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Another ad shows third graders
that they can live forever in Forever Ever Land
like Peter Pan.
Third graders.
Ms. Slack.
Whose idea was advertising to kids?
- Hers. - The court reporter?
May I remind you that you're under oath?
It was me.
- -
I was going through a tough time at home.
Helmüt cheated, I cheated.
At a certain point, there were a lot...
Lucy is getting divorced? Oh.
That is hilarious.
Why don't you have any top sheets?
Maybe we should upload her kid.
Then she can say she put her money where her mouth is.
Oh, you look hungry.
Want to golden retriever some popcorn?
Could you repeat the question?
- I could eat. -
Holden killed it this morning.
Horizen looks terrible.
You know, maybe enough so people will demand
to own their own brain scans.
Just give me one state, okay?
Make me legal in SoCalifornia, so I can make some money.
Wait.
Why do you need to make money?
I mean, with my new job,
I am keeping you in marshmallows.
Yeah. Well, I don't know.
I thought it might be nice
for you and me to go to Montreal.
Montreal?
Yeah. It's very romantic.
It is romantic.
And expensive.
Like a honeymoon destination.
So, when you're thinking about the future
and something big you want to save up for,
you're thinking a trip to Montreal?
Yeah.
I had to borrow Nora's cryptocard
just to buy this one apple.
So? I-I don't get the problem.
I want to support myself.
So you can play the field.
Yes. No. No.
What? The opposite, okay?
Nora, she stuck by me.
I'm never going anywhere ever again without her.
I'm ready to take the next step.
Man, your life.
So I'm gonna take her to Montreal.
Fly her father in if he can travel.
But...
I need to find a place with good Internet
and a big screen,
'cause I need you to be my best man.
Yes!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Best man!
And I give a toast and officiate.
I should probably wear my uniform at some point.
God, there's just gonna be so many costume changes.
Okay, it's not an awards show.
For you it's not.
One out...
Wow.
That was some secret stuff.
Swear you didn't hear that.
I swear.
Can we go back to Karina?
I don't think she has a conscience.
I can't tell when she's ly...
Uh, Luke, more bubbles, for God's sakes.
I can't tell when she's lying, and she lies a lot,
which is scary as fuck.
I think she's too icky to date.
And I've dated DJs and a magician.
Dump her, you could lose your job.
- Dump her, I could lose my life. - Easy.
Yes, she is an evil pirate.
But we're pirates, too, remember?
Good pirates.
And it's up to the good pirates to take down the evil pirates.
Pirate style.
"Pirate style."
And I think she's the only person that can... Hey.
We're missing a link in the chain.
Freeyond was created
by the upload companies and Choak using
your code that he bought with Kannerman.
So that connection makes them all liable,
but we need a witness to confirm it.
Hmm, and that can't be me.
Right. Your brain is Horizen property
until we get the law changed.
It has to be Ingrid.
- Oh. - We'll fly you two
to L.A. on the private jet.
You can take her out to the best restaurant in the city,
wine her, dine her, pop the question.
Well, I-I don't have anything to wear.
Oh, expense account, lady.
You earned it.
Uh...
If... if it'll help the case, yeah.
Guys, we need your help
with something risky that could possibly get you in trouble.
I'll do it.
In exchange for free access to the bathrooms.
It's already free.
Then who have I been Venmoing?
- What do you want? -
I want blue jeans.
I want to wear them on Fridays.
Jeans?
I've never worn them before, and they look cool.
- Let's get the man some jeans. - Yes.
I should've asked for that.
You're allowed to wear jeans.
Can't afford the permit.
I'm...
What?!
Fuck!
- Hi. - Hi.
Uh, under Nora Antony.
You're the first to arrive. Shall I seat you?
Uh, no, that's okay.
I'll wait, uh...
right here.
No problem.
Aw.
Hello.
Hello, cutie.
Sorry, guys.
Hey, handsome.
You...
you look gorgeous.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
It's a Drental.
You think two hours is enough?
It's making me want to go to Montreal right now.
Man, what is it about you and Montreal?
It's-it's got Mile-End, okay?
One of the most cool
and unique neighborhoods in the world,
according to Cinnabonpedia, so...
Okay, weirdo.
Right this way, please.
- Thank you. -
- Hey. - Hey.
Um, is Ingrid with you yet?
No, she's a little late.
Uh, hey, good news: My head's not gonna explode anymore.
That's awesome.
Nora and I are gonna celebrate
by going to Montreal after the trial.
Okay, that's random.
Uh, make sure you check out Mile-End though.
- Yeah. - Hey, uh, do me a favor.
Don't keep Ingrid out too late, okay?
I've got something special planned tonight.
Okay. Yeah, why? What's going on?
I'm gonna propose.
Uh...
Really? When?
- Tonight. - Tonight.
Something wrong?
No, that's...
great timing.
I'm very excited for you guys.
Thanks.
Okay, I got... I got stuff to prepare. Bye.
Bye.
That's cool.
Yeah.
Romantic.
You know, that he clearly knows what he wants.
Oh, incoming.
Well, this place is banging.
Did you see in the corner, Sofia and Jayla?
No nannies.
Okay, they should not be drinking.
Definitely not Sofia.
She's in AA.
Wow.
Here we are.
All three of us really doing this.
- So weird. -
Okay, I'm not doing a threesome.
What? No, that's not what...
I'm just saying, I'm not doing it.
We can talk about it.
Maybe for your birthday.
Nora only gets to watch.
Uh... I-Ingrid?
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