The Trades (2024) s01e06 Episode Script

1
Wait, we need to establish
how much on the shot.
You want some action, Dewey?
I want some action.
Oh, I'll take your action.
- Okay.
- See you soon.
Oh yes. That's confidence.
Okay.
Welcome to my hole, Dewey,
With the verbiage. Okay.
Dewey:
Okay. I didn't expect that.
What?
Past the sticky traps.
And that's not
This can't be happening!
Yes!
Damnit. Why me every time?
No, man. No. Just
have some sympathy.
Irent money, Taser.
I feel bad for ya.
Double or nothin'
I'll go again. Yeah.
You know, Leonard,
if I was smart
I'd take this home
and pretend I drafted
it at my kitchen table.
I could sell it to
every oil and gas company
in the world.
But you did this
on company time.
Eh.
I could make millions!
At a company desk
on company paper.
Todd:
Alright, shut it down nerds.
Ah.
It's time to golf.
I want you playing in
my group with corporate.
And you can look
fantastic doing it.
Fuck golf.
I wanna show you something.
Relax big boy, golf is fun,
and I have something
I need to tell you.
Earmuffs, Leonard.
Yeah, just
Charles is trying to
close this plant down.
On paper, we're the least
profitable, company-wide.
Hey, lay off the drugs, bro.
It's what I've been told.
You've been told wrong.
This plant is profitable.
I should know,
I practically built it.
Well, Bennett fucked us.
So we need to un-fuck us.
Jamar's flying in and
playing golf with us today,
I need you to answer
any technical questions
as they come up.
You know what, Todd Stool,
you're not the
boss of me, okay?
I don't take orders
from circus clowns.
If it wasn't for me, you'd
be cutting grass, bro. Okay?
When smart people talk,
you should listen, right?
Yeah.
This is a re-think of
our flare tip technology.
We go to a 16-gauge pipe
with some realignment
and it'll reduce
our footprint by
Twenty-five percent.
This is revolutionary.
Hey, we can slow
down if you're lost.
Sounds expensive
and we don't have time to tack
this onto our existing projects
or test it.
Conch Industries will claim
ownership of the invention.
They'll make millions.
There's not gonna be
a refinery to re-pipe
if we don't find
a corporate ally.
We tee off in 90 minutes.
Come on, Medhi, I need you.
We'll see you there.
What are ya doing?
Ah, you know, I'm thirsty.
Well, the man was right.
You know, we don't
have the time.
We don't have the money.
Come on,
let's go look at girls.
You Jamar?
Ah, yeah.
Great, let's go.
We got work.
What?
Excellent!
Chew?
Ah, no.
Suit yourself.
Woooo!
Hole six is the
perfect spot.
There's a bridge there,
you can't miss it.
Another sunset?
Todd:
By then Jamar's
already had a few,
hopefully we're not
playing like shit.
And bam, we hit him
with Bennett's laptop.
Okay, we've got the last three
years of top sheets loaded up
and ready to go.
Should take about
ten minutes.
Bev:
Ten? Really?
It'll be faster than that.
Okay. Yeah, we're that good.
Five minutes.
It's actually a good plan.
It'll be the middle
of the woods,
he'll have nowhere to go.
Medhi, Chelsea and
I will warm him up.
You girls hit him
with the facts.
Our plant is profitable.
Another seltzer?
Audrey:
Yes!
Steph:
Alright. Todd's Sister
you're with me today.
You're up next.
I got it now.
Well, you-
Fuck!
You-you two combine your
scores against mine,
best tally wins 50 bucks.
Okay, I got that.
Alright, 50 bucks.
Now get the fuck away.
What the fuck is that?
Steroids?
What are you? Junkie?
Ah, it's my nephew's Adderall.
It's for focus.
It's legal.
Fifty bucks,
I'll take that action.
How 'bout a hundred?
Okay, yeah. I'm Dewey.
You're the, yeah.
You got any beers, man?
I'm the chairman of the board.
You're gonna have to
ask somebody else.
Hey!
Welcome to Imperial Valley.
Oh, welcome to you too!
Oh, ah
I've been here six times.
Oh.
Um um
Alright, let's hear it
for DJ OddJob, everybody.
Yes!
Okay, now I don't
wanna see anyone
wearing anything unapproved.
Okay, no sunglasses
out of beer cases.
Steph:
I'm looking at you, Tom.
DJ Oddjob here will smack
'em straight off your face.
You understand?
- Yes!
Thank you, boys.
That's enough. Come on.
That's pretty much it.
You know what I mean?
You can't talk to these
boys like I'm their mama,
they're grown men.
I can't top-down manage 'em
'cause I'm not their boss.
Why didn't you play golf?
Ugh, I like money and I don't
like two-day hangovers.
Hey, come on, we got a
few more trailers to hit.
Dewey:
See that drive?
All day, bud.
Are you trying to
start a cricket team?
Okay. We got six
holes to keep quiet,
behave and pretend
we're good.
You know, who
designed this place?
The drainage is shit,
they didn't tamp the asphalt.
And who put that
fuckin' tree there?
Yo.
- Hmm?
When I say something like,
"Hey Medhi, what
do you think?"
You can dive into
your whole spiel, okay?
I know, I know, I know.
You know, talk
about the plant,
cup his balls,
don't get too drunk.
I know, I know. Don't worry.
I've got it totally
under control. This guy-
Jamar:
Hey Medhi!
It's been a minute!
You remember me
from that, ah, re-retreat
to Muskoka two years ago?
Yeah, you're the guy
that organized a party
in the pool house.
That was an orgy.
Yeah, hilarious.
This guy is comedy.
You're the robot guy.
- Yeah.
Jamar:
How are things going?
Did it speed things up?
Here comes the rock!
Fuck!
- Whoa!
Fly ball!
Ah!
This is like-
- Shut up!
What's this like,
seven or eight strokes?
Jimi:
Shut the fuck up!
For the love of God,
just drop it.
I don't know where
the fuck it went.
Just take the shot!
I'd like to see
my fucking grand-
There you go.
What the?
Just give it a second.
No, no, no, no.
No, it happened to Tiger.
It happened to Tiger.
- Jimi: Have you fuckin'-
It happened to Tiger!
Medhi!
Hey, Medhi.
What do you think
the wind's doin'?
Hmm?
Jamar, I know this
plant is profitable
because I helped
build it. Okay.
There it's
efficient and,
and there's room for
more efficiencies.
What are we talking about?
We know the
plant might close.
And everyone in this
town depends on it.
And Medhi here,
he's got some great ideas.
And-and-and these two
will-will fill you on,
on the money problems.
We can prove that
Imperial Valley
is top three in
profitability.
We've actually increased
production the past two years.
That's not what
the numbers say.
Yeah, the numbers
are compromised.
Bottom line:
the plant doesn't
need to close down.
Guys, I'm good to
talk about this-
And call Charles?
Sure, that too.
Let's cut the work chatter
and talk to him after.
Perfect timing.
I shoot the lights out.
Oh, actually Jamar,
we do have one more thing.
Todd:
Yes. Hang on a second.
Chelsea:
Oh. What the hell?
What in the serious fuck?
Chelsea:
Oh my God.
Todd:
What the fuck are
you doing here?
Someone's draining a
brown snake there.
Oh shit, Bennett.
You're alive!
I'm not big on golf,
but I do enjoy spending
time with friends in nature.
The sights, the sounds.
Get off the
seltzer ya pussy.
How'd this guy
get the invite?
Great question.
Hey Jamar, how's Charlie's
bag taste in your mouth?
You look confused.
Like what's this guy?
Is he the bev cart girl?
And where are
Bum and Bummer?
We crossed paths earlier
and last night and
the night before that
and the night before that
and the night before that.
And the night before that.
I took care of 'em.
Like, gift card
'took care of them'
or wood chipper?
Todd, you forgot I made
intimacy with one of them.
We were almost
brothers-in-law.
Our kids could have
played T-ball together.
He dated Bev.
Bummer.
Yeah, I got my laptop back.
What?
It's in a better place.
Chelsea:
Fuck it. We're calling
Charles right now.
He's not the
impromptu type of guy.
Well, he is now.
Better do what your
lady says, Jamar.
She'll fuck your shit up,
turn your dick
into an accordion!
Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay,
okay, okay. Okay.
Chelsea:
Let's do it again.
Call up your boyfriend,
Jamar.
Tell him I'm vertical.
Good luck with the
German robot, Todd.
May your sperm
count always be low
so you shall
never reproduce.
Chelsea:
What an asshole!
Toodaloo!
What a fucking clown.
I'm gonna go make sure that
psycho doesn't have the girls
stuffed in the
trunk of a car.
Taser:
Come on!
Backwoods:
I'm gonna fuckin' pound you
when I have my power juice.
Taser:
Come on!
Oh yeah, who's
got ya now big boy.
Who's got ya now.
Taser:
Hey, come here! Come here!
Backwoods:
Oh, this is an
unfair weight class.
Get him, Tase!
- Come here little mullet man!
Don't be a pussy, Backwoods!
Come on, I'm gonna hang
that mullet on my wall!
Hey, you getting fucked up?
I've only had one beer.
Sorry.
Question.
Answer.
I need you to go up to Medhi's
office and look for something.
It's a drawing of
the flare stack.
Yeah. Okay. I-I know the one.
I've seen it.
Okay, good.
And when you find it,
I need you to bring it
down to the golf course.
Can I leave work?
I mean, you know,
Steph has me doing some
pretty serious rounds here.
I'm authorizing
you to leave work.
It's important.
Oh, I thought-I thought
safety was paramount.
I need to show Medhi's
work to corporate.
They're trying to close
our refinery down.
Ah, okay, um, can I
get Steph to help?
Fine, but don't tell anybody.
Bye, Todd.
Ah, fuck Audrey.
Okay. Oh
Smells like my old
math teacher in here.
Oh, straight A's, huh?
No, none of these look like
a big dick shaped thing
with flames coming
out of them.
A fire breathing dick.
Fire breathing dick.
Garbage?
Ugh.
Fire breathing dick?
We could see if the garbage and
recycling guys grabbed it.
Yes.
Steph:
Hey Felipe!
Ladies! What brings you
to this stinky sanctuary?
When do you pick up
garbage and recycling?
We collect mañana.
Damn. I wonder where
else it could be.
Have you guys
removed anything
from Medhi the
engineer's office?
I know who took it.
Only one man has an
obsession with Medhi,
knows his comings and goings,
what he ate for breakfast,
his bowel movements.
Is that person you?
Meet me in the trailer
at the back of the yard.
You know the one.
Ah, the condemned trailer?
The one no one's
supposed to be in?
I don't want to be
on another list.
What's
that guy's problem?
Ooh ooh! Distractions!
Goddammit! Gah! Always!
- Holy shit.
I miss this putt,
I drink out of that pond.
Voodoo hex!
Do you want me to get
you a cup for that
or are you gonna lap it
up like a little kitty?
Okey dokey.
Ah! Come on!
Come on Medhi, you're fine.
You're fine and
absolutely fine.
Nothing abnormal.
Are you gonna make
me do this, man?
Like a kitty.
That's it, big boy.
Oh yeah.
Jimi:
Backwoods:
He's dead. He's dead.
He's nailed it.
He's nailed it.
Fucking hell!
Oh yeah, Daddy,
got you good.
Oh yeah-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Fuck yeah.
There you go,
you little stinky bugger.
You're going back
in your little home.
Todd:
And I thought you two were
being turned into compost.
Or being fed to pigs.
You sold us out to Bennett!
Yeah, but he bought
us mani's and pedi's,
and champagne and massages.
Bev:
Mmm. He said it was payback
for all the shit
he's put us through.
He called it
"emotional reimbursement."
Barb:
We have an open tab.
Do you want something?
Bev:
Yeah. Get in on this.
Todd:
No, I'm good.
But you two aren't.
You need to think
before you act.
That totally fucked us.
Barb:
Oh yeah.
Why wouldn't he just
meet us out here?
I mean
Homer:
Who is it?
What's your call sign?
Ah, Todd's Sister.
Homer:
Leave your phone outside.
Godspeed.
Hello.
Jesus!
Who sent you?
Ah, you did.
What's your objective?
I'm here strictly for
research or intelligence.
Something was removed from
the Chief Engineer's office.
You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?
Fuck sake!
Raised in a wealthy family
in Powai district in Mumbai.
His family operates a mega-corp,
which provides 17.7%
of the world's
plastic grocery bags.
Abandoned his engagement
to a woman from another power
family and fled to Canada
broke and exiled.
Applied as a junior
engineer at Conch.
His trajectory has
been upward ever since.
Okay, well, here's some
high-level intel for you:
Ah, the owner of
this company-
Charles C. Conch.
Chuckles.
Chuckles?
Chuckles wants to shut
this plant down, okay?
Homer:
So we let a
foreign operative
continue to work with us.
Why?
Because If this
plant disappears,
so does your job,
your-your salary,
your life.
You'll have to move out
west and work pipeline.
You'll share a bunk with
a guy named Skinny Ralph.
Your wife will stay home
and lay her own pipe.
You'll turn a blind
eye to the affair
because you're scared of
being alone until she just
has enough and divorces you.
And then you'll spend
the rest of your days
drinking your
sugar-free energy drinks
and eating TV dinners.
You'll spend thousands of
dollars on prostitutes,
but not for sex,
for cuddles.
There it is.
Chelsea:
Okay. Just let's hit
pause on golf right now.
We should track down Medhi.
He's a wreck.
Jamar:
Is that his shirt?
Chelsea:
Shit.
We've only got a few
more holes to play.
Oh God.
Are you serious right now?
God, the PR disaster,
and Bennett's bullshit,
and our boss trying to
fuck this town outta spite?
Your future with this company
will end up in the shit hole.
Oh, you mean like everyone
else in this town?
No, they should
know what's coming.
At least give 'em a chance.
Audrey:
Todd, I got it!
It was a team effort.
Oh, please. I was the one
who had to go into that
creepy ass trailer.
I've been there
a hundred times.
Is this what you're
talkin' about?
Yep.
Check it out.
Jamar:
It's been a minute since
I've seen drawings,
but this is interesting.
We can licence our
flare tip technology.
Owning it would be lucrative.
If it works.
What's the timeline?
Well, we could add it
to the flare stack
we're currently retrofitting.
I'm not a planner.
We'd have to change the gauge
of pipe on all the headers.
That's gonna add a
couple hundred welds.
We'd have to test it all.
- Yeah.
Four to five weeks?
How 'bout one week?
Do that and Charles
would do cartwheels.
Come on, man.
No hard feelings.
Have some meat.
Break some bread.
Eat your greens!
Okay, once again,
I'd like to thank the owners
for allowing us to play
here again this year.
The only track in a 20 kilometre
radius that'll have us.
As for the tourney,
we got a new course record.
Coming in with
a minus eighteen,
is of course, Dale Edgars.
You cheated! You cheated!
- I didn't cheat! I didn't!
You saw!
Backwoods:
This is bullshit!
Ah, I thank you. I just,
I-I looked into my
heart and, ah
Sit the fuck down, Dewey!
You cheated! Minus 18?
Who shoots minus 18?
Steph:
Dale Edgars?
Chelsea:
Thank you, everyone,
for your personal donations.
Today we raised over
$23,000 for the
the whales?
That's great. I love whales.
And on a more serious note,
um, I wanna
address any rumours
that you'll hear about
the plant closing.
These are not rumours.
I was sent here to oversee
the closing of your facility.
I fuckin' knew it!
- What?
You're a traitor!
- Son of a whore.
Hang on.
But it shouldn't be closed.
Now this is one of the best
refineries I've ever seen.
Yes it is!
Charles Conch
should know this!
Yes!
- He should!
We need to hustle and get
the flare stack online,
and our timeline to
do so is shrinking.
What-what she's saying is,
our accounting has
been dog shit.
Bev:
Hey!
The previous
Site Manager, Bennett,
was irresponsible and he
completely fucked us.
But as much as it
was his fault,
I take the blame as well
because I didn't do
anything about it.
'Cause you're a pussy.
How do we get rid of you?
You can't.
Not now.
Looks like me and you
are tunnel buddies.
What the fuck, Barb?
Barb:
He did that himself!
I swear to God!
Seriously? Bennett?
Barb:
Free champagne, open tab.
I don't know.
Bennett:
I can feel some
tension here.
I think you two should
work this out, okay.
Todd:
Real nice. Real nice, Barb.
Barb:
Sorry.
Todd:
I would never do that to you.
Chelsea:
All right. Who
needs a band, right?
Um
Look, there is no reason
that you should trust me,
but there is a
way out of this.
One of our very own,
Medhi, our chief engineer,
has designed new technology
that will put us on the map.
Taser:
You already tried to
replace us with robots!
Yeah!
Let's prove that
Imperial Valley
has the best trades
and the best fuckin'
refinery in the world!
Has anybody seen Medhi?
Need a lift?
Ah, I just called a cab.
Oh no. Cancel it.
Oh, well if it
wasn't for you,
this day would've
ended differently.
So, you knew they were
gonna shut the plant down
and that's why you came?
No, I know that now,
but I didn't when I
accepted the transfer.
Right. Yeah.
I can see why you
wouldn't tell anyone.
It's a new place and you
don't know anyone here.
I got to where I am now
by doing what's asked of me.
I put the company
first before people.
That's funny?
Yeah. Yeah. Well, 'cause
people are your company.
And people can also suck.
And this town doesn't
forget very easily.
I mean, some do forgive
and some put sugar
in your gas tank.
Well, that's a weird
way to cheer someone up.
But thank you.
You know, you messed up
and now you're fixing it.
You might actually have
more to offer this town
than you think.
Sorry, that was totally
outta character.
Todd:
Medhi?
Yo, Medster!
The Medman, where are ya?
Medhi:
Golden Arm!
Where've ya been?
You missed everything!
Yeah. Well, I, I fell
asleep in the grass
then, uh, some kind of
wild animal woke me up.
I was really worried
about you, Medhi.
Hey, can I borrow your sock?
I already used my hat.
Are you done?
Just gimme like
ten more seconds.
Todd:
Not you shitting in the cup.
I'm talking about blowing
your brains out every night.
The drunk driving.
Like you're 50 going on 20.
Aren't you tired, brother?
Buddy,
I'm exhausted.
I bet you are.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Don't leave a mess.
Ugh.
Todd:
You're the fuckin' mess.
Come on, man.
Let's get you sorted.
Golden Arm. Old buddy.
I don't know where
my wallet is.
Todd:
It doesn't matter.
We'll find it.
Man, this is like
my fifth try at this.
Okay, it's a great idea but
I've maxed out my benefits.
I think I'm in love
with my physio girl.
Todd:
Forget about it.
We got this one.
All the funds we raised
will pay for it.
The whales,
they can wait
till next year.
Yo.
Did I shit in the hole?
Don't worry about that,
it's gonna rain.
Good luck, Medhi.
Hello? I'm back!