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INT. OVAL OFFICE
Trump sits slumped and hunched behind the desk, arms crossed tightly in front of him, giving himself the hug he never got from his father. His lips are pursed in a simulacrum of deep thought – an image he saw in a movie once.
TRUMP : Ok. We’ll do emergency.
Trump sits slumped and hunched behind the desk, arms crossed tightly in front of him, giving himself the hug he never got from his father. His lips are pursed in a simulacrum of deep thought – an image he saw in a movie once.
TRUMP : Ok. We’ll do emergency.
Basically I have no doubt that this profound challenge to the Constitution was declared with the same ignorant finality he would use if asked to choose between a large Coke and an extra large Coke.
INT. AIR FORCE ONE
Trump scans his tray. Selects a Big Mac. Takes a greedy bite.
“Mr. President, Manafort has been sentenced.”
TRUMP: “Mmmphl.”
“Sorry, sir, what?”
Trump sips his Coke, lubricating the mass of burger in his mouth. He swallows. Pouts.
TRUMP: “We’ll do pardon.”
Trump scans his tray. Selects a Big Mac. Takes a greedy bite.
“Mr. President, Manafort has been sentenced.”
TRUMP: “Mmmphl.”
“Sorry, sir, what?”
Trump sips his Coke, lubricating the mass of burger in his mouth. He swallows. Pouts.
TRUMP: “We’ll do pardon.”
