- You can put that gun down. I'm not a threat to you. Yet.
- MALE: Previously on "The Oval."
- Boom. I don't miss.
- You know good and damn well
me and your wife have never done anything.
- You were home.
- You can sleep with me today and fire me tomorrow.
And what do I have to say about it?
I'm good for you and you know it.
- JASON: Wait until his wife finds out.
- Jason, go in the house.
- Get her out.
- Where is the money?
- You think I'm playing with you?
- [grunting]
- CULT MEMBER: Go, go.
- Ruth, where is she at?
- I'm taking you to her.
- Where?
- You'll see.
- She better be alright.
- You think I would hurt her?
- Yes, I think you would hurt her.
You took her.
- You are such a stupid man.
- Get the -- out of here.
- You still with Sharon?
Yeah, you are.
- Why the -- do you care anyway, huh?
- There are some people that want to meet you.
- Why?
- Look, you have caused us a lot of grief.
- How the hell did I cause you grief?
What did I do to you?
- You are such a hothead.
Just, just listen.
Okay?
You have caused us a lot of grief
by going online and talking to certain people
and running to the police.
- Give me my daughter.
- I would, but the Elders need to have a council first.
- What the hell are you talking about?
- Because of all of the attention
that you've given to us,
they need to be sure that you will not do anything else.
- I'm not gonna do anything. Alright? Damn.
Just give her to me and I'll leave y'all people alone.
- Well, you better tell 'em.
- Look, you have the money!
- And this means nothing to me.
- Why did you put that knife in there?
- They are trying to get you to stop.
- How the hell am I going to stop
looking for my daughter, huh?
Would you?
- Look, for your own good, when you talk to the Elders,
make sure you tell them that you will leave us alone.
- Just give me Callie back.
I won't have shit to do with y'all. Just give me back--
- You better be respectful.
- Just give me.
- You better be.
- Just give me my daughter.
- Your daughter, yeah.
I hear you.
I hear you, but I hope you heard me.
- MAN: Ladies and gentlemen, the President and First Lady.
- ♪ It 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 ♪♪
- [knock on door]
- Yeah, yeah.
Hi. - Hey.
- How are you?
- I'm good.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- Well.
- What?
- You just look stressed.
- Nah, nah, nah, I'm good.
What you got?
- Well, uh, it's, uh... it's here.
You want to listen to it?
- Nah, nah, nah, I just need to take it with me.
Thanks. - Alright.
Sam, what's going on?
- Nothing I can talk about.
- Well, can you at least tell me how deep I'm in this?
- Nah, you're not in this at all.
- The hell I'm not.
I just sent them on a wild goose chase.
- I appreciate that.
- So, then tell me how deep I'm in.
- Jake, I can't.
- Oh come on, man. Damn, Sam, it's me.
Hey, hey, hey, I just put my neck on the line for you.
Okay? Tell me something.
- Okay, um...
I don't even know how to process this right now,
but something is wrong,
- Oh, yeah, yeah, I, I figured that.
- What do you mean?
- The crime scene was perfect.
- I don't get you.
- It was so perfect, it had to be staged.
Okay?
Look man, there was too much evidence pointing at that kid.
I mean, it's open and shut.
- Yeah, I guess it would be.
- Uh-huh, so you better be damn well sure that they serious.
- And who is that?
- Whoever's responsible for this.
- You have a theory? - No, I don't.
- Oh, come on don't give me that bullshit, Jake.
- Why should I tell? I don't tell you nothing.
Look man, our crime scene was taken over, right?
By the DOJ.
- What? - Yeah.
- Not the FBI?
- No, that's why I'm telling you this is high up there.
- Okay.
- I don't know what the hell you're doing
but whatever you're doing, you better be careful.
- Yeah, I know that. - I mean it.
- I got it.
- You do know they coming back here.
- Yes. Thank you, Jake.
- So what do you want me to tell them
when they come back?
- Tell them that you made a mistake in the name.
It wasn't Smith. Tell them it was me.
- You? You? - Yes.
- Sam, are you sure about this? - Just lay it on me.
- Damn boy, I don't like this. I don't like this.
I don't, I don't like this.
- I got it. I do. I got it.
- Okay.
- Thanks.
- Yeah. No, no, wait, wait.
Now, you sure you don't want me to make a call?
I can, I can connect you. - Good night, Jake.
- Well, good night, then.
I don't like this.
- What have we got? - A cabin here by a lake.
- Any activity?
- Two men, two women going in and out.
- Pull it up closer.
- Do it.
- Who is it registered to?
- A Morton Nixon, but he died in 1999.
- Who's been maintaining it since?
- Nothing at that we can tell. He never looks up.
- Facial recognition? - Yes.
- Any internet?
- Never online.
Satellite phones that operate off of seperate satellites,
so we can't pinpoint where it's coming from,
but that is if it's him.
Here's a close-up.
- KYLE: And there were never any cars?
- No, sir.
- Is that the closest you can get?
- KYLE: That's them. - Sir?
- Terrorists.
They are planning an attack on American soil.
They've plotted to kill the President.
- Yes, sir. We can be on them in thirty minutes.
- No, no. No ground.
- Sir?
- Shoot from a drone.
- Sir, that would have to be authorized.
- Who do you think sent me, Captain?
- We will need confirmation.
- Come.
We'll talk to the Chief of Staff, and he'll get you
to the President.
- Yes, sir.
- [crickets chirping]
- You're still here?
- Yeah, I'm not leaving either.
- Okay, Allan.
- Why are you home so late?
- You don't get to ask me those questions anymore.
- Ah, okay.
So, you're -- him again? Hm?
- And what if I was, huh?
Is that what you want to hear?
- You know, I used to really admire you.
- Okay, well, now that you don't, that's really hurtful.
- Okay, go ahead, do your little sarcastic thing.
- Okay.
- You know, you're nothing to that man but sex, right?
- Yeah, you know what?
You've said that to me over and over.
But since you love telling me what to do so much,
why don't you tell me again?
- You are so disappointing to me, it's crazy.
- Kinda the way I used to feel
when I was done having sex with you.
- Wow.
Do you like hurting me?
Is that your new thing?
- No Allan, but if you weren't here, you wouldn't be hurt.
- Okay, well, where am I supposed to go?
- I don't know.
Go to a friend's house.
- Ellie, you know I don't know anyone around here. Okay?
- You're a big boy now.
It's not my problem.
- I came here for you.
- Don't do that shit.
We came here together.
- I got you that job. Remember that?
- You got me the interview, Allan.
I got the job.
- Okay, and what, hmm?
I get you the interview and this is how you repay me?
This is what you do to me?
- Well, whatever. - Huh?
- No, I'm not just gonna be your little trophy, okay?!
I'm going to be somebody, Allan.
And if I decide I want to sleep with him
on the way there, then fine, I'll do it.
- I don't even know who I'm talking to anymore.
Really.
- Yeah, that makes two of us.
- Look, why don't we just go back, Ellie?
- No. - We can be us again.
- I'm not going anywhere with you.
Go back to what?
There's nothing waiting there, Allan.
I'm staying here,
and I'm going to beat them at their own -- game.
And I'm gonna keep-- - What, screwing them, huh?
Ellie, is that your big game plan?
Do you know how many women he's --, Ellie?
You're just a number.
- I'm more than that, Allan.
Time to do what you said, right?
I'm gonna keep, uh, climbing.
- Look, why you doing this, huh?
- Allan, stop it.
You don't give a shit about me.
This isn't about me.
Nobody gives a shit about anybody anymore.
- No, that's not true, Ellie. Okay?
That's not true. I love you. And you know that.
- Well, that's too bad, Allan.
Because I love me, okay?
And for once in my life, Allan, I'm gonna put me first.
- Okay, so, what was I, hmm?
What was I this whole time?
- Convenient.
- You let him humiliate me.
- No, you let him humiliate you.
- Okay, Ellie, okay.
- Allan, if you want to stay here then fine,
but just know I'm going to do me, okay?
And that means him too.
- Okay, Hunter, okay.
- [crickets chirping]
- [knock at door]
- Come in.
Nope, I'm going home.
- What's the rush?
- Agent Flint.
- This is Captain Cornell Bronson.
- Hi.
- We found the cabin with the terrorist,
and we need authorization to do a drone strike.
- On American soil, you want to do a drone strike?
- That's what he said, sir, but there is no other choice.
You know how elusive this team can be,
and you know about the threat towards the President.
- Yes, yes, I do.
- So, we need authorization for them to proceed.
- Where is he?
- He's in the Residence. Shall I get him on the phone?
- No need. Come.
- The bodies were identified.
This story gets more and more bizarre,
and the police department is being very tight lipped,
but my sources tell me because she was an employee
of the White House, the Department of Justice
has taken over the investigation.
- I was watching that.
- You've seen it ten times.
- I just want to know what they're saying,
Hunter, I mean...
- I put the DOJ on it.
- You did that?
- Yeah.
- Why would you do that?
- He's my Attorney General.
- Who you just appointed.
- Well, I guess we're gonna see if he's loyal, huh?
- Hunter, this is just stupid. The DOJ?
- We don't have anybody in the FBI we can trust yet.
- Ah! I'm in a damn circus.
- Yes, yes, you are.
- No, you. You and your son are clowns.
- And you are the perfect dancing elephant.
- Well, I guess I'm going to have to get my hands dirty.
- Yeah, you do that.
You get your hands dirty.
Well, if this doesn't work, I'll have to get into it.
- You know what?
You're just such a whole bunch of hot air.
It's just...
- [knock at door]
- Who is it?
- DONALD: It's Donald, sir.
- Come on in.
- This should be good.
- Sorry to bother you, sir.
Ma'am.
- What is it?
Sir, we have eyes on an enemy target.
- In Afghanistan?
No sir, right here on American soil.
And we'd like to authorize a drone strike.
- A drone strike?
- Yes ma'am, a drone strike.
- Why?
- They are in the place as we speak, sir,
and we need all traces of everything there destroyed.
- And who is this?
Damn it Victoria, I'm the President.
- Bullshit.
You're a dumb country hick that I'm trying to help
keep this country from going to war.
- I'm dumb?
He just said it was on American soil.
- And you think nobody will see a drone coming from the sky?
- It's a very rural area, Mr. President.
No one around for miles.
- Do it.
- No, and, and this terrorist.
- Ma'am, trust me.
These people need to be destroyed.
They're in place right now, as we speak, sir,
and this needs to happen right now.
- Do it.
- Wait, no, no. Congress has to give the order.
- Ma'am, he has absolute power to make this decision.
- And this will finally take care of our problem?
- Absolutely, sir.
- Do it. - Yes, sir.
- You have the all clear.
- Yes, sir.
- Are you sure it's them?
- It's them.
- Are you still with this attitude?
- Yes, I am.
- Okay, fine, I'm going home.
- You do that.
- Okay, Dale, great job.
- Thank you.
- See you.
You see this guy?
That's a good hire right there.
- Yeah, I like him.
- How long before he opens the store, you think?
Before we can get him to just open up.
- I'd give him a couple of weeks.
- That long?
- What do you mean? That's fast.
- That's too long, Sharon.
- Are you in a hurry?
- Yes.
I want us to be able to wake up, stay in bed.
- Alright, come on, Kareem.
- I'm serious.
- You really want me to move in with you?
- I do.
- Well...
- Well, what else are you going to do?
- I'm just gonna end up going--
- Don't say you're gonna end up going back to his house.
Don't say that.
- No.
I was gonna say, I'm just going to end up
going back to my sister's.
- With all those kids?
Kareem, you do know I'm pregnant, right?
- I know that.
- And?
- And I love you.
I love you.
And I'll take care of it.
I'll handle it.
- Wow, wait 'til Michelle finds out about this.
- Oh my God. She's fine.
That's old news. I told you.
- Well, she always did think we were messing around anyway.
- Sharon, we broke up.
She's my ex for a reason.
It's really not a big deal.
- Mm-hmm, and she's also your baby mama,
and can make your life a living hell.
- I don't care.
- Okay, if you say so.
- I say so.
Well, uh, let's go.
- Wait, we gotta lock up first.
- Dale will lock up.
I already talked to him.
- Are you sure?
Sharon, turn off the lights, close the door,
we're out, he's got it.
- No, we can just finish.
- Sharon, your favorite Mexican spot closes
in 30 minutes. I already called.
The plan is set. Let's go.
- That does sound good.
- Okay, so, come on.
- Okay.
- Hey Dale. - DALE: Coming.
Yes, sir?
- You alright to close up?
- Yes, sir.
- Okay, I'm just going to lock up the safe in the back.
- Okay. - Okay.
- Hey. - Hi.
So, um, I know this is none of my business, but--
- Were you listening? - No.
- Mm-hmm.
- Maybe. Um, I like you two together.
- Thank you, uh, but we're not together, no.
- Looks that way to me.
- Time.
- You ready? - Yeah.
- Let's go.
- Are you sure you can-- - Sharon.
- Turn off the lights, lock the door
hit away on the alarm.
- Okay.
- I told you. Come on.
- Alright. - Bye.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
- Hey Dale, just, uh, text me when you leave.
Yeah, when you lock up.
- Okay. - Don't steal nothing.
- Okay. - SHARON: Really.
- [Kareem laughs]
- Thank you.
- Lock the door.
- I need to talk to you.
- Well, hello to you too.
- Have a seat.
- I don't want to sit, what is it?
- You may want to have a seat.
- What is it?
- We need to lay some ground rules
for how this is going to go.
- Excuse me? - Mmhmm.
- I will see who I want, when I want.
I will be discreet.
- You will?
- And I will sit with you.
- Okay.
- I will sleep with who I want to,
in this house.
- There is no way.
- Well, where would you like me to have sex, huh, Donald?
In hotel rooms?
What about cars?
You know what?
That raises the chances of people finding out your truth.
- Lilly, you must be batshit crazy
if you think that's gonna happen.
- I will tell you when you can come home.
Alright?
- Oh, you, you, you really thought this out, didn't you?
- Yes, I did.
- Then you should have thought there's no way in hell
that that's going to happen, Lilly. Okay?
No way in hell.
Oh, you bad now, huh? - LIILY: Oh, you will.
- Yeah? - LILLY: Mm-hmm.
- And why is that, hmm?
- Well, what choice do you have, huh?
- Oh, to be a grieving widower.
- Yeah, well, you go ahead and do that.
- Oh, that doesn't scare you anymore, huh?
Yeah, I see that.
- You should know that I got insurance.
- DONALD: And what does that mean?
- That you won't.
- Baby, trust me, I will do it myself.
- Go ahead, choke me.
- Look, at you.
Thought I was gonna hit you, huh?
No.
- [line trilling]
- Kyle.
- KYLE: Yeah?
- Where are you?
- I'm in my car.
- DONALD: I need you to come to my house.
- To do what?
- Oh, to take care of this, this problem.
- Are you sure?
- Come right now.
- KYLE: Okay, well, if I come there, Donald--
- This is funny.
You think you're ready to handle me, baby?
No.
- Do you know who Maggie Marshall is
at The Times?
- Yeah, I know Maggie.
- And Lester Eaton at The Post?
- Yeah, I'm fully aware of who they both are.
- Well, you should know that they each got keys
to a safety deposit box.
- Okay.
- And if anything happens to me,
they each get a number
and an address, to that box.
- Lilly, you are aware if they figure this out, then--
- And that's just two out of 38 reporters
who have keys with a note to just keep them.
- Ooh.
- If anything happens to me,
it's over for all of you.
- Look, at you. That's hot.
- LILLY: Yeah. - Yeah.
- You like it when I get manly, huh?
- I like that.
- Well, go ahead, call that bitch.
- Ah ha.
- [line trilling]
- KYLE: I'm on my way.
- Stand down.
- KYLE: What?
- Yeah, don't worry about it.
- KYLE: Donald, what the hell kind of games are you playing?
- Oh, I got this one.
- KYLE: Donald.
- Well...
You are...you're gonna take the guestroom
and I'm taking the master, and...
you're not to come in there
under any circumstances.
- Yes, ma'am.
So, I guess that means that I can have anybody here
that I want to as well, right?
- Yeah, I don't give a shit what you do.
- Okay.
- Yeah, as long as it's not Kyle.
- You sleep tight up there, Lilly.
Okay? - LILLY: You too, baby.
- [growls]
[clicks tongue]
- [door slams]
- -- .
- Cilla?
- Hey. - Hey.
- How are you?
- I'm good.
- Oh, you look good.
- You okay? - Yeah.
You know, I've just been so stressed lately,
and I realized I just-- I took you for granted.
- Nah, no, Priscilla.
- No, no, no. Let me help you with this.
Yeah, yeah, let's get you comfortable.
Come on, baby. This is what you wanted.
Just make love to me. Come on, come on.
- Uh, let me shower. Let me shower.
- No. No, no, no, no, no.
I want you just the way you are.
Come on.
This is what you've been wanting.
- Priscilla, um... - Come on.
- Wait, wait, wait.
- What? - No. No, no.
- Stop. I'm sorry, stop it.
I just want to shower.
- And I said no.
- Cilla. stop. No, stop. Okay?
Stop.
Let me, let me take, I'm just going to go take a shower.
Okay? Please?
Baby, I'm sorry. I haven't bathed all day.
- Okay.
[sighs]
Are you having second thoughts?
- Priscilla.
- What is it?
- What are you doing?
- Tell me what's wrong. Nothing.
What do you mean?
- You were mad as hell at me, and now?
- Oh! I know, baby.
But you know, I just realized, I realized how much I love you,
and that you would never really cheat on me.
I realized that if you said,
she started, but you stopped her
I would believe you, because I love you.
And we never ever lie to each other, right, Sam?
- No, no. - Right?
- No, we don't. - Right.
So, I know when I ask you this question,
you're going to tell me the truth.
- Yeah.
- Did you have sex with her today in the Yellow Room?
- Cilla.
- Did you have sex with her in the Yellow Room today?
- Cilla. - Answer me.
- Did Richard tell you that?
- Answer me.
Answer me.
- I can't answer that.
Look, baby.
- That's because it's true. - Baby, baby, baby.
- That's because it's true. - Priscilla, Priscilla, please?
- Sam.
- Baby, baby, I'm, I'm so sorry.
- You better get out of my mother -- house
and don't you ever come back here.
- Okay.
- Let me go, Sam.
Sam, let me. Sam, let me go.
- Priscilla, please. - Oh, no, don't please.
- Talk to me, baby. - Don't please me.
- Talk to me. - I'm talking to you now!
- Talk to me. Don't talk at me.
Talk to me. Talk to me, baby.
Talk to me. - Sam, get off of me.
Let me go!
- Okay, okay.
- You ruined us. - No, I'm sorry, baby.
- That's what you did. -- this is my --.
What the -- you think you doing?
Get out!
Get out and don't you ever come back here again.
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, baby.
- --!
You -- that bitch. Are you?
Oh my God. Oh my.
- Hey.
- What are you doing here?
- I wanted to see you.
- This is weird.
- I know. I'm kind of a weird guy.
- Well, I don't really like it, so--
- Yeah, you do.
- You are so arrogant.
- Am I?
- Yeah, you are.
- Well, what, you don't like arrogance?
- I think you should go home.
- And I think that you should come with me.
Come on. What, that raggedy shit won't even open?
- What did you do to my car?
- I didn't do a damn thing, Dale.
You have a shit car. Come on.
You don't think I look cute right now?
Come on.
- I'm not going home with you, okay?
What did you do to my car?
I'm just, I would just like to leave.
- I'm aware of that.
And I believe--I believe that you would like
to come home with me, Dale.
So...
- I'm not going anywhere with you, okay?
I don't want to go with you.
So, just move your damn car.
- No.
- This is a government car?
- Yes, it is.
- You want to explain to them how it got wrecked?
- I don't give a shit.
- Move it or I'll wreck it.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- That, I would love to see.
- Okay.
- You still can't get in your car.
Alright, tough guy.
- What the --, why won't my car start?
What did you do?
Kyle, I'm serious.
I'm not coming home with you.
- Okay, you know what?
That's pretty damn impressive that you won't leave with me
and you'd rather be in that piece of shit.
- It's about to get a whole lot more impressive
if you don't move.
- What are you gonna, what are you gonna do?
You're car won't start, Dale.
- What did you do to it?
- -- you.
You'll be back. Nobody turns me down.
- Shit.
- Richard!
Richard!
You told her?
- Told who?
What are you talking about? - You told her?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Damn it, man. You told Priscilla.
- No, I did not.
- Then how the hell did she know?
- She knows?
- Yes, damn it. 'Cause you told her.
- Sam, listen.
- How the hell does she know?
- You might want to take it down a notch.
- So, so, what, what, this is the kind of man that you are?
- No, no, don't do that, man.
- Don't do, don't do that. Don't do what?
You called and told her.
- Sam, all this yelling is not gonna go over well with me.
- Yeah, well, I don't give a damn.
- You might want to.
We was trained in the same unit.
Trained under the same person.
- Oh, and what does that mean?
- Look, I've had one hell of a day.
You need to get the hell out of my face
with this bullshit.
- Now, you know what?
You a real son of a bitch. You know that?
- Sam.
- How would you like it if I walked in there
and I told Nancy about Freda, huh?
- I wouldn't give a damn.
- You are...
- Why don't you just go the -- home?
- You did this shit!
- No, you were the one who was -- her, not me.
- So, what you gonna do, huh? - Just go home.
- You walking up on me? - Sam.
- Huh? This is what you doing?
- NEIGHBOR JODY: Oh Lord! Nancy!
I'm gonna call the police.
Is that Sam?
Why is he fighting Richard?
I need to just come down there and whip both of y'all's asses.
You better do something or I'm calling the police.
Nancy!
This is the kind of mess we can't stand in the neighborhood.
- [grunting]
- No! No! What are you doing? Stop that.
- Nancy, I'm gonna call the police.
- No, no.
- I'm gonna call 'em.
- It's alright.
- Is that, ain't that Sam?
Why is he fighting Richard?
- That's all you got, huh?
- Guys, please? It's alright, Ms. Jody.
- That's all you got? - Why he fighting Richard?
- Ms. Jody, please. Come on, guys.
- JODY: Y'all need to cut it out.
- Take yo' ass in the house! Damn!
- JODY: What the hell?
I can't believe you talked to me like that.
- Guys, what are you doing?
- Shit, as much as I do for you, that's a damn shame.
- Richard, come on. - No, don't touch me.
- Talking to me like I'm some kind of damn dog.
I'm calling the police.
- Come on in the house. - I said don't touch me.
- Get in the damn house. Sam, you go home.
Go home now.
- Give me my lawnmower,
my stock pot-- - Go home!
- JODY: I can't believe you talked to me like that.
- Richard.
- JODY: That's a damn shame.
- Richard, open the door.
- JODY: Bitch, can't get in there now.
I know he locked yo' ass out.
- Ms. Jody. - What?
- Please, be quiet. - Oh my goodness.
You need to listen to me, child.
- Richard.
- I want my lawnmower, my stock pot, my pinking shears
and my damn butter.
- What is going on?
Here.
Come on, let's get some ice.
- Don't touch me.
- Richard, you need some-- - I said don't touch me.
- Hey.
- What's up?
- I ran into, uh, that cult today.
- How'd you do that?
- On my walk.
- On your walk?
- Yeah.
- What happened?
- Well, they are not about love.
- What did you see?
- A lot of kids and guns.
And I had to take one of them down a little bit.
- And why in the hell would you have to do that?
- Well, they were trying to question me for being there, so.
- That is why I told you not to go there
in the first place. - I know.
- We don't need that type of attention
brought to us right now. - I know that.
- Damn, man. You don't listen.
- Look, it's fine, alright? They didn't come after me.
- Now we gotta worry about the damn cult people, too.
- No, we don't. I'm telling you it's okay.
- And what exactly makes it okay, huh?
Oh, and what's telling you? What, your instincts?
- Whoa. - Right?
- Whoa, what the hell is going on with you?
- Nothing, man.
- No, no, no, what is it?
- You should've never went down there.
That was stupid.
- Bobby, tell me what the hell happened?
Stop giving me this line of bullshit right now.
- He came home while we were having sex.
- And?
- And he just got upset and left.
- That's all he said?
- That's it.
- What'd she say?
- She didn't want to leave.
- Uh, what's that?
- She wanted to stay with him.
I know what you're thinking but I'm telling you.
- Yep, she's with them. - She's not with him.
- You can't see it because you're having sex with her.
- Max, it's not like that.
- Have you heard from Diane?
Whoa, have you?
- No.
- Do you see now? Do you see?
Alright, I'm out of here, man.
It's time to go.
- Man, I need your help.
- Look, we need to get out of here,
and get out of here right now. Alright?
- What are you doing, man?
- Come on, man. Let's go!
- I can't, alright? I can't.
- Alright, you can't. You know what?
Fine, then you stay here. Okay?
- Come on, man.
You don't have to... - Shhhh...
- Max, stop playing. - Shhhhh...
- I don't have time for the games.
- Shut the -- up. - What?
- [roaring sound]
What the -- ? - Go.
- How'd it go?
- It went great, sir.
- Casualties?
- I know you love me.
And I'm sorry.
- Are you done?
- I will kill you and live in prison happily.
You are looking at a man that's on edge.
- Where is she?
Callie.
- Last time someone made love to me so good
it was euphoric.
- I know it's bad.
Whatever it is, I just hope it works out.
- I don't think that it will.
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