
W. Page #12
tell me this before, huh?
Mr. President,
I wanna go back to Iraq.
Look, let me make this clear...
...since I've had some experience
dealing with these matters.
My son has got the toughest position
in the world.
He's the one
who gets the intelligence briefings.
And as Americans...
...it's our duty
to fully support his efforts...
...to bring freedom and democracy
to the Middle East.
And as a father...
...l'll be damned
if I'll listen to people...
...who are always trying
to tear the boy down.
And you know what?
They built him a set of metal legs...
...made him faster
than what he used to be.
They make them that good
these days.
You and I are gonna run together, son,
soon as you get back on your feet.
I give you my promise, all right?
Okay?
Got him a shirt. Maybe you can
give it to him when he wakes up.
I'd like...
...to stand up for you, sir.
No, you don't, sergeant.
No, I'm the one standing up for you.
Laura and I are looking forward
to seeing you next trip.
- All right, now?
- That's right.
All right, you hang in there.
Thank you.
Thank you.
David, good to see you.
- Mr. President.
- So, what do you got for us?
You used to love pecan pie,
Mr. President.
I've given up sweets
since the start of the war, Rummy.
My personal sacrifice
to show support for our troops.
The best pie I've ever tasted,
Mr. President.
So, what you're telling me, David,
comes down to nothing on nothing?
Frankly, we missed it...
...because Saddam pretended
that he had the weapons.
It doesn't make sense.
Why would he risk his life and
government by not coming clean?
Because I think...
...he didn't want his people to know
he didn't have the weapons.
Part of his Superman image.
Afraid they'd cut his throat
if they found out the truth.
You're saying this guy
was running a full house off a pair?
Come on, that's just nuts.
He really thought you were bluffing.
Right up to the end.
Me, bluff?
How could the CIA, all our
intel people, completely muff this?
I told Mr. Tenet from the beginning...
...that things weren't panning out
the way we thought they existed.
And your National Security advisers...
...should've got into this, gotten
the details and vetted them for you.
Believe me, Dr. Kay...
...when I say we were getting
thousands of reports...
...and not just from you or the CIA.
I don't see... I don't know that
putting the blame on some...
Mr. President, I think we're being
overly negative in a situation...
...where, indeed,
we lack the metrics...
...to judge the overall success
of the global war on terror.
My office sent to you
spy satellite photos...
...that showed that WMDs
could be hidden in caves...
...that you never responded to.
We analyzed those photos,
Mr. Vice President...
...and they are actually trenches,
watering holes for cattle.
Not caves.
That's not what my people told me.
Vice, you grew up in Wyoming.
You should damn well know cattle.
I mean, there you go.
You fool me once, shame on you.
Now, fool me twice...
...and you can't get fooled again.
I'm sorry, Mr. President.
We thought he had WMDs.
But we were all wrong about him.
And I include myself.
Our system...
...the integrity of it...
...has broken down completely.
And I have never traded access
for integrity.
And I am obligated to resign.
That was some sh*t sandwich
he served for lunch.
Working on it. We can
find someone who can deliver.
- I don't buy it. He had those weapons.
- No doubt.
But now we shift the ground.
Keep the focus
on freedom and democracy.
Rumsfeld is on another planet.
Sometimes I wonder.
I think he's lost it.
- What about Iran?
- Oh, yeah.
Bigtime uranium-enrichment
program going on.
- We're on it.
- Stay on it.
There's something there.
I can feel it.
Kansas State and Ohio State,
a pair of top- 10 teams squared off...
... in the Fiesta Bowl.
That was for the championship.
Krenzel, your MVP,
four touchdowns passing.
Funny thing...
...Poppy once said.
I didn't appreciate it.
What was that, Geo?
Something about:
"Sometimes it's better to stay
out of the barrel."
These lines here...
...seem like they just
dug in overnight.
You're as handsome as ever, Geo.
Only makes you look
more distinguished.
Your favorite play is coming to town.
Why don't we get tickets?
Cats.
The Broadway company
is going to be here.
You wanna go?
Cats?
That's something I'd stay up late for.
Definitely.
I thought so.
You know, I don't get it.
All this psychobabble in the media.
I mean, all I wanted to do
is make this a better and safer world...
...for everyone.
There's good and there's evil.
And you and I and the rest of the
people in America know the difference.
That good ultimately wins out.
But you have to fight for it.
You have to fight for it.
People have no idea
how hard it is on us.
The sacrifices you've made.
Laura, I knew when I married you
what you were made of.
That same bolt of lightning
hit both of us.
For better or worse.
Mostly better.
Since the start of the war, though...
...I barely have time
to run my three miles anymore.
My knees hurt.
I'm just off my pace.
It's been hard on me, Laura.
On top of everything else.
Well...
...someday the war will be over.
And we can have our lives back.
I'll get those tickets for next week.
- Poppy, what are you doing here?
- I used to sit in this chair.
Opposite Baker.
Got him to help pull your ass
out of the fire in Florida in 2000.
Don't forget that.
Come on. Let's go.
A little mano a mano.
- Bet you I can still whip your ass.
- What?
Got to admit, I scared you back then.
Still scare you, don't I?
I got a lot on my mind.
I don't need this, Poppy. Not now.
Why you being so ornery?
Because you disappoint me, Junior.
Deeply disappoint me.
After all these years. Still?
- You're still with that?
- No, no, no.
Not the girls or summer jobs anymore.
I dug myself out of the depths of hell
to stand on my own two feet...
...make something of myself.
And I did it on my own.
Think you did.
Yeah, well, you also wrecked it.
Wrecked. Wrecked what?
You've ruined it for us.
- What are you talking about?
- The Bush name.
Get out of my office.
Two hundred years of work. For Jeb.
Get out.
With this fiasco.
Get out of my life.
And that's what it is.
A goddamn fiasco.
Get out!
George. George.
Are you all right?
Oh, Jesus.
Jesus, George.
There's been tough weeks in Iraq.
But our central commitment
of the mission...
...is the transfer of sovereignty
back to the Iraqi people.
Now, we've set a deadline
for this to take place...
...three months from now.
June 30, 2004.
It's important that
we meet that deadline, all right?
The only way we can win...
...is to leave before the job is done.
Yeah.
I'll now take questions.
- Mr. President.
- Sir.
- Sir, sir.
- Question, sir.
Yeah.
Miss China?
Mr. President,
I know this is a tough question...
...but my viewers
would really like to know.
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