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Once upon a time,
there was a little girl...

Just like any other
little girl.

And like most little girls...

I gotcha!

...she loved collecting
beautiful things...

Look at what I have.

...always sharing them
with her friends.

Hello.

Come on over and meet
my friends, Hoppers.

She would throw the most
amazing tea parties

for her very closest
companions.

Mr. Elephant,
have you met my daddy?

He's the governor, you know.

And then it happened.

Ladies and gentlemen...
You know, that...

awkward but typical
time of life

when you feel like
every eye is on you?

Like you're the main attraction
in a three-ring circus.

That's right- she became...

a teenager.

But eventually,
she made it through,

and as she blossomed,

she became more comfortable
with herself.

Oh, there she is.

Hi, Dad. Hey, Sam, how you doing, honey?

Hi, sweetie.
Hi.

And like most teenagers,

she enjoyed parties

and... pizza.

Enjoy.

Thanks.
And like her peers,

she often felt as if
her every move was scrutinized.

Hold it right there.
Big smile, Sam.

One more, Sam.

Mom, promise me
you would never let me

leave the house looking
like that. Never!

Looks like she found Chelsea
Clinton's old crimping iron

and Amy Carter's sassoons.

It's like a terrorist
got a hold of her.

I don't know what's going
on. But what do you think?

What is the worst outfit you
have ever seen Samantha wear?

And I'll bet it's gonna
be close. I bet it is, too.

There've been a lot
of lousy outfits.

If Mac is back, get in there

and clean out
your kid's closet.

But with maturity...

Je m'appelle Samantha.

...she was able
to look outside herself...

Bonjour, mademoiselle.

...and appreciate the wisdom

of her elders.

Can I tell you something?

Decades in politics
give you...

special life skills, Sam.

Like an excellent poker face.

Not bad, Senator Donner.

Thank you for the tip.

In short,

she grew up happily...

Good night.

...with the love of a father

Good night, Sam.
and a mother...

See you in the
morning, sweetheart.

...who she thought
were the center of the world...

in an old, white house

they called... home.

Lucky Charm's onsite.

There's something
wrong with Sam.

Are you sure? It's an
election year, remember?

She could
use a little downtime.

Starting November 5,

she can have all the
downtime she needs.

Mr. and Mrs. Latif Marati,

President Mackenzie,
First Lady, Samantha.

Hello.

Good to meet you.
Nice to meet you, Samantha.

Right here, please.

This way.

So we have press conference
at 9:00,

to Marine One, 9:15.

To Air Force One at 10:00.

Travel time:
four hours, 59 minutes.

25 minutes
to destination Redmond...

Hold that thought, Liz.

Let's pretend that tomorrow
I'm heading off to college.

Mm-hmm.

I grab my bags,
which I packed myself.

I throw them into
my adorable collegian car,

next to my cooler
that has a beer

hiding under
the bologna sandwiches.

My parents cry.
Their only child is...

growing up and so forth.

And then I do it.

I drive off, like the normal,
run-of-the-mill kid that I am.

You're still a princess;

you should at least
wear a ball gown.

Ignorance is bliss.
What can I say?

I say good night,

normal, boring girl.

And you'd better hide
that beer,

because under the sandwiches,

that's the first place
they'll look.

Duly noted.

Good night.

Did you take the southern route
through the stairwell

or the northern route
through the access hall?

Eastern route.
Oh.

Two elevators,
one moving walkway,

turn left at the
Lincoln arches.

It's lesser known,
but very effective.

Mm-hmm.

Eastern route's one
of my favorites, actually.

And that Lincoln arches thing,
that's a very nice touch.

You know, if you're
gonna eat this cake...

you have to pay the toll.

Inflation.

Mm-hmm.

You know, you should really
do something about that, Dad.

Mm-hmm.

Not the dancing.
Dancing.

Ready?
Ready.

Good.

I need to say something.

Okay.

About tomorrow.

I was thinking...
Mm-hmm.

and maybe
I should go alone.

Really.

Yeah, I mean...

it's hard enough
to blend in

having a team
of Secret Service men

carrying my books.
Mm-hmm.

All I'm saying...

I just want to be
like everybody else.

Sam...

you're not like
everybody else.

Ready?
It's the big finish.

Here it comes.

Yes! Yes.

They won't ask you
about policy.

They'll probably ask you
about your expectations,

your hopes, your major,
and you'll say...

Don't worry, Liz. I'm set.

Does anyone have my...

Got it.

So you're just like
any other American family.

...whose daughter
is heading off to college.

Remember, today you're
not just the first lady,

but you're also a mom.

I like to think
I'm both women every day.

In short, you're
just a proud dad,

like every other dad
watching his little girl

head off to California
for college.

You can segue into your education
reform initiative from there.

And time permitting,
Mr. President,

the California Youth
Literacy Program.

It's not a stump speech;
it's about my daughter. Right.

Mr. President,
how do you feel

about your only child
going to school

so far away?

Well, uh...

I could suggest moving the
nation's capital to California.

Samantha...

will you miss D.C.?

And better yet, what
will you miss least?

Wow. That's a tough one.

Well, I can't tell you
what I will miss the least,

but I can tell you
what I will miss the most.

That is my friends
and my family.

But I am very excited
to experience life

as a normal kid having
a normal college experience.

Thank you.

I thank you.

We don't have any more time.
Thank you very much.

Bye, Sam!
Enjoy California, Sam!

Good luck, Sam!

Whoo! Mr. President!

Hey, Samantha!
Welcome to California!

Yeah! All right!

This is not
what I dreamed of.

Oh, we know, honey.

Next life.

Oh, God, please no
"Hail to the Chief."

Game time.

Hi, Sam!

Sam!

I don't know, hon.

Not too late to
call Georgetown.

Live at home,
free laundry.

Dad, I didn't choose a school
3,000 miles away for nothing.

Roommate's name.

Mia Thompson.

Parents, Jan and Kyle,
divorced.

Both strong supporters
in the polls.

I heard that.

Well, that's odd.

They were supposed
to be here by now.

I once heard a rumor, Mom,

that there are actually
some people out there

that don't live
a minute-by-minute schedule.

How do they live?

Roommate's caught in traffic.
ETA is ten minutes.

She should at least
get the good bed

if she has to live with me.

Did you check that
itinerary with Liz?

For...?

They're just
a few small functions

your father and I thought
that you might enjoy attending.

Okay, uh...
do I have a choice?

Sir.

Oh. Yeah. Honey...

Already?

Like you're not chomping at the
bit for us to get out of here.

Well, the president
and the first lady, yes.

Mom and Dad not so much.

Let's go.
We've got a campaign to run.

Three, two, one.

You remember,
full load of laundry

dries faster
than half a load.

Always take the stairs.

Don't sweat the petty things.

Yeah. Don't pet
the sweaty things, either.

And your father
will be here all...

week... week campaigning.

If you need anything,
call Liz.

I'll be fine.

Thank you.

You'll be great.

Okay, look at me.

At a loss for words.

Just tell me
you'll miss me, Dad.

So, when the election's
over, uh...

we'll spend some time together-
whole day, 24 hours.

In a row?

Promise. Be a good kid.

Hey, Sam!

Please be mellow.

On one condition.

Could we major
in something fun?

I'm really hoping
we're not premed.

Light on the math.

Zip it, Bock.

And, Dylan,

especially you,
not another word.

Look, if you're gonna
be going through my stuff,

at least you can
help me carry it.

Are you aware there are

two huge individuals
with stun guns,

sticky hands and no manners
flanking our door?

You must be Mia.

And you're not Linda.

"Redhead, Paterson, New
Jersey, plays trombone."

Surprise.

I'm Samantha Mac...

You're not as tall
in person.

I'm really excited
about this year.

There's so many
things I want to do.

No offense, Ms. Mackenzie...
Samantha.

Samantha- but I have
a plan: college.

That's great.
Look,

I'm just trying to have a
normal college experience, okay?

All I want is normal, Mia.

Right.

I'm going to the
housing office.

They said you were the kind
of girl who was up for anything.

I'm disappointed.

You're manipulating me.
Yes.

It's kind of working.

Please, Mia?
Just give it a shot.

That's all
I'm asking.

Well, the situation
could have its advantages.

Absolutely.

Like... in case
of a national emergency,

guess who gets a free seat
on the chopper?

I was kind of thinking your
Secret Service would get us beer.

You can forget about that.

We'll work on it.

Mia Thompson.
Arkansas royalty.

I didn't know they
had royalty in Arkansas.

Course we do.
My dad's a king.

I mean, he's had a few queens
since my mom,

but...

You know,

Tire King,

Bestseller of the South.

Cool.

This is Bock.
Dylan's outside.

They're protecting us.

Could that involve
tackling me?

'Cause the bald one's
a little sexy.

And you can forget
about that, too.

Yeah.

Look, bonus points
for giving me the good bed.

I like you already.

But just to let you know,
don't kiss my ass,

'cause I certainly
won't be kissing yours.

Mia, I like you already.

It's our first day.
I'm trying to have fun.

Then why don't you
change clothes,

we can go hang out, go to
some parties, meet some guys.

Definitely meet some guys.
My night's scheduled already.

I thought I looked okay, no?

Oh, yeah, sure
- if you're trying to hang out with the dean.

Ms. Mackenzie, I speak
for the entire faculty

when I say,
"Welcome to Redmond."

And I assure you that
you'll be treated

just like... any student
- just the minute

we conclude this elaborate
party in your honor.

...in the sense that

they would support
preferred policy.

Of course, the fundamental
importance of agenda control

was established
by McKelvey,

irrespective of implications
for the final outcome.

In fact, one of his
most notable papers

showed that
the "one person,

one vote..."

system of voting
did not always lead

to a middle ground
in decision-making.

The manipulation
of agenda could have

a greater impact on policy making
than many people are aware of.

You missed a great party.

Sorry about that.

Fortunately, I can provide you with
another normal college experience,

in which the roommate kicks you out
in the name of truly higher education.

Can I just get my...

Come back in two.
Minutes?

Hours.

We'll be following the first
daughter through her entire...

Did you see Samantha Mackenzie
arrive at college?

I'm not saying the first
daughter dresses badly,

but today, apparently Goodwill donated
some clothes, so I think that...

With guaranteed results...

If you have ring
around the toilet...

Illegal motion...
Take a look at this.

With embroidery on the sleeves.
With embroidery around

the neck,
with a front closure-

it's very beautifully done;

soft, full lines...

Look at that embroidery
around...

Oh, my gosh.
... around the shoulder,

and a slight shoulder pad,

and the meandering
neckline...

This works great
with our tank top...

Taylor to the right

and he's got a hole-
he's got a big hole!

And he's clear through
to the 45-yard line.

He's still going.
He's on his feet...

Samantha Mackenzie?
Greetings, Ms. Mackenzie.

The Redmond chapter
of Lambda Zeta Phi

is pleased to invite you
to our annual Plunge.

It's an
invitation-only event.

Bathing suits
are mandatory.

Bikinis are preferred.

Thanks a lot, guys.

We hope to see you
there, Ms. Mackenzie.

Thank you.

How do you look
in a bikini, Bock?

Mmm.

"They had already poured
the sum total of their knowledge

"into his waiting vessel;
and the vessel was not full,

"his intellect was not
satisfied, his soul

was not at peace,
his heart was not still."

Well, uh, ladies and gentlemen,
I shall do my best

to see to it that your
intellect is satisfied

and your soul
is at peace,

and your vessel is
filled this semester.

For starters,

would it be possible to shift
your attention to me?

I know I'm not as pretty,
but, uh, come on, work with me.

Excuse me, Professor?
Yes.

I didn't see anything in
the syllabus about a vessel.

Uh... excuse me?

I see the books
that I'm supposed to buy,

but I don't see any mention
about a vessel of any kind.

You said you were going
to fill one?

Right?

I did, I did say that.

Thank you; thank you
for pointing that out.

A very literal
interpretation.

Thank you very
much, uh...

He had one single goal:

To become empty
of thirst...

Excuse me...

Excuse me.

I wanted to thank you
for rescuing me in there.

It was nothing.

Besides, you don't strike me as the
kind of person who needs rescuing.

I'm Samantha.

I know,
I'm taller in person.

Fatter, thinner, fill in the
blank. I get that.

Actually, I was gonna say you look
exactly like I thought you would.

Bye, Samantha.

We're moving.

Not bad, Ms. Mackenzie.

You really shouldn't
objectify men like that, Mia.

The boy is fine.

Hi, Samantha.

Nice meeting you, too.

Hello.

Hey!
How you doin?

I'm good. I'm good.

Just to be clear, I've never
been a "plus one" before

and it doesn't agree with me.

Thanks for
coming, Mia.

I cannot believe how many
cute guys there are here.

Last time I was at
a party like this,

I could only fill out
a ruffled bikini.

Focus, Sam.

We are at a frat party.

You're right.

This is fantastic.

I think I'm
blending in, too.

Absolutely.

Look, is there any way that your
fake men-in-black boys can back off?

All right, I'm 'bout to show you
how to make a real entrance.

Gun! Gun! Gun! Gun!

I got you, Sam.

You're gonna be all right.

Take her to the campaign
office across town.

Lucky Charm secure.

It's just a water gun, man.

Shut up! And don't move.

California Headquarters.
Mackenzie for president.

I'm sorry, I'd have more on,

but I wasn't exactly given time
to, I don't know, get my stuff.

Guess she likes California.

Look, I gotta go.

Wow! Don't tell me he's too
busy. I need to talk to him.

You look great.
What's going on, Sam?

Liz, he has got too many Secret
Service following me around.

I can't take it anymore.

Sam, it's an election year,
remember that.

Tensions are high. Just take a
deep breath and let me handle it.

Okay? Calm down.
I'll see if he has a minute.

Create my own forum...

Mr. President?
Liz?

Your daughter's asking for reduced security
at college. She's very unhappy, sir.

Um... can this wait?

Go ahead.
We'll invite the press...

It's not a good time.
Fine.

Just tell him I'll ditch the whole
college thing and become a Hooters girl.

Good benefits, I hear.

Sir?
Liz?

There is a precedent
for reduced security.

I recommend cutting back from
four agents to two per shift.

Keep detail on the floor,
but not stationed at the room.

Sir, she's miserable.

Okay.

I'll be right back.

Man...

I came this close to wearing
that exact bikini today.

Dad, if you want your daughter to have
any friends, we need to make some changes.

Yeah, well, I don't negotiate
with people in swimwear.

Come here.

Dad, when Chelsea was at Stanford,
her Secret Service backed off.

They blended in.
They wore Birkenstocks.

Sam, I want you
to listen to me.

A navy blue suit
with Birkenstocks

is a really bad look.

That was another time.
This is a real

different world we
live in, Sam.

It is not like I'm sleeping
around and getting drunk, Dad.

Come on,
you were my age once.

All I'm asking for
is a shred of normalcy.

I can't go out and party
like my friends.

No...

No, you can't.

Forget it.

This is
the California Headquarters...

Samantha.

You got it.

What?

Go back to school. You're on a
new diet: Secret Service Lite.

Thank you. Thank you.

And have fun,
just not too much.

We got her from here.

And then there were two.

Finally.

Lunge at me.

Hit me, tackle me, come
on, you know you want to.

We could just celebrate.

Okay.
I've narrowed it down

to three target areas,
which, if we hit quickly...

...and maybe it's just
right under our noses.

What's going on there?

Sam, I don't think
that's a party.

While Mackenzie's racking up
his frequent flyer miles,

Samuels is right here,
right now, at home.

Health care, education,

new jobs:
just a few of the things

Samuels has been working on while
Mackenzie's out of the office,

out of the country, taking money
out of our pockets again.

Next step:

out of office.

Whatever!

Samantha Mackenzie,

how good of you
to join us.

Hey,
ladies and gentlemen,

what do you say to some good
old-fashioned bipartisan debate, huh?

Yeah, come on, Ms. Mackenzie.

Get on up there.

What do you say,
Samantha?

Daddy's not here.

Can we hear what
you have to say

or do you only do
what Daddy tells you?

All right, there you go-

another Mackenzie running away
from the real issues.

What was that?

Freedom of speech.

They have the right
to express their beliefs.

Okay, the freedom
goes both ways.

Why don't you get
to speak your mind?

Fine. You want to know
what I think? Yeah.

Well, I think
my father's administration

gives a great deal of attention
to his domestic agenda.

I mean,
take his college tuition...

Blah, blah, blah.
End of sound bite.

It's kind of hard to get that
stuff out your head, huh?

Well, I know only one thing
that can definitely help.

What's that?

Oh, my God...!

I should change. I don't
want to ruin the outfit.

You can only improve it.

Come on, Sam!
Whoo!

Go on, Sam! You can do it!

She did it.

Hey, you okay?

Yes. You?

Yeah.

I'm Sam, remember?

James.

Hey, you guys,
get out of the way!

You coming or not?

Lambda Zeta Phi!

Whoo-hoo!

Watch and learn!

Whoa! It's slick!

Come on.

We're going again.

Wait a minute, James.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Excuse me, James?

Um, I had a really
good time with you

on the slide last night.

No. Hey, James,
what's your major?

Hi, James. James?

Sam, come on.

James?

Sam,
I'm trying to sleep.

Hello?

New York Post online.

Oh, no.

I can't believe
I made the Post!

Mia Thompson,
ladies and gentlemen!

Suffice it to say, your father feels like
he gave you an inch and you took a mile.

I know, I-I completely
understand. I'm...

Listen to me, Sam. You cannot
pull a stunt like this again.

Look...

I don't who you groveling to,

but the best thing about
college is you can hang up.

Put him on.

Are you crazy?
He's on fire.

Look, Liz, I'll just say,
"Dad, I love you.

This is unfortunate, but..."

Go ahead. I'm listening.

Hi, Dad.

Listen...
I'm really sorry.

What were you thinking, Sam?

I know.

Yes,
that's the roommate, Mia.

Just so we're clear:

she's the one in the really
uncomfortable looking...

Thong.
In the thong.

Correct.
Okay. Put her on.

Mr. President,
Mia Thompson here.

Now, with all due respect-

although I think your diplomatic
skills are top-notch-

I think you really need some
serious parenting advice.

Really?

You know what, Mia? I could
not agree with you more.

What?

It's great to know
that my daughter

is living with such
a sensible young woman.

You've got that
rare thing, Mia.

You know what it is?
It's character.

Some people have it.
Some people don't.

You have it.

Really?

Thanks.

Um, I mean, you, too. That
whole China thing was real good.

Yeah, I can...

I can definitely see how
you do what you do.

I will.

Bye.

He's good, isn't he?
- Yeah.

- Next time you should be a little easier on him.
- Okay.

But the difference is,

he's my president
and he's your father.

Not when he's calling from
the Oval Office, he's not.

Oval Office,
Shmoval Office.

At some point, every father's got to
learn to let go of his little girl.

And every little girl's got to
learn to let go of her father.

How do you do that, Mia?

Vote no! No, Mackenzie!
Vote no! No, Mackenzie!

Vote no! No, Mackenzie!

Vote no! No, Mackenzie!
Vote no! No, Mackenzie!

Vote no! No, Mackenzie!

Come on, get
to your room!

Hey! Have you
lost your mind?!

Mia!

You in there?

Mia, I need your help!

You!

This is the RA's room.

Good thing
I'm the RA, then.

What happened to Stuart?

Stuart preferred something
a little lower-key.

You can find him down at
the C Wing, if you need him.

Sorry to hear that.

So it seems you need a place
to hide out a bit.

Seems I do.

They have to leave
sooner or later, right?

When is she coming out?

I have a better idea.

Here.

Put this on.

And this.

Wait here
for one minute.

Need a Kleenex?

Oh, no, I'm fine.

Follow my lead.

Hey, Mike, come on.

You're going to leave her
in there?

Hey, Sam,
stay as long as you want.

Where is she?

Thank you very much.
Nice meeting you.

And you, too.
Good luck, huh?

Mmm.

Hate it, huh?

Tastes like freedom.

I should warn you,
I'm a very slow eater.

It's terrible
on the system to rush.

Yeah, I can see that.

So, there will be, um...
plenty of time for discussion,

starting with the topic
of you.

Tell me something
I don't know.

Something you
don't know.

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Brazil's the only country
named after a tree.

Bagged lettuce that
you buy in the store-

they wash it in chlorine.

The little parallelogram
above your top lip

is called a philtrum.

Five years, or half a decade,
is a lustrum.

Every state in the Union
has a town named Springfield.

Male turtles grunt;
female turtles hiss.

Difference between
a fruit and a vegetable:

off-the-vine fruit ripens;
a vegetable just rots.

Spread your arms just like this, middle finger
to middle finger, it's equivalent to your height.

Distance from your wrist to your
elbow is the length of your foot.

Ears and nose never stop gr
- Growing?

Right.

So, I guess we're
all living Pinocchios.

And you still haven't told me
anything about yourself.

Trust me, I'm not
that interesting.

Ask and see what happens. Oh!

Thank you for doing all this.

Excuse me...

Otherwise, my husband
will never believe me.

Sure...

Oh, uh, your boyfriend
can be in the picture, too.

He's not my boyfriend.

Oh.

You're such
a beautiful young lady.

Thank you.
- And I'm so glad that you grew out of that awkward stage.

And your bosom
came in very nicely.

Would you like me
to take the picture?

No, no, I've got it.

Oh...
that's nice. Yes!

Thank you.

Really,
don't feel obligated

to tell me anything
about yourself.

Truthfully, one quick call
to the FBI or the CIA,

and I can get your blood type,
third grade class picture,

and satellite photos
of your ex-girlfriends' homes.

So, I guess that means
you didn't find anything

when you were rifling
through my stuff earlier.

We'll take it slow.

What is your major?

Actuarial science.

What actually is
actuarial science?

Statistics, probability,
and assessment of risk.

But more importantly,
uh, it's what my dad did

and what his dad did, so,
that's what I'm going to do.

Samantha! That's it, over there!

Across the street!
Come on.

There they go!
Come on!

Whoa. Hey, look out!

Hey! Is that them?

Let's do it again.

Just catch your breath.

Okay. Come on.

He has a place
out here, too?

The place used
to be the gambling casino.

He likes it there
because of the memories.

It's the old
ancestral home, huh?

Oh, no.

Mr. Murdock
wasn't born there,

but most of his best friends
were killed there.

Oh, you know, the police used
to raid it and everything.

Your face...

No, no, you're all right.

The look you get...

It's like...
it's like the first time

I rode my bike
without training wheels.

It's like you're experiencing
everything for the first time.

I am.

Would you like something?

In that case,
you need to try this.

Won't Fats be surprised?

He's expecting us.

I'll pick you up
an hour early.

We have lots of time.

Thank you. You get the
basket; I'll undress.

Enjoy it.

Undress? Uh, uh, Jerri,
now, wait a minute...

Ah-ah!

What are you doing?

Chocolate snack must be
poured directly over popcorn.

That way, you get

that delicious
salty, sweet mixture...

and a little
melted chocolate.

Sometimes, you've
got to break the rules.

You never know when you're going
to get something inspired.

Well, go on, Mackenzie.
Break the rules.

If I had the strength...

Well?

It's disgusting.

I love it.

So...

my mother would say, "Be nice,
and spare that young man..."

Favorite board game.
- Clue. Yours?

- Poker.
- Favorite season.

Congressional Recess.

Venus or Serena?

Both. That's a
trick question.

Favorite dessert.

Dinner menu Thursday.

I know I'm not supposed
to say this,

but back in the White House,

my friend Joan makes
the most sensational soufflé.

Although you haven't really

tasted a blintz until
you've tasted Victor Vic's...

Favorite first daughter joke.

Must be hard.

It's not so bad.

No, really.

Must be hard.

Sometimes it really is.

How do you
make a tissue dance?

No idea.

Put a little boogie
into it.

Oh! Come on. Come on.

How do I know this wasn't
just a one-time thing?

Probably wasn't even a date.

Let's find out.

James...

bonfire...

Friday night.

Be there. Sam.

One, two, three.

Go, Redmond!

Go, Redmond!

Go, Redmond! Knights!

Go, Redmond! Go, Redmond!

Go, Redmond!

Knights!

Clap! Who's in the house?

Everybody clap your hands.

Yo, Red, Red!

Yo, Red, Red!
Yo, Red, Red!

I know you love
a good bonfire, Dylan.

Yeah!

Here's a tip: When you're having
a conversation with someone,

it's only polite
to let them get a word in.

A lot of folks, they want to know
what's that one special secret

to getting the victory.

Is it a great quarterback...?
Still no James?

Who was I kidding?
He's not interested.

He was just
taking pity on me.

Give the guy
a little leeway.

Between your dad
and your portable set

of "Men in Black"
action figures,

boy's taking on
a huge job here.

...and that's all you people!

On behalf
of the Redmond Knights,

I want to thank each
and every one of you.

What we do on the field
would not be possible

without what you do
off the field.

Are you all right?

Okay, I need backup.
I really like this guy.

What happened to all the ones you've
been kissing since school started?

When I really like a guy, it
means I'm not going to kiss him.

All right, long story short,
we went to school together,

and I've loved him
ever since spandex was in.

I asked him to meet me
here tonight, but...

I never thought he would.

Your offensive captain,
John Young...

Give it up for big
Mike Lynch, on defense!

Hi, Samantha.

Welcome to Redmond.

Nice to meet you.
Excuse me.

It's always about you, Sam.

Mia, wait!
Where you going?

We were supposed to hang out.

Hey, I'll see you
later, all right?

So, Mia, did you talk
to her about rushing yet?

Not yet.

Hey, did you invite her
to our party?

You still want to invite her after
what happened at the last one?

So, are we supposed to salute
or say the Pledge of Allegiance?

Hands off
the roommate's personals.

Only I can touch 'em.

Dude, I can't believe we're
partying in, like, "Dorm Room One."

"Hey, Mia, what's she like?

"Get to see her naked?

Can't we all just stand in line
to kiss her ass?"

I am so sick

of all things Samantha.

Does she have a boyfriend?

She is so hot.
Oh, yeah.

I don't believe
that's any of your business.

Hmm...

What's going on, Mia?

What's going on is
this isn't working out.

It's too hard.

Is it that you don't like living
with all of the attention, Mia?

Or that you don't like
living without it?

Excuse me?!

I think you're used to being
the center of things.

As a matter of fact, I am.

Naturally, normally.

What you got going on is a
whole lot of genetic limelight.

I think that you're acting
really unreasonably right now,

so why don't we just step
outside, maybe calm down...?

No, I'm not counting to ten. I'm
not writing up some itinerary.

Ooh! Ooh! Right here, right
now. Let's have this out.

And for once, Sam, say
something that you want to say

and not what someone
wrote for you.

Just be you,
whoever that is.

This from a woman who'll
kiss anyone with lips

but saves abstinence for the one
person she really cares about?!

Well, you know what? At least
I can admit I'm messed up.

You're so desperate to make everybody
like you, you'll let people use me

to get to you, and then you act
like you don't see what's happening.

You let people use you regardless
of whether I am around, Mia.

You make that choice
all of the time,

so don't blame your
genetically lit roommate.

And don't draw
on my parents.

It's not nice.

Oh, my God.

Ready? Okay!

You really shouldn't
sleep in that position.

It's bad for your neck.

I deserve it.

I'm the devil. See?

Oh, you are.

I wouldn't want to be
friends with me, either-

mm-mmm- reduced
security or not.

I just have to face it:
my life will never be normal.

And what exactly
is so bad about that?

The last time I had
privacy, I was in utero.

Imagine what it's like to have
your whole life picked out for you.

Imagine... never being alone
and always feeling lonely.

All I ever wanted
was to get my key,

get in a beat-up
little Volkswagen

and drive off to college.

You think I'm a silly,
spoiled kid

completely devoid
of gratitude.

Actually, I think
I completely understand

what you're going through.

You do?

This one time,

I won the class spelling bee.

I couldn't get
from point A to point B

without people watching
my every move.

I had to avoid the press,
the paparazzi...

And the women,
my God, the women, Sam.

The number of training bras
that were left in my locker

could fill the support needs
of an entire country.

So, listen,
about last night...

You're my RA.

It's forbidden.

I get it.

It's actually not just
the RA thing.

Oh... the other thing.

Most guys have to deal
with meeting the dad.

My dates have to charm
the commander in chief.

Note to fathers worldwide:

In order to keep your daughters
from getting any action,

become the president.

You were hoping
to get some action?

You need some air?

I think I could use
a little air.

I'll just go get changed.

Shh, shh, shh.

I got your shoes.
Come on. Let's go.

Oh, thank you.

My dad used to take me
to a spot like this.

He would always say that
the world was a tough place

and that you needed total
self-reliance to survive it.

He must be proud of you.

If he was, he definitely
wouldn't say so.

Let's say you do please
your father,

and you are
completely successful,

and completely self-reliant,

and you know that
he's proud of you...

then what?

It's tough
to imagine, right?

Because then you'd have to
actually figure out what you want.

You've thought about this
before, huh?

Every day of my life.

Excuse me.

Let's get back in.

How you doing? You all
right? How do you do that?

What's that?

When I'm with you,
I'm just me- Sam.

I'm not the first daughter.

I really like it.

You're just...

So are you.

All right, then.
Let's get back in there.

You lead.

You beat me.

Oh, no. I kicked your butt.
Thanks.

Usually, people let me win.

Sam, you will never have
to worry about that with me.

Thank you.

Good.

Will you show me
how you did that?

Mm-hmm. Excuse me.

Go one more time.
Just hers.

I like your bracelet.

Thanks.
It's from my dad.

It's one charm
for every continent,

every country
and every election he won.

It's for all
of our trips together.

That's cool.
Go ahead.

Oh. Huh? Oh!

Oh.

Ah!

Come on, pitcher!
Come on!

I got one!

Come on, show me
that curve there, boy!

Gimme that fastball!
Come on, put it up!

Oh, oh, one more! Come on!

There you go,
this one's on me, son...

For your bracelet.

Just the first
of all the trips

you're gonna
take on your own.

Come on, right up here!

Come on!

Well, this is my stop.

That's your room.

I like it. It's nice.

It's spacious
for a double.

That's exactly
what I said to Mia.

Well, I had fun.
I had fun.

All right, well...

I guess I should...

Me, too.

Well, here.

Thank you for tonight.

Good night, Samantha.

Good night.

James?

Good night.

I know you're mad at me
right now, but...

I kissed him.

Oh, sorry.

I was just...

No, Sam. Stay.

Really?
- Yeah, really?

I really need to hang out
with my roommate tonight.

You should go.

All right.

I know I'm hard
to live with.

I know you didn't
want to be my roommate.

Come with me.

Hey!
Hi.

Oh, my God,
I can't believe it!

It's you!
You're here in my room!

Sam, allow me to introduce you
to our dorm mate,

Linda of Paterson,
New Jersey, plays trombone.

My original roommate.

Nice to meet you.
Oh...

Don't... move!

Wow.

Yeah, wow, right?

Uh, Linda practices
four hours a day,

in her room.

Uh, four.
Isn't that fantastic?

Bulletproof glass is looking
pretty good right now.

Yeah, it's looking great.

Are we good?
Are we all set, Liz?

Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you.

Mia, I need you
to come with me.

I knew you'd
change your mind.

Whatever you say.

Anybody up for a study break?

Okay, what's going on?

Sam?

I'm kidnapping you.

Dylan!

Mr. Motormouth! What's up?

Does he say anything? Ever?

Come on, Mia.

Please, follow me.

I can't believe
I'm on Air Force One.

Now, this is a road trip.

Well, you guys have put up

with a lot from me, and I...
wanted to do something special.

And who might you be?

This is Charles.

He is here to assist you
with anything you may want.

You mean my every need?

My every whim?

Absolutely.

Because I can
be whimsical.

Nice equipment.

Excuse me?

The computers.

Can you hack into
any computer in the world?

Yes.

So that means that, uh,
it shouldn't be too hard

to raise the credit limit
on my Neiman's account.

Marjorie is here
to help us get ready,

starting with manicures
and pedicures.

And then when we land,
we'll find something to wear.

James...
Hi.

every kind of game imaginable
is stacked over here.

It's my dad's own
private collection.

You can sit down.

I hope this isn't
too much.

No. Where are we going?

It's a surprise.

This is fine. Thank you.

Can I get you something?

Is this country
great or what?

Hi, Vera.
Hi.

Thank you for doing this
on such short notice.

I'm thrilled to do it.
Come with me, ladies.

Just a moment please, ma'am.

James, I have a feeling you're
gonna look great in a tux.

Samantha! Samantha!

Over here, Sam!

Sorry we're late.

It's okay.

Samantha! Can we get
a picture of you, Sam?

Sam, who's your date?

Who are you wearing?

Samantha, right here!

Sam! Sam, just a second.
Over here.

I was right.
Sam, come on.

Talk with us
for just a second.

Mia and James.
Gotcha.

Hey, baby.

How you doing?
Good.

Hey, Mom.

You look beautiful.
I'm glad you're here.

Mr. and Mrs. President,
Mia Thompson.

Oh.

The one in the thong.

Oh. Hey, Mia.

Hi.
How you doing?

Mia, would you like a photo?
Oh, yeah.

Thanks.

Dad, this is James Lansome,
my RA and my-

Mr. President, it's a
pleasure to meet you, sir.

Pleasure to meet you, James.

And my mother.

Mrs. Mackenzie,

you're even
lovelier in person.

Please, call me Melanie.

Sir, John Armstrong
has arrived.

Oh. Yeah. Excuse me.

Right this way, sir.

Mia.
Hi.

You look lovely tonight.
Thanks.

We have you seated
with some very nice people.

Mmm. Important, I hope.

Sam...

can we go talk somewhere?

Sure.

She's beautiful.

Place your right hand...
What are you doing?

I'm dancing with you.
No one else is dancing.

And isn't it a shame?

Here, on my waist.

I need a minute alone with you.
- And I need your left hand.

We shouldn't do this.
Why not?

It's a free country.
I don't care what he says.

Call out the National Guard.

Nothing is stopping me
from dancing with you tonight.

Tonight I am making
my own itinerary,

and it happens
to feel great.

Sam, I...
Go away.

Okay, never mind.

I'm gonna spin now.

We're here to have fun

and have a few laughs,
and if I'm lucky,

maybe I'll get to dance
with my beautiful wife, Melanie.

What do you think, Mel?
You are so lucky.

Have a good time tonight.

Hey, Sam.

Is Vanuatu
really a country?

'Cause this boy told me
he's the ambassador.

You are as beautiful
as my country.

Samantha,
a few questions this way.

Sam, Samantha,
what do you feel

about your father's
domestic policy?

And how does it affect you?

Is your education
hurt by it?

I think my father's
administration

gives a great deal
of attention to-

You know he's a fraud.

Take his college tuition
tax exemption initiative-

Your dad is a fraud.

Yeah, your daddy's
a fraud.

Hey, back off, man.

There are a lot
of protesters here.

Have you talked to any of...

Keep rolling, keep rolling.

Stay with the shot.
Stay on the girl.

Emergency motorcade!

Lucky Charm on the way!

Stay with me!

What about Mia?
They'll take care of her.

Go! Go!

Lucky Charm is at location six.

Roger that.
We're taking her home.

Lucky Charm secure.

You okay?
Don't.

Was there anybody who
didn't know except for me?

I feel so humiliated!

Do you know that, every day,

I get... at least...

a half-dozen threats

against you- every day.

As your father,
I couldn't live with myself

if something ever
happened to you.

As president...

this country can't afford

to have anything
happen to you right now.

What could I do, Sam?

What choice did I have?

You had the choice
to be honest with me.

You had the choice
not to lie to me,

as my father and...
as the president.

Oh, man.

Hon, I know you
thought he was your friend.

If you want...

we can replace him.

Won't he lose his job?

He'll be transferred
from First Family Detail,

but he'll... find
another position.

But not the right position.

He's in line
to work for me.

In the end, that's where
most agents want to end up.

No, he can stay.

I really hope, someday,
you understand this.

I do.

That is what
is so disappointing.

I thought I'd finally found
someone who'd like me for me.

So, how do you know

his feelings for you
aren't real?

He was just doing his job.

That's crap.
He wanted you.

Watch. Go back and act
like nothing happened.

Better yet, date somebody.

There is nothing a man wants
more than something he can't have.

Hey, there's Samantha.

Hey, Sam!

Hey, Samantha!

Oh, yeah, I'd love to.

One over there.

Yeah, let's grab it.

Sam...

James.

I just wanted to thank you.

I crossed a line, and you
could've had me fired for that.

And I just wanted to say
that I appreciate it.

Hey, Sam!

Sam, I'm really sorry
that I had to deceive you.

We're all living Pinocchios,
right?

I'm here for my birth control
appointment.

Ms. Mackenzie?

Yes.

It's not really for me.
Uh-huh.

I'm trying to make this
guy jealous. Mm-hmm.

No, seriously.

Okay, how do you make
a tissue dance?

You put a little boogie
into it.

Okay.

I'm beginning to regret
the outfit choice.

Who was I kidding?
I can't pull this off.

Is it even working?

You got yourself into this,

and you're going
to follow through.

Hey, ladies!

Looking good!
You're right.

'Sup?
'Sup?

Besides, I have
a date expecting me.

What's his name again?

Frank.

May I speak frankly, Frank?

The life of the
college student...

is really growing on me.

And furthermore,

you're really
growing on me.

Thanks.

Bock from Lansome.
She's wasted.

Is my date a babe or what?

Yeah, I guess so.

And you like it?

We're federal agents.
This is illegal.

Be advised,
it's my responsibility.

Let's cut the chatter.

We're moving.

Check it out.

Oh!

Whoo!

Oh!

Shake it, baby!
Shake it!

Whoo!
All right!

Bock, do something.
This is too much.

Sam,
what are you doing?

Whoo!

Put me down, James.

I'm not four years old, James.

Put me down.
I can walk.

The thing is, you can't,

so why don't you just let me
help you, Samantha?

Why should I trust you?

You lied to me!

You made me like you.

Why are you
a Secret Service agent?

Honestly? Right now, I'm just
trying to get through this

and do my job-
which, by the way,

you're making
very difficult.

Really?

Why are you doing this, Sam?

This isn't you.

Whoo!

This is me, James.

Me without you.

What was that?

I was just saying good night.

What is this?

Is this some kind of game
to you, James?

No.

You don't have
to pretend anymore.

You're an amazing girl.

Would you stop it?

Just stop lying to me.

What could I have
given you, Sam?

I don't have anything
to offer you.

You're the president's
daughter, for Christ sake!

I have spent...

almost my entire life
with people smiling at me,

and laughing at my jokes, and
telling me how special I am,

and how great I am,
and how nice and smart...

and, right now, I don't
know if any of that was true.

Maybe it was all
some kind of an act.

I don't know.

What if I was different?

What if I was just like
everybody else, James?

How would you
feel about me then?

You just don't get it.

Things aren't different.

What if they were?

I think you owe me
at least this.

Forget... image.

Forget politics.

Forget...

forget everything else
but who I am right now in here.

If things were different...

If things were different...

I'd still follow you
around all the time.

'Cause I wanted to.

Not because I had to.

Good night, Sam.

She's not up yet.

She's not here.

Hello.
You have reached Moviefone.

If you know the name of the movie
you'd like to watch, stay on the line.

Sorry about all the calls.

Don't worry about it.

You know, you are quite
the photogenic young lady.

I would kill for your ass.

And Frankie
likes it a lot.

Take a number, buddy.

Oh.

Hey, Liz.

You have
to take this one.

Hi.

Sam, your father
is extremely disappointed.

Is there anything else
we need to know?

It was just one night, Liz.

One very...

...bad night.

I don't want
to know about your night.

I want to know
about your boyfriend.

What are you talking
about? Just put him on.

Sir, she wants to talk to you.
I don't want to talk to her.

She went too far this time.

Send in the media rep.

Yes, sir.

He doesn't want to talk
to you, Sam.

He's there right now,
isn't he?

I can hear him.

Really, he doesn't. Bye.

I think he's got
some good ideas.

Sam...

James?

Who are you?

I'm Agent Dryer, ma'am.

Mr. Lansome is no longer
on this detail.

So...

what does it mean?

Anyone?

Anyone?

At the end
of the day,

the prince is... is what?

Just a prince.

Go on.

Didn't matter...
how much he trusted

or gave of himself
or his possessions.

At the end of the day,
the prince is and...

will always be...

just a prince.

He'll always be different.

After Samantha Mackenzie's
table dance last night,

a shroud of embarrassment
surrounds the White House today.

Let's go live to Jeff Michael,

as he tells us more
about her alleged affair.

The White House has no comment

regarding a jealous brawl
involving Samantha Mackenzie,

nor do they have anything to say
about her alleged relationship

with one of her
Secret Service agents.

Reporting live
from Redmond University...

What are you
doing here?

Well, the question
on my mind, Samantha,

is "what have you
been doing here?"

There's been a three-point
drop in the polls

since your little table dance.

Was I that bad?

You've got to know that we
are in the race of our lives.

We were elected
to set an example.

They expect more of us.

That's the life
we've chosen.

I didn't choose
anything, Mom.

And I didn't
run for anything.

Nobody elected
me, remember?

Like it or not,
chosen or not,

you are the daughter of the
President of the United States.

Your father and I
need you now.

We need to be
the first family.

You want me to leave school.

When President Harding
was elected,

Florence Harding said,

"Warren, I got you
the presidency.

Now what are you going
to do with it?"

So, let's get your father
the presidency.

Again.
See what he does with it.

It's his time.

You're asking me
to join the campaign?

Mm-mmm.

I'm not asking.

Good evening, Miss.

I guess you heard
Samantha Mackenzie raising money

for her dad's reelection
one dollar at a time.

Yes, that's...

...that's the big story.

Here's the best part:

The Secret Service agent
who knocked out the guy

at the bar
where Samantha was stripping,

turns out that Secret Service
agent is her boyfriend.

And with the help

of hardworking people like you,
we can win this thing.

Thank you, Motor City!

Mackenzie! Mackenzie! Mackenzie!

We're here to discuss

your proposed removal
as a disciplinary action.

Your record is exceptional.

But looking at this report,
I have my doubts

about your ability
to continue as an agent.

I understand.

So, please tell this panel why we
should allow you to continue as an agent.

My father was an agent,
and my grandfather was before-

But they're not the ones
under review here; you are.

And if you had a different
father or grandfather,

you wouldn't have
this opportunity.

You know, as a little kid,

I always dreamt about standing on the
sidelines of history, protecting others...

maybe even
the president himself.

Well...
I had the opportunity

to protect a pretty
remarkable person.

Do you have anything to say
to defend your actions?

You trained me to
expect the unexpected.

And I tried
not to feel anything.

I tried to keep my distance,

but I...

...fell deeper...

and deeper.

If having those feelings
means losing my job,

then that's a loss
I am prepared to take.

You and I know
that mistakes made

in our line of work
could mean someone's life.

So, I'm sorry.

You'll be on suspension,
pending your removal,

and you should start to think
about other alternatives.

...sense of humor,
his charisma...

Can we confirm
these numbers?

Putting a human face
on the office...

Well, that's why
we chose this venue...

...why New Hampshire works.
New Hampshire worked, right?

...not
in New Hampshire anymore.

These people want to hear
about foreign markets.

They want their
products out there...

Hey.

How you doing?

Good.
- You okay?

Sam...

you're unhappy.

I get it.

But if you're going
to be here, be here...

because there's
a lot at stake,

and I really need you to
act like a grownup right now.

Obviously, I understand
there is a lot at stake, Dad.

I have been standing
by your side,

with Mom, my entire life.

That's why I came home.

You don't have to tell me how important
it is to be with the people you love.

I am here.

If you want me to be a grownup,
then you have to allow it.

What's going on with Sam?

Uh...

What is it?

Well...

remember when she
was little...

and she found that frog,
and we wouldn't let her keep it

and she got that really...
stubborn little...

unbelievably cute look
on her face?

Yes.

She just made
that face again.

Man, here I am,
about to go on stage and...

she puts her old man
in his place.

Really?

Yeah, really.

And?

And, uh...

I don't know.
Good for her.

Someone get
the president.

It's time to go,
Mr. President.

Ready? Let's go.

And as for our president,

he's gonna do
the same thing to this country

that's she's done to her family:
embarrass it.

With all due respect,

we've just taken direct hits
on the domestic agenda,

and this is the last push
before the election.

It's too late to
change our position.

I don't think we
should address it.

What do you think, Sam?

I don't really have
an opinion, Dad.

Really?

Are you sure?

Well...

I don't know what could be
more important than home.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the President
of the United States.

Thanks.

- Mr. President.
- Mr. President.

Afternoon, folks.

Thought you might
want a snack.

Made it myself.

Dad.

Okay, I had that cake
made myself.

How you doing?

Dad?

Yeah?

I need you to make sure
that James is okay.

He's a good agent.

I'll see
what I can do.

Thank you.

Did you love him?

I loved who I got
to be with him.

Even though I didn't do
anything amazing,

for me it was.

I felt like I...

knew myself
for the first time.

Love?

That, too.

That's what I thought.

And reelected to a second term,

President John Mackenzie!

Thank you very much.

And God bless the USA!

We did it, honey.

Mackenzie's the one!

Mackenzie's the one!
Mackenzie's the one!

Mackenzie's the one!

Recently, this...

really fine young woman...

pointed out to me
the importance of home.

And, uh,
for the next four years,

this administration

is going to find its way
back there...

starting now.

Thank you.

It's your time.

The next dance
is for you and me.

Okay.

What do you think of your
father's policies now, Samantha?

I have my own policies
to think about.

That was a nice speech.
Thanks.

Dad...

one thing you
always taught me

was to make sure that
I'm always at home,

no matter what
anyone else thinks.

It has to include you.

We all deserve
a second chance.

It's okay.

Give me your left hand.

What are you doing?

Dancing with you.

On my shoulder.

We shouldn't.
We can't.

Try not to lead
this time, okay?

I, uh...

...believe this is yours.

It'll take you
on your next trip.

Even included the cooler.

We did everything
to your exact specifications.

Thank you, James.

Thank you.

Bye, Sam.

Now, go try to go break
a few rules, huh?

You try to keep some.

Forget something?

Yeah.

I just forgot my purse.

Take good care of him.

I will.

Just getting back
on duty now.

I'm just getting
off duty now.

I hear she'll be home
for spring break.

Hmm?

Just so you know.

You ready to stand
on the sidelines of history?

Yeah. You?

POTUS moving.
Yeah.

Just make sure you don't
fall in love with this one.

Once upon a time,

underneath the magic
of the night sky,

a brazen little girl grew up
in a white house.

It wasn't until
she left that house, however,

that she truly found home.

College-bound till spring,
she'll be back

when the cherry blossoms
bloom again.

With romance in the air,
James will be there,

but that's another story.