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Previously on "Billions"...
The only enemy more dangerous
than a man with unlimited resources...
is one with nothing to lose.
And that is what you are looking at
right here.
This is for you...
Look at them. With that morning-after glow.
This is what your wife is out doing.
You see things differently.
That's an edge. Congratulations.
All the analysts now answer to you.
We've long suspected criminal activity at Axe Capital.
- Do you know how to do this? - Some parts of the job
are pretty intuitive.
Is there any law enforcement here?
No.
You let me know if any show up.
- You should name a C.I.O. - I'll do it.
But I'm not running with you. And neither are the kids.
So, you do what you got to do, but we're staying.
Black Jack Foley.
- How are you, Charles? - I'll be better
if you help me out with a little something.
Jack.
Will you make me governor?
The Ice Juice IPO never tracks back to my family,
to my father's investment.
Get out of the stock, Chuck. They're gonna crush you.
Wow, I'm glad to see you view me as so defenseless.
The Ice Juice short, how do I get a piece of that?
Ice Juice never made anyone sick.
You baited him?
You used my company, my career, my future...
Where do you get the fucking nerve?!
I am done with you.
You've been named interim U.S. Attorney
for the Eastern District.
You didn't think this shit happened by accident,
did you, Mr. Dake?
I've arranged that you'll lead the prosecution at Eastern.
Tell Sacker I'm gonna make her Chief of Crim.
I'm gonna find it.
Whatever thread you left behind.
And I am gonna pull on it
until your whole fucking world unravels.
I might go down behind all of this,
but you are gonna be right there next to me.
Worth it.
[Garrett T. Capps' "Born in San Antone" ]
I'm from horse country, Chuck, West Texas.
My family bred 'em, American quarterhorses.
Those babies fetch quite the price,
so we were real gentle with the product.
We used teasers.
Those are stallions you put into the stall
with the sole purpose of making sure the mare's in heat,
primed for breeding.
Now, a teaser, he doesn't get to do any fucking.
He's just there to get the mare ready.
Take her kicks.
Try to mount, take some more kicks.
By God, that teaser,
he's got a rager going on the whole dang time.
But that doesn't matter.
As soon as that dam is ready,
we yank that teaser out of there, lead the real stud in,
and he gets to do all the fucking.
Teaser has to make do with some mangy hay and a bucket of oats.
Brutal.
Yeah, nature often is.
Right now, you're that teaser, aren't you,
with Dake prosecuting Axelrod?
He's getting all the credit
for putting the cuffs on him and freezing his assets.
Dake is fucking Axelrod right now in front of everybody,
and you, you're back in the barn,
nursing your rager with a bucket of oats.
Well, as long as justice is served,
credit doesn't matter at all, General.
Good.
Why don't you tell me how it really makes you feel
to see Dake with the lariat in his grip?
You'd like to tear that case from him with your bare hands
and leave him crying in the gutter.
Hmm?
You got some wolf in you,
which is why you're not getting fired.
Not quite yet, anyway.
No, sir, you are among the blessed few.
It's end times for most of your brethren,
but you have not been raptured yet.
I've only kept on seven U.S. attorneys
since the president was good enough to appoint me
Attorney General of these United States.
I just wanted to make sure our agendas are aligned
when it comes to that justice you spoke of
moments ago.
These high-profile cases you and your people have working?
Heap of Wall Street-related matters.
Well, the markets are within my purview.
Well, that may be,
but I come from baseball country.
We learn at an early age
that a tie goes to the runner.
And that is how I want you to think of our business community
and its leaders from now on.
Now, look, if there's a clear crime,
then, by all means, you go after it.
But if it's a bang-bang play, don't call a man out on a win.
Just let that rally continue.
I thought you come from horse country.
West Texas contains multitudes, Chuck.
Ahh.
Prioritize the cases that make sense.
You know what to do with the rest.
They're marked so there's no confusion.
Come on, let's schottische on into this ballroom.
Come on.
[The Dictators' "The Next Big Thing"]
First order of business.
There's going to be an idea dinner night after tomorrow.
- Platinum invite list... - Fuck. Fuck that.
Fuck having this meeting without Axe here.
Fuck all of this.
- Easy, "Dollar" Bill. - Nothing about this is easy.
I've been humping my ass into the city,
hour and a half in traffic, into this swanky Manhattan office,
and you haven't called a single meeting
because the government's frozen all the assets.
So when you called this meeting,
I assumed that meant it was go-time
and they've finally been unfrozen.
Not yet. Still frozen like Otzi in the goddamn Alps.
That's the Frozen Man, right?
I need those funds to flow
like the Kancamangus Rapids.
I'm ready to rock and roll on full auto
right the fuck now.
Where the hell is Axe?
I'm over here!
Cool bachelor pad... bro.
I wasn't gonna stay in Westport.
Guys like you head to the city
when their marriages fall apart
for the same reason birds fly south
instead of freezing their asses off.
It's in the genetic code.
You're the first person to see the place.
Other than the kids.
What do they think?
It's stocked with video games and snacks.
They seem fine.
How about you?
Did you just change out of the pajamas
three minutes ago?
Are you planning to come to the office anytime soon?
Yeah, once my assets are unfrozen.
Should everyone else go home, too?
Not if they want to stay on the payroll.
That's inspiring stuff.
Must be what Kennedy said to his staff
during the Cuban missile crisis.
Kennedy wasn't under as much pressure as I am.
I tell you, Bobby, it's times like these I...
I wish you hadn't fired Dr. Gus.
Why?
Because this...
is a fuckin' disaster.
I get it! I get it.
You're worried that every day you're on the sidelines
makes it harder for you to make your numbers for the year.
Not harder. Impossible.
- Right? - Well, know this.
You won't fall below the hard deck.
No one is crashing and burning.
If you come through for me now, you will all make a bonus
of at least what you made last year.
But first, you need to deliver on today's mission.
The idea dinner.
Top-ten hedge-fund managers in the city will be there.
These rat fucks
are how these billionaires measure themselves.
Even being in the room confers upon you
almost mythical status,
like you're a knight of the Round Table.
- They ride in on horses? - Maybachs.
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