Paranoia Page #6
Jock.
Mr. Cassidy.
Got caught with your hand
in the cookie jar, didn't you?
I... Jock, I can explain this.
Where you gonna start?
I was beginning to think
his company crumble than sell it to me.
Then you came along
with your blind ambition.
We recorded it all, every conversation,
every text between you and Wyatt.
You tell Nick he'll be selling me
majority shares in his company
or evidence of your collusion goes
to the FBI.
You manipulated me.
Yes.
You'll be at the Sutton Club tomorrow
at noon. You, Nick, and me.
Nobody else.
No lawyers, no handlers. Nobody.
Let him out!
Big mistake.
Yeah.
What are you doing here?
You can't be here.
You used me.
I'm sorry. OK? I'm so sorry.
You got to go,
you're not safe here.
Everything you...
everything you said,
every... everything you did...
was a lie.
No, that's not true.
Not everything.
Now you are.
Now you are.
You know...
I fell for you because
you weren't like everyone else.
Emma, I'm gonna make this right.
You don't know what that is.
Well, you sure messed that up.
Hey, look, I'm trying, OK?
Yeah, well, now you're done trying.
Let's go for a ride.
Look, you don't get it, OK?
It was all a setup!
- Get in the car!
- It was all a setup!
I'm sorry, man.
What are you sorry for?
You didn't run me over, did you?
I'm the reason for all of this.
The real question is...
...what are we gonna do about it?
I'm going to use what they taught me...
...to destroy what they built.
So, what's the news
on the Dutch deal?
- I don't know.
- Good, we won't need them anyway.
My going-away party got
I thought it was only fair
that I show up for yours.
What are you talking about?
Goddard orchestrated this whole thing...
...to entrap you
into committing a crime.
I didn't commit a crime.
You did.
This is the death of your empire, Nick.
And you were funded
by corporations I had never heard of.
He has nothing.
He has everything.
E-mails, texts.
He got the break-in on camera.
All the dots connect back to you.
What's going on?
What's going on?
- We had good intel on this!
- Where did you get that intel, Nick?
This is absurd.
You can't just...
Hamilton.
Jack's hometown.
Nick...
Meachum.
That's one down.
One more to go.
Whatever you have better be good.
If it works, we both walk away
with an insurance policy
Yeah, but if it doesn't?
Get out your phones. Sit down.
Put the batteries on the table.
It says you've got another phone.
- Oh, no, no.
- What happened?
I lost the signal.
Both phones, they're gone.
Can you get it back?
- You'll pay for this.
- Yeah, I'll pay.
I'm buying every goddamn share
of Wyatt Corporation's stock you own,
and I'm paying
40 cents on the dollar.
How does that sound?
I get it or the Feds do.
- You'll never get away with this.
- Shut up, Adam.
You're nothing but a convenient tool,
an empty vessel.
I filled you with piss and vinegar
and told you it was champagne
and you lapped it up.
- I'm not signing this.
- Then you'll go to jail.
With what? What have you got?!
Ah...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
What?
- Sign it!
- You have taken credit for everything.
And you've created nothing!
You arrogant bastard!
I took a brick device
and turned it into the one thing
that no one can do without.
I earned my arrogance!
Yes, and none of that happens
without me! You stood on my shoulders!
And now I'm standing on your neck!
I'm 15 moves ahead of you, Nick.
The Dutch offer, me!
I strung you along
until the only hope was... Adam.
That's impossible.
Impossible?
Sell or not, your company is finished.
You've got nothing in the pipe,
and even if you did,
you've got no money to market it with.
a lot better than jail.
You make the choice.
Now get out.
He likes to eat his young.
They're mine to eat.
It's time to go back
to your sad little life.
Why go to all the trouble?
Because I wanted
to see him bleed. Go.
No. There's more to it,
you wouldn't risk it all just for that.
I told you, Adam,
competition breeds innovation.
With his name on the door,
he developed his ass off.
You needed him.
You needed his mind
because he was smarter than you.
He made a great processor
and a shitty phone
and he served a purpose,
just like you did. Go.
Occura is real.
It'll do everything I said it would.
I just needed his processor to run it.
- Who is this?
- Mr. Goddard?
Who is this?
You should really trash your e-mails
when you're done reading them.
I sent you all an e-mail
this morning
in which I encoded 3DPS-like data
to identify you.
Someone is always listening, Jock.
Always.
Mr. Goddard.
Mr. Goddard, you're under arrest.
I'm gonna make your life a living hell.
Please stand,
place your hands behind your back.
Yes! We got him.
You did the right thing, kid.
include felony fraud,
industrial espionage,
obstruction of justice, insider trading.
Augustine Goddard,
you have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can
and will be used in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford an attorney,
the court will appoint one for you.
Do you understand these rights
as I have read them to you?
I handed the Feds Wyatt and Goddard.
They won't be seeing light
for a very long time.
Judith and Meachum got
what they deserved too.
As for me, I got lucky.
The Feds cut me a break
for my cooperation.
No...
don't seem so important anymore.
I do know right from wrong, and...
...I'm sorry it took me
so long to act on it.
I just want you to know that
of this to you.
I hope one day I can
make things right.
I'm sorry, Emma.
Thanks.
Go, go, go, go!
Go! Go! Go!
Run, run!
What?
Did I ever tell you, you were right?
About what?
Everything.
I mean that.
I'm sorry I didn't listen to you.
How's it going with that girl?
Well, she won't talk to me.
It ain't over till it's over.
You know how long it took me
to get a date with your mother?
How long?
A long time.
And I was much better-looking then
than you are now.
- Oh, is that right?
- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
Where you going?
The subway is this way.
I got a faster ride. Come on.
I thought we were done
with this sh*t?
It's a rental, Dad.
I got it for the day.
Oh, yeah?
Well, then, let's have some fun.
One way to remember who you are...
How do you open this thing?
...is to remember who your heroes are.
Building from the ground up.
There are no shortcuts.
Oh my God,
what are you doing?
- What? I messed it up.
- We have a lot of things to do.
- Come on!
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