- He killed Yuma, he's not walking away from this.
- He will pay for that.
- I can take care of that right now!
- If he dies, all of this will be for nothing.
- MALE NARRATOR: Previously on "The Oval"--
- How do you know where my daughter is, Dikahn?
- I use to be in the group.
Look, I saw her with Ruth, we need to meet.
- I want a divorce. - 'Cuz I won't tell you?
- 'Cuz you lied for 25 years.
- JASON: He likes this one whore over there
in the press secretary's office.
Do you wanna see him having sex with her?
- Where is my daughter?
- In there.
- Hey! Who are you?
- ♪
- What the --?
- ♪
- Who the -- is that guy?
- ♪
- Nobody. - You--you know him?
- No, just-- - Like an intern or something?
What? - Hey.
- ♪
- Dude, I told you.
- ♪
- You okay?
- No, Jason. [clearing throat] No, I'm not okay.
- I mean, it's a mess, right?
- I can't believe this.
I--I just knew it, though.
I just knew it.
- How'd you know it?
- I just know it, man.
- I mean, look, it doesn't help that she's a total slut.
- Hey, don't say that.
- What? I mean, she is.
- She's not, okay, that's the thing,
she's caught up in all this.
- Do you know her?
- That's my girlfriend.
- Well...she's not a very good girlfriend.
- Son of a bitch.
- Sorry, man.
- ALLAN: I can't believe she's in there with him.
She's really doing me like this?
- Yeah, it's not the first time either.
- How many times?
- I've known of like...four.
- Four?
- ♪
- Okay, what do you keep a record?
- Oh yeah, recorded.
Hey, you wanna see it? - No!
- Oh, come on. - No! Please, no, thank you.
- ♪
- Come on, Allan. - No!
- ♪
- [heavy breathing on video]
- She's a freak, dude.
She likes it rough.
- ♪
- Hey, I have an idea.
- ♪
- You should kill him.
- MAN: Ladies and gentlemen, the president and First Lady.
- ♪ Feels like I'm running out of time ♪
♪ You gotta yours, I gotta get mine ♪
♪ I'm not really sure where we're headed to ♪
♪ I just hope that you make it when I do ♪♪
- What'd you say to me?
- I said you should kill him.
- [chuckling]
Yeah, I wish, Jason.
- You can.
- I cannot.
- Why not?
- Are you crazy?
- No.
- Dude, that's your father.
Not to mention, the president of the United States.
- You can do it.
- Okay. - It's easy.
- By you talking to me like this,
you'll get me put in jail for a really long time, Jason,
do you understand?
- Allan, we're not like those people out there, okay?
They're not gonna put you in jail.
- Enough. Enough.
- No, listen to me. You're really mad, okay?
I can help you to do it.
- Jason! - What?
We're friends, right?
- Come on, man, I just met you.
- Yeah, but you understand me. - Jason, please?
- No, no, let me show you how.
- Kid, look! - I'm not a kid!
- Kid, I think it's time for you to go back upstairs now.
- ♪
- But, you were so nice to me. - Go now, Jason!
Go!
- I don't like people being mean to me, Allan.
- ♪
- Okay.
- ♪
- Jason, I'm obviously really upset right now, okay?
If you can do me a big favor, alright?
Head back upstairs,
I'd really, really appreciate it.
- ♪
- Think about it.
- ♪
- Goodbye, thank you.
- Open it.
- What the -- is going on?
- She's in the bag.
- What are you talking about, she's in the bag?
- Open it. - I'm not opening that shit!
- ♪
- You don't want your daughter?
- ♪
- If she's in this bag, you are dead.
- [chuckling] Open it.
- ♪
- Man, what the -- is this shit?
What the hell is that? I will kill you!
- If you keep looking for her, this will be sent to you.
- I'm going to the police, y'all some sick sons of bitches.
- Don't get ahead of yourself, tough guy.
- Who the hell are you?
- You know who I am, I'm Dikahn.
- What the -- do you want?
- We know who you're looking for.
- Give her to me.
- You want her?
- Where is she? - We can take you to her.
- Where is she? - Not far from here.
- Where? - She's in the van.
- ♪
- Ruth! - Hi.
- Where is Kallie?
- With me.
- Ruth, I am not playing with you, where is she at?
- You need to understand something.
- No, you need to understand something, Ruth,
I am not playing with you!
- ♪
- When I joined the Raku, I left money in the house.
It's a lot of money, have you seen it?
- Nah, I ain't seen shit.
- It's under the chest, you've seen it.
- Oh, you mean the box of money that you left that knife in?
You trying to frame me?
- We need that money.
Bring it to me, and I will bring you Kallie.
- ♪
- You want money?
- It was mine when I belonged to the world.
- You want money for your own daughter?
- The Raku wants it, so you must bring it.
- ♪
- Where?
- DIKAHN: We'll let you know where to bring it.
- ♪
- It was nice meeting you.
- ♪
- It's late.
- BOTH: [grunting]
- I should probably be getting back upstairs.
Hey, you, uh--what happened to your face?
- I told you I'm clumsy.
- ♪
- Somebody hurt you?
- No.
- Why was that guy standing there for so long?
- I don't know.
- Does he work here?
- Yeah, I think so.
- Yeah, what's his name?
- Don't worry about him.
- I'm not worried about him.
What's his -- name?
- I don't know, Mike or something.
- ♪
- You're lying to me.
- No, I'm not.
- Yeah, you sure about that? - Yes!
Look, would you just, um--
you need to go upstairs and get some sleep,
and, uh, I need to go home, so.
- Well, it was good to see you.
- You, too.
Don't worry about this, I'll take care of it.
- Yeah, and what "this" is that?
- ♪
- The press.
- The press, okay, you do that.
- Mm-hmm.
- ♪
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
- Oh!
- [clearing throat]
- [chuckling] Well, you got balls.
- What's that?
- I said you have balls.
- So do you, sir.
- What the -- did you just say to me?
- Well, you have balls, right?
I'm pretty sure I just saw them in there.
- Who the -- are you? - I'm her boyfriend, sir.
- [laughing]
Okay, well, obviously that's not true,
you--uh, you been officially downgraded.
Um, but look, man, it's not your fault.
Girl like that is so ambitious.
You were just something to do
while she plots and schemes, and climbs and stuff.
Yeah, I mean, you're disposable, you understand?
- Yes, Mr. President.
- Good, um, if I ever hear a word of this,
I'm gonna erase you from the face of the Earth,
you understand that? - Yes, sir.
- Good, now, obviously, I could fire you,
but I think I'll keep you around.
Yeah, you work for Donald, I see?
- That's right.
- Oh, good, you're cute.
I see why she likes you.
Hm, you're stupid, but you're cute.
- ♪
- Oh, well...aren't you a little liar.
- ♪
- About?
- About a few things,
but, uh, for right now, your boyfriend here.
- ♪
- I, um--I didn't want you to take it out on him, sir.
- You--you didn't want me to take it out on him?
So, you were, um--you were trying to protect him?
- ♪
- Yes.
- ♪
- Hm,
well, god,
this woman is so hot.
I mean just--
- ♪
- Hunter, stop it.
- Why don't you go home,
and tell your boyfriend here,
um, all the ways I made you scream?
- ♪
- Goodbye, Hunter.
- See you, tough guy.
- ♪
- I--I don't think we should talk about this.
I told you I wasn't ready, Allan,
and, uh, you should really get a hotel.
Maybe we need to take some time apart.
- Get the -- away from me, Ellie.
- ♪
- Son.
- Hey, Dad.
- What are you doing up?
- I went and saw Ruth.
- What?
- I saw her.
- ♪
- What happened?
- So, that money, it's hers,
and she wants it back in order for me to get Kallie.
- Well, give it to her. - I am.
I'm suppose to meet her tomorrow night.
- Okay, um, I'm going with you.
- Dad, I don't need you to go with me.
- Look, son, I don't want you doing anything crazy.
- I got it!
- I'm going!
- Yeah, okay.
So, you two went on a date?
- No!
- Then why y'all dressed up?
- [sighing] You, um--I-- I was out with, uh, Freda--
you know her from the White House?
- Dad, are you serious?
- Yeah, we was going to have dinner,
then I was gon' bring her home.
Bring her back here and have sex with her.
- What are you doing, man!
- What? - What are you doing?
- Wait, a minute, who are you talking to?
- I'm talking to you!
Look, if y'all two want to hurt each other, do that,
but do not put me in the middle of it.
Dad...
you have been an amazing father to me, man.
Do not screw that up by doing this shit.
- Look, son, she screwed it up
when she slept with whoever it was.
- No, it doesn't matter-- - No, just let him go on.
- No, Ma, I'm not letting it go, I am sick of this.
You two can not say anything about me and Sharon
when y'all are acting like this.
- Well, your dad won't even talk--
- No, it's--no, it's not my dad,
it is not my dad, it is both of you.
- ♪
- You should just tell him.
- ♪
- I just can't.
- Why not, Mom?
- I can't.
- ♪
- I don't know what to tell y'all, man.
- ♪
- Barry, just-- - No!
- Just go on. - Uh-uh!
- ♪
- Look, tomorrow, I'm going to get my daughter back,
and I am putting all of this behind me.
- ♪
- I gotta get some sleep.
- ♪
- Y'all gotta get it together.
And stop this.
- ♪
- He's right, honey.
- ♪
- Yeah, yeah, he is.
- We shouldn't do this.
- ♪
- Nah, we shouldn't.
- ♪
- Can we just--
- ♪
- Can we just--just start over, honey?
- ♪
- I love you.
- ♪
- I love you.
- ♪
- Yes.
- ♪
- Yes, we can.
- Thank you.
- As soon as you tell me who the father is.
- Richard!
- Okay, okay, look, gotta bury him.
I--I --I'll turn your credit cards back on,
but I don't have nothing else to say until you tell me.
- Richard, please. - No.
That's all I have to say about it.
- ♪
- Okay, okay.
- So, that means you're going to tell me?
- ♪
- Richard, I can't tell you that.
- Okay, okay, you know what,
as a matter of fact, you don't have to tell me,
I'm getting closer.
I been looking at calendar dates and letters,
you know how good my memory is.
- Richard, I'm sorry.
- No, no sorry, don't sorry nothing.
- ♪
- [exhales]
- ♪
♪
- [sighs]
- ♪
- [shower running]
- ♪
♪
- Yes, has that girl left yet?
The stupid one?
Don't play with me.
Okay, hold her there.
- ♪
- Jean, Jean.
- Hey, how you feeling?
- I need to--
Jean?
- Uh, honey, what--what about Jean?
- Will you please call the White House.
I need to speak to the Chief of Staff, Donald?
- ♪
- Okay, okay, calm down.
- Call. - Calm down.
- Call the late night number. - Okay.
- ♪
- What the hell are you doing up, creeper?
- You know I don't sleep.
Oh, by the way, Dad was with that girl.
- Yes, I know that.
- Okay, but did you know her boyfriend saw them?
- What boyfriend?
- Allan. He works for Donald.
- And you know this how?
- Well, as you said, Mom, I was creeping
because I'm a creeper.
- Take your little simple ass to bed.
- VICTORIA: Shut up!
- ♪
- Why are you still here? - Um.
- VICTORIA: Hi.
- ♪
- I wanna talk to you.
- We were actually just-- - No, no, that wasn't an ask.
Go home, young man. - Yes, ma'am.
- ♪
- Come on, bitch.
- ♪
- I'm sorry, why are we in your bedroom?
- ♪
- Is there something that I can help you with?
- ♪
- What the hell is wrong with you?
- No, shut up--shut up, bitch, just let it fall to the floor.
[chuckling]
- ♪
- Oh, I see why he likes you.
- ♪
- You're toned. [giggling]
You work out.
- ♪
- No ass, though.
- ♪
- This is ridic--
- Shut up, dog, did I ask you to bark?
- ♪
- You are so stupid.
You know he's gonna use you up and throw you away
like the rag he used to clean himself up
when he was finished with you?
- ♪
- Empty your bag.
- ♪
- This is sexual harassment.
- Well, so is -- my husband,
now empty the damn bag. - Ma'am.
- Call me ma'am one more damn time.
My name is Victoria.
- ♪
- Victoria, this is a violation of my privacy.
- But you don't have any damn privacy,
now empty the damn bag.
- ♪
- Empty the bag before I take the strap
and choke you to death with it.
- ♪
- Hunter! - Hunter.
- What in the hell is going on?
- I'm covering your dumb ass again.
- Ellie, would you please leave. - No, no, no, no, no,
she's not leaving until she empties this bag.
- Ellie, leave, now. - No!
Hunter, where are your underwear, hm?
- What?
- Where are your underwear, Hunter? Hmm-mm.
- I don't know, they're in my pants.
- Check your pants, dumbass. - Ellie, would you just leave?
- No, she's not leaving here until she empties this bag.
Check your--
Oh!
- ♪
- Oh, come on. Hunter.
Hunter. - You.
- What are my underwear doing in your purse?
- You are so damn stupid,
and this little whore thinks she's smart. [giggling]
- We were getting dressed--
- She's gathering evidence on you, dumbass.
- Look at me. - Leave.
- ♪
- Hunter.
- ♪
- I'm not gonna say it again.
- ♪
- Leave.
- ♪
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, none of this goes,
not until your phone and everything else is checked.
You can leave, but this shit here stays.
- ♪
♪
- You can thank me at anytime.
- How'd you know?
- Hunter, I have brain,
yours is obviously in that little head on your penis.
- I'm not thanking you for shit.
- ♪
- Well, I hope you're finished with her, hm.
We can fire her, so we can get back to the business
of what we need to be doing here.
- Damn, what was she doing?
- Or we can feed to her to your son, yeah.
- What, you think that's funny?
- No, it's not funny at all, it's as sad as you are.
- Just leave me alone.
- Will you just leave these whores alone?
- Ah, you know what? Your mom is dead.
We don't have to keep pretending anymore.
- Yes, but my father is very much alive.
- ♪
- Not for long.
- What's that suppose to mean?
- You know how sick he is.
- ♪
- Yes, but here's the thing, Hunter,
as much as we may both hate them,
they've been our allies.
Our world would be a much different place
if we didn't have them on our side to protect us.
- I don't give a damn.
- Oh, so you would want to go to prison, hm?
- I'm the president of the United States,
I'm not going to prison.
- You don't think all that shit you've covered up
wouldn't send you to prison?
- No, I don't.
Just give it a rest.
- Now, you listen to me,
you're going into that Cabinet meeting tomorrow,
and making some recommendations for your Cabinet.
You've done nothing since you've been here but screw whores.
- Yeah, and what have you done?
- I'm gonna meet with my Chief of Staff tomorrow,
and plan some things
that make it look like we're standing together
and unbothered by that bullshit
that Diane said in the press room.
- Yeah, and nobody believes that.
- If you think the other party is not paying attention to that,
you're a fool.
- It's dying down.
- Because they're looking for a smoking gun.
Don't be so damn stupid that you load it for them
by letting that whore walk out of here
with your DNA all over your underwear.
- Victoria. - Fire her, Hunter.
- Just--just go to bed, will ya?
- I mean it. - Go to sleep.
- ♪
- Outside, across the tape, please?
- Hey, hey, it's all right, let him through.
- Come on.
- Hey. - Hey.
- What you doing here?
- She worked for the White House.
- Oh, wow.
- What?
- Well, you're the fourth person here.
- Fourth? - Yeah, it was someone here
from the Attorney General's office earlier.
- Okay, what you got?
- [sighing] Well, looks like a murder-suicide.
- Is that right?
- Mm-hm, he killed her, shot himself.
- ♪
- Guns over there on the floor.
- Okay.
- What is it? - What do you mean?
- Come on, man, I know that look.
- [chuckling] No, no look at all.
- [chuckling] Was she in an abusive relationship, by chance?
- Not that I'm aware of.
- Mm, you know, I got 17 calls on him.
- What? - And nine reports.
- From her? - Yeah, yeah.
- Can I hear the 9-1-1 calls? - Yeah, if you want to.
When you wanna hear 'em?
- Soon as I can.
- Sam, what's going on? - Nothing.
- Ah, man, come on, something else is--
- No, no, no, no, this is just personal.
She was a good kid.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
You know, her aunt got her that job, and she really loved it.
I'm just trying to make sure I have all the info.
- Yeah, well, you know I got it, I got it.
- And make sure you're locking this crime scene down.
- Now, come on, man, you know I'm gon' do that.
- A'ight, take care of it. - Yeah.
- [phone ringing]
- ♪
- Yes?
Yep, yep, what, what, what?
Who?
Okay, just put her through.
- ♪
- Ms. Laura, hey.
- I saw Jean, she was under the bed.
- Under--under the bed.
I don't know what you're talking about.
- In Jason's room, she--she was dead.
- Okay, okay, Ms. Laura,
I want you to hold-- hold on, hold on, okay,
just hold on one sec.
- ♪
- [sighing]
- ♪
- Okay, Ms. Laura, listen to me, I need you to calm down, okay,
just--just calm down.
Listen, I'm gonna send someone to talk to you, okay?
- Okay, thank you.
Will you send Sam?
- Sam? - Yes, Sam.
- You know what, Ms. Laura, I'll see if he's awake,
but if not, I will definitely send someone to you
who I can trust, okay?
- Okay.
- Listen, don't worry,
and don't tell anyone, okay? - Okay.
- DONALD: Alright, you take care, Ms. Laura.
- ♪
- [phone ringing]
- What? - Yeah, it's me.
- What?
- Okay, what's going on with this attitude, huh?
- You ask me that while you were lying next to her?
- Kyle, who you with? - Don't you worry about it.
- Kyle? - Hm, harder, harder.
- Kyle!
- [mumbling in sleep]
- Hey, hey, hey!
- [heavy breathing]
- You gotta watch those dreams, brother.
- Damn.
- Same one?
- Yeah.
Kyle.
- You'll get him.
- Shit. [coughing]
- I think I'm gon' start unloading you gun
before you go to sleep.
- Don't even kid around like that.
- I'm just saying, you may wake up blasting.
- I got it, alright?
- ♪
- What are you doing?
What are you--
That may be what's doing it.
- ♪
- What he did to me and Yuma is what's doing it.
- His time's coming.
- I'm starting to think, if it's up to you,
it ain't never gonna happen.
- So, now you wanna dog me because I'm patient?
- No, I--I just wanna finish this, so we don't have to--
- ♪
- What the hell was that?
- ♪
- I'm gonna go around the back.
- I got it.
- ♪
♪
- I wouldn't do that if I were you.
Move!
- I'm sorry.
- On your knees.
Is it just you?
- It's just me.
- Huh? - Yes, yes, sir.
- ♪
- Got the lookouts right here. - Are there more?
- Go, go, go, down on your knees, down on your knees.
- I'm sorry, sir, we just need some food and help.
- Well, we got nothing for you here.
- I'm sorry.
- What kind of help?
- We are Rakudushis.
Well--well, we were, we--we just ran away.
- What the hell is Rakudush?
- We're Rakudushis,
it's a religious compound just about three miles from here,
but we were just leaving and we're hungry.
- Go. - No.
- Max, let 'em go. - No!
- ♪
- Where is this place?
- Um, just a few miles north.
- How many is a few?
- ♪
- I don't know, sir, please.
- MAX: All right, how did you know we were here?
- Okay, we didn't, we just came on in.
We're so sorry, please, my baby is so hungry, please?
- Here.
- Hey, what are you doing? - Thank you.
- I don't think that's a good idea.
- BOBBY: Go, leave! - Thank you.
- Alright, and I don't wanna see your faces around here again.
- Yeah, you better not come back around here again!
- What the hell was that? - They were telling the truth.
- How do you know?
- I've seen the compound, I've seen 'em around town.
It's a cult, you should look it up.
- A what?
- I know everything that happens
within a 15 miles radius of this place, okay?
They're telling the truth. - They're telling the truth?
Well, why would they come in our cabin--
- You know, you are really -- paranoid.
- Oh, well, that's kept me alive.
- Yeah, but it's also a pain in my ass.
Okay, so relax. - You know,
I'm really starting to hate how calm you are about all this.
- Diane is going to see them tomorrow,
and then I will check with her
to see what she has to bring them down, okay?
In the meantime, relax.
- Yeah, well, they better hurry up.
- Yeah, you're telling me. - What does that mean?
- It means I don't know how much longer
I can put up with this shit with you.
- Oh really, 'cause I feel the same way.
- You know what, how 'bout we get some rest,
it's been a long night?
- Oh, okay, yeah, yeah, cool,
you go and get some rest, alright?
I'm gonna get first watch.
- That's what we doing? - Yeah, that's what we're doing.
I can't just go back to sleep
with people walking up on me out of the woods and shit.
Go on, sleep tight!
- Enjoy your watch.
- Get the -- outta here.
- ♪
- Hey, hey, hey, it's just me.
- What the hell? - Who is this?
- Get out of here.
- I called you.
- And I didn't wanna talk to you.
- Kyle, I need you to take care of this situation
that we're in, okay? - I don't want to talk to you.
- You need to get the hell out.
- He's not going anywhere.
- You wanna bet? - He's not leaving.
- Ah.
- ♪
- Hey, there.
- ♪
- What's your name, huh?
- It's none of your business, Donald.
- Dammit, Kyle. - I'll just leave.
- You're not going anywhere.
- Good idea. - Lay down.
You, the living room, now.
- Smart guy.
- KYLE: Go!
- ♪
- What the hell happened to your face, hm?
- Don't you dare.
- What happened to your face?
- ♪
- I got into a fight.
- Are you okay?
- Oh, don't you dare act concerned.
- Kyle, come on, Kyle.
- What do you want?
- Laura, she's awake. - What?
- Yeah, the housekeeper, she is awake,
and she's remembering everything that happened.
- ♪
- Okay.
- Okay, so I need you to go and take care of it.
- ♪
- Yeah, I'll do that in the morning.
- No, nope, nope, nope,
I need you to do it right now, okay,
'cuz she's asking for Sam, and that's gonna be a problem.
- ♪
- Yeah, I'll do it as soon - Get him out of here.
[chuckling]
- You get out of here.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- ♪
- You know I love you, right?
- ♪
- And I don't give a damn.
- Kyle.
- He will leave when that bitch--
- Kyle. - --leaves your house.
Now leave, leave, leave!
- ♪
- Okay.
- ♪
- A little pep in your step.
- Just so you know,
you're not capable of loving anybody but me, Kyle.
Just me.
- ♪
- KYLE: Tell that to your wife.
- ♪
- I'm gonna go. - No, you're not.
- Kyle.
- Hey, no, hey, come on, I need you.
- Who was that?
- That's nobody, come on, come on back.
- No, no, I'm going home. - No, come on, Dale.
- I'm not. - Come on, come on, please?
- ♪
- No, I'm going home. - Look, hey.
- ♪
- I don't wanna be alone.
Please, please, please.
Come on, please?
I just--I gotta go out for just a second,
and I'll be right back.
- ♪
- Dale, please?
- ♪
- Okay.
- [phone buzzing]
- Hello?
- Did you think about what I said?
- Get off my phone.
- Look, Allan,
I know where the Secret Service keeps their weapons, okay?
- Would you stop talking about that, man?
That's your father.
- Yeah, yeah, it is my father,
and I think you should take him and my mother out.
- Okay, I'm hanging up, Jason.
- Allan, just listen to me right now, okay.
- Goodbye.
- ♪
- What are you doing here?
- So, what did they want?
- Nothing.
- Ellie?
- We're not talking about this, Allan.
- No, you're gonna talk to me.
- Allan.
- You at least owe me an explanation, don't you think?
- I don't owe you anything.
- ♪
- You can't be sleeping with him.
- Right. - You're in a ton of danger
dealing with this people. - No, you're danger, okay?
If you just listen to me, just leave, okay?
Never speak to me again, just leave this house,
and just--you have to go, okay?
- Why are you doing this? - ELLIE: Allan, please.
- Huh?
I love you, Ellie. - I don't love you, okay?
- You don't love me?
Is that what you just said?
Look at me. How can you even say that?
We were suppose to get married, remember that?
- Married! Married! I'm not your possession, okay?
- Ellie. - Just leave me alone, Allan.
- I can't.
- Just get your things and leave.
- Ellie, please? - I mean it, Allan.
- ♪
- Please, Ellie. Come on. - I mean it.
- ♪
- Hi. - Hello, Kyle, how are you?
- I should be--I should be asking you that.
- I'll be okay, but, uh, this is so hard.
- ♪
- Tell me.
- I saw Jean.
She was dead under the first son's bed.
- What?
- Yes, yes, I saw her, she was dead.
The son killed her, you have to do something.
- Yeah, yes, I will, okay?
- ♪
- What are you doing?
- I'm saying thank you.
- FEMALE NARRATOR: Next on, "The Oval"--
- I missed you. - I missed you.
- Today, we're going to talk about--
- We know why we're here. - Let the woman speak.
- VICTORIA: If you were so concerned about her speaking,
you wouldn't be staring at her breasts.
- DONALD: Come on, Diane,
you started a shit show around here, huh,
and you are the only one that can fix this.
- So, are you offering me my job back?
- I can't believe you thought
that I would be so blind with rage from that woman
that I wouldn't be able to see
that something was going on there.