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  • Episode 2.7 -- “The Portland Trip”
    The West Wing Scripts/Season 2 2008. 11. 6. 17:04
    THE WEST WING
    "THE PORTLAND TRIP"
    STORY BY: PAUL REDFORD
    TELEPLAY BY: AARON SORKIN
    DIRECTED BY: PARIS BARCLAY
    
    
    TEASER
    
    FADE IN: EXT. ANDREWS AIR FORCE BASE - NIGHT
    Police cars, motorcycles and limousines arrive. Sirens are heard everywhere.
    
    CUT TO: INT. LIMOUSINE - CONTINUOUS
    Bartlet and Charlie are in one of the limos. 
    
    BARTLET 
    He wants to meet with me on the way back? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET 
    On the way back? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET 
    The Assistant Energy Secretary is flying to Portland in the middle of the night so he 
    can meet with me on Air Force One on the way back? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET 
    The day-to-day experience of my life has changed in many ways since taking this job. 
    
    CHARLIE 
    I would imagine, sir. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. PRESS BUS - CONTINUOUS
    At the end of the motorcade, C.J. is sitting in front of the press bus, facing the many 
    reporters who are accompanying Bartlet on the trip. 
    
    C.J. 
    Before we get on the plane, let me give you a couple of additions to the passenger 
    manifest. Gerald Wegland, the Assistant Energy Secretary, is now on the flight, as 
    well as Mr. Latham, the head of The White House Military Office, or WHAMO, as we have 
    apparently taken - over my strong objection - to calling it. [Reporters giggle.] 
    Also, on this evening's trip are Deputy Communications Director Sam Seaborn and, 
    well, me. 
    
    DANNY 
    I thought you weren't going on the trip. 
    
    C.J. 
    I am now going on the trip. 
    
    DANNY 
    Are you being punished? 
    
    C.J. 
    I'm not being punished, I'm going on the trip. 
    
    DANNY 
    If the whole bus goes off the record, will you tell us why you're going on the trip? 
    
    C.J. 
    [watches everyone carefully] I made fun of Notre Dame. 
    
    REPORTERS 
    Oh! Aww! Man! No! 
    
    C.J. 
    I usually get away with it! 
    
    KATIE 
    They're playing Michigan tomorrow. 
    
    C.J. 
    I know that now. 
    
    DANNY 
    You can't bring that stuff when they're playing Michigan. 
    
    C.J. 
    Well, I'll have a lot of time to think about that on the midnight ride to Portland, 
    Danny. The wheels-up is 905. We'll touch down in Portland a little before midnight 
    local time. 
    
    CUT TO: EXT. ANDREWS AIR FORCE BASE - NIGHT
    Leo approaches Bartlet's limo. Engines roar nearby. 
    
    LEO 
    Mr. President? 
    
    BARTLET 
    How're you doing? 
    
    LEO 
    I just got off with Bruno and Hess. 
    
    BARTLET 
    I'm sorry? 
    
    LEO 
    I said I just got off with Bruno and Hess. 
    
    BARTLET 
    You didn't say 'Michigan sucks'? 
    
    LEO 
    No, sir. 
    
    BARTLET 
    I thought you said 'Michigan sucks.' 
    
    LEO 
    No, sir. We're standing pretty close to the engines so it may have sounded like I said, 
    'Notre Dame is gonna get the ass-kicking they so richly deserve.' Bruno and Hess? 
    
    BARTLET 
    Yeah. 
    
    LEO 
    We stopped the tanker in the Gulf. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Whose? 
    
    LEO 
    It's Cyprus-flagged but they tracked them coming out of Qais. 
    
    BARTLET 
    You think they've got oil? 
    
    LEO 
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET 
    We gonna board them? 
    
    LEO 
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Anything else I should know? 
    
    LEO 
    No, sir. 
    
    BARTLET 
    I'll see you tomorrow night. 
    
    LEO 
    Have a good flight, Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Thank you! 
    
    C.J. approaches from the side, Leo waves to her and leaves.
    
    BARTLET
    Hey, C.J.! 
    
    C.J. 
    Good evening, Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET 
    I think it's great you decided to make the trip. 
    
    C.J. 
    I believe I was ordered to, Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Yes. I remember now. You made one of your funny, funny jokes. 
    
    C.J. 
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Put it on. 
    
    C.J. 
    Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Put it on. 
    
    C.J. 
    Sir, I'm wearing Max Mara. It's going to break up the... 
    
    BARTLET 
    Put it on! 
    
    C.J. puts on the Notre Dame cap and grins at the officer in front of the plane door. 
    
    C.J. 
    Please let nobody see me like this. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Hey, photo op. 
    
    C.J. 
    Oh good god. 
    
    They turn to the people below the plane and wave. Bartlet - enthusiastically, 
    C.J. - barely. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Let's hit the sky! 
    
    SMASH CUT TO: MAIN TITLES.
    END TEASER
    * * *
    
    ACT ONE
    
    FADE IN: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT
    
    CUT TO: INT. JOSH'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Josh is sitting at his desk. 
    
    JOSH
    Did he look tired? 
    
    CUT TO: INT. LIMOUSINE - CONTINUOUS
    Leo is sitting inside. He is on the phone in the car.
    
    LEO 
    No, he looked fine. 
    
    JOSH 
    You told him about the tanker? 
    
    LEO 
    Yeah. I wish he'd cancel the event, it's a long flight. 
    
    JOSH 
    He likes long flights, he gets to talk to everybody and think out loud. 
    
    LEO 
    Yeah, but then he lands. 
    
    JOSH 
    Yeah, so... well, then he lands. [beat] Anyway, I'm going to meet with Matt Skinner. 
    
    LEO 
    Tonight? 
    
    JOSH 
    Yeah. 
    
    LEO 
    He's gonna say the language in the bill doesn't prohibit. 
    
    JOSH 
    Yeah, but it creates a Federal Definition. 
    
    During this conversation, Donna, wearing a stunning red dress, comes in, turns off 
    Josh's PC and laptop, picks up his feet to collect papers from his desk and flicks 
    off the table lamp. 
    
    LEO 
    Still, at the State level... 
    
    JOSH 
    Yeah. Are you sticking around tonight? 
    
    LEO 
    The President's going to have to make a decision from the plane. 
    
    JOSH 
    Okay. I have to go. Donna is about to cease the phone. 
    
    LEO 
    All right. 
    
    JOSH 
    Leo. He likes long plane rides. 
    
    LEO 
    Yeah. Josh hangs up the phone. 
    
    JOSH 
    Can I have the electricity back on? 
    
    DONNA 
    No. 
    
    She walks out of the office to JOSH'S BULLPEN AREA. Josh follows.
    
    JOSH 
    Why not? 
    
    DONNA 
    It's time to go. 
    
    JOSH 
    Not for me. Matt Skinner's coming down from the Hill. 
    
    DONNA 
    [turns to Josh] When did this happen? 
    
    JOSH 
    Two minutes ago. Did you have plans? 
    
    DONNA 
    Did I have plans! 
    
    JOSH 
    Did you? 
    
    DONNA 
    Look at me! 
    
    Josh looks.
    
    JOSH 
    Hey, you look GOOD! 
    
    DONNA 
    Yes, I do! 
    
    She walks away. Josh follows again.
    
    JOSH 
    You weren't wearing that during the day today. 
    
    DONNA 
    Pity the girl who tries to get something past you, Josh. 
    
    JOSH 
    Did you steal that dress? 
    
    DONNA 
    I bought this dress. 
    
    JOSH 
    But you're returning it tomorrow. 
    
    DONNA 
    Yes, I am. 
    
    JOSH 
    That's stealing! 
    
    DONNA 
    I'm giving it back. 
    
    JOSH 
    After wearing it once. 
    
    DONNA 
    There's a word for this. 
    
    JOSH 
    It's "stealing"! 
    
    DONNA 
    [puts on her coat] I'm a girl on a budget, Josh. I'm being thrifty. 
    
    JOSH 
    And felonious. What are your plans? 
    
    DONNA 
    Look... 
    
    JOSH 
    What are your plans? 
    
    DONNA 
    We're having drinks, we're having dinner, we are going dancing, we are having dessert. 
    
    JOSH 
    No problem. You can do all those things except for the drinks, the dancing, and the 
    dessert. 
    
    DONNA 
    Josh... 
    
    JOSH 
    I need you to be done with dinner in an hour and five minutes. 
    
    DONNA 
    [shows him her dress again] Do you see what I'm wearing? 
    
    JOSH 
    If you wanna have sex, you'd better do it during dinner. 
    
    DONNA 
    [walks closer to him] This is the guy, Josh. This is a great guy. His name is Todd. 
    
    JOSH 
    [smiling goofily] You met him for five minutes at a party. 
    
    DONNA 
    I got the good vibe. 
    
    JOSH 
    Okay. [turns back to his office] 
    
    DONNA 
    I have an excellent sense about these things! 
    
    JOSH 
    [turns back, yelling] Actually, you have NO sense about these things! You have no vibe, 
    you have terrible taste in men, and your desire to be coupled up will always and forever 
    drown out any small sense of self or self-worth that you may have. 
    
    DONNA 
    [as her smile fades and about to cry] You're a downer, you know that? I'm calling you 
    Deputy Downer from now on! 
    
    She leaves the bullpen. Josh watches her go. Then walks to his office. 
    
    JOSH 
    Be back by the time I'm done with Skinner! 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, STAFF CABIN - NIGHT
    Sam is sitting in a chair, looking nowhere. He's holding his speech carelessly in 
    his hand. 
    
    PILOT [via P.A.]
    Good evening, ladies and gentlemen from the flight deck. We're just passing through 
    20,000 feet en route to our cruising altitude of 38,000 feet. Our flight plan this 
    evening will take us over Pittsburgh and Cleveland, passing 190 miles south of the 
    University of Notre Dame, then over Radic City, South Dakota; Casper, Wyoming, to... 
    
    During the announcement, Sam jumps suddenly, and walks into a CABIN where Toby is 
    sitting in an armchair. 
    
    SAM 
    Toby? 
    
    TOBY 
    Let me see it. 
    
    SAM 
    Could I talk to you a second? 
    
    TOBY 
    Is it done? 
    
    SAM 
    It... it's not... it's not good. It's not going well. 
    
    TOBY 
    We've had meetings... 
    
    SAM 
    Yeah, Toby... 
    
    TOBY 
    For the past three weeks! 
    
    SAM 
    I'm not confused about policy. 
    
    TOBY 
    What's the problem? 
    
    SAM 
    I'm not writing well. I'm just... I'd rather not distribute this to the pool yet. 
    
    The steward walks into the cabin. 
    
    STEWARD 
    Mr. Ziegler, Mr. Seaborn, do you know what you'd like for dinner? 
    
    TOBY
    [gets up] We'll be eating in the conference room. I'll have a club sandwich, Jack Daniels 
    and ice. 
    
    STEWARD 
    Mr. Seaborn? 
    
    SAM 
    Nothing for me. 
    
    TOBY 
    You have to have something. 
    
    SAM 
    I'm fine. [He looks horrible.]
    
    TOBY 
    [to the steward] Bring him a club sandwich. 
    
    STEWARD 
    Yes, sir.
    
    They walk out of the room. C.J. is coming down the stairs to meet them. 
    
    TOBY 
    Nice hat. 
    
    C.J. 
    Shut up! 
    
    TOBY
    [beat] Sam and I are going to work for a little bit, you'll have draft copies to 
    distribute to the press in about three hours. 
    
    C.J. 
    It was already distributed. 
    
    SAM 
    W-what do you mean? 
    
    C.J. 
    It was already distributed. 
    
    SAM 
    You have to get it back! 
    
    C.J. 
    I can't get it back. 
    
    SAM 
    C.J.... 
    
    C.J. 
    They know you're polishing it... 
    
    SAM 
    I'm doing more than polishing it, C.J., you've got to get it back! 
    
    C.J. 
    I'll tell them there's a new draft and then you should... 
    
    SAM 
    You've got to get the old draft back! 
    
    C.J. 
    They're not going to read it! 
    
    SAM 
    They might. 
    
    C.J. 
    So what? 
    
    SAM 
    It's very bad writing and it's got my fingerprints all over it! 
    
    C.J. 
    [laughs] Sam! 
    
    TOBY 
    C.J., try to get it back. [walks past them, to Sam] C'mon. 
    
    STEWARD
    Ms. Cregg, do you know what you'd like for dinner? 
    
    SAM 
    [pops up on extreme right, whispers] Try to get it back? 
    
    C.J. 
    Uh... yeah. 
    
    STEWARD 
    Ms. Cregg, you know what you'd like for dinner? 
    
    C.J. 
    [walking] We've got pasta... salad? 
    
    STEWARD 
    It's good. 
    
    C.J. 
    I'll take it. 
    
    Bartlet and Charlie approach C.J. 
    
    BARTLET 
    C.J.! 
    
    C.J. 
    Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET 
    What does the island of Qais mean to you? 
    
    C.J. 
    [rolls her eyes, walks by him] I know it's known as a rendezvous point for Iraqi oil 
    smugglers. 
    
    BARTLET 
    About two hours ago we stopped a Cyprus-flagged ship called "The Nicosia." We believe 
    it to be carrying petroleum products out of Iraq, in violation of UN sanctions. 
    
    C.J. 
    What do we do when that happens? 
    
    BARTLET 
    We board the stip, we test a sample of the oil, we determine its point of origin and 
    if it's black-market, the oil company gets fined. 
    
    C.J. 
    Don't they also get to sell the oil? 
    
    BARTLET 
    Yes. 
    
    C.J. 
    Doesn't the profit of the sale exceed the fine? 
    
    BARTLET 
    It dramatically exceeds the fine! So what do you think we should do? 
    
    C.J. 
    If you're going to have sanctions, have sanctions. There should be genuine disincentive. 
    
    BARTLET 
    I agree. Charlie? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    [hands C.J. some papers] Here you go. 
    
    C.J. 
    What's this? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    The lyrics to the Notre Dame fight song. 
    
    BARTLET 
    It would please me if you would lead the press in a rendition as we pass over South Bend. 
    
    C.J. 
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET 
    All five verses, please. 
    
    C.J. 
    [clutches her fists] Go Irish! 
    
    BARTLET 
    You bet your ass! 
    
    Bartlet and Charlie walk away as C.J. stands still with her fist still clutched.
    
    CUT TO: INT. WHITE HOUSE MESS - NIGHT
    Ainsley, with a fan in her hand, walks into the cafeteria. 
    
    WAITER 
    Yes, ma'am? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Yes, could I have a chocolate chip muffin, a can of Fresca and a bag of ice, please? 
    
    WAITER 
    We don't have Fresca. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Really? 
    
    WAITER 
    No, ma'am. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    You should really have Fresca. 
    
    WAITER 
    Yes, ma'am. 
    
    LEO 
    [comes up to Ainsley] Ainsley! 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Good evening, Leo! 
    
    LEO 
    What's with the fan? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    I just went and got it from my apartment. [picks up food and they walk to exit] 
    
    LEO 
    It's seventeen degrees outside. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Then I should move my desk outside, because it's a hundred and three in my office. 
    
    LEO 
    The heat's not working? 
    
    AINSLEY
    No, the heat's working great, I can vouch for that personally. 
    
    LEO 
    Okay. 
    
    They walk in different directions.
    
    AINSLEY 
    You should really have Fresca in the building! 
    
    LEO [OS] 
    I'll get right on that! 
    
    CUT TO: INT. JOSH'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Congressman Matt Skinner knocks on his office door. He is a short, neatly-dressed good 
    looking man in his thirties. 
    
    JOSH 
    Hey, Matt. 
    
    SKINNER 
    You let Donna out? [They shake hands.] 
    
    JOSH 
    Temporarily. She's having dinner. 
    
    SKINNER 
    Oh, with who? 
    
    JOSH 
    I guy she has no future with. 
    
    SKINNER 
    Why no future? 
    
    JOSH 
    Because I say so. You want some coffee or something? 
    
    SKINNER 
    Uh... you got a beer? 
    
    JOSH 
    Yeah. [gets two bottles from the refrigerator] It's too bad this is going to be rushed. 
    
    SKINNER 
    Sorry? 
    
    JOSH 
    It's too bad we're talking about this for the first time right now. 
    
    SKINNER 
    I would have thought that was by design. 
    
    JOSH 
    Really? 
    
    SKINNER 
    Ten days are up tomorrow. 
    
    JOSH 
    We know. 
    
    SKINNER 
    We know you know. [Josh and Skinner sit down.] Josh, the language doesn't prohibit 
    same-sex marriage. 
    
    JOSH 
    Of course it does. 
    
    SKINNER 
    It ensures that, for the purposes of Federal programs... 
    
    JOSH 
    That government will define marriage as a union between a man and a woman. 
    
    SKINNER 
    That's right, while doing nothing to prohibit gay marriage on a state level. 
    
    JOSH 
    While doing nothing to prohibit it? 
    
    SKINNER 
    If you look at the language... 
    
    JOSH 
    Matt. 
    
    SKINNER 
    Yeah? 
    
    JOSH 
    When this bill was being discussed on the floor, there were some very ugly things said 
    about homosexuals. 
    
    SKINNER 
    Yes. 
    
    JOSH 
    They were said by members of your own party. In fact, they were said by one of the guys 
    who escorted you here tonight, who's sitting out in the lobby. 
    
    SKINNER 
    Yes, they were. 
    
    JOSH 
    You support this bill? 
    
    SKINNER 
    Yes, I do. 
    
    JOSH 
    Congressman... you're gay! 
    
    SKINNER 
    Yes, I am. 
    
    They look at each other, and Skinner smiles.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE SITUATION ROOM - NIGHT
    Leo enters as a Navy officer MARK CHASE is waiting for him. 
    
    LEO 
    What's going on, Mark? 
    
    MARK CHASE
    The Sudanese captain of the tanker refused to let the Navy personnel on board. 
    
    LEO 
    Oh, man. 
    
    MARK 
    CH-47 Seahawk helicopter was dispatched from the destroyer 'USS Monterey.' The copter 
    tried to land, but seamen obstructed the deck with freight. 
    
    LEO 
    What else did they obstruct the deck with? 
    
    MARK 
    They fired warning shots. 
    
    LEO 
    From what? 
    
    MARK 
    Russian-made Kalashnikovs. 
    
    LEO 
    AK-47s. 
    
    MARK 
    Yes, at which point the Seahawk retreated to its carrier group. 
    
    LEO 
    Where are we now? 
    
    MARK 
    Central Command's going to have two F-18s buzz the ship, fire warning shots over the bow. 
    
    LEO 
    There's no way this ends well. In fact, its' already over.
    
    MARK 
    It's not over yet. 
    
    LEO 
    Trust me. I'll call the President. [walks out] 
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT ONE
    * * *
    
    ACT TWO
    
    FADE IN: INT. LEO'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Margaret enters Leo's office, stands by his desk, and looks at him. 
    
    LEO
    Yeah? 
    
    MARGARET
    You have a phone call. 
    
    LEO
    From whom? 
    
    MARGARET
    Can I just say that all I meant before was that if I was married and got divorced and 
    my divorce papers came and I was an alcoholic, I would want to be...
    
    LEO
    Who's on the phone? 
    
    MARGARET
    The President. 
    
    LEO 
    [gives her a glare, picking up phone quickly] Yes, sir? 
    
    BARTLET [VO]
    What's our goal? 
    
    LEO
    I'm sorry, sir? 
    
    BARTLET
    What are we trying to do? 
    
    LEO
    We're trying to seize the ship and escort it to Bahrain. 
    
    BARTLET
    All right. The F-18 pilots? 
    
    LEO
    They fire warning shots, maybe take out the propeller... 
    
    BARTLET
    Leo, just so they know--it's a tanker full of crude oil. If they miss the propeller and 
    hit something else--- 
    
    LEO
    They know. Excuse me, Mr. President. [whispering to Margaret] Would you stop looking at 
    me like that? 
    
    Margaret turns and leaves quickly. 
    
    BARTLET
    What was that? 
    
    LEO
    Margaret was giving me a look. 
    
    BARTLET
    Why? 
    
    LEO
    My divorce papers came today. She thinks I'm going to drink 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, THE PRESIDENT'S CABIN - CONTINUOUS
    Bartlet is in his cabin, talking on the phone.
    
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    BARTLET
    I didn't know that. 
    
    LEO
    Don't worry about it, Mr. President. I'll keep you posted. 
    
    BARTLET
    Okay. Why don't I have a final draft of tomorrow morning's...? 
    
    LEO
    Toby and Sam are working on it. 
    
    BARTLET
    What's wrong with it? 
    
    LEO
    Sam doesn't like the writing. 
    
    BARTLET
    Sam wrote it. 
    
    LEO
    He's taking another swing. 
    
    BARTLET
    All right. [hangs up] 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, STAFF CABIN - NIGHT
    Sam and are Toby working on the speech.
    
    TOBY
    Read it to me. 
    
    SAM
    [reading] 'I'm calling on all Americans, young and old, Democrat and Republican, 
    or none of the above, to make education a national priority.' 
    
    TOBY
    Okay. 
    
    SAM
    [sighing] "None of the above." It's a pedestrian phrase and has no place. [crosses it out] 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. 
    
    SAM
    Also when was education not a national priority before? 
    
    TOBY 
    Right. [clearing throat] It's an easy fix. All we need to do is...
    
    SAM
    No. 
    
    TOBY
    No what? 
    
    SAM
    No, it's not an easy fix. 
    
    TOBY
    Sam? 
    
    SAM
    This should...
    
    TOBY
    Yeah? 
    
    SAM
    Oratory should raise your heart rate. Oratory should blow the doors off the place. We 
    should be talking about not being satisfied with past solutions, we should be talking 
    about a permanent revolution. 
    
    TOBY 
    [pausing and thinking] Where have I heard that? 
    
    SAM
    Permanent revolution? 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. 
    
    SAM 
    [darkly] I got it from a book. 
    
    TOBY
    What book? 
    
    SAM
    The Little Red Book. 
    
    TOBY
    You think we should quote Mao Tse-tung? 
    
    SAM
    We do need a permanent revolution. 
    
    TOBY
    Still, I think we'll stay away from quoting Communists. 
    
    SAM
    You think a Communist never wrote an elegant phrase? 
    
    TOBY
    Sam... 
    
    SAM
    How do you think they got every to be Communist? 
    
    TOBY
    [sighing] Let's take a walk. 
    
    SAM
    Toby, you're the one for the last six months who's been saying we need a radical 
    approach...
    
    TOBY 
    [raising his voice] Yes, yes I have, and I got shouted down in every meeting! I'd love 
    to write a speech about a radical new approach to education, but we don't have one! So 
    unless we can come up with an idea and implement it before land in Portland, I'd prefer 
    not to paint a picture in the interest of great oratory. [sighs] Let's take a walk. 
    
    SAM
    Can't great oratory inspire an idea that can be implemented? 
    
    TOBY
    We had six months. We're not doing it half-assed, we're not doing it tonight. Let's go. 
    
    SAM
    Where? 
    
    TOBY
    Up and down the plane, get the blood flowing. 
    
    SAM
    Mao knew how to get the blood flowing. 
    
    TOBY
    Let's go. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT
    Donna enters the West Wing. Leo joins her, walking. 
    
    LEO
    Hey, Donna. 
    
    DONNA
    Good evening. 
    
    LEO
    That's a nice dress. 
    
    DONNA
    Thank you, sir. 
    
    LEO
    You weren't wearing that dress earlier today, were you? 
    
    DONNA
    You guys are sharp as tacks, you know that? 
    
    LEO
    Did you have a date? 
    
    DONNA
    Yeah. 
    
    LEO
    With who? 
    
    DONNA
    It doesn't matter. 
    
    LEO
    Where'd ya eat? 
    
    DONNA
    Phoebe's. 
    
    LEO
    Ah, good. You know what you get there? Tell Dario, the chef, that you work for me and 
    that you want flash-seared escolar with foie gras butter and a fresh juniper berry 
    gravlax on a bed of shaved fennel. You have a nice '87 Petrus with that. [beat] 
    What did you have? 
    
    DONNA
    Two whiskey sours and a bowl of soup. 
    
    LEO
    Ah, okay. 
    
    DONNA
    I should tell Josh I'm back. 
    
    LEO
    He's in the mess. 
    
    DONNA
    Thanks. Hey, Leo. I hope you don't mind. [clears throat] Margaret mentioned that your 
    divorce...
    
    LEO
    Oh, come on. 
    
    DONNA
    She mentioned the papers came today...
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    DONNA
    And she was worried that maybe...
    
    LEO
    Margaret worries if the sun is gonna rise. Go check in with Josh. 
    
    DONNA
    Okay. He's in the mess? 
    
    LEO
    Yeah. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. WHITE HOUSE MESS - NIGHT
    Josh and Matt are in the mess, talking over a few beers. 
    
    SKINNER
    It passed. 
    
    JOSH
    I know. 
    
    SKINNER
    It passed the Senate...
    
    JOSH
    I know, man. 
    
    SKINNER
    With 85 votes. 29 Democrats voted for it. It passed the House with 342 votes. Our polling 
    numbers are the same as yours. 60% of Americans oppose legally sanctioned gay marriage. 
    The people want the bill. Congress wants the bill. The President needs to sign the bill. 
    
    JOSH
    Public opinion can be wrong, Matt. The public opposed interracial marriage and school 
    integration. You want me to reach back into the nostalgia file? 
    
    SKINNER
    That's entirely different. 
    
    JOSH
    [exasperated] How's it different? 
    
    SKINNER
    The government has a responsibility to protect the rights of minorities, but it can't 
    impose the minority's values on the majority. 
    
    JOSH
    Freedom of choice isn't a minority value just because the majority doesn't agree with 
    the minority's choice. 
    
    DONNA
    [enters] Excuse me. 
    
    JOSH
    Hey. 
    
    DONNA
    I'm back. 
    
    SKINNER
    Hey, Donna. 
    
    DONNA
    Hey, Congressman. 
    
    SKINNER
    How was your date? 
    
    DONNA
    Uh, it was good. Josh, I'll be around. 
    
    JOSH
    Thanks. 
    
    Donna exits, Matt and Josh watch her leave. 
    
    SKINNER
    Josh, all the Marriage Recognition Act does is ensure that a radical social agenda isn't 
    thrust upon an entire country that isn't ready for it yet. 
    
    JOSH
    32 States have passed laws banning same-sex marriage. The States are doing a fine job 
    protecting themselves from a radical social agenda without a federal shield. 
    
    SKINNER
    Josh...
    
    JOSH
    I like you guys who want to reduce the size of government and make it just small enough 
    so it can fit in our bedrooms! 
    
    SKINNER
    When do you have to call the President? 
    
    JOSH
    [glancing at his watch] I got time. 
    
    SKINNER
    [loosening his tie] Let's have another beer. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, PRESS AREA - NIGHT
    C.J. taps Carol on the shoulder, adjusts her Notre Dame cap, and enters the press seating. 
    
    C.J.
    How's everybody doing? 
    
    STEVE
    C.J., why'd the flight take off so late? 
    
    C.J.
    We took off on time. 
    
    STEVE
    No, I mean why was it scheduled late? I'm doing a side-bar. 
    
    C.J.
    I'm not sure. The President had a budget meeting earlier, maybe they were expecting it 
    to run long, I'll find out. Listen, I'd like you to give me back the draft copies of the 
    morning education speech. We're going to replace them. 
    
    REPORTER
    Why the change? 
    
    C.J.
    Toby and Sam are doing some work. 
    
    STEVE
    Is there a policy shift? 
    
    C.J..
    No. 
    
    STEVE
    A new program? 
    
    C.J.
    They're just polishing the language. 
    
    STEVE
    Well, C.J., if there's a policy shift or a new program, it'd help to have the old text 
    to compare it with...
    
    C.J.
    There isn't a policy shift, there isn't a new program, this is Sam being Sam. 
    
    Charlie enters and gets C.J.'s attention. 
    
    REPORTER
    Has political pressure from the NEA forced changes in the...
    
    C.J.
    Nothing's forced changes in the speech, there are no policy shifts and no new 
    initiatives, I guarantee you. Carol? 
    
    CAROL
    Yeah. 
    
    C.J.
    [leaving with Charlie] Excuse me. 
    
    CAROL
    Guys, they're in your press packets, if you could just hand them forward... 
    
    CHARLIE
    He wanted me to tell you that we're approaching South Bend and that he likes to hear 
    the song at a brisk and steady tempo. 
    
    C.J.
    [staring at Charlie] Oh, kill me now! 
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Margaret enters. Leo is reading.
    
    MARGARET
    Leo. 
    
    LEO 
    [motions her to wait a second] Yeah? 
    
    MARGARET
    Colonel Chase. 
    
    LEO 
    [as Mark enters] Mark, tell me we didn't hit anything. 
    
    MARK
    No, F-18s fired over the bow and the tanker stopped. 
    
    LEO
    We boarded? 
    
    MARK
    Yeah, but the crew threw the log and the registry overboard. 
    
    LEO
    Mark! 
    
    MARK
    Also the ship's manifest. 
    
    LEO
    How do these people think this is going to end? What is their best-case scenario? 
    
    MARK
    I just go where you point me. I'm going to have to brief Fitzwallace now. 
    
    LEO
    Yeah, thanks, Mark. 
    
    Mark exits. 
    
    LEO
    Margaret! 
    
    MARGARET 
    [entering] Yeah? 
    
    LEO
    Can you get me Secretaries Hutchinson and Berryhill? 
    
    MARGARET
    Yeah. 
    
    LEO
    And I need Air Force One the next free minute he's got, okay? 
    
    MARGARET
    Yeah. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, THE PRESIDENT'S CABIN - NIGHT
    The President is with two advisors, Steve Adamley and Mike. 
    
    STEVE
    That's usually pretty hard to get through Congress. 
    
    BARTLET
    Why? 
    
    STEVE
    Subway money. 
    
    BARTLET
    It's a northeastern thing? 
    
    STEVE
    Once you get south of DC or west of Chicago, there aren't any subways, and the ones 
    they've got, nobody's using. 
    
    BARTLET
    What about Miami and San Francisco? 
    
    Someone knocks.
    
    BARTLET
    Come in! 
    
    STEVE
    L.A., Miami, San Francisco, maybe someday, but nobody's using them now. 
    
    C.J. enters. Mike stares at her hat. She stares back. He smiles just a little. 
    
    BARTLET
    So pavement's going to win this battle? 
    
    ADVISOR [VO]
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    Okay, thanks, Steve. 
    
    They all rise as the advisors exit. 
    
    STEVE
    Thank you, Mr. President. 
    
    MIKE
    Thank you. 
    
    BARTLET
    Thank you, Mike. 
    
    STEVE 
    [to C.J.] Nice hat. 
    
    C.J.
    Thank you. 
    
    BARTLET 
    [putting on jacket] Ernesto Perez Balladares, former President of Panama. You know where 
    he went to school? Notre Dame. 
    
    C.J.
    Yes, sir, also Joe Garagiola. 
    
    BARTLET
    Was that a crack? 
    
    C.J.
    No, sir. I understand you'd like to hear the song now? 
    
    BARTLET 
    [as he and C.J. walk out] Yeah, but we gotta do it later. The Tokyo Exchange just opened 
    and I'm gonna gauge the impact on Pacific Rim Banking Reforms. A subject economics 
    scholars could take years on, I will take 20 minutes. 
    
    C.J.
    Speaking of which, Mr. President, I was asked about the late departure tonight. 
    
    BARTLET
    I thought we left on time. 
    
    C.J.
    The late scheduled departure. 
    
    BARTLET
    You don't like late flights? 
    
    C.J.
    No, I was just repeating- 
    
    Bartlet and C.J. enter another cabin. Sam and Toby are seated.
    
    BARTLET 
    A long flight across the night? You know why late flights are good? Because we cease to 
    be earthbound and burdened with practicality. Ask the impertinent question. Talk about 
    the idea nobody has thought about yet. [pointing to Sam] Put it a different way. 
    
    SAM
    Be poets. 
    
    BARTLET
    If you absolutely must. 
    
    SAM
    Tell Toby. 
    
    TOBY
    Sam...
    
    SAM
    He doesn't want to use the phrase "permanent revolution." 
    
    BARTLET
    In education? 
    
    SAM
    Yes. 
    
    TOBY
    Mr. President...
    
    BARTLET
    Mao took a lot of long plane flights, Toby. Look out your window. Is there anything more 
    romantic than that? [pointing out cabin window] 
    
    C.J.
    And that's why we left at 905? 
    
    BARTLET
    No, we left at 905 because they thought my budget meeting might run over. But wouldn't 
    that have been great if that was the reason? 
    
    SAM
    [looking up] Yes. 
    
    BARTLET
    [to Toby] You don't like "permanent revolution"? 
    
    A phone rings in background. 
    
    TOBY
    It's a nifty phrase, but I think if we call for a permanent revolution, people 
    are, you know, gonna expect one. 
    
    CHARLIE 
    [holding phone] Mr. President? 
    
    BARTLET
    We're flying, Toby. Live a little. [standing and walking to Charlie] Yeah? 
    
    CHARLIE
    Mr. McGarry. 
    
    BARTLET
    Oh, Leo, just take the damn boat... 
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT TWO
    * * *
    
    ACT THREE
    
    FADE IN: INT. AINSLEY'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Ainsley is sitting at her desk with a fan blowing. Someone knocks on the door.
    
    DONNA 
    Hello? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Is that C.J.? 
    
    DONNA 
    [opening door] No, it's Donna Moss. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Hi. 
    
    DONNA 
    [looks around the office] What happened? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    I cant't turn the heat down. 
    
    DONNA 
    Did you try? 
    
    AINSLEY
    No. I just looked at the thermostat and got frustrated. 
    
    DONNA 
    [in disbelief] Really. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Of course, I tried! I could grow papayas in here. 
    
    DONNA 
    It's a nice office. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    It's the steam pipe distribution venue. 
    
    DONNA 
    It's got character. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    I think I'm losing weight. 
    
    DONNA 
    Wanna come work upstairs in the bullpen? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    I need to concentrate. 
    
    DONNA 
    Nobody's here. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    No, I'm fine. 
    
    DONNA 
    Okay. I just came down to say hi. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    And I'd talk but I just... I need to get this done. 
    
    DONNA 
    I'll leave you alone. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Thanks. 
    
    DONNA 
    What are you working on? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    I'm making notes for Josh. 
    
    DONNA 
    Ah. [sits down] 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Yeah. 
    
    DONNA 
    Interesting. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Yeah. 
    
    DONNA 
    The Constitutional questions involved. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Yeah. 
    
    DONNA 
    Full faith and credit. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    [looks up from her computer] Right. 
    
    DONNA 
    [pauses] Do you and I look alike? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    I'm sorry? 
    
    DONNA 
    Do we look alike? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    No. 
    
    DONNA 
    That's what I thought. I didn't think we looked alike. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Yeah. 
    
    DONNA 
    Have you ever thought about dying your hair red? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    No. 
    
    DONNA 
    You should. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    Why? 
    
    DONNA 
    It'd look good. 
    
    AINSLEY 
    We don't look alike. 
    
    DONNA 
    No, and I tell people that. [pause] I'm going to work upstairs. [stands] 
    
    AINSLEY 
    I'll see you tomorrow. 
    
    DONNA 
    I think it's because of the alabaster skin and the farm girl looks that... 
    
    AINSLEY 
    You're wigging out, Donna. 
    
    DONNA 
    Yes. Are you sure you don't want to work upstairs? 
    
    AINSLEY 
    No. It may be hot down here but at least it's quiet. 
    
    The pipes make a loud banging sound, startling Ainsley.
    
    AINSLEY
    Okay. 
    
    She shuts her computer notebook and stands.
    
    AINSLEY
    Boy, I could use a Fresca. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. JOSH'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Josh and Skinner are talking. 
    
    JOSH 
    You're going to quote the bible to me? 
    
    SKINNER 
    I didn't... 
    
    JOSH 
    Really? 
    
    SKINNER 
    My point was hat the founders based the country on Judeo-Christian morality... 
    
    JOSH 
    [pacing] Matt... 
    
    SKINNER 
    ...and that the biblical concept of marriage maybe can't be separated from the law quite 
    as easily as you'd like. 
    
    JOSH 
    The founding fathers made it very clear that they didn't want Judeo-Christian morality 
    within 10 city blocks of the law. Matt! [pause] 
    
    SKINNER 
    What? 
    
    Josh pauses, looking at Skinner.
    
    SKINNER
    What? 
    
    JOSH 
    Nothing. [sits] You understand that gay partners will be permanently ineligable for 
    survivor benefits, Medicare, Medicaid.... 
    
    SKINNER 
    Which the government can't afford to pay anyway. 
    
    JOSH 
    So we caught a break there. [sighs] 
    
    SKINNER 
    It's getting pretty late. 
    
    JOSH 
    I had more notes. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, HALLWAY - NIGHT
    C.J. is walking down the hallway. 
    
    C.J. 
    Carol? 
    
    CAROL
    Yeah? 
    
    C.J. 
    Did you get the old drafts back? 
    
    CAROL
    Of the education speech? 
    
    C.J. 
    Yeah. 
    
    CAROL
    Yeah. 
    
    C.J. nods and turns to walk back down the hall.
    
    CAROL
    Except Danny's. 
    
    C.J. 
    [turns back toward Carol] Excuse me? 
    
    CAROL
    Danny wanted to keep his. 
    
    C.J. 
    Excuse me. 
    
    She storms past Carol into the reporters' area and stands in front of Danny.
    
    C.J.
    What's the problem? 
    
    DANNY
    [looks up at her from his seat] How ya doing? 
    
    C.J. 
    What's the problem, Danny? 
    
    DANNY
    C.J., there's no earthly reason why I should give you that draft back and you know it. 
    You can't even believe you're asking me for it. So unless you're going to give me a hot 
    towel and some chocolate chip cookies, you better... 
    
    C.J. 
    Everybody else gave it back, Danny. 
    
    DANNY
    Then everybody else can read my paper tomorrow. 
    
    C.J. 
    [looks up and addresses all the reporters] I'm guaranteeing you all no substantive 
    changes, no new policy initiatives. 
    
    DANNY
    You don't have to guarantee me anything. I've got the old draft right here. 
    
    C.J. 
    [leans over and stage whispers to Danny] I certainly hope we don't accidentally send 
    your luggage to Belgium on the way back. [walks away] 
    
    DANNY
    [raising his voice] Yeah, I wouldn't want to find out what it's like to be inconvenianced 
    by the White House! 
    
    C.J. stops at the doorway and turns to speak to a reporter in the front.
    
    C.J.
    It was the budget meeting, by the way. 
    
    STEVE
    What's that? 
    
    C.J. 
    The reason we took off late. It was the budget meeting. Although there's something to be 
    said for... [pause] something to be said for... 
    
    REPORTER
    Something to be said for what? 
    
    C.J. 
    Nothing. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, STAFF CABIN - NIGHT
    In the staff cabin, Toby, Bartlet, and Sam are working on the education speech. 
    Charlie is sitting in a chair writing. 
    
    TOBY 
    [reading from speech] "I was raised to appreciate the value of teachers and teaching. 
    My grandmother, who began her teaching career in a one-room schoolhouse..."
    
    BARTLET 
    Actually, it was two rooms. 
    
    TOBY 
    Okay. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Italian stonecutters were paying her to teach their kids English in the basement of the 
    rectory. They put up a wall and made it two rooms as a thank you gift. 
    
    TOBY 
    We'll change it to two rooms. 
    
    BARTLET 
    I haven't heard the big idea yet. 
    
    TOBY 
    Sir, the speech is in pretty good shape. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Yeah. [reads from speech] "As you know, I began my campaign...'' [looks at Toby] What 
    happened to 100,000 new teachers? 
    
    TOBY 
    Sir? 
    
    BARTLET 
    No money? 
    
    TOBY 
    No teachers. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Toby! 
    
    TOBY 
    There aren't a 100,000 new teachers. We can't make people be teachers. 
    
    BARTLET 
    We can give incentives. 
    
    TOBY 
    In certain public districts there are tax incentives... 
    
    BARTLET 
    Well, it's not doing the trick. 
    
    TOBY 
    No. No. I know. But for right now... 
    
    SAM 
    [looking at what Charlie is writing] What's that mean? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    I'm sorry? 
    
    SAM 
    What does that mean? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    I was just scribbling. 
    
    SAM 
    You wrote down, "Send them to college." 
    
    CHARLIE 
    [sounding scared] I was just scribbling. 
    
    SAM 
    What did you mean when you wrote down, "send them to college"? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    No, 'cause it's like circling horses in the paper but not making the bet. 
    
    BARTLET 
    [stands and walks toward Charlie] Tuition incentives. 
    
    TOBY 
    Mr. President... 
    
    BARTLET 
    Talk, Charlie. 
    
    CHARLIE 
    Mr. President, if this was an idea, somebody would have had it already. 
    
    BARTLET 
    I find fault with that formula. 
    
    CHARLIE 
    Well... 
    
    BARTLET 
    What? 
    
    CHARLIE 
    The government will send you to college or law school or medical school if you spend 
    three years in the armed forces. Why not... 
    
    SAM 
    [pacing] College tuition to anyone who wants to go college in exchange for they teach 
    in a public school where we send'em for three years. 
    
    BARTLET 
    Why can't that idea be floated? 
    
    TOBY 
    Anybody know how we pay for it? 
    
    BARTLET 
    That comes later. 
    
    TOBY 
    Yes, it does come next, so for the moment why don't we... 
    
    BARTLET 
    Kick this around. 
    
    TOBY 
    Mr. President... 
    
    BARTLET 
    [walks to the door] I'll be in my study. It's an incredible sky tonight. 
    
    PILOT [via P.A.] 
    Ladies and gentleman, this is Colonel Beach from the flight deck. We've been told there's 
    choppy wind ahead and we've been cleared to climb to 42,000 feet. 
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT THREE
    * * *
    
    ACT FOUR
    
    FADE IN: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT
    
    SKINNER [VO] 
    57% of the people... 
    
    JOSH [VO] 
    I know what 57% of the people say. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
    Josh and Skinner are walking down the hallway. 
    
    JOSH
    58% of the people say that gay spouses should receive health benefits and 54% say Social 
    Security benefits and by the way we haven't talked about the 14th amendment. 
    
    SKINNER
    Uh, Josh, the 14th amend... 
    
    JOSH
    I think a strict interpretation of the Equal Protection Clause would dictate that 
    homophobia can't be made into a law. 
    
    SKINNER
    That's for the court to decide; but I think they'll uphold it. 
    
    They enter JOSH'S OFFICE. Josh stands behind his desk facing Skinner.
    
    JOSH
    Lawrence Tribe disagrees with you. 
    
    SKINNER
    Lawrence Tribe doesn't sit on the U.S. Supreme Court. 
    
    JOSH
    Five Justices! 
    
    SKINNER
    Josh, I came here as a friend. I think you know that. 
    
    JOSH
    What does that have to do with it? 
    
    SKINNER
    I came here 'cause I came here. Look. This is gonna be a law whether the President 
    vetoes it or not. They have the votes in the Senate to override it. 
    
    JOSH
    The Senate's not in session. The President could stick this in his pants pocket and 
    it's vetoed. 
    
    SKINNER
    And it will come back in January and you will have to live through this twice. And you 
    will lose both times. 
    
    JOSH
    Matt! 
    
    SKINNER
    Ask me the question. 
    
    JOSH
    He compared homosexuality to kleptomania and sex addition, Matt. 
    
    SKINNER
    Yes. 
    
    JOSH
    The Majority Leader. The leader of your own party. 
    
    SKINNER
    He was wrong and I told him so. 
    
    JOSH
    For cryin' out loud! 
    
    SKINNER
    Ask me the question, Josh! 
    
    JOSH
    How can you be a member of this party?!? 
    
    SKINNER
    You've been holding that in for way too long, man. 
    
    JOSH
    This party who says that who you are is against the law. 
    
    SKINNER
    You know, I never understand why you gun control people don't all join the N.R.A. They've 
    got two million members. You bring three million to the next meeting... call a vote... 
    All those in favor of tossing guns - [Snaps fingers] - Bam! Move on. 
    
    JOSH
    That's a heck of a strategy, Matt. I'll bring that up in a meeting. 
    
    Josh sighs heavily as he collapses into his chair. 
    
    SKINNER
    I agree with 95% of the Republican platform. I believe in local government. I'm in favor 
    of individual rights rather than group rights. I believe free markets lead to free people 
    and that the country needs a strong national defense. My life doesn't have to be about 
    being a homosexual. It doesn't have to be entirely about that. 
    
    Josh looks at Skinner thoughtfully before deciding not to continue. 
    
    JOSH
    Thanks for coming by. 
    
    SKINNER
    Thanks for the beer. [exits]
    
    CUT TO: INT. NORTHWEST LOBBY - CONTINUOUS
    Two men are waiting on Skinner. One sits while the other paces. Skinner walks up.
    
    MAN 1
    Oh... there he is. [to Skinner] How'd it go? 
    
    SKINNER
    He'll sign it. 
    
    Josh observes the congressmen from his doorway. 
    
    MAN 1
    Ooo hoo! I can tell McDougal? 
    
    SKINNER
    [puts on his coat] Yeah. 
    
    As they head for the exit, one of them claps Skinner's shoulder. His hand lingers there. 
    
    MAN 1
    Good job, Congressman! 
    
    SKINNER
    Take your hand off my shoulder, Congressman. 
    
    The camera lingers on a conflicted Josh watching the exiting congressmen.
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, STAFF CABIN - NIGHT
    
    	WATERSHED VECTOR - JET ROUTE 60
    	CASPER, WYOMING
    
    Toby sits behind a desk and Sam paces in front of the desk. 
    
    TOBY
    The speech is fine now. 
    
    SAM
    Toby. 
    
    TOBY
    Speech is fine. 
    
    SAM
    100,000 college scholarships... 
    
    TOBY
    It's an overly simplistic... 
    
    SAM
    Toby... 
    
    C.J. opens the office door which cuts Toby and Sam short. 
    
    C.J.
    You wanted me? 
    
    SAM
    You should tip the press off we might float an education initiative. 
    
    C.J.
    [confused] But, I just told them... 
    
    TOBY
    We're not floating. 
    
    SAM
    We might float, I'm sayin' and you should give them a heads up. 
    
    C.J.
    Excuse me. I need to go look like an idiot. 
    
    C.J. leaves closing the office door behind her. 
    
    TOBY
    We're not floating a policy initiative, Sam. I don't care if it's a trip to the moon on 
    gossamer wings. 
    
    SAM
    Look... 
    
    TOBY
    It's pie in the sky to say nothing of patronizing to have privileged Ivy Leaguers play 
    teacher to America's most vulnerable children. 
    
    SAM
    The people taking advantage of this aren't going to be over-privileged. 
    
    TOBY
    How do you suppose the teacher's union will feel about it? 
    
    SAM
    They'll have 100,000 new members. 
    
    TOBY
    All of whom will leave after three years. 
    
    SAM
    Most of whom... 
    
    TOBY
    And the kids will be abandoned as well. 
    
    SAM
    They won't be abandoned. 
    
    TOBY
    Their teachers will leave! 
    
    SAM
    Once you're in fifth grade what do you care what your fourth grade teacher is doing? 
    
    TOBY
    Sam. 
    
    SAM
    Toby, these people are gonna be role models, to kids that don't have much contact with 
    young, successful, college graduates many of whom will have grown up in neighborhoods 
    just like theirs. 
    
    TOBY
    Sam. 
    
    SAM
    Toby, we could have... 
    
    TOBY
    Sam! Where are we getting the money? [pauses to reign in his temper] 
    Where are we getting the money? 
    
    SAM
    I was really mortified that I froze up on that speech. 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. [pause] You should've told me a few days ago. 
    
    SAM
    Yeah. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. JOSH'S BULLPEN AREA - NIGHT
    Ainsley sits at a desk typing and Donna sits on the desk talking. 
    
    DONNA
    I played the flute. I'm a flutist. In high school I was the best in my row. And, so I 
    ask myself, if I pursued the flute professionally, would I be meeting interesting men? 
    And the answer comes back to me. Probably not. 
    
    AINSLEY
    I played the trombone. 
    
    DONNA
    Did you meet interesting men? 
    
    AINSLEY
    Yeah. 
    
    DONNA
    Is, is it a hard instrument to learn? If I took it up now... 
    
    Josh walks up and interrupts Donna who hops up off the desk and exits. 
    
    JOSH
    Talk to me about the Full Faith and Credit Clause. 
    
    AINSLEY
    It says that full faith and credit shall be given by each state to the public acts, 
    records, and judicial proceedings of every other state - it means if you're married 
    in Maryland it's got to be recognized by Nebraska. 
    
    JOSH
    So, how is the Marriage Recognition Act not unconstitutional? 
    
    AINSLEY
    'Cause it also says that Congress can proscribe the manner in which such acts and records 
    are proved - which means they can decide what being married means within the context of 
    Article IV. 
    
    Donna is behind the glass partition in the bullpen and has answered a phone. 
    
    DONNA
    Josh. 
    
    JOSH
    Yeah? 
    
    DONNA 
    [pointing to phone sitting in cradle] Toby. 
    
    Josh walks around the glass partition and picks up the phone.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah? 
    
    TOBY
    What's goin' on? 
    
    JOSH
    I'm going to tell him to sign the damn thing. 
    
    TOBY
    Okay. 
    
    JOSH
    How's his mood? 
    
    TOBY
    He's frustrated. He's feeling... 
    
    JOSH
    You know when he goes off on a thing Toby, he expects you to bring him in. He wants you 
    to do it so he doesn't have to do it himself. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, STAFF CABIN - CONTINUOUS
    
    TOBY
    Josh, off the top of your head, what do you think about tuition incentives for... 
    
    Toby stops mid-question as he hears an announcement on the PA begin. 
    
    PILOT [via P.A.]
    Ladies and gentlemen, from the flight deck. We're 82 miles south of the runway and 
    beginning our descent. We'd like to ask you all to find a seat. Thank you. 
    
    JOSH
    What was that? 
    
    TOBY
    We're landing. 
    
    JOSH
    No, I mean, what were you going to...
    
    TOBY
    Nothing. 
    
    JOSH
    All right. I'll talk to you later. 
    
    Josh and Donna begin making their way out of the bullpen past Ainsley. Josh walks a pace 
    in front of Donna. 
    
    JOSH
    I'm gonna talk to Leo. 
    
    AINSLEY
    I'll see you guys Monday. 
    
    DONNA
    Good night. 
    
    JOSH
    Take it easy. 
    
    Josh and Donna continue walking down the HALLWAY.
    
    DONNA
    Did you know she plays the trombone? 
    
    JOSH
    I didn't. 
    
    DONNA
    Tonight stunk, Josh. 
    
    JOSH
    I'm sorry about that. 
    
    DONNA
    I didn't mean having to work, although that was a treat. I meant the guy. 
    
    JOSH
    Who was he? 
    
    DONNA
    A lobbyist with Travis West. He was pretty full of himself and without a lot of cause 
    to be. 
    
    JOSH
    An obnoxious insurance lobbyist? What were the odds? 
    
    DONNA
    That isn't funny, Josh. 
    
    JOSH
    I gotta go see Leo. 
    
    Josh turns and continues walking down the hallway as Donna veers off to start heading 
    for the exit. 
    
    DONNA
    I'll call you in the morning. 
    
    Josh stops walking and turns back towards Donna. 
    
    JOSH
    You look really great in that dress tonight, Donna. You should buy it for yourself. 
    
    Josh smiles at Donna and again turns to walk towards Leo's office. Donna smiles as she 
    watches Josh walk away before exiting herself.
     
    CUT TO: INT. LEO'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Leo sits on his couch with a phone sitting next to him. 
    
    BARTLET
    [on speakerphone] Yeah? 
    
    Leo doesn't answer immediately. Bartlet repeats himself less patiently. 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah?
    
    LEO
    We hold the ship in Bahrain. 
    
    BARTLET
    It doesn't do anything to hold the ship in Bahrain 
    
    LEO
    Sir, we hold the ship in Bahrain and then send a sample of the oil to the U.S. customs 
    lab in San Francisco. If the point of origin violates sanctions... 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, THE PRESIDENT'S CABIN - NIGHT
    
    	BONNEVILLE-3 LANDING ROUTE
    	PORTLAND, OREGON
    
    Bartlet is standing talking on the phone. 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. You know what's going to happen? They'll sell off the cargo in a friendly port. 
    780,000 metric tons of gas oil against a two million dollar fine for the oil company. 
    
    LEO
    Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET
    Which their profits from the sale will more than cover. We're not providing much of a 
    disincentive to evade U.N. sanctions. 
    
    Josh enters LEO'S OFFICE and takes a seat in the chair near Leo.
    
    LEO
    What else is there to do? 
    
    BARTLET
    If we're going to have sanctions at all, I think we should make them stick. I think 
    that we should confiscate the cargo, seize the ship, sell the oil and use the money 
    to beef up anti-smuggling operations. 
    
    LEO
    You don't mean tonight. You mean in the future... 
    
    Bartlet sighs heavily in resignation. C.J. enters the room. 
    
    C.J.
    We're landing, Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET 
    [to Leo] Yeah. In the future. 
    
    LEO
    Okay. Josh wants to talk about the... 
    
    BARTLET 
    [to Leo] Hang on. [to C.J.] You need me? 
    
    C.J.
    I can wait. 
    
    BARTLET 
    [into phone] Yeah. 
    
    JOSH
    The Marriage Recognition Act. 
    
    BARTLET
    [sighs] Yeah. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, PRESS AREA - NIGHT
    C.J. approaches the front of the Press Area facing the reporters. As C.J. begins to 
    speak, Toby approaches and stands near C.J.. 
    
    C.J.
    Folks, we'll be landing in just a few minutes. Follow the blue signs to your bus. 
    Oh, one thing before we land, when I said before that there'd be absolutely no policy 
    shifts or new initiatives in the education speech tomorrow... That was correct, except 
    it's possible there might be a policy shift or new initiative in the education speech 
    tomorrow. 
    
    The reporters groan and grumble. 
    
    TOBY
    There isn't going to be a change. 
    
    REPORTER
    Toby! 
    
    TOBY
    There isn't going to be a change! [to C.J.] Danny? 
    
    C.J.
    He's not going to give it back. 
    
    Toby heaves a sigh and walk over to Danny then sits in the seat beside him. 
    
    TOBY
    Danny, Sam choked hard on the last draft and wants to burn it. 
    
    Danny pauses a couple of seconds to think it over. 
    
    DANNY
    No problem. 
    
    C.J.
    [incredulous] No problem? 
    
    DANNY 
    [to Toby] Tell him to relax. He'll get his swing back. 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. 
    
    Toby stands and begins to walk away. 
    
    DANNY
    Tell him I didn't read it. 
    
    TOBY
    [smiling slightly] Thanks. 
    
    Toby exits with the draft in hand. 
    
    C.J.
    You were just having a little go at me, weren't you? 
    
    DANNY
    Yeah. It's a long flight. 
    
    C.J.
    So you decided to kill time by... 
    
    DANNY
    Yeah. You know why? 
    
    C.J.
    Tell me you went to Notre Dame. 
    
    DANNY
    Maybe next time you won't be so quick to mock on the eve of a Michigan game. 
    
    C.J. frowns at Danny a moment before turning and walking towards the front of the plane 
    away from the Press Area. 
    
    C.J. 
    [to herself] There must be an escape hatch here of some kind. 
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO'S OFFICE - NIGHT
    Josh continues his conversation with Bartlet. Leo paces the office listening. 
    
    JOSH
    The constitutional argument... 
    
    BARTLET
    I don't care about the constitutional argument. It's gay bashing. It's legislative gay 
    bashing. How do I put my name on it? 
    
    JOSH
    I wouldn't, sir. I'd put it away. 
    
    BARTLET
    Pocket veto's a politician's way out. 
    
    JOSH
    They'll send the bill again when they're in session. Meanwhile, we focus on the 
    Employment Non-discrimination Act. 
    
    BARTLET
    If I'm going to sign it in January, why am I vetoing it now? 
    
    JOSH
    As a symbolic gesture to the gay community. 
    
    BARTLET
    I'm sure the gay community can't wait to thank me. 
    
    LEO
    Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET
    This is just wrong. 
    
    LEO
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET
    [getting worked up] You can look at the policy numbers and Article IV and Social Security 
    benefits. It doesn't matter. It's just wrong. We shouldn't be defining love and we 
    certainly shouldn't be ill-defining it. It's wrong. This is the job for... This is the 
    job of somebody else. 
    
    LEO
    Well, right now it's ours. 
    
    BARTLET
    It's wrong. 
    
    LEO
    Sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    I should get out a rubber stamp that says 'Josiah Bartlet votes no.' 
    
    JOSH
    That's just what the conservatives are hoping you'll do. 
    
    BARTLET
    I should get out a rubber stamp! 
    
    Bartlet heaves an exasperated sigh. 
    
    LEO
    Sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    Put it in a drawer. 
    
    LEO
    Yes, sir. 
    
    JOSH
    Thank you, Mr. President. 
    
    LEO
    We'll talk at the hotel. [hangs up]
    
    Leo and Josh sit quietly a second. 
    
    JOSH
    Okay. 
    
    LEO
    All right. 
    
    JOSH
    Have a good night. 
    
    LEO
    You too. 
    
    JOSH
    Hey Leo, Margaret mentioned... 
    
    LEO
    Oh, come on Josh! 
    
    JOSH
    No, she just said... 
    
    LEO
    My divorce papers came today. She thinks I'm going to drink. 
    
    JOSH
    It seems like a pretty good reason to. 
    
    LEO
    I'm an alcoholic, I don't need a good reason to. 
    
    JOSH
    You wanna have coffee someplace? 
    
    LEO
    I wanna go home. 
    
    JOSH
    Okay. 
    
    LEO
    I'll see you on Monday. 
    
    Josh exits. Leo grabs his coat and scarf and starts putting them on. 
    
    LEO 
    [calls] Margaret, I'm going. 
    
    Margaret stops what she's doing and walks into Leo's office. 
    
    MARGARET 
    [with a resigned tone, yet worried expression] Okay. 
    
    Leo looks at Margaret for a moment. 
    
    LEO 
    [quietly] You're a good girl. 
    
    Leo turns and leaves, closing his office door behind him as Margaret watches. 
    
    MARGARET 
    [pacified] Okay. 
    
    Margaret closes the door between her office and Leo's as she steps back into her 
    own office are
    
    CUT TO: INT. AIR FORCE ONE, THE PRESIDENT'S CABIN - NIGHT
    Bartlet is sitting in a chair reading something as C.J. enters. 
    
    C.J.
    Sir? 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah? 
    
    C.J.
    You're off the phone? 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. 
    
    C.J. crosses room and sits on bench next to Bartlet. 
    
    BARTLET
    There was a question? 
    
    C.J.
    For a sidebar, on the game tomorrow. 
    
    She indicates the hat to show she means the Notre Dame game. 
    
    C.J.
    Why did you go to Notre Dame? 
    
    BARTLET
    Why not? 
    
    C.J.
    Bearing in mind that I'm just repeating someone else's question. You were accepted at 
    Harvard, Yale, and Williams. Why did you go to Notre Dame? 
    
    BARTLET
    Because I was thinking about becoming a priest. 
    
    C.J.
    Really? 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. 
    
    C.J.
    What happened? 
    
    BARTLET
    I met Abbey. 
    
    C.J.
    [obviously touched] Why don't you ever give me answers like that when we're running 
    for something? 
    
    BARTLET
    Because I like to bother you. 
    
    C.J.
    Well, I shall not be defeated. 
    
    BARTLET
    Sit down. 
    
    C.J.
    Okay. [sits] 
    
    Toby enters the office carrying a folder. He extracts some pages and hands them to 
    Bartlet. 
    
    TOBY
    Mr. President. 
    
    BARTLET
    Toby. 
    
    TOBY
    Here's the final draft. 
    
    BARTLET
    Toby, you should sit down. We're landing in one minute and ten seconds. 
    
    TOBY
    How do you know that? 
    
    BARTLET
    I set my watch to the cockpit computer. You should sit down. 
    
    TOBY
    Thank you. 
    
    BARTLET
    Do you know why the Assistant Energy Secretary is on the plane? 
    
    TOBY
    You have a meeting with him on the way back. 
    
    BARTLET
    That's right. 
    
    TOBY
    I think Charlie's idea was a good one. I think you should ask Leo to put together a team 
    to study the feasibility of appropriations for a pilot program with 100 teachers. 
    
    BARTLET
    They're taking the tanker to Bahrain and then the company's going to make a profit. 
    
    TOBY
    Yes, sir. 
    
    BARTLET
    The Marriage Recognition Act is going to be law. 
    
    In the background we hear the landing gear go down... 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET
    100 new teachers? 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET
    Instead of 100,000. 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. 
    
    BARTLET
    Well, it's a start I guess. 
    
    We hear the screech of the airplane's wheels touching down. 
    
    DISSOLVE TO: END TITLES.
    FADE TO BLACK.
    THE END
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