- You don't scare me. - But your father does.
- BARRY: Previously on The Oval.
- Hunter, how the hell does she know my father?
- Eh, that bastard will be dead soon.
- Are you the mole? - I am whatever you think I am.
- All right, you're my only friend.
- We're not friends. - Are you serious right now?
- You wanna tell me why my laptop was pinged?
- Donald, what are you talkin' about?
- He says you're gonna be fine.
- How, I mean, I was shot?
- The bullets that were used were different.
- What's goin' on?
- Look, your little, short-ass aint gonna beat nobody up.
Just get the -- outta here.
Get the -- outta here man.
- Oh, you're a tough guy?
- Yeah, I'm a tough guy.
- Come on. - What are you doing?
- I gotta beat your ass.
- What the --?
Just get the hell outta here, man.
I'm not kidding. - Don't worry.
She told me not to mess up your face.
- You serious?
- Come on, I'm tired.
You're my third visit tonight.
- Yo man, look, just get the -- outta here, okay?
- Okay.
- You wanna do this? Huh?
- What are you gonna do with that?
- Take a step closer, I'll show you.
- See, this was supposed to be easy.
And now, you're makin' it hard.
- Get the hell outta here man, please.
- I can't do that.
Look man, if I wanted to kill you,
you woulda been dead.
That's not what she wants.
- Do you know what she's asked me to do?
- I don't care.
- She wants me to beat up my girlfriend, man.
- Well then, she must be a really bad person.
- Come on, come on, do, do you hear yourself right now?
- Look man, she just pays me
and I do what she asks me to do.
- Look man. - Come on.
I'm tired, I wanna go home.
This won't be too bad. - Come on.
- Unless you keep dragging it out.
- I'm not. - Come here.
Okay. - Look, look.
I'm not some bitch, all right.
Put the -- gun down, all right.
I'm not goin' down like that.
- Okay.
- MALE SINGER: Ladies and gentlemen.
The President and his First Lady.
♪ It feels like I'm running out of time ♪
♪ You gotta get yours, I've gotta get mine ♪
♪ I'm not really sure where we're headed to ♪
♪ I just hope that you make it when I do ♪♪
- ♪
- [phone vibrating]
- Yes?
- GRIP: I got someone that wants to talk to you.
- Hi.
- She said hi. - Hi.
- How was that ass-whoopin'?
- It hurts.
- Well, good thing he didn't touch your face.
- Ma'am. - No, no, no, no.
So, what are you gonna do?
- I can't, I can't do it.
- Well, he's gonna have to beat your ass some more.
- I can't. - Kick him.
- [grunts]
- So, what are you going to do?
- Ma'am,
why're you doin' this to me?
- Because if you do it, I won't have to.
- Ma'am, please.
- You're gonna take that bat that he's leaving there
and you're going to hit her with it.
- A bat? - You heard me.
- That will kill her.
Please ma'am.
- Don't tell me you love her.
- I do.
- What? God, you are so stupid.
- Ma'am. - Stop saying ma'am.
I suppose you can't taste my husband on her
when she comes home, hmm?
- I-I-I just can't.
- Tell me you'll do it.
- Please, ma'am. - Tell me now,
or I'll tell him to kick you again.
- No, no, no, no, fine.
Fine, I'll do it.
- Thank you, that's better.
- Yeah okay.
- And when will you do it?
- As, as soon as I- - No...
You'll do it tomorrow.
- Okay. - Okay.
And I want video proof.
- Video proof? - Or Grip will be back there
every chance he gets
to beat your ass.
- Yeah, okay. - What?
- Yes ma'am.
- And you can thank me.
I allowed him to keep your cute little face intact.
- Who were you talking to?
- What does it matter?
- Who was it?
- Go to sleep.
- I was asleep.
Now, I wanna know who you were talking to.
- Don't worry about it, okay?
- I'm not worried.
I just wanna know who it was.
- Just shut up and go to sleep.
- I'll find out.
- Hmm, you do that. - Mm-hmm.
- ♪
- Hey.
- Good morning.
- Go home.
- What, no, no, I'm gonna sit with you.
- I appreciate that, but go home.
- No.
- You don't have to stay with me.
- Dale, you have nobody else here.
- Yeah, but you've just been through a lot yourself, so go.
- Dale. - Please go.
You're makin' me feel bad now.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
- All right, well,
I'm gonna go to my sister's,
I'm gonna take a shower,
and I'll be right back.
- I'm fine. - I'll be right back.
- Are you worried about me or something?
- Yes, I am. - Sharon, it's...
- No, they shot you.
- Do you really think-- - And look you have--
- Do you really think this was deliberate?
- Yes, I do.
- Well then, I guess, I mean... - No and look,
you have no security here, no nobody.
- Okay, okay, you can come back.
But I'm sure I'm fine.
- I won't be long.
- Why are you going to your sister's?
- Mm, mm-mm, nah, we're not talking about that right now.
- What, tell me. What?
- Dale, look, you've just been shot,
so, let's just focus on you.
- I'm fine.
- Look at you, you can barely keep your eyes open.
- I'm telling you, I'm fine. - Mm-hmm.
All right, well, I'll be right back, okay?
- Okay. - Hey,
I'm glad you're gonna be okay.
- I'm a champion.
- Yes, you are.
- All right, let's see.
This one...
This one over there for Richard. There's Barry.
- Mom. - Yeah?
- You made me breakfast?
- Yeah.
- Why? - What?
- Uh, just, the way I've been treatin' you, Ma.
- Barry, when you love somebody,
you don't stop being good to 'em
just because you're mad at 'em.
- Hmm, that's maybe your generation.
- I don't care what generation it is,
love is love.
- Mom, I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
What's gotten into you?
- Nuthin', I was just
upstairs thinkin'.
- About?
- Callie. - Oh.
- Look I know you let them in here that night Ma, but um,
I'm sorry.
You were just tryin' to do the right thing so...
- Barry. - Hmm?
- You been smokin' weed?
- Yes.
- Shit. - Shit what?
- Don't talk to me when aint on that shit.
- Ah, it's just weed Ma. You know.
- I don't even wanna hear it.
- You know I get the munchies so...
- I ought not even let you eat.
- This food looks good.
- You're so silly.
This is gonna be good.
Hi.
- Hey Son.
- What's up Dad?
- You don't see me?
- BARRY: Mm-mm.
Hey, I'm not in the mood for it.
- Hey. - Hi.
- Thank you.
- I made you breakfast.
- And I have been working all night.
I just wanna go lay down.
- Okay, I-I'll keep it warm for you.
- Yeah. - Yeah?
The hell man, say thank you.
- What?
- Say thank you, --.
It's good food.
- Wha-what is wrong with you?
- Nuthin'.
- [Nancy laughing]
- Kid, you been smokin'?
- How do y'all know that?
How do y'all know when I do that?
- Because you get all love, peace and halos when you do.
Calling your daddy -- when you do it.
- I have, I should, I should give y'all some.
- If that stuff is gonna keep you calm,
you gonna need it all for yourself.
- You can say that again.
- All right, okay.
But I did leave some in y'all room.
Y'all should smoke it. - Boy.
- When y'all get a chance.
Especially you Mama, you need to chill.
- Boy, I got asthma, hush.
- You can get it in. - Just eat your food.
- Where y'all goin?
- Just eat.
- [Nancy whispers] Go get the weed.
- I need to talk to you.
- What the hell are you doin' here?
- Cilla.
- I had the locks changed. - Priscilla.
- You know, I could shoot you and get away with it.
- Is that what you wanna do?
- What do you want?
- I wanna talk to you about last night.
- I want you to get your ass up outta here.
- Cilla, how do you know Victoria's father?
- Sam. - Are you a part of
some department that I don't know about?
- Leave. - Okay, so you can't tell me?
You-you need to know that this,
feels like a real betrayal right here.
- I know you did not just use that word with me.
- Yes, I did. - After what you did with her?
- Man, after all these years?
- Sam, get yo ass outta here with that bullshit.
- You were holdin' secrets, Priscilla.
- Get outta here with that bullshit, Sam.
Betrayal, boy...
- So, you're part of some department
and didn't even tell me.
- Sam, have you told me everything there is to know
about your job? - Yes.
- You're a liar. - I have.
- Okay.
What about Lucas Jackson?
- Lucas Jackson?
- Hmm? - What do you know about that?
- Just that you didn't tell me everything about it.
- Oh, so you are part of some department,
which one is it? - Go.
- CIA, FBI?
- I'm a chef, at the White House, honey.
I don't know what you're talking about.
- Cilla... - I have nothing else to say.
- Is this why you went to Martin?
- Okay, I see you won't stop talking, so,
I'm just gonna leave. - No, no, no, no, no,
where're you going?
- I'm going to work.
Where else would I be going, honey?
- Cilla. - Sam, don't you dare touch me.
You don't have the right.
- ♪
- Can I help you with that?
- No.
- Richard. - Look...
I'm just tired.
- Okay.
- ♪
- [lighter flicks]
- Nancy, what are you doing?
- Smokin'. - Nancy, you don't smoke.
- I know.
- You've got asthma.
- Well, you better help me with this
or I'm gonna be high by myself.
- Oh God, Nancy.
Wi-will you stop it?
- Here.
- Whoa, whoa, are you-are you really doin' this?
- Yes, here. - No, no, I-I- [sighs]
Look, I get tested at work.
- No, you don't. - Yes, I do.
- When was the last time?
- '96. - Right.
- Nancy, you keep that. I'm not smokin' that.
- Here, come on.
- Wi-will you sto-no I'm not.
- Come on, I wanna be chill.
Like Barry.
- No, I'm not smokin' that. - Okay.
- I'm gonna be high, all by myself.
- Nancy.
You know what...
Gimme that. - [Nancy chuckles]
- [Richard coughing]
- You see. - Damn.
- Yep.
- Why ain't you coughin'?
- Well, cause I-
- Wait a minute.
Y-you been smokin' this?
- I mean, since you been actin' an ass.
- Oh man, Nancy.
You're the one th-th-that stepped out
and kept it secret fro- - Oh, no, okay, not this again.
- Yes, this again. - Let's smoke some more.
Smoke some more. - Nancy, will you just,
just stop it. - Go, Richard.
- Just stop it, now here. - Yeah well, give it to me.
- You know, let me find out. - That's good.
- If you've been faking this asthma.
- You know I'm not faking.
- Yeah, well, it don't look like it,
you have it at all to me.
- You know I know how to hold it in.
- Are we still talkin' about the smoke?
- You bein' nasty?
- Uh, no. No.
- Yes, you are. - No, no, no I'm not.
- Yes, you are.
Come here.
- I don't want, I don't want to. - Come here.
- Nancy, I don't, I don't want- - It's been too long.
- Nancy.
Nancy, no, I don't wanna do this.
- Yes, you do.
- Nancy, I don't want to do this.
- You want me.
You miss me.
You do.
- ♪
Yes, baby. - Okay.
- You miss me?
- [Richard and Nancy moaning]
- Hey if y'all aint gonna-oh.
Oh, shit no.
- You gonna learn to knock.
- BARRY: Don't do that!
- Oh yes, baby.
- BARRY: You're too old!
- Shh...
- What are you-
- Hi. - You need to leave.
- Well, I wanted to see if you were okay.
- I don't wanna talk to you.
- What did I do?
- Who did this to me?
- I don't know what you're talkin' about, Dale.
- Yeah, you do. You're responsible for this.
- I am not.
- Then who is?
- Dale. - No, tell me.
- Look, I just came by here to see if you were okay.
- Why'd you go to the pharmacy?
You knew this had happened?
- No, I didn't.
- Yeah, you did. You're such a liar.
- Dale.
- I can-no, can you just get away from me, please?
- Come on.
Now you think that I had anything to do with this?
- Since I met you, crazy shit has been happening.
- And you- - So yeah,
please leave me alone. - You're gonna blame that on me?
- Look, can you just go?
- I wanted to see if you were okay.
- I'm fine, no thanks to you.
- Are you serious? Come on Dale, do you think that-
- Look I don't wanna talk to you anymore,
I'm, I'm, seriously, I'm done.
- Well, okay.
- Bye.
- Look, you know, when you...
When you get outta here, you can um,
you can come stay with me.
- Why are you still here?
- Okay.
Dale, I...
I think I know who did this.
- What?
- I promise you that I am going to get to the bottom of it.
- You are so full of shit, get out!
- Okay, hey, no need to be hostile.
- Then go!
- Okay.
- Bye.
- ♪
- Good morning.
- Is it? - Now, why wouldn't it be?
- Well, you came in accusing me last night.
- Of what you did. - And what did I do?
- Come on, Lilly.
I know you were in my office, last night.
- Donald. - No, no, no, no,
you were the one to tell me.
- Shouldn't you be going to work?
- What are you up to in that pretty little head of yours?
- I'm not up to anything, my Creole darling.
- Heh, you sure?
- Just designing dresses.
- I see.
- And if that's a threat to you,
I don't know what to tell you.
Unless... - Unless what?
- Well, unless you'd like to wear one of my designs.
- Nah, no, not my style at all, baby.
- You sure? - Positive.
- Well, maybe Kyle would like to.
- Don't.
- Okay, I won't.
- Good.
- So, you're goin to work right?
- You ready to have me leave so fast?
- No, not at all...
But the sooner we're away from each other,
the better I'd feel.
- You amuse me, you do.
You know, you are, you are really, really happy
to be married to me. You kinda get me?
- You think so? - Oh, I know so.
You love me, woman.
- Mm-hmm, all right, darling.
- All right.
Well, I'm gonna go, but,
if you go into my office, I'll know.
- Okay. - I mean, you can but,
you're not gonna find anything in there.
- Okay.
- And if you're looking for confidential information,
you might wanna rethink that.
- Well, I don't know how many times I have to say it, Donald.
But, oh, kay.
- Okay.
Well, you have a good day.
- I will, as soon as you're gone.
- Heh, there you go.
So what do you have planned for the day, huh?
- I'm gonna go screw
a big, black,
heterosexual man.
- Ooh, that sounds fun.
- But, I'm sorry darlin'.
He won't be into you.
- You sure about that?
- Yeah, I am.
- Suit yourself, but you know,
you always like to find out the hard way, right?
- Mm, the hard way.
Just the way I like it.
- [door closes]
- [door opens]
- Hey.
- Hey, man.
- Rough night?
- No, no, no, uh, just movin' slow.
- Oh, okay.
I have instructions to escort you
up to the residence.
- Wait, what?
- The first lady would like to see you.
- Wait, wait, what? - Yeah, come on.
- All right, you know, let me um, I'ma run my bag
over to the office quick, all right?
- No, she wants to see you now.
- Okay.
- Okay, come on.
- Bobby? - Yeah.
- I'm gonna go to my studio.
- Okay. - So, if you need anything...
- I'm good, thank you.
- And you're gonna stay here, right?
- Yes, if he leaves, I need to know who's on him.
- What do you mean?
- Some guys are just not as good as others, Lilly.
- Okay.
So, you're gonna stay here, right?
- Yes. - Okay.
- I heard him.
- What? - In the dining room.
I heard him. - You did?
- Well, you believe him?
- Bobby. - Do you? Just tell me.
- You know, I really don't know what to believe right now.
- He's playin' mind games with you Lilly.
- Well, I hope so.
- I don't know how else to get you to believe me.
- Well, I want to.
- Time will tell.
- Yeah, you're right.
Okay, well, I'm gonna go.
- I wanna make love to you.
- Bobby.
- Can you be a little late?
- I got five minutes.
- You can.
- Bobby. - Come here.
- I don't think this is the best thing
to be doin' right now.
- Yeah, it is.
- [Lilly and Bobby moaning]
- Lilly.
- Ma'am. - Hi.
- How are you today?
- I'm really good.
I had some ribs earlier.
- That's good.
- Speaking of ribs.
I see you brought my friend. - Yes, ma'am.
- Thank you.
- Ma'am, should I wait?
- No, no, that won't be necessary.
We, we shouldn't be long. - Okay.
- How are you?
- Oh, I'm fine, ma'am.
- Did you sleep well?
- You know, I can't say that I did sleep well.
- Come on, Allan.
You're a man, you can't take a little ass-whoopin'?
- Ma'am. - Cut the ma'am shit.
Did you do what I asked you to do?
- No, I did not. - Ooh, that's too bad.
Why didn't you? - She didn't come home, ma'am.
- Hmm, are you lying to me Allan?
- I'm not lying to you, okay? I'm telling you the truth.
- Okay, then where was she?
- I don't know, she's mad at me.
Um, I wish I could tell you
but she's not telling me anything.
- So, you're a weak-ass man who can't control a girl.
- I'm sorry.
- Yeah, well, he'll be back tonight.
- No please. - And every night,
until you do what I told you to do.
- I'm begging you, okay, please.
I-I-I don't know why you're doing this to me.
- To you? - To me.
- [Victoria laughs]
- Honey, I am helping you.
- You're helping me? How are you helping me?
- She is -- my husband.
And I'm not breaking another nail on that bitch.
You handle it.
- Ma'am. - Or,
have your ass beat every night until you do.
- Okay, look, this is wrong. - How so?
You're the first lady.
Y-you can't be condoning domestic violence.
- No, I don't.
In public.
- Okay, well, what do you call this?
- In private.
It's you doing what I asked you to do.
- Yeah, yep, yep.
I know what you're askin' me to do.
And it's me, a man, beating a woman.
- Who is a slut that needs her ass beat.
- Okay, look.
I see there is no talking to you.
- Are you getting smart with me?
- Please just hear me out, okay?
I'm sorry, I can't do it, I can't hit Ellie.
I won't do it.
- Well, then you better invest in some boxing gloves.
- Look, ma'am, if you send that man
back to my house, I swear to God,
I'm gonna kill him.
- Look at you being all hard and shit.
That's cute.
- I'm tellin' you now.
- Okay, you love her that much.
- Yeah, I do. And I love me that much.
I'm not gonna do it, okay?
I don't know how many times I have to tell you, please.
- Okay, okay, fine.
- Fine, I should get going.
- I haven't dismissed you.
- Can I go now?
- You may go.
- Thanks. Thanks.
- Have a good day.
[giggles]
- Where the hell is he?
- Good morning, Donald.
- Good morning, sir.
- You see the news this morning?
- Yes sir, I did.
- All those well wishes and concern for me.
- Yes, sir.
- I think the people really do love me, Donald.
- Yes, sir.
- If they only knew.
- Knew what, sir?
- I don't give a shit.
- You don't care, sir?
- No, but do you know what I do care about, Donald?
- What's that, sir?
- Do you know what I did not see on the news last night?
- What is that, sir?
- I did not see the announcement
that Victoria's father was dead.
- Well, sir, it's,
it's a little complicated. - I told you to do that.
- I don't think we can do that, sir.
- Why not?
- Because I don't think that it's wise.
- Donald. - Yes?
- He's 80 years old.
He's gonna die anyway.
- Exactly sir, which is why I just think it's wise
that we wait it out, hmm?
- What are we waiting for?
For him to take another shot at me?
- Sir, I just wanna make sure that the man that we're after
was actually sent by your father-in-law, hm?
- Donald, I told you to do it last night.
- And I didn't.
- Tell me why that is, Donald.
- I wanted to wait for you to calm down.
So that you could rethink this, sir.
Because he is, mm.
Sir, he is a very powerful man. When he is gone,
hear me out, you won't have any protection in this White House.
- So, Victoria got to you too.
- No, no sir, she didn't.
But you know what? She's right.
- Y-you know what?
That son of a bitch tried to kill
the President of the United States
and nobody seems to care.
- N-now sir, that's not true.
- Where's the gunman?
- We thought we had him, sir, but he got away.
- He got away? - Sir.
- Donald, what is this bullshit?
- It is fine, trust me. Okay?
- It is not fine.
I-I want him hunted down, right now.
- Sir, as soon as we have him captured,
trust me, he is all yours.
- Yeah, he is all mine.
And you know what's gonna happen?
I'm gonna question him,
and I'm gonna get him to tell me who hired him.
And it's gonna be Victoria's father and then,
then, maybe you'll let me kill him.
- Well sir, let's just be sure that the guy that we're after
was actually sent by her father. How about that?
- Donald, who else would it be?
- I'm not sure, sir.
But I will definitely find out for you.
- You have one hour.
- Sir, it's gonna take a lot longer than that.
- Then what good are you?
- I'm sorry?
- One hour, Donald.
- Yes, sir.
- And tell Ellie to come see me.
- Oh, she's not in yet, sir.
- Where is she?
- She's home, resting.
Yeah, she should be in around noon, hm?
- Great, when she comes in
send her straight here.
- Yes, sir.
- That'll be all Donald.
- Yes, sir.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Look, wanna grab some lunch later?
- Yeah, okay.
- All right, cool.
- You good?
- Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.
- You don't look like you're good.
- Um, well, I uh, I just...
- What is it?
- Look, I need a favor.
- What's that?
- I need a gun, Alonzo.
- What do you need a gun for?
- Protection.
- From what? - Okay, look,
don't Secret Service me right now, okay, please.
- I'm not doin' that,
I just wanna know what's goin' on.
- I just told you, Alonzo. Okay, I need it for protection.
- Well, you have to go through the proper channels.
- Yeah, yes, yes, I know.
- Okay, I can hook you up with my guy.
He sells them.
- Okay, thank you.
Now look, what are you doin' later on?
- Working. - After work.
- I was gonna go see my daughter.
- All right, look, can you come by my place?
- What's happening?
- I just want you to show me how to use yours
before I get my own.
- Okay, okay.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Hit me up when you're leaving. - Yeah, all right.
Appreciate it.
- Blakely?
Blakely?
Are you kidding me?
- [phone vibrating]
- Yeah?
- She left.
- Who? - Who else?
- What line are you calling me on?
- The motel line. - Why?
- Because we still haven't heard from Martin.
So, you need to get rid of this line.
- Well, I triple encrypted it, so, I'm not concerned.
- You're not concerned that you haven't heard from him?
- No, I'm not.
- Where are you right now?
- I'm still in the nest.
- And if you're not concerned, tell me why.
- You sound strange.
- How's that?
- What's goin' on, Max?
- Nothing, I'm good.
- Nothing, nothing, so, you miss her that much?
- Bobby, don't start with me right now.
- What?
- [door breaking]
- Don't move.
- All right. - Don't move.
- All right, all right, you got me.
- On the ground. - Okay.
Okay, okay.
- [handcuffs clicking]
- We got him.
- Who are you with? - We'll bring him to you.
- Hey, hey, hey, who are you with?
Who are you with?
- Who is this?
- Who, who are you guys with?
- What the hell?
- SHARON: Next, on The Oval.
- Where the hell are they taking you?
- You're not answering my calls.
I don't like it when you don't answer my calls.
- I need to talk to Sam. - What's goin' on?
- Nothin', I just remembered somethin'.
- I told you, I want her gone.
- She knows too much. We gotta keep her close.
- Kareem is outside waitin' for me.
- You brought him here?
- You're cute.
Maybe I should -- you before I let them hurt you too bad.
- What do you want? - Hey.
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