Gabriel Over the White House

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Do you solemnly swear that

you will faithfully execute

the office of president

of the United States...

and will to the best of your ability...

preserve, defend and protect the

constitution of the United States?

I do.

Congratulations Mr President.

Good fight, Mr President...

The inauguration went off with a bang.

Yes, but it was pretty wet.

That's more than I can say

for this punch!

Don't you worry about Paris.

I'm not... It's Oklahoma

I'm worried about!

- Goodnight, Ted.

- Goodnight, Senator.

Glad to have you in the cabinet.

Well, it's better than

being a lame duck.

Goodnight, Mr Vice-President.

Hope you sleep well.

When did a vice-president

ever do anything else?

Judd... one of your constituents outside

is very anxious to see you.

I don't want to see anybody...

My hand is worn out now.

Well you better see this fellow...

He's insistent and he's armed.

- Hello Uncle Judd!

- Hello Jim!

He insisted on coming

to your reception, Mr President.

That's alright, Miss May.

Beekman...

He's the only person that see the president

at any time without an appointment.

Jim, I want you to meet the gentleman

who made your uncle the

president of the United states.

I've got a speech.

Alright, let's hear the speech.

I love my Uncle Jud because he's

going to cure the depression...

and make all the people rich again.

I see your nephew is inclined

to the military.

What's that?

Are you going to be a soldier, Jim?

No, I'm going to be a gangster.

I guess it's more profitable, at that.

Are you a policeman.

You have a very ignorant nephew,

Mr President...

He should know I'm not a policeman,

by looking at my feet.

You'd better run along home now, Jim.

Gangsters need some rest,

you know.

Goodnight, Mr president.

I hope you'll have a different

opinion of me, than your nephew.

Did I keep my promise, Judd?

Well, I'm in The White House.

And considerably worried.

- Why?

- When I think of all the promises...

I made the people,

to get elected.

You had to make some promises.

By the time they realise

you're not going to keep them,

your term will be over.

Thanks for those unexpected

votes from Alabama.

Wait till you get the bill

for them!

Good luck, Chief!

Senator Langham...

If you run the Senate,

like I'm going to run The White House...

we won't need any luck.

Jasper...

I can't tell you

how grateful I am.

Don't mention it.

You'll make the best president

the party ever had.

Well, Beekman...

Here we are in The White House.

Pretty big place

for a bachelor president.

I think I'll look the place over.

I feel a good deal like a puppy...

I have to turn around 3 or 4 times...

before I lie down.

I hope I never have to shake hands again,

the rest of my life.

Is there anything else

I've got to do?

There are a lot of cablegrams

up in your study.

I suppose I should read those.

Anything else?

Well I'd like you to know how much I appreciate

this opportunity of serving my country.

Serving your country, yes...

Beekman...

Do you realise you're the youngest

secretary a president ever had?

I appreciate the honour, Sir.

We need young blood around here.

Beekman's rather a long name...

- Do you mind if I call you Beek?

- Not at all, Sir.

I'll call you "Beek",

and you call me "Major", OK?

Oh, Mr Beekman!

Mr Beekman is the president's secretary.

Miss Malloy... is that correct?

Miss Pendola Malloy.

Miss Malloy, the president has had

a rather trying day.

I know...

Inaugurations are very trying.

May I ask what it is

you wish to see the president about?

About Miss Pendola Malloy.

Of course.

If you have a seat,

I'll notify the president you're here.

You're so kind.

Here are some more

of them telegrams, Major.

Hello, Sebastian...

How do you like your new home?

It sure am a big place Sir...

Red rooms, blue rooms,

green rooms...

At times like these,

the president needs lots of rooms.

Sebastian, I never knew there were

so many kings in the world.

And neither did I, Sir.

His Majesty desires to convey to you

and all the American people...

his felicitations on the birth

of a new political era.

- Mr President...

- Hello, Beek.

Say, where is Siam?

Siam?

Just north of the Malay Peninsula,

just south of China.

- That's fine.

- Mr President, there's a...

Just a minute...

If I'm going to call you "Beek",

you've got to refer to me as "Major".

Very well, Major.

When I told you today there was only one person

that could see the president at any time...

I was wrong.

There are two.

Will you come with me, please.

You're my first official duty.

How flattering.

Miss Malloy, Major.

- Nice seeing you here, Mr President.

- Nice being here, Miss Malloy.

You two have gotten acquainted

by this time, I suppose.

- Yes, indeed.

- Beek... this is Miss Malloy.

How do you do, Miss Malloy.

Miss Malloy's going to be your assistant.

You don't mind, do you?

- Not at all.

- He's very rigid, but I like him.

Anything else, Major?

You may call me Pendy,

if I can call you Beek.

Of course.

Good night, Beek.

Good night, Pendy.

Good night.

In this terrible hour of crisis...

America must look to its president

with unshakeable confidence.

My attitude is one

of complete optimism.

With the help of such patriotic

and idealistic men as yourselves...

I plan to carry this nation

from the depths of despondency..

To the unsullied and

sunny heights of prosperity.

I count on you journalists

for inspiration and support.

In future, all questions will have to be

submitted in writing...

24 hours before these meetings.

Today, however, the president

has very generously consented...

to answer a few

questions directly.

Mr Paterson...

Does the president intend to grant

John Bronson an interview?

The president didn't catch the name...

John Bronson, the leader

of all the unemployed.

The president considers John Bronson

a dangerous anarchist.

If he comes near The White House,

he'll be arrested.

The president hasn't forgotten

that Bronson heads a million men...

who are armed and unemployed.

On the last count, there were

270 camps of these men...

in the public parks

of our largest cities.

The president considers the whole question

of unemployment a local problem.

Is the administration

going to take any action...

on the racketeering that

is rampant in the country?

Are notorious gangsters like Mick Diamond

going to get away with it?

My administration also regards Mick Diamond

and all racketeers as local problems.

We choose to believe that bootlegging and

all forms of racketeering will disappear...

as soon as the public become educated

to respect the 18th Amendment.

- Mr Thieson...

- Mr President...

My paper's indictment against the

government is a staggering one.

Starvation and want

is everywhere.

From coast to coast

and from Canada to Mexico.

Millions of dollars are poured

into new battleships.

Farmers burn corn and wheat...

Food is thrown away into the sea...

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