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  • Episode 3.18 -- "Enemies Foreign and Domestic"
    The West Wing Scripts/Season 3 2008. 11. 6. 17:51
    THE WEST WING
    "ENEMIES FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC"
    WRITTEN BY: PAUL REDFORD AND AARON SORKIN
    DIRECTED BY: ALEX GRAVES
    
    TEASER
    
    	MONDAY
    
    FADE IN: INT. JOSH'S BULLPEN AREA - DAY
    Carol is sitting at her desk, sipping coffee and looking through the morning wires. 
    She highlights a piece on Saudi Arabia and tries to print it, but gets a message 
    that the network printer is in use.
    
    CAROL
    Whoever's on the printer, get off! Now!
    
    STAFFER [OS]
    That's me!
    
    CAROL
    Get off!
    
    CUT TO: INT. C.J.'S OFFICE - DAY
    C.J., Sam, Toby, and a few people are inside.
    
    SAM
    You want to make it clear that we're pushing for Slovenia and possibly the Baltic 
    states. Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania.
    
    C.J.
    Not Fredonia? We're going to leave Fredonia out there?
    
    TOBY
    The point is, the zero option's off the table.
    
    C.J.
    Hooray for Captain Spalding... 
    
    TOBY
    Can we please?
    
    C.J.
    Hey, aren't we pretty much admitting all the countries we formed NATO to fight?
    
    TOBY
    Yes.
    
    C.J.
    Then why not dissolve it?
    
    TOBY
    We like the bomber jackets.
    
    Carol approaches from outside.
    
    C.J.
    [to Toby] See, when you make a joke... 
    
    TOBY
    My jokes are funny.
    
    C.J.
    Fredonia was pretty good.
    
    TOBY
    Heard it.
    
    Carol passes papers to C.J.. Ginger comes in with a coffee cup for Sam.
    
    C.J.
    [to Toby] I'll give you $500 if you perform "Lydia the Tattooed Lady" at this year's Gridiron.
    
    SAM
    [to Toby] She's got to get in there. Can we talk about sugar subsidies?
    
    TOBY
    We're not done talking about the summit!
    
    SAM
    It's a two-day grip and grin.
    
    TOBY
    And, you know, you of all people... the Russians finally elect a reformer, and you still... 
    
    SAM
    20 years in the KGB, an election that will make Tammy Hall look like the League of 
    Woman Voters... I'm not sure that qualifies as a... C.J.?
    
    Both turn to C.J. who has finished reading the paper Carol handed her.
    
    C.J.
    [reads, swaying in one spot] There was a fire at the King Fatah Middle School in Media. 
    Seventeen girls died in the fire, when they were prevented from coming out into the 
    street and rescue workers were prevented from saving them.
    
    SAM
    [stands up] What was preventing them?
    
    C.J.
    The Muttawa. The girls weren't dressed properly. Don't comment! I haven't spoken to 
    the President, to Leo, to State, to anybody. You guys want to muzzle me before I go 
    in there, speak now or forever hold your peace. God knows it's not likely I'm gonna. 
    
    C.J. walks out of her office.
    
    TOBY
    [to Sam] Let's get a good spot.
    
    CUT TO: INT. ENTRANCE TO THE PRESS AREA - DAY
    C.J. pauses a moment before walking into the Press Room. Carol follows, Toby and Sam 
    stay behind.
    
    C.J.
    Good morning!
    
    REPORTERS
    Good morning!
    
    C.J.
    I have some scheduled details on the summit. Air Force One will depart Andrews at 
    7pm Friday, arriving at Helsinki 4am Eastern time, that's 11am Saturday local. 
    Presidents Bartlet and Chigorin will have their first meeting at three o'clock at 
    Mantyniemi - that's change, photo op, stills only, at the beginning of the meeting.
    
    KATIE
    C.J.? What does the President see as the goals of the summit?
    
    C.J.
    Well, first to meet the new Russian president, but they show the aspiration of 
    building a secure and undivided Europe.
    
    STEVE
    C.J., are you aware of the fire that happened at King Fatah Middle School?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, that's a tragedy. Chris?
    
    CHRIS
    Saudi news is reporting that rescuers were prevented from getting to several female 
    students by religious police.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, I read that too. Steve.
    
    CHRIS
    Does the White House have a comment?
    
    C.J.
    I literally just got this a minute and a half ago. I haven't spoken to the President, 
    or Chief of Staff, State or anyone in communications, this is just me.
    
    STEVE
    Well, do you have a comment?
    
    C.J.
    I don't, no.
    
    STEVE
    I'm sorry, C.J., but you're not outraged by this?
    
    C.J.
    [beat] Outraged? I'm barely surprised. This is a country where women aren't allowed 
    to drive a car. They're not allowed to be in the company of any man other than a close 
    relative, they're required to adhere to a dress code that would make the Maryknoll Nun 
    look like Malibu Barbie. They beheaded 121 people last year for robbery, rape, and drug 
    trafficking, they've no free press, no elected government, no political parties, and 
    the royal family allows the religious police to travel in groups of six, carrying 
    nightsticks and they freely and publicly beat women. But "Brutus is an honorable man." 
    Seventeen schoolgirls were forced to burn alive because they weren't wearing the proper 
    clothing. Am I outraged? No, Steve. No Chris. No, Mark. That is Saudi Arabia, our 
    partners in peace. Bonnie, then Scott.
    
    SMASH CUT TO: MAIN TITLES.
    END TEASER
    * * *
    
    ACT ONE
    
    FADE IN: INT. COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE - DAY
    Sam is inside taking papers from Ginger as Charlie walks in.
    
    CHARLIE
    Sam, you know a guy named Farley who worked here before I did?
    
    SAM
    Where did he work?
    
    CHARLIE
    He worked for the President.
    
    SAM
    No. What's his first name?
    
    CHARLIE
    I don't know. A kid wrote a letter to the President saying that when he was governor 
    and campaigning, that he met his assistant Mr. Farley.
    
    They walk up to SAM'S OFFICE.
    
    SAM
    It's probably one of the guys early on. I didn't know any of them.
    
    CHARLIE
    Yeah, except it couldn't have been from that early on, 'cause the kid says they met 
    when his father took him to the speech about the budget in Pittsburgh.
    
    SAM 
    [walks out] You mean San-Diego.
    
    CHARLIE
    He says Pittsburgh.
    
    SAM
    [taking more papers from Ginger] We never did a budget speech in Pittsburgh.
    
    CHARLIE
    This is a little weird.
    
    SAM
    Well, how many weird letters does the President get a day?
    
    CHARLIE
    [follows Sam around] Couple of thousand, but this one had the President private 
    mail code on it, that's why I got it.
    
    SAM
    Well, how many confused people does the President befriend every day?
    
    CHARLIE
    Couple of dozen, but he doesn't give them the private mail code.They stop in front 
    of the Roosevelt Room.
    
    SAM
    I don't know. I'm on with the Russians. 
    
    Charlie walks off, Sam opens the door to THE ROOSEVELT ROOM. There are two men inside.
    
    SAM
    Good morning, I'm Sam Seaborn.
    
    NIKOLAI IVANOVICH
    Nikolai Ivanovich.
    
    GEORGE KOZLOWSKI
    George Kozlowski.
    
    SAM
    [shakes their hands] Thanks for coming by. This should be quick. 
    
    They settle around the table, Sam opposite the two Russians.
    
    SAM
    Let me first say that President Bartlet is looking forward to meeting with President 
    Chigorin and having a mutually productive meeting.
    
    KOZLOWSKI
    Mr. Seaborn, uh, we understood that the protocol arrangements have been... have been 
    finalized by the... by the advance teams in Helsinki.
    
    SAM
    That's right, but there are points I'd like to revisit. My thinking being - I could 
    relay my concerns to you at the embassy and you could send them on to Moscow and 
    hopefully, get an answer quickly 'cause we're coming down with it now.
    
    KOZLOWSKI
    I'm sorry, I... uh... 
    
    SAM
    It's coming up quickly. The summit, it's Saturday, and this is Monday.
    
    KOZLOWSKI
    Ah, yes, yes.
    
    SAM
    We've agreed to a consecutive translation?
    
    IVANOVICH
    Yes.
    
    SAM
    I'd like to change that to a simultaneous translation.
    
    IVANOVICH
    They prefer that the two leaders pause while their remarks are... rendered? Rendered 
    into their particular language.
    
    SAM
    President Bartlet has a rhythm to his speaking pattern, and it's best if it's 
    uninterrupted. That's the only reason I bring it up.
    
    IVANOVICH
    We'll pass that on.
    
    SAM
    I'm sorry, pass it on?
    
    IVANOVICH
    Yes.
    
    SAM
    [smiles uncertainly] I'm sorry, it's just that one is good and one is bad. We'd already 
    agreed on the Grand Salon in Finlandia Hall for the 6:00 meeting and I wanted to change 
    that to the Hall of Flags.
    
    IVANOVICH
    Hall of Flags. Didn't we agree 3:00 for that meeting?
    
    SAM
    It's funny you should mention that.
    
    IVANOVICH
    I'm sorry?
    
    SAM
    It's funny... [thinks about his choice of words] It's a coincidence that you should happen 
    to mention the time of the meeting. See, President Chigorin only has to fly through one 
    time zone. President Bartlet has to fly through seven. Don't get me wrong, this President 
    can do three shows a night, but there's no one in the Western Hemisphere who has a worse 
    reaction to jetlag than he does. Any trip 8 hours or longer and someone gets fired at the 
    end of it, and it's already been me three times, so... 
    
    IVANOVICH
    We'll pass it on.
    
    SAM
    I think everyone on the White House staff would agree when I say that one is a deal-breaker.
    
    IVANOVICH
    All right, then. Was there anything else?
    
    SAM
    Oh, yeah, we're just getting started. You guys hungry?
    
    IVANOVICH
    No.
    
    SAM
    [flips notepad open] Okay.
    
    CUT TO: INT. C.J.'S OFFICE - DAY
    Donna is inside when C.J. comes in with papers.
    
    DONNA
    You ready?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah. Where are we going?
    
    DONNA
    The yogurt place. Are those angry faxes?
    
    C.J.
    [looking through papers] Yeah. They're very angry faxes.
    
    DONNA
    From Saudis?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah.
    
    DONNA
    Well, what did you expect?
    
    C.J.
    Very angry faxes from Saudis and angry e-mails. Look at these.
    
    C.J. points to her laptop, and Donna sits at her desk to read off the screen.
    
    DONNA
    I'm seeing some troubling spelling here. 'Godless' with two "d's."
    
    C.J.
    [takes her purse] Let's go.
    
    DONNA
    Hang on. C.J.... 
    
    C.J.
    I saw it.
    
    DONNA
    It's a death threat.
    
    C.J.
    It's not a big deal.
    
    DONNA
    You sure?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah. Don't tell anybody, okay, I don't want a lot of production.
    
    DONNA
    All right.
    
    C.J.
    Thanks.
    
    DONNA
    [shouts] Josh! Can you come in here an look at this, please?
    
    C.J.
    Donna?! 
    
    Donna makes a face at her. Josh pops by at the door.
    
    JOSH
    Look at what?
    
    DONNA
    C.J.'s e-mail.
    
    Josh looks at the e-mail. C.J. waits impatiently.
    
    JOSH
    Call Frank Tenney downstairs. Tell him I want to talk to him right away.
    
    DONNA
    Yeah. [runs off]
    
    C.J.
    You take this seriously?
    
    JOSH
    Yeah, it's a death threat, C.J., I take it seriously. [stands up] I had some 
    experience with this. [walks out]
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - DAY
    Bartlet is inside with a crowd.
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you all so much. Bye-bye. 
    
    People thank him and leave. He walks over to his desk. Leo follows.
    
    BARTLET
    Bye-bye.
    
    LEO
    They have a picture they want to show us.
    
    BARTLET
    Of what?
    
    LEO
    I don't know. [beat] We've got a problem. Jake Kimball came to see me this morning.
    
    BARTLET
    What's he doing here?
    
    LEO
    Looking a hundred years old. Antares is going to announce the chip recall on Thursday. 
    
    BARTLET
    How big?
    
    LEO
    Everything.
    
    BARTLET
    [takes off his glasses] What are you talking about?
    
    LEO
    They discovered a problem with one of the... 
    
    BARTLET
    That's got to be 50 million chips!
    
    LEO
    80 million.
    
    BARTLET
    Leo, how the hell did... 
    
    LEO
    I know.
    
    BARTLET
    That's the end of Antares.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    BARTLET
    98 thousand workers, I think 75 thousand in the US. Plus the kidney punch at NASDAQ... 
    
    LEO
    I think Jake's going to put a shotgun in his mouth, I really do.
    
    Charlie walks inside.
    
    CHARLIE
    Sir... 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    Fitzwallace walks in. A few people in uniform follow.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    [hurries to shake his hand] Fitz! Fitz, you old polecat, you old so-and-so!
    
    FITZWALLACE
    You trying to be one of the fellows, sir?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Well, well-done, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    This picture was taken by an SR-71 during a routine flight over in the Gulf. This is 
    Bushehr, and this is what looks to me like the early days of construction of a light 
    water reactor. Light water is... ordinary water, sir, it's tap water. It's Perrier.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Light water is what's used for nuclear reactors and the Iranians have contracted the 
    Russians to build them a light water reactor for that purpose.
    
    BARTLET
    What's the problem?
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Four intelligence agencies are telling me I'm wrong, and I am. The Russians are building 
    them a heavy water reactor.
    
    BARTLET
    What do you use heavy water for?
    
    LEO
    Plutonium.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT ONE
    * * *
    
    ACT TWO
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE WHITE HOUSE LOBBY - DAY
    
    	TUESDAY
    
    Toby walks up to a guard.
    
    TOBY
    Good morning, Janice!
    
    JANICE
    Good morning, Mr. Ziegler.
    
    TOBY
    I think it's time we made it 'Toby.'
    
    JANICE
    Okay.
    
    TOBY
    That's a nice uniform. How long have you guys had that uniform?
    
    JANICE
    About a thousand years.
    
    TOBY
    Okay.
    
    C.J. walks up and swipes her ID through the machine.
    
    C.J.
    Hey, Toby.
    
    TOBY
    [to Janice] Excuse me. [follows C.J. inside] I'm gonna tell you something, you ready?
    
    C.J.
    What?
    
    TOBY
    I've got nothing to do.
    
    C.J.
    [checks her mailbox] What do you mean?
    
    They reach the BULLPEN AREA.
    
    TOBY
    [laughs] I got to the office at six and it turned out that everything I was supposed 
    to do got done by seven thirty; some strange fluke of the calendar, so I'm just out 
    here walking around. You know, just being in the world.
    
    C.J.
    In the hallways.
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. Well, you know, yeah.
    
    C.J.
    Well, I'm gonna change all that. I'd like you to meet with a Russian reporter named 
    Ludmila Koss, she's the Washington correspondent for the Novaya Gazeta, she wants 
    credentials and a seat on the press charter.
    
    TOBY
    Why is she asking us?
    
    C.J.
    The Russians banned her from the summit.
    
    TOBY
    Why?
    
    C.J.
    She supported the other guy.
    
    TOBY
    Aha. Time to teach these Stoli-drinking Tchaikovskys a thing or two about free press 
    American style! You don't ban those who supported you opponent, you make them wallow 
    in their losedom by covering your victory. You sit them in the front row. You give 
    them a hat! I will save Ludmila Koss, for I am Toby, and in doing so... Why am I going 
    on like this?
    
    C.J.
    [smiles] I don't know.
    
    TOBY
    Set up the meeting. Obviously, I have a little time.
    
    C.J.
    Thank you.
    
    They walk in different directions.
    
    CUT TO: INT: C.J.'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    C.J. walks in as Ron Butterfield is standing inside.
    
    C.J.
    Ron?
    
    RON
    C.J., Frank Tenney spoke to me this morning.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, Josh made me see him yesterday. He filed everything he was supposed to file.
    
    RON
    Can I see the message?
    
    C.J.
    It's just, you know, it's what it is... 
    
    RON
    Could you type in your password? You checked your e-mail yet today?
    
    C.J.
    I just got here. [opens her e-mail]
    
    RON
    Okay, he sent another one at 5:20 this morning. Have you had cyber-threats like this before?
    
    C.J.
    Not explicitly.
    
    RON
    Agent Tenney says that you don't recognize the sender's address.
    
    C.J.
    No.
    
    RON
    Have you had a bad breakup with a boyfriend lately?
    
    C.J.
    Come on, Ron, I haven't had a boyfriend in a... I get a lot of hate mail. After the 
    President, I'm the single most visible person in the Federal government, every day I'm 
    on TV and every day exactly half the people are going to disagree with you and some of 
    those people are going to hate you and some of those are gonna write letters.
    
    RON
    Yeah, this isn't hate mail, this is a death threat. Can I use your computer for a second?
    
    C.J.
    Sure. 
    
    She gets up and Ron takes her place and starts typing.
    
    RON
    Okay. I'm gonna need to take your hard drive.
    
    C.J.
    Why?
    
    RON
    I just used tracer tools and the server and the IP address don't match. The address was 
    invented to disguise the origin.
    
    C.J.
    At my briefing yesterday, I made some remarks about a situation in Saudi Arabia. 
    I may have gone too far, I was thinking about apologizing.
    
    RON
    Yeah, this doesn't have anything to do with that.
    
    C.J.
    What do you mean?
    
    RON
    Mulsim extremists don't get personal. They don't know your name, they don't care. They 
    don't want one person, they want dozens or hundreds, that's why they don't use bullets. 
    Killing one person is a waste of a bomb. He wants you, why doesn't he want me? Someone 
    will be along in a few minutes to get your hard drive and we're intercepting all your 
    e-mails from the address. Thank you. [leaves]
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE ROOSEVELT ROOM - DAY
    
    IVANOVICH
    The press conference can be moved to 9 o'clock.
    
    SAM
    Thank you.
    
    IVANOVICH
    And... excuse me. [whispers with Kozlowski] Thank you. Venue, yes. [to Sam] And the 
    venue can be moved to Hall of Mirrors.
    
    SAM
    Flags.
    
    IVANOVICH
    Yes. But we need something from you.
    
    SAM
    Okay.
    
    IVANOVICH
    On his arrival, and during outdoor photograph opportunity, President Bartlet must wear 
    overcoat.
    
    SAM
    Coat?
    
    IVANOVICH
    He must wear coat. He must wear gloves. Scarves and earmuffs - permissible, but optional.
    
    SAM
    Hang on. 'Cause yes, 'cause President Chigorin wants to wear a coat and doesn't want to 
    look like a wimp... 
    
    IVANOVICH
    Sam, it is freezing too cold in Rheykjavik, it is freezing too cold in Helsinki, it is 
    freezing too cold in Staad, why must every American president bound out of an automobile 
    like he's at a yacht club, while in... excuse me, compare?
    
    KOZLOWSKI
    Comparison.
    
    IVANOVICH
    Comparison. While in comparison, our leader looks like... I don't even know what word is.
    
    SAM
    Frumpy?
    
    IVANOVICH
    I don't know what 'frumpy' is, but onomatopoetically, sounds right.
    
    SAM
    It's hard not to like a guy who doesn't know 'frumpy' but knows onomatopoeia. I'll talk to 
    the President about the coat. We'll have our final meeting tomorrow on the last points and 
    that will be that. [stands]
    
    IVANOVICH
    Thank you, sir.
    
    SAM
    Thank you. [leaves]
    
    KOZLOWSKI
    What is onomatopoe... 
    
    IVANOVICH
    Sounds like. Sounds like.
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
    Sam walks into it and meets Charlie.
    
    CHARLIE
    Well, you were right.
    
    SAM
    About what?
    
    CHARLIE
    The President never made a budget speech in Pittzburgh. He's nine, so he would have been 
    five or six at the time, maybe he thought everything was a budget speech.
    
    SAM
    Or maybe, it's just a crazy letter.
    
    CHARLIE
    It's not.
    
    SAM
    How do you know?
    
    CHARLIE
    'Cause I read a lot of crazy letters.
    
    SAM
    I got a letter last year asking me if I would donate my brain to a medical school in Granada. 
    I'll tell you, there are days when I think, "Yeah, why not just get it over with?"
    
    They reach SAM'S OFFICE. Charlie stops at the door and Sam walks inside.
    
    CHARLIE
    He had his picture taken with the President. The advance guys always get the name and 
    address and we send a copy. There's no record of a picture being sent to this kid. 
    Plus, his father's in trouble.
    
    SAM
    Why?
    
    CHARLIE
    He's a furnace worker at the Franklin Mill and the kid said they may fire him 'cause he 
    wants to join a union. He spoke to a group called the Steel Workers Organizating Committee. 
    Have you ever heard of them?
    
    SAM
    Yeah, except they have a different name today.
    
    CHARLIE
    What?
    
    SAM
    The AFL-CIO and furnace workers are all unionized.
    
    STAFFER
    Charlie. [hands him a piece of paper]
    
    Charlie reads the note and walks off. Toby passes him by.
    
    TOBY
    Hey, Charlie.
    
    CHARLIE
    Hey.
    
    TOBY
    Ms. Koss?
    
    LUDMILA KOSS 
    [entering with Ginger] Yes.
    
    TOBY
    Toby Ziegler. Come on in.
    
    Toby and Koss both walk in TOBY'S OFFICE.
    
    TOBY
    You write for the Novaya Gazeta.
    
    KOSS 
    [sits down on the couch] Yes.
    
    TOBY
    Your circulation's gotten huge.
    
    KOSS 
    [laughs] Highest daily in Rissia.
    
    TOBY
    And it's hard to tell whether that's because of your reporting, your editorials, or the 
    naked women on page three. 
    
    KOSS
    [chuckles] We did not invent this thing, nor did we invent the comic strips or lotto.
    
    TOBY
    Touche, madam. [sits] So what did you do to piss off President Chigorin?
    
    KOSS
    President Chigorin does not like criticizm.
    
    TOBY
    Have you met someone who does?
    
    KOSS
    That is not the point.
    
    TOBY
    No, I... I'm just talking. [They laugh.] Listen, you're already credentialed to cover 
    our President, it's just a matter of putting you on a plane and, before I do that, 
    I want to check with the State department to make sure it's not a grotesquely insulting 
    thing to do to a new President from whom the US is hoping for quite a bit.
    
    KOSS
    Oh, so your first amendment only extends as far as it's polite?
    
    TOBY
    No, it extends farther then that but it only protects us. Believe me, if we were able to 
    inforce US law around the world, I'd retire and go scuba-diving.
    
    KOSS
    You like diving?
    
    TOBY
    I've never done it. I've... never done anything, but I've seen pictures and it looks fun. 
    I've seen pictures of people out there in the world, and they all look like they're glad 
    they are. Now, granted, when I'm looking at these pictures, somebody's usually trying to 
    sell me something, but tell you what: I'm 44 years old and I'm buying. I usually don't 
    talk this much, but I'm having an odd day. Want to stay for a little and look at pictures 
    of scuba-diving?
    
    KOSS
    No, thank you.
    
    TOBY
    [stands up] Okay, then. We'll talk tomorrow.
    
    KOSS
    Thank you very much. [leaves]
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE MURAL ROOM - DAY
    A meeting is over. People are leaving.
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you so much. Thank you.
    
    LEO
    Listen, before we go in there, let's stay a second and talk about Antares.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    LEO
    It's not like there's nothing we can do.
    
    BARTLET
    There's nothing we can do.
    
    LEO
    I'm not saying Commerce or Treasury calls the banks, but an emergency loan guarrantee 
    if we can get Congress to... 
    
    JOSH
    [comes up as they exit the room] Good morning, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Good morning. [to Leo] Yeah, we can't do it.
    
    LEO
    How did it go over there?
    
    JOSH
    Well, they confronted the RussiansAtomic Energy Minister with the photographs.
    
    LEO
    And?
    
    JOSH
    He denies everything.
    
    BARTLET
    That's good enough for me.
    
    JOSH
    He doesn't deny that they're building a reactor; they've had contracts with Iran since 
    '76 and he says that Deuterium-based reactors had been up and running in Canada for years.
    
    They walk back into THE OVAL OFFICE. Fitzwallace is standing in it.
    
    BARTLET
    Well, Canada, Russia - roughly the same relationship with the US. Fitz, you old horse 
    thief, you old muckety-muck!
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Well, good morning again, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Josh says the director of MinAtom says it's commercial power production.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    [as they both sit] Yeah, except that there are no power lines to and from the site. 
    And there's no reprocessing facility. This one's 50 megawatts thermal, which is identical 
    to the reactor Pakistan's got in Kushab. This isn't used to make the lights go; it's used 
    to make plutonium. Mr. President, I'm not your National Security Advisor, or your Secretary 
    of Defense or State. But the Russians are giving Iran the bomb.
    
    BARTLET
    Well, that's what was said by my National Security Advisor twenty minutes ago, right after 
    it was said by the Secretaries of State and Defense. And, for what it's worth, the directors 
    of the CIA, NSA, FBI and Naval Intelligence.
    
    JOSH
    Leo, isn't MinAtom in terrible shape?
    
    LEO
    It lost some customers after Chernobyl. 
    
    JOSH
    [sits] Yeah, that's 'welcome to free markets the hard way,' but my point is the light water 
    reactor contracts are way behind schedule, there are all kinds of technical failures.
    
    BARTLET
    You think the Iranians forced them to build them a heavy water reactor?
    
    JOSH
    To satisfy the contracts, maybe.
    
    BARTLET
    Crap. And even if that were the case, it doesn't make them Jean Valjean. They want to power 
    broker in the Middle East. Just what the doctor ordered for the Middle East. 
    
    Bartlet stands up, and everyone else stands as well.
    
    BARTLET
    All right, while avoiding the biggest diplomacy disaster since I don't know when - 
    Josh, Leo, you guys have to figure out a way to get me out of it.
    
    JOSH
    Get him out of what?
    
    LEO
    He's not going to Helsinki. [leaves]
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT TWO
    * * *
    
    ACT THREE
    
    FADE IN: INT. JOSH'S OFFICE - DAY
    
    	WEDNESDAY
    
    Josh and Leo sit across from each other.
    
    JOSH
    There's something... really good on television.
    
    LEO
    What?
    
    JOSH
    That's why he can't go, there's something really good on television and the President 
    doesn't know how to work a VCR. 
    
    Leo tosses his head back.
    
    JOSH
    Well, it's not that he doesn't know how to work it, they know he's got a staff and 
    wouldn't buy it. It's... It's that he doesn't trust technology.
    
    LEO
    Josh.
    
    JOSH
    This is insane!
    
    LEO
    News of the reactor is going to break, you know it will, and it's going to break at 
    the worst possible time. In fact, my money's on - it's gonna break right next to the 
    picture of him shaking hands with Chigorin. While wearing a coat, to protect his 
    MS-riddled body from the fierce climate in Finland.
    
    JOSH
    How can you guys, all of you, be so sure it's not MinAtom and the other Cold War 
    holdouts, the ex-Soviets, walking around... 
    
    LEO
    I don't care who it is... 
    
    JOSH
    There are other issues on the table! There's NATO expansion, the Caspian pipeline... 
    
    LEO
    [shouting] You don't get to put it on in Iran! There are no other issues on the table 
    right now. We're going to have to fly over there and blow this thing up and given what 
    they're manufacturing there, I don't know if that's possible. [stands up and sits in 
    another chair] We were all so smart. Russia's hobbled, the next conflict's going to be 
    in the Middle East. Turns out it is in the Middle East. With the Russians.
    
    JOSH
    You haven't answered my question.
    
    LEO
    What question?
    
    JOSH
    Chigorin just took office four months ago. How can you be sure it's not a rogue thing?
    
    LEO
    I don't want a leak, Josh. Everyone's proceeding like we're going?
    
    JOSH
    Yes. How can you be sure?
    
    LEO
    I can't.
    
    CUT TO: INT. COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE - DAY
    Toby is walking through. A Man from State Department calls out to him.
    
    MAN
    Toby!
    
    TOBY
    Thanks for coming down.
    
    MAN
    Is there still a summit to go to?
    
    They walk into TOBY'S OFFICE. Toby hastily closes his door.
    
    TOBY
    I'm sorry, what did you say?
    
    MAN
    I'm sorry about that. I ask because... 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. I mean, I wanted to talk to you because I'd been asked to put a reporter from 
    the Novaya Gazeta on the press plane.
    
    MAN
    That's a mistake.
    
    TOBY
    You understand I'm talking about a pencil and pad of paper, from which no one has ever died.
    
    MAN
    You understand there isn't a paper or any publication in Russia that is more critical 
    of the Chigorin government.
    
    TOBY
    Well, the editorial judgement aside, what's the damage assessment?
    
    MAN
    Well, the point of the summit is to build strong bilateral ties with the new 
    administration, so... 
    
    TOBY
    We make it clear it's not personal.
    
    MAN
    How do you suggest we do that?
    
    TOBY
    I don't know... What are the things I can do?
    
    MAN
    We've got about half a dozen American reporters in Moscow whose credentials are pending. 
    Toby, this is like if they credentialed the Enquirer to cover the summit!
    
    TOBY
    If the Enquirer asked us, we'd credential them. Making sure the Enquirer can write whatever 
    it wants is the only way I can be sure the New York Times is writing whatever it wants.
    
    MAN
    Well, you asked me what I thought - I'm a hundred percent against it.
    
    CUT TO: INT. OUTER OVAL OFFICE - DAY
    C.J. is pacing nervously. Charlie walks out of the Oval Office.
    
    CHARLIE
    Okay.
    
    C.J.
    Thanks. 
    
    C.J. walks into THE OVAL OFFICE, where Bartlet and Ron Butterfield are standing.
    
    C.J.
    Good morning, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    You're gonna get Secret Service protection, but I can't order it unless you sign this 
    piece of paper, so sign this piece of paper.
    
    C.J.
    Sir, can I ask why you feel it's necessary... 
    
    BARTLET
    Because Ron says it is, and around here we do whatever Ron says.
    
    C.J.
    Well, I think it might be an over-reaction.
    
    BARTLET
    Good for you. With all your years of training and experience in sniffing out crime, 
    your opinion really carries a lot of weight with me.
    
    C.J.
    I don't want to appear fragile.
    
    BARTLET
    Are you kidding?
    
    C.J.
    Sir... 
    
    BARTLET
    We're talking about one bodyguard. I have twelve, and that's before I leave the house. 
    You ever count the number of guns that come along with me when Abbey and I take in a 
    play at the Kennedy Center? Do I seem fragile to you?
    
    C.J.
    No, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Then... 
    
    C.J.
    You're also not a woman in a man's job. To say nothing of the fact that you're required 
    by law to be protected by the Treasury Department. You don't have a choice. And frankly, 
    sir, you and I both know that you score points frequently with the public and with the 
    press by shrugging off your Secret Service and doing whatever... going to a book store.
    
    BARTLET
    I don't care.
    
    C.J.
    Sir... 
    
    BARTLET
    I don't care! You're part of my family, and this thing is happening and I simply won't 
    permit it. Sign the piece of paper.
    
    C.J.
    Look... 
    
    BARTLET
    Let me tell you something! The last time a member of my staff got a death threat, they 
    missed him and hit me!
    
    C.J.
    Ron... is there any evidence... any evidence at all that this guy... Look, I work in the 
    White House, everybody knows that, but is there any evidence to suggest that... 
    
    She stops abruptly, intercepting a look Ron and Bartlet share. Bartlet nods to Ron. 
    Ron takes some photographs and shows them to C.J.
    
    C.J. 
    [buttons her jacket nervously] Where did you get these?
    
    RON
    Today's e-mail.
    
    C.J.
    That's me leaving my house on Monday. This one's at a restaurant where I had dinner 
    with my niece. This one's from this morning... it was taken from about twenty feet away. 
    All right, okay. [walks to the table and signs the paper]
    
    RON
    Let's go outside and talk.
    
    C.J.
    Okay. Thank you, Mr. President.
    
    C.J. and Ron step outside. Charlie walks in.
    
    CHARLIE
    Toby.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah!
    
    TOBY
    [walks inside] Good morning, sir.
    
    BARTLET [OS]
    What's going on?
    
    Charlie steps out.
    
    TOBY [OS]
    I just wanted to give you a heads up - the journal's going to run an editorial with 
    regard to broken promises in fiscal spending.
    
    Charlie picks up some papers and returns to the Oval Office.
    
    BARTLET
    Oh man, the greatest campaign speech ever about money - FDR promises to tighten our belts. 
    What's he do when he gets here - spends more than we knew could be spent. And it's 'cause 
    he discovered it's better for long-term growth. [sits down to read]
    
    TOBY
    The journal probably wrote an editorial about his broken promises too.
    
    BARTLET
    Hey, I should be able to reference that speech. When did he give that? It was in the 
    industrial North East.
    
    TOBY
    Pittsburgh, PA.
    
    Charlie is just on his way out when he hears this.
    
    BARTLET
    Charlie, FDR gave a budget speech in 1932 in Pittsburgh, can you get your hands on a copy?
    
    CHARLIE
    I'm sorry, sir?
    
    BARTLET
    I said, FDR gave a budget speech in 1932... 
    
    CHARLIE
    Yeah. Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Okay.
    
    TOBY
    Thank you, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Mmm-hmmm.
    
    Toby and Charlie leave. Leo walks in through another door.
    
    LEO
    Good morning.
    
    BARTLET
    How's it going?
    
    LEO
    Is there a TV show you really, really like?
    
    BARTLET
    No.
    
    LEO
    Then don't worry about it, let's talk about something else.
    
    BARTLET
    What?
    
    LEO
    Helping out Antares.
    
    BARTLET
    [sighs] Aaaah, was wilst du von mein Leben? What do you want from my life? The government 
    can't be in the business of cosigning loans.
    
    LEO
    We wouldn't be handing them a bag of unmarked bills, just backing the loans to cover 
    the cost of the recall.
    
    BARTLET
    [stands up] It's a subsidy.
    
    LEO
    It's a small one!
    
    BARTLET
    I'm an economist!
    
    LEO
    Sir! This was not a failure of business, it was... I don't know, it was a mistake, 
    it was human error, and Jake's been completely forth... 
    
    BARTLET
    The marketplace will take care of Antares.
    
    LEO
    The marketplace will kill Antares.
    
    BARTLET
    That's what's supposed to happen.
    
    LEO
    It's not like it's unprecedented, sir. We helped out steel.
    
    BARTLET
    That was an industry that was hurt by unfair trade practices. Antares was hurt by their 
    own carelessness.
    
    LEO
    A loan guarantee doesn't cost the taxpayers a nickel.
    
    BARTLET
    Unless they go under and either way they've just said 'We're open for business.'
    
    LEO
    For a corporate icon that feeds into tech companies, computers, aerospace. The ripple 
    effects, workers losing jobs, it's a blue chip stock that's in every major... 
    
    BARTLET
    [shouts] They were huge contributors! How the hell am I supposed... They were huge contributors! 
    
    LEO
    Carelessness doesn't have to exist for a mistake to be made.
    
    BARTLET
    [sits at his desk] What?
    
    LEO
    You said it was carelessness and I don't believe carelessness has to exist for a mistake 
    to be made. Jake was a contributor, and he's never asked for a favor, not even now. 
    He was a contributor 'cause he knows us, and we know him, and we know, that if a mistake 
    happened in design or production at Antares it wasn't shoddy... it wasn't on the cheek. 
    You know how many chips have acted up so far? One. Dollars to donuts, he could have gotten 
    away with it. But he wanted to warn people they may have a problem before... I don't even 
    know what happens when 80 million computers stop working right. But tell me this isn't 
    exactly how we want American business to behave! I know it doesn't look good, he's a 
    friend of ours. But there is a reason he's a friend of ours.
    
    BARTLET
    They're announcing end of business tomorrow?
    
    LEO
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    [sighs] I'm not saying anything, but grab some people and put together some numbers.
    
    LEO
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    I'm not saying anything.
    
    LEO
    Thank you, Mr. President.
    
    Leo walks out of the office.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT THREE
    * * *
    
    ACT FOUR
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE ROOSEVELT ROOM - DAY
    
    	THURSDAY
    
    Sam is again in a meeting with Ivanovich and Kozlowski.
    
    IVANOVICH
    The Baltic herring industry was subject of recent trade agreement between Russians 
    and Finns. However, we'll take off menu.
    
    SAM
    Why?
    
    IVANOVICH
    We were asked to: Mrs. Bartlet likes shrimp.
    
    SAM
    That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Put whatever you want on the menu.
    
    IVANOVICH
    Very well.
    
    SAM
    I would like to request that the press pool be allowed to take photographs in the 
    Arctic People's exhibit.
    
    IVANOVICH
    Also very well.
    
    SAM
    And that, my good friends, is that. It was a pleasure doing business with you.
    
    KOZLOWSKI
    Uh... we have one more.
    
    SAM
    Name it!
    
    KOZLOWSKI
    On the issue of the language in the joint statement.
    
    SAM
    Well, I can't negotiate language of the statement.
    
    IVANOVICH
    It's just a suggestion.
    
    SAM
    The language has been worked out with the State, Commerce, and Defense, it's way... 
    
    IVANOVICH
    Will you hear suggestion, Sam?
    
    SAM
    Okay.
    
    IVANOVICH 
    [clears throat, reads] "Both President Chigorin and myself agree that we must enter 21st 
    century as partners and friends, not as adversaries. We must lead way and stem in tide 
    of nuclear proliferation and we must start with ourselves, for why should two nations 
    still possess power to destroy each other ten times over; surely, once is enough."
    
    SAM
    Whose idea was this?
    
    IVANOVICH
    Mine. 
    
    SAM
    Who wrote it?
    
    IVANOVICH
    I did. [hands him the notes] You will, uh... pass it up?
    
    SAM
    Yeah.
    
    IVANOVICH
    That's good one, yes?
    
    SAM
    Yes. Thank you.
    
    CUT TO: INT. TOBY'S OFFICE - DAY
    Ludmila Koss enters.
    
    KOSS
    Hello.
    
    TOBY
    Hello. 
    
    Toby points to the couch and picks up papers from his desk.
    
    TOBY
    Here are your credentials for the plane, here's your plane ticket, here are your 
    credentials for the Palace, the Saturday press conference, the Arctic Peoples exhibit, 
    the Sunday press conference, and the Hall of Flags.
    
    KOSS
    Thank you very much.
    
    TOBY
    Either way, I found out why Chigorin and his people have such a problem with you.
    
    KOSS
    It's because I don't flatter them.
    
    TOBY
    No, it's because you stink.
    
    KOSS
    I beg your pardon?
    
    TOBY
    You can beg all you want, you're not gonna get it. Last month, you alleged that the 
    Chigorin government bombed several apartment buildings based on an unattributed source. 
    It was refuted; you never retracted!
    
    KOSS
    The government's case was all over the television!
    
    TOBY
    [holds up a printout] Last week, you had a cover story about President Chigorin's 
    mother-in-law moving closer to the Kremlin. You printed her home address, she had to relocate.
    
    KOSS
    [stands up] Well, that's her decision.
    
    TOBY
    You reported the failing grades of the Defense Minister's twelve-year-old son! Does that 
    even count as journalism? Does that do anything but bring ridicule on a defenseless kid? 
    We've got people like you here, on cable and on the Internet, and there's no one anywhere 
    on the ideological spectrum that doesn't roll their eyes when their names are spoken out 
    loud. You know, we've always had free press here, we take it for granted... how can you 
    [crumples the paper] treat it like this?! You should give up your space and put another 
    naked woman in there! [beat] Anyway. Here are your credentials. 
    
    Toby throws them on the desk. Koss picks them up and leaves.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - DAY
    Several people including Fitz, Josh, Leo, and Bartlet are inside.
    
    LEO
    The Majority Leader moves up HMO reform.
    
    BARTLET
    He'll do that?
    
    LEO
    We've talked to him. He's moved up HMO reform, there's nothing we can do about it, 
    and the welfare of your people comes first.
    
    Sam walks inside. Josh approaches him and reads what Sam gives him.
    
    WOMAN
    He has a Duma, he'll understand.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    This makes sense.
    
    LEO
    We save face and send a strong message.
    
    BARTLET
    Anybody? Can I use this to get out of weddings and stuff? [sits down] Sam, the Majority 
    Leader's gonna move up HMO reform and my Duma's gonna vote on it, what do you think?
    
    JOSH
    Sorry, sir, would you hear what Sam has to say for a moment?
    
    BARTLET
    What?
    
    SAM
    [walks forward with the note] Listen, I'd like to tell you about something and if, when 
    I'm done, you think I sounded like an idiot, just know that I'll be feeling like one as 
    well. Nikolai Ivanovich, the senior member of the logistical negotiating team, said he 
    had language he wanted added to the joint statement, and that he wrote it himself.
    
    LEO
    What's he getting involved with the language of the statement for?
    
    SAM
    Yeah. [opens the note] What he wanted added was, "Together in partnership, we must stem 
    the tide of nuclear proliferation, for why should our two nations still possess the power 
    to destroy themselves ten times over; surely once is enough." Now, I have to tell you, 
    sir, that both these negotiators had conversational English, but they didn't have idioms. 
    I promise you... 
    
    BARTLET
    'Stem the tide" is an English idiom.
    
    SAM
    Yeah, and they don't have 'surely, once is enough' either.
    
    JOSH
    Sir, Chigorin wrote that.
    
    SAM
    I think he's trying to send you a message, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    He is trying to send me a message.
    
    EVERYONE
    Exactly, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    [stands up] We've been trying to get non-proliferation on the agenda, we've been trying 
    to put those exact words in Chigorin's mouth.
    
    JOSH
    He's got the whole Soviet defense establishment that's trying to do business.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Wait a second! Hang on... You're telling me that foreign policy of this magnitude is 
    conducted through Sam and I'm still alive?
    
    SAM
    We're pretty impressed ourselves, Mr. Chairman.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Why didn't he just have somebody pick up the phone?
    
    JOSH
    It's the old diplomatic corps, and he can't trust them yet, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Fitz?
    
    FITZWALLACE
    I think he's going out on a limb. [stands up] I think you should meet him there.
    
    BARTLET
    Let's go to Helsinki. But the reactor's first thing on the agenda. Anybody?
    
    LEO
    Thank you, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Thanks, everyone! Thank you. Thanks!
    
    The people begin to leave.
    
    LEO
    I've got Jake Kimball in my office.
    
    BARTLET
    I'll be right in. Sam! 
    
    SAM
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Nice job.
    
    SAM
    Thank you.
    
    BARTLET
    Tell me again why I can't wear whatever the hell I want?
    
    SAM
    Well, that's not entirely true, sir: the earmuffs are optional.
    
    BARTLET
    I probably won't be wearing them.
    
    SAM
    Yes, sir. [leaves]
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Bartlet walks inside.
    
    BARTLET
    Whatever happened to Pong, huh? It was great, it was relaxing, it had that very 
    satisfying sound?
    
    JAKE KIMBALL
    I, uh... I don't know, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah, me neither. Leo? 
    
    Leo hands him a note, Bartlet reads it.
    
    BARTLET
    No. Leo wanted to see if we could guarantee a loan.
    
    JAKE
    I didn't know that. I can't ask you for that.
    
    BARTLET
    I appreciate that, and I can't give it to you, but I think I can do Leo one better.
    
    LEO
    What?
    
    BARTLET
    We'll stay his biggest customer. When you announce your recall, you can announce you're 
    keeping your government contracts. Leo will work it out with Congress.
    
    JAKE
    [overwhelmed] That's very generous, Mr. President. I appreciate your confidence.
    
    BARTLET
    Talk to me about the 75 thousand workers.
    
    JAKE
    I won't be taking any salary for two years and my managers will cut their salaries by 
    50 percent before we even consider laying anyone off.
    
    BARTLET
    All right. Jakie, this is the White House, if we only screw up twice before breakfast, 
    it was a very good morning.
    
    JAKE
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    One more thing: you can't make any more campaign contributions to me, or any Democrat. 
    You can vote, but that's it.
    
    JAKE
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    I knew I'd get screwed by a computer one day. [Leo smiles.] I have an important photo op, 
    excuse me. [leaves abruptly]
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE MURAL ROOM - DAY
    Charlie is inside when an old man is seen through the door.
    
    NANCY
    Charlie.
    
    Charlie comes out.
    
    CHARLIE
    Mr. Tatum?
    
    DR. TED TATUM
    I'm Doctor Tatum, I'm the one you talked to on the phone. [They shake hands.] 
    This is my father.
    
    CHARLIE
    I'm Charlie Young. I'm personal aide to the President.
    
    ALAN TATUM
    Yes?
    
    CHARLIE
    You didn't tell him anything, right?
    
    DR. TATUM
    He thinks we're on Candid Camera.
    
    TATUM
    Or that this is a ruse of some kind. What the... 
    
    CHARLIE
    It's not a ruse. [Nancy hands him papers.] When you were nine, you wrote this letter to 
    Franklin Roosevelt. You met him when he was governor of New York, and a candidate for 
    President.
    
    TATUM
    Well, I'll be damned.
    
    CHARLIE
    You met his personal aide, Tom Farley. That's me. Mr. Tatum, by any chance, the apartment 
    where you grew up in Pittsburgh, was it 2345 Northern... 
    
    TATUM
    ... State Boulevard.
    
    CHARLIE
    Yes. That's the only residential building in Pittsburgh that's been torn down recently. 
    In fact, it was just two weeks ago. Somebody found your letter and put the right postage on it.
    
    TATUM
    Well, would you look at what people do!
    
    CHARLIE
    I tell you, none of it would have happened, except there's a five-digit code that 
    Presidents give out to close friends, and President Bartlet copied his from FDR.
    
    BARTLET
    [approaches from behind] For the hundredth time, it was an homage!
    
    CHARLIE
    Yes, sir.
    
    Bartlet shakes hands with Tatum.
    
    BARTLET
    Alan Tatum?
    
    TATUM
    Yes, sir!
    
    BARTLET
    The White House owes you one picture.
    
    TATUM
    Oh, my!
    
    DR. TATUM
    Let's go, Dad.
    
    TATUM
    Oh, Mr. President, this is my son, Ted.
    
    BARTLET 
    [as they shake hands] Good to meet you!
    
    TATUM
    He's a doctor.
    
    BARTLET
    I'm sorry. I'm married to one. No, you meant that as a good thing! Let's go. 
    
    They walk into THE OVAL OFFICE. 
    
    BARTLET
    FDR was a fine president, don't get me wrong, but if you want something done right, 
    dammit, call New Hampshire! Come in, please.
    
    The Tatums enter and stand next to Bartlet as a photographer takes pictures.
    
    BARTLET
    Are you retired, Mr. Tatum?
    
    TATUM
    Yes, sir, 53 years on the Spirit of St. Louis. New York to St. Louis.
    
    BARTLET
    [to Dr. Tatum] Your grandfather was a furnace worker. Your father was on a railroad. 
    You couldn't find an honest work?
    
    TATUM
    I'd like my picture taken with that young man, if you don't mind.
    
    BARTLET
    Charlie! [motions for him to come over]
    
    Charlie steps into the picture as Bartlet walks out and more shots are taken.
    
    PHOTOGRAPHER
    Thank you.
    
    TATUM
    [shakes hands with Charlie] Thank you.
    
    DR. TATUM
    Well, thank you very much, sir. This was really a once-in-a-lifetime experience for both of us.
    
    BARTLET
    Where are you going? You got pictures, what do you I get?
    
    TATUM
    I don't know what... 
    
    BARTLET
    You were there, you were at his feet, you got to tell me everything! Sit, we're going to 
    get some food. [to Dr. Tatum] You sit quietly over there and try to resist temptation to 
    bill me for something.
    
    Dr. Tatum laughs, as everyone sits down.
    
    CUT TO: INT. BULLPEN AREA TO C.J.'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    C.J. walks through to her office and sees an Agent standing in the doorway. 
    She slides past him inside.
    
    C.J.
    Hello.
    
    SPECIAL AGENT SIMON DONOVAN
    C.J. Cregg?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah.
    
    SIMON
    Special Agent Simon Donovan. I'm with the Treasury Department.
    
    C.J.
    Aha. What branch of the Treasury Department, Agent Donovan?
    
    SIMON
    [shows her a badge] U.S. Secret Service. I don't like flashing it around, it gives some 
    people the jumps. But Agent Butterfield said you were a reluctant customer.
    
    C.J.
    How does this work?
    
    SIMON
    What is it you'd like to know?
    
    C.J.
    Well, first of all, from how far away can you do this?
    
    SIMON
    I can respect a certain perimeter of privacy.
    
    C.J.
    What does that mean?
    
    SIMON
    I don't need to see you naked or anything.
    
    C.J.
    Okay.
    
    SIMON
    Though, 'better safe then sorry' is a bit of a motto for us at the Treasury. I don't know, 
    you're the boss. I'll be leading a detail of four agents each working a third of the day, 
    one day off a week. We'll set up a command post in your apartment building, set up 
    surveillance, you can put your car in a garage, you'll be using ours. 
    
    Carol walks in with some papers and leaves. C.J. walks out of her office, Simon follows.
    
    C.J.
    You can't come in the Briefing Room.
    
    SIMON
    A crowded room where anyone can get credentialed and you're up at the podium? 
    No, I'm pretty sure I'll be there.
    
    C.J.
    This is what you meant by I am the boss?
    
    SIMON
    Uh... yeah, I guess it's more of an honorary thing.
    
    C.J. tries to open a door, Simon closes it in front of her.
    
    SIMON
    This guy isn't small-time, Ms. Cregg. You're being hunted. By the way, I can't guarantee 
    anything except to say that if you're dead, chances are I am, too.
    
    C.J.
    Well, I guess it's gonna have to be the little things now.
    
    SIMON
    Yeah. I'll check in with my command. 
    
    Simon leaves, as C.J. enters the next room, looking back at him. She shuts the door.
    
    DISSOLVE TO: END TITLES.
    FADE TO BLACK.
    THE END
    * * *
    
    The West Wing and all its characters are a property of Aaron Sorkin, John Wells 
    Production, Warner Brothers Television and NBC. No copyright infringement is intended.
    
    Episode 3.18 -- "Enemies Foreign and Domestic"
    Original Airdate: May 1, 2002, 9:00 PM EST
    
    Transcript by: Irene
    September 10, 2002

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