Euphoria

Maddy arrived in the city with no money,

a suitcase full of clothes, and a plan.

Miss Penzler?

Hi, I'm Maddy Perez.

I read your Wall Street Journal profile

and I want to work for you.

Oh, I appreciate that, but I'm not currently hiring.

I know I'm not what you're looking for.

I didn't go to USC. I didn't even apply to college.

My parents were immigrants.

I know my generation's entitled,

but I don't believe anybody owes me anything.

I'm not a victim, I won't be an HR nightmare,

and I believe in capitalism.

Well, that's refreshing.

Miss Penzler's office, Maddy speaking.

Please hold.

It's Annie.

Hello, darling.

Yes, she's new.

Her name's Maddy.

But it's hard to be successful when you're not allowed to work.

We're not victims of circumstance.

We need to make tough decisions.

A statewide order for people to stay at home.

Fuck the police! Motherfuckers!

Mom, it's fine.

The riots haven't gotten here yet.

Yes, I have the bear spray.

All across America, young, free people

who didn't give a flying fuck about a global pandemic

packed their bags and went west.

What if you get sick and die?

I won't. I'm not old.

- Don't forget to share your location.

- Bye, Mommy. - Katelyn!

In pursuit of freedom,

fame, and fortune.

Maddy's company was paying her to stay home and do nothing.

So, she decided to do something.

Do you wanna see? So cute!

- Oh, wow! - Have you always been this charismatic?

- I think so. - It's really unique.

So, do you really manage Dylan Reid?

He's so down to earth.

I work! It's what I do!

It's the pandemic. I mean, don't take it so personally.

Everybody has had it with this thing.

People are dying out there. Nobody's working.

I'm not nobody!

- Baby, I know. - I'm Dylan fucking Reid.

Look, I think what you're doing on socials is the future.

What you need is a career architect,

and I'd love to manage you.

- Ta-da! -

And Maddy began to introduce Katelyn around town.

- I like your new friend. - Client.

- She got a big following? - Not yet.

Maybe I can help.

Once she hit a million followers...

Yo, watch out, I'm coming in, I'm coming in, I'm coming in!

it was time to cash in.

Alright, everyone say "Drill House" on three, ready?

- One, two, three. - Drill House!

So, I'm okay with, like, sexy shoots,

but not really any, like, nudity.

Yeah, it's important to have a moral code.

A lot of these girls don't.

Plus, we can imply nudity.

Sideboob, underboob.

Camel toe. A little ass cheek. Feet.

- Feet? - Feet.

It's a huge fucking market. Dirty feet.

- Ew. - Feet being cleaned.

- Okay. - Someone kissing your feet.

- Like who? - Whoever the fuck you want.

We'll build it up a toe at a time.

Mom, calm down.

- Yeah, I put the money in the account. -

Your rent check is gonna clear, I promise.

- No, I don't have time for a boyfriend. - Maddy!

- -

Wow.

She's very talented.

In her own way.

Is she single?

And a huge fan.

- Hey. - Hi.

I'm Katelyn.

Maddy said the nicest things about you.

She's so sweet.

- What are you drinking? - Old Fashioned.

What the fuck is this?

That's fake news. She's not in porn.

Call me old-fashioned, but if you're sucking your toes

and spreading your beaver, that's porn.

- The norms are changing. - Not that much.

Girls like Katelyn are going mainstream.

It's a booming industry.

Are you taking a commission?

- What are you making? - Not enough.

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Look, my mom's salon closed down

during the pandemic, so I've been helping her.

Boo-hoo! We represent actors,

not fucking porno people.

Well, there's a new middle ground

where you can transition these... - No, no, listen to me.

Dylan is a star.

Maybe not a movie star, but a television star.

His career could last 30 or 40 years

if... if... his libido

doesn't become front page fucking news.

- Okay. - Okay?

- Okay, I understand. - Don't let this happen again.

- Okay. - Good.

- - She couldn't afford

- to lose the stability Penzler provided. -

So, she was forced to let Katelyn go.

I'm sorry, I... I just don't have the time you deserve.

And a year later...

This video is for anyone

who doesn't believe you can make a real living on here.

This is what I made last month. $700,000.

So, if you're thinking of starting an account

do it!

And use my promo code.

- Cut. -

And if Maddy had followed her instincts,

she wouldn't be an assistant.

She'd actually be successful.

- - Pull!

Come on, B. Pull!

- - Whoo!

Oh, man.

She fires like a whore's asshole.

Love this shit.

Yeah.

You know, over 200 years ago

motherfuckers were leaving the safety

of their log cabins to ride out west.

They didn't know what they'd encounter.

Outlaws, Indians, grizzlies.

Whole fucking endeavor

was a roll of the die.

Question is

what am I facing?

And who are you?

- Pull! -

- -

Shit.

Alamo had me knee-deep in pig shit.

And cleaning up any trace of Tish.

Tish wasn't the first person I knew to die

of a fentanyl overdose.

But it was the first death I'd help cover up.

Laurie, Laurie, Laurie.

That shit you sold me was laced with fentanyl.

Well, you hang out with whores,

so who knows what they were doing?

Laurie, when you do something wrong,

you got to make amends.

Simple concept of reparations.

How about you take your reparations

and shove 'em up your nigger ass?

Oh, we about to make this a race thing now?

Is that how we're doing this?

You're the one talking about reparations.

There are reparations for all kind of shit,

you dumb-fuck motherfucker!

War. Injustice. Economics.

It ain't just a motherfuckin' Black thing.

I'm trying to be fuckin' fair with you,

- and now you're coming with some bullshit! -

We're not giving you a dime for a mistake we didn't make.

What Laurie didn't realize

is that it was a mistake they made.

Wayne had forgotten to tell Faye to clean the scale.

And the problem with fentanyl is, it's so strong,

it only takes a few grains to kill you.

And unfortunately for Tish,