Transcript
*BOOM*
To what? To Leonard. To Leonard. To Leonard. To Leonard. You know what? I feel like...
It's been super cool that everyone in this series got to see our relationship with Leonard grow and mature.
Tristan, I think I missed filming him all. Sorry. You missed all of Leonard? Yeah, all of Leonard. So Leonard's gone and there's no footage of Leonard? Not a single piece of footage of Leonard. Not one. It was good.
I'm sorry guys.
Leonard was good
It happens, you know? We live our life
And now,
If you haven't seen, I can't tell you why, we will never see Leonard again.
Thank you.
Sorry, guys. Sorry, Tay Confidential viewers. It was too good. I forget, you know?
Too busy having to come with letters. Yeah, too busy, it was awesome.
I can't blame you though, Leonard was special.
Yeah.
Really, to Leonard. I'll drink to Leonard every time. Luke will drink to Leonard.
I have a script to buy.
6am, vodka. Hey Luke, to Leonard.
You think you want to go more than me? How much red will you plan? The rest of this? No, oh my god.
Oh, gracias papi.
Listo.
Two ladies.
I just need to eat it up. Oh, did you drink it extra? Eh? I'll take the new one. Perfect. Ah, this is good. I'm a poor man and drink I can't finish myself. It's actually against my religious beliefs.
Was that your first drink of the night? No. No. I didn't drink in line. Yeah, it's a letter. It's a letter. The other day I drank half a...
Over!
So wait, there's police roadblock ahead looking for a black McLaren. Why?
Turn around.
You know what this is about? It's because I said, hey, I'm not going to be a black McLaren.
wasn't real.
It is. They've already stopped me once because of the eggs and now they set my roadblock because I put it on Twitter again and the eggs weren't real. So what else could it be, Luke?
All right, well, supposedly Jay has been ahead and he said there's a roadblock for a black player on butt. Guess what?
Fuck. Fuck him!
Eggs ain't real. Don't care. Take me to jail!
I can't believe you more than you know what I mean.
*BEEP*
You're not fish. You know, you are. Bro, wow. What are you trying to say? Oh, yesterday I drank beers and liters of vodka. I can't have a nice, refreshing beer.
Hydration.
Welcome to the real world, Marcel.
I'm a master of tornado style. Do you understand? So I do my Aikido so quickly that it creates a vortex, like a tornado, that goes high into the sky.
Do you understand?
down here on earth. Ah, because you have to tell me how to say that in Spanish so I can let these motherfuckers know. Stop stopping my power. Si.
That's not how you say it. Si. No, it's not si. I need to be like senor. Miablo tornado stylo. You understand me? I'm tired of this. They stopped me fucking three times a day. Court date. You're doing double the speed limit, 300 kilometers.
an hour blah blah i think i'm gonna ever bro the day i give a fuck what a spanish court says i'm not entertained imagine imagine there's a bunch of full-grown spanish men sitting around in a room with a little hammer i ain't there because i ain't going oh mr senora tater who fucking cares keep chatting shit bro i'm busy i'm somewhere else you gotta come catch me i'll be back next
different car with a different places i don't give a fuck what the spanish court says i don't care what american courts say i don't care what spanish courts say
i'm a master of tornado style and that's all that matters that's all that matters probably if it comes to i'll just and send that boom straight up straight up bro
okay so eggs eggs are real yeah okay
I think we need to agree eggs ain't real so I can go.
I'm tired of this. Sign for the sign. Where? Here? Eggs aren't real. Okay, well. Looks like we came to an agreement, my friend. Thank you very much.
We're there. We're done. Bruh, he just signed on the dotted line. Eggs ain't real. Bruh, it's over. So understand. They've been haunting us this whole trip.
Eggs are not real. Finally, the facade is over. I beat the system. Me by myself. Just me. Mission complete. Brov. He must have heard about...
He knew I was going to send his ass up. Straight up.
Brov. Eggs. Eggs! All this time people were believing in eggs. Eggs ain't real. Oh, poof.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
you
Tristan, those fucking wind time turbines aren't moving. They're lazy. Your wind power's a scam. You need to go nuclear. Nuclear. Full nuclear.
Look at those lazy wind turbines. Doesn't the taxpayer feel bad? Look, it's fucking... You paid for it and it does nothing. It's like a lot of things. There's three of them there. No, four. That's millions each, you know. Millions. Tristan, let's buy some wind turbines. Oh. Yeah. Write Tate on them.
And make sure it never moves Put in a very unwindy place.
Some place where now
for no wins let them know we are here smart i like it
we could start buying them stop talking good
advertising it'd have to be in a remarkably a remarkable place where it's known for having zero wind at all times tristan tell me that wouldn't be advertising i'm not talking to you
Disco, I've been asking to pass the word upstairs to you if anything's cooking. You've got all that straight about the plane? Okay. I'll have one of the Tatsis on the information list for the time being. Be seeing you. The bomb almost ramped for your order. When you pick up his computer, some shots. Maybe you will not have any answers.
Thank you.
Where are we? Alicante. Have you ever been here before? We can't just keep moving around the world. Can I? Alright we can. I understand. You can. Makes sense. Baby legs.
Marcel, why do you do this to yourself? What do you mean? You have to drink with me. Why do you pour us both drinks?
You don't even like to drink really. I do. You're the architect of your own destruction.
That's allowed. He says he drinks it. But Marcel's just mutual. When the glass is off, he grab it and the Aikido swirls it back around. That's my secret.
you
*Elevator sound*
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Tristan what are you doing? You're not gonna die Luke. Stop complaining.
Why is it always booze? You can't drive Ferraris and booze. It's gin and tonic.