Affairs of State Page #7

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And we have room...

We have room for everyone,

because we are everyone.

Everyone who has

ever worked hard,

everyone who has

ever pushed open

the doors of opportunity

for themselves.

We believe in

the American dream!

We believe in America!

Leave.

Use the back door.

That's what we tell

the help to do.

[cheering]

As a member of

the United Party,

I, John Boland Baines,

announce my candidacy

for president of

the United States of America.

Thank you.

Thank you!

[chanting] Baines! Baines!

Baines! Baines! Baines!

[Baines] The United Party!

Baines! Baines!

Baines! Baines! Baines!

I have to take care

of something.

Baines! Baines! Baines!

Baines! Baines! Baines!

[Baines]

Thank you!

Thank you! [Judith] Do you

think Michael was in on it?

[Rob] I don't know, but it doesn't

really matter now, does it?

Where is he? I was hoping

you could tell me.

[cell phone rings]

Yeah?

Wait here.

Darcy?

Darcy?

I'm in here.

Oh, there he is.

Come here.

Rob. Rob. The f*** you

think you're doin', huh?

F*** is wrong

with you, huh?

Calm down, Rob. You wanna

f***ing ruin everything?

You and that dyke c*nt.

Darcy.

What?

We need to talk.

Where's Michael?

Michael's on the TV.

Darcy.

Darcy.

No, no, no.

Okay, you need

to calm down.

It's okay,

just please calm down.

No, Darcy.

Darcy!

I'm gonna take care of this.

You don't think I'll crush you?

- [Judith] Darcy, no!

- [blow lands]

- [screaming]

- [stabs]

[Darcy gasps, whimpers]

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

[breathing heavily]

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

[screams]

[Judith] Oh, my God.

[sobbing] No!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

No, no, no!

- Oh, my God.

- No, no, no!

Judith?

Why, Michael?

[Darcy] Michael!

[Rob] What happened?

F***!

F***.

[Darcy] I'm sorry.

- [Judith] Darcy, put down the knife.

- [Rob] No, no.

Darcy, give me the knife.

No! We have to take him to the hospital.

Give me the knife!

[Darcy] Michael!

Darcy, listen to me, Darcy!

Listen to me, you're gonna have to

listen to me, okay, both of you.

Darcy, listen to him.

Open it.

[cartridge clatters]

[pistol c*cks]

[Michael] Oh.

They're gonna get you an ambulance

and you're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay,

I promise!

You're gonna be all right.

Michael, okay, you're gonna

be all right, I promise.

Put him in the car.

[Michael groaning]

No, no, he needs

an ambulance.

Darcy, you have

to trust Rob.

You're gonna have

to trust Rob.

- We have to trust Rob.

- [Rob screaming]

[gasping]

[breathing raggedly]

Todd sh*t his pants.

He's probably still in the parking

garage counting the 10,000.

Good.

Callie?

That flash drive she had,

that the only one, Michael?

[Michael] Anything

happens to me,

the Washington Post

gets a package.

You're full of sh*t.

Were gonna drop him

on the side of the road.

Wait, what?

Call 911 with your dummy phone

and they'll come get him.

They'll take you to the

hospital, fix you up.

Can you hold on

for that long?

I don't know,

I don't know.

And when the cops come,

you tell them

the person who stabbed

you was male Caucasian.

- Darcy?

- You understand, Michael?

Yes.

[Rob] Get his watch and

his wallet, everything.

I should have gone with

him to the hospital.

Rob will take care of it.

It was an accident,

I wasn't trying...

Are you gonna help me?

Are you gonna

help your father?

Is he gonna send

me away again?

Look at me.

Look at me.

No one is getting sent

away, do you understand?

No one is getting

sent away.

We are gonna be

the First f***ing Family.

Now, go get a mop.

[Rob] We play this right...

You listening, Michael?

- Mmm-hmm.

- Play this right,

and we all win.

Callie.

No.

Darcy.

You think about Darcy.

- Hey.

- [chuckles]

Ah, a declaration of

your love for me?

Your friend Michael,

the good-looking one,

he dropped this off, told

me to give it to you.

[Michael] Dear Kevin,

There's a very good chance

that after tonight

you will not see me again.

If that is the case, do your

old college roommate a solid.

When the time is right,

tell Darcy Baines I'm sorry.

And that I never meant to

hurt her or her father.

Tell her what I couldn't.

That I loved her,

and that the happiest moments

of my life were spent with her.

[ragged breathing]

That's all the details

you get, my friend.

I was gonna be

a player in this town...

and Callie,

Callie was gonna...

Well, needless to say...

it hasn't worked out.

[gasping]

[sirens wailing in distance]

[sirens wailing]

[pop song playing]

[man singing]

[song continues]

[song fades]

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