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because of your desire

to throw the guy

out of office.

Have you even

noticed, like,

what's happened

to the house?

Did you know that

on Monday I walked in

and two volunteers were

f***ing on the kitchen floor?

Yeah.

[ Laughs ]

Sorry.

I'm not a prude, Phil.

No, I know, I know.

And there's something

wonderful

about this thing that

you've harnessed here.

I mean, it's brilliant,

actually.

Look, it's just

a few more weeks, em, okay?

And then they'll be out

of our house forever.

But what if

you win, Phil?

Have you given that

any thought?

I don't even

want to have

this conversation

with you tonight,

but one of our

staff officers is moving

and she needs someone

to take over her lease.

Phil, I haven't been able

to work at home in weeks

or get any sleep.

And I talked to

our landlady

and she's willing

to prorate my lease

until you can find

someone new,

so I'm not leaving you

in the lurch.

Are you breaking up with me?

Phil, are you

even listening to me?

This new place,

it's on queen Anne.

It's... It's exactly

the neighborhood

you've always

talked about.

It's got great views

of the sound

and, like, real space.

You know, I finally

have some money, so...

yeah, no,

I know you do, Emily,

and you do hate grant

and you do love McIver

and you do think you know

exactly what is right

for me right now, so...

that's not true.

I mean,

I proved you wrong.

I've proved that I'm actually

good at this campaign stuff

and smart as hell and that

is just too much for you.

It's too much for me?

Really?

Is that what it is?

It's too much for me

that you may knock off

a perfectly qualified

and honest representative

because you can, because

he's black and vulnerable?

It's too much for me

that, like, whatever conscience

I know you once had

has seemingly

evaporated?

Have you

even thought about

who you've had to

draw out of the woodwork

to vote against

the black guy?

I'm sorry.

I should have given you

this night.

I'm sorry.

Bye.

Bye.

[ Music plays ]

Tommy? Tommy!

Something strong.

Yeah?

Just the bottle.

If anyone deserves it,

buddy, it's you.

Oh, I'll have to

charge you by the shot,

but I'll put it

on the DJ's tab.

Congratulations.

Standing tall, are we?

Do you know what this is?

The monorail lady's

greatest hits?

Ha ha.

Addresses, phone numbers,

every person in the city

who loves your monorail

and hates that

heavy light rail system.

The ones who vote.

30,000 names.

You win with this.

It took me two years

to compile it.

Just tell me you know

how to use it.

I know how to use it.

Tommy!

Yo? Madam?

Yeah, thanks.

So you're endorsing

grant then?

Are you kidding?

Grant is out of his mind,

but here he is

in the general election

with a real shot at bringing

the monorail to Seattle.

Cheers.

Just don't tell him

where it came from,

unless, of course,

he wins.

Want to dance?

What?

Want to dance with me?

[ Telephone rings ]

[ Ring ]

Hello?

You need to come over

right now to my place.

Just come over

right now.

Grant?

We're in big trouble!

The f***ing FBI.

What?

They're here. Just

come over, come over.

[ Knock on door ]

Where were you?

You must be Phil,

the campaign manager.

Yeah, that's right.

What's going on?

Why don't you take a seat?

You're aware that,

in the wake of 9/11,

any breach of security

must be taken seriously,

especially as it pertains

to government buildings.

You know who might

have access

to your campaign

materials,

specifically your

posters and signs?

Yeah, well, I keep some

in my car.

The rest are at my house.

Are there any

unaccounted for?

Uh... Some of the volunteers

may have a few.

Is that a bear suit?

Um... Yes.

Where were you last night?

He was with me.

We were at a bar

celebrating

my win in the primaries.

There was at least

100 witnesses.

What happened?

There was a break-in

at city hall.

We're still reviewing

the security tapes.

Someone entered the office

of councilman McIver

and plastered it

with signs and posters

of Mr. Cogswell here.

[ Laughs ]

You think a class 2 felony

is funny?

No. No, sir.

Call the aclu!

Call them, Phil, now!

Grant, they don't defend

against breaking and entering.

Be honest, Phil.

Do you know who did this?

Wayne.

It has to be Wayne.

Are you sure?

He was the only one

that has the signs.

I put him in charge of

finding places to hang them.

By himself?

Hey, the signage stuff

was never quite legal

to begin with.

Yeah, this is way beyond

sticking signs on a highway!

Where the hell

were you last night?

Ruining my life.

What?

Nothing.

Emily left me.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Then I lost my mind

and...

you got to get your

mind back, all right?

I know you're hurting

right now,

but you got to find a way

to fix this.

Just fix it.

Fix it, Phil!

Do they know it was us?

It was just a prank.

It was supposed to be funny.

Sh*t! Sh*t!

Guys, keep

your voices down.

Okay.

And, no, they don't know

it was you,

but they're gonna

find out, okay?

They have a list of everyone

working at the campaign,

so expect a visit

from the FBI.

They're going over the security

tapes right this second.

Look, how smart were you

guys about this? Huh?

Did anybody see you?

We're firing you

from the campaign.

What the f***, man?

Then they're gonna know that

it was us that did that sh*t!

We did it for you,

you know what I mean?

Like, we did it for grant,

for the campaign.

It was just a prank,

you know.

It's supposed to be funny.

Well, maybe three weeks

ago it would have been,

but now...

you can't

do this, man!

You can't

f***ing do this!

I have to

or you'll take

grant down with you.

That's politics.

We are launching our own

investigation into the matter.

Until then, I cannot

comment any further.

Yes.

No.

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

[ Telephones ring ]

[ Telephone rings ]

Hang it up.

Hang it up!

Let it go.

[ Telephones ringing ]

The posters were

discovered this morning

when councilman

Richard McIver

walked into his office

here at city hall.

Councilman McIver,

a word, please, sir?

Yes, yes, it was

quite unnerving.

I mean, quite a shock.

Bastard! Lying, f***ing,

manipulative bastard!

Cogswell, who made it past

yesterday's primary

and into

the general election

for McIver's seat

on the city council,

is known for running

a reckless campaign.

FBI and local officials,

however,

believe that the break-in

was committed...

[ telephone rings ]

[ Ring ]

Actually it's a relief.

That isn't why I called.

But be honest, Phil.

I mean, what if

he had been elected?

He knows nothing of teamwork

or consensus building,

any of the things that

make up a real politician.

It would have blown up

in our faces.

I don't care about

our faces, Clair.

I care about what happened

with us last night.

Yeah.

I wasn't myself, okay?

I have a girlfriend

who I love.

Of course, you do.

I didn't even know what

I was doing last night.

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