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

But as any political journalist
could tell you

these days, the truth
iswhatever you wanna believe.

So here's my truth...

about how it all went down.

Hey.

Hey! Yeah, like, of course.

Yeah, I get into Iowa late tonight.

Yeah, well, I still have to pack.

What? I... I'm gonna make it.
I always make it.

But then a campaign
flew her Yorkie first class?

Did it have its own seat?
I gotta get...

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,
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 Bennett?

Sort of a... a metaphor
for her role as governor.

- No. I know.
- Sadie.

McCarthy.

Come see me.

Listen, I have to call you back.

No, it won't be long. Bye.

It's happening, Hunter.

Hey, what's up?

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

What? Are... Why?

No, I know, I know,
you wanted Caroline Bennett.

Yeah, she's the front-runner.

And I had 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.

Now 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. There...
- I'm... I'm kidding.

- Come on!
- I'm kidding.

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 many...

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, yes.
- 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 mean, 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.

This is a chance at the White House.

You said that the last time.

The road is my home.

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?

Could you imagine if I had forgotten
my best little friend?

Thank you, thank you.

All right, y'all.

First up is Iowa.

Let's do this.

Ready...
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(Foreign Language)

Okay. What am I forgetting?

Power heels?

- Check.
- Passion planner?

Thank you. Check.

Invisalign?

Check.

Fiancé?

Kimberlyn Anaya Kendrick.

Will you marry me?

I've been on the trail
for three decades.

I have two and a half 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?

Kimberlyn Kendrick checking in.

Hi, are you Lola? Hi!

Welcome back, Grace.

So nice to meet you. We're big fans.

Send it to me on signal.

Here you go.

That better be a Long Island.

Oh, my God. Grace!

Reunited and it feels so good

Aren't you 40,
and you're still singing?

- Hi, Sam. Two Yellowtails.
- Hello, Grace. Of course.

Oh, I guess. Why not?

So Bruce let you out of
the rubber room after your meltdown.

- Here you are.
- 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.

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
wanna 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?

Fuck him.

Who cares what that dinosaur
has to say anymore?

...doesn't matter
in selecting the nominee.

Christ. The right has arrived.

Oh, God.

That's sweet of you, 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...
- No. But...

...has been tattooed to your face.

- Oh, speaking of makeup.
- Two champagnes.

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, okay?

Don't engage. Don't engage.

I'll be right back.

Yo, hook me up with a Pabst.

Pabst's on the way.

- It's... it's Lola, right?
- Here you are.

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.

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 wanna defund the police

and finally stand up
to the gun lobby?

- She's our girl.
- You have my credit card

and my Prime 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?

It'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.

Yeah, 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 'em.

Shit.

Okay.

Excuse me.
I'm Kimberlyn Kendrick with Liberty.

No, thanks.

Excuse me. 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 in 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 Clucking
to 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 already have some calls out.

Look, I told you that
if you wanna 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?
- DC is hearing that Bennett

just poached a new press secretary.

- Go through him.
- Fine. Who is it?

Some guy named...

Shit.

Loafers? You 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?

- Don't fuck the flack.
- 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.

So, what are the odds

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

Run it on the front, Sunday edition.

Sadie.

If Iowa 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.
- Relationship...

See, I don't think I realized
we were in a full-on relationship.

You haven't changed one bit.

Yeah, well, we...
we could have talked about it

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

- You know, it was the Delta shuttle.
- Oh, so sorry.

And unlike you, I chose
not to spend the off-cycle sulking

and 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.

- I just need ten minutes.
- We have no further comment.

I liked you better
when you were a bag man.

Bet you did.

Kimberlyn.

- Hey.
- Hey. Well...

Trying to get work done, okay?

Theresa! Hi! Yeah. Hi. It's...

Oh, it's Sadie McCarthy
from the New York Sentinel.

Yep, yeah. Yeah, I get that.

But just... just tell Bennett

that the first interview
has to be with the Sentinel.

Long time. Yeah. Yeah.
Random question.

You and Bennett
played 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?

You're fucking...

Not exactly a friendly outlet.

Who is it? Nellie Carmichael?

Actually, it's gonna be
with Kimberlyn Kendrick.

Kimberlyn? Fuck.

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."

Saying yes to your...

If you keep saying yes to everyone

you will have nothing left
for yourself.

Good morning, Nellie.

Oh. No, honey, you sound awful.

Oh. I'm so sorry.

Is... is there anything
I can do to help?

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 wanna 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 farms.

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.

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.

Hi.

Hi.

Excuse me. I'm so sorry. Excuse me...

Congresswoman!
Do you really believe

that redistribution
will benefit the poor

when capitalism has lifted...

Oh, thank you. So nice to meet you.

Do you really believe that
redistribution will benefit the poor

- when capitalism has lifted...
- Hey.

...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 violent.

- Get out of here!
- You're the...

Stop, what are you doing?

Stop. Stop it! No. Stop, stop.
Get off!

No. Let me... stop it!

No, stop it!

Hey, hey! Ho, ho!
Far-right fake news has to go!

Hey, hey! Ho, ho!
Far-right fake news has 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!

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?

Motherfucking shit cunt.

Oh, my God. I'm being canceled?

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, Kimmie.

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 wanna 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?

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

- 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... 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.

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?

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, 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
her first interview with...

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.

- Yep, yep.
- 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 it?
It's not...

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? The...
- 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 'em talking to you.

Dale.

Hey.

Hi.

Hey, it's me.

I... 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 boss is giving me
a second chance.

And then this is it.

This moment, right now.
We're... here we are.

And I have to nail this interview
to prove I can do this.

Not just to my boss, but to... 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.
- George?

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

- Governor Bennett. Sadie McCarthy.
- Governor. Governor!

I'm so sorry, Governor.

I already... 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?

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 what...

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... 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 is in the lobby.

- Maybe you could get a sit-down?
- Yeah.

"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?

Shh. Don't interrupt.

"I want to pour my soul
into every story.

Wrestle with the facts
and come out..."

- I want to tell you what I...
- "...with my truth."

"I want to tell you what
I really think about the candidates

the state of our fragile democracy.

In doing so, I will reinvent.

- I will heal."
- I will heal.

"And maybe my readers
will heal with me."

You hate it.

- I didn't say that.
- Oh, it's too gonzo.

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

I'll... I'll do another pass.
I'll get it to you by...

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 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.

And 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.

Better hurry
if we're gonna make the bulldog.

Yeah!

Hey, blonde bitch!

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

a 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, Ashleigh.

Violence against women
isn't a partisan issue!

And 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...

God, 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?

Yeah, it's just politics.

Well, you don't look okay.

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

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... 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.

- Yeah.
- In DC.

So much alcohol.

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

I'm not great at...

relationships.

It wasn't you.

Well...

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.

Guess it's hard to see our own flaws.

Yeah, I know... I know.

Dale is writing the lede-all
for the front.

We still have time
to make late additions.

And my story?

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

Stay on the bus until she drops out.

God!

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.

You dropped the hints.
I should have picked up on them.

So, Chicago...

that was a really nice thing
you did for Annie.

But I... I noticed that your story
had a Chicago dateline.

Did you take Annie to college
to chase the source?

It was a really big scoop.
I'm allowed to multitask.

Mother of the Year.

- Sorry.
- No, 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.

Kimmie! O, ruiner of my career.
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's 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 asked 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, then I'll just do it on here.
Thanks so much.

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

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

- I'm 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.

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.

Yep.

That was weird.

I'm sorry.

Oh, 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 morethan just 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.

And 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.