Look, you've got a lot of choices to make,
and I could help you with those.
I got some for you. Careful with my moms.
I do like making money.
Let's start by giving me a better channel.
It doesn't really matter where your house is located,
if nobody will come visit.
What? You callin' me old?
You are old. No disrespect.
Talkin' about winnin' ain't enough?
The hell you mean, winnin' ain't enough?
It's La La Land. All I'm saying is,
you have to learn to be a showman, Charles.
Joe, I'm willing to give you 75 cents on the dollar,
buy my company back.
I got a plan.
How would you like to own a piece of a network
- worth a half a billion dollars? - I'm in.
Ah, nothin' like McCarthy Quad in the springtime.
Yeah, well, if the man's gonna put me on house arrest,
might as well be here, right?
Why do I gotta pretend to study for three years
while b-ballers get to go one-and-done?
That's because the NFL doesn't want you playing in the league at this age.
So the NCAA's under the big thumb of the NFL?
More like kissin' cousins. There's no way to avoid it.
So I guess we gotta rig it in our favor.
Now you're startin' to think.
Is it gonna be like Butch and Sundance, Bonnie and Clyde?
- More like The Sting. - Huh. I never seen it.
Earth to Joe. Anybody home?
Hey. Sorry.
I just had the weirdest dream last night.
Did you dream you were being chased
by giant mini-horses again?
Please, tell me all about it.
No. I dreamt that our business cratered.
Yeah.
Hit dead center by this massive intergalactic meteor
- made of space trash. - That wasn't a dream.
And the meteor was a wrecking ball named Lance.
But that got me combing through our remaining roster
looking for some inspiration,
and I came across these hood rats.
Illegal Civ?
They're actually kind of charming.
Until that dude that looks like a chick pukes on the cop's shoes.
Charming's not usually a word associated with them.
More like... an acquired taste.
Like wine.
Necessity breeds invention, my young friend.
- Joe! - That's why I came in here.
- Reggie's on his way. - Reggie!
Hey!
My man. Good to see you.
I was just thinking about you.
Uh-oh. See, we play this game sometimes:
Guess What Face Reggie's Making.
Let me guess. You're in intense pain.
Sizzle and Vern are fuckin' pissed off.
They got 10 mil sunk in this shitbox,
and they blaming me because I told 'em
it was a good idea to bet on yo' ass.
And I thank you for the vote of confidence.
Man, fuck you.
They sent me here to get shit straightened out--
run the numbers, if you know what I mean.
You're a little skinny to be an enforcer.
Uh-oh.
Oh! Ha!
Affirmative action is alive and well here.
- White girl comedy. - Yeah.
She should be on Def Jam.
- Not funny. - Ohh...
Sizzle says if he loses capital,
he's breakin' fingers, then legs.
So why don't you tell me what the fuck is going on around here?
Everything's under control here.
Doesn't look like it.
Looks like you ain't slept in weeks.
Actually, I got something big.
You're gonna like this.
Since you're an expert on all things urban,
feast those pretty brown eyes
on these idiots.
Odd Future's ratty half-brothers?
I'm telling you, these guys have something.
I've been around superstars enough to know
what the "it" factor looks and smells like.
They're raw. They have an authenticity.
And they have a merry band of expanding followers
all between the ages of shitting in their pants and studying for midterms.
- I like it. - I like it too.
Jesse, where do we find the future?
You ready for this?
Ready for what?
Another meet-and-greet with a bunch of dudes wearing windbreakers?
OK, that's good. Keep your expectations low,
you'll never be disappointed.
I wish that were the case. They still disappoint.
Whatever it is we're about to walk into doesn't really matter to me.
As long as the money's there, I'll make it work.
Quinc-y Craw-ford!
Wow. Even by my standards, this is big, Coach.
We're SC. It comes naturally.
Coach Davis.
Damn glad to meet you, Quincy.
Nice to meet you too, Coach.
Shit, we got more. Take a look up in the sky.
Always wanted to ride one of them bad boys.
Give me three years, I'll teach you how to fly 'em yourself.
Say hello to two-time Outland Trophy winner Jono Harvey.
- He's gonna show you around. - Yo, man.
I'll see you guys around. Coach, shall we?
Yeah.
So, Mr. Money Manager's playing the long game.
The game I'm in now is much bigger than just repping players.
Besides, I'll never compromise you like that.
So, Q's family?
Yeah. His mom and I are dating-ish,
Well, tell Mom she produced a hell of an offspring.
I will tell her a legend loves her work.
Now just lay it on me. Why the house call?
I want the Trojan's TV rights.
That conference deal was a bust,
and I want to build you guys your own TV network.
You're not the first to approach us.
But I am the only one chaperoning Q.
Why not walk your ass over and hit the higher-ups? Go direct?
Because you won four Rose Bowls and I went to Miami.
I thought you said you weren't gonna compromise me.
I'm not gonna compromise you--
I'm gonna compromise them.
Damn, son, look at you.
Didn't expect to land in Cali and see you in mid-season form.
- Shit. - Dr. Larson's right on point.
With all these supplements, I'm starting to feel
the bounce coming back, baby.
It's helping your personality, too.
You're a much more pleasant person.
Shut the fuck up, man. Fix my vitamins.
I thought you was done with the game.
I mean, retirement was the best decision you made.
Dennis, for most people, when you leave a gang of messages for somebody
askin' to visit and they don't respond,
that means "Stay your ass in Miami."
Yeah, but most people who don't respond
didn't come to the world via my motherfuckin' nutsack.
Oh! Come on, we don't need the image of your sweaty old,
saggy-ass ball-sack, Dennis.
- You forgot to say "big," baby. - All right.
You might not want to put the shark cartilage with the calcium.
That shit'll give you IBS.
That's the least of his problems if he gonna keep playin'
till he turn into a bumper sticker.
I never claimed to be the smartest, Dennis, just the most committed.
Did you do that down-low detective work,
see if Charles still stays at the same spot?
Of course he does. Nobody's leaving
with all those hot-ass MILFs roaming around.
Why you gotta be all chauvinistic?
You act like it's an infestation of zombies.
'Cause it is-- just beautiful ones.
You got a point. Maybe I'll come.
Nobody needs to see you or your gray-ass balls, man.
Fuck both of y'all.
End around! End around!
Practice field is state-of-the-art,
we got the best turf money can buy.
As you know, we play all of our games on natural grass--
way easier on the knees.
Yeah, I've seen your work. You got good hands.
- And better feet. - Thanks, bud.
I heard you were quite the student of the game.
Look at this. Isn't it awesome?
Makes my dick so hard nearly tears a hole right through my pants. Ha!
Q likes to focus on flexibility.
We have the Iron Man gravity machine for that.
Then we hop in the Himalayan Salt Sauna--
sweats out all your toxins.
Just like in Tibet.
Geography thing, big man.
We got the best grub, too.
There's this pizza place that they serve late-night,
and if you wear your hoodie,
they even let players eat for free.
In my world, you wear a hoodie late-night
you get shot or choked out.
Hey, how are the classes?
Thankfully, I wouldn't know.
We have 24-hour access to tutors,
they pretty much cover everything.
Papers, presentations, shit like that.
Not quite the answer I was looking for,
but it's all right.
We'll catch up with you later.
Could you hurry up and decide already?
We've been here for 15 minutes.
So many choices.
Do I want sweet or do I want tart?
It's fucking juice.
Just get what won't make you throw up.
That's disgusting.
If I wanted a baby I'd have a baby.
I wanted a boyfriend.
Hey, Charles, how ya doin'?
I can hear that smile comin' through the cell tower.
Yeah, only for you.
Word on the street is that you're in town.
For a little guy, Glazer's got a big mouth.
I didn't say nothin' about Jay.
But listen up. I'm hosting
a pre-free agents' dinner at Nice Guy tonight.
Always one up on the competition.
A nice guy at the Nice Guy sounds like a nice time.
- Am I invited? - Of course! That's why I'm callin'.
That, and why don't you bring Kisan by as well?
I'd appreciate that, too.
Oh, I get it. So I'm really Kisan's plus-one.
You know what I would appreciate?
If you would reconsider your stance on Ricky.
Ugh. Him again? Come on, man.
Remember, he helped the Pats win a ring.
And don't you forget, they lost without him.
Well, he's also bipolar. You left that part out.
If you get caught up in all these personality profiles,
you're never gonna be able to field a team.
I'm gonna call Kisan for you.
Just know that he's got a very heavy social calendar.
So what's up with the deal? I'm bored out of my mind.
They're gonna get back to us by the end of the day.
- You tell 'em no deal, no Q? - In so many words.
I'm not worried about it. It's a great all-around deal.
You shouldn't be worried about it either. It's gonna be good.
For who? Who's gettin' paid and who's gettin' played?
I didn't sign up for three years of my life
someplace I don't want to be for less than a significant piece.
- What's my end? - Ten percent.
Payable when?
In five, when we sell the whole thing.
Your piece is gonna be worth somewhere between 50 and 100.
I'll be worth 50 to 100 by then anyway.
Who's sacrificing for me besides my mom?
What are you sacrificing?
Agents, boosters, financial managers--
they been knockin' on my door since pee wee ball.
- You know what I told them leeches? - What?
"Open a paper bag, fill it with Benjies, we can have meet."
I get it. I did the same thing.
- So you know what's up. - I do.
They got their 15 minutes, and we got our 10 G's.
Your mom knows?
I don't care how many guys they send to the league.
And to be honest, believe it or not,
I'd actually like an education for three years.
But most of all, I wanna get paid.
Up front.
That's for real.
All right, well, here we go.
Hey, Coach, I'm here with Quincy.
He's talkin' about how much he loves the place.
Great to hear. Hope it stays that way,
'cause I just got off with the Board of Regents.
- What'd they say? - It's a no-go.
Did you say it's a "no" or it's a "go"?
No, no, no.
I deliver the biggest piece of talent in the last 20 years
and a big money offer for the rights--
what the fuck are they saying no to?
To you.
What the fuck does that even mean?
They said you'd know what that means.
Who's "they"?
It's hard to tell sometimes 'cause there's so many of 'em,
but in this case you can go see Rodney Peete
at the Grand Building.
Rodney Peete?
Yeah, you know him?
Yeah, I know him all too well.
"Heroines of Cinema Series."
Yeah, they don't get the love they deserve.
- Alabama Worley, that's a bad bitch. - Excuse you?
That's about a woman right there.
- My bad. - We're screening films
all with strong female central characters
in contemporary cinema,
and discussing the way that men view them.
Kind of a series to create some gender discourse
and get to the bottom of male insecurity.
I'm all about gender discourse.
You're Q.
How you know me?
'Cause I'm the one who put together
that highlight reel for your welcome party.
- I'm Emma. - That was dope,
minus the close-up of that LB from Bosco
puttin' the hurt on me.
You got rocked.
But you didn't go down.
So, uh...
you're really into this film thing, huh?
Yeah. Since forever.
And I'm a football fan.
You want to see something cool?
- Yeah, let's do it. - Let's go.
How long we gotta stay out here for?
- As long as it takes. - You don't gotta train for the rain.
It never rains in L.A.
Are you committed to this shit?
Yeah.
- Am I my brother's keeper? - Yes, I am.
- Say it louder! - Yes, I am!
Fuckin' right!
You got this. Get there. Get there.
Hell, yeah!
Come on, Rick, let's get out of the rain.
- Look, look, look, look. - Oh, shit.
Big C!
- What up? - What's happenin'.
What you doin' around these parts?
I live just across the way.
Nah. You do? For real?
- Did you know that? - Am I my brother's keeper?
If it wasn't for the beard, driving by,
I coulda sworn Antonio Brown was snatching a pill from Big Ben.
I'm workin' my ass off too.
Had to find my flow again.
It wasn't easy, but I'm back now. Let's go!
I don't think I've ever seen you get that low on your breaks.
My doc got me on this new vitamin program.
Like legit fountain of youth.
Gave a brother a extra inch.
Listen, man, the organization hasn't forgotten about you.
But just tossin' back and forth our real off-season needs,
and if the slot wins out, you could still be our guy.
Yeah.
What you doin' later? Wanna grab a drink?
I would, but I gotta go meet up with Mr. Kroenke.
Right. Aight, yeah. No doubt.
Keep up the good work.
- Get up out the rain. - All right, dude.
Hold this.
Chuck. Chuck.
I know I messed up any last chance I had with that workout,
and I'm pretty sure you and everybody else
in that Rams facility probably moved on,
but if there's anything I can do for another opportunity,
I'll do that shit.
I'm serious about suiting up for you this season.
I'm ready to give my life on that field, man.
I just want to play ball again, Chuck. This is me talkin'.
All right.
I'll keep that in mind.
Remember, they can smell that corporate shit a mile away.
Wearing a suit doesn't make me corporate.
It ain't the suit.
It's that cheesy look on your face
mixed with that smell of desperation.
It's not desperation, OK?
That's Tom Ford. I spent a shitload on it.
Just sayin', they know.
Yo, yo, yo, what up?
My name's Joe Krutel,
this is my associate Reggie Morris,
we're the new owners of Sports X.
What the hell is Sports X?
I thought the dude that played for the Dolphins owned Sports X.
I thought you guys didn't know what Sports X was.
Yeah, let's all have a laugh on the white guy's expense.
- Very funny. - Ha ha ha.
Mr. Strasmore does own the company,
and this square cue-ball dude over here is the other owner.
- Wait, who are you? - Yeah, who are you?
I'm the executive and the head of the financial group.
And from the real hood, not this bougie shit.
So you might want to show a brother some courtesy and respect.
Look, the only reason we're still on the roster
is 'cause we haven't felt like calling to say we're not on the roster.
Plus, that shit Lance had us doing was corny as hell,
and you smell too much like Lance
to think anything would be different.
- I'm the guy who fired Lance. - Respect.
You have anything to say that isn't corporate
cookie-cutter management bullshit?
Lets get something straight, friend.
Nothin' I do, we do, is cookie-cutter.
I eat motherfuckin' cookies. I don't bake 'em.
He's the motherfuckin' Cookie Monster.
That's right.
And everything we do with ASM
and now Sports X is straight-up nasty.
We handle some of the biggest, baddest mofos on the planet.
They make bank, and they keep it real.
And now we're taking that philosophy
and applying it to action sports.
And guess who gets to benefit?
- You guys! - OK, OK.
We'll listen,
but I think we hear a whole lot better
with food in our stomachs.
- Do you know Roscoe's? - Roscoe's is my joint.
- So you do know where it is. - Yeah, Manchester and Main.
How about you two go get us three
some food for dinner tonight?
- Yeah. Done. - Cool.
See you soon.
- He just try to pull the Roscoe card? - Yeah!
I felt like he's trying to revoke my black card.
You blew the over-and-under. I had you arriving a minute earlier.
Save the jokes and quips. It's bad enough you screwed my brother,
now you're trying to screw me?
Nobody's trying to screw you, Spencer.
Lose the paranoia. I knew this was
the only way you'd come see me.
OK, great. Well, here I am.
Now let's cut the bullshit.
What are they gonna cost me?
We need to discuss something first.
If we're not discussing rights,
we're not discussing anything.
You sure? No interest in historical accuracy?
Well, it sounds like you're about to rewrite it.
I been around this program a long time.
I came back here after I was done playin',
I know where all the bodies are buried,
and let me tell you something--
nobody here ever tried to screw your family, Spencer.
The goddamn lies, they never stop!
- Your brother had problems. - The problem was
you replaced him when he blew out his shoulder
winning you guys a goddamn Rose Bowl!
Yeah, and I felt bad about that.
I didn't expect to take over
until he was done playing.
That was always the plan!
- That was bullshit. - It's the truth.
You know what else? It was losing
that year of eligibility that really fucked him.
The NCAA ruled against him!
We, they, everybody else wanted him back!
- How you know that? - I did a little research.
Maybe out of guilt, but I found out
that the school backed William!
They tried to reinstate him!
But in the end, the NCAA won out.
They always do.
William couldn't handle it, started droppin' Vikes.
My brother was depressed. He wasn't an addict.
You got that backwards, too.
Dude ate pills like Gummy Bears.
OK, so what's the point?
My point is, the system screwed William,
not the university.
I need you to know that before we go any further.
The FBS, the NCAA, the CFP,
just a bunch of goddamn letters
hiding the kids who are putting in the real work,
who are sacrificing their bodies,
sacrificing their minds,
they're not getting paid a goddamn thing,
just for the right to call themselves a scholar-athlete.
The whole goddamn system is a scam!
I feel your pain, brother.
But your anger needs to be directed
at Indianapolis-- not here at SC.
I'm not taking no for an answer. I want the TV rights.
Otherwise you're gonna be watching Q play up in Eugene for the Ducks.
- Your call. - $200 million.
That's the market price for a ten-year deal with us these days.
Thank you for the conversation.
You go fuck yourself, and I hope you have a great flatscreen
to watch that shit.
Is hosting always this stressful, Vern?
I don't know. I usually let Reggie handle all the festivities.
You think the other players will show up?
Of course, man.
Don't sweat it. Everybody love you, Chuck.
Thanks, man. It's just this is the first thing that I hosted
besides them little barbecues me and Julie do at the crib.
- I'm gonna give you one bit of advice. - What's that?
- Make sure you pick up the tab. - Yeah, thanks.
J and Ricky are here. I told you people would come.
- Fellas. - The host with the most.
I'm gonna kill you.
Ricky. Twice in one day.
Where's Mr. Kroenke?
Hey, I'm sorry,
uh, you know, he probably--
It's all good, Charles. No need to apologize.
- I'm just here for the truffle fries. - And the pre-free agent dinner.
What the hell would I know about free agency, anyway?
- You are one? - That's right, I am!
Hey, Laurel and Hardy, shut the fuck up.
You don't have to jam me up and make me
feel uncomfortable at my own damn party.
- What's wrong with y'all? - What an asshole.
Get some truffle fries, Rick!
Relax.
You got some twisted business practices, J!
Don't worry, you'll get used to them.
I hope not, damnit.
I take care of my friends, all right?
Maybe you should try doing the same.
Why don't you go chat up Kisan.
What about Ricky?
We're here for the same thing.
Now. Now.
Jared, hey, I want to introduce you to my favorite person.
- All right. - Come here.
Ricky!
I just said Manchester and Main.
They were like, "Uh?! No!"
Fuck with me.
Ohh, god-fuckin'-damnit!
So this is what legitimate business is like.
Gotta take the good with the bad, Reg.
Ain't all champagne and caviar.
I don't do no fish eggs.
But I'm starting to feel like...
handling Vernon's laundry
is better than taking these punks around.
Oh, this just comes with the territory, man.
Rejection is a daily emotion for me.
Something I don't want to feel.
So what now?
We go and, what, put a hit out on 'em?
No. No.
We do what I did when I was pursuing my dead wife
and she said no.
Go back for more.
Man, hand me the hot sauce.
I forgot it.
Good times, baby.
I don't usually get out to these functions that often.
I'm home in bed by like 9:00, watching Raging Bull
or Harry Potter or something.
Did you say Harry Potter? No shit?!
- Yeah, man. - I seen all those movies.
- Really? - Swear to God.
We should get together and watch Harry Potter.
- Yeah, man, let's do it. - For real?
You got a magic wand?
Hey.
This franchise is the future of the league,
and Charles is just the guy to guide it.
That's nice of you to say, J. Things are coming together.
And the stadium's gonna be the eighth wonder of the world, believe me.
Congrats on that.
I can't lie to you, though,
I don't really give a shit about stadiums
and skyboxes and all that shit.
I'm a football player, not a real estate developer.
- I get it, I get it. - But congrats, though.
I was a ballplayer too, remember?
Just wanted to give you a feel for where we're going.
Right. I want to give you a feel, too.
I'm not feelin' that move to slot.
- Really? - At all, actually.
- Why not? - It's like I said,
I'm all about the game,
and the more I thought about it,
I started to realize
that I was born a running back,
I am a running back,
and Lord willing, I'm gonna die a running back.
- A great running back. - Damn right.
What about career longevity?
Never really planned on
playing longer than seven, eight seasons, maybe.
I'm taking a page out of Barry Sanders' book.
That's why he needs to get paid now.
Exactly, super agent.
So if y'all got a spot at back,
and you can afford me,
holla at J.
Him and Gurley-- shock and awe.
- It's perfect. - For real, no doubt.
- I'm out of here, all right? - All right.
My girl, she want bottle service.
And that shit, in L.A., ain't cheap.
Y'all think about that when y'all talkin' them numbers, a'ight?
- Play nice. I'm outta here. - K.T.!
- I'm done! - Chill.
Things have never been better. Take a look.
Yeah, yeah, real love connection with those two.
They were meant to be together. Just put Rick at the slot.
I can't afford to do that.
You've done great. Take a bow.
Don't fight it.
All right, fine, I'll take Ricky.
But it's on you to make Kisan understand this position thing
and make the money work, all right?
Consider it done.
Stop being so fucking calm about it!
Go look in your house! There's a note on your TV.
All it says is "Dear Clarence." I couldn't write anymore.
- What's a Drexl? - Sheriff, I gotta come clean!
I've been a call girl for exactly four days...
Close the door, dude.
- What the fuck? - Calm down, kid.
- Yo, Q! Q. - Shh! Shh!
- Shut up. Q. - Shit.
Sorry. It's a fuckin' movie, OK?
I'll be right back.
This is my favorite part.
You're fuckin' with my vibe.
What the fuck is your vibe?
Fuckin' movie night on campus?
Hey. You need to chill.
You're in the presence of greatness.
Steven Spielberg built these prestigious halls.
George Lucas, Ryan Coogler, Ron Howard,
they all went here.
And now Quincy Crawford will too.
Don't get too attached, cause I got bad news.
I couldn't make the deal.
Why not?
They wanted too much money.
You're right. That is bad news-- for you.
'Cause I'm comin' in hot. I want to go to SC.
So if I was you, I'd figure out a way to make the deal with them.
'Cause you and me already got one.