We've got a problem, Jake. We received a phone call about 10 minutes ago, apparently a bomb has been planted in the White House.
Oh shit. What should we do?
We have to do this quietly and efficiently. I want you to fly to Washington and find that bomb. We can't let anyone know though, for there will be mass panic.
Not even the President can know?
Especially not him, you know how high-strung and jumpy that bastard is.
Well, I would be too if I had a total nutcase for a wife.
