Jinki:Extend (Jinki: Extend)

Boys, boys.

You notice anything different about me?

Uh, no, but I noticed

something different about your mom

when I left her house this morning.

-Oh! Boom! -You just got Ari'd.

Nice, Ari.

No. New suit.

David set me up with his tailor.

My guy's a magician.

He'd have to be to make Trevor look hot.

-You just said Trevor looked hot. -You love Trevor.

Damn it.

Pinkus, hand me my briefcase.

And open it for me.

-I'm sorry, what... -Am I the summer associate?

He's not. Right, right.

Pinkus. So dumb.

Ugh. Chekhov Chill?

Oh! You just got chilled.

You guys.

Chug, chug, chug, chug,

chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug,

chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug,

chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug...

All right, all right, I have an announcement.

That's actually a celebratory cocktail,

'cause starting this Monday, you are no longer lowly scum.

You are a full member of the team.

No. No way. I'm getting promoted?

Mazel, Pinkus, and we're taking you out tonight.

Yes! Yeah, my folks are in Europe,

so we're hitting the country estate.

Pinkus, Pinkus,

Pinkus, Pinkus, Pinkus, Pinkus,

Pinkus, Pinkus...

This is gonna be the best night ever!

Yeah!

Episode Title: "Trevor's Pants" Aired on: March 31, 2022.

Subtitles Synchronized by srjanapala

No, that's great.

Uh-huh. We'll be here.

That was the jeweler.

He thinks he might have found someone, babe.

-No way. That's amazing. -What's going on?

Oh, remember the vintage watch we took off the corpse

of Hetty's dead Robber Baron husband?

How exciting do you think our afterlives are

that we wouldn't remember that?

Well, we may finally have a buyer.

How much does he think we can get?

Enough to knock out our entire debt, babe.

And the guy's coming up from the city

this afternoon to look at it.

Ooh, man, we really need this sale to go through.

-What is that smell? -Oh, yeah, desperation.

Listen to me, the most important bargaining chip you have

is the ability to walk away.

I would argue a lead pipe beats that, but I get your point.

The ghosts are saying we shouldn't act too desperate.

Oh, guys, come on. Have some faith.

I'm a master negotiator.

Do you remember the deal I got us on the Mini?

I don't know that that was the victory you think it...

Babe, has our undercarriage rusted? Has it?

No, I think not.

And they threw that in for free.

Man,

picking something to watch is much more difficult

than it was in the '80s.

Too many choices.

Pete, just make up your mind.

Maybe go back through the romantic comedies,

comb through those again? No!

Thor not watch romantic comedies.

Thor hate love.

You okay, there, big guy?

Thor had a pretty emotional therapy session the other day.

A lot come up. Thor discuss feelings about... Flower.

Oh. And what did the therapist say?

She thinks I should tell Flower

how I truly feel.

And I agree with her. This is the new you, buddy.

You talk about things.

Thor scared.

Can it ever really work out between a hippie and a Viking?

Oh, now, that's a romantic comedy I would watch.

Can you type in "hippie and Viking,"

-see if anything comes up? -Oh, yeah, sure.

Welcome. Hi. I'm Sam,

and this is Jay.

Hey, what's up, man? I'm Ari.

Hey, what's going on?

All right, well, we're really excited to have you here.

Not too excited. Just the appropriate amount of excited.

This is gonna be a disaster.

Hey, you know what is nuts? I've actually been here before.

Oh, yeah.

He does seem familiar.

Holy crap. Is that Ari Cantor?

-Oh! Boom! -You just got Ari'd.

Wait, you know him?

Yeah, he's, like, my boy.

-Know who? -I-I was just

asking Jay if he knew you.

I mean, we just met.

Right, so now you know him.

Yep.

Anyway, yeah, I knew this guy

whose parents owned this place, David Woodstone.

My great-great-great-grandson,

who was actually kind of a louse.

Uh, David was my uncle. I didn't really know him,

but his mom was my great-aunt Sophie,

who I inherited this place from.

He was obsessed with strippers.

I heard he was a good guy, though.

Man, this place is really bringing back

some memories for me.

Wow, well, I could show you around,

or do you want to see the watch first?

Nah, not yet.

Cool, uh, yeah. Let's chitchat.

That's how not big of a deal

this whole watch transaction is to me.

Uh, right this way.

I can't believe this.

Trevor, you know this guy?

Ari and I worked together.

He was in my crew. We were, like, best friends.

No way. That's crazy.

You want to know something really crazy?

He was here the night that I died.

Okay, how did you die, and why aren't you wearing any pants?

You've never asked him about this?

I was always curious, but I didn't know the etiquette

around ghost deaths.

Tell her the story, Trev.

All right.

I thought you'd never ask.

It was the year 2000.

Y2K was behind us, mad cow was Europe's problem,

-and the future was bright. -Oh, yeah. All right!

Ari, can you hand me that pillow, please?

Why? Is there a Chekhov Chill behind it?

Oh...

'Cause if there is, you know the rules.

The attempted chiller is himself chilled.

Chiller!

Damn it!

No one chills the A-dog.

Drink up, Lefkowitz.

Oh, your day will come.

Keep dreaming.

Here we go.

Chug, chug, chug,

chug, chug, chug,

chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug,

chug, chug, chug,

chug, chug...

-T-Money. Come on. -That was awesome.

You better get your buzz on, too, Pinkus.

Help you stay warm

-during the Run of Fun. -The Run of Fun?

It's just so humiliating.

Uh, what's the Run of Fun?

How about, instead of any hazing,

we just party and celebrate Pinkus's promotion?

Dude, hazing is to prove loyalty.

We all went through it.

To question it is to break the bro code.

Are you breaking the bro code, bro?

Psych.

Got you.

-You're running, Pinkus. -All right, ladies.

Time to take this night up a notch.

How I love Woodstone's secret drug drawer.

It's so baller.

Name of the game

is pill roulette.

Take one, find out what happens.

I'm first.

I wish there was a green one for T-Money.

But yellow and blue make green.

What?!

Damn!

Two pills!

And I was a total legend.

For two hours until your heart exploded.

Tell her how you lost your pants.

This is classic Trev.

Well, post-drug cocktail, pre-death,

I had sex with the hot limo driver.

All right, so you died having sex?

No, I died about 15 minutes later.

Then why were your pants not on?

Because we were gonna do it again.

Does a boxer put his robe back on

between rounds one and two? Come on, Sam.

So,