The conversation spirals out of control because Darryl is even too lazy to admit that he's quitting. Michael inexplicably gets his nuts in a twist, saying he doesn't want to not get fired just because Darryl quit. Oh, put it back in your pants. Darryl reasserts that he wants to take one for the team. Despite his reservations that Darryl mainly wants to go home, Trump grants his wish. He warns Michael that he's not out of the woods yet. Michael is so twisted up in the (supposed) dishonor of getting to stay this way that he's practically trying to fire him, too. Trump finally tells him he got lucky and to shut up already. As Darryl leaves with a smile on his face, Holly sniffs that he's abandoned his charity (autism), for which she's also playing. So that base is still covered? Then quit your grousin'.
Back in the boardroom, Trump and his minions are still pretty shocked. In the cab, Darryl stands firm on his position. And good on him, I guess. If you're going to quit, quit that bitch right. Darryl Strawberry: Quittin' that bitch right since 2010.