All language subtitles for The Girls on the Bus s01e07 She Was Against It.eng

[First Aid Kit's
"On the Road Again"]

I became a reporter

because I wanted to see
the country.

- ? On the road again ?

? Just can't wait to get
on the road again ?

- I wanted to soak up
the local culture

and savor
the regional cuisine.

- ? And I can't wait to get
on the road again ?

- I wanted to meet
interesting,

salt-of-the-earth people

and talk to them
about our delicate

and beleaguered democracy.

? Seeing things
that I may never see again ?

I wanted to join the circus,

to live everywhere
and nowhere all at once.

? I can't wait to get
on the road again ?

But the thing about being
the type of person

who runs away

is that in the end,

that thing
you're running from,

it always ends up
catching up with you.

? Just can't wait
to get on the road again ?

? The life I love is making
music with my friends ?

? And I can't wait to get
on the road again ?

[typewriter dings]

[horn blaring]

And where are you now?

Uh, Wyoming.

Um, wait, Colorado.

Um, no, I'm sorry.

I might be in Montana.

We're rolling
into Super Tuesday,

and shit has been
a little crazy.

I've been in 26 cities

and 14 states in five days.

So wherever I am,
I will not be here very long,

so I don't really have time
for medical procedures

or waiting rooms or...

But you'll be in California
by Monday

to receive the pills?

Yes. Uh, wait.

Yes.

Well, it looks like
you qualify

for a medication abortion.

As you're under ten weeks,
you're within the window.

[exhales]

So how long will I be
out of commission?

Plan for about 24
to 48 hours of downtime.

You'll want to be
somewhere comfortable

with access
to a toilet, shower,

ibuprofen, and menstrual pads
for at least 24 hours.

Would a souped-up Greyhound
with shoddy Wi-Fi work?

Sadie, you've got a lot
going on right now.

You may want to give yourself
a mental break.

Felicity Walker is
tied in the polls,

and Super Tuesday is
right around the corner.

This is not exactly
the time for a nap, doctor.

[laughs]

But I hear you.

Our online pharmacy will
review the prescription

and reach out within 24 hours

to confirm
the delivery address.

If you have any questions,
I'm here.

I appreciate it.

Thank you so much, Dr. Collins.

Thank you.

[sighs]

Men don't take personal calls

in the middle of breaking
a huge story.

They also don't get pregnant.

Mm.

[SURFBORT's "Big Star"]

[upbeat punk music]

[phone chimes]

? When I feel lonely ?

? Remember all the times
I've got ?

What the fuck?

? ?

[knock at door]

Behind door number one,
a shit ton of information

on Novak's nonprofit.

501(c)(3) filings...
- Uh-

Balance sheets,
a top secret internal audit

conducted by Simpson Thacher
and Bartlett,

showing Felicity Walker's
deep ties to his charity.

Did you hack
Ronan Farrow's frontal lobe?

How did you get all of this?

Behind door number two,

everything I could dig up
on Novak's personal life.

Now, what do you have for me

on our recently unemployed
videographer, Missy Monroe?

Right.

[chuckling]
Wow, look at these.

A lot.

Here.
This is-oh, I just had it.

Oh, here it is.

Um...

mm-hmm.

I mean, I know
it doesn't look like much,

mainly because it isn't.

What the hell have you been
doing all this time?

We're never in one place
long enough

for me to do
any real reporting.

And if you must know,
I've been trying

to get a fucking abortion,
which has become

way more difficult
than it should be.

Thank you, voters of Wisconsin.

- Fuck.
- Indeed.

- Is it-
- Yeah.

Although I appreciate
you thinking

my sex life is
better than it is.

- And does he-
- Know? No.

- But you are-
- Totally fine.

You're sure?

I had more doubts
about the hot tub

at that motel in Appalachia.

My agony is not whether
I should do it, it's how.

But I finally talked
to my doctor,

and the pills are en route
to California,

so... we are good.

Good.

So is this a hug moment, or-

[laughing]
This-I'm sorry.

This is
a "let's get to work" moment.

Let's-
- Thank God.

But, you know,
whatever you need,

I'm here.

Thanks.

[phone ringing]

Hey, I was just about
to call you.

Hey, you busy?

I just need, like,
20 more minutes.

Well, I only need two.

You okay?

No, I'm not.

I miss you.

I miss you too.

It's just been crazy, you know?

Super Tuesday-

Then it'll be the convention

and then the general election.

We got married.

I know we got married.

Yeah, it doesn't feel
like it!

I scheduled us an appointment
with a couples therapist.

I talked to Gary
about our schedule,

and we found a window.

Tomorrow morning for a Zoom.

Are you saying that Gary knew
about our therapy

before I did?

Don't worry. Don't worry.
I didn't give him any details.

I talk to Gary
more than I talk to you,

which is why we need
couples therapy.

[solemn music]

I'll make it work.

[phone ringing]

Look, I gotta take this,
but I will see you tomorrow.

I promise.

Yeah.

I love you.

Love you too.

? ?

This is Kimberlyn.

Hey, Kimberlyn. It's-

I know who this is.

What do you have to spin me
on this fine day?

Actually, nothing.

I have a headache. Or a tumor.

Look, I just need five minutes
of your time.

- I'm listening.
- Not right now, okay?

We're wheels up in a few hours.

I'm in back-to-back radio hits
until 9:00 tonight,

unless the tumor
kills me first.

I'll text you after. Okay.

Okay.

Hmm.

It looks like Walker's going
all in to win California.

We're flying to San Francisco
for a GOTV rally.

I figured I'd peel off
and talk to Missy then.

Missy?

The videographer
Walker fired?

Do you even want this story?

I'm not even convinced
there is a story.

I mean, you have a burner phone
that hasn't rung

in, what, how many days?

Fuck the phone. I have Missy.

Yeah, well it's a phone
that led you to Missy.

So who said it,
and will they go on record?

I am working on it.

Jesus, Sadie.

You have to at least know
who's feeding you this stuff.

Am I approved or not?

Book the fucking flight.

Oh, and Sadie,

there are worse things
than getting scooped.

[scoffs] Yeah, I know.

[plucky music]

? ?

Maman, did you give her
the pacifier again?

She was crying.
She likes it.

Mom?

Lola!

[speaking Farsi]

What the fuck is this?

Hey, watch your mouth.

Did you guys think
I wouldn't find out?

You think I'm fucking stupid
or something?

Hey, no one thinks
you're stupid.

We just assumed you knew.
What's so wrong?

Please calm down, azizam.

What's going on?
Why is everyone shouting?

This is my life, not yours!

If I wanted to be
part of that article,

I would have agreed to it
when the writer asked me

to sit down with them
three months ago.

I said no!

You haven't called us back
in weeks,

and you barely text,
so how would we have known?

[speaking Farsi]
I'm working, Lily!

Do you know what that's like?
No.

[speaking Farsi]

For Dad, nepo baby.

[speaking Farsi]

If I knew
you would be so upset,

I would have never done
the interview.

All she said was that
you were brave and strong.

It's nothing that hasn't
been said 100 times.

A million years ago.

[somber music]

I don't want to be
a poster child

for death anymore.

Do you get that?

I've changed.

I've moved on from this.

And you guys need
to move the fuck on too.

[door slams]

I don't see
how this is gonna work.

It's a little awkward,

but I'm sure
we can push through it.

Kimberlyn,
maybe you want to go first.

Okay.

I mean, obviously, this isn't

the ideal way
to start a marriage.

Most couples would be
on their honeymoon right now,

and we're, you know...

- Apart.
- Yeah.

But also, it's not like
he didn't know

that this was how
it was gonna be.

I feel like he's mad at me
for doing my job.

Eric, is that true?
Are you mad?

Eric.

No. No, no.
I'm not mad. I just-

[sighs]

Shit.

Okay, so...

Last week,
I was out with the fellas.

You and I had a phone date,
and you didn't show,

not that that's an excuse.

An excuse for what?

What are you talking about?

We went to a bar, and...

Brianna was there.

- Brianna.
- Now before you freak out-

Oh, my God.
Did you fuck Brianna?

No!

Okay, let's just take a beat.

We kissed at the bar.

I was drunk.

It was stupid.

So that's what
this is all about?

We're paying this woman
$500 an hour,

and you're making me late
to the motorcade

so that you can tell me
you hooked up

with your
ex-fucking-girlfriend?

Well, I knew if I called you
and told you on the phone,

you'd just hang up on me.
I don't know how else to-

[soft rock music playing]

? ?

How does this work?

What are you gonna do
with this?

Well, right now, I'm just
here to listen to your story.

So I understand
that you received

a scholarship
from Blaine Novak's foundation

three years ago.

Is that how you met him?

Blaine was a guest speaker
at one of our events.

That's when
he first came up to me.

He said I had
a lot of great ideas.

He loved this app
I was working on.

He was really supportive
and charming.

Maybe I was flirting.
I don't know.

But we hung out
a few more times,

and he got this idea.

I said I'd be into it,

but I didn't really get
what "it" was.

And then it felt too late
to take it back.

But it only happened once

because it kind of
grossed me out, to be honest.

I'm sorry, Missy,
I know this might be difficult,

but I...

I need you to tell me
what "it" was.

Puppy play?

What the fuck is that?

[percussive music]

Anyone seen Sadie?

Nope.

Yeah, this is the third stop
this week

the paper-of-record has missed.
- Second.

She's not doing
much recording.

- Has Walker gone on yet?
- Not yet.

Where is Gary?

Here. I'm here. Hi.

Okay, hey,
has everybody forgotten

that we are the goddamn
frontrunner right now, okay?

So can you all just, you know,
get your shit together, please?

Yeah.

No.

You show up late tonight,
I go with someone else.

That said, I may be late.

Okay, let's look alive.

Late for what?
What's he giving you?

How should I know?

Gary, let's go.

? ?

He gets a leash slapped on
and calls it "puppy play"?

Blaine Novak's words,
not mine.

The saint of Silicon Valley
recruited girls for his kink

via his feminist charity?

The "New York Post" headlines
write themselves.

"Dogged by Scandal."

Well, now it's Missy's word
against his, so...

- "In the Doghouse."
- They will destroy her and us.

We will find more women.

I have no doubt he did.

Yeah.

Why aren't you
happier about this?

Christmas came early.
We have a story.

We have Blaine Novak's story.
Maybe.

But there's still no connection
to Walker,

no proof that she knew.

Look, your source told you
to follow her money.

You dig into donors.

The next thing we know,
Missy is fired.

The campaign brings on
a law firm

and Benji fucking Newman,

who hasn't spun me this hard

since Bill de Blasio dropped
a groundhog.

We have got the story.

I know.

And even if Walker
didn't know,

someone close to her did.

It's enough.

Maybe,
or maybe Missy got fired

'cause she's
a shitty videographer,

and this is all
one big fucking coincidence.

Fair.

Okay, this one's yours.

What does your gut say?

Just close your eyes.

Yeah.

Feel it.

Hear it.

We need more sources.

I need to find out
who sent me that fucking phone.

Oh, my God,
Kimberlyn Kendrick!

You're my favorite!

[camera shutter clicking]

Where do they love
Liberty Direct News more?

This bar or a Bass Pro Shop?

Tough call.

What do you got for me?

Mm.

No small talk?
- Not without a drink.

And I don't drink
until I'm off the clock, so...

Okay, we want to give you
Walker's first interview

after Super Tuesday.

The campaign must be
feeling pretty cocky

already targeting Republicans
and Independents

so early in the game.

You got your eyes
on the general.

[rock music playing]

? ?

[laughs]
Okay.

Work part over?
- That's all I got.

Basil Hayden on the rocks,
and keep 'em coming.

Just, like...
who actually says that?

I said it.

You know, the true crime
is mass incarceration.

The U.S. has
the highest prison population

with over 2 million people
incarcerated.

That obliterates
Black and brown communities.

We need to focus
on the root causes

like racism
and economic inequality.

That's how we fix our broken
criminal justice system.

Yes.

What about
defunding the police?

So that movement was
born out of protests

at a time when violent crime
was on the decline.

But now violent crime is
increasing in major cities,

which means we need to pivot.

We need to ensure...
- Pivot?

Both the safety
of our communities...

What the fuck?

And our hardworking
men and women in uniform.

That sounds like some
Blue Lives Matter bullshit.

[people whispering]

Lola, thank you for coming.

You see, it's that kind
of reductive

and divisive language
that got us here.

No.

It was Michael Brown
and Tamir Rice

and Eric Garner
and George Floyd

being murdered
that got us here.

Sorry, everyone.
Let's just give this a moment.

Are you fucking serious?

[crowd muttering]
Oh, my God.

You are just like
the rest of them,

talking out of both sides
of your mouth

but saying nothing
and doing nothing.

[camera shutters clicking]
You have everybody fooled.

Don't listen to her.
- All right, let's go.

Don't touch me.

Don't fucking touch me,
dickass!

[crowd exclaiming]
- Hey!

You know how
some people do this job

for, like, their whole lives?

How would they do that?

God, I have no idea.

It's just-
isn't it too hard?

- It is very fucking hard.
- It's so hard.

But you're great at it, so...

Oh, no, I am
a fucking beast at the job.

It's the personal life stuff
that I'm struggling with.

Oh, yeah.

You mean balance.

Yeah, that one's tough.

But what are you talking about?

You're ahead
of the game there too.

Didn't you just get married?

I did.

Thank you.

I did.

- Going that well, huh?
- [chuckles]

Do you have, like,

a girlfriend or something
back home?

- Me?
- Yeah.

No.

No, no, no, no, no.

You know, I'm all out
on this limb right now.

No time for distractions.

That sounds nice.

Just to be able to focus
on one thing.

I wish I could do that.

Hmm.

See, and here I thought
it'd be nice

to have someone to call
at the end of every shitty day.

I miss that.

Hey, but you know,

if things do not work out
with your husband,

there is always that guy.

[scoffs]

Oh, you know
the Secret Service guys'

campaign motto, right?

"Wheels up, rings off."

Oh, charming.
[laughs]

Thanks for the chat.
- Yeah, any time.

[upbeat dance music]

? Yeah ?

? I want this one, that one,
this one, that one ?

? More, want that one ?

[breathing heavily]

? Back it up ?

? ?

? Back it up ?

? ?

[record scratch]

Oh, God. Okay.

No.

[somber music]

[knocking at door]

What are you doing here?
I'm about to head out.

Okay, Maman's sorry.
We're all so sorry.

Can I come in, please?
I have to pee.

You came all the way here
to tell me you're sorry?

You flew all the way home
to attack us?

I flew here
with the campaign.

I go where they go.
And I did not attack you.

Okay, that's not the point.

If I thought this was
good for you, then I-

If you thought
what was good for me?

This job,
or whatever it is you're doing.

To be honest,
we don't have any idea

what you're doing anymore,
and we are worried about you.

Okay, like, you call Dad
asking for money.

Oh, my God,
I told him never mind.

You're screaming
at your family.

You're screaming at politicians
on social media.

You-you seem...

What? What do I seem?

Lost, Lola.

You seem really lost, and...
[sighs]

I know you hate to admit
when you don't know

what you're doing, but come on.

Obviously, you don't.

[scoffs]
Fuck you.

Okay, you're not supposed
to know what you're doing.

You're 24 years old.

You're still
figuring things out.

But if this isn't the path,

then maybe it's time
to come home.

Just be with the people
who love you.

I have people here
that love me.

And they get me better
than you ever did.

I'm seeing the country.

I'm helping America
pick the next president.

You're just fucking jealous!

You're all jealous.
It's really pathetic.

I booked you
an open plane ticket.

In case you change your mind.

[door clicks]

? ?

[line trilling]

- Yo.
- Yo.

I need a hookup
in San Francisco.

[phone rings]
- Go ahead.

Missy told me everything.

She agreed to go
on background, and-

and thanks to her tip,

I nailed the source
from the burner phone.

Declan Morales,

private investigator
who digs up dirt

for the world's most rich
and powerful men.

He called the tip line
and sent the burner phone.

Declan Morales.

Huh.

No shit.

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

Wait, you know him? How?

Well, I could tell you,
but then I'd have to kill you.

Introduce me!
I need to talk to him.

He assembled the dossier
on Walker.

Well, I'm kidding, sort of.

All right, in the cone,

Morales is ex-spy,
CIA, al-Qaeda expert...

Black Ops shit.

And he doesn't talk
to journalists.

Uh, he called me.

Someone must have paid him
a shit ton of money

to dig it up and then get me
the burner phone

to leak to "The Sentinel"
with no fingerprints.

All right,
I'm gonna talk to Declan,

but you need to slow down,
you know?

Publishing explosive,
unsubstantiated oppo,

it's a good way to get sued.

Just ask BuzzFeed.

Well, we're verifying it
seven different ways.

Talking to more women,
establishing a pattern.

Good.

You just need
to keep on pressing on.

You're in the boat.

Now you just need
to row out to sea.

You just reel in that marlin.

Nail down that Walker angle.

Hang on, does this mean
you think it's a story?

Could be the Rosetta
fucking stone of scandals...

if you can confirm it's true.

I gotta call the masthead.

[line beeping]
- [gasps]

We might need some
extra space on Monday's paper.

McCarthy is on to something.
- Sounds big.

Oh, it's not just big.

It's-I mean, this one,
this one has it all.

It's got sex
and power and money.

It even has puppies.
[laughs]

Who doesn't love puppies?

[energetic music]

And did he say
what he wanted?

Yes. No, I don't-

[line beeps]
Hello? Audrey?

Ah, and you agreed
to that point?

And is that when he told you
you'd never work in tech again?

Yeah, "The Sentinel."

Yes, I am a reporter.

[yelps]
No, I'm here.

And you worked
for Beam Webb as well?

And you'd agree
to go on background?

Shit! Shit!

I'm so sorry
that happened to you.

But if you come forward,
we can make sure

he doesn't do it
to anyone else.

- Hi, this is Sadie McCarthy...
- Hi, this is Grace Greene...

- From the "New York Sentinel."
- From the "Washington Union."

both: Thanks for picking up.

"Presidential frontrunner
Felicity Walker

"allegedly covered up
sexual harassment

by her largest donor,
billionaire Blaine Novak."

That's it. I'm calling Walt.

Wait, wait, wait.

I don't think we're ready.

Look, we have two women
on record,

three on background,
plus Missy.

That is six.

Can we just wait a beat?

Maybe reassess
after Super Tuesday?

We can't afford
to get this wrong.

One misspelled name, one typo,

and they will discredit
the entire story.

And by the time
you overcome your panic attack,

there won't be a story
because Sue Craig

or Maggie Haberman will have
scooped us.

I'd rather be right
than be first.

These are real women,
most of whom have

zero to do with Walker,
which brings me back

to my initial question-
is this even a Walker story,

or is this more of a #MeToo?

Enough!

You are running in circles,
trying to talk yourself

out of this
because you're scared.

I get it, it's fucking scary.

But it's time to put on
your big girl pants

and pull the trigger.

[sighs]

I know you've got
a lot of emotions involved

between Loafers and waiting
for your pills to show up.

This has nothing to do
with Loafers or the pills,

which haven't even shipped yet.

Fine.

You're still obsessed
with Walker,

and you don't want
to hurt her chances.

This has nothing to do
with Walker either.

This has to do with me.

I'm on thin ice,
and I'm out of second chances.

And I cannot tell Bruce
to publish

until I am absolutely certain.

Well, that is
your problem, Sadie.

I am sorry that you have
a tense relationship

with your father figure editor,
but I don't.

And waiting is a loser's game.

- What are you doing?
- I'm filing the fucking story.

You know, if you actually
gave a shit about those women,

you'd wait.

But all you care about
is your scoop.

Super Tuesday is in two days.

If we don't publish tomorrow,
it won't have an impact.

You mean
it wouldn't take down

another female candidate,

which is kind of
your favorite pastime.

[tense music]

Do what you want.

I'm calling my desk.

Yeah, Walt. It's big.

I think Walker knowingly
protected an abuser.

[breathing heavily]

Hey! There you are.

I've been looking
all over for you.

We gotta pack.
- I can pack later.

We don't leave for Houston
until tomorrow.

Well, everybody else
leaves tomorrow.

You leave tonight-
for New York, baby!

They want you to be
a Liberty Belle.

Come on!

Are you still mad at me
or something?

I thought we made up.

No, I'm not
still mad at you, Gary.

I'm sorry.

[breathing heavily]

Do you not want to be
a Liberty Belle?

[somber music]

? ?

Whoa.

I know.

? ?

You're really sweaty.

[both laugh]

[phone ringing]

Hmm.

Well, look who finally decided
to call her mother back.

What the hell
is wrong with you?

You cut off my credit cards?

Those are my cards, Annie.

I was just generous enough
to let you use them.

[scoffs]

[scoffs] Oh.

[line trills]

You've reached
Charles Greene.

Please leave a message.

Hi, Charlie, it's me.

I just talked to Annie,
if you can call it that.

But she's alive.

Hopefully you are too.

So please call me, all right?

We need to talk.

Hey.

Whoa! Jesus Christ.

What happened to you?

[laughs] I'm fine.

Leave me alone.

Lola.

Hey, look at me.

? ?

Yeah, okay.

I got you.

Come on.

[phone dings]

Mm! Finally!

Hallelujah.

Please say the pills are here.

"Label created"?

Bitch, don't tell me
it's shipped

until it's actually moving.

Come on!

Ugh!

Here's a truth.

I wasn't always proud
of what I learned,

but I never doubted
it was worth knowing.

That's not what I'm doubting.

- Hmm.
- I'm doubting myself.

There's too many voices
in my head right now.

Between Bruce and Grace
and, well, you...

Mm.

I'm afraid
I'm gonna miss something.

I don't want to get this wrong.

Trust your instincts.

Block out the noise.

It is your name on that byline.

Hmm.

? Kiss again
between the bars ?

? Get me out of here ?

[Tess Parks'
"Happy Birthday Forever"]

? Get me out of here ?

It's missing
some connective tissue.

Then go find it.

? Don't say a word ?

? You oughta shake
your world ?

? ?

Here, take this.

You want to talk about it?

Talk about what?

Whatever seems to be
eating away at you

from the inside out.

Is it about that article?

What can I say?

You're in my algorithm.

It's crazy.

I used to spend so much time
talking to reporters.

I thought I could help.

You did help a lot of people

talking about it,
telling your story.

I didn't tell my story.

Not all of it.

Not the worst part.

Tell me.

The night that it happened,

I wasn't in the theater.

I was coming out
of the bathroom

when I saw the guy.

And I should have-

I should have yelled or-

or done something, anything.

I should have done anything,
but I froze.

And then when I saw him
go into the theater, I-

I ran back in
and I hid in a stall.

[crying]
And I could hear gunshots.

And I could hear
people screaming.

I'm here.

You're here.

I remember reporters were
calling my cell phone

and coming
to my family's house, and...

I don't even know
what I said to them,

but I just remember
that they kept asking me

what it was like in there,
but I wasn't.

I wasn't in there.

My friends were.

My best friend, he-

[somber music]

? ?

I'm so sorry.

I tried to talk about him.

I tried to talk about-
about all of them.

But they just kept
asking about me.

Nobody was-
nobody was listening, you know?

So eventually, I stopped.

And I decided that I would
find another way

to make a difference,
but this...

[sighs]

I'm fucking this up too.

You called it on day one.

I don't know
what the fuck I'm doing.

I'm a total fraud.

You know, you, Lola Rahaii,

might just be the most
authentic person I've ever met.

And for the record,

holding the Freshman's feet
to the fire

when she flip-flops
like you did,

that is the definition
of journalism.

? ?

Fear only serves
to devalue me.

Fear only serves
to devalue me.

For the next few minutes,

think about
where you want to be

in one year, five, ten.

If you've already
completed this exercise,

now is a good time
to revisit those goals.

Have they changed?

Goals can evolve, like people.

[soft music]

? ?

So Walker was doing
Blaine Novak's bidding?

Holy shit.
With how much earmarked?

I owe you one.

Dinner on me at BLT
next time I'm on the Hill.

I promise.

Thank you, thank you, thank
you, thank you, thank you.

[knock at door]

I was wrong.

You were right.

Walt wants to give
the story to Theo.

He thinks it's a #MeToo story.
- Fuck Theo.

All he does is bask
in the limelight

while everyone else
does the reporting.

And he'll do it again here,

unless we come up with
a stronger Walker connection.

Well, remember that jobs
and infrastructure bill

that Walker co-signed on
last year?

Guess who was
the biggest contractor.

Not Beam Webb.

$21 billion, and a billion

earmarked
to Novak's holding company

to build
some bullshit wind farm.

It took every favor in my book,

but a source on appropriations
came through.

We can attribute
to a person familiar?

Sounds like a quid pro quo.

Who's going to Benji?

[plucky music]

Rochambeau?

? ?

[groans] Best two out of three?

What are you doing here?

Tomorrow is Super Tuesday.
Right? Shouldn't you-

They wanted me in the studio
for a tech run.

I'm gonna be a Liberty Belle.

Kimmie, I'm so sorry.

I can't say it enough-
- Let me just-let me-

I know you are.

Remember when we were young,
when we first got together,

and the world was our oyster?

Anything seemed possible.

I wanted it all.

We wanted it all.

All those dreams
we talked about over hot wings

and ginger beer.

[somber music]

It doesn't feel
like I thought it would

now that it's all real.

Maybe that's for the best,
because I don't even know

if it's what I want anymore.

? ?

Eric, I love you.

But the work keeps
coming first.

I'm choosing that, and I didn't
see it at first, but I am.

And it's not fair to you.

So wait, wait,
what are you saying?

I need to be able to focus
on just one thing right now.

And it has to be that.

For how long?

I don't know.

? ?

Have you lost
your fucking mind?

Is that your comment?

You spring this on me
the day before Super Tuesday?

Not even Liberty Direct News

would bring me
this fucking trash.

We have multiple sources.

And we have
no fucking comment.

Fuck you, Sadie McCarthy,

and fuck "The Sentinel."

Wow.

Hey, you ready yet?
- Oh, just five more minutes.

I want to make sure it reads.

"Multiple women who benefited
from Blaine Novak's charity

spoke of being forced
into humiliating sexual acts."

"The allegations
directly undermine

"Walker's central campaign
message of uplifting women,

casting a cloud
over her candidacy."

[phone ringing]

So?

Well, it's all cleared
by legal.

Copy desk has it.

We're gonna get it up
on the web tonight,

then four columns,
page one tomorrow.

[sighs]

That's-cool.

I know
how you must be feeling,

but you busted this wide open.

You're a polar bear.

I'm a what?

You look sweet and cuddly,

but really,
you're a fucking killer.

Thank you.
[both laugh]

Uh, I'm actually late
for the bus.

Walker's scheduled
a last-minute rally in Houston.

Well, go get 'em, killer.

And brace for impact.

[uplifting music]

? ?

Hi, I'm actually waiting
for a package.

My name's Sadie McCarthy.

I haven't gotten
my delivery notification yet,

but the window said
between 10:00 and 12:00,

so I'd thought I'd-
- Let me check.

Thank you so much.

The motorcade is leaving.

Hey, look, I know
you probably hate me right now,

but could you just wait?

Why would I hate you,
you know?

It's not like
you lied to my face

and then shat on any
future career prospects

I could possibly have.

Oh, wait, you did.

Can we talk about it, please?

There's actually
a lot of things

that we need to talk about.

It doesn't look like
it's arrived yet.

Wait, seriously?

Are you-are you sure?

- Okay, good. Good chat.
- Can you please-

You know what?
We're done talking.

I have nothing left
to say to you,

except the bus is leaving
with or without you.

No, no.
You can't leave, please.

I am waiting for a package,

and it's
a very important package.

Oh, my God,
for fuck's sake, Sadie,

when are you gonna figure out
that the world,

it doesn't revolve around you?

No, that's not
what I'm trying to do.

I'm-Malcolm!

[Joy Oladokun's
"Breathe Again"]

? The devil's
in the basement in my home ?

Shit.

? A flight of stairs
is way too close ?

? He comes for me
when I'm alone ?

? ?

I am pregnant.

? ?

? Am I looking ?

? For revival? ?

? Am I dressed
in others' sin? ?

? ?

? Hold my breath
until I'm honest ?

? Will I ever breathe again? ?

? ?

? When the world's so heavy,
I can't stand ?

? I close my eyes
and start again ?

? Though my heart
is in my hands ?

? I won't break,
give me faith to bend ?

? ?

? Am I looking ?

? For revival? ?

? Am I dressed
in others' sin? ?

? ?

? Hold my breath
until I'm honest ?

? Will I ever breathe again? ?

? Again ?

? ?

? Will I ever breathe again? ?

Brett, move your head.

Bye.

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