Lodge 49 (2018–2019): Season 2, Episode 3 - DisOrientation - full transcript

Ernie recounts his trip to Mexico and Dud sees a solution to all the Lodge's problems. Liz works at Higher Steaks. Dud and Liz spend time with a woman from their father's past.

You mentioned Larry Loomis.

I did?

Merrill said that
only a couple people

complete the Magnum Opus.

I think I might be one of 'em.

- No.
- I'm... I'm Sean

Bill Dudley was my father.

Merrill!

Wait, so, Shamroxx is like,
gone?

Janet said something new was
about to rise from the ashes.

Everyone has to come off
the road at some point.



The order desk

This is where
I started 20 years ago.

Oh my God!

El Confidente is real?

I guess
it's time to tell you about...

Mexico.

The road
to Guadalajara, baby

Yeah!

From Long Beach, it's only...
what, 35 hours?

What?

Hey, don't worry.

You're exactly where
you're supposed to be.

And I can prove it.

Reach behind the seat.
There's a beautiful painting.



This is kinda
freakin' me out.

Well, I-I paint my dreams,
you know?

Sometimes I see chimeras,
sometimes the future.

But, uh,
it's a real thing.

You know, I got
a group of doctors

who pay to study my brain.

Yeah, I see 'em when
I-I'm up here on business.

Suddenly, all the pieces
were falling into place.

Olaf had a twin.

Stone, still dangling from
the chandelier,

finally understood
that he'd been set up.

Oh, my God.

You know,

I have a theory about
I. Marvin Metz.

I think that he's a Lynx
like us.

You ever notice that
all his books

are set in a city
where there's a lodge?

Hmm.
Mm.

Damn, you're right.

He's on his North American
book tour right now,

and if he comes to Guadalajara,
I'm gonna ask him in person.

So you were
a Sovereign Protector.

Mm-hmm. Lodge 55.

It was one of the stops
on Larry's Grand Tour.

Ah.

It's all about
the connections.

"The world is bound
by secret knots."

Mm-hmm.

I remember reading that when
I was studying to be a knight.

Mm. Larry said you were
a great knight...

- Mm.
- And a true warrior.

Ah, Larry.

Hey, don't bust out
crying.

We still got 20 hours left
in the van.

Oh.

Welcome to Lodge 55.

Our old
building got condemned.

Membership dwindled.

We kept downsizing
until we arrived here.

"We"?
Where's everyone else.

Well, "we" is me.
I'm the last member left.

Oh.
That's, uh, us arriving now.

I think
it's still happening.

Ahh.

What the hell?

That's us later tonight.

The gold symbolizes
the scrolls or somethin'.

Why am I dressed like
a mariachi?

Well, I-I paint the destination,
not the path.

Okay.

So, what's the plan?

Little siesta, go into town,

and find your antiquarian,
right?

Well...
not exactly.

We're not going to Guadalajara.
We're going someplace else.

Where?

A little place called
Comala.

Strange place.

At noon,
the shadows look... wrong.

The wind blows hot
all the time,

even at midnight.

What are you talkin' about?

Grab a couple beers,
and I'll explain.

That's when I won
the bowling bag from Larry,

but he didn't tell me
the whole story.

I thought it was just
some old artifacts and shit

- that I could sell.
- Mm-hmm.

So I took 'em to the lodge
and I offered 'em around,

and there was this one dude,
Roberto Núñez,

and he was a bricklayer
from Comala.

He was super into alchemy.

There's always a few, huh?

Oh, sure. We have ours.
Blaise. And Dud, too.

Yeah.

So Roberto offered
to trade me for a car.

Mm-hmm.

Turned out to be
an old beater truck.

It was put together
with Bondo.

I said, "I don't think so."

But I told him I had this offer
from a high-end antiquarian

who offered me $10,000.

Mm.
So that's what I did.

I went to the antiquarian
and I gave him the bowling bag,

and he gave me 10 grand.

So when I got back
to the lodge,

Roberto Núñez stuck a gun
in my face and took my money.

Jacked by a fellow Lynx.

- That is cold.
- Isn't it?

Yeah.
And then Larry calls me up.

It wasn't just some shit.

It was the scrolls.

So I went back
to the antiquarian.

He said a week after
we made the deal,

somebody broke into his shop,
stole a bunch of shit...

- Mm...
- and the bowling bag,

and then burned down the shop.

You think Roberto did it.

Well, yeah.

I mean, he stole my money
and took the scrolls.

This is some heavy shit.

Mm!

So that's why
I brought you in.

I could use
your assassin skills.

Assassin skills?

Yeah, well, Larry told me
you were a Navy SEAL.

No, man!

I was a radar man.

Assassin skills.

Well, whatever.
Hey...

I'm glad you're here.

I mean, I think we're, like,
brothers now, huh?

You know, like two old knights
fulfilling a promise

to a fallen king.

So...

Tonight, we're going to Comala
to find Roberto Núñez.

That asshole has
the scrolls.

Shh. Shh.

Huh?

Shh.

The safe!

Damn! No cash!

There's no scrolls either.

Yeah, those, too.

You don't care anything about
the scrolls, do you?

You came
just for the money.

I care about the scrolls,

but I'd like to get
my 10 grand back.

This is all bullshit.
And guess what?

I'm not a mariachi.

Sometimes things get
scrambled.

- What?!
- Ugh!

Well, I think the antiquarian
beat us to Roberto,

got his revenge.

But I think
I know where to find him.

But first, let's take
some time to cool down.

Okay?

You know,
'cause we're brothers.

We'll finish this job
together.

♪ Come inside my little castle ♪

♪ Let me show you something
that is quite ♪

♪ Unique ♪

♪ On my trip to Abyssinia ♪

♪ Bought it from a peddler
who had served ♪

♪ A sheikh ♪

♪ Smuggle it away ♪

♪ Don't give me away ♪

♪ I must keep it out
of the light ♪

♪ Hid it in the back
of my little shack ♪

♪ Now I never dare ♪
♪ to fall asleep ♪

♪ At ni... ♪

♪ Y consciencia se apodera ♪
♪ de mi ♪

Aah!

♪ Para mi todo es gris ♪

♪ Solo tengo tu recuerdo en mi ♪

*LODGE 49*
Season 02 Episode 03

*LODGE 49*
Episode Title: "DisOrientation"

And El Confidente was
passed out next to me,

and we were getting
the same dumb-ass tattoo.

I took off in the tiger van
and drove home.

Oh, my God!

What?!

Okay, okay, okay.

Yep. Mm-hmm.

Alright,
I'll need to, uh...

I'll need to get home,
pack a few things.

- What are you talking about?
- Mexico.

We have to go back.

Did you hear a word
I just said?

It was a nightmare.

Because you went without me,
okay? I'm your squire.

If there's a quest,
I need to go.

There's nothing down there
but dust and shadow,

and El Confidente
is just another con man.

He's not a con man.
He's not a con...

Okay, he can see the future.

That's why they call him
El Confidente.

He has confidence.
He's a confidence man.

Ernie, look, the scrolls,
they were right there.

- I mean, you were so close.
- There's no scrolls!

And if they do exist,
they're just paper...

Moldy and worthless,
no use to anyone.

I'm done with it.

I'm back in reality.

I got bills to pay.
I got my Caddy in the shop.

I'm on the order desk.

No, no. No.

You can't settle
for the order desk.

You're a road man!

That's what you were moanin'
about last night.

I was in denial,

feelin' sorry for myself.

But now...

the order desk
is just what I need.

God.

It's nice and quiet
and normal.

No dead bodies.

No donkey unicorn.

Are you... are you...
Are you sure?

Personally, I'd take
the the donkey-corn

over the order desk.

- Uh.
- Ern... Ernie!

Well, so here at
Higher Steaks,

we like to ask the question,
what do people want?

The answer is...

Is it Higher Steaks?

Yes, it is!

Higher Steaks.
Everything is Higher Steaks now.

Everything.

Life or death. Every day.

Do you really need
to interview me?

This isn't Shamroxx, Liz.

No. No, you're right.
This is Higher Steaks.

So, uh, tell me about

your last job experience.

Uh, my boss
was a total psycho.

He got busted by the Feds.

Well, that sounds, um...

challenging,

and yet, um, fulfilling.

Does it?

I just remember seeing you
at the temp office,

lost and drifting
and terrified.

But, hey, here we are,
together again,

and everything's great!

This is a really upscale...
eating experience,

and I'm confident that
we'll all rise

- to meet the f-fulfilling challenge...
- Jeremy, Jeremy.

Hey.

It'll be fine. Okay?

Thank you.

You're hired.
Of course you're hired.

You were always gonna
be hired.

All this...
This was all Kabuki.

Just stupid, stupid Kabuki.

- Great.
- Yeah, whew!

So...

according to El Confidente...
Who is apparently real?

Yep.

Um, somewhere in Guadalajara,

there's a vengeful antiquarian

who might be in possession
of the scrolls.

That's my understanding.

Wow.

That's a lot.

Yeah.

You have a plan, or...

Well... well, we need El Confidente...
First,

and I can't find any info
on Lodge 55.

There's no current address,
and Ernie is no help.

He's in some kind of a mood
or somethin'.

One thing at a time.

Um, I tried a new
fermentation process

using, uh, Glauber's
Pharmacopoeia Spagyrica.

Should have
a little more kick.

Great, great. I-I need it.

The dickheads
at the hospital,

they're giving me grief
about my bill.

Um, any progress
on the diary?

No.

No.

But I wanna show you somethin'.
Follow me.

Whoa-oa-oa-oa-oa-oa!

Whoa. Okay.

So are y...
Are you livin' here?

Just for
the last few months.

I was over at the Driftwood
apartments for a long time,

but the owner died,

investment group
bought the property,

tripled the rent,
so here I am.

Yeah, that's crazy.
Is that even legal?

Yep.
You can't fight progress.

I'm good.

This place is safe and secure.
It's got everything I need.

And more importantly,
I set up my lab...

Magnum Opus HQ.

Yeah. Yeah.

So cool. What's that?

Philosophic egg.

It's a key component.

It's where materials mingle
and then emerge

as a new substance
totally reborn.

These dream images
are coded instructions

for the material process.

Yeah.

Dreams.

Dreams are important,
right?

Oh, yeah. Carl Jung was
obsessed with alchemy.

His whole
theory of the unconscious

- comes out of it.
- Yeah.

The... the reason
I mention it

is 'cause Larry sort of
came to me in a dream.

- Yeah.
- We were in the tavern,

and he told me to find
Thermosaurus.

By which he meant
the holy grail,

by which he meant
the scrolls.

Yeah.

And his mom was there, too.

That's pretty specific.

Yeah, it... it could've
been a dream,

but it also sounds like it
might've been a visitation.

Just throwin' that
out there.

You mean, like,
from Larry's ghost?

"I Was A Mod
Before You Was A Mod"...plays

♪ I can go anywhere
anytime I choose ♪

♪ I will never, ever be
a substitute ♪

♪ Just set me free,
and then you'll watch me fly ♪

♪ And heaven knows
I'm a lucky guy ♪

♪ Drop some
blues and away we go ♪

♪ Takin' a trip
down to the coast ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ I was a mod before ♪
♪ you was a mod ♪

I always dreaded sports
at school.

Didn't exactly fit in
with the lads.

God, all those wasted afternoons
standing on the sidelines,

feeling scared and useless.

All I remember is
the cold and the damp,

wishing I was
somewhere else.

I fit in.

Well, you know, when you're
big and strong and powerful,

you fit in whether or not
you really feel like you do.

Played linebacker for Wilson.
All-CIF.

I just
hated it after a while.

But made my dad proud,
so...

Well, he'd be proud
of you now.

Sovereign Protector.

You know, you're always
talking about ways

to boost morale around here,

make happy hour,
you know, more happy.

Yeah. Are you thinking
of restoring tabs?

Because I think that would
go a long way to...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Somethin' even better.

Naming of the Dead.

Yeah! It's supposed to be
an annual event,

but Larry just blew it off
like everything else.

Do you really think
a marathon candle-lit eulogy

of departed Lynx
is the best way to promote...

you know, mirth?

It's our duty.

That's why people are feeling
down around here,

because they feel like
we've lost our sense of duty.

No, this is perfect!
We can order pizza.

Yeah! Naming of the Dead!

You know what?

I'm gonna go get those robes
out of storage.

"DisOrientation."

It's a play on words.

Here's a fact...

Some of you
can handle Higher Steaks.

Others, frankly, cannot.

And that is why
our first team-building exercise

will be human chess.

But first...

a message.

My name is Janet Price,

and I demand Higher Steaks.

Why start a restaurant
dedicated to the idea

that food is
a life-or-death proposition?

Doesn't life already
depend on food?

Well, to an extent.

Not long ago, I was stuck.

Yes, I was rich and powerful

and being hailed throughout
the industry as a visionary

who was changing the way
the world thinks

about the acquisition
and restructuring

of regional broadline
distribution chains.

But on the inside,

I felt wretched and alone.

So one night,

on a boat
in the middle of a harbor

during an exclusive
corporate-bonding event,

my empty core exploded

in a big bang
of spiritual rebellion.

I jumped ship.

But then a voice,

my inner Godhead,

roared one thing...

"Swim, Janet. Swim."

So Janet swam.

She stole your story, Liz.

Whatever.
I don't have a story.

Exactly. We don't own
our stories anymore.

The author is dead.

Sorry again.
Got replacement parts on the way.

Bob, I got another call
about defective ballcocks.

Have you talked to the factory?

I gave 'em hell
all morning.

Defective ballcocks?
You're the expert, Ernie.

Oh, boy.
Here comes the boom.

Yeah, your ballcocks
don't work.

That's why you're off the road
and on the order desk.

Beautiful Jeff
is trolling you, Ernie.

That's what people
do these days. They troll.

You need to troll him back.

Saw Mooch ordered
a couple threaders.

Yeah. So?

We have them in stock here,
so my advice...

Tell him you'll drop them off
yourself today.

Save him the shipping price.

He'll remember
you saved him 50 bucks,

and he'll come find you
for the next sale.

Right.

Okay. Thanks, Ernie.

And, uh...

enjoy the phones, man.

You're gonna die
at that desk.

You, too, Speedy.

Speedy?

Oh, boy.

Poor Speedy.

Liz, your move

Jeremy.

Hey!

Take her out.

Come on.

I can't. I can't.

She's just a pawn.

You're a bishop.

She should be the queen!

I think I'm having
a heart attack.

I just want to run out the door
and just go running

for hundreds and hundreds
of miles.

I don't think
that's a heart attack.

Have a seat. Alright.

Okay. You're okay.

Liz...

you're manager.

Jeremy...

bar.

Oh, thank God.

- And checkmate.
- Oh!

So, what kind of fish
do you get?

Mm, off the jetty...
Rockfish, amberjack, halibut.

Nice. Very "Island of
the Blue Dolphins."

Yeah, when society collapses,
I'll be able to feed myself.

Yes, you and your army
of violent scavengers.

Society not going to collapse.

You still have to go to college.

Hi.

I was just driving by, and I saw
the old Dudley & Son sign,

and, uh... I don't know,
something told me to stop by.

And then I saw you in here
dressed like

you're on your way
to Monte Carlo.

No, no.

I'm, uh, just hanging out
in Donuts.

Wanna have a cup of coffee?

Higher Steaks. Hmm, hmm.
It's new.

I used to work at Shamroxx,
so this is a step up, sort of.

Shamroxx?

Mm.
Well, you look great.

Though your skin looks
a little dry.

Are you drinking
enough water?

Uh, no. Probably not.

Yesterday was nuts.

I know.
Thanks for helping out.

I w... I was thinking about
you and your brother.

Your dad was
such a nice guy.

I read about
what happened to him.

It... it sounds like
you've had a hell of a year.

Yeah, I guess so.

This may sound weird, but...

I'd love it if you guys
could come over

and... and let me
cook dinner for you.

Okay.

Some lodges are nicer
than others,

but they all have their quirks.

I usually get to explore
whatever city I'm in.

Do you have
a favorite city?

I'd say Turin.

Something happened
while I was there.

Or I should say
nothing happened.

It was autumn time,

and I was walking on me own
in Piazza San Carlo,

and suddenly, there was
something strange and menacing

about
the late afternoon light.

And I just stood there,

paralyzed,

like a statue staring at
my own shadow for eternity.

But it was only a moment,

and then it all
went dark after that.

Checked myself
into a psychiatric ward

for a couple of weeks.

I've never
told anyone this.

Well...

Turin sounds great.

I saw doctors, but it was
the lodge that got me back.

I read about
Harwood Fritz Merrill.

He had similar episodes.

Also developed
a seizure condition.

He devised his own
alchemical remedies,

like the Orbiscope.

See, I love Turin 'cause it's
the first point on a new map,

my own map.

And from there, I found my way
to a different, better place.

I started having seizures
a few years ago.

What?

Oh, Connie, darling.

The diagnosis, uh...

isn't, uh... good.

I didn't run away
from Long Beach

because of my shit show
of a personal life,

though that's part of it.

I was running away from...

You can say it.

I'm scared...

to die.

It's as stupid
and simple as that.

I'm scared that my life

will end without a chance
to actually see it

or... understand it.

I see myself
on a night in Chicago,

like, 30 years ago.

It was after deadline,

and the office had
cleared out to the bar,

but I stuck around
that night.

I turned in a big feature
and felt like celebrating alone,

so I poured myself
a little something

and I went to the window.

It was snowing outside,
and...

and... and now, from far away,

I can see that young woman
at the window,

triumphant, in love with
the night and the falling snow,

and she's like this stranger
I'll never meet.

But if I could...

If I could...

If I could
open a door somewhere

and find her...

I wouldn't be afraid
anymore.

Aw, man, wow

This... now this, this is art.

- This is great.
- Mm.

Yeah.
I love the ponies.

I hit a trifecta last week
at El Rayo.

Oh, nice!
The sport of kings!

The track is just one of
my revenue streams.

Oh.

Toast to
Dudley & Son & Daughter.

May you vanquish
all your enemies

and ride again
on the winds of commerce.

I don't know
what the hell I'm saying!

- No, it's perfect.
- Thank you.

Whoo!

Mm.

- Mmm.
- Mmm!

Mmm.

I'm really impressed with your
entrepreneurial spirit.

Getting out there,
knocking on doors.

Yeah, yeah, well, you know,
I gave it a shot,

and, uh, now I'm just tryin'
to take a break.

You know, tryin' to...
Tryin' to figure out, uh,

scalability or... right?
Is that... whatever.

Um, yeah, it's tough
with my leg, too, so...

There's nothing more important
than health.

And the fastest way to heal
is to stay fydrated.

Yeah.
You mean "hydrated."

No, I mean "fydrated."

- Oh.
- And staying fydrated

keeps your pores nice
and healthy... FYI.

Fydro combines
the elemental power

of fire and water.

It's a metaphysical
fydration system

fully optimized with minerals,
auras, and antioxidants.

Try it.

Tastes like water.

It transcends water.

It's the essence of fydration.

Well, thank you.

How'd you like
to take some home with you?

- Oh...
- Uh, sure.

Great!

Do you want the store price
or the insider Mega Deal?

Way more value with
the Mega Deal.

3 cases for 200 bucks.

I'll be right back.

Wait, I...

Oh, my God.

This whole thing
was a sales pitch, Dud.

- It's a pyramid scheme.
- Wow, yeah, you know what?

I think somethin's
kinda off with this lady,

and I can always tell,

so I think we should
probably just go.

Yeah. Whoa.

Whew!

Oh, hey, Lenore,
uh, you know,

somethin' just came up,
and we gotta go.

Oh. Okay.

I'll load these into
your car.

No! No. We... we appreciate
the offer for the Mega Deal.

- Mm-hmm.
- It's just... it's not for us.

- Mnh-mnh.
- Yeah.

I knew it.

No good deed goes
unpunished.

I save your life,

I invite you into my home,

and all you do is
insult me!

Okay, whoa! You
didn't save my life, alright?

The guy wasn't trying
to kill me.

I mean... I mean, well,
he did try to murder me later,

but that was...
No, it's really out of line

using our dad
to sell us this crap.

Yeah.

Your dad?

Your dad would be so ashamed
of you two!

- Yeah?
- His... h-his son is

an unemployed drug addict.

- A drug addict?
- And his daughter...

Oh, he talked about you like
you were gonna be the queen!

But no!
Instead, you're a waitress

with bad skin,
working at a titty bar!

I do not have bad skin,
you crazy bitch!

Oh! Get...

out of my house!

- Oh!
- Oh, my... Oh!

Get the hell out of my house!
Get the hell out of my house!

- Aah! Jesus Christ!
- Jesus Christ! She's crazy!

Huh?

Larry.

Um, so, I just wanna
kinda make sure that everything

was still on track, because, um,
'cause I've been getting

a lot of calls from the hospital
about my bill.

What? No one does that
to my client.

N-no one.

I will destroy them,
if that's what you want.

No, no, no. No, no, no.
I don't want that. I just...

You said that you were gonna
take care of all the paperwork

and make sure
all my bills were paid.

- That's... that's it.
- Oh, yeah, Dud, don't worry about that.

No, I have, um, filed a motion
on your behalf

with the Superior Court.

And if they object, then I'll
subpoena the judge,

and we'll take it to
the grand jury.

G-great. Awesome.
That sounds like a plan.

- Thanks. Yeah.
- Wha... the office is calling.

- Okay.
- So...

- Take your time.
- Okay. Hello.

Hey, Dud, uh, do you think

there's anything off
with your lawyer?

You mean my law provider?

She asked me
about the True Lodge.

What the hell do I know about
the True Lodge?

Maybe she's just being thorough.

She asked me
to tell her the name

of the Sovereign Protector
of Lodge 1.

What does that matter to her?

Who is the Sovereign Protector
of Lodge 1?

I don't know.

It's only known by certain
people on certain floors.

My point is, none of that
has anything to do

with your shark attack.

Uh...

Well, sorry I'm late
for my... torture session.

I got lost again
on the way down here.

I swear, some of the corridors
upstairs make no sense.

That's by design.

One of Merrill's techniques.

He thought it was good
to feel lost.

Hmm.

Have you had
a chance to read his monograph

on architectural
disorientation?

Clara? Are you in here?

No, just me.

No, don't!

What the hell?

Suppose, Connie,

it's time to bring you
into the True Lodge.

You were speedy in name,

but not in fact...

The cheapest of ironies.

Trees are just hairs

on the scalp of the Earth,

and we are lice
crawling through them.

You were the slowest louse,

which was fast enough
to make you a man.

Godspeed, Speedy.

That was, uh...

really nice, Bob.

I don't know if it scans,

but I-I wanted to
lean into the emotion.

Speedy, I'm sorry.

I said he was gonna die
in that chair, and he did.

I said the same thing to Ernie.
I take it back.

It's not your fault, Jeff.
You can't cause it by saying it.

Nobody has that kinda power.

You just foresaw
he inevitable.

Hey. Hey!

Please stop toying
with me.

What?

Avery thought it would be
so easy, just feed you a story

and... and then keep finessing
things until I got

all the information I wanted.
But you...

I mean, you had me figured out
from the beginning, didn't you?

Uh, wait. Sorry.
You know Avery?

Okay, just...

You're trying to complete
the Magnum Opus?

N-no, no, no.
The Magnum Opus is a fairy tale.

There is no magical formula
to create gold.

But the scrolls are
still valuable.

Let me... okay,
let me ask you this.

What do you know
about Bitcoin?

Or... or cryptocurrency
in general?

Nothing.

Okay, so it's basically
a made-up currency.

Mm-hmm, right, but isn't
all currency made up?

I mean, like, if people believe
lemons are money,

- then lemons are money.
- Exactly. Right?

So, okay, I don't want to get
too in the weeds on this...

- Mm.
- But Bitcoin, it's... it's...

It's like modern alchemy, right?

You solve a riddle,
and you create gold.

So Avery and I work for
these people who believe

that the original algorithm
for Bitcoin

is based on the scrolls
of Harwood Fritz Merrill.

And, I mean, the True Lodge
set it all in motion,

but we never knew how
or when or where

until I saw the news report
about the mummy,

and I caught a glimpse of this,

which, you know, we know to be
an emblem of the True Lodge.

So I contacted Avery.

He showed up here
and he pieced it all together.

Where is Avery?

Antarctica, but that's not
important now.

Look, this all goes back to
Wallace Smith and Jackie Loomis.

They brought the scrolls here
to Long Beach, right?

They... they somehow
got in touch

with the engineers at Orbis
and the Parabola Group...

and... and
the rest is kind of hazy,

but what's important is that
whoever has the scrolls

can unlock Bitcoin
and make millions.

Wow. Wow!

So it is a formula
for making gold.

That's what it is.
It's a formula for ma...

Not magic gold. I get that.

But, uh...

Wait.
So what about Smith's diary?

Oh, um... oh, yeah.

You can... you can
give this back to Blaise.

Oh.
That is, um...

Ooh.
That was a dead end.

But what we need to know now
is where to go in Mexico.

Dud, if you can help us,

we will make you very rich.

Yeah.

I mean...

I was really counting on
that shark money,

you know what I mean?

And ya kind of screwed me
on... on that.

I'm sorry. I am sorry.
That was a scam.

But this...
No, this...

This is legit.

I mean, the kind of money
that I am talking about,

I mean, it could...

it could
solve a lot of problems.

Yeah.

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crystal clea

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Look no further.

Visit our store and stock up on
everything you need to keep...

Tonight, we read
from the Book of the Dead,

where we honor those Lynx
who have departed our lodge

and now dwell among the stars.

I'll, uh, read
the first 300 names,

and then we'll take turns.

I would like to start
with my father, Mitch Miller,

who attained the rank
of Solemn Knight

and who helped lead the lodge to
10 muni-league softball titles.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Go forth in light, Mitch Miller.

- Go forth in light.
- Go forth in light.

Moving on... Abigail Walters,

who attained the rank
of Luminous Knight.

Did ya come to apologize?

No.
What is wrong with you?

You should be apologizing.

I have a temper.

I didn't want the night
to go that way, I swear.

That's not an apology.
I don't do apologies.

I don't care.

I just wanna know
what else my dad said about me.

He said a lot of things.

How well did you know him?

We were friends for
a long time,

and then, obviously,
we became lovers.

God, you're clueless.

Come in.
You look defydrated.

Uh...

Um... uh...

- Right there.
- Yep. Yeah, yep.

Uh, Eddie...

Oh, I-I-I-I can't. I can't...
I can't take it anymore.

I know that this
is a beautiful tradition,

but right now, this is not helping
anything, okay?

We're all feelin' down for
different reasons.

Okay, and I don't wanna point
anyone out.

I don't wanna
single somebody out.

But maybe... I don't know,
maybe it's because we're sad

because we got laid off
at our job at Orbis.

Or maybe because, you know,
we got evicted

and we had to move
into the back of our pot shop.

Or maybe it's because we have

a... an insane $3,000 bar tab,
you know?

Or maybe it's because our
Caddy's in the shop, you know,

and our... our girlfriend left
the country.

Or maybe because our wife
had an affair,

- and she left the country...
- Dud, really not the time.

Which brings us to the lodge.

We kept the doors open,

but hasn't been the same.

Nothin's been the same
since Larry died,

and we're all still dealin'
with that.

Mm-hmm.

I know...
I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking, "Dud,
everything you're sayin' here

"is 100% true,

but there's nothin'
we can do about it."

Mnh-mnh.

Well, you're wrong,

because there is.

Now, listen.

You're just gonna have to
take my word on this,

but, basically,
I am a major player

in a vast
international conspiracy.

It involves Bitcoin
and the scrolls.

- What?
- Now... yeah, and... and, okay.

And the scrolls
are somewhere in Mexico.

Don't know where,
but we gotta go get 'em, okay,

because they're worth millions.

And the great thing is,
is that we can all share it.

We need to do this
for the lodge.

It's our destiny!

And I know that because Larry
told me, and... and...

And not to... freak anyone out here,
but this place is haunted.

It's haunted, and... and...
And I know that

because, the other night,
Larry and...

Larry's ghost came to me
in the bar and he told me.

He said, "Dud, gotta go down
to Mexico,

and you gotta get
the holy grail," okay?

Larry's ghost wants us to go
to Mexico. So who's in?

Okay.

- Holy shit!
- Whoa!

Oh, hey!

Um...

Larry wasn't actually in there
pounding beers.

It was a ghost!

Blaise, tell him.

I might've suggested
the possibility of a visitation,

but that doesn't
necessarily mean that

Larry manifested
in the material plane.

It's... you know,
it's kind of a gray area.

What was that?

It's Scott.
He's in the Sanctum.

What's going on?

Who the hell are you?!

It's El Confidente.

I came up through the tunnel
in the trailer.

Wait, we've got a tunnel?

You owe me a drink, Ernesto.

You must be Dud.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

I've been dreamin'
about you.

Let's get a drink.

- Okay!
- Man, come on!

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