Billions

Previously on Billions...

They're in this. I can't look away from it anymore.

The Ice Juice short, how do I get a piece of that?

- I can make it happen. - As much as I can get.

Will your father hold up under questioning?

He's not taking my counsel at the moment.

Do you want access?

Yes, I believe I do.

Just trace amounts on my signal.

We have you pissing in the soup.

And people's lives were placed in jeopardy.

I was told they weren't in any danger...

The man who instructed you. Describe him.

Fifties. Bald. Glasses...

After 18 hours, the toxin would evaporate.

Do you want us to check his lab?

And his home.

I told you: I disposed of the slide.

How?

You have to trust me.

If you don't want to get on the stand,

then there needs to be physical evidence.

An item that could speak for you.

Finally got my read.

He's made a deal with the government, and I'm fucked.

We wear them for two reasons.

To keep the aromas from escaping,

and to hide this shameful and depraved act

from god.

Well, if there were a god, I think he'd know.

Fifty thousand.

The other 50 and the visas for your family

you will get on completion.

- Thank you. - If all goes well,

we'll have them out of Congo and in the States by summer.

And your Axelrod will be where I once was.

Mm.

You have the item?

In here.

Now, the slide has an 18 hour half-life at room temperature,

so make sure you plant it in Axe's medicine cabinet

or someplace away from sunlight.

Infiltration of Axelrod's penthouse

involves the highest degree of difficulty.

However, he will be at Art Basel in three weeks...

The luxe life rolls on unabated...

Mechanical work is scheduled while he's away.

I will, uh, execute then.

Look, I don't want you to get in trouble.

I won't.

Do you even know who I...

Why don't you get on the little earpiece and talk to the people in there?

I am Head of Compliance.

Authorized personnel only.

They'll authorize me.

You're not on the list.

But those two are?

Jury consultants.

You give a guy a little bit of authority.

Mason, Taylor.

Nope.

They're clearly jealous of my standing in the company.

Pricks.

Status on the slide?

The slide is not in evidence at Eastern.

Officially.

Somehow that doesn't give me comfort.

Even if we could compromise an assistant at Eastern

or remotely access the FBI case file...

They'd hide it under a code name.

Our motion to dismiss is a much more direct solution.

If Eastern has the slide, the motion forces them

to reveal the evidence to prove they have a case.

And if they don't?

Bryan Connerty has very little

on which to mount his prosecution.

- You need me? - Do you need me?

If you come in, you got to retain Bach's services.

Attorney-client privilege.

I don't need ya that bad.

Ooh.

Thank you.

Nice weeds.

So, this guy or...

girl or... whatever

couldn't spring for roses?

I'd have gotten you a k.d. Lang album

and tickets to UFC, cover all the bases.

They're delphiniums.

The petals are clustered according to the Fibonacci Sequence.

Also called the Golden Ratio.

It's a series of numbers in which each number is

the sum of the two preceding numbers.

It's frequently echoed in art and in nature.

That's a good gift too, then.

So, who's the lucky... person?

Hmm.

From "Oscar."

Recent trip to Silicon Valley.

Langstraat?

A big Billie.

Nice.

That long distance shit works for you?

If we were in the same place, but each drawn to work

with 90 percent of our time, it would be awkward,

or make it seem like our feelings didn't matter.

This is better.

Yo, quants.

You have back-test results for me?

This is based on the exact specs you gave me.

Not exactly, no. The specs I gave you were not a wish list.

They included a threshold for returns, which this simulation fails to meet.

Can you give us next steps, then?

Vary position size when the system

underperforms the market, re-test and report back.

You know, every time I eat pig's ears,

I'm reminded of how alert and alive they once were.

Makes me feel a little bad.

Favorite thing on the menu.

Of course, you can have them slice it for you

if it offends your sensibilities.

No. I feel a little bad about a lot of things I do.

Doesn't stop me.

That's the way.

Mmm!

Zinfandel goes nicely, too.

Mm.

We need to begin time-lining your run.

Scheduling events. Introducing you to some people.

Uh, we couldn't, not while I'm still in office.

Not as an official candidate, of course.

But we'll have some dinners.

Casual.

But not at all casual.

For the money folk, it's a lot like watching

morning workouts at Churchill Downs.

They get a feel for you.

They, uh, assess your stride.

Then they decide how much they're gonna wager.

Mm. While I work up a good sweat.

I look forward to it.

I need to know you're squared away.

I'm as locked down as a Firstie at West Point, sir.

The Axelrod situation will resolve itself very soon,

and favorably.

Then I will be unencumbered.

How's your marriage?

Well, a man who makes proclamations on that

tempts fate.

But solid.

Good.

Well, if you do have a good one, the campaign'll push it to the brink.

- Mm. - If you don't...

if there are any weaknesses...

it'll blow out like a bad sidewall.

No concern there.

I'll need to sit with her.

Grand. Do it.

Good. Well, very good, really.

Nice eye contact.

You've always been a man of purpose.

Which is exactly what we need.

But we'll also turn you into a man of the people.

I look forward to meeting Wendy.

This is it, right,

the dismissal hearing?

Boss, I got a good feeling about this.

Glad you're so confident.

Already put the Pink Champipple on ice.

Any day now, you're gonna be back to trading,

and everything'll be like it's supposed to.

Hold the bubbly, Billy Buck Buck.

- No premature Cele... - Today's about recon.

I'll look in their faces; See if they have something to hide.

Great suit.

Bespoke? Are those surgeon's cuffs?

Not a good time, leech.

Am I gonna have to Mills Lane every interaction between you two?

- 'Course not, come on. - You're on your way to court.

I've worked with Bryan Connerty,

studied him.

I can mirror the way the guy thinks.

You ever want to bounce anything off of me...

We know where to find ya. Thanks.

Anyway, I'm right.

I feel it in my 'nads.

Are they ever wrong?

Spring break senior year.

Seٌor Frog's.

Other than that... hundred percent.

Go get 'em, Axe!

Ready?

I guess.

I have the case, I just don't have the evidence.

Wrong answer.

You know the mantra over at the DEA?

If you ain't got video, you ain't got shit.

Well, we ain't got video, Oliver. We got theories.

If I were DeGiulio I'd dismiss this case.

Well, I do that too;