[Jean screams] Kyle: Hey, hey, hey!
Narrator: Previously on "The Oval"...
Kyle: This didn't happen. Jean: Yes.
Kyle: Do you understand? Jean: Yes!
Barry: Picky told me that Kareem is a drug dealer.
He also said that Sharon is dealing with him.
Sharon: No one has ever made love to me like you.
Hunter: If you do not-- Victoria: There is someone here
leaking everything to my parents.
Max: You're a snake.
You helped them sneak her out of here.
Victoria: What's it like being married to a gay man?
Richard: I've never seen you this worked up.
Barry: I've never had my daughter taken.
Richard: There's something else going on with you.
Barry! [Glass shatters]
[Horn honks]
Barry: You...
You bitch!
Sharon: What the hell is wrong with you?
Stop, Barry! Stop! Stop!
Stop it!
Richard: Barry! [Kareem grunting]
Sharon: Stop! I said stop!
Stop!
Kareem: Who do you think you--
Sharon: No! No, no!
[Gunshot] [Screams]
[Gunshots]
Stop! What's wrong with you?
Stop! Barry, stop!
Barry: You're doing this to me?
Sharon, you're doing this to me?
Sharon: Sorry!
Barry: After everything I've done for you!
Sharon: I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Kareem: Get out of here, Barry!
Barry: You shut up, Kareem! Sharon: Stop, stop!
Barry: Doing--you're doing this shit to me, Sharon?
You go to hell! Sharon: Your father...
♪ 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 ♪
Sharon: Oh, my God. Mr. Richard!
Oh, my... Barry: Don't you-- don't you touch him!
Sharon: I can help him! Barry: No, Sharon.
I said move! I said move!
Sharon: I said stop it!
You want him to die, don't you?
Oh, my God.
Kareem, call 911!
Call 911.
Barry, call 911!
It's okay. Come on, come on.
Barry!
Oh, my God. Okay.
I'll be right back.
It's okay.
No.
Okay. Okay.
Oh, my God. Okay.
Okay. Get out of the way.
Okay. Okay. It's all right.
It's okay. Come on.
Come on, come on.
It's all right.
[Grunts]
All right.
Okay. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Barry: What did I do?
What did I do?
Kareem: You just ruined your life.
Barry: Shut the ... up.
[Line ringing]
Sharon: Hello, 911? Hello?
911 Operator: 911. What's your emergency?
Sharon: Yes. We're at 42 West Capital Northwest
and we need an ambulance.
We have a gunshot wound to the chest.
His pulse is getting weaker.
911 Operator: Is the perpetrator still there, ma'am?
Ma'am?
Sharon: There's no safety issue here!
911 Operator: The police and ambulance are on their way.
Sharon: It's okay.
[Door opens]
Victoria: Is that where you did it?
Hunter: What are you talking about?
Victoria: Slept with her.
Hunter: Victoria, now is not the time.
Victoria: Oh, no. I think it is.
No prying eyes.
Hunter: Why didn't you let Donald in here?
Victoria: Because I didn't want him in here.
Hunter: Why did your mother come today?
Victoria: I don't know.
Hunter: You had no idea she was coming?
Victoria: No.
Hunter: Huh.
Victoria: What's "huh?"
Hunter: What did she say?
Victoria: A lot.
Hunter: Did she tell you I gave Denise stock tips?
Victoria: Your whore? Yes.
Hunter: So she knew about that?
Victoria: Hunter, I told you that there is
a leak in this place
that's telling my parents everything.
Do you not listen?
Hunter: No, I never listen to you.
Victoria: Keep that up.
See where it lands your stupid ass.
Hunter: How did you know Denise was here?
Victoria: You would be stupid enough to let her drink
from my glass.
Hunter: But how did you know she was coming?
Victoria: Stop, honey.
It's not your shade, dear.
Hunter: But you knew she was here?
Victoria: No.
But I will surely find out how she got in here.
Why there were no cameras, no record of her being here.
Everyone who comes in this place has to sign in and out.
So how did she get here in this bed?
Hunter: You tell me.
Victoria: I don't know.
But I will surely find out.
Hunter: Hmm.
It's all a bit convenient, isn't it?
Victoria: What?
Hunter: You leave the White House,
Denise arrives,
your mom arrives.
It's kind of like...clockwork.
Victoria: Yeah, I guess it is, isn't it?
Hunter: Did you do it?
Victoria: Do what?
Hunter: Cat got your tongue?
Victoria: No.
A penis.
Man: Excuse me, sir? Donald: Yes?
Man: The President would like to see you.
Donald: Okay. Man: He's in the Oval.
Donald: Thank you.
Kyle: I guess this will have to wait.
Donald: I will get with you later.
Kyle: I sure hope so.
Yes, sir.
[Phone rings]
Bobby: Hello? [Lilly cries]
Bobby: Lilly, come to me.
Lilly: I don't wanna come to you.
Bobby: But you called.
[Lilly sniffles] Is everything around me a lie?
Bobby: I'm sorry.
But I think so.
Lilly: And so was everything you said to me?
Bobby: About?
Lilly: All the stuff on the plane
and in the bathroom.
Bobby: When you have a mark,
you use what you think they wanna hear.
[Lilly sighs]
Bobby: I'm sorry.
Lilly: A mark?
Bobby: I'm sorry, but you deserve the truth.
Lilly: And you?
What do you deserve?
Bobby: Another night with you.
Lilly: You know that's--that's never gonna happen.
Bobby: I could hope, right?
Lilly: Why would I ever let you touch me again?
Bobby: It was amazing.
Lilly: I was a mark.
Bobby: One of the most beautiful I've ever had.
Lilly: No, you're lying.
Bobby: I'm not. When I met you,
I had the job at hand in mind.
I saw you, your innocence, all your beauty.
Your pureness.
Lilly: I'm not innocent.
Bobby: No, but you are in this pond.
These people are sharks.
Come to me.
Lilly: No.
Bobby: Then what are you gonna do?
Lilly: I need to know why.
Bobby: From who?
Lilly: From my husband.
Bobby: He not gonna tell you.
Lilly: How do you know?
Bobby: There are a lot of secrets kept in this town.
They have to maintain order.
Lilly: I still need to ask.
Bobby: And then will you come to me?
Lilly: Good-bye.
Donald: You wanted to see me, sir?
Hunter: They did it.
They did it.
Donald: What--what do you mean, sir?
Hunter: Victoria's family.
They did it. They killed Denise.
It was, uh, her mom.
She was here at the same time it happened.
Donald: No, no, no, sir. Her mom was at
a restaurant with-- Hunter: Yeah.
With a lot of witnesses.
Donald: Sir, no.
Hunter: Yeah. No. Listen to me.
They...[sighs]
Look.
Do you know who her father is?
Donald: I know exactly who he is.
Hunter: Yeah. Yeah.
Put me in the mayor's office.
I didn't think I'd win.
Then they put me in the governor's mansion.
Never thought I'd win.
And now he's put me here.
And he's gonna take me down.
They got someone on the inside.
Donald: Sir, it's... Hunter: No, listen to me.
Can I--can I trust you, Donald?
Donald: You know, let me--let me just get you a drink, okay?
Hunter: I asked you a question.
Donald: Of course you can, sir.
Hunter: They're trying to take me down.
Donald: Who's trying to take you down, sir?
Hunter: Victoria.
Her parents.
It all makes sense.
I mean, look, it doesn't make
any sense otherwise.
I mean, how do you explain it?
Donald: Wait--wait--wait just a second, sir.
I mean, just--to kill someone
in your bed, sir?
Hunter: Yeah, I mean, how else
do you explain that, Donald?
Donald: Well, sir, you took an illegal drug.
Hunter: You think I did it?
Donald: No, sir, I'm... I'm just stating the facts.
Hunter: You're stating the facts?
Donald: Yes, sir.
Hunter: Are you with them, Donald?
Donald: No, sir.
Hunter: Are you part of this?
Donald: Sir, you can trust me. Hear me, okay?
Hunter: Are you wearing a wire?
Donald: Sir, no.
I am not wearing a wire.
Do you see a wire, sir?
Okay? Trust me.
Hunter: They're trying to take me down.
[Sighs] It's--it's--it has to be--
Victoria must've told them something.
That I hit her or that I gave Denise those stock tips,
or something with the ... cabinet members.
Donald: Look, listen, sir.
The situation's been taken care of.
You have nothing to worry about.
No one will know.
Hunter: Yeah.
It's all been taken care of.
And who took care of it?
Donald: Kyle did, sir.
Hunter: Kyle did? Donald: No, sir. No.
Hunter: Now tell me... Donald: No, no, sir.
Hunter: It could be him. Donald: You know what, sir?
Hunter: He could've gone into the room while I was
in the bathroom and done it and got it.
Who else would've gone with the cameras?
Who knows where are all the ... cameras...
Donald: Hear me, okay? Hear me out,
hear me out, sir, okay?
Just calm down and hear me out, okay?
I can get the White House doctor to prescribe you something
just to get you to relax, okay?
Hunter: I don't want anything.
The doctor's probably working with them.
Donald: Sir...
[Hunter sighs]
Donald: You know what, sir? Why don't you just
sit down and calm down, okay?
Hunter: I'm not paranoid. You're treating me like I'm paranoid.
Donald: No, no, no, no. Sir, I'm not saying that, okay?
Why don't you just have a seat and calm down?
[Hunter sighs] Donald: There you go.
All right.
And I'm right here. Hmm?
Hunter: How did I get here, Donald?
Donald: Sir. Hunter: How did I get here?
Donald: You're okay. [Hunter sighs]
Donald: I'm right here with you, okay?
Hunter: I'm far from okay, my friend.
Donald: You will be.
Hunter: They're gonna take me down, huh?
Donald: No one's gonna take you down, sir.
Not while we're here, okay?
Priscilla: When were your last days off in a row?
Jean: I'm not sure. [Clears throat]
Priscilla: Well, that's strange,
because you always know because
you always complain to me.
Jean: Well, I don't remember.
Priscilla: Okay. But did you get your car back?
Jean: They said tomorrow. Priscilla: Oh, good.
So then I don't have to pick you up.
Are you okay?
Jean: Yeah.
Priscilla: What's wrong?
Jean: Nothing.
Priscilla: All right. Tell me, what did he do?
Jean: Who? Priscilla: Your boyfriend.
Jean: Nothing.
Priscilla: Are you sure?
Because you always act like this
when he hurts your feelings, Jean.
What's going on? Jean: Nothing.
Priscilla: Are you pregnant? Jean: No.
Priscilla: Why do you look like you're gonna throw up?
Jean: I'm fine.
Priscilla: Listen, listen.
Jean, you know you're like
a little sister to me, okay?
Jean: I know. Priscilla: And we talk.
Jean: Priscilla, I know.
Priscilla: Is it the son?
Jean: No.
Priscilla: Then what is it?
Jean: Nothing. I'm fine.
Priscilla: Okay. All right.
Well, I have a lot to do today, so
can we just talk about this later?
Jean: Uh-hmm.
Kyle: Is everything okay?
Jean: Yes. Priscilla: Yes.
Yes, she's fine.
She just got a little overwhelmed.
Kyle: Are you sure?
Priscilla: Kyle, I've got this.
Kyle: Okay.
I'm sorry.
Priscilla: Thank you.
Okay.
All right. Come on.
Melissa? Come on.
You guys come in and finish up.
Now, we will talk about this later, okay?
Jean: Okay.
Priscilla: You'll tell me eventually.
Hey. Sam: Hey. You're leaving?
Priscilla: Yeah, they don't need me here.
Sam: Okay.
Priscilla: I wish you were coming home.
Sam: Oh. I will soon.
Priscilla: I hope so. Sam: Uh-hmm.
You all right?
Priscilla: Yeah.
I need you to keep an eye on Jean for me.
Sam: What's going on with her?
Priscilla: I don't know.
We came in this morning.
She was in a really good mood.
But now, something's going on.
Sam: Like what?
Priscilla: I'm not sure.
But I think I'm gonna talk to her supervisor
and see if she can give her a few days off.
Sam: Yeah, okay. Okay.
Maybe that will help.
Priscilla: Yeah.
So...
Sam: What?
Priscilla: Are you gonna talk to me about
Richard and Barry?
What happened?
Sam: Uh, we shouldn't talk here.
Priscilla: Okay.
But I know that look on your face.
[Sam chuckles] What look is that?
Priscilla: That is concern.
Sam: Baby, it's fine.
Priscilla: Okay.
I guess I'll have to wait for you to tell me, too.
Sam: Call this cleaning service.
Tell Benji I need a favor. Have him go over to
Richard's house right away.
Priscilla: This is hazmat.
Sam: I know.
Priscilla: Okay.
What's going on over there?
Sam: Babe, just, uh...
just go and talk to Nancy.
Priscilla: Baby, you're starting to scare me.
Sam: Hey. Baby, it's fine.
Just go and talk to her.
She'll fill you in.
Man: Sir? Sam: Yes?
Man: The first lady would like to see you.
Sam: Okay.
Man: She's in the west corridor--
Sam: I see her. Thank you.
Priscilla: Well, that can't be good.
Sam: It'll be what it is.
Priscilla: Okay. I'll see you later.
Sam: Yeah. Priscilla: Bye.
Sam: I love you. Priscilla: I love you, too.
[Sam sighs]
Kyle: Hi.
Jean: Hi.
[Kyle sniffles] You okay?
Jean: Yes.
Kyle: Are you sure?
Jean: Yes.
Kyle: I know this was hard for you.
Jean: Yes.
Kyle: But you can--can handle this.
Jean: I'm not so sure.
Kyle: That wasn't a question.
[Jean clears throat] I'm fine.
Kyle: You know what will happen if this gets out?
Jean: No. No.
Kyle: Well, if you speak to anybody, it will be
a violation of national security.
Jean: I didn't-- I didn't say anything.
Kyle: Especially to anyone in this White House.
Jean: No one.
Kyle: Not even Priscilla.
Your best buddy.
Jean: No.
No, sir.
Kyle: Because you know that-- you know I'll find out.
Sam tells me everything.
He is aware of what happened
and if he suspects that you
might be a risk to talk,
he's gonna have to have you dealt with.
Jean: I understand.
Kyle: I don't think you do.
Dealt with can be, uh, you know,
can be a really terrible thing.
Jean: I--I won't say anything to anybody.
You have my word.
Kyle: Okay. Thank you.
Jean: You're welcome.
[Kyle clears throat] How's your boyfriend?
Jean: He's fine.
Kyle: Okay.
Jean: Why are you asking about him?
Kyle: I was just asking.
You have a great rest of your day, okay?
Jean: Okay.
[Door opens]
[Sighs] [Door closes]
Jody: Yeah. You know how it is. It's too much.
Nancy: I know, but I just... Priscilla: Hey, ladies.
Jody: Oh. Hi. Priscilla: How y'all doing?
[Jody laughs] Okay. How are you doing?
Nancy: This is my neighbor.
Priscilla: Yeah, we've met before.
Jody: That's right.
Priscilla: Good to see you.
Jody: Yeah. Uh-hmm.
Priscilla: So how you doing, Nancy?
Jody: She's not doing good.
Who are those people?
Priscilla: Miss? Miss...
Jody: Jody. Priscilla: Miss Jody,
yes, Miss Jody. Jody: Uh-hmm.
Priscilla: Do you mind if I talk to Nancy alone?
Jody: Oh, sure.
I'll be right next door if you need me.
Nancy: You will. All right.
Jody: Tell your husband I said hi.
[Chuckles] Priscilla: Will do.
Jody: Uh-huh.
Priscilla: You guys go ahead.
Go ahead. Thank you.
All right. Nancy: Yeah.
Priscilla: She never remembers me, but loves Sam.
[Nancy chuckles] [Priscilla scoffs]
Nancy: Well, who are they?
Priscilla: Oh, I brought these people.
Sam sent them.
Nancy: Oh. Okay. Thank you.
Priscilla: Yeah. So what's going on?
Nancy: It's in the living room.
Priscilla: What's the problem?
Nancy: You all can clean it and throw away
anything that can't be cleaned.
Priscilla: Okay.
But what's going on?
Nancy: A girl killed herself in there.
Priscilla: Who?
Nancy: I don't know her. She's part of that
cult with Ruth.
Priscilla: What?
Nancy: Had a gun.
Priscilla: Lord have mercy. God.
Nancy: I just--I just don't know what's going
on, Priscilla.
Priscilla: What do you mean?
Nancy: I mean, the baby being just stolen out of my hands
and Barry having that knife.
Priscilla: A knife?
Nancy: Yes. They think it's
the knife that killed Ruth.
Priscilla: Oh, girl, hush. Stop.
Nancy: I'm telling you.
Priscilla: Okay.
What did Sam say?
Nancy: Well, he got us out.
Priscilla: Us? Okay.
Nancy, tell me the whole story.
What's going on?
Nancy: The police thought we had something to do
with the girl shooting herself,
so they took us down for questioning.
Priscilla: Okay. Nancy: Barry, you know,
he shot the man by accident,
the one that died in the house.
Priscilla: Oh, my God.
Nancy: I--I just don't know what's going
on with him, you know?
He's so angry.
I just don't know.
Priscilla: Oh, God.
I'm so sorry.
Nancy: I know. Thank you.
Priscilla: But you know I'm here for you.
Nancy: I know.
Priscilla: And we will get to the bottom of this.
You know how Sam is, he's like a dog with a bone
when he's onto something.
We'll figure it out.
Nancy: I just hope when he gets to the bottom of it,
my son isn't there.
Priscilla: He won't be.
That's a good boy.
You raised him well.
Nancy: I used to think so.
Priscilla: You did.
You did, Nancy.
Don't do that.
It's okay. This will be okay.
We will figure this out.
All right?
Nancy: All right.
Priscilla: Don't go there. Jody: Nancy!
Nancy: What? Jody: Nancy?
Nancy: Huh?
Jody: Baby, I just saw on the news,
a truck just went through the window at the pharmacy
where your son's girlfriend works.
Looks like Richard's truck.
Priscilla: What? Nancy: What?
Jody: Yes! Looks just like it.
Nancy: Richard's truck? Jody: Uh-hmm.
Nancy: Let me see.
Priscilla: Call him.
Richard: You reached Richard.
Sorry I missed your call.
Leave a message.
[Nancy sighs]
Oh, God. He's not answering.
Priscilla: Call Barry. Nancy: Okay.
Priscilla: Call Barry.
Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.
Jody: Uh-hmm. Uh-hmm.
Nancy: Come on, Barry. Answer, answer the phone.
Barry: This is Barry. Leave a message.
[Nancy sighs] Barry's not answering either.
Priscilla: Okay. Well, come on.
It's not too far from here.
We could just go. Nancy: Lord, I can't
take nothing else!
Priscilla: Come--okay. Come on, come on.
Nancy: I gotta get my purse.
Priscilla: That's okay. Calm down
until we know what it is.
Sam: You wanted to see me, ma'am?
Victoria: Close the doors.
Come.
Sam: How can I help you?
Victoria: Are you faithful to your wife?
Sam: Uh, yes, ma'am.
I am.
Victoria: Hmm.
Have you always been?
Sam: Yes, ma'am.
Victoria: Are you sure?
Sam: Yes, ma'am.
Victoria: Have you ever thought about cheating?
Sam: No, ma'am.
Victoria: Are you sure?
Sam: No, ma'am.
I'm sure.
Victoria: Hmm.
Come on.
Sam: No, ma'am.
I haven't.
Victoria: Uh-hmm.
You love her?
Sam: Very much.
Victoria: Hmm.
What if a woman threw herself at you?
Sam: Oh, I would have to let her know
that I only have eyes for my wife.
Victoria: Oh.
That's very commendable.
Sam: Thank you, ma'am.
Is there something I can do for you, ma'am?
Victoria: She's nice.
Your wife.
Sam: Thank you, ma'am.
Victoria: Uh-hmm.
I see why you love her.
Sam: Yeah, she is special.
Victoria: Hmm.
Do you think I'm special?
Sam: Of course, ma'am.
The American people think you're very special.
Victoria: Not everyone does.
Sam: Well, the majority, ma'am.
Victoria: Well, all right.
But I just need one to think I'm special right now.
[Chuckles]
I'm not talking about you.
I'm talking about my husband.
Sam: I'm sure he does think you're special, ma'am.
Victoria: Oh, come on.
Not even you believe that.
Sam: I'm sorry, ma'am.
Victoria: There.
There's some honesty.
You keep that up.
Sam: I will, ma'am.
Victoria: Well, let's test that.
Sam: Ma'am?
Victoria: There was a girl who was here today.
In my bed.
I could still smell the stench of
cheap perfume and disposable douche.
How did she get in here?
Sam: Ma'am, there are
protocols and procedures that we follow.
Victoria: Okay.
So I see I'm not going to get anything out of you.
Nothing at all.
But I'll tell you.
Someone's gonna break.
And that is going to be a very lucky man.
[Sam sighs]
Kyle: Hello, sweetheart.
Max: Go to hell.
Kyle: Yes, sir, I will.
Is your lunch good?
It looks good.
Did your wife make that?
Hey, is she still working at the bank on Third?
Is she still, uh, is she still going to
the gym on Market?
Well, what? What?
You don't wanna talk about her?
Ah. Oh, yeah.
The food's not good.
Well, that makes sense, you know.
She--she needs to shop at a better market
than the one on Wilson.
You know, what--what in the--
what the hell is this, anyways?
Ah. Captain.
Sam: So this is what you wanna do?
Kyle: What's that, sir?
Sam: Get this guy to kill you?
[Kyle chuckles] Ah.
He doesn't have the balls.
Sam: We all have the balls.
Kyle: Yeah. Well, his are, uh,
a little snipped, you know, wife and all.
Sam: Do not talk to him about his wife again.
Kyle: Yes, sir. Sam: And do not give him
intel on his wife. You understand?
Kyle: Yes, sir.
Sam: Are you following her?
Kyle: No. All that intel is in his file.
Sam: Why are you looking at his file?
Kyle: Just having a little bit of fun.
Sam: The kind of fun that will get you fired.
Kyle: Well, I'm sorry, sir.
Sam: I told you to be careful already.
I'm not gonna tell you again.
[Kyle sighs]
Yes, sir.
Sam: The Chief of Staff called for you.
He wants to see you in his office.
Kyle: Yes, sir.
Max: Jean?
Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
Jean: It's okay.
Max: Are you good?
Jean: Yeah.
What are you doing in here?
Max: Doing my rounds.
Jean: Sir, I've never seen you in the residence kitchen.
Max: It's part of it.
Jean: Okay.
Max: Hey.
Are you good?
Jean: Yes.
Max: Then why are you so nervous?
Jean: I'm--I'm not nervous.
Max: You sure look that way to me.
Jean: I'm fine, I just-- Max: What's in your hand?
Jean: Sir, please.
Max: Let me see your hand.
Jean: Come on, this is--this is
my personal property.
Max: Let me see it.
What is this?
Jean: It's my father's medal.
Max: He's in the service?
Jean: He was killed in duty.
Max: I'm sorry.
What were you doing?
Jean: I was praying.
I hold it when I pray.
Max: Jean, you're acting really strange.
Jean: This is how I always act.
Max: Is it? Jean: Yes.
You just started here. You--you don't know me.
So this is--this is me.
Max: Okay.
Jean: So can I go now?
Max: Sure.
[Jean sighs] Max: Hey.
I saw you talking to Kyle.
Jean: Okay.
Is that wrong, too?
Max: Well, you met him at the elevator.
What happened?
Jean: Nothing.
Max: What was in the laundry bin?
Jean: I don't know. Laundry?
If you don't mind, I really need to go.
Max: Okay.
Jean: Okay.
[Sharon crying] Police officer: Hands up!
Hands up! Sharon: We need an ambulance.
Police officer: Hands up, you!
Sharon: Where is the ambulance?
Police officer: What happened here?
Sharon: There is no danger here!
Where is the ambulance?
He's dying!
Police officer: Medic two is clear.
You can come in.
Sharon: Where are they?
Police officer: They're coming.
Move back. Let the medics through.
Move back.
Sir, move back.
Sir?
Move back!
Go!
Keep going.
Move back, sir.
What's your name?
Kareem: His name is Bartholomew Hallsen.
It's got two "L"s in it.
Police officer: You got I.D.?
You can't talk?
[Barry sniffling] My dad, man.
Police officer: What happened to him?
Kareem: I mean, this man drove a truck through my store,
if you can see it, when you came in.
He assaulted me. He has a warrant out
for his arrest, and I have
a restraining order against him.
And we struggled over my gun, it's registered,
and he shot him.
Police officer: Is that what happened?
Kareem: Yes, it's what happened.
Police officer: I asked her.
Kareem: Sharon, answer him.
Sharon: Yes.
Police officer: Speak louder, please.
Sharon: Yes.
Police officer 2: He's got a warrant for his arrest.
Police officer 1: Take him in.
Barry: Is my--is my daddy gonna be all right?
Hey! Is he gonna be okay?
Is he gonna be okay?
Come on, man.
Hey, is he gonna make it?
Is he--is he gonna be okay?
That's my father. Is he gonna be--are you deaf?
Is he gonna make it?
Dad! Dad!
Sam: Max?
Max: Yes, sir?
Sam: You okay?
Max: Yes, sir.
Sam: I spoke to him.
Max: Thank you, sir, but I can handle it.
Sam: Uh, well, that's not a good idea.
Max: If I may ask, why, sir?
Sam: This, uh, won't end well if you stay on this path.
Max: I understand that.
Sam: Okay.
I need all the video footage
from this afternoon's blackout.
Max: There was no video, sir.
Sam: Well, all the surveillance recorded up to
and around, before and after.
Max: Yes, sir. Sam: Okay.
[Knocking on door]
Donald: Come in.
Kyle: You wanted to see me, sir?
Donald: Yes.
Kyle: I was wondering what was taking you so long.
Donald: Well, I was with the President.
Kyle: Hmm. How's he holding up?
Donald: You tell me.
Kyle: I don't know what you mean.
Donald: Cut the shit, Kyle.
What the hell is going on, huh?
Kyle: I took care of it.
Donald: What did you do?
Kyle: Local kid will be charged for it.
Donald: What happened?
[Kyle clears throat]
He flipped.
Donald: What?
Kyle: When I went in to let him know that
she had to leave, he was
unconscious on the floor.
Donald: He was unconscious on the floor?
Kyle: Out of it.
Donald: How could you let this happen?
Hmm?
Kyle: I was just fulfilling his wishes.
Donald: No, that's not what you were doing.
Kyle: I don't know what you mean, sir.
Donald: You were trying to secure your position
by being his lead guy.
Kyle: Sir... Donald: Cut the shit, Kyle.
See, I know you.
Kyle: I just wanna do a good job and please
the President of the United States.
Isn't that what we're all here for?
Donald: Are you in love with him?
[Kyle scoffs] Donald: Hmm?
Kyle: Would that make you jealous?
[Donald chuckles] No.
Kyle: Then no.
All right? I'm not.
[Sighs]
Donald: I wish I could fire you.
Kyle: Why, huh? [Sniffles]
You don't like having me around?
Donald: Kyle...
Kyle: Come on. Just [sniffles]
make love to me once.
Donald: Did you tell my wife? Kyle: No.
I would never do that.
Donald: Then why does she have pictures of us?
Kyle: They are all over the internet.
Donald: Having sex?
Kyle: What? Donald: Yeah, yeah.
She showed them to me.
It was your house.
Kyle: Don...
Donald: Do you have pictures of us?
[Kyle sighs]
Yes, yeah, and--and video.
Donald: Why do you have them, Kyle?
Kyle: Don, I would never do
anything to harm you.
Donald: Then why do you have them?
Hmm? Kyle: Well, when we
first started hooking up,
I didn't trust it.
Or you.
So I--I would record you, but then I fell--then I fell
in love with you and I never recorded you again.
Donald: No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Because that still doesn't explain why you have them.
[Kyle sighs]
Well...
Donald: Well?
Get rid of them.
Kyle: No.
Donald: Are you trying to blackmail me, Kyle?
Kyle: I'm trying to make you love me again.
Donald: By blackmailing me?
Kyle: No.
[Sniffles] You wanna know what I really do?
I watch them over and over again so that I can remember
what you feel like.
Donald: Yeah? Kyle: How strong you are,
how your skin is smooth,
the way that you make me feel all over.
Donald: Do you remember how that rookie made you feel?
Kyle: No, I--okay, I regret that every day, Don.
Donald: Really? Because I don't.
Kyle: I'm sorry that I hurt you.
And I'm sorry that I drove you right to her.
Donald: You didn't drive me to her.
Kyle: No, I think I did.
And I'd love to drive her away.
Donald: So you do this?
Kyle: No.
I don't know how she got them.
Donald: Get out of here.
Now.
Kyle: I love you.
Donald: No.
No, no, no. Kyle: Please.
Donald: I'm not doing this with you.
You understand? I'm not doing it.
Kyle: Okay.
Okay, fine.
[Donald stammers]
Kyle: Please, I love you, please.
Please, just forgive me.
Make love to me one more time, please.
[Knocking on door]
Donald: Yes? Man: It's locked, sir.
Donald: Um...unlock the door.
Man: Here you go. Donald: I didn't ask for that.
Man: Oh, no, sir. These are for your wife.
Donald: My wife? Man: Yes.
She was just in here
waiting to see you, sir.
Donald: Did she leave?
Lilly: No.
Narrator: Next on "The Oval"... Donald: No, no, Lilly! Don't--
Kyle: Sir. Lilly: You are a sick-ass son of a bitch!
Hunter: Did you do something to her?
Victoria: I threatened her within an inch of her life.
Kyle: I would never do anything to harm--
Donald: No, stop. There is no way
she could've gotten those photos.
Lilly: Leave. Sam: Him and Kareem.
They were fighting over the gun.
That's how Richard got shot.
Nancy: Don't tell me nothing else!
Sharon: You think I wanted him to go to jail?
Kareem: No, that's not what I'm saying.
Sharon: I love him!
Victoria: If this comes back, I will
turn you over to my father.
Hunter: They're coming for me, Donald.
Donald: You'll be fine, sir.
Hunter: I wouldn't be so sure.