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Now I've got a friend...

who might have a job for you.

In the lobby business.

Like opening doors for people?

Very astute!

Open doors to politicians.

And their checkbooks.

People really like you, Bud.

They feel like you're one of them.

I'm not quite following you,

Andy.

Sometimes you gotta figure

out what you want in this life.

Then you have to decide

how much it's worth to you.

Because they're gonna

put it on your tombstone.

It's your legacy.

A measure

of what you left behind.

Are we...

are we still talking

about the job?

The lobby business?

Right. Forget that.

It's not worth it.

And thank you.

Molly!

You said that

if I ever wanted to talk, right?

Here's some hot cocoa.

Sorry.

All I had was skim milk.

It's okay.

What's going on?

- It's all my fault.

- What's your fault?

Bud was supposed

to meet me after school.

He knew how important it was to me.

But he got drunk.

He never even showed up.

I didn't know what else to do!

Wait, Molly,

what are you saying?

Molly?

Aren't you gonna get that?

Yeah, give me two seconds. Stay here.

I'm gonna get them off the phone.

Can call you back?

This isn't a good time. Yeah, I know.

I know.

You already told me that.

Look, can I call you back?

Molly?

Molly!

Are you okay?

You think your dad

might be passed out tonight?

Then,

you're going to recast your vote.

I guess it ain't

that much of a secret then, is it?

If we are to be the exception to history,

then we must break the cycle.

For those

who do not remember the past...

Remind me again who's running?

So, what you're saying is,

you're keeping...

It's all my fault. Bud was supposed

to meet me after school.

He knew how important this

was to me. But he got drunk.

He didn't even show up.

I didn't know what else to do!

Molly, what are you saying?

He didn't vote!

What do you mean,

she's missing?

I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson.

It's all my fault.

For crying out loud, Lewis!

You guys guard Presidents.

She's smarter!

Tell me about it!

What is all this?

She's been answering your mail.

For what?

She wanted people

to think that you cared.

She told you that?

Does have any friends

we should contact?

I don't know.

No, she's not the friend type.

Jed.

- Jed? Who's Jed?

- It's a boy she likes.

She likes a boy?

Jed Barkley.

He's in her class.

He's a little shy,

but they're friends.

- Is she told you that?

- Yes, sir.

Do you have any idea

where she might be going?

Yeah, I'm can guess

where she's going.

Just tell us where,

we'll go pick her up, sir.

She's my daughter.

I'll get her myself.

This is it.

Sure you wanna go in?

Came this far, didn't we?

I'll wait here awhile.

Just in case you want to go home.

I never want to go home.

Yes?

I'm looking for Larissa Star.

Well, she's gone.

She's moved out a long time ago.

I think you're her.

You Jed?

- It's okay, is she in there?

- Yes, sir.

Wait here.

You're all grown up!

You look like your dad.

He says I look like you.

Does he?

So, why did you come here?

You wrote me a letter.

You said I could come live with you.

That was a long time ago,

honey.

Things have changed.

I'm close to getting

a record deal.

I did a gig

a couple of months ago.

This guy wants to put me in touch

with this big time Nashville producer.

So he's gonna call me.

I'm not gonna be ready.

I gotta get ready. There's a lot

I gotta do, so I can't do this.

I'm not well.

Can't you see that?

I can take care of you, Mom.

I don't want anybody to take care

of me. I don't want you here.

Dad!

Jesus Christ, Larissa!

I don't want her

to see me like this.

Molly, you gotta go outside, okay?

For me. You got out there and wait.

- Dad!

- Just outside. Now!

I heard you'd finally

gotten cleaned up.

Who told you that? My God,

what is going on out there?

I can't explain.

What are you, famous now? You think

you can just come? I can't do this!

- Wait...

- No! No! Come here.

I'm not mad Larissa.

I'm trying to tell you...

I can't be a mom right now.

I can't. Stay back! I can't...

be a mom right now.

I can't do it. I can't do it.

Said no reporters, Lewis.

I just want to talk to you.

I don't have time, Kate.

I'm moderating a Presidential debate

tomorrow night in front of a zillion.

So as much as I'd love for you

to make an ass out of me again on TV...

I kinda have

some preparing to do.

I have to catch up

on the issues.

Like all of them!

Bud.

I know what happened

election night.

I'm running the story. I just want

to make sure I've got my facts right.

The bartender claims you

left the Starline about 7:30.

Is that correct?

Yes, madam.

Giving you plenty of time

to meet at the polling station...

and cast your vote...

right?

I... guess so.

Just making sure.

I'm sorry.

I got something for you.

Kinda forgot who I was

for a moment.

Forgive me?

That depends.

Can you help me,

help him tonight?

I'd love to.

I work two jobs

just trying to make ends meet.

Last year my son

was diagnosed with...

Law makers renewed the primary programs

for low income HIV and AIDS patients.

Named for Ryan White,

a young AIDS activist...

Good evening everyone.

We come to you live

from a small American town...

a town most of us had never

heard of just a few weeks ago.

A town you couldn't find

on the map...

because Texico, New Mexico,

wasn't on the map.

But it's on the map now.

The whole world has descended

on this town for an historic event.

A political debate

unlike any other.

Tomorrow morning,

Earnest Bud Johnson...

will walk into a voting booth

and make a choice.

And his choice will affect

our lives for generations to come.

the stakes could not be higher.

What do you expect?

I wonder, Aaron, what the founding

fathers would make of all this.

Would they be mortified,

or would they be jumping for joy?

Something tells me

that somewhere right now...

Franklin and Jefferson

are looking down and smiling.

Smiling or laughing?

I don't know if they're smiling.

That's not exactly who they had in mind

for picking the President of the USA.

We're sending someone out there who

really is, as far as, we can tell lost.

Can he find himself suddenly,

tonight on this stage...

Or is he going to look

like a rodeo clown down there?

Tonight, the whole country is

watching and we watch with you.

I'm gonna puke.

Bud, look at me. Look at me.

Just be yourself.

You're gonna be great.

Hey, remember dad.

No cussing! Okay?

- Fine.

- Fine.

Mr. Johnson,

one minute, please.

Good luck!

And so we begin.

The crowd has settled down

and we go to the stage...

for what promises to be...

one of the most unique moments

in American political history.

Mr. President, Mr. Greenleaf...

I'd like to thank you for your

hospitality. It's been real interesting.

I've said a lot of thing

I didn't mean.

and you both

made a lot of promises...

you probably

won't be able to keep.

To be honest, the last 10 days

have felt like a weird dream.

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