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Here we go. Buddy Holly's a perfect example.

Buddy Holly, the day he died, uh...

Yeah, I know, he won a coin flip, or he wouldn't have been on the plane.

No, it was actually Valens that won the coin toss.

It was Buddy Holly that chartered the plane.

Do you wanna know why?

He was tired of riding in shitty buses?

No, he was tired of shitty underwear.

So he decided that he wanted to get to wherever he was going

as quickly as possible, so he could do laundry.

It's true.

You're saying "The Day the Music Died" was because of soiled briefs?

Another good example is D-Day. The Nazis knew that we were coming,

so they wanted to line the beach with tanks

so they could literally blow us out of the water.

But Hitler decided that it was a good day for sedatives.

So they couldn't wake him up

to get the final sign-off for the tanks, and the rest is history.

- What the hell are you talking about? - I'm talking about decisions.

- What, I'm Hitler in this analogy? - No.

I would hope not.

Uh, I'm just saying that any decision made, big or small,

has an impact around the world. It's difficult.

Marty, I just don't need a theoretical analysis right now.

I know. I'm just saying this is tough.

I know.

Marty, watch out.

What we're looking for is further development in the global market.

Right now, we have the number one growth percentage in our industry

throughout North America,

and have provided all of the ceramic tiling,

the high-end ceramic tiling,

that you'll see in these recent condominium projects

right here in Chicago.

The figures are all there.

Whoever we hire has the potential to benefit exponentially,

if they're in the know of proper risks...

Well, Mr. Del Rio, we're only really concerned with how much you benefit,

with the sole focus being your company's diversification.

And... And as you expand, we'll keep a cap on the number of new accounts we take on,

in contrast to these bigger firms who can easily swallow you up.

Where here, you'll be numero uno.

And what is your name?

Marty Byrde.

Mr. Byrde, I'd like to hear your thoughts.

Yeah, okay. I, uh... To be honest, you know, I...

I can't really assess much until I look at the numbers.

I'm the numbers guy.

That's a... That's a good word to remember. "Honest."

You see, these big firms, they would just jump right in

- without properly analyzing the data. - Hmm.

Very well. I'll be waiting.

Well, this could take a while.

Oh, I have time.

- Are you sure? - Okay.

You last worked for the Rush campaign?

Yes.

Yes, I did his three... his three runs.

And then I also worked for Obama's, uh, state senate race.

Yeah, but... before he was Obama.

My dad worked on one of the Rush campaigns.

- Oh, really? - Yeah.

- I'm sorry, what's your last name? - Rakowski.

Rakowski? Tim?

- Yeah. - Oh, my God!

Oh, my God, I see the resemblance. How's he doing?

Retired. We don't talk much.

Oh.

You last worked on it in...

Um, 2002.

Right.

I was really pregnant with my daughter Charlotte at the time.

I didn't think I was gonna make it.

And then I was about to come back and I... I had my son Jonah...

Well, what we're really looking for here

is a press manager with their finger on the pulse, 'cause...

You don't have your finger on the pulse, you're not gonna connect

with the 18 to 29s who are gonna swing the election.

I'm sorry, it's just, I... I know that speech.

I gave that speech

to people who sat in this chair when I was sitting in yours, so, you know...

Look, my... my résumé clearly tells you that I can do this job.

And I understand that the future of campaigning is online.

I'm on Myspace, I'm on Friendster,

and there's a new network called Facebook, which I think is gonna be influential.

So, I know how to reach young people.

I'll level with you.

You seem like a nice woman, and, clearly, you're qualified.

So is everyone else, and they're coming off recent campaigns.

I'm sorry.

Anthony, what did I tell you? Don't look at me like that. Play nice.

Think you should take your own advice, Louis.

- Really? Here in the playground? - Mm-hmm.

You people have no shame, do you? I told you to call my lawyer.

Oh, sure, I'll call, but just thought you might wanna see this.

Dad! Dad, look at me now!

You know your choices, right?

- Work with me... - Dad!

Or watch Anthony grow up from a six-by-ten

while you chow down on bean gruel with roach feces,

- and try to navigate risky showers. - Dad! Look at me, Dad!

- Your call. - Look at me, Dad!

- Damn it, Anthony, I see you! - Hey, come on, man!

You know the position you're putting me in, right?

That's the point, Lou.

Take your time.

Meet me here on Monday.

Your family will thank you.

- Shit! Fuck! - Ah.

- Well, it's straight. - Shit!

- Whatever, whatever. - I see it. You're all right.

I need more time to warm up.

All right, Del. Right down the middle.

- Have to account for the wind. - Yeah.

Yeah!

- Damn. Hell of a shot, Del. - Beautiful.

Nice tempo on that swing, too.

You've been playing since last time.

Not really.

Listen, I had a thought.

You know, Chicago fucking winters are brutal. I can't take it.

It might be beneficial for both of us

if I set up a shop somewhere warm, like where you're at.

- Maybe down in the Caymans. - Louis?

Yeah?

A man who only talks business is a failure in all aspects of life.

Just golf.

This is vacation.

Don't you worry, Louis.

Old Brucey's just getting warmed up.

When he starts talking about himself in third person, we're golden.

And here comes the pain.

Eh...

Fuck.

Okay.

- Huh? - The best smack talk? No talk at all.

I wish restaurants still had smoking sections, you know?

Mm. You should run for office on that platform, Ma.

Yeah, maybe I will. Couldn't be any worse.

So how's work?

- I left that job. - Why? I thought you loved it.

You know, I had to reschedule one day, last minute. They pitched a fit.

And I did a damn good job for them, too.

- What... so you were fired? - It was mutual.

This is the second time this month that you left a job.

Oh, come on, please. My ankle's been bothering me.

Okay.

- Hi, Barb. - Oh, hi, sweetie.

- Hey. - Sorry I'm late.

Oh, what? You never seen a kiss before?

Shh.

- So, what did I miss? - Ma was just pining for the days

when you could get lung cancer with your lunch.

My dad would agree with you.

No... You know, it's our generation.

But, you know, he never gives me credit for how progressive I am.

He kept you a secret from me for over a year.

It was for your own protection, trust me.

Yeah, right. I couldn't be happier you got each other.

Now I don't have to worry about some floozy breaking his heart.

No. No, you do not.

Oh, I'll be right back.

Um, get me a box for this, please.

- I'm full. - Sure.

- Is everything good? - Yeah.

- What do you mean? - Nothing, it's just...

She seems a little off.

Well, she just lost another job.

Oh, okay.

What?

I didn't say anything.

No, but you were obviously thinking something.

- Are you irritated? - No.

But what were you thinking?

Well, she's just, you know...

Her eyes, it looks like she might be on something.

- Like what? - I don't know.

- Pills, possibly. - No.

She went through all that when she moved out.

Okay.

I just think I'm pretty sure I would know if she was on something.

Hey, she's your mom,

but from what I've seen, the ones closest to the person often miss it.

I mean, they can't imagine a loved one doing that to themselves.

It's almost like they cook it so more people get sick and have to be admitted.

Sound fucking business plan, you ask me.

- No good, huh? - No bueno.

Thanks for coming. Really appreciate it.

Are you kidding me? Where else would I be? Come on.

Though I did see a hot candy striper on the third floor,

so I'm gonna have to duck out and say hello...

- Hmm. - For a few.

- All right. - Have some action.

Mm-hmm.

Look, Marty, if you need help...

with anything... like, anything, watching the kids...

- You've never watched kids in your life. - That is true, but how hard could it be?

They're just like you and me, only... only smaller.

You'd be surprised.

Marty, you can't blame yourself for what happened.