01x01 - Snow Gives Way

[bunniefuu]

[theme music playing]

[horns honking]

[indistinct chatter]

[hip-hop music playing over headphones]

[chuckles] That's my building.

You should sell it and buy some shoes.

Hi.

I'm, uh... guessing June doesn't
work here anymore? [chuckles]

- [chuckles]
- Doesn't matter.

Uh, I'm here to see Harold Meachum.

I'm sorry, that's not possible.

I'm Danny Rand.
The son of Wendell Rand.

I've, uh, been away a long time.

And you're here
to see Harold Meachum?

Yeah.

- One minute, please.
- Okay.

[chuckles] I used to ride
my skateboard around in here.

Someone will be right out to see you.

- Oh, thanks.
- Mmm.

- [Danny gasps]
- [man] Welcome to Rand Enterprises.

Touch the interactive screen

- to access the company directory.
- Whoa. This is new.

[music playing on screen]

- You don't belong here.
- Oh, wait.

- Uh, I... I'm Danny Rand.
- Now.

- Come on, guys. Just call Harold.
- You're out of here.

Whoa. Whoa! Hold him.

I just want to talk to Harold.

- Come on.
- No.

[groans]

[grunts]

- [guard] Hey!
- [baton clicks]

[grunting]

[grunts]

[door buzzes]

[button clicks]

[beeping]

[elevator beeps]

[cell phone chimes]

[beeps]

[cell phone chimes]

[elevator beeps]

[elevator beeps]

Excuse me.

Excuse me!

Who are you?
Where's Harold?

Excuse me? Who are you?

[Joy] Oh...

Ward?

[chuckles] Joy?

[chuckles]

[stammers] It's Danny.

Danny Rand.

How did you get up here?

The elevator. I, uh...

I came to see your father.

[Ward] Look, but I think
you're in the wrong place.

No, this is definitely the right place.
[chuckles]

I'm sorry, but I'm calling security.

- They can help you.
- Wait, no. [stutters] It's me.

Look, I know it sounds crazy,
but let me just talk to your dad, okay?

Then I can leave you guys alone.

I'm afraid Harold Meachum is dead.

What?

I... I didn't know.
When?

Why isn't anyone picking up?
Can you get security up here?

[slams phone]

He d*ed of cancer years ago.

I'm sorry to hear that.

All our parents are gone now.

Okay, well, thanks for dropping by.
I'm gonna show you...

What? No, no, no. [stammers]
I guess I need to talk to you, then.

What you need is to get out of my office.

Look, uh, it's me. Seriously.

Why don't we just all walk
over to the Stage Deli?

We can have a cup of tea.
We can talk about this.

Stage Deli's been closed for years.

It... it doesn't matter where we go, okay?

I just want to talk.

You are absolutely insane

if you think I'm gonna sit down
and have a cup of tea with you.

- I know this is strange, but...
- [Ward] Really?

You think?

Maybe, that's because Danny Rand is dead.

Please, get out of here now.

Ward... [sighs]
you need to calm down.

Calm down?

Are you seriously telling me to calm down?

- Get out, or I will throw you out.
- Ward, you need to back off.

Keep telling me what to do...

All right. All right.
Let's all calm down, yeah?

Look, whoever you are,
I think it's best if you leave...

- Look, I don't want to leave!
- [gasps]

[sighing]

[stammers] I'm sorry.

I... I didn't mean to...

- Your last chance, buddy.
- [Joy] Ward, wait.

[g*n cocking]

[Ward] About time.

Take this crazy piece of sh*t away.

Look, it doesn't have to be like this,
okay? I'm not dangerous.

[Shannon] He att*cked the guards.

[Joy] Serious?

Blindsided our guards in the lobby.

- I'm calling the police.
- No.

If he gets arrested,
he'll be out again in a few hours.

If you set foot in this building again,

our guards will take it
as a personal thr*at

and will respond
with whatever means necessary.

I think you know what that means.

Look, Ward, don't do this.

You're gonna feel real stupid
once all this is cleared up.

Come on!

[Joy sighs]

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Still...

it's been, like, years
since Danny and his parents d*ed.

This guy just shows up out of nowhere?

What?

[chuckles]

You know what's weirder?

He looked like Danny. Right?

Joy...

[chuckles] I know. I know.
It's crazy. It's...

It's not Danny.

It's not.

[Joy sighs]

[breathing heavily]

[Wendell] Heather, stay in your seat.
Heather!

[breathing heavily]

I'm okay. [chuckles softly]

I'm okay. Yeah, I... I'm good.

I don't give a sh*t what you are.

[chuckles]

You know, you...
you remind me of Billy.

[chuckles] He was, uh...

he was head of security when I left.

Yeah. I guess he retired.

[elevator beeps]

[doorbell rings]

[indistinct chatter]

[gasps]

[chuckles softly]

[dog barks]

[dog growls]

[growling softly]

[panting]

[chuckles softly]

[chuckles softly]

[dice clattering]

[young Danny] One, two, three, four...

[young Joy] Park Place.
That's mine. You owe me money.

[young Danny sighs] Okay.

[young Joy] Ward, it's your turn.

[dice clattering]

One, two, three, four, five.

Kentucky Avenue, bucks.

I don't think so.

What do you mean, "I don't think so"?

I don't wanna pay it.

- You have to.
- It's the rules.

Dad says rules are for pussies.

[Wendell from inside] Hello!

- [Heather] Hey, we're home.
- We're up here.

[groans]

Oh, but here comes Mommy and Daddy
to protect you.

And give you lots of hugs and kisses

and tell you
what a sweet little boy you are.

It's disgusting.

- Ward.
- [Wendell] Hi.

What happened here?

[sighs] Danny's been kind of a problem.

[doorknob rattles]

[sighs]

[siren wailing in distance]

[hip-hop music playing over headphones]

[man] Hey.

Hey! Uh...

Uh, I didn't mean to spook you.

It's all right. I, uh...
[clears throat]

I don't really spook.

I'm Big Al.

Danny.

Don't think I've seen you
around here before.

Uh, I've, uh...

been away a while.

Traveler, huh?

Yeah. Kinda.

Nice iPod.

I got an iPhone.

[Danny] Nice.

You can find anything you want
on the Internet.

- Yeah?
- Seriously, I...

I found my sister living in Florida.

[both chuckle]

Called her up.

She's still a bitch.

[both chuckle]

You want me to look someone up?

[stammers] Anybody.

Before whoever owns this phone
cancels the service. Eh...

Look up Danny Rand.

Oh, yeah.

There was a kid. I...
I remember this.

The whole family d*ed in a plane crash.

Very sad. Uh, is that the one
you're talking about?

Yeah.

Anybody else?

Look up Harold Meachum.

Oh, wow, another dead guy.
[chuckles]

Is that him?

Thanks.

Whoa, he had...
he had a big funeral.

Mayor and everything.
Look at that.

You know him?

Yeah. Sort of.

You know...

you can get shoes
at the shelter on East th.

- Okay.
- Just make sure you piss in 'em first.

You know, they carry the bad juju
from the previous owner.

Only way to get rid of 'em
is with your piss.

Or... or the blood of a she-goat.
Uh, that's hard to find around here.

[chuckles]

What?

Oh, nothing. It's just, uh...

I'm guessing people think
we're pretty much alike.

- Special creatures.
- Yeah.

Exactly.

[chuckles]

[chuckles softly]

Hey, Joy! Joy, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.

- Hey.
- What are you doing here?

[stammers] I've been waiting
to talk to you. It...

It really is me.

Okay.

Oh, hey, come on.
I promise, I'm not gonna hurt you.

I know you're not.
I'm texting my driver right now,

which means he's going to be pulling
around the corner any second

and if you're still with me
when he gets here,

I'm gonna ask him to detain you,

because he's not just my driver,
he's also my guard.

- My armed guard.
- Joy, hey...

And I will make sure that you're arrested.

And I will see that your case
goes to trial

and that you are convicted
of malicious harassment

and sent to jail for the maximum time.

Joy, come on. Hey, look, it's...
We used to be friends.

- It's me.
- [scoffs]

Daniel Thomas Rand.

Born April st,
right here in Manhattan.

We were on the same soccer team.
The Bombers.

[chuckles] I played the goalie.

[scoffs]

Anyone could look that stuff up online.

You... you're living in my house.

- This is my house now.
- [chuckles] Yeah.

Yeah, it seems that way.
[chuckles lightly]

Your dog's pretty scary. [chuckles]

[car horn honks]

Did you break in?

My dog was closed in my study
last night when I got home.

You did that?

Now that is so not okay, my friend.

- Sorry, buddy...
- [horn blaring]

[tires screeching]

[gasps]

[panting]

Thanks, but I, uh...

I wasn't asking for money.

Oh. [chuckles]

Uh... whatever.

Wow. Is this you?

Yeah.

Cool. I'm Danny.

Colleen Wing.

[speaking Mandarin]

[both speaking Mandarin]

Uh, speak English or Japanese.

I haven't spoken Mandarin
since I was a kid.

Oh, uh, I'm sorry.

Um... I was just wondering if...

maybe I could get a job with you.

I've already got someone
who cleans up.

- No, wait. I meant...
- See ya.

[Joy] So...

the guy is still around.

- [Ward] What guy?
- The Danny Rand wannabe.

He was waiting outside my house
this morning.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah. He never touched me.

He just said he wanted to talk.
Same thing as before.

But get this.

I think he may have
broken into my house as well.

Okay.

That takes this to a whole other level.

- This guy's dangerous.
- I know. [inhales sharply]

I'm a little freaked.

I'm gonna make sure Shannon has people
posted outside your place.

[sighs] There was another thing.

So strange.
[chuckles nervously]

What?

He... he stepped out on to the street,

right in front of a car...

but then he just sort of put his hand out

and jumped over it like it was nothing.

So, great!

He's an insane homeless acrobat.

- [chuckles]
- Call Cirque du Psychopath.

[chuckles] Yeah. Yeah.

Like I said, it was strange.

Either way...

we're gonna have to deal with this guy.

I know it sounds crazy, but...

should we actually just talk to him?

Why would we want to do that?

Well, um, I'm just wondering
if there's any chance

- it could actually be Danny.
- No.

Joy... we went through this.

Definitely not.

This is either a crazy guy or...
it's some sort of setup.

And if that's the case, he's really smart.

He's playing on our emotions.

Why?

'Cause we lost a friend when Danny d*ed.

Wouldn't you love it
if somehow he was still alive,

walked into our office
all these years later?

[chuckles]

I don't know.

Or do you really think
the timing is coincidental?

Right when we're about to announce
our expansion in China?

Okay.

Someone walks in who potentially owns
% of the company.

Even if it's bogus, the perception...

is there's a leadership struggle.

- And who gains from this?
- Our competition.

It could be anyone.

[chuckles]

So you're thinking this is
some sort of corporate sabotage?

Makes sense, doesn't it?

[sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[valet] Thank you, sir.

Hey! What the hell are you doing?

I wanted to talk.
I didn't know any other way to get to you.

[Ward] No way.

Stop. Stop!

Sorry. I, uh...

haven't driven since my dad
put me on his lap

and let me drive around our place
in the Hamptons.

Stop the car now.

- I said stop the car.
- Ward, I just need to talk.

[g*n cocks]

- Pull over.
- [sighs]

Put the g*n away.

- Now.
- Look, I just want to talk, okay?

You can talk to the police.
That's who you can talk to.

[sighs]

I have been met with nothing but anger
and hostility since I've been home.

And honestly...
[stutters] it's kind of aggravating.

So I'm going to ask you one last time.

Please... put the g*n away.

[g*n cocks]

Ah! Oh.

How does it feel? Huh?

[chuckles] Not so good.

[breathing heavily]

Bang!

[g*n drops]

[sighs]

You will never get a penny from us.

[scoffs]

Who said anything about money?

Then what do you want?

I want answers.

I want to know what happened.

To me, to my parents...

to the company
that has my name on it!

That's all you want?
Answers?

Yeah.

I'll tell you everything I know.

- Okay.
- [sighs]

I'm listening.

[sighs]

Wendell Rand, his wife Heather
and their son, Danny,

d*ed in a plane crash in the Himalayas.

The plane was never found.

Their bodies were never found.

- Keep going.
- That's all I know.

Oh, come on. [scoffs]
I know you know more.

I was when they d*ed.
Why would I know anything more?

And why do you think
that there's more to know?

And why do you care?

- Because you are not Danny Rand.
- Yes, I am.

Show me a DNA test
that proves you're a Rand.

I have no living relatives.

A fingerprint test.

I... I was ten when we crashed.

- I never had fingerprints taken.
- Then you've got nothing.

Oh, man. You know what?

You were a d*ck as a kid,
and you're still a d*ck now.

- You don't know anything about me.
- No.

You used to lock me in the freezer
at the Rand cafeteria.

At one of the company picnics...

you put a dead frog in my sandwich.

You would kick me in the balls
every chance you had.

This sound familiar?

None of that is true.

Yes, it is.

I can only wonder what it's like
inside that crazy little head of yours.

[chuckles]

You wanna know what it's like? Hmm?

It feels like this...

[tires screeching]

When you're a ten-year-old boy
and you watch your mother die...

and you know you and your father
are next, it feels like this!

- You're crazy.
- Yeah! Yeah, maybe.

- Stop this.
- [breathing heavily]

Stop.

Stop the car!

- [Wendell] Hold on, Danny!
- [Heather] Oh, my God! [screams]

- [Ward] Stop the car!
- [breathing heavily]

Stop the car!

[tires screeching]

[both panting]

I'm... I'm sorry. I...

I... I didn't mean to...

This isn't over.

[breathing heavily]

Oh... I know.

[breathing heavily]

[hip-hop music playing over headphones]

I thought you might be hungry.

- Thanks.
- [grunts] Yeah.

Chicken parm.

The Italian deli on Bleecker.

They throw 'em out
at the end of the night.

Plenty of food if you know where to look.

That's where it all went wrong.

Where all what went wrong?

All mankind.

It's true.

For, like, a couple million years...

we were all hunters and gatherers.

Life was good.

People grew strong and tall
and lived into their s.

Then, like, , years ago,

they all got hit with the idiot stick
and decided to start...

[sighs]

farmin', build cities.

And everything went to sh*t.

- Yeah.
- Not me, though.

[chuckles] No way, man.

I'mma stay true to my purpose.

I'm a... I'm a hunter-gatherer.

You're lucky, then.

Buddha said, "Your purpose in life
is to find your purpose."

Sure, that makes sense.

Yeah.

What's your purpose?

To protect K'un-Lun from all oppression.

Honor the sacrifice
of Shou-Lao the Undying.

[chuckles]

Well, okay then.

[chuckles softly]

- Just remember to have fun along the way.
- [chuckles]

All right, man.

- Thanks for the food.
- Yep.

[Colleen speaking Japanese]

[continues speaking Japanese]

Great.

Thank you, guys.
That was a lovely class.

Please take some flyers.

Pass them around,
invite your friends to take a class.

We need more students here.

Oh, also...

Thursday nights will be closed
for AA meetings.

They pay more than you do.

Otherwise this place is closing.

Hi.

Here for a lesson?

What can $ get me?

[chuckles]

Cup of coffee down the street?

Hmm. I never had coffee before.

Or maybe a pair of flip-flops
at one of the stalls.

Down the street.

Oh. I'm, uh...

I'm okay.

So you should probably... go.

I, uh... [clicks tongue]

- I want to challenge your master.
- [chuckles]

You wanna what?

It's protocol.

I visit your dojo,
I need to challenge your master.

Wow. Well, okay...

but I'm the master,
and I don't accept your challenge.

Oh. Okay, um...

Yeah, look, I'm closing up, so...

Do you, uh...
do you teach kung fu lessons?

- Nope.
- You should.

You'd probably get more students.

I don't need the hassle.

I could teach a couple classes.

I mean, that's what I was asking
when I was talking about work.

I'd be cheap. No hassle at all.

Where'd you train?

K'un-Lun.

Which is... where?

You, uh...

can't really get there from here.

[inhales sharply] Nice try.
Now it's time to go.

- [chuckling] Well, if you...
- You really need to leave.

This is just a practice sword.

It doesn't even have an edge.

Trust me...

you don't wanna know what it feels like
to have a practice sword

smack you hard on the side of the face.

[chuckles]

I already do.

Ask Master Lei Kung the Thunderer.

I'm asking you... nicely... one last time.

Please go.

I apologize for any inconvenience.

Hey!

[chuckles]

Thanks.

[both grunting]

- [grunts]
- [groans]

You're the security guard from Rand.

Why are you...

[grunting]

- Ow!
- [g*n clatters]

[g*n cocks]

[guard] Go.

[grunts]

[groans]

[magazine clatters]

[crowd cheering]

[firecrackers bursting]

[parrot squawking]

[both grunting]

[uncocks g*n]

[Shannon groaning]

Ow!

Who sent you?

- Who sent you?
- [bone cracking]

[groans]

Ward Meachum.

[grunts]

[percussion continues]

[cell phone vibrating]

Hello, Shannon.

Thank you.

[sighs]

We have a situation.

Something that we need
to discuss in person.

I think it can wait until the morning.

Of course.

Right away.

[elevator chimes]

[beeps]

[beeps]

[door unlocks]

Hi, Dad.

The Chinese yuan is gonna drop.

- It's gonna affect our expansion there.
- [sighs] I'll take care of it.

Oh, like you're taking care
of the Danny Rand situation?

How do you even know about that?

sh*t.

Are you behind this?

Is this another one of your stupid tests?

No, Ward, I'm not behind it.

I wish you'd take things like this
more seriously,

so that I don't see my company destroyed.

- So it's your company now?
- It's always been my company.

You know, I could just ignore you.

There's not a thing
you could do about it.

Oh, sometimes you still sound
like you're an eight-year-old.

Yeah, yeah, Dad.

I get the whole
"disappointed-in-me" thing.

You've been doing it my whole life.

I expect more of you. That's all.

Is he here all the time now?

How much does he know?

- What does it matter?
- I think you know why it matters.

Ward, try to learn from me.

You hire people
when they're young, single,

looking for something to commit to,
to build their lives around.

Pay 'em twice what they're worth.

It builds loyalty.

It's something I learned from Wendell.

Sure.

Kyle.

Hey, will you ever betray me, Kyle?

[Kyle nervously] No, sir.

You're a good man, Kyle.

Why don't you take the rest
of the day off?

It's nearly midnight, sir.

Aw, too late then, huh?

See? He loves me.

Jesus, Dad.

- What the hell is wrong with you?
- [Harold] Never felt better.

[sighs]

[grunts] Of course.

So... let's talk about the real issue.

This, uh, Danny Rand character.

You tried to have Shannon handle him,
that didn't work out so well.

Apparently not.

Hmm... So what's he saying?
What's his story?

He sounds like a lunatic.

I don't know what his story is.

- You haven't talked to him?
- Well, no.

I'm not gonna play his game.

How the hell are we supposed to deal
with this guy

if we don't know anything about him?

Hey... [snaps fingers] listen up.

The first rule of w*r and business
is to know your enemy.

Yes, you've told me that,
but in this case...

Have you considered
this might be someone hired

to make us look bad at a time
we don't wanna look bad?

Yes. Joy and I
have been all through that.

[Harold] Yeah.

Much trickier if this actually is
young Danny Rand come back to life.

[chuckles]

That's impossible.

Stranger things have happened.

If this is Danny...

- Dad, come on.
- Think!

[sighs]

If this is Danny...

we can't let him go public.

No. No, we cannot.

Now, there are other questions
to consider as well.

If he's still alive, does that mean
his parents are still alive?

Who else knows he's alive?

What does he know?
Who has he told?

How the hell did he learn martial arts?

Why has he waited this long
to show up? Huh?

And now that he's here...
what does he want?

- I don't know.
- Neither do I.

Which is why you can't just
send some idiot

to b*at the sh*t out of him.
Understood?

[sighs]

Now we need to approach this with finesse.

[Ward] Like the way you handle
everything in life?

Don't be smart with me, Ward.

Leave this to me.

I'll tell you exactly what to do.

[Ward sighs]

Like always.
[chuckles softly]

Like always.

Hey.
Al, are you awake?

[sighs]

"As long as the cycle of existence lasts,

may your happiness never decline.

May you attain the constant joy
of the bodhisattvas."

[indistinct chatter]

[gasps] How did you get in here?

This was always my second home.

I know all the ins and outs.

[sighs]

Your brother tried
to have me k*lled last night.

What?

[chuckles] No.

Can we finally talk?

Okay.

But... I have mace in my purse,

and I can touch one button
and have a guard here.

[laughs]

I'm not gonna hurt you.

So... what makes you think
Ward tried to k*ll you?

Which, by the way,
sounds preposterous.

Your security guy came after me.

With two other guys.

- With g*ns.
- Shannon?

Are you sure? [chuckles]

Mmm. [gulps]

Very sure.

Well, you seem to have gotten away.

Yeah.

This time.

[chuckles]

All right, even if Shannon did att*ck you,

I have to believe
that it was something he...

might have instigated on his own.

Either way, it...
doesn't make a difference.

You know...

[clears throat] my brother's
a very black and white kind of guy.

Something's either true...
or it isn't.

I'm a little more... open.

Meaning?

- You look like Danny Rand.
- [chuckles]

Danny Rand is dead.

Maybe the truth is somewhere in between.

"If you wish to see the truth...
then hold no opinions."

[chuckles]

It's a Zen saying.

[Joy] Okay.

So, then... [chuckles]

I guess I should call you Danny?

Yeah.

Please.

All right, Danny. You said
you had some questions for me.

I'm not sure I'm gonna be able
to answer all of them, but...

I'll do my best.

I have a lot of questions, too.
Why don't you go first?

[sighs and chuckles]

It's... it's all kind of crazy.

I don't even know where to start.
[grunts]

Well, why don't you
just start at the beginning?

We were in our jet.

Flying over the Himalayas.

Then... things started to...
to go bad.

Okay.

We were, uh...

We were flying too low.

And the... the plane...
it started to come apart and, uh...

[sighs] And, um...

[sighing and mumbling]

- [Joy] And then?
- And, um...

And then, uh...

[breathing heavily]

[Danny sighs]

You...

What?

Why would you...

[breathing heavily]

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

[sighs]

[wind gusting]

[orderly] Looks like he had
another one of those episodes.

[nurse] Better to let him sleep.

[indistinct announcement on PA]

[Danny sighs]

[breathing heavily]

[Wendell echoing] It's just turbulence.
It's gonna be okay, Danny.

It's gonna be okay!

[Heather screaming]

- [Wendell] Just hold on, Danny!
- [Danny] Dad!

[Heather] Oh, my God!

Heather, stay in your seat. Heather!

Heather...

[Heather] We got you, Danny.

- [Heather screams]
- [Danny] Mom!

[Wendell] Heather!

I love you, Danny.

[hip-hop music playing over headphones]

[dramatic music playing]