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The Apprentice, Week 7:
Miniature Golf, Chelsea Piers, and Trump National Golf Club
Original Air Date: 3/3/05
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Carolyn, who seems a little bewildered after her long absence, thinks that Audrey was a terrible leader, but that John is a tool. Ashley (hee hee, you have a girl’s name) is annoyed that John called Audrey a “22-year-old girl,” even though, you know, she is.
The four troop back in, and Trump pretty much lays it out on the mahogany table. “What a mess this is.” Audrey and John bicker for a little while, and Angie is awfully curious why she was also brought into the boardroom. I’m tempted to say it was a planned coup so that they could simultaneously seduce Trump and gang up on Craig and John, but Angie looks seriously pissed off. When Trump asks whom she would fire now, she stutters, “Possibly…Audrey.”
Audrey tries to argue, but is stopped short when Trump confides in Angie, “She does talk. I tell you, she doesn’t stop.” Hmmph. First you want a girl to defend herself…
Audrey tries lamely, for a few more minutes, to blame her team’s failures on them as individuals and actually points her fingers in both directions. Carolyn asks the all-important question, a.k.a. the death knoll: “Audrey does your team respect you?”
“They think she’s good looking, but I don’t think they respect her,” Trump says. Damn it, again! That Carolyn though—whew, woman—I predict that she’ll be making millions in speaking fees soon, if she isn’t already. She skillfully backs Audrey into a corner with “So everyone should be fired except Tana?”
“Yes.” Ooooh. Bet you’re regretting that answer now, Audrey.
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It’s over. Trump says, “Audrey, you’re constantly blaming everyone on the team and you never take responsibility yourself. You were the team leader and nobody on your team respected you. Not even your best friend.” Bye, Audrey. Oh wait, it’s not over yet. Trump digs the misogynist nail right into her coffin: “He is right, you are a beautiful woman. Often times, beauty just doesn’t do it.”
Okay, SO not the freaking point!
But whatever. Audrey is fired.
Oh, wait, but it’s still not over yet! Yowser. With the ultimate creep factor going, we get a final, obviously post-produced, shot of Trump leaning back in his chair murmuring, “Well, at least they can’t say I picked the best looking one.”
In the cab ride to oblivion, Audrey is mad that John is still in the game but is pleased that Trump thinks she’s beautiful. Because it’s not like, you know, she thinks that about herself or anything.
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Well, at least they can’t say I picked the best looking one.
