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- We have a gunman. - It was Victoria's dad.

I want him dead.

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

- Frankly, he's becoming a hazard.

- That crazy wife of his, she's the real hazard.

- I'm just still so angry about Sam and this affair.

- Stop it. - That wife of yours

is still in the picture.

- Ma'am, she is the picture.

- Dale! - Where is he?

- Oh my god, Dale? - What happened to him?

- Doesn't he look like the guy

that was on the video that was talking to Dale?

- That is inappropriate. - I'm gonna make your life

- - miserable.

- Where's Gail? - She's where you're going.

- [muffled sound]

- I'm gonna let you go now, okay?

- [muffled sound] - Alright.

- What is going on? - Geesh.

Sorry about that.

- What the hell?

- Is he coming?

- No, he can't get past this guard.

- Damn it. - Who the -- is that?

- BLAKELY: Wa--wa--wait,

he's coming over the wall right now.

- Okay, good.

- Wait, what's going on, Max?

- She knows you?

- Yeah, just...

- What is going on?

- There was an attempt on the President's life.

- ♪

- What?

- Yeah, you didn't know that?

- No, I--I was sleeping. Okay, wait--

- That's a long sleep. - Why are you here?

- Bobby brought us here.

- Where is he?

- Right behind us.

- I'm right here.

- What the hell is going on?

- The temperature's been raised, Lilly,

they're tryna take out the President.

- And how do I know you didn't do it?

- They will sure as hell try and say we did.

- ♪

- And why are you here?

- We need to get into his office.

- [scoffs] Nah, I can't help you with that.

- Lilly, I'm sure his office here is connected

to the White House somehow.

- Uh-huh, what does that have to do with me?

- Your husband is the Chief of Staff,

he'll have all the intel.

- Yeah, well, I got your pictures.

- And that let me know there's more.

- It's all secured.

- We can get in.

- ♪

- Okay, let's go.

- When's he due back?

- I don't know.

- Well, I can figure that out.

- Oh, hold up, we gotta scan it for cameras first. All right?

- ♪ Under cover

♪

♪ Serious lover

♪

♪ We stand together love's forever ♪

♪

♪ Getting through ♪

- Cover the camera on the computer with this.

- ♪

- Okay.

- ♪

- They won't recognize me, so let me scan for cameras.

- Okay, go.

- ♪

- It's clear.

- How long will it take?

- Not long at all.

- I'll get Martin on the line, let me know when you're in.

- Wait, what is going on?

- We need to know who's trying to kill the President.

- And you think Donald would know that?

- He'll have recent intel.

- Oh, my god, this is insane.

- Hey.

- Damn, Sam, what's going on?

- An assassination attempt.

- I heard, but is he alright?

- They're both fine, but we lost an agent.

- What? - Yeah.

- Who?

- Morris.

- Oh damn.

- Yeah.

- I'm sorry, man.

- That's the job, but everything's under control.

- Okay, that's good.

- Did you find Barry?

- Yeah, he was--he was headed for that cult,

but he couldn't find it.

- That's good.

- But not for my grandbaby.

- Look, as I said, we have a man on the inside.

- Look, Sam, if you're not gonna send any fire power in there,

there's no telling what Callie's going through,

all those other kids.

- I can't, especially right now.

- Damn!

So, what am I supposed to do?

- Go to the local sheriff.

- You know that's not gonna help.

- Just try it, Richard, okay?

I gotta go.

- Okay.

- FEMALE REPORTER: The assassination attempt

was carried out in our nation's capital.

I am live in the White House Press room,

in a moment, Press Secretary Ellie Maxwell

will be taking questions.

- This bitch is still in this press room.

Let me go get dressed.

- ♪

- HUNTER: Donald? - DONALD: Sir?

- Why didn't Ellie come see me when she got to work today?

- Well, sir, she's got work to do.

- I told you to tell her to come see me first.

- Okay, sir, you--you really--

- No, I want her to get her ass in here right now.

- Sir, you really need to let her handle this, okay?

- Why?

- Okay, listen, sir,

the entire country is concerned about you, okay?

She's got a whole nation to calm,

and you need to let her do that.

- She needs to come calm me.

- Okay.

Sir, can I refresh your drink, hm?

- Donald? [clears throat]

- DONALD: Yeah?

- Two things calm me down:

drinks

and -- jobs.

- Yeah.

- I already have a drink.

Go get her.

- Sir.

- Okay,

go get her or I will.

- Sir, I wouldn't advise that, okay,

just let her do her job, okay?

It's for the best of the White House,

for this entire administration.

Just let her do her job, sir.

Sir, where are you going?

Sir. [grunts]. Sir?

Sir, you're interrupting her job.

Just let her do her job, sir, come on.

- Yes, that is all we know at this time.

Yes, your question.

- FEMALE REPORTER: Are the President

and the First Lady in the White House?

- Yes they are, they're in the White House and they are safe.

Yes?

- Do we know who was responsible for this attempted assasination?

- At this time, the investigation is still underway.

But, let me assure you, we will leave no stone unturned.

And we will bring the full weight

of this administration to bear

in finding who ever is resposible for this attempt.

Yes? - MALE REPORTER: Will the

President be addressing the nation?

- Yes, he will, absolutely.

- REPORTER: You do know the country wants to see him.

- What I know is that the President is safe,

and he will be addressing the nation.

Yes?

- REPORTER: Was the First Lady injured?

- No, no, she was not injured-- - No, I was not.

- First Lady.

- Hello, Ellie.

No, Ellie, don't step away.

This has been a harrowing night,

but the truth is,

our amazing Secret Service team

has been incredible.

Unfortunately, we lost one,

and we're waiting to speak with his wife and family

before we release his name.

Now, my husband will not allow this evil act to stand.

We will release more information as it comes available,

until then, there's not much more to say.

- What is she doing?

- Okay, sir, just calm down, okay?

- Okay, move. - No, sir, you should not--

- Donald, Donald-- - Sir--[grunts]

- ♪

- [indistinct chatter]

- REPORTERS: Mr. President, Mr. President.

- President.

- REPORTERS: Mr. President, Mr. President.

- Hello, darling. - As my--hello, darling.

As our Press Secretary so eloquently put it,

I'm fine, my beautiful wife is fine.

It is true; however,

one of our heroic Secret Service agents was fatally injured.

We will be lowering the flags to half-staff.

I just thought it was important that you see for yourself

that I am fine.

- REPORTERS: Mr. President! Mr. President!

- I'm not gonna take any questions at this time,

but I thank you so much for your concern.

I'm here for you, I'm here for this country,

and for my family, thank you.

- To the Oval, shall we?

- ♪

- Did you call 'em?

- Yeah, I called them.

- Okay, good, so they're on their way, right?

- They acted as if they didn't care.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- KAREEM: Wow.

- ♪

- Hey.

- DALE: Hey.

- You awake?

- Yeah.

- Dale?

Hey, what happened?

- Um, I was in the store,

and this guy came in,

we were talking, he was flirting with me,

and then he just pulled out a gun and shot me.

- What?

- Yeah, he shot me.

- I'm so sorry.

- What the hell?

- You're okay now, you're okay now.

- I can't believe this.

- Shhh, okay, okay, shh.

- What are you guys doing here?

- Oh, we wanted to be here for you.

- Thank you. - Of course.

- Thank you so much. - Yeah, yeah, sure.

- I don't have anybody.

- Dale.

- It's okay, my parents, they don't care.

- Yeah, we know.

- Kareem...

[scoffs] Damn.

- You talked to them?

- Yeah, yeah, we--we talked to them.

- You see, they don't care.

- Honey, I'm so sorry.

- Is that so?

- Dale?

- Yeah?

- Did you know the guy?

- The guy who shot me? - Mm-hm.

- No. - Are you sure?

- I didn't. - Well, it--

- Kareem...

- What? I'm trying to ask a sensible question.

- Why?

- A couple people next door said

that they saw you two talking for awhile.

- He was flirting with me, but--

- You've never seen him before in your life?

- No. - Okay. Alright, look.

I think it's time for you to go.

- It's--I'm trying to get to the bottom of this, Sharon.

- Go, just-- can you go?

- Alright, I'll wait for you outside.

- No, I can get a ride.

- Sharon? - Just leave.

- Okay.

Hey, Dale, I'm glad you're gonna be okay, alright?

- I'm so sorry about that.

- It wasn't my fault.

- I--I know. - I wasn't.

- No, I--I know, I believe you.

- Why is he asking me that?

- Dale, you remember the guy that you were telling me about

that was harassing you before?

- The guy from the White House?

Do you think he did this?

- I'm asking you.

- ♪

- I--I--it wasn't him.

- ♪

- Well, he came to the store looking for you.

- What?

He's crazy, but, no, it wasn't him.

- Are you sure?

- I think so, I just--I wanna sleep.

- Okay, alright, you can go ahead and get some rest, okay?

- Will you stay with me?

- Yeah, I will.

- Okay, thanks.

- ♪

- So, she's still here.

- HUNTER: Yes, she is.

- I want her fired.

- It's not gonna happen.

- You think I won't do it?

- I know you won't.

- Okay.

- Don't--don't go near her.

- I'm not.

- Victoria!

- Bitch! You are dead.

- Victoria! - No!

You're dead.

- Donald, you can go. - Yes, sir, this way--

- No, Ellie is gonna stay.

- Sir...

- Donald...don't start with me.

- Yes, sir.

- ♪

- It's good to see you.

- You too.

- How are you?

- I'm fine, are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine,

just--um, just happy to see you that's all.

- I'm glad you didn't get hurt.

- Okay, wait, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, where you going?

You're leaving?

- I'm going to work.

- No, come on, stay. Want a drink?

- It's the middle of the night. - Yeah.

- Someone just tried to assassinate you.

- Okay.

- I'm gonna go deal with the press.

- They know that I'm still alive, and I'm fine.

Stay here with me, come on.

- I have a job, Hunter, a real one.

- You don't get it.

- What don't I get?

- You got that job

because of that gorgeous body you have,

so why don't you come over here and let me see it?

- Hm. [chuckles] you're serious?

- Yeah, come on, it's too good.

- Oh, my goodness, you are pathetic.

- I'm the president.

- Okay, Mr. President.

Well, I'm Ellie Lyles,

and since you seem to be having trouble remembering,

let me remind you.

I'll decide if I wanna see you or sleep with you,

you don't own me.

Are we clear?

- Oh, crystal, but, hey,

why don't you just decide to sleep with me right now?

- Goodnight, Hunter.

- If you go out that door,

I'ma turn you over to that witch.

- You really shouldn't threaten me.

- Oh, it's not a threat,

she's on the war path, fair warning.

- I'll take my chances.

- ♪

- -- off, Hunter. - Hm.

- You're good at that.

- It's so weird that, that turns me on.

- ♪

- You're done quick.

- Excuse me?

- He -- quick.

- I beg your pardon?

- What happened in there, hm?

- You should go talk to the president about that.

- I'm talking to you because I'm your boss.

- You sure?

- You don't think so?

- I think...

he's the boss.

And if having me around makes him happy,

I'm not sure there's much you can do about that.

- [scoffs] Man--[chuckles]--

man, you had me fooled, you know that?

Are you really that dumb? [chuckles]

- Oh, Donald...

I could ask you the same question.

- ♪

- You really wanna play with fire, hm?

- You know, I really love

these little, um, conversations, Donald,

but-- - Yeah.

- --I have some work to do, so...

- And what exactly are you gonna do?

- What exactly am I going to do? - Yeah.

- Okay, is everyone around here insane,

or am I the only one who realizes

the man was almost assassinated?

- Yet, you don't seem like you actually care.

- I'm sorry?

- You don't. I mean, do you?

- Of course I do.

- Mm...well, then,

I think you should stay as far away from him as you can.

- What are you saying exactly, that this was my fault?

- I am saying that there are bigger parties at play,

and you have no idea what you're getting into.

- I do, Donald.

- Okay, hm.

- I know exactly what I'm getting into.

- Okay, well, let me give you a little advice.

Okay? - Mm-hm.

- Just 'cuz it's circumcised, don't mean it's clean, baby.

- [chuckles] What?

- You think about that?

- ♪

- Ma'am.

- You okay?

- Yes.

- Take your pants off.

- What?

- I wanna know if you have any balls.

- Ma'am?

- Take your damn pants-- - Ma'am...

I don't think that this is appropriate.

- We've talked about this.

- Talked about what?

- Are you handling your bitch?

- Um, well, she, uh--

- Well, she, uh, what? - Look,

she's a grown woman, okay?

- Have you ever hit her?

- No.

- Why?

- Ma'am, really?

- Say "ma'am" to me one more damn time.

- Are you asking me to be violent with her?

- No.

- Thank you.

- I'm demanding it.

- Look, with all due respect, you're the First Lady,

I mean, you should not be enticing me

to be violent with her.

- Grow the -- up, okay?

Grow a pair,

and when that bitch gets home,

you grab her by her throat and you beat her ass.

- Ma'am-- - Or--

- Please.

- --I'll send someone over to beat your ass until you do.

- Is this really happening right now?

- Oh, if you don't have the balls, son,

I'll send a man over who does.

You better--

- First Lady?

- Don't you wanna be?

- [chuckles] Mm.

- ♪

- Allan?

- Yes, sir? [clears throat]

- Why was she here?

- Sir?

- I just saw her leaving, why was she here?

- Yeah, um, she's still on me about--

- Allan, don't lie to me, boy.

- About Ellie.

- She wants me hit her.

- Oh my!

- Yeah. [clears throat]

- Ah, don't do that.

- Well, uh, of course not, sir, but she, um,

she told me--[chuckles]-- would you believe this,

she just told me that she would send someone to my house

to beat me up, until I do.

- Did she now?

- That's exactly what she just said.

- Well, you better get to beating.

- Sir-- - [laughs]

I'm joking, alright, I'm joking.

Listen, don't worry about her, she's--she's harmless, okay?

- Do you really believe that?

- No, I don't,

but if anything happens, you definitely let me know, okay?

- Yes, sir. - Yeah.

- ♪

- Where have you been?

- I've been trying to find my daughter, Mom.

- Did you go to that cult?

- No, I did not.

- Baby, don't lie to me.

- Ma, I couldn't find it.

- You would go there after what they did to you?

- For my daughter, yes, I would.

- Are you trying to get yourself killed?

- You wouldn't do the same thing for me?

- Barry-- - I mean, 'cuz you damn sure

ain't do it for Picky, so, would you do it for me?

- ♪

- What did you say?

- Nothing, Ma, I'm sorry, I just--

- I wish you would--

- I'm tired, I just wanna-- - --disrespect me.

- Ma, I'm sorry, I just need to go--

- You just mean and damn nasty.

- Ma, I'm sorry, I'm tired, I wanna lay down.

I just wanna go to bed.

- You know what?

I will pack all your shit, and put it out of this house.

- Can you stop, please?

- You disrespect me one more damn time.

- Okay, Ma, I'm sorry.

- I didn't hear you, apologize again.

- ♪

- Ma, I'm sorry.

- ♪

- What is wrong with you?

- ♪

- I just want my daughter.

- I know you do, and we want her, too.

- ♪

- And Ruth--Ruth wants out.

- What?

- Nothing, just-- - No, no, no--

- --just go. - What did you say?

- ♪

- She wants out.

- Out of what?

- When you were in the hospital, we saw her.

- You saw--

- Ah, ah, ah, ah, let the FBI handle it.

- Yeah, okay.

- ♪

- So, what are you gon' do?

- Nothing. - Huh?

- Nothing, I'm going to bed.

- Okay. - Okay.

- ♪

- [knock on door]

- [door opens]

- ♪

- Donald?

- Yes?

- Did you have him shot?

- What, Kyle, hm? What if I did?

- You are a son of a bitch.

- Hey, Kyle, come here, hm, come here.

Look, I told you, okay,

you're not capable of loving anybody but me.

- No. - Hm?

- That kid-- that kid is innocent.

- That kid was in your bed,

nobody in your bed is innocent, trust me.

- I made him, Donald.

- Yeah? Well, I made him get shot.

- ♪

- Okay, so is--is--is this what we're doing now?

- Yeah. Yeah, it is.

- So, what if something were to happen to your wife?

- No, nothing will happen to her because she's off limits.

- [laughs]

How is this any different?

- Okay, look, Kyle, alright, calm down.

Hey, hey, hey, look, hey,

I didn't have him murdered, did I?

Did I? No.

- He was shot center mass, Donald.

- Yeah, by an incredibly sexy marksman

who was instructed to miss vital organs, I must say.

- Are you kidding me?

- Okay, look, Kyle, I--

I just wanted to give him a little ballistic surgery, okay,

I didn't really wanna have him killed, alright?

So, calm down.

- Donald? - Kyle?

- ♪

- Come a little closer.

Uh, I like that.

- I will remember this.

- You better.

- [laughs]

- [laughs] Come on, don't be like that, Kyle.

- Uuh. - Huh?

- Okay.

- Kyle? Kyle, where you going?

Look you--

- Away from you.

- Kyle, come here, come here, come here, Ky--look, where you--

Kyle look, he's some stupid kid from no--

Ah-ha, shit.

Damn!

He'll be back when he calms down.

Shit.

- Hey. - Hi.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

- Okay.

- Thank you for asking.

- What happened?

- There was an attempt on the President.

- Are you sure?

- What do you mean?

- I heard on the news

that both of them were getting out of the car.

- 'Cilla...

- What, I'm just asking are you sure

that it's not about her?

- Will you stop it?

- It should be about her.

- What time are you in?

- I was coming to check on you, Sam.

- Well, I'm fine.

- You shouldn't be happy about that.

- I am.

- Well, good.

When I was on my way, I got a call

that all Senior staff should come in,

so I'm here.

- Well, I'm sure they'll understand if you're not here.

- What are you saying?

- I think you should go home.

- I'm not doing that.

- 'Cilla... - Sam...

I'm needed here.

- This is not the time.

- And why is that?

- Morris is dead.

- Jesus.

- Yeah, this is crazy, okay?

- Okay.

- And I can't have you around here right now.

- Well, why not?

- You know why.

- Because you are -- her?

- 'Cilla.

- No, no, don't worry, I won't hurt your little bitch.

- Well then, you should--

- Sam, I'm staying.

You're gonna have to put me out.

- Damn.

- Back so soon?

- I just got a call from Langley.

- Tell me.

- Our home computer is trying to access the Pentagon.

- Is that so?

- Yeah.

- Damn.

- Who's at our house, sir?

- Guess. My wife.

- Well, shall I pay her a visit?

- You would like that wouldn't you, hm?

- Yeah, yeah, I would.

- No, no, no, no, no, I can handle it.

- You sure, sir?

- What did I just say, Kyle, hm?

What did I just say?

- Yes, sir.

- You can leave now.

- Okay.

- Oh, and Kyle?

- Sir?

- If you go to that hospital,

it'll be worst for him, trust me, much worse.

- Yes, sir. - I'm not kidding.

- I heard you the first time.

- Okay.

- ♪

- Damn.

- Shit, Lilly.

- MAX: Did you get in?

- Yeah, I did, but--

- What do you see?

- I mean, not much, it's all encrypted.

- ♪

- Anything from Martin?

Still?

- Yeah.

- Well, that's not good.

- I know.

- Wait, what does that mean?

- It means we may have been compromised.

- And we may have all been set up.

- Well, that's not true, Martin would not do that.

- Alright, alright, alright, alright.

- We stick to the plan.

- Come on.

- Damn!

- BOBBY: What?

- They tracked me.

- Alright, we gotta move.

We gotta move now, now, now!

- Well you-- you guys go, I'm stayin'.

- What?

- Look, if they think it's coming from here,

they'll come after her.

- Wh--what? - MAX: Shit,

okay, stay. - Let's go.

- We'll meet up when she's safe. - Come on.

- MAX: Alright? - BLAKELY: Let's go.

- What does that mean, Bobby?

- Don't worry.

- What, am I in danger?

- Just go to your bed and pretend to be asleep.

- Oh my god,

and--and where are you gonna go, huh?

- I'll be here.

- Where?

- In the attic.

- Bobby, this is-- - Lilly,

if anything goes down, I'm coming in here blazing.

- Yeah, you really think I'm in danger right now, huh?

- If they think you're in on it.

- Shit!

- It's okay, alright, I'm here,

I swear to you, nothing will happen.

- Okay.

- Just lay down, and I'll be in your attic.

- And what if he hears you?

- He won't.

- Bobby, I swear-- [chuckles]--this is--

- Lilly, I have been doing recon since I was 18,

I know how to be stealth, okay, now go.

- ♪

- Okay.

- Yes...no, thank you, thank you, mm-hm.

- Hey, we need to talk.

- Allan, I'm busy.

- We need to talk now.

- Allan, I am on the phone, I cannot talk to you right now.

- I don't give a shit!

- You want me to get you fired.

- Look, I don't give a shit!

- What is wrong with you?

- She wants me to hit you.

- Who, Allan? What are you talking about?

- She literally wants me to beat you.

- What are you saying?

- The First Lady, Ellie, okay,

she wants me to beat your ass.

- Calm down, you need to calm down, okay,

look at me, just--

- Wait, wait, wait, why are you looking at me like that, huh?

I'm not gonna do it, Ellie.

- You sure 'cuz you came in here like you were.

- I--I just can't believe that you're doing this to me.

- I have asked you to just leave me alone,

I'm not doing anything to you.

- Okay, you know what, screw you, Ellie!

- Wow! - [clears throat]

Sorry, sir.

- No, go on and say it, say it, "Screw you, Ellie," hm.

Yes, screw you.

- [laughs]

- I--I'm sorry, sir. [clears throat]

- You know what, Allan,

just go--go and wait in my office, hm?

- Mm-hm, yeah.

- Yes, sir.

- That boy is way too good for you.

How are you, hm?

- Great. - Yeah?

- Great, yeah, managing.

- You are so far in over your head,

you know that, right?

- No, Donald, I got this.

- You better watch who you touch.

So, you're a big girl now, huh?

Playing in the big girl ponds. - [phone rings]

- Um, I'ma get the phone.

- Yeah, you do that.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Okay. This is Ellie.

Yes.

No, that's a rumor.

No comment for now.

I'll be holding a briefing tomorrow at noon.

No, no comment.

Thank you.

- Is that all you gonna say?

- Donald, I'm sorry, I forgot you were here.

Was there something I was gonna help you with?

- You? No.

- No? - No, not at all, trust me.

- Okay, um,

so then you wouldn't mind just...

- Yeah, sure.

Yeah, too good for you, trust me.

- Always love seeing you, Donald.

- Richard? Richard?

- Yeah?

- I need your help.

- What's going on?

- Priscilla is here.

- What? - Yes.

- Sam, what is she doing here?

- Richard, you know.

- Wait, wait, do you know what she did?

- What? - [sighs]

She went off on the First Lady.

- What? - Yes.

- Like how?

- Like a black woman scorned, she was pissed.

- What did the First Lady say?

- Um, she said she was fired.

Priscilla threatened to write a book about it, and--

- And what?

- And she asked her where was Jean?

- Are you kidding me?

- No.

- What the--

- Where is Jean, Sam?

- Richard--

- Tell me.

- I can't 'cuz I don't know.

- What?

- Look, can you keep an eye on her?

- Who, uh, Priscilla?

- Yes.

- As much as I can.

- Okay, okay.

- What--what am I looking for?

- Don't let her serve the First Lady.

- You think she would do something?

- No, I don't think so.

- Sam, are you sure?

- No. No, I don't think.

- You know, because if she does, then we all pay the price.

- That's why I need you to watch her.

- That's why I need you to get her out of here.

- Okay, I know.

- ♪

- What?

- Yeah, I'll try, but...

- But what, Sam?

- I don't wanna make things worse.

- Man, out of all the women you could've slept with.

- Hey, hey, stop it, just stop it.

- I'm just saying.

- Please, keep an eye on her.

- Alright, alright.

Look, I'll go see if I can find her right now.

- Okay, thank you.

- But you get her out of here.

- Yeah, okay.

- ♪

- Hunter, you were downstairs with that whore.

I can smell her cheap-ass perfume.

- ♪

- It's actually not cheap, ma'am.

- ♪

- What the hell are you doing in here?

- I'm not gonna be another bitch.

- Who the -- do you think you are?

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

- The way you talk to her. - What about it?

- There is no way you should have a job.

- Richard, she can't fire me.

- Lilly, I'm not leaving you here alone.

- Yeah, well, I hope not.

- He'll be on his way back soon. - How you know that?

- Something's wrong, Martin call you yet?

- Not yet.

- We have to get rid of these phones.

- Is there something you wanna say to me?

- She told me everything. - I didn't know.

- No, you did, sir.

- Did you really hit me? - Yes, Jason.

- You're gonna regret it, Allan.

- ♪

- ♪

- ♪

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