The Devil Has a Name

Been doin' some readin' sugar plum.

My boy got ahold of your private electronic correspondence.

Mm, slanderous stuff.

All pointin' fingers and wild accusations.

The last confined gasps of a little girl

who could not cope with failure, with ruination.

Consider this your invitation to the death march

of Gigi Cutler, Queen of California.

Houston City, Wednesday week.

We'll provide the golden parachute.

All you've gotta do is jump.

Between you and me, I'm just plain tickled to see it.

Bye bye now.

Is that Gigi Cutler?

Yep.

- Lookie here. - Who do we have?

Just walked up,.

Shore Oil and Gas, how can I help you?

Oh.

Lookie here at this piece of shit like you.

Gigi, lovin' the tie.

He had to tie it on in Texas.

Aw, honey you got some smut,

you got a little spunk there on you.

Consider yourself lucky it's just tuna.

Folks around here get fiery.

Not 300 miles away is where what's

his face got shot in the melon.

Who is that?

JFK.

Culled like a veal calf for his premature ambitions.

I'll say this much for LBJ, that swingin' dick

could not abide whipper snappers.

Now you've been gunnin' after my gig, Gigi.

You mighta had it, too.

Risin' star, young blood, lady parts.

Whipper snapper.

Lucky then the board's gonna save

me the trouble of pullin' an LBJ

and havin' to pop a bullet in your brain pan.

Gentlemen?

Enjoy your last ride through Dallas, baby.

Won't be in a convertible.

Now Gigi, I believe you know the boys.

Gentlemen.

Miss Cutler, we are gathered here today

to ascertain how you came to lose so much

so quickly that we may, God willing,

avoid such losses in the future.

Testify.

Our losses were well within,

- well within the parameters... - Shut up!

Just shut the hell up!

Now, I don't know where the hell

you think you are but this is Houston City,

this is win town, baby!

I got a skyscraper full of victorious sons of bitches,

damn world conquerors and they're wanderin' around

like their peckers have been cut off

because mama didn't bring home the W.

Now, no excuses, G.

What the Devil went wrong out west?

Gentlemen, I have come to find the Devil has a name.

God damn it, Fred!

You're growin' Elms, you're in Eden.

Almonds, you're east.

Central California to be exact.

I said four!

You did not!

Four!

There are 53 different types of nuts in the world.

Fred!

- Son of a bitch! - He was on of 'em.

Hey, is that any way to speak to a neighbor?

You wanna know somethin'?

You were never this mean when Nancy was alive.

What the hell

did you just say?

Hey, Wally.

How's it goin'?

Make him see some damn sense.

Where you goin', neighbor?

In the immortal words of our illustrious leader,

"Who knows the true meaning

"of?"

Miss Cutler,

had you met the bastard previously?

The year before it all started,

at a fundraiser for our local government.

The Congressman thanks you.

The Congressman owes me.

Gigi Cutler?

You are?

Your neighbor.

Frederick Stern at my birth and Fred to my colleagues

and Freddy if it's personal,

so you can call me Fred.

Charmed.

Are you enjoyin' this?

Mm, all these fat cats and big wigs lookin' your way,

prayin' to get a smile from Shore Oil's

newly appointed representative.

Do I detect a hint of hostility?

No, hell no.

Just plain curiosity.

Hm.

Freddy.

That'd be herself wantin' another spin.

Well, it's been a hoot with you, G.

Shall we my dear?

- Hi, Nancy. - Nice to see you, Sadie.

Freddy.

Still keepin' it goin', huh, Santi?

Someone has to, you're always in your cave.

How do you say impertinent prick in Spanish?

Nice try.

You've been workin' for me for, what?

With you.

- For me for what, 25 years? - 30.

You gotta have enough saved up

by now to get a patch of your own.

Hell, you could probably buy a piece of mine.

You lookin' to sell?

Are you makin' me an offer?

For this?

Hell no.

- Ours was a brief exchange. - What the hell?

But you could see it in his eyes,

- And I say what the hell? - plain as day.

The hunger, the greed.

Men like that spend their

whole lives searchin' for that easy money.

I wouldn't touch it without gloves.

The Devil didn't realize it yet,

but he'd finally found his in us.

After you discovered the pollution,

how did you proceed?

With someone desperate,

someone ambitious, morally malleable.

Farm boy turned advertising hack.

Alex Gardner.

Sansei Aqua.

Pure as the pond, fresh as the sushi within.

Pardon?

No, this is just part of my creative process.

I had this perspective client, Sansei Aqua,

top ranked Japanese themed vitamin water brand.

Hey, should I be wearin' one of those.

Yep.

What?

You know what this is, Alex?

For every gallon of crude oil sucked

from this Earth comes 15 gallons of?

Water.

No good to any living thing.

What's wrong with it?

Besides the fact that it's radioactive?

You're joking.

Is cancer a joke?

What's it doin' here?

Evaporating, percolating,

and it travels.

Want some water?

It'll rot your pipes.

I know what I'm gonna be doing tomorrow.

Listen to this.

"My daughter Ivanka,

"will be on "Fox & Friends" tomorrow morning.

"Enjoy."

I will.

She's cute.

How are the trees?

We're gonna need some help.

Are you in the market?

You think I'd be sitting here

with you if I could afford a boat?

So you're browsing?

- Hm. - Browsing.

What are you doin' Santi?

What the hell are you doin'?

What?

What?

Why are you takin' a picture of Nancy's...

It's been a year, Fred.

Santi, Santi, I'm sorry, I didn't...

You're too heavy!

If I fall, I fall on you.

Communist bastard!

I'm not a communist!

I'm an anarchist.

Nobody knows the difference.

You got your finger in my eye!

Well you got your finger in my nose.

Get your finger outta my nose.

I'm too old for this.

Are you kiddin'?

My ass so God damn heavy.

Okay.

Tomorrow.

- Okay. - Get outta here.