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I want you to tell me about your favorite place in the world.
Somewhere safe that nobody can take away from you.
- My aunt Araña's farm in Cuba. - Uh-huh.
Izzy Morales.
No one's spoken at all of what her involvement still is in Araknet.
You guys capped out.
Congrats. You tricked 60 million clickbaiters. Way to go.
I'll tell you what. You get to 100 mil,
and we'll give you your little Series B.
You're on.
Project teams are almost done with the suite,
I just need three months to shape it into SELF.
One month.
Contact!
Yo! Found somethin'.
Special Agent Rebecca Stroud, National Security Agency.
Your network is fermenting terrorist activity, and illicit crime.
Movin' product for Big Keef. Even some MS-13s.
It would be a big shame
if I had to tie you back to LH7 for some past transgressions.
That American dream of yours would be over
faster than a knife fight in a phone booth.
The feds is looking into Araknet.
Some NSA shit.
I'll just have to break 'em down.
Each one of 'em.
I'll start by taking things away, little by little.
They'll think they still have rights.
One day soon...
they will realize...
they're in my world now.
So, if you have dinner at eight...
Dinner at eight, that's noon.
So you don't eat again 'til noon?
That's right.
Sorry, sir. Card must have a bad stripe.
Sixteen hours.
Hang on, hang on, hang on. So, you can eat whatever you want
- for the next eight hours? - Yeah, well, you know.
I mean, you still have to eat reasonably healthy
but you gotta keep in mind, that that rye, it counts as food, too.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
Oh, well, forget that shit.
I shit you not though.
10 pounds just fell off this frame like that.
- Got my magic touch back. - Oh, come on, dude.
Trying to bang junior account managers
does not mean you have your magic touch back.
- Oh, screw you. - Oh, come on, they'll bang you.
They'll bang you to get into bigger accounts.
You might as well enjoy food like regular people.
Not Sophia, man. She used to turn me down left, right, and center
before I got on this thing.
- Sophia? - Yeah!
Sophia, she's playing you like the rest of 'em...
She's not, man!
She's not, okay? And I'll tell you what, in two weeks,
I'm gonna have those Brazilian legs
wrapped around my head like a pretzel.
Sorry, Mr. Chandler, excuse me.
Um, this card declined as well.
Are you...
um, it's gotta be the machine, man.
Tucker; Oh, Jesus. Relax, old man.
We got you, don't have a heart attack.
Thank you.
What's the matter, Wessy,
things getting a little tight over there?
Need me to call you an Uber?
Goddammit.
- Are you ready? - Yeah.
Oh, I'm excited.
"SELF: The one that matters."
- No. - Why?
No, it sounds arrogant.
It's not arrogant, it's confident.
And it's also, it's personal.
I think it would make people reflect.
I think it's a little aggressive.
And I think we need to think more abstract. Something like...
- Like what? - Like, "Think Different."
- Apple? - Yeah, ever heard of 'em?
- Jesus Christ. We're supposed to be different. - I know but...
we don't have to be assholes.
It's not about being an asshole. It's about...
it's not even about being self-involved. It's... the point is,
the app itself is the only one you need.
It's the only one that matters.
It's not that I don't get it. It's just...
I think the fact the fact that we're debating it
is probably not a good sign for a slogan.
But, hey,
can we just talk about something else for the next couple hours?
- You're right, you're right. - 'Cause we're... cheers.
- To one year. - Happy anniversary.
- Since that magical night... - When I first entered you.
What is it?
You call your guy?
Yeah, he's headed back to the bank to check right now.
- I mean, but each account, ya know... - I tried them all.
- Both banks? - Yeah, both banks.
- God damnit. - Yo, this shit for real?
Lookin' that way, man.
Look, we don't know anything yet.
I've still got some calls to make.
- All our money tied up? - All my money, yeah.
No, but I'm talking about Araknet, though. Those accounts?
I'm checking on that right now. Just give me a minute.
Was this her? Was is Stroud?
Well, she didn't leave a note, Nick, so, I'll be damned if I know.
- Well, it had to be her, right? - She can't... she can't...
she doesn't have the authority to do this, right?
She hacked into my car, she can do whatever the hell she wants.
- Did somebody come here? Was somebody here? - We just got here ourselves.
I mean, both my credit cards got shut down.
Stopped at the ATM on the way home... nothing.
Another bank, nothing. Online accounts...
What about the rest of your funds? You have other accounts, right?
Everything that's domestic was in those two accounts, okay?
They're frozen now.
But offshore? You have offshore funds, correct?
- They're offshore for a reason, Nick. - Okay.
- Well, you... - You know what? Do me a favor.
Just shut the fuck up right now, okay?
Uh, okay, so, um... this isn't good.
- You think? - I called my guy over at the AUSA.
A seizure order was signed this afternoon
by Chief Justice Jimenez in the Southern District.
But, we can appeal, right?
I mean, I can file for one,
but it'll take weeks to get in front of a judge.
God damnit. We don't have weeks. Jerry, do we have weeks?
- Gimme a sec. - We gotta do something, right? Kel?
I'm gonna try, don't worry.
I'm just saying, I mean, this stuff takes time.
Okay. My guy at First Federal
says that the order came from a judge.
- I talked to some people, thank you, Jerry. - Oh.
So no money in or out?
For at least a month, and that's being generous.
What about Araknet's funds?
She can't freeze those, she has no grounds.
Okay, so, Jerry, what do we have now in Araknet's funds?
We have enough to keep the lights on for a few weeks.
Okay, that's fine. That's enough.
That's enough time to get SELF out the door.
Uh, no, I literally mean just the lights.
We're not gonna be able to meet at least half our payroll.
- I'm sorry, what? - Wait, how the hell'd that happen?
- Ask Nick. - Maybe just don't ask Nick.
I'm asking Nick.
It was... a fudge.
It was a temporary fudge.
- To empty our accounts?! - No, not empty.
Well, payroll taxes were coming up.
So, we needed to look slim for a minute.
- Correct. Thank you. - Damn.
You would think this is something that a CEO
might consult his co-CEO with.
- It's honestly not a big deal. - Not a big deal?!
- No! - You had Jerry cook the goddamn books!
- Don't be so dramatic! - I didn't cook anything...
Hey! Hey! Hey!
I don't give a horse fuck who cooked what.
All right? I leave you two amateurs to handle shit,
and look what happens!
The government comes down, lays us down,
and sodomizes us, like we're a bunch of altar boys.
Do me a favor, all right?
Figure out a way to get Uncle Sam's horny dick outta my ass,
or I'll burn this place down to the ground with you in it.
Well, if we're gonna be here super late,
I'm gonna order a pizza.
Uh, anyone have any preferences?
Got, uh, Bricktown, Domino's...
- Shut up, Jerry. - Okay.
Three weeks?
Mm-hmm.
Guys, it's...
Okay, um...
Guys, we just went over our current projections on Friday.
What changed?
It's complicated, but, uh,
just know that if we don't get SELF launched in three weeks,
I don't want to scare anyone, but we're dead.
What Nick's trying to say
is that due to the shifting landscape of all-inclusive suites,
it would behoove us to get SELF out to market
- before the end of the quarter. - Exactly.
Yeah, okay, I get that.
But it's not like we've got a bullpen full of Izzys out there.
It's gonna be at least a month,
before the internal platform is even functional.
And Sal, your team, with the apps...
Yeah, what's going on with the apps?
Yeah, um, my team is busting their asses,
but it's a lot of work.
Yeah, so guys, it's gonna be the old adage:
good, fast, cheap. Pick two.
Good and fast.
- Yeah? - You said "pick two."
- Good and fast. - So, you can get more money approved then?
- Sure. What do you need? Tell me. - Okay.
That's easy. We just need manpower.
Okay, can't hire any more people right now. But, what else?
Okay, but no, but that's what I need. I need coders, I need designers.
Sal has needed a right-hand man for the past month...
I'm sorry, we can't hire anyone else right now.
Even just moonlighters, that would work.
- You're just gonna have to put in more time. - More than 16 hours a day?
- Whatever it takes! - Hey, sidebar for a quick second.
Why?
I got an idea, just... sidebar.
Be back.
- All right, what's your idea? - I ain't got one.
I just needed you to shut your damn mouth for a second.
We need to be straight with 'em, Nick.
- What we askin' them to do... - No, no, no.
- No. - People ain't just disposable.
You gotta treat them with respect.
Our people, that's all we got.
Do you know what "our people" are gonna do
if they find out that we are financially frozen?
Kelly is gonna get the funds released by the end of the month.
Everybody will get their paychecks.
Why you rushin', you so damn confident, huh?
'Cause maybe we don't get liquid again.
Don't make that face at me.
You're the one who wanted to diversify our investors.
This is how we do it, we have to prove we have legs.
Does it suck for everyone out there? Yes.
You're not wrong about that.
But if Kelly fails, and we only have 30 days left,
this is our last shot.
Okay.
Okay. Okay.
What if I put in my own money? What if we all do?
I'm tryna raise a family, man, got a baby on the way.
I ain't got much extra just lying around.
All right, all right. Well, Mara, how much can we do?
Well, I don't think anything that would make a difference.
Everything would make a difference right now. Every little bit.
I'm telling you, bro, we need to be out there securing new funds,
not sittin' in here, sweatin' it like this...
Ronald, you don't think any new investors' gonna wonder why
our liquidity's under government seizure?
- Maybe they don't ask. - Nah, they'll know.
There's always due diligence before the checks clear.
This is why we gotta go with somebody we know.
Somebody to look the other way.
Like the Saginaw brothers.
Well, whatever you amazing people decide,
we have five days of liquidity
before we start defaulting on contractor obligations.
Oh, and paying our employees.
Yeah, I already had a few folk ask me why their shit was late.
Wait, hold up real fast.
She just wrote back, Agent Stroud.
- Word? - Yeah, she's willing to meet us...
at Nolan's.
The fast food joint?
Mm. You guys come here ever?
Yeah, I mean, everybody do at some point.
Only place I eat.
Ever?
I travel all over the world.
And it don't matter it's Paris, or Kuala Lumpur,
I can rely on the fact that I will always get the same, exact meal.
This American institution has sold
hundreds of billions of this sandwich
and there has never been one, single, proven case
of food-borne illness.
- Imagine that. - Yeah, well I got the shits real bad one time
from that double bacon burger, so...
No. I can promise you it wasn't that.
Pretty sure it was the double bacon burger.
You know, people think
that food-borne illness happens quick, but...
actually, it takes about 36 to 72 hours
for the strains to gestate.
So, you might be thinkin' that it's that undercooked pork,
or that scallop that did ya in,
when, in fact, it was that unwashed kale salad.
Okay, look here.
You can't come at us like this.
This shit is straight up illegal
and we got about a dozen legs to stand on,
if this whole thang go to court.
I'm not sure I understand what you're referring to,
but you guys should have some pie. It's 2 for 1.
- The seizure order... - No, look...
You froze all our damn money.
I did no such thing, gents.
That was the FBI, from what I heard.
I mean, you can check with the judge.
But, from "what I heard" also,
the order wasn't against your whole company,
it was just your chair of the board.
Okay, all right, fine, so we're just doing this...
new thing where, uh, you just find little loopholes
to go after people outside your jurisdiction.
You know as well as anybody
that this whole thing have to hold up in federal court.
Mm, well, sorta, kinda.
But you know, they could remove the order
and you'd still have problems.
Not with me, of course, more like the DEA, maybe.
You know, with those friends of yours, down in Little Haiti,
who are still buyin' and sellin' arms and narcotics
through the same company for which you currently serve as CEO.
I may not have a back door,
but with your boys,
I have a place to start lookin'.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Oh, okay, well, that's fine.
Cause I don't think your co-CEO does either.
So, we're good.
You really should try that pie.
It's a shame to waste it.
Here!
Okay girls, yes!
Keep it open, keep it open! Keep movin', keep movin'!
That's right! Good job, good job, good job!
Sophia, Sophia, yeah! Adeala, go, go, go, go.
All right, Sophia, yes. Good job!
Come on! Ladies, let's hustle!
Yes! Elsie! Woo!
Alright!
What's up baby? Work stuff?
Yeah, sort of.
Or you still on that bull with E, and Frantz, and 'em.
Maybe not talk about it right now...
We keep not talking about it, then you keep not talking at all.
Just not with Els in the car. Okay?
I'm not a baby, Dad.
I know, it's just somethin' that your mother and I
need to talk about in private. Okay?
You don't owe them nothin'.
They can't eat without being on Araknet,
that's they own damn fault.
That's they own damn fault.
Shit!
Fuck.
Bye.
Shit.
- Hey. - Hey, hey, go back to sleep.
Babe, I'm worried about you.
You're gonna make yourself sick.
It's okay. I'm young, I'm virile.
What about Stella, and all them? Are they still there?
Yeah, some of Sal's guys set up cots on the floor.
Oh, Jesus.
And they still don't know, huh?
Know what?
That we don't have any money.
Kelly's got a date with the judge tomorrow, I'm sure it'll be fine
I didn't see you leave.
What's up with the release?
They're still working on it.
- They're gonna go over it in the morning. - Okay.
Hey, um, I was thinking that we should...
we should really do something for everyone.
My guys and Stella's guys,
just so they know that we appreciate everything they're doing.
They know.
Well... I don't think so.
Not everything has to be a party, Mara.
What's that supposed to mean?
It means that they're used to hard work, okay?
They relish in it.
They don't need... balloons.
Okay, thanks.
Come on, I'm sorry, I...
Don't go.
Come on!
- You didn't tap it down enough. - What?
It ain't workin' 'cause you ain't tap the grounds down enough. Look.
Check this out.
- Oh. - Like that.
Thank you.
I can't figure this thing out.
- All right, and in like this. - And then it's... okay.
Thanks.
Hey, um...
Can I let you in about somethin'?
Yeah, of course.
Are you sure about this?
We got to.
It's crossing a major line.
If this blow back on me,
it blow back on all of us.
The whole company goes down.
Okay.
What the fuck?
Fernan! Fernan!
Hey!
Shit.
Mother...
Shit!
- Hey, what's this? - Huh?
What?
- That's um... - What it should be is a ding. A ding is a happy sound.
This is a whoosh. A whoosh, that's a toilet flushing.
Yeah, I mean... We had, I mean... we... we...
- Toilet flushing. - We still haven't gotten to the point of...
Is this the level of detail? Yes I know, but we talked about this.
The details are everything.
Come on, man, take some pride in the work.
Hey, okay.
Most of the team hasn't even opened
the branding guidelines Mara gave them.
- Uh-huh. - Okay?
We're barely above water on the basic mechanics.
- I know, we all are. - Okay, but you want a ding?
Well, I need people, Nick.
- You want more people? - Yes, I do.
I will get you more people!
Fuck!
Shit...
Isobel?
Okay?
Okay.
Bitch.
- Hi. - Hi.
- I finally got face-time with Judge Nunez. - Mm-hmm.
No go.
She said, since the freeze was requested by the FBI,
FISA has no jurisdiction.
Agent Stroud's still friends with the FBI.
Thought you said FISA can do whatever they wanted?
If they want to.
- I guess they don't want to. - Mmm.
- It's time for plan B. - Yep.
You pick this up, huh? I don't have any dinero.
Sure. Awesome.
Where're you going?
Gonna talk to this bitch myself.
Well, I'm gonna go ahead and advise e
against intimidating a federal agent.
Intim...
Kel...
I'm about to make her my best friend.
Fuck.
This is from a friend.
Hmm.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Evenin'.
Thanks for the drink.
Thank the U.S. government.
Tastes like gimlet.
Tightening the belt.
So, look, um...
what do you really want?
You know what I want.
So, just let me give it to you and let's be done with it.
You want a front row seat to the network?
Unfreeze my money and I'll let you get access.
- How? Are you gonna get it yourself? - "How?"
What do you mean "how?" It's my company.
I would need an office inside your building,
and full-time cooperation for this to work.
I know that your other three partners aren't gonna go for that.
They have three votes to your two.
I can convince them, okay?
You just unfreeze the money. I'll make it happen.
No, that's not the order which this works.
I will unfreeze your money once you turn one of them.
But which one is it gonna be? Because they all hate you.
Look at you.
- You happy in this job? - I love my job.
I'm sure you do.
When was the last time someone laid the wood to ya?
Such a shame, 'cause...
you're kinda pretty.
Somebody like you shouldn't be so alone.
But that's just me. What do I know?
That domestic seizure wasn't even a warning shot.
I know about the Virgin Islands.
And I know what you and Andrew Talman were up to
before you had him killed.
Thanks for the shitty drink.
Hey, you want a Coke or somethin'?
Uh, no bro, I'm good, I'm good.
Ah, bruh, well, I'm glad you're here. For real.
It actually give me an excuse to get out the house.
'Cause them kids 'bout to be the end of me, bruh.
- See what I'm sayin'? - Oh, bruh, I feel that. You in it now.
Dawg, and Alma.
She all up in my nuts, talkin' about,
"you gotta be around more."
Boy, these are the tough years, right here. Real talk.
I'm sayin', you know what I mean.
So, how y'all doin', man?
How the boys?
Miss y'all.
It's not good.
Not good at all.
No?
Nah. You ain't talked to Frantz?
Araknet,
that job done gone cold.
- Dead cold. - Get the hell out here.
Dawg, our business more than cut in half.
Damn.
I mean, that must be some type of fluke, though,
or something like that. Ain't that right?
We hurtin', zo. We're hurtin bad.
We got all this stock in the back.
We can't even move it.
Damn.
I mean, I told y'all the feds been gettin' the drop.
Folks must be scared or some shit, but damn.
Maybe so, but Frantz talkin' 'bout
selling it wholesale back on the streets.
Tryna play that volume game for a minute, feel me?
No, no, no, no, no.
The streets done gone cold, bruh.
That's the reason why y'all in this spot to begin with.
No...
You talkin' 'bout sellin' to Little Haiti.
We talkin' 'bout stretching our legs.
Dawg, we tryna expand our territory, dawg.
Bruh, you can't do that.
All right then, boss, what else we got?
What we supposed to do?
- Morning, Earl. - Big Nick.
- How you doin'? - Good, how 'bout yourself?
Good.
Hey, where is everyone?
I think they quit, right?
Oh! I have not received my paycheck for the week yet.
So... is that... like,
when's that happening?
Uh... I'll get back to you.
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