TOM SWIFT #103 "...And the Nine Inches of Danger" Closed Captioned
I'm Tom Swift-- inventor, billionaire,
shoe collector extraordinaire,
but none of that was good enough for my dad.
I thought if I built him a spaceship to Saturn,
I could earn his love, but his mission ended tragically.
Or so I thought. Turns out, it was sabotage.
My father survived the attack
and sent me a message capsule
with the data I need to rescue him from space.
But it exploded when it entered the atmosphere.
Now I have to find the pieces
of that capsule and reassemble my dad's message.
A global conspiracy called "The Road Back"
is standing in my way, so I can only trust my squad--
my best friend Zenzi, my bodyguard Isaac,
my adopted brother Lino
and my AI, Barclay.
Together, we're going to find my father
and bring him home.
(warning alarm sounds)
Oh.
Okay.
(panting)
(elevator doors open)
You good?
last night, after I severed all
of Barclay's network connections from Swift Enterprises,
I discovered that the spyware Rowan used is a hybrid Trojan.
BARCLAY: My security protocols are being chipped away.
I'm at 90%.
You should've let me handle Rowan last night.
He's giving intel to Congressman Eskol.
But instead, you texted "You up?"
as if you two matched on a dating app.
Okay, for Barclay's sake,
you better hope that Rowan swipes right.
Look, there is a bigger problem right now.
How do I stop this spyware before it reaches 100%,
and all of Barclay's data becomes accessible
to the people who tried to kill my dad?
Can't you just reinstall Barclay's database?
It's not that simple.
Look, Barclay is an AI, but he's...
He's my memory.
If I wiped and rebooted him, he would never come back the same.
Thank you, Isaac.
Your suggestion to give me a lobotomy is noted.
But if Barclay's defenses go to zero percent,
they'll be able to track the capsule pieces.
If he's breached, they'll know my father is alive,
and they will come back
to finish the job before we can save him.
We have to stop that breach.
♪ ♪
ANNOUNCER: The opponent's got Swift backing up.
He lunges. Swift parries.
And now Swift is on the offensive.
Nobody has touched Swift all day.
Swift retreats.
Now he lunges. Swift parries and scores.
That's 14 straight points. One more, and Swift wins.
Yes, Lino!
(indistinct chatter)
♪ ♪
(tablet chirping)
MAN: Man, he scored 14 in a row.
ANNOUNCER: This is match point.
Will Swift's opponent be the first to land a touch on him?
Tom? Tom?
It's Lino's final tryout.
He's on the cusp of setting a record for no touches,
and you're missing it.
Oh. Sorry.
They're going back and forth.
The opponent's trying, but now it's Swift on the attack.
Swift parries.
And he brings him close. And that's a touch!
15! Swift wins!
Lino Swift has set a new record!
So, you taught him how to step his game up,
and now, no one can touch him?
I gave him some guidance, but Lino's a phenom.
Just some?
No touches? ZENZI: Uh-huh.
SPECTATOR 1: There's no way.
SPECTATOR 3: He must've cheated.
Come on, this is ridiculous.
SPECTATOR 1: Something ain't right!
SPECTATOR 2: Check the machine! He cheated!
SPECTATOR 3: Something's up.
(chatter continues)
Nuh-uh. No. Let the haters stay mad, Lino!
Hey, you did good.
(tablet trilling)
New firewalls are up.
Status of the spyware update?
BARCLAY: It's slowed.
Security protocols are at 81.9%.
(trilling)
LORRAINE: Tom, I'd like to see you spend more time
helping the company thrive.
You'll be co-hosting the entire summit with Claire.
Who? And co-hosting? I thought
I was just going to make an appearance.
This is the first summit without your father.
Now, the time has come for you to take the reins,
and it will require every minute of your attention.
CLAIRE: Tom,
you know the destruction of Barton's ship put us
in financial crisis.
The summit is our best chance to replenish what we've lost,
which is why Susannah Robb will attend this year.
She's the 22-year-old billionaire estate heiress?
She's basically you with 18 inches of extensions.
Oh, yeah.
She's one of our biggest investors.
And she needs to have the time of her life,
which brings us to the fact that, apparently,
the Obamas bought all of the Léo Beau champagne
in North America.
I could try something cheaper, but...
No, no, no.
Stick with the cheap stuff.
Tom, I'm sending you something.
(trilling)
Ah.
This penlight design was
to be Barton's next handcrafted invention,
and Tom, you're going to build it.
Barton said it could manipulate UV light and make
cheap champagne taste like a top-shelf.
I'm happy to host solo if Tom can't...
No. You can be my helper,
but we're going to show Wall Street and Susannah Robb
that Swift Enterprises is still the HBIC.
(chuckles softly)
Okay, I don't know what "BIHC" means,
but Lorraine, we are late for our 11:00.
All right. (chuckles softly)
Okay, I say you tell your mom
about Uncle Barton and The Road Back.
Look, if we get my mom involved, she could end up dead.
Instead, we're going to invite Eskol and Rowan to the summit,
and I'm going to clone Rowan's phone...
so I can stop Barclay's spyware.
So, you're going
to build your father's champagne-miracle penlight,
crush the summit, win over Susannah Robb
and stop Barclay's spyware before the breach hits 100%?
That's a lot, even for you.
If I don't, the company's money dries up,
I lose Barclay, and my dad dies in space.
Baby, I'm Tom Swift. Let's go.
(quietly): Such a drama queen.
TOM: Here's how we get Rowan to the summit
so I can hack his cell phone.
We'll send Eskol the jet
so he can arrive in style.
Yeah, he would never turn down a chance
to secure donors with deep pockets.
Well, he'll be able to schmooze
with an audience whose pockets are so deep,
Adele will be rolling in them.
(Zenzi laughs softly)
he'll bring Rowan to us,
since Rowan-- he, um...
Rejected you.
The word is "rejected."
(laughs softly) This cloning device
will mirror the data on Rowan's phone.
And with that data, we'll be able to stop Barclay's spyware.
I created this in college,
just 'cause I wanted to check on a few jump-offs.
Spy on. You mean spy on?
We used 'em for your boys, too.
(gasps)
The summit rolls out the company's next big products.
The Augmented Reality Monocle is our crown jewel.
Wow.
including Rowan.
Now, I'll modify the programming of the monocle to use
facial replacement software, and no one
will see me while the festivities are underway.
Rowan tried to ghost me, but now I'll be invisible.
Poof.
Mm.
you'll clone Rowan's phone.
Uh, but how close do you have to be
for the cloning device to work?
A perfect nine inches for one minute.
So basically right on top of the man who's conning you.
Solid plan.
Solid as that lineup.
Mm! Iconic. Timeless.
Lil Nas X has the same pair,
but his are probably scuffed.
All right, y'all, let's go get pretty for this summit.
ZENZI: Let's go.
♪ Let me tell something about my crew ♪
♪ If we want it, then we get it, that's just how we do ♪
♪ Never worry about a price tag... ♪
Team check. Everyone good?
Lino,
are my penlight instructions clear?
Super clear. Prepping it now.
I'll be out as soon as I'm done.
Isaac's a go.
Zenzi's here.
Nice job hiding the cloning device.
Almost there, Barclay.
We'll have you back to normal soon. Hang on.
(sighs)
Justin Chase.
That suit is a vibe. Vintage Valentino?
No, it's just something I had in my closet.
Hmm.
Did I say that I liked it...
or that I liked it on you?
A key distinction.
Look, I know every major player in here, so if you want,
I'll be your curly haired business encyclopedia.
Thank you. I accept.
And, um, my phone's been off,
so, sorry if you've been trying to get ahold of me.
I haven't.
BARCLAY: I'll just add Justin's response
to the re-rejection... rejection algorithm.
Okay, did you have to say "rejection" twice?
♪ Do you even know what's coming... ♪
(photographers clamoring)
♪ You see what's poppin'... ♪
Susannah? Hi. Hello.
Hi.
I'm glad the weather was on your side today.
Well, any weather's good weather for the Speciale, Lorraine.
Thank you.
It's Susannah Robb.
Time to shine.
Lorraine, I have to say-- money well spent.
Well, you know.
See you later.
Imagine losing your parents in a plane crash at 16. Spit.
And tripling their company's revenue in two years.
What a queen.
That is impressive.
Susannah!
I love this Balmain on you.
Olivier is a genius.
We're thinking of doing a line together.
Nice. How are you enjoying the summit?
Oh, it's great.
The only thing left are those two product announcements
to get me two more V4's.
Well, I'll 3-D print you a Louboutin heel protector
so you can speed-shift. Vroom, vroom?
And just wait until you see
the consumer products that we're rolling out tonight.
You know, I know what it takes to carry on a family legacy.
I'm happy you're the one to carry on Barton's.
Yes, and-and we know all of our investors
share the same sentiment.
SUSANNAH: I'm sure.
Shall we?
LORRAINE: Yes. Absolutely.
SUSANNAH: Tell me more about this space.
(camera shutters clicking)
The plan worked.
Eskol and Rowan just walked in.
♪ ♪
Hello!
Hello, and good evening, everyone.
(applause)
Please, everyone, gather round.
Bring it on in! Come on. Bring it on in.
TOM: Eskol looks happy.
Let's keep him that way.
He has to stay here until the final announcement.
ISAAC: Tom,
Lino's ready with the penlight when you're done.
(indistinct chatter)
Welcome to the Annual
Swift Enterprises Summit.
(applause)
We are excited to give you a first look
at two game-changing, consumer-facing products.
And the first-- are you ready?--
is SwiftLush Nanocream.
(applause)
Yes. Move over, tinted moisturizer.
SwiftLush Nanocream is a bioadaptive cream
that perfectly matches your skin tone
on contact. Mm-hmm.
It essentially becomes a real-life beauty filter.
Now, I didn't moisturize this morning, so,
hopefully, you notice a difference.
Hmm? Otherwise, we can just demonstrate on Claire.
(laughter)
Oh. Yeah, just a little.
CLAIRE: You just need a little.
(laughter)
Ah, it's good.
Everyone, SwiftLush Nanocream.
SwiftLush Nanocream, ladies and gentlemen.
(applause)
Yeah.
Glad you can keep it light while I do the heavy lifting.
It's set up for you to program using voice dictation.
Incredible.
Your fine-motor skills are better
than the machines, little bro.
Good lookin'.
Thank you so much for being here.
You're going to have a private little tour
of some of Tom's finest inventions,
starting out with the plyometric training shoe.
And here we have the Swift brand smartwatch.
We've got one here, but this one I really wanted to highlight.
Uh, Tom?
Thank you for attending
the Swift Enterprises Annual Summit.
(others exclaiming)
MAN: Remarkable!
ZENZI: Eskol just got a phone call,
and then he sent Rowan to get his coat.
I think they're leaving.
(indistinct chatter)
Zenzi, stall Eskol while we find Rowan.
We can't clone Rowan's phone and save Barclay
if they leave. Go.
Anything? Hey. Hey. How are you?
What's up, brother?
We have to find Eskol and Rowan now. Hey!
Hey, boo. (laughs)
Guys, the spyware is pushing through. Hey. Hey. (laughs)
Nothing up here. I'll keep looking.
(scoffs)
(camera shutters clicking)
Congressman? Congressman?
We're, uh, just about to start the final presentation.
What's, uh, taking you from us?
Victoria, I'll be right there.
I would love to stay.
The campaign donations have been quite generous.
But there's a patent crisis with one of my former companies.
They need my help.
A patent crisis?
Yeah, well, that's an average Tuesday for me, so...
(whooshing)
my patent lawyer rolodex.
Now you can stay until the end of the event.
You are remarkable.
Yeah, I know.
Maybe by the time this night is over,
you'll have an answer to my dinner invitation?
♪ ♪
Eskol is coming back inside.
(camera shutters clicking)
You're welcome.
Oh, thank you, Zenzi.
You are getting a fat raise when this is over.
Nice, Zenzi. Tom, I'm on my way.
BARCLAY: Protocol's at 52%.
Hang on, buddy.
Right.
Oh, crap. I'm late.
Tom, Tom, listen.
I'd like for you to meet some
of our international supporters. This is...
(crowd chatter)
(electrical crackling)
♪ You're my type ♪
♪ Yeah, that's right... ♪
He's-- Mm. Oh.
Thank you.
T-Tom.
Lino, what's up? You good?
Of course you're late.
Y-Yeah, I-I'm good. Go do your thing.
Champagne's ready for conversion.
Ms. Robb, Claire Cormier,
interim CEO of Swift Enterprises.
Thank you, Claire.
Tom, you're killing it tonight.
Mm. SwiftLush Nanocream was amazing.
But what I'm most excited for is your closing ceremony,
where you show me you could lead Swift Enterprises
to a fruitful future.
I want the closing ceremony to have you
and every other investor making it rain
on Swift Enterprises.
I can't wait.
(laughs softly)
Justin's having a lot of fun.
Better go get him.
Before one of those strapping young men steals him away.
Claire, I know you're used to chasing things
that don't want you, but we don't do that around here.
Nice shoelaces.
You playing against LeBron later?
So don't break your neck when I dunk
on this next announcement.
(scoffs)
Once the performance starts,
I'll be cloaking everyone who has a monocle on.
Then, once you confirm that I'm cloaked,
I'll sneak up to Rowan, and then, hopefully,
he won't notice me.
All right, the plan is going to work.
We are going to save Barclay, okay?
All right?
ISAAC: Get moving!
Claire's about to start without you again.
Is this mine?
Barclay is on his deathbed. Focus on the mission.
(applause)
(feedback crackles)
Honored guests,
a core value at Swift Enterprises is
that if you can dream it, we can make it happen.
And with AR Monovision, we have.
(applause)
That's for you.
I have high hopes for this presentation.
Well, keep this on.
Trust me.
You boys won't want to miss this.
I can't imagine I'll be seeing anything better,
but, uh, I'll take your word for it.
Now, augmented reality goggles are usually bulky and hideous,
but AR Monovision is an AR experience
that only uses one eye.
Oh, yes.
AR Monovision syncs with your optic nerve
and alters what both eyes see, okay?
It's all safe. It's good.
Everybody, put your monocles on.
And without further ado, we proudly present to you
The Rise Up.
(whistling)
♪ ♪
(people exclaiming)
♪ ♪
WOMAN: Look at this!
(people gasping, exclaiming)
♪ ♪
(laughter, whooping)
(sighs)
TOM: Okay.
I should be cloaked from everyone's view. Zenzi?
Damn, Tom. You're a genius.
Uh, you're welcome, but,
can you see me on the stage? Did it work?
♪ ♪
(crowd murmuring)
It worked. You're invisible.
Perfect.
ZENZI: Now go clone that phone.
ISAAC: Tom, be careful. You're going to be
within a foot of Mr. Fatal Attraction. Stay on mission.
♪ ♪
(chiming)
(gasping, screaming)
WOMAN: I've never seen anything like that.
BARCLAY: Cloning successful.
It's done.
Meet me in five minutes.
(mechanical chirping)
BARCLAY: S-Security protocols are at 42%.
Okay. Okay.
I'm cracking Rowan's password now.
Uh, two, zero, seven, three.
Once I locate the spyware's host program, I can...
(buzzing)
Oh, no. What?!
Oh, no. It's got a secondary security measure. (sighs)
It needs Rowan's DNA before we can unlock it.
That's NSA-level security.
For a congressman's bodyguard?
I told you.
Rowan's an enemy we know nothing about.
We need to regroup
and think,
or a small nick with a tactical blade could procure some DNA.
Um... no stabbing.
TOM: Okay? And I am thinking.
We just, uh... We're just having a minor setback, okay?
We need to get a strand of hair, some sweat.
Maybe some other bodily fluids
you wouldn't mind getting from him.
Really? Both of y'all coming for me on this day? Uh...
Crap, crap. We're late to prep
the champagne for the closing toast.
Okay. Oh, go.
BARCLAY: Security protocols are at 33%.
33? How much time is that?
Okay, we have an hour left, maybe two.
Hang tight, Barclay.
We just have to get through the toast and the closing remarks.
Oh, there you are. Did you finish Barton's penlight design?
Of course I did. You know I did.
Oh, the penlight! You were so busy
earlier, you didn't notice that you dropped it.
I picked it up and kept it safe for you.
Oh. Okay.
Okay.
(trilling, whooshing)
(fizzing)
Yeah. I altered Dad's design
so that it could be multiplied without diluting its power.
To my mentor, Barton.
And to my love.
Mmm.
Oh! Oh!
It's bad.
Oh.
You have to fix this now.
What? What? What happened?
Zenzi, one second. (sighs)
Someone sabotaged my code.
The pH balance of the champagne has been multiplied
by a degree of negative one!
Susannah's asking for you, and so is everyone else.
Oh.
Please don't tell me that we ran out of champagne flutes,
and we have to use drinking glasses instead.
No, it's not that bad. Tom was only about to
make our investors vomit the champagne.
JUSTIN: Right. Um...
ginger ale, baking soda.
TOM: No. No, no, no.
An antacid wouldn't work, but...
something acidic would.
I can configure the penlight
to use the citric acid in an orange zest
to fix the pH balance of the champagne.
Okay?
Multiple it by a degree of 1.68.
(whooshing, trilling)
(beeps)
(fizzing)
(sighs)
Success.
We make a good team, Mr. Chase.
Yeah, well.
Let's celebrate later,
just the two of us.
Listen...
scan all of this zest and then
have the servers garnish every glass out there
before anyone drinks it.
I'm going to go have a word with the interloper.
Zenzi, have those done before I start my speech.
Bye.
Zenzi, you're the greatest.
We also make a fantastic team.
Stop, Tom.
(sighs)
(applause)
Thank you all for coming tonight.
To all of our partners and investors
and future investors.
As you all know, this is our...
(sighs) Claire.
I would say you still look sick, but that's just your face.
Sick with guilt because you sabotaged my penlight.
Are you insane?
I know what that penlight means to Lorraine.
Mm, sure.
You see these edges, honey?
They're secured.
So, you're going to have to pull a lot harder to scalp me.
(applause)
TOM: You see what the servers are doing?
They're administering my antidote.
I'm just relieved it all worked out for the best.
For the sake of the company.
Oh, is that dandruff?
BARCLAY: F-Firewalls failing. Spyware accelerated.
Se-Security protocols at five percent.
For the sake of the company,
you take it from here.
Tom, what are you doing?
The spyware is accelerating, and I can't stop it.
I won't lose Barclay.
I know what I have to do, and I have to do it alone.
Tom, no!
Don't be stupid.
Send voice note. Rowan, meet me
at Swift Manor observatory, or I'll confront Eskol
about everything you've done. Now.
BARCLAY: P-Protocol's 2.9%.
Why are you surveilling me?
You tell me I deserve to know what happened to my dad,
and then you ghost me?
It doesn't make sense.
You are one dumb genius.
The Road Back is no joke.
They take out anyone who's in their way, including their own.
You're going to get me killed.
How am I in their way? Huh?
What are they after? Tell me.
Do not put your hands on me.
Tell me.
You're a coward.
Admit you feel something between us.
I'm telling you right now to leave me alone.
(grunting)
♪ ♪
♪ Back on my Brooklyn ♪
♪ ♪
(grunting)
♪ I'm from that bully where bullies ♪
♪ Were quick to spaz on 'em ♪
♪ That speed, homie, fatigue's on me... ♪
(groaning)
♪ The flow is cold but you know ♪
♪ That I got the heat in me, yeah... ♪
(panting)
Fine. I will leave you alone.
But only if you tell me right here, right now,
can I trust you?
No.
Tom!
Thought you said I couldn't trust you.
BARCLAY: Protocol's 2.4%.
(gasps)
This is your last warning.
I saved your life again.
Don't make me take it next.
(panting)
What?
You thought my biceps were just for thirst traps?
You're on the wrong side.
The Road Back hates technology? All right, bet.
I'm gonna make it so they can't even brush their teeth
without seeing a Swift Enterprises pop-up telling them
that their breath stinks.
If you think this is about a better smartphone,
you're mistaken.
The Road Back wants to turn back the clock to a time
when people like themselves were fully in charge.
Pissing them off with a new gadget
might win a battle,
but you need to focus on winning the war.
Otherwise,
everyone you love will end up dead.
...bioadaptive cream
that perfectly matches your skin tone.
BARCLAY: Tom, 0.5%.
The breach is almost through my firewall.
Okay. I'm using his DNA to unlock his phone.
I'm in. Okay, I'm locating the spyware host now.
BARCLAY: 0.1%.
Zero...
Barclay?
Barclay!
How are you?
BARCLAY: I am exceptional.
Oh.
(laughs)
Welcome home, buddy. (laughs)
I missed you.
So, we're in the clear?
TOM: Better than that.
I removed the spyware,
but left the surveillance software monitoring us.
I created a partition that will allow us
to feed the enemy whatever info we want.
So, no matter who Eskol's working with,
we'll control what they learn.
Reclaiming the tactical advantage.
I appreciate that,
but let's have a refresher chat about risk mitigation
moving forward.
Understood.
Good night,
Isaac.
What's wrong?
Today, during fencing tryouts,
I knew what my opponent
was gonna do before he did it.
It's called good instincts.
That's the stuff we were practicing, right?
It... It's like I was hallucinating.
Almost like I could see
electricity moving the nerves in his muscles.
When did this start happening?
Couple weeks ago.
It's off and on.
I heard Aunt Lorraine talk about it once.
My mom went through
something like this when I was three.
Right before she left me.
She went crazy. What if that's happening to me?
Listen to me.
You are not her.
Whatever's going on with you,
we'll figure it out, and we'll deal with it.
I just want to talk to my mom.
Maybe she'd have some answers.
Susannah. Thank you for coming.
Thank you for having me.
Yo! Susannah. How did you like the closing ceremony?
Well, Claire really wowed everyone with Swift Enterprises'
plans for the future.
Investors were impressed.
Nice. So what are we talking?
Another 100 mil, easy?
Mm.
150. (laughs)
Tom... (clears throat)
I want to say it's not personal, but,
actually, it kind of is.
Swift Enterprises isn't getting another dime out of me.
You see,
my family's faith was with Barton.
Mine's supposed to be with you.
Not Claire Cormier. I...
I don't follow her on Instagram. I follow you.
You are the genius inventor.
You have the Swift last name,
so when you literally walk away
from an opportunity to connect to the company,
you show me you can't do what I did with mine.
Wait a minute. It's not like that.
I just... I had to go handle... Well...
fewer words, more actions, yeah?
Love the shoes, though. (clicks tongue)
What on earth were you thinking?
The lack of Susannah's faith
in the company will cause a domino effect.
I will find a way to win her back.
Your way was tonight.
Just trust me. I...
How am I supposed to trust you after all of this?
You know, half of these people traveled around the world
to have a personal audience with you.
What was so important
that you could not complete your obligations, Tom?
All I needed was
15 minutes more of you acting like an adult.
I thought there would be less pressure on you now...
Less... pressure?
Without your father here.
(scoffs)
I know he was hard on you, but...
That's a nice way of putting it.
What are you really trying to say?
You think I don't know you're relieved that he's gone?
Relieved?
I'm not relieved. You don't understand.
Then make...
(indistinct chatter)
Make me understand it.
I'm not relieved, because he's not...
He's not what?
Otherwise, everyone you love will end up dead.
Your father is not what?
He's not the reason I left early.
It's just...
ever since he died,
I haven't felt like myself.
I built his ship.
And then, I watched it explode.
It is the last thing I see when I close my eyes.
And it is the first thing I see when I wake up.
(crying, muttering)
Baby, it's okay. It's okay.
I know. I know. I know. I know.
I know. I know. I'm sorry.
(crickets chirping)
(fire crackling)
Excuse me. Mrs. Swift?
I'm sorry to bother you so late.
It's Lino.
He's upset, and he was asking about his mother.
No, we don't talk about my sister.
(line ringing)
MAN: Hello?
Hi. I need you to find someone.
(footsteps approaching)
Time magazine sent over highlights
for their article on the summit.
They are calling it the "Tech Event of the Year."
You should be proud.
Hey.
(sighs)
You know I'm your friend before an employee.
What's wrong?
Tom just told me his grief is clouding his judgment.
I'm-I'm losing faith
he can lead the company in his current state.
We'll find a way forward.
After you get some rest.
Did you like the sleep gel from the other night?
Oh, yes, I did.
I slept like a baby.
Here. I... I always have it on me.
It helps me with... with headaches.
(sighs) Mmm.
I'm glad you told me about Tom's... mental distress.
It's so important
that he doesn't struggle alone.
Hold out your finger.
Since Tom is so emotionally unstable,
the best way we can help him is by providing supervision.
Sign these,
and I'll have discretionary approval
over all of his Swift Enterprises requests.
I promise you,
I'll look after Tom.
I'll make sure he's safe.
♪ They say supply and demand's the fire we fan... ♪
Not bad for a 12.4 chance of success, huh? (laughs)
Always bet on Black.
(dings)
Mm. Okay, Barclay. (laughs)
Good to have you back.
♪ This ain't personal, this is business ♪
♪ Save all the crying, fam ♪
♪ Been pulling the strings, and you could hear the violins... ♪
Damn. (scoffs)
♪ Oh, the irony, the pride ♪
♪ The hierarchy creating envy and jealousy ♪
♪ Like Siamese, I'm the reason why ♪
♪ I know you feel the vibes ♪
♪ Hope you read between the lines ♪
♪ Believe it or not ♪
♪ It's all about the money ♪
♪ And the power... ♪
You promised me a celebration.
♪ Money and the power... ♪
No glasses?
Who needs glasses when we have mouths?
♪ Even when you get it, it ain't enough ♪
♪ Money and the power ♪
♪ I had to flex, you know... ♪
Oh.
Ah, damn.
(laughs)
Oops.
(laughs)
Come here, tech daddy.
♪ The heat's on us, man ♪
♪ And, yo, that desire will leave us crushed ♪
♪ So I own Tesla's Elon Musk ♪
♪ Yeah, listen, I ain't saying that money is bad, understand ♪
♪ I'm just saying man make the money ♪
♪ But it don't make the man, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, it's part of my plan ♪
♪ I got to get the land, yeah ♪
♪ Build something that lasts ♪
♪ I ain't trying to build in sand now ♪
♪ Do whatever I can ♪
♪ Leave something for the fam, yeah ♪
♪ Generational wealth, that's for my little man, yeah ♪
♪ It ain't how much you keep ♪
♪ It's how much you keeping after ♪
♪ 'Cause it's all about the money and the power ♪
♪ Money and the power... ♪
It's bug-free. We can speak.
We didn't get the data from his AI,
but...
♪ No matter how much you get, it's never enough ♪
♪ Man, the money and the power... ♪
I found another way in.
♪ It's never enough, man ♪
♪ The money and the power ♪
♪ The money and the power. ♪
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(dings)