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S04E01
Joint Session

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Mr. Speaker,

the President
of the United States.

Thank you!

We're making history. We're the
first woman president, right?

Well, I am. You're not, Michael.

I am. Ow, you're hurting my hand.
Hi.

Oh, I see you.

Thank you. Well, I'm
getting jiggy with it.

I'm gonna get that Philip
Roth book back to you.

I haven't forgotten about it.

God, I can't even hear myself.

Am I talking? It's hard
for me to hear me.

Thank you, Mr. Speaker,

Mr. Vice President,

members of Congress,

my fellow Americans.

I'd like to begin today...

by saying a few words.

You know, some content
would be nice in this speech.

This is just noise-shaped air.

I know, and she's reading it tomorrow
out loud in front of an audience.

Hi, boss. You're still juicing?

- Yeah.
- Mike trying to be healthy.

It's like a potato
trying to whistle.

Wendy and I made a deal.

If I make it to 50,
I can quit fruit for good.

What did you think of the
draft from last night?

POTUS says the speech
is too vague.

- I thought she wanted it vague.
- Hey there.

I guess we did too good a job.

So we still don't know what's going
in her speech to the joint session.

I mean, what do we do? Google
it like a best man speech?

Relax, it'll come together.

It always has with every president
I've been comm director for.

- How many is that?
- This would be my second.

And actually, it didn't always come
together with President Hughes.

We had many failures.

I guess I just got used to it.

Great pep talk, man.

Ma'am, Ben is getting Amy's
direct mail plans for you to approve,

then you meet the Attorney
General re Chicago

after you swear in
Ann James as Housing Sec.

Yep.

You have five priority calls
in a holding pattern,

which can happen between
Moldova and skin cancer.

Okay.

And then you have
a potential 15-minute break.

All right, during which I can sleep and you
can squeeze nutrient paste into my mouth.

Don't count on it, ma'am.
US warship on exercises

just collided with
a Greek fishing boat.

- Two fatalities, ma'am.
- Oh.

Yeah, we're looking
at a big, fat Greek funeral.

I'll arrange for you
to make a statement, ma'am.

Yeah, 'cause I'm
the president, see?

Everything's my fault now.

Hey, do I have time to talk
to Jim and Dan and Mike?

- Uh, no, you don't.
- I want to.

- Then you can.
- Right.

The opening's good... the stuff about
Hughes and FLOTUS, section A.

There isn't an A. We're
numbering the sections.

- We are?
- We are. We agreed on numbers.

So section A is now section one.

Harvard education right there.

Hey, who is that?

Oh, I want to say
Chloe or Ellie.

Ally. No, Sally.

There are a million
young women around here

and they all look
exactly the same to me.

You big lady racist.

Hey, guys, I had an idea.

Smells like Puerto Rico in here.

I'm juicing.

Oh, okay.

So how about this idea?

How about if we take the cut section
of the President Hughes draft

and we put it together
with the spendy section

of my Families First
draft, right?

Plus with the
breast-feeding business.

Yes, ma'am.

That's files Mike11A1
and Mike11A11.

- That's for my reference.
- Okay.

Ma'am, they still haven't found
the three missing hikers.

- Cathy will keep you updated.
- Oh, thank you.

- Who is that?
- Hey, who is Cathy?

I've got to go.

All right, come on.

That was the actual President
of the United States.

It never stops being cool.

- She calls me Mike.
- That is your name.

Obviously we're gonna need to
talk about President Hughes.

You know, thanks a
million, take it easy.

Let's just keep it
short, though.

And then that's where
we put in my vision

for the future, okay?

For now, just put a marker that
just says "future whatever."

It's just that I've got an intelligence
briefing that I've got to get to, okay?

Okay, you know what we
should do is prioritize.

'Cause there's like the cutty
and the spendy...

I agree.

- Oh.
- Suckas.

Hey, ma'am, I can't go in this
intelligence briefing with you.

- Right.
- Is there anything that you need?

I got those Dutch
eyedrops you requested.

No, I don't need you, Gary.

Great. Great. I just thought I'd ask.
Here's your coffee.

- No.
- Okay.

Yeah, um, ma'am,

have you given any thought

to the vice president
being at these meetings?

Oh. Wow.

You know, I mean,
I wouldn't want him to have

the shitty experience
that I had as veep.

No.

Unfortunately, the precedent
has been set for this meeting,

so I wouldn't want
to go change things...

- Not at this early stage.
- Exactly. Right.

President needs the bag.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.
- She only needs the bag.

Okay, it's not that simple.
Hey, hey, hey, easy.

You're holding it wrong. You're
holding it wrong.

Ladies be crying,
pimps be dying.

It's Jonah Ryan.

Ah, I thought I heard
a little girl's voice.

- I was right.
- Hello, sir.

Come with me.
This is a man hang now.

It doesn't reek of moisturizer
and vaginal spray anymore.

And that was just Dan.

Hey, big guy. How's it hanging?

You know, pretty good. Like a
strap-on in a porn dungeon...

rock hard and covered
in pussy juice.

You like that?
I got a ton of them.

- You can ask me again.
- Hey, how's it hanging?

- Like a fat meat fence post...
- Mr. Ryan.

Oh, Mr. Vice President. Hello.

Thank you for asking
me to stop by.

You know who won the war?

I believe that we... we did?

No, not the grunts in the front.

It was the fellas
behind the scenes.

- The intel gatherers, the code crackers.
- Ah, yeah.

I need you to be
my West Wing wiretap.

I need you to spy for me.

- Yes, sir.
- Selina freezing you out, old-timer?

Oh, absolutely.
Cycle of abuse continues.

Like the Catholic Church.

Yeah, or an Arkansas wedding.

Oh, boom. Lean down, high five.

- All right.
- Yeah.

That's it, Jonah.
Thank you.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Yeah, he's a good kid.

Yeah, excuse me a second.

So, you hate me, right?

- I'm sorry?
- No, no, I'm kidding. We're buds.

But I'm the vice president's
chief of staff.

You know, you came
to see him directly,

I didn't know you were coming.

- So...
- Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...

not... I didn't mean
to step out of line.

Oh, no, we're good.
We're friends forever.

- All right, okay, cool. Thanks, Teddy.
- You're a good man, Jonah.

We need guys like you, because
this game takes guts.

- Yeah. Yeah.
- Right? And it takes balls.

Whoa.

You've got 'em, buddy.

Yeah, elevator's here.

Yeah. The vice
president likes you.

I like when he likes people.

So just text me
before you come over.

I'll always let you in.

- Okay.
- It was great talking to you.

I don't want to be stuck
with the Hughes plan.

Some dead guy's plan.

Well, he's not dead, ma'am.

No. It's fun for me
to say, though.

What are the numbers here

in the latest polling
on Families First, huh?

Raising kids out of poverty
and helping working moms?

Yeah.

Poor working moms
seem to love it for some reason.

But they only ever vote
with their phones,

usually for other poor
young moms who can't sing.

All right, well, thank you
for these numbers, guys.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome, Madam President.

But, I mean, there has
got to be a way

to have the cuts and have
the Families First bill.

What about the military? Would
they go for more cuts, you think?

Yeah, we just got
to do a cock-thumb.

What? What did you say?
A cock-thumb?

- Yeah.
- What is that?

Tell me, do not show me.

Well, we propose a radical cut to the
military... cutting off the cock...

the Joint Chiefs in turn propose

their own more reasonable
cut... cutting off the thumb.

Commonly known as negotiating?

Okay, well, let's cock-thumb.

I really don't care
for that term.

- Madam President.
- Yeah?

The Prime Minister of India
has sent you this.

- Why?
- I can't really work it out,

but I'll put in a time
for you to thank him.

No, I don't want that.

- No duck?
- No.

It's a dead duck.

Madam President,
there will be a way

to do both of these things,
cuts and spending.

I know, you can absolutely do two
contradictory things at once.

For example, I love my mother,

but I had to put her in a home.

And it's actually better
for her if I don't visit.

Ma'am, this job
will never be easy.

Man, don't I know it.
Oh, my God.

I feel like I've got a hamster wheel
in my head. You know that feeling?

Yeah. Did you ever hear the
theory that Reagan hired Hinckley

just so he could get
two weeks in bed?

Yeah, I'd buy that.

All right, so we'll
cock-thumb the Joint Chiefs.

What do you think
they're gonna offer?

I don't know.
Two, three billion.

You know, maybe sell off
a useless airfield.

Maybe we can put Afghanistan on eBay.

- Get about 10 bucks for that.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Louis, Pennsylvania numbers,

I need them up to date and two
days ago, so work it out.

I have the new figures on absentee
ballots and early voting.

Great, take a chopper up and add it
to the top of the pile on my desk.

Mr. Cafferty wants to know
our direct mail plans.

The president needs
to make a decision.

Cuts or spending
on the Families bill.

- Got it.
- Chicken and egg scenario.

Yeah, but where the chicken
is just refusing to ovulate.

What's in the speech?

Will the president cut the
deficit or spend on families?

Austerity or playgrounds?

She's considering
her options.

Or she doesn't have a clue.

We cannot afford to fall behind.

We're neck and neck with Chung.

And have you heard
the Thornhill rumor?

Of course I have, Amy.

I'm the White House
Press Secretary.

But imagine I haven't.

He might quit.

Stop running against
Selina for the nomination.

And my assistant
tells me via cue card

that Ericsson wants a meeting.

Thornhill
quitting is good.

No, wait, you're...
no, no, it's good.

No. If he folds,
Chung gets his votes.

Candidate poker.

Well, don't blame me
for this, Amy.

Don't shoot the messenger.

I just gave you the message.

You're being shot
by the messenger.

Well, it's still not good.

There's still no content
in this speech.

- It's like a diet soufflee.
- I know, I know.

Sue, does the president
have any spare time

this afternoon for an extra
speechwriting meeting?

Can mice levitate, Mike?

Can they levitate and fire
lasers out of their mouse eyes?

No.

Well, then we've just asked each
other equally ridiculous questions.

Hey, this bag was not returned to
me in the condition I expected.

There was a lot of loose lids.
Do you know...

A lot of changes, huh, buddy?

Yeah.

All right, so look,
in terms of actual words...

I mean, most meetings I don't
even have security clearance for.

Navy stewards
bring her drinks in.

I barely see her.

You can just use
the FLOTUS window.

Looks right down
onto the Oval Office.

- You can?
- Sure.

A lot of anxious First Ladies use it.

Okay, that's ignored, but
thank you for your concern.

Mike, you can barely cope.

How are you finding
the new setup?

I'm actually kind of famous now.

Really? You sure about that?

Yeah, I got recognized
on the street today.

Guy had already met me and
then forgot that he met me

and then recognized me from TV

and then remembered me again.

That's a great story, Mike.

Oh, hey, if any of you
new bitch puppies need help

finding the mommy teats around here, you
can just ask a West Wing vet, 'kay?

Oh, how's the new veep's office?

- What?
- The new veep's office.

It's great.
Why are you even asking?

I mean, it's so good.
It's fucking... it's great.

Me, Doyle.

I mean, come on, Teddy.
Of course, Teddy.

So good over there, guys.
So good.

It's my pleasure
to meet you, Mr. Ericsson.

Good.

It's a nice room.

For a lonely suicide or an
affair with your secretary.

It's discreet.
There's no DC people here.

I booked it using the name
Lazlo Whittaker.

Was Vladimir Draw-Attention-To-Myself
already taken?

A coffee?

- Skinny latte.
- Americano triple shot.

How about any sides?
Maybe a sandwich?

I'll take a protein bar.
I'm allergic to macadamia nuts.

Got it... no deadly macadamias for Mr.
Ericsson.

- Almond croissant, sparkling water.
- I'll take a water, too.

You know what? Just gonna
grab a pen and paper.

Let me write this down.

Or I will remember it
using my brain.

I've got a pretty good one.

Illinois Institute of Technology.

I'll cut right to the chase.

Good, 'cause that last minute was
a very long minute.

- Is Joe...
- Joe Thornhill quitting?

Nice question.
I was just asking it.

Joe's not quitting,
but the rumor's half right.

I've just quit
as his campaign manager.

Why would you do that
the fuck for?

Joltin' Joe has hit
the top of his bounce.

Does he realize that or is
he gonna find out on ESPN?

No, he's very, very stupid.

I thought he'd be an interesting
challenge, but he's a boring chore.

Your job is very interesting.

- Well...
- Challenging.

Very exciting job.

My job, yes, it is.

The job I have
is a very good job.

- Gary.
- Hey, Sue, how's it going?

- I was just in here.
- I get it, Gary.

- You look pretty.
- You don't need to pretend.

All I need to know is has the black
binder from her desk been moved?

- The black binder? Yeah, yeah, it has.
- Okay.

Do you know what? I have never
looked at her from this angle.

And she still
just radiates... okay.

Do you think Selina will win?

Tough fight, but she can win.

You said she can win.
I asked if she will win.

I'm sorry, was that
sparkling or still water?

And what kind of croissant?
I definitely remember the rest.

Okay, I'm leaving
this hotel room.

Good-bye, Amy. Good-bye, Lazlo.

He just quit being Thornhill's
campaign manager.

Wonder what he'll do next. He's the
best campaign manager in America.

- One of them.
- I mean, he could have any job he wants.

- Yeah.
- He could have your job.

You know, I'm saying all this out
loud and I probably shouldn't be.

Thanks, ma'am. Would you
like me to take away

the signed letters
in the black binder?

How'd you know I signed those?

Oh, I have a sixth sense.

And a seventh
for when I need it.

- Gary.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Do you have my hand cream?
- Oh, yeah.

- I got the new formula from La Prairie...
- No, no.

Just give me the whole tube 'cause you
can't come into this next meeting either.

- And I'm totally fine with that, you know.
- Well...

Well, Joint Chiefs
are on their way.

We should hear their big
clanking balls any second.

And then all the paintings
will fall off the walls.

- Oh, hey, Gare?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What is the coffee
that the navy stewards use?

I can only imagine.

- It's heaven.
- Oh.

- It's like Colombian tongue sex.
- Wow.

Why don't we ever
use that coffee?

I don't know, but you
love our old coffee.

- Nah.
- No.

- "Reservoir Dogs," huh?
- Excuse me?

I've never actually seen
it, but as I understand,

there's a scene where they
all walk in a row like this.

What do you think
they're gonna offer us?

- Uh, $2 billion. Three, tops.
- Uh-huh.

So you ready
for these buzz-cut bozos?

What are you talking about?

I'm used to dealing
with angry, aggressive,

dysfunctional men, i.e., men.

Well, that's what we do best.

That and farting
during first Communions.

It's funny... I don't really
think of you as a man.

- Oh. Okay.
- Oh, here they are.

Ma'am. Joint Chiefs of Staff.

- Gentlemen.
- Madam President.

Please come in.
Take a seat.

I understand you're on the warpath.
I get that.

I think it's your favorite path.

- Vampires!
- God, stop!

If I was a ninja,
you'd be dead right now.

That's a life lesson
courtesy of Jobi-Wan Kenobi.

- That's not cool, man.
- Wait, what are you even doing?

I'm keeping an eye
on the president.

Are you sure you wouldn't be
more comfortable

- at the book depository next door?
- Do you know what?

- Can you just leave, please?
- It was a joke.

Hey, do you know Teddy Sykes
over in the VP's office?

Teddy? Yeah. He's a great guy.

- He is?
- He's really, really hands-on.

Oh. Okay.

Why do you want
to know about Teddy?

He played this joke, and, I
mean, it was really funny,

but, I don't know, it was
a little weird and...

what's the president doing?

It looks like she's having a
meeting with the Joint Chiefs.

I don't think it's scheduled.

We know you need cuts,
but a further 25,000 reduction

in active military troops
is unthinkable.

Yeah, but here I am.
I'm thinking it.

The only unthinkable thing is
that anything is unthinkable.

Kent majored in fortune cookies.

Oh! Oh! Oh, my God!

Are you okay?
You look... you look okay.

Your predecessor said
that a force of 420,000

would be more than adequate...

Yeah, that's horse hockey.
Forgive me, ma'am.

No, no. No forgiveness needed.

I mean, at least you didn't
say that's fucking bullshit.

Okay, well, let's see.

- We're stuck.
- We'd like to propose an alternative cut.

Oh, okay. An alternative cut.

That sounds interesting,
doesn't it, Ben?

- Very interesting.
- Very interesting.

The N620 submarine
lacks a mission.

It was designed for an
outdated Cold War scenario

that's gone the way of the
fax machine and the VCR.

Okay, so what does that mean

in terms of numbers
ballparkwise?

I mean, if we were to scrap
this program you suggest?

$50 billion.

I... I'm sorry,
could you say that again?

50 billion.

Five-zero followed by
a bunch of zeroes?

- Nine.
- Yes.

All right, well,
you know, I think...

well, you know, this gives
us something to think about.

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

It's page three, I think it is.

Yeah. Well, I think
we might have different...

I think Lassie is trying
to tell us something.

POTUS and the Joint Chiefs
meeting, happening now.

Oh, shit! God damn it.
I told you, Teddy.

Sir, can I sit down? I think
I split my diaphragm.

I need you to run.

- Thank you.
- Okay.

$50 billion!

That was masterly, ma'am.

- Oh, my God!
- Or mistressly, whichever isn't offensive.

That wasn't a cock-thumb.
That was a cock-cock.

- Yeah, I nearly puked.
- How big is $50 billion?

Get it in here
in five-dollar bills.

I'm gonna climb it
and see if I get frostbite.

Oh, oh, Andrew.

- Heard there was a meeting.
- Yes.

It was just a little
light housecleaning.

- Dusting, really.
- I ran all the way here.

Well, you know what?
You're in phenomenal shape.

For a man of your age,
it's just extraordinary.

Are you thirsty? Do you
want something to drink?

No, I have a lot to do.

Okay, bye-bye. Oh, wait, Andrew.

Would you close the
door behind you?

Thanks. But nice to see you.

"We bet on American workers.
We bet on American ingenuity."

Guys, this writing
is absolutely fantastic!

It's "50 Shades of Great."

- Really.
- Thank you, Madam President.

All in a day's work
that also took all night.

- How do I look?
- Oh, beautiful, beautiful.

- Good.
- Actually, let me take these glasses out.

- It looks like you have a penis.
- What?

Which you can totally pull off
if you had... if you had to.

- Got to go.
- Good luck, Madam President.

- Bye.
- Well done, guys.

I don't like to swear, guys,

but I think the S
is about to hit the F.

The shit is gonna hit the fuck?

No, F is for fan,
Mike, not fuck.

Why would shit hit fuck?
Shit doesn't hit fuck.

Well, I've read the speech.
So have my friends here.

Oh, sorry. Guys, this is the
military industrial complex.

Military industrial complex,

these are the president's
flying monkeys.

Is this about
the submarine jobs?

10 fucking points
to Elsa the ice queen.

Shall we recalibrate
our language, Roger?

It's Congressman Furlong
to you, gray Elvis.

And, yes, this is
about specifically

1,900 submarine jobs
in my district

that this announcement
will torpedo.

The N620s are for a threat
that doesn't exist.

We may as well have
an anti-unicorn strategy.

And they cost $50 billion.
50 billion.

And I'm gonna say dollars again.
Dollars.

You think the whole sub
is made in one place?

Because the fin,
or whatever the fuck,

it comes from one factory
in one state.

And then this little round fucking
window comes from another place.

All right? And the fuel rods are
from Cheesedick, Wisconsin.

We are going to lose votes
and seats everywhere.

So take the periscope
out of your asses

and look at the warhead of
shit that's coming at you.

Hey, Dobby the house
elf, we've had enough.

- Just get out.
- Okay.

You can wave bye-bye
to the Families First bill

because the lawmakers
in these districts

are going to Vulcan
death grip you to fuck.

Live long and fuck off.

Speech is already
in the teleprompter.

She's on her way down. I'm gonna
have a fucking heart attack.

Popped your cardiac
cherry, huh, Mike?

I'm gonna go talk
to the president.

- Hey, Mr. Speaker.
- Thrilled for you, ma'am.

Oh, see, you're being
sarcastic, Jim.

Absolutely thrilled, really.

- Oh, no, see, that's sarcasm.
- Couldn't be more thrilled.

- That is sarcasm.
- No, it's not.

- It is, I see it. Yeah, and... oh.
- Ma'am.

Hi, Ben.

What's with that Deputy
Dawg face you got going?

Well, there's a lot of districts that
won't support the submarine cuts.

So if you go ahead,
they're gonna kill...

They're gonna kill
my Families First, then?

That's the long and shit of it.

Okay. We're gonna have to find
the money somewhere else.

Okay? Just end high school
in ninth grade or something.

Just take the submarine cuts
out of the speech.

Okay.

- Change it. Hurry up.
- Yeah.

Mr. Speaker,

the President
of the United States.

She's onstage.

Okay, okay, one of us needs
to write some new text

and I really need to stop
shallow breathing.

POTUS has spoken.
We cut the cuts.

Okay, Sue, we need to go
to that section of the speech.

I don't think I can
edit that section

and still have Selina
see the top of the speech.

- Let me see what happens if I...
- That's what happens.

We're the first woman president.

Right? Well, I am.
You're not, Michael.

- Congratulations, ma'am.
- I'm looking at you,

but I'm shaking
somebody else's hand.

It's the strangest feeling.

Oh, it's you.
That is you, right?

It's him.

Hurry up! How come you type
with only two fingers?

- You're not a sloth.
- No, wait, she's got the hard copy, right?

I mean, that's her backup
chute right there.

Great, she reads that
while we edit this.

- Okay. Okay.
- I have her glasses.

- What?
- I've got her glasses.

You should not have those.

Why have you blinded
the president, Gary?

They were ruining
the line of her dress and...

- Mr. Walsh.
- No one hates me more than I hate myself.

You're wrong there. You run into the
chamber and you give her the glasses

and you keep running
until you hit the ocean.

Go, Gary. Chamber, now.

Too late, she's
already at the podium.

Well, I've killed her.
I've killed her, okay?

Thank you, Mr. Speaker...

- God, God, God.
- Mr. Vice President,

members of Congress,
my fellow Americans.

I'd like to begin today...

by saying a few words.

I'd like to ask
for some time to think

about President Hughes

and the former First Lady.

So let's... let's take
a moment to bow our heads

and remember their contribution
to this great nation.

They're not dead.

Ha ha ha! I've done it!
I rule so hard.

Don't stop. Give me the USB.

Oh, shit. I always get it wrong.

It's a 50-50 chance. I never
get the right side up.

God bless them.
What people, what people.

There are literally no words.

Come on, come on. Hurry up.

People want to know who I am

and I want to tell them so much.

It is up and the
eagle has noticed.

Whoo!

My entire career
just flashed before my eyes.

It was incredibly impressive.

That its government
was in safe hands.

No, that's...
that's the wrong phrase.

- Huh? What?
- Hmm?

I think I put the new stuff

in Mike11A1, not Mike11A1A.

But that could be
the other way around.

This version still has
placeholders in it

and the next section
just says "future whatever."

So today I don't just want
to talk about the present.

I want to talk about the future.

Whatever we have in store...

cannot be known.

But given time,
it... it can be understood.

The past was once the future.

The future is,
I should say, unknown.

It is in fact unknowable.

She's bebop speaking.

So I'm asking you
to meet me at the station

and join me as we board a train

bound for a place
called the future.

I detest jazz,
but this is impressive.

And we will be ready
for that future whatever.

I'm almost crying. I didn't know
I could still almost do that.

But now... but now it's time
to roll past the future

to move on and do so
very, very quickly.

When we think of what is to
come, we think of our children.

Ha ha, superb!
We're back on track.

And the rest
of the speech is okay?

- Yes. Absolutely.
- Okay, thank you.

Uh... uh, no.

And when we think
of our children...

I think this version still has

President Hughes'
old spending plan in it.

We will invest $60 billion

in the new N620 submarine fleet.

God damn it.

That's a further
$10 billion investment

in this vital
and modern defense system.

Well, she just announced
a dead guy's plan.

He's not fucking dead.

Do you think she noticed?

I think so, Mike.

What the
hell was I reading?

You were supposed to take
the submarine cuts out,

not spend an extra
10 billion on them.

Now, give... Gary?

- Mm-hmm?
- Glasses.

Yep.

I mean, this speech

was supposed to perfectly
define my presidency.

Okay, you want to fix these?

Whole cities of children

were going to be saved
from poverty.

Instead now, that money

is going to fund obsolete,

metal, giant dildos.

Do you have any idea what...

You need to
be far away from me.

Get out of my office.

Okay.

Ma'am, I know you need
to be alone right now.

It's just that these sign-offs...

I'm just... I'll just leave 'em.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Sorry, ma'am, you said
not to interrupt,

but we have a campaign meeting
scheduled for right now.

- I know, Amy.
- I'm descheduling as I exit.

Madam President,
I know you kicked me out,

but we just droned the wrong
guy's truck in Yemen.

- Thank you, Ben.
- Great.

Guess I'll write a report.

- Hey, ma'am, I got your...
- Get out!

Yeah.

Madam President.
Sorry to interrupt.

Just to let you know that
two of the hikers are dead.

Could you please leave?

Sorry, Madam President.

Wait. What hikers?

What hikers?!

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