01x04 - Cutting Promos

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Heels

My brother betrayed me!

I'm not entirely sure folks

want to see Ace do anything

after you made him cry in the ring.

Are people talking about us?

'Cause if they are, that's a good thing.

Mr. and Mrs. Eddie and Annie Earl,

good to see y'all.

My banner is missing

the verse from Revelation

that I had sent over to y'all.

Would you get the f*ck off me?

I'm not your boyfriend.

How clear can I be?

And if DWL's a problem for you,

do just don't come to the shows.

I have to come, Jack,

because it's our whole life.

What the f*ck was that sh*t, Jack?

The whole f*cking crowd was booing me.

They were all chanting.

You'd make a really good heel!

This is what you wanted, ain't it, Jack?

- No!

- Take it, Bobby!

I'm a heel now.

I f*cked up pretty bad.

Behold our new title belt.

We're still waiting

for the boss to sign off

on the redesigned logo,

which will go dead in the center.

Our research has revealed

an overlooked fact.

If you sit in the nosebleed seats,

the current belts are hard to see.

But this revised and

improved title belt

highly visible.

This dynamic redesign

lends itself to premium

placement in toy stores.

This is true.

I think it needs sound effects.

Make it beep and boop and sh*t.

Perfect. Yeah, yeah.

Kids will love playing with

it even more if we add that.

Yeah, of course they will.

That's all it is, is a toy

a toy I fractured my skull for,

a toy I got two knee replacements for,

a toy I watched a lot of friends die

in a f*cking gutter chasing down.

Ha!

Whoo!

Can we please remember this

is an office, not a ring, Bill?

Oh, it's all a ring, sweetheart.

As a former champion,

we need you to get behind this.

I hate this f*cking belt.

It's a piece of sh*t.

But I am a reliable soldier, Maria.

It's all good.

Off to Cleveland.

Gonna need to pack my robe,

if I'm getting back on camera.

Nothing on camera this week,

but good to be ready if things change.

Sir?

Sir, are you okay in there?

Oh, oh, oh. Ooh!

Pardon me! Ha ha!

Oh, yeah, y'all first-class

yuppie fucks filming this sh*t.

Hell, I would, too.

You're about to witness

a phoenix rise from the ashes.

The ass-b*ating, ass-eating man hisself!

Here's what I think of

your toy, you corporate c**ts.

The kids gonna love playing with it.

- Ah.

- Uh, we need an air marshal.

Ooh!

Breakfast in a half hour.

You're not there,

you eat with the ducks.

I really did it this time, didn't I?

Don't wallow. Come eat.

Hey, tell Ted to fetch me a towel.

Don't push it.

Staci. Hey, Staci, wake up!

- sh*t.

- What? Oh, my God.

- Thomas?

- Oh, sh*t!

- Hey, hey, get up.

- What?

Want you to get out of the house

with your mom right now, please.

Dad, what's going on? Not my blanket.

Hey, get out of the house right now!

- Come on, baby.

- God damn it.

You're going hard

on that maple syrup, Bill.

My sister shipped that to us

from New Hampshire.

It's pretty tasty, right?

Well, syrup's syrup.

The syrup's delicious, hon.

If we're telling truths,

pancakes are a little dry, Ted.

That's why I soaked 'em in syrup.

But they are filling. Grazie.

Hey, look here.

Whoo!

See how big the censored bit

in the video is?

Hard to hide my natural blessing.

Blurry but lengthy.

Okay, you know what?

Put it away, please.

- There she is.

- Knock it off.

- Hey.

- Hey, it's the prettiest debutante in Duffy.

Hey, Bill. Anything left

for breakfast today?

I'm a hungry guest, I admit.

So what's the word? Suspension? Fine?

No, boss lady just wants me to lay low

until she sorts things out.

I mean, I imagine post-9/11,

you got some U.S. Marshal issues here.

Post-9/11 that's a

timely reference, Ted.

Why not say post-Watergate,

or post-Berlin Wall?

I raided a beverage cart.

My story's put the league

back in the spotlight.

This publicity's good publicity.

Calling your boss the

C-word, not so much.

Is the C-word the "cock" word

or the "c**t" word?

- No, no, no

- Hey, what we don't no.

- No, no that's not

- Look, we say "the C-word"

so we don't have to say the actual word.

No, and we don't say the actual word

because it's impolite to do so.

Okay, just

Robin, to answer your question,

both C-words accurately describe

the countless corporate assholes

who dismiss the input

of mavericks like myself

icons who built a global enterprise

who now must watch it be destroyed

by a ruthless lust for money.

Cock words and c**t words,

the lot of 'em.

But don't be afraid of words or people.

- How's school?

- It sucks.

What kind of lies they telling

in U.S. history these days?

Fire chief thinks the squirrels

ate through the wiring.

I knew it.

That was my favorite blanket.

We're gonna make this a good thing.

Let's go to a hotel that has a pool.

- Yeah!

- No, no, no. I'm sorry.

It's gonna cost a lot of money

to rewire the whole house.

We got to save.

Hey, the whole house

didn't go up in flames.

Not yet. Will soon.

You don't know that.

Yeah, well, I do know that our insurance

won't cover all the damage.

Look, we just it is what it is.

We just have no emergency cushion.

We need to I need

Jack, I've got to get a job.

We got a real good meeting with

Eddie Earl today, all right?

Bunch of money's gonna

come into the DWL.

Have faith.

Come on, let's go pack for Grandma's.

Come on, bud.

Pajama pants and cowboy boots

are a good look on you.

Ooh.

I love f*cking to this song, baby.

Dude, there's a lady present.

How about it, Crystal?

You like getting down

with some tunes on?

You don't have to answer that.

No, I like to focus on my own rhythm.

Mm.

That's facts. She and Ace need no music.

Hey! You told me you weren't looking.

I wasn't looking.

I heard, "You're hot". "No, you are".

Ace Spade, lucky m*therf*cker now.

Did he ever apologize to you

for that crap he said

to you at the show?

Ace ain't the saying-sorry type.

Now, that is a damn

good-looking head of hair.

Thank you very much.

Hey, Crystal, um, I need a cut, too.

I mean, I'm short cash,

but I got this, uh, $20, uh,

TGI Friday's gift card.

I mean, it's as good as money.

Yeah, if you like TGI Friday's,

which, lucky for you, assh*le, I do.

- Quite a bit.

- Hey!

Come on.

Hey, Crystal, could you stop

by my trailer before you leave?

I have something I want to run by you.

- Ooh.

- Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, you got to run something by her.

- Sure thing, Bobby.

- Thanks.

"Sure thing, Bobby".

- Get out of here.

- "Sure thing, Bobby".

Hey, you think Bobby has any lice?

'Cause I don't trust that mullet.

What about that beard of yours?

- Hey, how's it going?

- Hey.

Uh, do you want a water

or Diet Dr. Pepper or anything?

- Um, I'm good.

- Okay. Come on in.

Wow, this trailer

is, uh is not gross.

Yeah, my grandpa gave it to me.

I just, you know, want to honor him.

I can't write when

it's dirty, either, so

- I didn't know you wrote.

- Yeah.

I mean, mostly lyrics, and then

I started four graphic novels,

but mostly it's rap,

like my entrance song.

So

Would you like to sit down?

Yeah, sure.

So, uh, what what's going on?

Uh

Who is Bobby Pin?

- What do you mean?

- My character in the ring.

I don't know who he is,

and it's a lot of pressure,

because they want to keep

my feud with Ace going, and

Well, that's that's amazing.

Congratulations.

Thank you, but she said

that my gimmick sucks.

Well, she was probably hungover.

She said it's not her job

to come up with something

that I could inhibit.

- Inhabit?

- I'm not sure the difference.

One of them is spelled with an A.

The other's spelled with an I.

One prevents you

from doing the thing

that you want inhibit.

And the other, you become

the thing that you want

inhabit.

It's an amazing language, English.

- Yeah, I like my crosswords.

- Yeah.

It's just, if Jack hates my idea,

he's not gonna give me a push.

Don't waste your time trying to predict

what Jack will or won't do.

I was really hoping that

you could help me think

of something, like, badass.

I'm not really sure

my taste suits the DWL.

Yeah, but you're badass.

People respect you.

Well, I definitely know that's not true,

but just tell me what you were thinking.

Word. This is a new song

I've been cooking up.

Okay.

Uh, well, this is it.

Yeah.

Bobby Pin ♪

Texas ♪

Put a pin in it ♪

Come on, let's go.

No time for your lanes ♪

Put a pin in it ♪

Bobby Pin all day put a pin in it ♪

- The ladies all say ♪

- Uh, can

Put a pin in it ♪

Okay, um

you know, when I see when I see this

and I see all of this,

I don't really see rap.

Do you?

No?

No, you don't.

Okay.

All right, so streaming's the key.

We want to build out our YouTube channel

with a high-quality streaming broadcast.

That's that's the hook.

People come for the streaming,

but they stay for the back catalog.

Got old matches,

uh, old promos, old heroes.

The DWL's back catalog's 500 videotapes.

They're sitting at my mother's house.

I would have taped over them

for my Hallmark movies.

She would have. She would have, I swear.

We got vintage Wild Bill,

from when he was starting his career

and a bunch of other guys

you'd recognize

that came through Duffy as stringers.

It's content. It's history.

And it's a social-media

manager in Atlanta

to digitize the tapes,

which is gonna cost.

Uh, because everyone's phone's

with 'em all the time,

the DWL can be with 'em

all the time, highlights.

There we go on Facebook,

on Twitter, Instagram.

We got the TikTok, and, uh

- Build a DWL Snapchat filter.

- There we go.

Let our fans carry the promotion load.

I love Facebook

connecting with old friends,

meeting new ones.

- Yes, you do, dear.

- I love it. I do.

And if I was gonna try to start

a baby wrestling league,

this is how I'd do it.

- Hmm.

- But I'm not.

No, that's right. We are.

We just need a little help

from our sponsor.

Right. Uh, look, Annie,

Eddie, you know Jack.

He's a true talent, he's

just a phenomenal storyteller.

Uh, you know, now is the

time to get behind him.

I've been in since the get-go.

I'm giving you as much

as I'm comfortable.

Any more just wouldn't be

a wise investment.

What? Tell us why not, Eddie.

Uh, supporting the DWL

is good for my pawn shop.

- Mm-hmm.

- Because we're here in Duffy

a place where people

pawn things they cherish,

because their backs

are up against the wall.

We don't live in a

"taking chances" kind of world.

Oh.

Are you writing down what he said?

For his book.

Now, my second-hand car business,

that's where I could use the growth,

but the DWL doesn't help me there,

'cause y'all ain't got the reach.

I told your father your biggest

problem i-is in the name.

Duffy Wrestling League?

Every show's a house show.

Anybody that gives a crap

lives in the area.

Well, that's my point, Eddie.

We need someone local to get behind us,

and then we can expand our fanbase.

There's got to be something

we can do here,

to-to show you what we mean.

Jack, I invest in the DWL

because you provide a c*ptive audience

that's emotionally invested

in make-believe,

an audience made up of folks who,

despite their circumstances,

believe that dreams are gonna come true

and their luck can change.

But unless Duffy wins a bid

to be the next Amazon outpost

or a hurricane lops off half of Georgia,

makes Duffy oceanfront,

dreams aren't coming true,

and and luck ain't turning,

and the population of Duffy

ain't expanding.

Neither is the DWL.

- I'm sorry.

- No, I'm sorry.

I see your sign out there

with the God, community,

and the the low pricing,

and you're a you're

a local entrepreneur

and a man of faith

who's not showing any faith

in the family he's known

for a long time.

Annie, Eddie, thank you.

Thank you both. Look, I'm sorry.

- f*cking piece of sh*t.

- Hey.

- Yeah.

- Jack, wait up.

Why the f*ck he take

that f*cking meeting?

Because he's a businessman,

that's why, and he's still

our main sponsor.

Well, f*ck him, because that

presentation was f*cking good.

- Okay. Jack

- It made perfect f*cking sense.

And I want to take

that little m*therf*cker

- and throw him through a wall.

- Hey, hey, hey, stop.

Look at me.

You're running way too hot.

Well, the walls feel like

they're closing a little bit, Willie.

Closing in doesn't mean

tumbling down just yet.

So we work harder. We stay focused.

Not get emotional.

Look, this thing of ours

this thing that we've put

so much time into

will not succeed,

if you let your emotions

get the better of you.

So what? Eddie thinks

we don't have reach.

You want that fish on the line,

we got to prove him wrong.

Just go deal with your fire fiasco.

I've got my own fire

to put out with Billy.

Why'd you let that f*cking

jackass stay at your house?

It's more occupying than staying.

He's drying out, sleeping, worrying.

He's terrified of losing his job.

Poor Wild Bill.

Do you know what I would give

for his money or his problems?

I don't understand

why you were ever with him.

- You never had sex with him.

- Oh, God damn it, Willie.

You said you didn't understand.

There's a lot of things

a girl will overlook

when the sex is great.

Let's put that on a f*cking Post-It.

Everyone knows that one already.

Look, the people you love in your 20s,

they get their hooks into you

in a f*cked-up way.

Things didn't end well with me and Bill.

I don't know, maybe me

letting him stay with us

is a way to move past that.

And, you know,

with Bill down on his luck,

he might be willing to promote us.

He's got a hell of a lot more

people paying attention to him,

for the first time in years.

I don't want him anywhere near me.

Howdy.

William, you need to play nice

until I get your renegotiation done.

Paula, I can't recall the last time

you called me with good news.

Last week I called you

about the Burger King spots

with Ridley Scott,

before you decided to call

your bosses corporate c**ts.

You're my manager. I gave

you something to manage.

You're welcome.

You want me to manage your d*ck

and teach you how to

keep it in your pants?

Unfortunately, your spending habits

don't give you a lot of leverage.

I have spent the last

three years diversifying,

like you advised.

Oh, I never said invest

in the oil sands project

in Alberta.

I mean, what are you driving right now?

You driving a Corolla,

or did you f*cking upgrade

to an Escalade, hmm?

You make choices

like you're the only one

who's ever gonna win, but you aren't.

- You need to go to rehab.

- Oh.

It is a legitimate gesture

that they may respond to

with some compassion

regarding your use of success

and service to them.

Now, I am flying down there,

and we're gonna hold a press conference.

You will say nothing, post nothing,

do nothing until we speak in person.

Got to go.

I know it is just a cleaning,

but can I get some laughing gas?

Oh, not that one.

I don't know what this brand

feeds their chickens

before they slaughter 'em,

but I find that it has more

flavor and fries crispier.

- Sour Patch Kids.

- No.

Hey, Carol, you ever want to get a job

while you were raising Jack and Ace?

Aside from designing, cutting,

and sewing the costumes for

my husband's wrestling league,

while trying to keep that husband happy?

No.

Gave my life to my boys.

Always had one eye peeled,

even while I was at the sewing machine.

It's the life of the mom.

Good one anyway.

Why? Not why'd you

give your life to him,

but why'd you never work?

Raising kids is a full-time job

if you're doing it right.

Anyone disagrees, they are wrong.

Uh, you don't want 'em living

too many hours with babysitters

who don't love 'em,

who just think of 'em

as an opportunity to make money.

But then babysitters cost less.

I thought I'd be living elsewhere,

but things turned out differently.

Oh, grab that, uh,

Pillsbury flour for me, please.

I got a coupon for the King Arthur.

Well, at this stage of my life,

I find something that works

for me, I stick with it.

It's Pillsbury for me.

All right, I think we got it.

Wow!

Sweet. Bobby '85.

Yeah, I mean, it's the

golden age of wrestling.

You already got the mullet.

Well, I mean, you gave me

a great cut, so

- It's nostalgia.

- Yeah.

You know how every movie's a remake

'cause folks just want to remember

how good sh*t used to be?

Yeah.

I think I probably have

to stop eating, though,

'cause you drew my abs

a little bit too good.

No, you look great.

Thank you. It's awesome.

Yeah, Bobby '85 it is.

- Thank you, baby.

- Keep their tab open.

Well, dang, I haven't

seen you in a hot minute.

- What's up, Tricia?

- Figured you got back together

with your little trailer-park gal.

Yeah, no.

Uh, just been busy.

Yeah, I bet.

Hey, can I get a Miller and 24 wings?

Sure thing.

Oh, by the way, your friend is here.

Kooky Bill.

- Here here?

- Yeah.

Yeah, he's in the bathroom

boozing and blowing oxy.

Uh, hey, can I get those

wings to go, please?

Yeah, but I get off in an hour.

You should stay and flirt.

The prince of Duffy. How goes?

Super good, Bill. You?

Super-duper good, son.

I'll bet. I saw your,

uh, video on Barstool.

Only helps to build my brand.

Just ask Scarlett Jo Smoke Show

back there.

I'll bet she's seen it.

Yeah, you need a trim down there, Bill.

They don't call me

Wild Bill for nothing.

I got untamed pubes.

I'd eat a mile of her sh*t,

just to lick where it came out.

How long you in town for?

Headed back up

to headquarters any day now.

Get me a new assignment.

Very cool.

Hey, listen

I know the last time we talked

it was me squirting sh*t into your pool.

Hope you didn't take that personally.

I really did think you had the goods.

Did?

Ha! Do. Still do.

Thanks.

You ain't leaving, are you?

Yeah, we're having Jack's

family over for dinner tonight.

f*ck that, man. I know your mama.

She don't do dinner at 4:30.

Let me grease the skids with some beers,

and let's hustle some pool.

Your dad would love that.

Taking money off these dunces

was one of Tom's superpowers.

Come on, big man, let's play.

That's my g*dd*mn partner.

Welcome to the woodshed. Chop-chop.

- I missed.

- No, no, not

I'm talking about, where's the passion?

Where's the anger? You're a heel now.

You got the perfect excuse.

I don't want to talk about wrestling.

Then I guess you don't

want to talk about me

pitching your new bad-guy

gimmick to the big boss.

They really didn't fire your ass?

f*ck, no!

They f*cking love that video.

It was a promo.

I'm just here taking time out,

as a formality, you know.

Guys like me and you

we ain't meant to stay

in these small-town shitholes.

Your brother, on the other hand

Your sh*t.

Uh-oh.

You want to know the trick?

To what?

Every day a hundred things happen to me

make me want to spit.

f*cking people and all their bullshit,

their untested manhood

makes me want to step on a frog,

hear it crunch and ooze.

No time for a final, feeble ribbit.

The regular folks,

they got to let that sh*t go.

Puke out the black flies.

But I use it.

I soak it up.

That's my superpower.

Pay attention.

Hey, you mind telling me what

happened to your nine ball?

I don't recall y'all sinking that one.

Um

Ah, hmm.

You shrugging, cheating

chicken-dicks snuck that ball in.

- We didn't cheat.

- Uh-uh.

The ball must have rolled in

on accident or something.

You calling me a liar, cheater?

Bet your wife's a cheater,

too, you little cuck.

Don't talk about my wife.

Dude, guys, just chill out,

all right, man?

It's not a big deal.

Hold on. You gonna seriously tell me

you don't let someone else stick

that fat-ass wife of yours,

you little f*cking cuck bitch?

Cuck-a-doodle-doo, m*therf*cker!

Hey, f*ck you, man.

What? You want to get rowdy?

You gonna do something,

or you gonna stand there

while I f*ck you doggie style?

Did you shave your taint for me?

You'd like that, wouldn't you,

you little cuck bitch?

Sorry about the ball, okay?

I'm just f*cking with you.

Ah! Whoo!

Get the f*ck out of here.

That's why I'm the best at what I do.

Reckon you got it in you, too,

just like your dad.

He played nice for the crowds,

but Tom had a vicious side.

You tap that vein, riches will flow.

Mom, it's been 15 minutes.

The food's gonna get cold.

But we eat together

as a family so rarely.

I'd like to wait for your

brother, if that's okay.

Take off your hat.

Looks pretty good, though.

Thomas, please say the blessing.

Dear God, thank You for this dinner.

Thank You for the Falcons, the Braves,

and especially the Bulldogs.

God bless the chickens that d*ed,

so they could be this food.

God bless my family the most.

Me, Mom, Dad,

Uncle Ace, Granny, Gran-Gran,

Grandma Spade, and

Grandad Spade in Heaven.

Amen.

Amen.

Ace, pass the smushy rice, please.

Thomas, your grandad isn't in Heaven.

He's in hell where people go

when they k*ll themselves.

What do you mean?

Uh, I don't think Thomas

needs to hear this right now.

He needs to hear what happens

to folks who k*ll themselves.

Hey, Mom, please, come on.

Please lie to him about hell?

In the Bible, Judas k*lled himself,

and Judas isn't in Heaven,

I can assure you of that.

Hey, buddy, how's, uh

how's little league going?

- I'm playing third base.

- Third base?

Your granddad is on fire for eternity.

That's what happens when you give up.

- God gives up on you.

- Damn it, Carol, enough!

Where are you going?

I got to work.

Please sit.

Dad's, uh, burning flesh

kind of ruined my appetite.

Yeah, I mean, my parents

were always telling me,

"Just stay the course, Bobby".

It's like, man, sometimes

I wish life was like

Mario Kart or something,

where the course

is just up in the corner, you know?

Yeah, right?

So, when people told you

"stay the course",

you kind of know what

the course looks like.

- Like, who's in front of you

- Mm-hmm.

- who's coming up behind you.

- Mm-hmm.

Okay, I would always play as Toad.

Who were you?

- Diddy Kong.

- Okay, fair, I love Diddy Kong.

Crystal, thank you for helping me.

I mean, really, thank you.

Yeah, I love this stuff.

- It's it's fun, you know?

- Mm-hmm.

You know, when you

when you asked me to, um,

come to your Airstream earlier,

I thought you were gonna, like,

make a move on me or something.

What, like a dance move?

I can moonwalk pretty good, actually.

It's hard in the boots.

Yeah, by pretty good,

you mean pretty bad?

- Bobby Pin.

- Hey.

- Can I get a selfie?

- Yeah.

- Uh, can I hand you this?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Thanks.

- Wait. Crystal, you too.

Uh, you know what?

My hands are a little full.

I'll catch you at the Dome, all right?

- Hey, we'll do one with us.

- Awesome.

Ready? Let's do one, big muscles, okay?

- Okay.

- Here we go, big muscles.

Yeah.

Thanks, guys. High five.

All right, thanks a lot.

Y'all come to the Dome, okay?

- I will.

- I'll see you there.

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

You're gonna be a great face.

Thanks.

Ace loved being a face,

but he wasn't so good

at turning on his smile.

But I guess now he won't have to.

Hey, bud.

Thanks for letting me

take your bed, Uncle Ace.

All good, little man. You can't sleep?

Thinking of granddad on fire.

He ain't on fire.

Grandma says he is.

Well, grandparents

don't know everything.

She said it was in the Bible.

She should reread it.

Should I tell her that?

You should not.

You know, adults know a lot more

about some stuff than kids.

But no one

and I mean no one

knows what happens after you die.

So, whenever someone says that they do,

all you got to do is nod.

You don't got to agree or disagree.

Just nod.

- Isn't a nod a yes?

- Sometimes.

Sometimes a nod is just a way

to end a conversation

you don't want to keep having.

You understand?

That's my nephew.

Uncle Ace, who cleaned him up

after he k*lled himself,

when he was when he was laying there?

Your daddy cleaned him up real good.

Did Daddy cry when he saw him?

I wasn't there. I was with Grandma.

Was Grandma sad?

She's still sad.

She seems mad.

Sometimes that's the way sad comes out.

Why did he do it?

His spirit got broken.

How did his spirit get broken?

Hey, I heard somebody

needs a new blanket.

Why don't you try this one on for size?

It's a nice Georgia Bulldogs

blanket for you.

Are you serious?

Just don't let your daddy

put out any fires with it.

I love you, Uncle Ace.

Back at you, bud.

Sleep loose.

All right, just tell me when to go.

I'm sorry. Now? Don't f*ck with me.

Now? All right, is that frame okay?

All right.

Thank you for giving up your bed.

Thomas should be down here.

Basement's scary, even now.

- You watching old DWL sh*t?

- Yeah.

I cut a promo today where

I challenged The Rock.

- The Rock?

- The Rock.

The Rock The Rock?

The Rock The Rock, yeah.

I thought maybe it gets

shared on social media.

He sees it, comes down,

plays with us, and helps

put us on the map.

Like one of those videos

where the nerdy kid

asks Taylor Swift

to go to prom with him?

When you put it that way, yeah.

- Young Wild Bill.

- Mm-hmm.

Look at all that hair.

I've got news for you, little half-wit!

- "Little half-wit".

- You ain't in for no treat!

Just a good old-fashioned ass-whupping!

So f*cking cheesy.

It was innovative.

They were innovators.

Now it's just been done to death.

Long live the King, baby!

Did we get it?

Don't make me do that sh*t again.

Do you think Dad's in hell?

You didn't listen to mom

your entire life,

and you're just gonna start now?

You seen, uh, Florida Dystopia's promos?

They're the ones where Charlie Gully

lights people on fire, and

they chant "f*ck the DWL".

Yeah, I seen those a few times.

I'm just saying, you know,

they they look like movies,

not like not like these.

I want to use something

like that, something cinematic.

I didn't call you down here

for notes on creative.

- All right?

- Ah, right, I forgot.

Yeah, you got it all figured out.

You know, I was with

Wild Bill this afternoon,

and all I kept thinking to myself was,

"Do I have to tell Jack about this?"

And, "Is Jack gonna be angry

at me for doing this?"

Like you're my f*cking dad.

I mean damn it, Jack.

Why do you have to control

everything all the time?

Because I'm the one that's

creating things all the time.

How was good old Wild Bill?

Maybe I should pay him a visit,

get some tips on how

to completely f*ck up my life.

Do you have to be an

assh*le to be a heel?

Are you asking,

or are you calling me an assh*le?

No.

You do not have to be

an assh*le to be a heel.

You got to be able to take

the heat if you're a heel,

and you need to learn how to separate

you the character from you the person.

You cannot take this sh*t home with you.

And when you're starting out

that is easier said than done.

All right, Mr. Tarantino.

You want to help me with this or what?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

Really?

Prepare to be amazed.

My favorite lady boss

my favorite lady boss ♪

How's Georgia? They give you

the old hero's welcome?

Always.

So what's up?

Figured y'all are calling

'cause you want to get me back

in front of the cameras again.

No, no, no, I'm just playing.

Hey, look, when I said

"corporate c**ts",

I wasn't referring to you.

Bill, the blowback's considerable.

Well, I'm not surprised.

You see me with my pants off,

it's gonna

it's gonna cause a stir.

Yeah, well

You didn't hire me to act

the f*cking saint, Maria.

No, but we letting you go.

Thank you for everything

you've done for us, really.

That's just about

the most insincere thing

I ever heard in my f*cking life.

Dude, you have a trampoline.

That is very sick.

- It's so old.

- Yeah, exactly.

It doesn't have the stupid

net cages on the side

to keep you from falling out of it,

so it's, like, perfect for practicing.

Oh, uh, do you have a bathroom?

Uh, for the costume.

I brought the costume

with me, to try it on.

Oh, yeah, right.

Uh, yeah, just right there.

Yeah? Okay, thanks.

Here comes Bobby '85!

Hey, how's it looking in there?

Awesome. By the way, I'm gonna tell

Jack and Willie that

my gimmick was your idea.

Uh, no, you you really

don't have to do that.

Well, you deserve the credit, Crystal.

I mean, if they want to cut me

just 'cause I needed help, f*ck it.

Bobby, for real, just just don't.

I'm I'm just a valet.

I got to fly low right now.

Dude

I will respect your wishes,

but you are not just a valet.

You are super smart,

and you're really talented,

and, yeah, the people

at the top may not see it,

but we do.

You're the one that should be

getting the push, all right?

Come on.

Now, tell me

how's my costume?

You know

I think you shouldn't be Bobby '85.

I think you should be Bobby Pin.

I told you, I don't know who that is.

Well, I do.

He's a good guy,

just a real good guy.

I think that's enough of a gimmick.

What do I dress as, then?

Just be you

and a little less like Liberace.

You get this text from Jack?

We're sh**ting a promo?

Hmm. Bobby Pin.

Toast of Duffy, I hear.

Crystal, I'm not here for trouble.

I just want some Code Red

Mountain Dew, all right?

Would you look what the cat

puked out of her gizzard?

Oh! Oh, man. Come on.

Come on, man. Come on, man.

What's the problem?

Oh, God, Ace, it's cold.

Come on, Bobby. Come on, Bobby.

Finish him off, baby!

You bet ya, honeybee.

Come on, man. Come on, Ace.

Come on, Bobby.

You like those doughnuts?

Get back here, Ace!

Whoa, whoa. What are you doing?

Are you crazy or something?

What is that? You

Come on, Bobby. Come on, Bobby.

Hey, JV squad! Hey!

All right, if y'all got

a score to settle

You get off me now!

If y'all got a score to settle,

you gonna do it in my ring

next Sunday night.

And whoever wins, well,

they get a sh*t at this.

All right. Cut.

Let's see, come on.

Dude.

- Dude!

- Nice!

- Hey.

- Come on!

This is great. This is great.

Oh, Bobby, you caught my fist

like you're in the f*cking Matrix, man.

And that's your new character?

Yes, uh, it's just me.

I'm a regular guy.

You're a man of the people.

That works for me.

All right. Did we get it?

I mean, I-I'm down to go again.

I could get out of that truck faster.

We got some beats we could pick up

Hey, y'all are paying us

to close down for an hour.

- Let's do it.

- Heck, yeah.

Oh, hey, Crystal, when you

circle us with the ATV,

you know, really make sure

you lay down that rubber,

baby, you know?

You know, and and, Willie,

really push into that

close-up there, right?

You know, uh, when she's

revving in Bobby's face.

- I think that'll look sick.

- Yeah, yeah, I can do that.

Yeah, it doesn't sound dangerous at all.

Don't you run me over.

Get your dry clothes on, get cleaned up.

- We'll go again.

- Hey, Jack.

- Yeah?

- Do cats have gizzards?

f*ck, no, cats ain't got

no damn gizzards.

And make sure you blow-dry

your hair before the next take.

Yeah, and get some

mousse on it, too, yo.

It sounds good. Keep it in.

Look at him, he's still

thinking about the sh*t.

Wear that outfit again.

It's so dumb, dude.

It's the best outfit you ever seen.

Don't don't do it, man.

- Sweet car.

- Oh, hey, thanks, bro.

And, hey, thanks a lot

for the opportunity, man.

- I-I appreciate it.

- Yeah, man.

It's fun being the bad guy.

Hey, uh, can I talk to you for a sec?

Yeah.

I just wanted to say, uh

uh, you did awesome.

So did you.

You're a great heel.

Yeah, I mean, it's just about separating

the guy from the character, I think.

Hey, you want to go

for a bite and celebrate

our first cinematic promo?

That sounds delicious,

but I got to work a shift here now.

Oh, right.

Right, yeah. Uh, word.

Uh, well, hit me up.

Yeah, I'll, uh

hit you up.

Okay.

Nice work, ladies.

Be good.

Good luck with them cat gizzards.

- Hey, Carol.

- Oh.

Oh, sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

We're headed home.

Well, uh, Thomas's socks

are in the dryer.

I got 'em. Thank you.

Listen, I'm sorry about what happened

the other night at dinner.

You've been through a lot,

and I know with the anniversary

of Tom coming up, it must be

Please, let's not call it that.

It's, uh it's not

a red-letter calendar day.

I was about to say I don't mean to pry,

but I guess that's something

people only say

before they start prying.

But I

I want to pry because

I want to know how you feel

uh, how you felt.

You know, I've been

thinking a lot lately,

and, well, we've never

really talked all that much,

and I've been married

to your son nine years now.

So, if you ever want to talk

about things sometime

Tom always had to drive.

When whenever we went

anywhere, uh, on a trip,

to a show, even to the grocery store,

he never let me drive.

Uh, and I tell you,

I get into a car now,

and I barely know what to do.

I'm scared,

and I used to love to drive.

But now I just let Ace

take me everywhere, and

and sometimes I think about that,

and I just get so mad.

And I guess that's why I say things.

I-I find that anger is

more useful than grief.

I understand that.

I've felt that.

No one can step into my loss for me,

and that's probably

why talking about the past

makes me so mad.

Uh, enough of that.

You better get going,

before it gets too late.

All right, well, I'm gonna hug you.

You ever keep that thing in your pants?

It was created to be shared.

Not by my neighbors, dumbass.

You got a cigarette?

You got shitcanned, didn't you?

It was a mutual parting of the ways.

Heard Ted and Robin talking

about some promo you all sh*t today.

Oh, yeah.

I guess it wouldn't have made sense

to have me there, would it?

I can't imagine

what a star of my profile

could possibly add

to your Podunk operation.

Jack's operation.

f*ck that little punk.

He's the reason Tom k*lled hisself.

- Easy.

- You know it.

Can't pin that on me.

Oh, you think I f*cked that up,

like I f*ck everything up,

like I f*cked my whole life up?

I see you looking down your nose at me.

Let me tell you something.

Your life ain't so perfect.

- I didn't say it was.

- You and wiener Ted.

The guy knows I used to tag his wife,

yet he still lets me in his home.

And that daughter

you can't f*cking stand.

Too bad I wasn't around

to pay for that abortion, too.

Go on!

Piece of f*cking sh*t. f*ck you!

You didn't move a f*cking muscle.

That's why you're the greatest.

What the hell are you doing, man?

The hotel by the interstate's got rooms.

Free breakfast, all

the syrup you can eat.

Bye, Bill.

All I want ♪

Is the best of things ♪

And all I get ♪

Yeah, is sympathy ♪

And I get so sick ♪

Of the losing game ♪

Ah!

I thought you said you knew how to jump.

- Come on.

- I do!

- Let's see it.

- Oh, no.

- Here we go, ready?

- Okay.

I'll jump you. One, two, three.

Okay. Oh, sorry.

- That was pretty good.

- You did not save me.

- Here you go.

- Aah!

Good? You good? I got you, I got you.

- Yeah, thanks.

- Oh, hey!

Oh, right in the ribs.

What was that? Come on.

- No, no, no.

- Oh, God!

Can we do that again? Oh, come on.

I mean, I think

I think that might have been

the highest bounce we ever got.

Hey, when do you want

to get some ice cream again?

Oh, man, look, I-I just been thinking

that we probably shouldn't be

seen out in public together.

Ace's valet hanging out

with Ace's rival

I think Jack might k*ll us.

Yeah, I guess we'll just have

to hang out here, then, huh?

Oh, sh*t.

What the

Somebody keyed my Bronco.

What the f*ck?

I don't know, it kind of looks

like a racing stripe, huh?

Ahh.

How's my baby boy?

Not feeling too hot right now, Mama.

You can tell me why.

Just, uh, feeling a bit blue is all.

Well, don't wallow.

Your daddy indulged his blue moods,

got to liking 'em too much.

Mama, Daddy was mixed up,

so he checked out.

But he ain't in hell.

He just ain't here.

Judas betrayed the Lord.

Daddy wasn't no Judas.

I'm sure God must have known that.

I hear the g*nsh*t

over and over again,

especially if it's quiet.

It's been almost a year.

I'm aware.

I can't sleep without music.

When it's quiet, I hear the sound.

Ace, not every feeling

deserves our extra attention.

Sadness sometimes, it can be selfish.

Sadness only thinks about itself.

Mama, that may sound

real interesting to somebody

who don't think about it,

and maybe it's helpful,

but sadness

it ain't like its own thing, you know?

It's it's not like its own

being with its own will.

Sadness is there

so you-you listen to it,

so you sort through it.

That's why it's there.

You stopped smiling

way before Daddy did

what he did to himself.

Why?

I think maybe if you took the time

to answer that question yourself,

you may be well on your way

to being happy again.

Hey, let me put you on speaker.

Sorry that I'm late.

I just, uh, got an errand

to run, and I'll be right home.

Willie kicked Wild Bill out,

and I got to stop by his motel

and tell him to stay away from Ace.

No, that's all right. How was your day?

I sold two riding mowers,

stopped by the Dome usual bullshit.

How was yours?

I got a job at the grocery store,

just helping out part-time.

I know it's not the most

glamorous thing, but

I look at your mom,

and I love her, Jack.

I-I really do, but

I don't want the only thing I'm good at

to be sewing costumes for the DWL

and knowing what brand of flour to buy

for fried chicken, you know?

It's a grocery store, Staci.

I mean, well, yeah, but I don't know.

I want to go back to school

eventually, I think.

But this is something.

And I need something, Jack.

If you want to work, I want you to work.

I just want you to be happy.

Me too.

- I love you so much.

- I love you.

I'll see you when you get home.

Oh, Ace, that feels so good.

Stop talking.

I forgot you're the bad guy now.

- Oh!

- f*ck, yeah, I am.

- Yeah, baby.

- Ah!

My dad always used to say,

"Hold it together".

"Hold it together, Ace.

Hold it together".

I'm trying.

That's so sad.

Do you want to go again?

Yeah.

How you doing, Dwayne?

Hey, Jack. How's it going?

Good, thank you. Where's Wild Bill?

- Room 190.

- Thank you, Dwayne.

Ah! Damn it!

f*ck!

f*ck, yeah.

I am Wild Bill Hancock,

and I am here!

I am alive!

Wake the f*ck up, y'all!

Who wants to play? Who wants to play?

Who wants to play with Wild Bill?