- If you come back in here, I swear to god I'll blow your
brains all over that -- wall!
- HUNTER: Previously on "The Oval"...
- I'm saving my next victim for someone far more notable.
- I'm going to get ready for my date.
- What are you doing? - Priscilla, I got this.
- I think that you should just move in with me.
- Carrying his child?
- I'm at her house. The place is--is torn apart.
- PRISCILLA: Get out of here. - I'm going in there
and making those son of a bitches pay for what they did.
- ♪
- Oh, that son of a bitch-- - Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey!
- Get your hands off of me, Max. - That's not her.
- BOBBY: How do you know that? - Because it's too neat.
- What? - He likes mess, okay?
That's not her. - Well, I'mma go find out.
- I know you are. Just wait a second.
- What the -- am I waiting for? - Damn it!
- I swear, if he lays one finger on her,
I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch--
- I know you are. Just wait, okay?
- I'm telling you-- - No, Bobby.
Damn it! Damn it! Look!
- I'm still going in.
- You're gonna risk it all? This is bigger than just her.
- For her, I'll risk everything.
- Well, that's just great, isn't it?
I'm not going in there with you. I'm going after Kyle.
- You do that, Max. Look, I've got this.
You just go after that -- boy.
- All right, you got this? All right.
You might wanna put your burner on silent
if you got this.
- What--what did she say? - I think she said "Jean."
- Ms. Laura?
- NORM: I think she's going out of it again.
- Ms. Laura? - NORM: Honey?
- What--what about Jean? - Laura.
- Ms. Laura, what about her?
- She's out of it.
- Ms--Ms. Laura-- - Comes and goes.
- [sighs] Well, how often?
- Hours, sometimes. - Okay.
Um...has she mentioned her before?
- Uh, no, she hadn't.
This is the first I'd heard of it.
- Okay. Whoo, okay. I'm just--
- What? What is it?
- I just really want her to be okay.
- So do I. - Oh, god.
- If she says anything else about it,
I'll--I'll give you a call.
- Thank you. Thank you so much.
I really appreciate it. Oh, god.
I'm gonna keep you both in my prayers.
- We need that.
- Okay. Get better.
- 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 we're headed to ♪
- MAN: Standby.
- ♪ I just hope that you make it when I do ♪♪
- ♪
- Hi.
- I'm so glad that you're home.
I understand. I understand.
Do you wanna have that glass of wine?
- No.
- You wanna talk?
- Yes. I do. - Okay.
- Sit over there, please.
Please.
So why me?
- Lilly, I don't understand that question.
- Why...me?
'Cause you're clearly not attracted to me.
- No, that is not true. - LILLY: Donald?
- It's not! It's not true.
- Donald, baby, I heard you with him.
That's what you love. - No, it's not.
- No. Why can't you just be that?
- Because it's not, Lilly. I'm telling you, it's not.
- You're gay.
And that's okay. It really is.
Just be all of you... please.
- Lilly, please listen to me for a second.
Look, I like Kyle, and it just happened.
But I love you, okay? Just you and only you.
Now, listen, I do, okay?
- And the crazy part about it is, is...
I love you too.
- Okay, then baby, we can fix this.
- No, no, no...you listen to me, all right?
Donald, had you come to me and you told me that,
we could have worked it out.
I love you.
And I--I never wanted to be with anyone else.
But I didn't wanna be ignored either.
- I understand.
- Yeah, then you tried to-- yeah, you tried to kill me!
- I'm so sorry! - You choked me, Donald!
- I'm so sorry! Lilly, please forgive me--
- This whole thing is so -- up! It is just so--
This is just so -- up! [gasps]
I--I know. I--I want you to live.
I do. I do!
- Lilly, what are you--
- No, no, I'm good, I'm good, I'm good!
Just go! - Baby, I'm home, okay!
I'm home with you. I'm not going any--
- No. No.
- Okay, okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
I got you, okay? We're home.
We're gonna fix this, okay?
- [whimpers, pants]
- I got you. We're good.
- I'm fine. - What is wrong with you?
Huh?
- I'm fine.
[pants]
- [crickets chirping]
- Where are you going?
Do you have time for dinner?
I kept it warm for you.
Richard, come on.
You gotta talk to me at some point.
- The only thing I wanna hear from you is who the father
of that boy is. - Richard--
- Look, until you tell me that...
I've got nothing to say to you.
- Listen, I know you're mad.
But Picky's funeral is tomorrow.
I just would've felt better
if you had gone down to the funeral home with me today.
But I know you're mad.
But I just think that when we make up, baby,
you're gonna regret this.
Richard, where you going?
- Dad? - Yeah, Son?
- You don't hear Mommy talking to you?
- No, Son, just stay out of this.
- Dad, how can I stay out of it?
I am in the middle of it. - You don't have to be.
- SHARON: Hey, Mr. Richard. - Hi.
- Oh, you smell nice. - Thanks.
- Hey, Ms. Nancy. - Hi.
- ♪
- Hey. - Hey.
- Are you ready to talk to me?
- I am pregnant. And it's your baby.
- ♪
- Why didn't you just tell me?
- Because I haven't decided what I'm gonna do.
- What does that mean, Sharon?
- It means that--it means that
I don't wanna have a baby right now.
- Sharon, what are you-- what are you talking about,
you don't want to have a baby right now?
- That's what I said.
- You're not having an abortion. - I didn't say that I was.
- No, you said you was thinking about it, and you're not.
- I am. I'm thinking about what I wanna do.
- There is nothing to think about, Sharon.
- Damn it, Barry, this is my body!
- And that is my child!
- You can't take care of the one that you have!
- ♪
- I didn't--I didn't mean that. - No, you meant that.
- Hon, I just wanna go to sleep. - No, that is not right, Sharon.
- Barry...
- You know damn well
how much I took care of Kallie when I had her.
- I know.
- So how could you say some petty shit like that to me?
- I'm sorry.
- What, you think Kareem would do it better?
- Why is everything always about him?
- Because it is. You bring him up all the time.
- I bring him up? - Yes, you bring him up.
- I bring him up? That's what you just did!
You know what?
- Look, I don't even wanna talk about this anymore.
- I'm not arguing with you about this right now.
- Well, you started it! - All right.
- Yeah, all right.
- That's it. - What's it?
- Where's my stuff? - NANCY: Hey!
- What are you getting your stuff for?
- Hey, hey, stop it. Just stop it.
- This has nothing to do with you, Ma.
- This is my house.
- Look, just go cook or something, Ma.
- What did you just say to me? Don't you dare be disrespectful.
- Well, Dad sure is.
- Barry? - What?
You didn't see him leave out of here
all smelling good and dressed up?
He sure as hell ain't about to go chill with the fellas.
- Barry... - What? Shit, it's true.
- I will slap the shit out of you.
- Somebody needs to. - Shut up, Sharon.
- You shut up. - No, you shut up.
- Look, Ms. Nancy, can you stand there
while I get some of my things?
- Yeah, get all your damn things.
- Oh, I will. - BARRY: You do that.
- NANCY: Barry...
- You know, she's talking about killing my baby, Ma.
- Barry!
- She's talking about having an abortion!
- Ms. Nancy, I'm gonna get the hell up out of here.
Can you stand there, please? Hold him!
- What the hell does she need to stand there and hold me for?
- Just stop it, y'all. - I'm gonna hurt you now?
- Please, please-- - Is that what we're doing?
- Get your son. - I'm an abuser now, right?
I'm going to hurt you, right? Is that is? Right, Sharon?
- Get out of my face. - Just go ahead, Sharon!
You just go ahead to wherever you're going!
- Where are you going? - I don't know.
- Do you need me to drop you off somewhere?
- No, I'm fine. I'll just take a car service.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'll be fine. - Okay. Just be--be careful.
- I will. - Okay.
Call me if you need me. - SHARON: Okay.
- Yes, okay. Thank you.
- I'm sorry about your mother, ma'am.
- Yes, my father has decided to cremate her,
so...there's no need for me to come.
- Okay, so should I cancel the travel plans?
- Yes. - Yes, ma'am.
- Where's Hunter? - He's in the Oval, ma'am.
- Are you sure? - MARILYN: Yes.
- Okay. That'll be all.
- ♪
- Yes, has Ellie left yet?
Okay, thank you.
- ♪
- [door opening]
- Is that you, sir? - JASON: No.
- ♪
- Oh, hey. - Hey.
- How are you? - I'm okay.
- Look, man, I heard about that plane incident.
I'm glad you're doing all right.
- Okay. - We all are.
- Oh, yeah? Who's "we"? - Everyone around here, sir.
- Don't call me sir, man. - I'm sorry.
Wanna come in? Have a seat.
- Sure.
- ♪
- [door shuts]
- What are you doing? - What do you mean?
- Do you not know that your dick is in your hand right now?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Uh-- [clears throat]
Can you stop that?
- ♪
- Put it away.
Put it away, Jason.
Now!
Now, Jason!
- Okay.
- Don't do that around me ever again, all right?
- Okay, I'm sorry.
- Can we put some of that on your hands, too?
Thank you.
- ♪
- So-- [clears throat]--
Jason, how do you like it around here, man?
- I don't. - I can see that.
- I'm locked in here.
- Yeah, well, listen,
I'm sure you can find a way to enjoy this place.
I mean, look around. It's pretty cool, no?
- No. I've seen just about every inch of it.
It's so not cool. - I really like it.
- Why? - Why? Look around.
I mean, the history in this place?
Look, I'm a political junkie, so...
- Good for you.
- No, Jason, good for us. I'll tell you what.
I'll put some time aside
and I'll show you around a little bit more.
I'm sure you'll be fascinated by some of the history around here.
- Really? - Yeah, really.
As long as you don't come in here holding your dick again.
[laughs]
I mean, can you do that for me?
What the -- was that? - That wasn't for you, okay?
Look, I wasn't trying to get a rise out of you or anything.
I'm not attracted to guys. - Okay.
Well, you mind telling me what that was about, then?
- Um...
It shocks people. - Ah. Shocks people.
- Mm-hmm. - Got it.
Jason, I have a brother with special needs.
So I'm used to that kind of thing around the house.
So, if you wanna shock me, you're gonna have to try
a little bit harder. All right?
But I'll tell you what.
Look, I like you, man, all right?
If you want a friend...
I think I could be that for you.
- I don't have special needs.
- Oh, no, I didn't mean it like that.
I just was trying to make a point.
- I'm gonna go now. - I'm sorry, Jason.
Um...okay.
I'll see you later, all right?
- Sure. - Take care.
[clears throat]
- ♪
- [phone rings]
- This is Priscilla.
- NANCY: Hey. - Hey, Nancy.
- Can I--I need to talk to you.
- NANCY: Ah, I'm kind of in the middle of something.
- No, no, it'll only take--take a second.
- Okay, what is it?
- Did Richard say anything to you?
- PRISCILLA: What do you mean?
- Well, he just left out of here all dressed up.
I--I think he went to go meet a woman.
- Well-- - What do you know?
- PRISCILLA: I, uh-- [coughs]
- I can hear it in your voice. What do you know?
- He said he was going on a date.
- [laughs] Is that right? Is it with that Freda woman?
- Yeah. How do you know?
- I had a feeling it was her.
- [sighs] I'm sorry, Nancy.
- Do you know where they went? - PRISCILLA: No, I don't know.
- NANCY: Okay, thank you.
- I'm really sorry you're going through this.
- No, it's okay. Hm. It really is.
- Okay. Bye. - Bye.
- ♪
- Hi. - Hi.
- Hey, guys, wait for me at the, uh...
elevator at the residence, please.
- ♪
- That's not smart. - I don't care.
- Uh...I've been on the phone all day.
And I've put out several hit jobs on Diane.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
I'm pretty sure I've got everybody convinced she's
certifiably insane, so...
now I just have to keep it from going mainstream.
- Mm, it's already all over the news.
- It's local. They all think it's ridiculous,
so no legitimate organization will touch it.
- Oh, really? - Yes.
You know, I did go to school
and I did learn a thing or two from the old bitch, so...
- Mrow! Okay.
Uh, you, uh... You got any booze in here?
- No, I'm at work.
- [mocking] "No, I'm at work."
- Okay. I mean...
I have these.
- What are those?
- They're weed gummies. - Ooh! I'll take two.
- You do that.
- All right. Come on, have one with me.
- No, I'm working. - I'm the boss.
- And I'm really trying to get this done.
- You know I'm the boss. Come on.
- Hunter... - Oh, god, you're boring.
- Where's your wife? - Don't mind her.
- Yeah, well, according to her, I better, so...
- Look, don't.
- Okay, Hunter, but seriously, I need to--
- You need to do nothing. Come on, I missed you.
- You missed me? - HUNTER: Yeah, I did.
I really did. Come here.
- Hunter... - What?
- You're an asshole.
- I know. I'm sorry.
- How sorry?
- Let me show you how sorry.
- [sighs] I don't know, Hunter.
If that woman puts her hands on me again--
- Don't worry about her.
She'll never look for me in here.
- You wanna bet?
- Oh, you gotta be -- kidding me.
- Hunter, you need to come upstairs.
- Why?
- Because I just got off the phone with my father.
- Ah, whatever.
- You will come upstairs now.
- Look, it's time for you to go.
- Little girl-- - HUNTER: Victoria.
- Little girl...
- HUNTER: Leave her alone. - Ma'am?
- Do you wanna die? - Leave her alone!
- Do you have any idea how many STDs he has?
- I do not!
- You might wanna have your throat
and that canyon you call a vagina checked.
- Mm.
- Victoria, would you please leave?
- I will. Have a good night.
Carry on!
- Ugh, she is the worst.
- [sighs] Son of a bitch!
- ♪
- What the hell are you doing in here?
Go to bed.
Did you not hear me?
- ♪
- You're really not afraid of me?
- No.
- You're lying.
I know deep down you are.
And you should be.
- If you knew what I was capable of,
you would never let that fall from your lips.
- Well, I did.
- Go to bed.
- Okay. Victoria.
- ♪
- Really? This is amateur hour.
- [phone rings]
- This is Sam. - It's me.
- SAM: Hello, ma'am. - Hi.
- Is everything okay?
- VICTORIA: I wanna go for a run.
- I'm sorry?
- I told you I like to run. And I wanna go for one.
- SAM: I will arrange that in the morning.
- No, you will arrange it now. - Ma'am?
- VICTORIA: What? Now! Get it done!
- No, ma'am. - Excuse me?
- It's late.
You shouldn't--you shouldn't be out this late.
- Okay, fine. I'll get someone else to do it.
- SAM: They won't, ma'am.
I'm your lead guy now and they only take orders from me.
- Who the hell do you think you are?
- Someone that you have asked to keep you safe.
And that is what I will do.
- By telling me no? - By protecting you, ma'am.
- Look, I just need to go out and--
- SAM: No, ma'am. - My mother died, okay?
Can I just-- - Sorry, ma'am.
- You cut the "ma'am" shit? I just need to clear my head.
- If you like...I can come back,
and we can go for a walk on the grounds.
- That's not a run in the park. - It's your safest bet, ma'am.
- VICTORIA: Hurry up.
- Yes, ma'am. I'm on my way.
- [Victoria hangs up]
- [sighs]
Hey, Cilla.
Uh, look, I--I know you're still mad, but, uh...
I made you dinner.
I gotta go back by the White House, but, uh,
I shouldn't be long. Um...
Please wait up for me so we can talk.
Okay. I love you.
- Jean?
Oh my god.
Oh my god. Oh god. [pants]
Hi, I need to report someone missing.
Oh my god. Yes.
[pants] I just got to her apartment
and it's--it's been ransacked. It's--
I need to come in?
But her place has been torn apart.
Okay. I understand.
[sighs] No, I haven't touched anything.
Yeah, okay. Thank you.
Goddamn it. They're just no help at all.
[sighs] What the hell, Jean?
Oh, shit, let me call him, call Greg. Okay.
- [phone rings]
- PRISCILLA: Hey. - Hi. You find her?
- [sighs] No. I was gonna ask you the same thing. Oh!
- Something is way wrong.
- I know. - GREG: This is crazy.
- And I'm at her apartment right now.
- I told you. - Well, I called the police.
- What did they say? - PRISCILLA: [sighs]
That she has to be missing for at least 24 hours.
- Well, it's been that. - PRISCILLA: I know!
But they want me to come in to make the report.
- Wait, they're not coming to her house, are they?
- No. - GREG: All right.
- Where are you? - I'm in the car.
I'm about to go home.
- Well, I'll call you whenever I talk to them.
- Okay.
- PRISCILLA: And I'll just meet you at your place.
Okay, bye.
- [crickets chirping]
- [car beeping]
- Goddamn it.
[grunts]
- Need some help with that?
- [grunts] Does it look like I need help?
- Yeah, it--it--it does.
- The hell you doing out here anyways?
You trying to rob me or something?
- No. I was just on my way up the street
to get a drink at, uh, a bar.
- What bar? Charlie's?
- No, Fabian's.
- I've never tried that place.
- ♪
- Where are you?
- He's at his apartment on Franklin.
- What, are you a detective now? - Do you think this is a joke?
- Look, I'll come meet you. - Nope, it's time to end this.
- Max, wait 'til I get there. - I got it.
- BOBBY: Just get--hello?
- [phone hangs up]
- ♪
- [grunts]
- [car beeping]
- So, what shitty-ass country town are you from, anyway?
- Well, you're an asshole.
- Thank you.
- Think I'm gonna go get that drink now.
- ♪
- Give up that easy?
- Just really not into dealing with rude people.
- Hey.
You gotta fight in this town.
- What makes you think I'm not from here?
- Everything about you says small town.
- Well, okay.
- Hell, why don't I lock up my truck here and you can come
upstairs with me and have a drink?
- No, thank you.
- I know you wanna have a drink with me.
- You're-- - An asshole, I know.
But I'm a cute one.
Come on, I make really good drinks.
I used to be a bartender.
What, are you down on your luck or something?
- ♪
- Fine. Let's go.
- That's what I thought.
After you.
- You're carrying your own bag.
- [chuckles]
[grunts]
- You got it?
- ♪
- [crickets chirping]
- ♪
- What the -- ?
- Shots to you.
- ♪
- Oof!
I'll have another.
Thank you. - You're welcome.
You're cute.
Where are you from, anyways?
- Here.
- Mm, he lies to me.
- Where are you from?
- I am from a town called pissed the hell off.
- Ah, I can tell.
- Sorry, I just--
Hey!
Never fall in love with a married man.
- Oh, so that's why you're pissed?
- Beyond.
- Maybe I should pour you another drink?
- That would be really nice.
Thank you.
- ♪
- There you go.
- This is even better coming from a cute guy like you.
- [chuckles] Thank you, but be careful what you wish for.
- [club music plays]
- I love this song. - Wow.
- BOTH: ♪ Body's aching
♪ Even when the clouds are fading ♪
♪ I won't let you down
♪ I will be around
- Hey, you can sing!
- Yes, sir, I can, and you can too.
- Yes. - Sing for me.
- No. - Come on.
- No, no, I would need a lot more alcohol for that.
- Well, come on!
Let's have a few more.
- I said a lot more.
- So, uh, what are we doing?
- What do you mean?
- Just what I said.
Um...why--why the change of heart?
- Look, Freda, you know I always wanted to talk to you.
- Yeah, but, uh, you never did.
- Well, I was, uh...
I was in a different place.
- Ah.
Did you, uh, get a divorce and I didn't know about it?
- BOTH: [laughing]
- No, no, no, no, no.
I--I didn't. - Huh.
What is it, then?
- Well...
- Tell me.
- We're not gonna make it.
- Richard?
- What?
- You love that woman.
- Look, that doesn't matter, Freda.
- Yes, it does.
- We are not going to make it.
- Why?
- Look, why don't we, uh...
just have a good time and not think about this.
- That might be good for you.
But, uh, that's not good for me.
- Freda, why not?
- Because my heart, you know how I--
- RICHARD: Freda, Freda.
- No.
You need to go home and talk to that woman.
- Really, Freda? - Yeah. Yes, really.
- This--this is our chance.
- Listen, whatever it is you're going through--
- Let's--let's-- - No, no, no.
Whatever it is you're going through,
that's not going to be good for me when you make up.
- Freda, we are not making up. - Well, I--
- Let's--let's just enjoy this dinner tonight.
- [scoffs]
- Please. Freda...
- So I'm not supposed to ask any questions?
- No, not tonight.
- That doesn't work for me.
- [sighs]
- ♪
- I wanna make love to you.
- And as much as I wanna do that too...
I don't wanna be in the middle of this.
- Oh, Freda, it's too late now.
You've been in the middle of it for years.
- No.
I'm sorry, but no.
- I guess that--it's just gonna miss our chance, then.
[sighs]
- Well, when y'all get a divorce,
then we can talk about it.
- I'll do that.
- That's not gonna happen.
- You don't know me.
- [laughs] I think I do.
- ♪
- [clears throat]
- ♪
- [knocking at door]
- Hey.
Can I... - Come on back.
- Thanks.
- Um, I got takeout. It's enough for two.
Here, just go ahead and sit down.
I guess, uh--I guess I should've got enough for two and a half,
since you're pregnant.
I mean, two and three quarters.
I don't know what fraction a baby--
I guess it's a whole baby. It's a whole baby.
You're having a whole baby.
I got enough for two is what I'm trying to say.
- Yeah.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
- No, you're not.
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- I wasn't gonna ask you about it.
- Good.
- [laughs] Is that enough for now?
- Yeah. - Okay. Here.
- Thanks.
- ♪
- This is good. - Right?
- What are you watching?
- Uh, it's watching me.
- Turn it off.
- Okay.
- I just want to sit here in silence for a moment.
- Silence? - Yes. Thank you.
- Okay.
- Take your clothes off.
- ♪
- You're not gonna say anything?
- You said you wanted silence.
- I do.
- Good.
I just need men to shut up for a minute.
- ♪
- There. - Okay.
- ♪
- [pants]
- Okay? Okay?
- Shut up! - Okay.
- ♪
- Jean?
Jean...
- ♪
- This is Priscilla. - She's dead!
- PRISCILLA: What? - She's here in my apartment!
- She's what? - GREG: Yes.
- Greg... - She's here!
- PRISCILLA: How did she get there?
- I don't know. I don't know.
- Get out of there right now. - What?
- PRISCILLA: Just get out of there right now!
- But she's dead!
- Don't say anything else on this phone.
Do you hear me? Just get out of there.
- Okay.
- PRISCILLA: I'll be there in a minute.
And meet me outside, okay?
- [hangs up]
- Greg. Greg. Oh god!
- You are drunk.
- I am. - [chuckles]
- Ah, it's okay. I am too.
To hell with it.
- Yes!
- -- him!
To my new future.
- Yeah, to your new future, whatever that is.
- Yeah.
I gotta take a piss.
- Okay, I'm gonna go out for a smoke.
- No!
You stay.
Good boy.
- No, I'm gonna go for a smoke.
- Eh, just come back.
- ♪
- [hums to self]
- Guess who, bitch?
- [grunting]
- Aah! - [grunts]
- Greg? [gasps]
[hyperventilates] Oh my god! Oh my god!
No!
- VICTORIA: Next on "The Oval"...
- Sam, please call me back.
I need to talk to you right away.
- I really want to make love to you tonight, please.
- Move in.
See that I'm the man that I've been telling you that I am.
- ♪
- It's gotta be kind of a head trip.
- What's that?
- Laying here with the most powerful man in the world.
- You're incredibly sexy and I want you to make love to me.
- ♪