Trump: "Bored now. Stefani! Are you flying under the radar? Or totally scary? I've never seen anybody play this game so cold-bloodedly as you. Unless you were in a coma, in which case that's probably not a strategy per se. Although it's how I like my women."
Stefani: "Here's the thing. Watch, when I move my arm like this, see how all 16 fired candidates stand up without even noticing they're doing it? It's like voodoo I got. So when I say that everyone involved here respects and loves -- not to say worships -- me, I'm not talking crazy. I mean they actually do, and always will. They have no choice. In addition, I baked them some cookies, which should be arriving in the beaks of doves sometime in the next commercial break. I covered their asses, even when the mistakes were being made on the other team, using my minions. I can do anything. I'm the lizard king, Mr. Trump. I made them look good, like a fashionable army of fascists, under my complete control: that's what leaders do, Mr. Trump. I'm not a visionary, and I'm not a creativigrant, but I am willing to commit murder to protect your brand. The invisible hand of the market? It's right here. How many fingers is it holding up, Mr. Trump? Just one, and it's pointing at me. Follow my finger. Look into my eyes. Not around my eyes, directly into my eyes. Now, sleep. And ask yourself: is it worth it to choose James? Could you sleep at night, knowing I was still out there?"