- How are you still working here?
I don't know what you mean.
- Now you know we can't talk about our clearance.
- Then, why are you talking about it?
I'm here to keep you company.
- You're gonna watch my every move?
You're a little bitch,
and I don't want you to forget that.
Come in here, talk to me.
What do you want from me?
She's ignoring me.
Find that girl, and bring her here.
- Hi, Sharon. - What the hell?
You leave me alone.
Hold on.
Sharon, you don't even know how to use that gun.
- Oh, I know how to use it, now, get out of here.
- Don't you wanna know why I'm here?
No, I'm calling the police.
Sharon...
Get out of here now!
- Look...I just have someone who wants to talk to you.
I don't care.
- I don't care, he's very powerful.
- I'ma tell you this one more time,
get the -- out of this store!
- You sure you don't just wanna come with me?
Don't come any closer.
- Sharon... - Don't!
- Don't-- don't--do not do that.
- Don't you move. - It is just--
- Don't move! - It's just my cell phone!
Sharon...
Sharon!
- Yes, hello, someone's here, he's trying to kidnap me, and...
hello, hello, -- ?
What did you do?
As I said, he's very powerful.
- Get the -- out of my store...now!
No.
- MAN: Ladies and gentlemen, the President and First Lady.
- KYLE:
- I did not think you would do that.
- No! No, no!
- Hey-- - No!
- Shh! - No! Help me!
- No, no! - Sit, sit!
- Let go of me. - Why don't you just--
- No! - Shut up!
Shut up! Why are you putting up such a fuss?
You put a hole in my good shirt.
I'm sorry, please.
- Yeah, well that bullet stings like hell
even with this vest on, Sharon.
- I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
- He just wants to talk to you. - Who?
You know who, Sharon.
You know who.
- The President? - Yes.
- He sent you? - Yes, and you shot me, --!
Now, can you just come with me, please?
I don't want to.
- Darling, you don't have a choice.
You're going to get up,
and you are gonna come with me.
Do not try anything else, Sharon.
Listen to me, I have been taking it easy on your butt,
I can snap your neck in one second if I wanted to,
now, let's get up and go.
- Sharon... - Okay.
Don't try anything.
I won't.
- I am sick of this --, Sharon.
I'ma let you go, I'm gonna stand up...
Be a good little girl,
and you're gonna do the same thing.
You ready? I am done being patient.
Now go into the back,
you're going to continue to behave.
After you.
- Hi. - Hi.
- So, I brought you a few. I have this one.
Okay.
- And this one. - Oh, yeah, these--
- And-- - Lilly...
- This one.
These are beautiful.
Okay, great.
- You know, I, um, have to have lunch
with the Second Lady tomorrow,
have you met her?
No, ma'am, I haven't.
She is a bitch.
Really?
That's surprising.
Why do you say that, dear?
- Well, everything I've heard is she's amazing.
- Well, you can't believe any of what you hear
or see these days.
I see.
- You know, my approval rating would be as high as hers
if people weren't always trying to tear me down.
- Well, I'm sure yours will get better.
What does that mean?
Oh, your approval rating.
Well, my approval rating has nothing to do with dresses.
No, ma'am, it doesn't.
Then why did you bring it up?
I didn't, you just did.
Not for your sympathy.
No, of course not.
Be careful, okay?
- Yes, ma'am, are we done here?
- Oh, dear, have I offended you?
No, ma'am, you haven't.
- I'm--I'm just not good at pedestrian talk.
Excuse me?
- I'm the First Lady, I have a lot to do.
That's right, you sure do.
Do you doubt me?
No, not at all.
- Good, because it's your job to help me look good
while I'm doing it.
And that, we can arrange.
Okay.
Uh, can I help you?
- No, I was just, uh, looking for the restroom.
Bobby?
Richard.
How are you?
I'm good.
I didn't know you were on the detail.
Yeah, well, it just happened.
Oh wow, that's great.
Yeah.
You, uh, need anything?
No, I'm good, thank you.
Okay.
Hey, uh, what shift are you on?
This one.
- Oh, good, um, have you seen Sam?
No.
- Look, if you see him, you tell him I 'm looking for him.
Okay, will do.
How is he as a boss?
What do you mean?
- Well, if you're working this detail,
then you're working for Sam.
Right, Sam, he's great.
Okay, that's good.
Yeah, well, I'll be on my way.
Hey...
- Don't let him give you no -- .
- You know I won't. - Okay .
- I'll see ya. - Yes, sir.
It was good to see you, Bobby.
Good to see you, too.
Dale, you got a whole bedroom,
you sure you don't wanna go there instead of the couch?
Can I just lay here?
Yeah.
Thanks.
Thank you.
Sure.
- I mean, thank you for all of this.
Yeah, yeah, it's fine.
I mean, you didn't have to.
It's all right, Dale.
I can see your reservations.
I get it, man, it's okay.
- I'm sorry that, I mean, that all this has happened to you.
Thank you.
But listen, um, the store...
it--it--it's something that I've been thinking--
I'm not gonna sue you.
What?
- I heard you before, and I'm not gonna sue you.
What--what did you do?
- Yeah, I mean, it is my pharmacy, you know,
- it's my family's-- - Relax.
Okay, thank you.
Yeah.
- Well, you--you want a drink or something,
- something to eat? - No, I'm good.
- All right, but... let me ask you something else.
Okay.
- Are you sure you don't know who did it?
- It's, um, I'm--
It's what?
I'm not sure.
- Are you in some kind of trouble
that I should know about?
No, I'm not.
- Dale... - I'm not.
- Dale, we have Sharon at the pharmacy,
I don't want her to get hurt.
- Look, I--I'm not doing anything,
and I really don't even know how I got that guy's attention.
- That guy, that--that guy, so you do know who did it?
- All I know is that the guy that was harassing me,
I think he has something to do with this.
- The Secret Service man? - Yeah.
Okay, so he's dangerous.
- Yeah, which is why I'm gonna stay away from him.
- Yeah, yeah, okay. - I'm really sorry.
- No, Dale... I get it, man,
you've been through a lot.
It's all right,
just if anything happens, you know what to do...
- talk to me, yeah? - Okay.
- Okay, I'm gonna go help Sharon lock up.
TV is right there.
Hi.
Hello.
How are you?
I'm good, I'm good,
what are you doing here this late?
- Oh, the First Lady wanted to see me.
This late?
Well, you know how she is.
Yeah, I do.
- And I've been here for hours now.
Well, what did she want?
- Dresses, same ole, same ole.
That's good, right?
How's your day going?
It's good.
Good.
- Is that all you came here to ask me?
Oh, yes.
Yeah, you sure?
- Well, why would there be more?
You don't do this.
Well, I did.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, before you found out.
That you didn't want women.
- Nah, honey, nah, it's not that,
I just don't want you, hm.
- I see...we're in a bitchy mood today, huh?
- Yeah, yeah, you know, I think I need some ass.
Of the other persuasion, that is, yeah.
- Just say --, Donald.
Yeah.
- Well, oh, aren't we bold and vulgar today .
- I'm sorry, is there something that you,
that you want, exactly, hm?
- No. - No?
I just wanted to say, hi.
Okay.
Can I just say, hi?
- You said it when you came in, you wanna say it again?
Oh, hi, Mrs. Winthrop.
Oh, hi, hi, Allan .
- Here you are, sir. - Thank you, Allan.
- And no cream. - Yeah, thank you.
- Can I get you anything, Mrs. Winthrop?
Oh, no thank you, Allan.
- Okay, and I trust your guests got in okay?
Yes, yes, thank you.
Hey, okay.
Guest?
- Yeah, uh--
- You know, I'll tell him, Allan, mm-hm.
- We're good, thank you. - Yes, ma'am.
- Mm-hm.
Talk.
- It's just a messenger that I had to send over dresses.
- Is that so? - LILLY: Mm-hm.
- And why does he know about it, and I don't, hm?
Because I had him clear them.
- I see, so are we--we done with all these pleasantries
and hi's, huh?
- Yes . - Yeah? All right.
- I'll see you at home for dinner.
You can count on it.
Great .
You look really handsome today, too.
Bye, Donald.
Allan?
- Allan? - Yes, sir?
- Get me the name of the guest that she had here.
- Okay, it's Byron Charles, B-Y-R-O-N.
- Byron Charles, is he still here?
- He hasn't checked out yet, sir.
- Okay, I want you to get me surveillance footage
on this Byron Charles, you hear me, right now?
- ALLAN: Yes, sir. - Oh, and Allan...
Yeah?
- If that woman ask you to do anything else,
you better let me know about it first, you understand?
Yes, sir, of course.
Did--did I do anything wrong?
- No, no, no, no, just--just-- just do what I say.
Yes, sir, right away.
Yeah.
Sneaky --
Bobby?
- What--what the hell is that?
I don't know.
Well, how did you get in here?
I got clearance.
- You're -- lying, no, you didn't.
Why would I lie to you?
By who, huh?
Max, we can't talk here.
Bobby, are you in on this?
- What? You oughta know that by now.
- Then how did you just walk into the White House?
- BOBBY: Max, it wasn't easy. - MAX: No.
Okay.
- MAX: No, see that, that is -- bull --.
Okay.
You see these cameras, you see this mirror?
They're listening to us right now,
so you need to keep your voice down.
- No, no, no, no, I don't believe you,
I don't believe any of this --.
- Okay then don't believe me then, --.
Don't believe that I just risked my life
to come in here to save you.
- Right, yeah well, I won't because there's no way.
- BOBBY: Okay, then don't. After all we been through?
- This is bull --. - Yeah, you're damn right it is!
Oh, damn.
What?
This was all a set up.
What?
To get me in here.
- Oh my god, oh my god, cut the --.
- No, no, no, no, see it was all too smooth.
You know, I was getting into too many places,
and they were watching me the entire time.
- Yeah? Yeah, Mr. Smooth, who is they?
I don't know, Max.
- Oh, oh, that's right, 'cuz you don't know --, do you?
All I know is whoever it is,
they want us in here together just like this.
Okay, I believe you.
- Yeah. - I believe you.
- You should, Max, 'cuz I'm telling you
the truth, all right, this is not coincidence.
Yeah, okay, okay,
well, I guess we just have to wait and see then, don't we?
- Yes, we do. - Yeah.
Okay.
They didn't eat much, huh?
She didn't say anything.
Smart lady.
Priscilla...
- Stop, you know I'm not gonna kill that bitch.
Do I?
No, I'm not.
- Well, maybe you should maybe think about it.
Killing her?
- No, come on, you know I wasn't gonna say that.
Well, what is it then?
- I think you should think about taking some time off.
I'm fine.
Are you really?
Yes.
- Look, I don't like what you and Sam are going through.
- Have you thought about what you and Nancy are going through?
Oh, uh, we're fine.
- Oh? Well, that's new.
Yes, it is.
What changed that?
- Oh, just know that we are fine.
Well, I'm glad.
- Yeah, and I'd be glad if you take a few days off.
Not going to happen!
Okay.
You gotta go, don't you?
I'm fine, sir.
Dude, it's okay,
you could just, like, use my bathroom,
it's really whatever.
I told you, I'm fine.
All right,
well, you're gonna have to go eventually.
Hey, you like porn?
Sir...
- I can show you some really great --.
Sir...
What?
- You have been watching that thing for hours,
what are you trying to do?
- I'm trying to get one off in the privacy of my room,
what does it look like I'm tryna do?
- Well, I wish you would stop it.
- Yeah, and I wish there wasn't some random dude watching me
every single time I do any little tiny thing
in my room, okay?
Well, I'm sorry.
Yeah.
If you're gonna do this,
and you're gonna follow me around,
I'm gonna do what I do.
Yes, sir.
- Her name is Rachel, she's my favorite.
You ever seen her before?
- If you're tryna wear me down, you won't,
I've been in combat.
- Oh, yeah, let's talk about that.
How many people have you killed?
Sir, we don't have to talk.
Okay.
You know, just--just watching you squirm like that
makes me have to pee now.
Okay.
- Whoa! You're not coming in there with me, are you?
Yes, sir, I am.
- No, you're not, are--are you really?
Sir, I have to do my job.
- You are not watching me use the bathroom.
Yes, I am.
- This is bull --.
What if I pissed on you?
Sir, I wouldn't advise that.
Hm...well...
Too late.
That's it, you're fired!
Mom, where's dad?
Not here.
He hit me.
What?
I'm sorry, ma'am.
Why did you hit him?
Well, uh...
Speak damn it.
He was urinating on me, ma'am.
What?
Yes, ma'am.
Jason, is that so?
Where's dad?
Did you piss on him?
Where's my dad?
I'm asking you a question.
I'll piss on your grave.
Where's my dad?
And you hit him?
Yes, ma'am, I did.
I don't believe you.
Ma'am, I did.
Do it again.
Ma'am...
Do it again.
- Ma'am... - Mom...
Grab him and hit him.
- Mom, don't you-- don't you dare.
Do it!
- I'll -- kill you.
- VICTORIA: Hold him and hit him.
- Ma'am? - Mom...
- Mother --, do what I say.
- Ma'am... - Do it!
- Ma'am... - Hit him!
- No .
Oh, you call that a hit.
Be about that life, and punch this little bitch.
- No, mom-- don't you do it, no, do you--
- Well, that may have been just a little bit too hard.
- JASON: - I'm sorry,.
No, no, no, no, don't be.
You have my permission
that if he does anything out of line,
you get to beat his ass.
Yes, ma'am.
- Oh! Ma, get--get out! - Barry!
- What are you doing? - What the hell?
- Ma, can you close-- get out, please?
- Who--who is this? - Ma...close my door,
- and get out. - You get your nasty ass up.
- Okay. - You get up, and you
get dressed, come downstairs, and get this girl
- out of my house. - Yes, ma'am, okay.
- Now, Barry! - Okay!
- Who is that? - Damn, ma!
Mind your business.
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay!
Okay, okay, I'm coming.
- Hurry up! - BARRY: Okay.
Jesus Christ.
- BARRY: You all right? - GIRL: Yeah.
- BARRY: Okay, where's your stuff at?
- I'm coming.
Come on, girl.
- Go home! - Ma...
- What the hell, Barry? - Ma, you need to chill out.
Who is this girl?
- Look, it doesn't matter who she is.
- Oh, so you just hook up with some random girl?
- Are you crazy? - No, I'm not crazy, ma,
Sharon isn't feeling me right now.
- You--you--you gotta move.
I don't wanna move, ma.
- Well, you're gonna have to because I can't have no--
you hooking up with no random girls in my house.
- Okay, fine-- - And until you move,
- then you hook up at their house. - Okay.
- Fine! - Fine!
- And wash my damn sheets. - Ma, really?
- You know I'm not -- washing them.
- When you start using language like that?
- When you started bringing people in my house.
- Okay, I got it. - Okay, fine.
Fine!
- You just wait 'til your daddy gets home.
- You--just wait. - Okay, ma.
Hello.
First Lady...
Yes?
To what do I owe this visit?
- I was watching the news in my room,
and you are doing a great job.
Thank you.
- I mean, you are spinning and turning this thing around.
Well, my strategy's working.
You so stupid,
you don't even know sarcasm, do you?
Ma'am...
- This -- is a mess.
It's on every channel, attempted assassination,
and everyone believes what Dianne is saying about you,
and yet, you seem to think
you've got this -- show under control.
- Think I have this -- show under control, let me see. I do.
Yeah.
You need to die.
You need to leave.
- And I don't mean some old woman in a home,
no, you need to die now.
And I'm gonna make sure that happens.
Hm, okay.
I don't take kindly to threats, Mrs. Franklin.
Oh, bitch,
it's happening, and it's done.
You are gonna die a painful death,
and I know just the person to do it.
Hm.
- If my husband won't fire you,
I'll make sure I do by stopping your ability to breathe.
That oughta do it.
- Are you--are you done?
You are, yes, you are.
Okay...
I should tell you that, um,
I'm not afraid of you.
I don't want you to be.
- That's great, that--good,
that is fantastic because you can just stop coming down here
with all...this bull --.
- Yes, yes, yes, coming down, stop coming d--
I need to remember to stop coming down
from my status to deal with the likes of you.
It's low, disgusting, and guttural.
Is that all, ma'am?
Yes, that's all.
- 'K, well, thank you so much for stopping by.
Rest in hell, bitch.
You wanted to see me, sir?
Yeah.
- Sir? - Did they find him?
Please, sit.
Did they find him?
Find who, sir?
The guy who tried to kill me?
Not yet.
- What the hell's taking so long, Donald?
- Sir, trust me when I tell you, we have the best on it.
- Donald? - DONALD: Yeah?
- I'm starting to get the feeling
that you're not taking me seriously.
- Oh, sir, I always take you seriously.
Then why haven't we found him?
- You know what, sir, can--can I get you anything, hm?
Yes!
Victoria's dad's head on a platter.
- Can I tell you something, sir, hm?
Go ahead.
- Well, I have it on really good authority
that he's not doing so well.
- You have it on good authority? - Yeah.
- That he's not doing so well? - Yes, sir.
Donald, I already knew that.
- No, I'm told that it could be any day now, hm.
- Really? - Yeah.
Yeah, maybe,
or maybe that evil bastard will live another four years
just to spite me.
- Well, sir that's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about.
What?
Sir, there are a few people
that I believe that we should be aligning ourselves with.
Like who?
The Whitmore family, sir.
- No, Donald, that's not gonna happen.
- Sir listen, you're gonna need some solid allies
when he passes.
- Is her father really that powerful?
Yes sir, he is.
And you're worried?
- No, I'm concerned that when he passes,
there are gonna be a lot of people with knives out for you,
including your Vice President.
- Oh, that moron couldn't figure anything out.
- Well, sir, you never talk about him,
you never invite him over.
- Yeah, I don't like him or his drab wife, nobody does.
- Well, sir, his polling is really, really high.
Not as high as mine.
Not as high as yours.
Well, sir, in that case,
I think you should keep your enemies close
and your wife closer, hm.
- My wife is the only enemy I need to worry about.
- Sir, we need to be prepared, okay?
Her mom has already passed, when her father goes...oh.
- All right, all right, all right, I hear you, Donald.
Okay, then hear this...
we need to start aligning ourselves
with the Whitmore family,
so that your Vice President knows
that we have strong allies,
and he won't try to make a move, hm.
We'll let him pee his pants.
I hear you.
- Good, well sir, I just wanted to let you know
what I was thinking, hm.
Okay.
Any chance you can find the guy that tried to kill me?
- You know what, I'll work on it for you, sir.
- Thank you. - Right now.
Let me know if you need anything else, okay?
- Just that, Donald. - Yeah.
- Don't need to align myself with the Whitmore family
if I'm not here.
- You're not going anywhere, sir.
Where are you?
Fifteen minutes, sir.
All right, I'm in the Oval.
Excuse me?
Ma'am...
Now...
Where are you going?
Home, ma'am.
- Oh, to handle our little problem?
- No, I told you that I'm not doing that.
Yes, you will.
Ma'am...
- Okay, well enjoy your ride home.
- Ma'am? - Yes?
Is that a threat?
Yes.
- Okay, look, why are you doing this to me?
- Oh honey, I'm helping you.
You're special.
- Special? - Yes.
- This is what you do to people that are special to you?
Yeah, you're fortunate.
I am going to make a man out of you yet.
- So now beating women, that's manly?
No, that's for bitches.
- So then, why are you telling me to beat Ellie?
- I'm not telling you to do that,
I'm telling you to kill her.
Are you insane?
Yes, yes, very much so.
Ma'am...
- You'll do what I say, one way or another.
- You can count on it not happening.
- Then as I said, enjoy your ride home.
Ma'am ...
Sam...
Are you okay?
- Of course, why wouldn't I be?
Well, your son.
Oh that whatever.
Ma'am?
- Sam, I'm just kidding, he's fine.
Yes, ma'am.
Are you following me?
Loosely, ma'am.
And why is that?
We're in the White House.
- I just wanna be sure you're safe.
Are you worried about me?
- No, ma'am, nothing to worry about.
Is it your wife?
No, ma'am.
Are you sure?
Yes, ma'am.
- No, I think it is, it's your wife.
It's not.
- Tell me, how does she know my father?
I didn't know she did, ma'am.
Really?
Okay, I see I'm not gonna get anything out of you, am I?
No, ma'am.
- Well, you can keep following me,
I'm sure you enjoy the view from behind.
Hey, just wait here,
I'll get you a drink of water or something.
I don't want any water.
Then have a seat.
I don't wanna sit, I'll stand.
Hi!
Hello, sir.
What happened to you?
She didn't wanna come, sir.
What?
Didn't wanna come.
Yeah, but she's here.
Yes, sir.
Kyle, what did you do?
I brought her to you, sir.
Kyle, what the hell?
He forced me to come here.
- What--are you out of your mind?
I just wanna go home.
- Ab--are you okay?
Kyle, what were you thinking?
- You said you wanted to see her.
Kyle, this is America.
Exactly!
- You can't just go--go kidnapping someone.
Look, apologize.
I'm sorry.
- Look, um, are you sure you're okay?
- I'm fine, I just need to go home.
- Absolutely, and he--he's gonna take you home,
but I--I just need to talk to you.
This would--this is bad, this is really, really bad.
I'm sorry.
- I'm--if anyone thought that he was just following orders,
it would--it would really be horrible for me.
Are you sure you're okay?
- Yes, can I--can I just leave, please?
- He's--he's gonna take you home in just a second.
Okay.
- Actually, you know what, you're a mess,
why don't--why don't you go clean yourself up,
think about what you did.
Yes, sir.
I'm so disappointed in you.
- Yeah, while--while we're waiting for him,
maybe we can just step into the Oval,
and I can just kinda tell you
what I was--what I was wanting to talk to you about.
- Uh-- - Do you want a drink,
it's been a long day, a really long day?
- I'm--I'm fine. - You sure?
Can I have a drink?
He'll--he'll be back in a second,
and then he'll take you right home.
- No! - I--I do, I mean,
it's been--it's been a day. I'm--I'm done with this day.
Come on, why don't you just come back,
we'll just have a drink, and we'll wait for Kyle.
Kyle can pick you up, it'll be all good.
Come on.
You seen the Oval office, right?
No, I haven't.
- That's right, you didn't your tour.
What up?
- ALLAN: Mother --.
- MALE NARRATOR: Next on, "The Oval."
I like you.
- Just because you're the President,
doesn't mean that you can do this to me.
- Just do what she's telling you to do.
Okay!
- Your son needs to talk to you. - What's going on?
- I don't trust you. - That's fine.
You don't trust me?
- He's a kid. - He's a monster.
And I am tired of your lies,
I'm tired of your bull --.
Why did you have him at the White House?
- You know you're in danger, right?
- If you're gonna do something to me, Allan,
then just do it, but do not threaten me.