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Good evening.

On December 16, we lost
our dear friend and colleague,

John Spencer.

Through our shock and grief,

we can think of no more fitting
memorial to this wonderful man,

this extraordinary actor,

than to share with
you, beginning tonight,

the last few months of his
work here on The West Wing.

Johnny, it seems
we hardly knew you.

We love you and we miss you.

Previously on The West Wing...

You're looking at the
next vice president.

For the next front runner

for the Republican
nomination for president.

Do you own a tux?

Excuse me?

I mean, I was just
going to go stag, but...

if you're not busy later.

There's been an
incident in Kazakhstan.

The protests at Alma Ata

turned violent and
Tarimov sent in riot police.

Any casualties?

Could be up to 200,

many of them ethnic Chinese.

What's this?

That's Leo's approval
rating on his own.

Don't worry about it.

It's not like he's a
drag on the ticket.

I'm just saying,

I been at this for a while,

I don't need the baby-sitting.

Just because you've
trained a Preakness jockey

doesn't mean you
know how to sit a horse.

So how are you?

Indicted. You?

Health care in this
country's a mess.

Wait.

It's "health care is broken."

I think "mess" is better.

I know broken's what
we have a line for,

but we should work
the word "mess" in.

Let's start again.

Health care's a mess,
the system is broken.

"Broke?"

"Broken" is what they agreed on.

I'm sorry.

No. No, no.

Sorry.

What'd you say,
"broke" or "broken"?

"Broken"... it sets
up the bite better.

Health care in this
country is broken,

and the Republican
Congress's attitude is...

"Seems to be"?

"Is." "Is" is stronger.

The Republican Congress...

"Congressional Republicans"?

The Republican
Congress's attitude is

if it ain't broke, don't fix...

Ah!

"It is broke."

I can't believe...

I screwed it up.

Idiot.

I screwed the line up.

Leo, it's all right.

The Republican Congress's
attitude seems to be...

"Is."

The Republican
Congress's attitude is,

if it is broke, don't fix it.

No, wait.

No, that's it.

That didn't sound right.

That's the line.

Yeah?

That was it.

Really?

Hallelujah.

Anybody got a cigarette?

We just started.

I know.

But I'd like to smoke it, then
have someone shoot me.

I'm sorry.

No, it's fine, that's
what this is for.

Keep going.

Governor Sullivan,
your response?

Mr. McGarry keeps falling back

on the same trick.

When it's something good

that's happened in
the past eight years,

he touts his service in
the Bartlet White House.

When it's something
he disapproves of,

he lays the blame on
the Republican Congress.

Now, I submit that if the
health care system is broken,

it happened on his watch.

If your repairman
can't fix something

after eight years of trying,

I think the American
people realize

it's time to try someone else.

Mr. McGarry?

Mr. McGarry?

I need, um...

Boy, that's a good answer.

I'm going to need, um...

This broke thing,
it's a trap, isn't it?

I'm just leading with...

I'm leading with my chin here.

These canned...

These pre-canned...

Can we take a break?

Yeah, Josh...

about the V.P. debate Sunday.

We may have a problem.

He understands this
is his last trip home

until the election, right?

No idea, does he?

Let me put it another way.

Tell him this is his last
trip home until the election.

You didn't tell him?

Not in so many words.

In any words?

Tell me what?

Josh said this is
your last trip home

until the election.

Donna!

What?

Some deftness.

Little finesse.

I know.

He knows.

That's not the point.

Tell Josh to chill.

Josh, chill.

Did you just tell me to chill?

It would appear so.

Is it somehow not
clear that I'm your boss?

Congressman's recommendation.

Oh.

With which I heartily concur.

Yeah. I-I don't think
you tell me to chill.

I wanted to scream it
everyday for eight years.

Whatever inhibition
prevented you,

summon it.

It's here!

I got to go.

How does Lou look?

Like she always does.

Be kind of butch on me,
but Lou makes it work.

Does she look happy?

Worried?

"Stricken" might be the word.

Hyperbole, right?

Your well-known predilection

for panic and exaggeration?

Well, I don't have
a predilection

for panic and exaggeration.

For the purposes of this moment,

let's stipulate that you do.

Is it really that bad?

No.

It's worse.

Why won't you and
Congressman Santos

commit to a pledge
not to raise taxes?

Because it's a lie.

Is my opponent calling

Senator Vinick and myself liars?

The American people want

the services
government provides.

They cost money and
have to be paid for.

We're running
unacceptable deficits as it is.

He gets better, yes?

This is the high-water mark.

Switch it off.

It's irresponsible
to tell voters

they can get
something for nothing...

What?

Sullivan's a killer,

the kid did what he had to do.

The rest of it's...
really that bad?

Watch it.

Can you fix it?

Have to,

the debate's in two days.

Anybody breathes

a word of this to the outside,

I will devise a punishment that
would make Torquemada blanch.

Why not leak it?

Play the expectations game.

That doesn't work when
you lower expectations

and your guy meets them.

Yeah?

Yeah.

It's, uh, Leo, line two.

Hey.

Hey.

So?

I never got to see it.

The machine ate the tape.

You didn't see any of it?

No, the-the damn
thing just fried.

Smoke and everything.

I was worried it was going
to set off the sprinklers.

That the only copy?

I'd love to review it.

Yes, it's the only copy.

That's too bad.

So, what was the report?

Uh... it was good.

You know, some bumps...

in spots...

things to work on.

That's was debate prep is for.

We'll fine-tune tomorrow.

Yeah.

Get some rest.

We need you to look

pretty for 20
million TV viewers.

That's what we're counting
on, campaign's doomed.

See you tomorrow.

We should let them set
up. We want pictures.

The candidate's return.

Reconnecting to his
loving, photogenic family.

'Cause God forbid any
normal human behavior

should go unpoliticized.

Vinick's kids are
approaching menopause.

We want to get some
heartwarming footage

of your adorable young children

hugging their
hale and vital dad.

"Vital."

A subliminal reminder
that actuarially,

you're far less likely to
keel over in the Rose Garden

than your esteemed opponent.

We're set.

Out on the lawn?

Makes a prettier picture.

Hey!

Hey, how you doing!

How you doing, Buddy? Good.

What's happening?

How are you? Take it easy,

he's not feeling well.

Oh, really? What's wrong, Buddy?

Got a cold. Ooh.

Oh, thank you for that
gift. Oh, sweetheart!

Hey, sweetie!

Welcome home, Daddy. Oh...

Thank you, Angel,
it's good to be home.

My throat's scratchy.

Okay...

Hey. How are you?

Had a little touch of Ebola,

but I think I'm
over the worst of it.

Hi, guys!

How's it going?

They're looking
over their shoulder.

And we've got
movement in Illinois,

solidifying nicely
in New Jersey...

trending well in Florida.

Mention Illinois.

Thing is definitely
tightening up.

Yeah, well, fortunately
there's nothing less impactful

than the V.P. debate.

I shouldn't hurt us too bad.

Okay, Bob, talk to you soon.

When I was in business,
all we talked was politics.

Now that I'm running for
office, all I talk is money.

Shake some loose?

We'll see.

So?

How'd I do?

The mock debate?

Well, I don't think
I have the standing

to critique the substance.

An artful dodge.

Uncharacteristic.

Your usual conversational mode

tending more toward
blunt instrument.

On style, then.

Uh!

That was horrible.

Hey, there's the cudgel.

But, we can relax your posture,

relocate the voice,

corral that fidgeting,

and knock some years off.

Not again with the Botox.

Hair and makeup
room... Man's best friend.

Plan to spend some time there!

It's a hair and makeup room,

it's not a time machine.

None of this is your problem.

You're going to tell me what is.

Your smirk.

My what?

Yeah. You're doing it now.

No, I'm not.

It's your default
expression, Leo.

What are you talking...

That's a scowl.

I am scowling,

which is, in itself,
probably not great.

That's the way my mouth forms.

From decades of smirking.

In the right context,

extremely effective...

Commanding, reassuring,
even devastatingly sexy.

Sexy? In the right context.

In a debate,

under the best of circumstances,

it reads as smug
and condescending.

In the context where

you're getting waxed
by your opponent,

it comes off as...

clueless, defensive,

and not a little pathetic.

You seem to have
graduated from cudgel

to bludgeon.

But we're going to fix it.

Are we?

Mm.

Now you're scowling again.

Wonder why. Mr. McGarry...

can you explain
why, after eight years

of the Bartlet presidency,
health care costs have exploded?

Three little words: the
Republican Congress.

Now, that calls
for a little smirk

as underlining, punctuation...

It depends. Want to come
off as wise or wise-ass?

I wasn't done.

Finish.

Give the Santos-McGarry
Administration a...

No, the whole thing.

Why has the cost of
health care exploded

under Bartlet? Go.

Three little words: the
Republican Congress.

Give the Santos-
McGarry Administration

a Democratic
congressional majority,

we'll bring health care
costs under control

our first year in office.

You're doing it again.

I am not!

Leo... what's this?

Want to lose those,
clear to the knuckle?

I want to see this, not this.

What my life has come to.

And it wouldn't kill you
to throw in a few specifics.

Thought you didn't do content.

Ah-ah-ah.

Hey, you looking for me?

If you've got a minute,

can you brief me on this
Kazakhstan situation?

The press is starting to
ask me more questions

than I have answers.

Sure. What do you want to know?

Has a deal been struck
to keep Chinese troops

on their side of the
border? That's classified.

So if there was a deal,
the details would be...

Also classified, if
there were details.

If there was a deal,
which is... Classified.

As you said.

Have elections been
rescheduled? In Kazakhstan?

That's our subject.

Also classified, though,

for the life of me,
can't imagine why.

You're enjoying this,
aren't you? Not really, no.

Have the parties agreed to
U.N. monitors in this election

that may or may
not be rescheduled?

Classified.

You're just playing with me now.

Honestly, I'm not.

Is the subject of
monitors being discussed?

It's in the papers it is.

They didn't hear it from us.

So it's being considered?

Debated? Negotiated?

Anywhere?

By anyone? I'm so sorry.

Makes you feel powerful.

"I am woman; hear me withhold."

It's not like that. A little.

At moments. This moment?

A bit.

It's disturbingly compelling.

What's that say about
you? Nothing good.

Oh, I want to thank you

for all the illuminating help.

Any time.

Nice to be home, honey.

A little semblance of normalcy.

Normalcy ain't
what it used to be.

Yeah, well, I'm
sorry about all this.

Small price to pay
to have you home.

So those Secret Service
guys, they're okay?

They stay outside?

It's fine.

And all the neighbors,
they're all right

with the guys with dark glasses
posted around the house?

Are you kidding?

They now live on the
safest block in America.

Sir, did you want
to go somewhere?

I was just going
to get the mail.

Of course, sir... We'll
just need a few minutes

to shut down the street.

To walk to the mail box?

Anytime you go
into the front yard.

Do we really need
to get into all that?

I'm afraid so, sir.

Uh, it's okay, it's...

Never mind!

We'll get someone to
retrieve the mail for you.

Fine.

Then it'll need to be screened.

Do whatever you have to do.

What's that noise?

Those are our vehicles.

We keep their engines running.

The neighbors must love that.

Yes, sir.

"McGarry Debate Debacle?"

Where did he get this?

Who knows how these
bloggers get their information.

Well, considering it
has all the gory details,

I'd have to say it
was from one of us.

Don't say "us" when
you mean "you."

I didn't leak
anything. Me, neither.

I'm this far from ordering

polygraph tests.

Nobody mention this to Leo.

His confidence
is shaky as it is.

Hey.

You see this?

I heard...

something about it, yeah.

Let's get started.

We evidently have
some work to do.

Well, for the record, we
discount this blog report

as the transparent ploy it so
obviously is... old as politics.

We fully expect Leo
McGarry to be a fierce

and formidable debate opponent.

Off the record?

I think you can sum
up the mood here

at Vinick-Sullivan
headquarters as "yippee."

Yeah. Thanks, Harv.

Everyone's got it.

God bless the Internet.

It giveth and it taketh away.

It's giving with both
hands on this baby.

Let's not be overconfident.

You know, the best
thing about being warned

about overconfidence
is it means you got

a hell of a reason to feel
pretty damn confident.

I'm not going to
be lulled by this.

McGarry is verbal and tough.

It's one thing to argue
behind the scenes.

It's a whole other ball game

doing it in a debate setting.

Concerned about
presentation, tone...

Clarity. Concision.

It's hard enough for
veteran politicians,

let alone a neophyte
like McGarry.

Leo's no neophyte.

At being a candidate, he is.

You can go balls to the
wall all you like in private

with the President... try
doing that in public, on TV.

Scares the horses.

We go in just as hard, just
as strong, just as focused.

You'll wipe the floor with him.

That was my plan, regardless.

If he's really that
bad, you might want

to dial it back a notch.
You don't want me to look

like a bully? Trick is
to beat his brains in

without making people
feel sorry for the guy.

Well, let's get to work.

So what speech am I giving?

Plus the fund-raising appeal?

Mm. Modified stump.

Modified.

Shorter. Less filling,

tastes great. Hopefully.

It's Houston... These
people know you.

Oh, they're sick
of hearing me talk.

Conceivably.

Thank you for your support.

De nada.

Anybody speak Spanish here?

You want to spend less
time telling your friends

what they already know

and more time
looking them in the eye

and... asking them for cash.

There's a squirm
factor we're counting on.

I could just hold them
upside down by the ankles,

give them a good
shake. You may be after

more than what they've
got in their pockets.

Hey, this is Houston.

You never know.

It's all about the dinero.

That's money, right?

Uh, hey.

Remember, we're
trying to build confidence,

so hold back a little.

This is only
useful if it's real.

Don't hold back.

Ready?

Where's the camera?

Uh, no taping... the only people

who need to see
it are right here.

No, for my own edification.

Review? Don't need you

- too self-conscious.
- No split focus.

We want you to concentrate
on your performance,

not whether your
forehead is shining.

For the record, your forehead

is gorgeous, actually
making me hot.

Let's get started.

Uh, Mr. McGarry,

the United States
refuses to recognize

the U.N. International
Criminal Court's jurisdiction

as it applies to
itself, yet implicitly

seems to expect
the rest of the world

to submit to that
body's legal authority.

Isn't this arrogant
and hypocritical?

Yes.

Congressional withholding
of recognition of the I.C.C.

has been one of the
factors contributing

to growing
international resentment

toward the United States.

And I know the argument
on the other side.

Because the U.S.
regularly takes a leading role

in military
interventions overseas,

it leaves itself
especially vulnerable

to potentially illegitimate
legal claims, motivated solely

by ideological

or political animus
with no countervailing

checks or balances.

But... to get back
to our position,

the I.C.C. requires
the participation,

to have true legitimacy,

of the world's
remaining superpowers,

sole remaining...

Time.

Lou?

Okay.

That was good.

You spent, perhaps,
a little more time

laying out the other side's
position, rather than your own.

I felt that. Yeah?

Good.

And the language
was a bit dense.

Dense?

Help me out here.

Dense is good.

Could be more
plainspoken. That's it.

Plainspoken, exactly.

Plainspoken.

Yes, Steve.

Do you have an update on
the situation in Kazakhstan?

Things seem to be
in a holding pattern.

"Seem to be"?

I have no information
to the contrary.

Has a deal been reached

to keep the Chinese and
Russian troops from crossing

their respective borders? Not
that I'm aware of at this time.

Is one currently
being negotiated?

Couldn't say.

But you could say? I'm sorry,

I should have said I
have no knowledge

of whether an agreement
is being discussed or not.

Are you just obfuscating here?

Luckily for all of you,
if perhaps not so much

for the Administration,
should it ever come to that,

I couldn't possibly pull
it off this convincingly.

If it turns out

we're on the brink
of World War III,

this won't seem
quite so amusing.

In that horrible event,
one might assume

we'd all have more
pressing concerns.

Mark.

There you are.

We finally finished revising
those stimulus numbers

based upon that
latest C.B.O. package.

That what you guys
have been doing?

Every time I walked by there,
all I heard was people laughing.

Well, we enjoy each
other's company.

Yeah, evidently.

There a problem?

It's just that when you
said you were coming home

to spend time with the kids, I
just got the idea that perhaps

you were going to
spend time with the kids.

I played with them this morning.

Practically handling
them with tongs.

I didn't want to
get in their faces.

They're sick. They
have head colds.

It's unlikely you'll start
bleeding from the eyes.

I'm in the middle of a
presidential campaign.

That's where you've been nights.

I know it's been rough.

Kids being issued panic buttons

and the house transformed
into an armed camp?

Bit of an exaggeration.

The windows in here
look any different?

No, not really.

Yeah.

It's amazing the natural
look they can achieve now

with bulletproof glass.

Labor Day, the barbecue?

I had to provide
the Secret Service

with everybody's names, social
security numbers, birth dates.

To come by and have a hot
dog, everyone had to be issued

ID pins.

My mother walking around tagged

like she was some
threatening wacko.

If you're considering
this an opportunity

to crack a mother-in-law joke,

you are seriously misjudging

the mood of your audience.

I had a real good one, too.

Yeah, what?

Too late.

I'm sorry.

Tomorrow will be better.

Hey, think about the
neat place we get to live in

once we win this thing.

My throat's really hurting.

Oh, sweetie.

Come here,
honey. I'll handle it.

What's wrong, angel?

I want Mommy. Okay.

I'm here, baby.

Yeah, you're a little warm.

Let's go take your
temperature, okay?

Okay. Okay, honey.

Come here.

Mr. McGarry, given
the vice president's role

as one who could be called
upon to assume the presidency,

what's your response to voters

concerned about
your medical history?

I say the House Speaker
shouldn't skip any checkups.

He can't be flippant about this.

I thought it was funny.

Defusing. Sullivan
will jump all over it.

Do an aria about

the awesome, sacred
responsibility of succession.

And he'll look like an idiot.

And Leo will sound
like he could care less.

How can we help him
if we can't even agree?

He never figured
out we were taping?

Nope. Nice job.

Lipstick cameras.

You use these at home
for your personal pleasure?

Wouldn't you like to know.

Not really, no.

Should we cancel?

The debate?

It's the right question.

It'd just nakedly be
saying we were worried

about him looking bad.

Better than moving forward

and him, in fact, looking bad.

We don't cancel,
we keep working,

do another practice
session tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the debate.

Is it? Really?

Gee, slipped my mind.

Okay, guys, thank
you. You can go.

He'll be fine.

Acceptable.

I'll take anything
over train wreck.

Yeah.

Hey.

Congressman, how'd the event go?

Asking people
who've already given

money to give more money?

You got to be shameless.

It's shameful how
shameless you get.

What are you up to?

Cramming.

I know the feeling.

Karmic retribution

for every candidate I ever
glibly told, "Just work harder."

You saw the blog report.

Don't let that worry you, Leo.

Every time you and I argue
policy, you kick my ass.

Hardly.

Piece of advice?

Please.

Don't let all those
advisors mess you up.

All of that
well-intentioned counsel

can get you so self-conscious,

you can't remember
your shoe size.

Trust your instincts.

You have a practice
session tomorrow?

Yeah.

Blow it off. Go to the movies.

Get everybody out of your head.

How's the homecoming?

Great.

A little reentry problem?

A little bit.

She right there?

Home with the kids.

Miranda's got a fever.

You two will be all right.

My best advice... Don't
get on a plane angry.

Says the divorced guy.

That make the
advice better or worse?

No idea.

Get some rest, huh?

Thanks for calling.

Good luck.

What are you doing
here on a Sunday?

No life. You? Wait.

Let me guess. You can't tell me.

You're getting good at this.

Coffee? Uh-uh.

You know it occurs to me,

if you ever used...

And the fact that
you haven't earns you

major cliché-avoidance
points... The old

"I could tell you, but then
I'd have to kill you" trope,

that, given your background,
you probably actually could.

With my bare hands.

Again, alarmingly alluring.

You do have issues to work on.

Which I tend to find

compelling to my
continual misery.

Really?

Dismayingly so.

Anyway,

I just came by to say
that I thought, given all,

you acquitted yourself
well at yesterday's briefing.

Apocalypse Maybe. Nimbly done.

Don't change the subject. From?

The end of the
world as we know it.

I can assure you,

Armageddon... Not
necessarily imminent.

May I communicate same
to the White House press?

I can't think why not.

You have the thanks

of a grateful
Communications Director.

Though the prospect of the
world ending did have one upside.

Figured it gave
license to ask whether

you might want to
have dinner with me

before we and the
planet went up in cinders.

Oh.

Well, that is an
opportunity lost.

Though, I said it
wasn't imminent,

not that it was out of
the range of possibility.

So, then...?

How's tonight?

It's all over the press

that Leo had another
bad debate practice.

Somebody's leaking.

You can't seriously
think it's one of us.

You told a friend.

They told a friend, the friend
told The Washington Post.

I haven't spoken to a
friend in two months.

I don't think I have
any friends left.

All my friends

are in this room. Okay,
you win most pathetic.

Am I interrupting?

Hey. No, no. Not at all.

I'm canceling
today's debate prep.

I'm not sure that's
the best plan.

Too many voices.

Need to clear my
head a little bit.

We could just
make it Josh and me.

Or just Lou, or-or me.

Think I'll do better on my own.

Short session?

Don't want to leave
it in the locker room.

Right.

See you all tonight.

Okay. ANNABETH:
See you in a bit.

Bye.

Okay, forget what I was saying.

I want you to get out there
and lower expectations now.

Beyond what's already out there?

Lower than low. Go for low.

Hades low.

Spinning iron core
of the planet low.

Low.

Yeah, between the,
uh, security sweep,

the metal detectors, and
the, uh, perimeter detail,

that was about the safest mass
performed in America today.

What's so funny?

Yeah, what's so funny?

Uh, kind of everything.

Did Teddy's father
get his gun back?

I don't know, Pete.

You're gonna have to ask him.

What?

All right, kids, get changed.

Sorry. You guys had
them all day yesterday.

It's the Sabbath... day of rest.

There's something both of
you are gonna want to see.

What is it?

Uh, photos hit the papers
you're not gonna like.

I've probably looked worse.

It's not of you.

Think they planted it?

Distract from the
debate tonight?

Only a man would ask that.

Beg your pardon.

Sorry, you're right.

Only you.

It's all over the Internet.

What are we
doing about Illinois?

Not panicking.

Four points up is still up.

Senator to Chicago

and the suburbs.

I go downstate.

Santos ain't playin' in Peoria.

They're talking about canceling.

Who? Santos-McGarry.

I hear they're in
panic mode over there.

That's why you
leak the Helen photo.

Will you stop?

They set the bar
so low, the only way

McGarry can look
bad is if he trips over it.

You go out and do your thing.

Just watch out it doesn't look
like you're kicking a cripple.

And we let this
man talk to reporters.

What?

This is out of bounds!

I want you to contact
every media outlet

and let them know that
anyone using this will no longer

receive cooperation
from this campaign.

Honey, I'm sorry about this.

I...

I guess this is speechless.

It-It's trash journalism.

The lowest kind
of tabloid stuff.

This'll backfire.

They'll only sell
out every copy.

I'm so sorry, Mrs. Santos.

I can understand
how you must feel.

Can you? What kind of underwear

are you wearing
right now, Donna?

Put me on the phone
with this publisher.

I'm not sure that's the best...
Put me on the phone with him

right now.

Hey. Is this a bad time?

No. You caught me in
between arraignments.

Surprised you haven't
changed your cell number.

You disappointed
to actually get me?

No. I...

Somebody dead?

I've talked to you.

Once every six weeks.

You can set an
extremely slow clock by it.

I didn't think you
wanted to hear from me.

Because I-I don't feel

cut off enough?

All right, I-I wasn't sure
I wanted to talk to you.

Last time you were more
than usually assholic.

Is-Is that the reason
you're calling?

Because I'm not sure
I'm in the ideal head space

for a character critique.

Have you seen
the stuff about Leo?

Lowering expectations.

It's not us.

Really? You mean,
he actually...?

Yeah.

News for a day.

Not even, with
this tattoo thing.

That was you, right?

No. TOBY: Huh.

Really on top of the
information flow, huh?

I think we can do without
your usual disparagement

of my job performance.

I just feel like I
really screwed up.

It's the V.P. debate.

The very definition
of low impact.

Well, the campaign'll survive.

It's-It's... It's Leo.

He'll survive, too.

I put him in this position.

If he goes out and
embarrasses himself, it's my fault.

He's a big boy, Josh.

He did this for me, and now...

Now I've put him
in this position

where he can fail
on national TV.

I'm sorry. He did this for you?

Well, you know what I mean.

Leo McGarry did not
accept his party's nomination

for the Vice Presidency
of the United States

because he thought it
might make your socks

roll up and down.

I just hate to see
him struggle like this.

It's not what he deserves.

I-I can't help it if it
sounds self-aggrandizing.

I feel responsible.

He's really that bad?

Watch tonight.

Actually, don't watch.

This must all
sound pretty trivial.

You mean to someone
under indictment?

It does concentrate
the mind just a little.

How's that going?

Can't talk about it.

Too tough?

Legally proscribed.

Right.

Give yourself a
pass on this, Josh.

Yeah.

I'll talk to you

in six weeks.

Election day. JOSH: I forget.

In D.C., they-they
let felons vote?

Too soon?

Just a little bit.

See you.

I just tore that
publisher a new one.

You okay?

"Okay" may be a
bit much to hope for.

I'm sorry about all this.

It's not your fault.

In a way.

What are you gonna do?

That shouldn't be
a part of all of this.

Everything is a part of this.

If you don't see that,
you're not paying attention.

No pizza delivery on
the block is a part of this.

Mass starting an hour late

so they could mag
wand the choir.

The kids getting sick.

The kids? How are they?

Dragging them
across the country.

Kids whose fathers aren't

running for president get colds.

Well, I'm not gonna
do it anymore.

They enjoy it, Helen.

Sitting in hotel rooms,
waiting for Daddy?

Can we talk about this
when you're not so upset?

You should change.

You promised Peter you'd
throw the football around.

The minute I've had dinner...

What you need is to get
all dressed up and go out...

Hey.

You all set for tonight?

I'd better be.

Got a suit picked out?

Tie?

You here to approve my wardrobe?

No, I'm not.

I'm not worried about that.

I'm not worried at all.

Thanks for saying it, at least.

Listen.

We should move Rock the Vote up.

That's gonna give Santos
his boxers or briefs moment.

Helen should do it with him.

She won't do it.

He's pretty pissed.

We make lemonade.

We put them both on.

Youthful, attractive...

Camelot for the 21st century.

We turn that vote out, we win.

They never come out.

They haven't had anyone like
him to vote for since Kennedy.

I'll get on it.

There's still time to
go over stuff for tonight.

I'm good.

Last minute review?

I'd rather take
it easy, rest up.

It's gonna be good.

It's gonna be what it is.

Okay, well...

Thanks for coming by.

Yeah, I'll see you there.

Oh, Leo's gonna be
better than people think.

But you know, it's the
message, not the messenger.

Do you have any twos?

Go fish.

No, we're gonna score tonight,
because what we've got to say

about this country is
forward-looking and inclusive.

Dad...

I have every confidence

that when Leo McGarry
challenges Ray Sullivan

on the issues, he's gonna show

that the Vinick campaign's
so-called sensible solutions

are neither sensible
nor solutions.

Sorry for the
mix-up, Mr. Santos.

Produce I.D., pass
through a metal detector,

enter my own brother's house.

We were told you
were out of town.

That's why you weren't
on the pre-clearance list.

Plus, they got my name wrong.

It's Jorge.

It's not George.

They just went with what's
on your driver's license.

Getting it changed.

Hey. You made it after all, huh?

Hey.

What? I thought I was
gonna get cavity searched.

He wasn't on the list.

Standard operating
procedure now.

You can make it up to me.

Listen, I invited over a
couple business associates

for drinks and a photo.

Think we can get them
past your storm troopers?

Sure.

I'll see what I can do.

Helen's back here.

Haven't had a chance to
say you have a lovely home.

It's even nicer when you
don't have shouting protesters

holding pictures of
fetuses just up the street.

I'm sorry for snapping
at you before.

Completely understandable.

Personal embarrassment aside...

Embarrassment
is when you nod off

at a PTA meeting.

When entire cable news segments
are devoted to debates about

whether you seem
kind of whore-y,

I think we've upgraded
to outright humiliation.

I was just gonna say, actually,

it probably helps
more than it hurts.

Makes you and the
Congressman seem sexy and hip.

Um... glad to be of service.

One of the reasons these
stories may get so much play

might be because it's all
the public knows about you.

You haven't really
defined yourself.

Well, I'm not
running for president.

With all due respect,

we both know
you're not that naive.

The option to be
left alone took a hit

when the Congressman
signed on to run

and pretty much got obliterated

once he gained the nomination.

It'll be a distant memory
when he wins this thing.

Might be time for you
to start talking about

the kind of First
Lady you want to be.

I'd like to help you
with that if you'd let me.

Can't tell you what kind
of First Lady I'd like to be.

Too busy deciding
if I want him to win.

Eye contact. Start
on the monitor.

Points you punch,
straight to camera.

When Sullivan talks, you
look at him. But don't stare.

Don't look bored.
Even when he's boring.

He'll be boring.

Hey, look at me.

Gorgeous.

Oh, get her away from me.

Man cannot take a compliment.

They're ready for
you. Go get 'em.

Good luck.

Hey, McGarry.

You're smirking.

Yeah.

Good.

You. Thank you.

Me.

A Carciofi salad,
shaved parmesan.

Little order envy.

Take it.

No.

One time, first date
offer. I'd seize it.

First?

Optimist.

Take-out dinner in your
office... you must be.

Hey, it started.

Mr. McGarry, your response.

Senator Vinick and
Governor Sullivan

oppose the Kyoto treaty
because they don't want

foreign governments dictating
our emissions standards.

They oppose the
International Criminal Court

because they don't
want a foreign body

to have legal jurisdiction
over U.S. citizens.

But they apparently

have no problem ceding
enormous, unprecedented leverage

over our economy
to bankers in China.

Our opponents evidently
favor sending even more

billions of U.S.
dollars China's way.

Matt Santos and I would
bring that money back

to our shores for our citizens,

and return control of
our economy back home,

where it belongs.

Mr. McGarry, next
question's for you.

Many Americans consider
the Vice President's role

in Presidential succession

to be the most
important responsibility...

Never said he was
gonna gibber like a gibbon.

Given your medical history,

why shouldn't voters
feel concern about you?

By an overwhelming percentage,

the first warning symptom
of a heart attack is death.

I'm fortunate to be here.

But it wasn't all luck.

I was the beneficiary

of the finest medical
care in the world...

Medical care available to
me, to Governor Sullivan,

but not to the
millions of Americans

with no or inadequate
health insurance.

They have their noses
pressed against the windows

of the world's
greatest hospitals,

best-trained doctors
and nursing professionals,

and when they most need...

Most desperately need their
services, they can't get in.

Matt Santos and I don't want
to leave anyone out in the cold

if they get sick like I did.

I could kiss somebody.

We want every man, woman,
and child in this country

to have full and equal
access Or, you know, not.

To the first-class treatment

that I firmly believe
saved my life.

He didn't really
answer the question.

Doesn't matter.

Doesn't matter.

Damn straight!

You said a swear.

Thank you, thanks.

Thank you.

Hopefully, didn't
embarrass us too bad.

Are you kidding?

Josh and Lou are
in the spin room.

You gave them
a lot to work with.

Thanks for the help, everyone.

Are you coming
next door for a drink?

Soon as I scrape the makeup off.

Son of a bitch.

Very nice.

You sandbagged.

Get a head start on that drink?

Didn't you?

You're not smirking.

What was all this about?

The truth? Yeah.

I was really that
lost. Oh, come on.

Couching answers

in tame, time-pressured
sound bites.

And then when Josh wouldn't even

show me that tape,
scared me to death.

So I leaked it.

You did.

I was worried he was so
worried he wouldn't. So you just

called up a bunch of reporters,
said, "Hey, Leo McGarry here.

Just letting you know
I'm one sucky debater."

I covered my tracks.

I've been at this awhile.

Let a couple think

it was you. Wasn't
the voice a big tip-off?

There's not enough
helium in the cosmos.

So I borrowed
your e-mail account.

Excuse me...

Never use your cat's
name as your password.

Hey, I got to get back in there.

I just want to say good going.

Got through it.

You did better than that.

Just never make
me do this again.

In four years, book it.

I'll see you at the thing.

If you'll excuse me, too, I
have a password to change.

So I'll see you in
Phoenix on Thursday.

I'll be there.

I hear that the hotel's
got this waterslide.

Oh, pack a Victorian
bathing dress.

I meant for the...

I know what you meant.

Ah, it's probably
not a good idea

that they go swimming
anyway with the colds and all.

No, probably not.

I miss them like crazy.

I know you do. I know.

I miss you, too.

I'll be there in Phoenix.

Yeah? Mm-hmm.

McGarry did all he needed to do,

exceed expectations.

How couldn't he, the way the
Democrats spun the run-up?

And we fall for it every time,

reviewing the spin
instead of the substance.

Substance? In a debate?

I'd be surprised if this debate
changed anyone's mind.

Arguably, the best outcome
for the Vice Presidential debate.

At least, don't send the voters

running into the
arms of the other guy.

Bless you, sir.

Thank you.