All right. Running back from Miami...
Dani: A twist?
I'm sorry. Uh, w-what kind of twist?
I can't possibly owe more money, can I?
On the contrary.
Mrs. Santino, your debt has been...
retired.
What?
Uh, w-what exactly does that mean?
Paid off in its entirety.
By who?
Mm...
- A Marsha Pittman. - Who?
Ah, excuse me -- Marshall Pittman.
Rivera -- it's his contract year,
and I just heard that he's getting pressed by a rookie.
You get him third round.
I think he's gonna be coming out with something to prove.
All right, what else? [ Cellphone buzzes ]
Ray Jay, I --
I got to jump.
I'll try to get you later.
Hey, listen to me.
Marshall Pittman paid off my I.R.S. debt.
Did you know something about it? Dani --
I don't want his money. I want the damn tapes.
I'm so sick of him playing games with my life.
Where is he?
I would like to talk to him, actually, right now.
Dani. What?
Marshall's plane -- it's gone missing.
A plane carrying media mogul Marshall Pittman
has disappeared off the coast near Westhampton Airport.
Pittman was flying his Learjet himself
and is believed to be the sole passenger on board.
Oh, my God.
We should probably make some sort of statement.
My phone is ringing off the hook. [ Cellphone buzzes ]
This is Denver.
Look, I'm close on Toes Kittridge.
Does this affect our ability to move players?
Just get Toes. We'll figure it out.
Hey, Carl. Thanks for getting back to me.
Yeah, we're watching the news, too.
So, we got a deal?
...but she has yet to make a statement to the press.
Again, at this point,
we really have no further information
on the status of Mr. Pittman
or the missing jet he was piloting.
Hey.
You didn't say a word in there.
What's going on?
I don't know yet.
Well, that's not true. You always know. Where are you going?
I'm gonna go find Pittman.
Hey.
You're telling me that you think
Pittman is alive somewhere with those tapes,
then I am going with you.
It's not negotiable.
Then you'd better call your kids.
What? Why?
Because it's gonna be a long night.
Purnell: What happened, Donnally?
[ Sighs ] Toes Kittridge's agent's blocking the deal --
won't even take it to him.
What? Who's the agent?
- Rob Maroney. - Oh, Christ.
I knew this would come back to bite us in the ass.
You should've backed off Terrence King when I told you.
I got this.
Being a G.M. Is about relationships, and you just blew it
with one of the most powerful agents out there.
I got this.
You better, because if Toes isn't wearing a Hawks uniform
by Sunday, you're out.
[ Horse whinnies ]
So, that album-release party you had in Monaco...
[ Horse whinnies ]
...did you really steal the Sultan of Brunei's yacht?
Borrowed.
[ Laughs ]
Unfortunately,
the Sultan didn't have the best sense of humor.
No, but that was child's play.
The true, once-in-a-lifetime,
"write a chapter in your memoirs" adventure
had to be, hands down, the peyote circle in Belize.
Oh.
Three ambassadors, two heads of state,
one rolling stone -- my lips are sealed.
The hash month in Amsterdam would've been memorable,
but I can't remember it.
Is it getting, like, crazy hot in here?
Yeah, that's, uh,
that's normal when you start jonesing.
Do you, um...
[ Sighs ]
...you want something to help you through that?
What would be the point of that?
I'm just -- I'm just trying to help you, man.
Wait, so, all that stuff you said in group yesterday...
[ Horse snorts ]
...was that for real?
You said the team won't let you back
until you complete the program, right?
Terrence: Right.
Well, if you want to get the kiss goodbye sooner than later,
you got to give them what they want.
And what do they want?
For you to apologize.
For what?
Everything and anything -- you're sorry for all of it.
- And cry. - When?
Whenever possible.
[ Mockingly ] I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I screwed your best friend.
[ Normal voice ] Blah, blah, blah.
People don't understand what it's like to be at the top.
So we take the edge off with a little of this,
a little of that.
Sometimes... we walk a fine line.
Sometimes, we fall off the line,
but I come back here, get my reboots,
and I'm good as new.
Just can't believe
I'm gonna miss the first game of the season.
[ Horse whinnies ]
This is bullshit.
No, my friend.
It's horse shit.
[ Both laugh ]
♪ I was born to live
♪ live to burn, gonna burn it down ♪
♪ can't wait my turn tonight
[ indistinct conversations ]
You blocked the deal with Toes Kittridge.
Donnally.
What a surprise.
Come on.
Your assistant practically told me
what stool you'd be sitting in.
Almost as if you were waiting on me, Rob.
The deal's good for Kittridge.
It's good for the Hawks.
Why in the hell would you stand in the way?
Payback.
- Seriously? - Mm-hmm.
You're not taking an offer to your client
because of some petty grievance with me?
You screwed my relationship with Terrence King.
If you hadn't gotten in the middle of that,
I would still be representing him.
Do you know how much money you just lost me?
I promised you that I was coming for you, Donnally.
And, well, I am a man of my word.
Hey, don't even bother going behind my back with Toes.
That would be a violation of league rules, union charter,
possibly a federal tampering law or two.
And I know what a stickler you are for rules.
[ Chuckles ]
Sorry to hear about Pittman.
He was a real prince.
What's up, man?
Subway -- excelente.
Trying to stay healthy for football.
All right, draft starts in two minutes.
Are we in agreement?
- Running back in the first. - Second round, we go T.K.
Are you sure about that?
The guy's on track to get 100 yards-plus a week,
to haul in, what, um, 12 T.D.s a season?
That's 20 points on average,
and the Hawks have no one else to throw to.
Dude, this is a $20,000 decision.
You better be right.
[ Computer beeps ]
Okay, it's showtime.
Let's make some money.
Dani: It's been like three hours
just watching you carve up the road
like we're on a racetrack,
and you have barely said one word.
There isn't a body.
In covert ops, you always have a strategy.
The first step
is to create the impression that you're dead.
Like a plane crash.
Then having a safe house.
So you think that all of this is...
Just a stunt for Marshall to make himself disappear?
Oh, my God.
Why don't you close your eyes?
Relax.
Enjoy the ride.
Have you met me?
Terrence: I'm really sorry.
You know, I-I'm sorry for...
everything --
all the pain I've caused all those supermodels.
I'm sorry about spring break 2008.
I'm real sorry about spring break 2008.
I'm sorry for all of the bunga bunga parties,
all of the ménage à cinqs.
I'm sorry I broke up with that...
midget, short-stack Sally.
She was cool.
This is ridiculous!
He's allowed to just come in here
and make fun of us all?
Yo, man, I wasn't even done.
Who do you think you're talking to like that, dawg?!
All right, Terrence, Arvin, we need to show some respect.
But he's not even being real!
What are you doing here if you're not gonna be real?
Arvin, slow it down.
Yeah, Arvin, pump the brakes!
You want me to be real? I'll be real.
I am really sorry that I have to sit here
and listen to all this ridiculous nonsense
coming from you ridiculous people!
Now, how many people here
have been shot at close range, huh?!
Damn, grandpa. What'd you do?
I'm sorry I-I made you upset.
[ Sighs ]
I know you're going through a hard time
with the owner of your team being dead and all.
[ Sighs ]
The -- the who of my what being what?
To recap, it has been 28 hours
since the mysterious disappearance
of Marshall Pittman after wreckage of his Learjet
was found half a mile off the coast of Westhampton.
At this point, the Coast Guard is still calling this
a search-and-rescue mission.
Right before the season.
The universe is saying something.
Yeah.
It's saying I should be on the field
at a time like this.
I mean, right before the first game of the season,
no owner, no wideout.
I mean, I'm the chocolate nugget
at the center of this tootsie pop.
My team needs me.
Hey, you're here voluntarily.
You could skate anytime you like.
Yeah, but we're in the sticks.
Got no ride, no money, no phones.
You know how I made $100 million?
'Cause I never see problems. I only see solutions.
[ Door opens ]
Marshall?
A skanky hotel room in upstate New York
does not feel particularly safe.
Well, "safe" is a relative term.
It's all here.
W-what's -- what's all there?
Passports, credit cards, money.
He should've been here already.
So does...
does that mean that he's dead?
No.
N-no, he's not dead
or, no, he's alive or, no, you don't know or...
I need to think.
...no, you're not sure or, no, you're not --
Dani, I said I need to think!
About what?
[ Sighs ]
Nico...
What haven't you told me?
In Iraq...
early '90s, I was...
compromised.
Compromised how?
An informant blew my cover, handed me over to some...
not-very-nice fellas.
Marshall scraped together whatever money he had back then.
Paid mercenaries out of his own pocket
to extricate me.
Dani, he didn't just hire those people.
He took a bullet for me that night.
And you took a bullet for him.
You walked away from Gabrielle
because you knew that he was in love with her.
Didn't you?
[ Sighs ]
I'm gonna wait Pittman out.
If he's alive, he's coming here.
If you want those tapes, you should wait here with me.
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Hello?
What -- Corinne, uh, what?
Oh, my God.
Uh [Sighs]
T.K. has escaped rehab...
on a horse.
No honey bun.
[ Terrence laughs ]
You good? No, thanks, honey buns.
See, it's easy to get free snacks
when you're with the King.
[ Laughs ]
In the business, we call this swag.
Oh, thanks.
You know, I got to tell you, Jimmy,
this is one for the memoirs.
Jimmy Folkes and Terrence King --
two legends doing legendary things.
Last time I had this much fun on a horse,
I got a lifetime ban from the Kentucky Derby.
[ Laughs ]
I still can't believe these bitches is forcing me into rehab,
missing the season opener.
I mean, I busted my ass to get back here, man.
This is the thanks I get?
Man, do you know anything about the Greeks?
- "Sorority row." - Oh, "sorority row."
Odysseus.
Odysseus the shizzle -- smartest guy around.
He spent 10 years fighting Trojans, right?
Then he spends another 10
battling monsters and witches and the Gods,
trying to get home to his wife and kid.
3,000 years later,
they're still telling that story. Why?
Because Odysseus overcame whatever the Gods threw at him.
He was a warrior.
And you -- now think about
all the obstacles you've overcome.
You've beaten back the Cyclops.
Dallas, Miami.
Exactly. Exactly.
If there were no obstacles, my friend,
you could not be a hero and save the day.
To obstacles.
I like that.
You ready to saddle up, hit the road?
Yeah, but let's, uh, let's hitch a ride.
My huevos are ranchero'd.
[ Laughs ]
All right. Well, thank you for the update.
[ Sighs ]
Mm-hmm.
Well, apparently,
they have left their horses at a mini-mart in Bellport.
[ Sighs ]
The tapes?
I've got Pittman's entire backup plan right here.
Once he realizes,
he has no choice but to come looking...
for me.
Nico...
Has it crossed your mind at all that he might actually --
Marshall Pittman is somewhere.
And I'm gonna smoke him out.
I was a bit shocked that you called.
Good shocked or death-row-execution shocked?
[ Laughs ]
More like static-cling shocked.
Sends a little charge up your spine.
Oh.
Is this a social lunch or business?
Can't it be both?
Okay.
Business first.
Tomorrow, the Hawks will announce
that Terrence King is inactive
for the first three weeks of the season.
Let me guess -- ego strain?
Rehab.
He went voluntarily
to work through a problem with painkillers
that goes back to the shooting.
The guy has done everything right.
He will be back.
And better than ever?
I'm giving you the exclusive scoop,
but it's got a 12-hour expiration date.
Ah.
And the other shoe drops.
I need you to tease a little rumor for me...
about the Hawks' interest in Joe "Toes" Kittridge.
Mm.
The prodigal son returns.
On the eve of battle, you best believe
the rest of the army's gonna throw its arms open, relieved.
Mm.
Brother Nico, what's up?
I'm here for practice.
T.K., you need to leave.
Gatekeeper -- classic archetype.
It's his role to make sure the hero has to work for it.
And he is doing a bang-up job.
Brr-brr-der-br-bow! [ Laughs ]
Nico [laughs] this is my boy, Jimmy Folkes.
Man is a legend!
And a friend, which makes him a fre-gend.
[ Laughs ]
Terrence, you're drunk.
You're missing the point.
Game day is coming up real soon.
You need me on the field, Nico.
The team needs you back in rehab.
Hey. Oh, wait.
Are you serious right now, dude?
Remember, T.K.,
a hero needs obstacles to overcome,
and overcome them you will.
It is your destiny!
Noelle: With Terrence King in rehab,
sources inside the Hawks confirm the rumor --
Toes Kittridge would be the perfect fit
for their pass-heavy offense... Holy crap. Ma!
But it's hard to believe a blockbuster deal like that
could be pulled off before kickoff Sunday...
Rehab?!
How could you not tell me T.K. was in rehab?
'Cause it's not your business?
...this is Noelle Sarris reporting...
Everything is seriously messed up!
Lindsay: Mom!
What, Lindsay? What? What is it?
I think Mr. Fishy is sick.
What? Oh, no, no.
Uh, quick, g-go get the number for the fish store --
the fish shop -- Fish Emporium! Just go.
Hut!
[ All grunting ]
Oh, come on, man! [ Whistle blows ]
I don't know what kind of game
you're playing here, Donnally,
but this thing with Toes is...
one hell of a hail Mary.
Less than 48 hours to the start of the season,
and I'm left high and dry.
Listen, Pat, I'm prepared to take the hit on this one.
If this doesn't work out with Toes...
I'm gonna resign.
Now, come on.
Hey, hey, you said it.
This is my grocery list.
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
[ Sighs ]
Rob Maroney right here.
[ Buzzing continues ]
Maroney.
[ Clears throat ]
[ Crickets chirping ]
[ Pounding on door ]
Terrence: Yo, Doc!
Come on, let me in!
Hurry up!
Yo, hey.
What's up?
Let me in.
I cannot do that.
What? W-why?
[ Urinating ]
You and your urinating friend in the bushes
have got to go back to rehab.
[ Laughs ]
Hey, hey, Doc, anything else you need watered?
[ Laughs ]
Yo.
Come on, yo!
Hey, hey, Doc, you got to be kidding me.
Come on, yo, I'll come in.
We'll have a conversation.
Oh, come on, T.K., let's go.
Come on, s-she's not gonna let you in.
We'll talk about it.
Just gonna leave me out here in the dark?!
Go back to Two Oaks, Terrence.
[ Footsteps approach ]
Lindsay: Mom, what's happening?
Get upstairs.
You're a goddamn liar!
Get upstairs.
I need help, Dr. "D"!
You told me if I ever needed help,
I could come to your door anytime!
Mom, you can't just leave him out there, okay?
You have to help him. I am, honey.
Okay, I-I promise,
after the game, I'll go back to rehab.
I swear to God I-I'll go back!
Doc, don't leave me like this.
Come on, please.
Yo, I-I promise, after the game, I'll go back!
Dr. "D"!
[ Crickets chirping ]
[ Sighs ]
[ Cellphone buzzing ]
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
Hey.
Listen, I just, um...
I just had a run-in with T.K. at my house.
What? [ Clears throat ]
Are you okay? Mm-hmm.
I'm just supposed to help people put themselves back together,
and, you know, he's...
[ Voice breaking ] he's in a bunch of pieces.
Are you safe?
Yeah, I'm...
I-I just -- I wanted to talk to you.
Can I call you back in the morning?
Yeah. Um...
yeah, of course we can --
I know it's, uh, it's really late, so, yep.
Night.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Birds chirping ]
Dude, you were supposed to have inside info.
That's why I brought you in.
T.K.'s in rehab!
Hopefully, he'll be back in a few weeks.
A few weeks?! Jesus! We're done!
We're toast before the first game of the season.
Two grand down the toilet,
all because Terrence King is a cokehead!
No, no, he's not a cokehead, douche bag, okay? He got shot.
Oh, right, sorry. First, he was shot.
Now he's a cokehead.
Who the hell cares? You screwed our team.
Now how about you get your weed out of my yard, then?
Hey, a little louder. I don't think they heard you in Massapequa.
No, I'm serious.
Dig it up.
If you want to pony up 1,000 bucks,
I'll be glad to take it back.
Otherwise, you don't get to make that call.
No, dig it up,
or I'm taking it to the dump right now!
You know what? Your pal T.K. --
he's as broken as your taillight.
Taillight's not broken.
It is now!
Hey!
We're done!
[ Engine turns over ]
Announcer: Welcome to opening day here at the Empire Dome,
home of the New York Hawks.
In a blockbuster trade,
the Hawks managed to acquire Joe "Toes" Kittridge
just 24 hours ago.
What this means for Terrence King, nobody knows.
You pulled it off at the eleventh hour, Donnally.
Toes is a star...
and a perfect fit for this offense.
Yes, he is.
Oh, look what the cat dragged in.
Rob Maroney.
Didn't expect to see you here.
Toes is a top client,
and I am all about the client,
as you both know.
Wouldn't dream of missing
his first game as a New York Hawk!
Of course not.
Oh, leaking that story.
Donnally, I didn't know you had such a devious side.
Deep down, you're a bit of a prick.
I respect that.
I respect that, too.
That's why your time as interim A.G.M.
is officially ended.
Welcome to management, Matt.
Thanks, Hank.
Let's go, Hawks!
Dani: I-I-I got to go. The game is starting.
Yeah, yeah. Bye.
[ Cheers and applause ]
Hey.
How are you?
Okay.
Any word from T.K.?
Nope.
Sorry, Dani.
For what?
A package was delivered at the Hawks' facility
from Marshall Pittman.
- Oh, my God. - What is it?
I'm about to find out.
Crowd: [ Chanting ] Let's go, Hawks! Let's go, Hawks!
Now here we go.
Let's go, Hawks! Let's go, Hawks!
Announcer: Here come the Hawks to the line of scrimmage.
This will be the final play of the first quarter.
Toes Kittridge has split out right,
Caldwell under center.
Kittridge has a step on him.
He's got it for a touchdown!
Toes Kittridge in his first touchdown as a Hawk,
and it's a beauty!
What a catch!
He just flat-out outran him.
[ Rock music playing ]
All right.
Forget Kittridge, okay?
Joe "Toes" blows.
This is the plan, Kemosabe.
We are on the list tonight at Tangelo.
Now, tomorrow night,
I have to be at a recording session
at Abbey Road studio.
Thought I'd introduce you to a couple of people.
Maybe you can lay down a couple of tracks.
You in?
Terrence: Hell, yeah, I'm in! Are you serious?
Dude, I got lyrics for days.
I got moves, too, like Beyoncé.
I'm like a dude Beyoncé.
[ Laughs ]
Let's do this! That's the plan.
First, I'm gonna clean up.
No. Photo op. Yep.
It's for my son, Tommy.
When he sees us... He'll flip?
He's -- oh, he's gonna flip out.
[ Both laugh ]
Here we go.
Tommy. Terrence King, Tommy.
[ Siren chirps ]
[ Police radio chatter ]
Hi, officer.
W-what seems to be the problem?
Pretty sure I was following the speed limit exactly.
You weren't speeding, but your taillight's out.
Really?
That's terrible.
Usually, I'm very diligent about,
uh, car maintenance, officer,
so I'll be sure to get that checked out right away, pronto.
Come on, step out of the car, son.
Can I call my dad first?
Terrence: Yo, Jimmy,
maybe I should hit up some, uh, select paparazzi,
let them know about our whereabouts
so I can start rebranding myself as a rap st--
[ chuckles ]
[ Laughs ]
Yo, this is a bad place for a nap, kid.
Come on.
[ Grunts ]
Wake up, man.
Yo, Jimmy, wake up.
Yo, wake up.
Jimmy?
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
Dispatcher: 911.
I have a -- I have an emergency!
I got a guy who's not breathing!
Wake up, Jimmy! Come on, baby!
Come on!
Come on, dude, come on.
Come on, Jimmy, wake up.
God, I'm...
This is not happening!
[ Crying ]
The funny thing is that...
that he didn't O.D.
His heart gave out.
[ Voice breaking ] The paramedics said
that there was...
there was nothing I could do to save him.
You did everything that you could for him.
And now...
[ Sighs ]
...you're gonna do this for yourself.
[ Broken Fences' "Wait" plays ]
[ Sighing ] Okay.
♪ Slow down, it seems
[ crying ]
It's okay.
[ Sighs ]
♪ I will let you hold on to me
♪ always knowing what it means ♪
♪ 'cause falling down
♪ is what I've found
[ keys clatter ] ♪ but wait
Little dude?
♪ 'Cause I can see the silence
Little dude?
♪ In the space
No, no, no, no, no.
♪ Between us
[ crying ]
Nico: Dani.
Oh.
[ Sighs ]
Package from Pittman --
it was for you.
Those are the tapes?
Mm-hmm.
♪ Slow down, I'm here
♪ let them all disappear
You lost your friend.
♪ I will hear your voice always ♪
So did I.
♪ You will see my weakest face
They found his body.
Marshall is dead.
♪ Falling down
Oh, my God.
[ Sniffles ]
♪ Is what I've found
Nico, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[ Inhales deeply ]
He was the only one who knew me.
♪ In the space
Except you.
♪ Between us
♪ when is our time?
I don't...know you.
Yeah.
You do.
♪ But wait
♪ 'cause I can see the silence
♪ between us
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