- Previously on "The Oval"...
- Now you let the Vice President just wander
around the house. He's a threat, Donald.
- Sometimes it's better to keep an eye on him.
His days are numbered.
- I keep telling you there is no plan.
- I'm not -- with you!
- Hey, just come back inside. - I killed my grandmother, Grip.
- Jason. - I did!
- Do you think someone is connected in the White House?
- And as a result, my office is invoking
the 25th Amendment to remove the President immediately.
You dropped something.
What the...
- Got a pup down. Pup down, East Lawn!
- Help! Help!
- What the hell happened? - He jumped!
- How the hell did you let that happen?
- I tried stopping him. - Shut up! Just shut up. Jason?
- Jason, can you hear me? - Go get the medic!
- And the White House doctor. - They're on their way.
- Jason? Jason? Stay calm. - He jumped so quick.
- The hell was he doing up there?
- He said he went up there to smoke.
And you let him?
- I didn't have orders from the Chief of Staff to stop him.
- Jason, stay with me, man. Dammit.
Where the hell is the doctor?
- Who's that? - It's Kyle.
Damn.
- Get me the hell outta here!
- Go. Go, go, go get the medic! Go get the medic!
- They're on their way! - Go get 'em!
- Don't go! He is not gonna let me outta here. Don't go.
- Kyle, shut the hell up! - You mother--!
- Shut the hell up! The First Son is down.
- I don't give a damn. Get me the hell outta here now.
Kyle!
- What the hell are you up to, Sam?
Get him the hell outta here.
Jason, Jason. Hang on, man.
It's okay, the doctors are coming.
The doctors are coming.
- Why in the hell are you cuffed?
- Just unlock them. - Okay.
- What the hell hit the car? - It's Jason.
- What? - Yeah.
- The son? - He jumped from the roof.
What the hell?
- Is he dead? - I don't know.
- Dammit, just get these cuffs off me now.
Don't.
- What the hell, Sam? - I am your superior.
And I'm ordering you not to do it.
- What the hell you talking about?
Take him to the cell.
- What? What are you-- What are you even saying, huh?
- Get his ass outta here. Take him to the bunker
- and wait for me. - I am a federal officer!
- And you are being held. - On whose orders?
- The orders of the Vice President.
- What the hell are you all up to, huh?
- Take him. - It won't work.
- It won't work! - Get him outta here!
I've gotta go inform the First Family.
- You get him off this - - stage or I will.
- No, sir. Sir, we shouldn't. Not with the press right here.
- Do I need to? - Yes? Your questions?
- I just wanna be clear that I understand this.
You're saying that the President is responsible for the death
of a prostitute.
- That is exactly what I'm saying.
- Max? - That's a lot going on.
- I know. - We better get him out of here.
- Yeah. - I got him.
- Okay. Sir, we need to move.
- Thank you, folks. That's all the questions
- we have time for today. - Ma'am, let's move.
This way, sir.
- Well... Hi, guys.
How about we all head back to the Oval?
- Sir. - Sir, we need to move.
- If you think you're leaving these grounds,
you are sadly mistaken.
Sir?
- Come. - Let's go.
- He's not going into that room without me.
- Look at you, Max. Always a boy scout.
And proud of it, sir.
- Just so you know, Max, it didn't mean anything.
Just my life, sir.
Exactly.
Shall we go?
Sir, I don't think we should.
- What are they gonna do, Donald?
Shoot the President in the Oval Office?
I think that's even beneath this lot.
Sir...
- Shall we go? - All of you, in the Oval.
Sir!
Sir, sir.
- Not now, Sam. - But sir...
- Donald, will you get him under control, please?
To the Oval, now.
Move.
- Ma'am... - I am not in the mood for this.
But ma'am, it's your son.
- I have a pressing matter to deal with.
- Ma'am, he jumped from the roof.
And?
What's your point?
Ma'am...
- Sam? Sam, did I hear you right?
- Yes, sir. - Is he okay?
- He landed on a vehicle. - Damn.
I tried to tell him.
- Okay, okay, okay, okay. Where is he?
- He's being rushed to St. Rose Hospital, sir.
- Okay, you keep me posted. Okay?
- Yes, sir. - Where is Kyle?
- I don't know. I'm sorry, sir.
- Okay, you contact him and you tell him
to get his ass here right now. You understand? Right now.
- Yes, sir. - All right.
- Sir... - Not now, Donald.
- Sir, this is important. - And this isn't?
- Sir, you... - Just shut the -- up.
Hi, Max.
- Ma'am. - I'm glad you're okay.
- I'm sure you are. - For now.
- Look, I'm going to the party this evening, and we're going
to talk about you resigning and walking away.
- You're going to my party?
- Yes. It's my party as well.
- You're a joke. Nobody cares about you.
- Regardless of what you think of me, I am invoking
- the 25th Amendment. - You slimy little --.
He and his wife.
- You really think this is going to work?
We know it's going to work.
We have all the proof that we need.
- And what proof is that? The word of these two?
- We have a bloody mattress top that was found here
in the White House.
Really?
- Eye witnesses. - Eye witnesses?
- Yes. - Including your wife.
- My wife? - Yes. She's fine.
I see.
- Your thing with Kyle didn't work out so well.
Hm, I see.
- Okay, are we done here? Is that all?
- Yes. My wife and I are leaving.
And soon you will be, too.
- You think so, huh? - Oh, I know so. It's done.
Don't count on it, skippy.
And you...
- Yes. - You lying little bitch.
I knew you weren't telling me the truth.
- Now, why would I tell you the truth,
when you're completely incapable of doing the same?
- Hmm? - You know...
- Shut up! - Ooh.
- You are a rude, venomous, pestilential, disgusting bitch.
- And I look forward to returning dignity
to this White House. You're a disgrace.
- Look, Hunter. She don't know.
- I'll slap a bitch. - Of course you will.
And he'll decapitate one.
Careful.
- There's nothing to be careful for.
You two are over.
Come on, honey.
- And I look forward to you two leaving this
White House with your tail tucked between your legs.
Honey, come on.
Yes, dear.
You really don't wanna insult mother.
Honey?
- Sir, how was your talk with Sam?
Excuse me?
- He came to see you about working with you, right?
That's a lie.
- Then what exactly did he come to talk to you about?
He knows our children.
Ah.
- What was that about? - That was a disaster.
- I was just doing some fact checking.
Fact checking what?
It's fine.
- It's not fine. They just told the whole world
a big pile of lies.
- It's fine. - Are you insane?
How can you say it's fine, Victoria?
- Look at my face. Do I look worried?
- I can never tell what's on your face.
That's right.
'Cause you think this is pleasure.
- Why don't you give it a -- rest?
- As I said, everything's okay.
How?
Your son jumped off the roof.
What?
- Yes. He jumped off the roof.
- Are you kidding around? What are you saying?
No, I'm telling you.
- Tell him, Donald. - Is it...
- Sir, I tried to tell you. - Is he alive?
- He's at the hospital right now, sir.
Is he okay?
I don't know.
- The hell do you mean? What do you mean you don't know?
How long have you known this?
- Sir, we just found out. I tried to tell you
before the meeting. You didn't wanna hear it.
- You knew this before the whole damn meeting?
- Yes. - And you didn't say anything,
- Victoria? - Why would I?
- Priorities, darling. - That is our son!
Do you care about anything, about him at all?
Of course I care.
In public.
- Okay, I can't... I need to get to the hospital.
- Sir, I'll get the motorcade. - No, Marine 1.
- Yes, sir. - Look at you acting
- all concerned. - I am.
Well, so am I.
Go to hell, Victoria.
- Donald? - Ma'am?
Assemble the press corps.
- Ma'am, shouldn't you be going to the hospital?
Assemble them.
- No. No, ma'am. I don't think that's wise.
- Who the hell do you think you're talking to?
- Ma'am? - You know what? Never mind.
I'll have my people do it.
- Ma'am, what exactly are you gonna do?
- Ma'am? - What?
Your son is not dead.
- Well, he jumped off this building.
- He may as well be. - First Lady...
- Whew, you bitches with these weak-ass stomachs.
Just do what I say.
Here.
What's this?
- There was a problem with your car.
- What happened? - An accident.
- Where's Kyle? - He's secure.
- Where? - Here.
- We gotta get him to his motorcade.
- Okay. I had 'em add another vehicle for you.
- No, we're riding with him. - Okay.
I'll be in touch.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, what about Kyle?
- He's secure. - No, not 'til I have him.
- Max, I got this. - Sam! I wanna know where he is!
- We need to leave now. - Yes, do that.
- Come on. Let's get him to the motorcade.
This is bullshit, Sam.
You okay?
Yeah.
- I thought something was wrong since you wanted to see me.
- Oh, no, no. I just wanted to talk to you.
Have a seat.
Oh, girl.
- You want some tea? - Nancy.
- What? - What is this about?
- What do you mean? - I mean this. What is it about?
- Okay. You know.
- Richard asked you to talk to me.
- Yes, he did. - I'm fine.
Are you?
- Yes, you don't have to worry about me.
Are you sure?
What did he say to you?
- He said that you are not yourself there
- at the White House. - Well, I'm not.
- Why don't you take some time off?
- I'm not doing it. - Why?
- Nancy, she is a horrible human.
Is she?
- Oh, you won't believe how bad she is.
And how bad she treats her children.
And now I gotta deal with this thing about Sam.
And then she just went after him. And he went for it.
Priscilla...
- I don't even know how I'm supposed to process that.
- Mm-hmm. And you still have to cook for this woman?
No, not anymore.
'Cause I don't trust myself with her and she don't
trust herself with me.
Did you confront her?
- Called her everything I could think of.
- And you still have a job?
- Oh, she don't have the kind of power she thinks she has.
- What? - I mean exactly what I said.
She don't have that kind of power.
Then today, she wanted me to sit at the table and eat with her.
What?
- Mm-hmm. This little game she likes to play.
Oh, but she got the right one.
- Ooh, Priscilla. Priscilla, this is dangerous.
What you want me to do?
- I want you to take some time off.
- I'm not giving her the satisfaction.
Why not?
- What am I gonna do with time off, huh?
Just sit around and do nothing? I'm not you, Nancy!
Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it.
- No, you meant it. - No, I'm sorry.
I don't just sit around.
I take care of my husband and my son.
- I know. I know. I didn't mean it.
I understand.
All I wanted to do was just make sure you that you were okay.
- I know. I know. And I insulted you.
No, I'm not insulted.
- Look, let me just go home and get some rest
'cause this has all been very trying.
- I understand. I understand.
But I'm really sorry.
Okay.
- Well, thank you for checking on me. I really appreciate it.
- It's okay. - I didn't mean it.
- Thank you for coming by. - Okay.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Can we talk? - Yeah.
In here.
- That kid. - Yeah. I know.
- Is he all right? - He's in critical condition.
So what happened?
- Damn Grip was supposed to be watching him.
Damn.
- But you know he's trouble. - Yeah. Yeah, I know.
- He confessed to Jean's death. - Yeah.
- Mr. Vice President was on to something, but not totally.
What?
- Well, you can't blame him for both deaths.
Yeah, I know that.
- He better get his facts straight.
Will you come talk to him?
Sam, I can't.
- Richard, we are lining up witnesses.
Sam, you know I can't do that.
What I know working here all these years?
Look, I'm telling you, you're gonna have to tell him. I can't.
Okay.
- Did you talk to him about Sharon?
- Yeah. I talked to the Chief of Staff.
- Sam, why'd you do that?
- He boxed me in. I had to. - Oh, Sam, he is in on it.
I felt that.
You be careful.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
I'm gonna go home.
- Okay. Thank you. - Yeah. You need to.
I got you.
- All right, well, keep me posted.
I'm gonna stop by and tell Sharon just to be careful.
- Okay. Sounds good. Take care, okay?
- Yeah. You do the same.
- Who is it? - It's Alonzo.
- Shut that. - Yeah.
I thought you were gone.
I was.
- Okay. What's up? - Did you hear?
- Hear what? - The First Son.
- Dude, what about him? - He jumped off the roof.
Really?
You don't seem surprised.
- Uh, are you? I mean, we both know
that kid is bat shit crazy, right?
- Yeah. I know that.
- So? - Damn.
- Look, what are you doing back here, man?
- I know this is hard for you. I know how much you loved her.
Yeah.
I loved her much more than she loved me, Alonzo.
No, that's not true.
Oh, no, no, no. It is.
Uh, she was -- the damn President.
You don't believe that.
- Yeah, I know it was true, man. I believe it.
- That was the Press Secretary being jealous.
- Here we go. Oh, man.
I know it was true. Okay? She told me.
That's why I know that the First Lady
had something to do with Ellie's death.
Don't start that.
- Oh, come on, man. Can you just hear me out?
- I can't listen. - Why?
Because...
- Because why? Alonzo, what do you know, man?
- The Vice President. He went off talking about
the President and the First Lady
being responsible for two deaths.
Jean included.
But I know that kid killed Jean. I heard him say it.
I saw her walk up to his room
and never come out on footage.
- So, so, what are you saying, man?
- They're blaming the President and the First Lady.
They didn't do it. That kid did it.
- So, are, are you telling me that you think the kid
had something to do with killing Ellie?
- Could be. - All right.
Look, maybe I would've believed that, okay? But she called me.
The First Lady called me. Rang my phone.
- Wait... - The First Lady.
She said she did it?
- No. She didn't say all that. But...
Look...
- I think it was that kid. - No, no, no.
- I really do. - Okay, look. I can't do this.
I can't do this anymore, okay? Please.
- Well, let's not. Let's drink.
Shit.
- I can't believe this, man. This is all so crazy.
Come on, man.
I can't believe it.
I can't believe she's... She's gone.
- I'm sorry. Let me pour.
- All right. Y'all wanna wait outside while I lock up?
- No, we're good. - Yeah, we're, we're with you.
- What's happening here? - What do you mean?
- I mean, you two have been under me since I got here.
- Well... - Are you worried?
No. No.
Sharon?
- We just know there's power in numbers, so...
- If there is something wrong, guys, don't you think
- you should tell me? - Kareem, it's fine.
- Tell him. - No.
Tell him.
- One of you tell me something. Both of you actin' like kids.
- Tell him. - Dale, stop.
- Somebody tell me. - Kareem, it's...
- What the hell?
- Oh, it's just Mr. Richard.
We're closed.
- Hey. - Hi.
Hey.
- Hey, uh... - What's up?
- Listen, can we, uh, can we talk outside?
Yeah. Yeah.
Listen, how are you?
I'm okay.
Okay, good.
I, uh, spoke with Sam.
What did he say?
They're looking into it.
What does that mean?
- That means that this is very complicated.
Okay, I can imagine.
Yeah.
Uh, nobody's bothered you?
No, no one.
Okay. That's good.
- Okay. Um, I feel like...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Barry, yeah, what are you doing here?
I figured it out.
What are you talking about?
- You and the President. - What?
- Look, I was in that store with Denise.
And that agent came and took her to the White House.
And then I never saw her again.
- Did he send someone after you? - Barry...
- Now, Barry... - No, Dad.
That man is crazy. And I know he did something
to Denise, and now he's getting away with it.
We are handling it.
He is?
- Barry, look, you are not supposed to know this shit.
- Why the hell not, Dad? Because it's the President?
- No, because there's a lot of moving parts
and it's very dangerous.
- Sharon, what'd he do to you? - Barry, will you just go home?
- Tell me. - Nothing.
Did he send someone after you?
- Barry... - Did he?
- Barry, if you just go home, I will tell you everything.
- Sharon, I need you to come home with me.
- What? - This asshole
cannot protect you. I can. Come home with me.
- I'm not coming back with you. - Well, I need you to.
- Barry, will you just go home? Please, go home!
- Sharon, you know how much I love you.
- I need you to come home with me. - Barry...
- All right, come on. Everything all right?
- Yes, --! - Everything...
- Go back in the store! - Everything is fine.
- Barry was just leaving. - I wasn't leaving.
- And so was Mr. Richard.
- Yes. Look,
- you just remember what I said. - Yes. Okay.
Come on, Barry.
- Sharon-- - Come on!
You okay?
Yeah.
Well?
- Look, can we just lock up and go back
to your place, please?
- Yeah. Yeah, come on.
My son.
My husband.
This shit ain't gonna work.
Ma'am?
- I thought you were at the hospital.
No, ma'am. I'm not.
Okay.
- Ma'am, do you wanna know how your son is doing?
- Look at me. - Yes?
Do I look sad?
- No, ma'am. You look angry.
Shit.
- I'm trying to make myself sad. - Well, perhaps if
I tell you how your son's doing that might...
- No. No.
The thought of him being in pain actually brings me joy.
Wow.
- And him jumping from the building?
That's just...
That shit is just funny.
It's just.. What, did he have a Red Bull?
Huh.
- He thought he had wings. He thought he had wings.
I know that's my son.
But that little mother-- is crazy.
I see, ma'am.
Let me pull myself together. Ooh.
- I got tears. - Yeah.
- That's what I was trying to get.
But it's the wrong reaction. Whew.
Emotions are weird, huh?
I'm sorry.
I'm better now.
- I'll wait 'til you're done, ma'am.
I'm done.
Donald, I wanna tell you a story.
I'm gonna try not to laugh.
- When he was a little boy... - Uh-huh.
- I told him about "The Wizard of Oz".
You know, the Scarecrow needing a brain,
Lion needing courage, Tin Man needing a heart.
- I think I see where this is going, ma'am.
- But you know what I need right now?
What's that?
- I need to see the Wizard to be able to cry for this
mother--!
You know it's funny! This shit is funny!
Oh, God.
That's why I'm wearing this dress.
The yellow brick road.
I was just trying to remind myself.
Okay. I'm being all serious.
What is it?
You need help, ma'am.
I know! I need to see the Wizard!
- You know, maybe we could bring your son's doctor in and help?
Maybe you can talk to her?
- Okay, okay, okay, okay, Donald.
What is it?
- Well, ma'am, I'm almost afraid to tell you this, but...
- The press is assembled. - Good.
- I'm a little afraid of what you're gonna say.
You wanna prep me on that?
- Well, if I wanted to do that, I would have
done it already.
I'm gonna tell 'em to follow the yellow brick road, honey.
- Well, ma'am, maybe I can help you with what you're
- about to do at least. You know? - No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
- Just guide you through what to say?
- No, no, no, no. - No?
- I got it. I got it.
- Look, ma'am, they are waiting, but I don't know if we
should do this. Okay, maybe we could...
- Oh, Donald, you need to see the Wizard too.
You're the Lion.
Have courage.
- Ah, ma'am, I'm sorry. I'm confused.
Do you wanna explain to me this laughing?
I don't understand.
- I'm...I'm trying to do something that's
- very, very difficult for me. - Okay.
- And that's look concerned or have...
Oh, God, what's the... What's the...
- Empathy, ma'am.
That shit, yeah.
Well, good luck with that.
Yeah.
Well, um... Let me just get a drink
and I'll be in there, okay?
Oh, goodness.
Yes, ma'am.
Thank you, Donald.
Yeah.
Ma'am, perhaps if I told you how your son
- was actually doing... - No...
- Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am... - Donald...
- Ma'am, look, ma'am, look. Your son...
- Don't make me. Please don't make me smile.
- Ma'am, look. Your son is in critical condition.
I'm serious...
- He's not doing so well. Maybe you could just...
- I'm serious, Donald. - Come on, ma'am.
- All that shit is funny to me, Donald. Just stop.
I've been trying to get rid of that little bastard
- since he could talk.
- So -- annoying. Just go. Go.
Just give me a minute. I'll get it together.
Yes, Mr. Lion.
- I'll call the White House doctor tomorrow, ma'am.
- Get the hell outta here, Donald.
- Jesus. - Okay, I have to do it.
Cry, girl. Cry.
- Lilly, put the damn gun down. - Hi.
How are you?
I'm feeling better.
Good.
- I was just, um, watching the news.
Okay.
So, Vice President did it.
Yeah, he did.
So what do we do now?
We don't know.
We just sit here?
- He's building a case. Did you get that?
- Okay, well... What about me?
What do I do?
- This isn't even about you, darling.
- Max, enough. - There are bigger things...
- Enough! Enough. Okay?
- I didn't mean that. Okay?
It's okay.
I meant, what happens next?
We'll figure it out.
You sure you're okay?
- Yeah, I'm just, you know, I'm just still
spitting up water but...I'm fine.
That's good.
- Yeah. I'm just so tired of running and hiding, you know?
It could be all over soon.
- Yeah, well, he tried to kill me.
- I wasn't gonna let that happen.
- Yeah, well, I know you weren't but...
But?
I realized something.
What's that?
- None of this is gonna be over until he's dead.
What?
- Yeah, my life will not be okay until he's dead.
Well, that may be soon.
Him and Kyle.
We have Kyle.
Where is he?
- He's in a bunker at the White House.
- What? - Yeah.
Get him to me.
- Look, I'm working on it. I just have to see
how this thing plays out with the Vice President.
Okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Okay.
You want a drink?
Yeah.
I'll get it.
All right.
- This is Sam. - It's me.
Hey.
- So where is he? - He's here, Max.
I want him.
I can't let you have him.
Sam, come on.
- Yeah, I know what he did to you.
- He didn't just try to kill me.
- He threatened my kid. - I know.
- Can't you just bring him somewhere and leave him?
Max, you're asking me to...
- I know what I'm asking you to do.
Well, then you know I can't.
- Sam, eventually you're gonna have to choose a side in this.
I am on the side of right.
- I know that, and so was I.
But as long as we play by the rules,
they'll keep winning.
- And if we don't, then we all lose.
- Look, you just leave him in a box truck in that old park.
- I can't do that. - Sam, please.
- I'm sorry, okay? I gotta go.
- Sam! - I gotta go.
- No, Sam, Sam, I'm gonna bring the truck there.
I'm gonna park it. I'll be there in an hour, okay?
The combination for the lock is 3453.
You just leave him in there handcuffed
- and I got the rest. Okay? - I gotta go.
- Sam, I'm gonna be there in one hour!
Where are you going?
Out.
You good?
Yeah. I'm good
Yo, is he good?
Yeah.
- So the Vice President is secure?
Yeah, that's why we're here.
Okay.
I'm just glad you're safe.
- I"m just want all this to be over with, you know?
- Soon. Just trust me.
I'm sorry. I can't take many questions.
This has been a trying day.
And I need to get to the hospital to see my son.
The truth is the Vice President was right.
There was a woman whose store I shopped at once with my son.
He loved going shopping with me.
- She's really spinning this shit.
- And he became infatuated with her.
It was a day she came to the White House
to deliver some dresses.
And he attacked her. We had no idea.
Gotta be kidding me.
Yeah, what'd you expect?
- And there was another beautiful young woman
who worked here at this sacred place.
My son also attacked her.
Both women died here at the White House.
- You really are a cold bitch, aren't you?
- He's only 17 and I knew he needed help.
I had no idea it was this bad.
My husband and I have been about the business
of running this country.
Will this work?
I don't know.
My God, they are horrible.
Yes, they are.
And today...
- Well, did we underestimate them?
- ...with him jumping from the roof...
We have the truth.
- ...we are so remorseful that we have
failed this country.
We truly didn't know.
And for that, we are so very sorry.
Oh, shut up!
And they all gonna fall for this shit.
They all gonna fall for that shit.
- I just, I just... I think I'm gonna faint.
She is so full of shit, man.
Damn.
- You don't believe any of this, right?
Do you?
- ANNOUNCER: Next on "The Oval"...
They're gone.
- How was it? - Wicked.
- I have you in here on a federal warrant...
This is bullshit!
- ...signed by the Vice President.
- We have them on the ropes. All we have to do
is keep the pressure on.
Damn, he looks bad.
- Yeah, that's what happens when you fall several stories.
- This is DC police. They're saying they have
a Kareem Richardson there. He's saying that his girlfriend
was kidnapped by the President.