Original subtitles

The President got out of the White House.

[Woman] Previously on The Oval.

If he asks you to do it again, and he will,

I want to know about it.

Something's going on, Donald?

We want to talk to you about the President.

I don't know what it is but I'm gonna figure it out.

We would love it if you would record your calls with him.

Maybe even meet him.

I'm not doing it.

-Tell me what you're doing here? -Camping, sir.

Good balance.

You really know how to use these.

A gay man can't like guns and manicures at the same time?

If I wanted you dead, you would be dead back there with--

[grunting struggle]

[Kyle] You -- lost your -- mind?

You thought I was playing, man?

[Kyle] You could've -- killed us, man.

I just wanted you dead.

[Kyle] I'm going to -- blow your brains out.

You might have to get to your gun first.

I'm going to kill you with me bare hands.

Yeah, that might be hard, huh?

[grunting]

What's the matter, huh, buddy? Huh, you can't get out either?

Oh, I'm getting out.

Listen, listen, listen to me. Listen to me!

Listen to me. I can smell the gasoline, Allan,

this car's going to blow up.

Yeah, and you're in trouble, man, huh?

Allan, Allan, my leg is stuck.

Damn, that sucks, huh?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, you want to go to jail for killing

-a federal agent? -I didn't kill a federal agent.

You were in a car accident.

-You have to help me. - -- you, man!

[grunting] Allan, Allan...

Allan, this car's going to blow up.

Allan!

What, I'm supposed to help you, man, huh?

I'm supposed yo help you so you can kill me!

I told you that this is not what this is about.

Go to hell!

Hell, Allan...

[music]

Damn, you have a nice ass.

[grunts]

[grunting]

Are you insane? Are you insane!

Yeah, I am insane, man, all right?

Get your ass up.

-Just let me go. -No -- way!

You are going to see Donald, you dumb piece of shit.

What, so you guys can just kill me?

Oh, my god, look...

No, please, please, please, please

[gun shots]

[Man] Ladies and gentlemen, the president and first lady.

♪ Feels like I'm running outta time ♪

♪ You gotta get yours, I gotta get mine ♪

♪ Not really sure where we're headed to ♪

♪ I just hope that you make it when I do ♪

Shit! Shit!

-You see that? -All right, easy, easy, --.

What's the matter, Allan, huh?

I thought you weren't afraid to die.

--, man. [groans]

Yeah, yeah, well, it could've been your head.

All right,

--.

If I wanted you dead you-- look at--

Look at me.

If I wanted you dead, you would be dead.

-All right, man. -Get up!

Okay,

shit.

[breathing heavily]

-Get up, get up! -Okay, okay.

Hey, hey, you try anything stupid and swear to god I will

snap your neck like a little twig.

Okay, easy.

At least you ruined that bitch's car.

Yeah, sorry about that, man.

No you're not.

[laughing]

What the hell is so funny?

What the hell is so funny, man?

I can't help it, man, I like you.

Yeah, I'm sorry to hear that.

No, I mean, that was some gutsy shit, kid.

-Whatever. [laughing]

I mean, I mean, you are my kinda man.

Yeah, okay.

Ah, man, hey, hey, hey, you sure you don't go down?

What, man, I don't get down, all right!

I'm not here for your -- games!

Okay, okay, but, hey, that, that was impressive.

You know, you're sick, you know that?

Why, why am I sick, Allan, because I like the action,

the car flipping and shit?

-That's exactly why-- -Yeah.

-sir. -Well,

I was a warrior in combat, man, that's what we did.

You're such a tough guy, you know that?

Yeah, I miss the action.

Is that why you're still in it?

In what?

I don't know, man, huh,

this whole trying to kill people shit.

Oh, my. Son, listen to me, I'm not into that.

That's not for the adrenaline. That is just for the protection

of the White House.

Yeah.

Hey, let me ask you something.

Yeah, shoot.

Who killed Ellie?

Ah, yeah.

That was a sad one.

Who did it, man?

That was just a -- gang-banger in the alley.

No, no, no, no.

you know damn well that wasn't some stray bullet.

That's all I know.

You sure?

Allan, how would I know anything different?

I don't know Mr. Secret Service, huh?

You seem to know everything. You seem to know a lot.

Damn, I like you.

That's too bad.

Why?

Cause I don't like you one damn bit, Kyle, okay?

Well, you're going to, I mean, we just became battle buddies.

Man, what is wrong with you people?

Huh, you think this is all a game?

What's wrong with you!

Oh, my god, you know, the really smart thing was that you

didn't try to fight back any harder than you did.

-Why, why is that? -Because then I would've had to

ruin this perfect chiseled little face of yours.

All right, man, what are we doing here?

You want to stand by this -- fire?

Let's go see Donald.

-Donald? -Yeah.

You're call him, Donald? That's your boss.

Whatever, let's go see him.

All right, go, go ahead and walk.

I love looking at that hard high booty bounce with every step.

You're sick, man, you know that.

Yeah, okay.

Go on, walk it out.

[music]

Mmm.

A little enthusiasm, Allan.

[music]

You...

Yes, sir?

What'd you tell them?

-Sir? -My wife and Donald,

you were with them yesterday. What did you tell them?

Nothing, sir.

Nothing?

-No, sir. -I don't believe you.

Sir, I was outside the entire time.

How'd they know we went out?

I don't know how they would find out, sir.

You don't know how they would find out?

-No, sir. -You're not lying to me?

I'm not lying to you, sir.

[heavy sigh]

All right, well,

there was a police report.

That whole thing with champagne...

Sir, I had it scrubbed.

What?

I had it scrubbed, sir.

You did?

-Yes, sir. -How'd you do that?

I have my sources in the Metro, sir.

I'm proud of you, Alonzo.

-Thank you sir. -Good work.

-Thank you. -But you got screwed over.

-What do you mean, sir? -Your source is compromised.

Victoria's father got ahold of the police report.

That's how they found out.

Just testing you.

Want to make sure you're loyal.

-I'm loyal, sir., -Good.

Because I,

wanna go out again.

Yes, sir.

When would you like to?

I don't know. I'll let you know.

-Yes, sir. -That was the most fun

I've had in a while.

-Glad you enjoyed yourself, sir. -Yeah.

Okay, um, and you gotta get me some more blow.

-Yes, sir. -Okay?

-Same guy, same stuff. -Same guy.

-All right. -You got it, sir.

-Have it for me in the morning? -Yes, sir.

All right, I'll see you in the morning.

Yes, sir, have a good night.

-Yeah, you too. -Thank you.

[music]

[phone buzzing]

Hey, what's going on.

Oh, hello?

Hey, it's me.

[Sharon] Hey, what's up?

Um, I'm going to have to turn my phone off after this, so...

No, no, no, no, it's fine, it's fine.

We went to go see the Vice President.

It's over.

Yeah, I know, but um...

[Sharon] But, but what?

I just,

don't,

yeah, I mean, Kareem told me what you said, but...

Yeah, and you don't believe it?

-[Dale] I just... -Tell me.

Well, that agent guy that likes me, he came to the woods

and he took Allan to see the Chief of Staff.

He what?

Yeah, they said something about

him stealing classified information or something.

Oh, no, they're trying to get him.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Damn. Wait, where are you?

I'm at the pharmacy.

Why are you there?

Well, Kareem's here, so...

All right, well, look, that guy isn't going to bother you

anymore okay, so go home, get some rest.

Like, all this has been rough.

Yeah, but, um...

But what, Dale?

You sure its okay if I still stay there, I mean...

Didn't Kareem invite you?

Yeah, but that was before, all this.

Go to the house.

-Okay. -Wait, you said he's there?

-[Dale] Yeah . -Let me talk to him real quick.

You should call him on his phone.

Good point. All right, I will.

-Okay. -All right, go to the house.

I'll wait until you talk to him because he's in a mood.

What the hell I gotta do all this for?

[phone buzzing]

What, Sharon?

Hey, you at the store?

[Kareem] Yeah, I'm still here working, how'd you know?

Dale told me.

Dale.

Eeee.

Um, okay.

Um, listen, are you going home anytime soon?

Why, are you coming home?

Dale needs to go home and get some rest.

You're calling me about Dale's business?

[Sharon] Yes I am.

Look, come on, don't be an asshole about it.

You see everything that he's been through.

Yeah, what about me, Sharon?

What about what I've been through?

Look, just let him go to your house, okay?

Yeah.

Where are you?

I'm at Nancy's.

Yeah, but where at Nancy's?

-[Sharon] Kareem. -You in his bed?

Look, I'm not doing this with you today, okay.

Let the boy go to your house, all right?

Can't even give me a simple answer.

All right, cool, that's it, I'm gonna call him

and tell him to go.

-Yeah, do what you want, Sharon. -I am.

-Fine. -[Sharon] Bye.

-Bye. -You're so damn--

-[Kareem] Just say it. -Nothing, bye.

[Kareem] Bye.

Annoying, shit.

Hi...

Shit.

[heavy sigh]

[phone buzzing]

Hey.

Hey, go to the house.

Uh-a--are you sure?

[Sharon] Yes.

Okay.

Go now.

Um, okay.

All right, and call me when you get there, okay?

[nervous laugh] Okay, um.

I, yeah, I'm going now.

Are you worried about me?

Dale, just call me.

Should I be worried about me?

Dale, just call me!

Okay, okay, we got a little situation here.

I will, I'll call you.

All right, and you call me back if he try to give you any shit.

Okay, okay, I'm gonna, I'm gonna tell him I'm going.

-All right, bye, Boo. -Bye.

Can't fight your own battles?

Yeah, is it okay?

Yeah, yeah. You got a key?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay, um, I guess I'm gonna--I'll go now.

Yep.

Are--are you going to come soon?

Yeah, Dale...

I'm coming soon, are you still scared?

You--you know, power in numbers...

You mean, safety in numbers.

-Right. -Right, yeah.

Um, okay.

All right, you're gonna be all right.

Just uh, just go ahead, I'll be there soon, all right?

I got some more stuff to take care of.

Okay.

I've been out for two days, still got bills to pay.

Yeah, do you, need any help?

No, Dale, go, home. You'll be fine, okay.

-You sure? -Positive.

All right.

-Lock up behind you. -Okay.

Yeah?

I'm in a lot of pain, man, and I'm really hungry.

Can I get something to eat, and maybe one of those pills?

Yeah.

-I could hook you up. -Thanks, man.

-Appreciate you. -No problem.

Thanks for taking care of me.

[David] You bet.

We need to keep you alive.

Yeah, you're doing a really good job, man.

Just doing my job, son.

Well, you're great at it.

I really appreciate everything you've been doing for me.

[David] It's all right.

Yeah, man, you're doing a great job.

Thanks so much for taking care of me.

[music]

All right, man, enough of the compliments.

It's gotta warm-up. There's no microwave here.

Okay.

[music]

You feel all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, that smells good.

You know, everything you cook has been so good.

That ain't great eatin'.

No, believe me, man,

I've eaten some of the best food in the world.

You, you've got a gift.

I'm sure you have being the President's son.

Yeah...

Yeah, it's got its perks but...

its not all its cracked up to be.

For some sons it has been.

Not for the ones who died young.

Yeah, I could agree.

Yeah, you see.

Can I ask you something?

Yeah.

Why'd you jump, son?

I just,

I really wanted out.

You thought that'd be the best way?

Would've tried other ways but I thought,

I thought jumping off the roof would be the fastest.

It's that bad in there, huh?

It's worse than you can imagine.

Wow.

My mother is just, pure evil.

Your mother?

Yeah.

You know,

she hates me and my sister.

She sent her away. I haven't seen her in months.

-Really? -Yeah, not a call, not a text,

not an email, nothing.

Well, I'm sorry about that.

Wait, man, I-I'm kinda watching that.

-You don't want to see that. -I-I think I do.

Looks like it's your funeral.

Wait, what?

Literally.

[Female Reporter] The First Son will be laid to rest in

Arlington Cemetery, although there have been lots of protests

because of the accusations he's facing.

But again, the country is in mourning for the First Family

at the loss of their son.

When we come back, we're talking about Best in Show.

So they really think I'm dead.

They have to.

[nervous chuckle] Wow.

It's for your own safety.

And that's it, life just moves on.

They go on and they talk about dogs.

That's how it is, kid.

Nobody cares about me.

Look, I'm not a therapist.

I can't do that.

If you're going to have a pity party, you're going to be really

disappointed how much I don't care.

Yeah, I hear you.

Okay, good.

Hey,

what time you usually fall asleep?

Why? You going somewhere?

No, man, I was just wondering.

Maybe.

Well, you got two problems with that...

Oh, yeah, what's that?

You don't know where you are.

Minor detail.

Your biggest problem is you gotta get through me.

Oh, man,

you don't know who I am.

That's not going to be a problem.

Okay, don't get hurt.

-I won't. -Okay, kid.

How long the food going to take to warm up?

Not much longer.

Why don't you just get a microwave here?

Microwave? That shit'll kill you.

What, are you a conspiracy theorist?

Not at all.

You actually live here full time in this--

Come on, kid.

No, this is a dump, man. You gotta up your life-style.

You're not a bad looking dude.

But you know what, at least you got good coffee and good food.

Why don't you drink some more?

-Cheers. -Cheers, buddy, cheers.

Walk.

Don't move. Stand right there.

Well, can I have a seat?

No, Allan, you can stand right here.

He's coming down.

Look, you gotta believe me.

-I didn't steal anything, okay. -Shut up.

Here you get me in a car wreck.

You almost made me mess up my hair.

[music]

Allan--

Hey, sir.

Wow.

You look like hell.

Yeah, I'm sorry, sir.

Where have you been?

-I was, uh-- -Camping, sir.

Camping?

Yes, sir.

Oh, I see.

Kyle, give us a minute, okay?

I'd rather stay, sir.

Why is that?

Well, sir, Allan grabbed the

wheel of the car and he flipped it.

Whaaat?

Yeah.

You owe me a car, Allan.

Yes he does.

Why would you do that, hmm?

He thinks you want to kill him.

[laughs] You're kidding me, right?

[Kyle] No, no, sir, I'm not-- he does.

Oh, so...

So you think he's going to hurt me.

Uh, he could try anything.

He's not going to hurt me, trust me.

-Yeah, I'd rather stay. -Leave.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Allan.

Sir.

Look.

I didn't steal anything, okay?

I didn't say you did.

He's, he's telling me there's

some classified files missing or something.

No there isn't.

What? Why am I here?

Well, I just wanted to talk to you.

-About what? -Okay, you need to bring that

bass in your voice down.

Look, I need to know what's going on, okay?

You know what, Allan, I don't like this, you're a little on

edge, you know. Just wait here.

I'll just go get you a drink, okay?

[music]

You a bourbon guy?

Not really.

I'll make it light.

Go ahead, have a drink.

Thanks.

Ah, it's not poison, okay?

Hmm? Mmm.

There.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You wanna sit?

Why not.

Allan, why would you flip my car, hmm?

Look, I'm not some punk coward, okay, sir.

I'm not just going to go out on my knees.

What are you talking about?

Come on, look, you tried to have me killed.

No I didn't.

If Priscilla hadn't been there, I'd be dead right now.

Allan, I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

Oh no? The agent, sir?

Yeah.

It's coming back to you now, right?

Ah,

you didn't know.

Know what?

-What is this? -Open it.

They were having an affair.

What?

Yeah.

Yeah, he got mad when he found out about you so,

so he killed her.

No.

Yeah, yeah, no, it wasn't, it wasn't a gang shoot out, Allan.

I'm sorry but it was him.

I can't believe this.

You're looking at it, right? It's right in front of you,

right there. See it?

This is in my bed.

Ah, yeah, I'm so sorry, buddy.

What the hell?

I, I didn't want you to find out like this cause I really didn't

want to hurt you, but, Allan, I felt like you needed to know

so here we are.

I can't believe this.

Yeah, me neither.

No, no, no, don't, don't look at that last photo--ahhh.

What the hell's going on, sir?

He ended his life.

He did this?

Yeah, look, he wrote a suicide note and everything.

Okay, look, Allan, hey, hey, listen to me,

I'm so sorry that he came after you, okay?

Shit!

-I thought it was-- -Me?

All this time?

Shame on you, Allan, shame on you.

I'm sorry, sir.

No, it's okay, hey,

I forgive you, all right?

But I want you to know, hey, look at me--

I'm sorry, would you please pick up those pictures cause I don't

want my wife to see them.

She on some pain pills and going crazy in this house...

She doesn't need to see that. Can you please?

Thank you.

All of them, please.

Thank you.

I love you.

Hmm?

Yes, sir.

Do you love me?

Of course, sir, yeah.

Okay.

Great.

Well, I want you to go home, Allan,

and I want you to get some rest

and I'll see you first thing in the morning, okay?

-Yeah. -Yeah.

And hey...

Allan...

Hell, I'm sorry about all of this, okay?

Me too, sir.

Yeah, you have a good night.

Thank you.

Hey, Kyle...

Kyle?

Oh, sorry.

Why don't you get a detail to drive my buddy, Allan, here

home, okay? He's not fit to drive.

-Agent Marcel. -Marcel...

How'd that go?

He believed every damn word.

Why are they so stupid?

Why don't you just let me take him out?

Oh, no, have you seen him? That one's too cute.

I want to play with him a little while longer.

Well, just know that I'd do it.

Oh, I know you would, trust me.

That's my puppy.

-I miss you. -Do you?

Do you miss me?

You know, I haven't decided yet,

especially after the pharmacy guy, you know, I'm still

a little up in arms about that.

Do you miss him?

Do you miss him?

Careful with that next answer.

we don't want to be doing any funerals.

Get, the hell out!

Go ahead, Kyle.

Donald...

Go on.

Well, I'm getting really tired of her.

Just go.

Okay.

Happy wife, happy life, Kyle, okay?

Faster.

Faster.

-Donald? -Faster.

Happy wife, happy life, Kyle.

Just go -- each other now, please.

Faster.

You can calm down, the bad man's gone.

-Donald? -Yeah, baby?

-I need to go to the doctor. -For what?

Because I am in a lot of pain right now, Donald.

Oh, my god, baby, it is a flesh wound, Jesus.

Okay, Donald, I'm going to the doctor.

To tell them what? What are you going to tell them?

I need help, okay?

And exactly what happens when they see that you've been shot?

I don't care, Donald.

I am in a lot of pain, baby.

You know what, baby, I will have

someone come in the morning, okay?

No, no, no, no, please-- Donald, please.

You can't go to the hospital because they--

get your hands off me. Look, I don't like you--

Donald, please.

No, no, no, no, you got pain pills, right?

Go ahead, drink up. I'm not Bobby,

here, just a little bit.

Easy.

Listen, baby, you can't go to the doctor, okay,

because their--

You're just going to take it to the head just like that, huh?

Yes.

Look, baby, you can't go to the

doctor because then there will be press.

Mmm, no, no, no, no, no, Donald, look,

there, there's an oath, okay.

-Yeah. -All right, they can't say

anything, there's HIPAA laws.

Baby, no one cares about HIPAA, okay?

There's also domestic abuse laws.

You want me going to jail?

What? God, what?

You cannot go to the hospital because then they will see

that you have been shot and they will ask if you are in danger.

-And I will say, no. -I don't believe that one.

Donald, listen, baby, I just need--

You need, just go upstairs, baby, and just, just get some

rest, that's all you need to do, huh?

Donald, I'm just in a lot of pain right now.

Aren't we all? Have you seen this?

Huh? Aren't we all.

Oh, god, I can't, I can't...

I can't do this.

Baby, a doctor will be here in the morning.

And what am I supposed to do-- -I don't know,

baby, just go, go take some pills,

drink some Sprit, some milk, okay, just go.

-Go... -Holy shit.

Okay.

[grunts]

[birds chirping]

Hey.

He didn't come home last night?

No, no he didn't.

Where could he be?

I don't know. We were just talking about that.

I don't like this.

I don't either.

[Sharon] I just hope that he's not--

All right, all right, this, this is, not helping.

I'm sorry.

Just go on and eat now.

-I'm going to call Sam. -Okay.

All right.

-Ms. Nancy-- -Baby, just go on and eat.

-Here. -All right.

I can't eat a thing.

I don't think I'll be able to either.

Where could he be?

You don't think he went back to get Callie?

After what they did to him last time--

I don't think so.

I mean, I hope not.

Nah, no, he knows better than that.

Well, you know how he gets when he gets mad.

I know. I know.

So, maybe I should just go back to Kareem's.

Why are saying that?

Cause if he's mad then, maybe I'm making it worse.

Maybe he's not coming back because I'm here.

It ain't that, honey.

If you wanna go back to Kareem's, just go.

I think it's best.

Okay. Did you get any more calls?

No, I didn't.

Hmm, okay.

Why?

Sharon, have you thought about,

you know, what they asked you to do?

To, to trap the President? I'm not doing that.

-Sharon, you can do it. -No, Ms. Nancy, I couldn't.

Okay.

What makes you think I could?

You know you're a street girl...

Bitchtopia.

Ms. Nancy--

I just want them to have all the

help they need to bring him down.

-Yeah, I hear you. -And you can do it.

-Ms. Nancy... -Okay, okay, look...

I'm not, I'm not trying to pressure you.

But I want you to think about it.

Just-- just think about it.

That's all.

Okay.

Ah, you're going.

Yeah, isn't that the plan?

Yes.

Well, aren't you going?

Yeah, I am.

Okay, then.

You're going to be able to do this?

I got my part, you do yours.

[phone buzzing] Okay.

You gonna get that?

Hey.

[Richard] Hey, Sam.

Any luck?

[Richard] No, no we haven't been able to reach him

and he didn't come home last night.

Okay, uh, I'll find you when I get to work.

[Richard] Okay.

-Okay, see you in a bit. -[Richard] Okay.

So, Barry didn't come home?

No he didn't.

God, where could that boy be?

-I don't know. -You know he went to that cult.

Yeah,

that was once.

Well, do you think he went back there?

I don't know.

But there's too much going on to be dealing with this bullshit.

You're telling me, hmm.

Okay.

Let's get outta here.

What, you don't want breakfast?

You cooked breakfast for me?

I cooked for me.

But, um, there's some left over for you if you want.

-Thank you. -Mmm-hmm.

Thank you.

I wrapped it up for you in case you wanted to take it with you.

I love you.

Don't start.

You know I do.

I hear you.

[heels coming down stairs]

You're not dressed.

I'm not going.

Baby--

I am not going to go over there just to tell that we were wrong.

Well, you have to.

Why? Hmm?

That woman is a lying, conniving, bitch.

Honey, we made a mistake and we need to fix it.

So let me get this straight...

You want me to walk into the Oval office

and sit there and laugh and teehee in her face?

No, I want you to walk in there and stand with me.

You know what, I really don't like any part of this.

I, I know you don't. I know.

This is so, uhh.

No, we were right there.

We were right there. We were this close to the Oval.

And we'll get there, just not now.

I just...

Look, look, I know you don't like it, okay, but will you

please just go up and get dressed so we can get

over there? I don't want to be late.

-Honey, it's-- -Just please, do it for me.

[sigh]

Okay...

fine.

Thank you.

I will try, but if she says one thing, one thing out of line,

I, I promise I will say something.

Okay.

Thank you.

Hmm, anything for you, dear.

Come on,

Sir.

How are you guys?

We're good, sir.

Good.

It's a new day.

Yes, it is.

Are we going to be able to walk in there in peace?

Of course.

Max?

Yes, sir.

Even if you see Kyle.

Yes sir, and, what if I do see Kyle?

Look,

I like both of you guys

and I wish this turned out differently...

We all did, sir.

But we gotta go with the facts.

That is correct.

And that's what we're doing, sir.

And until we have solid evidence...

Yes, sir.

We're clear, sir.

Crystal clear.

Okay, good.

All right, I'm going to run upstairs

and try to get my wife moving.

-Babe! -Yes, sir.

Not yet.

Who does he think he is?

You think I'm stupid?

Is that a trick question?

Well, I'm not.

Does he really think we're falling for that bullshit?

Yeah, he does.

So he thinks we're that dumb.

No...

he thinks you're that dumb.

Oh...

I can take it.

We gotta figure this shit out.

We will...

-From the inside out. -From the inside out.

-Exactly right. -Right.

-Hell yeah. -Rock ball.

Too slow, bitch.

Oo-oh!

Oo-oh.

[outside atmosphere]

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This is good.

You must be feeling better.

-I really am. -Good.

How long you want me cooped up in here?

It depends.

How long you wanna stay alive?

You think my parents want me dead?

You heard 'em.

Yeah, I did.

You don't believe 'em?

I mean, not my dad.

You think your dad doesn't?

My mom does for sure.

Aren't they together in most opinions?

No.

I mean, my mom, pretty sure would want me dead but...

but not my dad.

You can't be too sure.

Well, whatever the case, I mean,

what's the plan?

I can't--I can't just sit here forever.

The plan is to wait.

Are you okay?

What'd you do?

What do you mean?

Jason,

what'd you do?

What's going on?

You little shit!

Hey...

David...

-This was for your own good. -What are you talking about?

[music]

Ah, but you're weak.

[Woman] Next on The Oval...

Sir, what did I walk in on?

So you wanna tell me, uh, what you did with Jason?

It's time to bury that boy.

You know that he does coke and loves whores, right?

Yeah, so I've heard.

I pick some up and I got some for him.

What?

Is this the address,

to the cult?

Yes. Where did you get this?

You're not thinking about going?

I'm not going there. I'm not crazy.

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