Carl Sagan said we are but a mote of dust
suspended in a sunbeam.
I love the big questions.
Where do we come from? Where are we going? Why are we here?
And why the hell did I not make partner?
There is perhaps no single question
that so transcends cultural and temporal divides,
inspiring the imagination of our ancient forebearers
as well as the research of the modern cosmologist.
Shit.
Ingrid?
Z, uh, to what do I owe the--
How did you know that Ted was gonna shut down Green Tech?
Was it when we first signed the deal? Or was it earlier?
You know Ted has a history of killer acquisitions.
Was it when you convinced me to sign a non-compete?
I'm… I'm really sorry, Z.
Maybe it was when we first met.
When you yelled at me to fight the good fight.
-No, I… No, I didn't know then. -But all the other times.
Congratulations, Ingrid.
I hope Parsons Valentine & Hunt was worth it.
Come on.
I'm here to tell you that the normal two-week mourning period
for this kind of thing is officially over as of today.
Well, in my culture, it's three years.
Isn't that for a husband?
I just need a little more time to feel sorry for myself.
-Are you pity-cooking for me again? -Yeah.
I heard from Todd that Tyler got an offer from Hotham and White.
Good.
Maybe he'll be happier there.
Maybe you could be too.
Or somewhere else.
Why should I have to start over at a new firm?
Why should Tyler? And why should we be penalized for Parsons' mistakes?
A lot of "shoulds" in there. My dad always talked in "shoulds."
How the world should be, but neglected what is.
Trust me, Ingrid. Idealism doesn't pay the rent.
Yeah. But what should be is…
is why I love the law.
Speaking of paying the rent, you might be interested in this.
I am now the proud lessee
of a horrendously overpriced one-bedroom, two-bath in SoHo.
Wait. You've officially moved out of the hotel?
Mm-hmm.
-I like New York.
I really like New York.
-Merry Christmas, Ingrid. -Merry…
-Wait, wait. It's… it's Christmas? -Mm-hmm.
Oh shit. Shit, I have to… I have to go home.
Lina, the circus is not a long-term plan.
I told you it's not a circus.
It's a performing theater circus.
-It's not a career.
Hey. Sorry I'm so late.
Oh you work so hard.
Sit. You're just in time.
From all of us.
I didn't get you guys anything.
Ah, you're too busy with your big client and awards.
Thank you.
It's beautiful.
And only 2.3 cows died for that status symbol.
-I need to tell you guys something. -Perfect for a big partner at a big firm.
Oh, Ingrid, we're so proud of you.
Ingrid…
I quit Parsons Valentine two weeks ago.
Why?
Because they didn't promote me.
So you try again next year.
I don't think they're ever gonna promote me.
-What did you do wrong? -Nothing! I did everything right!
If you ask nicely and say you're sorry…
But I'm not sorry. I didn't do anything wrong.
…then you can go back.
Ingrid! Ingrid!
Why does he always assume everything is my fault?
Ingrid…
…we came to America with nothing.
I know, I know. With $200 in his pocket.
Money is security.
Money is safety.
What about happiness?
I feel like if I'm not valedictorian, if I'm not cello first chair,
or big-time partner at a big-time firm, he doesn't think I'm good enough.
You know, in grad school,
he had to work as a building superintendent.
At00 a.m., he would unclog people's toilets,
clean out cockroaches.
Why do you think he did all that?
He did all that for us, for you.
For you to be happy.
Ingrid, he loves you.
-He has a funny way of showing it. -Ingrid.
Hey.
You, uh… you forgot to open this.
You know, I remember the first day you came back from Harvard.
I was sitting on the front porch for two hours before you and Dad got home.
I remember seeing you.
New haircut, new clothes,
and just this new air about you.
And a lace collar.
That was when you were going through your whole RBG thing.
I was so in awe of you.
So proud.
I'm still so proud, especially for quitting your job.
I never stopped that whole RBG thing.
Open it.
"I owe you…"
All right. Let's see.
One apartment cleaning.
"Breakfast in bed."
"One full apology."
Says it expires tonight.
Yeah. So you better cash it in while it's still good.
You remember how you wrote my essays for Princeton?
Mom and Dad told me to.
Yeah, but did you ever think about how it made me feel?
Okay, well, this doesn't sound like an apology.
If you guys are always doing stuff for me,
how do I know I can do it on my own?
How do I know I'm not a total screw-up?
Look. Mom and Dad always told me to take care of you.
To be honest,
I didn't understand why I always have to be perfect and you get
to be you.
Well…
I always thought I needed to be you.
I wanted to get into Cirque so bad to prove that I could.
And then I did something dumb,
and I hurt the last person in the world that I wanna hurt.
I'm really sorry…
I'm far from perfect.
I'm sorry too.
Sorry to call you on the day after Christmas.
You kidding? You saved me from my Aunt Shareen's potluck
-and not-so-subtle matchmaking.
Think Bend It Like Beckham in Piscataway, New Jersey.
By the way, since Ingrid quit,
I spoke to Staffing and had Justin moved to any other floor.
Thanks.
So Eliza said something about a client emergency.
Uh-huh.
Wujay.
Actually, it's Wanda Jean now.
So yeah, in the past few months, or "quarter," I guess,
I renovated rides, spiced up the food,
brought back Grammy's old holiday special events,
and got the employees, or "Fun Time Friends,"
as I like to call them, excited and happy to work on the farm again.
Damn, girl. You're like a real turnaround savant.
Um, it's like a process of corporate renewal.
Revamping value proposition, boosting employee morale, and retention--
Yeah. I mean, the board seems really happy,
but my idiot brother and sister are not.
They're always trying to make me look bad so they can get the farm.
But if the board loves you, then what's the problem?
So, last week at the holiday party,
I might have had one too many and hooked up with an employee.
Look.
As long as you guys are both adults and it was consensual--
Yeah. It was with Gordy Gander.
Gordy Gander? He was still in costume.
-You know, as a goose? -Oh.
Yeah.
Um, and, you know, someone…
…may or may not have caught it on camera.
Stewie the Squirrel.
So you fucked a goose
and you're being blackmailed by a squirrel?
Yeah. W… whatever. Listen.
I don't care what it costs.
You need to stop him before I lose the farm.
Wait. Stop.
With Javi?
I will never look at that piano the same again.
Is it serious?
I just need to focus on me right now.
Who I am and…
who I wanna be.
But you and the fuckboy are seriously serious?
He's been through a lot. And he's trying hard to be not a fuckboy.
Mmm, and the sugar mommy?
He ended it and moved out.
This is it.
The real deal. I can feel it.
We both can.
Okay. Maybe I was wrong about him.
But you were right about everything else.
Marty, Parsons,
me.
I messed up.
I'm really sorry, Tyler.
Couldn't figure out who was worse, you or Dan.
I know.
I am so, so sorry. You have no idea.
If you don't stop apologizing, I truly never will forgive you.
I don't think Rachel ever will.
I miss us.
All of us.
By this time last year,
I thought we'd all be celebrating making partner together.
I know.
Not only did none of us make partner, I screwed over my best friend,
and really screwed over Z Min, and the planet.
Mm-mm. You were just the messenger. Z got screwed because of the system.
Because of the Marty Adlers and the Ted Lassiters of the world.
Unfortunately, you can't take down The Man.
No. You can't take down The Man,
but maybe you can take down a man.
Not only is Stewie the Squirrel blackmailing Wanda Jean,
he's working a side gig in Times Square.
Nice work, Watson.
I see myself as more of an Angela Lansbury.
Only thing more fun than solving a murder is writing about solving a murder.
Yeah. Homegirl did know how to juggle a day job and a hobby.
Thanks.
Hey. Uh, how much for a selfie?
-Hundred bucks. -What?
-Twenty. -Eighty.
-Twenty. Twenty. -Forty.
Fine.
I look good.
Unfortunately, you don't.
Profiting off of Grammy Goose's characters is a breach of your employment contract
with the Fun Time Farm Interest Group and Holding.
If you wanna keep your job,
sign this NDA and delete all footage you have
of Wanda Jean Weaver.
I'm sure Brooklyn and Pryce Weaver would be more than willing to negotiate.
Let the bidding war begin.
Also, you owe me 20 bucks.
You know, I happen to know that the Fun Time Farm pays a fair wage.
So what's with the creepy side hustle?
It's not creepy. I'm just-- Whatever.
No, I'm serious. Are you saving up for something?
What do you want? What do you really want in life?
To fly.
Actually, I'm serious. I wanted to fly planes.
-You wanna be a pilot? -Yeah. But I'm 37. That ship sailed.
I'm gonna make you a deal.
50K? That's about how much it costs to get your pilot's license, right?
Yeah.
And flexible hours at Fun Time Farms so you can get your flight lessons in,
and also I won't sue your ass.
Are you seriously going to give me 50K?
Hell yeah, I am.
Look, you can't let your dreams die
just because you got caught up in the bullshit squirrel handcuffs
of your day job.
You know, you only live once,
you gotta… you gotta go after what you really want.
Okay.
I'm gonna be a pilot.
Uh-uh. No. You are the last person that I wanna see on this dying planet.
I know you're mad at me, and you have every right to be--
-No! No more lies. -I'm so sorry about what happened--
Brandon, can you escort Miss Yun out of the building, please?
We're not going to be able to take down Sun Corp,
but what if we can take down its CEO?
Ted Lassiter.
He's the problem at Sun Corp. So let's get rid of him.
It's not that easy, Ingrid.
Min now has a huge chunk of Sun Corp's shares. So does NewLeaf.
It's possible.
If we can convince your dad and work together with NewLeaf,
we can oust Ted via a shareholder block.
You're crazy. It'll never work.
"Justice calls us to right what is wrong."
"Sometimes that means we have to fight the power."
-Are you quoting Public Enemy?
Ingrid, I--
I know it's a long shot, but what do we have to lose?
I mean, you can't go down without a fight.
Not after how hard you've worked to build Green Tech and how much good it could do.
And…
…selfishly, after how much bad I did,
I have to try and make it right.
Come on, Z.
Okay.
You didn't trust Sun Corp to do the right thing,
which is why you came to Parsons.
To suss out what Ted was gonna do with Green Tech.
If you found out he was gonna kill it, you would have taken action.
Like you did with BP's attempt to purchase Gulf Energy.
If you want to make a run for the throne, you best be sure you can kill the king.
But if Ted sees us coming, he'll close ranks and be untouchable.
Right. So how much of Sun Corp does NewLeaf own?
How can we possibly trust you?
Up until very recently, you were Ted Lassiter's lapdog.
I trust her,
because only someone good feels so bad about being so…
…well, terrible.
We each have toeholds. Just under the regulated 5%.
Okay. So that's 15%.
With Min's 13, that's a total of 28.
We just need another 22% to ensure majority.
"Just"?
Look, I know it sounds crazy, but we can do this.
We can get it to 50.1% if we work together.
We've been compiling lists of Sun Corp's biggest shareholders,
but held off on a full-court press until we were confident we could win.
Will Mr. Blue Eyes be able to help?
Murphy?
Oh he has a fiduciary responsibility to Sun Corp,
so I couldn't put him in that position.
Well, what are we waiting on? Time to start dialing for votes.
Right. Um, here. How about I take the first few pages…
Sun Corp is doubling down on fossil fuels
at a time when all of society is trying to reduce carbon emissions.
Not to mention its profits in the last three quarters were short of expectations.
There's no other moral option.
Ted Lassiter's single-handedly driving this planet off a cliff.
He's a blight on humanity.
So…
…thank you.
Maybe I am crazy.
There's a fine line between madness and heroism.
Yeah. Well, "Idealism doesn't pay the rent."
And you think I've never had to pay the rent.
You know, my dad says all the idealists he knows are dead, but here we are.
Well, we're gonna need a lot more than idealism
to get through the list of all these shareholders in time.
Hey. We got this.
Do you know when Z's green energy gamble went bust,
his dad threatened to cut him off
if he didn't drop the whole renewable push?
Let me guess. He refused, and eventually, his dad came around.
No.
Z quit.
Lived out of a tent for a year,
and helped a local coastal non-profit clean up beaches.
Until his older brother finally convinced him to come back to the fold.
No. That's not what I meant. I was… No, no, no. That's not--
No, no. I… I… That's… Hello?
Hey, girl.
Now I know you're not having a party and not inviting me.
You called for NewLeaf's info. So I told Alma, who told Nihal…
Who told me.
You were gonna launch a shareholders' coup without your best friends?
Or without Brooklyn's best pizza?
You guys. Aw.
-Thank you. -We got you, girl.
This will be fun.
But just last year,
a Dutch court ruled that Shell must reduce carbon emissions by 45% by…
…offset any short-term impact on profitability.
This type of long-term IP is huge.
Yes. Oil and gas may be in fashion, but you know what's always in fashion?
Being on the right side of history.
Is this one with you too?
Justin? It's so great to see you.
Figured any help was good help.
Of course. Let me just get you set up.
Here is a shareholders list. Start making some calls.
Got it. Guess I'll set up over here.
Shareholders like you that we can face Goliath.
Yes. Thank you!
Another 1.2%!
Hey. You are a hero!
-And definitely crazy.
-Oh excuse me. -Of course.
Hey.
Hey. How are you?
Where are you?
I'm getting pizza with Tyler and Rachel.
We made up.
Oh well done. I'm really happy for you.
Thank you.
I was gonna see if I could entice you to Via Carota,
but you already have pizza.
Hey, Ingrid. Listen.
I meant what I said this morning.
I really like New York.
I may even love it here.
Yeah.
Me too.
Anyway, get back to your friends.
Thanks. Bye.
-Another 0.1%, baby. -Every bit counts.
Thank you, Rachel. Really.
And, you know, I am so--
I know. That's why I'm here.
Well, and Tyler said there'd be Peppino's.
Of course.
Tyler also said that you and pineapple marzipan are serious.
Like soulmate-destiny serious.
-Girl!
Oh and I'm sorry about…
Don't be. That was seriously never serious.
What?
Nothing.
It's just I've never seen you so happy being so unhappy with someone before.
It was summers at Kingsley Pines.
Hiking through the forest,
you know, kayaking on the lake, looking at the stars at night.
Cliché stuff, but it does really matter. Nature's good for your soul, you know?
So that's why I think it's important to get involved…
Hey, Nihal. I need you to pick something up for me.
This place is amazing.
I actually got the idea for NewLeaf watching the Patriots play the Colts.
All the lineman smashing together in a defensive line
creating this impenetrable wall.
The whole team stronger than the sum of its parts.
So I joined forces with my friends Nella and Lacey.
Three like-minded women with resources.
Working better, smarter, stronger, together.
So we've called everyone?
We've run through the entire list.
Right. Where are we gonna find another 2%?
And fast. The shareholder meeting's in two days.
What about a dawn raid? We just need someone to buy 2% when the market opens.
That's almost 300 million.
Who's got that kind of cash just lying around?
What?
Hold, please.
Hey, girl. Um, so you remember that thing we were talking about the other day?
Yeah. Not only is it a great business investment,
it's also a chance to show your board how business savvy you are.
Like true CEO material.
And you also kind of owe me for Mr. Squirrel.
I'mma call you later, okay?
Okay.
Wanda Jean Weaver, or the artist formerly known as Wujay,
is buying 2% of Sun Corp at market open tomorrow.
-We have majority!
Ingrid, we are… You…
Thank you.
-What's wrong?
Yeah, uh…
Well, that was the easy part.
Right. Now we have to go see your dad.
Bye!
Justin.
I'm really glad you came today.
Yeah. Me too.
I, um…
got you something.
I've done a lot of thinking over these last two weeks.
I know what I want is to be with you.
You wanna be with me?
Maybe.
Happy holidays, Rachel.
You're right.
Luxe is just gonna keep bullying the little guy.
Today, it's Tim Toussaint.
Tomorrow, it's some other multinational conglomerate
who'll litigate every new designer out of the game.
That's between you and your conscience.
What if you, Cara Obscura,
and the other designers Luxe bullied band together?
You're stronger together. Like… like how braided silk is stronger.
Not a bad idea.
A fashion collective.
The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.
You're just pissed off at The Man.
True. But I also know who I wanna be.
And it's not the guy in the suit, or the guy ranting on Insta.
It's the guy who rolls up his sleeves and builds something new.
Makes a real difference.
I like it.
But I have no idea how to do it.
No, but I do.
So if you vote with us,
we can oust Ted and restore Green Tech.
Is… is this really about Green Tech?
Or is it about some pretty girl turning your head upside down?
This has nothing to do with Ingrid.
Well, then Sun Corp and Ted Lassiter have been around
since before you kids have been alive.
And given that Carter isn't interested in taking over,
Sun Corp is the only choice to ensure that the Min legacy continues.
I was a choice?
With your foolish pipe dreams?
How much money do you want me to lose before I put an end to it?
I think you've wasted enough of our time.
-Yeah. Right. -Wait.
Is that you, Mr. Min?
-You came to America with nothing. -Excuse me?
You came to America with nothing.
A young computer engineer.
You believed in 3D seismic mapping when everyone was only using 2D.
Everyone thought that the 3D surveys were too expensive.
Right. A foolish pipe dream.
But you believed in it and revolutionized the industry,
and 3D mapping became the industry norm.
This is different.
You looked to the future.
Innovated.
You were a visionary.
If you wanna leave a legacy, it's not a dinosaur like Sun Corp.
Why did you work so hard? Why did you sacrifice so much?
You achieved the American dream
so that your children can have a better life.
So that they can be happy.
You look like you're having a good day.
Looks like you're gonna make it even better.
Impressive.
Hot Harvard lawyer.
Hot unemployed Harvard lawyer.
What happened?
I used to work for a big firm. Just quit.
I used to work at Deloitte.
And now?
Now I'm CFO of a small start-up.
-Impressive.
So how do you like your new gym?
Best workout of the year.
And we're just warming up.
Looks like I just got a new job.
Looks like I just got a new hire.
Hey. How's the cacio pepe?
I actually went with the wild-boar ragù.
-Iconoclast!
-Hey. So listen.
Marty's asked me to attend the Sun Corp shareholder meeting today.
Makes sense since you're the new partner on a big client.
Yeah. So…
Victoria's in town.
She's gonna be at the meeting too.
Wait. What? Why?
Don't worry. Everything's over between Victoria and I.
I don't want you to have any concerns.
I'm all-in with you.
No, I mean, why is Victoria physically attending the meeting?
She usually just votes by proxy.
Ted recently implemented a new bylaw to ward off any NewLeaf shenanigans.
Any shareholders holding 2% or more now have to vote in person.
Hey, I'm sorry. I've gotta go. Have a great shareholders' meeting.
-You there? -Where's Wujay?
-Wanda Jean. -Wanda whatever. Where is she?
No idea, but I just confirmed the purchase with her CPA an hour ago.
We need to find Wanda Jean and get her to the meeting,
or our whole plan falls apart.
Our recent merger with one of the world's strongest organizations,
Min Enterprises, also family-run, has lifted us all.
We are now one of the strongest,
most diversified energy-producing companies in the world.
Now what does that mean for all you folks here in this room today?
-Where the hell have you been? -I'm sorry. Where are we?
Shareholder proposals are next.
Where is Wanda Jean?
I may need you two… to delay.
-Stall. -"Stall"? How?
The bylaws limit proposals to five minutes max. We can't "stall."
Ask for the minutes.
Ask for the minutes of the previous meeting
to be read and approved as stipulated by the bylaws.
Usually, no one bothers, but if you request it, they have to do it.
…into Sun Corp's bright future.
Now, let's get this business over with so we can all hit the bar and celebrate.
And now shareholder proposal number one.
"Report on Post-Merger Integration," presented by shareholder Cleo Bajaj.
As a significant shareholder of Sun Corp,
I request that last year's meeting minutes be presented.
What in tarnation are you talking about?
The firm's bylaws stipulate that, if requested--
No, no, no. We… we don't do that here.
What? That's ridiculous. You want a ticket every time you jay-walk?
Next proposal.
Read the minutes as fast as humanly possible
so we can move on from whatever malarkey this is.
Okay. Last month's minutes.
A meeting was called to order at05. We had several proposals…
-I need to check on Wujay. -Go.
Hey. Where are you guys? Did you find her?
Please… please call me back.
Hey.
Hi.
What are you doing here? You looking for me?
No.
All I can say is, I'm here to right my wrongs.
You're here with Cleo and NewLeaf, aren't you?
I can't tell you for your own good.
-Just trust me on this one. -Ingrid! Ingrid!
They're done with the meeting minutes. We're running out of time.
I'll explain everything later. I promise.
Let's go.
So the world is changing,
and in order to protect and enhance value for shareholders,
Sun Corp must change as well.
Miss Bajaj, you have one minute remaining.
Over the past few years, Sun Corp has suffered high debt levels,
diminished returns…
-Hello? We need her here. Now. -We got her.
-Okay. Let's do this! -Hi.
-Bye! -Come on, girl.
An inability to maintain dividends.
Sun Corp's board of directors has a responsibility to its shareholders
to look to the future.
-It has been focused on short-term gains… -You have 30 seconds.
No. You know what? That's it. Your time's up now.
On the contrary, I think yours is.
I motion for a vote of no confidence for chairman of the board, Ted Lassiter.
Outrageous!
Rantings of a lunatic activist.
Now, if we're done with this circus, let's move on.
I second that motion.
Okay. Given protocol,
we must put this up for a shareholder vote.
All those in favor of removing Ted Lassiter
as chairman of the board, say "Aye."
Aye!
Aye.
That brings us to 48.1%.
That's short of the majority needed.
If there are no other votes, the motion is officially dis--
Aye!
And you are?
I am Wanda Jean Weaver,
granddaughter of Grammy Goose Weaver, may her soul rest in peace,
and I vote in favor of removing Ted Lassiter
as chairman of the board.
Oh and I own 2%.
That makes it 50.1%.
And the ayes have it.
-Yes!
This is horseshit!
I've got Marty.
Marty?
In the event of the ousting of the chairman of the board,
the acting chair becomes vice chair.
That would be Franklin Min.
Thank you, Cleo and NewLeaf, for your courage.
And for reminding us all that change is not a bad thing,
but actually necessary for growth.
And in that spirit of true visionary leadership,
I motion to remove Ted as CEO of Sun Corp and to replace him
with a leader who has embodied innovation and optimism.
Min Zi-Xin.
I second the motion.
Aye.
Well…
Here we go.
-I still can't believe this. -Yeah.
Oh excuse me.
Sorry. Are you mad?
"Mad"?
-I'm terrified.
You know, you're either brilliant or bonkers.
Or both.
I guess I have to update my phone
to call "Z Min" now instead of "Ted Lassiter."
An improvement, in my book.
Well, then, you're welcome.
You know, you are brilliant.
-You're definitely bonkers.
And I love you for it.
To be continued.
It's a two-week program. Anybody can do it. It's not a big deal.
This is major. It's gonna be a game-changing moment.
Hey!
Hey! So apparently the Fun Time Farm
is extremely pleased with Wanda Jean's investment.
And the free press.
Speaking of hustles,
our girl is finally committing to a relationship.
Okay. Calm down.
I… I signed up for a playwriting course at the New Heights Theatre.
-That's amazing! -Tell her
how you're gonna balance work and school.
Celibacy.
-What? -All work. No pleasure.
It's better than mixing work with pleasure.
-Tyler's going into business with Valdo. -More amazing.
-But he slept with Valdo's CFO. -No!
I can keep business and pleasure separate, right?
Uh-huh.
-None of us made partner, but… -We're okay.
Ladies, we are more than okay.
Ingrid!
Oh shit. Girl, you want backup?
No. I got this.
Go get him.
-She does have this. -Yeah. She does.
Uh-uh.
Girl… Mm-mm.
Lassiter called me. What the fuck did you do?
Justice calls us to right our wrongs.
Oh!
-You fucked up big-time, Yun. -I don't work for you anymore, Marty.
No, you don't and you're never gonna work for any other firm again.
I'll see to it personally.
I will call every shop in town. I'll have you fucking disbarred.
By the time I'm done with you,
you're gonna wish you never set foot in New York.
That would be a shame.
I'm Sun Corp now,
and if Parsons Valentine is interested in our continued business,
then I want Ingrid as our relationship partner.
Or we can take our business elsewhere.
And Parsons must implement a real diversity and inclusion program.
And not just at the junior level, all the way up to partnership.
Mmm. Sounds like the perfect partner for us.
Your perfect partner just had to be bailed out of the 20th precinct.
Well, even better. Civil disobedience.
I look forward to working with you both.
Of course.
Wonderful.
Ingrid.
Genuinely, thank you.
We are going to do great things together.
-Thanks for trusting me, Z. -Z, they're ready for you now.
Sorry.
Marty. Marty, wait. How did you know--
How did I know about you getting arrested?
A partner puts the firm first, Ingrid.
I thought I could trust you, Ingrid.
You didn't tell the firm you'd been arrested,
you didn't tell the firm you went to jail,
and you didn't tell the firm you needed to be bailed out.
But Jeff Murphy did.
I hope the two of you have fun together on Sun Corp.