08x19 - Never Trick a Trickster

[bunniefuu]

I found this little sucker right there.

It's great for your ego to realize

that someone thinks what you have to say is worth hearing.

Paige!

Hello, Paige.

-I get the ranch. -But you hate it.

You've always hated it.

Gary, think about the children.

Paige, control yourself.

Your father's invited us to lunch.

Please don't embarrass him.

A lunch at a restaurant that you chose.

And you'll probably stick him with the bill.

[theme music]

He has a very good security system on his computer.

Oh, is this according to your research?

We've been trying to tap into this system for 18 months.

-We want you to do it for us. -Oh!

I don't believe you people, first, your sloppy research

leaves me wide open to detection.

And now you want to use me in a way for which

I am not even remotely qualified.

Memorize any nine-digit combination of numbers,

or any numbers and letters that you see

in the middle of the screen.

What if he has a fail-safe

detection system on his computer

that lets him know he's being tapped?

[Jean] Just bring us those numbers.

That's all you have to do.

The entire procedure should take less than 40 seconds.

[eerie woodwind music]

[butler] Mr. Sumner is not at home and is not expected on--

I know. I mean, I understand.

I just came by to pick up some papers that I left here

when I was doing some research yesterday.

-Oh, may I lend... -No, no, I know where they are.

[mouthing]

[intense music]

-Oh, Mr. Gibson. -Hi, Jason.

I left my math exercise book in here.

-[Ben] Oh, well... -Oh, here it is.

-Mr. Gibson? -Yeah?

This room is off-limits.

-Yeah, well, I was just... -For me.

Uh... yeah, well, I can understand that.

So if Greg, my stepfather, finds out I was in here alone...

I won't say anything.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Gibson.

Don't mention it.

[Mack] There's no milk.

We drowned our coffee in the last of it

at about 2:00 in the morning.

I can't believe Paige didn't come home last night.

I can't believe she didn't call.

Karen, what a beautiful garden you have.

Oh, thank you.

It's so like what happy couples have in the movies.

The old movies.

Can we put these in the breakfast nook?

Oh, I think they'd be very pretty

in the... nook.

[sighing]

I want to thank you for putting me up.

I-- I hadn't expected to stay.

[laughing]

But you two seem so dead set on waiting up for Paige.

Yeah, I'm gonna try one more call.

Oh, Mack, she'll turn up.

She came back from the dead.

She's not going to evaporate now.

[phone ringing]

[answering machine] This is Peter Hollister.

I'm not here right now, so please leave a message

at the tone.

[beeping]

[Mack] Yeah, Senator Hollister.

This is Mack McKenzie calling again.

Give me a call when you get a chance, will you?

[phone hanging up]

[both giggling]

[phone ringing]

[answering machine] This is Peter Hollister.

I'm not here right now, so please leave a message

at the tone.

[Greg] Imagine my delight with your presence, little brother.

Imagine it well and imagine it now.

[phone hanging up]

[Laura] Peter's got my vote.

For what?

State senator, or favorite brother-in-law?

As the most likely person

to have planted the bug in your office.

Come on, will you? Don't be ridiculous.

It had to be Peter.

He's practically got the run of the place.

And besides, he's also got the motive.

What does Peter want that he doesn't already have?

Everything that he doesn't already have.

Everything you have.

Besides, he's pretty chummy with Abby,

and I wouldn't be surprised if she put him up to it.

There are a million other people with better motives.

You bug me, you bug Wall Street, Fleet Street,

the boardrooms of the biggest defense contractors in America,

along with their bureaucratic allies in Washington.

Okay, who else?

Ben. Ben could have planted the bug.

Mr. True Blue? No, no, no, no.

He does not have the kind of access

to this place that Peter has.

Mm-mmm. Give me somebody else.

He already found the bug we put in his office.

What makes you think he's not going to find out

that we've got access to his computer?

Because the code is invisible?

Because he's so c*ck, he hasn't programmed

his machine to warn him when someone uses the same code.

He's not the only one who's c*ck.

Look, this code enables us

to monitor all Greg Sumner's business dealings.

All of them.

Maybe somebody ought to monitor us.

Why, Ben, I think you have an attitude problem.

[instrumental music]

So I should be ready to go into escrow very shortly, Mr. Silver.

I'll write up your offer this afternoon, Mrs. Ewing.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Not a bad view, huh?

Do you know where Greg sent Sylvia?

[seagulls squawking]

No, it's not a bad view, Abby.

As a matter of fact, it's terrific.

It's a good house, too.

No, I don't know where Greg sent Sylvia.

Huh.

-Terrific house. -Thank you.

-Who's it for? -Me.

Oh, you're giving up the ranch, huh?

No, not giving it up. Just leaving it.

I, um... I need some room to breathe.

I need space. Lots of it.

Lots and lots of space on both sides.

Ah. You expect a lot.

I expect you're gonna have an awful lot

of neighbors sooner or later.

Oh, not if, um...

a certain member of the, uh...

Human and Environmental Resources Committee,

a certain young and very influential

member uses his influence.

[laughing] A building moratorium on those lots?

I won't do that.

Don't you want to protect the... wildlife?

[laughing] I won't do that.

Well, then you won't be a senator, will you?

I mean, Peter Hollister, son of Paul Galveston is a senator.

And Peter Hollister, brother of Greg Sumner, is a senator.

But not Peter Hollister Nobody.

Yeah, but ma's not around

to corroborate your story, so it's just hearsay.

But the letter she gave her lawyer isn't hearsay.

You know, the letter where ma spelled it all out?

I have that letter.

Huh.

[pleasant music]

[Val] Ben, you're making it so difficult, you know?

I came over here because... I couldn't go on the meeting

today without talking to you first. I...

I hate what happened last night, and I--

Ben, could you at least stop what you're doing

and give me your attention?

Attention!

Former journalist Ben Gibson at your service, ma'am.

What would you like, ma'am? I can't hear you!

-Ben, stop it! -Sorry.

You know, I'm thinking of putting my piano over there

where that ficus ordinarius is. What do you think?

Ugh, I can't imagine what's making you act this way.

It can't be this job.

I mean, I'm-- I'm on edge, too. This whole TV movie thing has--

What're you talking about? You get to meet Deborah Kensington.

Honey, baby, sweetie, chicky, let's have lunch!

Ben, stop it! It's not like that. It's work.

It's changes and deadlines.

It's not sitting around some office doodling.

Is that what I do?

Sit around my office and doodle all day long?

[phone buzzing]

Wait a minute.

Gibson!

Now wait one.

Excuse me, dear. It's the head doodle on the phone.

Yes, sir!

Great, I got a P.R. man

with the telephone manners of a pregnant duck.

I'm very sorry. Is there any way I can help you, sir?

Why don't you waddle on over here? Now.

I'm on my way.

Got to run!

Ben?

At least, please... wish me luck.

[melodramatic music]

I found this little sucker right there.

It's kind of good for the ego to know that...

someone thinks whatever you have to say is worth hearing.

What are you going to do about it?

I'm going to try and be clever so I don't disappoint them.

And when I can't be clever, I'm going to be...

[whispering]...very quiet.

You!

-Yes, sir? -[Greg] Get in here.

Say hi to Mr. Gibson.

-Hi, Mr. Gibson. -Hi, Jason.

[Greg] Now, don't you have some explaining to do?

-About what? -About what?

-About what, sir? -What is this sir stuff?

What're you acting so guilty about?

What I want to know is...

what're you doing home from school so early?

Oh, that. We got off early. Teacher's conference.

Teacher's conference?

I'm going to have to use that excuse myself someday.

It's true.

Those are the best kind of excuses.

Don't say goodbye.

Well, do you want me to do anything about this?

If I thought you could find out who planted it, I'd ask you to.

I just wanted to let you know what was happening,

and that if they could bug here,

obviously they can bug anywhere, so that if you have something

you want to say to me that my worst enemy shouldn't hear,

I suggest you say it in an area that can't be bugged.

Or better yet, don't say it at all.

Sounds like what my mother used to say.

If you can't say something nice about somebody,

don't say it at all.

Was it your mother who said that?

Maybe she was bugged.

Lord knows she really bugged me.

Ben.

[tense music]

-My bug. -Oh.

Gracias.

[fax machine whirring]

[peaceful music]

[Karen] I wish I could wait with you,

but I gotta get to work.

I envy you, Karen.

Going to work. It sounds like fun.

[Mack chuckling]

And don't worry about Paige.

She's probably at the ocean, watching the sun come up.

It sets at our ocean.

Anyway, the sun came up hours ago.

I'll, uh, see you later.

-Oh-- -[Mack] Paige.

Hello, Paige.

Hello.

Oh, wait a minute. Uh... we'll leave you alone.

Uh, no, don't bother. I'm just grabbing my things.

-I'm just gonna get out. -Paige, wait a minute.

Wait a minute. Your mother's here.

Say hello. Give her a hug.

-You've made your point. -What point?

-You're not delighted to see me? -Of course I am.

Stop being so affected just because you have an audience.

-I had a good teacher. -Now you're being naughty.

Well, for some, affectation comes as easy as breath.

I should say touche, but I won't give you the satisfaction.

Mr. Wuss nearly went batty with you gone.

Did you ever think of him?

My cat.

Well, I had to feed him every day.

Well, cook must have been terribly inconvenienced.

Well, it was a big responsibility.

Too much for you to handle?

I gave him away.

You did what?

Don't worry. He's with very worthwhile people.

I travel a lot, Paige. A cat needs company.

I can't be responsible for a cat.

Or anything.

[door shuts closed]

[tense music]

I've got an investment suggestion.

The Rewrite Group bank shares.

Buy at 44 and a half.

As much as the portfolio can hold.

But did she say anything?

I mean, do you think that she really likes the script?

Val, we love the script.

Well, I know that, but I need to--

-Mocha Java. -Oh, thank you.

I only serve this to those whose scripts I love.

Deborah Kensington will love it, too.

It's just that it's my first time,

and scripts are so different from real writing.

No, I mean regular writing.

-I love the script. Oh! -Hello, Deborah.

Deborah Kensington, Valene Ewing.

How-- oh, here-- How do you do?

Oh, I feel like I've known you forever, Valene.

-Oh. -Val.

-Yes. -Forever.

My, what an incredible life you've had.

So wonderfully, uh, difficult.

And you've just written about it straight from the heart.

So few writers do these days, you know.

I knew you'd be right for it, Deborah.

Oh! Well, I'm honored to be in your script.

And I don't say that to just anyone, you know.

I mean-- I just can't wait to play you.

-Oh, Valene. Val. -Aw, thanks

In fact, I've made just a few little notes for you.

-Oh, good! -Just, uh, nothing major.

Just a few minor little quibbles, you know--

-We despise major quibbles. -Oh. [chuckling]

Just a little highlight. Well, I gotta go. Bye-bye.

Nice meeting you--

[running footsteps]

She seems a lot older in real life.

No?

What do you mean, no?

[typing sound]

Current price, $48 a share.

I asked for it when it was still $44!

Just exactly how slow are you?

You're heading for the scrap heap, pal,

if you can't do better than this.

What's the matter?

Aren't you going to the office today?

No, I-- I thought I'd take a cue from my

beloved and work at home today. What happened?

I just lost a couple of hundred thousand dollars,

because somebody else got to the Rewrite Group

bank shares before I did.

Well, you win a few, you lose a few, right?

Yeah, but I'm not supposed to lose the ones

where my company has done all the research.

[tense music]

Nobody else could have known

what I knew about these acquisitions.

Unless...

Maybe the-- maybe the bug was just a diversion, huh?

Maybe someone has hacked their way into the computer.

Yeah.

When it reaches 51, sell.

She...

She changed every line.

I'm not kidding. It's every single line.

Deborah really gets involved in the script.

She relates to her character.

You're lucky, Val. Some actresses wouldn't care.

Well, I wish that she didn't.

I mean, first she said how great it was, you know,

from the heart, and then she does this, she completely...

took the heart away.

You know, showbiz is like life, Val.

It isn't fair.

If you don't allow Deborah to do what she wants,

she'll throw a fit.

She'll stall production, and that's expensive.

Well, okay, fine, then we're just,

you know, we're gonna just have to get somebody else.

We'll just, you know, get somebody else.

Deborah Kensington has a contract with the network.

If she's out, so are you.

-So am I. -But she's not a writer.

You should just look at her changes here.

She doesn't even write good English.

People aren't gonna blame her for that.

They're gonna blame me.

They're gonna say, how could a writer worthy

of the name write like this?

I'll talk to her.

I bought your script because I love it.

I can handle Deborah.

I'll stand up for you. Trust me.

In the meantime, make the changes.

[Val] Okay.

No, no, no. I get the ranch.

But you hate it. You've always hated it.

-It's true. -Why are you doing this?

Gary, think about the children.

The ranch is the only real home

they've ever known, especially Brian.

You don't want to take it away from our kids, do you?

How much do you want for it?

Gary, I wouldn't sell my children's home.

Think about the horrendous time Olivia's been having.

She needs stability.

You know damn good and well they can both stay here

as long as they want. Hell, they can live here.

If they were mine by blood, I'd fight you for custody.

Maybe I will.

You really are a glutton for losing causes, aren't you?

-I'll give you two million five. -Three.

It's not worth that.

It is to you.

Isn't it?

[melodramatic music]

[typing sound]

Baltex purchase 72 percent Fleet Trans Hemisphere.

Let's see.

[typing sound]

Baltex purchase 81 percent Eastern Mining Group.

[chuckling] This is fun.

You know, a kid dreams of being a mogul,

so he can move big corporations around just by pressing buttons.

I can do that,

but now the fun is doing it for make-believe.

If the computer's been entered and they act on this nonsense,

we're gonna have some chilly folks walking around

in pickle barrels instead of clothes this winter.

Check who's decked out in the barrels this season

and we've got our culprits.

-Hello? -Petey, come on in.

-Hi, Laura. -Hi.

You sounded eager to see me.

Somebody bugged my sanctum sanctorum.

Are you worried by the attention, or flattered?

Flattered!

That's a very good perspective on all of this.

I'll have to remember in the future to be flattered.

Worried, no.

What's important is what's in here,

and nobody gets in there but me.

Are you accusing me...

No, bro.

I'm just putting you on alert, bringing you up to speed.

I'm telling you to be careful.

Baltex 72% Fleet Trans Hemisphere.

[Jean] Hello, Rudolph?

This is a good connection for Cape Town.

Yeah, that's right.

And I've got a very good connection for you.

How would you like to make a few million, fast?

Buy as much Trans Hemisphere

and Eastern Mining Group as you can.

I don't care if the local situation indicates sell.

[Karen] Cats.

-[Mack] What? -[Karen] Cats.

That's what I thought you said.

They haven't seen each other for two years.

All they talk about is cats.

No wonder Paige is so... the way she is.

Well, that's their style, you know,

stiff upper lip, east coast lockjaw, you know.

No, I don't know.

I mean, she thought Paige was dead,

but all they could talk about was their damn cat.

I mean, even not talking to each other would have been better.

For you. They see their way as dignified.

Maybe they didn't wanna talk in front of people, you know.

They'll have plenty of time to talk on the plane alone,

together, on their way back to New York.

Yeah, they'll probably sit across the aisle from eachother.

They-- they didn't even want to touch!

Touch? You want me to go in there and tell them to touch?

"Karen wants you two to touch more."

-Why are you defending them? -I'm not defending them.

-Yes, you are. I'm not at you. -Now you're mad at me.

I have feelings. They have feelings.

They're just more reserved than we are.

You are defending them.

This is crazy. You're crazy.

I've got feelings. They've got feelings.

And if defending them is saying that they have feelings,

then they have 'em.

Karen, this is like... this is...

They'll be going home soon,

so why don't we just shut up about this, dear?

[Anne] I always loved these.

I wondered what happened to them.

Your coy way of saying I took them?

When you disappeared.

My dead daughter absconds with my earrings.

I fished around in your earring box.

Oh, not her jewelry box.

She has an earring box, along with a ring box and a watch box.

So, I took one of your infinite sets of earrings,

and now they're your favorites, of course.

[sighing] Paige, control yourself.

Your father's invited us to lunch.

Please don't embarrass him.

A lunch at a restaurant that you chose.

And you'll probably stick him with the bill.

They were my favorite earrings, and she knew it.

Oh, I'm sure she collected twice what they were worth

from the insurance company.

As she did, no doubt, on my death.

If I collected on your death,

it's because you abandoned me, and I deserved it.

-You did deserve it. -I meant I deserved the money.

Paige, for my suffering.

[scoffing]

And where did you go on my death? To Cannes?

-Rio. -Ah.

[pleasant music]

What're you doing home?

Ah, it's just one of those days that requires lunching at home.

Well, where are mom and the kids?

I sent them out to-- to one of those awful junk food

places to get some non-nutritive calories.

Why don't you put an apron on?

Don't have time.

You want one?

-I'll split yours with you. -Done!

[melancholy music]

Thanks.

-Ben, I don't want-- -Look, I--

-What? -Oh, that's okay.

You-- You go ahead first.

I want to apologize.

Oh. [chuckling]

That's what I want to do.

You have nothing to apologize for.

No, I... Yes, I-- I do. I...

I just want you to know

that however important this movie is to me,

it's not as important to me as you are.

Those people and that whole world, it...

it's just not worth us.

I apologize. I have been out of it.

I have been walking around...

I thought it was me. I've been so wrapped up.

Don't think that.

Don't ever think that.

-One little thing, uh... -What?

There's a love scene in your script that I think

could use some work. I have some ideas.

And, you know...

[both giggling]

-Possibly... -What?

I'm gonna be really disappointed if somebody

doesn't take the bait.

How much longer are you gonna avoid the subject?

What subject?

I got the results of my amniocentesis back.

Baby's healthy.

Doctor asked me, um, do you want to know the sex now,

or do you want to be surprised when the baby's born?

I said, no, I want to be surprised now.

So she told me.

I'm gonna go down to my computer room and surprise myself.

Greg, you think your damn company is so important.

So do a lot of other people.

-Worth millions? -Billions.

-Hundreds of employees, right? -Thousands.

That's a lot of people, Greg.

How many of those people love you?

I mean, this baby's gonna love you. God knows why.

You don't deserve it, but kids are funny that way.

And you can stand there and tell me

that there are so many people in this world

who are so crazy about you

that you can afford to ignore this one?

Do you have to go back to work so soon?

Yeah, they may not miss me, but I can't take the chance.

I will miss you.

Count on that. [chuckling]

Do me a favor.

What?

Don't doubt yourself again.

Whatever happens...

however I act, it's not your fault.

Don't blame yourself.

You and the kids

are the only things I care about in my life.

I never realized what Paige was up against.

[sighing]

Go ahead. Say it.

I think that Paige should live with us.

After all the problems and the headaches and the mistrust?

I really feel sorry for her.

Grandfather wanted you to have this, for emergencies.

Oh, thank you.

Now, when we get back to New York, you can reopen

the Bloomingdale's account, the Saks account--

Oh, well, not at Tiffany's?

Paige, our flight leaves tomorrow afternoon,

so find something nice for Karen

and let's get on with the packing.

I'm not going with you.

-What? -I'm not going back with you.

Paige, if you run away again, I'm gonna have you cut off.

I mean it. No more money, no credit cards, and no nothing.

You can't live like Karen Mackenzie, honey.

And you're not one to live on your own.

Want an espresso?

[Paige scoffing]

[cicadas chirping]

Anne came out here to take Paige home with her,

but I don't think there's anything we can do about it.

All we can do is give Paige an alternative.

She's your daughter, too.

I don't think it's right to force Paige

to live with her mother if she doesn't want to.

Come on, Karen, I mean, after all that she's been through,

in this house, all the tension,

she wouldn't move back in here in a million years.

[sighing] I'm exhausted.

I've got to freshen up or die.

Well, I just brought mother home.

She is lost without her chauffeur.

Oh.

Listen, Karen and I agree

that if things become too difficult back home...

-Home? -With your mother.

You're always welcome here.

Oh, I'm not going home with my mother.

Well, can you imagine anyone having to live with her

who didn't absolutely have to?

I can't. I-- I never intended on going home,

and I haven't changed my mind.

[Peter] Putting in another long, hard day, huh?

Just doing my job, senator.

Oh, you may be interested to know that you are now in favor

of saving the last of the California condors,

as well as the cute little furry little badgers at Baskin Bay.

Think that'll sit well with your brother?

My brother and I are not in agreement on this one.

If condors and badgers interfere with his oil exploration,

Lord help the condors and badgers, cute or not.

And Lord help Peter for not going along with Brother Greg?

If he had his way, we'd be drilling off Santa Monica Pier.

So he's not persuaded by the conservationists

in your constituency?

The only constituency that interests him is himself.

But he's still pragmatic.

Yeah, he used to be pragmatic.

Now he's isolated, eccentric, paranoid.

Another Howard Hughes, huh?

Well, he's not as addicted to drugs as the old man,

but he's got enough paranoia to put Howard Hughes to shame.

Any examples?

His ranch is crawling with electronic sensors.

-Well, he's a rich man. -Almost never goes to work

in his corporate headquarters anymore.

I'd work at home if I could.

He's playing games with his computer.

Yeah?

He's convinced somebody's hacked into his computer,

so he's feeding it false information

to smoke out the culprit.

You have proof of this, huh?

Yeah, I saw him and Laura at it this morning.

They were like a couple of kids playing with a toy,

trying to trap some imaginary bad guys.

It was embarrassing. The way Greg's been acting,

it's a wonder the Defense Department

gives him any government contracts at all. Good night.

[dramatic music]

Sumner knows that his computer security's been breached.

-Knows? -Suspects.

[Jean] He just spooked.

He's suspicious enough to feed false information

into his computer. He's just waiting now to see

who it is that's gonna act on it.

-How do you know that? -Because I checked out

a couple of his recent transactions, and they're phony.

They exist nowhere except in Gregory Sumner's computer.

[Ben] Jean? Jean?

[phone hanging up] And ours.

Bingo.

Hmm.

I thought you said the ranch wasn't worth three million.

It's not, but it's worth that and more

to have you off the place.

Abby, why are you going to all this trouble?

You don't need the money.

Gary, if it wasn't for me,

you wouldn't have this money in the first place.

You'd have wasted your entire fortune.

I've made you more money than this.

I just hope little Miss Jill gets as much pleasure as you do

out of stomping around in the manure out here.

Well, when can we look forward to stomping in private?

Oh, I'll be out of here as soon as I find a place

that's suitable...

for the children.

Don. Hi, it's Abby Ewing.

I'm, uh, ready to open escrow on that house.

Right away.

-Listen. -Don't worry, I understand.

Wouldn't be good for your career if the voters knew

that I was living with you.

There are just too many people

looking over my shoulder right now.

What time's that reporter coming?

In about half an hour. Paige...

I said don't worry. I said I understand.

Just because we can't live together...

doesn't mean you can't come over for a visit.

It's too bad about that reporter.

Secondary smoke. I'm pregnant, remember?

What are you celebrating?

Someone took the bait.

Congratulations. Who was it?

A South African named Rudolf Bauer.

He's a shady investor.

He bought Transhemisphere.

He bought mineral and metal futures.

He even bought a small shipping company

based on decisions I made to look real.

Maybe it was just a coincidence.

All of his investments make sense only...

if he's got the information I put in my machine.

This guy is gonna lose millions.

Serves him right, huh?

There's more to the puzzle.

Our friend Rudy hangs around with some nasty people.

Mercenaries, arms dealers.

Rumors have it that he even finances a t*rror1st group.

Not a nice person, huh?

Not the kind of person we'd invite to dinner.

So what are you gonna do about it?

What can I do?

As soon as he finds out how much money he's lost...

he's gonna know that I know that they're inside my machine.

The next move is up to him.

[knocking at door]

Hi.

I wanted to thank you for moving so quickly

on those zoning ordinances.

I'm very impressed...

and very grateful.

[gentle orchestral music]

It's just that you don't have to worry about her staying here.

We'll be glad to look after her.

I'm not worried.

And you don't have to look after her.

I will.

You've been very kind, Karen.

But I'm moving to a hotel tonight.

A hotel?

You don't really think I could abandon my daughter, do you?

In the emotional state that she's in?

So full of anger?

In spite of what she might have told you,

in spite of what you might think,

I'm not that sort of mother.

If Paige is staying in Knots Landing, then so am I.

For as long as it takes to bring her around.

I checked out those purchases

Sumner was supposed to have made.

Transhemisphere and Eastern Mining Group.

-Make your point. -You were right.

He made them look attractive, and didn't touch them.

Anyone who invested in them lost a lot of money.

You messed up, Jean.

It was a good idea.

It failed because you messed up.

Where the hell do you get off?

No, no, no, wait a minute. You messed up. You did.

Because you couldn't resist making a fast buck.

He read your book, he saw you out there buying

what he was supposed to be buying.

You messed up because you got greedy.

And it had to be you, because nobody else

had that information.

-Save it. -Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Don't tell me you dragged others down with you.

I guess that figures. Everything you touch turns to mud.

Your MO is so blown out, I'm surprised the organization

even keeps you on.

Our job isn't finished.

Oh, really? You're going to open an investment firm

so that you can lose money legitimately now?

No. You have a new assignment.

Oh, I'm opening an investment firm.

Well, I guess they figure that I can't mess up

any more than you have.

Your assignment is to k*ll Greg Sumner.

[Ben laughing]

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