That will kill her!
- And you're going to hit her with it.
- MALE Previously on "The Oval"--
Can I help you with that?
- I wanted to see if you're okay.
- I don't want to talk to you.
- I think I know who did this.
- So you're part of some department
and didn't even tell me?
- Sam-- - Which one is it?
- Go-- - CIA, FBI?
- I need a gun, Alonzo. - What do you need a gun for?
Protection.
Don't move!
- VOICE ON Who are you with?
What the hell?
- Where the hell are they taking you?
I knew that would happen.
Way smarter than that.
- Who's there? I know you can hear me.
I can hear you breathing.
- Taking him to the White House.
What the hell?
- Ladies and gentlemen, the president and first lady.
- MALE
- Kyle. - Yes?
- Is that all the love I get?
What is it?
Oh, he is mad.
I am pretty busy, Donald.
- Okay, well I need you to take your busy self
up to the residence and keep an eye on Jason.
- What? - Yes.
- What are you talking about?
- Just do what I'm telling you to do.
- Why are you telling me to do it?
- Agent Flint, are you disobeying my command?
- I just want to know why, Donald.
- Because I told you to do it,
and that's all the reason you need.
- Ah, okay, I see. So, you're mad at me,
so you put me on that creepy kid, huh?
No, no smart ass.
Actually, the doctor that I hired called this morning
and said that she spoke to him
and he's having a manic episode,
is that enough for you?
Well then get her here!
- Just do what the hell I'm telling you to do, Kyle.
- Yes, sir, is that all?
- Yes. Yes, that's all.
Yes, sir.
- Kyle? - Sir?
- You know, I don't know if I like this attitude.
Sir, let's just do our jobs.
I got a job for you.
Sir, that is inappropriate.
- Oh, so now we're being all professional, huh?
- That's what you just said that you would like to do.
Yeah, yeah, I guess it is.
- Well then, if you don't mind...
I need to go to the residence.
- Yeah. Yeah, you do that. Hm?
- Yes, sir. - Thank you.
This little bitch.
Hey, Bobby.
Yeah?
- I been called to the White House.
Okay, be careful.
Okay.
Wait.
What?
You going now?
Yeah.
- Okay, what car are you driving?
Mine.
Okay.
I have to ask you something.
What?
- This could blow it all apart.
What is it, Bobby?
- I need to get into the White House.
What?
I think they have Max there.
Look, I have a tracker in his shoe,
I'll know exactly where he is within two feet.
- Okay, and how will you do that?
- You design for her. Your assistants,
they're on the list, right?
- Okay, no, there is no way in hell that's gonna work.
- Your husband can authorize visitors.
I can give you an alias,
you can give it to his assistant,
he can clear me.
You sure?
- If I don't get in there, they'll kill him.
- Okay, and if you get in, how are you gonna get him out?
- I don't know, one thing at a time.
- Alright, Bobby, I do not like this at all--
- Look, if they break him, we can lose everything.
- What if they have him in a secure spot?
They don't.
This part of the White House isn't secure.
- Alright, what if they move him?
- Lilly, I just need you to get me--
- Okay, why don't you let me see if I can get to him first, okay?
- No, no, no, no, that is too dangerous.
- Okay, and you going up in there isn't?
Look, I can't let you do it.
Alright? Call him.
- Let me talk to Sam first, alright?
- Maybe that will work-- - No, no, no, no,
call him, tell him my name is Byron Charles.
Give him this social.
Here.
Tell him I'll be delivering some packages
to the residents for you.
Call him.
- I'm doing this for Max, okay?
Hello? Hi, Allan, yes, hi.
Look, I need to put someone on the White House list.
Yeah, they'll need clearance for the main level.
Mm-hmm. Oh, his name is Byron Charles.
Okay.
Uh-huh. 24983657, yes.
Alright, thank you, Allan.
Don't -- me over on this one.
Can I have my card back?
After you get Max.
Love that girl.
Why are you standing there?
Come, come, come, come here, come here.
Why are you standing there?
- I was-- - You were what?
- I was asked by the chief of staff
to keep an eye on your son, ma'am.
- Why? - I'm not sure, ma'am.
- No. You know why.
And why's that?
- Because that little bastard is crazy.
Well, ma'am...
What? You disagree?
I have no judgements, ma'am.
Oh, I see.
So he kills people and you don't judge him?
No, ma'am.
- So you open a trunk, and see a dead girl in there,
and you don't judge him?
No, ma'am.
Just get rid of the body, huh?
I'm here to serve, ma'am.
- Yes, yes, you are. And to serve Donald.
That too, ma'am.
- You do know that Hunter will never sleep with you.
- Well, that's good to know, ma'am.
So you can stop trying.
- I'm not trying, ma'am.
Honey, if he batted his eyes at you,
you'd be all over him.
- Ma'am, is there something that I can help you with?
Are you trying to dismiss me?
- No. No, ma'am, absolutely not.
- Yes. There is something you can do for me.
And what is it?
- Tell me why you're standing there.
- Ma'am, I am telling you I am not sure.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it, I get it.
Hunter's downstairs after that whore,
and he wants to make sure that Jason is locked in his room.
- I don't know what you mean, ma'am.
- Yeah, yup, yup. He will decapitate a bitch.
- Again, ma'am--
He's just protecting her.
He doesn't give a damn that that little serial killer
is close to me.
It's all about that whore downstairs.
So they sent you up here for her?
- No ma'am, I'm here to keep an eye on your son.
- So my husband can -- the press secretary.
- I know nothing about that, ma'am.
You should.
You had that other bitch in the bed in here.
You know the one that lost her head.
You were outside of this door, and didn't tell him
that we had come back.
- I wasn't aware that you were back, ma'am.
- What kind of Secret Service are you
that you're not aware?
- Ma'am, Max was on duty down at the command--
Oh Max, Max.
Now there's a real man.
- Excuse me?
You, doubt it?
No ma'am.
- Because if he wasn't, he wouldn't be alive.
Your bitch ass could have killed him,
but yet you didn't.
Try to learn how to be deadly, girl.
- Try to learn how to walk in those shoes, girl.
Hello.
Why hello.
You're not answering my calls.
- I've been doing press calls and...
- I don't like it when you don't answer my calls.
- Hunter, I've been here all night. All night.
- Sounds like you need a break, why don't you come see me?
- Hunter, look at me. - I am looking at you.
It's over.
What?
Yeah.
We're not over.
It's over.
Why do you think we're over?
I'm telling you, okay?
Just...we're done.
No way.
Yes, we are.
Why you think that?
- Have you seen the press, social media?
Nobody's talking about your assassination attempt,
because everyone's too busy calling me your "little whore."
Well, you kind of are.
Oh, you think it's funny?
Kind of funny.
Okay. Wow.
I really--I really thought you'd better than this,
considering you were almost killed.
- Oh, don't worry, I'm gonna find the guy
responsible for this and they're gonna be sorry.
- Okay. - Yeah.
You should focus on that.
- Come on, don't pretend you're not glad I'm okay.
I'm glad you're okay.
- Well then come see me-- - Hunter, I'm serious.
No, come on.
- You need to go back to the Oval.
- I'm gonna go back to the Oval,
just come with me.
- You need to go back to the Oval.
- Oh, look at you being very demanding.
- I'm sorry. Go. - Come on.
Yes, dear, go.
What in the hell?
What are you doing here?
- I was, um--I was training--
Trying to cause more trouble?
- No, no, what do you want?
- I want to speak with our friend.
- No, that's-- that's not happening,
you're not talking to her.
- Well apparently she's not talking to you, either.
- Why don't you just go back to the residence?
- It's not happening. - Why not?
- Not as long as you're down here.
- Okay, okay, fine. Let's go.
Thank you.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, now come on.
- I told you I want to talk to her.
- No, no, no, I'm not leaving you down here alone with her.
- Why not? - Just, come on, Victoria.
- Let's go. - Fine.
- These people are crazy.
Oh my god.
- You can't ever say anything about me and Sharon.
- You know why I say something about you and Sharon?
Why?
This is my house.
- Okay, you got it. I need to talk to Dad.
- He's sleep. - Why are you smiling like that?
- What? - Ew, Ma. That is nasty!
- That is nasty! - Boy, grow up!
- Oh my god, when is he gonna be up?
I need to talk to him.
- I don't know, he might be out all night after that.
- Ma, do you know how inappropriate this is?
- Boy, shut up. How you think you got here?
- I don't wanna think about it.
And what is it anyway?
- I need to talk to Sam. - What's going on?
- Nothing, I just remembered something.
- Okay, well call him, let your Daddy sleep.
- Okay, I will. - Thank you.
Where you goin'?
- I'm going to warm up his breakfast.
- You're gonna wash your hands first, right?
- Boy, don't be trying to use my words on me.
- Shut up! - Learned from the best.
I'm just saying.
Old people sex. Uh!
What the hell do you want?
So you put Kyle on him?
What are you talking about?
- You had Kyle keeping an eye on Jason
while you were downstairs after that girl.
Oh, will you give it a rest?
- So you don't want your son to kill this one?
- Uh, no, but I'm sure you do.
I do.
- What kind of mother are you?
- Are you really telling me that you think
you're father of the year?
- I am what I am, darling.
Yeah, well if Kyle was standing
outside of the door and he didn't know your son
had cut that girl's damn head off,
how then will he keep an eye on him now?
Victoria, he's Secret Service,
who else is gonna do it? He's got it handled.
- Okay, he's got it. - Yeah.
- But what he doesn't have is the ability
to keep your shit a secret.
What do you want?
- I told you, I want her gone.
- And I told you, we're not talking about that.
- Okay. Well I'll get rid of her.
You couldn't if you tried.
Why would you think that?
- And by the way, she knows too much,
gotta keep her close.
- Well, Hunter, she could die.
- You--you're gonna kill her?
You don't think that would look suspicious?
Did my mother's death?
- So now you're gonna crash a plane?
If that's what it takes.
- You know what? You--you pretend
to have all this power,
but you really-- you don't have any.
Okay, alright Hunter.
- But, hey, if you really want to kill someone,
how about you start with your father?
Because I am sick of this shit.
- Hunter, be careful what you wish for.
I'm wishing.
- Okay. Whatever.
Where are you going?
- I told you, I want to talk to her.
- And I told you you're not talking to her.
- You better stop me, you better stop me.
- Listen, don't you go near her.
Yes, dear.
- Sharon? - It's me.
- Hey. - Hey.
What's up?
- I'm just gonna get the rest of my things.
- Come on, Sharon.
To get the rest of your things, huh?
- Come here. - What's up?
- Barry, if you're high. - I'm not high.
- Then why you looking at me like that, why you smiling?
- 'Cause, I'm just, you know, tired of all the drama.
- Yeah, so am I, can I get my stuff now?
- Yes, all your stuff is right here.
- Well damn, you just threw them in this box?
Yes.
- You're such an asshole. - Yeah, you told me.
- Alright, well look, I'm about to--
- Hey, I miss you. - Stop.
- I miss you. - Barry, what are you--
- You know you miss me, you know you miss me.
Oh my god.
Look, I've just been in an accident,
my body is sore, stop squeezing me,
don't got energy or strength to deal with you right now.
- Trust me, I'm not trying to fight
with you right now either.
- Okay? - Okay.
- Then let me go. - Come on, Sharon,
- you know you miss me. - Oh my God. Let me go.
- Why you being like this right now?
- You're horny. - I know.
- And you get that way when you smoke that shit, so no.
Come on, Sharon.
- Do you not care about what I've been through?
- Of course I care about what you've been through,
and I miss you.
- Hm, well go on and miss me, throw my shit in a box.
- I was mad. - Well stay mad.
Alright, well I'ma go, Kareem's outside
waiting for me, can you move?
- What'd you say? - Kareem.
He's outside waiting for me, so can you move?
- You brought him here? - Yes.
- Why the hell would you do something like that?
- 'Cause I thought it'd make you mad.
- You know what, Sharon? Take your stuff.
- Okay. - Yeah, okay,
- go ahead then. - Thank you, I will.
Yeah, you're very welcome.
You know what? Never mind.
He shouldn't have brought his ass out here.
- Barry! - No.
- Stop being a child. Barry!
He's not out here.
I know.
- Why would you lie? - Bye.
Who's car is that?
- It's my sister's, but that's none of your business.
- Sharon, what-- - Bye!
Blew my high.
What do you want?
Hey.
- You remember me? - Yes.
- Ah geez, I thought you would.
What do you want?
- No, I just came to check on you, you know?
How are you?
- Not good, I was shot.
- But you lived, right? Yeah.
- Please leave. - No.
- Please. - No, no, no, not yet.
Why?
Have you seen Kyle?
No.
- You sure? - Yeah, I haven't.
And you won't again?
- Is that what this is about?
- What? You mean you getting shot?
Let me see. It's cool dude, just...
Yeah.
- Yeah, yeah, that's what this is about.
- Why? - Because you are disrespectful,
you're cute, man,
but you are disrespectful.
Hmm?
I'm sorry.
- You know that guy that shot you with the cute face
and the nice, uh--
you're not into that kind of thing?
Okay, yeah, well, he'll be back.
- No, please-- - If, if, if--
- What? - If--
- What? - You go near Kyle again.
- I won't. - Yeah, you sure?
Yes.
- You know, if I wanted you dead,
you'd be dead, right?
Yes.
I mean, that was pretty scary.
Huh? Yeah, I know it was.
But you know what? Hey, I let you live. Hm?
I mean, Dale, you could say "I'm sorry," now.
I'm sorry.
- Man, were you raised by wolves or something?
You can say "thank you."
- Thank you. - For what?
What? What? What? Huh? Huh?
- For letting me live. - That's right!
I let you live! And do you know why? Hm?
- Why? - Because when you get
all healed up, you're gonna want to go
- and see him again. - No.
- Yes, you will. - No, I won't.
Yes, yes, yes, you will,
stop it, yes you will. But you see, I want you
to remember this little lesson with the half shell
that missed all your little cute, bloody organs.
Next time, not so lucky.
Alright. I know you need to rest up,
you take care, okay? Alright.
That's right. Yeah. Ooh!
What's wrong?
Nothing.
You've been acting strange.
- You gonna come by my place?
I told you, yes.
- Okay. As soon as you can. - As soon as I can.
Thanks.
- Why you acting so strange?
- Okay, I just-- - Are you acting strange?
- First lady. - No, no, don't get up.
Ma'am, I have to go.
- You do that. - Yes, ma'am.
- And close the door. - Yes, ma'am.
- Well, this looks good. She cook for you?
No.
- Damn, the bitch don't even cook?
- I should be heading back to work.
Yes, you should.
Working on beating her ass.
- Okay, ma'am, we've been through this.
Yes, yes we have.
- If you send someone back to my house--
- Oh, what are you gonna do?
- Do you think I'm scared of you?
Are you?
- No. I'm not scared of you or your husband.
Mm.
Well, he's right there in the Oval.
Why don't you go beat his ass?
- Oh, I would love to, ma'am, really,
I would really enjoy that, but you and I both know
- that that can't happen. - And why not?
- Do you see all the Secret Service around here?
- If they weren't, would you do it?
- Of course not, ma'am, no, I would never
put my hands on the president of the United States.
- Come on, honey, you're not being recorded.
- I should get going. - You're cute.
- Ma'am-- - Maybe I should -- you
before I let them hurt you too bad.
Ma'am, please.
- Oh. Wait, is--is that it?
Oh honey, no wonder she's not satisfied.
You and Hunter are from the same family.
That's not good.
- Ma'am, I got-- I have to go, okay?
Oh, are you embarrassed?
- Ma'am, please, I have to go, okay?
You do that.
- And, ma'am, just so you know, some men are growers.
- You are embarrassed. Show me!
Show me, honey!
- Good morning. - Hey.
How are you?
- I'm good. - Good.
You look rested.
- You know, I feel great, thank you.
Okay. Good.
Am I cleared?
Yes, yeah.
- Okay. - Okay.
What's wrong with you?
- Nothing. - What is it?
- I was in the break room with Allan, and...
And what?
Nothing, nothing.
Tell me.
- The first lady came in and he was acting really strange.
Strange how?
- Look, can I just call you out of here
so we can talk?
- Yeah, yeah. - Okay.
- Let me know when you're ready.
- Okay, okay. - All right.
Good.
- Samuel. - Priscilla.
- How are you? - I'm good.
- Good. - How are you?
- Oh, I'm great. - That's good.
- I'd be much better if you moved out of my way
so that I could get to work.
- Well, Priscilla, I think that, uh...
What?
- I don't think that you should--
- Look, if you're not going to do your job
to stop me, then move.
What are you here for?
- To do my job, sweetheart.
- And what job is that, Priscilla?
- Oh, I see the first thing I'm here to take care of.
- Priscilla-- - Excuse me. Sam.
Ma'am?
- Priscilla. - How are you?
Oh, I take it that means you're doing well?
Sam, are you gonna follow me around the White House
- all day today? - If I have to.
- Oh great, I hope you have your running shoes on.
- Good. - Okay, great.
I need to talk to you.
- What do you want to talk to me about?
- I need to talk to you in private now, Priscilla.
Okay!
- This way. - Fine.
- I'd like to talk to you in the residence.
- Well, ma'am, I was-- - No no, her, alone.
- Yes, ma'am. - Ma'am?
- Sam. I'm not asking.
- Yes, ma'am. - The yellow room, please.
- Ah. The yellow room.
Hey.
- I--I kept your food warm. - Okay.
Thank you.
Let me get it for you.
- You know, I gotta be back to work in a bit.
- Oh, I know you're tired. - I am even more tired now.
- Ooh, Mama tried. - You know what?
- Can y'all stop with that lovey dovey shit, please?
- Whoa, hey, hey, watch your mouth.
- I'm just saying, it's a lot. It's a lot.
What's wrong with you?
- I was traumatized walking in on y'all having sex,
- and y'all still-- - Boy, go somewhere.
- Yeah, 'cause we about to do it again.
- Come on, baby.
- No, no, stop, stop! Dad. Stop.
- What--what is it?
I need to talk to you.
Talk.
- Look, when I was at the boutique with Ruth's sister,
I saw her leave for the White House.
She never came back.
What do you mean?
What you mean you saw her leave for the White House?
- I saw that dude on the news that got shot,
Secret Service agent.
Max?
- Yeah. And when I saw his picture,
I remembered that it was him that she left with.
What happened?
- She ended up missing, and then they both ended up shot.
- Yeah, she was in an affair with both of them.
How do you know that?
- That's what they said on the TV.
- Are you sure? - Yeah.
- I--I knew them.
I don't think that's right.
- What do you think's going on?
- That's what I'm trying to figure out.
- Look, it's like I told you before,
don't talk to anyone about this until I get some information.
- Dad, you said that a while ago.
- Look, I know, okay, I just gotta go talk to Sam.
Alright.
But I can tell you this:
something ain't right about this.
Lord, what's going on?
- Baby. It'll be alright.
- Okay, well, let me get your food.
Okay.
- Hey. - Hey.
- How you feeling? - I'm fine.
You get any sleep?
Yeah, I got a little.
- Well, that's good. - Mm-hmm.
Alright well, I'm gonna go ahead and--
I was worried about you.
Should've stayed with me last night.
I didn't want to.
- Okay. Where did you stay?
With Barry.
- Why are you playing with me? No, you did not.
- How do you know that? - I know that you didn't.
- Why are you asking me all these questions?
- I can't be concerned for what's going on
in my woman's life?
- Okay, well just know that I don't have to--
- Well, is that him calling?
- No, um... - What?
It's the White House.
- Sharon, I don't understand that at all.
I don't either.
- If that's the president calling, you can't answer it.
I know.
Well, then don't.
You don't tell me what to do.
- No, I just tell you-- - Shut up.
Hello?
- Hey there. It's the president.
Hi.
- So I'd love for you to come to the White House for a tour.
- Um, at your--your-- - Yes.
Don't you want to see these long halls of history?
- No. - Um...
What?
- You know what? Yeah. That'll be great.
Sharon.
Good.
- But actually, I've already had a tour, so.
- You have? - Yes.
- By who? - The head butler, Richard.
He's like an uncle to me.
- Yeah well he-- he can't give you
anywhere near the tour that I can.
- Sharon. - I see.
So you want to come?
- Can I-- - Invite your boyfriend.
- Can I bring my boyfriend?
- Boyfriend? - Yeah.
- Well, um, I was hoping this was a private tour.
- I would really love for him to see it too.
- Sure, that's fine. - Okay.
No.
- When do you want to come?
- Can I call you back and let you know?
- I'm the president, how you gonna do that?
Right, yeah.
- Tell you what, I'll--I'll call you back,
but when I do, you gotta have an answer.
Okay.
- And just so you know, some of the things
I wanted to show you are top secret.
I don't think your boyfriend's going to be able to go
all the places I want to take you.
I see.
I'll call you back.
Bye.
- Sharon, that is crazy. - I know.
- He's a presidential predator. - I feel that.
- You can't go. - I don't want to.
- Then don't. - Kareem--
- No, no, no, no, and if he calls you again,
you have to ignore it.
In fact, block the number. Give me your phone, Sharon.
- I'm a grown ass woman, I can handle myself.
I'm trying to protect you.
- Well go protect me by getting back to work.
He's dangerous, Sharon.
I will, but you heard me, yeah?
- I'm not a puppy, Kareem. Go back to work.
- Thought I was the boss here, what's happening?
Hello.
- Sir. - You still up here?
Yes I am, sir.
Oh, still with the "sir," huh?
- What can I do for you, sir?
- Kyle, you know what you can do for me, right?
- That's not very professional, sir.
- Damn, are we still on that?
Yes we are, sir.
Are you really that upset
about the little pharmacy -- ? Huh?
You don't even know him, Kyle, I mean--
- You don't even know him, Donald.
- Oh, and you do? - Yes I do.
- What's his address? Hm? What's his Momma's name?
What's his Daddy's name? Does he have a cat? Dog? Hm?
- You damn well know that doesn't matter.
Then you don't know him, Kyle.
No, what matters is how good that ass was, huh, Kyle?
Yeah.
- Yeah, that's a little more important.
- Alright. You know I'm not gonna tolerate this from you,
right, Kyle?
Yeah, that's very clear, sir.
Let me ask you something, sir.
What is it, sir? Hm?
- Every time I screw around are you gonna kill them all?
Just the ones I know about.
- Yeah, I guess there would be a lot more dead guys then.
- Well that one's still alive, right?
You must have said a special prayer for him.
- Yeah, I sure did. - Yeah.
- Next time... - And if I'm being honest--
- Yeah? - I sort of wish
it was you in that bed. The hospital bed.
Yeah?
You broke my heart.
- You know this shit is sexy, right?
I don't think so.
You lie, you like it.
Say you like it. Huh?
Yeah, you getting turned on right now, huh?
Are you blushing, Kyle? Are you blushing?
What can I do for you, sir?
- I just thought he'd be moving around by now.
I was just surprised to see that you're still up here. Hm?
- Where else would I go? I'm under command to be here.
Okay.
- How long you gonna leave me on this detail?
Until you learn your lesson.
- I'm the only one you - - with, you understand?
- I just wish it was a little more often.
Damn.
Well we can make that happen, you know,
my office is downstairs.
Let's go.
- No. 'Cause you?
You're on guard, hmm.
All talk.
Well, since I'm up here, you need to know
that the president is with the press secretary.
Is that why you wanted me here, Donald?
- No, no--
- Yeah, mm-hmm, yeah, that's what it is.
- What are you even talking about? Hm?
- So that he wouldn't follow them.
Kyle, no.
- We both know that he likes to creep about.
- Oh yeah, no, he's a creeper,
you're right about that, yeah.
- Why didn't you just get a lower level agent
to handle this, Donald? Why is this necessary?
- Then I wouldn't have known where you were.
- And why is that so important all the sudden?
- Well, you know... - Oh yeah, you thought
that I was at the hospital, didn't you?
- No, no, no, no, no, I knew you weren't
- at the hospital. - And how would you know that?
'Cause I was at the hospital.
You went to see him?
- Yeah, man, and he was scared-- - Why, why?
- --to death, you should've seen this guy.
Why, why did you do that?
- I thought you'd like-- - Hasn't he experienced enough?
Hell no.
You think that was enough?
See him again and what happens? Huh?
Yeah.
- I told you that was a warning, right?
- You know this is not helping your case--
- No, no, no, do not try change the--
- Wait, wait, what was that, what was that?
- No, Kyle, kick down the door.
Open the door right now, right now!
- No! No! No! No, no, no, no!
- Get him, get him, get him!
- Jason!
- Don't pull it, Kyle. - Help me!
- It's okay.
- Next on "The Oval"--
- I can have everything I want to know beaten out of you.
- Well, if you wish, ma'am, you should absolutely try.
- Yes, sir, it's your son. - What'd he do now?
- What are you doing here? - He came to see me.
The guy from the White House.
- I'm the -- President of the United States,
she's ignoring me.
Find that girl and bring her to me.
- Why did you bring me here?
What do you want from me!?
Hi, Sharon.
What the hell?