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Coaker never liked me.

He was doing this for you

and your father.

This was my fault now?

So, we should all feel sorry

for you?!

I never asked anybody

to feel sorry for me.

Please tell me it was worth it

for that few minutes

of excitement.

Or is that why you did it?

So you could have a secret

from me.

From everyone

who believed in you.

Well, at least it was mine.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay, buddy.

I suppose you'd like to come in.

How'd you find out?

Just because I'm old

doesn't mean I'm lazy.

Here you go.

Attagirl.

Don't write the piece.

It's a matter of time

before he brings himself down.

That doesn't mean

you have to humiliate me

in front of the entire world,

in front of my son.

If It's not me, it'll be

someone else eventually.

Let it be somebody else.

Why the f*** should I?

'Cause I'm asking you to.

I didn't write the piece

in the first place.

Now It's getting interesting,

and you want me to stop.

Look, I realize It's your job,

but is it worth destroying

my family

to sell a few f***ing magazines?

I didn't break the law.

Where as you, my dear, now you

just found out your husband's

f***ing prostitutes.

Now all you can do

is defend him?

How many students did you f***

in exchange for better grades?

I mean,

is it really any different?

It's not about me, right?

This is about you protecting

your ticket to the top.

I mean, that's all

you really care about.

I don't think you're really

bothered about any of them

other women, I mean,

'cause you just like him.

I mean, what does he do?

Does he pull your hair?

Does he talk filth to you?

Or are you content to allow

his young whores

to do as they will with him?

Just as long as you can sit

on that f***ing throne.

Oh.

You're your father's girl, yeah?

Now I know I'm digging

in the right place.

F*** you.

Anytime, Jeannie.

Since you were 16.

Any f***ing time.

Okay.

I beg your pardon?

Call it an even trade.

What?

We both know

you haven't been staring at me

since I was 16, Nigel.

More like 13.

I'm still the same girl, so...

Come on. What do you say?

Coaker's not gonna

run the story.

What did you do?

Remember everything

we talked about?

Remember all the goals

we set for ourselves?

Let's not throw that away.

But what If I

can't do it anymore?

Bit late for that,

don't you think?

I didn't think

you had it in you.

Go to hell, Sam.

Let me ask you one thing.

What did they have that I don't?

Nothing.

Sir, you wanted to see me?

Have a seat.

I know the FBI

asked you about me, Sam.

I'm sorry about that whole mess.

They were just grasping

at straws.

Shouldn't have happened.

Listen, I know you're gonna

go after pollan's seat.

Well, I haven't officially

decided anything yet.

Just wanted you to know

that I'm all for it.

We need guys like you in D.C.

Still see things clearly.

Been at it as long as I have,

everything looks gray and murky.

Thank you, sir.

F***ing "a."

Look at that.

Wow.

Hmm.

Better than we could've

imagined.

Senator?

Senator?

Your wife just called.

She won't be able

to make it on Tuesday,

but she'll be coming down for

the governor's ball on Saturday.

All right, that's fine.

Just make sure she has a pick up

at the airport.

Yes, sir.

Do you want

us to come in with you?

No.

We have some private business

to discuss.

You go have lunch.

I'll call you

when we're finished.

Senator.

George.

Good to see you.

Coffee?

No. Kicked the habit.

Everything in moderation, huh?

That's right.

How's the family?

Your son doing all right?

Can't run him for congress

till he's 25.

Well, We'll see.

So, you liking it up here?

Well, Jeannie doesn't love it,

but her charity

keeps her at home mostly.

I like D.C. it suits me.

Good.

'Cause you might be here

for a long time.

If I have anything

to say about it.

Reelection campaign headquarters

are opening up next week,

and I talked to the governor

this morning.

You can expect

a formal endorsement.

Glad to hear it.

Sam, I do want

to talk to you, though,

about your...

Your zipper problem.

Now, it doesn't surprise me.

And, uh, I don't really care

what you do in your spare time.

But the day

you signed on for this,

you put your life on probation.

Your time on this planet

as a human being

who eats and shits

and fucks like the rest of us,

that's over.

You got a patriotic duty

to be squeaky clean

for these people

who would turn on you on a dime,

and that is the contract.

There may be some people

who want the truth...

In a courtroom.

But outside,

they want to believe that you're

somehow better than they are.

They need that fairy tale.

It's the only thing

that society has to keep it

from sinking into the muck.

That and wise policy.

It's under control.

That's all behind me now.

Well, that's...

that's all I wanted to hear.

I suppose that, uh,

If we ruled out every candidate

who ever stepped out

on his wife,

it'd be just p*ssy-whipped nerds

running the country.

We don't want that, do we?

People still need heroes.

Let's give them one.

Good.

Now, here's the first round

of donations from our friends,

and that's just the beginning.

And, uh, Sam,

I wouldn't spend a lot of time

on ethics reform right now.

You don't want to make a lot

of promises on that.

And besides, you got a lot

of other subjects

that you can tackle first.

Well,

I don't know about you, George,

but I can handle two things

at once.

You are a quick study, Ellis.

You'll do all right.

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