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Victoria: Think about it, dumbass.

We're at the pinnacle. We made it.

Man: Ladies and gentlemen,

the President and First Lady

of the United States.

Victoria: I hate you, you son of a bitch.

Hunter: Don't you know that I'm

the most powerful man in the world?

Victoria: I want to find a balance

between Jackie O

and Michelle Obama.

Think very highly

of yourself, don't you?

Victoria: I'm a highly unusual First Lady.

Take me.

Donald: First day as Chief of Staff.

Lilly: He is a wonderful man.

No man is faithful.

I know that you still want me.

Please just allow me

to look after you and your wife.

[Lilly moans]

Gayle: I am the President's daughter! Go to hell.

Victoria: Jason. Jason: Mother.

Jean: He's just a creepy kid.

Sam: He's the President's creepy kid.

Jean: Can I get you anything else, sir?

Jason: That's a loaded question.

Sam: This is Richard.

Barry: She said that I raped her!

Richard: He's a good boy. Hunter: Who raped my daughter.

Richard: He fired me.

Victoria: Tell me the truth!

Gayle: He didn't do it.

Lilly: Get out of my house.

Donald, I shot a man.

No, you shot a lowlife.

Kyle: Mwah! Bobby: Get me out of here, Kyle.

Ruth: I want to see my daughter.

Barry: You're not seeing anybody.

Nancy: Help me!

She took her. She took her.

Hunter: I think I missed you.

Victoria: So who's this one? Did she bind you?

Hunter: Yeah, it was fun.

Victoria: I really like this.

Where's your dressing room, dear?

[Both grunt]

Nancy: They think you did something to her.

Richard: Just give me the gun. Barry: Dad, I'm not gonna--

Dad, I'm not giving--Dad! [Gunshot]

- Aah! - I still love you, Sharon.

Sharon: What are you doing? Stop!

You went and killed somebody?

Richard: Don't say anything. Jason: How crazy

would it be to be able to sneak out of here?

Gayle: Hi. I missed you.

Victoria: You will never see that boy again,

I can assure you.

I hate you.

[Brakes screech] Jason: She's wicked.

Hunter: I know, but she's your mother.

Lilly: What the?

Bobby: Kyle is your enemy. He hired me.

Victoria: That monkey that you just put

into the Oval is the one that

you should keep under control.

[Gunshot] Nancy: Aah!

- You let me in! - Ma'am!

- Move. - Go to hell.

Hunter: You hate me.

I hate you.

What is this all about?

Gayle: Get out! Priscilla: Is this what we have

to deal with for the next 4 years?

Victoria: Aah!

God bless America.

Richard: Son.

Barry: Dad, I didn't do it.

Richard: Don't say nothing, son.

- I didn't do it. - Richard.

Officer Maldonado: You want to explain this knife?

Barry: That isn't mine.

Officer Ford: You cut bad?

Officer Maldonado: No. Bag it.

Damn. It's got dry blood on it, hair.

Barry: That--that is not mine.

- Go ahead, dispatch. - Yeah, we got a 911 call

from 8031 Willow Terrace.

Officer Maldonado: We're at that address.

Did they say anything? Dispatch: No.

Just said they needed the police.

Officer Maldonado: Ten-four.

What the hell are you doing

with a bloody knife?

Barry: Sir, I'm telling you, that's not--

My son has nothing to say.

- You sure about that? - Yes.

He is represented by counsel.

Now, son, don't you say

nothing else, all right?

Don't talk.

Take him to the car.

Nancy: To the car? Baby--

- Dad, come on, man, I... - No, no, it's all right.

Nancy: Barry. Barry.

Don't say nothing, baby.

Don't say nothing. We coming.

Richard: All right.

Look, I'll be right down there.

I'm coming. Barry: Dad, I didn't--

Richard: Don't say a word.

Barry, you just keep quiet.

Nancy: We're coming!

Barry: That's not my knife, man. That's not my--

Nancy: Oh, Richard.

Richard: Let me think here. I'm gonna go down there,

we'll talk to them, we'll get him out of there, okay?

- It's gonna be all right? - Yeah, don't worry about it.

Yeah, it's gonna be fine. It's okay.

Officer Madden: Who called the police?

So nobody's talking?

Richard: Well, you... you don't know?

Officer Ford: We're here on a bench warrant.

Why'd you call for police?

Richard: Someone committed suicide in our house.

- Are they in there now? - Yes.

Officer Ford: Put your hands behind your back.

Richard: What?

Nancy: What? What? For what?

Officer Ford: Put your hands behind your back, both of you.

Nancy: For what?

Richard: Babe, babe, let's just

do what they say.

Officer Madden: Cuff 'em while I go check this out.

Nancy: Baby...

Richard: It's all right. Just do it, just do it.

Man: Ladies and gentlemen... [Echoes]

♪ Feels like I'm runnin' 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 ♪

Barry: Hey! Hey, leave 'em alone!

Richard: Hey, it's all right. Calm down.

Barry: Dad, what are they doing?

Richard: Hey, they're just checking the house

to make sure we didn't do anything.

Barry: Are y'all okay?

Richard: Hey! Hey, it's all right.

[Nancy gasping]

Richard: Baby, look at me, look at me, look at me.

Nancy: I'm all right. Richard: It's okay, baby.

Nancy: I'm all right.

Officer Madden: We got a homicide.

Send backup and the ME.

[Panting]

You are a freak, aren't you?

I'll give you another 30 minutes. [Sighs]

Maude: I thought I was gonna have to

drag you out of your room.

Victoria: She's sorry.

Maude: Can she not speak?

Victoria: Speak to your grandmother.

Gayle: I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

Maude: And well, you should be,

because jet fuel is very expensive.

You'll learn that.

Why are you so sad?

Gayle: I lost a friend.

Maude: How?

Gayle: He got killed.

Maude: Oh, that's terrible.

Gayle: By the Secret Service.

Maude: Oh, well, he must've been

a terrible person.

Gayle: I don't feel well.

Can I go back to the White Hell?

Maude: White Hell?

Is that what you call it?

Gayle: Can I go?

Victoria: No, you may not.

Maude: Darling, you should smile.

The whole room is watching you,

including the press.

Victoria: Did you not hear your grandmother?

Maude: Ahh.

Sometimes, we must smile

even when we're hurting inside.

We're a called people to do what we manage to do.

You must always smile here in the public.

Jason?

Jason: Yeah?

Maude: Young man.

You're very handsome.

Jason: Thank you, Grandmother.

Maude: Zip up your pants.

Jason: What do you mean?

Maude: Your pants are unzipped under the table.

Jason: No, they're not.

Victoria: Don't question your grandmother.

[Maude scoffs]

Just as I thought.

Victoria: Jason...

[Zipper zipping]

Maude: Does this bring you pleasure?

Jason: No, I--

Maude: No, don't-- don't lie.

Jason: I just sometimes...

Gayle: He's a pervert.

Jason: You're the whore.

Victoria: Stop it. Both of you.

Maude: [Chuckles] This is gonna take more time than I expected.

Perhaps I should stay over for a few more days.

Victoria: Uh, no, that won't be necessary.

Maude: I--I don't mind missing the rest of my vacation.

Victoria: We wouldn't hear of it, Mother.

It's--it's fine, really.

Maude: There was a school that your mother went to.

Did she tell you about it?

It was in the south country of Spain.

Beautiful views.

Don't you think so, darling?

Victoria: Yes.

Maude: Well, the labor she had to endure

for the room and board was just awful.

But she managed.

And when she returned, she was a very different little girl.

Would you two like to visit?

Victoria: Answer your grandmother.

Jason: No.

Gayle: Any place is better than here.

Maude: You think so?

Gayle: Mm-hmm.

Victoria: Maybe she should go.

Maude: [Sighs] Look. Um, enough of this small talk.

The two of you will go to therapy immediately,

and I will call Dr. Rollins and ask him

to come as soon as possible.

Victoria: No, that--that won't be necessary.

Maude: Perhaps you should see him as well.

Victoria: I don't think it's necessary for any of us.

Maude: For you or for them?

Victoria: For any of us.

Maude: Are you sure?

Victoria: Yes.

Maude: Well, I will expect a full report

about all of this from you by tomorrow.

Victoria: Yes, ma'am, you will.

Maude: Shall we?

Victoria: Please.

We're moving.

Copy that.

[Knocks on door]

Excuse me, sir?

Sir?

[Knocks on door]

I'm coming in, sir.

Sir?

Sir, I'm coming in.

Sir?

Mr. President?

Sir?

Hey! Hey!

Hey, hey, hey. Hey.

Hey, are you okay?

Mr. President, what--what happened?

What the hell?

Mr. President, listen to me.

We need to sit up, come on.

We're gonna get you in the shower right now.

Let's go. Come on. Up, up, up, up.

Here we go. Come on. Walk with me. Walk with me.

Kyle: Let's go.

What--what did you take, sir? What did you take?

Hunter: She always--she always has Ecstasy.

Kyle: How many?

Hunter: Two, I think.

Kyle: Okay. Listen--listen to me, look at me, look at me.

You need to get into there

and you need to scrub yourself now. Go.

Either you do it or I will do it for you.

Do it now, sir!

[Hunter groans]

Shit.

What the--

[Kyle grunts]

Come on.

Sir. Mr. President.

Please, come--listen to me, come on, you need to help--

Hunter: It's not real.

Kyle: Sir, you need to help me, please.

Get here--come on. Look--look at--look at me--

look--look at me, look at me.

She is dead, okay?

You need to get yourself together.

You need to get in there and you need to wash off that blood now.

Let's go, let's go!

Wash! Just wash, okay?

Stay in there!

Lilly: I have a meeting

at the White House with the First Lady.

Bobby: She's not at the White House.

Lilly: How do you know?

Bobby: They closed down several streets around the Capitol.

I told you I used to be one of them.

Lilly: Hmm. I don't trust you.

Bobby: I know.

Lilly: And why should I?

Bobby: You shouldn't.

But here.

Lilly: Uh, what--what is this?

Wait.

Who--mm-mmm. Mm-mmm.

Hmm.

What...wait.

What?

[Sobs] What is this?

Bobby: Lilly, you're shaking.

Are you okay?

I know this is a lot.

Lilly: [Scoffs]

And how do I know these photos aren't fake?

Bobby: You can ask him.

Lilly: I will.

Bobby: Be careful.

Lilly: Of?

Bobby: Him.

Lilly: Why would he...

Bobby: Listen. Lilly: ...do this?

Bobby: I've seen this before.

Men in this town, they want their secrets buried.

Sometimes with marriage.

Lilly: Yeah, that explains a lot.

Bobby: Like?

Lilly: Like how it was so easy for you to get me

to go into that bathroom with you.

I haven't been touched or had sex in such a long time.

Bobby: I know.

Lilly: What? What the--who the hell are you?

Bobby: I said that because...

I've never felt a woman hold me

tighter and warmer as you did.

It was amazing.

Lilly: It was a job.

Bobby: It started out that way.

Lilly: [Sniffles]

Get out of my car.

Bobby: I know you don't think you can trust me, but...

Lilly: Please, get out of my car.

Bobby: I'll be at the Little Big John Inn if you need me.

[Lilly sniffles]

[Car door closes]

[Bangs on steering wheel, sniffles]

[Cell phone rings]

Lilly: Yes?

Helen: Hi. This is Helen Ramstad.

I just wanted you to know that the First Lady

is running behind, so if you can come in about an hour?

Lilly: Yes. Okay.

Helen: Okay. Thank you.

Detective: So what happened?

Richard: She was a--a part of a cult.

Detective: Who is she?

Richard: I don't know.

Detective: Well, you, uh, you always have

strangers in your house?

Richard: She--she came to see my wife.

Detective: That's you? Nancy: Yes.

Detective: Why?

Nancy: She stole my grandbaby.

Detective: Your--your grandbaby?

Nancy: Yes. She came here with my son's ex-girlfriend,

and they came in here, and they took my baby.

Detective: Well, were you angry at her recently

about anything, by chance?

Nancy: No.

Richard: No, no, no, no, no, no. Stop.

We're not saying another word.

Detective: You sure about that? Richard: Yes. Take us.

Detective: Okay, then, uh, take them in.

Nancy: Wait a minute!

Richard: No, baby. Don't say nothing else.

Nancy: Wait a minute. Take--Richard?

[Nancy whimpers]

Detective: All right. Take 'em in. Search the house.

Nancy: Richard!

Richard: Don't say nothing else, baby.

Be quiet, baby. Nancy: Oh!

Richard: Baby, don't say a word!

Nancy: Okay.

Jody: Who is that? What's going on?

Detective: Ma'am, ma'am, just stay back, okay?

- What's going on? - Do you know the people--

Jody: Yes. Yes, yes.

- Could they shoot someone? - What?

Nancy and Richard are God-fearing people.

Detective: What about their son?

Jody: What about him?

Detective: Would he kill someone?

Jody: Get the hell out of my face.

Who is that?

What's going on?

Detective: Here's my card.

Jody: Mm-hmm.

I don't understand this.

Detective: Have a good afternoon.

Jody: Mm-hmm.

Sir?

Detective: What you got?

Officer Maldonado: Stacks of cash.

We think they found the car we've been looking for.

There's a bullet hole on the side of the door.

- Process it. - Yes, sir.

[Cell phone rings]

Sam: This is Sam.

Jody: Uh, hey, Sam? This is Jody.

Sam: Oh. How are you? Jody: I'm not good.

The police are next door at Nancy and Richard's house.

Sam: Why?

Jody: I don't know, but they just brought a body out the house.

Sam: Do you know who it is?

Jody: It's not any of them.

I just saw Barry and Sharon today.

Sam: Okay. Uh, I'll find out what's going on.

Jody: And will you let me know?

Sam: Yes. Yes, I will.

Jody: Okay. Thank you.

Sam: Yes. Thank you.

Max? [Grunts]

Max: Sir?

Sam: I have to make a run.

Make sure that the west hallway goes dark

in 30 minutes for seven minutes.

And be sure that, uh, no staff is let

into the residence until one hour after that.

Max: Yes, sir. But, sir? Sam: Yes?

Max: The First Lady and the family are on their way back.

[Sam sighs] ETA?

Max: Thirty minutes, sir.

Sam: All right.

Sam to Kyle.

Kyle: Go ahead, sir.

Sam: Change of plans. Going dark in 10 minutes.

Kyle: Copy that, sir.

Sam: All right.

Kyle: Here, here.

Turn around, put this on, put this on.

Look at me, look at me.

Sir, I need you to get to the Oval right now.

Listen--look at me. You need to pull your--

you need to pull yourself together.

Look at my eyes. You need to pull yourself together

and you need to walk to that Oval upright.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Hunter: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Kyle: Where's your phone?

Hunter: It's right-- it's in my pocket.

It's in my pocket.

Kyle: Here. You're gonna talk to me. Let's go.

Hunter: Talk? Kyle: Just talk. Come on.

We're gonna--we'll talk about sports. Let's go.

Come on. Come on. You got this. You got this. Come on.

Hunter: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Kyle: Ready? Go. Let's talk about baseball, all right?

Here we go. Now talk. Okay.

Hunter: Yeah, that's great.

Kyle: All right. And big smile. Big smile.

Now laugh. Big laugh. Big laugh.

There you go. All right.

And what was--what was the score?

Hunter: I don't know. It was a good game.

Kyle: Yes.

Okay. Hey--hey, it was a good game.

Hunter: Yeah, no, uh, uh, bottom of the ninth, yeah.

Uh, uh, I don't know.

Max: What the hell are you up to?

Okay. You wanna take my job?

Let's have some fun.

Priscilla: Hey.

Sam: Hey, listen.

Uh, I have to run and check on Richard.

Priscilla: What's going on?

Sam: Uh, I heard something is going on at their house.

Priscilla: Oh, Lord. What now?

Sam: Oh, I don't know.

I got a call in to DC police,

but I'm just gonna go over.

Priscilla: Okay.

Sam: I'll see you at home.

Priscilla: All right. All right.

Jean: Hey, Sam. Sam: Hey.

Jean: He's in a hurry. Priscilla: Yeah, I know.

Jean: So how long are we supposed to be out?

Priscilla: We'll be cleared in six minutes.

Jean: Oh, great.

That gives us less than two to turn it over.

Priscilla: It's okay, Jean.

Jean: Listen. You know what happened the last time

they wanted us out the residence?

Priscilla: Don't.

Jean: I'm just saying.

That president got caught.

Priscilla: Can we not?

Jean: Okay. Can I go wash clothes?

Priscilla: Yes. You just can't use the west hallway.

Jean: What's going on?

Priscilla: Secret Service.

Jean: Yeah. Okay.

Priscilla: All right.

[Sighs]

[Approaching footsteps]

Priscilla: Okay, Max.

How much longer till we can get back to work?

Max: Almost there.

Priscilla: Okay. And sorry.

Max: About?

Priscilla: I know Kyle took over.

Max: It's fine.

Priscilla: Yes, it is, and you remember that.

Max: Is he invited to your barbecue?

Priscilla: Yeah, the entire staff.

Max: Great.

Priscilla: But don't worry.

I will keep him away from you.

Max: That might be best.

Priscilla: Mm-hmm. Radio the all clear?

Max: Any minute now.

Priscilla: Okay.

Max: Hey.

Why don't you hold the elevator

in the basement till I give the all clear?

That way you can get right out.

Priscilla: Oh, great idea. Thank you.

I'll have Jean do it.

[Sirens wailing]

Jason: Why do you do it?

Victoria: Do what?

Jason: Put up with it.

With her. With Grandma.

Victoria: With you?

Jason: Yeah, okay.

Victoria: We are a perfect family on canvas.

Jason: [Scoffs] It's because a canvas can't talk.

Victoria: I wish you couldn't.

Jason: No, tell me.

This makes no sense that you and Dad

would bow down to them like they're gods.

You get so scared when she's around.

Victoria: You need to learn to fear her, too.

Gayle: I'm not scared of her.

Victoria: That's right, you're not.

But you should be.

Gayle: Okay. Yeah. I'm not gonna do this,

growing up like this.

Victoria: Too late.

Gayle: No, I wanna be emancipated.

Victoria: Oh, Lincoln already did that, dear.

Gayle: I wanna leave this family.

Victoria: You can in a few years when we leave the White House.

Gayle: No, I wanna do it now.

Victoria: Okay. You know what?

You are such a waste of light skin,

having shit handed to you all the time.

Me, I was judged from the moment they saw me.

They never saw my beautiful skin.

All they saw was another Negro.

Jason: Okay. We're going back to slave narratives now?

Victoria: Jason, you know you're not too far away from me.

Jason: But we're in public.

You know how to behave in public.

Victoria: Yes. But eventually, we will be behind closed doors.

Jason: Sorry.

Victoria: Embarrass me in front of your grandmother.

Jason: Okay, I wasn't doing anything.

Victoria: It's okay.

You'll pay for it. You both will.

Gayle: We pay for it every day.

Victoria: We all do, dear.

[Gayle scoffs]

Detective: So did you--did you kill her?

Nancy: I'm not saying nothing. I need my lawyer.

Detective: Okay, yeah. But just--just so you know,

I mean, you--you seem like a really good person,

and--and I know this--this has to be hard for you.

Nancy: It is.

Detective: For sure.

I mean, this--this woman, dead on your floor.

Nancy: We didn't do that.

I didn't even know she had a gun.

Detective: Where did she get the gun?

Nancy: I don't know her.

She came to the house because she was with the Rakudushis,

and they were trying to kill her.

That's what she said.

Detective: Okay. And why did she come to you?

Nancy: Well, I asked her the same thing,

especially because she helped my son's ex-girlfriend

take that baby right out of my hands.

Detective: That had to make you angry.

Yeah.

Uh...

Yeah.

Uh, excuse me, um, I'll be right back.

Okay? Thank you.

[Door closes]

Sam: How you doing?

Detective: Oh, what the hell?

Sam: Get in.

Detective: All right. Yeah.

So this must be big if you're coming down out here.

Sam: You got Richard and Nancy Hallsen in there.

Detective: Yeah, and their, uh, their son. You know them?

Sam: Their son is my godchild, and they're good people.

Detective: Yeah, well, they-- they seem like it.

Sam: What you got?

Detective: Yeah. Well, the son, that's a whole 'nother thing.

Sam: The parents first.

Detective: They got a dead body in the living room.

They say it was a suicide.

Sam: Then that's the truth.

Detective: Well, it all looks that way.

I mean, the body, the blood spatter, all that.

Sam: Then why do you have them?

Detective: Yeah, for one, I need to check it out, all right?

Number two, it's the kid. He's--he's dirty.

Sam: How you figure?

Detective: Well, we got a whole mountain on this kid, man.

He had a stack of cash in what looked like his room,

all right, got a bullet hole in the passenger door,

same make and model of the car we're looking for

connected to a homicide, all right?

He had a bloody knife in his jacket pocket.

And we think the knife will be linked to the murder

of Ruth Hartman; I mean, it's the mother of his baby.

Sam: [Sighs] Did you arrest him?

Detective: No. Well, we're just questioning him for now.

Sam: Can I have him?

Detective: Sam...

Sam: Look, the parents are clean.

Detective: [Sighs] Sam: Just let me have him.

If he's dirty, I'll get a confession.

Detective: Look, I'll give you the parents.

Sam: And him.

Detective: Sam. Sam: Come on.

Detective: Look, there's a lot of heat over this shooting, man.

Sam: I know. Detective: No, no.

The mayor, he's all over me for a suspect, all right?

Sam: I get it. But this is an old favor, man.

Detective: [Sighs]

You're gonna bring that up?

Sam: Only if I have to.

Detective: Wow. [Chuckles]

Okay. All right.

Yeah, I'll let you--I'll let you have him.

But if you do not have a confession by the time my DNA...

Sam: I got you. Detective: and my hair sample.

Sam: He's all yours. He's all yours.

Detective: Yeah. Yeah. He's mine.

All right. It's good to see you, too.

Sam: Thank you.

Detective: Yeah.

Still waiting on that White House job, though.

Sam: I know, I know.

Detective: Yeah, that means it ain't never happening.

Sam: Never say never. Detective: Yeah.

Sam: Hey. Detective: Yeah.

Sam: Any press on this?

Detective: No, sir.

Sam: Can we keep it that way?

Detective: Best as I can.

Sam: You're the man.

Detective: Yeah.

You know, there's, um, there is one more thing.

Sam: What's that?

Detective: Um, he, uh, beat some kid's ass in a pharmacy.

Well, you might wanna get him straight on that.

Ain't nothing I can do about that, okay?

It's been filed.

Sam: Thanks. Thanks, man.

Detective: Yeah. If I could, I would.

Sam: Appreciate you.

Detective: Been a minute.

Sam: All right.

Detective: Yeah.

[Knocking on door]

Donald: Come in.

Hi.

Lilly: Hi.

You could've told me.

Told you what?

Lilly: That she was having lunch with her mother.

Oh, I'm sorry. Look, I've just been a bit overwhelmed.

Lilly: With what?

Our new president.

Lilly: Yes.

So do you wanna go to lunch?

Donald: No, I can't.

Lilly: Why not? Donald: Work.

Lilly: I'm hungry.

Donald: What are you doing?

Lilly: It's been a while.

Donald: I know. Listen, I have just been so stressed.

Lilly: Yes. I know.

Donald: Honey...

Lilly: Yet...

it's been a while.

Donald: Honey, look... [Sighs]

Why did you marry me?

What do you mean, huh?

Lilly: Exactly that.

Donald: I love you.

What--what? What?

When I first met you,

I felt like the luckiest girl in the world.

Donald: And I am the luckiest guy in the world.

I mean, you swept me off my feet.

You helped me to get the largest client in the world.

But still, something is off.

I don't--what--what do you mean?

'Cause I don't understand.

Did you send that man?

What man?

Lilly: The one I shot.

Did you send him?

What are you suggesting?

Lilly: Because you won't have sex with me.

There's always an excuse.

Did you send him?

To do what?

I--I met him at the airport

and he was trying to seduce me.

Donald: No, no, what does that mean?

Lilly: I don't know. He was just coming on strong.

- How did he get into our house? - I don't know.

- Did you invite him? - No!

How did he know where we lived?

I don't know.

Is there something more that you'd like to tell me?

Is there something more that you'd like to tell me?

Did you sleep with him?

Did you sleep with him?

What the hell are you saying?

Lilly: Are you and...

Kyle having an affair?

What? What--where is this coming from, huh?

So...I'm your cover

so you can be accepted

by...the good old boys?

[Sobs]

I...I am sorry.

Look at me and say it.

So...you're gay?

No. Just--just--just...

just with him,

only with him.

Lilly: I don't believe you.

Donald: No, no, no, listen, listen.

It's all about attraction for me, okay?

And--and I broke it off with him when I met you,

and I--I--I swear it.

Lilly: I'm filing for a divorce.

Donald: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, you--you--you can't.

Lilly: The hell I can't.

Donald: No, no. They told me that in order to have this job,

I had to be married, so baby, I chose you. Okay?

It's a beautiful story, really.

Designer from Watts marries into a political dynasty.

Lilly: Political dynasty?

Donald: Yes.

Lilly: [Scoffs]

Donald, you're not making any sense right now.

Donald: No, this isn't about me, okay? This is all of us.

We all have a job, from--from the President and the First Lady

to you and me, you understand?

Lilly: Wait, wait. What--what are you saying?

Donald: I am saying that they won't let you leave me.

Lilly: I am not here for this bullshit!

Donald: No, no. Lilly, Lilly, listen.

Lilly: No! Donald: Please--no, no, no!

Helen: Mrs. Winthrop.

The First Lady will see you now. Thank you so much for waiting.

Lilly: Yeah. Well, I was just leaving, okay?

Donald: Do you know what? She will be with her

in a second. Just give us a moment.

Helen: Uh-huh. Donald: Thank you.

Lilly, listen. Just meet with her, and I will talk to you

when I get home and I will explain everything, okay?

Please. Please.

Lilly, please.

Nancy: Hey.

Richard: Hey, hey, are you all right?

Nancy: Yes.

Richard: You--you didn't say anything, did you?

Nancy: I didn't say nothing.

Detective: Give us the room. Officer Madden: Okay.

Detective: Yeah.

Richard: Hey, look, we're not talking until--

Detective: You know Sam?

Secret Service Agent, White House?

Richard: Yeah.

Detective: Now, he's a friend of mine.

He, uh, he vouched for you.

Richard: Okay. Okay. So--so what does that mean?

Detective: You can go.

Richard: Well, what about my son?

Detective: Hey, look, um, now, we have so much on him, okay?

And I told Sam that I would let him go,

but, uh, when the evidence gets back,

we--we're gonna pick him up.

Richard: Thank you.

Detective: Yeah. Look, uh, you, uh, you wanna--

you wanna tell me what happened?

I--I can help.

Richard: No.

Detective: Okay. Okay, you're free to go.

Um, Sam is out there.

I need to get some DNA samples from your son

and, uh, he will be out.

Richard: Well, thank you.

Detective: Yeah.

Richard: Baby.

Sam: Hi.

Richard: Thank you. Sam: Sure.

Nancy: Thank you so much, Sam.

Sam: Sure. What's going on?

Richard: Um, first, uh, first, the gun.

I was trying to take it from him and it went off,

but, Sam, we didn't know he shot somebody.

Sam: And where did Barry get the gun?

Richard: He got it from Picky.

Sam: [Sighs] Okay. That's an easy fix.

Richard: How?

Sam: Nancy, you wanna wait in the car?

Nancy: No. Tell me.

Richard: Baby.

Nancy: What? Richard: Go wait in the car.

[Nancy sighs]

Richard: What is it?

Sam: He's dead.

Richard: What?

Sam: Yeah. I'm sorry.

Richard: He is? What happened?

Sam: It doesn't matter. He can take the fall for this.

Richard: Sam. Sam: Look...

Richard: This is her nephew. Sam: I know that.

But he chose that life. Richard: I know that, but...

Sam: Well, he borrowed Barry's car and he shot that man.

Richard: Sam. Sam: Listen,

we're not letting another life be wasted.

His was enough.

Richard: Okay.

Sam: [Sighs] Can you get me the gun?

Richard: I gave it back to Picky.

Sam: Even better.

Now, what about this--this knife and Ruth?

Richard: [Scoffs] I don't know what to tell you about that.

Sam: Well, he'll tell us all about it when he gets out of here.

Richard: Yeah.

Sam: He needs to go by that pharmacy

and get that boy to drop the charges.

Richard: Yeah. Sam: Today.

Richard: Yeah. Okay.

Kyle: [Sighs] Come on.

Come on, damn it. Command, come back.

Max: Yes?

Kyle: Sam?

Max: Max.

Kyle: Max, what's going on with the staff elevator?

Max: I'm not sure.

Kyle: Max, if you are playing a trick with this elevator...

Max: I will check with maintenance.

Shall I send them?

Kyle: That is a negative.

Max: Okay. Well, maybe the staff is holding it on a floor.

They're on their way up.

Kyle: That is a negative. You were told to hold.

Max: Yes, sir.

And they were held until the logged time of 1439.

Kyle: Where's Sam?

Max: He's out.

Is there anything I can help you with?

Jean: Oh, I'll take this.

Kyle: No, you won't.

Jean: Are you sure?

Kyle: Yes, I'm sure. Don't touch it.

Jean: Sir, is that blood?

Kyle: Where? Jean: There.

Kyle: Uh, no. The President spilled red...

Jean: [Screams] Kyle: Hey, shh!

Man: Next on "The Oval"... Kyle: Be calm. Do not scream.

Barry: How do you even know the money was in there?

Richard: So where would that have come from?

Barry: Dad, I swear, I do not know.

- You had her in my bed? - I can't do this right now.

Max: You helped him sneak her out of here.

Kyle: I don't know what you mean.

Max: I promise you, this will come back on you.

Victoria: You're bit of a bitch.

Lilly: I can be. Sam: This is gonna get ugly.

Richard: Good thing I'm not in the White House, huh?

Donald: It's been taken care of. You don't need to worry.

Hunter: How the hell am I supposed to not worry?

Richard: I've never seen you this worked up.

Barry: Dad, I'm all right.

Richard: No, there's something else going on with you.

Sharon: No one has ever made love to me like you.

Hunter: I wanna see her. No one can know about this.

Kyle: Yes, sir. - Previously on "The Oval"...

- I'm going to need the staff to clear the west staff hallway.

Sam: On whose orders? Kyle: The man himself, sir.

- Nobody's gonna hurt you. - You don't understand.

I'm dead. [Gunshot]

Maude: Hello.

Victoria: Mother? What brings you here?

Nancy: The big butcher knife is missing from the kitchen block.

Barry: Baby, he wouldn't do that.

Kyle: You have one hour.

I'll let you know when your family's returning.

Hunter: Thank you, Kyle. He is amazing.

My whole family out of the White House,

you up into the presidential bed. [Gasps]

- Down on the ground. - All right.

- Down on your knees. - Okay, okay.

Officer Ford: Now, you wanna explain this?