StartUp (2016) s03e09 Episode Script

1 You're tryna lead, bro.
(GUN COCKS, FIRES) RONALD: This ain't how you lead.
MARA: You need to tell me everything you know about the shop and who's unhappy.
- You have no idea.
- I do.
AGENT BRADLEY: A missing cache of chemical weapons has fallen into the wrong hands.
RONALD: We're calling it the "Police Program.
" STELLA: It'd only be based on potential dangers.
NICK: He's not with us anymore.
He has sided with the NSA.
WES: You wanna come after one of our own? You wanna come after one of the family? On a hunch? RONALD: This thing that you and I built together, that's the new Ronnie.
And if you take ArakNet away from me, well, I guess that make me the old Ronnie.
Do you happen to have, like, a log that shows when people come in and out? (SIRENS, COP CARS APPROACHING) (CAR APPROACHING) Dude, you undercover or something? - What? - Suspenders, leather sneakers, a Prius Yeah, look, I don't know.
- You good, though? - Yeah.
Yeah, I'm real good, actually.
- Good for you.
- Look, thanks for meeting me here.
- Yeah, I'm glad we did it this way.
- You should be.
Look, I cast some nets on that security pic you sent.
Back-channeled with some of my ex-government friends.
Some of them even still spooking.
- For what? - Look, it's not good, 'kay? Her real name's Jane Mills.
Funny part is she actually was NSA for a bit, like, early on.
But she was so damn good, got recruited by some black ops division of the CIA.
Like some straight-up spy shit, right? I don't know, I just got her background.
I don't know what her end game is, but (SIGHS) Look, she's a rare breed, okay? There's, like, a group of people.
It's, like, a small group, but they're out there, that work for our government.
But they work outside the system, you know? Because, sometimes, that's what you gotta do to get the job done, right? - Right.
- And, I mean, you said you think she was trying to cover her tracks? - Yeah - (SNAPPING) Izzy, look at me.
That aforementioned rare breed will do heinous shit to cover their asses.
Like, I could pull stories for you, but you would never sleep right again.
'Kay? Just know that if you cross this woman, that she won't hesitate.
I hope this helps.
- I gotta get out of here.
- Yeah, go ahead.
- Look, we never talked today.
- 'Course.
Don't die, okay? (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) (HIGH-PITCHED RINGING) You gonna cook those? I don't know.
(CLEARS THROAT) (POURS COFFEE) I'm gonna start looking for my own place.
Tam called me.
He's not innocent.
He he went behind our backs.
Okay, well you shoulda discussed it with all of us.
- Because we're a team.
- No, he threatened to kill me.
Again.
So let's not act like he's the victim.
Okay? Nick, he was never gonna kill you.
Uh, I beg to differ.
He's your friend.
No, I don't have any friends.
I have you, I have ArakNet.
Well.
Now, you just have ArakNet.
(DOOR SLAMS SHUT) - (DOOR OPENS) - GABRIEL RIVERA: Thank you.
Hey.
(DOOR CLOSES) - Good? - Yeah.
- Try to sweat you yet? - Nah.
No? Good.
These HB guys are a bunch racist pricks.
So, you call that number? Yeah, but no one at the DOD knows what you're talking about.
You gotta talk to Agent Drummond or Bradley.
That's who you gotta call.
First calls I made.
Neither of 'em know who you are.
What you talkin' about? Yo, listen Ronnie, none of that matters right now.
You're being charged with multiple homicides.
Yo, listen to me.
You will die behind bars if we don't cut a deal with these people right now.
- I ain't tryna hear that, man.
- Listen, the ADA, she's a reasonable gal.
I can get you a seriously reduced sentence, but we gotta give her somethin' in return, bro.
My boys? She's been buildin' this thing up with LH7 since Jey-Jey was still around.
Listen to me, Ronnie, you gotta take it, bro.
- Nah man, you gotta figure somethin' out, man.
- I already did.
- This is a s good as we're gonna do.
- Nah.
You gotta figure somethin' else out.
You don't even know how lucky you are to have this on the table right now.
Figure that shit out.
Figure it out.
It ain't goin' down like that.
You got to figure somethin' out.
Do your job, Gabe.
Do your fucking job.
(ELEVATOR DINGS) (DOOR BEEPS) (INDISTINCT OFFICE CHATTER, TYPING) - (PHONE RINGING) - STELLA: Hey, what's up? - Hey.
- Hey.
- What's up? - Did you hear about Ronald? No.
What'd you mean? Uh yeah, he got arrested last night.
He's in jail.
Tam called me.
- He's in jail right now? Serious? - Yeah, yeah.
Uh, okay did do you know what he did? I don't know, so I guess, I guess nobody out there knows, either.
- No, nobody mentioned it, to me - Yeah.
Okay, uh - Is he okay? - I let's just keep it on the down low right now.
I don't think anyone else out there needs to know.
- We'll just - Yeah, okay.
We'll just keep it between you and me.
Okay.
Just keep me in the loop, if you find anything.
(QUIETLY) Shit, Ronald.
MATEO: So he'd, what, touch you or hug you? Always lots of hugs.
He There was one time when we were all out at happy hour.
He sorta just cornered me.
- Cornered you how? - He was trying to get me to go out to his car.
- Said he had some blow.
- MATEO: Wow (RADIO PLAYING OVER STEREO) (TV REPORTER, INDISTINCT) - 'Night, mija.
- Later, pops.
Be safe.
(REPORTER CONTINUES) (ELEVATOR DINGS) Can I help you? (TV PLAYING, INDISTINCT CHATTER) - I think I have the wrong room.
- That's okay.
(DOOR CLOSES) (CAR APPROACHES) (ELEVATOR DINGS) - Good morning, Earl.
- Good morning.
- (DOOR BEEPS) - Thank you.
- Hey.
- MAN: Hey.
Hey.
(KEYPAD BEEPING) Hey.
What's this? That's the best news you're ever gonna get.
ADA wants to make an example of you.
Good example.
Turn your life around, she's gonna let you walk, bro.
But you gotta give us the shooters.
Ronald, no one gets a deal this good.
(SLURPING) - God, you fuckin' Haitians.
- GABRIEL: Whoa.
You think you can voodoo yourself out of this? - Can I get a second, please? - Voodoo fuckin' magic? Is that what you think? Can I speak with my client privately, okay? - (RONALD CLEARS HIS THROAT) - (SIGHS) Yeah, good luck with that.
Come on, Gabe.
You got your science paper, from off the counter? - It's in my binder.
- Okay, all right, well, give me a kiss.
All right, mwah.
Have a good day at school.
Is dad coming home tonight? We'll just have to wait and see, baby.
We gonna go visit him? - Not this time, no.
- Why not? 'Cause we just ain't.
(SEATBELT UNFASTENS) Hi.
- Hi, hey.
- Hey! Uh, sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.
- No, it's okay, it's all right.
Everything okay? - Yeah! Um do you have a few minutes to chat? Please, take a seat.
Feels weird being in the principal's office as an adult.
Oh, um, sorry about the mess.
We've all been a bit out of our minds getting ready for merit exams.
- Oh, God, I can only imagine.
(CHUCKLES) - So - Long time since I've had to take an exam.
- How are you doing? - You know what? I'm good.
- Good.
- Yeah, I've been really good.
- Good to hear.
Um look, I I understand that you've had a tough couple of years and I admire your family.
I do And and you are wonderful with the kids out there on the soccer field.
- You know, you've done an awesome job - Thank you.
with them.
Getting them ready - You know, the kids are really enjoying it.
- They are.
- I'm enjoying myself.
- I can see it.
- As as being their coach.
- There have been some concerns from the parents after the incident up the street.
I feel awful, 'cause all of that that was just a huge misunderstanding, you know? - I get that.
No, I do.
- Okay.
And that is why Principal Toma and I, we made sure that all the parents understood that.
Yeah.
But But what? But but you don't want the wife of some thug teachin' soccer to your kids.
That's what's up? I never said that.
Yeah, you did.
(SIGHS) Fuck it.
(SOMBER MUSIC) (MUFFLED BEEPING ALARM) - (BEEPING GETS LOUDER) - STELLA: (MUFFLED) Izzy.
Izzy.
Izzy.
- What?! - I need help.
The nodes are they're they're going down.
There's a targeted data wipe on each one.
I think it's a virus.
- (DRAMATIC MUSIC) - (ALARM CONTINUES) STELLA: Holy shit, it's spreading.
Rajib? Um, it's the software update.
Has to be.
STELLA: Izzy, Izzy, anything? How many how many users got the update? RAJIB: Uh, I mean, all of them.
It was timezone agnostic, so, it's everywhere.
All 104 million.
And we're just waiting for an auto-update but, I mean, it depends.
(LOUD BEEPS) - SAL: Wait, what happened? - RAJIB: I don't know what that was.
Probably a Chinese provider.
just auto updated on the same cycle, I don't know.
- What's going on? - There's a there's a virus that's just ripping through the entire network right now.
This is just a projection, though, right? - No.
No, that's real time.
- NICK: What?! Yeah, we're trying to get a handle on it.
But it's ripping through the network and it's spreading really fast.
It's just killing nodes as it goes.
- Can we reconnect? - I I don't know.
We're trying to figure it out right now.
SAL: already looked at it.
I mean, it's clearing data in all of them.
All the user hard-drives are getting wiped.
NICK: What what what can wha can you fix it? - Are you fixing it? What can you do? - STELLA: We're trying.
This gotta be the NSA, right? They found a way in? RAJIB: Uh, no.
It's in our own software.
- Izzy, do you have any any ideas? - I I don't know.
- I'm looking.
- RAJIB: I can't find it anywhere in the update.
Um, if that's what it was, then, uh, someone hid it - really goddamn well.
- Okay, okay just What can I do to help? There's nothing that you can do right now, okay? Just Fuck! Are we really down to 70 million users?! - STELLA: Please, relax, please! - Is this real?! (INDISTINCT FRENZIED CHATTER) STELLA: Shut access to all the back doors.
Go through every line of code, okay? Yes, I don't I don't care! Yes, yes, do it now! Wait! What if what if it's in the time signature? SAL: Wait, is that a thing? - IZZY: Yeah, that's a thing! - NICK: What? What is it? What are you doing? (TYPING) - NICK: What are you doing?! - I found it.
Found what? The virus.
Where it was latched.
If I reissue the update in the same form but with this disarmed, - it'll self correct.
- Will we be able to get the users back? No, those are gone.
All their drives are wiped.
- Fuck! - We'll we'll save it from killing more.
- Do it! Then, do it! - Izzy? I'm doing it, I'm doing it.
- - (ALARM CONTINUES) (TYPING) IZZY: There it goes.
- (ELECTRONIC CHIME) - (ALARM STOPS) (MUSIC FADES) (RELIEVED CHATTER, INDISTINCT) (EXHALES AND BREATHES HEAVILY) (DOOR OPENS, CLOSES) GABE: Sit down, Ronnie.
What is this, man? Just reminding your stubborn ass where I come from.
What'd I tell you the first time you hired me? I got you.
I get you.
'Cause I've been you.
- (SIGHS) - I've been sitting in that seat where you're sitting right now, and made the hardest choice any man like us would ever make.
Look at me, man.
I have a family now.
Three beautiful children, a job I love.
I am the American Dream, bro.
Look at you.
You wearin' the clothes, driving the car, talkin' the talk, walking the walk.
- You're almost there, bro.
- (CLEARS THROAT) - But you're forgetting the most important part.
- What's that? Letting go.
Let me ask you something.
They do the same thing for you? Your boys.
They got your back like you got theirs? 'Cause you been loyal as hell to them fools, my man.
I ain't see 'em around.
They ain't here.
(RAIN, THUNDER) Is there a way for people to see this number, like, outside of the office? STELLA: I mean, if somebody got a virus onto our software update, then they could find out our user count.
Do you think there's any way to spin this? Or MARA: You don't spin something like this.
You just get ahead of it.
(DOOR OPENS AGGRESSIVELY) (DOOR SLAMS CLOSED) Well there goes Saginaw.
- What happened? - I don't know.
Izzy? It was a virus.
Yeah.
We're trying to figure out where it came from right now.
Make sure it's not just dormant somewhere still.
Yeah, but how did you fix it? Realized it was married to the update.
How did you know that? It was pretty obvious, Nick.
We issued the update this morning.
- The update that you were working on? - That I was working that we were all working on.
So, then, the virus must have come from somewhere in this room.
- STELLA: What're you saying? - I'm talking to her.
You think I did this? Been gone for a year.
Nobody's heard from ya.
Show up out of the blue.
I don't know.
You don't know? Why would I do this? - Do you know that? - Because, you're you.
- Fuck you! I don't need to take this from you! - Yes, you do, actually.
I'm your boss now.
That's how this works.
WES: Barely.
Barely.
Maybe Ronald's not the one who should be leaving this company.
Even though the poor bastard's sittin' behind bars right now, which, by the way that was low.
You're not very good at this.
At any of this.
You lose all my money.
You make promises you can't keep.
Turn on your own family, for no reason.
And now, this this whatever, is it Izzy? Is it Stella? Is it this fucking guy? Is it that fucking guy? And then, you just lose 60 million users in the blink of an eye.
Because you're trying to commandeer this company for yourself.
'Cause your the "big man.
" You're the big man with all the big ideas, aren't ya? Which would really be impressive if you actually knew what the fuck you were doing.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Well, look around, kid.
'Cause I think everybody here knows exactly what I'm talkin' about.
And I think, if we took a vote, you'd be hard pressed to find one for yourself.
That is when we get around to figuring out who should be leaving this company.
(DOOR OPENS, SLAMS SHUT) (RAIN, THUNDER) - STROUD: Headlights! - SAL: What? - You need to turn off your headlights.
- Oh Were you followed? - I was? - No, I'm asking, "Were you followed?" No no, I don't think so, no.
Does anyone else know about you at ArakNet? - No, I don't think so.
- You don't think so, or you're certain? I'm certain.
Nobody knows, okay? Look, I promise.
- Are you wearing a wire? - What?! Sal, are you wearing I'm not wearing look, look.
I'm not wearing a f I'm not wearing a wire, okay? Trust me.
My partner says that some of the nodes are still live on the network.
The system that I added to Izzy's thing - the node killer.
- What happened? It was working fine.
It was doing great, actually.
But Izzy, she stepped in.
I don't know what she did.
I didn't see what she did.
I I swear to God, I don't know, but I know she did something.
She someway, somehow re-installed something in the update in real time and she she took it off.
How much is left? I don't know.
Like, less than half.
We're still at, like, 40 million.
- Look, I'm sorry, okay? - No, it's okay.
- I'm sorry.
- (GUNSHOT) (PHONE LINE RINGING) WES: (VOICEMAIL) Hey, uh, you know what to do.
(PHONE LINE RINGING) MARA: (VOICEMAIL) Hi, you've reached Mara Chandler (SIGHS, SNIFFS) (PHONE LINE RINGING) WES: (VOICEMAIL) Hey, uh, you know what to do.
- (PHONE LINE RINGING) - WES: (VOICEMAIL) Hey, uh God! Fuck! Fuck shit shit Okay, okay, you got it, you got it.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
(GOLFER INSTRUCTING ON TV) (KNOCKING AT DOOR) (TV CONTINUES) (POUNDING AT DOOR) (DOOR CLOSES) WES: There ya go.
You can't vote me out.
I am ArakNet.
It wouldn't exist without me, so (SIGHS, SNIFFS) You know, I think it might be a good thing you gettin' voted out, might be good for you.
Because I'll tell ya, man, the way this is headed Hell's gonna have to make some new vacancies, son.
Says the man who killed my dad.
Hired somebody.
It's different.
No.
- Not different.
- Your dad was a pig.
He was gonna turn state's evidence.
He was gonna sink all of us.
He was my dad.
You killed him.
You hated his guts.
He was my dad.
You woulda done the same thing.
You know you would've.
That's why you stuck with me.
- Really? - The only reason I didn't do this a year ago was because of what we were building together, you know that.
So, I swallowed it.
I shoved it all down for ArakNet.
I ate shit for you.
You wanted a 100 million users? - I gave you 100 million users.
- For a minute, yeah.
I killed myself for you.
You think I'm gonna let you take it all away from me? All right, okay, all right.
Now, I'm just worried about a bad accident, okay? - Get on your knees.
- Hey - my knees are killin' me.
- Get on the fucking floor! That bullet goes in from up here, from down there.
I'll tell you the truth, I'd rather you kill me than get down there, so, what're we gonna do, son? - (MOVES CHAIR) - Get in the chair.
Sit in the chair! Man I'm so sorry for what I did to you.
- Shut up.
- You tried to be like me, and it poisoned you.
This isn't about ArakNet.
This isn't even about your old man.
This's about you and me, isn't it? You are a checkbook.
So, you think by putting a bullet in me, it's gonna make you feel better? Go ahead.
But, when you wake up tomorrow, you ain't gonna be Jeff Bezos.
You're just gonna be a murderer.
I mean, look, you're angry, and you're hurt.
You're you're all over the place, man.
- And, I mean, I'm the daddy you never had.
- Fuck you, shut up.
- I mean, your old man - Fuck you! twisted inside, you're lost, son.
- You want to know how I know? Because I fuckin' know.
- Fuck you.
I was hungry.
And then, I was rich and I got a girl and I lost her.
And I said to myself, "From here on out, it's just gonna be you, man.
It's just gonna be you.
" But you know what? Life doesn't work that way, man.
We love, and we fear, and we cry, and we chase.
We're just human, man.
We need each other.
But I chased.
I chased, and I chased One day, I just woke up.
I don't know, you the people you always needed, you still do, but they don't need you anymore.
Maybe they need your money.
They don't need you.
"You're just a checkbook.
" Look, man You want to put a bullet in me? 'Cause of some daddy issues or whatever, go ahead.
Because, I gotta tell you somethin'.
Recently I've been thinking a lot about doing it for ya.
So (LOUD EXHALE) (RAIN POURING, THUNDER RUMBLING) (ELEVATOR DINGS) (DOOR OPENS, CLOSES) (PAGES TURNING) My man.
GABE: You made the right decision, bro.
(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES) (SNIFFLES) MPD OFFICER: (MUFFLED) Get on the ground! Get on the ground! - (SIRENS) - (OFFICERS SHOUTING) - (DOOR OPENS, CLOSES) - (KEYS JINGLE) - Isabel.
- Hey.
- Izzy.
You see the news? - What? If you're just joining us, we're still trying to sort through the information.
There's so much coming in.
But what you're seeing, what you're looking at right now, a rather disturbing image, that is Pershing Square in Downtown Los Angeles.
And there have been reports that a large explosion has occurred just moments ago.
We're having trouble getting information because, as you can imagine, it's hard for our reporters to get to the scene.
But, it appears there was some sort of chemical weapon.
We're hearing people are struggling to breathe, emergency rooms are already filling up.
We can only assume, at this point, this was an act of terrorism, though, no one has come forward yet to claim responsibility, but I I'm just I'm struggling here because of how shocking this is to see.
Watching this play out in real time.
We're already hearing reports that there are casualties in the hundreds.
Likely more as this unfolds.
Again, it's very difficult for our news teams or even emergency workers to get close to the scene, because the nature of this explosion, it seems to be some sort of chemical gas.
A nerve toxin, that's making it difficult for people to breathe.
And, there are reports of people suffering severe burns.
Some people becoming violently ill, and others having seizures.
This is just really awful.
I've never seen anything quite like this before.
Again, if you're just joining us, there has been some sort of chemical weapon that has been detonated in the heart of Downtown Los Angeles, right near Pershing Square.