What Happens If You Hire 50 Bodyguards?

A montage of luxury items is shown: a man on a Segway, a man putting on a visor, a modern mansion, and a luxury car.

"Some things in this world are reserved for the filthy rich, massive mansions, cars, fine dining."

Setting: suburban neighborhood — bright, natural daylight

Text: "IN THIS", "FILTHY RICH", "MASSIVE MANSIONS", "CARS"

The host stands on a Segway in front of the Saddle Ranch restaurant at night, introducing it.

"For example, this is Saddle Ranch. It's an exclusive restaurant where the top internet celebrities come to mingle."

Setting: Sunset Strip, Los Angeles — dark, with bright neon lights from the restaurant

Text: "FOR EXAMPLE:"

The host, still in front of Saddle Ranch, explains his predicament with expressive hand gestures.

"I, however, have never been able to get a reservation here."

Setting: Outside Saddle Ranch — warm, ambient light from lanterns

A flashback scene shows the host at home, on the phone, trying to make a reservation. He looks hopeful.

"Saddle Ranch, dine in or carry out? Hey, how's it going? Do you guys have any reservations open for tonight?"

Setting: living room — natural daylight from a window

Text: "EARLIER..."

The host's face falls as he is rejected over the phone. He looks directly at the camera with a disappointed expression.

"Yeah tmrw is booked as well... I'm so sorry..."

Setting: living room — natural daylight

Text: "YEAH TMRW IS BOOKED AS WELL...", "I'M SO SORRY..."

The host tries to use his subscriber count to get a reservation, but the person on the phone hangs up. He hangs his head in defeat.

"I actually am a mafia leader and I have 1 million plus subscribers."

Setting: living room — natural daylight

Text: "-HANGS UP-"

The host, now in a suit, stands in a suburban street and explains his grand plan to the camera with animated gestures.

"So I wondered if I hired bodyguards and a fake paparazzi, would they finally let me into Saddle Ranch?"

Setting: suburban street — golden hour, late afternoon sun

Text: "BODYGUARDS", "+ FAKE PAPARAZZI"

The host and his friend are in a kitchen. The host leans into the camera, speaking intensely and then winking.

"Now you guys know if we're going to do something, we're going to do it big."

Setting: kitchen — bright, indoor lighting

Text: "BIG."

The host is on a laptop, searching Google for "Kim Kardashian". An image search result page is shown with many pictures of her with a bodyguard.

"Kim Kardashian has one bodyguard."

Setting: kitchen — bright, indoor lighting

The host and his friend look at a picture of Mark Zuckerberg jogging with three other men who appear to be bodyguards.

"Mark Zuckerberg has been seen running with three bodyguards."

Setting: kitchen — bright, indoor lighting

The two friends laugh and joke about a photo of Mark Zuckerberg, specifically a sweat stain on his shirt.

"Yeah, why does he look like this? Why does he have sweat just coming out of the center of his chest?"

Setting: kitchen — bright, indoor lighting

The host looks at photos of Barack Obama surrounded by Secret Service agents.

"President of the United States himself looks like he has about seven bodyguards."

Setting: kitchen — bright, indoor lighting

The host laughs hysterically as his friend reacts with disbelief to the idea of hiring 50 bodyguards.

"Dude, that's like a organized mob. How are you going to pay for 50 bodyguards?"

Setting: kitchen — bright, indoor lighting

The host walks through a hallway, explaining that he's asked his friend Hayden to get a quote for the bodyguards.

"So I asked Hayden to get a quote for 50 bodyguards."

Setting: house hallway — bright, indoor lighting

Text: "STEP 1: BUY 50 BODYGUARDS"

Hayden, sitting on a couch with a laptop, reveals the quote. The host zooms in on the invoice on the laptop screen showing the total of $47,500.00.

"47."

Setting: living room — bright, natural light from windows

Text: "Total $47,500.00"

The host reacts with shock and disbelief to the high price, looking from the laptop back to the camera.

"$47,000."

Setting: living room — bright, natural light

Text: "$47,000"

Mack stands up in the living room, protesting the exorbitant cost of the bodyguards with wide gestures.

"Eric, we cannot spend that much money. We are going to go into debt if we spend that much money..."

Setting: living room — bright, indoor lighting

Text: "ERIC WE CAN NOT SPEND THAT MUCH MONEY", "WE ARE GOING TO GO INTO DEBT", "IF WE SPEND THAT MUCH MONEY..."

The host holds up a credit card from the sponsor, Current, and hands it to Hayden, instructing him to negotiate the price down.

"Thanks for sponsoring. You need to get it down to half."

Setting: living room — bright, natural light

Text: "THANKS FOR SPONSORING!"

The host and his friends are standing on a city sidewalk in front of a vintage clothing store. The host explains they need to buy new clothes to look famous.

"Alright, so we're meeting our first security guards in one hour. One problem. Look at me. You're disgusting."

Setting: city sidewalk — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "STEP 2: FANCY CLOTHES"

Inside the vintage store, the host discusses fashion strategies while browsing racks of clothes. Images of 6ix9ine and Justin Bieber pop up.

"You could go with like a flashy look or you could go with like the low-key like Justin Bieber look."

Setting: American Vintage clothing store — fluorescent indoor lighting

The host tries on a vibrant teal, blue, and pink windbreaker from a clothing rack.

"Yo, you actually look kind of fresh in that, bro."

Setting: American Vintage clothing store — fluorescent indoor lighting

Mack tries on a large tan coat with a fur collar and struts through the store, comparing himself to Macklemore.

"I feel like I'm Macklemore from the Thrift Shop video right now, dude."

Setting: American Vintage clothing store — bright, indoor lighting

Text: "I FEEL LIKE I'M MACKLEMORE", "FROM THE THRIFT SHOP VIDEO"

Fidias, wearing a red plaid shirt and denim overalls, approaches a female shopper and asks for her opinion on his outfit. She bluntly says no.

"Do you like my outfit? No."

Setting: American Vintage clothing store — bright, indoor lighting

Text: "DO YOU LIKE MY OUTFIT?", "NO."

Fidias, now wearing a white t-shirt and red bandana, gestures towards a group of young women in the store, trying to flirt.

"You see how many beautiful girls are waiting?"

Setting: American Vintage clothing store — bright, indoor lighting

Text: "YOU SEE HOW MANY BEAUTIFUL GIRLS ARE WATING?"

At the checkout counter, the cashier announces the total price for their clothes. The host reacts with a subtle, surprised look.

"Alright, so your total is going to be 453 with 86."

Setting: American Vintage clothing store — bright, natural light from windows

Text: "$453"

A stylish montage shows the friends walking down city streets and alleys in their new, eccentric outfits.

Setting: downtown Los Angeles — bright, sunny daylight

The host, in his colorful outfit, shakes hands with his first hired bodyguard, Hasani, on a city street.

"I'm Eric. Hasani."

Setting: city street — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "BODY GUARD #1"

Fidias, in his farmer outfit, tells a young couple they are famous. The woman replies, "Oh for real? That's so sad."

"Oh for real? That's so sad."

Setting: outside a restaurant — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "1 BODYGUARD"

The host walks across a bridge with his two bodyguards, talking to the camera about his plan to escalate to 50 bodyguards.

"We have two security guards right now. We're going to go all the way up to 50 today."

Setting: Santa Monica bridge — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "2 BODYGUARDS"

A montage shows the group walking along the Santa Monica pier boardwalk with two bodyguards, and various people on the pier stop and stare at them.

"Listen guys, if you want people to stare at you, hire two bodyguards because it freaking worked."

Setting: Santa Monica Pier — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "2 BODYGUARDS"

The group, led by a bodyguard, approaches a woman on a swing set at the beach and asks her to leave.

"Excuse me, ma'am. We're going to have to remove you from the swing."

Setting: Santa Monica beach playground — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "EXCUSE ME MA'AM,", "WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO REMOVE YOU FROM THE SWING"

The group joyfully takes over the swings, with the host and Mack sharing one swing while Fidias is on another.

"Best day of my life! This is so fun! Whoooo!"

Setting: Santa Monica beach playground — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!", "THIS IS SO FUN!"

The friends apologize to the onlookers, revealing it's a prank for a video and that their bodyguard is not actually mean.

"Hey guys, we're just filming a video. I'm so sorry. This guy is actually really, really nice."

Setting: Santa Monica beach playground — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "HEY GUYS WE'RE JUST FILMING A VIDEO..."

The group approaches a group of shirtless men sunbathing on the beach. A bodyguard tells them they need to move.

"Sup, fellas. We're gonna need you to move."

Setting: Santa Monica beach — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "WE'RE GONNA NEED YOU TO MOVE"

The group hilariously lies down on top of the men who were sunbathing on the beach, creating a human pile.

"Boys, I'm gonna need you guys to scoochie your toochie, okay?"

Setting: Santa Monica beach — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "SCOOCHIE YOUR TOOCHIE, OK?"

The host and Mack are driving in a car, discussing their strategy. The host expresses his desire to instill fear in people.

"I want a deep sense of fear in their eyes."

Setting: in a car — natural daylight

The group arrives at The Grove, an outdoor shopping mall, ready for the next phase of their plan.

Setting: The Grove, Los Angeles — bright, sunny daylight

Text: "THE GROVE"

The group, now with five bodyguards, walks confidently through the crowded walkways of The Grove.

Setting: The Grove, Los Angeles — bright, natural daylight

Text: "5 BODYGUARDS"

The group pauses to take pictures with a group of young girls who seem excited to see them.

Setting: The Grove, Los Angeles — daylight, shaded

A bodyguard confronts a man who is filming the group with his phone. The man looks surprised.

"Aye, aye, aye, aye. I'm going to need you to stop taking pictures of my clients."

Setting: The Grove, Los Angeles — bright daylight

Text: "IMMA NEED YOU TO STOP TAKING PICTURES OF MY CLIENTS"

A mall security guard approaches one of the hired bodyguards, asking to speak to their leader. The bodyguard is then escorted away.

"Can I talk to your detail leader?"

Setting: The Grove, Los Angeles — daylight

Text: "CAN I TALK TO YOUR DETAIL LEADER?"

Fidias, looking worried, tells the host he doesn't want to get deported as police officers are now visible in the background.

"I don't want to get deported, please."

Setting: The Grove, Los Angeles — daylight

Text: "I DON'T WANT TO GET DEPORTED", "PLEASE..."

The hired bodyguards and the mall security all pull out their phones and start recording the man who was initially filming the group.

"See, now I feel threatened."

Setting: The Grove, Los Angeles — daylight

Text: "SEE NOW I FEEL THREATENED"

The group, now with 10 bodyguards and a fake paparazzi, poses for a photo on a hillside.

Setting: Runyon Canyon Park — golden hour, sunset

Text: "10 BODYGUARDS"

The host speaks to the camera, explaining that they are at Runyon Canyon, a popular hiking spot for celebrity sightings.

"This is like the classic place in L.A. It's where tourists go to try to find celebrities on hikes."

Setting: Runyon Canyon Park entrance — late afternoon sun

The group of friends and their 10 bodyguards walk up a dirt path at Runyon Canyon, forming an imposing procession.

Setting: Runyon Canyon Park — golden hour

Text: "10 BODYGUARDS"

The bodyguards form a human wall with their arms outstretched, clearing a path for the group and pushing other hikers to the side.

"To the right! To the right!"

Setting: Runyon Canyon Park — golden hour

Text: "TO THE RIGHT!"

The group walks along the path, surrounded by their security. Mack reflects on how the experience makes him feel.

"I feel like really important, but I'm not."

Setting: Runyon Canyon Park — golden hour

Text: "I FEEL LIKE REALLY IMPORTANT"

A bodyguard speaks into his earpiece, using code words. The host looks on, amused.

"The whale is dry."

Setting: Runyon Canyon Park — golden hour

Text: "THE WHALE IS DRY"

The bodyguards aggressively clear a path, pushing past a man walking a small child in a helmet, creating a comically over-the-top scene.

"There is an infant! This one's really dangerous."

Setting: Runyon Canyon Park — golden hour

Text: "THERE IS AN INFANT!", "THIS ONES REALLY DANGEROUS"

The group, now in a large open-air vehicle, cheers and celebrates as they drive through the city.

"Let's go!"

Setting: in a vehicle, Los Angeles — daylight

From the vehicle, the host points towards Hollywood Boulevard, explaining that the rest of their entourage is waiting there.

"Apparently we have another 40 bodyguards waiting on us."

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — late afternoon

The host gives a pep talk to the initial group of bodyguards on the sidewalk before meeting the rest of the crew.

"So see you guys, this is the original crew. I love the energy that we have here and we need to inspire the bigger group to have the same level of energy that we have right now, you know what I mean?"

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — late afternoon

An overhead shot shows the full group of 50 bodyguards walking down Hollywood Boulevard, creating a massive spectacle.

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — dusk

Text: "50 BODYGUARDS"

The host walks through the massive crowd of bodyguards and onlookers, looking overwhelmed and excited by the chaos they've created.

"There's so much screaming. What is happening?"

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — dusk, with streetlights

The massive group of bodyguards stops traffic on Hollywood Boulevard, surrounding cars to let their 'clients' pass.

"They're stopping a literal car."

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — dusk, streetlights

The host laughs as his bodyguards tell random pedestrians to turn around and walk the other way.

"You can't tell people to do that."

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — dusk

Text: "TURN AROUND!"

The bodyguards use their code words again and rally together to stop traffic so the entire group can cross the street.

"The whale is wet. We gon' get across, but we gonna stop traffic. Y'all with me?"

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — dusk, streetlights

Text: "THE WHALE IS WET"

The group, surrounded by their massive entourage and a crowd of onlookers, takes selfies and photos with people on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — dusk, with city lights

A person in the crowd asks a young boy if he likes the host's movies, and the boy enthusiastically agrees.

"Do you like his movies? Yeah."

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — dusk, city lights

Text: "DO YOU LIKE HIS MOVIES?"

Various people in the crowd try to identify the 'celebrity', naming movies like Transformers and Spider-Man.

"That's who it is! Spider-Man 2 and 3."

Setting: Hollywood Boulevard — dusk, city lights

Text: "THAT'S WHO IT IS!"

The host, now without his red sunglasses, stands in front of Saddle Ranch at night, addressing the camera for the final mission.

"All right, so we're now at Saddle Ranch."

Setting: Outside Saddle Ranch — dark, with ambient city lights

Text: "THE FINAL MISSION"

The host approaches the hostess stand at Saddle Ranch, which is outdoors, and asks for a reservation.

"Hey, how's it going? Can I make a reservation?"

Setting: Saddle Ranch entrance — dark, with warm light from heat lamps and lanterns

Text: "HEY HOW'S IT GOING?"

After being told there are no reservations, the host turns and signals his 50 bodyguards, who begin to approach the restaurant entrance en masse.

"Hey, boys!"

Setting: Outside Saddle Ranch — dark, with streetlights and restaurant lights

Text: "*BODYGUARDS APPROACH*"

A restaurant manager confronts the host amidst the chaos of 50 bodyguards crowding the entrance.

"Sir, you can't do this..."

Setting: Saddle Ranch entrance — dark, with warm ambient light

Text: "SIR YOU CAN'T DO THIS..."

The manager offers a table for seven in the back. The host accepts and gestures for his chosen bodyguards to follow him into the restaurant.

"Yeah boys, I think we'll take the table in the back."

Setting: Saddle Ranch entrance — dark, with warm ambient light

Text: "YEAH BOYS I THINK WE'LL TAKE THE TABLE IN THE BACK"

The host sits alone at a table inside the restaurant's outdoor patio, eating chips while seven of his bodyguards stand guard around him.

Setting: Inside Saddle Ranch patio — warm, dim lighting

The host looks directly at the camera with a somber expression while surrounded by his bodyguards.

"But I got to tell you something, it's lonely at the top."

Setting: Inside Saddle Ranch patio — warm, dim lighting

Text: "IT'S LONLEY AT THE TOP"

An outro screen appears on a retro TV display with static.

Setting: digital graphic — digital glow

Text: "SUBSCRIBE", "WATCH ANOTHER", "AIRRACK"