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  • Episode 2.5 -- “And It’s Surely To Their Credit”
    The West Wing Scripts/Season 2 2008. 11. 6. 17:01
    THE WEST WING
    “AND IT’S SURELY TO THEIR CREDIT”
    TELEPLAY BY: AARON SORKIN
    STORY BY: KEVIN FALLS & LAURA GLASSER
    DIRECTED BY: CHRISTOPHER MISIANO
    
    
    TEASER
    
    JOSH [VO]
    [shouting] Donna!
    
    DONNA [VO]
    Don’t shout.
    
    JOSH [VO]
    [shouting] Donna! Come here!
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE WHITE HOUSE - JOSH'S BULLPEN AREA - DAY
    Josh comes out of his office. He walks with Donna.
    
    DONNA
    Did you hear me say, “don’t shout”?
    
    JOSH
    No.
    
    DONNA
    You know why?
    
    JOSH
    ‘Cause you weren’t shouting.
    
    DONNA
    That’s right.
    
    JOSH
    That’s right.
    
    DONNA
    What’s the problem?
    
    JOSH
    They’re still saying that I owe them fifty thousand dollars and that [reads] 
    “failure to pay will result in a negative report on your credit.”
    
    DONNA
    On my credit?
    
    JOSH
    On my credit. [sees Sam, shouts] Sam!
    
    DONNA
    Don’t shout.
    
    JOSH
    I got another letter.
    
    SAM
    Don’t worry about it.
    
    JOSH
    I am worried about it.
    
    SAM 
    I called an insurance guy.
    
    JOSH 
    They’re referring me to insurance code 4336. You know what that means?
    
    SAM 
    No.
    
    JOSH 
    Okay. Uh, there’s fifty thousand dollars worth of hospital bills they’re saying they don’t cover. 
    You know what that means?
    
    SAM 
    You may have to get yourself a job mowing lawns after school.
    
    JOSH 
    Sam.
    
    SAM 
    Don’t worry about it.
    
    JOSH 
    [shouting] Sam!
    
    DONNA 
    Don’t shout. 
    
    Josh drifts away. Donna walks with Sam in the HALLWAY.
    
    DONNA
    Sam.
    
    SAM 
    Hi.
    
    DONNA 
    I’m doing the radio today.
    
    SAM 
    What’s it about?
    
    DONNA 
    You don’t know what it’s about?
    
    SAM 
    No.
    
    DONNA 
    You’re a speechwriter.
    
    SAM 
    I’m the Deputy Communications Director. I don’t do the radio address.
    
    DONNA 
    I think this one’s about leaves turning.
    
    SAM 
    Wouldn’t be surprised.
    
    DONNA 
    Will he take it seriously?
    
    SAM 
    The President?
    
    DONNA 
    Yeah.
    
    SAM 
    Why wouldn’t he take it seriously?
    
    DONNA 
    You don’t take it seriously.
    
    SAM 
    I’m not the one who has to read it.
    
    DONNA 
    I’m saying it’s the end of the week. He gets a little punchy.
    
    SAM 
    It’s not live. He can do another take.
    
    DONNA 
    Remember last April?
    
    SAM 
    Yeah.
    
    DONNA 
    Eleven takes.
    
    SAM 
    I remember.
    
    DONNA 
    Eleven.
    
    SAM 
    What did he say? Insurance code 9336?
    
    DONNA 
    4336. I had to give those people key chains.
    
    SAM 
    What people?
    
    DONNA 
    The guests at the radio address with the eleven takes. They were standing in the Oval Office 
    for an hour and a half. I sent them home with White House key chains.
    
    They arrive just outside THE MURAL ROOM, where about 20 or so guests for the radio address 
    are waiting.
    
    SAM 
    Knock ‘em dead.
    
    DONNA 
    Oh, stay here for a second.
    
    SAM 
    Why?
    
    DONNA 
    I’m gonna do my thing.
    
    SAM 
    I’ve seen it.
    
    DONNA 
    Yeah, but I’m adding a joke.
    
    SAM 
    I’m sure it’s great.
    
    DONNA 
    Just, you know... [gestures toward the Mural Room]
    
    SAM 
    Sure.
    
    Donna enters. Sam remains standing outside the door.
    
    DONNA 
    Excuse me. [clears throat] Good morning.
    
    GUESTS 
    Good morning.
    
    DONNA 
    Welcome to the White House. My name is Donnatella Moss. I work here in the West Wing as an 
    assistant to Deputy Chief of Staff Joshua Lyman. Which, I guess, makes me Deputy Deputy Chief 
    of Staff.
    
    There is no reaction from the guests. Donna looks over at Sam, who is still standing at the door. 
    He gives her a fake smile and a thumbs up, and quickly turns and walks down the hall.
    
    DONNA 
    Okay. Uh, we’re gonna go over to the Oval Office now, if you’ll follow me.
    
    The whole group follows Donna into THE OVAL OFFICE, where the recording technician prepares.
    
    DONNA 
    As you probably know, the President does a regular Saturday morning radio address, which he 
    records on Friday. The address is usually two to three minutes in length. When it’s over, the 
    President will be happy to stand for pictures. Uh, I’m gonna ask you to form a horseshoe against 
    that wall. Not an actual horseshoe. That takes special training as a blacksmith.
    
    Again, the guests have no reaction to Donna’s lame attempt at a joke.
    
    DONNA 
    Okay.
    
    Bartlet enters.
    
    DONNA 
    Oh, thank God.
    
    BARTLET 
    How’s it going?
    
    DONNA 
    They didn’t laugh at the blacksmith joke.
    
    BARTLET 
    That’s almost hard to believe, Donna. [to the guests] How is everybody?
    
    The guests respond with “good morning sir” and various other brief answers. 
    Bartlet sits at his desk.
    
    DONNA 
    We all set for the speech?
    
    BARTLET 
    Not quite.
    
    DONNA 
    What do you need, sir?
    
    BARTLET 
    The speech.
    
    Donna takes the speech out of a folder and places it on the desk in front of Bartlet.
    
    DONNA 
    Right here.
    
    BARTLET 
    Thank you. Let’s do this in one, shall we?
    
    DONNA 
    Yes sir.
    
    BARTLET 
    One-take Bartlet. That’s what old Jack Warner used to call me.
    
    The guests laugh at Bartlet’s joke. The recording technician is ready to record the radio address.
    
    TECHNICIAN
    Here we go. In three, two...
    
    He holds up his index finger on “one”, then points to Bartlet.
    
    BARTLET 
    Good morning. This month, as autumn is in full bloom in much of the nation, the weekends will 
    be devoted by many of you to leaf peeping and football... watch... ing... 
    
    He starts to laugh.
    
    TECHNICIAN
    Cut tape.
    
    BARTLET 
    [still laughing] I’m sorry. Leaf peeping? Is that something we do now?
    
    TECHNICIAN
    Try another.
    
    DONNA 
    We better get some key chains in here.
    
    BARTLET 
    I heard that.
    
    TECHNICIAN
    Here we go. In three, two...
    
    The technician holds up his index finger on “one”, then points to Bartlet.
    
    SMASH CUT TO: MAIN TITLES.
    END TEASER
    * * * 
    
    ACT ONE
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - DAY
    The taping of the radio address continues.
    
    TECHNICIAN
    Okay, let's cut.
    
    BARTLET
    Sorry, everybody. This is gonna be it. Four is my lucky number.
    
    DONNA
    This is take five, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Five is my lucky number. "Fifth-take Bartlet" -- that's what Jack Warner used to call me.
    
    DONNA
    Did you really know Jack Warner, Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah, because I used to be a contract player in Hollywood and I'm 97 years old.
    
    DONNA
    Okay.
    
    BARTLET
    Here we go.
    
    TECHNICIAN
    In three... two...
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - DAY 
    C.J. is walking. Toby catches up with her. They walk to C.J.'s OFFICE.
    
    TOBY
    C.J.?
    
    C.J.
    How you doing, Toby?
    
    TOBY
    I'm fine. Thanks. Listen...
    
    C.J.
    Have you noticed that I'm one of the few people around here whose nose isn't bent out of 
    shape over Ainsley Hayes?
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. Listen...
    
    C.J.
    I'm serious!
    
    TOBY
    You heard the news and you slammed the door so hard it broke, okay? You heard the news and 
    you broke the White House.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, but I'm over it now and I'm saying other people aren't and they should get over it.
    
    TOBY
    I'll see what I can do. In the mean time...
    
    C.J.
    I'm going to tell you something, Toby: I don't think it's that she's a Republican, I think it's 
    that she's a Republican woman and she’s good-looking.
    
    TOBY
    Well, those are three things, when in combination, usually spell 'careerism,' but...
    
    C.J.
    Well, I think it's sexist in a bad way, and I'm coming down on her side.
    
    TOBY
    Good for you. Look...
    
    C.J.
    Toby, I am serious about this!
    
    He responds quickly, before he's interrupted again.
    
    TOBY 
    Ed Barrie is doing the Meet the Press on Sunday. Did you know that?
    
    C.J.
    No. This Sunday?
    
    TOBY
    Day after tomorrow.
    
    C.J.
    He's retiring, maybe it's just a farewell retrospective kind of a...
    
    TOBY
    He's also doing Sam and Cokie Late Edition and Capitol Beat.
    
    C.J.
    Are you sure about this?
    
    TOBY
    Sam got it from Mark Gottfried.
    
    C.J.
    Has anyone talked to Judy?
    
    TOBY
    The DOD press office isn't confirming anything.
    
    C.J.
    They won't confirm whether a three-star general is going on television to beat up the President?
    
    TOBY
    No.
    
    C.J.
    Carol!
    
    CAROL 
    [from outside] Just a sec!
    
    TOBY
    By the way, you are a beautiful woman. And no one around here has ever assumed you were either 
    ambitious or stupid.
    
    Toby turns to walk out of the office.
    
    C.J.
    Toby.
    
    TOBY
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    Took two years.
    
    CAROL
    [walks in] Yeah?
    
    C.J.
    I need to see General Barrie. I want you to go to the Pentagon and get him and I don't want 
    him anywhere near a press line when he comes into the West Wing.
    
    CAROL 
    [writing it down] Earliest possible convenience?
    
    C.J.
    I could give a damn if it's convenient or not.
    
    CAROL
    He's the Army's Chief of Staff, C.J.
    
    C.J.
    And I work for his boss, so get him here.
    
    Carol leaves the office.
    
    TOBY
    Want some help?
    
    C.J.
    No.
    
    TOBY
    Have a nice day. [turns to leave]
    
    C.J.
    Hey, has Leo told Tribbey about his new Associate Counsel yet?
    
    TOBY
    I'll check the wire to see if any maimings have been reported, but I don't think he's told him yet.
    
    C.J.
    Should be some decent dinner theater.
    
    TOBY
    Let me know if you need me on Captain Queeg.
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - DAY
    Leo and Ainsley are walking into his office area.
    
    AINSLEY
    He was okay with it?
    
    LEO
    He thinks it's a great idea. He can't wait to meet you.
    
    AINSLEY
    Lionel Tribbey.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    AINSLEY
    Lionel Tribbey thinks hiring me was a great idea.
    
    LEO
    Why are you surprised?
    
    AINSLEY
    Well, because I am a Republican and Lionel Tribbey is... incredibly not.
    
    They walk inside LEO'S OFFICE.
    
    LEO 
    [turning away from Ainsley] Lionel Tribbey is the White House Counsel. He's a brilliant and 
    fair-minded attorney, and he will accept you on his staff because he is... well, fair-minded 
    and because...
    
    AINSLEY
    You haven't told him yet!
    
    LEO 
    [turning to her, smiling] I have, in fact, not told him yet, no.
    
    AINSLEY
    So you lied to me just then.
    
    LEO
    I'm a politician, Ainsley. Of course I lied to you just then.
    
    AINSLEY
    My first day is getting off to a great start.
    
    LEO
    It's about to get better.
    
    AINSLEY
    Why?
    
    MARGARET
    [walks in] Leo?
    
    LEO
    Yeah?
    
    MARGARET
    Lionel Tribbey is on his way over. [leaves]
    
    AINSLEY
    Oh, I just want to die.
    
    LEO
    This is the White House, you get used to that feeling.
    
    AINSLEY
    Maybe I should go.
    
    LEO
    Ainsley...
    
    AINSLEY
    No, maybe I should go so you two can talk by yourselves...
    
    LEO
    You're going to meet him right now. It's going to be fine...
    
    AINSLEY
    It's not going to be fine. He's gonna yell, and scream, I've seen him on TV...
    
    LEO
    Well, that's TV. He's making a full-throated defense of the President! That's what we do. 
    Believe me, in real life, when the cameras are off...
    
    There is a loud crack heard from outside. 
    
    LIONEL TRIBBEY
    [shouts] Leo!
    
    Ainsley jumps and attempts to hide behind Leo as LIONEL TRIBBEY walks in. He is very tall and 
    has a cricket bat in his hand. He screams, looking nowhere but at Leo.
    
    TRIBBEY
    I will kill people today, Leo! I will kill people with this cricket bat, which was given to me 
    by Her Royal Majesty Elizabeth Windsor, and then I will kill them again with my own hands!
    
    LEO
    Lionel...
    
    TRIBBEY
    Has anybody in this building heard of “contempt of Congress”?
    
    LEO
    Look, if I may...
    
    TRIBBEY
    Congress will hold the White House in contempt, Leo, which is nothing compared to the contempt 
    in which I will hold the White House if this keeps happening.
    
    LEO 
    [confused] What'd we do?
    
    TRIBBEY
    Steve Joyce and Mark Brookline testified at Governmental Affairs that the White House couldn't 
    produce the Rockland memo because the White House didn't have the Rockland memo.
    
    LEO
    Do we?
    
    He shakes some papers in front of Leo's nose.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Holding it in my hand, Leo!
    
    LEO
    I'm sure there's some...
    
    TRIBBEY
    When your guys go to the Hill, they can't drop their testimony on my desk at 9:15 and testify 
    at 9:30! I was ready to take a vacation, Leo! I was going to go someplace warm, with a beach, 
    somebody bringing me drinks with little umbrellas in them! I had this thing closed. Now I've 
    got to go back up there, hat in hand because the circus is in town! 
    
    He swings his bat. Finally noticing Ainsley, points at her.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Who is this?
    
    LEO
    This is Ainsley Hayes. She's scared of meeting you, so be nice.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Uh, the girl who's been writing the columns.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    Ainsley gives Tribbey a frightened smile.
    
    TRIBBEY 
    [to Ainsley] You're an idiot.
    
    AINSLEY
    Leo...
    
    LEO
    She's not an idiot, Lionel. She clerked for Dreifort.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Well, Dreifort's an idiot.
    
    LEO
    Dreifort's a Supreme Court Justice, Lionel, so let's speak of him with respect and practice some 
    tolerance for those who disagree with us.
    
    TRIBBEY
    I believe, as long as Justice Dreifort is intolerant toward gays, lesbians, blacks, unions, 
    women, poor people, and first, fourth, fifth, and ninth amendments, I will remain intolerant 
    toward him. [grins at Ainsley] Nice to meet you. [walks outside the office]
    
    LEO
    She's working for you, Lionel!
    
    Tribbey returns immediately.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Excuse me?
    
    LEO
    She's working for you. The President asked me to hire her for your office.
    
    Pause, while Tribbey thinks this over.
    
    TRIBBEY
    The President of... WHAT asked you to hire her for my office?
    
    LEO
    The United States.
    
    Tribbey pauses, then laughs hysterically, while swinging the bat on his shoulder.
    
    TRIBBEY 
    'Scuse me! 
    
    He walks out of the office. Leo turns to Ainsley.
    
    LEO
    I thought it went pretty well.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Donna is standing with fingers crossed on both hands as the radio address continues to be 
    re-taped. The guests are standing along the opposite wall. The camera pans to Bartlet.
    
    BARTLET 
    'Our farming families stand for the values that keep our nation strong: faith, calm perseverance, 
    and patience...'
    
    Tribbey storms in with a bat, not seeing anyone around.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Mr. President, have you lost what little was left of your mind? I can't possibly work like this!
    
    DONNA
    Oh, dear God.
    
    TECHNICIAN
    Cut!
    
    BARTLET
    I had it!
    
    TRIBBEY
    Excuse me, sir, is this a bad time?
    
    BARTLET
    It's a bit of a bad time, Lionel...
    
    TRIBBEY
    Well, forgive me, sir, but when you have a few moments, I would like to discuss the hiring of a 
    blonde and leggy fascist whose knowledge does not include the proper order of the alphabet for 
    positions of the White House Counsel's office.
    
    BARTLET
    And we will, Lionel, but right now I don't know if you noticed but there are thirty or forty 
    other people in the room, many of whom have donated significant amounts of money to the Democratic 
    Party, so perhaps you could put a tighter grip on your horses and we will talk about it later.
    
    While Bartlet talks, Tribbey looks around the room and sees the guests, who stare at him with 
    indeterminate expressions. He calms down a bit.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Yes. Well. [swings the bat on his shoulder again] Good morning, everyone! Thank you, Mr. President. 
    [walks out of the room in complete silence]
    
    BARTLET
    Well, obviously, Lionel Tribbey is a brilliant lawyer whom we cannot live without, or there 
    would be very little reason not to put him in prison. Let's try again.
    
    He puts on his glasses and collects papers from his desk.
    
    CUT TO: INT. SAM’S OFFICE - DAY
    Toby walks to Sam's office doorway. Sam is sitting at his desk.
    
    TOBY
    You've got two paragraphs on H-404 for the AFL-CIO. I want you to rethink them.
    
    SAM 
    Rethink them how?
    
    TOBY
    Cut them.
    
    SAM
    Why can't he talk about Superfund?
    
    TOBY
    'Cause it's the AFL-CIO and they want to hear about how we're going to protect their jobs.
    
    SAM
    How about we start by protecting the planet they live on?
    
    TOBY
    How about you start by cutting the paragraphs?
    
    SAM
    Fine.
    
    TOBY
    What are you doing?
    
    Sam slaps a fat book on his desk and stands up.
    
    SAM
    Trying to help Josh with his insurance thing. The hospital was “out of network.” Therefore, 
    they're claiming responsibility for only 20% of a life-saving medical procedure. Also, he didn't 
    get the procedure-- [snorts] cleared beforehand.
    
    TOBY
    His lung was collapsed, and blood stopped flowing to his brain, and he was supposed to dial up 
    the automated 24-hour customer care service line?
    
    SAM
    If it keeps up like this, he is going to have to sue these people.
    
    TOBY
    I like a country where you can sue the insurance company but not the people who shot you. 
    [sighs and turns to leave] Anyway, cut the two paragraphs.
    
    Toby walks out. Sam stands a moment, then follows Toby out to the area before TOBY’S OFFICE.
    
    TOBY
    What?
    
    SAM
    He can sue the people that shot him.
    
    TOBY
    The people that shot him are dead.
    
    SAM
    No. Hardly any of them are.
    
    Sam closes the door to Toby’s office behind him.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT ONE
    * * *
    
    ACT TWO
    
    FADE IN: INT. JOSH’S OFFICE - DAY
    Josh and Donna are eating lunch. Josh, in front of the TV with his coffee, and Donna sitting 
    in front of his desk.
    
    DONNA
    Take 17 looked like it was gonna be a keeper till he went on elocution safari during the word 
    “protuberance”.
    
    JOSH
    When did he finally nail it?
    
    DONNA
    Oh, he hasn’t yet.
    
    JOSH
    [walks to his chair] He hasn’t done it yet?
    
    DONNA
    There are matters of state to attend to, Josh. He can’t spend the day indefinitely in this room--
    
    JOSH
    [sits] What about the audience?
    
    DONNA
    [eating salad] I sent them home. I want to bring in a new audience. You know, like the old 
    Carson Show.
    
    JOSH
    What the hell are we talking about?
    
    DONNA
    Did you know “leaf peeping” was a thing?
    
    The phone rings. Donna answers it.
    
    DONNA
    Josh Lyman.
    
    JOSH
    Leaf peeping?
    
    DONNA
    [into phone] Yeah. [hangs up] Sam wants to see you.
    
    JOSH
    Insurance Victory! [stands] “And the weak shall be made strong”, Donna, not “Might is right,” 
    but rather “Might for right”.
    
    DONNA
    And this relates to leaf peeping, how?
    
    JOSH
    It doesn’t. Don’t eat my French fries.
    
    He leaves. Donna reaches over the table to get Josh’s fries.
    
    CUT TO: INT. COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE - DAY
    Josh enters and sees Sam.
    
    JOSH
    Hey.
    
    SAM
    Hey. Good. Come on in.
    
    JOSH
    Did you beat them into submission?
    
    They walk inside SAM'S OFFICE.
    
    SAM
    No.
    
    JOSH
    Did you beat them at all?
    
    SAM
    Forget about the insurance.
    
    JOSH
    Unless the insurance company forgets about the insurance--
    
    SAM
    The Southern Poverty Law Center. [pause] Josh, I think you know that for the last three months 
    you were out recovering, a lot of people were looking for a new legislative avenue for federal 
    law enforcement to get the extremist.
    
    JOSH
    You could throw out the Bill of Rights.
    
    SAM
    Toby tried.
    
    JOSH
    [sits] I was kidding.
    
    SAM
    Josh, this is our way in-- a civil action. You could subpoena everything. Membership rolls, 
    donor rolls, minutes of meetings, weapons inventory, computer downloads. You depose every man 
    and woman that’s ever been to a meeting and every man and woman they name. [pause] 
    Josh, the Southern Poverty Law Center wants you to sue the Knights of the Klu Klux Clan for 
    100 million dollars.
    
    Ginger sticks her head in the door.
    
    GINGER
    Josh.
    
    JOSH
    [stunned] Yeah...
    
    GINGER
    Donna called. She said don’t be late for budget.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah. [pause] I got to go. [stands and walks out the door]
    
    CUT TO: INT. OUTER OVAL OFFICE - DAY
    Charlie is behind his desk. Abbey comes in from the portico. 
    
    ABBEY
    Charlie.
    
    CHARLIE
    [stands] Good afternoon, ma’am. 
    
    ABBEY
    Charlie, is the President free for a moment?
    
    CHARLIE
    He’s in the Roosevelt Room with the Far East Advisors. Would you like me to go...?
    
    ABBEY
    No, no, no. Don’t interrupt him. Korea might have more plutonium. Just give him a message for me, 
    would you?
    
    CHARLIE
    Sure.
    
    ABBEY
    You’ll want to write this down.
    
    CHARLIE
    Yes, ma’am. [reaches for his pen and his notepad]
    
    ABBEY
    Your blood pressure is 120/80.
    
    CHARLIE
    How did you know that, ma’am?
    
    ABBEY
    I’m saying his blood pressure.
    
    CHARLIE
    Uh. Is 120/80?
    
    ABBEY
    Yeah. Your EKG shows a good sinus rhythm. 
    
    CHARLIE
    Okay.
    
    ABBEY
    No evidence of ischemic change.
    
    CHARLIE
    How are we spelling...?
    
    ABBEY
    It doesn’t matter. Your electrolytes and metabolic panels are within normal limits, chest x-rays 
    are clear, and prostate screens are fine.
    
    CHARLIE
    Okay.
    
    ABBEY
    So, we can have sex now.
    
    CHARLIE
    [beat] Okay, that’s not me and you now, right?
    
    ABBEY
    Go.
    
    CHARLIE
    [quickly] Yeah.
    
    Charlie leaves to deliver the message. Abbey sits on the desk as Mrs. Landingham enters.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Good afternoon, Mrs. Bartlet.
    
    ABBEY
    Good afternoon, Mrs. Landingham.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    How are you today?
    
    ABBEY
    Oh, I’m just fine, thank you.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Are you looking for the President?
    
    ABBEY
    I imagine he’ll be along in a moment.
    
    A door slams somewhere and Bartlet enters hurriedly.
    
    BARTLET
    Really?
    
    ABBEY
    Oh, yes. 
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Good afternoon, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Good afternoon, Mrs. Landingham.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Is there anything I can...?
    
    BARTLET
    [to Mrs. Landingham] Go away right now. 
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    You seem a little tense, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Not for long, Mrs. Landingham.
    
    ABBEY 
    Why don’t we go inside?
    
    Abbey stands and walks toward THE OVAL OFFICE. 
    
    BARTLET
    Absolutely!
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    [following]
    Sir, would you like me to inform Mr. McGarry and the advisors that they could...?
    
    Bartlet slams the door just before Mrs. Landingham enters.
    
    ABBEY
    Blood Pressure 120/80.
    
    BARTLET
    Who cares? It’s been 14 weeks! Do these curtains close?
    
    ABBEY
    Not here, Jed!
    
    BARTLET
    Yes. You’re right... where?
    
    ABBEY
    How about our bedroom?
    
    BARTLET
    New Hampshire is an hour and a half away by plane. I don’t think I have that kind of time.
    
    ABBEY
    How about our bedroom in the residence?
    
    BARTLET
    [excited] Yes! We have a bedroom right here in the building. That was so smart!
    
    ABBEY
    Yes.
    
    BARTLET
    Let’s go!
    
    ABBEY
    Jed!
    
    BARTLET
    What?
    
    ABBEY
    Korea? Plutonium?
    
    BARTLET
    Oh God... I hate plutonium!
    
    ABBEY
    We have to find time before six.
    
    BARTLET
    What happens at six?
    
    ABBEY
    I have to fly to Cochran’s Mills, Pennsylvania.
    
    BARTLET
    Where the hell is Cochran’s Mills?
    
    ABBEY
    Pennsylvania.
    
    BARTLET
    Right.
    
    ABBEY
    So you talk to Charlie. I’ll talk to Lilly. We’ll co-ordinate our schedules and we’ll find a 
    free hour.
    
    BARTLET
    [grabs her, smiling] I don’t think it’s gonna take more than a couple of minutes, but I like your 
    confidence.
    
    ABBEY
    [smiling] Just get back to work.
    
    BARTLET
    Can’t we just close the curtains?
    
    ABBEY
    Just get back to work! 
    
    They kiss, but Abbey pulls away and runs out of the Oval Office.
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - DAY
    C.J. walks down the hallway where Carol and a military man, LIEUTENANT BUCKLEY, are waiting.
    
    CAROL
    C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Is he here?
    
    CAROL
    He sent...
    
    C.J.
    Carol.
    
    CAROL
    He sent an aide. [motions to Buckley] Lieutenant Buckley.
    
    LIEUTENANT BUCKLEY
    C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Ms. Cregg!
    
    BUCKLEY
    Lieutenant Buckley. I am a staff aide to General Barrie. I understand you need to speak with him.
    
    C.J.
    Yes I do, so what are you doing here?
    
    BUCKLEY
    I’m an aide...
    
    C.J.
    I heard you the first time. Where’s the General?
    
    BUCKLEY
    The General sent me.
    
    C.J.
    Well, I’m sending you back.
    
    BUCKLEY
    Ma’am, if I could just know the exact nature...
    
    C.J.
    Is Ed Barrie doing the morning shows?
    
    BUCKLEY
    I wouldn’t know that ma’am -- that’s usually handled...
    
    C.J.
    I would know and I do know. And so do you so cut the crap.
    
    BUCKLEY
    Ma’am--
    
    C.J.
    He’s gonna go on television and trash the President-that’s gonna be the last thing he does before 
    he retires?
    
    BUCKLEY
    Once again ma’am, it’s not...
    
    C.J.
    Lieutenant! He’s gonna trash the President?
    
    BUCKLEY
    I don’t think it’s a surprise to you that General Barrie has some very serious disagreements with 
    the administration, particularly your President...
    
    C.J.
    My President is your President, too.
    
    BUCKLEY
    Additionally, he has some very real concerns over the current state of readiness of our armed 
    forces...
    
    C.J.
    [sarcastically] Well, that shouldn’t get too many people alarmed for no reason.
    
    BUCKLEY
    And so, he feels that taking this opportunity to express his opinions -- opinions which are 
    considered at the most expert level -- taking this opportunity before he leaves the service 
    is his patriotic obligation.
    
    C.J.
    [pause] It’s called “Ring and Run”.
    
    BUCKLEY
    Ma’am?
    
    C.J.
    Go back to the Pentagon right now. Tell General Barrie, C.J. Cregg says he’s a coward.
    
    Buckley stares at her for a second and walks off.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE WHITE HOUSE LOWER LEVELS - DAY
    Leo and Ainsley are walking down a flight of stairs into what looks like a hallway in the 
    basement. There are several busy people walking around the hall. Ainsley is carrying a box 
    of her things.
    
    LEO
    I’ll be honest with you. I didn’t even know we had offices down here.
    
    AINSLEY
    That bodes well for me.
    
    They reach the hallway and continue to walk while looking at the office doors.
    
    LEO
    I wonder what else we got down here.
    
    AINSLEY
    Bats, probably?
    
    LEO
    Room 442 is what we’re looking for. I wouldn’t be surprised if we see it any second now.
    
    AINSLEY
    You really didn’t need to take me down here.
    
    LEO
    There’s no way you’d find it yourself.
    
    AINSLEY
    You’re the White House Chief of Staff, you shouldn’t be--
    
    LEO
    Don’t worry about it. Room 442... where the hell is it?
    
    Leo walks down more steps as Ainsley follows.
    
    AINSLEY
    You’ve been really decent to me, Leo. I want to thank you for that.
    
    LEO
    Kid, the others are gonna come around.
    
    AINSLEY
    No, they wont.
    
    LEO
    See, you got to remember that the people you’re talking about live their lives under siege 
    24 hours every day at a time in their lives where they’re trying with all their might to do 
    good. You’re in their foxhole.
    
    They reach a deserted doorway and walk down some more stairs, still looking at doors.
    
    LEO [cont.]
    Sam Seaborn had this innocent relationship with a girl -- bam! Here comes the enemy. I’m a 
    recovering alcoholic. Bam! Radio, TV, magazines, cameras in front of my house, people shouting at 
    my daughter at the ballgame, editorials, op-eds. “He’s a drunk. He’s dangerous. He should resign.”
    
    AINSLEY
    I wrote one of those op-ed pieces.
    
    LEO 
    I know. [eyes a door down the hall] It’s right over here... 442. 
    
    He walks to the door and unlocks it. He and Ainsley both enter as he looks down at a paper 
    he’s holding. Ainsley looks around the room.
    
    LEO
    It’s written down here. This is the Steam Pipe Trunk Distribution Venue.
    
    AINSLEY
    I’m working in the Steam Pipe Trunk Distribution Venue? 
    
    LEO
    No, you’re working in your office.
    
    AINSLEY
    Well... [looks around some more] Thank you for the help.
    
    LEO 
    Ainsley, don’t worry about Sam or Josh and Toby or C.J. or the Democrats on the hill or 
    Republicans on television. You’re here to serve the President. Anyway... welcome to the 
    White House.
    
    Leo walks slowly out of the room and leaves Ainsley standing in her new office, smiling.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT TWO
    * * *
    
    ACT THREE
    
    FADE IN: INT. AINSLEY’S NEW OFFICE - DAY
    Ainsley is at her desk working, when she hears someone come down the steps.
    
    AINSLEY
    Leo?
    
    Tribbey bursts through the door. Ainsely quickly stands up.
    
    AINSLEY
    Mr. Tribbey.
    
    TRIBBEY
    I see they've found you an office.
    
    AINSLEY
    Such as it is.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Good men and women have worked in whatever room was available in this building, and have done 
    so without complaint.
    
    AINSLEY
    I don't believe you heard me complain, Mr. Tribbey.
    
    TRIBBEY
    I believe I did, Miss Hayes. Now, why don't you tell me what this is all about?
    
    AINSLEY
    Sir?
    
    TRIBBEY
    These people here are trying to do something. I'll have their backs while they're trying. 
    What are you doing here?
    
    AINSLEY
    Serving my country.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Why not join the Navy?
    
    AINSLEY
    I was asked to do this.
    
    TRIBBEY
    And you said yes.
    
    AINSLEY
    Yes.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Why?
    
    AINSLEY
    I feel a sense of duty. [almost stops her sentence]
    
    TRIBBEY
    I'm sorry?
    
    AINSLEY
    I said I feel a sense of duty.
    
    TRIBBEY
    What, did you just walk out of The Pirates of Penzance?
    
    AINSLEY
    Sir?
    
    TRIBBEY
    [in a bad accent] "Why, he's an Englishman."
    
    AINSLEY
    "He is an Englishman" is from H.M.S. Pinafore.
    
    TRIBBEY
    It's from Penzance. Don't tell me about Gilbert and Sullivan.
    [beat] It's from Penzance or Iolanthe... one of the ones about duty.
    
    AINSLEY
    They're all about duty. And it's from Pinafore.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Miss Hayes...
    
    AINSLEY
    Is it so hard to believe, in this day and age, that someone would roll up their sleeves, set 
    aside partisanship, and say, "What can I do?"
    
    TRIBBEY
    [smirks] Yes.
    
    There are several seconds of mutual reactions.
    
    TRIBBEY
    I want you to go up to the Hill this afternoon and I want you to talk to the Associate Majority 
    Counsel at Government Affairs.
    
    AINSLEY
    You're sending me to the Associate Counsel 'cause I speak Republican.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Yes. Two staffers in the Communications Office -- Steve Joyce and Mark Brookline...
    
    AINSLEY
    The two you wanted to kill with your cricket bat for screwing up on possession of the 
    Rockland memo.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Yes. [drops a folder on her desk] Read about it, then fix it.
    
    AINSLEY
    [beat] I will... And thank you for asking me.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Yeah. [turns to leave]
    
    AINSLEY
    Mr. Tribbey?
    
    Tribbey turns back.
    
    AINSLEY
    I'd like to do well on this, my first assignment. Any advice you could give me that might point 
    me the way of success would be, by me, appreciated.
    
    TRIBBEY
    [pause] Well, not speaking in iambic pentameter might be a step in the right direction.
    
    AINSLEY
    Yeah.
    
    He turns to leave again.
    
    AINSLEY
    The President's way too moderate for your taste.
    
    TRIBBEY
    [turns back] Excuse me?
    
    AINSLEY
    On affirmative action, capital gains, public schools, free trade... You left a lucrative practice 
    in Chicago and a seven-figure income. [beat] It wasn't out of duty?
    
    He pauses, before leaving.
    
    CUT TO: INT. SAM’S OFFICE - DAY
    Sam finishes off a coffee as Josh stands waiting in the doorway.
    
    JOSH
    And how are they tying the two shooters and the signal guy to the Klan?
    
    SAM
    They're tying them to the Klan, West Virginia White Pride, the Brotherhood of Aryan Nations.
    
    JOSH
    How does that...?
    
    Sam exits the office and they start a walk and talk.
    
    SAM
    The following is in the possession of the F.B.I. A map and the President's itinerary, given to 
    the shooters by the chapter head of White Pride. A videotape of a meeting the shooters attended 
    with the leader railing against interracial couples, specifically citing Charlie and Zoey, using 
    the term "lone wolf" over and over, which is the phrase they use when they want their younger 
    members to take matters into their own hands. A copy of Hunter, by William Pierce, bought at a 
    Klan rally in Blacksburg. In the book, Pierce encourages fellow supremacists to rid the earth of 
    interracial couples by shooting them. This is enough -- more than enough -- to begin deposing 
    witnesses.
    
    Sam and Josh reach LEO'S OFFICE. Leo and Toby are inside.
    
    SAM
    [to Leo] You wanted to see me?
    
    LEO
    Uh, yeah. I just wanted to tell you that Joyce and Brookline are at it again.
    
    SAM
    What'd they do?
    
    LEO
    They told Government Affairs that we never had the Rockland memo.
    
    JOSH
    I think we did have the Rockland memo.
    
    LEO
    We did. Would you talk to the two of them?
    
    SAM
    Yeah... I think I also better talk to someone on Government Affairs.
    
    LEO
    Tribbey already sent Ainsley Hayes.
    
    SAM
    To do what?
    
    LEO
    Talk to the Associate Majority...
    
    SAM
    That's something I couldn't do?
    
    LEO
    He wanted to send a lawyer.
    
    SAM
    I'm a lawyer. Everybody in the room's a lawyer.
    
    LEO
    From the Counsel's Office.
    
    SAM
    Good. And I'll tell everybody else to keep their fingers crossed a story hasn't been leaked we 
    withheld evidence then tried to cover our tracks.
    
    TOBY
    Sam, that's enough.
    
    SAM
    [sighs] Anything else?
    
    LEO
    No.
    
    SAM
    Thank you. [exits]
    
    TOBY
    His point isn't wholly without merit, Leo.
    
    LEO
    [turns to Josh] What do you need?
    
    JOSH
    Sam was talking to me. The Southern Poverty Law Center...
    
    TOBY
    We know.
    
    JOSH
    What do you think?
    
    TOBY
    Well, I'm not wild about it.
    
    JOSH
    Why?
    
    TOBY
    Our people can be deposed too, which leaves them vulnerable to embarrassing questions like, 
    "Have you ever tried cocaine?" They can ask Sam has he ever slept with a prostitute?
    
    JOSH
    Those questions are irrelevant.
    
    LEO
    That's why they'll ask them. If one of our people refuses to answer, it's a story.
    
    TOBY
    So we're not wild about it.
    
    LEO
    That said, say the word, and we'll take a leave of absence and join your legal team.
    
    Josh exits. Toby stands to leave.
    
    TOBY
    "He is an Englishman" is from Pinafore. Tribbey says it's from Penzance, by the way.
    
    LEO
    It's from Pinafore.
    
    TOBY
    He says it's the one about duty.
    
    LEO
    They're all about duty.
    
    TOBY
    I want to be very clear: I could give a damn.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    Toby exits.
    
    CUT TO: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - DAY
    DONNA [VO]
    Okay, quiet kids.
    
    TECHNICIAN [VO]
    Saturday morning radio address, take 21.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    A group of about a dozen children are sitting, watching Bartlet attempt to record his radio 
    address. Watching are Donna and Charlie.
    
    DONNA
    I have a really good feeling about this one, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Is this still my first term?
    
    DONNA
    Yes sir, but I do take your point: we've spent quite a bit of time on this.
    
    BARTLET
    Here we go. 
    
    TECHNICIAN
    In five, four, three, two...
    
    BARTLET
    Good evening.
    
    CHARLIE
    Cut.
    
    BARTLET and DONNA
    What?
    
    CHARLIE
    It's morning.
    
    BARTLET
    It's evening. It's dark outside, Charlie.
    
    CHARLIE
    It's evening now, Mr. President. It's morning tomorrow.
    
    BARTLET
    What time is it?
    
    CHARLIE
    It's 5:45 sir.
    
    Bartlet gets frantic.
    
    DONNA
    Here we go.
    
    TECHNICIAN
    In five...
    
    BARTLET
    Excuse me... No. I can't. I've got to go.
    
    DONNA
    Sir...
    
    BARTLET
    Kids, I am so sorry. I have to go now, to a special meeting... of the government. I will mail 
    you all an autographed copy of the picture we took together. And one day, you will all understand.
    
    Bartlet quickly exits to the PORTICO. Charlie and Donna follow as Bartlet walks out the door.
    
    CHARLIE
    Mr. President...
    
    BARTLET
    Take a break, Charlie.
    
    CHARLIE
    She's not there, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    I'm going to a special meeting...
    
    CHARLIE
    ...of the government. Yes, sir. She had to go to Pennsylvania early.
    
    Bartlet turns around.
    
    CHARLIE
    Would you like to come back inside and take another swing at the radio address?
    
    BARTLET
    Sure. Would you like to get that smile off your face before I send you on special assignment 
    to the Yukon?
    
    CHARLIE
    Yes, sir.
    
    The three reenter THE OVAL OFFICE.
    
    CUT TO: INT. C.J.'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    GENERAL ED BARRIE barges in C.J.’s office past Carol. C.J., who was behind her desk, quickly 
    stands.
    
    CAROL [VO]
    General, I'm sorry, she's--
    
    GENERAL ED BARRIE
    I've ordered many men on assignment, Ms. Cregg. I've sent them to Hue City, Khe Sahn village, 
    Danang...
    
    C.J.
    Sir...
    
    BARRIE
    Don't interrupt me, lady. I've sent them to Grenada, I've sent them to Haiti, and I've sent them 
    to Iraqi-occupied Kuwait. All acts of cowardice?
    
    C.J. has circled him and closed the door.
    
    C.J.
    Sir...
    
    BARRIE
    You think sending my aide here was an act of cowardice? You think I have the time and 
    inclination...
    
    C.J.
    Sir, due respect, that wasn't what I was referring to. I think jumping up and down on the 
    Commander in Chief and then beating a path out of town is an act of cowardice.
    
    BARRIE
    I think alerting the public to staggeringly dangerous vulnerabilities of the current state of 
    the military is an act of conscience.
    
    C.J.
    And I would too, sir, except -- and again, I say this with all due respect...
    
    BARRIE
    Shove your respect! I don't want it!
    
    C.J.
    I say this with all due respect: I think your motives are personal, and I'd like to discuss 
    that, sir.
    
    BARRIE
    Sure! How about we discuss new defense spending being down to three hundred billion from four 
    hundred billion ten years ago. Is that personal?
    
    C.J.
    No, sir, I think that's about the cold war ending ten years ago and America not needing to spend 
    quite so much money defending itself against a country that can't bake bread.
    
    BARRIE
    Kitten... Op-Tempo is up, which is fine, but the problem is Pers-Tempo is up too. Do you know what 
    that is? It's the rate of turnover in individual jobs.
    
    C.J.
    Yes, sir. Pers-Tempo is up because higher paying civilian jobs are luring men and women trained 
    in high tech. We're more than happy to take the rap for a booming economy, sir.
    
    BARRIE
    Two divisions, the 10th Mountain Division at Ft. Drum and the 1st Infantry in Germany, have been 
    rated C4. That's the lowest of four possible readiness grades. It means, "Unfit for service."
    
    C.J.
    No sir. Again, with all respect, I hate to disagree, but it means unfit for service based on the 
    Pentagon's "two war" doctrine. It's based on how fast these divisions would be able to extract 
    themselves from their peacekeeping mission, retrain on home bases, and ship off to a second of 
    two, full-scale Gulf-War-sized conflicts. There are also some both inside and outside the 
    Pentagon who question whether the C4 ratings might not be a political maneuver on the part of 
    the DOD to help Republican allies in Congress secure more defense money. 
    
    BARRIE
    Well, I'll be telling my story to Tim Russert. [turns to the door]
    
    C.J.
    No, I don't think you will, General. 
    
    BARRIE
    [turns back] I'm sorry?
    
    C.J.
    I said, "I don't think you will." [beat] I notice among your many decorations is the Distinguished 
    Combat Service Medal. You're wearing it now, as well as in numerous photographs, including some 
    taken with enlisted men in the field. You won it while on temporary duty with the Navy's U.S.S. 
    Brooke. [beat] The thing is, the Brooke was never fired on, and it never shot its guns. Right now, 
    and in photographs, you're wearing a medal you never won. How does that usually go over with the 
    boys? [long pause]
    
    BARRIE
    He never served in uniform, not once... and he presumes...
    
    C.J.
    Is there anything else, sir?
    
    General Barrie leaves C.J. standing in her office.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT THREE
    * * *
    
    ACT FOUR
    
    FADE IN: INT. THE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT
    Ainsley walks down a hall, into an office. She approaches a woman.
    
    AINSLEY
    Excuse me. I'm looking for Steve Joyce and Mark Brookline?
    
    WOMAN
    Steve, Mark.
    
    AINSLEY
    Thanks.
    
    She approaches two men in the office -- STEVE JOYCE and MARK BROOKLINE.
    
    AINSLEY
    Hi. I'm Ainsley Hayes.
    
    MARK BROOKLINE
    Mark Brookline.
    
    STEVE JOYCE
    Steve Joyce.
    
    AINSLEY
    Is there some place a little more private we can speak?
    
    JOYCE
    What do you think, the Oval Office?
    
    BROOKLINE
    Oval Office works. Or the Cabinet room.
    
    AINSLEY
    Why don't we just step out into the hall?
    
    Ainsley leaves. The men follow her to the HALLWAY.
    
    AINSLEY
    [clears throat] Okay, we'll keep our voices down.
    
    BROOKLINE 
    [mocking whisper] O-kay.
    
    AINSLEY
    Lionel Tribbey asked me to take care of the false testimony you gave to the Governmental Affairs 
    Committee.
    
    BROOKLINE
    False testimony?
    
    AINSLEY
    Regarding the Rockland memo.
    
    BROOKLINE
    Look at your watch, Steve, 17 seconds it took her to call us liars.
    
    AINSLEY
    Fellas... that's not what I was saying. I chose the wrong word and I apologize. Mistaken 
    testimony, you're absolutely right. Anyway, I spoke to the Associate Counsel, and I think we're 
    going to be fine. Two things I wanted to mention--
    
    JOYCE
    Mark--I'm sorry, I have work to do.
    
    BROOKLINE
    Yeah.
    
    AINSLEY
    No, this'll just take a second. First of all, forgive me if I'm repeating somebody else, but I'd 
    be remiss if I didn't make sure you understood that section 194 of the federal code says Congress 
    can turn your testimony over to a US attorney and he'd most likely empanel a grand jury. You don't 
    want any part of that.
    
    BROOKLINE
    Thanks. You know, we both went to high school.
    
    AINSLEY
    Yeah, um, the second thing is this: your attitude during your testimony is being taken by some of 
    the Republican committee members as a sign of disrespect.
    
    JOYCE
    Oh, please--
    
    AINSLEY
    No, hang on a second. This is so easy to fix we are gonna pick up yardage. Write a short note, 
    have it delivered by messenger to the majority counsel, and copy the chairman and the Speaker.
    
    JOYCE
    Your first act on the job is asking us to apologize to the Republicans on the Governmental 
    Affairs Committee--
    
    BROOKLINE
    And the Speaker of the House, Steve.
    
    JOYCE
    --because they didn't like our attitude?
    
    AINSLEY
    Yeah, I know this doesn't look good. But the fact is, it's the smart thing to do, and if you 
    don't do it at my suggestion, I know Lionel Tribbey is going to come down here and you're gonna 
    have to do it at his.
    
    JOYCE
    I have work to do.
    
    BROOKLINE
    Yeah.
    
    They go into their office and close the door, leaving Ainsley in the hall.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE WHITE HOUSE RESIDENCE - NIGHT
    Just outside the President's bedroom, two Secret Service agents stand by the door. Bartlet appears.
    
    AGENT
    Good evening, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Guys, it's very important that nobody tries to kill me in the next hour or so.
    
    AGENT
    Yes sir.
    
    Bartlet enters his BEDROOM and closes the door. Abbey is seated on the couch.
    
    ABBEY
    Where've you been?
    
    BARTLET
    I was on a conference call with Cardinal Law and the Archbishop of Chicago.
    
    ABBEY
    You couldn't get off the phone?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. "Excuse me, Your Eminence, but the First Lady is a little randy, and she says I'm good 
    to go".
    
    ABBEY
    I am a little randy, Jed.
    
    BARTLET
    [sits and takes off his shoes] Good, take your clothes off.
    
    ABBEY
    Wh--whatever happened to romance? A couple of cocktails, Mel Torme--
    
    BARTLET
    Get 'em off.
    
    ABBEY
    Okay, I'm going to the bathroom. Where I am gonna change into a special little garment I think 
    you might enjoy!
    
    BARTLET
    Abbey, you have two minutes, or I swear to God I'm gonna get Mrs. Landingham drunk.
    
    ABBEY
    Loosen your tie. Loosen whatever you'd like.
    
    Abbey goes to the bathroom, as Bartlet goes to fix drinks, loosening his tie on the way.
    
    BARTLET
    What was that thing you were doin'?
    
    ABBEY [OS]
    When?
    
    BARTLET
    Tonight, in Pennsylvania.
    
    ABBEY [OS]
    You know what it was.
    
    BARTLET
    It was a monument dedication, a statue?
    
    ABBEY [OS]
    Yeah!
    
    BARTLET
    Statue to who?
    
    ABBEY [OS]
    Nellie Bly.
    
    BARTLET 
    You went all the way to Cochran's... whatever to dedicate a monument to Nellie Bly? Abbey, you 
    can really pass that kind of thing along.
    
    Abbey reappears, behind him, her shoes being the only thing she took off.
    
    BARTLET [cont.]
    You don't have to accept every invitation from every yahoo historical society that knows someone 
    in the Social Office. If you want, I can have Charlie--
    
    He turns around, drinks in hand.
    
    BARTLET
    You haven't changed into the "special garment".
    
    ABBEY
    Cochran's Mills is where I went.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. You know what I did, just then, that was stupid? [laughs] I minimized the importance of the 
    statue that was dedicated to Nellie Bly, an extraordinary woman to whom we all owe a great deal.
    
    ABBEY
    You don't know who she is, do you?
    
    BARTLET
    This isn't happening to me.
    
    ABBEY
    She pioneered investigative journalism.
    
    BARTLET
    Then she's the one I want to beat the crap out of.
    
    ABBEY
    She risked her life by having herself committed to a mental institution for ten days so she could 
    write about it. She changed entirely the way we treat the mentally ill in this country.
    
    BARTLET
    Yes, Abigail--
    
    She takes a glass from him.
    
    ABBEY 
    In 1890, she traveled around the world in 72 days, 6 hours, 11 minutes and 14 seconds, besting, 
    by more than one week, Jules Verne's 80 days.
    
    BARTLET
    She sounds like an incredible woman, Abbey. I'm particularly impressed that she beat a fictional 
    record. If she goes twenty-one thousand leagues under the sea I'll name a damn school after her. 
    Let's have sex.
    
    ABBEY
    When it comes to historical figures being memorialized in this country, women have been largely 
    overlooked. Nellie Bly is just the tip of the iceberg.
    
    BARTLET
    I couldn't possibly hear about the rest of the iceberg right now.
    
    ABBEY
    Elizabeth Blackwell was the first American woman to be awarded an M.D. She founded the Women's 
    Medical College.
    
    BARTLET
    Keep talking. I'm just gonna sit here and think about plutonium and the things I can do with it.
    
    CUT TO: INT. SAM’S OFFICE - NIGHT
    
    SAM
    Brown v. Invisible Empire Knights of the Ku Klux Klan. The court found for the Southern Christian 
    Leadership Conference and the marchers attacked in Decatur.
    
    JOSH
    Sam...
    
    SAM
    Vietnamese Fisherman's Association v. the Knights of the KKK. A civil action enjoining the Klan 
    from operating the Texas Paramilitary Army, they shut 'em down.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah...
    
    SAM
    Donald v. United Klans of America. They sued on behalf of a black youth who was lynched. The jury 
    returned a seven million dollar verdict and deeded the headquarters to the mother. The court took 
    the bat cave, Josh.
    
    JOSH
    Sam, here's the thing. It's not just--
    
    Sam sees Ainsley walking past the hall.
    
    SAM 
    Hang on a second.
    
    JOSH
    I'm... kinda caught--
    
    SAM
    Hang on a second. 
    
    Sam goes after Ainsley to the HALLWAY.
    
    SAM
    Hey!
    
    He reaches Ainsley as she stops walking.
    
    SAM
    Hey.
    
    AINSLEY
    Hey.
    
    SAM
    Did you talk to Steve Joyce and Mark Brookline?
    
    AINSLEY
    Yes I did.
    
    SAM
    See, I was told you were just going to be working in the Majority Counsel's office, which I wasn't 
    wild about to begin with, but it's my understanding I'd be talking to Brookline and Joyce seeing 
    as how they work for me.
    
    AINSLEY
    I was taking initiative.
    
    SAM
    Well, wasn't that spunky of you.
    
    AINSLEY
    Sam, do you think there's any chance that you could be rude to me tomorrow? Tomorrow is Saturday. 
    I will be here. You can call me and be rude by phone or you can stop by and do it in person. 
    'Cause I think if I have to endure another disappointment today from this place that I have 
    worshipped, I am gonna lose it. So if you could wait until tomorrow, I would appreciate it.
    
    She turns and leaves. Sam stares after her, then goes back to Josh in his office.
    
    SAM 
    [sighs] Anyway... the jury returned a seven million dollar... [beat]
    I'll be back in just a second, okay?
    
    He leaves Josh again.
    
    CUT TO: INT. AINSLEY’S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Ainsley walks down the hall outside her office, Sam follows behind her.
    
    SAM
    Ainsley?
    
    He follows her, pausing at her office threshold.
    
    SAM
    Look... can I talk to you for a minute? All I was really trying to say...
    
    As they enter her office, Sam stops to look with her at a basket of dead flowers on her desk, 
    with a card reading in large letters, "bitch". Ainsley just stares at the flowers.
    
    SAM
    Who did this? Who did this?
    
    AINSLEY 
    I don't know.
    
    SAM
    Yes you do.
    
    AINSLEY 
    [smiles and laughs] Don't worry about it...
    
    SAM
    Who sent you this?
    
    AINSLEY
    Don't worry about it...
    
    SAM
    Ainsley?
    
    AINSLEY
    Sam...
    
    SAM
    How did your meeting end up going with Brookline and Joyce?
    
    AINSLEY
    It went great, Sam. I talked to them for a couple minutes, and I think that...
    
    She stops as Sam turns and storms out of her office.
    
    AINSLEY
    Sam!
    
    CUT TO: INT. BROOKLINE/JOYCE OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    
    BROOKLINE
    Did anybody order a pizza, and if they didn't, could they do it now?
    
    SAM
    [storms in] You know what, guys? When I write something, I sign my name.
    
    Brookline and Joyce just stare at him.
    
    SAM
    Here, I'll show you.
    
    He sweeps the contents of Joyce's desk to the floor.
    
    JOYCE
    Sam!
    
    SAM
    Do you have any idea how big a harassment suit you just exposed us to?
    
    Tribbey quietly walks in.
    
    SAM [cont.]
    She just... She works here. Which is more than I can say for either one of you.
    
    He takes a pen and scribbles on Joyce's desk blotter as they watch. He holds it up: 
    "You're fired--S. Seaborn"
    
    SAM
    You're fired. S. Seaborn.
    
    BROOKLINE
    Sam, I don't know who you think you are around here, but you can't fire us.
    
    TRIBBEY
    Oh... yes. He can. Leave here, and don't ever come back. It's time for both of you to write your 
    book now.
    
    Tribbey leaves. The other three stare at each other. Sam follows Tribbey into the HALLWAY.
    
    SAM
    Lionel?
    
    TRIBBEY
    [turns] What're you lookin' at?
    
    SAM
    I'm--nothing. I'm not-nothing. Except it's from Pinafore.
    
    TRIBBEY
    It's from Penzance.
    
    SAM
    I hate to stick my head in the lion's mouth, but I got to ask you: were you the Recording 
    Secretary of the Princeton Gilbert and Sullivan Society for two years?
    
    TRIBBEY
    No, but then again I'm not a woman, so?
    
    SAM
    I'm just saying...
    
    TRIBBEY
    Little drinks, I'm supposed to be having right now! Umbrellas, sticking out of them!
    [beat] Shish kabob!
    
    Tribbey walks away as Sam watches him go.
    
    CUT TO: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - MORNING
    SATURDAY MORNING
    
    BARTLET [VO]
    Belva Lockwood, for instance, the first woman to practice law: she argued a case in front of 
    the U.S. Supreme Court in 1879, decades before she'd have the right to vote.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Bartlet is in the Oval Office at his desk, speaking into a microphone, giving his radio address.
    
    BARTLET [cont.]
    Ellen Swallow Richards, the first woman to be a professional chemist. Maria Mitchell, who 
    discovered a comet in 1847, and was the first woman admitted to the Academy of Arts and Sciences.
    
    As we pan around the room, we see Abbey watching him speak.
    
    BARTLET [cont.]
    Oh I could go on and on, and on, and on. The fact remains that of all the monuments built with 
    public money, only fifty of them pay tribute to the women who helped build this country, and 
    opened its doors to all our daughters who would follow. In the coming months, I'll try to 
    persuade Congress to rectify that. In the meantime, enjoy your weekend. God bless you, and 
    God bless America.
    
    He removes his glasses.
    
    TECHNICIAN
    We're out.
    
    BARTLET
    Do it live, that's what I always say.
    
    ABBEY
    Very nice, babe.
    
    BARTLET
    By the way, sweet knees, the Statue of Liberty.
    
    ABBEY
    Get upstairs.
    
    BARTLET
    Right there at the front door to the country!
    
    ABBEY
    Get upstairs.
    
    BARTLET
    Like a lawn jockey.
    
    C.J.
    [comes in] Mr. President?
    
    ABBEY
    Ah, C.J., the President's going to take a little personal staff time right now.
    
    BARTLET
    No, it's okay. [stage whispers] I'll be right behind you.
    
    ABBEY
    Special garment...
    
    BARTLET
    Go.
    
    Abbey leaves.
    
    C.J.
    Mr. President...
    
    BARTLET
    Is this about Ed Barrie?
    
    C.J.
    Yes, it is. I wanted to ask if...
    
    BARTLET
    Go ahead and let him out of the box. Say what you want about Barrie, and I could say plenty, 
    but the man was the first one in and the last one out of a war that I didn't want anything to 
    do with. Man's earned the right to say whatever he wants. Let him out of the box, would you?
    
    C.J.
    Yes, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Anything else?
    
    C.J.
    No, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    I'm outta here.
    
    CUT TO: INT. JOSH’S OFFICE - DAY
    Josh and Sam are inside, in casual clothes.
    
    JOSH
    It ties up the staff indefinitely when there are... I mean, there are other things that they 
    should be doing. I appear to be using a high-profile position for my personal agenda--
    
    SAM
    I don't...
    
    JOSH
    --but mostly I just, I just think a lawsuit is... too small. I can't have it be like I... 
    slipped in their driveway. It's different than that to me. I don't want to sue 'em.
    
    SAM
    Okay. What about the insurance company?
    
    JOSH
    Them I'll sue no problem.
    
    The phone rings. Josh answers.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah? We're on our way. [to Sam] She's here. Let’s go.
    
    Josh and Sam both move to leave.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE WHITE HOUSE LOWER LEVELS - DAY
    Ainsley appears at the top of dark hallway to her office.
    
    AINSLEY
    Hello? [beat] Hello?
    
    Ainsely turns on the light, illuminating a SAVOY THEATRE poster. Music suddenly starts from 
    somewhere.
    
    SINGERS [on tape]
    "He is an Englishman!
     He is an Englishman.
     For he himself has said it,
     And it's greatly to his credit"
    
    She walks by an H.M.S. Pinafore poster on stairs.
    
    SINGERS
    "That he is an Englishman
     That he is an Englishman"
    
    She passes a Pirates of Penzance poster in the hallway.
    
    SINGER
    "But, in spite of all temptation
     To belong to other nations"
    
    She passes another poster, opens her office door, and turns on the light. Individual voices 
    join in the singing.
    
    SINGER
    "He remains an Englishman"
    
    AINSLEY'S OFFICE is decorated with posters. Sam, Josh, C.J. and Toby are singing and saluting 
    her with their coffee cups.
    
    SINGER
    "He remains an E-e-englishman!"
    
    Ainsley applauds as music continues.
    
    AINSLEY
    Thank you. 
    
    She shakes hands with Sam, C.J. and Josh in front of her desk, Toby sitting behind it.
    
    SINGERS
    "For in spite of all temptations
     To belong to other nations
     He remains an Englishman
     He remains an E-e-englishman!"
    
    DISSOLVE TO: END TITLES.
    FADE TO BLACK.
    THE END
    * * *
    
    The West Wing and all its characters are properties of Aaron Sorkin, John Wells 
    Production, Warner Brothers Television, and NBC. No copyright infringement is intended.
    
    Episode 2.5 -- “And It’s Surely To Their Credit”
    Original Airdate: November 1, 2000, 9:00 P.M. EST
    
    Transcript By: Nutmeg, Irene,	Alyson, Jeremy, and Claudia
    November 20, 2000
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