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- This is our chance.

- You need to go home and talk to that woman.

- MALE NARRATOR: Previously on "The Oval"...

- I'm home with you!

I'm not going anywhere! - Go!

- I wanna go for a run.

- I will arrange that in the morning.

- No, you will arrange it now.

- I know you wanna have a drink with me.

- You're--

- An -- , I know, but I'm a cute one.

- Oh no! Oh no!

- Guess who, bitch.

- [grunting]

- [moans]

- I wanna make love to you.

- And y'all get a divorce.

Then we can talk about it.

- Hi, Nancy.

- Hi.

- You need to get up from this table.

- No, no, no, I should leave.

- Don't.

- No, no, I really should go.

- Thank you.

- Sure.

- RICHARD: Freda.

I really want to make love to you tonight, please.

- Richard, whatever this sick -- is you've got going on,

leave me out of it.

I have more respect for you than this.

- You think showing up here is gonna stop me

from going to the next one?

- I'm not trying to stop you.

- Good, because I got a long list of women

wanting to sleep with me,

but I kept them off because I was faithful to you.

- 'Cause that's the kind of man you are.

- What kind of woman are you?

- One that is sorry. - Yeah.

You can say that again.

- How long are you gonna punish me?

- Why don't you just give up and get out of here?

- Oh, can you take this wine away, please?

I'll have a soda. - She's leaving.

- I said I'll have a soda, please?

- You got money to pay for it?

- Diet.

- So he gave you money?

- Richard...

- Who is the father?

- I'm not gonna tell you that.

- Ugh, okay.

- ♪

- NANCY: Richard, can you just stop?

Will you stop it?

- Are you insane?

You want me to stop it,

but you won't tell me who the father is?

- I can't do that.

- Nancy, why is that so damn hard?

- 'Cause I know you.

- You think I'm gonna go get him?

- Yes!

- Oh.

So he's alive, huh?

- Richard, can you just--

- Just go on and damn tell me.

- Can we stop it, please?

- You know what? You're right.

Let's just stop it.

Let's just stop it all.

- What are you saying?

- I'm gonna go see a lawyer tomorrow.

- ♪

- I want a divorce.

- All of that because I won't tell you?

- All of that because you lied for 25 years!

Yes, all of that!

- But I'm still the same woman.

- Who held that lie for all these years.

- I'm sorry.

I wish I never told you.

- Yeah, well, you did, so you might as well

just go ahead and tell me who the father is.

- Richard, I can't do that!

- You know what?

- Richard?

- ♪

- 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 ♪

- ♪

- [grunting and groaning]

- ♪

- [groaning]

- ♪

- BOBBY: Max! What you doing?

- MAX: Hey, man, what are you doing?

Let me go!

- What are you doing?

- What are you doing? Get out the way!

- This is not the way, Max!

- No, no, no, no.

You don't get to tell me -- . He killed Yuma!

He's not walking away from this.

- And he will pay for that!

- And I can take care of that right now, so move!

- That is not your call.

- No, man, you're not messing this up for me.

You gotta move. You're gonna move right now.

Get out of the way.

- I'm not moving, Max.

- Bobby, get out of the way.

Bobby, get the -- out of the way!

- Okay, you're angry.

- Yeah, no -- !

- And I understand that, alright?

But you are right.

This is bigger than Lilly,

but it's bigger than him too, okay, and if he dies,

all of this will be for nothing!

Is that what you want?

- God damn it, man.

- This is not the way you handle it.

You know it.

We'll get him, I promise you.

We'll get him.

Come on, we gotta go.

We gotta go now, come on!

- [phone ringing]

- SAM: This is Sam, leave a message.

- Oh, Sam, please call me back.

I need to talk to you right away, please.

- [phone ringing]

- Please answer the phone, Sam.

I need you.

- [phone vibrating]

- Somebody's trying to get your attention.

- It's okay, ma'am.

- You sure we can't go for that run?

- We can only walk the grounds, ma'am.

- Well, something's better than nothing, I guess.

- Yes it is, ma'am. - [phone vibrating]

- You sure you don't want to get that?

- Nah.

I'm on duty, ma'am.

- So how far is the walk around this place?

- About a half a mile total, ma'am.

- So if I run it six times, that's three miles, right?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Are you gonna run it with me dressed like that?

- Yes, ma'am.

- What, do you want to change?

- No, I can run in these shoes.

- All right, well, at least lose the jacket.

- No, ma'am, I'll be fine.

- Okay, fine, so formal.

But you have to know you're gonna be drenched.

I'm really fast.

- So am I.

- Well, I hope not at everything.

Will it just be the two of us?

- We'll be monitored the entire time.

- Okay.

- DALE: Oh my, oh my god!

What? You okay?

- [groaning] No.

- DALE: I'll call an ambulance. - [Kyle groaning]

- DALE: Come on. - [Kyle groaning]

- No. I'll call the police. What happened?

- [Kyle groaning]

- You don't want me to call the police?

- No, no, no, no, no, just...

Gosh, just help me.

- Okay, all right. Oh, okay.

- [Kyle groaning]

- What happened?

- I was buying some drugs, and it went bad.

- In your own bathroom? - Don't -- judge me.

- No, no, I'm calling the police.

- Don't--no, no, no, no, no, Dale.

Um, just help me to the sink.

- You don't want me to call and report--

- KYLE: No, Dale, just help me.

[groaning] Damn.

- Did you--did you see the guys who did this?

- KYLE: No, I didn't.

- I heard it in the living room

but I didn't know what was going on.

- Yeah, you're a little slow to action there, Dale.

- So you're doing a drug deal and you didn't see them?

- ♪

- Why you always rush to put your bra on?

- So I can stop you, all right.

- Damn.

- What? - I love you.

- [chuckling] - I love you.

- You're just horny. - What?

- Mm-hmm. Yeah, that's what it is.

- No, no, no, no, listen, listen to me, listen to me.

Listen to me very closely. - Mm-hmm.

- We fit. I fit, I fit.

- Oh, come on with that, wow.

- You know, you know, you see?

You know it.

You know it. - I know that...

I like you very much.

- No, you know that you love me,

and you love having sex with me,

and you love how I touch you

and you love how I-- - All right, okay, okay.

All right. I do.

Don't rub it in.

- ♪

- So why not me?

- Why not you over Barry?

- Yeah.

- Kareem, you broke my heart.

- I'm trying to put the pieces back together, Sharon.

I really am.

- All right, you want honesty?

- Yes, yeah, I want all the honesty.

- I don't fully trust you.

- Damn.

- Honestly.

- Yeah. Yeah, no, that's what I want.

Be honest with me, please.

- I would've never met Barry had I not been missing you.

You know that, right?

- I messed up, but I want to make it better.

No, I want you to fully trust me.

I need you to fully trust me.

- That's gonna take time.

- It's been years.

- And every time I'm with you, I think about it.

- That's fair.

- I mean, you were really a damn playboy.

- I was.

- How do I know you're not really over it?

- You don't.

- Exactly.

But thank you. - No, but you can watch me.

Sharon, you can watch me, you can see.

You can see how much better I am.

I'm serious, I've been working on myself.

- Well, that would be nice.

- Move in here and watch me.

- I'm not doing that.

- Move in.

See that I'm the man that I've been telling you that I am.

I--I mean this.

I've never been more serious in my life.

- My situation here.

- Well, if you got a situation, we both got a situation.

- And you really mean that?

- Yeah.

I'm gonna help you figure this out.

I got of making up to do.

- I heard that.

- That's all I ask.

- Okay.

- Okay.

I'm just saying, one of these rooms would make a nice nursery.

- [giggles]

- ♪

- You calm yet?

- I would be if you, oh, would've let me kill him.

- ♪

- I want him, too,

but I want to get him when it matters.

- Is that right?

Well, uh, he didn't shoot you, did he?

- You lived.

- Really?

- I'm just sayin'.

- Oh, okay, thanks for saying.

Thank you.

- We'll get 'em.

All of them. You have my word.

- It's funny because if he would've done that

to your partner, I think this would--

- I get it, all right?

- You get it? - I get it.

- See, you can't get it. You know why?

'Cause she wasn't just my partner.

She was my friend.

You know, a good person.

Do you know where she is now?

Do you?

She's -- dead.

- I know.

- Do you really think you believe that those people

are gonna judge him?

- Yeah, if we build a case.

- I don't know what planet you're on

because they're not.

They're not!

- ♪

- Drink that.

You'll feel better.

- You know what would make me feel better,

if you go -- yourself.

That would make me feel a lot better.

Get the -- -- outta here.

- Just drink it, all right?

You'll thank me later.

It's not poison.

Take it.

- Shut up.

Watch the road!

What the hell are you doing?

- You might want to take it easy on that, man.

Easy, man, don't drink the entire thing.

- Yeah, I got it.

- Strong.

- So what happened with her?

- She was found.

- What was she doing?

- Talking to that -- .

- And you just left?

- Yeah.

I mean, she practically begged me to.

- I got an idea.

Uh, is she with him?

- She's not with him.

- Are you sure? - I'm sure.

- Look, man, a woman like that

doesn't know how to live on the lam.

- I get it, okay?

- She needs those creature comforts.

- She is with us.

- I hope you're right. - I'm right.

I'm always right.

Like, I don't want you talking about Lilly no more, all right?

- Are we clear?

- We're clear.

- [Victoria laughing]

- ♪

- Ma'am? - Damn!

You're not even breathing hard.

- Sorry, ma'am.

- No, don't be sorry. Teach me that.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Sam. - Yes, ma'am?

- Cut the "ma'am" -- .

- Yes, ma'am.

- Call me Victoria.

- We are professional.

- Yeah, about that...

- SAM: Yeah.

- It's kind of hard when-- - Ma'am.

- I've given you-- - Ma'am.

- Victoria.

- Victoria.

- Look, Sam, I know you like me.

- We're both married.

- Yeah, but I'm not happy, so I don't count.

- Can I speak off the record?

- Okay.

- You sure?

- Finally.

- That was some -- what you did.

- Ooh, I like!

- It was.

- And what exactly was the -- ?

- You having me sit there like that.

You know she was upset,

and I don't like you making her feel like that.

- I wasn't, I wasn't--

- No, no, no, I'm still off the record.

- Okay.

- So you can't make my wife feel awkward or upset.

That won't work for me.

- Okay.

- SAM: And you can't--

You can't be trying to give me -- .

- [giggling] Trying?

- I was really weak, okay?

- And why is that?

- You're a beautiful woman.

- You think so? - Ah, you know it.

- No, I don't--

- Ah, don't give me that bumble -- .

- No, no, when--

when a man cheats on you constantly,

it makes you feel unattractive.

It's hard.

How many pep talks can I give myself?

- Well, that's true.

You shouldn't have to work that hard.

- Thank you.

- But I'm not okay with what you're doing to Priscilla.

- Okay.

- And you really should apologize to her.

- For you, I'll do that.

- Thank you.

- VICTORIA: Well, I think

you're incredibly sexy and huge,

and I wanna see you naked,

and I want you to make love to me.

- Well, ma'am...

I'm here to do my job and only that job, ma'am.

- I understand.

- Thank you for understanding.

- Think you got one more in you?

- We can go again, ma'am, if you like.

- Oh, you're not even breaking a sweat.

- Actually, this is just a fast walk for me.

- Oh, so you're saying I'm slow?

- What I'm saying--uh, off the record I'm saying

I thought you said you were fast.

- Oh, oh, it's like that? - SAM: Oh, yeah, it's like that.

- It's like that, all right, all right.

- Where you going? Oh, you think you can hang?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, where we going, where we going?

- ♪

- [computer chiming]

- [phone ringing]

- Hello? - DIKAHN: Hi.

- Who is this?

- This is Dikahn.

- How do you know where my daughter is, Dikahn?

- I used to be in the group.

- BARRY: Where is she?

- DIKAHN: The place is in Rockwell, Virginia.

- What place is that?

- Are you in DC?

- BARRY: Yes, I'm in DC.

- Good, so am I. Can we meet?

- Look, how do you know where she is?

- DIKAHN: I saw her.

- BARRY: What does she look like?

- She's brown-skinned and she--I don't know,

she looks like a kid.

- Well, then, what was she wearing?

- DIKAHN: She was wearing blue jeans

and a pink long-sleeve shirt.

I know I'm right.

You don't have to say anything.

- No, I'm not meeting you, man.

- Look, I saw her with Ruth.

Ruth is in this thing deep.

She really believes.

- Ruth is dead.

- You know Ruth is not dead.

That girl was Niecey.

She's from Maurice, Pennsylvania.

She looks like Ruth.

They even put a tattoo on her to try to trick you.

They're so stupid. They don't know about DNA.

- Well, look, man, I, um...

- DIKAHN: Look, no, I know you can help me.

- How can I help you?

- My daughter's in there too,

and I know your father works for the White House.

He can help us.

- Look, how do you know this?

- You really need to hurry. We need to meet.

- Well then, you come here!

- DIKAHN: No, meet you at Douglas Park.

- I am not meeting you.

- I'm gonna be there at midnight.

If you're not there, I'm leaving.

- Look, man, where is my daughter at?

- If you bring the police, they'll kill her.

- BARRY: What?

Hello?

-- .

- ♪

- This is heaven.

- All that running.

- Mm-hmm.

And this is the reward.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Would you like some?

- No.

- We'll both have some.

- SAM: Ma'am.

- Victoria.

- Victoria.

- Look, Sam, I like you.

I've liked you ever since the day of the scare.

You practically dragged my ass to the basement.

That bass in your voice--

- I'm sorry about that.

- Well, that's when it started for me.

- When was that, Victoria?

- When you made me feel safe.

- Well, you were safe.

- I know I feel that when I'm with you.

- And I would never let anyone harm you.

- I know. That's the job, right?

- Well, it may be just a little more than a job.

- Do you like me?

- Why can't we just leave some things in the air, Victoria?

- Oh, no.

I like for things to be said.

- There's no mystery in that.

- Well, I do.

- Well, you can't have everything you want.

- Hmm.

You think so?

- I know so.

- Okay.

- Well, you should be tired.

- Yeah.

- You ready for bed now?

- Yes.

- I meant...

- [laughing]

I know what you meant.

- Sam, thank you for coming.

- Sure.

- Thank you for making me feel better.

- Yes, ma'am.

- And thank you...for being you.

[chuckling] I am sweaty.

- Yes, ma'am, you are, again.

- Good night, Sam.

- Good night, ma'am.

- ♪

- Why are you looking at me like that?

- I turned the cameras off in the kitchen.

- I noticed.

- So, uh...

- Oh, something you want to say? - ALONZO: No, no, sir.

- Thank you.

See you tomorrow.

- Priscilla called eight times.

She says it's an emergency.

- Okay, thank you.

- [phone ringing]

- Hey, Priscilla, this is Sam.

Call me back.

- [both moaning]

- What? - I'm done.

- No, no, come on, come on, just one more.

- Hunter, your guys are right outside.

- So?

- ELLIE: So?

- What? They're not gonna say anything.

- That's what Nixon thought.

- Oh, come on, we're not going there, are we?

- Yes, we're not gonna go there. Come on.

- No, no, no. no, just a little more.

- I'm not a candy machine, Hunter.

- I don't know about that.

- ELLIE: Will you stop?

- What? You made me go up to get the doctor

and bring him down here.

- And?

- You know, you didn't believe me.

- No.

- So you don't trust me?

- Mm, Hunter, how do I say this?

You're a man, and you're you, so, no.

- Hmm. Come on.

Just a little more.

- No, come on, let's go.

- You know, this man's pretty powerful.

- I know.

- Yeah?

- ELLIE: Hmm.

- That's gotta be kind of a head trip.

- What's that?

- Laying here with the most powerful man in the world.

- Well, the way I see it, he's laying here with me.

- Oh, really? - ELLIE: Mm.

- Go on.

- Go on what?

- Show me how powerful you are.

- Oh, you don't wanna see that.

- Oh yeah, I do.

- What do you want me to do?

- Hurt me.

- Hurt you?

- HUNTER: Yeah.

Hurt me.

- Okay.

- HUNTER: Oh, that's it.

That's it.

[moaning]

Again.

[moaning]

- ♪

- SAM: Priscilla?

- She's dead.

- Who?

- Jean.

- What happened?

- I don't know, but Greg--

- Her boyfriend?

- Yeah.

I asked him to go check on her.

When he got there, her place was ransacked.

- I'll talk to him.

- [Priscilla sobbing]

He's dead too.

- What?

- PRISCILLA: Yeah.

Yeah.

When I talked to him,

he told me he couldn't call the police

and that he was on his way home,

so I told him that I would meet him there,

and when I got there,

she was dead in his bed,

and he was shot in the head.

- What?

- Yeah.

- And you saw all of this tonight?

- Mm-hmm.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

- Did you call the police?

- No.

- SAM: Okay, good.

Um, where is this?

- His apartment is on K Street.

- SAM: Okay, uh, gimme the address.

I'll head over there.

- They are trying to pin this on him,

but he didn't do it.

- I know.

- How do you know?

- I don't know, something--

something's not adding up with this sign in and out thing.

- What is it?

- I don't know.

- I'll tell you what it is.

It's that little creepy fucker.

He killed her.

He did, I know he did it!

- I know you don't like them, I know. I know.

- Are you kidding me right now? Really?

- SAM: Baby, I'm sorry. I'm just trying--

- Where were you? Where were you at?

I was calling you and calling you.

Where were you, Sam?

- I was at the White House.

- But you just left. Why were you back?

- She wanted to go for a run.

- This -- wanted to go for a run.

This -- run.

- I'm gonna go over, okay?

This is...

- FEMALE REPORTER: We are reporting on what appears to be

a murder-suicide here on K Street.

The victim's name is Jean Lee Peterson

and her estranged boyfriend, Greg Williams.

Witnesses say they heard him jealous and yelling,

and then they heard three gunshots.

They also say they heard him crying,

saying that he had killed the love of his life.

- Do you -- see this?

You still think I'm just saying this

because I don't like them?

- Priscilla.

- PRISCILLA: Downstairs.

Get out and go downstairs.

Go.

- We need to talk about this.

- PRISCILLA: I can't even look at you right now.

Just get out of my face.

- SAM: Okay.

- ♪

- [sobbing]

Oh, Jean.

- ♪

- [phone ringing]

- Lilly.

- LILLY: I'm sorry. - What the hell?

- No, they scrambled the phone.

- How are you calling me?

- LILLY: It just started working.

- BOBBY: Are you safe?

- LILLY: Yeah.

Kyle was here.

- Who's Kyle?

- Somebody that's a pain in my ass.

- BOBBY: What does he have to do with all of this?

- Nothing.

He is so unimportant.

- You are safe, right?

- LILLY: Yeah, I'm safe. - Okay.

I miss you.

- Well, you have your wife, and she needs you.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

I know we can't keep seeing each other.

- LILLY: It was fun while it lasted.

- Yeah, it was.

Is he there?

- In the bed.

- BOBBY: Are you sleeping with him?

- Will that make you jealous?

- No.

I understand.

- I want to try to make it work with him.

- You sure?

- LILLY: Yeah.

Although I'll miss you.

- I wish you would've stayed.

- Okay, what were we supposed to do?

Hold up in a hotel forever?

Well, we gotta get back to our lives.

- Yeah, for sure.

But just know I love you, and I'm here for you always.

- And I for you.

But this is goodbye.

- Well, look, I gotta go.

The kids are up.

- Yeah, well, I'm here now, and, um, as bad as this is,

I do love him.

- I get that.

She's coming.

- LILLY: Yeah, I gotta go too.

- The hell was that?

- They were listening.

- Oh.

Okay.

- -- has got to stop.

- Have you talked to Diane?

- Yeah.

She's going to see him tomorrow.

- Hope that goes well.

- We'll see.

- You know, we got the, uh, women doing all the foot work

while we sit here like house cats.

- Let me guess.

You got a problem with that, too, Max?

- Yep.

I like the action.

- -- , I can tell,

the way you kicked Kyle's ass.

- Yeah, and there's more to come, too.

- He'll get his.

You think he saw you?

- I don't know.

He was pretty drunk.

- Oh, -- , that wasn't a fair fight.

- What the hell you mean that wasn't a fair fight?

- I'm just saying,

don't you want to get him when he's a hundred?

- I'm not 100, -- , I'm injured.

- I know you not talking about

that little cat scratch on your nipple.

Are you serious?

- Cat scratch on my nipple?

Is that what we're doing right now?

- Yeah, that's what we doing.

- You know what?

Why don't you just get the hell out of here?

I'm enjoying my time out here. Go inside.

Cat scratch on my nipple.

It's more like a tiger scratch.

-- .

- You want another beer, tiger?

- Yeah, I do, actually.

- Cat--[chuckling]-- tiger scratch.

[laughing]

- ♪

- Oh, you wait until I find that son of a -- .

- DALE: I'm sorry.

- You didn't get a look at him?

- DALE: Uh, I don't know.

I just saw a guy walk down the hall. I just--

- What do you mean you saw a guy, Dale?

What did he look like?

- Blond, baby blue eyes.

- Open the bottom drawer.

- Okay.

Actually, I actually have to go home.

- What the hell are you talking about?

- DALE: I just remembered that I gotta somewhere--

- The guns.

- Yeah.

- I'm Secret Service, Dale.

My badge is right there.

- Oh, okay. - Lift that up, please.

Is that him?

Is that him?

- Yeah.

- Oh, okay. - DALE: What?

- I thought so, but I was -- drunk.

- DALE: You know alcohol and pain killers

can kill you, right?

- Well, it's a good thing I have you here

to watch over me then, Dale.

- Uh, yeah.

- Please, help me in the tub, please.

- All right, yeah.

- [groaning]

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- No -- . I love this.

- What?

- I'm built for all kinds of pain.

- This is weird.

- Mm, welcome to the big city, Dale.

Are you gonna help me? - Come on.

You're heavier than you look. Okay, all right, okay.

Got it? - Yeah.

Hold on, hold on.

Now take off my shirt.

Thank you. Here, here, here.

Now take yours off. Come on.

- No. Come on, you're bloody.

What are you doing? Just--

- All right, get a sponge.

You really should take your clothes off.

- DALE: Yeah, that's not happening.

- Later.

- DALE: Yeah, you're a mess.

- ♪

- Back again?

- JASON: Yep.

You're still here?

- Yeah, wrapping up here soon.

- How come you're here this late?

- Work never stops, my friend.

- Oh, yeah?

- ALLAN: Yeah. What about you?

What are you doing down there this late, man?

- Uh, insomnia.

- Yeah, I get that.

- Yeah, like, my head just-- it doesn't stop.

I like to follow my father around the White House.

- Your father?

- Yeah.

- He works this late too?

- I mean, I wouldn't call it work.

He's banging broads.

- Excuse me, Jason?

- JASON: Yeah.

He likes this one whore

over there in the Press Secretary's office.

- [clears throat]

Is that so?

- JASON: Oh, yeah.

They're in there having sex, like, right now.

- What?

- JASON: Yeah.

The door's locked, but I have the master key.

- How did you have a master key, Jason?

- Former Secret Service.

They don't even know I have it.

- Uh, okay.

- Hey, do you wanna see him having sex with her?

- Right now? - Yeah.

- Yeah.

I do.

- Come on.

- ♪

- [Hunter moaning]

Hey, who the -- is that? Get out of here!

Hey, get the -- out of here! Who are you?

- ♪

- ♪

- Did you come alone?

- Yes.

- Good.

- Where is my daughter?

- ♪

- In there.

- NARRATOR: Next on "The Oval"...

- Open it. - I'm not opening that -- !

- You don't want your daughter?

- She's really doing me like this?

- She's not a very good girlfriend.

- Can we just start over, honey?

- Yes, we can.

- Thank you.

- If I ever hear a word of this,

I'm gonna erase you from the face of the Earth.

- BOBBY: I wouldn't do that if I were you.

- Hey there.

What's your name, huh?

- ELLIE: Hunter! - Hunter!

- What in the hell is going on?

- ♪

- ♪