The Internship Page #5
you'd like to take home?
Well, salsa or chips.
Something not wrapped.
Salsa, chips and pudding.
Sushi.
Salsa, chips,
pudding and Sushi.
Anything else? Ice cream.
Salsa, chips, pudding,
Sushi and ice cream.
Pizza?
Salsa, chips, pudding,
Sushi, ice cream and pizza.
Not a frozen pizza. But if
there was a nice pie out...?
I am truly impressed,
Mr. McMahon.
Thank you.
At the both of you.
At how quickly you have
confirmed my doubts about you.
Now, let's try this
one more time.
"Taking food home...
from the office."
Very good.
Ladies and gentlemen,
that is all!
I'm not going to dress it up...
today didn't go well.
It certainly wasn't the
first impression we wanted.
But here's the deal.
Tomorrow is the pick
teams day, right?
It's important for us to
fall in with a strong team.
If we can surround
ourselves with the right
group of geniuses, we
still got a shot here.
Nicky...
...we can coattail this b*tch.
You're right! And there's
no shame in that.
No shame in being the 12th man
at the end of the bench...
...who never gets in the game
but has a lot of enthusiasm.
Because I'll tell you
about that guy...
when the team wins the championship,
he still gets a ring.
Damn right he does.
So we have to be that awkward
seven-footer from Lithuania.
I love your spirit. And I
love you like a brother...
...but I can't have those cold clams
brushing up against me in bed.
Keeping me up. Suit yourself.
I'll take the bed tomorrow.
Can you hit that
light, Pocahontas?
Tomorrow's a new day.
Welcome to day two! I am Sid.
Eight-year Googler. You
guys are new Googlers.
Thus, you are Nooglers!
Now, this place is all
about community...
...and collaboration, so you'll
be working in teams from now on.
You have five minutes.
Pick your teams.
You, on me.
Oh! Be picky, okay.
Play hard to get.
Don't be desperate, just be cool.
This is everything!
Are you looking for someone?
College, major, SAT score.
Harvard, computer
science, 2390.
Fine. On me, fatface.
My name's Zach.
You. University of...
No.
Hello, Stanford!
You're coming with me.
University of Phoenix online...
sort of the Harvard of the west.
Why don't we all be a team?
Why don't we all be a team?
Why don't we all be a team?
Please don't touch me.
You're touching me!
Blondie, you're with me on account
of your physical appearance.
Does anyone want to
be on a team with me?
Super fun! Really smart,
but also very fun.
Succeed in my chess club.
Um... Mr. Chetty? I
don't have a group.
You'll mentor the leftovers.
Which it would seem includes
your two charity cases.
Off you go.
Yo, Billy and Nick!
There they are!
I'm Lyle, one of the team managers.
Pound me.
Just putting the fist out without
words is all that's necessary.
Come on, bro, fist me.
That's definitely not right.
You're a manager?
How old are you?
I'm 23. But no worries,
fellas, I'm an old soul.
is, we don't have a team.
We have two... me and Nick. We
don't have the rest of our team.
We didn't...
Correction. You didn't have a
team, but you got one now, son!
'Cause I got a few outliers. Buh-bam!
Kerplash! Zzz-yah!
We about to get it all good
up in this hood, right?
"Outliers". I just dropped
a little G-well on you.
'Cause Malcolm is my dawg.
What you say? Malcolm is my...
"Outliers", "10,000 hours".
But let's get a team
meeting going, everyone!
Team meet time!
Nick?
What other options do we have?
Okay! Let's get some meet and
greet going up in this heezy!
I'm Lyle and it's pretty much Wysiwyg...
what you see is what you get.
Been at the Goog
for four years.
Working on seven projies
en este momento.
Wow! Seven projects!
They ask and I do's it. What can I say?
I'm a people pleaser.
'Specially the ladies, my Mercedes!
It's all good in Lyle's hood.
Is Lyle always going to be referring
to himself in the third person?
If he is, I might want to
punch Lyle in the face.
Okay, good note.
- Lyle's still a little nervous.
- Lyle's a first-time manager.
I'll stop that.
Keep it to first and second person.
Who's next?
My name is Yo-Yo Santos.
Yo-Yo, high five. - Whoa!
Yo-Yo, easy. I come in peace!
Did you get beat up
a lot in school?
I was homeschooled by my Mom.
Did you get beat up a
lot in homeschool?
Discipline is an important
part of growth.
But my mother was a
very nurturing person.
She provided me selflessly
with the milk of her bosom...
...until I was seven.
So you're tying your
shoe, climbing trees...
blowing up fireworks, and
then you got mouth on Mom.
Breastfeeding leads
to higher I.Q.
Actually, the science
isn't definitive on that.
I was bottle-fed. It
never slowed me down.
Vitamins are vitamins, whether
they come from a teat or a baba.
Wrong.
Sorry, what?
The teat or baba
thing, it's wrong.
I just Googled it.
You're wrong.
Oh, yeah, I'm Stuart.
You know, you can't trust
everything you read on...
The Journal of the
American Medical.
Association? Pretty
trustworthy.
It says breast milk
has more nutrients,
which are more easily
digested and absorbed.
Your confusion's understandable...
you were bottlefed.
He's right.
Whoa! Guys, where's all
Where do you think,
you big tree?
Two-fifths of our team are two
old guys who don't know sh*t.
Okay, I for one am very
happy to have two...
...strapping, mature
gentlemen on the team.
Thank you.
Oh, I'm Neha Patel.
And, oh, my God,
you guys would make the
best Luke and Han.
Oh, "Star Wars" cosplay.
"Cosplay"?
Costume play!
People dress up as
their favorite movie character.
I'd be slave girl Leia. Yeah.
Metal bikini top.
Metal G-string panty.
High-heeled leather boots.
I'm chained at the neck. Not too
constricted, but just enough...
...to make things interesting.
Neck constriction's
interesting.
A few of us get together and
whatever happens happens.
Oh, but workwise, your skills
aren't really relevant here...
...or in this millennium,
so stay out of
our way... we'll do
this sh*t on our own.
Well, I'm loving this friction.
It's how you get
a fire started.
I'm Nick, this is my pal, Billy,
and despite what you think...
...we're just like you,
running down a dream.
All right!
Team Lyle!
Okay, we'll workshop that.
It's in beta.
Okay-doke! Our Translate
lecture is in 15 minutes.
Translate is about giving
everyone access to every word...
...ever written, no matter what
language it was written in.
Because when the
entire world can see,
read and find the rest of
the world's cool stuff...
...good things happen.
Lyle, you laying-in-the-weeds
son of a b*tch.
You're hot for teacher, my man.
I took her dance
class once here,
but she doesn't
even know I exist.
Doesn't know you exist?
You're communicating
with her right here.
Oh, no, this is just
the company intranet.
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