Made For Love

Love.

It's the center of our lives.

But our lives have changed.

The world has evolved around us.

I should know. I'm Byron Gogol.

And at Gogol Tech, we evolve communication.

We've created your phones, your computers, your software,

and now it's time for love to evolve too.

Now you and your loved one can truly come together.

Every thought, every feeling, shared.

Your brains, fully connected.

A network of two.

We made it possible because you were...

Made for Love.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Fuck! Ow!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Hey.

That was good?

- So good. - Mm.

Are you good?

Do you want me to...

I'm fine.

I'm gonna go swim with Zelda

before they come for me.

You're the one who matters.

So I wanted to ask you,

how do you feel about singing tonight?

What do you say?

Give them the full show?

Sure.

- These riots are the latest display

of Gogol's dominance across the globe.

- Wow, the mini tablet release last night

caused customers to riot in several countries.

You gotta see this chaos.

They're losing their mind.

Congratulations.

- Oh, four injured in London, seven in Munich.

You gotta listen to this.

- As with every launch, rumors of a public appearance

by the reclusive CEO proved unfounded.

Byron Gogol and wife Hazel have not been seen

outside the walls of the Hub,

Gogol's tech campus, in ten years.

- Why would we ever leave the Hub?

- You should send free tablets to the 11 who were injured.

- That's a brilliant idea, noodle.

I know.

Ah.

Dork Patrol's here.

- Duty calls. -

- Top of the morning. Big day today.

I get the jitters on these big event days, you know?

I don't know why.

I guess it's something like

that first-day-of-school feeling.

How did Zelda's swim go?

Did she seem distracted at all?

Not at all, why?

Wha--is there a problem with her data reading?

No, her data read is fine.

No, she's just, um,

she's unhappy.

Well, cheer her up.

I'll see you tonight.

You wanna try to loosen them up before I get there?

Yeah, I know the drill.

Love you.

I love you too, noodle.

- Hi, stop! Stop, stop!

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Okay.

- So you're not gonna say nothing?

What?

Rise and grind!

You're listening to Morning Wood with El Perro.

On Q109.1.

Are you El Perro?

Are you for serious?

You been living under a rock or something?

Basically.

I haven't seen real money in ten years.

[lively electronic music playing]

- Hello, Hazel. It's time for your nap.

All right, all right.

- You're kidding yourself, Herb.

No way this thing flies.

It's gonna fly eventually.

Spark plug.

- Just tell him you changed your mind

and you want the station wagon back.

- You know, when I get this working--

and I will-- and all the ladies come around,

and they start begging for a ride to the clouds,

you're gonna be sorry that you weren't nicer to me.

- Well, it would be easier to get the station wagon

in the sky than this thing.

- Are you okay, honey? -

Oh.

Jesus, Herb, what's in here?

That's a little moonshine.

I thought it was water.

- You should know with your dad it's never water.

- I didn't know you wanted water!

Is that what you wanted?

Hello, Hazel.

It's time for your appointment with Bennett.

I prefer sample three.

Amazing taste.

And...

this last little guy is straight from Byron.

Um, he's wondering if you might confirm your response

to questions four and five

in review of orgasm 3,248.

Why?

You gave five stars

in response to "Please rate mood following orgasm."

Would you like to amend that? - Uh, no.

Because my mood was five stars

following this morning's orgasm.

It's still five stars. It's five stars right now.

- Uh, just initial right there then.

And that is all for today, Mrs. G.

Easy pussy. Eaty pussy.

It's "easy-peasy."

Easy-peasy. Yeah.

Thank you.

- Good luck tonight. The board loves you.

You're Byron's secret weapon.

Why are we stopping?

- End of the line, little mermaid.

I gotta get to work.

- No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no.

Hey, so, um,

I'm--I'm--I'm in danger,