Back to the case not at all at hand: "Clay, I really believe that you are not anti-Semitic. I felt very relieved when Adam said he believed you were not anti-Semitic, because you've gone through a lot being gay, and you've gone through your own form of discrimination." Please email me if you can explain that comment to me. Apparently Clay gets what he's talking about, because his response, which is safe as houses and relates to Trump's crazy talk, is this: "Nobody deserves to be discriminated against." A tiny star shoots across the screen and we see the NBC logo and the slogan, "You'll probably be there, in some respects I hope that you are," and David Hyde Pierce says softly, "There's nothing like non-discrimination. And that's one to grow on." Trump continues awesomely: "Nevertheless, you did a horrible job and that wasn't good."
He swings back to Adam, who flinches a tiny bit. "Adam. You're very soft. You're young, you're inexperienced -- I don't know if you deserve to go on." Adam responds, and I flinch a little bit: "I do and I'd like to prove to you that I am not soft. I do have a hard core, and I can do those negotiations," and basically he's a huge, rock-hard asset to the Trumpanies. This is all very Miss Tyra, how he's all, "In my hands I have photos of two beautiful girls, but three of you stand before me" and making them wait so he can tell them why they're all fuck-ups. Finally, he gets to Markus. "Look, the problems that we've got with Markus: so many words! So much talk! So much nonsense! Not getting to the point!" are all the issues that make Mr. Trump feel that he would never, in a million years, no matter how hard up he was, ever want to work with Markus. Which is like the truest and best reason he's ever given for a firing: "I hate being around you, so why would I invite you to spend time with me?" He fires Markus, and Adam's like, "Buh-mwahh?" and Clay's adrenaline high is such that I don't think he's really noticing much of what's going on, just trying to get his lip to stop shaking.
They get up to leave, and Trump -- who really ought to know better -- wishes him luck. Here we fucking go. "If you mean it," Markus fnurs. "I don't think you do." George is like, "Bitch said what?" but Trump thinks it's hilarious. "It's been a railroad from the beginning," says Markus. "A railroad?" asks Trump, obligingly. "Yeah, it has." Carolyn looks at him like Martha Stewart would look at a wet rainboot on her floor. "Markus," Trump stupidly tries again, "you talk too long, too much, and you say the wrong things." Markus disagrees and starts to explain how Trump has no way of knowing that, and Trump's finally like, "Okay whatever Markus, just leave. I think you're a nice guy." Markus babbles all the way out the door, but at least he leaves without security getting involved.