- What is this wicked shit, Victoria?
-Previously on "The Oval"...
- He didn't make it. - No!
- She did it.
- Not being a caring mother and murdering her own son
is a far stretch.
- You only got one shot left.
- Well, that's all I need.
- It wouldn't be such a bad move if we let 'em
kill each other down there, right?
- They took me to the top of the Washington Monument
and they said that if I talked, they'd push me out
of that little window. - You're not going to die.
- If I can't trust you, I'll kill you.
She's in the kitchen. Kill 'em both.
- What was that about?
- I don't know.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah. I'm sure.
- I don't like the feeling of this.
- It's fine. - Mm-mm.
- It's fine. - No.
It doesn't feel right.
And if I know anything, it's to go with my gut.
- Am I missing something here?
You're a chef. No?
- Yeah, okay. chuckles Mm-hmm.
- He's the Chief of Staff.
- Don't be cute.
- I'm not being cute, okay? I'm...I'm...I'm just saying.
- Does he ever come here?
- Yeah. - How many times?
- Once or twice.
- And why?
- Well, uh...
- When was the last time he came here?
- He came here once when Jason was here.
- Jason was here?
- Yeah.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, you didn't tell me that.
- I know. Look, I forgot, okay?
This is all a lot for me. All right?
- You need to sober up, okay? - Okay.
- I need you to talk to me.
- It was that one time.
- Well, what the hell was he doing here?
- Jason came in her trunk, like his sister did.
And, uh, yeah.
- And then what happened?
- I walked in on them.
- Doing what?
- He was attacking Ellie.
- And then what happened?
- Well, and then I hit him over the head with a guitar
and I knocked his ass out.
- What? Okay
What the hell?
-Ladies and gentlemen, the President
and the First Lady.
- So that one time he came and Kyle came and, you know,
they cleaned up that whole mess.
- Why didn't you tell me this a few minutes ago?
- Look, I just remembered now, okay?
You're asking me too many questions.
- Did he ever come here again?
- Yeah.
- When was that?
- When...when Ellie died.
- Okay.
Why did you offer him my purse?
- Really? It worked, didn't it?
- Okay. See, I don't... I don't like this.
- What? - He's a very dangerous man.
- He won't hurt me.
- What? Why?
- Well, it, uh, chuckles sounds crazy, but, um,
he likes me.
- Likes you how?
- Like, he likes me likes me.
- Is there something you're trying to say to me?
- No.
- Then what are you saying exactly?
- I'm saying
he's bisexual.
He looks at me sometimes.
- Well, how does he look at you?
- Kinda like I, um, I look at women.
I can feel it, trust me.
- And you knew he was coming?
- No.
- Well, did he announce last time?
- You're asking me too many questions.
Okay, I don't know.
- Was this different?
- Yes, no, I don't know. I don't...
I don't know. This is a lot.
I can't remember if he said he was coming by or not.
Honestly, I can't remember. - Okay. Think, Allan.
Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Put your shoes on. - What? I'm tired.
- Put your shoes on. We have to get out of here.
- Look, I'm not going anywhere.
- I don't like how I feel about this right now.
Now, put your shoes on. I'm not gonna tell you again.
Let's go.
- Whoa. Well, good thing he didn't open up your purse, huh?
- Is there a back door? - No.
- We have to get out of here. Let's go.
-Hurry up.
- You're being really dramatic. You know that?
- Allan, shut up, put your shoes on, let's go.
- They're on.
- You ready?
- Nancy, are you scared?
- Should Barry be out there by himself?
- Baby, they are not looking for him.
- Richard, I just will feel better if he was here with us.
- I know, I know. I will, too.
- You need to call him.
- Nancy, I'm...I'm not gonna have him in this house
being disrespectful.
- You have that boy in here, and not your own son.
- Our son is disrespectful.
- Richard, you gotta understand how he feels.
- Nancy, I do.
Shit, these people could be killed.
- Richard... - Nancy, you know I'm a soldier.
- I know. - I'm not gonna let that happen.
- I know it.
- Okay.
- But I'm worried about Barry.
- All right, look. I'll...I'll call him.
- Please. And tell him to come home.
- Okay.
He...he's...he's not answering.
- Richard...
- Baby, he...he's fine.
- But he knows about this, too!
- Yes, and he hasn't told anybody.
- But Sam. - And he wouldn't say anything.
- And you been calling him. Why hasn't he called you back?
- Nancy. Nancy, I need you to calm down.
- Okay. - Okay.
Now, let's just... let's go upstairs
and get some rest.
I have a meeting and I'll be back.
- Okay, but if something happens...
- No, there's no but. Just go upstairs and get some rest.
I'll keep trying Barry.
- Okay.
And I'll call him, too.
- Okay.
- Sir?
Sir, are you okay?
- Where were you?
- I was...I was on my way home when
your secretary called. What's going on?
- She killed him, Donald.
- Who? Who, sir? Who was killed?
- Victoria, she killed Jason.
- What? Sir...
How, sir?
- I don't know. She was...I was in the room
and then she just, uh...
- Sir. Wait, sir.
Hey, sir, I'm right here. Okay?
Talk to me. What happened?
- She went...I was in the room with her
and Jason, then I went out.
He was fine. - Ah.
- The surgeon said he was fine.
- Sir, I am so sorry.
- All of a sudden she comes out screaming that...
he's dead. All the doctors rushed in.
- Donald?
- Wait, sir. Are you sure?
- She said so.
- I can't believe it. I can't believe she would do this.
Can't believe she would kill her son.
I know he had trouble. I know he was broken...
-Sir... - But God help us all.
- Sir.
Sir, can I... - I don't trust her, Donald.
- I can understand, sir.
- I need to, uh, I need to, I need to move
to a different room. - Yes, sir. You know I can
take care of that, but sir...
Sir, you know she won't.
- Donald, she just snuffed out our child
like he was a cockroach.
- I understand, sir.
- Yeah, I need to get away from her.
I need to get out of that room. - Okay, okay.
Listen, sir. As bad as this may sound...
sir, I'm sure she thought that she was doing
what was best for everything that you built.
Okay.
- Has everyone lost their damn minds?
-No.
- Is this worth it? Is any of this worth it?
- Sir...
- You listen to me. -Yes.
- I wanna figure out how she did it.
- Yes, sir. - You make that happen.
- I can make it happen, sir. You know I can.
Okay?
- Do it...do it for Jason.
- For Jason, sir.
- I need a... - What do you need, sir?
Listen, you tell me what you need, sir, and I will get it.
What do you need? Hm?
- I need a, I need a woman. I need that girl.
- A girl, sir?
- Yeah, I need a girl and I need a, I need Kyle.
- Kyle? Sir?
- Yeah, Kyle has my cocaine. I need my cocaine
and I need Kyle. I need that woman.
- Okay, okay, well first, sir, that girl, sir...
Sir, that girl's not interested.
- Oh please, Don, everybody's interested in me.
Everybody's interested in money. Everybody's interested in power.
Everybody's interested in all this bullshit.
Don't put on airs with me.
You do it, too. - Sir...
- You would -- her if you had a chance.
So don't even start with me.
- Okay, sir, perhaps you should stop drinking, okay?
- I just started. - Yeah.
- Yeah, get Grip in here.
- Oh, sir, he's not here. - Where is he?
- You know, sir, I'll...I'll get right on it.
Okay? - Go find him.
- Yes, sir.
Sir, I'll be... I'll be right back, okay?
Just stay away from that, okay?
-Yes, sir? - Yeah, is Griplyn there?
-I'm sorry, sir. - Where is he?
-He's not here. - Who...who are you?
-Alonzo, sir. - Alonzo, great. Get over here.
This is the President. -Yes, sir.
- Now. -Yes, sir.
- Barry. - What?
- Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't talk to me like that.
- Dad, what is it?
-Come on.
- Is Kareem still there?
- Look, I gotta go somewhere and
do something very important. I just need you to come home.
- Why? - Look, I need you all together.
- Then he needs to leave.
- Barry, we already talked about this.
- No, no, Dad, I'm good. I'm fine.
I'm staying at my friend's house.
- No, no. You are coming home.
- You just put me out.
- Okay, look. Barry. I don't have time for this
right now. Just...just come back home.
- No, I'm good. Thank you.
- Okay, all right. Just listen to me, please.
And just do me this one favor and come home.
- Dad, stop. - Barry, God, please. Come home.
- So you really want me to come back there when
Sharon and Kareem still in the house?
-Yes, please. Now, just come home
and look after your mother. I have to go.
- Dad, don't do that. Don't bring her into this.
- Barry, just come home.
- Okay, fine.
- Thank you.
- But Dad, I swear to God, he better stay
the hell away from me.
-He will.
- Okay.
- I love you, son.
- I love you, too.
- Nancy!
-Yeah?
- He's coming home.
- Okay.
Please talk to Sharon
and get her to help him stay calm.
- Okay.
- All right. I'll see you when I get back.
- Okay. - Bye.
- You call that right away?
- Sorry, sir. - Get over here.
Did you tell anyone I called you?
- No, sir.
- You're friends with Griplyn, right?
- Yes, sir. - Saw you guys talking.
- Yes. - Do you talk a lot?
- Yes, sir.
- You know how Griplyn operates?
- Yes, sir.
- Who's your boss?
- You are, sir. - And don't you ever forget it.
- Yes, sir.
- You and I are gonna go on a little trip.
Okay? - Yes, sir.
- We're not gonna tell anybody about it.
- Is there something I need to know, sir?
- No, nothing.
I need you to put this on. I need you to get me out
of this White House the way Griplyn does.
- Sir, I should tell the Chief of Staff.
- No Chief of Staff. No motorcade.
We're gonna get out of the White House.
We're gonna take your car.
When we get to your car, I'm gonna give you the address.
Okay. All you gotta remember is
who's your boss?
- You. - Yeah.
- I'm your responsibility.
And it's your duty to do what I say.
All right?
- Yes, sir. - It's gonna be fine.
- Yes, sir. - Same way Griplyn does it.
Understand? - Yes. Yes, sir.
- Got any other questions? - No, sir.
- Okay.
- What kind of car do you got? Toyota Tercel or something?
- It's a Prius, sir. - A Prius?
- Yes, sir.
- I'm gonna sit in the back anyway.
Trying to save the environment, are you?
- Not sure, sir. I'm not sure.
- You just got it for that carpool lane, didn't you?
- Yes, sir. - Yeah, let's go.
- Come in.
What?
- Ma'am.
- What?
- What did you do?
- Excuse me? - Your son. What did you do?
- I didn't do anything. Did Hunter call you?
- Yeah, yeah he did.
- So you're the principal coming to punish me?
- No, no, no, no, I just, I just want the informant.
- Why do you need an informant, Donald?
You gave me the drugs to use. - Sh.
- You didn't tell him.
- I have no idea what you're talking about, ma'am.
- I see. Plausible deniability.
- Ma'am?
- What?
- I need your help with him. - What is it?
- He is...he is having a mental breakdown.
He wants cocaine and he wants women.
- That's where he always goes when he gets overwhelmed.
- Can you help him?
- I'm not -- him. You do it.
- Ma'am.
- Oh, so cute when you blush.
- Okay, ma'am, this is really serious right now.
- Okay, look at me.
I'm working on my sad face for...for when we announce
that my son has...
that he's...he's died.
-Victoria!
- What?
- What are you gonna do about your husband, hm?
- That's your five-year-old to deal with.
I got other stuff to think about.
- No, I need to go home now.
- Well... - Talk to him.
- No.
- No, you go to the oval right now and you talk
to your husband, do you understand?
- Donald.
- I need to go home now.
-Okay.
Fine. Worthless.
- Sharon? - Hm?
- Come here. I need to talk to you.
- Okay.
Yeah?
- Barry is coming home.
- Oh, okay.
- And you know... - I...I know.
- So please do what you can to just keep him calm.
- I will. - And Sharon?
- Hm? - I don't want no shit.
You know how he and Kareem are.
- I know. I will. I will.
- It is hard as hell to keep that boy in my house.
- Well, when Mr. Richard says that we're safe,
we'll all be gone. I promise.
- I know.
- Are you okay?
- I'm not the one he's after.
Are you okay?
- I mean, yeah. But with his son being
in the hospital, I'm sure he's not thinking about me, right?
- Don't count on it.
- What do you mean?
- Look, Richard don't tell me nothing, but I have heard
crazy things about that man.
- Like what?
- Just don't worry about it, just note that.
- Okay, you can't say that and then say don't worry about it.
- Just know that when Barry gets home you keep him calm.
- I will.
- Okay. - Ms. Nancy...
- Please, don't say I'm sorry again.
It's not your fault.
- I know, but I just... I feel bad
about all of this mess.
- I know you do. We all do.
Okay? - Okay
- I can see all the blood. Sam?
Are you still with me?
- Oh, ho, ho, all right. Hey, you fooled me.
You ain't gone yet.
- I'm not dying, buddy.
- Yeah, well, I think you are.
With every second that passes.
- Don't count on it.
- That's all I can do is count on it, Sam.
That's all I got left. - Yeah, yeah. Yeah, okay.
Okay.
- Let me ask you something, Sam.
How many times has that code changed?
- It doesn't matter, Kyle.
You're still not getting out of here.
-Yeah, okay.
- Who's that? -Sam?
- Stay low.
- What's going on?
He shot me.
- Oh, damn.
Where's he hit? - In the back and the side.
- Vest on? - He got through.
-Oh, shit. Let me check it out.
- No, no, get him out of here. - No. No.
- Take him. Take him! - No, Max, you take him.
- No, I'm gonna take care of Kyle.
- No, we need him alive.
- Damn it, Sam! Not this shit again.
- We need him.
- Bobby, Bobby, take him out, okay?
- No.
- Max, we need him. - I'm gonna leave alive, okay?
Just go!
- Don't leave me here with him.
He's gonna kill me and all my information will die with me.
- You see? - Shut the -- up, Kyle!
- Shut the -- up, Max! - Calm this, --.
- Bobby, Bobby listen here.
He won't do the right thing, okay? He's too close to it.
- Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, I'm good, okay?
I'm good. I'm good. Get him out of here.
- He's not.
- Max, why don't you give him out and get him
some help, all right?
- I want him. - And I'll give him to you.
- No, you won't. - Look, I promise you, I will.
- All right, don't mess with me on this, don't you --
- Just get him outta here and get him to the hospital, okay?
-No, no, no. - Max, just do it!
- Bobby, you know I can't!
- He'll die if you don't.
He's bleeding out. - All right, all right.
- Come on. Come on. Don't do it, Max.
Don't do it.
- Come on, Sam. - Easy, easy, easy.
- Come on. Come on.
I think he's only got one shot left.
- Okay. -Don't let the door close.
-- I got the codes. -- Okay.
- Hey, you hold them up and you wait for me.
I'll get him to the hospital and be right back.
-I got you. - Do you understand me?
-I got you, now move. - Don't leave me, Max.
- Looks like it's just me and you now, Kyle.
- Ooh, Bobby, baby.
-Yeah.
- I've missed you.
- Yeah, Kyle. I missed you too.
- What do you say, you wanna come around here
and we can just hug it out?
- No, that's not gonna happen.
- Well then, it looks like we may be here a long time.
- Well, good thing I'm in it for the long run, hm?
-Ooh, hoo, hoo, okay. Long.
- And I got a hot piece of lead for that ass.
- I was hoping for something else for this ass.
- Not gonna happen.
- Yeah. Wishful thinking.
- Hey.
- How you doing?
- Good. So, did you daddy call you?
- Yeah, he did. - Okay, good.
- Is he still here?
- Yes, he is.
- Okay, well, I'm just gonna go upstairs then.
- Barry...
- Yes?
- I know you don't like this. But I'm glad you understand.
- Understand what, Ma? That he has to be here
in the house? - That this is a serious thing.
- Yeah, I get that.
- I'm sorry this is happening.
- It's all right. It's all right.
- Okay.
- Thank you.
- Love you. - I love you too.
- Um, Barry, I'm so sorry about all of this.
- Sharon, I don't wanna hear this right now.
- I know, I know you don't. Um, but I just wanted you...
- What are you doing?
- ...to know how much I appreciate you.
- Sharon don't do...please don't do this right now.
- Don't do what? I appreciate you.
What? Just... - Okay.
- Just hug me. Like, come on, I'm scared. Shit.
- You don't want him to hug you?
- Well, he's right there. If he wanted to hug me, he could.
- Yes, he is right there.
- Listen... - You need to make up your mind.
- I don't wanna be in this situation at all, trust me.
- You think I wanna be in this situation?
- I know you don't. But come on,
all the history that we have, can't you just be nice
to me for once? Give me a hug.
Thank you. Now was that so hard?
- It was, actually.
- Oh.
- Y'all got a bathroom in this house?
- You ain't gotta... this -- ain't gotta use the bathroom.
- A porta-potty... - Hey, it's right this way.
- Do I just pick a corner? - Find it.
- Hey, sh, look at me. Hey.
- Shit, man. - Okay, I...
- Every single chance he gets...
- Oh my God. So close.
- It's right here.
- Yeah, thanks.
- You're not gonna go in?
- I mean, Dale, what am I doing here, man?
- Kareem, it's okay.
- No, it's not. I'm in this dude's house
like we're homies or something.
- Yeah, because we're trying to be safe.
- Well, shit, I might as well just take my chances.
- Yeah, you don't mean that.
- Did you see them?
- Yeah, I did. - Well, what the hell?
- She's not into him. - How do you know that?
- Because I know that. - How do you know?
- I just know, okay?
- All up in there hugging on him and shit.
- I mean, she knows him, right? - No, I know her.
- She's just trying to keep things calm.
And you know how he is.
- I'm leaving. - No, just go use the bathroom.
- Dale... - Just...
- Nah, Dale...
- Everything will be okay, just go use the bathroom.
- Dale, what... where's the light?
Oh, thanks.
- Hm.
- What?
- Everyone should have been here by now.
- Yeah, I know.
- You want me to call?
- Yeah?
-It's me, sir.
- What is it?
-Sam's been shot. He's okay.
He's at the hospital.
- What?
-Yes, sir.
- What happened?
-Kyle got a gun into the bunker.
- How did that happen?
-Sam told me he thinks they gave it to him.
- Why would they do that?
-To sabotage Sam.
- Damn it. Is he okay?
-Yes, but I need to get back to the bunker.
Bobby's holding Kyle.
- Okay, listen. I don't think I need
to explain how important it is that he stays alive.
-Yeah, I get that, sir.
- But do you understand it?
-Yes, sir. I do.
- Okay, good. Keep me posted.
-Yes, sir.
- What happened?
- Sam's been shot.
- What? - Yeah.
- Well, is he okay?
- From what I understand.
- Oh my God.
This is so incredibly dangerous.
- Yes, it is.
- But you know what? Everything is gonna be fine.
It's gonna be okay.
- I need to get them some backup.
- For what?
- I need to get a man on Sam in the hospital.
I need to get back up for Max and Bobby.
- But from who, Eli?
- Shit.
- There's no one we can trust.
- Damn it.
- They're just gonna have to handle it themselves.
Okay?
- Okay.
- I hope you're right.
- I know I am. They can handle it. Let them.
- Okay.
- Max.
- You're here, all right?
- I need you.
- There's nothing I can do for you here.
- Max, please.
- Sam, I have to go.
- Please, can... can you call Richard?
- What?
- If I don't make it, I want him to call
and tell my wife.
- Sam... - Please?
- What's his number?
- It's there in my phone. Don't kill him.
He's the glue. - Yeah, I got it.
I heard you the first 12 times.
- If he's gone, our case is over.
- You know you should have left him in that box truck.
- Wasn't gonna happen.
- Look, if you would have left him in that box...
- Please, don't.
- Hey.
-Richard.
- Who is this? - It's Max.
- What are you doing with Sam's phone?
- No time to explain. Sam's in the hospital.
- What?
- Yes, he's at St. Rhodes Hospital.
- stutters Is he all right?
- Yes, but I need to get back to something.
Can you come here?
- Yeah, yeah, uh, let me go in
and tell the Vice President.
- No, I already called him, you get here.
- Yeah, okay, I'm on my way.
- Okay. -Max? Is he okay?
- Just get here.
- I gotta call his wife.
- Do what you have to.
- Shit.
- Thanks. Go. I'm fine.
- He's on his way. - Don't kill him, Max.
- I can't make any promises.
- No need to hide. I know you're in there.
Come on out, Lilly. You thought I was gone?
You didn't think it was strange that there was
no Secret Service at the door?
Oh, Lilly, come on out. Hm?
Hey, beautiful.
- Give me the keys.
- Keys?
- I'm leaving.
- You wanna take my car?
- Yes.
- Woman, you know they can track that, right?
- Not if you're dead.
- Oh, come on, baby. You know Secret Service
will be here any moment.
- No, you sent them away, remember?
- No, I was just fooling you, yeah.
- Oh.
- They're watching you right now.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Well, they're gonna love my next move.
- And what's that, baby? Hm?
- When I blow your brains out.
- Nah, nah, you're not, you're not gonna do that.
Trust me. - Yeah, you forgot.
I shot Bobby.
- No, yeah, yeah, I remember you...
you grazed him, right? - Mm-hmm.
-Yeah. - Give me the keys.
- Okay, hey.
They're right there on the table.
- Move away from it.
- Come on, Lilly.
- What? No.
Because you tried to let that bottom bitch kill me.
- Oh my...you know, some people just don't
know how to let stuff go. Baby, that was the past.
- No, that's not the past.
- Oh, baby, the past is hours ago.
- Move!
- You know how much I love you, right?
- You got a strange way of showing it, baby.
- Baby, this could have been a good life for you.
- Oh, yeah? - This could have been
a good life. - Yeah, you, me, and Kyle?
- He's gone. No more Kyle. He's gone.
- Move back.
- Nah. Nah, I'm not doing anything.
- Move.
- Come on, Lilly! This is crazy!
- Oh my God, you are one pathetic sick son of a bitch.
You know that, right? - Thank you, thank you,
thank you. You know, I try. Yeah.
- You know where I want you?
- Hm?
- I want you to go stand right over there.
- Whatever you want, baby. It's all yours.
-Right there. - Right here?
- A little bit back. - You like it right here?
This where you want me? - Yeah.
-You got me.
- Back up.
- Whatever you say.
- All the way.
- This where you want me?
- A little bit further back.
- I got you.
- This reminds me of our wedding day.
- Kinda hot, huh?
- Because you were like a little bitch that day.
-Oh yeah? - Yeah.
- You said you liked it.
- I thought I did like it.
- You liked it.
- All four inches of it.
- Oh, baby, you must have been blind that night.
- But you're not worth it.
- Lilly, don't leave. Lilly.
Goodbye, my love.
- I tried to tell you, didn't I?
Didn't I?
- Wow.
- What?
- They're saying that there are rumors that their son is dead.
- What?
- Wait, Dale, where'd you read that?
- It's on this blog.
- Wow.
- That poor boy.
- Oh my God, tell me about it.
- With a father like that? Yeah.
- And what is wrong with me?