[police sirens blaring]
[ship's horn blowing]
[car horn honking]
Everything happens for a reason.
Think about that for a moment.
All your efforts...
personal, professional, carnal...
utter and absolute slaves...
to some cosmically
predetermined set of outcomes.
As if we have no say in,
let alone culpability for,
the defining moments in our lives.
If you want a life of purpose...
by inverting the notion...
that everything happens for a reason.
Redefine it.
Not as some future explanation
for terrible tragedy,
or glorious achievement,
but as validation...
of the deliberate choices
that lead us to these critical junctures
in the first place.
Assert authority over chance, fate,
and destiny, because everything
does happen for a reason.
And that reason is you.
To attain elite success,
you must be willing
to make the hard choices,
do the unpleasant things,
risk your most valuable assets,
and do away with the shackles
designed by society to limit us:
love, marriage, children.
And above all,
the uninvited imposition
of lesser people's moral agendas.
Because nothing worthwhile
is ever achieved without sacrifice.
And true greatness...
only comes to those...
willing to pursue it...
at...
any cost.
[thunder]
[man on laptop] Ladies, gentlemen,
Mr. and Mrs. Sean Donovan!
Ah, let's see it. Come on, kiss her!
-[applause]
-Yeah!
[woman] Woo!
[man] Yeah!
[sound from laptop fades]
[thunderclap]
[panting]
[guard] Hold on there, miss!
May I help you?
[exhales]
Oh, hello again, Mrs. Donovan.
Hi.
Sorry.
I have some legal paperwork
for Miss Montgomery.
I'm just gonna run up
for a quick signature.
Uh, I still need to call you up.
It's really coming down out there, huh?
[elevator bell dings]
[guard] Hey! Hey!
Hey! Wait! Wait!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
[elevator bell dings]
[buzzer sounds repeatedly]
This is Lisa Donovan, and I need
to speak with my husband right now.
Hello? Can anybody hear me?
-[elevator bell dings]
-f*ck.
Sean!
Sean!
Sean?
Sean!
Call it off!
[panting]
[woman on radio] Forecast for the Bay Area
today will be cool and breezy
-with high's mainly in the 60s.
-[dog barking]
Windy conditions
will continue near the coast...
[man chuckles] All right, all right.
Castro, I get it. I get it.
I get it.
We'll go on a walk.
Just let me get my pants on,
and we'll get out there in two minutes.
[cable car bell rings]
All right. I see you. I see you.
We're going outside right now.
Give me a second.
Hey, hey, hey.
Will you be here when we get back
for a proper good morning?
[laughs]
I wish.
I have to stop by the lab
before my first pitch.
I needed to make sure
that my presentation transferred.
I know the feeling.
First pitch is always the scariest.
Just gotta stay in the moment.
Try not to think of all the things
you can't control, focus on what you can.
What if I freeze?
First Triple-A game I played...
Giants sent their scouts down.
On my first windup,
my cleat broke off my shoe
and the ball sailed about
five feet over the catcher.
I knew if I didn't pull it together
right then,
I'd never get another sh*t.
So...
I picked up the cleat,
and put in my pocket as a symbol
of all the obstacles,
real and imagined,
bouncing around inside my head.
Figured if I could condense
all that noise into something smaller
to fit in a pocket...
then all my self-doubt could be managed.
Hmm.
Threw my first no-hitter that day.
You're gonna crush it.
Thank you.
-Come on, Castro.
-[Castro barks]
[door opens]
Good morning.
My name is Lisa Ruiz-Donovan,
and I am seeking an equity partner
for my medical solutions company,
Emigen Molecular Sequencing.
Emigen Molecular Sequencing.
Emigen Molecular Sequencing.
-Hmm.
-Good job, young lady.
Hmm.
[chuckles]
Thanks for coming in.
This isn't an area
we're interested in exploring.
Let us talk and get back to you.
Okay?
[door closes]
[cable car bell ringing]
Everybody's hard at work, I see.
Anymore billion-dollar breakthroughs?
-Just the one.
-Minus the billion.
Wham!
Any calls, Sophie?
Landlord.
-Want me to get him?
-I'll call from my desk.
-Did you eat?
-Yep.
Both feet.
Scratched three VCs off the list.
Before I make this call,
please tell me there's enough
in our account to cover rent.
Yeah, for two months.
But payroll is another story.
I know you don't want to hear this,
but I think it's time we consider
approaching the drug companies.
No way. They would just buy us to k*ll us.
True, but at least
you would get your money back.
You haven't taken a salary
since we started this thing.
And you could be making five times
what I'm paying you anyplace else.
-Ten.
-See?
You're in for the cause, same as I am.
I would deny that in court,
bankruptcy or otherwise.
Fine, I will continue to help you
on your hunt for the golden ticket.
As long as you promise
to rework your pitch.
What's wrong with my pitch?
We fact-checked it a hundred times.
Facts are not your problem.
It's emotional engagement.
I know this is outside
of your comfort zone.
But you already have your way in.
You just have to use it.
[heart monitor beeping]
[indistinct chatter]
[woman] Catch us up, guys.
Trevor McIntire, seven years old,
pulled a frying pan of hot grease
onto his head.
-Guardian?
-Welfare mom. Still trying to locate her.
Looks like old scarring
under the new injury.
Let's get him up to Burn One
for a head-to-toe.
You've got a nice strong arm there, Trev.
You like baseball?
I'm gonna go up with him.
Hang in there, little man. All right?
Giants sure could use a guy
like you in the bullpen.
[indistinct radio chatter]
[Sean] Hey, Todd.
-I'll catch you back at the van.
-Yeah.
Ooh, hey, Doc,
can I get some attention over here?
It hurts when I do this.
Oh. [chuckles]
Maybe you should stop doing that.
I don't know, I can't seem to help myself.
It's a*t*matic
when I get around a certain someone.
Todd, please. Can't you see
this isn't the time or the place?
Hmm. Well, what I could see
is you looking a little tense,
so I thought I'd try
to put a smile on your face.
[Todd] What's wrong?
We just lost a patient on the table.
Oh, babe, I'm sorry.
On top of that, we're short-staffed again.
And since I'm the low resident
on the totem pole,
I'm forced to pick up the slack.
Well, as long as I've known you,
no one's ever forced you to do something
you don't wanna do, Ange.
You can always say no.
You're right.
I need to have that conversation.
My girl. See you at home.
Okay. Bye.
You sure I can go?
-Stop.
-You sure I'm good?
[murmurs]
[sighs]
[man] Name your crime, Todd.
[groans]
I don't know.
I'd k*ll h*tler. I'd for sure k*ll h*tler.
That's not a confession,
that's more a moral imperative.
Angela, show your man how it's done.
Yeah, no, there are too many
guy questions in this bowl.
-[door opens]
-Marcos! Feliz cumpleaños!
No es gran cosa, nena.
I'm so sorry, everyone.
This party is no longer accepting
apologies, only confessions.
-You're up.
-Oh.
I thought maybe you'd retire this game
along with my brother's 20s.
Forever young, baby, forever young.
Uh...
"Would you ever have sex with someone
while you're in a relationship
with someone else?"
-Oh.
-I'm guessing this is yours, Lionel.
All the good ones are.
Hold on.
We talking, like, swinging, hall pass,
or whatever's trendy
with the gay boys these days?
Ooh! I'm talking complete
and total transparency.
Sex can be in the same room
with multiple people.
Sorry to disappoint, but I already got
all the man I can handle.
[kiss] He's enough for me.
What? Look, look.
If it's all above board
then I'm definitely, definitely
order me up a hot meat sandwich
with two slices
of J-Lo and my sweet lady Angela.
[chuckles] Oh, baby, nobody asked you.
[all laughing]
Um, will you excuse me
while I try to wipe that out of my brain?
[all groan]
Okay, so you're saying
if you could have a no harm, no foul,
one-off with one of your favorite
Backstreet Boys, you'd say no?
Backstreet Boys...
I might have mentioned
your bedroom ceiling was covered
in Backstreet posters growing up.
So was yours.
Amen, sister.
[laughter]
-Hey, cake's in the fridge.
-Okay.
All right. Well, who's next?
No.
Yeah, well, that makes two of us, I guess.
-Oh, sorry.
-No.
It's fine.
It's nothing.
[moaning]
[phone ringing]
-Would you mind handing me that lighter?
-Yes.
[phone ringing]
Who is that?
[sighs]
It's the chief of surgery.
Is there a problem at the hospital?
[Sean] What's the holdup in here?
Marcos will only be 30 for a year.
[Lisa] Um...
Why don't you pass out the plates
and forks and we'll be out in just a sec?
Yeah, sure thing.
I didn't mean for any of this to happen.
It just happened.
What does that mean for you and Todd?
I don't know.
I keep telling myself
I'm gonna end it, but...
[indistinct chatter]
Look, promise me you won't say anything.
It will k*ll Todd to hear this secondhand,
especially coming from Sean.
Angela...
I'm not asking you to lie.
I just need time to figure everything out.
[Todd indistinct in background]
Promise me, Lisa.
[woman]
How are you feeling about the pitch?
Way less comfortable than I was
with the fact-y figure-y version.
But objectively, I know you pointed me
in the right direction.
Good, 'cause Gage Scott Ventures
wants to meet with you tomorrow at 4:00.
Wait, what?
I thought they weren't interested.
That was before Mr. Scott found out there
was a competitive bid from his old firm.
So we're peddling fake news now?
I didn't make the rules,
I'm just playing the game.
I thought a little FOMO would go
a long way with a guy like that.
As it turns out, I was right.
You're an evil genius.
I know.
By the way, I am sending you the link.
This guy's got some seriously
stereotypical taste in women.
You might want to consider
wearing something
a little less business-y
and a little more--
-Demeaning?
-Don't be naive. We can't afford it.
[Sean] Dog's walked, garbage curbed,
dishes done...
Okay to come to bed
or you need to keep going?
[Cassidy] Ugh.
Why couldn't Sean have a twin who's into
a work-obsessed Fortnite enthusiast,
pushing the dark side of her 20s?
You'd only break his heart, Cassidy.
Not before breaking his balls.
Don't keep her up too late, Romeo.
She's got a misogynist dragon to slay.
[call end beep]
["I Want it That Way" playing]
♪ Yeah ♪
Oh... my God.
[Sean sings] ♪ You are ♪
[Castro barks]
♪ My fire ♪
[laughs]
♪ The one desire ♪
[grumbling]
♪ Believe ♪
♪ When I say ♪
-Oh.
-♪ I want it that way ♪
-[Lisa laughs]
-[grunts]
How did you even get that on?
You ready to bring some sexy back?
That's the wrong...
boy band and singer. [laughs]
Come here.
[moans]
You and Angela settle whatever
was going on in the kitchen earlier?
Yeah. She's just working through
an issue with a co-worker
and needed to get some of it
off her chest.
Well, she's been married to Todd
since high school.
If Angela can make that work,
whatever this is should be no problem.
What else?
You worried about the company?
I just don't wanna let everyone down.
Least of all, you.
Nothing you do could ever let me down.
It's all gonna be okay.
How do you know?
Because we've got each other.
[kiss]
[Lisa] This little munchkin
with the devilish grin
is my sister, Emilia.
That's my brother Marcos,
and the little girl with the unfortunate
pair of trifocals is yours truly.
Our mother used to say, whatever mischief
one of us didn't conjure up,
the other two would.
And she was right. We were...
inseparable growing up.
Uno, dos, tres.
The three amigos.
But obviously, it's not your real family
we're talking about here, right?
My birth parents were k*lled
in a house fire when I was three.
My nanny ended up adopting me
so I wouldn't become a ward
of the state, so...
yeah, this is my real family.
Here's Emilia again
with her hospital suitemate Tiffany.
Both were diagnosed with
acute lymphocytic leukemia at age eight.
This is six months into treatment.
As you can see, Tiffany is thriving...
while Emilia...
is struggling.
[heart monitor beeping]
Acute lymphocytic leukemia,
is a curable disease.
The drug protocol designed to fight it
produces a 90 percent survival rate.
Unfortunately,
because of a genetic deviation
in some children's
immune cell checkpoints,
the treatment is rendered
ineffectual for them.
♪ Happy birthday to you... ♪
[Lisa] My little sister lost her battle
six days before her ninth birthday.
If it were me
who had gotten sick instead of her,
we'd likely both be alive, and...
I might not have devoted my life
to this cause.
What we're working towards at Emigen,
is a customized map
of the blockers and receptors
in every human being's
unique immune system
so that drug companies
can optimize medications
to work on all patients
battling a life-threatening disease...
not just the lucky ones.
[whispering indistinctly]
It's, um...
It's a very impressive presentation.
I can honestly say with...
every fiber of what some tell me
is a very jaded heart...
that nothing would make me happier
than to invest in your company.
[sniffles]
[man] But I see a flaw in your proposal
that just can't be overlooked.
I'm afraid big pharma
would drown us in litigation
before we even got in the game.
Hey, I'm sorry about your sister.
I, uh, I wish there was more I could do.
Yeah, I get that a lot.
[thunderclap]
[Lisa whimpers]
Ma'am.
Oh, thank you.
[soft music playing]
Hey, bartender,
how about something cheap and wet?
You asking or offering?
What's it look like?
[Sean chuckles]
Looks like you could use a bubble bath
and some black coffee.
As it happens...
that's our special tonight.
What's this?
I got us a room
overlooking the Bay Bridge.
We're celebrating.
How is it possible that you're not...
[laughs]
...reading this picture?
No investor will touch me,
my staff is about to be unemployed.
[fighting back tears] Both your life
savings and the loan my parents gave me
has evaporated.
And we can't... [sobs]
We can't afford a room
overlooking the Bay Bridge.
Hey.
Hey.
You can't solve all the world's problems.
You knew that going into this.
That's one.
Two, the hotel room is free,
courtesy of one very cool night manager.
Three, if your company does go under,
your employees knew the risks
and they're all smart enough
to land on their feet.
We're gonna pay back every cent
your parents lent us.
I'll... rob a bank if I have to.
You would, wouldn't you?
Room 4703.
Give me half an hour to shut the bar down.
No one's coming out in this rain anyway.
-Mm?
-I'm sorry.
I love you.
Get out of here.
[thunder rumbling]
[sighs] Last call!
[woman] I'll have a gin martini.
One olive, very dry.
Sorry.
Didn't see you there.
What kind of gin do you prefer?
Which do you prefer?
[chuckles] I drink whiskey.
[indistinct chatter]
[chair squeaks]
I'd have brought it over to you.
Mm. I don't like to drink alone.
Pour yourself a whiskey.
[chuckles] Can't. Company rules.
Won't tell if you won't.
To your health.
Hmm.
[exhales]
Haven't seen you in here before.
You staying at the hotel?
No.
Well, I hope you don't live far.
It's coming down hard out there.
I have a driver. Driver has an umbrella.
He can take us wherever it is you go,
when you clock out of there.
Oh, uh...
No, thank you.
I'm really flattered, but, uh...
I'm married.
All I was offering was a ride.
Oh, damn. [chuckles] I'm...
I'm sorry. Please forget I said that.
Sometimes when it gets late,
people tend to get a little--
Frisky.
Yeah.
Then what?
And then nothing.
I'm married.
Right.
To that emotional girl
who just made a spectacle of herself.
That girl's the most important thing
in my world.
And today was a terrible day for her.
Enjoy your drink.
Now who's been misunderstood?
Let's just call it even.
Let's.
But now you've got me curious.
From where I'm sitting,
she's a very lucky woman.
This wife of yours.
Tell me about her.
That's more like it.
You feeling any better?
Hmm... I'm not feeling any worse.
Sorry you married such a train wreck.
Ah, don't worry about it.
I actually met a woman
after you staggered up here.
Can't say I blame you.
I hope you two
will be very happy together.
[chuckles] I think she's a little more
your type than mine.
[Sean] Said you'd know who she is.
[thunder rumbling]
Anne Montgomery?
I don't-- Is this a joke?
I don't know. Maybe. Who is this lady?
Only one of the most aggressive
venture capitalists in town,
and by all accounts... born of a jackal.
[chuckles]
She definitely struck me as the kind
of woman who gets what she wants.
And what she wants is to meet my wife.
Wait.
You... told her about me?
Just the basics.
She's hosting some big investor thing
and wants to hear more about Emigen.
Think you can...
squeeze the jackal onto your calendar?
I can squeeze a lot more than that.
[both laugh]
[both laugh]
[keyboard clacking]
Morning, Cassidy. You're in early.
-Late, actually.
-You were in all night?
What in the world were you doing?
Making sure we didn't overlook
any potential Hail Marys.
That, and a fistful of Adderall.
Unfortunately,
you hired a very thorough CFO.
I think we're out of options, Lis.
Think again.
What if I told you
that we were gonna make a run
at Anne Montgomery?
[chuckles]
Well, I'd ask you if you hit your head.
You don't just demand a meeting with
Anne Montgomery. She'd have you ex*cuted.
I didn't have to.
She offered.
She... offered?
Do you know how hard I worked
to get us in the door with that woman?
-What did you do?
-I promise I'll tell you the story later.
Now I have to cram my brain
full of everything I need to win her over.
Start and stop right there.
That has been out for less than a week,
and I've already read through it,
like, four times.
She is my spirit animal.
Really?
Everything I've read about her
makes her seem kind of... horrible.
The world's a horrible place,
but Anne Montgomery wakes up every
morning and she eats it for breakfast.
[knocking at door]
Mrs. McIntire?
It's the EMTs who brought your son
to the hospital yesterday.
Got him a get well present.
I'll just leave it here by the door, okay?
[muffled conversation]
Do you smell smoke?
[dog barking]
Mrs. McIntire!
[grunts]
Unit 19 shelter fire, 38 East 19th Street!
-[fire alarm blaring]
-Everybody out, now!
Mrs. McIntire!
[child] Help!
Help us!
Help!
Help!
Help!
[Sean] Come on!
We gotta get you out of here!
[indistinct radio chatter]
Mom and kids checked out okay.
Social services has them.
Cops found the father
holed up in the basement.
Got a list of convictions a mile long.
[Todd] as*ault, possession, trafficking,
aggravated child abuse.
No way this guy
should've ever made parole.
Hey, whatever's going through your head,
it's not worth it.
[grunts]
Sean, I'm serious, man.
Don't do this. Hey.
[grunts]
Sean, what the f*ck, man?
You the paramedics
who rescued that family?
-Yes, sir.
-[man] You two boys are real heroes.
Whole place could've gone up.
Heard one of you applied for the academy.
We both did.
-What are your names?
-Todd Archer, Sean Donovan.
Mr. and Mrs. Sean and Lisa Donovan
to see Miss Montgomery.
[beep]
Welcome.
I'll let her know you've arrived.
[indistinct chatter]
[woman] Oh, thank you very much.
[man] Excuse me.
[indistinct chatter]
You know that guy?
[Lisa] Not exactly.
[Foster] If you wouldn't mind
stepping into the library,
Miss Montgomery will be with you shortly.
Hello, Sean. Don't get up.
I can't spare much time.
You must be Lisa.
Yes. Thank you for the meeting,
Miss Montgomery.
I'll get right to it.
No. No need for that.
I've done my homework.
You wouldn't be here otherwise.
-Thank you.
-Oh, don't thank me yet.
Many of my competitors,
like that nauseatingly arrogant
Gage Scott,
whom your husband told me passed on
your pitch, make decisions out of fear.
I operate on potential.
Which is something I believe
your company has in spades.
It's you I'm not sold on.
How can I convince you otherwise?
Have you read my latest book?
-Studied it.
-Oh, is that so?
So tell me...
are you two planning on having children?
-Yeah.
-Some day.
Right now, I am one hundred percent
focused on Emigen.
One hundred percent?
I know you consider the correlation
between personal sacrifice
and elite success
to be one of the cornerstones
of your business doctrine.
Not a cornerstone. The foundation.
What I mean to say is
I am fully prepared for this opportunity.
Nothing is more important to me.
Not even your marriage?
What kind of question is that?
It's a question for your wife.
I assume Sean told you how we met?
He said you struck up a conversation
at the hotel bar.
Did he also mention that he thought
I was coming on to him?
Smart women
have always found Sean attractive.
I consider it a compliment.
So what you're saying is that if I had
been trying to seduce your husband...
you'd still be here?
I'm saying Sean would never cheat on me.
I trust him.
Hmm.
Trust is the most dangerous thing
you can give away, Lisa.
But for the sake of argument,
let's take cheating out of the equation.
Say you were fully complicit
in our affair.
Would that be an acceptable condition
of a firm offer to finance your company?
You're asking if I would be willing
to trade my husband for my company?
No.
That would not be
an acceptable condition...
Anne.
Let's get out of here.
Lisa, wait, it's just a game.
Like Lionel and his bowl of questions.
Only not nearly as original.
This whole idea was ripped
right out of a bad '90s movie.
She wants to have sex with you, Sean.
-Plain and simple.
-Why?
Because Anne is legendary
for exploiting people's weaknesses
to her advantage.
She sees our marriage as my weakness.
Did I get that right?
All but the movie reference.
I thought that film was quite decent.
By my calculation,
it would take roughly 80 million
to optimize your discovery,
assuming proof of concept.
That's not the kind of investment
I'm comfortable making
without a guarantee
that the woman in charge
is willing to put whatever is necessary
on the line to ensure its success.
In this case...
a night alone with her husband.
[knocking]
My offer expires in 24 hours.
[Anne] What's your name?
-Valerie Simmons.
-[Anne] Valerie...
I see you're wearing the same mint Chanel
they put me in
for my Forbes spread back in...
What was it? 2015?
Yes, Miss Montgomery.
Stand up, sweetie.
My lawyers are currently waging
a libel suit
against that dated rag's former editor,
and had you done
the slightest bit of research,
you might have reconsidered wearing
that embarrassing cry for attention,
as all you've succeeded in doing today
is exposing your own inadequacy.
It's incredible.
Eighteen million views in three days.
Don't do this to yourself.
What kind of person gets off
on making others feel stupid
and powerless and disposable?
A shitty one.
It's weird not having Castro here.
I'll meet up with Marcos between shifts
and pick him up tomorrow.
No, I'll do it.
Tell me again
how everything's gonna be okay.
Everything is going to be okay.
[Castro barking]
[Lisa] Castro! Come here, Castro!
Oh, hi. How much I missed you!
[speaking in Spanish]
You and Sean live it up
like rock stars the other night?
[Lisa] You know it.
After a few drinks,
we got to talking about Lionel's challenge
and decided to order
half a dozen couples up to the room.
Only half a dozen?
-Prude.
-Oh, yeah?
I remember when the most risqué thing
in your closet was a pinstriped Oxford.
-[laughs]
-Now I'm guessing...
pleated, leather chaps.
Don't! Don't!
[Castro barks]
Oh. The things we do
for our first boyfriends.
First and last, hopefully.
I want with Lionel
what you have with Sean.
What's that, exactly?
Total trust.
And you two are invincible
no matter what the universe throws at you.
Yeah, well, the universe has been
having a field day with us recently.
And that brings me
to my not-so-elegant segue.
[sighs] Papa would k*ll me
if he knew I was telling you this, but...
La Cuchara's been going
through a rough patch.
He asked if I knew when you might
be able to pay the loan back.
It's gonna be a while.
How bad is it?
Turns out the money they gave you
didn't come from savings.
They got a second mortgage
on the restaurant.
If they default...
they could lose everything.
All my cases have been pro bono this year,
so I'm pretty tapped.
I'd ask Lionel, but he's been--
No, it's my responsibility, Marcos.
I will take care of it.
No lo dudo.
[clanking toasting glass]
[Sean's voice]
I'll never forget the day I met my wife.
For those of you who don't know the story,
there's this spot in Corona Heights Park
where my brother and I used to play catch.
[crowd chuckles and murmurs]
After he d*ed, it kind of became
my go-to place for heavy thinking.
Which I was doing a lot of last year,
especially on the day the Giants told me
they weren't picking up my contract.
Giants suck!
[laughter]
No, no. I had a terrible season, Archer,
you know it, I know it,
-the whole city knew it.
-Story's got a happy ending, though.
I'm getting to that, if you'll let me.
So when I get to the park that day...
I find this...
incredibly beautiful...
really inconvenient grad student
sitting on my bench,
working on her biology thesis.
And while there's this massive deadline
hanging over her head,
she took pity on a total stranger...
and let me share the bench with her.
It wasn't until after the sun went down...
that I realized what...
what started out as
one of the toughest days of my life...
had turned into one of the best.
If you hadn't let me sit down
with you that day, I... I have
no idea what my future
might have turned into.
[Lisa] Excuse me, sir.
Is this seat taken?
Want me to go first?
Nah, I got the cleat.
Todd and I found out we made it
into the fire academy today.
Oh, my God. That's--
Intense timing.
I know.
I'm so proud of you.
Thanks, but both our backs
are seriously against the wall right now.
We can't afford a downshift in income.
Even a temporary one, so I...
I came here to think about our options.
Everything that's gotten us to this point.
And?
And the first thing
that popped into my head
was how crazy it is
we ever met in the first place.
What if you decided to study
at the library that day instead of here?
Or if Todd hadn't gotten
called into work. I...
might have been drowning myself
at some bar with him
instead of meeting my future wife.
It's a real rabbit hole thinking about
the things that had to go exactly right,
stuff that had to go so f*cking terrible
to lead us both to this bench
at that moment, on that day.
So I've been sitting here
going over what you said...
about...
feeling disposable and--
Powerless.
Yeah.
So now I guess I'm wondering
how you'd feel
if we made a decision
to take some power back.
I've been wondering the same thing.
We've both come through... [sighs]
...a hell of a lot in our lives.
But at least we know...
we can trust each other
to handle anything.
And...
I don't think there's any way someone
as patently pathetic as Anne Montgomery
has what it takes to get in between that,
not in one night.
Not in one lifetime.
Well...
we still have a few hours
to tell this bitch
to go to hell.
But you and me...
we're a lot stronger
than she thinks we are.
So are we saying we're good to do this?
I am if you are.
[sighs]
Then let's do it.
[thunderclap]
[phone vibrating]
Hello, Lisa.
[Lisa] We accept your offer.
I'll send a car.
[thunder crashing]
[Sean sighs heavily]
Why don't you pour yourself a whiskey.
I don't think so.
There's no need to be nervous.
No one said we were.
Sean, come here for a sec.
She wrote a clause into the contract
excluding you from sharing any details
about what happens
after I leave here tonight.
[whispers] If you say anything to me
or anyone else, we lose the company.
Why would either of us
ever want to talk about this again?
The quicker we put tonight behind us,
the better.
We just have to trust each other.
[scoffs] It's not you I don't trust.
I assume you saw the space
for your company's routing numbers.
That's why we're here, isn't it?
Well, it's certainly why you're here.
You'll receive a good faith wire transfer
totaling a quarter of my investment,
tomorrow morning.
Twenty million dollars.
Hmm.
[Anne inhales sharply]
Well...
it appears there's only one thing
left to do.
[thunder crashing]
Well, two.
Foster, we'll need a witness.
All right.
Sean, may I have your phone, please?
Why do you need his phone?
If you're having second thoughts,
now is the time to share them.
Not some desperate text
in the middle of the night.
Thank you.
I'll let you say goodbye.
I love you.
[whispers] I love you.
Oh, keep the pen. It's one of many.
Come sit with me by the fire.
[clears throat]
If it's okay,
can we not talk anymore and just...
do what you brought me here to do?
[laughing]
Well, aren't you just so sweet
and innocent?
I haven't even begun to tell you
what it is you're doing here.
In science,
one of the first things you learn
is that you can only trust
the things that you can prove.
But if any of you guys ask me to offer...
physical proof of...
just how much Sean means to me...
there's no empirical way that I could.
[Lisa] And this is what's called...
the scientific paradox.
-Oh, my God. I am so bad at this.
-[crowd laughs]
Um...
[Lisa laughing on video]
Oh, my God.
Uh...
What I'm...
trying to say is...
-Falling in love with Sean has taught me--
-[sighs]
...it's just as important
to trust the things that you can feel...
as the things you can prove.
f*ck!
[guard] Hey! Hey!
Hello? Can anybody hear me?
-[elevator bell dings]
-f*ck.
Sean!
-Sean!
-[thunderclap]
Sean! Call it off!
[panting]
They're gone.
Where did you take them?
When I returned, the residence was empty.
Mrs. Montgomery? Are you okay?
Everything's all right, Gabriel.
The young lady's under contract.
Keycard, please.
What does she get out of it?
Treating people like toys?
What motivates Miss Montgomery
is far more nuanced than I could say.
But I have never seen her waste
a minute of time on anything...
or anyone...
so insignificant as a toy.
[cable car bell ringing]
[phone vibrating]
Hello, Cassidy?
[Cassidy] Where have you been?
Did you get any of my messages?
[sighs] No, I...
What's happened?
Anne Montgomery just saved our ass
to the tune of $20 million.
That's what happened.
Whatever the hell you did to win her over,
it could not have paid off any huger.
I'll call you back.
[Castro whimpers]
Sean.
Are you okay?
[Sean sighs]
Hey, buddy.
Your hand... What did she...?
We're not allowed to talk about it.
You can... if you want to.
[Lisa] The contract isn't triggered
until I start spending her money.
Then start spending it.
Nothing I say now will undo what we did.
Might as well get what you wanted.
What I wanted?
Sean, I went back for you.
I tried to stop it.
Say something.
I need to take a shower.
[shower running]
Your breakfast meeting has arrived.
I'll tell 'em you're indisposed.
You think I'm a terrible person,
don't you?
I think when you've suffered
terrible things...
you become capable of terrible things.
Have the staff clear my calendar.
I won't be taking any meetings
this morning.
["If I Had a Heart" playing]
♪ This will never end ♪
♪ 'Cause I want more ♪
♪ More, give me more ♪
♪ Give me more ♪
♪ This will never end ♪
♪ 'Cause I want more ♪
♪ More, give me more ♪
♪ Give me more ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ If I had a voice, I would sing ♪
♪ Crushed and filled with all I found ♪
♪ Underneath and inside ♪
♪ Just to come around ♪
♪ More, give me more, give me more ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ If I had a voice, I would sing ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ If I had a voice, I would sing ♪
[screaming]