Trump asks Brent how come he can't get along with anybody: "There's not one person on this team that thinks you're even slightly good." Brent floats the somewhat technically valid point that his teammates would seize on anything to screw him, but Trump questions whether they've really been that rigorous about it. Allie says that hating Brent beyond all reason is "an individual decision that each person has decided" for himself or herself. Okay I officially think she is doing that on purpose. She keeps saying these seemingly-innocent things that are actually quite wonderfully vile, and I officially am now on her side because of it. She might just be a player, despite the lack of impact she makes at any point. I hope she keeps doing that. Tammy wraps up: "We're all embarrassed by him," she says of Brent again, and she thinks he's the only cobra possibility this week. Which is both how it's got to happen, and will save Tammy and Andrea from their just deserts. Hopefully they'll come back from it next week -- they're both good managers. Brent: "Well, there's a surprise, Mr. Trump. That's something I would have expected her to say." Andrea sees her opening at comedy for comedy's sake, and takes it, but I would point out that once again, she's initiating the entire group into a different conversation, where they're all metropolitan, clever young things, who know a good irony when they see it, and isn't this all just so silly? My dick is scared of Andrea, as they say. She'll kill your dog. Don't push her. "I don't think anybody that's met you would be surprised by that statement," Andrea says, cool as ice. Ivanka grins, and Andrea wriggles with how proud of herself she is. Brent: "Nobody was asking you." She barely avoids doing a what-what on her robin's egg turtleneck. "That's true," she smiles and nods, totally sexy and mean.
Brent has a deadline. Trump tries once more for the molten core of Brent's obliviousness: "Brent, don't you think it's important in business to learn from experience? Weeks, or years, or decades -- not just a specific task, right?" Brent agrees, eternally uncomprehending this. "Your team can't stand you, they think you're a loser and they think you're a loose cannon, and they really don't think they function very well with you. In fact, they think they're not doing well because you're such a negative influence. Now, I could send you out and keep sending you out and bringing you back in, but I don't wanna do that. Brent you're fired." Brent breathes. Tammy breathes and closes her eyes. Andrea nods gracefully. Trump yells at them to leave. "Out. Over! Go! I don't wanna waste anybody 's time." Brent thanks all three of them, Trump and Viceroys, and Trump says "thank you" like a million times in case Brent starts talking.