Affairs of State Page #5

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once we get to the White House...

Mad Cash said you know

people in television.

Yeah.

So, do you know anyone

at Access Hollywood?

Because I think

I'd be good at that.

This is the

District of Columbia.

So you can't

help me with that?

I know people

at Fox News.

- Rob!

- Jerry.

Jerry Todd,

Tanya Jones.

Miss Jones.

So, how goes

the campaign, Rob?

- What campaign?

- Ha!

Rob and I have the same job,

only I'm on a real team.

Speaking of teams.

Isn't that Kenyon Carver?

Also known to basketball fans as Mr.

Downtown?

A pleasure.

You don't like

your salad?

Get in.

Umm, excuse me, I'm gonna

go to the ladies room.

Look at Kenyon Carver there.

He's the most selfish

player in the league.

He wouldn't pass the salt to his

own mother at the dinner table.

You know, I was

never good at math, Rob.

But subtraction would indicate

you're minus one date.

Did you sleep with

that old woman?

No.

[Darcy] This is

where it happened.

And I was in the car

with her.

She never saw

the other car coming.

After the accident, when I finally

went back to school, um...

the bus would drive

past here every day.

And, um... then one

day I just, I...

I broke.

I broke down.

I told my father.

You know, he didn't want

me to see that, so...

he used his influence

to have the bus rerouted.

Took 20 minutes longer

to get to school, but...

I never had to go

by here again.

You have to promise...

to never hurt my father.

Huh?

Promise.

I promise.

[grunting, moaning]

This is crazy.

- Yeah, it is.

- [sighs]

Last time.

Good, yeah, I think

that's for the best.

Last time here, Michael.

I don't think I can

do this anymore.

It's wrong.

You'll do this

until I say stop.

Find us a new place.

Not a hotel.

Next time you tell me

this is wrong...

I'll tell Rob Reynolds

that you raped me.

I'm wearing your

DNA right now.

Don't forget that.

Just find a new place.

[scoffs] I just wish

more people knew

how easy it was

to get this video.

You proud of me?

Yeah, I guess.

Jesus, poor dog.

There's more.

What's this?

Peanut butter and roses.

- No, I...

- [laughs] Here.

"You are a true artist

and a great American. RR."

Rob Reynolds, what a guy.

[keys jingle]

Ain't life grand?

Cal, are you sure this is

what you wanna be doing?

Absolutely.

I found my calling.

Michael, Rob wants to

see you in his office.

You wanted to see me?

Michael, come on in.

Oh, John.

Tell Rob what you told me

about racial profiling.

Yes, the senator says

that you have an opinion

about Vonetta Calhoun

that you'd like to share.

We're anxious to hear what.

Uh, yeah, um, I think I said

that the issue is complex.

I also said the people

she's talking about

are more worried about assimilation

and survival than anything else.

Is that it?

Did I leave anything out?

Ah, about

the young voters...

Uh, you can't

attract...

You can't attract young voters

by attacking the way they dress.

Thanks, Michael.

Well, I think

Michael's right,

Vonetta Calhoun is definitely

not the way to go.

She's out of the event,

your rap star buddy is in.

Very good, Senator.

Rob, call me John.

So? How's Cruella de Vil

been treating you?

Uh, with kid gloves.

'Cause she's

afraid of you.

I don't... I don't want

to talk about her.

Guess who just walked in.

What's up, man?

Man.

[sighs] So, what's the good word?

Abstinence.

That's a good word

for people who get laid.

Sadly, for the rest of us,

it's merely a fact of life.

What can

I get you?

Club soda with, actually, just

a little bit of rum in it.

- Okay. Menu?

- No, no, thanks.

So, how's Callie doing?

Don't know.

Fine, I guess. Why?

Tell me, was that a

Doberman or a Rottweiler?

Don't ever play poker.

So, who's she working for,

Jerry Todd?

No, not quite.

Indeed.

The plot thickens.

Okay.

Thank you. I'm gonna have to

order off the menu for this one.

God, I love

dinner theater.

Oh, sh*t.

It's Darcy.

That's Baines's daughter?

My God.

She's breathtaking.

I mean, not in the "I wanna

f***ing bang her" kinda way,

more in the "I wanna hold her and

spoon with her after the fact" way.

Maybe even weep a little.

Hey, man, you mind if a take

rain check on this one?

What...

Dude. What...

- Come on, you just got here.

- I'll see you at the fountain later.

You gotta be kidding me.

Hey.

Give me a ride?

That girl you were with...

she was at your party.

She the one who

told you about me?

Jeannie's an idiot.

What'd she...

What'd she say?

What are you doing?

I can't...

I'm... I can't.

Fine.

[Darcy chuckles]

Come on.

[keys jingling] [door

unlocks, opens]

[cell phone buzzing]

Oh, f***. Judith.

F***.

Callie?

[cell phone ringing]

Hey, Callie,

I'm glad you called.

I'm wondering, can you be out

of the apartment tomorrow...

What?

[crowd chattering]

I'm so sorry, you're gonna

be okay, don't worry.

Callie?

Callie, what happened?

[crowd chattering]

[hip-hop on speakers]

Can I help you?

[people screaming]

I'm gonna f***ing kill

him, you understand me?

He's dead!

What are you talking about?

Why don't you go

f***ing ask Rob?

Rob? Okay, wait,

I'm coming with you.

No.

- Don't.

- Callie.

Get the f***

away from me!

[ambulance departs]

[siren wailing]

[Michael] Rob Reynolds

had been humiliated.

What he had done to Tanya

he did for personal reasons...

[people screaming]

and that made it

all the more unsettling.

- [woman] Stop it! Stop it!

- Help! Somebody, help!

[Callie]

They posted it online?

It's not good enough that they

beat her to a bloody pulp,

they had to post it

online too?

There's no way in hell I'm

letting him get away with it.

I'm taking Tanya,

I'm gonna take her home.

And then as soon as I get back here,

oh-ho-ho, I'm gonna fix this.

And then we're getting out of

here for good, so pack your sh*t!

What... We? What are you talk... Callie!

What are you talking about?

Callie!

F***.

- [knocking]

- [sighs]

Damn it. Cocksucker.

Who the f*** is

knocking on my door?

[knocking continues]

Oh. Hello, Mother.

I'm sorry, I think I have

the wrong apartment.

Are you sure? Because I'm not

the only one that lives here.

Yeah, I'm sure it's

the wrong apartment.

Hey, you look familiar.

Are you a friend

of Michael's?

No, just a little lost.

- Maybe I could help.

- No, thank you.

Okay, well, you have

a blessed day!

[cell phone ringing]

Michael Lawson.

Is in big trouble.

Hey.

Where were you?

I'm sorry. Reynolds called me into

his office, I lost track of time.

Who was that annoying girl

that answered your door?

[softly] F***.

[normal voice]

Uh, that was my roommate.

She was not supposed

to be there.

Is she your lover?

No, she's a lesbian.

Get rid of her.

Well, I thought I had.

Just make it happen.

[cell phone ringing]

Yeah?

It's me.

Yeah.

Well, you were

supposed to clear out.

Why?

I think you know why.

Chanel No. 5?

We met.

Leave it alone, Cal.

Look...

I just have to

drive Tanya home,

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