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  • Episode 2.8 -- “Shibboleth”
    The West Wing Scripts/Season 2 2008. 11. 6. 17:08
    THE WEST WING
    “SHIBBOLETH”
    TELEPLAY BY: AARON SORKIN
    STORY BY: PATRICK H. CADDELL
    DIRECTED BY: LAURA INNES
    
    
    TEASER
    
    FADE IN: EXT. SAN DIEGO HARBOR - NIGHT
    24TH STREET TERMINAL
    SAN DIEGO HARBOR
    As we see the night sky, we hear a garbled sound from a radio. A man speaks.
    
    MAN [OS]
    Yeah, I’m gonna need Romero and Rydell on a backup.
    
    We close in on a small ship. Surrounding it are several boats by the dock, paramedic trucks 
    and police cars by the harbor. The United States Coast Guard is all over the place.
    
    MAN [OS]
    I’m gonna need them there in 20... In about 20.
    
    RADIO [VO]
    Why the priority?
    
    MAN [OS]
    It’s ‘cause we need a support team out there. Over.
    
    RADIO [VO]
    Yes sir.
    
    The camera pans and we see the man, COMMANDER CALE of the Coast Guard, now talking to 
    another man, a few feet from the police cars.
    
    COMMANDER CALE
    Oh. Take this right over there. Okay?
    
    The man nods and leaves. Behind Cale, a car pulls over. The I.N.S. man, JOSEPH RUSSO, 
    comes out quickly and approaches the commander.
    
    JOSEPH RUSSO
    Commander Cale!
    
    CALE
    Yeah?
    
    RUSSO
    Joseph Russo, I.N.S.
    
    They shake hands and shout over all the sounds of the place.
    
    CALE
    It’s a container ship, Horizon. We’re holding them a mile out. They started from the 
    Fujian Province.
    
    RUSSO
    How many?
    
    CALE
    About a hundred.
    
    RUSSO
    Did you call the State Department?
    
    CALE
    Yeah. We’re gonna need some translators who speak Mandarin.
    
    RUSSO
    We got ‘em.
    
    A helicopter roars overhead.
    
    CALE
    Are we talking about expedited removal, or...?
    
    RUSSO
    I’m sorry?
    
    CALE
    Are we talking about expedited removal?
    
    RUSSO
    That’s not up to me.
    
    They part ways. A troubled look on Cale’s face as Russo heads back to the car.
    
    CUT TO: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT
    We see a nice overhead shot of the White House. Sam speaks.
    
    SAM [VO]
    Well over three and a half centuries ago, sprinkling by faith and bound by a common desire 
    for liberty...
    
    CUT TO: INT. A DARK OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Sam is sitting on a couch reading from a piece of paper. Toby watches him, as he swings 
    left to right on his chair.
    
    SAM [cont.]
    A small band of pilgrims sought out a place in the New World where they could worship 
    according to their own beliefs... and solve crimes.
    
    TOBY
    Sam...
    
    SAM
    It’d be good.
    
    TOBY
    Read the thing.
    
    SAM
    By day, they churn butter and worship according to their own beliefs and by night, they 
    solve crimes.
    
    TOBY
    Read the thing.
    
    SAM
    Pilgrim detectives.
    
    TOBY
    Do you see me laughing?
    
    SAM
    I think you’re laughing on the inside.
    
    TOBY
    Okay.
    
    SAM
    With the big hats.
    
    TOBY
    Give me the speech.
    
    C.J. enters as Toby switches chairs.
    
    C.J.
    Have either of you heard of... uh, I don’t know, something, the... Jamestown Mayflower 
    Daughters of the American Revolution Preservation Soceity?
    
    TOBY
    The Jamestown Mayflower Daughters?
    
    C.J.
    I may have gotten the name wrong. They’re inviting the White House to participate in 
    some kind of... I don’t know, Thanksgiving Revolutionary War re-enactment.
    
    TOBY
    C.J., let’s not torture American History completely to death.
    
    C.J.
    Who the hell are...?
    
    TOBY
    Jamestown was the 16th century. The Mayflower landed at Plymouth in the 17th century. 
    The Fathers of the Daughters of the American Revolution fought in...?
    
    C.J. throws up her arms.
    
    TOBY
    The 18th century!
    
    C.J.
    It’s a festival feast of some kind! Who cares?
    
    C.J. walks next door to her office to get her jacket.
    
    SAM
    [to Toby] Somebody needs to learn the true meaning of Thanksgiving.
    
    C.J. comes back while putting on her jacket. She stands by the door.
    
    C.J.
    Re-enactments and proclamations and Native American cornhusks hanging contests with native...
    
    TOBY
    Cornhusks hanging?
    
    C.J.
    Whatever. I’m the Thanksgiving cruise director around here.
    
    SAM
    It wasn’t like this last year?
    
    C.J.
    I wasn’t here last year.
    
    SAM
    Where were you last year?
    
    C.J.
    They sent me home last year. You don’t remember me having a 102.7-degree fever and having 
    all kinds of flu-like symptoms?
    
    TOBY
    No.
    
    C.J.
    That’s ‘cause every time we come up on a holiday, you guys check out like seniors who are 
    done with finals.
    
    TOBY
    We are writing a very important Thanksgiving proclamation.
    
    SAM
    And possibly a new action-adventure series.
    
    TOBY
    Nobody here has checked out.
    
    JOSH
    [walks up] Hey, I was just flipping a nickel in my office. Sixteen times in a row, it 
    came out tails.
    
    C.J. looks knowingly at Toby and Sam.
    
    C.J.
    I’m going home.
    
    TOBY
    Have a good night.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah. Yeah.
    
    C.J. leaves, and Josh enters.
    
    JOSH
    Sixteen times in a row. [flips his nickel again] Yeah.
    
    Donna shows up at the door. The guys look up.
    
    DONNA
    Excuse me, fellas. [looks at somebody out the hall] It’s okay. You can come in here.
    
    No response. Donna motions for the guys to come out into the hall. Josh, Sam and Toby come 
    out of the room and see what was out in the HALLWAY. Behind Donna is MORTON HORN, along 
    with two turkeys, gobbling inside their own cages.
    
    DONNA
    This is Morton Horn. He’s from Jasper Farms, Virginia. [to Morton] Tell them what you’re 
    doing here, Morton.
    
    MORTON HORN
    I’m dropping off the turkeys.
    
    DONNA
    He’s dropping off the turkeys.
    
    TOBY
    What are, uh...?
    
    DONNA
    Nobody left me instructions. He had a pass from the Northwest Entrance.
    
    MORTON
    I’m dropping off the turkeys.
    
    TOBY
    Yeah.
    
    MORTON
    Where should I put ‘em?
    
    After a moment, the guys seem to agree on their responses.
    
    JOSH
    C.J.’s office.
    
    SAM
    C.J.
    
    JOSH
    I’d definitely put them in C.J.’s office.
    
    TOBY
    Good idea.
    
    JOSH
    C.J. Cregg’s office.
    
    SAM
    It’s right there.
    
    TOBY
    Well, C.J.’s office is right there...
    
    JOSH
    C.J. handles all the...
    
    TOBY
    Donna will show you.
    
    JOSH
    ...birds.
    
    TOBY
    C.J.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    DONNA
    Okay.
    
    TOBY
    And Morton, Ms. Cregg is gone for the night, uh, and her office is secure, so you should 
    feel free to let the turkeys out of the cage, and allow them to, you know, roam freely, 
    as they were meant to do.
    
    JOSH
    [after nodding] Absolutely.
    
    MORTON
    Okay.
    
    TOBY
    Okay.
    
    The turkeys gobble as Morton gets them ready to walk off.
    
    JOSH
    Show her who’s slacking off. [flips his nickel again]
    
    TOBY
    Pizza?
    
    Sam nods.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah. 
    
    Toby and Sam go back inside the room. Bonnie walks up behind Josh. They walk to JOSH'S 
    BULLPEN AREA.
    
    BONNIE
    Josh, they need you on the phone.
    
    JOSH
    What’s going on?
    
    BONNIE
    A Commander Cale of the Coast Guard is talking to the watch commander in the Situation 
    Room, and they want you to sit in on the call.
    
    JOSH
    Why?
    
    He picks up a phone and pushes a button as Bonnie walks away.
    
    BONNIE
    I don’t know. Something about a boat from China.
    
    JOSH
    [into phone] Josh Lyman.
    
    SMASH CUT TO: MAIN TITLES.
    END TEASER
    * * *
    
    ACT ONE
    
    FADE IN: EXT. WASHINGTON D.C. - DAY
    MONDAY MORNING
    We see an outside view of the White House and Washington Monument.
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO’S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Josh and Leo walk inside.
    
    JOSH
    It's an 800-foot container ship called the Horizon. Eighty-three Chinese were stowed away 
    in containers in the hold.
    
    LEO
    I heard 96.
    
    JOSH
    Thirteen of them died on the way.
    
    LEO
    What happened to the dead bodies?
    
    JOSH
    They came over with the 83 lives ones. INS has them in a temporary detention facility 
    by the water.
    
    LEO
    Brief C.J.
    
    JOSH
    [gets up to leave] You doing anything for Thanksgiving?
    
    LEO
    The First Family. What about you?
    
    JOSH
    Toby and Sam and I are gonna watch football.
    
    LEO
    Brief C.J. on the Chinese.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah. Leo, do me a favor, would you? Don't tell the President we're just watching football. 
    He'll want to invite us for dinner.
    
    LEO
    Well yes, I'm sure upon hearing the news that you're free the President of the United States 
    will insist that you join him for dinner.
    
    JOSH
    I'm just saying, we've been working hard and we'd prefer to watch football rather than 
    listen to a history of the yam in Latin.
    
    LEO
    Brief C.J.!
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    Josh walks out to hallway and sees C.J. They talk as they walk through towards their offices.
    
    JOSH
    Hey!
    
    C.J.
    Hello.
    
    JOSH
    Listen...
    
    C.J.
    What?
    
    JOSH
    About a hundred Chinese stowed away in a cargo hold of a container ship. INS has them in 
    a temporary internment camp in San Diego.
    
    C.J.
    I'll need more than that.
    
    JOSH
    I don't have more than that, but I will in a few minutes, so stay out of the pressroom 
    until you talk to me.
    
    C.J.
    What about the recess appointments?
    
    JOSH
    Toby wants to talk to you about adding a name.
    
    C.J.
    Who?
    
    JOSH
    Josephine McGarry.
    
    C.J.
    Really?
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    Is this as a favor to Leo?
    
    JOSH
    This is Toby sniffing around for a fight on school prayer.
    
    C.J.
    He'll get one.
    					
    Josh hangs back as C.J. heads toward her office.
    
    C.J.
    Well, I'm gonna see what's next for me in this week of unendurable Thanksgiving nonsense.
    
    JOSH
    Okay.
    
    CAROL
    Hey C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Hey Carol.
    
    C.J. walks into her OFFICE, not noticing the turkey on her couch and the turkey on her desk. 
    She's looking over some papers and starts taking her coat off when she notices the birds.
    
    CAROL
    Oh yeah, the turkeys came.
    
    Donna runs up from down the hall.
    
    DONNA
    Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait... I'm coming! [enters] I didn't know you were here yet.
    
    C.J.
    I am.
    
    DONNA
    The turkeys came.
    
    C.J.
    So Carol said.
    
    CAROL
    Excuse me. [leaves]
    
    DONNA
    Josh and Toby and Sam said they should go in your office.
    
    C.J.
    Yes.
    
    DONNA
    These are the turkeys.
    
    C.J.
    The turkeys for what?
    
    DONNA
    You weren't here last year.
    
    C.J.
    When?
    
    DONNA
    Over Thanksgiving. You were sick.
    
    C.J.
    Yes.
    
    DONNA
    Ever year on Thanksgiving, the President pardons a turkey.
    
    C.J.
    He pardons a turkey.
    
    DONNA
    Yeah, and it's your event, so...
    
    C.J.
    What, are there two?
    
    DONNA
    I'm sorry?
    
    C.J.
    Why are there two turkeys?
    
    DONNA
    Customarily, the Press Secretary decides--
    
    C.J.
    No.
    
    DONNA
    --which of the two finalists is more photogenic. Their names--
    
    C.J.
    I don't want to know their names.
    
    DONNA
    This one's Eric and this one's Troy.
    
    C.J.
    Eric and Troy.
    
    DONNA
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    And I'm to choose the more photogenic of the two to receive a Presidential pardon.
    
    DONNA
    Yeah.
    
    C.J.
    Okay, I have actually a Masters degree from the University of California at Berkeley.
    
    DONNA
    That's a good school.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah.
    
    The turkeys start making noises as C.J. stares incredulously.
    
    DONNA
    They eat grain or really whatever's lying around, and Troy doesn't like to be touched.
    
    C.J. stares at Troy.
    
    C.J.
    Okay. I'd like to be alone now.
    
    DONNA
    I understand.
    
    Donna leaves as C.J. stares with her jacket still halfway off.
    
    CUT TO: INT. COMMUNICATIONS OFFICE - DAY
    Charlie is walking through with a shopping bag in his hand. Sam sees him.
    
    SAM
    Hey!
    
    CHARLIE
    Hey Sam.
    
    They walk and talk in the HALLWAY.
    
    SAM
    What's going on?
    
    CHARLIE
    I'm shopping for a new carving knife for the President.
    
    SAM
    Yes, the President takes carving knives very seriously.
    
    CHARLIE
    Yes, I've discovered.
    
    SAM
    Would you mind telling him I'm gonna need a few minutes to talk about the Chinese in 
    San Diego? Something's going on.
    
    CHARLIE
    What?
    
    SAM
    We're just getting it in now.
    
    Sam heads off down the hallway as Charlie enters the OUTER OVAL OFFICE.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    How'd it go?
    
    CHARLIE
    I think I've got it this time.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Well I wouldn't get your hopes up, dear.
    
    CHARLIE
    Nope, this is a very good knife.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    He's very particular.
    
    CHARLIE
    That's one word for it.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    I heard that!
    
    Charlie enters THE OVAL OFFICE.
    
    CHARLIE
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Ah!
    
    CHARLIE
    I think you'll find this to your liking, Mr. President.
    
    Charlie opens a box with a carving knife inside.
    
    BARTLET
    Yes, yes! Indeed I do.
    
    CHARLIE
    Excellent.
    
    BARTLET
    Chef's choice. Twice the amount of carbon, which means it'll hold a sharp edge up to 
    ten times longer and you can see the handle which texturized molded polymer has no 
    rivets or air pockets.
    
    CHARLIE
    Well, I'm glad you're happy, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    This is an American knife.
    
    CHARLIE
    Yes.
    
    BARTLET
    No German knives for us.
    
    CHARLIE
    No, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Good job.
    
    CHARLIE
    Thank you, sir. [turns to leave]
    
    BARTLET
    Hold on.
    
    Charlie turns back around and sees Bartlet carving the air with the knife.
    
    CHARLIE
    Sir?
    
    BARTLET
    Nah... Nah. No, the balance isn't right.
    
    CHARLIE
    [sighs] I'll take it back, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. You know what we need?
    
    CHARLIE
    A German knife?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    CHARLIE
    I'll get on it. And Mr. President, Sam asked me to give you a heads up. He'll need a few 
    minutes to talk about San Diego.
    
    BARTLET
    You tell him they already briefed me on San Diego.
    
    CHARLIE
    He said there might be something else.
    
    BARTLET
    Okay.
    
    CHARLIE
    Thank you, Mr. President.
    
    Charlie leaves as Toby enters the Oval Office.
    
    TOBY
    Sir.
    
    BARTLET
    The German's know how to make a knife, Charlie!
    
    CHARLIE
    Yes sir.
    
    BARTLET
    [to Toby] Josephine McGarry?
    
    TOBY
    She's been put on a lot of short lists. Why not pull the trigger?
    
    BARTLET
    She's a controversial woman.
    
    TOBY
    That's not a flaw.
    
    BARTLET
    It is when it's a recess appointment. A recess appointment assumes the Senate's gonna have no 
    problem with the nominee. The Senate is going to have a considerable problem with this nominee.
    
    TOBY
    That's the Senate's problem.
    
    BARTLET
    Toby...
    
    TOBY
    Mr. President, you want to have a debate on school prayer?
    
    BARTLET
    Yes, I do.
    
    TOBY
    This'll do it.
    
    BARTLET
    I got to say... look, I'm just... Toby, I'm not wild about the woman. I've known her for 25 
    years and I think she's all about Eve.
    
    TOBY
    Well, I wouldn't cast her in a play, but at the Department of Education...
    
    Leo knocks on the door and walks in.
    
    LEO
    Good morning.
    
    TOBY
    [to Bartlet] You want to have a debate on school prayer?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    TOBY
    This'll start it.
    
    LEO
    What're we talking about?
    
    BARTLET
    Recess appointments.
    
    LEO
    I've got the final list right here.
    
    BARTLET
    Hey Leo...
    
    LEO
    [reading from his list] "James Alkins, Assistant Secretary of Transportation for Aviation; 
    Leslie Krier, Assistant Secretary of Commerce for Ecological Development; Humberto CPO 
    Department Administrator for the EPA..."
    
    TOBY
    Leo, we're adding a name.
    
    LEO
    Who?
    
    BARTLET
    Josey.
    
    LEO
    No. No!
    
    BARTLET
    Assistant Secretary for Primary and Secondary Education.
    
    LEO
    Did my sister...?
    
    BARTLET
    We want the debate.
    
    LEO
    ...my sister call you and ask you for this?
    
    BARTLET
    She did not call me.
    
    LEO
    I'm amazed!
    
    TOBY
    She called me.
    
    LEO
    I'm less amazed. Take her name off the list.
    
    BARTLET
    Not patronate, yet she's qualified.
    
    LEO
    Sir...
    
    TOBY
    Which she is. Ph.D. in education, six years as a principal, four years as superintendent 
    and a significant Democrat!
    
    LEO
    They'll bring up school prayer.
    
    TOBY
    No kidding.
    
    LEO
    Mr. President, please don't hop on the back of Toby’s horse, it'll take you to a fight 
    we're not geared up for.
    
    TOBY
    We are geared up for it, and if we're not we should get out!
    
    LEO
    Sure! You first!
    
    TOBY
    I'll take the meetings.
    
    LEO
    You're damn right, you'll take the meetings and you'll start with aides to the Republican 
    leadership and you'll gauge exactly the volume of dumbness with no reward we can expect!
    
    Josh knocks on the door, and he and Sam enter.
    
    JOSH
    Excuse me, Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    [to Toby] Take the meetings.
    
    TOBY
    I'm very happy to.
    
    BARTLET
    [to Josh and Sam] Yeah?
    
    JOSH
    Mr. President, there's a wrinkle in the situation in San Diego.
    
    LEO
    What is it?
    
    JOSH
    You're not gonna believe it.
    
    BARTLET
    What?
    
    SAM
    They're claiming they're Christian Evangelicals fleeing persecution.
    
    BARTLET
    You're kidding me.
     
    JOSH
    They're seeking religious asylum.
    
    BARTLET
    You're kidding me!
    
    SAM
    No.
    
    JOSH
    The Christian community is gonna scream that they've got to stay, China's gonna say send 
    them back, INS is gonna say the law's a law. This is a whole new thing.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT ONE
    * * *
    
    ACT TWO
    
    FADE IN: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - OVERHEAD SHOT - DAY
    TUESDAY
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE BRIEFING ROOM - CONTINUOUS
    C.J. is holding a briefing.
    
    C.J. 
    Well, the INS conducts something called a “credible fear interview.” This is not a hearing 
    on whether or not to grant asylum, just a hearing to determine if the detainee has a 
    credible fear that they’ll be harmed if returned to their country.
    
    The reporters wave their hands.
    
    C.J.
    Steve.
    
    STEVE
    Will the White House be meeting with leaders of the Christian community to hear their input?
    
    C.J.
    Yes, we will. On the following days, we will be meeting with Reverend Al Caldwell, members 
    of Beijing's Embassy and INS agents. The president has asked Josh Lyman and Sam Seaborn 
    to run these meetings so it’s entirely possible that by week’s end we’ll have alienated 
    Christians, China and our own government. 
    
    The reporters laugh.
    
    C.J.
    That’s all I have on the refugees. I was going to release the list of recess appointments, 
    but I’m going to wait a day.  I can tell you the list has been sent to appropriate committee 
    chairs and I imagine one of them will leak it to you some time this afternoon. 
    
    The reporters laugh again.
    
    C.J.
    I’ll also remind you that it’s Thanksgiving week, which means the traditional presidential 
    pardon...you know...of the chosen turkey. That will be Wednesday afternoon. Thursday morning, 
    the president will make his Thanksgiving proclamation in the Rose Garden. Among the guests 
    will be members of the Boys and Girls Clubs of America and members of the Big Brothers and 
    Big Sisters of America.
    
    REPORTER
    Will you be leading them in song?
    
    C.J. 
    I’m sorry?
    
    REPORTER 
    The press secretary usually leads the kids in song.
    
    C.J. looks to her right and then back to the REPORTER.
    
    C.J.
    Yes, of course I will be leading them in song for I am the press secretary. 
    
    The reporters laugh.
    
    C.J.
    Thank you. 
    
    She turns to leave the room as several reporters call her name. She looks at Carol. 
    
    C.J.
    I’ve got to learn some songs.
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
    We follow Sam and Josh who are walking down the hall.
    
    JOSH 
    Don’t bring it up at the meeting.
    
    SAM 
    Josh...
    
    JOSH 
    Don’t bring it up at the meeting.
    
    SAM 
    A man in a threatened to blow up a theatre in the name of God!
    
    JOSH 
    Yes.
    
    SAM 
    A theatre with people in it.
    
    JOSH 
    Yes.
    
    SAM 
    But sending illegal Chinese immigrants back to China is objectionable.
    
    JOSH 
    Don’t bring it up at the meeting.
    
    SAM 
    It might slip out.
    
    JOSH 
    Shove it back in.
    
    SAM 
    Okay.
    
    Josh and Sam enter THE ROOSEVELT ROOM, where Reverend Al Caldwell, JOHN LA SALLE, 
    and Mary Marsh are waiting for them.
    
    JOSH 
    Good morning, Reverend Caldwell.
    
    CALDWELL 
    Good morning, Josh, Sam.
    
    JOHN LA SALLE 
    Good morning.
    
    SAM 
    Good morning, reverend.
    
    JOSH 
    Good morning everyone. Welcome. Good morning, Mary. 
    
    La Salle and Caldwell join Mary Marsh at the conference table.
    
    MARY MARSH
    Josh, the White House will face considerable embarrassment if the president continues to maintain 
    his stranglehold on indifference when it comes to persecuted Christians around the world.
    
    JOSH 
    Okay, we’re done with good morning. 
    
    Josh and Sam sit.
    
    MARY MARSH
    These are people from a country that oppresses Christians. The president has to grant 
    their asylum request.
    
    JOSH 
    The president doesn’t grant asylum requests. The INS judge does.
    
    MARY MARSH 
    The INS judge is going to do what the president urges him to do. And if the president 
    doesn’t urge the INS judge to grant the asylum, he’s going to regret it.
    
    JOSH 
    Mary, I swear to God, you are not going to get anywhere in this building threatening me.
    
    SAM 
    Do we know they were persecuted in China?
    
    CALDWELL
    Excuse me?
    
    SAM 
    Do we know they were persecuted?
    
    LA SALLE 
    They’re Christians.
    
    SAM
    I believe that they are Christians. I’m asking if they were persecuted.
    
    LA SALLE 
    Yes.
    
    JOSH 
    How do you know?
    
    MARY MARSH 
    They stuffed themselves in 20 by 20 foot container compartments for a month and a half. 
    Why else would they be here?
    
    CALDWELL 
    The leaders of the Funjchek church were thrown into labor camps. Last August, three 
    Taiwanese-born evangelicals were arrested in Henan province...
    
    LA SALLE 
    For -- I’m quoting now - “activities incompatible with tourist status under which they 
    entered China.”
    
    CALDWELL 
    In other words, for spreading the gospel, 100 of their followers were detained and one 
    woman was beaten by the police.
    
    MARY MARSH 
    Chinese Catholics are being arrested by the wagon load for recognizing the Vatican’s authority.
    
    CALDWELL 
    An 82-year-old bishop was released after 30 years in prison and then arrested again. 
    An 84-year-old bishop was tortured until he passed out.
    
    MARY MARSH 
    He’s now in a coma.
    
    CALDWELL 
    China harasses Christians, Josh. The State Department says so. Amnesty International says so. 
    I say so. It is fact.
    
    MARY MARSH 
    And the scores of millions of American Christians and Christians around the world will not 
    stand blithely by while religious freedom is threatened.
    
    SAM 
    Sure you will.
    
    JOSH  
    [warning tone] Sam...
    
    SAM 
    No. They will stand blithely by while religious freedom is threatened. They’re just not 
    doing it this time.
    
    JOSH 
    Okay.
    
    MARY MARSH 
    This is about the play?
    
    SAM 
    A guy writes a play called “Apostles,” in which Jesus Christ is gay, and you protest. Fine. 
    But when a guy threatens to blow up the theatre, you guys are nowhere to be heard from.
    
    MARY MARSH 
    That play was disgusting.
    
    SAM 
    So you’re committed to religious freedom for all people unless you don’t like what they 
    have to say?
    
    MARY MARSH 
    That’s not what I...
    
    SAM 
    Don’t look now but I think the playwright’s headed to China.
    
    CALDWELL 
    Josh? 
    
    He motions his head toward the hallway.
    
    JOSH 
    Yeah. 
    
    He gets up and walks into HALLWAY with Reverend Caldwell.
    
    JOSH
    Sorry about that.
    
    CALDWELL 
    No, Sam’s right and it’s a point well taken.  I just don’t want to get bogged down in a 
    Mary Marsh mud fight.
    
    JOSH 
    Sir...
    
    CALDWELL 
    This is too important.
    
    JOSH 
    Yes it is.
    
    CALDWELL 
    I want you to know and I want the president to know. My church will pay out the bond for 
    each of the refugees.
    
    JOSH 
    Well, we may be talking about more money...
    
    CALDWELL 
    I know how much we’re talking about. My church will pay it. If they won’t, I will.
    
    JOSH 
    Okay. Thank you, Reverend. I’ll pass that along.
    
    CALDWELL 
    Thank you. 
    
    He looks down the hall to see Toby headed in his direction. 
    
    CALDWELL
    Good morning, Toby. 
    
    TOBY 
    Good morning, Reverend.
    
    CALDWELL 
    You look determined.
    
    TOBY 
    I am, sir. 
    
    He walks around the reverend.
    
    CALDWELL 
    Good boy. 
    
    Caldwell turns away from Toby and walks with Josh. We follow Toby as he enters THE MURAL ROOM.
    Four Republican congressional aides are waiting for him.
    
    AIDE 1 
    Before we get to anything else, I want to object to the totally crappy way we were informed 
    about this.
    
    TOBY 
    You knew you were getting faxed a list of recess appointments.
    
    AIDE 1 
    Toby, what makes you think...?
    
    TOBY 
    Article 2, section 2. “The president shall have the power to fill all vacancies that may 
    happen during the recess of the Senate by granting commissions which shall expire at the 
    end of their next session.”
    
    AIDE 2 
    You can’t just slip her in, Toby.
    
    TOBY 
    Slip who in?
    
    AIDE 3 
    Don’t be cute.
    
    TOBY 
    I can’t help it.
    
    AIDE 3
    McGarry’s sister.
    
    TOBY
    It’s Mr. McGarry. And her name is Dr. Josephine McGarry. She has a Ph.D. in education from 
    Cornell. She’s published many scholarly essays on public education. She was superintendent 
    of the Atlanta School District servicing 58,000 students with some of the highest test scores 
    in the country. What in particular troubles the senators you  work for about her resume? 
    
    AIDE 1 
    I think you know.
    
    TOBY 
    I do but I’d like you to say it.
    
    AIDE 4 
    She’s anti-religion.
    
    TOBY 
    Is she?
    
    AIDE 4
    Yes, she is.
    
    TOBY 
    Hmm. She’s on the board of visitors at her church. She teaches Sunday mornings at the 
    Immaculate Heart of Mary School.
    
    AIDE 2 
    You know what we’re talking about, Toby. She’s against prayer.
    
    TOBY 
    She’s against prayer?
    
    AIDE 3 
    School prayer.
    
    TOBY 
    Ah.
    
    AIDE 3 
    As she’s published many times in her scholarly essays.
    
    TOBY 
    You wanna know who else is against it? The 11th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals. Organized 
    prayer in public schools is prohibited and your problem with her is that while superintendent, 
    she enforced the law.
    
    AIDE 2 
    A law that 70 percent say is wrong. Seventy percent of the people say...
    
    TOBY 
    Laws don’t work like that, Wayne. We don’t ask for a show of hands.
    
    AIDE 1 
    You understand that the Senate Republicans...
    
    TOBY 
    No, I don’t. Can you explain it to me slowly using small words and visual aides?
    
    AIDE 3 
    Toby...
    
    TOBY 
    [irritated] Senate Reublicans will hold up confirmations of other nominees.
    
    AIDE 4 
    This is an abuse of the recess appointment. It’s there for convenience. It’s not there to 
    circumvent the Senate’s constitutional right to confirm nominees!
    
    TOBY 
    Neither is the filibuster. I’ll put down my gun when you put down yours.
    
    AIDE 2 
    The fact is, if you don’t think she can be confirmed, it’s outrageous...
    
    TOBY 
    [getting angry] No. What’s outrageous is that this would never come to a vote if we did 
    it in session. There’s no way the Senate couldn’t confirm her; she’s too qualified. 
    [yells] This would never come to a vote! [pause] So... hold up all the appointments you 
    want. Shut down the government because a teacher did as she was told. You’ll have given 
    us a second term and we won’t even have to leave the building. But not because I’m right 
    and you’re wrong. Although I am and you are. But because I am better at this than you are.
    
    AIDE 3 
    Not this time.
    
    TOBY 
    I’m sorry?
    
    AIDE 3 
    You’re not better this time. 
    
    He reaches for an envelope inside his briefcase and slides across the couch to Toby.
    
    AIDE 3
    This is a picture of her.
    
    TOBY 
    Doing what?
    
    AIDE 3 
    Enforcing the law. 
    
    He looks at Toby and then at the other aides. Toby opens the envelope and looks at the 
    picture. He looks at the third aide, who has a smug look on his face. 
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT TWO
    * * *
    
    ACT THREE
    
    FADE IN: INT. LEO’S OFFICE - DAY
    Leo is in his desk, looking at a newspaper clipping, shaking his head. Toby is standing 
    in the middle of the office.
    
    TOBY
    It was a home game, there was an organized prayer and she’s breaking it up.
    
    LEO
    Yes she is.
    
    TOBY
    It's not good, but it's not, you know--
    
    LEO
    These are high school students. Two of them are on their knees praying while being 
    handcuffed, with my sister standing next to the cop whose hand is on his nightstick.
    
    TOBY
    [picking up paper] He's resting it on his nightstick.
    
    LEO
    I'm sure that explanation will be in the caption.
    
    TOBY
    Leo...
    
    LEO
    One of the students is wearing his marching band uniform, one of the students is black...
    
    TOBY
    Listen...
    
    LEO
    And you say it's "not good."
    
    TOBY
    Yeah, look...
    
    LEO
    That's a penetrating diagnosis from the White House Communications Director.
    
    TOBY
    It's not like we weren't aware of the incident.
    
    LEO
    We didn't know there was art.
    
    TOBY
    It's a local paper.
    
    LEO
    It's not local anymore!
    
    TOBY
    Well I can save it.
    
    LEO
    [leaning forward] Does she know she was submitted?
    
    TOBY
    Yes.
    
    LEO
    How?
    
    TOBY
    I called her.
    
    LEO
    Toby!
    
    TOBY
    I can save this!
    
    LEO
    Margaret!
    
    TOBY
    Leo...
    
    LEO
    At a football game, a high school, marching band, on their knees. Don’t we think breaking 
    up Norman Rockwell had the cops, the handcuffs, the nightstick, and my sister.
    
    MARGARET
    [enters] Yeah.
    
    LEO
    [motioning] Get Josephine on the phone. 
    
    MARGARET
    Yeah. [leaves]
    
    LEO
    I begged you to go slow with this nomination.
    
    TOBY
    The post needed...
    
    LEO
    The post did not desperately need to be filled. Neither the economy nor national security 
    nor infrastructure will collapse without an assistant secretary of primary and secondary 
    education.
    
    TOBY
    It brings the problem front and center.
    
    LEO
    Great. And what prize do we get for that?
    
    TOBY
    Leo...
    
    LEO
    What prize do we get for bringing it front and center?
    
    MARGARET
    [enters] Leo.
    
    LEO
    What?
    
    MARGARET
    Your sister.
    
    Leo makes a "one second" sign as Margaret leaves.
    
    TOBY
    I'll be in my office.
    
    Toby picks up the paper and heads towards the door.
    
    LEO
    It brings your problem front and center, Toby. 
    
    Toby pauses.
    
    LEO
    Leave the newspaper.
    
    Toby returns the paper and leaves. Leo picks up the phone.
    
    LEO
    Hey Jo.
    
    CUT TO: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE | OVERHEAD SHOT - DAY
    WEDNESDAY
    
    CUT TO: INT. JOSH’S BULLPEN AREA - CONTINUOUS
    Donna is at her desk, standing looking through a folder as C.J. comes up.
    
    C.J.
    Donna.
    
    DONNA
    Hey, C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Can I borrow you for just a minute?
    
    Donna agrees. They head towards C.J.'s office, passing Josh.
    
    JOSH
    Hey C.J.
    
    C.J.
    Hey I'd love to stay around and talk with you but I have a turkey pardoning in 5 minutes.
    
    JOSH
    I thought that was tomorrow.
    
    C.J.
    No tomorrow's the singing.
    
    JOSH
    You're singing?
    
    C.J.
    I'm leading the children in song.
    
    JOSH
    Excellent.
    
    C.J.
    Yes. I need Donna for a moment.
    
    JOSH
    You need help with the song?
    
    C.J.
    I don't need help with the song. Donna?
    
    DONNA
    [to Josh] The INS guys will be here in a minute.
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    C.J. and Donna walk away.
    
    DONNA
    What do you need?
    
    C.J.
    I need help with the song.
    
    DONNA
    Is it the usual song?
    
    C.J.
    There's a usual song?
    
    DONNA
    "We Gather Together."
    
    C.J.
    The song.
    
    DONNA
    That's the usual song.
    
    They’re now standing in front of C.J.'s closed office door.
    
    C.J.
    So you know it?
    
    DONNA
    Everybody knows it.
    
    C.J.
    I don't know it.
    
    DONNA
    [sighs] Didn't you go to elementary school?
    
    C.J.
    Yes, right before being a National Merit Scholar.
    
    DONNA
    "Madrigals" is another song.
    
    C.J.
    "Madrigals?"
    
    DONNA
    A couple of guys wearing costumes and playing the lute, it's no problem.
    
    C.J.
    You're not the one conducting a musical on CNN.
    
    DONNA
    Do you want me to teach you the song?
    
    C.J.
    Yes.
    
    DONNA
    Now?
    
    C.J.
    Not now, right now I have, you know, actual serious work to do. [while waving a camera flash]
    
    Donna heads off as C.J. goes into her OFFICE. Eric and Troy are still inside.
    
    C.J.
    Okay, it's show time guys. I've observed you under a number of conditions, and this is the 
    final. I don't like you wigging out in the President’s face I just don't like the photo, so...
    
    She flashes the camera flash, as the turkeys make turkey noises.
    
    C.J.
    You both did fine. Troy, I want you know it was neck-and-neck but I'm giving it to Eric. You 
    were in it right to the end but it's the flapping thing you've got going on. I tell you what's 
    of some concern to me, had I been talking out loud this whole time, that's very unsettling.
    
    Donna enters.
    
    C.J.
    Okay, Eric, here we go.
    
    C.J. tries to get Eric to get off the chair and out the door.
    
    C.J.
    Come on Eric, let's go.
    
    DONNA
    The guy said to support him under his hindquarters. 
    
    C.J.
    Well I don't know where his hindquarters are and I'm not going to look that hard. 
    Come on Eric... Come on, down. 
    
    She snaps her fingers. Donna also tries to help out. C.J. keeps Troy from coming instead.
    
    C.J.
    Troy...
    
    CUT TO: INT. JOSH’S OFFICE - DAY
    Sam and Josh enter the office as two INS agents, Betram and Gardner, follow.
    
    BETRAM
    The passages would cost anywhere from $20,000 to $40,000.
    
    JOSH
    $40,000 buys them a spot in a container?
    
    BETRAM
    Yeah.
    
    SAM
    How do these people have $40,000?
    
    JOSH
    They don't.
    
    GARDNER
    That's the problem.
    
    JOSH
    They have to pay off the smugglers when they get here so they become indentured servants. 
    
    SAM
    Sweatshops?
    
    BETRAM
    Drugs, prostitution...
    
    JOSH
    You should know that Al Caldwell and the Christian League have offered to pay their bonds.
    
    GARDNER
    Al Caldwell and the Christian League should know that it's not uncommon for them to be coached.
    
    SAM
    On religious persecution?
    
    JOSH
    It's a good alibi.
    
    BETRAM
    Listen it's not for me to say, but you got to be serious about illegal immigration, and 
    you got to do these things within existing laws. 
    
    JOSH
    Thanks for coming by.
    
    BETRAM
    Good seeing you.
    
    GARDNER
    Take it easy.
    
    JOSH
    You too.
    
    The INS agents leave.
    
    SAM
    A lot of them left their families, two months on the water, in a container, dead bodies 
    in there... They had to want it.
    
    Josh sits down and sighs.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - DAY
    The President is standing over his desk looking over and writing on some papers. 
    C.J. knocks on door and enters.
    
    C.J.
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah?
    
    C.J.
    We're all set.
    
    BARTLET
    [looks up] What am I doing?
    
    C.J.
    Pardoning a turkey.
    
    BARTLET
    Okay.
    
    He turns his attention back to papers as C.J. leaves. While the door still open, Charlie 
    enters with an open knife box in his hands.
    
    CHARLIE
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Excellent. [comes around his desk]
    
    CHARLIE
    I think you'll like this.
    
    BARTLET
    [takes the knife] The Missermeister. Meridian 3000 series. One-piece forged blade, 
    riveted palm handle.
    
    CHARLIE
    Terrific.
    
    BARTLET
    I don't like the handles.
    
    CHARLIE
    Okay.
    
    Josh and Sam enter the Oval Office as Charlie heads out.
    
    JOSH
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    How's it going?
    
    JOSH
    Sir, we've taken a couple dozen meetings in the last two days. 
    
    BARTLET
    You met with Chinese embassy officials?
    
    JOSH
    Last night. They say...
    
    BARTLET
    Christians aren't persecuted in China. Since they aren’t oppressed, they don't qualify 
    for refugee status.
    
    JOSH
    Under U.S. or U.N. Conditions here.
    
    SAM
    They also make the point that they broke Chinese law when the left the country illegally, 
    and should be sent back to the country of origin.
    
    BARTLET
    It's a fair point.
    
    JOSH
    The INS agents also feel it's not uncommon in this situation for refugees to... How do I 
    put it... Feign faith. 
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. They'll be coached.
    
    JOSH
    So how do you tell the difference between...?
    
    BARTLET
    Do you guys know what a "shibboleth" is?
    
    SAM
    It's a catch phrase isn't it?
    
    JOSH
    A cliché.
    
    BARTLET
    It's from the Bible. "Then said now unto him, say now “shibboleth" and he said "sibboleth" 
    for he could not frame to pronounce it right." It was a password, the way the army used to 
    distinguish true Israelites from impostors sent across the river Jordan by the enemy.
    
    JOSH
    Sir...
    
    BARTLET
    I'm having one of the Chinese refugees flown here. I'll meet with him tonight.
    
    C.J.
    [rushes into the room] Mr. President, I can't, you know, indefinitely, with the turkey.
    
    BARTLET
    Yep.
    
    JOSH
    Excuse me, Mr. President, what are you going to ask the Chinese refugee?
    
    Bartlet puts on his coat with C.J.'s assistance.
    
    BARTLET
    I'm going to ask him to say "Shibboleth."
    
    CUT TO: INT. LEO’S OFFICE - DAY
    Leo is looking off intently with his hand near his mouth. The door opens and Margaret enters.
    
    MARGARET
    Leo?
    
    LEO
    She's here?
    
    MARGARET
    Yeah.
    
    LEO
    Okay.
    
    Margaret leaves. Leo gets up and walks around to the other side of his desk. 
    His sister, JOSEPHINE McGARRY, enters.
    
    JOSEPHINE McGARRY
    I understand they've already started beating the drums over me.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    JOSEY
    I don't think I need to tell you that I'm not going to shrink from a fight.
    
    LEO
    No, you don't. In fact you look for them.
    
    JOSEY
    Just like my brother.
    
    LEO
    I don't look for fights, Josey. There are enough of them to look for me.
    
    JOSEY
    Leo...
    
    LEO
    And I am trying to stage manage an undisciplined White House through what I would say 
    was a difficult time except I haven't experienced an easy one yet. 
    
    JOSEY
    This is going to be a big victory for us, Leo. I will have support lined up from the 
    AFT, NEA... I will have support...
    
    LEO
    Jo, I want you to withdraw your name from consideration.
    
    JOSEY
    Why?
    
    LEO
    You feel you can do more as superintendent in Atlanta. 
    
    JOSEY
    No, I mean why...?
    
    LEO
    'Cause the President won't. And even if he would it'd look bad.
    
    JOSEY
    No, I'm asking you why you...?
    
    LEO
    They got a hold of the picture.
    
    JOSEY
    Of what?
    
    LEO
    You know of what.
    
    JOSEY
    There are a lot of pictures, Leo.
    
    LEO
    This one is special. This one is "game's over."
    
    Leo is now sitting on the couch, Josey in a chair.
    
    JOSEY
    The handcuffs.
    
    LEO
    Yeah.
    
    JOSEY
    And you wouldn't even consider sticking by me.
    
    LEO
    A few years ago on a campaign swing through the south, I met a stringer photographer 
    named Odabee Jones. Was an unusual name and so I’ve remembered it. He told me he had you 
    to thank for starting his career in photojournalism 'cause you'd given him a head's up 
    when there was going to be something worth shooting. 
    
    JOSEY
    Leo, what in God's name are you...?
    
    LEO
    Look at the photo credit on the picture.
    
    She looks, leans back and starts to talk but Leo speaks.
    
    LEO
    You called the photographer! You wanted a picture taken of that.
    [beat] Those kids are commendable in this day in age, those kids are phenomenal... 
    Now we have laws and they are difficult and they have to be enforced, and it's right 
    that they're enforced... but we do not strut ever! 
    
    A long pause before she responds.
    
    JOSEY
    Is there something you need me to sign?
    
    Leo opens a folder to a letter typed up, gives her a pen; she signs it, gives back the pen, 
    sets the letter down, and gets up; moves towards the door.
    
    JOSEY
    Anything else?
    
    LEO
    [standing up] Kiss your kids hello for me.
    
    Josey sighs and leaves as Toby enters.
    
    TOBY
    [sighs] She'll get over it.
    
    LEO
    She hasn't gotten over my making her return the stolen milk duds.
    
    TOBY
    You were right. 
    
    LEO
    I know. 
    
    TOBY
    Josey was the wrong face to put on this.
    
    LEO
    Yes.
    
    TOBY
    But I'll tell you why it should be front and center. It's not the first amendment, 
    it's not religious freedom, it's not church and state, it's not... abstract...
    
    LEO
    What is it?
    
    TOBY
    It's the fourth grader who gets his ass kicked at recess 'cause he sat out the voluntary 
    prayer in homeroom. It's another way of making kids different from other kids when they're 
    required by law to be there. That’s why you want it front and center; fourth grader; 
    that's the prize. 
    
    LEO
    What'd they do to you?
    
    Toby looks uncomfortable, looks at his feet, shifts his weight from one leg to the other 
    as Ginger enters.
    
    GINGER
    [motions out] Leo?
    
    LEO
    Yeah. 
    
    He pauses as Ginger leaves.
    
    LEO
    You're right about that part. That part needs to be talked about more.
    
    TOBY
    It does. 
    
    LEO
    Okay.
    
    TOBY
    What are you doing for dinner tomorrow? 'Cause Josh and Sam and I are watching the game.
    
    LEO
    I'm with the First Family.
    
    TOBY
    Okay. [turns around, then turns back] Hey Leo, do me a favor, don’t tell the President 
    that we're just...
    
    LEO
    Oh the President could honestly give a damn what you guys are doing tomorrow Toby. 
    
    TOBY
    Yeah... 
    
    He clears his throat as he leaves. Leo goes into the Oval Office.
    
    FADE OUT.
    END ACT THREE
    * * *
    
    ACT FOUR
    
    FADE IN: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM [VO]
    Uh, Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    Is he here?
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM [VO]
    Yes, sir.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    
    BARTLET
    Good.
    
    He goes from behind his desk to his jacket on a chair. Leo is with him.
    
    LEO
    Did we get an interpreter?
    
    BARTLET
    He speaks English. He’s a chemistry professor.
    
    LEO
    Yeah?
    
    BARTLET
    [puts on his jacket] There was a while there I wanted to be a chemistry professor.
    
    LEO
    What happened?
    
    BARTLET
    I never actually studied chemistry.
    
    LEO
    Well, if these college chemistry departments are really demanding that way...
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    Mrs. Landingham comes in. Behind her is an Asian man, JHIN-WEI and two aides.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Mr. President?
    
    JHIN-WEI comes in, and the two aides stay by the door.
    
    BARTLET
    Jhin-Wei?
    
    JHIN-WEI
    Yes sir.
    
    They shake hands.
    
    BARTLET
    I’m Jed Bartlet. This is Leo McGarry.
    
    LEO
    How do you do?
    
    BARTLET
    Thanks for coming all this way.
    
    JHIN-WEI
    Yes sir.
    
    LEO
    [to the aides] Fellas... would you mind waiting outside?
    
    Mrs. Landingham escorts the two aides outside.
    
    BARTLET
    Would you care to sit down? It’s perfectly all right.
    
    They sit. Leo leans in front of the desk.
    
    BARTLET
    [motions to the table] There are some sandwiches here. If you get hungry, feel free to 
    eat as much as you want.
    
    JHIN-WEI
    Yes sir.
    
    BARTLET
    There are questions as to the veracity of your claim to the asylum.
    
    JHIN-WEI
    Yes sir.
    
    BARTLET
    How did you become a Christian?
    
    JHIN-WEI
    I began attending a house church with my wife in Fujian. Eventually, I was baptized.
    
    BARTLET
    How do you practice?
    
    JHIN-WEI
    We share bibles--we don’t have enough. We sing hymns. We hear sermons. We recite the 
    Lord’s Prayer. We are charible.
    
    BARTLET
    Who’s the head of your church?
    
    JHIN-WEI
    The head of our parish is an 84 year old man named Wen-Ling. He’s been beaten and 
    imprisoned many times. The head of our church is Jesus Christ.
    
    BARTLET
    Can you name any of Jesus’ disciples? [beat] If you can’t, that’s okay. I usually can’t 
    remember the names of my kids, or for that matter...
    
    JHIN-WEI
    Peter, Andrew, John, Phillip, Bartholomew, Thomas, Matthew, Thaddeus, Simon, Judas and James.
    [beat] Mr. President, Christianity is not demonstrated through a recitation of facts. 
    You’re seeking evidence of faith, a wholehearted acceptance of God’s promise for a better 
    world. “For we hold that man is justified by faith alone” is what St. Paul said. “Justified 
    by faith alone.” Faith is the true... uh, I’m trying to... shibboleth. Faith is the true 
    shibboleth.
    
    BARTLET
    [beat] Yes, it is. And you sir, just said the magic word in more ways than one. Thank you.
    [They stand.] It was a pleasure to meet you.
    
    JHIN-WEI
    Thank you, Mr. President.
    
    After they shake hands, Jhin-Wei turns to leave the Oval Office. Bartlet watches him go, 
    then turns around to face Leo.
    
    LEO
    We’re trying to sell more 747s to China, already a big customer. We want China to crack down 
    on violators of American copyrights. We’re trying to get China to negotiate a settlement 
    with Tibet...
    
    BARTLET
    Right.
    
    LEO
    Right.
    
    Bartlet sits back down again. Leo goes to sit in front of him.
    
    BARTLET
    We don’t have to grant asylum.
    
    LEO
    If you’re suggesting what I think you are, you should know it happened before.
    
    BARTLET
    Where are they?
    
    LEO
    An I.N.S. detention facility in Otay-Mesa. They’re being guarded by I.N.S. agents aided 
    by the 22nd Division of the California National Guard.
    
    BARTLET
    Not the Coast Guard?
    
    LEO
    No.
    
    BARTLET
    Before... when it happened before... how did it work?
    
    LEO
    Well, you don’t want to piss off China, and you want to send them back... You got to ask 
    yourself, how secure is the I.N.S. detention facility?
    
    BARTLET
    [beat] Mrs. Landingham?
    
    Mrs. Landingham approaches the open door from her desk.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Yes sir?
    
    BARTLET
    I need to talk to the Governor of California.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Yes sir.
    
    She heads to the phone on her desk.
    
    CUT TO: EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - DAY
    THURSDAY MORNING
    THANKSGIVING
    
    CUT TO: INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
    C.J. comes out of a room and sees Carol.
    
    C.J.
    Carol?
    
    CAROL
    Yeah?
    
    C.J.
    We’re starting in five minutes. You can move the press to the Rose Garden.
    
    CAROL
    Yeah.
    
    They part ways. C.J. meets Toby as he stops on his tracks and follows her.
    
    TOBY
    Hey Toscanini.
    
    C.J.
    I’m busy.
    
    TOBY
    You’re learning the song?
    
    C.J.
    I know the song.
    
    TOBY
    You don’t know the song?
    
    C.J.
    “We gather together to ask the Lord’s blessing. He chastens and hastens his will to make known.”
    
    TOBY
    You know what it means?
    
    C.J.
    I don’t have to know what it means.
    
    TOBY
    Listen. I don’t know what you’re doing for dinner tonight, but Josh and Sam and I...
    
    C.J.
    It’s about damn time you asked me! I have been sitting here for two weeks turning down 
    all kinds of very, frankly, glamorous invitations from people I like more than you. You 
    can’t ask a girl at the last minute...
    
    TOBY
    [stops] Well, if you can’t come...
    
    C.J.
    No. I can come. I can come. I can come.
    
    They walk again.
    
    TOBY
    Good.
    
    C.J.
    Should I bring anything?
    
    TOBY
    Yeah. Do you know how to, you know, cook food?
    
    C.J.
    We’re in the Rose Garden in five minutes.
    
    She walks away from him and goes to her OFFICE. She sees Morton trying to get one of 
    the turkeys. Donna is with him.
    
    DONNA
    C.J., this is Morton Horn. He’s from Jasper Farms. He’s here to take one of the turkeys back.
    
    C.J.
    What do you mean?
    
    MORTON
    Well, I’m here to take one of the turkeys back.
    
    C.J.
    [tries to stop him] No. No. These turkeys are going to a petting zoo in Delaware.
    
    Troy flaps his wings behind her.
    
    MORTON
    Well, one of them is.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, but I’m gonna send both of them.
    
    DONNA
    C.J., Jasper Farms donated one turkey and then the other one...
    
    C.J.
    Right, but I’m gonna take them both.
    
    MORTON
    No. I got to take a turkey back.
    
    C.J.
    [grabs her wallet] I’m gonna buy them from you. What’s he, 30 bucks?
    
    MORTON
    These turkeys are 275 dollars.
    
    C.J.
    For a turkey!?
    
    MORTON
    They’re especially raised.
    
    C.J.
    At the Waldorf?
    
    MORTON
    Ma’am, I...
    
    C.J.
    I’ll pay it.
    
    MORTON
    It’s already been sold.
    
    C.J.
    Give them a different turkey.
    
    MORTON
    Well, all of them have been sold.
    
    DONNA
    C.J., I think...
    
    MORTON
    Ma’am, it was my understanding that one of these turkeys has to be pardoned, the other 
    one sent back to Jasper Farms.
    
    C.J.
    Yeah, and I chose Eric because Troy doesn’t like to be touched, which, surely we’re not 
    gonna execute him for.
    
    MORTON
    Ma’am, I have a job and I need...
    
    C.J.
    Come with me, please.
    
    MORTON
    Ma’am!
    
    C.J.
    Grab the turkey, and come with me.
    
    MORTON
    [sighs] Alright.
    
    C.J. and Donna head out. Morton grabs Troy from the desk and follows them.
    
    CUT TO: INT. OUTER OVAL OFFICE - DAY
    Mrs. Landingham is busy on her desk as Bartlet opens the door to the Oval Office. 
    He comes out and just stands by the door.
    
    BARTLET
    Mrs. Landingham, can I look at a copy of the Thanksgiving proclamation?
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Sir, why don’t you use the Intercom?
    
    BARTLET
    ‘Cause...
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    ‘Cause you don’t know how to use the Intercom.
    
    BARTLET
    I was standing at the door.
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Maybe after the ceremony, you could get one of the fourth graders to come in and show 
    you how to use the Intercom.
    
    BARTLET
    [starts to approach] Can I look at a copy...?
    
    MRS. LANDINGHAM
    Sam’s bringing it in.
    
    Charlie suddenly comes in. 
    
    CHARLIE
    Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    What you got, Charles?
    
    CHARLIE
    A winner, Mr. President.
    
    Charlie heads straight for THE OVAL OFFICE as Bartlet follows swiftly behind.
    
    CHARLIE
    The 1985 Kimono Yomada made in Japan with the best materials available.
    
    BARTLET
    Lighter weight blade.
    
    CHARLIE
    Which facilitates cutting and reduces user fatigue.
    
    Bartlet walks around behind his desk. Charlie stands in front.
    
    BARTLET
    I once test-drove the Komin Yomada.
    
    CHARLIE
    And?
    
    BARTLET
    Not wild about it--How about this?
    
    CHARLIE
    Okay, Mr. President. I say this with all possible respect, but each of these knives cut, 
    you know, meat. Why is it important?
    
    BARTLET
    Because it’s something we pass on. Something with a history so we can say, “My father 
    gave this to me. His father gave it to him, and now I’m giving it to you.”
    
    CHARLIE
    Well, okay sir, but if that’s true, then why don’t you already have one?
    
    BARTLET
    I do have one.
    
    CHARLIE
    Why do you need a new one?
    
    BARTLET
    I’m giving mine away.
    
    CHARLIE
    To who?
    
    BARTLET
    Whom.
    
    CHARLIE
    To whom?
    
    BARTLET
    Funny you should ask.
    
    He opens a desk drawer from his left and pulls out what looks like an antique knife 
    case, nicely wrapped with a piece of red ribbon.
    
    BARTLET
    Charlie, my father gave this to me, and his father gave it to him, and now I’m giving it to you.
    
    He extends his hand to offer the knife case to his personal aide. Charlie gently takes it 
    and gazes at it for a moment.
    
    BARTLET
    Take a look.
    
    Charlie unties the red ribbon and opens the case to reveal the knife inside, in which he 
    stares at it admiringly.
    
    BARTLET
    The fully tapered bolster allows for sharpening the entire edge of the blade.
    
    CHARLIE
    It says, “P.R.” I thought I knew all, but I don’t recognize the manufacturer.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. This was made for my family by a Boston silversmith named Paul Revere.
    
    Charlie swiftly looks up in surprise, much appreciation now seen in his eyes. Behind him, 
    C.J. quietly enters.
    
    C.J.
    Mr. President?
    
    BARTLET
    I’m proud of you, Charlie.
    
    Still taken aback, Charlie gives him a soft response.
    
    CHARLIE
    Thank you, sir. [beat] Five minutes in the Rose Garden.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah.
    
    Charlie turns around to leave as C.J. stands at the back of the room, clearing her throat 
    before speaking.
    
    C.J.
    Mr. President.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah?
    
    C.J.
    Hi!
    
    BARTLET
    Hi.
    
    C.J.
    I’m sorry to ask you this, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    Not too late to stop yourself.
    
    C.J.
    I need you to pardon a turkey.
    
    BARTLET
    I already pardoned a turkey.
    
    C.J.
    I need you to pardon another one.
    
    BARTLET
    Didn’t I do it right?
    
    C.J.
    You did it great, but I need you to come out here and pardon another one.
    
    BARTLET
    Aren’t I gonna get a reputation for being soft on turkeys?
    
    C.J.
    Sir, could you come out here and just get this over with?
    
    BARTLET
    No, I’m not just gonna get this--What the hell is going on?
    
    C.J.
    [approaches] They sent me two turkeys. The most photo-friendly of the two gets a 
    Presidential pardon and a full life at a children’s zoo. The runner-up gets eaten.
    
    BARTLET
    If the Oscars were like that, I’d watch.
    
    C.J.
    Mr. President...
    
    BARTLET
    Just buy the second turkey.
    
    C.J.
    They already sold it.
    
    BARTLET
    There’s not much I can do.
    
    C.J.
    You can pardon the turkey.
    
    BARTLET
    The turkey hasn’t committed a crime.
    
    C.J.
    Sir...
    
    BARTLET
    C.J., I have really no judicial jurisdiction over birds.
    
    C.J.
    Yes, I know that, and you know that, but Morton Horn doesn’t know that.
    
    BARTLET
    Who’s Morton...?
    
    C.J.
    He’s a high school kid from the turkey place.
    
    BARTLET
    He’s in high school and he doesn’t know I can’t pardon his turkey?
    
    C.J.
    That’s what I’m betting.
    
    BARTLET
    C.J., if we don’t and I mean completely overhaul public education in this country...
    
    C.J.
    Yes sir, but maybe this is not the best time to...
    
    BARTLET
    Where the hell is he?
    
    C.J.
    Right out there.
    
    Bartlet immediately heads for the door, with C.J. following behind him.
    
    CUT TO: INT. OUTER OVAL OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    As Bartlet and C.J. come out of the Oval Office, we see Donna and Morton by the door of 
    the room near Charlie’s desk. Troy, the turkey, is in front of them.
    
    C.J.
    Morton, this is President Bartlet.
    
    BARTLET
    Hey, Morton.
    
    MORTON
    Wow.
    
    BARTLET
    Well said. Is that the turkey?
    
    DONNA
    Yes.
    
    BARTLET
    [to the turkey] You’re pardoned.
    
    C.J.
    Sir...
    
    BARTLET
    What do you want?
    
    C.J.
    [with hand gestures] Well, you know...
    
    BARTLET
    [to the turkey again] By the power vested in me by the Constitution of the United States, 
    I hereby pardon you.
    
    MORTON
    [pleased] Okay.
    
    BARTLET
    No, it’s not okay.
    
    C.J.
    Sir...
    
    BARTLET
    Morton, I can’t pardon a turkey. If you think I can pardon a turkey, then you have got 
    to go back to your school and insist that you be better prepared to go out in the world.
    
    DONNA
    You can’t pardon a turkey?
    
    BARTLET
    [beat] No. I tell you what I can do. I’m drafting this turkey into military service. 
    In the meantime, somebody will be drafting a check, which will have my signature on it, 
    so the folks can buy themselves a Butterball.
    
    MORTON
    Okay.
    
    C.J.
    Donna, will you have Morton take Troy back to his pen, and remember to support his hindquarters.
    
    BARTLET
    [quietly to C.J.] What’s wrong with him?
    
    C.J.
    The turkey’s hindquarters.
    
    As Morton picks up Troy and walks off with Donna, Sam and Josh come in the room.
    
    BARTLET
    [to Sam] I’m still waiting for the thing.
    
    SAM
    [holds up a folder] Right here.
    
    BARTLET
    Let’s go in.
    
    Bartlet goes inside THE OVAL OFFICE. Josh and Sam follow, but C.J. stays behind.
    
    C.J.
    Sir...
    
    BARTLET
    Give me two minutes.
    
    C.J.
    [points to the colonnade] I’m gonna step out there and begin the singing and lute playing.
    
    BARTLET [OS]
    Whatever!
    
    C.J. drops her hand and heads out the door.
    
    CUT TO: INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
    Bartlet is on his way to go behind the desk. Josh and Sam stands in front.
    
    JOSH
    I’m assuming you’ve heard?
    
    BARTLET
    By the way, the Latin word for “yam” is “dioscorea.”
    
    JOSH
    You’ve heard.
    
    BARTLET
    About the Chinese refugees?
    
    SAM
    They escaped.
    
    BARTLET
    Yeah. Can you believe it?
    
    JOSH
    No, as a matter of fact, neither one of us can believe it, sir.
    
    BARTLET
    That detention center was being guarded by the 22nd Division of the California National 
    Guard. Now, what does it say about our reserve army?
    
    SAM
    That 83 men, women and children who haven’t eaten in two months staged a prison break.
    
    BARTLET
    Let me read this.
    
    He now has the folder in his hand, puts on his glasses, and starts to read from the paper inside.
    
    BARTLET
    “Well over three and a half centuries ago, strengthened by faith and bound by a common 
    desire for liberty, a small band of pilgrims sought out a place in the New World where 
    they could worship according to their own beliefs. Now therefore I, Josiah Bartlet, 
    President of the United States, by virtue of authority and laws vested in me, do hereby 
    proclaim this to be a National Day of Thanksgiving.”
    
    SAM
    I’ll see you out there, sir. [walks out to the portico]
    
    JOSH
    You asked the Governor to stand down the 22nd Division.
    
    BARTLET
    [taking off his glasses] And call in the Red Cross. We didn’t do anything illegal. 
    We’re not involved in any massive criminal conspiracy. There’s no way I was letting 
    them go, and we needed to help China save face, so now they can tell their people that 
    the mighty American military was overpowered by...
    
    JOSH
    Yeah.
    
    Bartlet starts to head out to the colonnade.
    
    JOSH
    So the guy passed the test, huh?
    
    BARTLET
    You think I would’ve sent him back if he’d failed catechism? Let me tell you something. 
    We can be the world’s policeman. We can be the world’s bank, the world’s factory, the 
    world’s farm. What does it mean if we’re not also...
    
    He pauses for a moment, smiling a little. From a distance we hear several children 
    starting to sing.
    
    BARTLET
    We’ve made it into the New World, Josh. You know what I get to do now? I get to proclaim 
    the National Day of Thanksgiving.
    
    HERALD [OS]
    Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, the President of the United States.
    
    BARTLET
    [to Josh] This is a great job.
    
    With a big smile, he opens the door to the COLONNADE, and heads for THE ROSE GARDEN. 
    Josh stays still at the door for a moment, and then follows him. A Secret Service Agent 
    goes to close the door. Somewhere nearby, children continue to sing, with angelic voices 
    we can now hear bright and clear. 
    
    SINGERS [OS]
    ...to ask the Lord’s blessing.
    He chastens and hastens 
    His will to make known.
    The weak and oppressing 
    Now seized from distressing
    Sing praises to His name,
    He forgets not His own.
    
    The song ends, and from the door, we slowly--
    
    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 2.8 -- “Shibboleth”
    Original Airdate: November 22, 2000, 9:00 P.M. EST
    
    Transcript By: Giorgio, Kris, Tobyfan and JenLovesWW
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