Poker Face

Nice pushups.

Alright, let's go!

- Let's go. Let's go. - Lock in.

Lock in Get 'em, Brick.

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Brick! Brick!

Brick! Brick! Brick! Brick!

Brick! Brick! Brick! Brick!

Brick! Brick! Brick! Brick! Brick!

That's what I'm talkin' about!

- Keep it up. - Come on.

Let's get it on the board.

You set a new gym record.

Alright. Alright. Alright.

No, you earned it this time.

Here's to the good stuff, fellas!

- Good stuff! - Whoo!

Good stuff!

Bro, stop skipping leg day. Come see me, okay?

Denise, great form on those Arnolds, great form.

Keep up the good work.

Is that Big Bessie?

Is that a bicep I see poking out?

Don't patronize me, Bubble Butt.

Okay, I would never do that, alright?

Looking good, though. Jacked as a champ.

Yeah!

Rocky!

Lookin' good as ever, bro.

- Rodney. - Yeah, man, yeah!

Um, Brick, can we talk?

Yeah.

Uh, uh, I've been coming here for almost a year,

and I'm not seeing the same gains as the other guys.

Alright, well, uh, let's take a look.

How many pounds are you at right now?

No, Brick. I'm-I'm eating enough protein.

I've had, like, 18 eggs today.

Oh, that's a lot of sulfur, my guy.

We should talk seitan.

You're not listening to me.

You never listen to me.

I'm here to listen, Rudy.

- Rodney. - Yeah, man.

See, what you need is patience.

Most important part of a--

- No, I don't have time for patience. - Okay.

My high school reunion is coming up.

- My school bully is a firefighter now. - Okay, mm-hm.

So, he's basically paid to work out all day.

So I need gains, fast. And...

I know you're selling something on the side.

What are you talking about?

I'm not an idiot.

I hear Kevin and Satish talking about "the good stuff."

I see you doing handoffs with cash in the back office.

I don't care if it's HGH, steroids, whatever.

Cut me in, man.

We would never, and I mean never, sling juice here.

The Brick House is an all-natural,

environmentally sustainable gym, bro.

Well, I want whatever the guys on the board are getting.

Give me the good stuff. Please.

I got you, bud. Okay? Leave it to me.

- Thank you. - Alright.

Alright.

It's busy out there.

- Hey. - Hi, babe.

Who wants their favorite lunch?

- Chicken nuggies. - Ah, almost.

- Ground stew. - Hey.

Okay.

- Uh, Lil? - Yes, sweetie.

I got to ask you something.

Um...

do you think you can skim a little more of the good stuff?

Uh, I got a new buyer lined up.

Honey, I can't.

Dr. Akamie is already suspicious.

If she finds out what we're doing, I'll lose my job.

- Yeah, yeah. - And then what?

Yeah. No. O-Okay.

It's just, it's our bestseller,

and we only sell to, like, 10 guys.

If we could add three or four more,

it'd really make a difference.

Wait, is the gym in trouble?

Am I going to have to talk to my dad?

No, no, we're fine. Don't tell your dad, okay?

It's just, you know, the good stuff works so well.

I just want to, you know, help out more guys.

You do look good on it.

- Eh? - Oh, thank you, baby.

Okay, listen, I'll keep skimming the regular amount,

but no more.

Okay, uh, that's fine.

- Totally fine. - Alright. Now...

See you tomorrow, Dr. Akamie.

I managed to get a little extra good stuff.

Oh, thank you, Lil, that's great.

Rodney's going to be psyched.

He won't believe what this stuff does for his progress.

- Rodney? - Yeah.

Brick, are you crazy?

You can't sell to Rodney!

But it's his high school reunion.

His bully's a firefighter.

And he is a health inspector for the city.

No, he's not. What makes you think that?

Rodney, hi.

- I'm a health inspector for the city. - Oh.

What did you tell him?

Nothing, Lil, I promise!

Look, look. Come here. Come on.

Don't worry, okay? I got this.

I got this.

- Enjoy, bro. - Thanks.

Here you go, buddy.

- This is the good stuff? - My own personal blend.

Organic whey from grass-fed cows in Ireland.

Creatine, vitamins, minerals. One scoop, twice a day.

- How much? - For you?

It's on the house.

Until you see some gains, then it's $150 a week.

- Ah. - Trust me.

You'll tear that firefighter in two like a phone book.

- Yeah! - Yeah!

- Yeah! - Yeah!

Go get 'em, tiger.

- Okay. - Alright, watch your step.

Sorry.

Get it up. Get it up. Let's go. Let's go.

Let's go.

Come on!

Nice barbell curl.

You set a new gym record.

Cheers.

No stuff like the good stuff, fellas.

Fuck, yeah!

Enjoy your workout, ladies.

Satish, I got it, bro!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Good job. You did not need a spot.

Nice bench press.

Wanna try for 220?

Nah, 200's my limit, thanks.

Alright. Don't forget to log it.

Get you up on that Brick Board.

Oh. Oh, yeah, yeah. Thanks, brother.

Alright, have a great one.

Great job. Lift, laugh, love.

Hot Rod. You're here late.

Good for you.

What, you need a spot?

No, what I need is an explanation.

I can smell fresh human breast milk from a mile away.

- O-kay. - Mm-hm.

I'm thinking maybe I'm the one who needs an explanation?

Steroids, I could deal with.

Drugs, medicine, not my domain, but this?

This is my beat, Brick, and it's disgusting.

No, n-- No, man.

Hey, that's what we're all about.

Clean, organic, freely available.

It's God's all-natural gains elixir, bro.

It is a health code catastrophe

and a gross erosion of the public trust.

Unregulated breast milk,

teeming with staphylococcus bacteria.

Stealing from babies and mothers in need.

Oh, come on now. You're making it sound terrible.

It is terrible. It's terrible.

Look, I'm going to level with you, Rodders, okay?

This place is a money pit.

Eco cleaning, water filtration, sustainable everything.

Look, selling the good stuff

is the only way to stay afloat, bro.

I don't care.

I am turning you in,

and I'm shutting you down!

Dude.

I had to borrow money from my wife's dad

to start this place, okay?

He scares me.

And, oh, my God, my wife.

She'll lose her license, bro.

Well, you should have thought of that

before you started giving breast--

Hey! What are you doing? Get off!

Destroying the evidence, what do you think?

Okay. You need to stand down, little man.

I can't stand bullies. Especially dumb ones.

You think this place isn't full of evidence?

You think your meathead clients won't turn states

in an elevated heartbeat?

We can, uh, work this out.

- Right, Robbie? - It's Rodney!

Are you doing karate?