but never yet.
Incest and murder have so strangely met
of one so young and so rich in nature's store.
Who could not say,
'tis pity she's a whore?
[cheers and applause]
Come on.
[cheers and applause]
- [Meuse] Mr. Pollard. Come on. - [Riley] Pollard!
- Mr. Pollard! - Come on, teach.
- [Meuse] Let's go! - [Riley] Mr. Pollard!
- [Meuse] Come on! - [all cheering]
Okay.
[people shrieking]
- [all clamoring] - Great job, guys.
You really, really did so good.
Yeah. Very good.
The lights were very tight, you guys.
Really nice.
- [laughing] - Nailed it, Meuse.
- Nice job. - [Meuse chuckling]
Thanks, Mr. P.
I almost didn't need to use the cards this time.
Yeah, almost. Frank, great job with the cards.
Cloris, excellent as always.
Thank you. I did have one note.
Yeah, there's an old theater tradition,
no notes on opening night.
Riley.
- [Riley shrieks] - Oh, my God.
Riveting performance.
I am so glad you didn't quit the play.
What? That never almost happened.
Yeah, yeah. Okay, everybody.
- Great job. - [cheers and applause]
Okay, there is kettle corn and Sprite in the courtyard.
You guys got real Sprite?
[Henry] No, no. We've got...
store brand!
- Yes! - Yes.
- [all cheering] - [Meuse] Let's go!
Store brand! Yes!
[indistinct chatter]
[Evie] Hey, guys, guys, guys, they're coming.
[jazzy music playing]
Surprise!
[all cheering]
[Evie] Congratulations. You were so great.
Evie, what is this?
Well, it's opening night,
and I wanted to give you an opening night party.
Congratulations, um, author, author,
and here.
[Henry] I mean, this- this is great.
This is lovely.
Wait, do I have to work this?
[upbeat jazzy music plays]
♪ ♪
[smooth jazz music playing]
Well, cheers. That was the most incest
I've ever seen in a high school production.
You're welcome.
And the most murders.
Yeah.
Are you gonna miss all this, teaching?
- Uh, yeah. - [sighing] Yeah.
- Here and there. - Yeah.
Well, in a few months, you'll be overseas,
slipping on the famous gray jumpsuit
of Colonel Joffro Barlorian.
- [Henry] Joffro? - [Ron] Ha-hey, hey.
Henry, bravo.
- [Henry] Hey, Ron. - Great show.
- [Henry] Thank you. - Oh, my gosh.
- [Henry] Thanks. - It had everything.
I mean, action, romance--
They were brother and sister, so...
- Oh, they were? - Ron, I'm liking the suit.
Oh, thanks, man.
I got Bisno Studio business stacked end to end,
you know, affiliates luncheon, vendors luncheon,
other luncheon, so no more getting my hands dirty.
[chuckling] I'm above it all now.
This is what an owner looks like.
- Ah! [laughs] - Hey.
- [phone ringing] - Yeah, brother and sister, huh?
Hold on a second.
Gene Sliebs, world's greatest lawyer.
What? What?
What? How could that happen?
Joffro?
Short for Joffroton.
- Come on. - It's canon.
[Kyle] Man, an entire billion-dollar company
came and went in one month?
Well, at least you get your idea back.
No.
No, it's vanished into a spreadsheet
on the computer of some hedge fund lawyer.
It's gone forever.
Bummer.
Hey, did you hear that I killed my Lost Boyscallback?
Yeah, from you, but I thought
you said someone else got the part anyway.
Yep, Dean Jammers.
But they found an old tweet of his
where he said that James Bond should only be played by a man,
and the Internet spoke: canceled.
[laughs] Talk about karma.
Two more of the, uh, free real Sprites.
Coming right up.
I start Monday,
and my manager's coming to take the call and do the deal.
Hey, great play, huh? So romantic.
They were brother and sister.
What?
Oh...
Did you know that?
Yeah.
[Lucy] So you're trending for faceplanting?
Congratulations, right?
Yeah.
Real big numbers, lots of new followers too.
Sorry, I'm not totally clear on what you do or how it works.
Yeah, so I got my biggest numbers ever,
and now I just have to build on this new audience somehow.
So fall down more stairs?
Well, I'm gonna make more dance and affirmation content
while I'm trying to cross over somehow.
What is that?
This is my ticket out of here.
I have an audition at Hauteur.
Hauteur?
The extreme dining spot for celebs and finance bros?
Yeah. Morally not ideal,
but the extreme pricing would give me access
to things I can only dream about here:
sloth milk, vampire squid roe,
eagle.
This whole time, I have been skimming Ron's budget
for my audition piece.
$2,000 worth of saffron
threaded over a core of mentholated wasabi
in a pinecone reduction.
Floral earthiness to sinus devastation in three seconds.
[Ron] Thanks, Gene. I will look into it.
No, it's not your fault. Okay.
Lucy, can you get those out?
Sackson, circulate.
[sighs]
[FaceTime dialing]
[Constance] Hi, Ron.
Aw, honey, I'm sorry I can't
be there with you tonight.
Oh, no problem.
I just had to decompress, so here I am
back at the Meridian Campeche Ayahuasca Resort.
Right, so I'm calling because I spoke to my lawyer,
Gene Sliebs, about some late bills,
and it turns out our vendor invoices are not going to me,
but to a Gary Fiero.
Gary! My business manager.
Ah, he's a genius--
I think. I don't know anything about business, so--
Sure, but the thing is--
[Barnabus] It's time for your massage.
- Yes, yes, yes. - Constance, the thing is--
Go ahead. I'm listening.
Thing is, the bills should go to me.
- [Constance moaning] - Okay, and I was just wondering
if you knew what was up.
I'm sorry, Ron, but as I mentioned earlier,
I have no understanding of business.
I mean, you could maybe ask Gary Fiero.
But ask him what?
Ask him why the bills are going to him.
Wh-why the bills are going...
Barnabus, are you getting all this?
- [Barnabus] Yes, ma'am. - Barna--
[Constance moaning]
Ron, we'll get back to you.
Great, Constance.
Thank y--mm.
[spluttering] I'm-I'm trapped in a cartoon.
Sorry I missed the play.
Everyone's saying it was so romantic.
How's Escapade?
Proms Awayopened strong,
and now they've offered her Madame Unusual.
- [Henry] Hm. - It's like a lady
who's also a wizard.
- [Evie] Mm. - Now we get to see
ol' Ted in action.
Oh, so she signed with Ted Fine?
We both did. I'm meeting him
at the Red Lobster for a drink after I help Kyle here.
Lydia, just in time. Okay.
This is the call. They want me for Damian.
- Here we go. - [Lydia] Ooh.
Okay, jeez, I hope I still got it.
You got it, you got it, you got it.
This is Lydia.
Okay, Gregory Rhodes from business affairs,
for starters, you can shut your ham flap
and stick that boilerplate deal you're about to offer
up your sad anus.
[quietly] Come on!
You're not talking to...
[Riley] Mr. Pollard...
- [Henry] Hey. - ...this is so amazing.
Well, wait till you see the cake.
Oh, there's cake.
- [music stops] - [all murmuring]
[Mittman] Okay, everyone, party's over.
- [all grumbling] - Oh, shit, Mittman.
The principal?
I thought you said they were cool.
No, Principal Gordon's cool.
Vice Principal Mittman's
a hard-ass dickhead.
Come on, let's move it!
- Let's go. - Hey, Marty.
- Ah. - [Henry] Hey,
didn't see you there.
Yeah, that's 'cause I was home on my couch
with a Wild Turkey and Guns of Navarone
when I got a call about an alarm.
It's an opening night party. It's a surprise for Henry--
So you just decided to throw a party
on school grounds with no permits or...
I didn't know that--
You needed authorization
to serve alcohol on school grounds?
Well, yeah, now I can see that that-that--
And you also hired a catering company
to serve food on school grounds--
fucking food!
You're saying food is worse than the alcohol?
Clearly, you've never dealt with the Food Service Union.
- Oh. - [Lydia] Is that an offer
- or an ant's dick? - [Mittman] Mackenzie!
I can't tell, they're both so small.
[Mittman] Get your ass off that bench and move!
I'm going easy on you, Pollard...
- [phone ringing] - ...'cause this is
your first play and all, and you're probably
too clueless to know better, so you're welcome.
Yeah, hi, Mrs. Gordon.
No, it's-it's nothing. I'm taking care of it.
The worst.
- Are they all leaving? - [Kyle] Yes!
- You okay? - [Kyle] Yes!
I got it! I got it, baby!
- [Lydia] Whoo! - [Kyle] Yes!
- [Lydia laughing] - [Kyle] Oh, my gosh. Whoo! Yes!
[soft music plays]
[Evie] I'm so sorry.
I didn't know anything about food service unions.
I went to private school.
- [Riley] Mr. Pollard? - [Meuse] Hey, yo, Mr. P.
- Hey, guys. - Hi.
So we have an idea to kind of,
like, keep the party going.
Okay.
Wait, so you want to break back in?
[Henry] You know, just for, like, a afterparty thing.
I don't know, Meuse has the keys
to the weight room and alarm code.
I don't know. I--
[sighs] I can get in big trouble.
You heard what he said about the permits and stuff,
you know, and that's huge liability stuff.
And I just got the company back on track.
You know, I can't-- I'm sorry, I can't lose it now.
And he wasn't kidding
about the Food Service Union.
You know, they catch you on their turf,
they will fuck your shit up.
Yeah. No, it's just, you know, I just,
I don't know. I got this acting job.
Might be my last chance to hang out with the kids.
Henry, you got a gig? You got a gig?
Oh, my-- and you buried the lede.
Come on, what did you-- what did you get, actor boy?
Ah. Colonel Barlorian...
- What? - ...of Star Saga.
That's amazing. That's amazing.
- Yeah. - You got Colonel Barlorian?
- Yeah. - Colonel Barlorian is one of my
all-time favorite characters
in-in the Star Saga extended universe.
- Really? - Yes, man.
But he's just basically like an administrator.
Yeah. He keeps shit running.
- O-okay. - Okay, without him,
it all fuckin' falls apart.
Holy fuck, man. That's amazing.
So we're talking about, like, a last hurrah kind of thing,
like, a... like, a... like, a one last ride.
Yeah, I guess so.
Damn it. Goddamn it, Henry.
- You motherfucker. - Yeah?
[Ron laughs] You know what?
- Fuck it. - [Henry] Yeah.
This is the Ron Donald...
- Fuck it, baby. - ...I'm looking for.
- [Ron] Let's do it! - There he is.
What're we doing? Tell me what to do.
[Evie] Okay, so the library.
Yes.
- Down and dirty, DIY style. - Yes.
This has theater party vibes.
What's the weirdest one you had?
A theater camp cast party of True West.
Two guys in a tent.
Awkward.
Hey, you wanna talk awkward?
I once slung d'oeuvres at a wrap party
for the German touring company of Starlight Express.
Just vodka and silence.
The premiere of Guyote, the display coyote got loose
and cornered Robert Pattinson.
[Henry] Oof.
- Oh. - [Kyle] Hey.
- Hey. - [all cheering]
- All right. - [Kyle] The wrap party
for Hardier Boyswas amazing.
It was at Hauteur.
Every Jonas brother was there.
You've been to Hauteur?
- Oh, yeah. - What's Hauteur?
Oh, it's this super-exclusive restaurant
in a converted blimp hangar in Carson.
Like, you can't get a reservation.
They have to invite you.
The eagle was amazing.
Is it true you're in the new Lost Boysreboot?
Oh, yeah.
I play, uh, the bad boy vampire Damian.
I start Monday.
That is so cool.
[Kyle] Yeah, I know.
So much for the idea of justice in the universe.
He's back on top, and my best idea
is lost forever.
So come up with a new one.
That one took me ten years.
So start now.
What, just start over, again?
Not start over. Continue.
The struggle never stops.
Persevere.
Hard sci-fi's very conceptual.
New ideas don't just grow on trees.
Ooh! Okay, a guy realizes that he's actually a robot.
Uh, Blade Runner.
See?
Wait, that guy was a robot?
Yes.
[Meuse] Hey, uh, Mr. Pollard.
It's Vice Principal Mittman. He's back.
[sighs]
Mittman.
[music playing]
That fuckin' guy. I thought he left.
So do we evacuate?
- [Henry] Shit. - I'll deal with him.
No, Ron, come on.
[Ron] Now, come on, Henry, okay, this is your swan song
before you're off on your new chapter, okay?
Let me deal with this jockamo.
I don't want you to get in trouble.
Little ol' me? You see,
I'm just a catering company owner
who's doing a sweep after an event.
That's all I'm doing, okay, so just wait for my all clear.
- [chuckles] - Thanks, Ron.
All right.
Well, now we, uh...
...we let the kids have a little fun.
Oh. [laughs]
Ooh-ooh-la-la, check it out.
Hey, what's a swan song?
Is it what it sounds like,
or is it, like, symbolism or something?
[FaceTime trilling]
Oh, shit, shit. Oh, shit.
Hey, Constance.
Thank you so much for calling back.
Of course, Ron. So I talked to Gary.
He said, and I'm paraphrasing here
because I don't understand business...
- Uh-huh. - [Constance] ...at all,
- but long story short... - Right.
...I own the majority stake in the company and--
What? You own the majority stake?
How could this happen?
Well, apparently your lawyer, um, Janae?
Gene. Gene Sliebs!
Well, he filled out the forms wrong.
Oh, shit. God, that's it.
Okay, Constance, could-can... c-can you just get back
to Gary Fiero and fix this mistake?
Oh, God. I'm sorry, Ron, but my ayahuasca's kicking in.
- Ah. - [Constance] Ooh.
I got to get back to you.
- [moans] - [beeping]
[sighs]
Damn it.
Why, why, why?
- [lighter flicks] - [Mittman] Why, indeed?
Looks like you could use some of this.
It's good shit.
Mm. I knew you were an actor.
I just never realized you were such a theater dork.
Mm. Yeah.
- Yeah. - I mean, like,
Kyle probably decided he should be an actor
'cause he was the handsomest guy in his town.
- Jack. - But I was with them.
Got it.
I can see it, oh, my God.
Teen Henry is bald cap Willy Loman,
crushed by the American Dream.
Oh, those were the days.
None of the bullshit and the shitty auditions
and constant rejection.
- Agent never calling. - [Evie] Hm.
It's just the company and your craft,
and if you're lucky, you get buzzed at the cast party
and make out with Blanche Dubois.
- Ooh, I can see the appeal. - Yeah.
You know, if you want to get even luckier,
we could wrap this up and head back.
Eh, I think we give it a little more time.
I mean, if we're gonna do this,
it's kind of a last hurrah for everybody, so...
If we're gonna do this?
Uh, when.
- You know what I mean. - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
So he wrote the names backwards?
Gene tries, you know. He's just... not good.
But you're lucky. You're the principal.
You're the boss.
Oh, vice principal. I'm bad cop.
Oh, yeah, hard-ass.
Yeah. The principal, Mrs. Gordon,
can be groovy, the cool one,
you know, doing the nicknames
and the dunk tank at the fun fair.
What a good sport.
Ah, it is fun when they do that.
Meanwhile, I'm stuck handing out suspensions and detentions
and yelling at the fuck-ups to get their shit together--
except Principal Gordon's kid.
He's off-limits.
- Oh, he's a fuck-up? - Oh, I got him on shit
that would get him expelled.
They never let you do the-the dunk tank?
They let me do it once.
But no one bought tickets.
The kids would just walk up and push the button,
and in I'd go.
You know, I should have just stayed a teacher.
Kids liked me then.
Hey, Marty, Marty, look at me.
Without you, I would not be where I am today, okay?
All those fuck-ups who you told to get their shit together?
I was one of them.
What?
Let me show you something.
[sniffles]
Oh, you don't have a foot.
[Ron chuckling] No.
No, that's my old party buddy, Kevin Cathcart.
He got high and he crashed a van,
and this could've been me,
you know, if not for Mr. Duddis,
vice principal, James Rolf High.
And I'll never forget his words.
He said, "Ron,
stop being such a fuck-up all the time."
And that turned you around.
- Yep. - So that's--
Yeah, I mean, I partied, you know,
pretty hard for the next 10, 12 years, but...
- [Mittman grunts] - ...then I kind of got
my act together, you know,
and then I-it went a little sketch after that,
but then, um, I straightened myself out,
you know, for a couple of years, and then
- kind of went sketch again... - All right.
...for just a little bit, like a month or so.
And that time, it seemed like it could go either way.
And then I straightened out,
and then I stayed straightened out,
and now, Marty, I own my own business.
But then your lawyer put the wrong names.
Yeah, well, I'll fix that.
But it was all thanks to a vice principal.
So thank you.
- You're welcome. - [both chuckle]
- Good luck, Ron. - Oh, thanks, Marty.
- Good night. - Yeah.
What's going on over there?
N-nothing.
Ah. N-nothing.
Oh.
[hip-hop music playing]
[Frank] Everyone's taken over by aliens.
[Ron] Body Snatchers.
A drug where you end up
in someone else's consciousness.
Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch.
Space travel depends on a rare--
Dune.
Look, we got to face facts here, Norman--
- Frank. - Frankly,
there's no ideas left.
I had the last one.
Everything from here on out is just reboots of reboots
until the end of time.
So my TV process is, I do a deep study of my sides,
and then I study the call sheet--
Wait, wait, hold on. What's a call sheet?
Oh, I just got mine for Monday. Do you want to see?
So it's just, like, a sheet, you know.
They list the different scenes of the day, who's in them.
Cool. Wait, what are these little numbers?
Oh, they give each actor a number,
like, in order of importance.
You're number seven.
Oh, Damian should be, like, one or two.
He's the bad boy.
You looking for Damian there?
[Cloris] Um, Kyle Bradway, that's you.
Right? Damian Senior, number seven.
Damian Senior?
Oh, shit.
I'm the dad?
[Kyle scoffs]
[laughing]
[Kyle] Oh.
Oh, my God.
Yes.
[continues laughing]
- [Kyle sighs] - [Roman] I needed this.
I really did.
Whoa, guys, what is going on?
What--come on.
What are we doing, you guys?
- Marty, Marty, Marty-- - Well, Pollard, you are
determined to have a little cast party, aren't you?
- I'm impressed. - Okay, Mr. Mittman--
[Meuse] Are you in trouble, Mr. P?
Should we clear out?
Mr. P.
They used to call me Mr. M.
Okay.
- Oh, Riley! - Riley.
Uh, I'm sorry, Mr. Mittman.
How you doing, Riley?
A little wobbly, but the fundamentals are sound.
All right.
Little too much fun?
I tried some champagne.
Guess it kind of snuck up on me.
Yeah, that's why I never touch the stuff.
Just milk for me, please.
Well, hey, you know,
you did great in your first play tonight,
so I understand if you're a bit too exuberant.
Really, you... you've got it, kid.
Look, I've never...
been so proud,
and I look forward to your next performance.
Looking forward to it?
Yeah.
Aren't you, like, leaving?
Where'd you hear that?
Just some of the kids were talking about it,
like it's your swan song.
- [Henry spluttering] - [Riley] Is it true?
Maybe, but, you know, I'm not the point.
You are the one with the talent.
You can do anything you set your mind to.
Right. If I feel okay, can I go back in?
Sure.
Just maybe no more champagne.
Wow, uh...
guess the cat's out of the bag.
That probably wasn't how you wanted to break the news.
- We should probably get back. - Mm.
Yeah, they're probably all buzzed and making out.
[Henry] I hope so.
[Bill Withers' "Use Me" playing on guitar]
[Mittman] ♪ My answer, ah, ah ♪
♪ Yeah, to all That use me stuff ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I, I, I, I, I want to spread the news ♪
[whispering] They're having fun.
[Mittman] ♪ That if it feels this good ♪
- ♪ Getting used ♪ - [Ron chuckles]
♪ Oh, you just Keep on using me ♪
Oh, my God.
Mittman plays guitar?
Yeah.
He's actually a really cool guy.
[Mittman] ♪ Ooh, baby, baby, Gotta use me up ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Baby, baby, use me up ♪
[cheers and applause]
[person] So good.
I know that song's a little before your time, kids,
but the message remains valid.
Don't let the man use you up.
[fluorescent lights buzzing]
- [Mittman] Whoa. - Aw, man.
Principal Gordon.
Mr. Pollard, what's going on here?
- Yeah, um-- - [Gordon] So, Marty,
you tell me this is dealt with,
and then I get a call from the janitor?
I thought it was.
Okay, you kids, I need you to clean this place up.
You two, my office.
Uh, sure, yeah.
Uh, oh, I-I'm just gonna go.
Don't say anything, don't say anything.
Oh, shit.
Oh, my God. Wait, is that--
oh, no!
Mm. Mm. Mm.
[sniffs]
[sniffs deeply]
I can smell!
I can smell again!
[laughing] I'm cured!
[inhaling deeply]
Oh, baby!
...whether you know about it or not.
So see me Monday after school, okay, Pollard?
Yeah.
Marty.
[door closes]
- [sighs] - Shit.
You're fired?
Henry, I'm sorry.
No, it's not your fault.
Whole mess was my idea.
Well, at least you have something lined up.
Hey, let's get out of here.
Let's go somewhere. Let's just get properly drunk.
I might wait,
try and talk to Gordon again.
To Gordon? About...
About keeping my job.
And not go away, as in...
Stay here.
[Evie] And not go to Tunisia,
and not play Colonel Barlorian in Star Saga,
and not go with me?
I thought this was what you wanted.
It was.
Right? Sorry, I'm confused.
I mean, there was a time I'd have killed
to go off to Tunisia and play Colonel whatever--
Barlorian, Joffro Barlorian.
But that didn't work out.
Right.
And I started over, and...
...I don't know, I mean, this is amazing.
It's like a dream come true.
- You know? - Don't say fairy tale.
But I have a life here,
and I don't think I can start over again.
Well, we should, um...
get your job back.
Let me just... let me talk to her.
- No, Evie, you don't have to-- - No, no, no.
I mean, I'm sad about this, but I'm not a villainess.
Well, it's just that it didn't go so hot last time.
No, I got this.
- Hi, Principal Gordon, if-- - [Gordon] Actually, Pollard,
disregard what I said earlier.
We'll just call this a warning.
I'll see you Monday as usual.
[Mittman chuckling]
- Wh-- - [Mittman] Her dumb kid.
All the shit she covered up,
I was like, "Uh, I got photos and security videos,
"and I have the superintendent's phone number.
You're not telling me what to do."
Plus, I figured you should probably keep your job.
You're a pretty good teacher, Pollard.
You remind me of a young me.
[mouthing words]
[Mittman singing softly]
Well, there's that.
- Evie, I'm sorry-- - Don't be.
I get it.
You're doing what's right for you.
I'm doing what's right for me.
And maybe in a couple years I'll have an indie,
and I'll rope you back into acting...
- Mm. - ...if you're interested.
A Far Cry Two.
A Far-er Cry?
[Evie laughs softly]
I have two months.
I mean, I'm not leaving today.
[Henry] Yeah.
[Evie] Let's make it count.
[Henry] Sure.
[Evie] No reason you can't come by after, right?
I don't know, sometimes I wonder
why I don't fire Gene Sliebs.
Oh, well, why don't you?
Just...
he did me a favor once.
Well, then who owns the company?
Uh, to be honest, I have no idea.
[both grunting]
[Ron sighs] Food Service Union.
They really will fuck you up.
Well, no regrets.
I knew the risk.
So in the script where it said,
"Better watch what you're saying, son,"
it meant his actual son.
What'd you think it meant?
Well, I thought it meant, like,
"Better watch what you sayin', son."
I mean, come on, it's like, think I could play a dad?
[Ron groans]
[Sackson] You think you've got problems.
My new followers just want to see me get hurt.
Do you know how to fall down a flight of stairs,
like, on purpose?
Yeah. Just commit. You got this.
- [FaceTime trilling] - Oh.
It's Constance.
Constance, hey.
- Hey, thank God. - [Constance] Ron, so good news.
I finally have some clarity on this whole situation.
Oh, great.
It's like, time is a sphere.
- [Ron] Wh-wh-what? - It doesn't really exist!
No, Constance, did you talk to Gary or-or what?
[Roman] Hey, Lucy.
Sorry Ron ate your saffron ball.
Just make a new thing. Get a new idea.
Persevere, yada yada.
Yeah.
I guess maybe you're right.
Right, because you were right...
when you told me that.
Thanks, Roman.
Okay.
[Constance] ...human anymore,
and-and I couldn't remember my name--
Constance, did you talk to Gary, or wh-what happened?
Ron, if you only knew what a lie everything is--
- Constance! - [Constance] What a lie.
- Who owns the company? - [Constance] Oh, Ron.
- Who owns the company? - [Constance] We'll never know,
and it doesn't matter.
[Ron] Constance, who owns the company?
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[person] Just keep the buffet stocked
and the affiliates happy.
Any requests from talent come through me and my staff.
Your people are not to interact with talent.
- You got it? - Got it. Seen but not heard.
Not even seen.
It'll be like we don't even exist.
- Excellent. - [Ron laughs] Okay.
Can you believe it, Henry?
Finally, a Hollywood industry gig.
I mean, I feel like things are turning around.
Yeah, my English students are doing their reading.
My ex-wife hasn't called.
You know, I was checking out the cheese layout.
Ice-T's assistant says I look like an old Zac Efron.
[laughs] Zac Efron!
Tell your theater kids that.
It's just the inspiration we need
for the State Thespian Conference.
Oh, State Conference sounds big.
Yeah, we're premiering Medeathere next month.
- The kids are super excited. - Wait till you tell 'em
that your boss met Ice-T's assistant.
Now don't forget your headset.
This is Party Down 2.0-- wireless.
Sackson, do you copy? Come on-come on, man,
you got to have your headsets on at all times.
[glassware clinking]
Uh, ma'am, excuse me, sorry, y--
- Holy shit. - [Henry] Holy shit.
- Casey? - What are you do--
- You work here? - I thought you were
- in New York. - I was.
I mean, part-time, just for alimony.
- Oh, shit, sorry. - It's okay.
Um, yeah, I'm not... I am... I am in-in New York.
I'm just here for this junket for my show.
Oh, yeah, right, The Stabilizer.
- Yeah, that's right. - Uh, how's that going?
It's so terrible. I fucking hate it so much.
- Oh, no. Oh, no. - Yes, like, with every fiber
of my being. I want to drink all of this
and blow the entire thing up.
- Sorry - Just ruin everything.
[person] Miss Klein. Oh, Miss Klein.
Take this.
Is there anything that you-you need or--
No, I just was looking, uh--
[person] Because, you know, they said after last time,
just one drink, and that's all--
All right. That makes it--I... you know,
you get buzzed, call a producer a sex pest one time--
And I distinctly told your superior
that waitstaff is not to interact with talent.
- Right. Yeah, of course. - Wow.
I'm sorry for, uh, interacting, ma'am.
Sure. That's not necessary.
Henry and I, we used to work together.
- We're old friends. - Interesting.
Great. Well, you got to...
Okay. Anyway, great to see you
- again. - Yeah, you-you too.
We should definitely hang out...
- Yeah. - ...next time I'm in town.
Okay.
Which will be very soon,
because I'm about to quit this fucking thing.
Thanks.
Uh, yeah. Okay.
[Ron] Roman, Roman, do you copy?
God, it won't work if I'm the only one on comms.
Hey, guess who I saw in the hall.
Casey Klein.
[Ron] Casey Klein!
I was not expecting that.
- Yeah, me neither. - [Ron] Sackson,
do you have eyes on Roman?
Roman. Roman, get on the goddamn--
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Tree.