Donald J. Trump (DJT)
Donald Trump Jr. (DTJr)
Ivanka Trump (IT)
Kellyanne Conway (KC)
Sarah Huckabee Sanders (SHS)
Melania Trump (MT)
KC: Mr. President, we can use this Kavanaugh crisis to rile up our base.
DJT: Sounds good. But how do we do it?
SHS: We organize pro-Kavanaugh rallies across the country.
KC: He asked me, Sarah, not you.
SHS: He asked a generalized question of the group, Kellyanne.
KC: Whatever, bitch.
IT: I still have 10,000 pairs of Ivanka-brand shoes sitting in a Chinese warehouse.
DTJr: Did you pay for them?
DJT: China? Did someone say China? I hate them.
IT: They sent me an invoice for $15 million but I don’t see why I should pay for something I’d never wear.
DJT: See? The Chinese are ripping us off every chance they get.
DTJr: But they have good food. General Tso’s chicken…
KC: Have you eaten at that new place in Lafayette Square?
SHS: People, we’re here to talk about strategy, not Chinese food!
DJT: I’d rather have a Big Mac or the Colonel’s chicken nuggets. Mmm.
IT: Maybe I’ll open a chain of restaurants. Ivanka-burgers, that sort of thing. I’m an entrepreneur.
DTJr: [checking his iPhone] Hey, I got a text from Mueller’s office. They want me to meet with them.
DJT: I didn’t hear that. [puts fingers in ears] La la la la la la la.
KC: I was there once. Such a dreary office! Those drapes…
IT: I know what you mean, Kellyanne. Drapes are everything!
SHS: On the Kavanaugh thing, I—
DJT: Kavanaugh! Kavanaugh! I’m sick of that guy. He’s more famous than me!
KC: That’s not good.
DJT: Fuck him. He’s got bad skin, too. Kellyanne, who else we got on the short list?
KC: Well, there’s Paul Ryan. The Court could use another Catholic.
SHS: People, people! We’re going to ram Kavanaugh through! Let’s not have any talk of someone else.
IT: It’s just chit-chat, Sarah. You don’t have to be so defensive.
SHS: I’m not defensive, Ivanka, I’m just trying to get him on the Court so he can ban abortion.
DTJr: I had a girlfriend once who had an abortion.
DJT: Which one? That skanky Westchester Jew you were dating?
IT: I, personally, love children, as long as they have nannies.
KC: I was molested once.
DTJr: Kimberley wants to go to Maui for Christmas but I told her it wouldn’t look good.
DJT: Where’s Mowee?
IT: Hawaii, Dad.
DJT: America owns that, don’t we? [all silent]
SHS: Anyway, there’s burgeoning pro-Kavanaugh sentiment in red districts. We can—
DJT: What if we use the new Presidential Alert to tell everyone to support Kavanaugh?
KC: We promised we wouldn’t use it for political purposes, Mr. President.
DJT: That wouldn’t be political, it would be [thinks] a public service announcement. [all silent]
IT: Could we use it to sell my Ivanka shoes? Like, 50% off if you call in the next 30 minutes?
KC: Do you have anything in a 5-1/2, Ivanka? Dressy-professional?
SHS: I was talking to Mrs. Kavanaugh and she said Brett’s been drinking more than usual from the stress.
DJT: I never had a drink in my life. A little coke, sure, but I stayed off the booze!
IT: Was that back in your Studio 54 days, Dad?
DJT: You know who was hot? Bianca Jagger. I tried to fuck her once.
SHS: Mr. President, please watch your language. Remember, we’re Christians.
DJT: But she passed out from Champagne, coke and Quaaludes. What was I supposed to do, perform a Kavanaugh? [all silent]
DTJr: Those must have been swell times, Dad.
DJT: You could do anything and get away with it. Not like today, with the failing New York Times.
SHS: People, we have a Supreme Court nomination to get through! Can we please stop talking about irrelevant things?
IT: Dad, could you help me get a million pounds of ground beef? I mean, like, tell your Farming Department to do it?
KC: America doesn’t have a Farming Department, Ivanka. Meat would be under the Justice Department.
SHS: No it wouldn’t, Kellyanne, it would be under the Agricultural Department.
DTJr: Ladies, please!
IT: Whatever. But Dad, can you do it?
DJT: I’m President. I can do anything.
DTJr. Sis, why does it have to be hamburgers? Can’t you do something healthy?
IT: OMG Don Junior, you and your health obsession!
DTJr. Well, I have to watch my cholesterol.
KC: My husband does, too. You should see him trimming the fat off his steak. I tell him, “George, you—”
DJT: I can probably get you couple boxcars of chickens, sweetie. I’m tight with the Perdues.
KC: What would I do with boxcars of chickens?
IT: He’s talking to me, Kellyanne.
SHS: People, we have one day—one day!—to get Kavanaugh through. If we don’t, there’s likely to be more women.
DJT: I love women. Nobody loves women more than me.
IT: That’s my Dad!
DTJr. He’s my Dad too, Ivanka.
IT: Obviously. You have his receding chin.
DJT: I’m America’s Dad!
KC: So was Bill Cosby.
DJT: With all this talk about food, I’m getting hungry. Kellyanne, have the Secret Service get me four buckets of nuggets.[suddenly, a knock on the door]
DJT: Come in.[Enter Melania]
MT: Did I hear something about nuggets?