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The entire country will think of you as a man who couldn't satisfy his own wife. They won't care about arrangements or you getting yours. They'll just know that she was bivouacking with the mountain man instead of shacking up with you. And you have to know, there is nobody in this country who's gonna vote for President Cuck.
Axe
You're all frozen in place. Wendy, you're a lame duck here. You'll execute your new CEO duties. And if nothing else goes wrong, you'll fully onboard there after the election, at which time you'll be fired. If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm a majority owner of Mental through a shell company. Taylor, you're done. No authority. Login privileges. A figurehead. Call it garden leave but inside a glass box. One notable exception to the outward-facing status quo, Wagner. You'll lose your ability to authorize large trades. And small trades. Pay stubs. You can just kind of walk around shouting nonsense mantras to the traders. So, for you, nothing really changes.
Prince
Prince: Wendy, Wags, and Taylor had been plotting an assassination. My assassination. Staying silent is the first wise thing any of you have done in a long while.
Philip: Do you need me to get security to escort them out?
Prince: I won't be firing the three of them without making this public. Not yet. No, they're going to be punished in a different way. First, they're going to lose every cent of bonus money they have coming to them, and their other money is going to remain in the fund. Gated to ensure no further disloyalty. They'll also lose their reputations when they lose the corporate espionage suit we filed. Oh, that's right. We haven't filed it yet. But that's that's good to go, right, Kate?
Sacker: Yeah, It's already signed and sealed, waiting to be delivered.
Chuck: The practice of making sure that a guilty man goes down whether the evidence exists or needs to be helped along when no doubt exists in the minds of the arresting officers, their peers. e.t.c.
Commissioner: Used to happen sometimes. Still does, I'm sure. Guy would stick a bag of dope in a wife beater's car, that kind of thing.
Chuck: Because he knew the world would be better with him gone.
Commissioner: Yeah, but it never works the way the cop thinks it will, flaking the guy. Not really. Somewhere between the idea and the execution, things go wrong. You must have the evidence of guilt of the actual crime, not the crime you think they might commit. You must be sure they committed the one you're arresting him for…
Chuck: … or else ...
Comissioner: Anaheim curriculum.
Chuck: Oh. You remember some of the Latin the nuns gave you. But if I wanted to ensure my soul would never be in peril, I'd have become, I don't know, a veterinarian.
Commissioner: But still, this is different. What it does to a person's insides to frame someone. And that's still not why it's my do not recommended list. The problem is the system collapses under its own weight. Not right away. Soon enough. Those lines on the road to justice exist to serve everyone. They should not be trapped so.
Chuck: What if the guy isn't only guilty but a continuing enormous danger to society? To the world?
Commissioner: So it is some kind of permission you want? You're after my guidance? I can't grant it. I won't. Bad for you, bad for the whole deal. You want absolution in advance? Take it up with a commissioner of a different department.
Chuck: I have come to understand what it will take to make it possible for us to work together on this endeavor, and I have gone to those lengths. This drive cannot be copied. It contains a catalog of moves I have made. Extra legal and plain illegal that would flush me from office and public life irrevocably. Would get me disbarred and jailed if it were to come out.
Wags: OK. And that proves what?
Chuck: I have always been highly skilled at earning people's trust through means legit and illegit
Wendy: And betraying each other.
Chuck: Yes, that too. It's. So I realized that now I need to give trust. Wendy, I know if I hand you this material, you will never use it against me, even if I deserve it for the sake of our children.
Wendy: Sadly true.
Chuck: But. Wags will not hesitate to ruin me, as he just made painfully clear in my office.
Bradford: Dunlop's burning up the track ahead of us.
Prince: I'll catch her in the National before that happens.
Bradford: You will. But if she gets the endorsement of George Pike the 4th, you won't. Getting FaceTime with 4th is harder than following Bernie Mac at the Apollo.
Chelsea: I get it. I get you. It's just so obvious; I'm surprised you didn't catch up before.
Wags: Catch what?
Chelsea: Wendy says. It's plain coprophagia. It's all about debasement and feelings of being unworthy, grotesque, and then needing to be loved anyway. And for you, love needs to be expressed sexually with that kind of abandon. Almost as if I am absolutely out of control with lust. That I love you so much that even your shit tastes like chocolate to me. Because your shit is you, and I love you.
Wags: Fuck. That explanation just took me from javelin to overcooked macaroni noodle.
Chelsea: What?
Wags: Nothing ruins a magic trick more than knowing how it works.
Scooter: Thing of beauty.
Prince: I tell you the coverage of what I said at Teresa; I couldn't have written it better myself.
Bradford: Sure, but guys, we can't be handing out gold stars for some article that gets us a one-point increase.
If a hostile nation-state were going to initiate, we knew they had planned to launch. I would be open to launching first to shut them down to save further carnage.
Prince
My boy, there was a time when a Benjamin Franklin was the key to this city. My mistake was not accounting for inflation.
Chuck Senior
Your good guy, Prince, has begun buying up rival patents. Even ones vaguely related to what my process does, which gives him standing to sue me for infringement, which will block my work due to injunction potentially for years. It's called patent sharking. And it's not what good guys do.
Professor
Phillip: So, no one gets to benefit. It's like everyone just literally said fine, kill the damned infant.
Prince: Well, the upside is that when I take the oath of office, and I do declassify it and release it, it'll start us off very, very nicely.
Sacker: Better. You hold until right after you announce for a second term. Eight years in office for President Prince locked up.
Prince: I like that a lot.
