DT: “So you’re energy?”

JE: “It is you who say it.”

DT: “How’d you like to play for my team?”

JE: “Cuban already asked me, I prefer to be near my ranch in Texas.  The last time I played up here we killed every one of you but the crippled blonde biker…he kinda looked like you…I guess that’s why I’m still dealing with you.”

DT: “You Italian or Jewish?”

JE: “Both.  You want to give up now [chuckle].”

DT: [Sizes Jonathan up] “I tell you what, I like you Jonathan.  I’m thinking of buying Houston Energy.”

JE: “You, buy Houston?”

DT: “How ’bout it?”

JE: “Well, I’d have to think about that Mr. Trump.”

DT: “Don’t think too much, it’s bad for a Rollerballer’s brain.”

JE: [Starts to pick up and leave] “Okay Mr. Trump, I’ll think about that–too.” [Leaves to locate El Chapo, who is thought to be looking for Mr. Trump.  Jonathan is not to be out-Trumped by cards].