Original subtitles

-WAIT! -PREVIOUSLY ON "THE OVAL..."

LILLY: WHAT WILL THEY DO WITH HIM?

DONALD: YOU DON'’T WANT TO KNOW. VICTORIA: SO, WHO'’S THIS ONE?

DID SHE BIND YOU? HUNTER: YEAH. YEAH.

IT WAS FUN.

VICTORIA: THE NEXT TIME ONE OF YOUR GOONS

TRIES TO KEEP ME OUT OF THE OVAL

WILL BE HIS LAST.

-[COUGHING] -TELL ME THE TRUTH.

SHARON: I'’M TIRED OF SITTING AROUND HERE

TRYING TO BE QUIET SO THAT I DON'’T UPSET HIM.

BARRY: I WANT MY DAUGHTER.

RICHARD: WE'’RE GONNA GET HER. JUST GIVE ME THE GUN.

BARRY: I WANT TO KILL HIM. RICHARD: JUST GIVE ME THE GUN.

BARRY: DAD, I'’M NOT... RICHARD: JUST GIVE IT TO ME.

BARRY: I'’M NOT GIVING--DAD!

[GUNSHOT]

[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY]

BARRY: ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

RICHARD: ARE--ARE YOU SHOT?

BARRY: NO, I'’M NOT SHOT. ARE YOU?

RICHARD: ARE YOU SURE? BARRY: I'’M POSITIVE. ARE YOU SHOT?

ARE YOU SURE? RICHARD: NO, I'’M-- I'’M SURE I'’M NOT.

BARRY: ARE YOU SURE? RICHARD: YES, I'’M FINE.

THIS IS WHY YOU NOT SUPPOSED TO HAVE A GUN.

BARRY: I'’M SORRY. I DIDN'’T KNOW IT WAS COCKED.

RICHARD: SON, LISTEN TO ME, LISTEN TO ME. JUST--JUST GO HOME.

BARRY: DAD, I'’M SORRY. I'’M SORRY!

[RICHARD BREATHING HEAVILY] I GOTTA GET TO WORK

IN A COUPLE HOURS. I GOT--

BARRY: NO, DAD, WHAT ABOUT MY DAUGHTER?

RICHARD: LOOK, JUST GO, GET YOUR MOTHER,

AND--AND THEN GO TO THE POLICE.

YOU SHOT A DAMN HOLE IN THE DOOR!

ONE OF US COULD'’VE BEEN KILLED.

BARRY: I'’M SORRY! I'’M SORRY!

RICHARD: JUST GO HOME, BARRY, JUST--JUST GO.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[WOMAN SCREAMING INDISTINCTLY]

[ENGINE STARTS]

WOMAN: SOMEBODY SHOT HIM!

SOMEBODY SHOT HIM! HELP! HELP!

MAN: ♪ FEELS LIKE I'’M RUNNING OUT OF TIME ♪

♪ YOU GOT TO GET YOURS, I GOT TO GET MINE ♪

♪ NOT REALLY SURE WHERE WE'’RE HEADED TO ♪

♪ I JUST HOPE THAT YOU MAKE IT WHEN I DO ♪

[HUNTER SPUTTERING]

VICTORIA: DAMN. I WAS SO CLOSE.

HUNTER: IF I DIE, YOU'’RE NOTHING.

VICTORIA: NOT TRUE.

I'’D PLAY THE SAD, DUTIFUL WIDOW.

HUNTER: YOU ALWAYS HAVE AN ANGLE.

VICTORIA: YES, I DO.

AND SO DO YOU, BUT YOURS IS SHORT.

HUNTER: IT GETS THE JOB DONE.

VICTORIA: DON'’T BE SO SURE.

HUNTER: YEAH, WHATEVER.

VICTORIA: GET UP.

YOU AT LEAST HAVE TO GIVE THE IMPRESSION

THAT YOU'’RE EXCITED ABOUT THIS JOB.

HUNTER: YOU WANT TO GO TO THE OVAL?

[SNAPS FINGERS] KNOCK YOURSELF OUT.

VICTORIA: I WOULD BUT I HAVE PLANS.

HUNTER: WHAT PLANS?

VICTORIA: GET UP.

HUNTER: OW! GOD, YOU ARE WICKED.

HOW'’S GAYLE?

VICTORIA: WHAT DO YOU CARE?

HUNTER: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WHAT DO I CARE?

SHE'’S MY DAUGHTER.

VICTORIA: SO, NOW YOU'’RE THE CARING FATHER?

HUNTER: SHE WAS ASSAULTED.

VICTORIA: REALLY?

[HUNTER SCOFFS]

I'’M GONNA HAVE THAT BOY'’S ASS.

VICTORIA: HMM.

SO, NOW THE FATHER IS CONCERNED

ABOUT HIS 16-YEAR-OLD DAUGHTER

WHEN APPARENTLY, HE ASSAULTS

OTHER 16-YEAR-OLD GIRLS.

HUNTER: I HAVE NEVER ASSAULTED A WOMAN...

WITHOUT THEM ASKING FOR IT FIRST.

NICELY.

VICTORIA: KARMA'’S A BITCH, DARLING.

HUNTER: YEAH, SO, I MARRIED IT.

YOU REALLY AREN'’T CONCERNED ABOUT GAYLE?

VICTORIA: NO.

HUNTER: YOU ARE THE COLDEST REPTILE I'’VE EVER SEEN.

VICTORIA: DON'’T FORGET--

THE SSSMARTEST ONE

WHO PUT YOU HERE.

HUNTER: YOU KNOW HOW TO TURN IT ON, DON'’T YOU?

VICTORIA: YES, I DO.

HUNTER: YEAH, EVERYTHING BUT ME.

VICTORIA: I WOULDN'’T ... YOU TO SAVE YOUR CHILDREN.

HUNTER: GOOD. BECAUSE I'’D RATHER DIE FIRST.

VICTORIA: KEEP TALKING AND YOU JUST MIGHT GET YOUR WISH.

HUNTER: BE A BLESSING.

[EXHALES]

[VICTORIA LAUGHS]

HUNTER: YEAH, LAUGH IT UP.

[DOOR CLOSES]

VICTORIA: DUMB BITCH.

KEEP POSTING EVERYTHING.

YUMA ON PHONE: YES, MA'’AM.

VICTORIA: I WANT TO GO SHOPPING THIS AFTERNOON.

YUMA: MA'’AM? VICTORIA: YOU HEARD ME.

YUMA: WE CAN GET YOU WHAT YOU NEED.

VICTORIA: I WANT TO GO.

YUMA: OK. I'’LL ARRANGE IT.

MAKE IT SMALL?

VICTORIA: NO, NO, NO, NO.

I WANT THE FULL TREATMENT.

YUMA: YES, MA'’AM.

DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU'’D LIKE TO GO?

VICTORIA: I'’LL SEND YOU THE ADDRESS IN A MINUTE.

YUMA: YES, MA'’AM.

[CAR ALARM BEEPS]

[GATE RATTLES]

NANCY AND SHARON: HEY. BARRY: WHAT'’S UP?

NANCY: DID YOU FIND HER?

BARRY: NO,

NANCY: BARRY, I'’M SO SORRY.

BARRY: YEAH, OK.

WE GOTTA GO TO THE POLICE STATION.

NANCY: I'’M ALREADY DRESSED.

SHARON: Y'’ALL GO AHEAD.

BARRY: YOU GOING TO WORK?

SHARON: YES.

BARRY: MY DAUGHTER IS MISSING

AND YOU'’RE GOING TO WORK.

SHARON: WHAT CAN I DO? BARRY: YOU COULD BE HERE FOR ME.

SHARON: BARRY. BARRY: NO, IT'’S COOL.

IT'’S COOL. GO TO WORK.

SHARON: WE HAVE BILLS. I CAN'’T TAKE THIS TIME OFF.

BARRY: YEAH, YEAH. DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO.

SHARON: DON'’T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT.

BARRY: MY DAUGHTER IS MISSING... SHARON: I UNDERSTAND THAT.

BARRY: OF ALL TIMES... NANCY: STOP IT!

THIS IS MY FAULT.

I DON'’T NEED Y'’ALL FALLING OUT WITH EACH OTHER

OVER SOMETHING THAT I DID.

SHARON: MISS NANCY, THAT'’S GOT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU.

BARRY: DON'’T TALK TO MY MOTHER LIKE THAT.

SHARON: GIVE ME THE KEYS.

BARRY: I NEED MY CAR.

SHARON: I HAVE TO GO TO WORK.

GIVE ME THE DAMN KEYS!

BARRY: NO!

SHARON: WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?

BARRY: WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?

I NEED MY CAR! NANCY: HEY, TAKE MINE.

GO ON.

BARRY: YEAH, '’CAUSE I NEED MY CAR.

NANCY: BARRY.

BARRY: I DON'’T WANT TO HEAR IT. WE GOTTA GO.

[NANCY SIGHS] THE COURTS DON'’T EVEN OPEN TILL 9:00.

WHAT--WHERE IS YOUR FATHER?

HEY.

RICHARD: HEY. NANCY: ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

RICHARD: YEAH. I'’M FINE.

I...I JUST GOTTA GET READY FOR WORK.

NANCY: OK.

I IRONED YOUR UNIFORM.

RICHARD: THANK YOU.

NANCY: WHAT'’S WRONG?

RICHARD: NOTHING.

NANCY: I KNOW YOU.

RICHARD: I'’M--I'’M JUST WORRIED ABOUT THAT BABY.

NANCY: OH, I KNOW. I'’M SO SORRY.

RICHARD: DON'’T FALL APART.

[NANCY SIGHS]

RICHARD: YOU JUST GO DOWN TO THAT COURT WITH BARRY

AND, YOU KNOW, SO HE KEEPS HIS COOL, OK?

NANCY: OK.

RICHARD: I'’LL SEE YOU WHEN I GET HOME.

NANCY: OK.

BARRY!

I'’LL BE WAITING IN THE CAR.

DONALD: HI.

LILLY: HI.

DONALD: DID YOU FINALLY GET SOME SLEEP?

LILLY: YES.

DONALD: ARE YOU OK?

LILLY: I WILL BE.

DONALD: WELL... WHAT ARE YOU DOING TODAY?

LILLY: I HAVE A FEW MEETINGS.

DONALD: OK.

LILLY: AND YOU?

DONALD: FIRST DAY AS CHIEF OF STAFF. HEH.

LILLY: AH, YEAH. HA HA!

DONALD: I'’M GLAD YOU WERE AWAKE BEFORE I LEFT.

LILLY: YEAH.

DONALD: ARE YOU SURE YOU'’RE OK?

LILLY: UH, YOU KNOW, YOU SHOULD, UM...

GET STARTED WITH YOUR DAY.

DONALD: YOU KNOW, IT WOULD BE REALLY BAD FOR ME

TO NOT GO IN TO WORK ON MY FIRST DAY.

LILLY: OH. NO, NO.

I--I WOULDN'’T THINK OF IT.

YOU HAVE TO GO.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

DONALD: OK. LILLY: OK.

[RINGING] [FOOTSTEPS]

VELMA: MRS. WINTHROP, THERE'’S A PHONE CALL

FROM THE FIRST LADY, MA'’AM.

DONALD: WOW. SHE MUST'’VE BEEN

REALLY IMPRESSED.

LILLY: THANK YOU.

DONALD: HEH.

LILLY: HELLO?

VICTORIA: LILLY.

LILLY: HI.

VICTORIA: YOUR DRESS WAS A HIT.

LILLY: OH, WELL, THANK YOU.

VICTORIA: WHERE WERE YOU?

LILLY: I WAS DELAYED.

VICTORIA: WELL, I WANT TO GO SHOPPING TODAY

AND I WANT YOU TO COME ALONG.

LILLY: SHOPPING?

VICTORIA: YES.

LILLY: WELL, UM, CAN YOU DO THAT?

VICTORIA: OF COURSE I CAN.

LILLY: OK.

VICTORIA: I'’M BEING TOLD THAT I NEED TO

TONE IT DOWN IN THIS JOB, SO,

I WANT TO GO TO A PARTICULAR STORE THAT I KNOW.

LILLY: OK.

UH, I'’LL BE RIGHT OVER.

VICTORIA: NOON.

LILLY: YES, I--I'’LL-- I'’LL SEE YOU THEN. BYE.

DONALD: WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?

LILLY: SHE WANTS ME TO GO SHOPPING WITH HER.

DONALD: ARE YOU TWO BEST FRIENDS NOW?

LILLY: I GUESS.

SHE BARELY SPOKE TWO WORDS TO ME

DURING THE FITTING, AND NOW SHE

WANTS TO GO SHOPPING.

DONALD: WELL, DO NOT LOOK A GIFT HORSE IN THE MOUTH.

NOW, GO WITH IT.

LILLY: I DON'’T KNOW IF I'’M UP FOR IT.

DONALD: WHY NOT?

LILLY: DONALD, I SHOT A MAN.

DONALD: NO, YOU SHOT A LOWLIFE.

OK, YOU NEED TO GET THAT OUT OF YOUR HEAD.

LILLY: WILL YOU FIND OUT ABOUT HIM?

DONALD: YOU SHOULD REALLY LET THIS GO.

LILLY: I JUST-- DONALD: I JUST NEED YOU

TO LET THIS GO.

LILLY: OK. OK.

DONALD: I'’LL SEE YOU WHEN I GET HOME.

LILLY: OK.

DONALD: OR, HEY, I'’LL SEE YOU THERE.

LILLY: YES.

PRISCILLA: LET ME GUESS. SHE DIDN'’T EAT IT.

JEAN: NO.

PRISCILLA: THAT LITTLE GIRL.

JEAN: YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY.

RATS CAN SMELL POISON IN FOOD.

PRISCILLA: I WAS JOKING.

JEAN: HA HA! IT WAS OUTSIDE OF HER DOOR.

PRISCILLA: OK. WELL, LET'’S GET THE TABLE SET FOR BREAKFAST.

JEAN: OK.

PRISCILLA: ARE YOU OK?

JEAN: YES.

PRISCILLA: ARE YOU SURE?

JEAN: YES.

PRISCILLA: WHAT'’S WRONG, JEAN?

JEAN: NOTHING.

PRISCILLA: OK.

HAVE YOU SEE THE SON?

JEAN: YES.

PRISCILLA: HE'’S A BIT OF A MYSTERY, THAT ONE.

JEAN: I THINK HE'’S KINDA CREEPY.

PRISCILLA: WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?

JEAN: I'’M NOT SURE. I WAS DOWN THE HALL

PICKING UP THE TRAY,

AND I JUST FELT SOMEBODY STARING AT ME.

PRISCILLA: WAS IT HIM?

JEAN: I'’M NOT SURE. I JUST SAW

A NAKED SHADOW IN THE BEDROOM

AND THEN THE DOOR CLOSED.

PRISCILLA: WHAT? JEAN: YEAH.

PRISCILLA: AND YOU THINK IT WAS HIM.

JEAN: I MEAN, I THINK SO. OR A GHOST.

PRISCILLA: THAT'’S NOT FUNNY.

JEAN: I'’M TRYING TO LAUGH ABOUT IT.

PRISCILLA: WATCH YOURSELF.

JEAN: I WILL.

PRISCILLA: WHEN RICHARD GETS HERE.

I'’M GOING TO TALK TO HIM ABOUT

PUTTING A MAN ON HIS CLEANING DUTIES.

JEAN: OK. PRISCILLA: ALL RIGHT?

JEAN: I THINK THAT'’S A GOOD IDEA.

PRISCILLA: OK. LISTEN.

THIS FAMILY IS NOT LIKE

ANYTHING WE'’VE EVER SEEN.

JEAN: YEAH, WELL, THE LAST FAMILY...

PRISCILLA: WAS BAD BUT NOT THIS BAD.

JEAN: BUT THOSE LATE-NIGHT FAST-FOOD RUNS.

PRISCILLA: OH. SEE, I DIDN'’T MIND THAT.

I GOT TO REST. [BOTH CHUCKLE]

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

PRISCILLA: IT'’S HIS ROOM.

JEAN: YEAH.

PRISCILLA: GO ON AND I'’LL HAVE SAM STAND OUTSIDE.

[JEAN WHISPERS] Thank you.

PRISCILLA: YOU'’RE WELCOME.

SAM?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

JASON: COME IN.

JEAN: GOOD MORNING, SIR.

JASON: PLEASE DON'’T CALL ME "SIR."

JEAN: IT'’S THE JOB.

JASON: I SEE.

JEAN: YOU RANG?

JASON: UH, YEAH. UM, I NEED MOUTHWASH.

JEAN: I'’LL JUST GO GET SOME.

JASON: I'’M SURE YOU PUT IT IN THE BATHROOM.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO CHECK?

JEAN: NO. IT'’S FINE. I CAN GRAB SOME MORE.

JASON: NO, NO, NO, NO. NO, GO CHECK. PLEASE.

JEAN: UH... JASON: I INSIST.

JEAN: YES, SIR.

[DOOR OPENS]

HERE IT IS.

JASON: OH.

YEAH, I DIDN'’T-- I DIDN'’T SEE IT.

JEAN: NO PROBLEM. SHALL I MOVE IT

SOMEWHERE ELSE FOR YOU?

JASON: HOW OLD ARE YOU?

JEAN: I'’M 28, SIR.

JASON: REALLY?

YOU--YOU LOOK SO MUCH YOUNGER.

JEAN: SO, DID YOU WANT ME TO PUT IT BACK WHERE IT WAS?

JASON: YEAH. THANK YOU.

[DOOR CLOSES]

JEAN: CAN I GET YOU ANYTHING ELSE, SIR?

JASON: THAT'’S A LOADED QUESTION.

JEAN: OK. IN THAT CASE,

JUST GIVE ME A CALL IF THERE'’S ANYTHING THAT YOU NEED.

EXCUSE ME...SIR.

JASON: THANK YOU.

JEAN: YOU'’RE WELCOME.

SAM: EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT?

JEAN: YES.

SAM: OK.

[JEAN WHISPERS] Look out.

KYLE: AHH.

GOOD MORNING, SIR.

DONALD: WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?

KYLE: I CAME TO DRIVE YOU TO WORK, SIR.

DONALD: YOU ARE NOT DRIVING ME TO WORK.

KYLE: I'’D LIKE TO, SIR.

DONALD: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

KYLE: I'’M JUST DOING MY JOB.

DONALD: WHAT YOU'’RE DOING IS STALKING.

KYLE: NO, SIR, I'’M NOT STALKING YOU.

I'’M NOT DOING THAT IN THE LEAST.

DONALD: WOULD YOU JUST GET LOST?

KYLE: SIR-- DONALD: STOP IT, KYLE.

STOP IT.

KYLE: WELL, SIR, IF YOU WANT,

YOU CAN HAVE ME MOVED TO ANOTHER TEAM.

DONALD: I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I CAN DO.

I'’LL HAVE YOU REASSIGNED WHEN I GET TO WORK.

KYLE: ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT, SIR?

DONALD: YES, YES.

YOU'’D BE BETTER WORKING WITH THE NEW A.G. HMM?

KYLE: IF YOU WISH, SIR.

DONALD: I'’LL BE DRIVING MYSELF.

YOU CAN LEAVE.

KYLE: YES, SIR.

DONALD: AND DO NOT FOLLOW ME.

KYLE: NO, SIR.

HUNTER: SO, HOW WAS YOUR FIRST NIGHT HERE?

JASON: CREEPY.

VICTORIA: STOP IT. WE COULDN'’T BE MORE FORTUNATE.

JASON: IF YOU SAY SO.

VICTORIA: I DO.

JASON: HOW WAS YOUR NIGHT?

HUNTER: IT WAS GOOD.

JASON: I BET.

VICTORIA: WHAT'’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

JASON: I JUST KNOW HE HAD A GOOD NIGHT.

VICTORIA: JASON...

JASON: MOTHER...

VICTORIA: ARE YOU EXPLORING AGAIN?

JASON: WHATEVER DO YOU MEAN?

HUNTER: YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT SHE MEANS.

JASON: NO.

HUNTER: JASON...

YOU'’RE NOT TO BE WANDERING AROUND THIS PLACE.

JASON: DAD, HOW COULD I DO THAT?

THE SECRET SERVICE ARE SO AMAZING.

HUNTER: WE'’RE NOT IN THE GOVERNOR'’S MANSION ANYMORE.

THEY'’LL SHOW YOU JUST HOW AMAZING THEY ARE.

JASON: YES, SIR.

VICTORIA: WHERE'’S YOUR SISTER?

JASON: I DON'’T KNOW.

VICTORIA: EXCUSE ME,

WILL YOU CHECK ON MY DAUGHTER?

PRISCILLA: YES, MA'’AM.

VICTORIA: IF SHE DOESN'’T ANSWER, GO INTO HER ROOM.

PRISCILLA: YES, MA'’AM.

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

JEAN: I SEE THAT LOOK.

DEEP BREATH, PRISCILLA.

[BOTH EXHALE]

JEAN: OK.

[PRISCILLA SIGHS]

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

MISS FRANKLIN?

GAYLE: WHO THE HELL TOLD YOU TO COME IN HERE?

PRISCILLA: YOUR MOTHER, MA'’AM.

GAYLE: GET THE HELL OUT. PRISCILLA: YES, MA'’AM.

GAYLE: WAIT. WHAT DID YOU SEE?

PRISCILLA: I SAW NOTHING, MA'’AM.

GAYLE: OH. YOU'’RE LYING.

LOOK AT ME. LOOK AT ME!

YOU JUST CAME IN HERE TO EMBARRASS ME, DIDN'’T YOU?

PRISCILLA: NO, MA'’AM.

GAYLE: THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN HERE?

PRISCILLA: YOUR MOTHER WOULD LIKE YOU IN

THE DINING ROOM FOR BREAKFAST.

GAYLE: "BREAKFAST" HAS A "T," BITCH.

IT'’S "BREAKFAST."

I SAID GET OUT!

WHAT?

YOU TELL SOMEONE WHAT YOU SAW

AND I WILL HAVE YOU FIRED.

PRISCILLA: YES, MA'’AM.

GAYLE: OH, YOU DON'’T THINK THAT I CAN?

PRISCILLA: YES, YOU CAN.

GAYLE: WHERE'’S THAT BUTLER'’S SON AT?

PRISCILLA: MA'’AM?

GAYLE: THAT BUTLER. HIS SON.

WHERE IS HE?

PRISCILLA: I'’M NOT SURE, MA'’AM.

GAYLE: YOU KNOW HE TRIED TO RAPE ME.

PRISCILLA: IS THAT SO?

GAYLE: YOU DON'’T BELIEVE ME?

PRISCILLA: WELL, YESTERDAY, YOU SAID HE RAPED YOU.

SO, DID HE OR DID HE TRY?

GAYLE: THERE'’S A "P-E-D" IN "RAPED."

AND WHO ARE YOU TO QUESTION ME?

PRISCILLA: OH, I'’M NOT QUESTIONING YOU, MA'’AM.

I'’M JUST ASKING.

GAYLE: WELL, HE TRIED.

AND I FOUGHT HIM OFF.

DID THEY TAKE HIM TO JAIL?

PRISCILLA: I'’M NOT SURE, MA'’AM.

GAYLE: HMPH. WELL, HE SHOULD BE IN JAIL.

HE'’S A TERRIBLE PERSON.

PRISCILLA: AGAIN, YOUR FAMILY WOULD LIKE YOU

IN THE DINING ROOM FOR BREAKFAST.

GAYLE: YOU DON'’T AGREE?

PRISCILLA: I'’VE KNOWN HIM ALL HIS LIFE.

HE'’S A GREAT KID.

I'’VE NEVER KNOWN HIM TO DO ANYTHING

REMOTELY CLOSE TO HARMING SOMEONE.

GAYLE: YEAH, WELL, YOU DON'’T KNOW HIM.

PRISCILLA: NO, I DO.

BUT YOU KNOW WHO I DIDN'’T KNOW

WAS EMMETT TILL.

GAYLE: WHO THE HELL IS EMMETT TILL?

PRISCILLA: HE'’S A BOY WHO WAS 13 YEARS OLD

WHO WAS KILLED BY SOME VERY ANGRY PEOPLE

BECAUSE SOMEONE ACCUSED HIM OF SOMETHING HE DID NOT DO.

GAYLE: YEAH, I KNOW WHO HE IS. GET OUT.

PRISCILLA: CERTAINLY, MA'’AM.

[DOOR CLOSES]

SHARON: SEE, MA'’AM, IT SAYS TWICE A DAY.

SEE IT?

WOMAN: BUT I CAN'’T READ THAT.

IT'’S SO SMALL.

SHARON: MA'’AM, THAT'’S WHAT IT SAYS.

WOMAN: ARE YOU SURE?

SHARON: I'’M LOOKING AT IT.

WOMAN: NO, IT DON'’T SAY THAT.

SHARON: WELL, WHAT DOES IT SAY?

WOMAN: YOU GETTING HUFFY WITH ME?

SHARON: NO, MA'’AM. MAN: ALL RIGHT, HEY, SHARON,

I GOT IT.

HEY, MS. JACKSON. IT'’S GOOD TO SEE YOU.

THIS IS A MAGNIFYING GLASS. OK?

YOU SEE--SEE WHAT IT SAYS RIGHT THERE?

MS. JACKSON: OH, YES. YES, I SEE IT.

OH, YES, YES, YES.

MAN: OK. HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE IT?

ON THE HOUSE.

MS. JACKSON: YOU TRYING TO UPSET ME?

MAN: NO. NO, MA'’AM, NO.

IT'’S THE THANK YOU FOR BEING SUCH A VALUED CUSTOMER

HERE AT RICHARDSON PHARMACY.

MS. JACKSON: WELL, THANK YOU,

BUT YOU BETTER DO SOMETHING ABOUT THAT GIRL.

MAN: I WILL. I REALLY WILL.

MS. JACKSON: '’CAUSE, SEE, I HAVE SUPPORTED

YOU AND YOUR DADDY FOR MANY YEARS NOW.

MAN: YES, MA'’AM. MS. JACKSON: '’CAUSE YOU'’RE BLACK-OWNED.

BUT AIN'’T GONNA TAKE NO SASS.

MAN: YES, MA'’AM.

MS. JACKSON: AIN'’T GONNA DO THAT.

THAT'’S--AIN'’T GONNA DO THAT. IT AIN'’T MY NATURE.

MAN: ALL RIGHT. I COMPLETELY AGREE.

I COMPLETELY AGREE. THANK YOU.

MS. JACKSON: BETTER GET Y'’ALL SHIT TOGETHER.

I DON'’T TAKE NO SASS.

MAN: MS. JACKSON, I NEED THAT MAGNIFYING GLASS BACK.

IT'’S--IT'’S OK.

MS. JACKSON: YOU TOLD ME IT WAS MINE AND I COULD HAVE IT FOR FREE.

MAN: YES, MA'’AM. MS. JACKSON: NOW YOU GONNA TAKE THAT BACK?

MAN: NO. NO. ALL YOURS.

MS. JACKSON: GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, BOY.

GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER.

MAN: YES, MA'’AM.

MS. JACKSON: '’CAUSE MY MONEY BLACK.

MAN: I UNDERSTAND.

MS. JACKSON: AND I DON'’T SPEND MY MONEY...

MAN: RIGHT. MS. JACKSON: AND TAKE NO SASS.

MAN: YES, MA'’AM.

MS. JACKSON: I TELL YOU WHAT.

MAN: YES, MA'’AM. MS. JACKSON: THAT GIRL, LOOKING BACK THERE.

YOU BETTER LOOK AT ME. [INDISTINCT].

I USED TO REALLY BE SEXY.

[MAN LAUGHS] MS. JACKSON: WHEN I WAS UNDERAGE

AND I WAS SASSY, TOO.

I'’M 93 NOW. I KNOW WHAT TO DO.

MAN: YOU DON'’T LOOK A DAY OVER 50, MS. JACKSON.

MS. JACKSON: I BELIEVE IT.

BUT Y'’ALL BETTER GET Y'’ALL'’S SHIT TOGETHER.

MAN: YES, MS. JACKSON. I'’LL SEE YOU SUNDAY.

MS. JACKSON: I DON'’T TAKE NO SASS.

MAN: YOU'’RE BEING REAL SHORT TODAY, SHARON.

SHARON: I'’M...SORRY.

MAN: MUST BE THAT TRAP STAR BOYFRIEND OF YOURS.

SHARON: DON'’T...[SIGH]

CAN WE JUST GET BACK TO WORK?

MAN: WORK, YEAH, WORK, WORK.

WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK.

WHEN DID I BECOME THE ENEMY?

SHARON: WHEN YOU KEEP TALKING ABOUT HIM.

I TOLD YOU I DON'’T LIKE YOU BRINGING HIM UP, OK?

MAN: JUST BECAUSE OF HOW I FEEL ABOUT YOU?

OR IS IT BECAUSE OF HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT ME?

SHARON: I DON'’T FEEL ANY WAY ABOUT YOU.

MAN: OK. ALL RIGHT. I JUST--

I'’M SORRY. I THOUGHT--YOU KNOW.

I COULD TELL YOU WERE GOING THROUGH SOMETHING.

I WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU'’RE OK.

SHARON, I CARE ABOUT YOU,

AND I DON'’T WANT YOU TO BE--

SHARON: YOU HAVE A CUSTOMER.

MAN: HI, SIR. HOW YOU DOING?

[RICHARD SIGHS]

PRISCILLA: OH, GOOD MORNING.

RICHARD: GOOD MORNING.

PRISCILLA: IT'’S NOT LIKE YOU TO BE LATE.

RICHARD: 3 MINUTES.

PRISCILLA: THAT'’S A LIFETIME FOR YOU.

RICHARD: LAY OFF.

PRISCILLA: I'’M SORRY.

[RICHARD SIGHS] ARE THEY UP?

PRISCILLA: YES. THEY'’VE STARTED BREAKFAST

RICHARD: HAVE THEY SAID ANYTHING?

PRISCILLA: IT'’S LIKE NOTHING EVER HAPPENED.

[RICHARD SIGHS] THAT GIRL CAN ACCUSE MY SON

OF RAPE AND NOTHING?

PRISCILLA: AND SHE'’S STILL SAYING IT.

RICHARD: IS SHE?

PRISCILLA: EXCEPT SHE SAID THAT HE TRIED TO.

RICHARD: CAN'’T GET HER DAMN STORY STRAIGHT.

PRISCILLA: HIS FIRST DAUGHTER IS A MESS.

RICHARD: YEAH. I GATHERED.

PRISCILLA: OH, YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

RICHARD: WHAT HAPPENED?

PRISCILLA: I TOLD HER ABOUT EMMETT TILL.

RICHARD: A LOT OF HELP THAT'’S GONNA DO.

PRISCILLA: IT'’S WORTH A TRY.

RICHARD: BUT IF SHE TELLS HER PARENTS...

PRISCILLA: THEY DON'’T BELIEVE HER.

RICHARD: HOW DO YOU KNOW?

PRISCILLA: NOT ONE MENTION OF IT.

BUT THEY WANT COFFEE.

RICHARD: I'’LL GO.

PRISCILLA: ARE YOU SURE?

RICHARD: YEAH, IF THEY'’RE GONNA SAY SOMETHING...

NOW WOULD BE THE TIME.

PRISCILLA: OK.

VICTORIA: WELL. HOW NICE OF YOU TO JOIN US.

HUNTER: HEY, HONEY. HOW ARE YOU?

GAYLE: WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT?

HUNTER: ONE THAT IS APPROPRIATE.

GAYLE: I'’M FINE.

HUNTER: HEY.

WE'’RE GONNA TAKE CARE OF HIM.

GAYLE: OF WHO?

HUNTER: THAT BOY THAT HURT YOU.

JASON: WHAT BOY?

GAYLE: SHUT UP.

JASON: WHAT BOY?

HUNTER: WHEN DONALD COMES IN,

I WANT TO TALK TO HIM.

THAT BOY IS GONNA GET WHAT'’S COMING TO HIM.

YOU HOLD YOUR HEAD UP.

[VICTORIA LAUGHS]

HUNTER: IS SOMETHING FUNNY, DEAR?

VICTORIA: HOLD YOUR HEAD UP?

WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO? MOTIVATE HER?

YOU DO KNOW WHAT SHE'’S CLAIMING, DON'’T YOU?

HUNTER: CAN'’T YOU EVER SHUT UP?

VICTORIA: NARCISSISTS DON'’T KNOW EMPATHY. CLASSIC.

JASON: WE'’RE A FAMILY FULL OF THEM, AREN'’T WE?

RICHARD: GOOD MORNING.

HUNTER: GOOD MORNING. VICTORIA: MORNING.

RICHARD: COFFEE? HUNTER: YES, PLEASE.

JASON: SO, WHO ARE YOU?

RICHARD: I AM THE HEAD BUTLER.

WE MET YESTERDAY.

HUNTER: THE HEAD BUTLER.

RICHARD: YES, SIR.

CAN I GET YOU ANYTHING?

HUNTER: WAS YOUR SON HERE YESTERDAY?

RICHARD: YES, SIR, HE WAS.

HUNTER: JASON, LEAVE THE ROOM, PLEASE.

JASON: WHY?

HUNTER: BECAUSE I SAID SO.

DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE YOUR SON IS IN?

RICHARD: SIR, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT--

HUNTER: WHY WOULD YOU BRING HIM HERE?

RICHARD: SIR...

MY SON IS INCAPABLE

OF DOING ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

HUNTER: SO, YOU'’RE CALLING MY DAUGHTER A LIAR.

RICHARD: I AM SAYING THAT MY SON

HAS BEEN COMING HERE SINCE HE WAS A CHILD.

HE HAS PLAYED WITH THE CHILDREN

OF THE LAST TWO PRESIDENTS.

SIR, HE'’S A GOOD BOY.

HUNTER: WHO RAPED MY DAUGHTER.

YOU'’RE FIRED.

GET OUT OF MY SIGHT.

GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE NOW.

RICHARD: AHEM.

PRISCILLA: HOW'’D IT GO?

RICHARD: HE FIRED ME.

PRISCILLA: WHAT? RICHARD.

[WHISPERS] What?

VICTORIA: NICE PASSION.

OVERPLAYED BUT NICE.

HUNTER: WILL YOU SHUT UP?

HONEY, I WANT TO TAKE CARE OF THAT BOY.

VICTORIA: ARE YOU GONNA TELL HIM THE TRUTH?

SO, YOU WILL TAKE THAT LIE TO YOUR GRAVE, WON'’T YOU?

YOU ARE A WICKED, LITTLE TROLL.

HUNTER: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?

VICTORIA: SHE LIED.

HUNTER: WHAT? VICTORIA: THAT BOY

DIDN'’T TOUCH HER.

HUNTER: YOU NEVER BELIEVE HER.

VICTORIA: HUNTER, DON'’T BE SO STUPID.

THIS IS THE WHITE HOUSE.

THERE'’S SURVEILLANCE EVERYWHERE.

HAVE THEM PLAY IT BACK FOR YOU.

GAYLE: EVEN IN MY ROOM?

VICTORIA: EVERYWHERE.

TELL HIM THE TRUTH.

GAYLE: HE DIDN'’T DO ANYTHING. I WAS DRUNK.

HUNTER: WHY WOULD YOU LIE ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT?

VICTORIA: WELL, SHE IS YOUR DAUGHTER, SO...

HUNTER: GO TO YOUR ROOM. NOW.

[SIGHS]

VICTORIA: HUNTER, THAT MAN HAS BEEN WORKING HERE FOR YEARS.

YOU GET HIM BACK HERE AND APOLOGIZE.

HUNTER: YEAH. I WILL. I WILL.

WAIT. THERE'’S CAMERAS EVERYWHERE?

VICTORIA: WOULDN'’T YOU LIKE TO KNOW?

[CHUCKLES]

KYLE: HOW IS HE?

JERRY: HE PASSED OUT FROM THE THING.

KYLE: HE EVER SAY ANYTHING?

JERRY: NOPE. NOTHING.

KYLE: HEY, JERRY...

THERE ANYBODY ELSE HERE?

JERRY: NO, SIR. JUST BE YOU.

KYLE: AND YOU REALLY COULDN'’T GET HIM TO TALK.

JERRY: NO.

KYLE: WELL, I BET I CAN.

JERRY: YOU ALWAYS DO.

KYLE: GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

JERRY: YES, SIR.

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

KYLE: I GOT IT, GUYS.

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

[KYLE SNIFFS]

MWAH! RISE AND SHINE!

GOOD MORNING.

BOBBY: I'’M GONNA KILL YOU.

KYLE: HOW ARE YOU, TOO?

BOBBY: IF YOU EVER PUT YOUR LIPS ON ME AGAIN...

KYLE HA HA! AH, BUT THEY'’RE SO

FULL AND BEAUTIFUL.

BOBBY: GET ME OUT OF HERE, KYLE.

KYLE: DID YOU TALK TO THEM?

BOBBY: YOU KNOW DAMN WELL I DIDN'’T.

KYLE: SO, WHAT HAPPENED?

BOBBY: NOTHING.

NOW GET ME SOME PAIN MEDS.

KYLE: WHY DID SHE SHOOT YOU?

BOBBY? BOBBY: I DON'’T KNOW.

SHE GOT SPOOKED.

KYLE: BY?

BOBBY: YOUR GUY.

GET ME SOME PAIN MEDS.

KYLE: OH, COME ON.

BOBBY: AAH! KYLE: I THOUGHT YOU LIKED THE PAIN!

BOBBY: YOU ASSHOLE.

THIS IS A CLEAN SHOT?

KYLE: YES, RANGER. THROUGH AND THROUGH.

BOBBY: OH, DAMMIT.

I DIDN'’T THINK SHE WOULD DO IT.

[INDISTINCT].

KYLE: ALL RIGHT.

JUST HANG IN THERE. YOU'’RE GONNA BE FINE.

BOBBY: GET ME OUT OF HERE, KYLE.

KYLE: YOU SURE YOU DIDN'’T TALK TO THEM?

BOBBY: WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE TO YOU?

YOU SEE WHAT THEY DID TO ME.

KYLE: THEN WHAT HAPPENED?

BOBBY: NOTHING HAPPENED.

KYLE: YOU'’RE TELLING ME THAT YOU WEREN'’T THERE

TO HAVE SEX WITH HER.

BOBBY: NO.

SHE BARELY TALKED TO ME ON THE FLIGHT.

BEAT HER HOME TO DO A LITTLE RECON.

SOMEHOW, SHE CAME HOME [INDISTINCT].

KYLE: YOU'’RE LYING.

BOBBY: WHY WOULD I LIE TO YOU?

KYLE: I HAD A MAN THERE WATCHING YOU.

BOBBY: GOOD. HE'’LL TELL YOU

THE SAME THING I JUST DID.

NOW GET ME OUT OF HERE BEFORE THESE ASSHOLES COME BACK.

I DON'’T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE OF THIS I CAN TAKE.

KYLE: YOU'’RE SO SEXY.

[BOBBY MOANING]

KYLE: IN HERE ALL VULNERABLE.

BOBBY: KYLE!

KYLE: NICE.

BOBBY: YOU REALLY GONNA DO THIS RIGHT NOW?

[BOBBY MOANING]

KYLE: NO, I'’M NOT. I LIKE TO BE DOMINATED,

NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND.

BOBBY: GOOD. GET THESE CUFFS OFF ME.

KYLE: YEAH.

ALL RIGHT. COME ON.

BOBBY: YOU GOTTA HELP ME. KYLE: NO.

COME ON. LET'’S GO.

BOBBY: ASSHOLE.

AAH! UHH. UHH.

AY! UHH. UHH. MM. UHH.

KYLE: NICE ASS.

BOBBY: UHH. THANK YOU.

[INDISTINCT],

OOH!

BARRY: THESE ARE THE CUSTODY PAPERS

SIGNED BY A JUDGE.

WOMAN: OK.

BARRY: OK, SO, ARE YOU GONNA PICK HER UP?

WOMAN: AH. DO YOU KNOW HER WHEREABOUTS?

BARRY: NO.

WOMAN: OK.

DO YOU HAVE A PICTURE?

NANCY: YES. RIGHT HERE.

HERE.

WOMAN: WHERE WAS SHE LAST SEEN?

BARRY: I HAVE TOLD YOU THIS ALREADY.

SHE CAME INTO THE HOUSE AND TOOK HER.

NANCY: BARRY. BARRY: SHE--

NANCY: CALM DOWN.

SHE'’S WITH THE RAKUDUSHIS.

WOMAN: OK. SIT TIGHT.

BE RIGHT BACK.

BARRY: SHIT. THEY'’RE NOT GONNA DO NOTHING.

NANCY: YES, THEY WILL.

BARRY, I KNOW YOU'’RE MAD AT ME.

BARRY: I'’M NOT MAD AT YOU.

NANCY: I THINK YOU ARE.

BARRY: I'’M MAD AT HER.

NANCY: AND ME.

BARRY: NO, IT'’S--

NANCY: GO ON. TELL ME.

BARRY: TELL YOU WHAT?

NANCY: SON, TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL.

BARRY: LOOK, MAN, THIS IS NOT THE TIME

OR THE PLACE TO BE DOING THIS.

NANCY: GET IT OFF YOU, OK? TELL ME.

SO YOU CAN STOP TAKING IT OUT ON SHARON.

BARRY: THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH SHARON.

NANCY: I THINK IT DOES.

BARRY: YOU DON'’T KNOW.

NANCY: Y'’ALL HAVING PROBLEMS?

BARRY: I JUST...

NANCY: JUST WHAT? TELL ME.

BARRY: MA, HOW COULD YOU DO THAT

AFTER I TOLD YOU NOT TO?

YOU--YOU SAY I'’M A KID. I SWEAR,

YOU ARE A CHILD SOMETIMES.

I KNEW SHE WOULD. I KNEW SHE WOULD DO THAT.

AND IT WAS...DAMN STUPID FOR YOU

TO LET HER IN THAT HOUSE.

NANCY: I'’M SORRY.

BARRY: WELL, YOU ASKED.

NANCY: YOU'’RE RIGHT.

BARRY: MA, I LOVE YOU, OK?

I STILL LOVE YOU, OK?

NANCY: I LOVE YOU, TOO, SON.

I WAS JUST...I WAS JUST TRYING TO DO THE RIGHT THING.

BARRY: I'’M SURE YOU WERE, MOM.

NANCY: JUST TRYING TO MAKE PEACE.

BARRY: MA...WHEN HAVE YOU EVER KNOWN THE DEVIL

TO WANT PEACE?

WOMAN: OK.

SO, YOU SAID THE WOMAN IS WITH THE RAKUDUSHIS CULT.

BARRY: YES.

WOMAN: AND WHAT'’S HER NAME?

BARRY: RUTH HARTMAN. I TOLD YOU THAT.

WOMAN: DOES SHE HAVE ANY SCARS OR TATTOOS?

NANCY: YEAH, SHE-- SHE HAS A TATTOO.

BARRY: YEAH. IT SAYS "BARRY" ON HER SHOULDER.

WOMAN: IS THAT THE TATTOO?

BARRY: YES.

WOMAN: AND IS THIS HER?

NANCY: WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?

WOMAN: THAT'’S WHAT WE'’RE TRYING TO FIND OUT.

BARRY: WHERE'’S MY DAUGHTER AT?

WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER AT?

MAN: NEXT ON "THE OVAL"...

WOMAN: IS THAT HER? GAYLE: GO TO HELL.

VICTORIA: I'’VE BEEN IN HELL SINCE THE DAY YOU WERE BORN.

GAYLE: OK, THEN LEAVE ME ALONE.

RICHARD: I GOT FIRED. MAN: WHAT?

RICHARD: THE PRESIDENT FIRED ME.

HUNTER: I'’M SURPRISED YOU'’RE EVEN HERE

WITH THAT HOT PIECE YOU CALL A WIFE WAITING AT HOME.

DONALD: ACTUALLY, SHE'’S WITH YOUR WIFE.

HUNTER: WHY?

PRISCILLA: I SAW THE FIRST DAUGHTER TAKING SELFIES.

NAKED ONES.

VICTORIA: DO YOU KNOW WHY I BROUGHT YOU HERE?

LILLY: TO GO SHOPPING WITH YOU.

VICTORIA: NO, DEAR. I BROUGHT YOU HERE

SO THAT YOU COULD UNDERSTAND WHO I AM.