Did you see the skeeved-out look on Emily Chang's face? I can see by the sour, pinched expressions on all your faces that Richard has filled you in regarding the unfortunate circumstances that have forced me to relinquish my stake in your fair company. Yes, uh, Richard Hendricks, - do you know Mark Pincus? No, I was just-- I kind of like the way it-- can we just push this to next week, please? No, I don't know why-- Oh, boy, it is chilly. Did you not listen to a word I just said? Richard, there's a three to four percent chance that this is going to get out on its own, but there is 100 percent chance that if you issue a press release no one will ever take me seriously again. Consider it my farewell dinner. You can't keep lying to him like this. All the media stuff has been pretty overwhelming, especially lately. He's a fuckin' dick, but I love him, though.
Well, then who the fuck did? She forces him to sell her all his shares. I mean, like, in the world. I built this company with my bare hands in my fucking garage. You could have a billion-dollar company. Now, let's let the horns sort of look like my dick. Plus, there's the visual component.
Richard, do you know what happens if this goes public? Erlich came to me with an outside offer to sell half of his Pied Piper shares. Also, uh this is the check for next month's use of the house as our office, but we'll be out by the end of the month. The reason I'm calling has absolutely nothing to do whatsoever with the fact that I own half of your blog and everything to do with the fact that I was just named Chief Evangelism Officer of Pied Piper. There's this great little hiking trail near my lodge in Jackson Hole. My shares don't transfer to Raviga until the next board meeting.
Gavin Belson just presented us with his bare buttocks in submission. He potentially fucked the company. I told them I was pesca-pescatarian. Would this job have a title? It was a sale of a big block of Pied Piper stock. To Russ Hanneman for five million dollars.
I, uh-- so wait, she outbid you? You need to call me. And I have a story. I think my absence would be noted. Who the fuck-- I don't know. Do you work for Pied Piper? We called this board meeting to inform you that it's time for Hooli to let go and move on without you at the wheel.
I grant you, we've stumbled on offense of late, but the best offense is a good defense. Between Nucleus and Endframe, you've burned through three-quarters of a billion dollars, with virtually nothing to show for it. Let us not forget Meinertzhagen's Havers-- Yes, yes, Meinertzhagen's Haversack. My friend Dinesh here has a little crush on you. Excuse me, do I know you? You think when I dropped below a billion I walked around telling everybody? Now Gilfoyle, I have you at about a 40 long? Your shame is my paradise.
I have to be back here. You think you're embarrassing me, but that's only the secondary effect of that shitty jacket. It's fucking humiliating losing all your money. We don't do that here. I know what you're doing. Jared, she's the only one who hates the platform.
And besides, let's be honest, Richard shouldn't be in the public eye without me along to help. Not exactly the way they were. These included the right to block any transfer of stocks with a majority vote of the board. Clearly, but is there anything you guys want to tell me about the company? I mean, you're on your way to Jackson Hole, I'm going to Jackson Hole. Maybe it was a negotiating tactic? Um, it won't be quite what you had, but it's something. Well, it sounds mighty Christian of you, Gilfoyle. Well, let's not jump to conclusions.