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You need to be consoler in chief.

That is not my strong suit. Previously on The Oval.

[News Commentator] After days of attacks, President Franklin

decided to retaliate by using military force.

I fought with a guy who tried to kill Bobby,

and I saw he had a tattoo of a snake on his stomach.

Someone at the White House has gone to the press.

[News Commentator] Award-winning Times journalist

Abrielle Monroe was found dead in her car.

What the hell do you think they would

do to you when they find out that you leaked this?

Don't tell me this sophisticated

agency has no idea where my son is.

I found your house, bitch.

- Hey. - [Priscilla] It's about time.

I got up here as soon as I could, Priscilla.

Donald's been on me like a hawk.

I hope I don't get in trouble for being up here.

By who? I'm in charge up here. I called you.

You know Donald does not care about that.

Look, what's going on?

My head is pounding. I want to go home.

Abrielle is dead.

What?

Someone murdered her.

The reporter? We were just with her,

I know... Evidently, right after we left, she was ambushed.

What? How?

It's on the news. Look.

[Anchor] Abrielle Monroe was a role model to so many

of us journalists.

There is already speculation

that this was a professional and a targeted hit.

Colleagues of hers at The Times

are hinting that Abrielle was working on a provocative story.

And that story may be what got her killed.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Fuck no! No, Priscilla!

Are you okay?

No, I'm not okay. No, I'm not okay.

This is too much for me.

Okay, okay. Just... just try to... try to calm... calm down.

Don't tell me to calm down. I told you we shouldn't do this.

I told you not to do this, Priscilla.

No, you didn't! Okay... come on.

- No, no, no. - Okay.

They're gonna kill us, Priscilla!

- Calm down, Allan. - Calm down...

Calm down? You're telling me to calm down?

We're going up against the most powerful family in the world.

And our only lifeline,

our little fuckin' lifeline, is dead.

And they're gonna kill me and you just like they did her.

Okay, this is not the time to give up or to freak out.

- We have to come up with a plan. - Plan? [chuckles] Plan?

There's no fucking plan, Priscilla! It's over!

- Give it up! - This isn't over for me.

Well, you are crazy.

My only plan is to pray

that they don't find out it was us.

Play their little game

and I hope to God that they

don't throw me under the jail or blow my fucking head off!

Allan... Allan, I cannot do this with you right now... Please?

Okay, we need to stick--

I need you to leave me the hell alone.

You did this.

- [Priscilla] What? - Shit!

[sighs] Oh, God.

They always get away with it.

I have people working

on finding out which reporters are trying to write the story.

I'm working on a more surefire plan.

What could be more certain than

finding out who's writing the story?

The editor... There's no editor...

There's no one to publish the reporter's story.

[chuckles]

As always,

we both complement each other.

Yeah, we do complement each other from time to time.

[Victoria] Even after all this time,

I find it sexy when you're nice to me.

[Hunter] Uh-oh.

Maybe I should start being mean again.

[both chuckle]

[door thuds]

- Donald. - [Victoria sighs]

- I have some news. - What's that?

Mysteriously and suddenly, Abrielle Monroe is dead.

Damn, Victoria!

What... No, that happened so quick.

I don't even know if I can take credit for that.

How did it happen?

It was a professional hit... an execution.

[Victoria sighs]

Sounds like my father.

Yeah, it could be.

Is the story dead?

Well, close to it. The reporter is dead.

I just got to make sure there's no

editor over there who still tries to run the story.

I'll get to work on that for you.

I'm already on it.

Let me know if I can do anything to help.

Thank you, Donald. This is how you can help.

Tell me who the mole is.

That is the question of the day.

Well, I don't have anything for sure, but...

I do have my suspicions.

- Your Vice President. - Son of a bitch.

Or... his wife.

- Or... both. - Mm.

[Victoria] Eli will get what's coming to him.

I guess karma has a way of catching up with all of us.

- Mm... - I'm not speaking of karma.

- Oh, no? - [Hunter] All right.

Well, thank you, Donald.

Keep your eyes and ears open, please.

[Donald] Yes, sir.

Send Isaac in if he's out there, please.

[Donald] Yes, sir.

Isaac? Yes, I did call for you.

What's going on with Operation Bad Lunch?

Well, it's underway.

- Meaning? - Meaning I have the agent.

It's an insidious poison manufactured in Russia.

- [Isaac] Checks all the boxes. - Tell us.

Well, it'll look like some other health issue.

It'll likely not be detected in an autopsy.

It's torturous.

He'll be screaming in excruciating pain.

And medical staff won't be able to detect it

in order to give him relief.

If this happens as you say it will...

You will get that bonus we discussed.

- Thank you, First Lady. - When, Agent Isaac?

- Soon... Tomorrow. - I love you, Agent Isaac.

Love you, too, Mr. President.

- Hunter! - What now?

- We have a situation brewing. - Tell me.

An unarmed Black teen was murdered outside of St. Louis.

- By a police officer? - [Dilva] Yes.

Unprovoked?

It appears to be completely unprovoked.

Is there a video?

There is a video that just surfaced.

The local police had buried it.

Does the video support the officer's account?

Absolutely not. Take a look.

[Hunter sighing]

[gunshots]

- [screaming] - My God!

[Man] Ladies and gentlemen, the President and First Lady.

♪ Feels like I'm running out of time ♪

♪ You gotta get yours, I gotta get mine ♪

♪ Not really sure where we're headed to ♪

♪ I just hope that you make it when I do ♪

Are you okay?

Can I be honest?

Please?

I'm scared.

[Simone] Of course you're scared.

- We all are. - But no, Simone.

I'm just so mad.

I can't afford to be scared. And I can't afford to be weak.

- Priscilla, you're human. - No. That's the excuse.

I come from a long line of strong Black women.

I may not have liked how they

dealt with their cheating husbands, but...

in every other way, I admire them.

They were so strong. They were fearless.

I mean, my mom was stronger than my dad at times.

They would go through a rough time, and my dad would let fear

and doubt and nervousness creep in, and she would say,

"No, Thomas, we're gonna get through this."

Or, "Thomas, stop feeling sorry for yourself

and learn how to ride these troubled waters," she would say.

And every time he was thrown a curveball,

he and my mom would figure out

how to ride that troubled water.

So, no, I can't let this beat me.

I put everything into Abrielle.

And now she's gone. But I gotta figure this out.

But I can't lie.

I just feel like there's no hope.

Priscilla, look, there's always hope.

Yes. That's it. Tell me more of that.

That's what I need to hear.

You and I had the same kind of mother,

and she would tell me all the time,

"When life throws you curveballs, you have to pivot."

She said, "Simone, you got to learn how to pivot."

That's it, Simone. Thank you.

See, Allan ran out of here. He was all hysterical.

He just gave up.

But I can't deal with that kind of negative energy right now.

I'm not giving up on this.

- I'm going to win this. - Now you got me hyped up.

[chuckling]

I admit, when I came in here, I was feeling very defeated.

We won't be defeated.

We will hearken the words of your mother.

- We're gonna pivot. - Pivot.

- [laughing] - [sighing]

All right.

Did Abrielle tell anybody else about the story?

Yes... Remember, her editor approved the story.

Oh, okay. There you go.

Okay, so all we have to do is get to the editor.

You see, the story isn't dead. The editor can still release it.

Yes! Yes!

And even more so... Abrielle was so respected.

The editor is going to want vindication.

Mm-hmm.

And we are going to give him or her that vindication.

All I gotta do is find out the name of the editor.

Well, that's just a simple online search.

Yes, yes, yes, okay! Okay!

Priscilla, look, please be careful, okay?

Plus, you know these phones are tapped.

I'm gonna have to assume that all these walls have eyes.

No, no, I know, and that's why I'm gonna go home.

I'm gonna make my calls and mount

my defense on my own turf.

I'm still afraid for you to go home.

No, no, no, I'll be safe in my own home, I promise you.

- I'll be good there. - All right.

Okay, well, I'm gonna get back downstairs.

- [Priscilla] Okay. - We're going to figure this out.

- Yeah. - We're gonna ride

these troubled waters.

We're gonna pivot.

- We're gonna pivot. - [laughs] Okay.

- Be careful, okay? - All right.

Thank you.

Okay... Okay.

Look at this cheap-ass shit.

Thought you were a chef. No taste.

[line trilling]

[phone ringing]

- Who could this be? Excuse me. - [phone ringing]

- Hello. - Mother.

Jason.

[Jason] I'm your only living child,--. Who else?

- What a surprise. - Put him on speaker phone.

Well, where are you, darling?

[Jason] Wouldn't you like to know?

[whispering] Keep him talking.

I would.

You're never going to get a chance

to lay a finger on me ever again, Victoria.

Oh...

You want to run from a fight? Where's the fun in that?

No, I'm not running from you ever again.

But you, on the other hand,

you're going to spend the remainder

of your days running from me,

just hoping and wishing

and praying that I'm not lurking over your shoulder,

ready to cut your heart from out of your body.

So violent.

You really are troubled.

Don't call me troubled, Mom. Don't call me troubled.

Well, you are definitely troubled.

You're a freak.

Don't call me a freak.

Freak.

You do realize that anyone who has ever

called me a freak is either dead or dying.

Is that so?

- Well, I'm shaking in my pumps. - Oh, you're gonna be the one

shivering in agony and fear, Mother.

- That's for sure. - Okay, freak.

Don't call me a freak, you stupid--!

Where are you? I want to come find you.

[Jason] Don't worry about where I am.

You said you wanted to cut my heart out of my body.

I want you to say it to my face.

Well, don't worry, Victoria.

I'm gonna find you at the right time.

You're gonna regret the day

you ever pushed me out of your nasty pussy,

you fucking whore!

I've regretted that for a long time.

Really? You regretted having me, Mother?

Ever since I realized you were a freak.

I hate you.

Is he still on?

- He just hung up. - Damn.

I'll see if we can get a trace.

I don't think he was on a cell phone.

I've got the agency tracing his phone and Rachel's phone.

- He sounds, um... - Crazy as hell?

Yeah.

- It's okay. We'll find him. - It breaks my heart.

You know, Agent and I

better go and see if we can pick up this trace.

[sighing]

Make sure you get that story killed.

I'm on it.

[Victoria clears throat]

Ms. Prinn, I think I need a moment.

I wish I could give you a moment, but I can't, Hunter.

Why not?

Because 16-year-old Marshawn was murdered

outside of his home while holding a pizza.

There are a lot of protests

that are popping up across the nation,

and the people need to hear

from their president right now.

What am I supposed to say, Ms. Prinn?

I can have some remarks prepared for you,

but you will have to answer some questions.

I just don't think I have it in me today.

Well, you have to find the patience

for it today, Hunter.

If I get up there...

and say the wrong thing,

you're gonna be sorry you pushed this.

You won't say the wrong thing, Hunter.

Right now, you need to man up, and you need to be the president

that the American people elected you to be.

[sighing]

I'll do my best. Tell me what you want me to say.

[Dilva] I will, Hunter,

but there is one thing that I can't prepare for you.

What is that?

[Dilva] You pushed this whole thing about police immunity.

You have this new bill

to protect police officers in the line of duty.

This bill will allow this police officer to walk.

The people believe that you

have Marshawn's blood on your hands.

How long was this idiot on the force?

He was on a few forces over the last couple of years.

He was fired at least four times.

Why the hell do people keep hiring him?

[Dilva] Well, your police bill will allow this, Hunter.

The provisions will seal past records,

a provision that the police unions fought for.

But it will keep prior offenses hidden.

My police bill is all about protecting good police officers,

the one that protects all of us.

Hunter, it protects the bad ones, too.

And people are very, very angry.

[sighing deeply]

[whistling]

[snickers]

Boom! [snickers, cackles]

Hello, ma'am. Where's Priscilla?

She's upstairs.

I hope you had a chance to talk some sense into her.

Sam, I can't make her do anything.

She's a strong-willed woman.

I know that.

I just need your help talking to her.

She won't take any advice from me,

even though I'm her damn husband.

Well, I don't know that she's in a place

to hear it from me either.

No, she's determined to stick it

to these people at the White House.

Well, she has to be smarter than that, ma'am,

because these people will stick it to her

before she can stick it to them.

I know, okay? But you should be proud of her.

She's been very brave.

What good is bravery if you're stupid?

I don't want her to be brave and dead, ma'am.

I hear you.

I do, but you need to support her.

And you have to protect her.

You can't protect someone who won't listen.

All right, look, I understand, and I will encourage her

to put her emotions to the side and be smart about this.

Please.

I hope she's not planning on going home.

- Sam... she is. - No, Simone, she can't go home.

- I tried to tell her that. - You see what I mean?

All these people are dropping like flies around here,

and she wants to go home?

I mean, she's just inviting Hunter's assassins

to kill her, too.

Look, she didn't want to put your friends,

Richard and Nancy, in any danger.

Then she shouldn't have gone to the press.

What do you want me to do?

Can she stay with you?

At least you guys have a security detail.

Sure. Sure, she can stay with us... Yeah, I'm fine with that.

- Thank you. - But, Sam...

- [Sam] Yes, ma'am. - I can only ask her, okay?

I can't force her to come.

I... I understand. But do the best you can.

Please... Please be seated.

[sighs]

Good evening.

I wanted to come before you.

My staff has just briefed me on the tragic incident

involving Marshawn Brookes.

Marshawn, a 16-year-old honor student,

a member of his school's marching band,

had evidently gone to the front curb in front of his home

to get a pizza he had ordered.

Somehow, a police officer,

responding to a call next door, approached Marshawn.

On the video, it seemed to show Marshawn

ignoring or not hearing the officer

as the teen is trying to get into the house.

We think to get his mother, or so it appears.

While trying to get to his front porch, Marshawn is shot dead.

I had seen the video and I am very troubled.

I also understand that the video was buried for weeks,

and that his mother was given

a completely different account about what happened.

This is also very troubling to me.

I have instructed the Justice Department

to take over the investigation for the local police department.

I want to ensure the American people

that we will get to the truth.

Justice will be served.

But for now, I ask that people

remain calm and allow the Justice Department

to conduct a thorough and independent investigation.

I think it's... [sighs] I think it's important

that we not rush to judgment.

I know that such shootings

happen far too often and... and cause great concern,

particularly for people and communities of color.

I understand the anger,

the fear and frustrations of this moment.

I assure everyone that we will get the truth.

With that, I will, uh... I will take a few questions.

Mr. President, at this hour,

we have angry crowds descending upon the streets

of New York City, Washington, D.C.,

Los Angeles, Chicago, Atlanta.

Have any of the city officials

or legislators reached out to you for help?

Oh, yeah.

No, we have heard from mayors and governors.

I have instructed my administration

to provide all resources and support

that local communities will need at this time.

What do you say to those angry people descending

upon the streets of these cities in protest?

Public protest is a God-given right

and a right that we as Americans must cherish.

I want every American's right to protest to be protected.

That being said,

I must emphasize that the protest

has to remain peaceful.

There is no place for vandalism, violence, looting.

Anyone who participates in such behavior will be arrested

and prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

Next question.

Thank you, Mr. President.

Congressman Collins and civil rights attorney Leno Fuller

just held a joint press conference last night.

They allege that this has been a long-standing problem

in America that you are about to make even worse.

Quote, "President Hunter Franklin's

"police bill will protect bad cops

"and embolden them,

"because that same bill protects them from prosecution.

"President Franklin is giving

"a green light to police officers to execute Black kids

"across this nation and also get away with it.

"He has betrayed African Americans,

"and the murder of Marshawn Brookes

is on his hands."

How do you respond to the people of this country that are saying

that you have emboldened police and will now make them

above the law once your immunity bill passes?

I disagree.

The police bill will protect police officers

across the country

who go on the streets every day and put their lives on the line

for the safety of all the American people.

There are times when police officers are forced to make...

impossibly tough decisions in an instant

while in the line of duty.

The new law will protect them when acting in the line of duty.

So why send your Justice Department

to investigate this, sir?

Your bill, if passed,

would already give this police officer-- whom, by the way,

has been fired from four different police departments--

complete immunity from any prosecution.

No, that is not exactly true.

There are federal charges that can be brought.

Sir, are you familiar with your own bill?

Your bill protects this officer from being prosecuted

for the cold-blooded murder for the 16-year-old boy.

How can you create such a bill?

And then, after creating such a bill,

why send your Justice Department to investigate

something that they will soon

not be able to do anything about?

I, um...

I, um, uh...

I will I will need to look into this matter,

- Sir, look into the matter? - [Hunter] Thank you very much.

[Reporter] Mr. President, please don't leave.

- One more question. - Can you answer the question?

The American people deserve an answer.

There are people angrily protesting the unprovoked murder

of an unarmed, innocent Black kid.

What an idiot... No. Come on.

I told him the police bill was bad.

He's been bought off by the police unions.

This... This bill was just

funded by right-wing crazies and loonies.

He should've listened to you, sir.

What is it, Cross?

I have your menu for the week. The chef needs your approval.

My approval? They already know what I like.

You know what I like.

I understand, but it's a new chef.

Soup every day?

Yeah... They were made aware of your diet

that you wanted to be high in greens, beans.

So the soup has, uh, white beans, kale, plenty of veggies.

It's okay. It's fine. Whatever.

I guess the chef's probably good at those.

I understand that her soups are to die for.

Mm... To die for. Okay, yeah. Fine... Approved.

Thank you, Mr. Vice President. Oh, and, sir...

What is it, Cross?

I've got myself on a list of agents to guard Mr. Cayden.

Mm... Is that right?

Yes, sir. I'm gonna get the job done.

Well, we'll see, Cross.

You'll excuse me if I don't hold my breath.

I will regain your confidence, sir.

Bobby Cayden in the casket

is the only way to build my confidence.

Yes, sir.

[monitor beeping]

Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.

It's not your fault.

I'm an agent like you. I sleep with one eye open.

[chuckling]

Yeah... sure.

How you feeling?

- Oh, I feel like shit. - I'm sorry to hear that.

- Can I get you anything? - No... no, I just...

gotta let this body heal itself like everybody keeps telling me.

Yes, but the good news is that the body

will eventually heal

and this will all be a memory one day.

Yeah... A memory I will never forget.

Well, um, I'll let you get some rest.

All right... Hey, Alonzo.

- Yeah? - Thank you.

You know...

Thank you for looking out for me.

I had no choice.

Donald threatened me within an inch of my life.

[both chuckle]

He really does care for you.

- Yeah. - [phone rings]

Well, speak of the angel, huh? Is that him?

Yep.

Yes, it is.

Can you put it on speaker for me?

- Yeah. - Just put it on my lap.

[phone ringing]

- On my chest... Hey, guys. - Hey!

Hey, boo!

Hey... Hey... That was just Alonzo. Don't get angry.

What's up, lover?

Hey, I didn't know if you'd be able to answer.

Oh, well, you know, I figured it out.

[chuckles] How are you?

Uh, you know, everything hurts.

Look, I'll be there as soon as I can, okay?

It's fine.

- [sighs] You can take your time. - Is Alonzo checking on you?

[Kyle] He is.

He told me that you threatened him.

Did he? [chuckles]

Cutiepants. Well, how about you? You okay?

- Did you get the story killed? - [Donald] Yeah, I think so.

At least I hope so.

Look, Kyle, I hate to ask you this... Um...

Do you have any idea yet who the mole is?

- No, but I'm gonna find out. - [Donald] Okay.

You just get some rest, okay?

I'll be there and bring you something to eat when I can.

- Got it? - You are my angel.

- Yeah. - [Kyle] I love you, Donald.

Yeah, I love you, too, Kyle.

- Bye. - Bye.

It feels good to be sitting at our dining table having dinner

with my wife.

[sighs] I'm not gonna lie.

You were so mad at me,

I didn't think I'd ever have you back here.

Oh... Well, you didn't pray to bring me back here?

Yeah, you know I did.

Then why so surprised?

Because you were so angry, it even tested my faith .

I was questioning if even the good Lord

- himself could calm you down. - Oh, no. God can do anything.

[chuckles] Yes, He can.

As God is my witness, you're sitting here.

I am.

I mean, how could I stay away from you?

So I hear the press conference didn't go so well.

No, it did not.

You know, this police bill I pushed has a lot of holes in it?

Uh... yeah. It's a really bad bill.

[sighs deeply] What do we do now?

First, you don't sign that bill into law.

Donald... It's my bill.

[Donald] Yeah, I know,

but you're the President of the United States, okay?

You get that bill amended, changed.

Look, you got... you got lawyers on the government's payroll.

You got friends in Congress. Talk to them.

Get them to redraft the bill.

Like always, that's good advice.

But first... you need to start by getting that rogue cop off

of the street right now.

And then you need to open up dialog

with the African American community, and your wife,

Victoria, she needs to help you.

I don't know if that's going to happen, Donald.

She hates social politics.

[Donald] Well that's something you got to work on.

She is an African American woman, Mr. President.

And no matter what the facts or opinions are,

she's the only thing from keeping you

from being called a racist right now.

[sighing]

Hey there, Holker.

- You relieving me? - Yeah.

- How's he doing? - Uh... He's good.

Okay. What's he doing?

I think he's sleeping.

All right, well, I'll let him get some rest.

You go ahead and get out of here.

- Thanks, man. - Yeah.

Enjoy your shift.

[chuckles]

You know...

I can get used to this.

What, me feeding you in a hospital bed?

You know that's not what I meant.

I mean, eating dinner with you every night.

Well, do I have to cook every night?

No... Not every night.

I could cook sometime.

Having someone cook for me sounds like a dream.

Cross?

- Hey. - Hey, Bobby.

Cross is one of the agents at the White House.

He guards the Vice President and the Second Lady now.

- Yeah, I know. We met already. - Yeah, I, um...

I was just coming to let you know that I was outside.

- I'll be here for my shift. - I appreciate it, man.

Of course... I gotta look out for you, brother.

- You might need a nap. - No. I'm good. Thanks.

Okay.

Yeah... And when he sleeps, I'm here.

Okay, yeah... Um, you're gonna need rest, too, right?

No... I'm not leaving his side.

Well, if you all need anything, I'll be outside.

Mm-hmm.

- [Cross] Okay. - Cross.

[Cross] Max.

What are you doing here?

I'm covering for Holker.

Huh?

I told Holker I would relieve him.

Yeah, Alonzo told me that you all needed help,

- so I volunteered. - Oh.

Well, thanks, but, uh, I got it.

Okay, well, I'm in the area if you need any relief.

I'll be fine.

Okay... Well, you all enjoy your dinner.

Have a good night.

Oh, and Cross?

Yeah.

Thanks for volunteering.

Of course. Anytime.

[monitor beeping]

Max... why do you look like that?

- Why do I look like what? - You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

Just eat your fries and shut up.

Isn't it nice of these guys do volunteer their time for me?

Yeah. Yeah, I guess it is.

[traffic roars]

[door creaks]

- Hey. - Hey, Sam.

- No luck? - [Isaac] Not yet.

Did you scout the entrance before you came in?

I did.

And you got agents searching all over the city?

Yeah, uh...

I'm monitoring police scanners,

public transportation, porno shops,

Porno shops?

I'm trying to get into his head

to figure out where he might show up.

And you guys think he might show up here at Kyle's apartment?

- It was a hunch Donald had. - Okay.

I've had an agent here all afternoon.

- Yeah. Keep two agents here. - It'll be tough, but I'll try.

Look, you have to. It's important.

This kid's crazy.

I talked to the maid. Are we expecting someone?

I've been texting you for the last two hours.

[sighing] Uh... I'm sorry.

I... I've been really distracted today.

Priscilla's not safe, okay?

And you know she went to that reporter for us.

Yeah... And I heard

that Abrielle Monroe was murdered today.

And she thinks they're going to come after her next.

So Sam asked her to stay here with us.

- With us? - Yeah.

He felt that that was the best thing

to do since we have a security detail here.

I don't know, Simone.

We have to. It's not safe at her house.

You do realize that her

being here jeopardizes all of our safety.

With the three of us here together,

the chance of an attack goes up exponentially.

She went to the press for us, Eli, okay?

She stood with you when you took over from Hunter.

Damn it, Simone! [sighs deeply]

Eli, we have to. That's it.

Okay... Okay, Simone.

But when this backfires on us, remember what I told you.

Oh, God, Priscilla. Come on, please pick up.

Hello, Priscilla? Look, it's me, Simone.

I've talked to Eli,

and we know it's not safe for you to stay at your house.

We want you to come here, okay? We have a security detail.

You'll be safe here.

- Simone. - What?

- Look. - [Anchor] In a remarkable

twist of fate, we have another sad death to report.

Times editor Lela Bradford is dead.

Bradford was seriously ill while at The Times

this afternoon under what authorities

are saying are very suspicious circumstances.

Many of the witnesses on the scene

said the sickness, that was very sudden

and extremely painful appeared to be a poisoning.

Of course, this is all speculation at this hour.

The coincidence of two reporters

dying this afternoon has shaken the entire industry.

I'm being told the FBI is joining the investigation due

to the serious and questionable nature of these two deaths.

Oh, my God, do you think they're trying to send us a message?

Yeah... Message received loud and clear.

We're in over our heads.

I found another agent.

He's on his way over here right now to cover.

All right. Great.

So we'll be ready if Jason Franklin decides to come here.

- Question, Sam. - Yeah.

Dead or alive?

If they kill him, they'll be doing us all a favor, but...

the President and First lady want him brought in alive.

- Then we'll try our best. - [phone rings]

Excuse me... Yeah?

Wait... What?

You gotta be kidding me... Thanks.

What? What is it?

Jason Franklin made that call earlier from your house, Sam.

Jason Franklin is in your house.

Oh, my God. My wife is there.

[sighing]

Hey.

Yes?

- You live here? - Well, that depends.

- I'm looking for a friend. - Aren't we all?

Are you flirting with me?

I could be.

- You're a handsome man. - Well, thank you.

So I was wondering if you could help me find my friend.

And what friend is that?

His name is Allan.

You don't know if your friend is here?

No.

Oh, well, call him.

I would, but he's moving.

[chuckles] That's all bullshit.

- No, it's not. - [Beaumont] Yes, it is.

I'm ex-military and I know bullshit when I hear it.

- Well, I'm telling the truth. - Okay, so call him.

I would. He changed his number.

Hmm... So you're a stalker?

[scoffs] No.

[chuckles] Okay... All right.

Would a stalker have this body?

Oh, I've seen them come in all packages.

Well. I'm not... The truth is...

Go on.

I met this guy named Allan, and he's sexy.

And I thought he lived in this building,

and I'm just trying to find him.

For what?

I want to ask him out.

Ah, that's how it goes nowadays, huh?

You... You don't wait for the man to ask you out.

No... that's not how it goes anymore.

Mm... Well, I don't know an Allan.

Okay... I don't want to be too pushy.

Oh, you already have.

Thank you.

You can leave now.

I was going to leave anyways.

She thinks I'm stupid.

Bitch that shot me right there, that bitch right there walking.

Damn, she fine! Where you going?

- Ah, shit. - [Patricia] Next on The Oval.

God, I hope we get this asshole.

Calling all those kids parents really,

really took a toll on me.

[Bobby] We have to be honest with one another.

Will Donald give you a divorce?

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Someone did try to kill Bobby. And of course, it wasn't me.

I don't have a black snake tattoo on my stomach.

He kidnaped Priscilla and tried to murder her, too, right?

[Kyle] So I'm right.

He's planning on paying all of us a visit.

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