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  • THE WEST WING 17
    The West Wing Scripts/Season 1 2008. 10. 31. 09:23
    THE WEST WING
    "THE WHITE HOUSE PRO-AM"
    WRITTEN BY: LAWRENCE O'DONNELL JR. & PAUL REDFORD and AARON SORKIN
    DIRECTED BY: KEN OLIN
    
    
    TEASER
    
    FADE IN: INT. MURAL ROOM - DAY
    Abbey sits in front of cameras with JEFFREY MORGAN. Several members of her staff 
    and Jeffrey's parents sit behind the camera. Production staff adjust lights and 
    apply makeup. 
    
    ABBEY
    I don't want you to be nervous. 
    
    JEFFREY
    Okay. 
    
    ABBEY
    If you're nervous I'll detect it and mock you mercilessly on national television. 
    
    JEFFREY
    Okay. 
    
    ABBEY
    Sure, some people think it's cool for the First Lady to mock a 14 year old boy 
    who's only crime is getting nervous, talking on television in front of millions 
    and millions of people, but hey, I'm gonna do it anyway. 
    
    JEFFREY
    [nods] Okay, I understand. 
    
    ABBEY
    Jeffery... 
    
    JEFFREY
    Yes, Ma'am? 
    
    ABBEY
    I was kidding. [Jeffrey laughs.] Now, if you do get nervous, just look at me or 
    look at your parents. 
    
    JEFFREY
    Okay. 
    
    ABBEY
    But you're not gonna get nervous, are you? 
    
    JEFFREY
    [shakes head] Nope. 
    
    ABBEY
    [smiles] If you do I'll beat your brains out. 
    
    JEFFREY
    [smiles] Yes, Ma'am. 
    
    ABBEY
    [smiles] Not me personally 'cause I have people who do that for me. But you get 
    the idea. 
    
    DIRECTOR
    Mrs. Bartlet, ten seconds. 
    
    ABBEY
    [loudly] Lilly, should have worn gray today! 
    
    LILLY
    You're good. 
    
    Abbey shakes off tension and faces the camera. 
    
    HOST [on TV]
    Twenty-five minutes past the hour and 42 degrees outside our Rockefeller Center 
    studios. Abigail Bartlet is no stranger to the fight for children's health around 
    the world. And she's taken the time to speak with us this morning. Good morning, 
    Mrs. Bartlet. 
    
    ABBEY
    Good Morning, Melissa. 
    
    HOST [on TV]
    You're speaking to us from the Mural Room, is that right? 
    
    ABBEY
    That's right. [looks at Jeffery] And I'm here to introduce this young man on 
    my left, Jeffery Morgan. Jeffery helped opened my eyes to the issue of child 
    labor exploitation around the world. 
    
    Abbey's chief of staff, LILLY MAYS, watches for a moment and walks out to the HALLWAY.
    
    HOST [on TV]
    Now Jeffery, you started your organization because of pen pal you felt was in trouble. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. COMMUNICATION'S BULLPEN - DAY
    Sam stands watching the program on a monitor. Lilly walks up to him. 
    
    JEFFREY [on TV]
    Yes, and I thought that... 
    
    SAM
    [confused] When did Jeffery happen? 
    
    LILLY
    Sam... 
    
    SAM
    Lilly, when did Jeffery happen? 
    
    LILLY
    I dug it up for her yesterday. You're gonna love him. 
    
    SAM
    Let's find out. 
    
    They watch the monitor. 
    
    HOST [on TV]
    Your organization, the Kids Crusade... 
    
    JEFFREY [on TV]
    The Children's Crusade. 
    
    HOST [ON TV]
    The Children...I'm sorry. The Children's Crusade was created when your pen 
    pal was sold into slavery, is that right? 
    
    JEFFREY [on TV]
    Well, that's not they call it in India, but that's what it is. You see, Panshant's 
    mother borrowed $25. And Panshant had to go to work to pay back the loan. 
    
    LILLY
    He's good. 
    
    SAM
    Yeah. 
    
    ABBEY [on TV]
    She borrowed the money from what we would call a loan shark, Melissa. Then Panshant 
    was bonded to work for the loan shark. But he never paid back the loan because he... 
    
    SAM looks at a newspaper. 
    
    LILLY
    And here's my thing. 
    
    SAM
    What? 
    
    LILLY
    What would you guys think about the President not going to the Hill to the Budget 
    Meeting but bringing the leadership to the White House instead? 
    
    SAM
    Why? 
    
    LILLY
    We want the news cycle. 
    
    SAM
    [looks up from the paper] Lilly? 
    
    LILLY
    She's got the National Press Club tomorrow. It's her first major speech since 
    Commencement Season. It's child labor and we want the news cycle. 
    
    SAM
    [reads the paper] News cycle doesn't belong to us, Lilly. It's not ours to give away. 
    
    LILLY
    You know what I'm talking about. 
    
    SAM
    We want to show that the President is reaching out to Congress for a Budget 
    compromise. He's literally going to Congress. 
    
    LILLY
    He's being driven 6 blocks in a stretch limo, Sam. It's not like he's Henry Clay. 
    
    SAM
    It's a symbol. 
    
    LILLY
    Your guy steps out of a motorcade and it's three column inches above the fold. My guy 
    is page 23. 
    
    SAM
    Your guy's married to our guy and our guy won an election. That's something you people 
    are gonna have to get used to. 
    
    LILLY
    Your guy has a 48% approval rating. My guy's at 61. And bite me. 
    
    SAM
    Ah, point well argued. [goes back to reading the paper] 
    
    HOST [on TV]
    Mrs. Bartlet, does the company know its subcontractors are using child labor? 
    
    ABBEY [on TV]
    Melissa, if they don't then they're criminally negligent. If they do then they're 
    simply criminal. 
    
    LILLY
    [pointing at the TV] There it is! 
    
    SAM
    That was a pretty good pitch to inning. 
    
    LILLY
    Come on Sam, see Toby. Give us some room to run! 
    
    SAM
    Lilly... 
    
    TOBY
    [walks out of his office] Change the channel. 
    
    LILLY
    Toby... 
    
    TOBY
    [to Lilly] Hi. [to Sam] Change to Channel 5. 
    
    SAM
    What happened? 
    
    TOBY
    Bernie Dahl died. 
    
    Toby walks back in his office. They stare at him for a moment. 
    
    ABBEY [on TV]
    Eighty hours a week in darkness and violence.... 
    
    Sam grabs the remote and changes channels. 
    
    REPORTER [on TV]
    ...suffering what is being described as a massive heart attack was pronounced dead 
    upon arrival at Johns Hopkins Medical Center. Mr. Dahl, widely respected on Wall 
    Street as the chief architect of the longest peacetime economic expansion in history, 
    was in a fourth year of his second four year term as Chairman of the Federal Reserve. 
    
    SAM
    You just lost your news cycle. 
    
    SMASH CUT TO: MAIN TITLES 
    END TEASER
    * * *
    
    ACT ONE 
    
    FADE IN: INT. OVAL OFFICE - DAY
    Bartlet sits with two Intelligence advisors. 
    
    BARTLET
    [reading] Is here going to be a coup? 
    
    ADVISOR
    Excuse me, sir? 
    
    BARTLET
    Is there going to be a coup? 
    
    MILITARY ADVISOR
    Uh, no sir. We believe the new few weeks the Abida Kahn will appoint their successors 
    from diverse regions and groups, including the Ebo from the East. 
    
    Leo wanders in and stands in the doorway. 
    
    ADVISOR
    They've been complainting of under representation. 
    
    BARTLET
    And this is on page.... 
    
    ADVISOR
    17... In your classified book. 
    
    BARTLET
    Page 17. 
    
    They page through. 
    
    LEO
    Excuse me... Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah? [looks up] Oh. [to advisors] Excuse me, please. [gets up and walks over to Leo] 
    Leo... Intelligence briefing. 
    
    LEO
    I know. 
    
    BARTLET
    There are mornings I'm just nodding my head. That can't be good for anybody. 
    
    LEO
    Bernie Dahl had a heart attack. 
    
    BARTLET
    No! 
    
    LEO
    Yeah. He died about an hour ago... 
    
    BARTLET
    [shocked] He died?!? 
    
    LEO
    ...on the way to the hospital. Bad timing. 
    
    BARTLET
    I'll say. Who knows so far? 
    
    LEO
    We got it off the news. 
    
    BARTLET
    Dammit. 
    
    LEO
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET
    [looks at his watch] The market is going to open 200 points down. 
    
    LEO
    If we're lucky. 
    
    BARTLET
    When was the last time we were lucky? 
    
    LEO
    Super Tuesday. 
    
    BARTLET
    It's going to be 300...350. 
    
    LEO
    Announce Ron Ehrlich. 
    
    BARTLET
    Not yet. 
    
    LEO
    Announce Ron Ehrlich as Dahl's successor. 
    
    BARTLET
    Not... yet. 
    
    LEO
    You do it this morning when trading opens everyone calms down. 
    
    BARTLET
    I'm not saying I'm not sure it's Ehrlich. 
    
    LEO
    Sir... 
    
    BARTLET
    I'm saying I'm not sure. It's the Fed Chairman. Give me a day. 
    
    LEO
    It's gonna be an expensive day. 
    
    BARTLET
    How expensive. 
    
    LEO
    You say 300 points. It could be more. 
    
    BARTLET
    Wall Street needs to trust me. 
    
    LEO
    Should I go tell them that?
    
    BARTLET
    A day. I'll tell you something else. You could have been nicer to me during this 
    conversation. 
    
    LEO
    How? 
    
    BARTLET
    By saying that Wall Street does trust me and the market will hold until I appoint 
    a new Fed Chairman. 
    
    LEO
    Sure. Just give me a minute to call my broker and dump my portfolio. 
    
    BARTLET
    I'm taking the day. 
    
    LEO
    I'm going to leak it, sir, on account in the next hour people will calm things down. 
    
    BARTLET
    No. 
    
    LEO
    Mr. President! 
    
    BARTLET
    I'm not ready to jump into bed with Ron Ehrlich yet. I'm one of the few people in my 
    family who can say that. 
    
    LEO
    Yes, sir. 
    
    The advisors stand as Bartlet walks back over to them. 
    
    BARTLET 
    So... [sits] That's was page 17? 
    
    The advisors sit. 
    
    ADVISOR
    Yes, sir. The Leader of the National Assembly... 
    
    CUT TO: EXT. WHITE HOUSE - DAY 
    
    CUT TO: INT. JOSH'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Josh leans back in his chair, phone to his ear. Donna walks in. 
    
    DONNA
    So, I've been reading this book. 
    
    JOSH
    I'm...on the phone.
    
    DONNA
    You're on hold! 
    
    JOSH
    How do you know? 
    
    DONNA
    The light was blinking. 
    
    JOSH
    [glares at the blinking light] What book? 
    
    DONNA
    It's about what life was like 100 years ago. 
    
    JOSH
    Donna, the fact that I'm on hold right now this shouldn't be your cue to tell 
    me what like was like 100 years ago. 
    
    DONNA
    For instance... [Josh sighs.] A hundred years ago most women bathed once a 
    month and they used borax or egg yolks for shampoo. 
    
    JOSH [into phone]
    [sits up quickly] I'm here. [turns his head away from Donna]
    
    DONNA
    Florence and Bertha were among the top ten names given girls. 
    
    JOSH [into phone] 
    I'm meeting with them in 5mintues. Toby's gonna be fine. 
    
    DONNA
    Today they don't make the top ten thousand. 
    
    JOSH [into phone]
    Excuse me. [to Donna] What?? [holds the phone against his forehead]
    
    DONNA
    Florence and Bertha aren't among the top ten thousands names today yet only a .... 
    
    JOSH
    I'm actually back on the phone now. 
    
    DONNA
    I'll wait. [sits on the arm of a chair]
    
    JOSH [into phone]
    Toby's gonna be fine. Don't worry about it. [hangs up and puts on his suit coat] 
    Toby's in his office? 
    
    DONNA
    Yeah. Population of Las Vegas, Nevada... [Josh stares at her.] ...was 22. 
    
    JOSH
    I'm gonna go to my meeting now. But you sit here and keeping talking. It'll be like 
    I never left. [grabs papers and walks around his desk]
    
    DONNA
    Here. [stands up and hands him a folder]
    
    JOSH
    Thank you. 
    
    Josh walks out with Donna in pursuit. They wander through JOSH'S BULLPEN AREA.
    
    DONNA
    And you know what else? 
    
    JOSH
    What? 
    
    DONNA
    Drive-by shootings were a problem in Denver. 
    
    JOSH
    100 years ago? 
    
    DONNA
    Yeah! 
    
    JOSH
    What were they driving? 
    
    DONNA
    I'm glad you asked. 
    
    JOSH
    Horses! 
    
    DONNA
    Young boys on horseback riding through town shooting at, I suppose...stagecoaches 
    and whatnot. 
    
    JOSH
    [drops off mail] When do you have time to read these books?!? 
    
    DONNA
    It's important to make time just for yourself, Josh. 
    
    JOSH
    I notice you're able to do it right here at the office. 
    
    DONNA
    I'm adaptable. 
    
    JOSH
    Among other things. 
    
    Donna smiles as Josh walks off. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. TOBY'S OFFICE - DAY
    Sam paces outside Toby's door. Toby sits inside writing on a pad and munching antacids. 
    
    TOBY
    Sam? 
    
    SAM
    Yeah? [walks in]
    
    TOBY
    C.J. gonna need a reason why the President's waiting a day that doesn't sound like 
    we're reconsidering Ehrlich. 
    
    SAM
    I just gave her one. 
    
    TOBY
    What? 
    
    SAM
    Respect. 
    
    TOBY
    [sighs] The man just died... out of respect for his memory... his family... 
    
    SAM
    It would be wrong to name a successor on the day he... 
    
    TOBY
    Respect works.
    
    SAM
    [sighs] Tell you this though, I'm going to the gym today. [paces]
    
    TOBY
    Okay that didn't seem to be about anything that interests me. 
    
    SAM
    I'm just saying. Bernie Dahl has a heart attack, BAM!.... right out of nowhere. 
    
    TOBY
    It's his fifth heart attack Sam. He was 138 years old. [munches antacids]
    
    SAM
    Yeah but these are highly stressful jobs. I haven't been to the gym in three weeks. 
    
    TOBY
    Sam, look at yourself. How much healthier do you want to be? 
    
    SAM
    I'm just saying if anybody need me at lunch I'm gonna be at the gym. And that's 
    gonna be sad for me because I'm gonna live longer than you. 
    
    TOBY
    Don't count on it. 
    
    Sam leaves. Josh runs up. 
    
    SAM
    [gloomy] Hey. 
    
    JOSH
    Hey. [steps in] Toby.... 
    
    TOBY
    We are waiting a day to make our announcement out of respect, Josh. 
    
    JOSH
    For whom? 
    
    TOBY
    The dead. 
    
    JOSH
    Oh. 
    
    TOBY
    And how I wish I were one of them. 
    
    JOSH
    Now...You're gonna love this meeting! 
    
    TOBY
    Betcha I'm not. 
    
    JOSH
    Toby.... 
    
    TOBY
    It's locked down. 
    
    JOSH
    I know that! 
    
    TOBY
    [loudly] It's locked down with some 15 votes to spare. 
    
    JOSH
    There is value for having these three Congressmen on board. 
    
    TOBY
    What is it? 
    
    JOSH
    A... A clear and public demonstration that the President's liberal base hasn't 
    turned their backs. 
    
    Toby gets up and walks behind his desk. 
    
    TOBY
    [smiles] In the case of these three people, I'd like to see a clear and public 
    demonstration that they've turned their backs and run as far as humanly possible. 
    
    JOSH
    I think you think it's beneath you to ask. 
    
    TOBY
    [yelling] It is beneath me to ask. It's sown up! By 15. [Josh looks around nervously.] 
    [yelling] We've got the trade bill. It's sewn up! And it's as bipartisan as we're 
    likely to see. There was a victory and we're the victors. And I'm not going in there 
    hat in my hands. 
    
    JOSH
    No one's asking you too. 
    
    TOBY
    [yelling] You're asking me too! 
    
    Josh walks in and closes the door. 
    
    JOSH
    No, we're gonna do good cop, bad cop. 
    
    TOBY
    No...we're really not.
    
    JOSH
    Why not? 
    
    TOBY
    Cause this isn't an episode of Hawaii 5-0. How about you be the good cop, I'll 
    be the cop who didn't go to the meeting. 
    
    JOSH
    You have to go to the meeting. I told them you would be at the meeting. If you're 
    not there they're gonna start right out insulted. 
    
    Josh heads to the door and opens it for Toby. 
    
    TOBY
    I go to this meeting there's a decent chance we end this meeting with them insulted. 
    So... [grabs the antacids]
    
    JOSH
    Let's go. 
    
    Josh opens the door for Toby. They exit into the COMUNICATION'S OFFICE.
    
    TOBY
    I need to exercise more. 
    
    JOSH
    Toby... 
    
    TOBY
    I gotta exercise more. I gotta eat better. 
    
    Toby munches antacids. They pause in the doorway. 
    
    JOSH
    Toby, you're gonna sit in that room and you're gonna behave yourself. I swear 
    to God, you are gonna sit there while I court these peoples votes and every 
    so often you're gonna smile so as to indicate warmth. 
    
    TOBY
    I can still kick the crap outta you, though. We're clear on that, right? 
    
    JOSH
    Yeah. 
    
    TOBY
    Then what the heck are we waiting for? 
    
    Josh eyes Toby warily. Toby munches the antacids. 
    
    JOSH
    Toby... 
    
    TOBY
    I'll be nice. 
    
    JOSH
    The President's very serious about this. 
    
    TOBY
    He shouldn't be. 
    
    JOSH
    So you've told him many times but here these people are. So, I guess the President 
    disagrees with you... Given that... 
    
    TOBY
    I understand. Let's go. 
    
    JOSH sticks out his chin and glares at Toby. They exit into the HALLWAY.
    
    JOSH
    So you're just gonna sit there. 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. 
    
    JOSH
    If you open your mouth it will be to say something nice. 
    
    TOBY
    Yes. 
    
    Josh looks doubtful. 
    
    JOSH 
    Come on. 
    
    Josh pauses at the door and eyes Toby before they enter THE ROOSEVELT ROOM. 
    
    TOBY
    [whispers] It's sewn up, Josh. 
    
    JOSH
    [whispers] Whatever. 
    
    TOBY
    [whispers] By 15 votes. 
    
    JOSH
    Morning. 
    
    CONGRESSMAN 1
    Morning. 
    
    JOSH
    How are you? 
    
    Josh walks over and shakes the hands of the Congressmen. 
    
    CONGRESSMAN 1
    Good. 
    
    JOSH
    Nice to see you. Thanks for coming. 
    
    CONGRESSMAN 2
    Josh, how are you? 
    
    Toby sits sullenly at the table, munching antacids. 
    
    JOSH
    How you been? 
    
    CUT TO: INT. BRIEFING ROOM - DAY
    C.J. is at the podium. 
    
    C.J.
    He is shocked and saddened by the death of his colleague. For over 11 years 
    Bernard Dahl oversaw the largest economic expansion in the country's history 
    and I can assure you he will be.... 
    
    REPORTERS 
    [shouting] C.J.! C.J.! 
    
    C.J.
    ...missed. [sighs] Katie?
    
    KATIE
    Is Ron Ehrlich the new Fed Chair? 
    
    C.J.
    There are a number of very good candidates.
    
    CHRIS
    Who's on the short list? 
    
    C.J.
    I want to be clear, no such list exists. Obviously from his post as the number 
    two man at the Federal Reserve, Ron Ehrlich is a candidate.
    
    STEVE
    Sidney Bloom? 
    
    C.J.
    Sidney Bloom is a candidate. 
    
    STEVE
    Lawrence Ottenberg? 
    
    C.J.
    Mr. Ottenberg is a candidate. 
    
    DANNY
    C.J., Mrs. Bartlet's declared a preference for Ron Ehrlich. To what extent do 
    you think that's going to weigh in on the President's decision? 
    
    C.J.
    [looks caught off-guard] I'm aware of no such declaration. 
    
    DANNY
    It's in a wire piece. 'Unnamed people close the First Lady' are saying she hoped 
    the President would appoint Ron Ehrlich when Bernie Dahl's term expired. 
    
    C.J.
    I don't know who the unnamed people are. But I suppose it's possible on a social 
    occasion... 
    
    DANNY
    OK.
    
    KATIE
    C.J., when's the President going to name the new Chairman? 
    
    C.J.
    We're hoping to have it done tomorrow. 
    
    CHRIS
    Why the delay? 
    
    C.J.
    [solemnly] Respect. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - DAY
    C.J. and Carol exit the Briefing Room. 
    
    C.J.
    Get me a copy of the wire report? 
    
    CAROL
    On your desk. 
    
    C.J.
    Could I have sounded any stupider saying respect? 
    
    CAROL
    You were fine! 
    
    Sam approaches from the other direction with his gym bag. 
    
    C.J.
    Sam. 
    
    SAM
    Yeah? 
    
    C.J.
    I need you. 
    
    SAM
    I'm going to the gym. 
    
    C.J. turns and walks back with him. 
    
    C.J.
    I got a question about Mrs. Bartlet stating her preference for Ron Ehrlich. 
    
    They stop walking in the lobby doorway. 
    
    SAM
    Publically? 
    
    C.J.
    It's in a wire piece that's on my desk. 
    
    Ginger walks by. 
    
    SAM
    Ginger! [throws his gym bag to her]
    
    GINGER
    Back to your office? 
    
    SAM
    Yep! 
    
    Ginger walks off with the bag. 
    
    C.J.
    Thank you! 
    
    C.J. pats him on the arm. They head off in different directions. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. LILLY'S OFFICE - DAY
    Lilly is on the phone. A staffer sits across the desk. 
    
    LILLY [into phone]
    She was fantastic this morning and I can promise you that was just the opening 
    salvo. First Lady is gonna lead the charge against Child Labor. [whispers to 
    staffer] There's some index cards on Patty's desk . I need them for the ride over. 
    
    The staffer gets up and leaves as Sam enters. 
    
    SAM
    Hi.
    
    STAFFER
    Hi. 
    
    LILLY [into phone]
    Yeah, she'll do Larry King tonight then go to St Louis. Yeah, call me back later 
    and I'll give you 10 minutes. [hangs up.] Did you see the rest of the interview? 
    
    She stands and shuffles through papers. 
    
    SAM
    I didn't. 
    
    LILLY
    Jeffery and his classmates raised enough money for Panshant and everyone in their 
    village to get out of debt. 
    
    SAM
    Well that solves that, then. 
    
    LILLY
    Abbey's running with the ball, Sam. 
    
    SAM
    And I just want to make sure we're the ones calling the plays in the huddle, Lilly. 
    
    LILLY
    What's the problem? 
    
    SAM
    C.J. got a question regarding the First Lady's preference for Ron Ehrlich. 
    
    LILLY
    Her preference is fairly well known, Sam. I don't think... 
    
    SAM
    This time it was in a wire piece...'Sources close to Mrs. Bartlet'. 
    
    LILLY
    I don't know anything about it. 
    
    SAM
    It wasn't you... 
    
    LILLY
    I just said I didn't know anything about it. 
    
    SAM
    Okay, we'll let you know when we want something leaked. You know that, right? 
    
    LILLY
    [angry] Sam, I standing here telling you and I'm telling you that I don't know 
    anything about it. And if C.J. wants to come up here and call me a liar... 
    
    SAM
    C.J. didn't come up here, I did. No one's calling you a liar. 
    
    Lilly puts down the papers and buttons her suitcoat. 
    
    LILLY
    We've gotta find a way for our two staffs to work together better than this. 
    
    SAM
    No we don't. We need to find a way for your staff to work better with our staff. 
    
    LILLY
    Well, that's the spirit, Sam. 
    
    SAM
    Look, I'm... 
    
    LILLY
    [coldly] I'm late for a speech. [walks out angrily]
    
    SAM
    Lilly? 
    
    The Staffer rushes back in and looks through some folders on a table. 
    
    SAM
    [quietly] That was a nice bit of diplomacy I... just did there. [The staffer looks at 
    him.] That's good. [to staffer] I'm going to the gym now. 
    
    STAFFER
    Okay! [leaves]
    
    SAM
    Okay. 
    
    Sam shakes his head and walks out, hands on pockets. 
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT ONE
    * * * 
    
    ACT TWO 
    
    FADE IN: EXT. WHITE HOUSE - DAY
    
    CUT TO: INT. OVAL OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Bartlet stands behind his desk talking to Leo. C.J. stares at them. 
    
    BARTLET
    Without regard to the validity of past arguments. 
    
    LEO
    That the National Debt was so high it required us to suck up to the bond market. 
    
    BARTLET
    Yes and I'm saying that condition doesn't exist anymore.
    
    LEO
    Well, maybe so. 
    
    BARTLET
    Historically, American prosperity has been built the broad growth in the GDP 
    of 5% of greater. And now with the deflationary pressures of the Global Economy, 
    that kind of growth can be achieved without the negative side affects of rampant 
    inflation. [to C.J.] Do you understand what I'm saying?
    
    C.J. starts to open her mouth. 
    
    LEO
    C.J. doesn't understand a word you're saying. 
    
    C.J.
    I understand the [something French]. I get the basic [more French] of what you're saying. 
    [Leo and Bartlet smile at each other.] I really don't understand anything. 
    
    BARTLET
    My point is Ron Ehrlich might not be the guy. I'm saying it's not a mortal lock. 
    
    C.J.
    So let me suggest, Mr. President, that I talk to the First Lady and ask her to clarify... 
    
    BARTLET
    [shakes head] No... 
    
    C.J.
    ...that her position... 
    
    BARTLET
    No, no... 
    
    C.J.
    "My husband will choose the best man for the Fed...." 
    
    BARTLET
    [shakes head] Noooo... 
    
    C.J.
    ..." I support whatever..." Sir! 
    
    BARTLET
    C.J., we don't handle my wife. When we try, do you know what happens at the other 
    end of this building? [smiles] 
    
    C.J.
    You get a little punishment. 
    
    BARTLET
    I get a little punishment. Screw it. Let's move on. It's not a big deal. 
    [walks behind his desk]
    
    C.J.
    Yes, sir. 
    
    Leo looks at C.J. 
    
    BARTLET
    [to C.J.] But try to find out who those friends of my wife's are in the wire piece 
    and take them out back and have them shot. [to Leo] Can I do that? 
    
    LEO
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah, Leo says I can do that. It's gonna be Phyllis who has never liked me. 
    It's gonna be Susan who thinks I'm xenophobic because I don't like Mexican food. 
    These are my wife's friends. 
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    [walks in] Mr. President... 
    
    BARTLET
    Yes. [to Leo and C.J.] It could be our old next-door neighbors Herb and Marjorie 
    Douglas. [Mrs. Landingham frowns at him.] They're still angry at me 'cause 
    I accidentally ran them over with my car. 
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Zoey's here. 
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you, Mrs. Landingham. 
    
    Mrs. Landingham leaves the door open as she exits. 
    
    C.J.
    Anything else? 
    
    BARTLET
    No. 
    
    C.J.
    Thank you, Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you, C.J. 
    
    C.J. leaves. 
    
    BARTLET
    I'll tell you what else; historically 2 to 2 ½ GDP expansion is classified 
    lack luster even anemic economic growth. [walks towards the open door]
    Four ½ to 5% is needed just to be considered robust and not even spectacular. 
    
    LEO
    [confused] You know, sometimes I don't know what you're talking about. 
    
    BARTLET
    Sometimes I'm just making it up. 
    
    Zoey steps in. 
    
    BARTLET
    Hello, sweetheart. 
    
    ZOEY
    Dad. 
    
    BARTLET 
    [kisses Zoey on the cheek.] You used to go to school in overalls with a little hat. 
    [closes the door]
    
    ZOEY
    Yes, I used to be five. 
    
    LEO
    What's up, Zoey? 
    
    ZOEY
    Just keeping it real. 
    
    LEO
    [confused] Hmm? 
    
    BARTLET
    Who the hell knows? [gives her a hug] 
    
    LEO
    Anything else? 
    
    BARTLET
    No.
    
    LEO
    Thank you, Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you, Leo. 
    
    Leo walks out to his office.
    
    BARTLET
    What you got today? 
    
    ZOEY
    I got Intro to Cinema and 19th Century Studies. 
    
    BARTLET
    How about math. Why aren't you taking math? 
    
    ZOEY
    Cause I graduated High School. 
    
    Zoey and Bartlet sit on the couch. 
    
    BARTLET
    Wiseass all you want, but you're coming of age in the 21st century. A century 
    in which I promise you mathematics is going to play a starring role. On the 
    other hand I would definitely put my shoulder into Intro to Cinema. Intro to 
    Cinema's what got me where I am today. 
    
    ZOEY
    Did you call me over to make fun of me? 
    
    BARTLET
    That was going to be a big part of my day. [gives her the books back]
    
    ZOEY
    Dad...
    
    BARTLET
    I met with Butterfield and some Secret Service Agents this morning. 
    
    ZOEY
    What did I do? 
    
    BARTLET
    You didn't do anything. They think you should be taking more math. 
    
    ZOEY
    [laughs] Dad...
    
    BARTLET
    It's time for me to tell you about some letters we've been getting. 
    
    ZOEY
    [worried] Threats? 
    
    BARTLET
    [frowns] Yeah. They don't like that the daughter of the President is dating a young 
    black man. 
    
    ZOEY
    Charlie? 
    
    BARTLET
    Zoey, please don't tell me you're dating more than one guy. 
    
    ZOEY
    [concerned] No. 
    
    BARTLET
    Ok. 
    
    ZOEY
    What is... 
    
    BARTLET
    Cause one guy for you is actually one more than I'm comfortable with.
    
    ZOEY
    So you've said. 
    
    BARTLET
    I could see it's had a real impact on you. 
    
    ZOEY
    How bad are the letters? 
    
    BARTLET
    No worse than any of the stuff they intercept. 
    
    ZOEY
    Except these are from White Supremists? 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. Why did Butterfield and the guys meet with me? Apparently there's National 
    Convention of some sort in Virginia. It was in the papers yesterday that you 
    and Charlie are going to some club opening this weekend. 
    
    ZOEY
    You want me to cancel? 
    
    BARTLET
    You don't have to cancel, but you can't bring Charlie. 
    
    ZOEY
    [frowns] Okay. 
    
    BARTLET
    You want me to tell him? 
    
    ZOEY
    [looks down] We're meeting for lunch. I'll tell him. 
    
    BARTLET
    You gotta tell him he truth Zoey. Don't make something up. 
    
    ZOEY
    [laughs] He's not gonna like it. 
    
    BARTLET
    You sure you don't want me to come? 
    
    ZOEY
    Yeah. 
    
    Mrs. Landingham knocks and enters. 
    
    BARTLET
    Okay. 
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Mr. President... 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah?
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    The Assistant Secretary of Treasury. 
    
    BARTLET
    Okay. [to Zoey] You gotta go. 
    
    Zoey and Bartlet rise. 
    
    ZOEY
    Hey, I'm sorry about Bernie Dahl. 
    
    BARTLET
    I never really new him that well. 
    
    They walk to the door. 
    
    ZOEY
    Is Ron Ehrlich gonna be the new Fed Chair? 
    
    BARTLET
    I don't know. You want the job? 
    
    ZOEY
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET
    Can't have it. Know why? 
    
    ZOEY
    Why? 
    
    BARTLET
    Not enough math. Bye. 
    
    He kisses her on the cheek and she leaves. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. ROOSEVELT ROOM - DAY
    Josh and Toby sits across the table from the congressmen and their aides. Toby slowly 
    dunks a teabag and looks bored. 
    
    CONGRESSMAN
    Josh, we're Democrats. Since when do we like lower taxes? 
    
    JOSH
    We don't. We like lower tariffs. Lower tariffs on everything from Indian textiles, 
    to German cars to Chilean wines negotiated by our trade reps in Geneva with 
    130 other countries over the past 7 years. Global Free Trade Markets Access 
    Act now has cleared the President and we're very proud it's finally ready to 
    be voted on by the House. 
    
    TOBY
    [stares at the teabag] Where it will win by the way by some 15 votes. 
    
    JOSH
    [patiently] Thank you, Toby. 
    
    TOBY
    Anyone eating that donut? 
    
    JOSH
    [pause, to Toby] All yours. [To the Congressmen] Now, what happens when you lower the 
    cost of something, Economists of every stripe, including the one in the Oval Office, 
    say you that you get a more efficient allotment of economic resources. Now that may 
    not sound like much to you and me but to an Economist that's a week in St. Barts.
    
    CONGRESSWOMAN
    Josh, there's no reason to talk to us like were 12. 
    
    CONGRESSMAN 1
    Josh, we're very concerned about the effect cheaper goods flowing into this 
    country will have on American Labor and American Manufacturing. We're concerned 
    about the lack of environmental controls. 
    
    CONGRESSMAN 2
    Concerns which are entirely reasonable. 
    
    TOBY
    You're concerned about American labor and manufacturing?
    
    CONGRESSMAN 1
    Yeah. 
    
    TOBY
    What kind of car do you drive? 
    
    CONGRESSMAN 1
    Toyota. 
    
    TOBY
    Then shut up. 
    
    Josh frowns and covers his face. The congressmen stare in shock at Toby. 
    
    CONGRESSMAN 1
    Excuse me? 
    
    Josh rubs his eyes. Toby calmly drinks his tea. 
    
    JOSH
    What Toby meant to say is we don't get to see you guys often...[smiles] and it's a 
    crying shame. 
    
    C.J. knocks on the window. Josh looks over his shoulder at her. He turns back to the 
    Congressmen. 
    
    JOSH
    [smiles] Hey everybody, sit tight. We're just getting started. [gets up and heads for 
    the door] Uh, think about what you'd like to eat for lunch. 
    
    TOBY
    [slowly gets up, smiles] Also think about that we won and we're here still courting 
    your vote for reasons passing understanding. 
    
    Josh walks back and takes him by the arm. 
    
    JOSH
    Get out here. 
    
    They exit into the HALLWAY. C.J. waits as Josh backs out the door. Toby follows. 
    
    JOSH
    This... right here. This is why you have a reputation as a pain in the ass. 
    
    TOBY
    I've cultivated that reputation. 
    
    JOSH
    Could I get you to try harder in there? 
    
    C.J. stares at them. 
    
    TOBY
    Sure, cause right now I'm not trying at all. 
    
    C.J.
    Guys, I'm standing here. I don't know if you've.... 
    
    JOSH
    Yeah? 
    
    C.J.
    The wire has a piece. It'll be picked up. 'Sources close to the First Lady say that 
    she'... 
    
    TOBY
    Ron Ehrlich? 
    
    C.J.
    Yeah. 
    
    JOSH
    Who are the sources? 
    
    C.J.
    I don't know. Sam spoke to Lilly. She doesn't know a thing about it. 
    
    JOSH
    Is it Lilly? 
    
    C.J.
    Yeah. 
    
    Josh snickers. 
    
    TOBY
    Mrs. Bartlet should slide in and step in the back door. 'Ron Ehrlich is an old 
    friend but she supports whatever'... 
    
    C.J.
    Yeah. She's not going to unless someone tells her to. 
    
    TOBY
    [loudly] Well, that sounds an awful lot like your job, C.J. 
    
    C.J.
    Well, I was just in there and he doesn't want me to handle the First Lady. 
    
    JOSH
    Did he say he didn't want you to 'handle the First lady cause he didn't want you to' 
    or did he say it like 'handle the First Lady but I'm not the one who told you to?' 
    
    C.J.
    That's what I don't know. 
    
    JOSH
    You gotta learn the signs. 
    
    C.J.
    I've got most of the signs. 
    
    JOSH
    You don't have that one! 
    
    C.J.
    I'm learning that one. 
    
    TOBY
    Where's Sam? 
    
    C.J.
    He went to the gym. 
    
    TOBY
    Page Sam and tell him I want him to talk to Lilly again. 
    
    C.J.
    What if the President meant it? 
    
    TOBY
    [sighs] We're not handling Mrs. Bartlet. We're talking to her staff. Page Sam. 
    
    C.J.
    I know most of the signs. 
    
    TOBY
    Go! 
    
    C.J. walks off. 
    
    JOSH
    So what would you have done if the guy told you he drove and American car?
    
    TOBY
    Find some other way of humiliating him. 
    
    JOSH
    You like winning, don't you? 
    
    TOBY
    Saves you from having to say the word please. 
    
    JOSH
    Let's go. [walks back in]
    
    TOBY
    Absolutely. [follows]
    
    CUT TO: INT. GYM - DAY
    Sam is lifting weights as his pager goes off. He seats the weights and sits up, 
    banging his head on the bar. 
    
    SAM
    Ow! 
    
    As he picks up his pager, Congresswoman BECKY REESEMAN walks over. 
    
    REESEMAN
    You Alright? 
    
    SAM
    Ah, Congresswoman...yes. I'm fine, thanks. 
    
    REESEMAN
    I heard the clang and the ow. I figured it must be Sam Seaborn. 
    
    SAM
    I'm just trying to get healthy. 
    
    REESEMAN
    How's your head? 
    
    SAM
    I'm fine. 
    
    REESEMAN
    Listen, I actually came over here for a different reason. 
    
    SAM
    [stands] How can I help you? 
    
    REESEMAN
    Um... Can I talk to you over there for a second? 
    
    They walk over to a corner.
    
    SAM
    Congresswoman? 
    
    REESEMAN
    'Becky's' fine. 
    
    SAM
    [laughs] Okay.
    
    REESEMAN
    Where are you guys on the trade bill? 
    
    SAM
    Josh and Toby say we're 15 votes up. 
    
    REESEMAN
    Oh, yeah? 
    
    SAM
    Yeah, we're meeting with some friends of your right now to try to run up the score. 
    
    REESEMAN
    Uh, I want you to know I'm talking to you right now as a courtesy. 
    
    SAM
    Okay. 
    
    REESEMAN
    There's no obligation for me to come to you. 
    
    SAM
    Okay. 
    
    REESEMAN
    Any my coming to you and telling you is not an invitation to try to talk me out of it. 
    So I... 
    
    SAM
    Becky, tell me you're not offering an amendment. 
    
    REESEMAN
    I am. 
    
    SAM
    Becky...
    
    REESEMAN
    Child Labor restrictions. 
    
    SAM
    You can't. 
    
    REESEMAN
    The First Lady blew the trumpet. 
    
    SAM
    She didn't...
    
    REESEMAN
    Sam, she did it on television. Given my record I can't be left out of it. 
    
    SAM
    You're not being left of anything. 
    
    REESEMAN
    Sam, I'm talking to you as a courtesy. 
    
    SAM
    This is why we fast tracked this to avoid this kind... 
    
    REESEMAN
    I'm talking to you... 
    
    SAM
    I understand.... 
    
    REESEMAN
    I'm talking to you as a courtesy... 
    
    SAM
    This is gonna blow the vote outta the water. Joshua and Toby have a hard nose count 
    that puts us over... 
    
    REESEMAN
    I'm talking to you as a courtesy, Sam. I'm introducing the amendment tonight. Josh 
    and Toby are just gonna have to count again. [looks at his forehead] You should put 
    some ice on that head. 
    
    She wanders off leaving. Sam looks frustrated. 
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT TWO
    * * *
    
    ACT THREE 
    
    FADE IN: INT. PRESS ROOM - DAY
    Danny Concannon is on the phone. Leo walks up.
    
    DANNY
    [into phone] ...Free Market Access Act. The GFTMAA. 
    
    LEO
    Danny? 
    
    DANNY
    Joanie, I'll call you back. 
    
    LEO
    You don't have to get off. 
    
    DANNY
    No problem. [hangs up] 
    
    LEO
    Take a walk with me. I'm on my way out. 
    
    They walk through JOSH'S BULLPEN AREA.
    
    DANNY
    Say Leo, I noticed the market opened 320 points down. 
    
    LEO
    We noticed that ourselves. 
    
    DANNY
    You see it's rebounding. 
    
    LEO
    Yes. 
    
    DANNY
    Not very fast. 
    
    LEO
    It'll be fine. 
    
    DANNY
    The President needs to name a new Fed Chair. 
    
    LEO
    We will. 
    
    DANNY
    I got a half year's salary in technology stocks is what I'm saying. 
    
    LEO
    I had a hunch. 
    
    DANNY
    What do you need? 
    
    LEO
    The President was wondering if you have a few minutes to spare at the end of the day. 
    
    DANNY
    [stops abruptly, confused] Yeah. 
    
    LEO
    [looks around for Danny and turns back] It'll just be you. It'll be informal and off 
    the record. They'll be a reception at five for the Michigan Women's Democratic Caucus. 
    He'll step out for a few minutes. 
    
    Danny looks at Leo suspiciously. 
    
    LEO
    What? 
    
    DANNY
    Well it sounds like... 
    
    LEO
    Like the place will be lousy with female Democrats? 
    
    DANNY
    Yeah. 
    
    LEO
    Yeah. 
    
    DANNY
    Ok. 
    
    LEO
    Thanks. 
    
    Leo leaves. Danny turns as spots C.J. entering the lobby. 
    
    DANNY
    Hey. 
    
    C.J.
    Hello, Daniel. 
    
    DANNY
    How you doing? 
    
    C.J.
    I don't have time to talk to you now. 
    
    DANNY
    Okay. 
    
    Danny leaves. C.J. walks up to Sam as he enters the building with his gym bag. 
    
    C.J.
    Sam? 
    
    SAM
    Yeah? 
    
    C.J.
    I paged you. 
    
    SAM
    Yeah. I got your page and thanks. I hit my head. Becky Reeseman came over. I've got 
    to talk to Josh and Toby.
    
    C.J.
    I need you for a second first. 
    
    SAM
    What is it? They stop. 
    
    C.J.
    I mentioned the wire piece to the President. 
    
    SAM
    What did he say? 
    
    C.J.
    He said he doesn't want the First Lady handled. 
    
    SAM
    Did he mean it or did he mean he wants you... 
    
    C.J.
    [sighs] I don't know. 
    
    SAM
    C.J.... 
    
    C.J.
    I don't have that sign. 
    
    SAM
    You gotta pick up the signs. 
    
    C.J.
    I've got most all of them. 
    
    SAM
    Yeah well, it's an important one to learn. 
    
    C.J.
    Toby thinks if you talk to Lilly Mays again... 
    
    SAM
    Clarification. 
    
    C.J.
    Staffer to Staffer. Gently nudge her in that direction. 
    
    SAM
    Yeah, all right. Where are Josh and Toby? 
    
    C.J.
    They're still in their meeting. 
    
    SAM
    [walks off] Gotta learn the signs, C.J.. 
    
    C.J.
    I know! [leaves]
    
    CUT TO: INT. ROOSEVELT ROOM - DAY
    They're still sitting around that table.
    
    CONGRESSMAN
    Can you deny that the fact that you can buy a British made Range Rover has hurt Ford 
    to some degree? 
    
    JOSH
    No, but.... 
    
    TOBY
    I can. 
    
    JOSH
    Toby... [sighs] 
    
    TOBY
    I can deny it. Range Rover inspired Ford to design the Explorer. Which is the best 
    selling vehicle in its class and Ford's most successful model in years. 
    
    Sam knocks on the door. 
    
    JOSH
    Will you excuse us for a moment? 
    
    Josh and Toby get up to leave. 
    
    CONGRESSMAN 2
    Are we keeping you two from something more important? 
    
    TOBY
    Many... many things. 
    
    The Congressmen look in surprise as they exit. Out in the HALLWAY, Sam waits outside 
    as Josh backs out the door again. Toby follows. 
    
    JOSH
    I have to say if there's been improvement in your attitude, it's marginal. 
    
    TOBY
    We're in hour number four, you understand. 
    
    SAM
    Guys... 
    
    JOSH
    Yeah?
    
    TOBY
    I thought you were at the gym. 
    
    SAM
    I was. And then Becky Reeseman came over to talk to me. She made it very clear it was 
    just a courtesy. 
    
    JOSH
    What'd she say? 
    
    SAM
    She's attaching... 
    
    TOBY
    No! 
    
    SAM
    She's attaching a Child Labor Amendment. 
    
    JOSH
    To what? 
    
    TOBY
    [sighs] To this. 
    
    JOSH
    She can't! 
    
    SAM
    She is. 
    
    JOSH
    When? 
    
    SAM
    Tonight. 
    
    JOSH
    This is why we fast tracked it! 
    
    SAM
    She's on ways and Means. 
    
    Josh groans and turns away. 
    
    TOBY
    She was serious? This wasn't one of her funny jokes? 
    
    SAM
    She was inspired by the First Lady. She thought this morning there were trumpets and 
    she doesn't want to... 
    
    TOBY
    There were trumpets? 
    
    SAM
    The trumpets called...The trumpets sounded...
    
    TOBY
    What the hell goes on at that gym? 
    
    Josh turns back to face them. 
    
    SAM
    She thinks the train is leaving the station and she wants to be out front of it. 
    
    JOSH
    Somebody's' got to talk to Mrs. Bartlet. Tell her to get Becky Reeseman to back off. 
    
    TOBY
    [mumbles] I refuse to relay these instructions. 
    
    JOSH
    I'll talk to Lilly Mays. 
    
    SAM
    I'll do it. I'm already going in there on the Ron Ehrlich thing. 
    
    JOSH
    Okay. 
    
    SAM
    If I'm gonna take a hit, I might as well take two. [walks off and turns back]
    
    TOBY
    Press upon her the following: It's taken 7 years to get the bill this far. It's 
    locked down. Add this amendment and now I've got to go back in there and be nice 
    to these people! 
    
    SAM
    [nods] Yeah. [walks down the hall]
    
    JOSH
    [loudly] Bring this one home, Sam. 
    
    Sam pumps his fist in the air. Toby and Josh turn back to the Roosevelt Room. 
    
    JOSH
    [sighs] After you. 
    
    TOBY
    After you. 
    
    Josh looks at Toby suspiciously then enters. Toby follows. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. DINER - DAY
    Zoey and Charlie sit in a booth eating lunch. Gina sits at the counter nearby. 
    
    ZOEY
    It's called A Hundred... 
    
    GINA 
    [into cuff mic] I'll let you know when we're back on campus. 
    [looks over at Zoey and Charlie]
    
    CHARLIE
    ...publishing. 
    
    ZOEY
    Yeah. 
    
    CHARLIE
    I just read a review. 
    
    ZOEY
    It's really great! It begins in the summer of 1900 when my grandmother was a child. 
    [looks down at a notebook] 
    
    CHARLIE
    And I see you took notes. [takes the notebook] 
    
    ZOEY
    You know why? 
    
    CHARLIE
    Cause you're totally anal? 
    
    ZOEY
    No... [smiles] yes. 
    
    CHARLIE
    [reading] One hundred years ago the average life expectancy in the United States 
    was 47? 
    
    ZOEY
    Only 14% of the homes in this country had a bathtub. 
    
    CHARLIE
    [reading] 8% of the names had a telephone. 
    
    ZOEY
    More than 95% of all births took place at home. 
    
    CHARLIE
    [reading] 90% of physicians had no college education. [smiles] This is a fun lunch, 
    Zoey. We've got a little time travel thing going on. 
    
    ZOEY
    [laughs] You really want some of my egg salad, don't you? 
    
    CHARLIE
    I really do. 
    
    Zoey laughs and glances out the window. She looks back at Charlie nervously. 
    
    ZOEY
    Do you have to get back to the office? 
    
    CHARLIE
    I've got a few minutes. 
    
    Zoey nods after a moment. 
    
    ZOEY
    I need to talk to you about Friday night. 
    
    CHARLIE
    I took back the suit. 
    
    ZOEY
    Charlie, I... 
    
    CHARLIE
    I liked it, you didn't. That's ok. I'm here for you. I dress for you. 
    
    ZOEY
    Listen... 
    
    CHARLIE
    I picked pick up a powdered blue tuxedo with ruffles. 
    
    ZOEY
    Listen to me. 
    
    CHARLIE
    ...and everything. I'm kidding about the tuxedo. 
    
    ZOEY
    Listen to me. We can't go Friday night. 
    
    CHARLIE
    That's ok. [pause] Why not? 
    
    ZOEY
    [pause] Charlie, you've been getting death threats. 
    
    CHARLIE
    From... 
    
    ZOEY
    Yeah. 
    
    CHARLIE
    'Cause of you. 
    
    ZOEY
    Because of me and you, yeah. 
    
    Charlie looks hurt. 
    
    ZOEY
    There's gonna be some kind of meeting or convention this weekend and... 
    [glances at Gina] ...Secret Service just doesn't think... 
    
    GINA
    [walks over] We've tried to secure the place Charlie. [sits down next to Zoey]
    We don't like it. Two many dark corners, back alleys doorways, windows. There's 
    locks, a cellar. We can't secure the west end of the street. 
    
    CHARLIE
    [angry] I don't give a damn. 
    
    ZOEY
    Charlie.... 
    
    CHARLIE
    [angry] I don't give a damn! I bought a new suit. In fact, I've bought two now. 
    
    ZOEY
    Charlie, we can't go. 
    
    CHARLIE
    Okay. [looks down at the notebook] Hey, look. It says here that a 100 years ago a black 
    guy couldn't show up to a club opening with a white girl for fear he'd be killed. 
    
    Zoey stares out the window, upset. 
    
    ZOEY
    [to Gina] I have to go to the ladies room. 
    
    Gina gets out and Zoey slides out. 
    
    GINA 
    [into cuff mic] Bookbag's up. [sits back down after Zoey leaves]
    
    CHARLIE
    You know, if nothing else...I think if either one of us is gonna be pissed it ought 
    to be me. 
    
    GINA
    You're looking at the girl whose job it is to jump in front of a bullet. I like it 
    when she stays in the dorm and watches videos. 
    
    CHARLIE
    [digs in his pockets] I gotta go. Is it all right to go? [throws down some money, 
    grabs his coat and slides out]
    
    GINA
    Hey, come on! Tell her yourself. 
    
    CHARLIE
    I can't take this! [leaves]
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - DAY
    Sam passes the staffer in the hall. 
    
    SAM
    Hey there. 
    
    STAFFER
    Hi. 
    
    They stop. 
    
    SAM
    Is Lilly in? She's expecting me. 
    
    STAFFER 
    You can go on in. 
    
    Sam walks into LILLY'S OFFICE. Abbey leans against Lilly's desk. Sam looks surprised. 
    
    ABBEY
    Hello, Sam. 
    
    SAM
    Mrs. Bartlet. 
    
    ABBEY
    Lilly tells me we have a problem. 
    
    SAM
    Yes, ma'am. 
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT THREE
    * * *
    
    ACT FOUR 
    
    FADE IN: INT. LILLY'S OFFICE - DAY
    Sam and Abbey face each other. 
    
    ABBEY
    It's the tactics, Sam... 
    
    SAM
    Mrs. Bartlet.... 
    
    ABBEY
    The strategizing. And I don't understand because we used to be very close. And 
    now it seems to me I have a large and energetic staff who main function seems 
    to be waging war with your staff. Is that accurate? 
    
    SAM
    No ma'am. I don't think it is. 
    
    ABBEY
    We're thoroughly professional. 
    
    SAM
    No ma'am, I don't think you are. 
    
    ABBEY
    I beg your pardon? 
    
    SAM
    I like Lilly Mays. I think she's top notch, you know that. You know that it was hard 
    for us to give her up. 
    
    ABBEY
    Yes? 
    
    SAM
    I think you're prone to amateur mistakes. 
    
    ABBEY
    [stiffly] So, my staff is professional, just not me. 
    
    SAM
    Mrs. Bartlet, you can't go on national television and decide to have a kid sit 
    next to you on a whim. You gotta vet this stuff through my office. 
    
    ABBEY
    What was the problem with the interview? 
    
    SAM
    There was nothing wrong with the interview except it looked like you discovered 
    there was a child labor problem because a 14-year-old boy named Jeffery just 
    told you about it this morning. 
    
    ABBEY
    I do not believe that is true. 
    
    SAM
    And I don't not believe that exercise is gonna make me any healthier. But I 
    didn't go to medical school, you did. You say so and I go to the gym.
    
    ABBEY
    Sam... 
    
    SAM
    Mrs. Bartlet, I say this with all respect but you have to talk to Becky Reeseman 
    and tell her not to offer that amendment tonight. 
    
    ABBEY
    So, I will. 
    
    SAM
    [surprised] Excuse me? 
    
    ABBEY
    I said... I will. 
    
    SAM
    [nods] Okay. 
    
    ABBEY
    Is there anything else? 
    
    SAM
    No, ma'am. 
    
    ABBEY
    Okay. [leaves]
    
    SAM
    [quietly] Thank you, ma'am. [exits]
    
    CUT TO: INT. OUTER OVAL OFFICE - NIGHT
    Danny waits in a chair. Charlie shuffles through papers. Mrs. Landingham looks at 
    Danny then goes back to her work. 
    
    DANNY
    How you doing. Mrs. Landingham? 
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    [smiles] Fine. Thank you, Danny. 
    
    DANNY
    [smiles] You keep glancing over like you're afraid I'm gonna steal something. 
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    [smiles] No, I'm just not used to having members of the print media in here. 
    
    DANNY
    [smiles] I'll try not to get ink on the furniture. 
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    [smiles sweetly] Aw Danny. and I was just about to offer you a cookie.
    
    DANNY
    And now?
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    No. [grabs some folders and stands up.] Charlie, I'll be back in a few minutes. 
    
    Abbey enters from the Colonnade. Danny stands.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM 
    Good evening, Mrs. Bartlet. [leaves]
    
    DANNY
    Good evening, ma'am. 
    
    ABBEY
    Hello! Are you covering the event? 
    
    DANNY
    The Many Women of Michigan? 
    
    ABBEY
    The Michigan Women's Democratic Caucus? 
    
    DANNY
    Ah. 
    
    ABBEY
    [smiles] Yes. 
    
    DANNY
    No. Actually, I'm here to see the President. 
    
    ABBEY
    [surprised] Really? 
    
    DANNY
    Yes. 
    
    ABBEY
    [pause] Okay. 
    
    She plasters on a fake smile and heads towards the Mural Room. Danny glances at 
    Charlie and sits back down. 
    
    DANNY
    So, what's up? 
    
    CHARLIE
    Not too much. 
    
    DANNY
    I saw you guys are going to the opening on Friday.
    
    CHARLIE
    No. 
    
    DANNY
    No? 
    
    CHARLIE
    Security. 
    
    DANNY
    Is Zoey bothered? 
    
    CHARLIE
    You know, Danny, but I say it here and 10 million people read about tomorrow. 
    
    DANNY
    Thanks for the boost in my circulation but I'm actually off the record up here. 
    
    CHARLIE
    [looks down] It's not going to work. 
    
    DANNY
    What's not going to work? 
    
    CHARLIE
    You know what I'm talking about. 
    
    DANNY
    You and Zoey? 
    
    CHARLIE
    Yeah. 
    
    DANNY
    Why? 
    
    CHARLIE
    [angry] Look, I do what I do...I go where I go. If it's a problem for the Secret 
    Service that I'm black... 
    
    DANNY
    Whoa.... 
    
    CHARLIE
    ...then that's the way it is. But she shouldn't expect candy and flowers, you know 
    what I mean? 
    
    DANNY 
    [gets up] I know what you're saying. But I don't' think the problem is you're black. 
    I think the problem is you're stupid. 
    
    CHARLIE
    Well, thanks, Danny. You picked me right up. 
    
    DANNY
    You bet. Listen, the Hardy Boys in the letters they're talking about, they may be 
    heavily armed but I wouldn't put a lot of money on their marksmanship. One of these 
    days they're gonna miss her and hit me. Two thousand marriage proposals, 2,000 death 
    threats, a dozen bodyguards. Everyone wants to get close. Everyone wants a thing. 
    Plus, and I say this standing fifteen feet from the Oval Office, life with father 
    couldn't have been a real company picnic, you know. If it was me, just for now, I'd 
    make sure I was the one guy in her life who was hassle free. That's just me. 
    
    Charlie stands as Bartlet opens the door to the Oval Office and steps in. 
    
    BARTLET
    Danny... 
    
    DANNY
    Yes, sir. 
    
    Bartlet smiles and motions for Danny to follow him. He slaps Danny on the arm and 
    escorts him into THE OVAL OFFICE. Leo is sitting on the couch. 
    
    BARTLET
    Please. [motions to the couch] 
    
    LEO
    Hey, Danny. 
    
    DANNY
    Good evening, Leo. 
    
    BARTLET
    Yes. 
    
    Danny and Bartlet sit down. 
    
    LEO
    I'd just like to say right off the bat that I strongly urged the President not 
    to have this conversation. So I'm just a guy sitting here. 
    
    BARTLET
    [smiles] We note with surprise your lack of conviction, Leo. 
    
    LEO
    [grimly] Note it well, Sir. 
    
    Danny returns Bartlet's smile. It grows awkward. 
    
    BARTLET
    I miss our late night talks, Danny. 
    
    DANNY
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    [smiles warmly] Out there in the campaign trail.... Ames, Iowa...Tulsa... Skokie, 
    Center City, Tallahassee, Albany...San Antonio, Jasper, Wyoming. 
    
    DANNY
    [smiles] Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    [nods and smiles] We got very close. 
    
    DANNY
    I'm flattered by that, sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    You covered the First Lady as well. 
    
    DANNY
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    You literally wrote the book on my wife. 
    
    DANNY
    Yes, sir. [laughs] 
    
    BARTLET
    Once again I want to emphasize the strong personal bond we built on the campaign... 
    
    LEO
    [grimaces] Oh, for God's sake. 
    
    DANNY
    Mr. President, did you call me in to ask me if I knew who the sources are close to 
    the First Lady? 
    
    BARTLET
    [shifts uncomfortably] Well, I was... going to... [looks at Leo] ...in a... proper... 
    gentlemanly... 
    
    LEO
    Even Byzantine... 
    
    BARTLET
    ...way... [glares at Leo]
    
    DANNY
    [shakes head] No... no... no. 
    
    BARTLET
    Danny. 
    
    DANNY
    No... no, sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    You must save me from having this conversation with my wife. 
    
    DANNY
    Mr. President... 
    
    BARTLET
    Or at least make it seem like I'm better armed than I evidently am. 
    
    DANNY
    I'm sorry, Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET
    [scowls] Danny... 
    
    DANNY
    I'd be revealing someone else's source. 
    
    BARTLET
    We're off the record. 
    
    DANNY
    Also, I'd get in trouble with the First Lady! 
    
    BARTLET
    Welcome to the club, Danny. We had some jackets made. 
    
    LEO
    Let him go. 
    
    BARTLET
    [sighs and smiles] Albany...Tulsa, Wichita. [laughs] I'm not kidding...a personal 
    bond here, Danny.
    
    DANNY
    Sir, if makes you feel any better I just gave some very sage dating advice to Charlie 
    Young. 
    
    BARTLET
    [nervously] You're coaching my Personal Aide on how to best score with my daughter? 
    Yes, Danny, that does make me feel better. 
    
    DANNY
    Well, anything I can do to help, Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET
    Go away. 
    
    DANNY
    Thank you, Mr. President. 
    
    LEO
    Thanks, Danny. 
    
    Danny leaves. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. MURAL ROOM - NIGHT
    The room is crowded with groups of women talking. Josh and Donna stand among the crowd. 
    Donna is drinking tea. Josh looks bored. 
    
    DONNA
    It's an interesting book. 
    
    JOSH
    The Hundred Years ago thing? 
    
    DONNA
    Some medical authorities warned that professional seamstress were apt become sexually 
    aroused by the steady rhythm of foot pedals. They recommended slipping bromide, which 
    was thought to diminish a woman' sexual desires into their drinking water. 
    
    JOSH
    Why would anyone want to diminish a woman's sexual desires? 
    
    DONNA
    We can get out of hand. 
    
    Josh looks surprised. They watch as Abbey enters. 
    
    JOSH
    Here we go. 
    
    She walks over to a group of women, including Becky Reeseman. 
    
    ABBEY
    Excuse me. 
    
    WOMAN
    Good evening. 
    
    ABBEY
    Would you mind if I had a word with Congresswoman Reeseman?
    
    WOMAN
    Well, sure! 
    
    REESEMAN
    I'll find you later. 
    
    The other women leave. 
    
    REESEMAN
    [to Abbey] That's a beautiful suit. 
    
    ABBEY
    Becky, did you decide to run for the Senate and not tell me?
    
    REESEMAN
    [surprised] Abbey... [laughs nervously] 
    
    ABBEY
    Cause you know Jed and I will be there with whatever you need. 
    
    REESEMAN
    I know the amendment comes as a bit of a surprise but... 
    
    ABBEY
    Your Child Labor amendment is a poison pill. It will kill the GFTMAA is the following 
    way: The Republican leadership will allow their guys to wear the black hats and they'll 
    be released from a party line vote. This will surprised but not shock the Democratic 
    leadership because they've seen it before. The vote will pass the House cause that's 
    how sure they are that it will never pass the Senate and what's more you know it. 
    
    REESEMAN
    I felt like the train was leaving the station, Abbey. 
    
    ABBEY
    When the trains leaving the station you'll know that too.
    
    REESEMAN
    There is a Senate seat open you know. 
    
    ABBEY
    And I'm sure the President will do what he can for you.
    
    REESEMAN
    I've heard that before, Abbey. 
    
    ABBEY
    We're not in the back of Steve's boat now, Becky. Don't bargain with me here. 
    
    REESEMAN
    I put this amendment back in my pocket like you told me to and I'm going to have 
    problems of my own. 
    
    ABBEY
    How many people know? 
    
    REESEMAN
    You, Steve, my staff, I'm sure by now the President's staff... 
    
    ABBEY
    Then you're fine.
    
    REESEMAN
    Wait. Excuse me. Am I supposed to trust the President's staff? 
    
    ABBEY
    Yes. Are we done? 
    
    REESEMAN
    [pause] Yes. 
    
    ABBEY
    Thank you. 
    
    Reeseman watches her leave. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. OVAL OFFICE - NIGHT
    Leo sits in a chair reading from the "Hundred Years" book to Bartlet. 
    
    BARTLET
    The rhythm of the sewing machine petals? 
    
    LEO
    That's what it says. [reading] "Marijuana, heroin, morphine were all available over 
    the counter in drug stores. According to one Pharmacist, heroin clears the completion, 
    gives buoyancy to the mind, regulates the stomach and bowels and is in fact the perfect 
    guardian of health." Now they tell me. 
    
    Bartlet laughs. Mrs. Landingham knocks and enters.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Mr. President... 
    
    LEO
    [jumps to his feet] I'm outta here. 
    
    BARTLET
    Stay. 
    
    LEO
    Right. 
    
    BARTLET
    Chicken. 
    
    Bartlet looks at his watch as Leo quickly leaves. Bartlet looks nervous. Abbey enters. 
    
    ABBEY
    [tight smile] Hello. 
    
    BARTLET
    Hello. 
    
    ABBEY
    Hello, pumpkin. 
    
    Mrs. Landingham closes the door. Abbey drops her suit coat over the back of a chair. 
    
    BARTLET
    Abbey? 
    
    ABBEY
    Hello, gumdrop. 
    
    BARTLET
    [nervously] Listen... [quickly walks to the door and closes it]
    
    ABBEY
    [tight smile] Sam Seaborn came to see my Chief of Staff today. In fact, he did it twice. 
    
    BARTLET
    Well, your Chief of Staff is a very attractive woman. Maybe he was, you know... 
    
    ABBEY
    Jed... 
    
    BARTLET
    Abbey, I told C.J. specifically... 
    
    ABBEY
    Then C.J. got the signal wrong. 
    
    BARTLET 
    [contrite] No, she didn't. 
    
    ABBEY
    What? 
    
    BARTLET
    She didn't get the signal wrong. I wanted her to send someone. 
    
    ABBEY
    Are you telling me... 
    
    BARTLET
    This wire thing is a problem for me. The kid on TV was a mistake. And the amendment, 
    from Becky Reeseman... 
    
    ABBEY
    I just killed it. 
    
    BARTLET
    ...will bring down a trade bill that's been worked on for years. 
    
    ABBEY
    I said I just killed it. 
    
    BARTLET
    [nods] Fine.
    
    ABBEY
    Jed, we share a bed. Why didn't you just come to me? 
    
    BARTLET
    I staffed it out to C.J.. 
    
    ABBEY
    [angry] You staffed it out. 
    
    BARTLET
    That's right. 
    
    ABBEY
    [angry] You don't staff me out. 
    
    Bartlet paces, puts his hand on his head.
    
    ABBEY
    [angry] You don't give C.J. signals. You don't send Sam. And you don't bring Danny 
    Concannon up here. [loudly] Don't handle me, Jed! 
    
    BARTLET
    [yells, bangs on the desk] Then don't play me, Abbey! Don't work me! A lot of people 
    around here think it was Lilly Mays, who planted you have a preference for Ron Erlich! 
    
    ABBEY
    It wasn't Lilly Mays. 
    
    BARTLET
    [loudly] I know it wasn't Lilly Mays. It was you! 
    
    ABBEY
    [angry] Yes! 
    
    BARTLET
    [angry] Yes! 
    
    ABBEY
    Yes! And I'm sorry about that, but I wanted Ron to know that he had my support. 
    
    BARTLET
    [angry] Well you put me in a bit of a spot there, Abigail. I name Ron Erlich now, 
    which I was going to do anyway, and it makes me look like I'm taking instructions 
    from my wife! 
    
    ABBEY
    [loudly] Still it was wrong! 
    
    BARTLET
    Are you talking about you or me? 
    
    ABBEY
    [loudly] I'm talking about you. I'm talking about you sending people to me. And I tell 
    you what else I'm talking about. I'm talking about you waiting a day to name a new fed 
    chair, because thirty years ago the new fed chair was my boyfriend for six months. 
    
    BARTLET
    [sternly] I'm talking about sending me messages through the press, and staking out 
    agendas on morning shows. We are not going to be these people, Abbey. I'm not gonna 
    do it! [loudly] I'll walk up to the hill right now, and I will give the Speaker of 
    the House my resignation. 
    
    ABBEY
    The house isn't in session. 
    
    BARTLET
    [yelling] Do you want to see me get on the phone and put it in session?! 
    
    ABBEY
    [clipped] Don't raise your voice to me! 
    
    BARTLET
    [yelling] It was nine months, Abbey. Not six months. And I waited a day on Skippy, 
    because the fed chair is a fairly important position, and I wanted to make damn 
    sure my decision was right. 
    
    ABBEY
    [yelling] You already made your decision! 
    
    BARTLET
    How the hell do you know? 
    
    ABBEY
    [yelling] You just said so. "I name Ron Erlich now, which I was gonna do 
    anyway. It looks like I'm taking instructions from... my... wife!" 
    
    BARTLET
    Yes. 
    
    ABBEY
    Yes. 
    
    BARTLET
    Yes. 
    
    Bartlet paces as they both cool off. 
    
    ABBEY
    Okay. So just ease up on the high ground. 
    
    BARTLET
    On that point I concede the high ground. 
    
    ABBEY
    Then I concede I was wrong about the thing. 
    
    BARTLET
    Good. 
    
    ABBEY
    However... 
    
    BARTLET
    No, no however. Just be wrong. Just stand there in your wrongness and be wrong, and 
    get used to it. 
    
    ABBEY
    However... 
    
    BARTLET
    Nine months, Abbey. 
    
    ABBEY
    However... 
    
    BARTLET
    Yes? 
    
    ABBEY
    I'm still gonna kick your ass on child labor. 
    
    BARTLET
    Abbey, please. 
    
    ABBEY
    Jed, if it was one of our girls in that factory, you'd send in the Marines. 
    
    BARTLET
    [looks thoughtful and nods] Yeah. 
    
    ABBEY
    [quietly] Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET
    Okay. [pause] We just had our first Oval Office fight. 
    
    ABBEY
    [sighs] Yeah. 
    
    Abbey turns and leans on the edge of his desk. Bartlet puts his hands in his pockets 
    and walks around the desk. 
    
    BARTLET
    Did you talk to Zoey today? [leans next to her, avoiding her gaze] 
    
    ABBEY
    She went back to her dorm. She and Charlie had a fight cause the Service doesn't 
    want them to show up at this thing together. [gazes at him] 
    
    BARTLET
    Maybe she'll be so traumatized by this experience, that she'll never date another 
    boy again. 
    
    ABBEY
    Well, he left here a little while ago and...I'd say that in about an hour the lights 
    will be off, there'll be a sock on the doorknob, and who... 
    
    BARTLET
    Don't finish that sentence, I'm a man of questionable health. [glances at her sideways] 
    The Michigan women are waiting for me. 
    
    ABBEY
    Okay. 
    
    Abbey smiles as he puts his arm around her shoulders and they walk towards 
    the door. He drops her jacket around her shoulders and they exit.
    
    DISSOLVE TO: INT. DORM HALLWAY - NIGHT
    Charlie walks up the crowded hallway with flowers. He stops and Zoey's door and knocks. 
    While he waits, he turns and looks at Gina in the dorm room across the hall. She looks 
    up at him from the book she's reading. Zoey answers her door and glares at Charlie. 
    
    CHARLIE 
    [quietly] Hi. 
    
    ZOEY
    [coldly] Yes? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    I came to apologize. 
    
    ZOEY
    You left me sitting in a restaurant. 
    
    CHARLIE 
    I feel bad about that. 
    
    ZOEY
    Are there other things to feel bad about too? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    Yes. 
    
    ZOEY
    Name them, please. 
    
    CHARLIE 
    I... 
    
    Gina smiles at them.
    
    CHARLIE
    Off the top of my head I wouldn't be able to give you a comprehensive list. Just 
    suffice it to say that anything I've done to upset you even if it exists in your 
    kind of confused little mind, I really apologize for. 
    
    ZOEY
    [smiles and steps towards him] What did you bring me? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    I brought you flowers. [hands her the flowers]
    
    ZOEY
    Oh, I can see that. What else? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    A book. [hands her a book] 
    
    ZOEY
    [reading] Introduction to Advanced Trigonometry. 
    
    Gina laughs and puts down her book. 
    
    CHARLIE 
    Your father made me pick it up. 
    
    ZOEY
    What else? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    Popcorn. 
    
    ZOEY
    Why the popcorn? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    'Cause I brought videos. 
    
    ZOEY
    Get in here. 
    
    Zoey smiles at him. Charlie smiles at Gina as Zoey pulls him inside and closes the door. 
    Gina exits her room.
    
    GINA 
    [into cuff mic] Bookbag is in for the night. 
    
    DISSOLVE TO: END TITLES.
    FADE TO BLACK.
    THE END
    * * *
    
    

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