Silicon Valley

I respect you all?

"AT&T and YaoNet close deal."

Wow. Bombshell.

Our network's slowing down because YaoNet's here, and they're attacking us.

We did not come here to attack you, simply

in order to see how you got PiperNet to work,

which it turns out you did not.

Pied Piper does not scale.

Worthless piece of‐‐

I don't need to use Gilfoyle's A.I.

in order to improve middle‐out.

I need to use middle‐out to create a new A.I.

Holy shit.

Our network overhead must've massively shrunk.

It worked. It‐‐ It‐‐ It‐‐ It happened.

We did it!

And out of the left side, you can see...

I don't know what that is.

Should I look at the... camera or you?

Documentarian: You can just talk to me. Can you introduce yourself?

Sure, yeah. Um...

: Uh, my name is Richard Hendricks,

‐and I'm the‐‐ ‐Documentarian: Could you...?

My name is Richard Hendricks. I'm, uh,

the founder and CEO of Pied Piper.

I think like most people, I first heard about

Pied Piper at TechCrunch Disrupt.

‐(audience cheering) ‐Middle‐out was a game changer.

‐(screams) ‐Announcer: The winner of this year is Pied Piper.

What you have to understand is conventional compression

was like rubbing two sticks together.

And along comes Pied Piper, out of nowhere,

with a frickin' blowtorch.

Well, we had really just started

um, a few months earlier,

and like a bunch of other Silicon Valley companies,

we were just working out of a garage.

Or a house, really.

‐Documentarian: Nice place? ‐No.

Dinesh: It was like a shit hole,

but there was so much shit in it,

it was filled all the way up.

So, it was, like, level with the ground.

If that's true, there was a little meniscus

in the shit, and that's where...

our dreams lived.

Not the kind of house you wanna take your shoes off in.

Yeah, just fuckin' smelled really bad.

It was all right.

Jared: Oh, I was the sloppy girl

in the discotheque, just twirling and twirling

like the night would never end.

Jian‐Yang won the house from me in a game of chance.

He told me to pick a number between one and 10.

I picked seven, um, but it was three.

Eh, you live, you learn.

We had knocked around for a few years,

trying different iterations of what we wanted to do.

It was at RussFest when things really got crazy for us.

‐(laughter) ‐Dinesh: It was so much money.

So much.

Yeah. Times were good.

Uh, DJ Mad Evil,

could we cut the music for a second?

I have a surprise for everybody,

and, um,

: suffice it to say,

I think that everyone here is gonna want a slice

of this moist and scrumptious cake.

We're gonna take a bite in three,

two...

Richard's in the cake!

‐Jared: one. ‐Fuckin' Gabe.

‐Surprise! ‐(rattling)

Wait a second! What's going on with the cake?

‐Push from your thighs. ‐(rattling)

‐Oh God, are you okay? ‐Richard: Fine.

‐Handle broke. ‐Oh.

‐Doesn't matter. Oh, sorry. ‐I was right.

Oh, don't worry about it.

‐Don't worry about it. It's fine. ‐Pictures...

Richard: Okay, everybody.

I'm here to tell you

that it has all been worth it.

‐Woo! ‐Uh,

because today,

it finally happened.

We just shipped

the final build...

of the PiperNet firmware for AT&T's

nationwide launch next week!

What the fuck? Is that beer?

No, you're not drinking that piss. We drink my piss!

‐ Tres Comas! ‐Oh.

Russ: I just bought

all the Pied Piper shares

that some dentist in Phoenix had.

Oh, no way. My dad's a dentist in Phoenix.

Well, hopefully he's not an asshole like this guy.

‐Big Head: Yeah, that would suck. ‐We could be talking...

Cuatro Comas!

Drink up, you fucks!

‐No, no, no, just stop. Just stop. ‐(gagging)

How does he make it look so difficult?

Another? Oh boy!

Hey! There you are.

I, uh, got you something.

Oh, Monica. (chuckle)

"Leaving AT&T.

"Just dotted the I's, crossed the T's,

and every single detail is perfect."

‐I sent this to you last week. ‐Yeah, and as soon as you did,

I knew I had to frame it.

Well, I mean, I had my assistant frame it, but you know.

It's really awesome.

Although...

Are you sure this is what I sent to you?

‐Yeah. Why? ‐Okay.

No, here.

Huh. That's weird.

Oh, it's because‐‐ It's actually kinda funny.

‐Um, I'm not sure if you‐‐ ‐Jian‐Yang: Richard, congratulations.

It's your very close friend Jian‐Yang,

and I would like you to give me free shares

of Pied Piper.

Okay, Jian‐Yang. Uh...

Well, you had plenty of opportunity to invest.

‐Still do. ‐Yeah, you can buy Pipercoin.

Monica, two men are talking business.

You can find your broom and fly away.

Suit yourself. I just checked the ledger, and the coin

we issued to Erlich was just sold for $20 million.

Richard,

is the mean lady right?

Errich is now fat and rich?

Uh, yeah, I guess.

Where is he?

I don't know.

Tibet still, maybe.

Okay.

Tibet.

Okay.

‐Richard: Huh. ‐Documentarian: So, at this point,

steaming into the launch, you had no idea

‐what was about to happen. ‐No.

No, none. None whatsoever.

Everything was going...

great.

Dinesh: What the fuck is wrong with Richard?

Why does he wanna see us so early?

Well, he's been here all night.

He wouldn't explain, but he is in a bit of a state.

‐Hey, Richard? ‐(marker squeaking)

Richard, they're here.

Oh, great. Yeah. Sit, sit. Sit, sit.

‐Dinesh: Why? ‐Just find a seat.

‐Richard, what's wrong? ‐Richard: I don't know.

Maybe nothing. Maybe something.

Look, here, I wanna show you something. Um...

You see? Okay. So, uh,

this was a message I sent to Monica last week.

She had it framed for me as a gift.

Oh, I was gonna get you a gift, but, um,

it was back‐ordered, so it's coming next‐‐

Look at the dots. Count the dots.

‐Dots? ‐The dots! Look, look.

"Every single detail is," dot‐dot‐dot, "perfect." Okay?

There are three dots in that ellipsis,

which is the correct number of dots. However,

in the message that I sent her,

there are...

four dots, which is incorrect.

Thus, not perfect. It was a joke.

‐Was it? ‐Yes. Was and is.

Okay, well, uh, I didn't change your joke, Richard.

That's what I got. Three dots.

Wait, is it... three dots that's funny or is it four?

Richard: Four, four, four. That's what I sent her, four.

But our messaging is encrypted. So,

how did what I send, four dots,

end up as three dots in her feed?

Data corruption, bit flip,

‐just a fluke. ‐Yeah, sure. Yeah, that's what I thought.

So, then I checked the logs, read the math.

The total size of all sent messages

should be the same as the total size

of all received messages, right?

But it's not. The received messages are smaller.

How? How is that possible? Unless...

our network...

is compressing the content

of encrypted files in transit.

And the only way that is possible

is by bypassing encryption.