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  • THE WEST WING 13
    The West Wing Scripts/Season 1 2008. 10. 31. 09:16

    THE WEST WING
    “HE SHALL FROM TIME TO TIME...”
    WRITTEN BY: AARON SORKIN
    DIRECTED BY: ARLENE SANFORD
    
    TEASER
    
    FADE IN: INT. PRESS BRIEFING ROOM - NIGHT
    Bartlet and his staff are preparing for the State of the Union address. The President, 
    from behind the podium, reads the speech from the TelePrompTer.
    
    BARTLET
    With nearly 18 million new jobs, wages rising at more than twice the rate of inflation, 
    the highest home ownership in history, the smallest welfare rolls in 30 years and the 
    lowest peacetime unemployment since 1957. [beat] I stand before you to report that 
    America has created the longest peacetime economic expansion in our history. For the 
    first time in three decades, the budget is balanced. From a deficit of 290 million 
    dollars just ten years ago...
    
    TOBY
    Billion dollars.
    
    Toby interrupts the President. Leo is seated beside him.
    
    BARTLET
    What?
    
    TOBY
    290 billion.
    
    BARTLET
    What’d I say?
    
    TOBY
    You said million, but let’s move on.
    
    BARTLET
    I said million?
    
    TOBY
    Yep.
    
    BARTLET
    [clears throat] From a deficit of 290 billion dollars, just ten... it says “million” 
    on the TelePrompTer, by the way.
    
    TOBY
    Sam?
    
    Sam is behind them controlling the TelePrompTer with several White House staffers.
    
    SAM
    Our fault.
    
    BARTLET
    L-Let’s take it back.
    
    The President coughs hard. He is sweating, and he looks tired.
    
    BARTLET [cont.]
    Mr. Speaker, Mr. Vice President...
    
    Behind all of them, Josh and C.J. are watching the President from a television. 
    
    BARTLET [OS]
    Members of the 106th Congress, distinguished guests...
    
    JOSH
    He doesn’t look so good.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah.
    
    JOSH
    He’s pale and he’s sweating.
    
    C.J.
    I know.
    
    JOSH
    You think he’s getting sick?
    
    C.J.
    I don’t know.
    
    JOSH
    Are his glands swollen?
    
    C.J.
    Damn.
    
    JOSH
    What?
    
    C.J
    You know what I forgot to do today?
    
    JOSH
    What?
    
    C.J.
    I forgot to feel the President’s glands.
    
    JOSH
    Do you think the joke reflex you use as a defense mechanism is why you have so much 
    trouble keeping a man?
    
    C.J.
    You know...?
    
    JOSH
    I’m saying, we’re 44 hours away from the State of the Union, and he doesn’t look so good.
    
    Bartlet continues to read from the TelePrompTer.
    
    BARTLET
    ...And how do we make the American dream of opportunity a reality for all? I came to 
    this hallowed chamber one year ago, and I see we’re spelling “hallowed” with a pound 
    sign in the middle of it.
    
    SAM
    We’ll fix that.
    
    BARTLET
    The pound sign’s silent?
    
    LEO
    Move on, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    I came to this hallowed chamber one year ago on a mission: to restore the American 
    dream for all our people, as we gaze at the vast horizon of possibilities open to us 
    in the 321st century... Wow, that was ambitious of me, wasn’t it?
    
    SAM
    [heads to the podium] Leo...
    
    LEO
    Let’s take a break.
    
    BARTLET
    We meant “stronger” here, right?
    
    SAM
    What’s it say?
    
    BARTLET
    I’m proud to report our country’s stranger than it was a year ago?
    
    SAM
    That’s a typo.
    
    BARTLET
    Could go either way.
    
    TOBY
    Sam?
    
    SAM
    Taking care of it. [leaves]
    
    Josh and C.J. approach the President. Bartlet and his staff start to walk away.
    
    JOSH
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Yes, sir.
    
    JOSH
    How do you feel?
    
    BARTLET
    Why is everyone asking me that today?
    
    JOSH
    But you don’t look so good.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m fine.
    
    JOSH
    You’re pale and you’re perspiring.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m fine.
    
    They walk out to the HALLWAY.
    
    C.J.
    You should be taking something, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m taking many things, C.J.
    
    C.J.
    What are you taking?
    
    BARTLET
    I don’t know. My wife hands me pills. I swallow them with water.
    
    SAM
    Sir?
    
    BARTLET
    Vitamin C. Vitamin B. Is it possible I’m taking something called 'euthanasia'?
    
    SAM
    Echinacea?
    
    BARTLET
    Ah, that sounds more like it... Toby?
    
    TOBY
    Yes, sir.
    
    C.J.
    Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m taking pills, C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Are you actually taking them, or are you just carrying them around in your pocket?
    
    BARTLET
    [beat] You know, carrying them around in my pocket was a pretty big step for me.
    
    C.J.
    You got to take the pills.
    
    BARTLET
    Toby?
    
    TOBY
    Yeah?
    
    BARTLET
    “How do we make the American dream a reality for all who work for it.” 
    
    TOBY
    Oh, come on.
    
    BARTLET
    You got to add, “who work for it.”
    
    TOBY
    Sir?
    
    JOSH
    That was me.
    
    TOBY
    We’ve decided this two weeks ago.
    
    JOSH
    We’ve seen some pretty compelling polling samples. We need “people who work for it” 
    and I’ll tell you what else.
    
    TOBY
    What?
    
    JOSH
    “The era of big government is over.”
    
    TOBY
    [stops] Oh, when did this happen?
    
    JOSH
    This morning, we had a meeting.
    
    TOBY
    We decided to offend poor people?
    
    JOSH
    The people we’re offending won’t be watching the State of the Union.
    
    TOBY
    Yeah, I can’t imagine why not.
    
    The group continues to walk. They stop around the corner of THE OVAL OFFICE.
    
    BARTLET
    It’s what they’re listening for in welfare reforms, so screw it.
    
    TOBY
    Alright, but when you get visited in the middle of the night by the ghost of Christmas 
    future, don’t come running to me.
    
    BARTLET
    Damn, Toby, ‘cause you’re exactly who I was gonna come running to.
    
    TOBY
    You don’t look so good.
    
    BARTLET
    Well, I’m gazing in the 321st century, man. There’s a lot on my mind.
    
    LEO
    Let’s finish up in here. [indicates the Roosevelt Room]
    
    C.J.
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Oh, dear God. I will take the pills, C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Will you take them now?
    
    BARTLET
    Yes. I will go to the Oval Office, and pour a glass of water from the Steuben glass 
    pitcher, which was a gift from the Christian Charity Network there, Skippy.
    
    TOBY
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    I’m just saying, before you start calling me, Ebenezer Bartlet, remember, I got a 
    really nice glass pitcher for just, you know, being a good guy.
    
    TOBY
    Well, you turned me right around on that one, Mr. President.
    
    C.J.
    Sir?
    
    BARTLET
    [waves the bag of pills in the air] I will take the pills.
    
    Bartlet goes inside THE OVAL OFFICE and closes the door. Sam, Leo, Toby, Josh, and C.J. 
    are left standing outside.
    
    SAM
    You know, here’s the thing.
    
    LEO
    Hmm?
    
    SAM
    We haven’t been invited yet.
    
    TOBY
    What do you mean?
    
    SAM
    Technically, the Speaker of the House invites the President to deliver the State of 
    the Union.
    
    TOBY
    And we haven’t been invited yet?
    
    SAM
    Not yet.
    
    LEO
    Is somebody seeing to this?
    
    SAM
    I’ll take care of it.
    
    TOBY
    Good, cause you know, we want to be able to report that the country’s a lot stranger 
    than it was a year ago.
    
    SAM
    I’ll never be able to live it down.
    
    LEO
    No.
    
    Leo and C.J. laugh. CRASH! The staffers heard the sound of broken glass from inside 
    THE OVAL OFFICE. They quickly go inside. We see the President lying face down 
    unconscious in his carpet. Beside him is the broken Steuben glass pitcher and the 
    spilled water. We hear a Secret Service Agent.
    
    AGENT [OS]
    Liberty’s down. We’re in the Oval.
    
    C.J.
    Get a doctor.
    
    Some of the group try to feel the President’s pulse from his neck.
    
    SMASH CUT TO: MAIN TITLES.
    END TEASER
    * * *
    
    ACT ONE
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - NIGHT
    Bartlet has regained consciousness. He is seated in a chair. The physician on duty, 
    ADMIRAL HACKETT,  has just taken his temperature. The staff is around them.
    
    HACKETT
    Well, his temperature’s 101.9. I’m fairly sure he’s got the flu, but I want to take 
    him to Bethesda for a cardiogram.
    
    BARTLET
    I don’t need a cardiogram.
    
    LEO
    Let’s go.
    
    BARTLET
    I got dizzy.
    
    LEO
    We’re going to the hospital.
    
    BARTLET
    I didn’t have a heart attack, Leo. I got the flu, and I don’t need a cardiogram.
    
    HACKETT
    I also want blood work and a chest x-ray.
    
    LEO
    [to Hackett] You think it’s pneumonia?
    
    HACKETT
    No, I think it’s the flu, but I don’t want to fool around.
    
    BARTLET
    Leo, I’m fine.
    
    Mrs. Landingham approaches. She gives him a piece of paper with a note on it.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you, Mrs. Landingham... Mrs. Landingham how do I look to you?
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    You’re a very handsome man, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    [to Leo] See?
    
    LEO
    [to Hackett] What do you think?
    
    HACKETT
    Uh, it can wait till morning, but I want to stay with him for an hour or two.
    
    LEO
    Do the blood work, send it to the lab, get the cardiogram and chest x-ray tomorrow.
    
    HACKETT
    Sure.
    
    LEO
    [to Bartlet] You’re going to bed.
    
    BARTLET
    Can’t yet.
    
    LEO
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Situation Room. [gives Leo the note, which he reads]
    
    LEO
    Alright, let’s do this, and then you’re going to bed. 
    [to Hackett] We’ll meet you in the residence in a few minutes.
    
    The President stands up. He gets dizzy again and almost falls down. Everyone tries 
    to grab him.
    
    JOSH
    Whoa!
    
    BARTLET
    Just a little joke.
    
    TOBY
    You’re a real cut-up there, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    101.9 and I still got it.
    
    SAM
    Yes, indeed, sir.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE SITUATION ROOM - NIGHT
    The Joint Chiefs of Staff are inside, including the chairman, Admiral Fitzwallace. 
    They are waiting for the President.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    I’m gonna tell him “steady and not egregious, sir.” We’re all okay with that?
    
    MITCH
    Yes, sir.
    
    TOM
    Yeah.
    
    OFFICER 1
    Admiral?
    
    FITZWALLACE
    What do you got?
    
    OFFICER 1
    We got the 2nd, 3rd, the 103rd, the 106th, and the 107th.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Thank you.
    
    The double doors open. In comes Bartlet, followed by Leo. The Joint Chiefs of Staff 
    all stand up.
    
    BARTLET
    Anybody know if the Celtics won tonight?
    
    MITCH
    We can get that information, sir. [signals an officer to go to the phone while all sit]
    
    LEO
    What’s going on?
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Sir, there’s been steady but no egregious clashing along the cease-fire line. If you 
    look at the photo-recon analysis, you’ll see India has moved new units into their four 
    structures at the border.
    
    BARTLET
    It was a two-week cease-fire. There’s four days left.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Sir, they’re getting ready.
    
    BARTLET
    What’s Intel saying about the Pakistanis?
    
    TOM
    They’re desperately concerned that if the Indians continue their offensive, they won’t 
    be able to defend the capital with conventional forces.
    
    LEO
    Is this just whining or it’s for real?
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Bazin’s given command control of some of their nuclear weapons to field commanders in 
    theater, but I think they’re just trying to get our attention.
    
    BARTLET
    They’ve got mine.
    
    LEO
    And they’ve got China’s.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Sir, I’m gonna scramble the B-1’s out of Manila, and put the 49th tactical on recon on 
    ready alert.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m going to bed. But somebody call me if there’s movement.
    
    FITZWALLACE
    Yes, sir.
    
    Bartlet and Leo head for the door. The officer just got off the phone.
    
    OFFICER 2
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah?
    
    OFFICER 2
    Celtics lost in overtime.
    
    BARTLET
    Ugh. Good night.
    
    JOINT CHIEFS OF STAFF
    Thank you, Mr. President.
    
    Bartlet and Leo leave. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. C.J.’S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Mandy and Danny are inside.
    
    MANDY
    That was very cute.
    
    DANNY
    So, I grow the rest of the beard back?
    
    MANDY
    Yeah.
    
    DANNY
    Okay.
    
    C.J.
    [comes in] Hello.
    
    MANDY
    C.J., don’t you think Danny looked very cute with the full beard?
    
    C.J.
    I actually never thought about it.
    
    DANNY
    Well, take your time.
    
    C.J.
    What do you need?
    
    DANNY
    Actually, I came by to see my fish.
    
    C.J.
    The fish is fine, and I need my office.
    
    DANNY
    I’m leaving?
    
    C.J.
    Yes.
    
    DANNY
    Okay.
    
    MANDY
    Good night.
    
    DANNY
    Good night.
    
    C.J.
    [dryly] He gave me a fish a few weeks ago... that one there. [looks at Gail]
    
    MANDY
    C.J., it wouldn’t kill you to be a little friendlier to him.
    
    C.J.
    Doesn’t seem to kill you.
    
    MANDY
    C.J.?
    
    C.J.
    What do you need?
    
    MANDY
    Are you kidding me?
    
    C.J.
    Yes.
    
    MANDY
    C.J.?
    
    C.J.
    I was kidding.
    
    MANDY
    You sounded serious.
    
    C.J.
    I’m very dry.
    
    MANDY
    The story’s gonna break tomorrow.
    
    C.J.
    Leo?
    
    MANDY
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    How do you know?
    
    MANDY
    It’s on the Internet.
    
    C.J.
    The whole thing?
    
    MANDY
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    I’ll go talk to him. [leaves]
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO’S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Leo comes in. Margaret follows him.
    
    MARGARET
    We weren’t invited?
    
    LEO
    That’s right.
    
    MARGARET
    I thought it was a Constitutional requirement.
    
    LEO
    It is.
    
    MARGARET
    Then why do we have to be invited?
    
    LEO
    It’s a technicality.
    
    MARGARET
    I don’t...
    
    LEO
    It dates back to Parliament! What do you want from me?
    
    MARGARET
    Okay. [starts to leave]
    
    LEO
    Also, remind Josh to pick a guy.
    
    MARGARET
    Pick a guy? [writes it down]
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    MARGARET
    He’ll know what that means?
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    MARGARET
    Cause I don’t know.
    
    LEO
    Margaret!
    
    MARGARET
    Okay. [heads out] 
    
    C.J.
    [comes in] Excuse me.
    
    LEO
    Oh, hey, C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Hey.
    
    LEO
    What’s going on?
    
    C.J.
    How’s the President?
    
    LEO
    He’s in bed. Hackett’s up there with him.
    
    C.J.
    Does the first lady know?
    
    LEO
    She cancelled her trip. She’s on her way from Andrews.
    
    C.J.
    Leo.
    
    LEO
    It’s gonna break... tomorrow?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, it’s on the Internet right now.
    
    LEO
    Okay.
    
    C.J.
    Why don’t we do a preemptive...
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    You’ll talk to the press in the morning?
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    I’m gonna work with you first, okay?
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    Okay... [looks for a second] Okay. [leaves]
    
    CUT TO: 
    
    INT. THE PRESIDENT’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
    
    Bartlet is sitting up in his bed talking on the phone. Admiral Hackett prepares for a 
    blood test as Charlie stands watch.
    
    BARTLET
    [into phone] It tested very well. I’m not saying we’re doing it, Toby. I just want to 
    try it and see how it reads. The era of big government is over... All right. Thanks.
    
    Bartlet hangs up the phone. He folds his arm when Hackett finished the blood test.
    
    CHARLIE
    How you feeling, sir?
    
    BARTLET
    I’m feeling roughly the same as I was feeling when you asked me four minutes ago.
    
    CHARLIE
    I’m sorry.
    
    BARTLET
    It’s okay. This isn’t the worst of it, Charlie. The worst of it’s coming up the stairs 
    right now.
    
    On cue, the bedroom door opens. Abbey comes in.
    
    ABBEY
    Hello.
    
    BARTLET
    Hello.
    
    CHARLIE
    Good evening, ma’am.
    
    ABBEY
    [puts her jacket and bag on a chair] Hey, Charlie. How you doing?
    
    HACKETT 
    Ma’am, I’m Admiral Hackett. I was on duty when it happened. [offers hand]
    
    ABBEY
    [shakes hands] Good to meet you, Admiral. Charlie, would you mind getting my bag please?
    
    Charlie does. Abbey takes a clipboard from Hackett. The President tries to get her attention.
    
    BARTLET
    Abbey?
    
    ABBEY
    [looking at clipboard] Oh, well. 101.9.
    
    HACKETT
    Yes, ma’am.
    
    ABBEY
    When’s the last time you checked?
    
    HACKETT
    About an hour ago.
    
    ABBEY
    Pulse and pressure?
    
    HACKETT
    The pressure dropped before he fainted, but it’s coming back.
    
    ABBEY
    105 over 70.
    
    HACKETT
    Yes.
    
    ABBEY
    I want to put him on an IV/saline and vitamin solution. [to Jed] Honey, you still dizzy?
    
    BARTLET
    I was wondering when you were gonna notice me.
    
    ABBEY
    Are you still dizzy?
    
    BARTLET
    No.
    
    ABBEY
    He’s lying. Give him Flumadine, 100 milligrams, twice a day.
    
    HACKETT
    Yes, ma’am.
    
    ABBEY
    Thank you, admiral. Would you mind waiting outside for a minute?
    
    HACKETT
    No, ma’am. [leaves]
    
    ABBEY
    Thanks, Charlie. [pause] Charlie, would you mind waiting outside for a minute?
    
    CHARLIE
    No, ma’am. Do you need anything?
    
    ABBEY
    No, thanks very much.
    
    Charlie leaves and closes the door.
    
    BARTLET
    You’re very sexy when you’re in doctor mode you know that? Give me an IV/saline 
    solution and 100 milligrams of Flumadine. Stat. [beat] I could jump you right now.
    
    ABBEY
    I could kill you right now.
    
    BARTLET
    My thing’s more fun.
    
    ABBEY
    [checks his eyes] It took you 25 minutes to call me.
    
    BARTLET
    Fitzwallace called me in the Situation Room. There was more movement in Kashmir.
    
    ABBEY
    I don’t care if Canada invaded Michigan, Jed. You call me.
    
    BARTLET
    Abbey?
    
    ABBEY
    Stop talking.
    
    BARTLET
    I broke the Steuben glass pitcher in the Oval Office.
    
    ABBEY
    It’s okay.
    
    BARTLET
    Seriously, Abbey, I’m fine.
    
    ABBEY
    You could’ve hit your head on something. [gives her husband an injection]
    
    BARTLET
    [groans] But I didn’t.
    
    ABBEY
    [quietly] Was it like the time in Nantucket?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    ABBEY
    Or was it like the time at my parents?
    
    BARTLET
    I really don’t remember.
    
    ABBEY
    It’s all right. Close your eyes. You’re gonna be asleep in a minute.
    
    Abbey takes the pillow from behind Bartlet, who lies down.
    
    BARTLET
    Fitzwallace says the Pakistanis are giving command control to some nuclear weapons 
    to the field.
    
    ABBEY
    It’s okay. Leo’s in the West Wing.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m really sorry about the pitcher.
    
    ABBEY
    Just go to sleep, baby.
    
    BARTLET
    I could jump you right now.
    
    ABBEY
    Yeah, sure you could.
    
    Bartlet falls to sleep. Abbey, fighting back tears, sits on a chair and looks around 
    the room.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT ONE
    * * *
    
    ACT TWO
    
    FADE IN: INT. JOSH’S OFFICE - DAY
    Josh is talking on the phone.
    
    JOSH
    [into phone] I don’t think it’s being sorted in the mailroom. It’s an invitation to 
    the President to address Congress. I’m assuming it was hand-delivered. [listens]
    Thank you.
    
    Donna knocks at the door. 
    
    JOSH
    Yes?
    
    DONNA
    Margaret came by.
    
    JOSH
    Yes.
    
    Josh goes out the door into his BULLPEN AREA. Donna follows.
    
    DONNA
    She said Leo said to remind you you need to pick a guy.
    
    JOSH
    Right.
    
    DONNA
    She said you’d know what that means.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    DONNA
    Do you know what that means?
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    DONNA 
    I don’t know what that means.
    
    JOSH
    Someone from the line of succession is required to be absent from the State of the Union.
    
    DONNA
    Why?
    
    JOSH
    Donna?
    
    DONNA
    Wait, I know why. 
    
    They walk to the NORTHWEST LOBBY.
    
    DONNA
    So if somebody blows up the building, nobody’s...
    
    JOSH
    Yes.
    
    DONNA
    Who are you gonna pick?
    
    JOSH
    Who do you think I should pick?
    
    DONNA
    I think you should pick me.
    
    JOSH
    You think so?
    
    DONNA
    Yeah, I’ll be good.
    
    JOSH
    And where exactly do you fall in the line of succession?
    
    DONNA
    If somebody blows up the Capitol Building, I’d imagine I’d move up a few slots.
    
    JOSH
    Fair point.
    
    They open the door to a HALLWAY.
    
    DONNA
    So who’s it gonna be?
    
    JOSH
    Roger Tribby.
    
    DONNA
    The secretary of agriculture?
    
    JOSH
    Yes. [stops] Listen. Be sweet to Margaret and Leo today. This might not be the worst 
    day of their lives, but it’s got to be in the top five.
    
    DONNA
    Okay.
    
    JOSH
    See ya later.
    
    Donna goes the other way. Josh continues walking.
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO’S OFFICE - DAY
    Josh comes in and closes the door. Leo is reading a speech that was prepared. 
    They’re rehearsing for his press conference. Sam and C.J. are seated on the couch.
    
    LEO
    I deeply regret the pain and trouble this has caused for the people in my life...
    
    JOSH
    When you left Sierra Tucson, did you start attending meetings? 
    
    LEO
    A.A. meetings?
    
    C.J.
    Don’t say A.A. if they don’t say A.A.
    
    JOSH
    [sits] When you left Sierra Tucson, did you start attending meetings?
    
    LEO
    Yes.
    
    JOSH
    Do you still attend them?
    
    LEO
    Yes.
    
    C.J., Sam, Josh are surprised. 
    
    C.J.
    Where?
    
    LEO
    I won’t answer that.
    
    C.J.
    How often?
    
    LEO
    I won’t answer that, either.
    
    JOSH
    How about as often as I need to?
    
    SAM
    Need?
    
    JOSH
    He’s right.
    
    C.J.
    Don’t answer it.
    
    LEO
    What else?
    
    SAM
    Has the President known?
    
    LEO
    The President and I have a long history and a close personal friendship...
    
    SAM
    You didn’t answer the question.
    
    LEO
    The President has known, as well as the FBI and the Secret Service.
    
    C.J.
    Did they raise any objection to a man with your problem in such a sensitive position?
    
    LEO
    Yeah, they were concerned I’d sell state secrets to Bolivia for a quick...
    
    JOSH
    It’s not a totally unreasonable question.
    
    LEO
    Yeah, I’m all set.
    
    C.J.
    Okay.
    
    Leo goes to his desk. Sam, Josh and C.J. stand and get ready to leave.
    
    SAM
    Uh, Leo, I wrote a draft to the President’s statement of support. I thought you might 
    want to...
    
    LEO
    [surprised] What did you do?
    
    SAM
    I wrote a draft to the President’s statement of support.
    
    LEO
    Who told you to do that?
    
    SAM
    The President’s in no condition...
    
    LEO
    [yells] I know what conditions he’s in. I’m asking who told you to write a statement 
    of support?
    
    JOSH
    Toby told him last night to...
    
    SAM
    Nobody had to tell me. You’re about to get attacked. It’s what I do.
    
    LEO
    No, your job isn’t to protect me, Sam. It’s to protect the President.
    
    SAM
    Leo...
    
    LEO
    Do me a favor, Sam. Don’t show initiative. Don’t rush to my defense. I don’t want to 
    see you on Crossfire. I don’t want to see you on Larry King. I don’t want to read your 
    name in Newsweek unless it’s an advocacy of the President’s agenda.
    [calms down] I go down, I go down. I’m not taking anyone with me... Is that clear?
    
    SAM
    Yes, sir.
    
    LEO
    I’m all set. Go back to work.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE PRESIDENT’S BEDROOM - DAY
    
    Bartlet, now awake, sits up on his side of the bed still in his pajamas. Abbey, all 
    dressed up, is seated beside him and has just finished taking her husband’s temperature.
    
    ABBEY
    Well, the good news is, your temperature’s gone down.
    
    BARTLET
    Can I go to the office?
    
    ABBEY
    No.
    
    BARTLET
    Why not?
    
    ABBEY
    It hasn’t gone down enough, and it’s gonna go back up again.
    
    BARTLET
    Why?
    
    ABBEY
    ‘Cause you have the flu.
    
    Abbey takes her stethoscope and puts the end on the President’s back. She listens.
    
    BARTLET
    Here’s the thing though. I never really saw you study while you were in med school.
    
    ABBEY
    Deep breath.
    
    BARTLET
    Do you even know what you’re listening for right now? [inhales]
    
    ABBEY
    Do you know how many other people I could have married?
    
    BARTLET
    [exhales] How many?
    
    ABBEY
    Shhh.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m going to the office.
    
    ABBEY
    Okay.
    
    BARTLET
    Really?
    
    ABBEY
    Feel free.
    
    BARTLET
    Okay.
    
    Bartlet takes off his blanket and tries to stand up. Before he could, he realizes he’s 
    still dizzy and sits back down.
    
    BARTLET
    Uh-oh.
    
    ABBEY
    Anything else?
    
    BARTLET
    Alright. I think I’ll stay here for a little bit.
    
    ABBEY
    Okay.
    
    The President puts back his blanket.
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - DAY
    Leo is waiting just outside the briefing room. Carol opens the door.
    
    CAROL
    Leo?
    
    LEO
    Mm-hmm?
    
    CAROL
    They’re ready for you.
    
    LEO
    Thank you.
    
    CAROL
    You need anything?
    
    LEO
    No.
    
    Leo goes into the PRESS BRIEFING ROOM. The reporters are on their seats. Cameras 
    flash. Leo steps behind the podium.
    
    LEO
    Good morning.
    
    REPORTERS
    Good morning.
    
    LEO
    A story, in which many, if not most of you, are aware of already, will break in wide 
    circulation by the end of the day. I’d like to take this opportunity to read a brief 
    statement before I answer your questions. 
    [starts reading] In June of 1993, I voluntarily admitted myself to the Sierra-Tucson 
    Rehabilitation Facility to treat an addiction to alcohol and Valium.
    [looks up, cameras flash from everywhere]
    I am a recovering alcoholic and drug addict.
    [looks up again] I deeply regret the pain and trouble this has caused for the people 
    in my life. I’d like to, at this point, clarify a few things...
    
    DISSOLVE TO: INT. HALLWAY - DAY
    Donna and Josh are walking.
    
    DONNA
    Roger Tribby.
    
    JOSH
    Yes.
    
    DONNA
    I don’t know why you’re picking the secretary of agriculture.
    
    JOSH
    Because the secretaries of defense, state and treasury are famous faces, and we want 
    the camera to find them.
    
    DONNA
    So, if the Capitol Building blows up...
    
    JOSH
    Yes.
    
    DONNA
    The man my country will be looking to is the secretary of agriculture.
    
    JOSH
    It’s my country too.
    
    DONNA
    Yeah, but you’ll be dead.
    
    JOSH
    Which is why I really don’t care that much.
    
    DONNA
    Josh?
    
    JOSH
    Donna, I really don’t anticipate the Capitol Building exploding.
    
    DONNA
    What percentage of things exploding have been anticipated?
    
    JOSH
    Now you’re bringing me down.
    
    DONNA
    I would think so. [walks away]
    
    JOSH
    [sees Sam] Sam.
    
    SAM
    Yeah?
    
    JOSH
    I thought he did well.
    
    SAM
    Yeah, he did.
    
    JOSH
    I read the statement you wrote for the President--sensational, Sam. I’m sorry no one’s 
    gonna read it.
    
    SAM
    The President’s gonna read it. He’s reading it right now.
    
    JOSH
    Sam?
    
    SAM
    I don’t care.
    
    JOSH
    Leo’s gonna kill us!
    
    SAM
    I don’t care. Do you?
    
    JOSH
    Nah.
    
    We pan to THE ROOSEVELT ROOM. Toby is having a meeting with RAYMOND BURNS and two 
    other Congressmen about the State of the Union address.
    
    BURNS
    Toby, I’m concerned that the speech contains a number of positions that democrats and 
    Congress aren’t quite on board with yet.
    
    TOBY
    They’re free to write they’re own speech.
    
    BURNS
    I understand, but they are the ones who are gonna have to run against us a year from now.
    
    TOBY
    What are your concerns?
    
    CONGRESSMAN
    We feel, even in this draft--
    
    BURNS
    And, you’ve made some progress.
    
    CONGRESSMAN
    Yes, but even in this draft, there’s too much emphasis placed on the role of federal 
    government.
    
    TOBY
    I’ve pared down...
    
    BURNS
    We know.
    
    TOBY
    This is an opportunity for a pep rally. This is an opportunity to trumpet government. 
    Why do we want to pretend to be sorry for intruding?
    
    CONGRESSMAN
    Because that’s what people want to hear.
    
    TOBY
    So I’ve been told.
    
    BURNS
    Toby?
    
    TOBY
    Why don’t’ you pick your section of the speech. Fight with me about it, and I’ll lose, 
    and then I can call in the next group.
    
    BURNS
    You understand--
    
    TOBY
    Pick a section. There’s a line waiting outside. I’ve got 31 hours to-to write this...
    
    BURNS
    We don’t--
    
    CONGRESSMAN
    Federal funding for the arts.
    
    TOBY
    The N.E.A.? [sighs] Let us open our hymnals to page 22.
    
    The Congressman smiles.
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO’S OFFICE - DAY
    Leo is reading a piece of paper. The television on his right broadcasts his press 
    conference. He looks at himself for a brief moment. He turns the TV off with a remote 
    control before Margaret walks in.
    
    MARGARET
    Leo? Mallory’s here.
    
    LEO
    Okay.
    
    MALLORY [OS]
    [to Margaret] Thanks. [walks in] Dad?
    
    LEO
    Hey, Mal. [hugs her daughter]
    
    MALLORY
    Are you okay?
    
    LEO
    I’m fine.
    
    MALLORY
    You told me your press conference was gonna be this afternoon.
    
    LEO
    I told you that I didn’t know...
    
    MALLORY
    I wanted to be there.
    
    LEO
    It’s okay.
    
    MALLORY
    No, it’s not. Mom and I should have been there.
    
    LEO
    Oh, yes, definitely a picture of me standing next to my estranged wife--
    
    MALLORY
    Dad?
    
    LEO
    Mallory?
    
    MALLORY
    I don’t want to fight with you.
    
    LEO
    Okay... Anyway...
    
    MALLORY
    I saw a copy of the President’s statement.
    
    LEO
    [surprised] What statement?
    
    MALLORY
    For the press, supporting you. It’s-it’s floating around.
    
    LEO
    It’s floating around?
    
    MALLORY
    It’s very moving, dad. He loves you so much.
    
    LEO
    Excuse me. [heads out]
    
    CUT TO: INT. COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE - DAY
    Sam talks to a staffer. Josh comes up from behind.
    
    SAM
    Pages one and two.
    
    JOSH
    Sam.
    
    SAM
    Yeah?
    
    JOSH
    Where are we at?
    
    SAM
    We’re getting slapped around on the N.E.A.
    
    JOSH
    Oh, man! Why is he...?
    
    They go into SAM’S OFFICE.
    
    SAM
    Josh.
    
    JOSH
    I mean N.E.A. is putting up a fight...
    
    Leo walks in. He’s angry.
    
    LEO
    You did it again.
    
    JOSH
    Leo...
    
    LEO
    [yells] You did it again!
    
    JOSH
    I understand you’re being pissed off--
    
    LEO
    Has the President seen it?
    
    JOSH
    Yes, and he--
    
    LEO
    Who gave it to him?
    
    JOSH
    Leo?
    
    LEO
    Who gave it to him?
    
    JOSH
    I did.
    
    SAM
    I did.
    
    LEO
    What, you’re giving me Abbott and Costello?
    
    SAM
    I did.
    
    LEO
    I told you...
    
    SAM
    They want to tear you down, plain and simple. They don’t like you and this is what 
    they do, and for us not to defend you? I disobeyed you. I apologize, but that’s the 
    way it is.
    
    Behind Leo, Bonnie just got off the phone.
    
    BONNIE
    Leo?
    
    LEO
    Yeah?
    
    BONNIE
    The First Lady’s in your office.
    
    LEO
    Thank you. [to Sam] This is not what I wanted. [walks away]
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO’S OFFICE - DAY
    Abbey is joking with Mallory.
    
    ABBEY
    Ah-ah-ah-ah! 
    
    MALLORY
    Abbey?
    
    ABBEY
    You’ve got an itch for Sam Seaborn.
    
    MALLORY
    I do not have an itch.
    
    ABBEY
    A little itch.
    
    MALLORY
    Abbey? You...
    
    ABBEY
    Want a nickel worth of free advice?
    
    MALLORY
    Sure.
    
    ABBEY
    Don’t go for the geniuses. They never want to sleep.
    
    LEO
    [walks in] Hey.
    
    ABBEY
    Oh, Leo, hi. I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t take you away from something.
    
    LEO
    Oh, no, no, no. Mallory, would you mind...?
    
    MALLORY
    I do not have an itch!
    
    LEO
    [surprised] Mallory?!
    
    MALLORY
    I’m going.
    
    ABBEY
    [kisses Mallory] Bye sweetie.
    
    MALLORY
    [kisses Leo] Bye daddy.
    
    Mallory leaves and closes the door. Abbey shifts to the couch. 
    
    ABBEY
    You did good today.
    
    LEO
    Thank you.
    
    ABBEY
    Mallory was very proud of you.
    
    LEO
    Well...
    
    ABBEY
    Leo, I came by because I wanted to ask do you think there’s a huge downside to 
    postponing for a few days?
    
    LEO
    Did the fever go back up?
    
    ABBEY
    No, it’s going down.
    
    LEO
    Abbey? What’s going on?
    
    ABBEY
    Nothing. Uh, like I say--
    
    LEO
    What should I know that I don’t know?
    
    ABBEY
    I just thought we should be on the safe side.
    
    LEO
    Why’d you cancel your trip?
    
    ABBEY
    Because he has the--
    
    LEO
    Because that President has a temperature. The President’s not in nursery school.
    
    ABBEY
    Look, if it’s a problem to postpone--
    
    LEO
    It’s not a problem to postpone. Of course, I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize the 
    President’s health. What I’m saying...
    
    ABBEY
    Leo, please.
    
    LEO
    [sits] Hey, hey, hey. This is me. This has happened before. I see you trying to 
    cover the panic. I see you prescribing medication. I think you’re giving him shots. 
    What does he have he can’t tell people?
    
    ABBEY
    He has the flu.
    
    LEO
    Ugh! You would not have come back for the flu, Abbey.
    
    ABBEY
    He fainted. He was running a fever.
    
    LEO
    Abbey?
    
    A pause. Almost in tears, Abbey decides to tell him the truth.
    
    ABBEY
    He has multiple sclerosis, Leo.
    
    LEO
    [shocked] Oh, Abbey.
    
    ABBEY
    A fever could be life threatening.
    
    Abbey tries hard to fight back tears, but couldn't. A tear falls from her eye.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT TWO
    * * *
    
    ACT THREE
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE PRESIDENT’S BEDROOM - DAY
    
    The television is on. A soap opera playing.
    
    WOMAN IN T.V.
    Mrs. Crane, there are some things you mustn’t say to Chief Bennett. He’s married to 
    someone else and so are you.
    
    Bartlet is in bed eating breakfast. Charlie is seated on a chair.
    
    BARTLET
    I don’t understand. Don’t any of these characters have jobs?
    
    CHARLIE
    I don’t know, Mr. President. I think one of them is a surgeon.
    
    BARTLET
    They seem to have a lot of free time in the middle of the day.
    
    The phone rings. Charlie answers it.
    
    CHARLIE
    Hello?
    
    BARTLET
    And that woman’s changed her clothes for quite a lot in one afternoon.
    
    CHARLIE
    [hangs up] Mr. President, Mr. McGarry’s outside.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. Would you mind stepping out, Charlie?
    
    CHARLIE
    No sir. [leaves]
    
    Bartlet turns the T.V. off. Charlie closes the door when Leo walks in. Leo walks over 
    to the President.
    
    BARTLET
    Abbey phoned me up and told me about your conversation. I was diagnosed about seven years 
    ago. My life expectancy is normal. My particular course of MS is relapsing-remitting, 
    which means I should experience total recovery after attacks. Abbey gives me injections 
    of something called Betaseron, and that reduces the frequency. Fever and stress tend to 
    be two things that induces attacks.
    
    LEO
    Well, you’re the President of the United States, you’re delivering the State of the Union 
    tomorrow night, India and Pakistan are pointing nuclear weapons at each other, and you 
    have a 102-degree fever. So I guess we’re out of the woods, hmm?
    
    BARTLET
    101.9.
    
    LEO
    Jed, of all the things you could’ve kept from me...
    
    BARTLET
    You haven’t called me “Jed” since I was elected.
    
    LEO
    [sits] Why didn’t you tell me?
    
    BARTLET
    ‘Cause I wanted to be the President.
    
    LEO
    That wouldn’t have stopped me from getting you here. And I could’ve been a friend.
    
    BARTLET
    You’ve been a friend.
    
    LEO
    But when it was time to really...
    
    BARTLET
    I know.
    
    LEO
    When I was lying on my face in the motel parking lot, you were the one I called.
    
    BARTLET
    When you stood up there today, I was so proud. I wanted to be with you.
    
    LEO
    Nah. Nah.
    
    BARTLET
    I tried to get up, but I fell back down again.
    
    LEO
    I know the feeling.
    
    BARTLET
    [fights back tears] I’m so sorry, Leo. I really am.
    
    CHARLIE
    [opens the door] Mr. President?
    
    LEO
    Don’t worry about it.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah, Charlie?
    
    CHARLIE
    Lord Marbury.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah, give us a minute, would you please?
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE ROOSEVELT ROOM - DAY
    Toby is still in his meeting.
    
    BURNS
    Now, the President’s proposing in his speech that the budget by the N.E.A. be increased 
    by fifty percent?
    
    TOBY
    The National Endowment amounts to less than 1/100th of one percent of the total budget 
    for the federal government. It costs taxpayers 39 cents a year. The arts budget for the 
    U.S. is equivalent to the arts budget of Sweden.
    
    BURNS
    That is such a big deal being made out of the performance arts of the Mapplethorpe 
    photographs--
    
    TOBY
    You gay bashing, Raymond?
    
    BURNS
    Well, once again, all we’d like is for you to not mention the N.E.A.
    
    CONGRESSMAN
    Personally, I don’t know what to say to people who argue that the N.E.A. is there to 
    support art that nobody wants to pay for in the first place. I don’t know what to tell 
    people when they say Rogers and Hart didn’t need the N.E.A. to write Oklahoma, and Arthur 
    Murray didn’t need the N.E.A. to write Death of a Salesman.
    
    TOBY
    I’d start by telling them that Rodgers and Hammerstein wrote Oklahoma, and Arthur Murray 
    taught ballroom dance, and Arthur Miller did need the N.E.A. to write Death of a Salesman, 
    but it wasn’t called the N.E.A. back then. It was called W.P.A. and it was Roosevelt’s...
    [long pause] It was Roosevelt’s...
    
    BURNS
    Toby?
    
    TOBY
    Yeah?
    
    BURNS
    You stopped talking in the middle of a...?
    
    TOBY
    Thank you everybody. This meeting is over.
    
    Toby leaves. The congressmen looked surprised.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE PRESIDENT'S BEDROOM - DAY
    Bartlet and Leo are settled on the couch. Lord Marbury is across them.
    
    MARBURY
    You know, there are some marvelous flu remedies known in the certain remote parts of 
    the subcontinent. Licorice root, for instance, combined with bamboo sap and a strong 
    shot of whiskey. Ginger root, also, mixed with, uh, citrus peel.
    
    BARTLET
    And a strong shot of whiskey?
    
    MARBURY
    Yes, of course. In fact, you can throw out the ginger root and citrus peel, and still 
    be well in your way.
    
    BARTLET
    What have you got for me, John?
    
    MARBURY
    Well, um, after speaking at length this past week with your secretaries of state and 
    defense, as well as your joint chiefs and various embassy officials, I believe this.
    Buy them off.
    
    BARTLET
    Buy them?
    
    MARBURY
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    How?
    
    MARBURY
    Mr. President, for several centuries, my kingdom has ruled India with a stick and carrot. 
    When we had a particular problem with someone, one solution we would try is to make him 
    a maharaja. That’s kind of a regional king. We would pay him off with an annual tribute, 
    and in return, he would be loyal to the crown.
    
    LEO
    Lord Marbury, under our Constitution, our President is not empowered to create maharajas.
    
    MARBURY
    Yes. Thank you for clearing that up, Leo. Having been educated at Cambridge and the 
    Sorbonne, I am, as you know, exceedingly stupid.
    
    BARTLET
    John, please.
    
    MARBURY
    You’ve been paying the world off since the industrial age. Foreign aid, during the Cold 
    War was you paying dictators to be on your side. To this very day, you pay Korea not to 
    develop nuclear weapons.
    
    BARTLET
    What does India want?
    
    MARBURY
    A computer industry, and for that, they require an infrastructure, and that is what you 
    can give them.
    
    LEO
    Why?
    
    MARBURY
    It’s the price you pay.
    
    LEO
    For avoiding a war halfway around the world?
    
    MARBURY
    For being rich, free and alive all at the same time, and for the criminally negligent 
    behavior of your Congress in not checking the proliferation of nuclear devices.
    
    BARTLET
    Your friend, the prime minister?
    
    MARBURY
    Rikki.
    
    BARTLET
    He’s gonna go for this?
    
    MARBURY
    If it’s handled properly.
    
    BARTLET
    All right, you tell the ambassador we’ll discuss this in three months. In three months, 
    John. I don’t want this to be like quid pro quo.
    
    MARBURY
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    That’s the carrot. Leo, what’s the stick?
    
    LEO
    In the next 24 hours, we want to see recon photos of Indian divisions retreating. If we 
    don’t, we’re gonna seize Indian assets and so will our NATO allies, and G-7’s gonna call 
    in its loans.
    
    BARTLET
    They put command-control in the field, John, and we’re gonna get physical. You make damn 
    sure they know that.
    
    MARBURY
    Well, then, uh, I have my instructions. 
    
    The three of them stand.
    
    BARTLET
    Talk to the ambassador. I want Fitzwallace to have photos in 24 hours.
    
    MARBURY
    Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. [leaves]
    
    CHARLIE
    [opens the door] Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Yes, Charlie?
    
    CHARLIE
    Toby’s here.
    
    BARTLET
    Toby, come in please.
    
    LEO
    I’m gonna go back to the office.
    
    BARTLET
    Let’s hope.
    
    TOBY
    [enters] Leo.
    
    LEO
    Hey, Toby. [leaves]
    
    TOBY
    How you feeling, Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Much better. Thank you.
    
    TOBY
    Good.
    
    BARTLET
    You know, I was watching a television program before with a sort of a roving moderator 
    who spoke to a seated panel of young women who are having some sort of problems with 
    their boyfriends. Apparently, because the boyfriends have all slept with the girlfriend’s 
    mothers. Then they brought all the boyfriends out and they fought right there on television. 
    Toby, tell me, these people don’t vote, do they?
    
    TOBY
    I wouldn’t think so. No sir.
    
    JOSH
    [pokes his head in] Excuse me, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    What do you need, Josh?
    
    TOBY
    I asked Josh to join me here, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    [sits] What’s on your mind?
    
    TOBY
    The era of big government is over.
    
    BARTLET
    You want to cut the line?
    
    TOBY
    I want to change the sentiment. We’re running away from ourselves, and I know we can score 
    points that way. I was the principle architect in that campaign strategy, right along with 
    you, Josh. But we’re here now. Tomorrow night, we do an immense thing. We have to say what 
    we feel. That government, no matter what its failures are in the past, and in times to come, 
    for that matter, the government can be a place where people come together and where no one 
    gets left behind. No one... gets left behind, an instrument of... good. 
    [pause] I have no trouble understanding why the line tested well, Josh, but I don’t think 
    that means we should say it. I think that means we should... change it.
    
    BARTLET
    I think so, too. [beat] What do you think, Josh?
    
    JOSH
    I’d make it a point never to disagree with Toby when he’s right, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Then you and Sam get your people together and get to work.
    
    TOBY
    Thank you, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you.
    
    Toby and Josh leave.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT THREE
    * * *
    
    ACT FOUR
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE MURAL ROOM - NIGHT
    WEDNESDAY NIGHT
    Everyone is waiting for the State of the Union address. Josh, Sam, and C.J. are having 
    a conversation.
    
    JOSH
    [sing-song] You’re jealous ‘cause Danny was flirting with Mandy.
    
    C.J.
    I didn’t say that. When did I say that?
    
    JOSH
    I read between the lines.
    
    C.J.
    There are no lines.
    
    SAM
    You know, C.J., it can be pretty confusing sometimes. I mean I’m at this place with 
    Mallory, where I don’t know if she likes me. I don’t know if she doesn’t like me. 
    I don’t know if she’s indifferent altogether. I just wish she’d take the bull by the 
    horns and get past it so we can move on.
    
    Across the room, Mallory finds Sam.
    
    MALLORY
    Sam! Did you write this statement defending my father?
    
    SAM
    Uh, yes.
    
    Mallory walks over to Sam and kisses him. She pulls back then kisses him again, this time 
    longer than the first. Josh and C.J. just stare at them. Mallory walks away after the kiss.
    
    SAM
    Well, now I’m even more confused.
    
    JOSH
    Yes.
    
    SAM
    Though, I gotta say, I’m enjoying being a writer.
    
    C.J. looks around the room. She sees Carol.
    
    C.J.
    Carol, is Danny Concannon in the Press Room?
    
    CAROL
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    Would you have him come to my office, please?
    
    C.J. smiles as CAROL walks away.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE PRESIDENT’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
    Abbey is going over the speech. Bartlet goes over to his wife and watches as she buttons 
    his sleeve.
    
    ABBEY
    I want to take your temperature one last time.
    
    BARTLET
    Abbey...?
    
    ABBEY
    I want to take your temperature.
    
    BARTLET
    You’ve taken it 14 times in the last three hours. You’re not taking it again.
    
    ABBEY
    Mmm... Fine.
    
    BARTLET
    At least not with a thermometer.
    
    ABBEY
    Oh, Jed.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m saying if you want to take it recreationally...
    
    ABBEY
    Oh, there’s something wrong with you, you know that?
    
    BARTLET
    Yes, I do.
    
    ABBEY
    Why is “hallowed” spelled with a pound sign in the middle?
    
    BARTLET
    I stopped asking those questions.
    
    Bartlet takes off his wife’s glasses and kisses her.
    
    CUT TO: INT. C.J.’S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Danny is playing with Gail while waiting for C.J. Someone knocks at the door.
    
    DANNY
    Yes?
    
    C.J. [OS]
    It’s C.J.
    
    DANNY
    Okay.
    
    C.J. [OS]
    Can I come in?
    
    DANNY
    C.J, this is your office.
    
    C.J. [OS]
    Right. [opens the door and comes in] Hello.
    
    DANNY
    Hello.
    
    C.J.
    So... you have asked me out many times. I have said no.
    
    DANNY
    You said yes once.
    
    C.J.
    That was a business dinner.
    
    DANNY
    Okay.
    
    C.J.
    Nonetheless, I do seem to have a preoccupation, um, sort of girlish, I suppose, thing, 
    which, um... and please don’t be in any way mislead by anything... in fact, let me put 
    it this way...
    
    DANNY
    C.J., I’m gonna write about the speech tonight. My paper’s gonna want to, you know, 
    see it. Is there any way we can move this along?
    
    C.J.
    I thought what I’d do is kiss you, you know, on the mouth, then I’d just get past it... 
    I’d just get past it, and I’ll be able to give my work the kind of concentration it 
    really deserves.
    
    DANNY
    Okay.
    
    C.J.
    How’s right here?
    
    DANNY
    That’s fine.
    
    C.J.
    Be careful of the fish. 
    
    DANNY
    Sure
    
    C.J.
    No, I’m saying cause if you rock against the...
    
    Danny grabs C.J. and kisses her.
    
    DANNY
    How’s that?
    
    C.J.
    Oh, good.
    
    DANNY
    Past it?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah.
    
    DANNY
    Good.
    
    C.J.
    Okay, I got to go now. [takes Gail with her and heads out]
    
    DANNY
    C.J.?
    
    C.J.
    Yeah?
    
    DANNY
    Taking that fish with you?
    
    C.J.
    No.
    
    She puts the fishbowl back on the table and heads out. She bumps into the door.
    
    DANNY
    Walked into that door there.
    
    C.J.
    Yes.
    
    C.J. opens the door, walks out. She flashes a very big smile.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE MURAL ROOM - NIGHT
    Abbey and Lord Marbury are among the many people in the room. They go to the door.
    
    MARBURY
    Uh, see, you’re too fixed on western medicine. Bamboo sap, gambeer twig...
    
    ABBEY
    And a shot of whiskey.
    
    MARBURY
    And a shot of whiskey in the old sense.
    
    Abbey laughs. They see Bartlet and Leo walking in. They all stand by the door.
    
    ABBEY
    Hello.
    
    BARTLET
    Good evening.
    
    MARBURY
    Good evening, Mr. President.
    
    Bartlet gives him several photographs.
    
    MARBURY
    [goes over the pictures] Uh, well now, if I’m not mistaken, these are photos of Indian 
    troops retreating, and so is that, and so is... this.
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you, John.
    
    MARBURY
    Well, I’m on a plane to go see Rikki in an hour... still many things to settle.
    
    BARTLET
    Godspeed, your Lordship.
    
    MARBURY
    Thank you sir.
    
    They shake hands.
    
    MARBURY
    Abigail! [kisses Abbey on the cheek]
    
    LEO
    Good luck, John.
    
    MARBURY
    Good luck to you too, Leo.
    
    Leo shakes hands with Marbury.
    
    MARBURY
    I am off! [walks away]
    
    Bartlet, Abbey, and Leo step inside THE MURAL ROOM.
    
    BARTLET
    Friends, let me have your attention please. A lot of time, energy, passion, wit, skill, 
    and talent went into drafting this, and while you might not know it from my delivery 
    later, this is an extraordinary speech. And I say thee yea! Toby Ziegler, and I say 
    thee yea! Sam Seaborn!
    
    Everyone in the room clap their hands for the President’s speechwriters. Charlie comes 
    in and informs the President.
    
    CHARLIE
    Sir, the motorcade’s ready and the agriculture secretary is in the Oval Office.
    
    Bartlet nods. Everyone is still clapping for Toby and Sam.
    
    CUT TO: INT. OVAL OFFICE - NIGHT
    Charlie opens the door from outside. Bartlet walks in. The secretary of agriculture, 
    ROGER TRIBBY, is standing in the middle of the room.
    
    BARTLET
    Roger.
    
    TRIBBY
    Good evening, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Roger, I’m sorry you drew the short straw on this. We’ll miss you tonight. Next year, 
    it’ll be the surgeon general, I promise. Meanwhile, you can watch TV at my study.
    
    TRIBBY
    Thank you, sir. [beat] Um, I brought you a gift. [offers him a book]
    
    BARTLET
    Oh, thank you.
    
    TRIBBY
    I know of your love of all things ancient, and I came across this.
    
    BARTLET
    What is it?
    
    TRIBBY
    Someone took the time to translate the Constitution into Latin. I think it was a high 
    school project, actually, and uh, it got published.
    
    BARTLET
    This is magnificent.
    
    TRIBBY
    I highlighted what I thought was an appropriate passage from the executive power section. 
    Can you translate?
    
    BARTLET
    [reads] “He shall, from time to time, give to the Congress information on the state of 
    the union and recommend to their consideration such measures as he shall judge necessary 
    and expedient.”
    
    TRIBBY
    Sounds right up your alley, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you, Roger.
    
    TRIBBY
    Knock ‘em dead, sir.
    
    Bartlet heads to the door. He stops as he remembers something.
    
    BARTLET
    Oh, Roger, if anything happened, you know what to do, right?
    
    TRIBBY
    I honestly hadn’t thought about it sir.
    
    BARTLET
    First thing always is national security. Get your commanders together. Appoint joint 
    chiefs. Appoint chairman. Take them to Defcon 4. Have the governor send emergency 
    delegates to Washington. The assistant attorney general is gonna be the acting A.G. 
    If he tells you he wants to bring out the National Guard, do what he tells you.
    
    LEO'S OFFICE. As Bartlet tells Tribby the procedure, we see Leo walk into his office 
    to get his coat. The door to the Oval Office is open so he can hear the President 
    and Tribby, but couldn’t see them.
    
    BARTLET
    You have a best friend?
    
    ROGER
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Is he smarter than you?
    
    ROGER
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Would you trust him with your life?
    
    ROGER
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    That’s your chief of staff.
    
    Leo, obvioiusly touched, stops for a minute and walks away.
    
    Back in THE OVAL OFFICE, Charlie walks in. Bartlet continues to speak.
    
    BARTLET
    Oh, in the residence, in the second floor, the bathroom at the end of the hall. 
    You have to jiggle the handle a little.
    
    CHARLIE
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    I got to go. [beat] You’ll do fine. People have phenomenal capacity.
    
    ROGER
    Yes, sir.
    
    Bartlet holds his book and puts his fist against his chest close to the heart. Tribby 
    stands watch as the President and Charlie leave. After they've gone, Tribby is standing 
    in front of the Presidential seal and looks around the Oval Office in awe.
    
    DISSOLVE TO: END TITLES.
    FADE TO BLACK.
    THE END
    * * *
    

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