[Lilly screams] - Previously on "The Oval"...
Donald: If I let you go and you go to the police,
they will kill you.
Nancy: He drove that car through the window
with his dad in the front seat?
I think he's just lost his mind or something!
Lilly: I'm at the police station.
Bobby: Don't tell 'em. Lilly: But I'm so confused!
Donald: She will come back. Hunter: No, she won't, Don.
Donald: She will come back tonight.
Kareem: I saw the look in his eye.
He would have killed me and then he would've killed you.
Stay away from him. He's crazy.
Hunter: Are you spying on me, Jason?
Jason: I'm not.
Hunter: This will never touch me.
Donald: It's been taken care of. You don't need to worry.
Hunter: How the hell am I supposed to not worry?
Victoria: Hunter?
Is this blood?
Answer me!
Hunter: No, uh, no.
Uh, no, it's red wine. I spilled red wine.
Victoria: You think I'm stupid?
This is blood.
What the hell is going on?
Hunter: What?
Victoria: Tell me.
Hunter: Just--just stop it, all right?
Just--just stop it.
Go to bed.
Stop it.
Victoria: You tell me.
Hunter: Stop it, Victoria. Stop it.
Victoria: No, tell me! Tell me!
Hunter: No, no, no. Victoria: Get--get up!
Hunter: Stop it. Victoria, stop it!
Victoria: Get up! Hunter: God!
Just-- Victoria: Get up!
Hunter: Stop it. Victoria: Uhh!
What the hell is going on?
What is going on?
♪ 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 ♪
Hunter: It's mine. It's my blood.
I wanted out. I slit my wrists and just...
Victoria: You're a lying asshole.
Hunter: No, I wanted out.
Victoria: You think I'm stupid?
Your wrists are fine.
If you're gonna tell me a stupid story,
you better have a better answer than that.
Hunter: I thought you did it.
Victoria: Did what?
Wait. Is this why you were asking me
all those stupid-ass questions?
Is this her blood?
Hunter: I don't know.
Victoria: You tell me now before I pick up this phone
and call my father.
Hunter: Yeah, OK, she was here.
Victoria: Yes, I know that.
Hunter: And...I don't know.
I think I killed her.
Victoria: You think? Hunter: I don't remember.
Victoria: Drugs? Hunter: Yeah.
Victoria: You ... idiot!
Tell me!
Hunter: She was here. We were in bed.
I went to the bathroom.
I don't know. Felt a little lightheaded.
I came back out, and...
she was dead.
Victoria: How?
Hunter: Her head was cut off.
Victoria: How would you do that?
Hunter: The sword over the fireplace, maybe?
I don't know. I remember showing it to her, but...
Victoria: Where is it?
Hunter: I don't know.
Victoria: So you don't remember anything?
Hunter: Nothing.
Victoria: So how did she get up here?
Hunter: Kyle.
[Victoria scoffs] So he knows?
Hunter: He got rid of the body.
Victoria: Does Donald know?
Hunter: Yeah. Victoria: I have never met
anyone as stupid as you are.
Hunter: You're not helping. Victoria: No. I'm not.
Hunter: They say they have it contained.
Victoria: And because you believe that,
I reaffirm my last statement.
Hunter: So where-- where you going?
Victoria: To bed. Hunter: Well, what about this?
What about--what about--
Victoria: What--what about-- what about what?
Hunter: What about-- what about me?
What about--like--
Victoria: I've been covering your ass for years.
Maybe it's time you do it for yourself.
Hunter: I thought we were in this together.
Victoria: Is that what you thought?
Hunter: Yeah, actually, it is!
Victoria: That was before you murdered somebody.
Hunter: Look, I told you, I don't remember.
I don't remember any of it.
Victoria: Don't you forget, there's a leak
in this building.
Hunter: Donald and Kyle said they had that handled, too.
Victoria: And you have just become their slave.
I'm going to the Lincoln Bedroom.
Kyle: Oh, yeah. This all you got? Hmm?
[Donald groaning]
Kyle: Eh, Donnie.
[Donald grunting]
Kyle: Ohh. Uhh!
Mm-hmm. Yes, Don.
Pull my hair. Pull it harder!
Pull it. Yeah, yeah.
[Cell phone buzzes]
Uh-uh. Don't stop. No.
[Cell phone buzzing]
It's him.
Hunter: Kyle?
Kyle: Sir?
Hunter: I need to see you.
Kyle: Now, sir?
Hunter: Yes, now.
Kyle: Uhh. Yes, sir.
Um...I'll be right there.
Hunter: How long?
Kyle: I can be in the Oval
in 30, sir.
Hunter: Hurry.
Kyle: Yes, sir.
Why are you stopping? Donald: What was that about?
Kyle: I don't know, but I'm sure
you will in the morning. Come here.
Donald: No. What was that about?
Kyle: Hey, he can wait. Come here.
Donald: No, no, no, no, no. You should go.
Kyle: I don't want to go... Donald: No, no, no...
Kyle: I don't want to.
Donald: Are you--are you sure she's not on her way here?
Kyle: Oh, shit. Donald: Oh!
Kyle: Shit. My radio was off.
Donald: Get out, Kyle. Kyle: I...
Donald: Just get out. Kyle: I didn't do it on purpose.
Donald: Just go. Kyle: I promise. OK.
I didn't do it on purpose. I promise you.
Donald: Just go.
Kyle: OK.
Donald: No, just-just-just go.
Go. Go!
Kyle: OK. Fine. I'm sorry.
Donald: Call me when you talk to him.
Kyle: Yes, sir.
I love you. Donald: Yeah, I love you, too.
Kyle: Mm. So we're back to
that now, are we? Donald: Just-just-just go.
[Kyle whistling]
Oh. Hello.
[Thud]
How long you been there?
[Snickers]
Aww, are you--are you crying?
Ugh. It's disgusting.
[Sighs] It doesn't matter.
I do, however, want to tell you that--
[sniffles]--you made a smart choice,
coming back here.
I know that must have been pretty difficult.
Lilly: And how would you know?
Kyle: Believe it or not... I can understand.
Lilly: You...are a sociopath.
Kyle: Yeah, well, I've been called worse.
Lilly: You don't know pain.
Kyle: Well, that up there...whoo!
[Chuckles] Ow. Yeah, that was good pain.
Lilly: I regret the day I met him.
Kyle: Well, you'll have plenty of time
to get over that, won't you?
Lilly: Get out. [Thud]
Kyle: Sure. No problem.
Um, but I do
want to make one thing clear.
I hate you, bitch.
And he? He will always love me.
Donald: Kyle, who are you talking to?
Lilly: I want him out of here.
Kyle: Hmm. I'm leaving.
Lilly: And never come back.
Donald: Kyle, just-just leave.
Kyle: I can't promise you that.
Donald: Kyle.
Lilly: I sat here trying not to be judgmental
while I was listening to you and...
him together...
in the bed that we chose.
I was trying to be... open-minded about you.
Just...remove the chaos for a minute...
and see you as a human
who, for...whatever reason,
can't be who he really is.
I was trying to have compassion for you,
but the more I heard you... moaning and...
calling out his name...
[sniffles] and him...panting...
the more disgusted I was.
And all I could muster for you is contempt.
You have ruined my life.
[Sniffles] Donald: Lilly, I promise
this won't be as bad as you think.
Lilly: I...will be in the guest room...
and you are not to come in there for any reason.
Donald: OK.
Lilly: And I am not
ready to talk to you.
Donald: OK. Lilly: And do not talk to me!
[Drill whirs]
Kareem: Damn. Sharon: What?
Kareem: I still can't leave it like this.
It's not--it's not-- it's not closed enough.
Sharon: It's fine. Come on.
Kareem: No, it's not-- it's not fine, Sharon.
Look. These boys lurking, all right?
They're gonna go in there and they're gonna steal
everything off of the shelf.
They just waiting for us to leave.
Sharon: Kareem, it is almost 4:00 in the morning. I'm tired.
Kareem: That's prime robbery hour.
Sharon, I'm not leaving. I gotta stay.
All right? What am I supposed to do?
Sharon: OK.
Kareem: What? Sharon: Let's stay.
Kareem: No, you're going home.
Sharon: No, this is all my fault. Let's stay.
Kareem: It's not your fault. It's not your fault.
You keep saying that. Sharon: Yes, it is.
It really is, OK? So...
Kareem: All right, no, look, take my keys, all right?
Take my car and go home. Sharon: No. No.
Kareem: Sharon, I'm not arguing with you about this
while these boys standing here.
All right? Take my car and go home.
Sleep. Come--you can relieve me
when the glass company comes.
Sharon: No. You go home. I'll stay.
Come on, it's fine. Just go ahead.
Kareem: I'm not--no. I'm not making this-- no, this is not a thing. Go.
Sharon: Where am I gonna go? I don't have a home to go to.
I can't call my sister this late, so just go ahead...
Kareem: My apartment key is on the ring, all right?
Just--just drive my car. You giving me a headache.
Sharon: How about we both stay?
Kareem: How?
Sharon: I can make a mean pallet.
We'll sleep on the floor.
Kareem: With what? Boxes? Sharon: Mm...yeah.
And we can use paper towels as our pillow
and we can open a blanket. Slumber party.
Kareem: All right, but that blanket's coming
out of your paycheck.
Sharon: Come on. Come on.
Kareem: You're sure? Sharon: Yes. Come on.
Kareem: Yeah, luck ran out. I see y'all.
[Drill whirs twice] All right?
Y'all come in here, you're getting shot!
Sharon: Come on.
[Knock on door]
Kyle: You wanted to see me, sir?
Hunter: Yeah. She knows.
Kyle: Who's that, sir? Hunter: My wife.
She knows.
Kyle: Knows what, sir? Hunter: Oh,
drop the whole schtick. [Sigh]
Kyle: How much did you tell her?
Hunter: Oh, you know. Denise is dead.
Everyone thinks I murdered her.
Kyle: OK. Hunter: OK?
Kyle: Well, is she upset? Hunter: Yeah.
Yeah, you could say she's, um, she's pretty upset.
Kyle: What I mean by that is,
is she threatening anything?
Hunter: Oh, like, she's gonna tell her father
and have him murder me?
No. No, not yet, but, uh, you know, there's time.
Kyle: OK, then, what's your concern?
Hunter: Am I the only one concerned about this?
Kyle: Yes, sir.
Hunter: How is that so?
Kyle: Sir, this is a nonissue.
There is no reason for you to bring it up.
Hunter: Really? Kyle: Really.
Hunter: You don't know my wife.
Kyle: Well, sir, I...
I know enough about your situation
to know that she's not a problem.
[Hunter scoffs] Kyle: If I may be so bold...
Hunter: Oh. Please.
Kyle: You're the president, sir.
Hunter: Yeah. Yeah. Apparently.
Kyle: What I mean by that is, uh,
this--this thing that never happened, it's contained.
Hunter: Is it? Kyle: Yes, sir.
Hunter: No. [Chuckles] Whoo.
You said you had this contained!
It is the opposite of contained!
You said you had this handled! It is so not handled!
Kyle: I--I did have it contained.
Hunter: What are you talking about?
You left the bloody mattress on the bed!
That's how Victoria found out!
Kyle: I'm sorry, sir. Hunter: You're sorry?
Kyle, can I trust you?
Kyle: Yes, sir, you can trust me.
Hunter: Then what in the hell were you thinking?
Kyle: The cameras were back on, sir.
Your family was returning with the staff.
There was no way that I could get that mattress
removed until today.
[Hunter sighs] Kyle: Sir, I was
going to tell them that you wanted a new mattress,
but that one had to dry first
so that it could be slipped back into
the mattress cover and removed properly.
How did she find out?
Hunter: She dropped an earring.
Kyle: I'm sorry, sir.
Hunter: Kyle, do you have my back?
Kyle: Yes, sir. I have your entire back.
Hunter: Tighten your shit up.
[Sigh]
Kyle: Sir, you're getting really worked up.
Perhaps the doctor can come and...
Hunter: I-I don't want anything.
Kyle: Perhaps something to help you sleep, sir.
Hunter: I said I don't want anything.
Kyle: Yes, sir.
Well, let me walk you to the residence, sir.
Hunter: Oh. Uh...
to the residence where you, um...
left the bloody mattress?
You want me to sleep in that?
Kyle: Maybe the queen's room, sir.
Hunter: Kyle...this is bronze.
It's gonna hurt.
Kyle: Yes, sir.
I just want you to be comfortable.
Hunter: And I want you to get the ... out.
Kyle: Yes, sir.
I'll--I'll have this cleaned up and replaced, sir.
Hunter: You're still here.
Kyle: Rest well, sir.
Hunter: And you're still here.
[Thud]
Sam: Hey. Nancy: Hey.
Sam: How's he doing?
Nancy: He's out of it.
Sam: Yeah, I'm sure.
It's a major surgery.
Nancy: Yeah. Doctor says
it's all gonna be all right.
Sam: That's good.
Nancy: Did you see him?
Sam: Yeah.
Nancy: What did he say?
Sam: He's all right.
Nancy: Did he tell you why he would do such a thing?
Sam: Yeah, I think he's...
rethinking a lot of his bad choices right now.
Nancy: I don't know what's going on with that boy.
His daddy's gonna be so upset.
[Sam chuckles] Well, I'll take him being upset
rather than laying there like this.
Nancy: I know that's right.
Sam: Where's my baby? Nancy: She went to get coffee.
Sam: OK. Ah, there she is.
Didn't bring me any.
Priscilla: No.
Nancy: What time is it?
Sam: Ah.
Priscilla: Ah. 4:30.
Nancy: Look, you've got to be tired.
Look, y'all go on home.
Priscilla: Oh, I'm good.
Nancy: You gotta be at work in a few hours.
Priscilla: We're fine.
Nancy: Sam, take her home.
Priscilla: Are you sure?
Nancy: Yes, I'm sure. I am fine.
I am not leaving his side.
Priscilla: OK. Sam: Baby...
she's right. Let's go.
Priscilla: OK. I love you, girl.
Nancy: I love you, too. [Chuckles]
Priscilla: Let him know I'm praying for him.
Nancy: I will. Go on. [Chuckles]
Priscilla: Call if you need anything.
Nancy: I will.
Priscilla: OK, OK.
Nancy: Fine. Thanks.
Sam: All right.
Nancy: Baby...
it's just you and me here now.
And you better hurry up and get better
so we can get out of here so you can talk
to your son.
We need you. So you get better
and you pull through this, you hear me?
[Cell phone buzzing]
Donald: What do you want?
Kyle: He's losing it. Donald: I'm sure.
Kyle: I didn't have a chance to get the mattress changed,
so I flipped it, and she lost an earring
and it fell on the bloodstains.
Donald: Wait-wait-wait, what?
Kyle: Yeah.
Donald: Damn. What happened?
[Kyle sighs] He said that she flipped out
and went to sleep down the hall.
What do you think?
Donald: I think the morning
will tell us where her head is.
Yeah, she goes off all the time
and the next day, she acts as if
nothing ever happened, so she'll be fine.
Kyle: Will he?
Donald: We'll see, but,
you know what? I can manage him.
Kyle: I sure hope so, sir. Donald: I can.
Kyle: Well, can you manage your situation?
Donald: She's still here, isn't she?
Kyle: Yeah. You were right about that.
She did come home.
Donald: And it would be best if you didn't talk to her.
Kyle: I won't. Donald: I'm serious, Kyle.
Kyle: I won't.
Donald: And you shouldn't come back here.
Kyle: Does that mean that I can't see you?
Donald: That means you should not come back here.
Kyle: I knew you missed me.
Heh.
Priscilla: Him laying there like that just reminded me
of the times you were in the military and I was
worried about you.
Sam: Yeah, I know. But I always came home.
[Priscilla sighs] Thank God you did.
Man, she is going through a lot.
Sam: Yeah, I know. They both are.
Priscilla: I really hope they're able to
work it out, you know?
Sam: They will. Priscilla: Hmm.
Not if Barry doesn't get hisself together.
Sam: I know. He will.
[Priscilla sighs] I'm cold. You're not cold?
Sam: Put the heat on.
Priscilla: Oh, no, you have your vest on.
You're gonna be burning up.
Sam: No. I'm all right.
Priscilla: No, it's OK.
Sam: I got a jacket back there.
Priscilla: Oh. Ahh.
Ohh. [Inhales]
Honey?
Sam: Yes?
Priscilla: This smells like perfume.
Sam: Really? Priscilla: Yes.
Sam: Well, I don't know.
Maybe it's my other woman. [Chuckles]
[Priscilla chuckles] Well, you tell her
not to wear it when you're together,
because your wife has the nose of a bloodhound.
[Both chuckle]
Sam: I will do that. Priscilla: Yeah, you do that.
[Chuckles]
You better be glad I know you.
Sam: You do. You know I wouldn't cheat.
Priscilla: Oh, I know you wouldn't.
Yeah. Goes without question.
Sam: You know it. [Priscilla chuckles]
Priscilla: Can we speed up? Can you put the light on?
I want to get at least a few hours of sleep tonight.
Sam: Babe, this is not an emergency.
Priscilla: That's never stopped you before.
Sam: Fine. Priscilla: Hmm.
That's what I'm talking about.
Woman: Oh. I'm so sorry, sir.
Hunter: Oh. It's OK, it's OK.
Woman: I didn't realize you were in here.
Hunter: Oh, it's--uh, it's fine. It's fine.
Woman: Can I get you anything?
Hunter: Um, no. No, I just--I--
I worked all night. I'm, uh...gonna go upstairs.
Woman: Yes, sir. Hunter: Thank you.
Man: Sir. Hunter: Yeah.
Woman: Why didn't you tell me he was in here?
Man: If one of us is standing there, he's in here.
Woman: Yes, but I thought that you and I--
Man: You walked in with such purpose,
I thought he called you in.
Woman: No. Oh, God,
I hope I don't lose my job.
Man: Calm down. [Woman sighs]
Victoria: Be sure no one goes into
or cleans our room.
Woman: OK Yes, ma'am.
Is something wrong?
Victoria: It's called privacy.
We don't have much of it.
Woman: Yes, ma'am.
Victoria: And we'll need a new mattress.
Woman: Is there a problem with this one?
Victoria: I don't like it.
Woman: OK.
Victoria: And stop asking so many damn questions.
Woman: I am so sorry.
What type would you like?
Victoria: You do realize that's a question?
Woman: Yes, ma'am.
Victoria: I want that done this morning.
Woman: I'll get right on it.
Victoria: Thank you.
You're still here.
Excuse me. I'd like to talk to my husband.
Woman: Yes. Certainly.
Mr. President.
Hunter: Hi.
Victoria: You want to go down that road, too?
Hunter: Oh, go to hell. Ahh.
Victoria: You look like hell. Where were you?
Hunter: Spent the night in the Oval.
Victoria: Oh. That's just lovely.
Waking up as the staff is coming in to work
and you're looking like hell.
Hunter: Yeah, that's it. Just start right in.
Victoria: Could you not sleep in the room?
Hunter: Could you?
Victoria: Hunter.
Hunter: What?
Victoria: Today is a new day,
and we're business as usual.
Hunter: Thank you. Can I, um, go and shower now?
Victoria: Did you talk to your son?
Hunter: Yes. Victoria: And?
Hunter: And he told me a lot of stuff
that he doesn't want you to know.
Victoria: Such as?
Hunter: If I told you, then you'd know.
Victoria: You don't give a damn about these kids.
Tell me what he said.
[Hunter sighs] Victoria, I can't with you right now.
Victoria: He had better stop jacking off in public.
He gets that disgusting shit from you.
Hunter: That's not true. I'm gonna go shower.
And probably jack off.
Victoria: Son of a bitch.
Richard: Nancy.
Nancy: Hey.
Richard: Hey.
Nancy: You OK?
Richard: I hurt like hell.
Nancy: I know.
Richard: Where's Barry?
Nancy: He's not here.
Richard: Where is he?
Nancy: Baby...
Richard: Tell me. Nancy: Baby, you just got shot.
[Richard groans] Baby, where is he?
Nancy: He's all right, OK?
You shouldn't get so upset.
Richard: No, I'm not gonna get upset.
Nancy: They took him to jail.
Richard: I--I gotta get out of here.
Nancy: No, no, baby, no, no, no.
Listen, OK, you just got shot.
You're not leaving here! Richard: Go get the doctor.
[Nancy scoffs] No. Lay down.
Richard: I have to help him.
Nancy: No, no, listen, listen.
Baby. Baby, Sam--
he already went down to talk to him.
Richard: What'd he say?
Nancy: Baby, come on. Please, please.
Look--your blood pressure's already going up.
Richard: Yeah, but--[sigh].
Baby, he was so mad.
Nancy: When? Richard: When he--
when he got to that drugstore.
He just ran right through it.
Nancy: I know.
Richard: Who told you?
Nancy: I found out.
Richard: Baby...I saw him.
How he looked at that place.
He went blank.
I don't know why he did that.
Nancy: It's over now.
Richard: Oh. After seeing that...
I think that if he saw Ruth that night...
he could've killed her.
Nancy: Baby... baby, don't say that.
Richard: I...I wouldn't say it if I didn't
see him go blank like that.
Something is wrong.
Nancy: Well, baby, we're just gonna
have to get him some help.
But right now, you have got to get better.
Richard: He can't talk to nobody in that jail.
You have to tell him.
Nancy: Baby, I'm here with you.
Richard: Baby, I'm fine. You gotta go see him.
Nancy: No, I'm not leaving.
I'm not leaving your side.
Richard: Please. Please. Nancy: No.
Richard: I need you to go do this or I'm
gonna get out this bed, I'm gonna go myself.
Nancy: Baby...
Richard: Get the nurse in here to bring me some pain pills.
Nancy: Baby, no, you are not leaving here.
You cannot get out of this bed!
Richard: I am a soldier.
I will leave and you know it.
Nancy: OK. OK.
I will go down
and I will see him.
Richard: OK.
And tell him not to talk to anyone.
Nancy: OK. I will.
Richard: OK.
Go on.
Nancy: Baby...
Richard: Sam can-- can get you in to see him.
Nancy: Baby, just relax. Please!
I'll go! Richard: OK. OK. OK.
Donald: Good morning.
Lilly: Is it?
Donald: Yes, it is.
You going somewhere?
Lilly: To my shop.
Donald: OK.
Do you want to grab lunch today?
Lilly: And why would I do that?
Donald: It's what we need to do.
Lilly: Fine.
Donald: Can you come to the White House at noon?
Lilly: Fine.
Donald: Lilly, this-- this is gonna be OK.
Lilly: OK.
Donald: And I am so sorry.
Lilly: Look, I can't.
Donald: OK.
Lilly: Go to work.
[Donald sighs]
[Cell phone buzzing]
Bobby: Don't do this again.
Lilly: Do what?
Bobby: Not tell me that you're OK.
Lilly: Look, I'm sorry. I couldn't talk last night.
Bobby: You couldn't or you didn't want to?
Lilly: It's all the same.
Bobby: So can I see you today?
Lilly: Maybe.
Bobby: Why maybe?
Lilly: Bobby, I really don't trust you.
Bobby: I know that and I understand that.
Lilly: So, don't expect me to call you.
Bobby: I get it.
But I really want to see you.
Lilly: I'll let you know.
Bobby: OK.
Lilly: OK, well, I have to go.
Bobby: Wait. Lilly: What?
Bobby: What happened? How'd your night go?
Lilly: It was...fine.
Bobby: What happened?
Lilly: Nothing.
Bobby: You sure?
Lilly: Why? Do you know something?
Bobby: No, but if you help me with the intel,
I can help you understand what's going on.
Lilly: I don't have any intel, OK?
Bobby: Look, I'm really good at this.
All I need you to do is help me put the pieces together.
Lilly: I told you I don't know anything.
Bobby: You do. But you don't trust me.
But you will.
Lilly: Yeah. OK. Well, I need to go.
Bobby: All right.
Victoria: Put them... there against the wall.
Woman: Shall they open it, ma'am?
Victoria: No. Woman: They can do whatever--
Victoria: I said no. Now leave, please.
Woman: Yes, ma'am.
Hunter: What in the hell are you doing?
Victoria: Cleaning up your damn mess.
Hunter: I told you this would be taken care of.
Victoria: By whom? Hunter: Kyle.
Victoria: You're a damn fool if you trust
anyone in this place.
Hunter: What in the hell are you talking about?
Victoria: I told you over and over
that there is a mole that's
leaking everything in here.
Hunter: So you're gonna get rid of them?
Victoria: Help me.
Hunter...
Hunter: How do we get it out of here, Victoria?
Victoria: We'll dispose of it here.
Hunter: How? Out the window?
Just throw them?
Victoria: I will insist.
Hunter: That makes no sense.
Victoria: I'm an embarrassed woman
that had a very heavy flow night.
Hunter: Ugh. Stop it.
Victoria: A woman's period makes you turn up your nose
when your whore was decapitated in this bed?
Hunter: Go to hell.
Victoria: Do it.
Hunter: Where are you going?
Victoria: I'm not going to think of the play
and help you do it, too.
This is all yours.
Hunter: I'm not gonna be able to get this
mattress in that box.
Victoria: You better think of a way, buddy.
[Door opens]
[No audio]
Nancy: Hi. Officer: Hi. May I help you?
Nancy: Hi. I'm here for Detective Jake Shields.
Officer: And you are? Nancy: Nancy Hallsen.
Officer: Oh, yeah. He's expecting you.
Nancy: Thank you. Officer: Come on.
[Knocking on door]
Jake: Yeah, it's open, it's open, it's open.
Officer: Boss man. Jake: Yeah.
Officer: I have, uh... Jake: Hey. Hey.
Nancy: Hi. Jake: Nancy.
Officer: Go on. Jake: Hey.
Nancy: Hi. Jake: It's good to see you again.
Nancy: Yeah. Wish it wasn't
under these circumstances.
Jake: Yeah. I'm so sorry. Please.
I know it's, uh... it's been hard for you.
So, um...how is-- how is your husband?
Nancy: He's gonna make it. Jake: Good.
Nancy: Can I see my son?
Jake: Yes. Yes, of course, of course.
And you can--actually, you could--you could
take my office, OK?
Nancy: Thank you. Jake: I'll have someone
go and get him, all right?
Ahh. Hey, Hollins.
Yeah, yeah, uh, go and get him, hmm?
Bring him in. Yeah, sure. Bye.
[Hangs up phone] Hey, you want some coffee?
Nancy: No, thank you.
Jake: All right. Well, you know, I--
I know this must be some trying times for you...
[Nancy sighs] Jake: Right now.
Nancy: You have no idea.
Jake: I bet. I bet.
Now, you know, um, Sam,
he's a--he's a good friend, all right?
Now, you may know that.
Nancy: He told me a little bit about that.
Jake: Right. So I'm gonna be
looking out for your son.
Nancy: Thank you.
Jake: But I can't let him out of here.
Nancy: Sir, we're not the kind of people
that would make our son
not pay for something he's done wrong.
Jake: I didn't think you were.
Nancy: But his father and I really appreciate
the fact that you're looking out for him.
Jake: Yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am.
Yeah, for sure.
All right, so, you're sure you don't want that coffee?
Nancy: I'm sure. Thank you, though.
Jake: All right. All right.
Just a second, OK? Ahem.
Barry: Mom.
Nancy: Hey.
Barry: How's Daddy?
Nancy: He's... he's gonna be all right.
Except for a broken heart.
Barry: What you mean?
Nancy: You have broken his heart.
Barry: Have you seen him?
Nancy: Yes.
Barry: Are you sure he's gonna be OK?
Nancy: Yes, son.
That's what the doctors are saying.
Barry: Can you tell him--
can you tell him I'm sorry, please?
Nancy: OK. But are you?
Barry: Am I what?
Nancy: Are you sorry?
Barry: Ma, what kind of question is that?
[Nancy scoffs] I just want to know the truth.
Barry: I'm telling you the truth.
Nancy: Then why did you do that?
Why the hell did you do that?
Why would you drive your car in that boy's place?
Barry: Ma, I don't know.
Nancy: You could've killed him.
And yourself.
Barry: I know, Ma.
I know. I just lost it for a second.
Nancy: Why?
Barry: I saw something that made me go--go crazy.
Nancy: What could you have seen
that would make you almost kill
your father and yourself?
Tell me, son.
Barry: I saw them having sex.
Nancy: Who?
Barry: Sharon and Kareem.
We drove to the store and I
went up and I looked and--
and they were there having sex.
And I just lost it.
Nancy: Well... that's still no excuse.
Barry: I know, Ma.
Nancy: We taught you better than that.
Barry: I know, Ma.
Nancy: Then what the hell would make you
do something like that? Barry: Mama, please!
I don't know! Nancy: Have you lost your mind?
Barry: No!
Nancy: Well, you acting like it.
Barry: It's just I've lost my daughter
and then Sharon is cheating on me
and everything's going on right now!
Nancy: I know it's hard, son.
It's hard on all of us.
But are you going to kill us all trying to find her?
Barry: No!
Nancy: No what? Barry: No, Ma, I'm not!
Nancy: I know I messed up.
But if you want me dead, too,
then you keep doing what you doing.
Barry: Dead, too? What are you talking about?
Nancy: Like Ruth!
You probably killed her, too.
Barry: I didn't do that!
Nancy: That's what you say.
Barry: I did not!
Nancy: I don't believe you, son.
Barry: Ma...
Nancy: So you tell me,
and you tell me the truth.
Barry: Mom, I'm telling you right--
Nancy: Son, I know when you lying to me.
You tell me you killed Ruth.
Barry: Fine. I killed her! I killed her!
Hunter: Next on "The Oval"...
Barry: You heard me. I killed her!
Victoria: Shut up. Hunter: You shut up.
Victoria: What are you, 5? Kareem: He's bad news.
He's got everybody fooled, including you.
Victoria: I will expect to be briefed every day.
Donald: Yes, ma'am. Richard: Did you see Barry?
Nancy: I don't want to talk about him right now.
Donald: She wants to be briefed on everything.
Kyle: Then do it. Let her think
she has some power.
[Priscilla giggling] Victoria: Please. Continue.
Kyle: 10-4. Stay put
and lock the door. Do it now.
[Alarm blaring] Victoria: Get your hands off me.
Sam: Ma'am, I will carry you out of here
and down these stairs if I have to.
Now, move! Kyle: The president!