Fairly Legal (2011–2012): Season 1, Episode 8 - Ultravinyl - full transcript

I'm calling across
Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Whoa! Jeez!

Don't sneak up on people.

Oh, please. Don't let me interrupt,
uh, whatever it is you're doing.

Well, if you don't clean a boat
regularly, then salt water just rots it.

That's a vaguely familiar
song, yet, still unappealing.

It's Yeah Yeah
by Ultravinyl.

Yeah, it doesn't
ring a bell.

Well, they broke up...
... about, uh, 15 years ago

and I'm mediating,
or I'm trying to mediate,



an agreement to license the
song for a car commercial.

But two of the band members,
they won't sign off on a deal.

Listen, Kate.

I said a lot of things the other night.

We both said
a lot of things.

I know. I just don't know how
we're going to move on from...

Good on you
for washing her down.

Too many sand crabs
have boats

but aren't willing
to put in the time.

Good to see you.
Hey.

You two know
each other?

We've met.
We've met.

Kate Reed,
you've been served.

We're being sued by the
people who bought our condo.



What for?

Remember that guy
we hired

to put copper plumbing
in our bathrooms?

Turns out he didn't
put in copper plumbing.

Okay. Well, why don't we call
him and have him pay for this?

Oh, I tried.
His phone is disconnected.

I went down to see him at his store.

It's a yogurt shop now.

So, we're on the hook.

$2,000. Yeah.

You want to stay
and help clean?

Not today.

All right, well,
ifyou change your mind,

I'll be here next week.
Same time, same place.

Yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah

Good morning, Leo.
Morning to you, Kate.

Oh!

Yes. Nothing says Monday like
a fresh bottle of tequila.

Leo!

You are going to make
a very popular boss.

It wasn't me, actually.

"Kate, because you
are a connoisseur.

"David Smith. "

I shared my knowledge.

I thought you went
to talk to him

about whether your father
lost evidence in his trial.

I did.

We had some drinks
to break the ice.

How did it go?
We broke it. Heavily.

And he told me nothing.

Mmm. I've got to go to that bar.

He's hiding something. I just
need to figure out what it is.

Who?

Nobody.

Good morning, Lauren.
What can I do for you?

Well, you've been stalling me

with this music publishing
mediation, Kate.

I have not
been stalling you.

And perhaps I just
overstated a touch

when, uh, I said that I
was rounding third base.

How much did
you overstate?

The rounding
third base part.

It's more of, like a, hmm,
first base kind of situation.

Clients like B.M.E.
keep the lights on.

No lights equals no office.
No office equals no job.

Does that cold tone
of voice of yours,

does that
come naturally,

or is that something
that you practice?

I practice.

Every time I talk to you.

You've got 48 hours
to get this done,

or I'm going
to have to step in.

I'll take
care of it.

God, how am I going
to take care of it?

Those band members,
they won't even talk to me.

Maybe they can
only communicate

through the power
of song.

Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah

Please stop doing that.

Go to the conference room.

So, if they won't talk
to us, what do we do?

Paul, there's not much
that we can do.

I mean, we've been
pressing their lawyer

and he has
said repeatedly

that Mac and Sherry
are not interested

in a licensing
agreement. Period.

I guess that would probably be
a "no" on the reunion tour, too.

Yeah, what's their
deal, anyway?

Are they allergic
to money?

Or maybe they just
don't like me.

Really? You seem like a
decent enough kind of guy.

Yeah, well.

They remember the rock
star prick I used to be.

Let's just say a few
TVs lost their lives

in the flight off
hotel balconies.

Mmm.

Well, look. No one
is the same person

that they were
15 years ago.

But, TV
catapulting aside,

I mean, I just don't
understand why they won't engage

in an arm's length
business deal with you.

Well...

Paul.

Come on.

This is confidential.

And I can't help you ifyou don't
lay your cards out on the table.

I'm dying.

Blood cancer. I've got
three months to live.

I chased all the wrong
things in my life, Kate.

But I did have
one hit song.

Hey.

I'm not worried
about dying.

I'm worried about
dying with regret.

I want to get the song out there again.

B.M.E. is only giving us 48
hours to get this resolved.

If you can just try
one more time.

Okay. Um...

I'll go around
their lawyer.

I will talk to Mac and Sherry in person.

Mmm-hmm.
And, uh,

once I tell them that
you're sick, I mean...

No. No.
No?

But they'll understand.

No, I don't want
them to know.

You're going to tell them anyway, right?

No. No, I can't. I...

I mean, unless they agree to
participate in the mediation process

or you allow me
to tell them.

I don't want them to think
that I'm using my illness

to force them into
something, you know?

Okay. Then,
that's that.

But I am going
to see them.

Well, that's great.

Thank you.

I'll be back by 4:00.

Um, the gamers
mediation is at 3:00.

That's what I said, 3:00.

Uh, Kate? This could be a tricky one.

Online role-playing games are
a multi-billion dollar industry.

Have you read the emails that I sent?

All 800 of them?

Nope.

Don't underestimate the complexity
of the online gaming world.

Oh, Leo,
I read the file.

Read or skimmed?

Um. Somewhere in between.

Okay, let's review.

The two pasty-faced people coming
to our boardroom this afternoon

lead the armies
of 10,000 gamers

that pay $20 a month
to our client

to fight virtual battles
on virtual battlefields.

Which is 200 grand a month,

not including the cost
of original software.

Are you really
quizzing me?

I just want to make sure
you're taking this seriously.

Yes. I will
mediate their dispute.

The Battle ofXerxerus, two
X's, will go on as planned.

And our client will not
lose 200 grand a month.

So, you're saying
you've read the file.

I told you.
I skread it.

Mmm, skimmed
plus read. Cute.

I'm not going to embarrass
you in front of the geek squad.

Promise.

Hi.
Hi. I'm Kate Reed.

I'm the mediator from your
publishing firm, B.M.E.

I'm sorry,
we've been very clear.

We want nothing to do with
the song licensing, okay?

Okay, um, you
have been clear.

Super clear. Now, let me be super clear.

Hi. I'm Kate Reed.

And all I want is five
minutes of your time.

But, if you'd rather
not talk to me,

I'm sure that
Paul Shelton

will be more than happy to come
down and talk to you himself.

Okay. Come on in.
Thank you.

You sign your name,

the advertising agency
hands you a large check.

Maybe it's, like, one of
those comically large ones

that you get when you win the lottery.

Money is not
everything.

No, but this is
a lot of money.

Well, whatever it is,
it's not enough for us

to want to deal
with Paul Shelton.

What did this guy
do to you?

Just tell me.
And I promise you,

if I can't convince you that
whatever it is doesn't matter anymore,

I'm going to
walk out that door.

It's hard to explain how addictive
it is to be in a rock band.

Even at the level that we
were at, just the one hit song.

Mac and I,
we handled it badly.

Paul handled it worse.

It came to a head in '96
at the Vogue Theater.

Yeah Yeah had reached number
nine on the Billboard charts.

Paul was out of control.

Get off the phone, man.
Come on.

Trashing hotel rooms, tearing
apart dressing rooms...

Hey.

I don't want
to see his face.

When he attacked that
roadie during sound check,

that was the last straw.

Yeah. Get up!
Come on!

Paul!

Who knows why
he went after the guy,

but by the time I got to
him and pulled him off,

he started
swinging at me.

He left the theater, missed that
night's show. We never saw him again.

And you two were able
to just walk away?

We're public school
teachers now.

That life is far,
far in the past.

Hey, Brandon? Can you
turn it down a little?

Wow!

Sounds like a chip off
the old block.

He's a lot better
than I ever was.

When I found out
I was pregnant,

Mac and I knew life on
the road wasn't for us.

And no one's asking you to
go back on the road, Sherry.

No, but if the song
gets some exposure,

people will pay
attention again.

And somebody will do a "Where
are they now?" piece on the band.

And Paul will feed off of that stuff.

But our son deserves the nice,
quiet life we've carved out for him.

Yes, and that's something
that you can control.

If you want to
be brutally honest,

we just don't want Paul
back in our lives.

Okay. I understand

why you wouldn't want that
Paul back in your lives,

but I'm telling you,
the guy that I met,

he's not that guy.

Now, are you really willing
to walk away from a big payday

just because of
some bad memories?

Excuse me?
Hey.

Uh, I'm Mac and
Sherry's son, Brandon.

Right, the guitar!
Yeah.

Oh, I'm Kate. You sounded really good.

Thanks.

Was there something that
you wanted to tell me?

You should tell
Paul Shelton

to stay away from
me and my parents.

You heard us talking?
Yeah.

That guy is
a major prick.

Yeah,
and then some.

He told me everything.

He needs to
stay away.

Yeah, I got that.

He ruined their
lives, okay?

And he's going
to do it again.

Brandon, what's
going on?

Are you afraid that Paul is
trying to get the band together?

Because your dad
has no...

Just keep him
away from us, okay?

Today's feeling like a
ham and Swiss day, Benny.

Oh, sorry. I'm
out of ham and Swiss.

Oh. Hey, Kim.

Hey.
You're not Benny.

Where's Benny?

Did the Jets have
something to do with it?

Uh, Benny's on vacation. So,
I'm picking up his shifts.

I'll be here
every day this week.

Oh, my God.
That's so rough on me.

Did you want some
turkey and cheddar?

I could never do that to ham and
Swiss. They'd hate me forever.

I'll bring one tomorrow.

Uh, tomorrow's
my peanut butter day.

So, it's, like,
I make it at home.

I'm home alone,
which I usually am.

So, don't worry
about tomorrow.

Right. Okay.
I've got to go.

Um. Hey, I'll
walk with you.

Ow! You know,
because...

Uh, cramps. They're
an occupational hazard.

So, you can be honest.
I mean, uh...

Coming for more shifts
is really an excuse to, uh...

I needed to make
some extra money.

That is what I mean.
Money.

Money is a very good thing to
have if you're not a hermit.

I'm not a hermit.
Seeing you is a bonus.

Sorry, I got a
leg cramp right there.

I had to, uh,
speed walk it out.

Right.

Well, I should
probably...

Move those sandwiches.
Yes. Yes.

Don't let me, uh,
keep you from that.

Sorry I didn't have
what you wanted.

Oh, don't apologize
to me.

Apologize to, uh,
ham and Swiss.

Oh! So sensitive.

You'd think
they'd be neutral

because of the whole
Swiss thing.

But, no.

Okay.

Oh, Leonardo.

Yeah, that was about as
smooth as an alligator's butt.

Nothing's changed.

Looks exactly
the same.

Should I try my key?

You still have
your key?

Yeah. Do you
still have yours?

Well, I forgot to
throw it out.

You think they changed the locks?

I don't know.

Oh, my God.

What did they
do to our condo?

It's not our
condo anymore.

I'm going
to check the pipes.

What were they going for
here, like, brothel chic?

Yep. Galvanized steel.

Jerk.
What, me jerk?

No. Plumber jerk.

But really, Justin.

You can take down
a drug cartel,

but then a guy
in a tool belt,

he can get the best
ofyou? Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Why is it suddenly
Are you kidding me?

my responsibility to do
Hello?

an extensive background
check on a plumber?

He said he was
going to put in...

Hello?
You hired him.

Hello.
Hi.

You must be Kate
and Justin Patrick.

Kate Reed.
I kept my name.

Oh. Good for you.
Yes. And you are?

Margo Reston.
I represent the sellers.

Should we, uh, have a look at the pipes?

We already did.
It's steel.

Our plumber
screwed us.

We closed escrow,
like, a year ago.

How come it took them
so long to call us?

They just noticed.

Hmm. You know, the
neighborhood's had a big up-tick.

So, they decided
to take their profits

and move to
the peninsula.

Mmm. So, uh, they make a profit

and then they sue us
for the pipes. Excellent.

You know, I told you we
shouldn't have sold to lawyers.

Oh, my God. Enough with the
lawyer digs. Didn't I tell you?

New copper pipes
are $2,000.

Someone is going to
need to write a check.

You can
mail it to me.

She seemed like...
Don't.

There's nothing
to be nervous about.

Just show them
that you're a new man.

Hey, Mac.

Long time.

Mac, thank you
for coming.

Is Sherry joining us?

Uh, Brandon had
a soccer game.

Oh. All right, well,

why don't you
just have a seat...

Oh, I'm good standing.

Great. I'm good,
good to stand.

Paul, uh,
why don't you start?

I really appreciate
that you came, Mac.

I, uh, I know there's been a lot
of rough water between us, and uh...

Maybe we could just,
you know,

leave it behind us.
Move forward.

That's him as
a changed man?

What do you
want me to say?

How about, "I'm sorry"?

Of course, I'm sorry.

There you go. An apology.
That's a good first step.

I screwed up. I drove you
and Sherry and Brandon, I...

I drove you all
from my life.

I knew it.

That's what
this is about.

What do you mean?

Tell her.
Yeah, tell me.

It's about, uh,
it's about the fans.

It's about us.
It's about everything.

You haven't got
the guts to admit

you made a
huge mistake.

You want him
back in your life.

Well, you know what?
It's too late.

Okay. Somebody please tell
me what's going on here.

Just stay the hell
away from us.

What is he
talking about?

Brandon.

He's my son.

He's right,
isn't he?

This isn't
about the song.

You're just trying to get the
money to get close to Brandon.

I'm using the only
leverage I have.

Paul, B.M.E. retained
this firm to mediate

a half million dollar case
involving three songwriters,

and whether or not
they used your song,

that's just completely
irrelevant to you.

All I have is Mac and
Sherry and Brandon.

You should have told me the truth, Paul.

I told you
I was a prick.

Okay. Just...

Hold on a second.

How did we get here?

Well, we'd been a band
since we were 16.

Mac and Sherry were together,
right from the start.

And then, in, uh, '96, they broke up.

Now, I'd always had a thing for Sherry.

She was the most amazing
woman I'd ever met.

So, I just
went for it.

And for a few weeks,
it was beautiful.

But when I saw them that
day, kissing at the Vogue,

I knew it was over.

She'd picked him.

I had to lash out
at somebody.

I was probably high.
I don't really remember.

Mac pulled me off,
told me to get lost.

And Brandon?

I found out later that
Sherry was pregnant.

And that the baby
was mine.

But, by that time,
I was long gone.

Hi. Excuse me. Kate,
I need just a minute.

I'm almost done here. Yeah.

Paul.

I'm sorry
that you're sick.

But I can't work with clients
who don't tell me the truth.

I understand.
I do.

From now on, we're going
to play by my rules.

And that means that we
tell everybody the truth.

So, we're going to tell Mac
and Sherry that you're dying

and that you want
to see your son.

Okay.

What? I'm
rounding second.

And last week you
were rounding third.

Do you know
how baseball works?

You didn't call me in here
to correct my metaphors.

B.M.E. says the ad agency
is sensing an impasse.

This may be over
by the end of the day.

But you gave me
48 hours.

Apparently, they weren't mine to give.

The gamers are here.

I'm coming.

Did you know
that in the 1870s,

David Smith's bar was a
surveyor's weigh station?

What? Prospectors would
bring their findings,

get them weighed
and then get paid.

How is this helpful
to my mediation?

It's not. I just thought it was cool.

You're a very
special man, Leonardo.

Where are the gamers?

May I introduce,

Phoenixxx16.

I am the greatest warrior
of them all. Kneel before me.

And in this corner,
Darkenova45.

I will eviscerate
all who walk in my path.

Good luck with that.

Oh. Who's this?

This is you.

Hi, I'm Kate.

Hi, I'm Kate.

I'm an elf?

Actually, you're a druid.
A druid is sort of half-elf.

And they're very powerful,
large spell books.

Leonardo, I work
with real people.

I don't
mediate cartoons.

Avatars.
Get me live human...

I work with real people.
I don't mediate cartoons.

Are you finished?

Get me live human beings
in this conference room.

You're just mad because
I made you a druid. Okay?

The boils are
a sign of beauty.

People. I work
with people.

You can't even
command a druid.

Me? The druid
scoffed at you.

Uh... The only scoffing
was at your idiocy, hack.

Hey. Guys...

Mac. What are
you doing here?

I took a walk to blow off some steam.

Come into my office.
Will you, please?

We've decided to give Paul
the rights to the song.

Free and clear.

That's not what he wants.

Isn't that the case
you were hired for?

Does Brandon know that
Paul is his father?

Well, of course.

After Brandon was born, we
tried to bring Paul into his life

but he was too busy.

Always on the road.

We raised our son.

We just want to be left alone
to finish our job as parents.

Paul can
have the song.

What's the catch?

He signs over
all parental rights.

And a legal guarantee

that he never tries to
contact Brandon again.

Mac, people
make mistakes.

That doesn't mean that they should
have to live with them forever.

Ms. Reed, I've known
Paul a long time.

All he's ever wanted
is to be famous.

He'll take this deal.

And it won't take him
too long to figure it out.

It's your hometown

It's your hometown

It's your hometown

Your hometown

Ooh, oh...

Thank you. I'm going
to take a short break.

Wow! You've
still got it.

Well, playing for 12 people
isn't like playing for 20,000.

But, uh, there
aren't a lot ofjobs

where people applaud
when you're finished.

Was that
an Ultravinyl song?

No. I don't play those, uh, anymore.

Doesn't seem right.

Mmm. Well, I like
your new sound.

Thanks. I've been
writing again.

Hadn't written a song
in 10 years.

Now, I've got them
pouring out of me.

Hey, Paul...

Uh-oh!

I talked to
Mac and Sherry.

They've agreed to give you
the copyright to Yeah Yeah.

But, in exchange,
they want you

to sign a legal statement saying that
you are never going to contact them

or try to see Brandon
ever again.

It's not your fault.

Um, you did the
best you could.

Considering I lied to you
about what I really wanted.

So, that's it.

You've been absent from
Brandon's life for 15 years

and now, you're going
to just roll over? Paul!

I mean, how are we going to
show them that you've changed?

That you still care?

Um...

Well, then,
I reject their offer.

Good.

I want to give my rights
to the song to Brandon.

Okay.
Uh...

Mac and Sherry can use the
money for his college tuition.

That's great. And then,
what about seeing Brandon?

He's got
good parents.

They're doing what they
think is best for him.

Draw up the contract.

So I can do what's
best for him, too.

Sure.

Brandon?

Hi.

My parents told me
he was playing here.

Yeah.

Are you going
to go inside?

I was thinking
about it.

Okay. Yeah.

You know, uh,
your dad told me

about Paul and who he
is to you, Brandon...

What kind of person
forgets his own son?

Forgets he even exists!

I don't know.
Yeah. Me neither!

Then, maybe you should
go inside and ask.

What's he
going to say?

"Sorry I missed the first
16 years ofyour life?"

Brandon, it took
him a long time

to realize
what's important.

But I think he
knows it now.

Why now?

Oh, just let your parents
fill in the blanks.

Yeah. That's what
Paul is to me.

A blank. Maybe it's better that way.

No, nothing's better
that way. Brandon!

I've got the short-form agreement
for the Ultravinyl mediation.

Um. Okay, great.
So, then,

I'll just call you
after my meeting.

What meeting? There's
nothing on your calendar.

Sometimes there are things

that you just don't
know about, Leo.

Uh, no,
there's not. Ever.

If it's in your calendar,
I put it there.

Well, you forgot
about this one.

Well, I'm sorry.
I, uh...

Don't worry about it.
People make mistakes.

David, tell him the
one about the lawnmower.

What, and ruin
his image of me

as a man who's good
with his hands?

I don't think so.
Hey, David.

Hi, Kate.

Can I talk to you?

Well, I'm a little
busy right now.

It'll only
take a second.

Kate, I've got a bar
full of customers.

Maybe some other
time, okay?

If you don't come in
and get that ointment,

that herpes will
never clear up.

Have a good day.

Gentlemen.

I don't have...

Ham and Swiss.

Hey! You're back.

I didn't want
ham and Swiss

to get the wrong
impression of me.

It's a little
late for lunch.

Midnight snack?
It's on me.

Thanks. Yeah, I'll probably be here late

because I'm
about to rip into

an epic game of, uh,
World of Warcraft.

I just had a marathon
session last night.

Really? I took down
a 50th level warlock.

You know, I'm actually working on a
big online gaming mediation right now.

I mean, uh,
Kate and I are.

Right.

So, I should
probably get going.

See you tomorrow.

I'm happy Benny's
on vacation.

Me, too.

I wish Benny could be
on vacation forever.

That wouldn't be a
vacation, technically.

That's true. And I would have to leave

since it's
his business.

Another detail
that I overlooked.

So...

Goodbye, Leonardo.

Bye, Kim. Don't get
lonely in the elevator.

I won't.

Can you hold
that, please?

If she goes to the
lobby and meets someone

and falls in love instantly, flies
to Las Vegas and gets married,

I'm going to
be so upset.

It's happened
to me before.

I brought you
a veggie patty

with an extra side
of veggie.

Thanks.

Look, Kate,
about the plumber...

Oh, yes.
You know what?

I brought my checkbook.

No, no, no, no. I'm
going to pay for this.

I'm not mad
at you anymore.

Mad? Why would
you be mad?

You're the one who hired the
plumber. What, without references?

Is that what you were going to
say? No. No. It doesn't matter...

Okay. If you recall,
during that remodel,

I was in court with
the tax evasion case.

Yes. And I was away
on the Sumter case.

It was always
something, wasn't it?

Always?

Let's just stick
to the pipes. Okay?

Yep.

That's a great idea.

It's the only way
she'll meet with you.

She wants to
meet in person.

No way.
That's crazy.

I know. I know. I know.

But trust me, she's
the best there is.

If anyone can get this
feud resolved, it's her.

I spent 18 hours designing this
avatar. The armor, the weaponry.

How will I
defend myself?

Against what? It's not
like the real Darkenova

is going to be
riding up in here

on a metal horse
with a javelin!

I could bring a real
javelin. No, you can't.

Crossbow?
No.

Catapult? You have those
things in real life?

I'm bringing
my scimitar.

No. No.
No weapons.

Just yourselves.

And wear some
decent clothes.

Bathrobes do not count.

Common mistake
among gamers.

There's been a slight change of plans.

Didn't I say something
like this would happen?

We gave him the rights to the song.

Yes. And instead ofyou giving
Paul your share ofthe rights,

he would like to give Brandon his share.

What's in it
for Paul?

Well, he wanted
to reconnect with you,

but you've said that
that's not possible.

And he wants Brandon
to have money for college.

Or whatever else
you think is best.

And I have the
contract right here.

Don't sign it.

There are other
things going on.

Meaning Brandon.

Uh, no.

Then, what?

I can't tell you.

Paul's my client. And
unfortunately, I can't talk about it.

Just give me the contract

so I can sign something and
get him out of our lives.

Mediations are confidential.
Did you know that?

But, because you refused to
enter into mediation with Paul,

you are outside of that
circle of confidentiality.

So, how about you
come inside the circle

just for a little bit?

So, enter a mediation
to end the mediation?

Exactly. Yes.

And I have the
engagement letter

for the mediation,
right here.

Please sign it.

Okay.

He's dying.

What? He has less than
three months to live.

You said the artist
agreements were signed.

All signed.
So, I called B.M.E.

Oh. Awesome.

So, what is the problem?

There's a paternity issue
embedded in Paul's side of the deal

that I would like
to extricate.

Yeah. No.
Oh, come on, Lauren.

Momentum's on my side
right now.

I just really want to
make everybody happy.

It's irrelevant
to our transaction.

Paul's dying.

He's never spent
any time with his son.

It's relevant to him.

Well, that's tragic, but...

The only reason he got this
ball rolling to begin with

was to fix all this
before he dies.

So, technically, if he did
not want to see his son,

there would be no fee from the
successfully mediated licensing deal.

Big fee.
Big, big.

Just stall B.M.E.,
just for a little while.

How long?
The rest ofthe day?

That's not going to
happen. Give me an hour.

Ah! And just what exactly do
I tell the men from B.M.E.?

I believe in the force
ofyour charming personality.

An hour.

Hi.

They're here.

Hey, Sher.

Hey, Paul.

Why don't we all
have a seat?

Make ourselves
comfortable.

Okay. It's now
or never.

There's one
huge advantage

to having three
months to live.

It gives you
instant clarity.

I screwed up
my life.

I don't want to screw
up the next three months.

The three of us...

We really
had something.

And I'm not talking about the
music. I'm talking about us.

You two were the only
people who really knew me,

who cared about me.

And when I
broke up the band,

I had no idea of the
damage it would cause.

I was already leaving.
For my own sake.

For the sake
of our son.

I'm really, really sorry
about you getting sick.

We don't always
get an encore.

You know, Paul, for a
few years, because of you,

we had a lot of fun.

It was a blast,
wasn't it?

Yeah.

That's true.

Oh, excuse me.
Certainly.

Done.

Or, uh, undone,
I guess.

So, we're good.
Yeah.

The revised contracts are on the
table and they're ready to go.

Congratulations.

Yeah. You, too.

You're not going
to hug me, are you?

Never even dawned on me. Okay, good.

Yeah.

I heard you had another gig?

Oh, I did.
You know, small.

This is something
I thought I'd never see.

I told you
he's changed.

You just had to see it to believe it.

You know, his sound has
changed, too. He's amazing.

He's playing later
at Buzz Coffee

and you should
check it out.

You never give up,
do you?

I wish I knew how.

Brandon.

Is he in there?

Brandon, why don't you
just go in and meet him?

No.

Then go in
and punch him.

No.
Kick him.

No.
Scream at him.

No! Do something. Come on.

No. No. No! Hit me. Come on. Punch me.

Do something. Do something. No!

You keep showing up, but you're
not doing anything, Brandon.

You're angry.
You're sad.

You're both.

You need to express
these feelings.

He's dying.

I can't make you
go in there.

I just...

I can't.

Okay. Um...

Remember the coffee shop
that you came to visit?

This is his
last performance.

Why don't you just
come through the back

and just watch?

Okay?

They're here.

For real this time.

You're nervous.

Just a little bit.

They're just people.

They command
large armies.

Virtual armies.

Paying real money.

Point taken.

Thank you both

for stepping out from
behind your avatars.

In a mediation, it's very
important for both sides

to not only be
physically present,

uh...

Nobody likes
to be called that.

Okay. So, then,
let's start.

Billy, why don't
you go first?

Oh. It's okay.
You don't need...

What?
Go right ahead.

You buy weapons from other
people who have earned them.

That's not fair.

That's it?

Okay. Be seated.

Donna?

You don't need to...

It's not fair that you organize
outlawed individuals into groups.

Excuse me.

Leonardo.

It's going great.
Really?

Oh, yeah. You're really
getting through to them.

But that doesn't mean anything
if they're not communicating.

They're comfortable in an
environment where you wouldn't be.

A place where
millions of people

use a de facto form
of communication

that crosses borders and
transcends cultural differences.

I'm serious. It's a
multi-million dollar...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I got it.

I'm gonna try again.

Phoenixxx16, Darkenova45. Please rise.

I'm disappointed
in you two.

You should be leading thousands
of your minions to victory.

But instead, you're both sitting
here like lily-livered miscreants.

Where's your dignity,
Phoenixxx16?

I have dignity. I have
volumes of dignity.

Then show some!

Fight.

And you,
Darkenova45.

Have some pride.

I am proud.

Okay, then.
It's decided.

Let's hear
a call to arms.

Tonight, we will dine
together in Hell.

Tell your legions that
the Battle ofXerxerus

will begin
at 2010, sharp.

Into the fire!

Sometimes,
you scare me.

No. No. No.

Well, this is
a nice surprise.

I never got to hear
the rest of the song.

How did you get
her to show up?

I gave her a flyer.

Mac's parking the car.

I'm so glad you came.

Good evening, everyone.

It's a big night
for me.

And, uh, I'm
going to play...

I'm going to
play a song

that I haven't played
in a long time.

Well, I'm calling across

Can you hear me?

Yeah, I'm calling across

Can you hear me?

Whoa, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, I

Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, I

If you want me

Just come and get me

Don't be shy

And some I pleasure
Some I treasure

Because I'm calling across

Can you hear me?

Yeah, I'm calling across

Can you hear me?

Wow.

Hi.
Hi.

I sent the money
to the real estate agent.

And I ripped up
your check.

I never should
have hired

that crackpot plumber
in the first place.

I should have
taken responsibility

for stuff around
the condo.

Yeah.

Maybe.

I didn't...

...always choose
work over home.

Well, sometimes,
it felt like it.

Sometimes,
when we fight

it turns me on
a little bit.

Always?

Yeah. Always.

Now is not
a good time.

Oh, why not?

I'm getting ready
for the lunch crowd.

If you don't talk to me, I'm
gonna come in here every day

and say embarrassing things
in front of your friends.

Uh, tequila?

Nope. Not again.

How about scotch?

Yeah. One scotch.

How do you take it?
Neat.

Good girl.

Eighteen-year-old Macallan.

She knows her scotch.

Nice.

My dad taught
me about scotch.

I'll tell you
a secret.

I taught your dad
about scotch.

I don't really
like secrets.

They always seem
to hurt the person

that they're
trying to protect.

You don't think
there are some things

that people just
shouldn't know?

No. No.

It's like magic,
and I hate magic.

I mean, why would
I want to be tricked

into believing something
that isn't true?

I hate magic, too.

So, um...

You taught my dad
about scotch.

What else did
you teach him?

How to lose
the evidence?

Before I give you this,

I want you to know
Teddy was a good man.

Are you saying he
didn't lose the evidence?

Your father had to have a
good reason for what he did.

But I can't ask him about that, can I?

Then, maybe, that's
the way he wanted it.

The Teddy I knew,
back in the day,

the scrappy guy that
would do what it took

to get out of
the neighborhood.

What does it matter
who that guy was?

It matters to me.

If I don't know
who my dad is,

then how the hell do
I know who I am, David?

There are some things
about people's pasts

that aren't
worth knowing.

I'm kind of
the opposite.

I like to
know everything.

I've got to start
prepping for lunch.

Thank you for the drink.