Silicon Valley 3×10
& Gavin: How the fuck does something like this happen? How does an elephant just die?
& Gavin: Patrice, I thank you for your honesty, and I will repay you with my own... I honestly never want to see you in my offices again. You’re fired.
& Erlich: ...And then, it settles in. F.O.M.O. The fear of missing out.
& Erlich: It’s my Mona Lisa. And the entire cornerstone upon which I built this motherfucking cathedral that I will forever be remembered for, was this beautiful... little... uptick.
& Dinesh: Well, whatever you did or didn’t do, that was serial-killer-level shit.
Gilfoyle: Agreed. I think I finally respect you as a CEO.
& Jared: Richard, don’t weaponize my faith in you against me.
& Gilfoyle: I hope you don’t think we’re guilty by association, because then we would have to think you’re guilty by association, which we don’t.
& Monica: Well, I really appreciate it. Uh, Laurie wants out.
& Richard: Fuck.
Jared: Yeah... Frick.
& Dinesh: Look at this. There are 157 people using it near Gleb. And 400 people using it near Tara in Boston.
Gilfoyle: Yeah, I told her to give it to her Satanist friends out there. Looks like she did.
Dinesh: She knows 400 Satanists in Boston?
Gilfoyle: The Catholic church really did a number on that town.
& Richard: So when you were referring to the person who bought Pied Piper as a contemptible asshole, you were talking about Erlich?
Laurie: To which contemptible asshole did you think I was referring?
Monica: Gavin Belson.
Laurie: Oh... I see. No.
& Erlich: You want a number? The percentage I give a fuck about you, zero. It’s trending steady.
& Erlich: I don’t trust you, Richard Hendricks.
& Big Head: Do we really want it to be called Pied Piper anymore?
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