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I know what you're thinking,
and I didn't do it.

But as any political
journalist can tell you,

these days, the truth is
whatever you want to believe.

So here's my truth

about how it all went down.

♪ I get up in the evening ♪

♪ And I ain't got
nothing to say ♪

♪ I come home in the morning ♪

♪ I go to bed feeling
the same way ♪

Hey!

Hey!

Yeah, oh, my God, of course!

Yeah, I get into
Iowa late tonight.

Yeah, well, I
still have to pack.

What... I'm gonna make it.

I always make it.

The Bennett campaign flew
her Yorkie first-class?

Did it have its own seat?

I gotta use... can I use that?

Oh, I gotta...
I'll call you back.

Bye.

- Hello?
- McCarthy!

You will never get another
interview with the Speaker.

Josh, Josh, Josh, if
you would let me talk

well, you read my profiles.

What did you expect?

Sadie McCarthy. Oh, hey, yeah.

Do you think I could go
boxing with Caroline,

and it's sort of a metaphor
for her role as governor?

No, it was...
- Sadie.

I know.

I know, but no one's
gonna cover the...

McCarthy.

Come see me.

Listen, I have to call you back.

It won't be long. Bye.

It's happening, Hunter.

♪ Even if we're just
dancing in the dark ♪

Hey, what's up?

Oh, hey.

I'm putting you on
the old man's bus.

- What? Are you... what... why?
- No, I know, I know.

You want Caroline Bennett.
- Uh, yeah.

She's the front-runner,
and I spent months

buttering up all of my
contacts inside her campaign.

Well, I've already
assigned Dale.

Fuck Dale!

Look, I really need you
covering the old man.

Only you could
find a fresh angle.

I mean, you see things that
other reporters don't see.

So you're punishing me
for being good at my job.

No. No.

No, the newsroom
brass is still burned.

They worry that
you live and write

in a more... emotional space.

That is such bullshit!

Felicity Walker.

What about her?

Aside from the fact that she
should be president right now.

- See? See? There it is.
- I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

Come on! Look, you
wanted her to win,

and it showed in your work.

Hell, it showed on television.

I mean, your crying
became a meme.

I don't think that...

The media is under attack.

We cannot show even
a hint of bias.

Sadie, you're a great writer,
but you lead with your heart.

And we need you to
lead with your head.

Well, Hunter S. Thompson
didn't just write what he saw.

He wrote how he felt.

He found a deeper truth,

which is what made him a legend.

You gotta stop romanticizing
"The Boys on the Bus."

Hunter S. Thompson
was a legend in 1973.

Today, he would be an HR crisis.

Bruce.

It was my first
time on the trail.

You gotta give me
another chance.

If I could assure my bosses
that you have changed

and get you assigned
to Bennett...

Yes?

You have to prove that
you can write objectively.

Okay.

And... and you have to
land the first interview.

Done.

Yes. Okay. All right.

You're not gonna regret this.

Why this obsession
with politics?

I love what you've
been writing lately.

That obit you did on
the Central Park duck?

I mean, that's a masterpiece.

That.

That was good.

But this is a chance
at the White House.

You said that the last time.

The road is my home.

Oh, okay, Jack Kerouac.

Try to make more than one
friend this time, okay?

They're not my friends.
They're the competition.

All right, y'all.

I got my gummies.

I got my headphones.

I got my ring lights.

Tell me, am I forgetting
something important?

Going once, going twice.

Damn.

How could I forget? Ah!

Could y'all imagine
if I had forgotten

my best little friend?

Ahh!

Thank you, thank you.

All right, y'all,
first up is Iowa.

Let's do this.

Okay. What am I forgetting?

- Power heels.
- Check.

- Passion planner.
- Ooh, thank you.

Check.

Invisalign.

Check.

Fiancé?

Kimberlyn Anaya Kendrick,

will you marry me?

I've been on the trail
for three decades.

I have 2 1/2 million points.

I have seen the inside of more
Marriotts than Eliot Spitzer.

All I want is a corner room

on a lower floor, away
from the elevator,

with a view not
of the dumpsters,

hypoallergenic pillows,

and blackout shades
that actually work.

How many points do
I need for that?

♪ Ma-a-a-ation ♪

♪ And it feels nice ♪

Kimberlyn Kendrick checking in.

- Hi, are you Lola?
- Welcome back, Grace.

- Hi! Yeah.
- Oh, my God!

It's so nice to meet
you. We're big fans.

Send it to me on signal.

♪ Fleez and me eating
nuts in the leaves ♪

♪ That's where we dance to ESG ♪

Ah.

That better be a Long Island.

Oh, my God, Grace!

♪ Reunited and it
feels so good ♪

Aren't you 40 yet?
Will you stop singing?

Hi, Sam. Two Yellowtails.

Oh, I guess.

Why not?

So Bruce let you out
of the rubber room

after your meltdown.

Bruce didn't seem too concerned.

Thanks. I just
had to promise him

that this time around, I'm
going to remain detached,

objective, and mostly sober.

So who are you assigned to?

Caroline Bennett.

She reformed public
schools as a governor.

She has a military background.

Oh, and she publishes

murder mystery novels
under a pseudonym.

She could be the real deal.

- You sound really detached.
- Oh, stop.

And don't you worry about me.

I have learned my lesson.

I just need to get that
first interview with Bennett,

and then I will be back
in Bruce's good graces.

This scoop, if you actually
want to call it that, Abby,

entirely misses what's
really going on in this race.

He's shitting on
your reporting again.

Why does he do that?

Ugh, fuck him.

Who cares what that
dinosaur has to say anymore?

Christ.

The Right has arrived.

- Oh, God.
- Absolutely, Nellie.

I know you want that
job as much as I do.

Whatever happens happens.

I heard Nellie
Carmichael had her makeup

tattooed to her face.

What did you say?

She said she heard
your makeup has been

tattooed to your face.

Speaking of makeup,

I hope your mascara's
waterproof this cycle, Sadie.

That was three
years ago, Nellie.

John Edwards lived down a
love child faster than this.

Kay?
- Don't engage.

Don't engage.
- Uh-huh.

I'll be right back.

Yo, hook me up with a Pabst.

It's Lola, right?

Hi. I'm... I'm Sadie McCarthy.

I love your Instagram.

I feel like... I
feel like I know you.

You don't know me.

But thanks.

Ah, Iowa,

where, every four years,

the political universe descends,

so that 300,000 Iowans

can determine the
future of our democracy.

The first contest in our nation.

Sometimes, it's so close,
they have to toss a coin.

Let that thought sink in.

Some may never live,
but the crazy never die.

Three, two...

♪ This body isn't mine ♪

♪ But I got a heart of gold ♪

Yo, I'm at this
chicken wing buffet,

AKA the Coachella
of the caucuses.

This is the first big stop
for all the candidates

who are trying to win our votes,

although you already
know who has my heart.

This woman right
here convinced me

politics is not
just for boomers.

Y'all want to defund the police

and finally stand
up to the gun lobby?

She's our girl.

You have my credit card
and my private account.

What else could
you possibly need?

Yeah, I... I gotta go.

What was that about?

Annie wants me to
drive her to college.

She's got major anxiety about
transferring mid-semester.

Freshman year is kind
of a rite of passage.

So is the HPV vaccine.

Don't have kids.

It never ends with them.

Surprise, surprise.

No vegan options.

Good thing I always
roll with a backup.

Use my discount code
LOLA for 10% off,

and subscribe to my newsletter
for more nutrition tips.

What the hell is she doing?

She's paying her way
through sponsored content

and an advance from Substack.

Behold, the brave new world
of campaign reporting.

Making herself a discount code

while promoting the
socialist candidate?

That's fucking hypocrisy.

Does she know anything
about journalism?

Doesn't matter. She has
more Twitter followers

than "The Washington Post."

I remember when you
actually had to be employed

by a legitimate news outlet.

And I remember when teenagers
didn't become household names

for surviving a mass shooting.

Fair.

This business is dying.

Want me to plug you in?

Gotta jump. See you on the bus.

You've got scoop.

That's your scoop face. Spill.

You'll find out
when the world does.

Okay, okay.

With politics having
descended into one endless,

horrific reality show, isn't
the presidential primary

just a higher-stakes
version of "The Bachelor"?

The Geriatric, the
ultimate elder statesman.

Former CIA director
and Secretary of State.

The Action Star,
who joined the race

after a Twitter poll came out
saying that 46% of Americans

would vote for him regardless
of party affiliation.

The Freshman, who has made
our entire political system

seem accessible to the everyman

or, as she'd say, every person.

Let's call him the

the Hot White Guy.

Because this
little-known Kansas mayor

could actually be the Bachelor.

But he's polling dead last.

The Front-Runner.

Caroline Bennett has
the military vote

and writes mystery
novels under a pseudonym.

Yeah, I dig it.

It's fun, sassy,

and not at all what your
editor asked you to write.

Fuck him.

Shit.

Excuse me, I'm
Kimberlyn Kendrick

with Liberty...
- No, thanks.

- Excuse me.
- Ugh.

I'm Kimberlyn Kendrick
with Liberty Direct News.

I was hoping I could ask
you a couple of questions.

I have a question for you.

How do you sleep at night?

Like a baby in a satin bonnet,

as secure as a Reagan economy.

Thank you.

Hey.

How does a Labor
Day wedding sound?

Too close to the general.

Christmas weekend?

My father will kill me

if we compete with
his Christmas.

I was thinking summer,

sometime after the primaries
but before the convention.

And by "I'm
thinking," you mean...

I've already pinned
two possible venues.

Virtual tours are on
our shared calendar,

but I can't talk right now.

If I'm gonna be the
next Gayle King,

I've got to land that
promotion and get on POTUS.

You will, and Nellie
Carmichael will be

dust in your rearview mirror.

Stop that. Nellie's my friend.

I root for her.
She roots for me.

And I am rooting for you.

I gotta go.

We can never let our
hearts turn to stone,

and we can never let
things fall apart so much

that we cannot create a center,

where the future of
our children counts

more than the scars of our past.

These days, it's easy
to lack conviction,

to go into our corners
and slander our enemies.

But America works better
when we confront them,

when we accept that
building a future

is not a God-given right.

It's work.

It's obligation.

It's duty.

"Democratic
presidential candidates

"threw jabs at
Republicans and each other

"at the annual Cluck
into the Caucuses

fundraising dinner."

Why are you reading
me back to me?

"Throwing jabs"...

I'm just confirming, that's
what you meant to send?

Is there something
wrong with it?

It's okay, in a
clichéd Politico way.

It just doesn't have
your normal color.

Yes, but I don't do
color anymore, you see,

because I am an
objective newsman.

I am above personal
opinions and basic hygiene.

Where are we with the
Bennett interview?

I have some calls out.

Look, I told you

that if you want to
prove to the masthead

that you deserve to be back,
you gotta get there first.

Remember, you're on thin ice.
- Yeah. Yeah.

I can do that.

Jamie loves me.

I wrote her
great-grandfather's obit.

Yeah, well, Jamie
had a breakdown

and opened a country
store in Cobble Hill.

- What?
- D.C. is hearing

that Bennett just poached
a new press secretary.

Go through him.
- Fine.

Who is it?
- Some guy named...

♪ Big boy pants 'cause
my pockets is thick ♪

♪ Hello Kitty keychain
hang straight from my hip ♪

♪ Got a big boy bag,
got a big boy drip ♪

♪ Make a little girl sad
'cause a big boy rich ♪

♪ I'm a girl, I'm a girl,
I'm a girl, I know ♪

♪ But I got a big mouth
and a big boy flow ♪

♪ Yeah, they only wanna listen
when the bitches being hos ♪

♪ But you're an incel,
I can tell, I know ♪

Wait, is that it? Is
that the whole song?

♪ Boys rule, girls drool,
that's just the facts ♪

♪ And if you think
any different ♪

♪ Then you're
gonna get smacked ♪

♪ Flat back on the floor ♪

♪ Nice, love it, feminism ♪

♪ Big boy pants 'cause
my pockets is thick ♪

♪ Hello Kitty keychain
hang straight from my hip ♪

♪ Got a big boy bag,
got a big boy drip ♪

♪ Make a little
girl sad 'cause... ♪

Shit.

Loafers?

You've gotta be kidding me.

I wish I was.

And I can't tell Bruce.

If he finds out, he'll
pull me off Bennett,

and I really, really
need to prove myself.

How did your ex go from bag man

to press secretary in one cycle?

"Ex" is a bold term.

And he always was
an ambition monster.

And how did it end
between you two?

Bad enough that I can
definitely see him

cock blocking my
interview, which, you know,

my entire career and
livelihood are resting on.

Skip it.

There's better stories
out there than Bennett.

Where are you right now?

I'm drinking alone.

In Chicago with
Charlie and Annie.

I caved.
- Hey, Sadie.

Oh, good for you. Hi, Annie.

She's been gone or on
the phone all day, Sadie.

Dad and I did all the work.

Hello.

Are these my bras I'm folding?

I take it your tip
didn't pan out?

Find another story.

And for the last time,
what's my number one rule?

Both: Don't fuck the flack.

My mother, ladies and gentlemen.

I gotta go.

Hello, Charles.

Harry.

- Grandpa!
- Sweetie pie!

Hi, Dad.

Hey. Hey there. Hey.

Oh.

So, uh, what are the odds

that you'd give me the first
interview with Bennett?

Run it on the front,
Sunday edition.

Sadie.

If I was drowning in
a tsunami of cow shit,

and you were the only one
with a lifeboat and Febreze,

I would not give this to you.

That's funny.

So you're still mad?

It was... how long ago was it?

Three years?
- Yeah, three years.

Three years ago, and
you know what, I seem

to remember you being
the one that always said,

what happens on the
road stays on the road.

Did I?

You know, I think I was
referring to Jell-O shots

in Milwaukee when I said that,

not our entire relationship.

Relation... see, I
don't think I realized

we were in a full-on
relationship.

You haven't changed one bit.

Yeah, well, we could
have talked about it,

if you hadn't hopped on
an Acela and fled to D.C.

You know, it was
a Delta shuttle.

- Oh, so sorry.
- And unlike you,

I chose not to spend
the off cycle sulking

and, um, writing
about a dead duck.

She was a Chinese mallard.

The Governor is excited
to be back in Iowa

to talk to real Americans
about real solutions.

Just ten minutes.

We have no further comment.

I liked you better when
you were a bag man.

Bet you did.

Kimberlyn.
- Hey.

Hey. Already?

I'm trying to get
work done, okay?

Theresa, hi.

Hi, it's... it's Sadie McCarthy
from "The New York Sentinel."

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, I get that.

But just tell Bennett
that the first interview

has to be with "The Sentinel."

Long time. Yeah.
Yeah. Random question.

You and Bennett play
pickleball together, right?

Yes, my editor put
me back on politics.

Jamie, Jamie, surely
you still have hope.

No. No.

I can't go through
her press secretary

for reasons I cannot get into.

No, I'm not in the bathroom.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Who's got the first
cable sit-down

with Caroline Bennett?
- Liberty Direct News.

Liberty Direct News?

Not exactly a friendly outlet.

Who is it? Nellie Carmichael?

Actually, it's gonna be
with Kimberlyn Kendrick.

Kimberlyn? Uh-huh.

All right. Thanks.

Kimberlyn Kendrick.

Venti cinnamon almond
milk macchiato.

Bingo.

Saying yes to your
own wellness...

Saying yes to your own wellness

often means saying no to others.

If you keep saying
yes to everyone,

you will have nothing
left for yourself.

Good morning, Nellie!

Oh.

No, honey, you sound awful.

Oh. Oh, I'm so sorry.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

Oh, Nellie, that event is,
like, two hours away, right?

No, no. It's fine. Fine, no.

I got you. Just feel better.

Hi, fam!

I'm at the University of Iowa.

And before we get some action
with our candidate crush,

I want to break down some
of her talking points.

So first, Green New Deal is
not just gonna save our planet

from all the shit that
we have done to it

fucking straws,

but it's also gonna
save your future

by creating a green economy
and bridge the wealth gap.

We'll be making a living
wage on our wind farm,

so we're not gonna have to win
the next round of "Squid Game"

just to buy dad a new kidney.

Amazing. I know.

Next, when y'all hear
my girl bring up MMT,

she's not telling you
to "meet me there."

She's talking about
Modern Monetary Theory.

So you know how
we're always hearing

how we have to
balance our budget?

No. We don't.

We have enough money to pay

for everything
that society needs.

All we have to do is hit print.

Kimberlyn?

It's Sadie.

I'm so pissed.

They messed up my coffee order.

Do you want my venti cinnamon
almond milk macchiato?

Hi.

- Thank you.
- Oh.

Enjoy.

I am still waiting, y'all,
and I'm fully about to get

a UTI from holding my pee.

But you gotta sacrifice
for the cause.

I'm trying to get y'all
some legit face time

with the candidate.

Hi.

Here she comes.

Hi. Hi.

Excuse me. I'm so sorry.
'Scuse me, 'scuse me.

Congresswoman, do
you really believe

that redistribution
will benefit the poor

when capitalism has lifted...

Oh, thank you. So
nice to meet you.

Whoo!

Do you really believe
that redistribution will

benefit the poor when
capitalism has lifted

more people out of poverty
than any other economic system?

Why are you afraid of
Liberty Direct News?

Maybe because you're the devil.

Oh, says the party
that's supposed

to stand up for free speech.

Your network's words

are literally violence.

Words are not violence.

Get out of here!

Stop! What are you doing?

Whoa, whoa!

Stop it! No!

Guys, stop!

crowd: Far Right fake
news has got to go!

Hey, hey! Ho, ho!

Far Right fake
news has got to go!

Hey, hey! Ho, ho!

Lola Rahaii just turned a
panel about monetary policy

into a live stream
of a mini riot.

Guaranteed NOTD.

Being in the right
place at the right time

doesn't make you a reporter.

It doesn't?

She goes to all the
cool protest marches.

I heard she chained herself

to a chicken processing
plant in Ames

to protest inhumane conditions.

Why do you sound jealous?

You ate half the coop
at the buffet yesterday.

I'm... I'm just
saying, it must be nice

to stand up for
what you believe in

and still have a job.

She doesn't have a job.

She has a phone.

Sadie, get off Instagram.

Your dad's taking you to
breakfast in half an hour.

I'm leaving, unless you need me

to fold something else
or give you a sex talk.

You gave me the sex
talk when I was five.

I was the only girl
in kindergarten

who knew the word "vulva."

Accuracy matters.

Okay, you two.

Be good. Don't get pregnant.

Abortions are now illegal
pretty much everywhere.

Mom. Ugh.

What he/him Iowan
do I have to blow

to get a Lyft out here?

Y'all, send help.
- Wait.

I'm in the middle
of an Iowan farm.

Help!

Help!

Why is Kimberlyn with Lola?

So what's Uber saying?

Lyft. We Lyft.

And it's completing
a nearby trip.

In fucking Omaha?

Ugh!

Motherfucking shit cunt.

Oh, my God, I'm being canceled?

No, no, no!

No good deed, man.
No fucking good deed.

Okay, so, Lola, I need you to
focus on getting us a ride,

because I'm gonna be
late for an interview.

Okay, chill! I
didn't make you late.

If you had a thing
in Des Moines,

why'd you bounce all
the way to Iowa City?

My friend was sick,

and she asked me to cover.

Women help women.

Kind of like what
I just did for you?

I wasn't sure you
identified as a woman,

and I would hate to misgender.

Okay, I'm sorry, Kimmy.

I think that you were
trying to drag me just now,

but that might have
been the wisest thing

that I've ever heard you say.

Like you've ever
even watched me.

You don't know me.
I watch everyone.

Know thy enemy, just don't
give them all your energy.

Oh, is that from
one of your buttons?

Honestly, I don't
mean to be rude,

but are you even a reporter?

According to The Cut,
I am the eyes and ears

of my entire generation.

What about you? What's
a Black woman doing

working at Liberty
White Nationalist News?

You want to do this right now?

Okay, let's do this.

I know what Liberty is.

They are racist, because
everyone is racist.

At least they're
honest about it.

It's better than
condescending Democrats

trying to tell me
that I'm a victim,

and only they know
what's best for me.

I'm not a Democrat,
just for the record.

Yo.

- Lola!
- Oh, is that the driver?

What's he saying?
- It's Sadie McCarthy.

- Who?
- From "The Sentinel."

We met the other night?

Never mind. Can I
talk to Kimberlyn?

Yeah. It's for you.

- This is Kimberlyn.
- Kimberlyn! Sadie McCarthy.

I, uh... I see that you and
Lola are currently stranded,

and I'm wondering how
you plan to make it back

in time for your interview
with Governor Bennett.

I appreciate your
concern, Sadie,

but I've got everything
under control.

My Uber will be here any minute.

- Lyft!
- Well, if you're not on

the road within the
next five minutes,

you're never gonna
make it in time.

Do you see that pickup
headed your way?

That's my friend Billy,
and his truck has

the horsepower to get you
back in plenty of time.

Why would you help me?

Look, it's very simple.

You tell me where
you're scheduled

to meet Governor Bennett,
and the truck is yours.

Yeah, no, I'm not
giving you my exclusive.

You won't be! My
story won't publish

until after your interview hits.

That's the beauty of print.

We're slow as shit.

Are you with Lyft?

Come on!

Ugh, you know what? Fine.

Room 211.

Thank you!

- Are you Billy?
- Yep.

You coming?

I think I'll wait for Eddie
and his white Toyota Camry.

No offense, but you're
toxic for my brand.

Okay.

Why, Iowa?

Jesus Christ.

You are relentless.
- Thank you.

So, uh, pleading
with every member

of her kindergarten class,
that didn't work out for you,

so now you are
storming the castle.

Governor's already arranged
a first interview...

With Liberty Direct News, yeah.

I know. Seriously?

They spent the entire
last cycle saying a woman

couldn't be commander-in-chief,
PMS and all.

Black female correspondent.

Hits all the demos but
speaks to the red states.

It polled in the '90s.
- Yup. Yup.

The '90s.

Only things that
poll in the '90s

are kittens and Kelly Clarkson.

And we're supposed to
shift our whole strategy

'cause Sadie McCarthy wants
in? It's not happening.

If you knew the
pressure I was under...

The pressure you're under?

Sadie, we're running
for president.

We have four days
until the caucus.

That gives me 5,760 minutes...

- What?
- I went to Yale

to convince the
good people of Iowa

to caucus for Governor
Bennett, and I'm just...

I'm wasting two of
them talking to you.

Dale.

Hey.

Hi.

Hey, it's me.

I, uh... I gave you
a coffee earlier.

Hey, I was wondering,
can I borrow your cart

for ten minutes?

Okay, here's the deal.

I screwed up at work,
and my bosses gave me

a second chance,
and then this is it.

This moment right now,
we are... here we are,

and I have to nail
this interview

to prove I can do this,
not just to my boss,

but to all of the Dale
Petersons of the world

who are just waiting
for us to screw up

so they can take our jobs.

Actually, you know what?
They're not even waiting

for us to screw up.

They are happy to steal our jobs

right out from under us.

They don't even need a reason.

They just get to win,

even though Nate Silver
promised us they wouldn't.

Fuck Nate Silver.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Housekeeping!

Hi. I'm not housekeeping.

I was just hoping to talk to...
- What's going on?

Governor Bennett,
Sadie McCarthy.

Governor, Governor!
I'm so sorry, Governor.

I already told her
your schedule is full.

- I just need five minutes.
- Sadie McCarthy.

Your byline is
appointment reading.

I loved your obituary

of the Central Park duck.

She was a Chinese mallard.

All right, Governor
Bennett, I promised

I'd keep it short, so
I have two questions.

What are five things you want
America to know about you?

That's five questions.

And the second?

How are you going
to break our hearts?

Ah.

Well, I could tell you
about my next mystery novel.

It's about a
wrongly-accused pastry chef.

I'm calling it
"Flour in the Attic."

And I'm sure I could
rattle off a few fun facts

folks don't know about me,

but I'd rather answer
your second question.

Because that's the one that's
really scary, isn't it?

How am I going to screw this up?

Let's talk about that.
Let's talk about...

As she articulated her hopes,

her dreams, her eyes
never leaving mine,

I could feel the familiar
shiver down my spine.

I remembered what it felt
like to fall in love.

I should have
resisted, but I didn't.

- Thanks, Billy.
- You're welcome.

Kimberlyn.

I just tried to call you.

Oh, no, you didn't just send
me on a wild goose chase

to steal my interview!

Oh, my God, sweetie, no.

I was suddenly feeling
better, you were miles away,

and I do not want us to
lose this opportunity.

Yeah, don't worry.

We won't.

Hi, I'm Kimberlyn Kendrick
with Liberty Direct News.

Is the Governor ready?

Kenny!

I heard ISIS was in the lobby.

Maybe you could get a sit-down.

"We are sentient human beings

"who can't help but pick a side.

To pretend otherwise
is to deceive readers."

Why are you reading
me back to me?

Just shh.

Don't interrupt.

"I want to pour my
soul into every story,

wrestle with the facts and
come out with the truth."

both: "I want to tell you

what I really think
about the candidates."

"And the state of our
fragile democracy.

In doing so, I will reinvent."

both: "I will heal."

"And maybe my readers
will heal with me."

You hate it.

- I didn't say that.
- It's too gonzo.

You want me to tone it
down. I can tone it down.

I'll do another
pass. I'll get it...

Did I say I want
you to tone it down?

Well, you're not
saying anything,

which is really freaking me out!

It's good, Sadie.

It's not objective,

which is the one thing
we asked you to do.

But... hell, I don't know.

Maybe objectivity
isn't as important

as authenticity here.

I'm sorry.

Would you care to repeat
that on the record?

You have a point of view,
and you're honest about it.

We've been objective
for hundreds of years,

and our readers trust us
less than ever before.

Maybe we're doing
something wrong.

I've convinced the masthead
to run it on the front.

Oh!

Better hurry if we're
gonna make the bulldog.

Page one, bitch!

Whoo!

Band or DJ?

Both.

Seafood tower or
no seafood tower?

If we're not gonna
have a seafood tower,

why bother getting married
in the first place?

My mom is worried that
the venues you liked

are a little too small.

She wants us to go
check out Cipriani

and the botanical gardens
when we have time.

Baby?

Are you zoning out on me?

"Great job on the Governor,
but the network felt

"viewers would respond
more to Nellie.

"She got POTUS detail.

You stay on the Dems."

"Respond more to Nellie."

Well, we know what that means.

It means what it always means,

and you will rise above
like you always do.

Oh, I'm so sick of
having to rise above!

I was chapter president
of my sorority!

I was on the
"Harvard Law Review"!

I am the only Black
woman to ever headline

the Young Republicans
Convention.

And I landed the
fucking exclusive!

God damn, what more do
these people want from me?

That's right, baby. Let it out!

She was being attacked, Ashley.

Violence against women
isn't a partisan issue!

"Black lives matter"
doesn't only apply to people

with our same politics!

I mean, screw them. I'll
find another sponsor.

Their protein bars
tasted like ass anyway.

"Governor Caroline Bennett,
the leading candidate

"in the Democratic
race for president,

"allegedly engaged
in an erotic club,

"recruiting vulnerable
women and men

"to join her in illicit
sexual activity,

"according to a source
with direct knowledge

of the underground club's
existence in Chicago."

Fucking Grace.

Hey!

Heads-up would have been nice.

I just wrote a Bennett blow job!

Oh, I'm sorry, Sadie.

Did I forget to mention that
the candidate I work for

is a sexual deviant whose past
may have included wild orgies?

My bad.
- The story's spreading

like scabies online already.

I look... I look
like a goddamn idiot!

Is she dropping out?

Why would she drop out?

These egregious allegations
are totally unfounded.

Come on. Really?

Off the record, she
refuses to drop out,

even though we're done.

Are you okay?

Uh, yeah.

It's just politics.

Well, you don't look okay.

Hey, Sadie, come on.
I don't have time.

And it's not just politics.
It never has been.

Not for you. Not for me.

We were always the believers.

Yeah, look where that got us.

Hey, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Sorry.

I'm sorry that I ghosted you.

Even if I wasn't fully
aware that we were serious.

We talked about moving
in together in D.C.

So much alcohol.

I'm... I'm not...

I'm not great

at relationships.

It wasn't you.

Uh, well, um, on
deep background...

I hadn't heard about anything
worse than a parking ticket

till Grace reached
out for comment.

Why didn't this come
out in self-oppo?

She refused to do self-oppo.

I guess it's hard to
see our own flaws.

Yeah. I know, I know, I know.

Dale is writing the
lead off for the front.

We still have time to
make late editions.

And my story?

We run it web-only,
linking to Dale's piece.

Stay on the bus
until she drops out.

Gah!

God damn it.

How come your luggage
doesn't squeak?

Seven cycles, bitch.

You'll get there.

I'm sorry about the story.

I know Bennett was an
important get for you.

Well, you dropped the hints.

I should have picked up on them.

So Chicago.

That was a really nice
thing you did for Annie.

Mm.

But I noticed that your story

had a Chicago dateline.

Did you take Annie to
college to chase a source?

It was a really big scoop.

I'm allowed to multitask.

Mother of the year.

Sorry.
- Oh, don't be. You're lucky.

Nobody expects you to be

Martha Stewart and Bob Woodward.

There was a time
when career women

couldn't be childless messes.

Oh, my God!

Y'all do understand that gender
is a social construct, right?

Tell that to my pelvic floor.

Kimmy! Oh!

Ruiner of my career.
Come. Come, come, come.

Join our elite
media drinking game.

Take a shot every time somebody
says "source" or "scoop."

You do realize

that if Liberty had
broken that story,

it would have been dismissed
as a partisan hit job.

But the liberal media gets it,

and it's, "All hail
the scoop queen!"

Hey, that's one!

We're not liberal.

We're objective.
- Yeah.

Keep telling yourself that.

Well, Bennett's done.

So can we objectively agree

that we're all riding a
zombie bus to nowhere?

Yo, print.

Old-school.

- Lola Rahaii.
- Hi.

I saw your TikTok.

The way you broke down
the Green New Deal,

that was super dope.

We should do a
one-on-one at some point.

Yeah. Yeah.

Congresswoman, your car is here.

I'll find you.

Hey, sweetie.

I know yesterday was super
intense for the both of us,

but I hope we can
still be friends.

Let me make myself very clear.

I'm gonna do what our
bosses ask me to do.

I'll cover the Democrats,

and I will exceed
their expectations

until I don't just
have your job,

I have any job I want,

and you're back waiting
tables at a Hooters in Plano.

So by all means,
underestimate me.

That'll be fun.

Get out.

Back off, boys.

These seats are reserved
for the major dailies.

Keep moving.

"Wall Street Journal."

Don't mind if I do.

Well, I'll just do it on here.

Thanks so much.

Did you get that, Tim? We
gotta do it on the app.

Oh!
- Oh, I'm sorry!

Sorry. I'm so, so sorry.
- No, that's...

Sadie McCarthy.
- Yes.

I just read your article online.

It was good.

Too bad it had the
shelf life of sashimi.

Thank you?

Hey, I dug your
speech yesterday.

- Oh.
- Too bad you have

no chance in hell of
winning this thing.

Ouch.

How about this?

If I make it to Nevada,
you do a piece on me.

I'm gonna miss my bus.
- Okay.

Yeah.

That was weird.

Sorry.

I'm sorry. Hey.

Thanks for holding
the bus for me.

You really think I'd do that?

Have you met me?

There's gridlock on the I-80.

Oh, great.

To be a journalist
is to have a calling.

It's not a life you choose.

It chooses you.

For as long as I can remember,

all I wanted was to
brave the storms of life

and write words that mattered.

And just like the boys on
the bus who came before me,

I was determined to seek
more than just the facts.

I wanted the truth.

And I wasn't alone.

We may have started
as competitors,

but we would end as a family.

This is a story about
the kind of friendship

you never knew you needed
but can't live without.

We didn't realize
it at the time,

but our journey was about
to take one hell of a turn.

One that would bring
all of us together

and force us to risk everything

to save our fragile democracy

or go down with it.

♪ I don't wanna
lose myself again ♪

Greg, move your head.

Bye!