CSI: American Carnage (Thursday, November 21, 2019)
Donald sits at the empty conference table in a small hideaway off the Executive Lounge. He says, Okay Joey let em in. Joey opens the door, bends over and begins patting down Mike who is about to slither in. Stephen follows. Joey pats him down and says, They’re clean, boss. Donald says, What do I want? Mike says, Oh, Sire, you want nothing. Stephen says, Absolutely nothing. Donald says, Okay sit. Mike pours himself into a bowl on the table; Stephen sits in a chair. Joey shuts the door and heads toward the small window. He peers through the blinds. Looks clear, boss. Donald says, Alright. We have a situation here. We have an infestation. We are crawling with rats. How are we gonna deal with it? What about Rudy? Mike says, Who? Donald says, I dunno, he’s some guy. Stephen says, I never met him. Donald says, I was told he was a serious man, a man of business. Mike says, Oh Highness, I don’t believe I’ve ever seen him. Donald says, He’s going around with a big mouth. Joey says, On it, boss. Donald says, What about this guy… Donald shuffles through some papers. He says, Can you read this Mike? Mike says, Oh Sire, it would be an honor. He reads, I WANT NOTHING! I WANT NOTHING! I WANT NO QUID PRO QUO! TELL PRESIDENT ZELENSKY TO DO THE RIGHT THING! Donald says, No, no, not that one, the other one. Mike says, An honor again, Most High. He reads, Mikey. Donald says, Okay, who is this guy? I never heard of the gentleman. Maybe I met him. Get Hector to inquire. Joey says, No problem. And this other guy making up the fantasies, about the Quim Pro Bono Qua, I want to know who this guy is. I never met him. I never heard of him. Mike says, Magnificence, he may have been one of the people who came into the Mar ballroom with the Chinese dancers. Donald says, Find out. He claims all kinds of shit, which is going out on the teevee, and it’s just ridiculous for that to happen. I don’t know. I don’t know. He seems like a nice guy, though. — Thursday, November 21, 2019