Previously on "Billions"...
We have him dead to rights.
So he'll fold quick,
and then we get back to what we were really doing... Axelrod.
Well, if you move on him and take that risk,
you have to get the reward.
I said I know, Dad.
Suspect trading pattern on Pepsum Pharmaceuticals.
Peter Decker, Quaker Ridge Financial.
We start with Decker since he had the longest tenure
at Axe Capital of anyone who left with Axe's backing.
It also makes him very loyal to Axe, much harder to crack.
Get Terri McCue over at FBI up on this, too.
Do you know Cross-Co.?
Mid-size firm, has a big distribution contract
with that bakery company, YumTime.
You're the best PM on the floor. You know it.
- They're fucking sure of it. - Fucking-A.
You think you're gonna fucking blackmail me?
Your hair, which will test positive for cocaine,
can be in Chuck Rhoades' hands within an hour.
You're gonna watch, listen, and report.
That's what this is all about, guys.
Not only how our firm survived 9/11,
but how we didn't give up.
It's just wrong
that you're the one standing there.
You know, like the idea that if someone has a problem
with you and they come to you in person,
you do what you can to take care of it.
But they take that beef public,
the ground just falls out from beneath them where I'm from.
- Are you threatening me? - Fucking right I am.
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Oh!
- Oh! - Oh!
Oh, I'm in the clubhouse turn.
Ahh! Oh, Goddamn it.
You want... you want a beer or something?
Let's just fuck.
Say that again.
Let's just fuck.
I don't make it a habit to sleep with my authors.
Too bad for them.
So this is the week, huh?
Your people break out the marketing plan for my book.
We're gonna make you into a best seller.
- Mm. - Yeah.
I could do all the morning shows.
And you will.
- Morning. - Hey, Axe.
Scrumpet?
You ever eat these?
My parents own a deli in Kew Gardens.
- We used to sell 'em. - You grew up in Queens?
We moved there when I was 9, from Korea.
Oh, you speak the language?
Good to know.
You worked in that deli?
Every morning, every afternoon,
and I did the books on the weekends.
And then Stanford.
American dream.
Here's something they didn't teach you at Stanford, Ben.
Whenever you can, put a company in your mouth.
What do you think?
Not as good as I remember.
And that's a problem, 'cause I own
a hell of a lot of these fucking things
and I'm about to own more.
Yeah, Jack.
What time is it?
Okay.
Well, that's crazy.
Okay.
Shit. Really?
Fuck.
Yeah, all right. Well, thanks for the heads up.
Ah...
Son of a bitch.
Issue?
That was a courtesy call from an agent friend of mine
working with the Eastern District.
Mm. Okay.
Last night, they arrested this hedge fund guy in Greenwich
on securities and wire fraud.
Get to the part I'm gonna hate.
The guy works for Decker.
He's gonna flip on him to save his own ass.
Son of a bitch. What time is it?
5:50.
Hmm?
Come on.
Ho, ho, ho, ho.
Take it easy there, fella.
Excuse me, sir.
What?
You didn't clean up after your dog.
Yeah, I forgot the bag today.
Oh, I don't think so
because, you know, it's not just the statutory law,
it's the law of civility, man.
And I've seen you before.
You come out of that building, your dog craps,
and you just leave it where it falls.
Why don't you mind your business?
This is my business.
Oh, you're that guy.
I am that guy.
All right, well, do you have an extra bag?
No, no. See, I used mine.
Well, I'll get it next time.
No, I think you need to get it this time.
Why don't you let it slide?
"Let it slide."
That sounds simple, easy.
Sure, let it slide. That's just some dog shit.
But those are three devious little words.
You know, if... if I let your dog shit slide,
then I have to be okay
with this whole plaza filling up with it,
which it would before we know it.
Oh, then it would be on our pant legs and our shoes,
and we would track it into our homes,
and then our homes would smell like shit, too.
It'd be easy to let it slide.
You know, why don't we, uh,
why don't we let petty larceny slide, too?
Some kid steals five bucks from a newsstand? Who cares?
Well, maybe next time he decides to steal your TV
or break into your brownstone and steal your fucking wife.
But what difference does it make?
Because by then, we're all living in shit anyway.
Come on, man. I don't have a bag.
- You have hands. - What?
- Use your hands. - Or?
Come on, man. Come on, buddy.
There we go. Thattaboy.
That's the spirit.
- Ugh. - Yeah?
Eastern's moved on Decker.
They pinched one of his guys. Looks like he's cooperating.
He's gonna flip on Decker? Are you fucking kidding me?
We... Goddamn it. Hold on. Hold on.
Sir, there's still some over here.
That's not Bobo's, man.
- It is now. - Fuck. Really?
Yeah.
Well, if they have Decker...
...then they have Axelrod, and we don't.
- We know where this came from. - It's fucking Spyros.
Yeah, you know, while we're chasing down Birch,
that glory hound gets Eastern to look into Decker.
Hold on just a second.
Sir?
Thank you for doing your civic duty.
Feels good, doesn't it?
Okay.
What up, big Steve?
- Good morning, Mr. Bailey. - Thank you, Cheryl.
Mr. Bailey's office.
I have Mr. Purkheiser on the line.
Thank you.
What do you say, Purk?
Word is,
Bobby Axelrod is up to a 4.9% stake in YumTime.
Thanks for the heads up, Purk.
- Okay. - All right.
Fuck! Sh...
Cheryl, get in here!
And you know what ATM stands for, right?
Yes.
I don't wanna be the kind of person
that gets off on that.
I really don't.
But... I've learned this,
and it's one of the positives of getting older.
It's better to accept who I am than fight it.
Ass-to-mouth, by the way.
Just so that we are speaking the same language.
Oh, we are.
Sometimes on the drive home, I'll roll it over in my mind.
You know, what is it about a woman
taking it into her mouth after a little raw-dogging
that just seems so right?
And it's this...
that I'm accepted as I am.
Completely.
For my good qualities, sure,
but also for all...
of my filth.
And I appreciate a woman who is that giving.
I truly do.
But there's more to it, isn't there?
The... act you're talking about
has to do with power dynamics.
Dominance.
Maybe ask why this is coming up for you now.
Is there a work connection?
Someone you feel isn't looking at you like she should?
Maria Saldana. Wow.
What happened?
She was kind of a bastard about her bonus at quarterly review,
and then she went and got an offer away.
Yeah, but she's still here.
Yeah, but she threatened to leave,
leveraging us to make a bigger offer,
which we will, and I think she stays.
- You feel played. - Yeah, I do.
Then why did you make her the counter
- if you feel that way? - Because she's great at her job.
Her P&L's always green.
She grew her capital from 50 to $300 million.
Men renegotiate.
If they do it this way, they get fired.
So it's really not because she's a woman?
No, it's because she got out of line.
You know that we're upping Donnie Caan's capital...
tripling it. I asked Axe why.
He said, "Donnie's loyal, a good soldier."
And in your mind, Maria's not.
It doesn't matter. I'll keep her.
You gonna tell me about that smile?
Well, I'll keep her,
but she won't have much fun.
It's my duty to make an example of her now.
You cannot leverage us.
So over the next two years,
she'll get cut back in ways she can't control.
She'll get less deal flow,
less information will fall into her lap.
At the end of her deal,
she'll be worth a quarter of her current comp.
Ass-to-mouth,
whether she likes it or not.
- Hey, Christine. - Oh, hey, Lara.
- I have you in the 10:00, right? - Yeah.
So you get the whole book tour treatment?
- Local press, store signings? - Yes, all of that.
Oh, so fun. Hey, Lara.
Hi, ladies.
Congratulate June.
Oh, on what?
Goose Quill is publishing her memoir
on how she got through 9/11.
Wow. Congratulations, June.
Yeah, it's just, you know,
it's just a story I wanted to tell.
So cool, right?
Yeah, super-duper.
Well, congrats again. Can't wait to read it.
Hi. It's Lara Axelrod for Shari Strang in communications.
- Lara, hey. - Hey, Shari.
Listen, I need you to get something for me.
This is more.
This is much more than...
I didn't come in here
trying to get you to do what you're doing.
Well, if you had, I wouldn't be.
And it makes good sense.
Should make a pretty big difference to the family.
Game changer for us.
- Bring Wags in? - Yeah.
- Axe. - Yeah?
Thank you for your trust.
Thank you for earning it.
This is huge. I wanna thank you, too.
I told Donnie we've always known we could trust him.
It's official. We're gonna triple up his stack,
back him with the main fund when we can.
He'll need one-on-ones, some IPOs, and another analyst.
Excellent. Shooter shooter, coming out.
Get started with 200,000 shares of Rubinex.
That's a big position. Are you sure?
We are not uncertain.
You're gonna be our Brian Doyle.
- Who? - Brian Doyle.
He's a utility player on the '78 Yankees.
He's a lifetime .168 hitter.
That's below the Mendoza.
But in the '78 World Series,
Willie Randolph got hurt, Doyle stepped in,
hit .438, played like an MVP.
- Legendary. - You're gonna be Brian Doyle.
I'm gonna be Brian Doyle.
Amelia, I know it's a high profile case.
But, uh, I'm building something here.
So can we horse trade?
Listening.
The Schachetti brothers.
You gonna give me the Schachetti brothers?
You like?
You propose to trade a high-flying hedge fund manager
for a couple of old goombahs
throwing elbows over garbage pickups in Queens?
Maybe, uh, you don't understand how horse trading works.
Uh, you don't open with your, uh...
You can't offer me your mule for my thoroughbred.
You're hoping I'm dumb enough to go for that.
So fuck you and the horse you didn't ride in on.
I think maybe she does understand horse trading.
Just find it.
File you asked about.
What?
Sakurov cyber fraud case.
Oh, right. Thanks.
Any luck with the, uh, douche bags from Eastern?
Not yet.
- Hey. - Hi.
Well, I, uh, heard from that agent over there and, uh,
Decker's junior is being very cooperative.
- Son of a bitch. - Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.
All right, well, catch you later.
Yeah.
- She's good, isn't she? - Yeah.
Yeah, it's important to develop
good relationships with agents.
Oh, yeah, I know. You told me that first day.
Can't stress that enough.
So what's going on with Eastern?
Ah.
Spyros, the SEC, pulled a move on the Axelrod case.
What?
They got a guy to flip on Decker,
one of Axelrod's spin-offs.
- Pete Decker? - Yeah.
He's got a couple billion in assets under management.
Ties to Axelrod.
Mm, you wanted to flip him.
That was the plan.
You have all the leverage you need?
No such thing.
I'll grind on it.
Like, uh, Terri.
She looks like a real grinder.
As members of the board of YumTime...
Gathered informally.
...you must wanna know
if my acquiring almost 5% of your company
is a vote of confidence.
So let me put an end to the suspense... it isn't.
Mr. Axelrod is prepared to increase his position
and file with the SEC.
In addition to its stake,
Axe Capital controls a significant percentage
of the silent money votes in this company.
Which means, come proxy season,
there's a road for all of you being out on your asses.
It's all in the letter, which can be released publicly.
We're all aware of activist letters,
and Mr. Axelrod's history with such.
A seat at the table and a say in management decisions.
Based on what?
The fact that YumTime profits have declined 8 years running,
while executive compensation has soared 300%.
And Hutch Bailey III has been CEO
for exactly that span of time.
I'm not here as a declaration of war,
but as a beacon of hope...
someone who knows how a business should be run,
who sees exactly why your brand
is bleeding market share,
from the ingredients to the marketing.
You are in a room full of career business operators.
Absolutely.
And I've been made to understand
that you're the reasonable board members
who see how tenuous the future of YumTime is.
We could be as reasonable as Phil Donahue,
wouldn't change a thing.
Hutch Bailey III is the CEO
and will be until he decides otherwise.
The Bailey family is YumTime. YumTime is the Bailey family.
As the majority of the board of directors,
you can change all of that in an instant.
Our chairman, Jerome Purkheiser, is a wise and smart man.
And he has been like a second father to Hutch
once Hutch II passed on.
And I do not think Purk would look upon this
in a friendly way at all.
So leave your letter.
Put it on a billboard if you want.
This meeting's over.
So it's all about Purkheiser. Now we know that for sure.
- Yeah. Did you see her react? - I did.
I am exposed here.
This board seat gives me my own standing
and $200,000 in income.
Seats are always at risk during a takeover.
You'll be fine.
I don't wanna hear those words from you
until you divorce Betty fucking Crocker.
Cut the screen test, Evelyn. Let me read the goddamn letter.
Jesus, really?
"Hutch Bailey has betrayed the consumer and his own legacy
by tampering with the recipe"?
The product tastes fine.
This isn't about the product.
Bobby Axelrod knows about you and me.
What? How?
Not sure. But I'm impressed.
He knows how important your happiness is to me,
so he's making us his brushback pitch to my son.
It's nice handiwork.
We've got to stop it.
He cannot get on a winning streak.
What are we gonna do?
I gave you my board seat, so I don't have a voice.
But here's what you can do.
You can talk to Jerome Purkheiser.
And say what?
You're a persuasive woman.
Persuade him to ride this thing out and block it.
They're lobbying him.
You should lobby him.
Okay, I'll go talk to him.
- Well, not now. - Why not?
Honey, I took a pill.
Hey, Lara.
- Did you get it? - Yep.
How'd you do that so fast?
I know an editor at Goose Quill.
His kid's a bass player,
and I promised his band a Pitchfork piece.
Amazing.
Hey, Lar. Wanna try a morel and asparagus beggar's purse?
Totally.
Lu, Shari. Shari, Lu.
Oh, the sister.
Yeah, the sister. Hey.
Eat that.
Oh, my God. That is insane.
She farms 'em, I charms 'em.
I could eat that, like, every day.
That's my sis.
So I skimmed. I learned a thing or two.
I didn't know Axe was a doctor.
A what?
Stanford.
Oh, the honorary.
Yeah, we made a pretty big gift.
Lara, take a look at chapter ten.
It's a problem.
No, I'm... I'm sure that the kids will have
a wonderful time.
Listen, I really do need to run.
Yeah, okay. Bye.
- Lonnie. - Chuck. What's up?
Uh, do you happen to catch the science section on Tuesday?
I may have skipped it.
Mm. I never miss a word.
Anyway, uh, there was a piece on microbial research.
It's a burgeoning field.
And this MIT team was looking into apoptosis.
There are cells
within me and you and other complex organisms
that will actually sacrifice themselves for the whole.
Healthy cells just kind of...
Taking one for the team.
What?
Statue of Liberty attempted bombing case
needs to come off your plate.
I'm sorry?
Eastern needs that case.
No. That's a dagger.
I have this.
I've been doing this for two years around the clock.
Oh, believe me, I know, and I see that.
But it really can't be helped.
Besides, you're still gonna be on the case.
What the fuck?
You're cross-designating me to Eastern?
Like you said, you've been working on it for two years.
They're gonna need your expertise.
Yeah, I'm gonna do all the scut work.
They're gonna try the case and get the good stuff.
I'll make it up to you.
You gotta give me a reason.
I'm making parlay with Eastern and I need big wampum.
So I'm supposed to what, just grab my ankles and take it?
I'll send over a vat of ass lube.
Chuck.
What's the difference between
ass lube or regular lube?
Viscosity.
Fuck, Wend.
I never get used to how you live.
Yeah.
You know, I can see why you made the choice that you did.
E.R., it's binary.
They come in bleeding to death,
I get them back on the rails inside of a day.
Or not. Either way, it's done.
I'm forced to move on to the next, to be present.
It's satisfying.
I'm an adrenaline junkie anyway.
Well, we're both addicts.
This thing I do...
I get so fucking turned on doing it
because I see the change happen immediately, too.
They go from zero to 100, and I can watch
exactly how they use what I give them.
Yeah, but something about it is not sitting right with you.
You're in the horns of a dilemma.
Horns... of a... dilemma.
There's this woman.
She's a real badass. I like her a lot.
And I know she's about to get crushed,
and the guy who's gonna crush her is my patient, too.
All these people matter to me,
and I can't do my job if I judge them.
Do the triage.
Figure out who needs what more and go that way.
That's the short-term fix.
Long term? This shit is gonna give you ulceritis.
Worse.
Talk to Chase, the headhunter.
Hmm. That guy you...
Yeah, we had a little thing. It was years ago.
- You were kinda into him. - Mm-hmm.
He was... fun.
Good at certain things, if I recall.
Very conscientious.
Someone's gotta talk to Purkheiser.
He made his money in meat processing.
Feared by the bovine.
Kills over a million cows a year.
He's been described to me as a cool-headed Midwesterner
who can smell bullshit in the colon of a bull
from across the ranch.
Wanna try him?
I can't do that. He's folksy.
So?
I've tried with folksy people.
They find me to be a rapacious scumbag.
I'm sorry to break it to you, but...
I don't think it's just the folksy people.
How 'bout you?
You're my rapacious scumbag.
This is what love is.
They put me on fucking hold?
Yeah, a man of your stature.
Damn right. Man of my imperious...
You ready to sweet talk me?
Statue of Liberty bombing attempt.
I don't know.
Oh, yes, you do.
This story's front page of the Times,
above the fold, and the case is solid.
- One condition. - Shoot.
Ari Spyros is embedded with you.
No. No, no, no, no, no.
No, you can't saddle me with that useless douche bag.
- Take or leave? - Done.
We'll send the transcript right over.
- Good. - Chuck, it's Ari.
Looking forward to working with you again.
Hey. Spyros.
I'm glad you heard all that.
And I promise, I'd have said that to your fucking face,
which always reminds me of a confused dog.
That's Decker.
That's him.
Seems like a real family man.
- Nice guy? - What?
I don't give a shit.
Ah.
"Good father? Fuck you."
"Fuck you. Go home and play with your kids."
Okay, okay, okay. No.
Actually, I feel a little bit bad doing it this way.
Yeah, me, too. Let the kids clear.
That's goddamn decent of you.
It's fucking hot.
- All right, bye, Dad. - All right.
- See you later, bud. - Bye, Daddy. Love you.
Love you, too.
- All right, now. - Go now.
Hi, Pete.
Mr. Decker,
Bryan Connerty
with the U.S. Attorney's office, Southern District.
We have an awful lot to talk about.
Okay.
It isn't flattering.
Looking at some pretty serious reputational damage here.
Hmm, you think?
Is it a defamation case? I don't know. You tell me.
How much is true?
He made some shrewd trades around 9/11.
You know, he did what he had to do.
My husband plays hardball.
Nobody makes billions of dollars pitching underhand.
But his work situation beforehand, what he did after,
incendiary.
So what do you recommend?
Three avenues...
let her print, then we rebut and sue.
And I'm not recommending that.
People remember allegations, not rebuttals.
Exactly. Someone says Charlie fucked a goat,
even if the goat denies it,
he goes to the grave "Charlie the goat fucker."
Second option...
buy the publishing company and kill it.
That's too loud, I think.
Agreed.
The third choice...
I could go and try and reason with her.
No, I reasoned with that twat once before.
I have ways to get her attention.
Hi. I'm in the 8:15 with Steffi.
Um, I don't have you on my list.
I booked online.
There must be some sort of mix up.
Your name didn't make it into the system.
- Okay. - Hey, June.
Um...
Lilly, Jane, Patricia... you're all set.
Thanks, Christine. I gotta change.
Um, can you just, like, squeeze me in?
Sorry. It's policy.
Everything okay, June?
Yeah, everything's fine. I... oh, God.
A doctor. I totally forgot. I'm late.
They're on their way.
Good.
Are you wearing cologne?
- Yeah. - Jesus Christ.
So... ground rules.
I'll do all of the talking.
"We have someone else that made the same pharmaceutical trade."
First one in gets a lollipop.
But to be clear, we don't really have anyone?
To be clear, I am making a play.
That's what I like to call "the prisoner's dilemma."
No, you don't like to call it that. That's what it's called.
Started as a thought experiment, game theory in the '50s.
Does no one ever check you on this bullshit?
I'm just saying, I would've made the same play.
Mr. Decker, sir?
I think everyone knows why we're here.
We're ready to listen.
Well...
we have you on the Pepsum trade.
You know that.
So why don't you tell us about how Bobby Axelrod
funneled you and other satellites insider information?
You're saying words I don't understand.
- Never gonna happen. - What he's saying is,
at this time, he does not wish to cooperate.
That's because he doesn't know what we have up our sleeve.
Sleeves.
Mr. Decker, approximately two and a half hours ago,
we had someone sitting where you are now...
a young man from a fund that I'm not at liberty to name,
and he was downright chatty.
So it looks like the race is on
to see who's got the stronger information
and who I'm gonna let take the credit
for flipping on Bobby Axelrod.
And the winner gets to stay out of MCC.
Yes, that's correct.
Cooperate and go home.
Uh, but this comes to trial,
and you're talking to your kids through glass.
We'll see how that all works out.
Yes, we will.
We're done here.
Oh, you are far from done.
Just know that.
- Fuck. - I don't see him caving.
Mm, I think he will.
You know, my fucking eyes are watering here.
How many pints of that shitty toilet water
do you splash on yourself every morning, Spyros?
You think maybe it's gonna help you get some tail?
Here's a tip... it's not.
It is a lot in a confined area.
- I cut back a little. - Yeah, maybe cut way back.
- So? - It's a good slice of pizza.
- Bruno. - What is it, Bobby?
Tell Mr. Purkheiser why I love your sauce.
Uh, I use the San Marzanos.
- Tomatoes. - Yeah, yeah, tomatoes.
You make 'em without 'em, it wouldn't taste right.
Right. More expensive?
Oh, yeah, yeah.
But like I say, it wouldn't taste right.
Wouldn't be verace.
Verace?
The true way you make a pizza Napoletana.
This place is the pizza of my youth.
He's been making it just like this since I was a kid.
You know...
Normally, somebody wants to waltz with me,
I find myself sawing a 20-ounce rib eye
on the East Side with a $500 Cabernet.
I am different from the other children.
Mm, well, that is clear now, Mr. Axelrod.
When I was 11 years old
till I was 14, I was a paperboy.
I delivered the Journal News every day after school.
And when I finished my route,
I'd pick up a YumTime Scrumpet.
It was my reward.
I did this every weekday for three years.
And a while back, I brought my two boys here.
And I showed them my route, we stopped for a Scrumpet,
and they were colorless,
over-sweet, petrified.
Needless to say, my two boys were underwhelmed.
So was I.
Didn't taste as good.
So I did some research,
and I learned that the recipe had changed.
Bruno!
What's the name of those tomatoes again?
Uh, the San Marzanos.
Bruno never let me down.
YumTime let me down.
Public company now.
Gotta boost profits for the shareholders.
Synthetic ingredients are cheaper, margins are better.
Hutch III is playing a quarterly game.
It's just a different world.
Well, Hutch III is flying
around that different world in a G6.
I'm guessing Hutches I and II flew coach.
It's classic, time immemorial...
Hutch I starts it, Hutch II grows it,
Hutch III blows it.
Shirtsleeves to shirtsleeves in three generations.
Come on, Purk. You have to see that.
If you don't throw in with me or someone like me,
YumTime goes the same way as Ebinger's.
What's Ebinger's?
That's exactly what you wanted me to ask, isn't it?
- Hi, Mark. - Ms. Raichlein.
I have a 10:20 tee time, but we wanna hit the range first.
And I requested Stewart on my bag.
Yeah, um, Mr. Kellum from the membership committee
wanted to speak with you.
Oh, okay. Um... is he in his office?
No, he stepped out.
Well, then, I'll pop back in after the round.
I had to give away your tee time.
Uh, what are you talking about?
I don't really know.
Something about your account being in arrears.
That is not true. My bookkeeper...
There has been a mistake.
Well, you can't play golf till it's been resolved.
Meeting to order.
Let the record reflect that two guests are present...
Mr. Robert Axelrod, shareholder,
and Mr. Michael Wagner. Welcome, gentlemen.
Now I think we're all familiar with Mr. Axelrod,
by reputation and through the letter that was circulated.
And I feel that this might be a good time
to hear directly from him. Mr. Axelrod?
Thank you.
Folks, my proposal is simple.
Return to the original recipes
and restore the YumTime brand to its former glory.
And then what?
After a good quarter or two, you spin it off?
Do you see what's happening here?
This... carpetbagger, he comes in here,
he shakes things up,
he sells the company off in pieces,
and then he dumps his shares the minute it ticks up.
He's a raider, plain and simple.
Not my intention.
Do you have any idea of the cost
of returning to the old recipes?
We can't remain competitive.
Yes, sugar instead of corn syrup,
and the elimination of polysorbate and other crap
will add to the per unit cost and cut into the margins.
And destroy profits.
How do we explain that to the shareholders?
No explanation necessary.
We make up the difference by streamlining inefficiencies
and trimming bloated executive compensation and perquisites,
beginning with the corporate jet.
- Okay, you have a jet. - I earned a jet.
I earned one, too.
I started at the bottom.
And the Scrumpets taste fine.
You came on as a 22-year-old vice president
and you raped the Scrumpet.
I eat them. I eat Scrumpets
and Dingdoodles and Kookoonutties,
and they are good.
They're not as good.
But they're still very, very good. Delicious.
Listen to me.
I move that effective immediately,
Hutchinson Bailey III be removed from his duties
as Chief Executive Officer of the YumTime corporation.
Hang on a minute here! Purk, you're being conned!
Jerome, this is not what we discussed.
Evelyn, there have been subsequent discussions.
Is there a second?
Second.
All those in favor?
Motion carries.
You traitor.
My father is turning in his grave, I assure you.
Your father thought you were a lunkhead.
Please, find the door.
Fuck this.
I'll get my company back...
somehow.
And fuck you, Axelrod.
Well, now you're off my Christmas list.
I now move...
...to remove Evelyn Benson from this body
and delegate her seat to Robert Axelrod.
- What?! - Second.
I'll go to the press.
If you do,
you'll be burned down with your own match.
But if you don't, we'll write you a nice endorsement,
and maybe you'll get another board.
You old cocksucker.
The same might be said of you, my dear.
All those in favor?
Motion carries.
Good luck, Evelyn.
They offered me what I'm worth. Finally.
That's great.
I leveraged the offer from Zenobia Capital.
The kinder, gentler fund.
What are they like?
Good returns, less assholey.
Less assholey is good.
Okay. Talk to me.
- You have time? - Yeah, come on.
All right.
So the more I thought about going over to Zenobia,
the more excited I became by the prospect.
I mean, I'd have to build up a book again, but...
But there's a growth opportunity.
And a ticket out of the boys' club.
Yeah.
But then, uh...
Wags... he really stepped up.
He was respectful,
endearing... almost.
Yeah, it's kinda weird,
but it gave rise to a sense of loyalty.
Go figure, right?
He's an enigma.
So now I'm in a dilemma again.
Yep. The horns.
Close your eyes.
Picture yourself...
at 80 years old.
You're at your Sag Harbor place,
on the front porch in a rocking chair.
See the view.
Hear the sound of the water, the seagulls.
Feel the summer breeze.
And feel the arm of the chair
as you slowly rock.
Now reflect on your life
having decided to stay here at Axe Capital.
Your relationships here,
your chances... to advance,
to be fulfilled.
What are your days like?
Now...
picture yourself having spent that time with Zenobia.
Who are you with?
What are your days like?
Were you able to rise?
Did you become a better version of yourself?
Take your time.
I'm sorry. I'm...
I'm having trouble breathing here.
I-I-I don't understand. My solar plexus is collapsing.
What do you mean there is no place for him?
His father, who died tragically, went to Stanford.
And so did his grandfather, who has his name on a squash court.
He plays the goddamn violin.
This is a double legacy with perfect SATs
who goes into Bridgeport to read to poor, dumb children!
I mean, what the fuck happened?!
June, you know how sorry we are about this.
This is just a very competitive class.
What about a gap year? Or what is his safety school?
His safety school is fuck you!
I hate that cunt!
Dad?
In my office.
Hi. Where's Mom?
Hair appointment.
I'm taking her out tonight to Grenouille for our anniversary.
Mm.
But she set us up with some gazpacho.
She made some guacamole as well.
Avocado's a superfood.
Hmm?
YumTime and Bobby fucking Axelrod.
This is aimed at you.
How is that?
He's sending you a message, showing you his reach.
That he knows my father has a mistress?
Don't use that word here, and yes.
If he can take away her board seat just to fuck with me...
Then he can get to me a million other ways, Dad.
I've dealt with the Russians.
- I think I can handle this. - Can you?
What the fuck do you want me to do about it?
He made a legal business play,
and, uh, that's costing you some headaches,
which is too fucking bad.
It's gonna cost me $200,000 in upkeep
is what it's gonna cost me, but you have to ask yourself...
What is he gonna attack next?
Now find a way...
...to bury the son of a bitch.
I am, but on my timetable, not yours.
Your timetable will have me watching
your gubernatorial campaign from my fucking mausoleum.
I have to do this job right first
before I even have a chance at the next one.
Ah, agreement. We both wish you'd do your fucking job now.
Guac is starting to turn.
Uh...
Tell your mail carrier that, uh,
I'm terribly sorry about her board seat.
And tell Mom, your wife,
that I said happy anniversary.
There she goes.
Yep.
I really am gonna miss her energy.
Off to the Yankees game?
Don Pasquale.
Ah. Ambrogio Maestri.
I heard his Falstaff.
You're in for a real treat.
So Decker's parents...
a retired eighth grade teacher and a sales clerk...
their net worth is eight figures.
But all of their statements go to their son's address.
Decker personally trades their accounts.
Which kind of puts them in his leaky boat.
What are they like?
Total straight and narrow, church-going conservatives.
Well, that's a tidy leverage opportunity.
I wonder if the parents even know about it.
They could be totally innocent here.
Do we really wanna do 'em like this?
We apply pressure where and when we can.
Now he made them vulnerable, not us.
We're just hitting the hole in the line.
Right.
How'd you come up with that?
Just thought about what I would do
if I were a trader in his position,
how I would hide some of the money.
The Swiss banks are watched too closely now.
He doesn't trust his wife,
and, uh, his parents aren't sophisticated investors.
Good hunch.
Yeah, what are you working on right now?
Internet fraud case.
Ah. I bet that's fucking boring.
No, it's... I mean, it's not, um...
Yeah, actually, it is. It's fucking boring.
Why don't you skip Don Pasquale
and join us on this opera buffa? What do you say?
Fuck, yes.
Hi, June. Come on in.
No, um, I can't stay,
but thanks for making some time.
I realized that I skipped a step.
I didn't show you the manuscript.
This is a revised version.
I, um, I cut a chapter,
and I made some minor edits here and there.
And I would be curious to hear your opinion.
Great. Can't wait to read it.
Great. Thanks.
And, um, if you would
like me to sign a nondisclosure
about the stuff that I cut...
Would you?
That would be lovely. Thank you.
Oh, and, June, I spoke to Carl Belanger at Stanford...
The president.
Yeah, and, um, there seems to be a mix-up.
A mix-up?
Yeah, the weighting they gave certain categories
of your son's application, they were inputted incorrectly.
And I believe corrections are being made.
I have a very good feeling that he'll get accepted.
Congratulations.
I don't know how to thank you.
Are you ready to serve?
What is going on?
You are not here with me.
I'm sorry. I just can't concentrate.
Really? This makes cattle concentrate.
The whole point is this keeps you in the present.
Yeah.
Are you okay?
Oh, there's, um...
Oh, God. I can't believe I'm even talking about this.
What?
Axe is...
Jesus. Forget it.
No.
He's fucking with my father,
and that's in my head, Wend,
which has to be what Axe wants.
He's a target because of me, you know?
Your father can handle himself.
Mm-hmm.
I'm gonna leave you to stew in it.
Okay.
And when I get back,
you better be focused and obedient.
Have...
I...made... myself... clear?
Yes. Yeah. Very clear.
Stay here.
And wait for your mistress to return.
Ah.
Boys asleep?
Just about. Read a couple of chapters.
- We're at a good part. - Fun.
That Dolores Umbridge sure is a bitch.
Oh, yeah.
I have something for you.
She wrote a book?
- Yes, she did. - Am I in it?
You were. Details about a certain time
at the beginning of the century that very few people know about.
- And? - She made some cuts.
At your suggestion?
She was resistant at first,
but she came around to my way of thinking.
You deserve a Nobel Prize, you know that?
No prize necessary.
I'm so happy for you.
It feels right.
Thank you.
So what's the minimum investment for family and friends?
Uh, $250,000,
but I promised I wouldn't take any money away from Axe.
What if he never finds out?
Patient/doctor in reverse?
Yeah.
Count me in for 250.
Done.
Thanks.
What happened?
Sorry, honey. I just...
Oh, don't worry about it.
Want me to undo you?
Yeah, thanks.
So you wanna just watch TV and eat ice cream?
Yeah, perfect.
There's butter pecan.
I'm gonna go down in a minute and get it soft.
Play ball! Come on!
Ball!
Yeah, good eye, Teddy! You're the man, baby!
You see it, you stroke it, you're the man.
Hey, Coach.
Beautiful day for a ball game.
- Really? - Really.
Is there something you want?
'Cause your lame shit won't work here
any better than it did in your office.
Aren't there rules about you approaching me
- without my lawyer present? - It's okay, Pete.
I'm not here for you. Take it easy.
Ball two!
It was nice that Karen and Bill
come out to see their grandson play.
It'll be a little awkward when we handcuff them
- and haul them off. - Strike!
Come on, Ted!
Strike two!
I don't know. That looked a little low to me.
Anyway, we got a subpoena on your folks' investment portfolio
and it seems that they were in
on the Pepsum trade, among others.
And I know and you know that was not a legal trade.
And they'll say that they didn't know,
that they're innocent.
But hey, that's what they all say.
- This is not right. - Yeah.
Right and wrong. That's a funny line, isn't it?
Ball!
But you know what is kind of wrong?
This being Saturday, we bring them in,
the courts aren't open,
so it's gonna be a sleepover situation.
They don't deserve that.
But that's what they're gonna fucking get.
- Yeah, I'll come in on Monday. - Yes, you will.
Way to go, Teddy! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
Take third! Take third, John!
Okay, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up.
Good thing you held your player.
They had him dead to rights.
You rock, Teddy! You run on anything!
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