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(sighs)

Come on in, Monica.

MONICA: Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Wow, you've known the
president a long time.

Yes. We're close.

We met when we were teenagers.

Oh, wow.

- Closing things up here.
- Oh, sure.

Okay. So...

why are you here today?

Oh, um, well, I applied
for the position

at the National Security Office.

Back here at the White House.

I-I was under the impression
you were aware of that.

Yes. Is there something
you'd like me to do about it?

Oh, I'm sorry. I'm
a little confused.

I was told you were working
on placing me back here.

Placing you in the White House?

This is the first
I'm hearing of that.

Oh.

Remind me, where are you now?

The Pentagon, uh,
Public Affairs.

I'm the confidential
assistant to Ken Bacon,

but before that, I was here.

Why did you transfer out?

Oh, um... it wasn't
really my decision.

Whose decision was it?

Evelyn Lieberman made
that arrangement.

Right.

I spoke to Evelyn about you.

Oh, s-so you did
speak to someone?

She gave me a rundown
of your departure.

Monica...

you've got a good job.

You get to travel
the world with DoD.

Why would you want
to come back here?

I really love working
in the executive branch.

Hmm.

Well, unfortunately,

that NSC job has been filled.

- Oh, it has?
- Yeah.

I'll just have to
find something else.

Okay, um...

because it's been almost a year

since I was told
I'd be back here.

And who told you that?

He did.

He who?

(door opens)

Linda.

- Why would you do this?
- I'm not in the mood, Monica.

The big creep is
gonna be so mad.

Why? I called Kathleen
a liar because she is.

I helped him.

You said that he fondled his
employee in the West Wing.

Oh, I should have known
you'd take his side.

- I'm not!
- His lawyer Bob Bennett

defames me on the world stage.He says

I'm not to be believed.

And your only concern
is protecting him.

Linda, he knows that
you and I are friends.

You have to fix this.

I am not the catalyst here.

I didn't ask for a front-row
ticket to his misbehavior.

I was handed one, forced
against my will to watch.

Please. I am so close
to getting my job back.

If the White House
has any excuse...

I am at war with
the White House.

For 20 years I have given
everything to this system.

I have been nothing but loyal,

and now I'm a target.

I really don't think
you're a target.

I was the last person to
see Vince Foster alive.

The White House disposed of
me like a piece of trash.

And they will do the
same to you, Monica.

- I don't think so.
- Oh, trust me.

I wasn't welcome back,
and you won't be either.

Oh, Jesus, Linda, no
one wanted you back.

(sighs)

I'm sorry, I...

That's not what I...

That came out wrong, Linda.

Linda, I am very scared,
and I'm worried about you

because you're a
political appointee,

- and you could lose your job for this.
- Yeah.

And then I'll write
a tell-all book.

See how they like that.

What does that mean?

Don't be such a narcissist.

It'll be about me, not you.

(Monica huffs)

Who left this here?

Who put this here?!

♪

(phone line ringing)

LUCIANNE (on recording): You've reached
the office of Lucianne Goldberg.

- Start talking.
- (beep)

Lucianne, it's Linda Tripp.

I'm sure you've seen Newsweek.

(sighs) I need to talk.

It's urgent, and I didn't
know who else to call.

NEWSCASTER: The pictures,
for which a London tabloid

- reportedly paid $400,000...
- (phone rings)

show Diana cavorting about...

- Hello?
- MONICA: Hi.

Hi.

I just want to say again
I'm sorry about earlier.

You know how important
you are to me, I just...

I'm scared that the
big creep would be mad,

and you and I would end up

jobless in a ditch somewhere.

Just kidding about
the ditch part.

I understand.

Do you forgive me?

Of course.

I have to say this has been

such an unsettling 24 hours.

Ugh, I know. Me, too.

You know, I finally had
a meeting with Marsha.

Did I tell you that?

Who, I'll remind you, in
July said that there would be

a job available for me this fall

and is now saying there
might not be one available

- this year.
- You're kidding.

No, I'm serious, Linda,
and at this point

it's like Bill said
that she would secure

a job for me months ago.

When I call her, she acts like
she doesn't even know who I am,

and then, when he sends
me back in to see her,

she just sits there and stares
at me with these mean eyes

and asks me all these questions,
like, "Why would you want

"to come back to work
at the White House

"to make less than you do

at the Pentagon?"

And "What's your relationship
to the president?"

And it's like, we all
know why she's asking.

She used to be his girlfriend.

Mm-hmm.

So I called Betty to see
if I could talk to him,

but she keeps saying
that he's busy.

I'm just so frustrated, Linda.

He's the president
of the United States.

He should be able to snap his
fingers and make this happen.

And I know he's
trying, and I know

it's not like he has a lot
of free time on his hands.

But anyway...

(cheering, whooping)

- (quiet chatter)
- (music playing)

Ryan. Allison.

A little help.

(chatter continues)

Did anyone call for me?

♪ And show you
that I'm real... ♪

- A human being is speaking to you.
- No.

- (phone ringing)
- I'm not a fan of your tone.

ALLISON: Mm-hmm.

Flying solo. You can join me

- if you want.
- Monica.

Guess again, dear.

- Lucianne. Hi.
- (Lucianne laughs)

I wasn't sure
you'd call me back.

I probably shouldn't have.

You get me all hot
and bothered thinking

you're sitting on something
big, and then you vanish.

Let me change phones.

When I say hang up...

- ♪ Return of the Mack ♪
- ♪ Oh, my God ♪

- ♪ You know that I'll be back ♪
- ♪ Here I am... ♪

- LUCIANNE: So, why'd you call?
- LINDA: Well, I have

found myself in possession of
some very sensitive information,

information of major
national importance.

Yes.

Last year a young woman was
placed in my office. She...

- Oh, I don't know quite how to say this.
- Linda,

- I'm gonna hang up.
- No, no, no.

Listen, this-this woman...

She has, um, taken me
in as her confidant.

And it turns out
she's the girlfriend

of the president of
the United States.

(Lucianne laughs)

You honestly needed that
much build-up to tell me

Bill Clinton has a girl
on the side? (laughs)

Oh, trust me. This is
not his usual routine.

- I'm talking long-term.
- Let me guess.

- She's made it two days.
- No.

Two years.

What?

It's actually quite disturbing.

She was 21 when it started,

an intern.

He went after her immediately.

I-I mean, secret
sexual encounters

every chance he could get.

He'd take a call with the prime
minister, she'd be on her knees.

So, naturally, I am concerned

about this young
woman's well-being.

- Naturally.
- It's awful.

He's been dragging
her through hell.

Has Madame X considered

- coming forward?
- No.

No, she's not the type.

And she thinks they're in love.

And what do you think?

She is in pain and-and
she can't see her way out.

I mean, someone needs to end
this before anyone gets hurt.

You could do a book.

You really think so?

Are you kidding? The
head honcho breaks

the presidential
seal of an intern.

That's six figures easy.

Say goodbye to
bureaucratic bullshit,

and you'll get to be a hero.

It's your chance to

expose Clinton for
what he really is.

- Of course, you need proof.
- I have it.

And I take notes... dates,
times. I made an Excel

spreadsheet documenting
every sexual encounter.

Linda, you are not enough.

You need real evidence.

You said you talked to her
on the phone all the time.

- Yeah.
- You could tape the calls.

Pe-People do that?

- I-Isn't it illegal?
- Nope.

Completely kosher.

(sighs)

It's just...

if she were to find out.

Dear, we have been here before.

If you're doing this, you're
going to have to commit.

- (sighs)
- I know you're more accustomed

to secretarial tasks,

but this is your shot
at the big leagues.

You're either taking
it, or you're not.

So...

think about it, call me back.

She's standing right
here... with a bag.

BETTY: You do realize you have
to arrange visits with him

in advance, like everyone else.

I know. I'm sorry, but I...
I looked at his schedule,

so I thought that maybe he...

He's watching G.I.
Jane with Chelsea,

and he cannot be disturbed.

Why don't you have a
seat? Catch your breath.

(Monica sighs)

Oh, I feel like an idiot.

I told myself I
wouldn't come here.

He brought this back
from Martha's Vineyard,

and he wanted me to
give these to you.

All this? I just...

All I asked for was a T-shirt.

That's very sweet.

Oh, God, everything
he gets me is so ugly.

(laughs) I'll just say
one word... Arkansas.

Betty, why won't he see me?

I just want to talk about
transferring back here.

It'll take five minutes. If
he's watching the movie, I...

I didn't invent the rules.
They apply to everyone.

Okay. Sorry. I'm just...

I'm in a weird place right now.

Has he said anything
about my job?

- He's working on it.
- Okay.

Because Marsha
hasn't helped at all.

He's doing the best he can.

(voice breaking): Thank
you for your time, Betty.

(sighs)

(crying)

(phone rings)

- Hello.
- (Monica crying)

I can't take it anymore.

What happened?

- All I do is the same shit.
- Where are you?

Do you want me to come get you?

There's something
wrong with me, Linda.

I went over there.

I was out of my mind. I...

I was watching
myself do the thing

that I promised
myself I wouldn't do.

- Monica.
- And I can't even get it

through my fucking skull

that he doesn't give
a shit about me!

I al... I always do this.

Where are you?

He won't even see me

for two fucking minutes,

and I spend every minute

of every day thinking about him.

It's like... it's like
a bad song that I can't

get out of my head, and I...

I don't... I don't
want to be here.

I don't want to exist.

(phone ringing)

- Hello.
- LINDA: It's sick.

The whole thing is sick.

You should hear her talk

about him. (scoffs)

It's excruciating.

She's in so much
pain over this pig.

LUCIANNE: The poor thing.

He acts like he's
some great defender

- of women.
- Mr. Feminist, Mr. Women's Rights.

He's a hypocrite.

He's lied to her and led
her on, and now she is...

She must be losing her mind.

She is.

She's losing her mind.

I need to come forward.

You want to do a book?

It's the best
thing for everyone.

I couldn't agree more.

Of course, you do realize,

once they get their grubby
little hands on this girl,

the press will destroy her.

It's a tabloid moment, then
she'll move on with her life.

I don't know. You should see

what the Clintons
do to his women.

As soon as the name gets out,

they make sure
she's chopped alive.

I mean, Flowers, Jones...
They make a few calls,

arrange a few
leaks, and suddenly

a nice girl from Bible school
is the Whore of Babylon.

Well, sure. They can do
that to cocktail waitresses

or trailer people, but
Monica is different.

She's from Beverly Hills, a
very privileged upbringing.

I mean, she-she told
me when all this began,

she knew what she
was getting into.

She's no victim.

She'll be fine.

You'll lose her as a friend.

LINDA: I've made
my peace with that.

MAN: Lots of people like

the CTR-116.

But personally, I
like the CTR-107 Vox.

You get more bang for your buck,
and it has voice activation.

I just need it to work.

(TV plays quietly)

(line ringing)

MONICA: Hi.

Hi.

- How are you?
- Ah.

I'm fine. I just got
off the treadmill.

I wish crying burnt calories.

- (chuckles)
- I went to Needless Markups

in Georgetown today. I
bought the big creep a tie.

I miss him, Linda.

Who do you miss?

Bill. Who else?

I mean, this is the man

who called me
back-to-back nights,

who literally had
me come see him

on his fucking
wedding anniversary.

And now what? Just weeks
of nothing? Total silence?

Like, I don't know what
I'm supposed to think.

Remind me. When was the last
time you two were together?

- Linda, you know this.
- Well,

- I know, but I don't remember the exact date.
- It was when

he gave me the Annie
Lennox CD, which, I mean,

just to say it... that's
completely a make-out album.

Like, it's not even subtle.

Was-was this when
he was on crutches?

What? No. That was back
in March. Remember?

'Cause I was surprised,
he could barely even walk,

but he grabbed me and kissed
me the moment we were alone.

Then what happened?

Oh, we fooled around.

♪

(knocking)

Welcome to my safe house.

- I didn't realize you were a spy.
- (laughs)

LUCIANNE: You
kid. Back in '72,

I posed as press on
McGovern's plane.

Remember Nixon?
You're welcome.

This is my son Jonah's place.

- Drink?
- I'm fine.

Hello, Harvey.

Hi, Linda. Someone gonna
tell me why I'm here?

LUCIANNE: As you
know, Linda has access

to some very sensitive details

about the president's
extramarital activities.

She's decided to
write a book about it.

Congratulations. How
do I fit into this?

There are people who
wrongly assume Linda's

- in bed with the far right.
- (Linda scoffs)

We need people to understand
that this story is legitimate.

If you break the story
first, no one can deny it.

So how do I know it's true?

Concrete proof that the
president of the United States

is having an affair
with an intern.

- You've been taping her?
- Do you want to hear her voice?

Why would I want
to hear her voice?

I don't even know her name.

Her name is Monica Lewinsky.

MONICA: I'm trying
to see him tomorrow.

Betty thinks he'll be around
after the state dinner.

- No. Stop.
- (laughing): What's wrong?

I can't listen to this.

Taping without consent violates
my journalistic principles.

- Oh, for God's sake.
- Why don't you tell me

what's on the tape, and I can
see if it's worth listening to?

Monica describes multiple sexual
encounters with the president,

including a time after
his knee surgery,

when he was holding himself up
on his crutches while they...

That's it? She just
talks about having sex?

They don't actually
have sex, just oral...

She orgasms, he
doesn't like to...

(laughing): Ew, no.

This is why you brought me here?

(sighs) I-I don't work
for the National Enquirer.

I-I-I'm a serious reporter.

I report on abuses of power.

- This is an abuse of power.
- Linda,

there's no question that
his behavior is disgusting.

It's Bill Clinton. No shit.
But you said it yourself.

It's not sexual harassment.

LINDA: Whatever the
particular terminology,

he's the chief executive,

and she's a kid
barely out of school,

who lost her position
in the White House.

Oh, a girl moved
offices. Forgive me.

It's Iran-Contra all over again.

There's no quid pro quo.

He's not paying her off.

He's not getting her a
job to keep her quiet.

(phone ringing)

- Did you check out the Macy's sale?
- LINDA: Yes.

- It's a total dud. (chuckles)
- (TV playing in background)

Listen, I have
something very important

that I need to tell you.

I was talking with a
close friend who works

at the White House.

- What friend?
- Kate.

- What's her last name?
- Friedrich.

She's a major player
in National Security.

- I don't think I know her.
- You don't, but,

um... she knows you.

Kate's very plugged in.

She knows about all the hirings
and firings in the West Wing.

So I thought, why don't I ask

about Monica's job prospects
at the White House?

- I mean, you've been waiting so long.
- What did she say?

(Linda sighs)

I don't know how
to tell you this.

Okay, Linda, you're
freaking me out.

There's a black
mark on your name.

- What does that mean?
- They know who you are.

Kate said, "Monica Lewinsky

will never get a job
at the White House."

Okay, well, maybe you just
misunderstood her, and may...

I just... I should just
speak to, um, Betty, or...

She-she begged me
not to say anything,

but she was very clear.

You're not coming back.

I just... I just talked
to Betty, and she said

that he was working on
bringing me back. I should...

- I should have known.
- You're right.

Look, he owes you a job.

And if it's not gonna
be the White House,

he needs to find you
one somewhere else.

How hard is it to
tell the truth?

I've given them a
million opportunities.

Monica, you know what?

You need to take
advantage of this.

Maybe Bill's friend
Vernon Jordan can help.

He's constantly doing favors fr
everyone in the inner circle.

A phone call from Bill could
gt you a great gig in New York.

- I hate them, Linda.
- Monica,

- listen to me.
- I fucking hate them.

- You need to...
- (click)

Oh.

- I can't tell you.
- Okay. Very nice.

- (laughs) - It's so good.
- (phone ringing)

Hello.

MONICA: You said to my face
that he would bring me back.

Monica? I-I don't know
what you're talking about.

You're a liar.
You're both liars.

I can fix this. We can
fix this. I promise.

Stop it! Stop!

(click)

(sighs)

(phone ringing)

BILL: Who the hell
do you think you are?

You know, Betty didn't come
up out of the Jim Crow South

to work in the damn White House

to be yelled at by some
fucking 24-year-old.

She called me in tears.

She was devastated. I
thought you were a good girl.

Are you kidding?

I've been good.

I've driven myself
crazy trying to be good.

You are the one that promised
me that Bob Nash would take care

of my job, and he didn't.

And then Marsha, you said,
would take care of it.

And now all she's done is
lie and be a bitch to me.

Damn it, Monica. You swore
you wouldn't cause trouble.

You know, if I'd known
this is who you were,

I never would've gotten
involved with you.

Fuck you.

You promised me I could come
back to the White House.

Oh, for God's sake. All I think
about is you and your job.

I'm obsessed with it.

My whole life has become
about finding you a job.

Well, you won't have to deal
with me anymore, so don't worry.

I won't call you,

and I won't ever come to see
you again because I'm leaving.

I'm moving to New York.

That's a big move.

There's no point
in staying here.

Well...

I think it's a great idea.

Do you, um...?

Could you maybe help me, you
know, find something there?

Of course.

I'll do anything I can.

Um, maybe Vernon Jordan

could help me find
something not in government.

I'll call him first
thing tomorrow.

Are we friends?

Yeah.

Okay.

If I leave here, I'll
never see you again.

Oh, come on now.

That's not true.

- Oh, please.
- It isn't.

Really?

Well, I-I'm gonna spend

a lot of time in New
York after I'm done here.

I don't think we're ever
going to hang out in New York.

Of course we will.

Life is long, Monica.

- (knocks)
- VERNON: Come in.

Yeah.

- Monica Lewinsky. (laughs)
- Hi.

- Such a pleasure to meet you.
- No, it's my pleasure.

- It's my pleasure. Come on in.
- Thank you.

Oh. Oh, it's, uh... it's
ostentatious, I know,

but this is D.C., and
every man needs a wall.

Yours is maybe the most
impressive that I've seen.

Yeah. Did you say "maybe"?

- (both laugh)
- No, please.

Thank you.

Ah. Hmm.

Yeah, he was barely
30 when we met.

And we recognized
ourselves in each other.

We both grew up Southern
and both grew up poor.

Now, it's a tired old
cliché, but I promise you,

the instant I first spoke
to him, I said to myself,

"That man is going to
be president one day."

So, it's not often the
president calls me directly

about a staffer's job search.

Well, you know the president.

He can be so generous and kind.

Hmm.

What'd you make of the West
Wing when you worked there?

I loved it.

Abraham Lincoln used to
walk around that place.

I mean, it has a glow.

You never take for
granted working there.

Hmm. So, why'd you leave?

Evelyn Lieberman didn't
like me very much.

Oh, Evelyn. She, uh... she
doesn't like me much either.

(Monica laughs)

Anyway, D.C. is great, but
government work is just...

I don't think it's for me.

The bureaucracy at
my level is crazy.

I can barely smile without
13 people approving it.

- (laughs)
- And I, um...

You know, I was a... a
psych major in college,

so human behavior has always
been of great interest to me.

So I think communications or PR
would be where I should land.

And I'm not sure
if he mentioned,

but I'm looking to
move to New York.

Yes. Now, you know
what's up there

with a big PR department?

Revlon.

And I just so happen to be
on their board of directors.

I think a few
strategically-placed calls could

shake loose an opening

for a bright young
woman like you.

MONICA: It's so nice to meet

someone genuine in this town.

I can see why you and the
president are friends.

(Vernon laughs)

All right.

If you see him, will you
give him a hug for me?

(laughs) Yeah, I don't
usually hug other men.

You take care of
yourself, Monica.

LINDA: So, how'd it go?

MONICA: You should
see his office, Linda.

He has a picture with
every president ever.

He's a very powerful man.
Did he offer to help?

He said he'd call
Revlon and put in

a good word with
the PR department.

- Well, that's something.
- (laughs)

- Did you tell Bill?
- No, not yet.

Why not? He needs to
follow up with Vernon

immediately. He
owes you this job.

I know, Linda. I got it.

I always thought
I'd be good in PR.

- Really?
- Well, I have some

very good friends in PR at
ABC, NBC, all the networks.

Then you should

- work in PR, girl.
- Well,

there are never any
positions in my level.

(line ringing)

LINDA: Any news on

- the job front?
- Ugh, no, but

I just got back from the mall,
and I bought you a mixtape

to kick-start your workout plan.

I think you'll like it 'cause
it's songs from your generatio.

What songs?

- "Heard it Through the Grapevine."
- Okay.

"Stop! In the Name of Love."

- Okay.
- ♪ Who put the bomp ♪

♪ In the bomp,
she-bomp, she-bomp? ♪

Do you like any of those songs?

No, Monica, I don't.

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

Hello.

- Hey, what's happening?
- (laughs)

You mean in the hour
since I saw you? Nothing.

Just my hellacious commute.

Ugh. I'm sorry.

(line ringing)

LINDA: Did you
hear from Revlon?

- Of course not. It's probably not gonna happen.
- Well,

then, Monica, you have
to call the big creep

and hold his feet to the fire.

I know. I'll try. It's just,

he's been hard to get
on the phone these days.

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

- Hi.
- MONICA: Hi. How was your day?

- Well, I don't know.
- (phone chimes)

Hold on. I'm getting
another call.

Call me back.

MONICA: I'm so hungry,

- I could die.
- Well, tomorrow

is bananas and milk, right?

Ugh. Yes.

Well, if you can get
by banana/milk day,

boy, have you got
this thing licked.

Then isn't it two
straight days of beets?

Oh, I'm off beets.
I won't do beets.

(phone ringing)

ALLISON: Mom, we
need two lines.

- No one can call me anymore.
- (phone ringing)

Monica. I was just
about to call you.

Fucking Monica again.

- Language, Allison.
- Mm.

MONICA: I don't
believe for one second

- he's not having an affair.
- LINDA: Who do you think

- he's seeing?
- Uh, Debbie the stewardess.

And of course there's Streisand.

She gets prettier
as she gets older.

I don't think so.

MONICA: I just keep
calling, and she says

that he's working, but I know

that's not true.

It's a good thing you're
a glutton for punishment.

(Linda and Monica
speaking indistinctly)

LINDA: for the
time being, yes.

MONICA: Ugh.

I'm exhausted. I'm
gonna go to bed.

You said that 15 minutes ago.

I know, but now I'm
really gonna go to bed.

- Okay.
- (sighs)

- Go to bed.
- Oy vey.

I have to be up so early.

(TV playing quietly)

Oh, my God, I have
to go to sleep.

Me, too. Me, too.

- Linda?
- Yeah.

This all has to end.

(sighs) It really does.

(line ringing)

LINDA: Monica.

- (groans)
- What's wrong?

Out of nowhere, I get a
call from Bill Richardson.

He's our ambassador
for the United Nations.

Uh, I know. (scoffs)

- Are you serious?
- He heard I was looking

for a job in New York, and
he wants to sit down with me.

About working on his U.N. staff?

Well, that's fabulous.

I want to work at Revlon.

What happened to that?

Maybe Revlon's a no-go.
This is even better.

No, it's not. It'll be like
working at the Pentagon,

- but in New York.
- Well, you can talk

to Bill Richardson about
what you'd want to do there.

That's like saying

if I walk into a nut store,
I can say what nuts I want.

Well, I don't want any nuts,
and I don't fucking like nuts.

So big fucking deal that
I can have the nuts.

Monica, this is very positive.

Clearly the president
made some calls.

Not to me. I
didn't get a call.

(sighs)

What's wrong?

Linda, you have no
idea how hurt I am

that I am not going
back to the White House.

Monica,

I have listened
to you for months.

You're not happy.

Take the job.

At least as a start.
It'll get you to New York.

Linda, he won't even see me
when I'm in the same city

as him, and he-he says
that it'll be better

when he's out of office and
tht we're going to get together

in New York, but
he is full of shit.

And on the tiny chance that
he is not full of shit,

well, then, great.

I have to wait two
years to see him.

Linda, I don't want to go.

- (buzzer sounds on phone)
- (sighs)

Oh, great. That's my pizza.

I'm a wreck. I got to go.

(TV playing quietly)

(sighs)

What is this?

(sighs)

(sighs)

(phone ringing)

(groans)

(sighs)

Hello.

MONICA: Guess what. He called.

Oh. Great.

Yeah, and he was so
nice, and he said

I don't have to take
the U.N. job and that

Bill Richardson is just a
good person for me to know

and that he's going
to call Vernon and see

what's going on on his end.

So I feel so much better.

(sighs) No, I know. I just need
to make peace with New York.

I just get so freaked out at
the idea of saying goodbye

to him.

Do you think I should go
to the Christmas party?

Maybe I should ask Betty.

Oh, God, I owe Betty
an apology, don't I?

Why would you owe
Betty anything?

Because I was a nightmare.

I mean, I can't believe

- I screamed at her.
- You know what?

Do what you want.

Okay. Why do you sound...?

Because, Monica, I've had it.

One minute,

you're crying about getting a
call from our U.N. ambassador

and saying how much these
terrible people have hurt you.

And the next minute,
you're ecstatic

and saying you owe
Betty an apology.

- Why are you being so intense?
- Do me a favor.

Take your delirium and
your incessant phone calls

and this whole sick situation
and foist it on someone else.

Your mom, your friends, not me.

Linda, what is going...?

(dial tone)

(microwave whirring)

(phone ringing)

MONICA: Linda, I know
you're listening to this.

- I'm still not sure why you're so mad at me.
- (ding)

Can you please pick up?
You've met me, right?

You know I'm just
going to keep calling.

- (click, beep)
- LUCIANNE: Linda, it's Luciann.

-What's going on? Don't keep me waiting.
-(beep)

(muttering)

No.

(sighs)

(typing)

(phone ringing)

Ken Bacon's office.

It's me.

Linda, I'm so glad you called.

(whispering): Why
are you whispering?

Oh, uh, because I got
in trouble earlier

- for making a personal call.
- Is no amount

of hard work enough
for these people?

I know. Uh, Linda,

I've been worried about
you. I haven't seen you.

I took a sick day.

- Are you sick?
- No.

Oh.

I have to apologize.

You really don't need to.

No. No, I overreacted.

I've been a terrible friend.

If you want to apologize
to Betty, you should.

I already did. You-you
don't have to. It's okay.

My behavior has been
unacceptable, Monica.

I am such an awful person.

Linda, it's fine.

(sighs)

I have something to confess.

I lost three pounds.

What?

Oh, my God.

I am so proud of you.

You want to come over
and raid my fat closet?

(laughs)

- All right. Well, I got to go.
- Okay.

- Okay, bye-bye.
- Bye.

You would look so
nice in this DKNY.

And this Banana
blazer is a must.

I love them, but
I-I really can't.

Oh, please. They're
yours. Stop it.

Oh, Linda, maybe on a date?

Oh, Monica, please.

(scoffs) Okay,
fine. Your birthday.

I've told you a million
times I don't do birthdays.

- Birthdays are for children.
- Ugh, I don't get it.

Did you have a bad experience
in childhood or something?

I'm German. You have to
bake the cake yourself.

- God, you-you're a mess.
- Okay, I didn't know

- you were gonna come over.
- I mean, really, Monica.

Hangers were invented
for a reason.

Oh, my God, do not touch that.

Will you relax? I've handled
dirty clothing before.

No. Um, this blue dress is,
um... It's really, really dirty.

Uh, you've lost me. (chuckles)

I wore it the last
time I saw Bill.

- Is that...?
- So gross, right?

How did that even get on
there? I thought you said

- he never completed.
- Okay. (laughs)

Our first time together
after the election, he was...

so excited to see me that
he, you know... he finished.

But I didn't even notice.
I mean, no one did.

I went out to dinner
that night with friends.

When I got back home, I changed.

And I, uh, assumed
it was guacamole.

And then I realized...

Are you saving it?

What? No. Ew. Don't
be disgusting. I just

haven't gotten any of
those clothes dry-cleaned

'cause I haven't needed to
wear them. What? Do you get

your clothes dry-cleaned,
like, every day?

- I just... I use Dryel.
- It's so late.

Want to just stay over?

- Sure.
- Okay, good.

- (chuckles)
- Let's get some snacks.

(sighs)

- MONICA: Have you ever smoked pot?
- LINDA: No.

Um, worst date
you've ever been on.

Oh, God. I don't know.

- You have to.
- I've been on one date.

It lasted 25 years,

and the short fuck
stopped paying alimony.

(both laugh)

What's yours? Oh, was
it that, um, awful guy

- from the Georgetown party?
- Oh, no. He was okay.

I mean, he was way too
into swing dancing,

but he took me to a nice
bistro, so... (laughs)

- Was it the teacher?
- Andy wasn't a teacher.

He was the drama tech guy.

He was employed by
your high school.

- Yeah.
- So a teacher.

But youngish. Like,
24. I don't know.

He didn't seem like a teacher.

Linda, you have to understand,

high school for me was...

I mean, whenever I liked a
guy, he never liked me back.

Always, always, he liked
one of my friends instead.

My mom kept saying,

"You know, you're a late
bloomer. Don't worry."

But it sucked to not
be seeing anyone,

so I... I got really
into the drama club,

which, by the way,
Beverly is no joke.

Like, it is an elite
theater program.

- Oh, I'm sure.
- And I started helping out

with the costumes, and
that's how I met Andy.

I didn't really pay attention
to him at first 'cause I knew

- he'd had sex with one of my friends.
- A student?

- Yeah, but then, um...
- (scoffs)

during tech week
for West Side Story,

he really started
to focus on me.

And he had these incredible
blue eyes, and he was so smart.

He, um... he played me the
original cast recording

of Les Mis in his car.

He explained the whole show to
me, and he had read the novel.

And he talked to me about how
it was different, and then,

one afternoon, he... he even
brought me his paperback

and said that it...

you know, it had been
his, but it was mine now.

Linda, no one had ever taken
an interest in me like that.

I fell completely,
obsessively in love with him.

And then it... it all
just got so chaotic.

What do you mean?

I found out he was engaged.

Suddenly it was an affair.

Oh, God.

I couldn't stop it.

I lost my virginity to him.

I guess, technically, I...

lost it to a camp
counselor when I was 14,

but I guess it doesn't count

because I said "No"
and he pulled out.

Monica, what?

I really thought he loved me.

Then it all just
got really messy.

I mean, he had a
baby with his wife,

and he told me to
make friends with her

because that would
make it easier

for him to have me around.

- That's sick.
- But I did it.

I did anything that he wanted.

When it was time to start
looking at colleges,

he told me to
check out Portland.

So I chose a school in Portland.

And then, a year later,
when he had to leave L.A.

because he had fucked
one too many students,

- guess where he moved his family.
- No.

I'd been really happy there.

I loved my college, and I
was even dating a little,

and then there was Andy,

just back at the
center of my universe.

I mean, it was like
without him I was nothing.

What can I say? It was my
most significant relationship.

Till Bill.

I guess maybe

they put something in my head,
like this is all I deserve.

Ugh.

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(Somers speaking
indistinctly on TV)

LINDA: I can't
keep doing this.

It's too much for me. I'm done.

LUCIANNE: Are you sure

you have enough evidence?

She has a blue
dress from the Gap.

She wore it to a radio address.

Lucy, it's got his semen on it.

She's saving it like a souvenir

I can die now. I finally heard
everything. I'm finished.

Something needs to happen.

Well, do the book.

I can't wait for the book.

This has to end.

It needs to come out.

If Isikoff still won't bite,

I'll call Richard at Page Six.

He'd die to put this in print.

No. No. She can't see
me going to a tabloid.

Dear, we've talked about this.

Well, things have changed.

She has to think I was
compelled. She has to know

- I had no choice.
- Okay, I get it. I get it.

Paula Jones.

Could she help me?

Help you with what?

Dating within your
own bloodline?

Her lawyers are calling
character witnesses on Clinton.

If they make me testify, this
whole thing becomes public.

I love it.

I'll make a few phone calls.

Monica can never find out.

Okay, dear.

(phone ringing)

Lucianne Goldberg, as
I live and breathe.

- To what do I owe this honor?
- (copier beeps)

Are you sitting down?

RICHARD: You're not going to
believe what I just heard.

There's an intern
in the Casa Blanca

who indulges a certain lothario
with oral sex in the pantry.

There's a real witness
who will testify to it.

- You're kidding.
- (laughing): I kid you not.

What's her name?

Linda Tripp's the
name of the witness.

No, no, no. What's
the intern's name?

Lewisky. Monica Lewisky.

- You have the number to the Jones lawyers?
- Yeah.

(beep)

(line ringing)

(typing)

(sighs)

- Mr. Bacon?
- Ms. Lewinsky.

(sighs) I'm here to
inform you that, um,

as of January 1st, I will
no longer be available

to work for the
Department of Defense.

So the day has come.

I'm moving to New York City.

Well, we'll be sad
to lose you, Monica.

What are you going to be
doing in the Big Apple?

Um, I'm going to
move on with my life.

♪

(doorbell rings)

(sighs)

Are you Ms. Linda Tripp?

Uh-huh.

This subpoena requires
you to testify

as a witness in
Jones v. Clinton.

- (knock at door)
- (door opens)

Mr. President, the Jones team
faxed over the witness list.

You have a moment to go over it?

- Sure.
- Most of the names are what

we anticipated...
Willey, Flowers.

The only one that didn't sound
familiar was Monica Lewinsky.

I looked into it. She
was a White House intern.

Does that name sound familiar?

Because even if
there's a small chance

that she or any of these
women might pose a problem,

you can tell me.

We can still settle this.

We can make it all go away.

Bob,

do you think I'm fucking crazy?

Mr. President.

♪

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