Poker Face

Trainer: (on bike) Alright, everyone, we're gonna

increase the resistance by five

between 30 and 40...

App: Aww.

Trainer: Nice, everyone, great work. Keep it up!

App: Aww.

Trainer: Let's stay motivated, folks.

Forward, forward, forward.

App: Aww.

-Fuck. Fuck. -(alarm beeping)

That's right, Bobby. Heavy snow is on the way

if it's not already here.

And with a winter weather advisory

now in place across the state,

we are asking that if you can stay inside

this evening, please do so

because we're expecting most mountain passes

to be snowed in.

This storm has already crippled Denver

with road closures and blackouts

throughout the metro area.

Several feet of snow are expected tonight

as this front moves from west to east.

Well, luckily, the storm system should break

before tomorrow morning's commute begins.

But we are keeping our eye on the radar,

and we will continue to update you

with further developments.

Officer Buckley, I was just about to call you.

Officer Buckley: Yeah, sure you were, Nelson.

So the storm took down our monitoring system.

Your device will be out through the night,

but conditions on your parole still apply.

Do I need to remind you of the consequences

if I don't hear from you?

No, sir. I understand.

Officer Buckley: Good. I'm coming to check on you

at 7:00 a.m. when the system's back online.

You got that?

-Got it. -Officer Buckley: Alright, Trey.

Don't do anything fuckin' stupid.

-(hip-hop music playing) -(whooping)

Fuck. Yes!

Ahhh!

Fuck.

Trey: Jesus.

Hey.

Hey.

Fuck.

Hey, brother.

How you doin', man?

Cool, so listen...

Hey, man.

I am so sorry about this.

This whole thing is fuckin' nightmare. I--

Goddammit, it's good to see your face, man.

What's it been like, a year?

Y-years?

What do you think's going to happen here, Trey?

I need to use the spot.

Hey.

Alright, uh, I'm going to go.

Look, man, I am a piece of shit,

and you are a true friend, brother.

But I, I do have to go.

But I'm going to text you.

We're going to talk this all out.

Okay.

You know what?

Let's, let's talk it out now.

Let's, let's go inside. Let's get a drink.

Everything's going to be good. Okay?

Okay.

You still got my stash?

Ahhh, yeah, you do.

Place hasn't changed a bit.

Neither have you.

Here you go, buddy.

I don't know how you drink that shit, man.

It brings me back.

To better times.

I owe you a lot, brother. I know that.

And I am sorry that I didn't call you

as soon as I got back into town.

It's been a fucked-up year.

Can I show you something?

Look at this shit.

Some asshole at my firm couldn't make his nut,

he goes all whistleblower,

accuses everyone of insider trading,

some bullshit.

They make me take the fall.

Now I'm six months into a 14-month sentence,

losing my fucking mind.

Six months?

You been back for six months,

and this is how I hear from you.

I was on house arrest.

Yeah, you on phone arrest too?

Bro, I was embarrassed.

Okay? The whole town knows me as this big shot,

and then I come back

with a tag on my ankle like some cow.

Yeah, sure. It's humiliating for you being back here, huh?

I didn't say that.

It's just you're like family to me

and I...

I didn't want you to know.

Anyway, looks like you're doing great. Huh?

Your pops left you the place?

Yeah. It's been a real picnic.

You got your family's money and you go to Stanford,

and I get stuck in this fucking dump, you know.

Fuck.

You don't know what this place was like after all of it.

You were gone.

Everywhere I looked, I saw her face.

It's the power.

It does this during storms.

Oh, you, you, you want to go?

Yeah, no, you should fucking go.

Look, there's nothing I can say to help

what happened.

Maybe we just shouldn't talk about it.

Yeah, right. I mean, you got what you wanted. Yeah.

-I didn't say that. -I'm not a fuckin' idiot, Trey.

I know I didn't go to college, but I know what I'm here for.

You know what? How about I just give you some money.

Man, it's the same damn thing since we were kids.

I don't need that shit.

Okay.

Fuck you too, then.

And I went to Harvard. Not fucking Stanford.

The roads in are shut down.

Hold on. Hold on.

Hey!

Hey, she's hurt. I think we need some help.

Alright. Looky here.

More trees.

Oh, hi.

You know, there's probably even more trees over that way

at the scenic overlook of trees.

Enjoy.

Anything I can help you with?

Oh, no, I'm good. Just trying to get off

these never-ending mountains from hell.

-Why would you want to leave? -Charlie: Hmm?

Oh, hi.

Uh, well, that's a quality question.

I guess I just don't really go in for heights.

It, uh, whacks out my nasal passages.

It's a real...

You don't really need to know all this, but it is a mess.

Can I show you something?

Well, I'd love to, but I've got a very strict

no second location policy.

Served me well, kept me from getting Zodiac'd.

And I have been kind of

a death magnet this past year, so...

No, no, but, uh...

Well, we do all have to go sometime.

Let me just fold up my map.