Sacred Cows by Joe Eszterhas

SACRED COWS
by
Joe Eszterhas
(e
il'i!l
, 1990
FADE: IN:
EXT. A CAMPAIGN RALLY - DAY
A suburban mall's parking lot -- hundreds of people, lots
of red-white-and-blue everywhere. Signs that say:
TAYLOR/FORRESTER and JIM TAYLOR FOR PRESIDENT. Republican
SENATOR JIM TAYLOR, of Illinois, in his late-40's, attractive, stands on a bunting-draped stage. He speaks in an
incisive rhythm.
SENATOR TAYLOR
We're not a welfare agency for the
world. I say we put Americans'
hard-earned dollars back into
America! Yes, I know there is
poverty in India, but that poverty
is not our responsibility, it is the
Indians' responsibility. Let's use
those dollars my opponent wants to
give away for our ~ good.
Loud CHEERS from the crowd.
EXT. A CAMPAIGN RALLY - DAY
A narrow side street in an inner city -- thousands of
people. Signs that say: RE-ELECT PRESIDENT PARR and
PARR/GRAHAM. The President of the United States, SAM
PARR, the former Senator from Nebraska, stands on top of
the car. He is 64 years old: his face is craggy: but,
except for his shock of white hair, he looks like he is in
his mid-50's. He speaks in a low-key, person-to-person
style.
PRESIDENT PARR
Let's not bog ourselveS down in the
politics of fear. The Parr Plan For
Progress opens our hearts to the
less advantaged -- not just here,
but in other parts of the world. ~e
live in a time of peace and
prosperity. We are a blessed
nation. ~e are a blessed people.
Let's share our blessings. Let's
noe fear generosity. Generosity is
nothing to fear. Generosity will
only make U~ richer.
Deafening NOISE.
\,/<lIvi
Millions of people
Alller
fl<ll9li1, CHEERING,
America I Amerie&l~
the s t r eets,
aAlller leal
1"';',,,,,1',,,,,,
Total chaos -- and in the middle of the chaos we glimpse,

straying aimlessly, some sacred cows.
A TELEVISION SCREEN
We see the elaborate intra and tneme MUSIC for the EES
Nightly News with Tom Martin. And then we see MARTIN on
screen: he is in his late-40's; there is a polished sincerity sboot him.
MARTIN
As an estimated three million people
staged the largest pro-American
demonstration in history in
Calcutta, India, a Gallup/EES poll
shows President Parr with a stillclimbing 28 point lead against
conservative Republican Senator Jim
Taylor. There are only thirty days
left in the campaign as the
candidates prepare for their first
debate.
INT. THE PRESIDENT'S BEDROOM - THE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT
The President of the United States shuts the set off with
a remote device and grins. Next to him in bed is LACY
MORROW -- in her mid-30's, a beautiful woman.
SAM (PRESIDENT PARR)
Twenty-eight pointsl You know what
that means? It means r don't have
to chase that pissant allover the
country.
LACY (smiles)
I thought you liked pressing the
flesh.
SAM
I do.
He looks at her, smiles. She starts getting out of bed to

dress. He watches her appreciatively.
SAM
Where the hell are you going?
LACY (smiles, as she dresses)
r have a debate to cover

l:omon:,ow
on
lUI
nice in bed, Sam --
land
3.
SAM
I'll take "ve
nice" at my age.
thank you
LACY (smiles l
But I'm not going to take a chance
of getting that idiot elected
President of the United State
Besides, there's no future in it.
Look what happened to Donna Rice.
SAM
What happened to Donna Rice?
LACY
Nothing.
She comes to the bed, kisses him on the cheek.
LACY
Good luck tomorrow. The future
well-being of the Western World
rests in your hands.
He puts his hand on her butt, cups it.
SAM (smiles)
Yes i t does.
She knocks his hand away, smiles, and walks out. As soon
as she goes out, JACK HEFFERNAN comeS in through another
door. He is in his early-50's, a take-charge kind of guy,
the President's Chief of Staff.
IiEFF (upset)
I've been waiting out there for
forty minutes, Mr. president.
Sam gets up out of bed -- he wears undershorts -- goes to
pour himself a drink.
SAM
I'm getting old, Heff. When I was a
kid, I wished I could take more
time. Now I wish I didn't take so
much.
flEFF (grins l
He wants to talk.
SAM
'.
'\
liEFF
Beats me. Tomorrow night, before

the debate. Just Jimco and
ctor
and me.
--
SAM
Tell him to come to the hotel.

HEFF (shakes his head)
Strictly private, no media. He
wants to meet at the hall, a halfhour before the debate.
Sam thinks about it a long beat, sips his drink.
SAM
Do you know what he is, Heff?

a skunk.
He's
HEFF
That means we can take the meeting,
but we have to watch the smell.
EXT. CONVENTION HALL - CLEVELAND - NIGHT
The President gets out of his limousine in front of
Convention Hall. With him are his wife, EMILY, in her
early-60's, a well-kept woman: DOC BARLEY, in his early70's, a rumpled man who is President Parr's congressional
liaison and one of his oldest friends: and Jack
Heffernan. The President waves to the crowd and, smiling,
is led into the hall by a phalanx of Secret Service and
law-enforcement types.
INT. ;.. MAKEUP ROOM - CONVENTION HALL - NIGHT
Makeup people are working on him. Doc is there and Heff

and ~ily, who is knitting and looks bored.
DOC (to makeup guyS)
Watch the tint, Okay? This isn't
Richard Nixon herel
EMILY
Are we inviting President Nixon to
the dinner for the Indian VicePresident next month?
SAM (hard)
Nol
HEFF
Yes we are. He called me twice
about it last week.
SAM
us
the
til!!
ting him baCk in.
HEFF (plaintive)
He doesn't have anything else to do,
Mr. President, The baseball season
is over,
SAM
Why doesn't he listen to his

tapes? He made enough of 'em.
Doc, and then Heff, laugh.
EMILY
Well, I think that's ve

mean of
all of you.
(to Sam)
How would you feel if you didn't
have anything to do and you wanted
to come to a White House dinner?
A Secret Service agent comes in, whispers something to
Heff.
SAM
I wouldn't want to go to a White

House dinner under any
circumstances.
HEFF
I'm going to have to ask everyone

except the President to leave.
DOC (upset)
What do you mean, I've got to leave?
What the hell's going on?
HEFF
National Security.
DOC (starts to leave)

Anytime anybody ever says that, it'S
a lie.
EMILY (to Sam, leaving)

Is it a lie, Sam?
SAM (grins)
I'm not going to lie to you, Emily:
of course it's a lie.
She
las and is gone
tn Doc and the makeup people. A
long beat, and then Senator Jim Taylor comes in. wearing
his
de, VICTOR MACKt~.
Mackey
h
debate mak,
is a
man in h
40's,
SENATOR TAYLOR
MI:. President.
6.
SAM
Jimbo ..
SENATOR TAYLOR
You know Vic Mackey.
All too well.
SAM
Mackey extends his hand; a beat, and then Sam barely

shakes it. They sit on couches facing each other -- the
President and Senator Taylor in their makeup.
SENATOR TAYLOR (after a beat)
Is this room secure?
SAM
Nothing'S secure anymore.
the CIA brief you?
A long beat.
Didn't
Heff looks at his watch.
HEFF
We don't have much time. You better
say whatever it is you've got to
say.
MACKEY (after a beat)
Mr. President, do you remember what
you did two weeks ago Saturday
night?
The President thinks about it.
HEFF (impatient)
What is this?
SENATOR TAYLOR
Do you?
SAM
(after a beat)
Yes. I was at my brother's farm in
Nebraska.
HEFF
I don't get it -- what does this
have to do wi
MACKEY
went into the barn, didn't yOU?

lOOks at him a long
HErF lin disbelief)

What barn? He went into
went into the barn,
MACKEY
We have a photograph, Mr. President.
A long beat.
Taylor.
Sam just looks at him, then at Senator
SAM (to Taylor, quietly)

You sonofabitch.
A long beat, as they look at each other.
HEFF
What photograph? What's going on
here?
.
MACKEY (to Sam)
You withdraw from the race. For
reasons of health. Vice-President
Graham takes your place on the
ticket.
Sam just stares at them -- Heff stares at Sam.
SENATOR TAYLOR
You've had a brilliant, long-lasting
career. You don't want to turn your
place in American history into a,
into a
A long beat.
MACKEY
MOCkery.
A long beat as they look at each other.

SENATOR TAYLOR
You don't have a choice, Sam.
(he looks at his watch)
We have three minutes.
MACKEY (gets uP)
A pleasure seeing you, Mr.
President.
Sam just sits there as they leave; Heff stares at him,

sees how disturbed he is.
HErr (quietly l
Was Lacy out there with
A
,e
f~
HEff (frant
l
What the hell happened?
(he clears his
throat: calmerl
Mr. President, will you
ease t
me
happened?
iL
beat.
Sam looks at him a
i.e
A SECRET
SERV!C~~
comes
in~
';
They're ready,
SECRET SERVICEMAN
~r. President.
A long beat, and Sam gets up.
He looks very disturbed.
INT. THE CONVENTION HALL - NIGHT

The President stands at one lectern; Senator Jim Taylor at
the other. Jim Taylor looks full of life: the President
looks like he's been poleaxed. Heff and Doc watch Sam
Parr as he speaks.
SAM (haltinglYl
Well, I think we can be proud of
do something we should be proud
of to conquer despair
poverty in other areas parts
of the globe in a time of
generosity of peace and
prosperity to admit to our
generosity
TELEVISION SCREEN
Tom Martin, the anchorman -- Sitting next to him is Lacy

Morrow.
MARTIN
With me now is White House
correspondent Lacy Morrow. Lacy,
this certainly wasn't the
President's finest hour, was it?
LACY
Well, the spin-doctors are trying to
put the best possible face on it,
Tom, but I've certainly seen the
President perform better. He didn't
have any of his natural rhythms. He
had a hard time getting to the
point. It was what I would call a
very flaccid performance.
MARTIN
He was stiff
LACY
But disjointed. He may have been

stiff, but the
r rmance was
know, it '!II
f
and, as we
t
counts,
rEormallce
says:
MARTIN
What
9.
INT. AIR FORCE ONE - NIGHT
Eyes glazed, staring straight ahead, the President sits in

the darkness, a drink in his hands. Heff sits next to
him, staring straight ahead, too, saying nothing. A long
beat, and then finally -SAM
How bad was !?
HEFF (after a beat)
I don't know; we'll see the numbers
tomorrow.
Sam says nothing, a long beat, he sips his drink.
doesn't look at Heff.
SAM (quietly)
was out at the farm -- it was my
dad's farm, it's Mose's now. It's
where I grew up.
I
HEFF (losing patience)

know all that. I'm not asking you
to compose a campaign biography
here. I composed your campaign
biography.
I
te
'\.
A long beat -- Sam sips his drink.

SAM
I was tired. Connie came in from
L.A. She told me she's getting
divorced again.
HEFF
So what -- your daughter's getting
divorced again. What does that have
to do with anything?
SAM (reflectively)
It depressed me. I didn't raise her
to get divorced all the time. I
don't know what's happening to the
values in this country, Heff.
HEFF (after a long beat)
Mr. President, please -SAM
tired, r was depressed. Mose
the Jack
stu
hitt
to
's. I went
it off.
(a beat; he smiles I
I was in there
I love that barn.
I was a k
all the t
I
He
10.
i.e
So?
SAM (directly)
So r woke up with a hard-on and
poked a cow.
Heff sits there a long beat, doesn't look at him.

r'm sorry? .
HErF (quietiy)
SAM (impatient)
r poked a cow. I grew up on a farm,
for Pete's sake. It's as a11American as the fireworks on the
Fourth of July.
HEFF (in ShOCk)

You poked you mean -SAM
Yeah, I fucked her.

A long beat, and then Heff closes his eyes.
INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - MORNING

Heff and Doc sit there. With them are: MARK SIMPSON, 34,
yuppie-ish, a Presidential speech writer. BILLY LONG, 48,
a battle-axe of a woman, very plain, the White House Press
Secretary. CLARK CRAWFORD, 72, patrician, distinguished.
a Democratic kingmaker and advisor to many Presidents.
There is a silence in the room.
other, then --
They don't look at each
CRAWFORD
I'm sorry. I cannot accept this.
do not believe this.
MARK (a slight smile)

It is unprecedented, I'll do some
rea<ITnq, but --
CRAWFORD
I have been advising Presidents
since Franklin. I have sat in this
office and discussed a great many

eeccadilloes. Mr. Hoover was very
lndustrious about brinqing them to
our attention.
this tn
Ab, hell, Clark, he didn't steal any
money,
Christ's sa~e.
11.
CRAWFORD
r wish he would have!
DOC
You want a crook in the White House?
CRAWFORD
I have many years of experience
dealing with those kinds of
problems.
A beat, and the President walks into the room.
very chipper.
He looks
SAM
Good morning.
He looks at them, smiles. They avoid his lOOK.
down casually behind his big desk.
He sits
SAM (looks them over)

Well, I see you've all been briefed.
A long beat as they avoid his look.
BILLY (finally)
There is hardly any slippage from
the debate. We lost two points.
We're 26 up. Figure the media will
keep replaying the debate tape for
72 hours: we'll lose, at the max,
four more.
Nobody says anything.

DOC (smiles)
They love you, Mr. President.
A long beat: nobody says anything.
SErF (hesitantly)
How do you feel, Mr. President?
SAM
Great.
They look at him.
! slept like a baby.
He grins.
SAM (suddenly serious)

All right. We've g~t a decis
consider, but I want to say a
personal
to you.
He get:!! up and
and easygoing.
a:!! he talkS: he is completely
Ie
SAM
I'm just an old count
boy. you
know. What happened in that barn
happens all the time in Nebraska.
It's like going up the water tower
after the senior prom, it's like
having a beer with your dad the day
you turn 18, like going to the
cemetery with a picnic basket on
Memorial Day. I woke up in that
barn and got a little nostalgic,
that's all.
(he smiles)
Maybe I wanted to feel like I was 14
again.
(a beat: he smiles)
Maybe I ~ getting old.
A long beat, and then, finally --
DOC (quietly)
Like hell you are, Sam. Like hell
you are.
A long beat, and then --
Is it illegal?
illegal?
t'\ e
CRAWFORD (with distaste)

Is -- what you did
~
...
,-<0"
'.~i
SAM (casually)
Sure it is. But if they started
putting everybody in jail for it,
they'd turn Nebraska into Devil's
Island.
(he grins)
We've got more cowpokes in the
Midwest than they do in the Rockies.
A long beat, as they consider that.
MARK
I have to ask you, Mr. President

is what you did -- is it a recurring
problem? Is there a history theY
can allege -SAM (dismissinglYI
I haven't poked one in 50 years.
There is a long pause,
te
Doc stands up suddenly.
(elliot
I
can't pu
out, Sam!
screwed a cow! They'll screw the
country!
beat as Sam
13.
raph?
What about the
DOC (emotionally)
So what if they've got one! What
are they going to do with it? Who's
going to show the President of the
United States in flagrante on the
Evening News?
IHLLY
Whether the networks use it would

depend on how revealing it is. I
don't know about the meohanics of
this, oow-wise. How
you .
SAM (smiles l
Very oarefully. But if you're an
old-style liberal Demoorat, with
great feeling.
DOC (emotionally)
They're bluffing! We don't even
know if they've really got a
picture!
A
long beat, as they consider it.

CRAWFORD
What if a photograph dues surface?
What if it does become an issue.
What is your defense, Mr. President?
That everyone who grows up in
Nebraska does it?
DOC (emotionally)
Yes! They got chili in Texas,
orange juice in Florida, maple syrup
in Ohio, and cows in Nebraska!
A long beat, as they look at Doc.
BILLY
suppose we could try to extend our
case to Iowa, Kansas, Oklahoma,
Arkansas -I
We're never
it ali MEl!r
able to make
,Eli
(suddenly)
What di
rence does it make what he
h
bedroom
in
pri
or his barn? Isn't that the kind
r
f
we 5
?
14~
DOC
You're damn right it is! We can

turn it around on the bastards and
make it a civil rights issue!
As they think about that, the President's phone RINGS. He
picks it up, listens, then hits a button his desk. The
big TV set in the back of the room comes ALIVE. We see
the anchorman, Tom Martin, on screen
MARTIN
In a blistering address to the VFW
Convention in St. Louis, Republican
Vice Presidential candidate Michael
Forrester attacked what he referred
to as "a long history of Democratic
corruption."
FORRESTER, of Wyoming, is a big, beefy man in his 50's.
(e
FORRESTER (on screen)

They're not the party of Roosevelt,
they're the party of Wilbur Mills
and Wayne Hays and Gary Hart and Jim
Wright and Barney Frank. They are
the party of godlessness, harlotry,
and abortion. Are they the kind of
people you want leading your
America?
Sam shuts the set OFF -- a long beat.
DOC (emotionally)
What about Spiro Agnew getting paid
off with his bags full of steaks?
What about Rockefeller dying in the
saddle humping his secretary? What
about that Texas dwarf with his
hard-on, chasing --
HEFF (reflectively)
Why would they bring all that up
now?
A long beat.
CRAWFORD
DO you know what I wish, Mr,
President? Do you know what I
desperately wish? I
sn
liberals would be more conservative
r dai
rs.
SAM (after a beat, smiles)
Then we WOUldn't really be liberals.

we,
rk?
lS~
CRAWFORD
I've always believed in hypocrisy .
Not me.
SAM (smiles)
DOC (affectionately)
God bless you, Sam!
REFF (after a beat, quietly)

They',e setting us up. They',e not
bluffing. They've got the
photograph.
I agree.
SAM (after a beatl
He looks disturbed.
HEFF (angry)
I want the e!A and FB! Directors in
my office in twenty minutes!
SAM (calmly)
Please make sure they don't abuse
their sanctions.
HEFF (smiles)
Absolutely, Mr. President.
INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - AFTERNOON

He sits. alone, turned away from his desk, staring out the
window at the setting sun.
He reaches for his phone, picks it up.
SAM
Where's my wife?
(he listens)
!'d like to come up and see her.
A beat, and he hangs the phone up and continues to stare
out the window.
INT.
THE LIVING QUARTERS UPSTAIRS - AFTERNOON
Sam wa sin. Emi ,in her early-60's, is watching a

painting being hung. Three young women AIDES are with
her. The painting, consisting of a few lines, is very
tact.
(to S<IJIl)
It's a Palligo.
(she looks at the pa
I
te it, don't
1
ingl
16.
SAM (after a beat)

I sure do.
are you hanging it
up if you hate it?
E.~ILY
He's from the Third World. He's

coming to the dinner for the Indian
Vice-President.
She shrugs.
SAM (grins)
Seat him next to Nixon.
She looks at him, the twinkle of a slight smile --
EMILY
You're awful, Sam.
He looks at her -- there is a sadness between them now.
SAM (smiles)
I know it.
(a beat)
What the hell. I've always been
awful.
They look at each other a beat.
SAM
Can I talk to you alone, Emily?

She looks at him, surprised.
EMILY (to the Aides)

Would you excuse us, please?
The women leave. They look at each other.
know how to begin.
Sam doesn't
EMILY
I have a reception for the National
Council of the Junior League in 4S
minutes, Sam.
SAM
Emily, I'm the President of the

United States
EMILY
-- And I'm the First Lady, Sam.
've got
ne. And
in 4S
'VI!!
teill.
and I'vl!! got

to be
17.
S~
r know you're the First Lady, mily,

but if r can make time for you, you
can make time for me, too, can't

you?
EMILY (after a beat, sadly)

You haven't made time for me in
thirty years, Sam.
They look at each other a long beat.
EMILY
What is it, Sam? Tell me.
He looks at her a beat, then away.
S~
(with difficulty)
They've got some dirt they're

threatening to use in the campaign.
She says nothing: he looks at her: her face is a mask.
EMILY (after a long beat)

What do you want from me, sympathy,
Sam? Don't you think that really is
asking too much? I feared the day-would come when one of your
adventures would I've learned
to seal myself off, Sam. The
children are grown. They've known
about your little sweetmeats
for years. Connie, I'm afraid, has
become as promiscuous as you are.
I'm sorry, Sam. I'm sorry for
you and I'm sorry for me and
I'm sorry for what it's going to do
to the country if it gets out. But
that's the best I can do.
/e
SAM (after a long beat)

I know. I just wanted to give you
advance warning.
EMILY (sadly)
I got my advance warning thirtyseven years ago, the first time I
discovered you were unfaithful
me. Although I'm sure that if I had
been discerning, I would have
r
A
it earl
at
EMILY (
lesl
00 you remember that little
lived in in Chevy
first came here?
Cha~e
He says nothing, looks at her.
Ie
EMILY (smiles)
We were happy there, weren't we,
Sam? It had that little yard in the
back -- the kids were little -you'd come home from work early,
we'd cook in the back yard ...
She trails off.
SAM (quietly)
I remember.
EMILY (after a beat)

don't know whatever made me think
of it.
(she looks at her watch)
I have to go, Sam.
I
He looks at her, nods.

EMILY
Who is it -- that little television
reporter, Sam?
Sam looks at her a beat, then shakes his head.
EMILY
Don't lie to me, Sam -- at least
we've had that. You've never lied
to me -- i~not a small thing in
WaShington.
SAM
It's not her.
She looks at him a long beat.
Is there anything else I don't know
about?
SAM (after a beat)
What do you mean?
Any
with?
EMILY
else they can dirty you
ing
Hll! jUliit can't
SAM
uncomfortable -- then
to tell
19.
~~ILY (after a best)
You look tired. Sam. Try to rest.
You may not believe it, but you're
not a spring chicken anymore.
She smiles at him with feeling -- a beat, and then he

smiles at her. She turns to walk out.
SAM (quietly)
Thank you, Emily.
She doesn't hear it; but then, he said it so softly he
didn't want her to hear it.
EXT. THE TRUMAN BALCONY OF THE
~ttITE
HOUSE - NIGHT
He sits out on the balcony, a drink in his hand, a phone

next to him. He stares. He piCKS the phone up. He looks
very tired.
SAM
Can you get my son for me, please?
A long beat, as he waits -INTERCUT
-- And we see SAM PARR, JR., a good-looking, easy-goin9
man in his 40's on the phone in his ranch-style house 1n
Denver.
SAM (very tired)
How's the insurance business?
His smile is forced.
SAM JR. (smiles)
Hey, Dad
did you get my wire
after the debate? I thought you
were great, Dad.
SAM
I stunk up the joint and you know
it.
SAM JR.
New, you were just a little tired,
that's all.
SAM
am ti
SAM JR. (after a

okay?
, Dad -- are
20.
SAM (with difficulty)

No, I'm not okay. r want to talk to
you about sOmething.
A long beat -- he doesn't know what to say.
SAM JR.
Lighten up, Dad -- it can't be that
bad.
At that moment, Sam's grandchildren, MILLIE, 6, and JOEY,
8, grab the phone from Sam Jr.
MILLIE
Hi, Grandpa! We saw you on the
TV! You were good, Grandpa!
SAM (with difficulty)
Why, thank you, darling.
MILLIE
You want to talk to Joey? Joey got
a new goldfish. He murdered the
other one.
,e
I did notl
Grandpa!
JOEY (grabs phone)

I did not murder it,
'Bye, Grandpa!
MILLIE (grabbing phone)

Love you!
'Bye, Grandpa!
JOEY (grabbing phone)

Love you!
SAM (emotionally)
I love you, too, goodbye.
SAM JR. (gets phone back)
Sorry. What is it you wanted to
talk to me about, Dad?
Sam freezes -- how can he talk to him
~?
SAM (after a beat)

Never mind. Listen, r've got to
go. r've got Gorbachev on the other
line.
Dad!
SAM JR. (suddenly upset)

Wait a minute, Dad I There's
,
on
the Russ
i
i
Good
eer.
SAM
ght, kiddo.
I'll talk to you
21~
And he hangs up and just sits there, staring out into the
darkness
EXT. THE ROSE GARDEN - NIGHT
walks -- there are Secret Servicemen allover the place
trying to be unobtrusive.
He
NOTE: The Secret Servicemen wear sunglasses whenever they

appear, even at night.
Doc Barley sees him as he is getting into his car.
goes over to him.
Doc
DOC
'What are you doing out here, Sam?

I
SAM (looks disturbed)

just wanted to get some air, Doc.
Doc walks with him as they head toward the White House
gates with this battalion of Secret Servicemen trying to
blend into the darkness.
SAM
You know something, Doc? Sometimes

I think I never should have l!l the
darn farm
DOC
Well, just think what shape this

country'd be in if you never
would've lived here.
He gestures toward the White House.
SAM (smiles I
This country's in great shape no
matter what happens. Vietnam.
Watergate. Irangate. Contragate.
Assassinations. AIDS. We're still
tickin9
DOC
It we got through all that, we can

get through Cowgate, too.
looks at h
and grins.
They keep walking.
DOC
Now you lhten to

whored
1c
ye.u:'l
here,
Sam.
town
when you
(MOREl
I've
at the
l:
rst
DOC (CONT'DI
were so poor, you used to
to
every cocktail party in town to fill
your pockets with hors d'oeuvre so
you'd have some dinner. You
remember that? You never took a
penny in your life, you always had
one consideration: the people ..
and maybe pussy. I don't care if
you hump hummingbirds, hamsters, and
one-eyed rhinos. I'm not going to
let you drop out of this race.
~ou
A long beat, as they walk.

SAM
love this country. I don't want

to do anything to hurt it.
!
DOC
You pullout, Sam -- you'll hurt
it. That nitwit Vice-President of
yours with his ladi-dah West Coast
ideas doesn't stand a chance against
Jim Taylor and you know it. You
think Jim Taylor cares about the
people? He cares about Texas Oil
and Boeing and the defense budget
and the suburbs. Jim Taylor living
here would make Nixon look like FOR
and Reagan look like Abe Lincoln!
Think about it, Saml You want Jim
and Tammy Bakker lying there
together doing Christ knows what on
that horsehair mattress in the
Lincoln bedroom? Never mind you and
your cow, that's obscene!
A long beat as they keep walking toward the gate.
SAM (quietly)
This country's like a big bus, Doc.

And all the people in it want to
make sure that the man at the wheel
isn't going to go off the cliff.
What are they going to think if this
stuff comes out?
and Doc look at each other a beat, and then they keep
walking. And the Tourists who are down at the White House
at
1 times during the day and night see the Presinow
start to
Secret Servicemen
r
as he stands
re
waves as
h
Sam leoks at him.
23.
INT. HIS BEDROOM He walks in.
He looks ve
tired.
The room is dark.
LACY
Surprise;
He puts the lights on, sees her under the sheets. She
wears blacK lingerie. Lacy Morrow is a very beautiful
woman. He stands there, looking at her.
SAM (a slight smile)
I'm tired, honey.
LACY (big smile I

Well, get in here, Sam, I'll freshen
you up.
He sits down on the side of the bed, lOOKS at her.
SAM (gently)
Don't you ever worry that this
might go public somehow?
.-
LACY
People wouldn't mind with you.
Everybody knew about JFK. God, Sam,
I'm so sorry I missed JFK, I was
just a baby.
SAM (a little jealous)
JaCK had a bad baCK.
LACY
He had to move very, very slowly.
A beat
up.
he smiles at her sort of sadly
and then gets
SAM
I'm going to find a
Good night.
couch.
LACY
Are you serious? What's the matter,
Sam? Something's the matter, Sam.
I just know it.
SAM
's thlll matter.

LACY
was
can
in Cleve
r, and kiss!!!!!
s under the cover
gently on
r a
24.
SAM
You said r was flaccid
imagine
that, on nationwide TV, you called
me flaccid. You. Of all people.
That's a helluva thing to say about
a man.
His hand is under the sheet; we can tell he is fondling
her breast.
LACY (smiles)
You're not flaccid now, Sam. You're
the President of the-Dnited
States. You don't want to sleep on
the couch, Sam.
Oh boy.
SAM (to himself. quietly)
LACY
You're the most loving man I know,
Sam. I sleep better knowing you're
in the White House.
She is gUiding his hand.
SAM
I'm the horniest man I know.

always been my curse.
It's
She guides his hand lower, starts breathing deeper.

LACY
And my and America's blessing.
SAM
I guess I'm too old for the couch.

LACY
Yes, you are.
And he moves onto the bed next to her.
INT. HIS BEDROOM - MORNING
He is asleep; Lacy is cur led around him.
come storming into the room.
Mr. Ptll!sidentl
Jesus, esff,
I
HErr
SAM
Heff and Doc
{very agitatedj
isn't a damn peep
25.
HEFE'
It's a matter of national security,

Mr. President!
Oh my God!
LACY (getting excited)

It's the Libyans again,
isn't it?
HEFE'
Out, Lacy!
Now.
Lacy gets out of bed, half-covered with the sheet.

ogles her.
LACY
r can't go, Sam. rt's my
They'll fire me.
Doc
!!!.
Sam sits up on the side of the bed in his pajamas, rubs

his eyes.
LACY
Please let me stay, Sam.
(e
'{
SAM
Go on, honey. Don't worry, if it's
Khadafi again, I'll give y~u your
scoop.
She moves toward the door hesitantly, turns baCK.
LACY
Do you promise, Sam?
I
do.
SAM
LACY
Is it a firm promise?
SAM
Unequivocal.
And Lacy, trailing the sheet, is gone.
leavt!.
Doc watches her
DOC (admiringly)
You've still got the eye, Sam!
lookll at Heff, who lookS agitated.
in brown envelope. A be.n:, a

we
't
opens it,
at iii
rllph -puts it
beat, and then Sam
is head
the envelope. They watch him. He stands up, st:.ret
goes to a window, looks out.
1.
REFF
Victory Mackey brought it to my
office. They want an answer in an
hour, Mr. President. Unless they
get the answer they want, they're
going to the media.
DOC
ruck 'em. ruck the media! What are
they gonna do with it? They don't
do cowfucking on the
fig NewS!
HErr
It's worse than I thouoht. There's
no frontal nudity, Mr,'President.
All you can see is your bare butt.
her bare butt, and the smile on your
face. It looks like it was staged
to make the Evening News.
SAM (after a beat)
All you can see is that I'm standing
behind Elsie.
DOC
How do you know her name's Elsie?

SAM
Every cow we ever had was called

Elsie.
la beat)
It doesn't show me doing anything.
liEE'F
I wiSh it would. Nobody could run
it then.
SAM (turning from window)
I need some coffee.
He walks out of the bedroom to a sitting room.

They
follow him -- Heff grabs a phone and orders coffee.
INT. TU SITTING ROOM - DAY
The President looks upset. Doc stands there, watching

himl he looks calm. Heff comes into the room, very upset.
HEF!'
They want to get down into the mud.
let's get down in the mud! Let's
Jimbo's extra-curr
II
SAM
'r get down in the mud, Heff.

I never have and I never will.
27.
DOC
r checked Jimbc out the day after
his nomination.
SAM (startledj
You did?
DOC
He's olean.
HEFF
Nobody's olean except maybe George

McGovern and he's dead!
SAM
No, he is n ' t
HEFF
Yes, he is.
He died in November of
'72
DOC
Jimbo jacks-off all the time.

That's it.
SAM (smiles)
It figures.
A beat.
HEFF
They want an answer, Mr. President.
What do we tell them?
SAM (nervous)
I need a cigarette.
HEFr (very upset)
If you start smoking again, it's
going to be more controversial than
Elsiel
SAM (upset)
George Bush got away with no
broccoli!
DOC (stern)
He's right, Sam.
,
I
them
can't thl!Y ever get the damn order
right?
He starts goi
RINGING.
on!!
28.
Oh, shit!
HEFF
It's the hot line!
DOC
That's all we needed -- what does he
want?
Sam goes to the phone warily, picks it up.
SAM
Hello?
(he listens)
Yes, Mike. How are you?
(he listens)
Well, ! appreciate that, Mike.
(he lis tens)
Well, sometimes these things happen
in our campaigns.
Heff and Doc look at each other.
SAM (on the phone)
r just got the photograph a couple

minutes ago myself.
HEFF (to Doc, angrily)
Goddamnitl
r knew itl
DOC (angrily)
I knew itl
SAM (on phone)

That's nice of you, Mike. It really
is. Thank you, I appreciate it.
He hangs up.
They stare at him.
SAM
He got it last night already.
DOC
I ~ they were behind this.
SAM
Come on, Doc -- nix on that
Nixon?
HEFr (upset)
What about Nixon?
SAM
-- We're a liberal administration.
in glasnost.
I'm a liberall
DOC
Jackson liberal I
they get it
not behi
it?
I'm a JFK-LBJ-Scoop
How the hell did
~ did if they're
29
HEFF
Sound travels faster than light in
this town, that's how.
SAM
It's just the KGB. You know how
well-connected they are. Mike was
calling to help. He says they've
got a lot of cowpokes in Russia,
too.
HE!'F (exel ted I
Did he poke one? Will he cop to
it? We're in the clear if he goes
public. His favorabie rating is
still higher than Bob Hope's.
A long beat -- as Sam thinks about all of this.
He
reaches for a phone.

SAM (on phone)
Get Senator Taylor for me.
They watch him: what's he going to say?
A long beat.
SAM
Jimbo?
(a beat)
No deal.
And he hangs up -- Doc is jubilant: Reff looks very concerned.
DOC
God bless you, Mr. President.

Sam and Reff look at each other a long beat.
afraid and proud at the same time.
tNT. EElS NEWS READQOARTERS -
NEW YORK -
Heff lOOKS
DAY
Three men are walking through the labyrinthine newsroom.

ARTHUR SAMPSON is in his 60's, the Chairman of the Board
of EBS, a well-kept, handsome man. ELLIOT KOHNER is in
his 50'5, the head of the EElS news division. With them is
anchorman Tom Martin.
SAMPSON
I talked
Max Frankel and Ben.
T~ey have their copies.
Se do CBS,
NBC and ABC.
to
it?
30.
+.
SAMPSON
They're calling us the same
we're calling them, to see what
we're going to do with it and What
they're going to do with it.
KOHNER
We're having it analyzed -- it's a
waste of time -- nooody's got the
negative.
MARTIN
Well, it certainly looks like Sam.
SAMPSON
Please. I am not even going to
consider the possibility that this
is the President of the United
States engaged in -- in -- without
total, absolute, scientific
verification.
MARTIN (innocently)
Where did you grow up, Arthur?
SAMPSON
Where did I grow up? What does that
have to do with it? I grew up in
Boston. Where did you grow up?
MARTIN (slight smile)
I grew up in Estes, Iowa.
SAMPSON
I don't understand the relevance
MARTIN (wiping smile off)
Never mind.
They walk into a small, cubicle-like office.
sits there.
Lacy Morrow
LACY (smiles)
Arthur, Elliot -- hi, what a
pleasant surprise --
Elliot takes a photograph out of an envelope, puts it in

front of her -- we don't see the photograph.
Lacy looks at it and breaks out in wi
laughter.
,uncontrol
31.
LACY
What am I laughing about? It's
sick this is supposed to be the
President of the United States doing
it to a cow?
Yes i t is.
SAMPSON
She starts to laugh again.

KOHNER
Please take a close look at the

photograph, Lacy.
She laughs again and then her laugh freezes.
LACY
Are you serious?
We're serious.
MARTIN
LACY
But you can't be -- this is supposed
to be
She trails off, stares at it.
Is it him?
MARTIN
She looks at Martin.

SAMPSON
Is it
Sorry.
~?
Iowa.
MARTIN
She stares at them.
LACY
Come on. Come on!
Come on, you guyS!
I mean -- really!
Are you nuts?
MARTIN
Look at ths photograph, Lacy.

She looks at all three of them.
LACY
does that mean?
32.
KOHNER (hard)
You know what it means. It means
we knew about the President's
proclivities. That's one of the
reasons you're covering the White
House.
Ie
LACY (offended)
If I told my friend Gloria Steinem
what you just said to me
KOttNER
I said it was one of the factors -- a

very minor, almost negligible, though
not completely irrelevant factor.
She stares at them.
MARTIN (quietly)
Look at the photograph, Lacy.
Please.
A long beat, and then she looks at the photograph for a
long beat.
Oh my God.
LACY (quietly)
She stares at it.

SAMPSON
How do you know, my dear?
LACY (in a whisper)

I've seen that smile.
She keeps staring at the photograph.
I
see.
SAMPSON
INT. A VAST COWFERENCE ROOM - DAY

It is a meeting of the National Security Counci1.
VICE-
PRESIDENT PETER GRAHAM chairs the meeting and sits at the
head of the long, beautifully-burnished mahogany conference table. He is 44, a good-looking, dark-haired, you n 9looking man.
Sitting around the table,
of them, are:
GENERAL BENJAMIN
Chairman of the
ROBERT RASTINGS
, almost skeletal, in his 50'!l,
wl!!i!u:i
swire-rimmed glass!!!s,
rector.
33.
ANDREW MARLEY -- thin. almost sKeletal, in his 50's, wearing gold wire-rimmed glasses, the CIA Direotor .
JOSTIN ANDERSON -- short, bald, priestly, the Secretary of
Sta.te.
JOE CARSON -- broad-shouldered, in his 40's, black, the
Attorney General.
DONALD YANUCCI -- horn-rimmed glasses, very trim, 50's,
the Secretary of Defense.
ABE GOLDMAN -- 50's, fiery, a. pepper-pot of a man, the
Secretary of the Interior.
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM
I've asked you to come here to this
special meeting of the council in
the utmost secrecy to discuss the
gravest matter of national security:
the competence of the President of
the United States to govern.
As he speaKs, we see that most of the men in this room
don't like him.
Will you please pass these down?
We see a stack of photographs -- we don't see the photo
itself. As they pass them down, we see their facial reactions: some are open-mouthed, some cough, some shOW no
response, some turn it upside down and back.
The Vice-President and Secretary of State Anderson give
each other a smug, victorious look as the others look at
their photo.
INT. THE CONFERENCE ROOM - LATER
Everyone just sits thece, their photograph in front of
them. A long beat.
Who would like to begin?
GENERAL WOODS
Does Sam know you called this
meeting?
idering the matter at hand, and

cons
ing
own consti
ional
respons tlit es and our possible
courses of action, I thought it best
not to advise the President.
GENERAL WOODS
'5
kick
r !!!l
.--
34.
SECRETARY OF STATE ANDERSON (nervous)

want to make clear that we are not
here to pass on the authenticity of
this alleged incident. We are here
to consider the domestic and global
national security implications posed
by the potential international
dissemination of these allegations.
I
GENERAL WOODS
(to Graham)
Sam's still gonna kick your ass.

A
long beat.
GENERAL WOODS
don't see what the big whoop-dedoo is. Sam's always stuck it into
~nything that walks.
He tied one on
and it happens.
I
ATTORNEY GENERAL CARSON

You mean he was drunk? The
President of the United States ,was
drunk?
SECRETARY OF INTERIOR GOLDMAN
Well, I'd have to be pretty damn
drunk to do it!
SECRETARY OF DEFENSE YANUCCI
How much is the President drinking?
FBI DIRECTOR HAS~INGS
He's always liked his Jack D~niel's
at the end of the day. He's not
joyriding around the ranch like LBJ
did with a six-pack or crawling
around on his hands and knees with
Kissinger like Nixon did.
SECRETARY: OF INTERIOR GOLDMAN
His drinking has always beena. part
of his political strategy. When he
was in the Senat~, he voted with the
North and drank with the Soutb, and
every bill he cared about got
through.
What about the black box? Nukes and
's don't mix.
GENERAL WOODS
the box. No
President I've ever known even knows
to open it,
't worry
That stuns everyone a beat.
35.
ATTORNEY GENERAL CARSON.

There's no evidence that the man in
this photograph is the President of
the United States. There's no
evidence of any kind even that this
photograph is real.
GENERAL WOODS (laughs)
Are you kidding? That'S Sam. How
much do you want to bet that's Sam?
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
We are already analyzi
the
photograph -- the glossy itself. We
don't have the negative, of course,
,but we are covertly active in
determining the photo lab where it
was processed.
FBI DIRECTOR HASTINGS
We are overtly covertly active in
making that determination.
What does overtly covertly mean?
It means we are not doing what we're
doing. To put it another way -- we're
doing what we're not doing.
ATTORNEY GENERAL CARSON (after a beat)
Observe your sanctions.
MARLEY AND HASTINGS (together)
Of course.
The New York Times, the Washington
Post, and the networks were
aerrvered copies this morning.
That stuns everyone.
A long beat.

Who the hell delivered 'em?
active in making that
nat
Ie
,
letly)
I
t
36.
te
Vice-President Graham looks like he is desperately trying

to hide a secret smile.
Are you crazy? In the final month
of the campaign? We'd be handing
over the White House to them!
SECRETARY OF STATE ANDERSON
The Vice-President wi
GENERAL WOODS (to Graham)
The Vice-President's going cO get
reamed worse than that COw!
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (angrily)
resent that! I've served in the
Senate, in the state legislature
I
In California!
GENERAL WOODS
My personal life is clean.
'.
Aw, bullshi t !
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (offended)

I beg your pardon?
You're from California! You think
anybody in America thinks
Californians are clean? They think
you're from outer space.
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (eaken aback)
President Reagan was from California -GENERAL WOODS (angrily)
ae was from Notre Dame I
FBI DIRECTOR HASTINGS (after a beat)
Perhaps we're overstating the
potential public reaction to this.
DIRECTOR /A.l\.RLE'l
perhaps we're not.
is
ranl:
!
INTERIOR
SECRETARY
're the Californian, you should
""0"" t on that!
I:'i
r;CILLJN,1:<
37
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (angrily)

There is nothing in American history
to --
GENERAL WOODS
Come on! We've had politicians
doing it on the Capitol steps, doing
it in the Potomac Basin, doing it in
the White House closer -FBI DIRECTOR HASTINGS
Who?
The closet?
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
Harding.
Hastings gives Marley a dirty look.

GENERAL WOODS
Doing it on the way to the Bahamas,
doing it on the stainless steel
counter in the Senate cloakroom.
How do you think Nixon got that 18minute gap on the tape?
Nixon?
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY

don't believe it
GENERAL 1'10005
With J.F.K., they had to use triple

chlorine to de-sperm the West Wing
pool.
FBI DIRECTOR HASTINGS (to General)
How do yo~ know that? That's
confidentlal FBI info -GENERAL 1'10005
So now we've got a politician doing

it in a barn. That cow couldn't
have been any worse than Fanny
Foxxe.
Which one was she?
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
Ibur Mills.
SEcRETARY
(to Gel'llU'all
're right.
GENERAL
WOODS
're damn right I'm rightl
e is a
as th!!!y condo!!!!:
38.
SECRETARY OF STATE ANDERSON (quiecly)

What about India?
India?
GENERAL WOODS
What about India?
Sacred cows.
Sacred cows?
SECRETARY OF STATE ANDERSON (quietly)


Their cows, they're sacred.
SECRETARY or DEFENSE YANUCCI
So they're sa -- oh, shit.
A
long pause.
No one knows what to say.

India will break diplomatic
relations with us.
GENERAL WOODS
They're all Hindusl
--
SECRETARy OF STATE ANDERSON

So?
GENERAL WOODS (grins)
The Hindus'll get pissed, but the
Muslims
the Muslims'll love us
for it.
SECRETARY OF DEFENSE yANaCeI
We've been seeking ways of reaching
Islam anyway, haven't we?
SECRETARy OF STATE ANDERSON (tentative)
Yes?
GENERAL WOODS (t r i umphan t: )
That's what Sam was thinking of. He
was trying to stop terrorisml
I'm afraid I don't understand.
GENl.:RAL WOODS
It's brilliant! You poke a COWl the
hate
I
The Muslims hate
Hindus hate us. so
~:::.::.==--=.::.~ ha t i fig us.
39.

The Muslims call their terrorists
off. The world is a better plaoe.
All because Sam Parr sohtupped a
cow. It's brilliant. He should get
the Nobel Prize.
But the Hindus will still hate us!
Not if they want to be a part of the
Parr Plan for Progress they won't!
Not if they want to get some big
bucks from us!
You don't understand. Those cows
are sacred to them. They eare more
about their gods than our dollars.
You wanna bet?
walksl
\-
,.6
SECRETARY OF DEFENSE YANUCCI (laughs)

Money talks, cowshit
GENERAL WOODS
Fuck the Hindusl They don't have any
terrorists, that's what counts.
It's eyeball-to-eyeball diplomacy,
at its very best.
There is a long beat -- as people around the table start
to smile.
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (in defeat)
I didn't think of that.
EXT. THE WEITE HOUSE GARDEN - DAY
Sam stands there. horseshoes in his hand, with Heff.
doesn't throw any. He looks shaken.
SAM
My God. what have I done? Sacred cows

and I 00 you know the fondness, the
special affection r have for those
people, those poor, miserable people?
Bur
you feel about India, Mr,

had
, Mr,
Mr,
,.."e
~
rter
Iran, Mr. Reagan had
C"lIJ: agu<i!I --
He
40.
SAM
When I was in Congress, I went to

Calcutta . one of those damn factfinding junkets .. What I saw there ..
it changed my life.
(a long beat)
Goddamn it.
He throws a horseshoe.
It's a perfect ringer.

SAM
Goddamn me to hell.
He throws another horseshoe.
how upset he is.
Another ringer.
HEFF
(to console him)
Heff sees
I don't think the media is going to do
anything. They still feel bad about

Gary Hart. They're going to feel
guilty about Hart for another three,
four years minimum, then they'll
destroy somebody else. Besides, all
they've got right now is one glossy
photograph.
Sam throws another horseshoe, says nothing, looks very
upset. It is another perfect ringer.
HEFE'
Mr. President -- if this thing

leaks, it's not going to be a leak,
it's going to be a blowout. It's
not going to be a blowout, it's
going to be the biggest blowout
since Challenger.
Sam throws another horseshoe. Another perfect ringer.
starts walking down to the other end to get the horseshoes; Heff walks with him.
SAM
What are you trying to tell me,

Heff?
HEFE'
You're going out on the campaign

trail this weekend, that's what.
No way.
go out, you press
let everybody see you at your downhome, charismatic best.
He
41.
SAM (upset)
The polls say r can stay right here
They!! Reagan's flight
controllers, you know. ! don't like
to fly anymore.
HEFF
If this thing blows, we're going to
need all the stored-up goodwill we
can get.
SAM
If this things blows, Heff, letting
them see me at my down-home,
charismatic best is going to do
about as much good as poor Hubert
did trying to treat his cancer with
Pepto-Bismol. What is all that
commotion?
They hear a woman's yelling VOICE. They turn and see Lacy
Morrow trying to get past some Secret Servicemen a couple
hundred ya~ds away.
f.
,
Oh oh.
SAM (stares at her)

Trouble
He waves to the Secret Servicemen and starts heading

toward Lacy as she come toward him.
LACY (very upset)
I don't know what to say to youl
He draws her away to a private spot where no one can hear
them.
LACY (very hurt, angry)
(very hurt, angry)
I don't know what to say to you,
Saml How could you with that
that
SAM (after a beat)

Are we off-the-record here?
LACY (quietly, astounded)

What?
SAM (directly)
Are we off-the-record or aren't

LACY (after a beat)
the record.
He looks at her a long beat and then he smiles and shakes

h
head.
42.
LACY (hurt)
You don't believe me, Sam?
think I'd -- trick you?
You
SAM (gently)
goney, you can violate
confidentiality this one time and
~ho knows?
Maybe you'd make more
money than you ever dreamed about
your Whole life.
LACY (earnestly)
I wouldn't do that to you, Sam.
SAM (tenderly)
know you feel something, Lace. I
feel something, too. Sut we both
felt that something before and
before that and before that -- and
we'll both feel it again and again
and again. So let's not lie to each
other now, honey. Trust me, this
isn't a good moment for it.
I
LACY (after a long beat)

You're right, Sam.
They slowly smile at each other.
SAA
I'll say this: Whatever it is we're

talking about or not talking about,
don't take it personally. It
doesn't have anything to do with
you.
She looks at him a long beat.
LACY
You're not going to hold this
against me, Sam, are you? Trying to
talk to you about it?
SAA
I'm a politician, honey, I always

forgive and forget.
r do, toO.
LACY (smiles)
SAA
She sees a limousine pUll up by the horseshoe area.

President Graham gets out and talks to Heff.
43,
LACY (suspicious)
What's he doing here? Is there
something going on?
SAM (grins)
He just came over for his horseshoe
lesson.
He kisses Lacy on the cheek and walks away toward Graham.
Mr, President.
SAM (to Heff)

I'd like to confer with the VlcePresident alone. please. Heff.
Petey Graham looks nervous.
HEFF (slight smile)

Yes, Mr. President.
Heff walks away. Sam goes and picks some horseshoes up,
hands some to Graham, who holds them like he is handling
something distasteful.
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (very nervous)
Mr. President, I'm here to tell you
that I asked the National Security
Council to --
~;,
SAM (smiles)
I know what you tried to do to me,
Petey.
He throws.
turn.
It's a ringer.
It's the Vice-president's
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (gulps)

I hadn't thought it out completely,
Mr. President. I never considered
Islam, for example. The
terrorists. The implications. The
ramifications.
SAM
Throw the damn shoe, Petey.
ae-President throws.
Ie's a complete misS.
SAM
nk I'm just an
to stand a
caw
t
flanks,
MORE)
44.
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (CONT'D)

(he clears his throat)
No, sir.
Sam throws.
Another ringer.
SAM
You like sea gulls, Petey?
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (nervous)
Sea gulls, Mr. President?
SAM
I'm from Nebraska; I like cows.
You're from California; I figure you
must like sea gulls.
Well, I probably don't like sea
gulls as much as you like cows, Mr.
President.
SAM (grins)
I like sea gulls, too.
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (shocked)
You do?
The Vice-President throws.
It's another complete miss.
SAM
Nothing pisses off an adult sea gull
more than to see a young chick
sticking his neck out. You know
what happens to the young chick who
stickS his neck out, Petey?
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (swallowing)
No I don't, sir.
SAM
He gets struck dead, that's what.
He throws three horseshoes.
ringers.
One after another:
perfect
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (very nervous)

Nice shooting, sir.
SAM (grins)
! hope you enjoyed your horseshoe
lesson, PI!!
( nervous)
Thank
much, sir.
!lome morli! hor
is limo.
: the Vice-
45.
INT. THE LIMO
He sits in the back, wipes the sweat off his brow, looks
very nervous. Something SMASHES off the roof -- it's like
a bomb, it scares the be jesus out of him.
What was that?
THE DRIVER
r don't know, sir.
The Vice-President looks out his back window. He sees Sam
standing there, horseshoes in his hand, watching him.
EXT. THE CAMPAIGN TRAIL
A series of QUICK CUTS of Sam and Taylor campaigning,
kissing babies, eating hot dogs, shaking hands, arriving
at airports.
MARTIN (V.O.)
Three weeks before Election Day, the
candidates appeared before crowds of
varying sizes in San Jose, Chicago,
Louisville -EXT. A SUBURBAN SHOPPING CENTER
TAYLOR
Let's keep America's eye focused on
Americans I
EXT. AN INNER CITY STREET
SM
We live in a time of peace,

prosperity, and global goodwill. Our
economy is booming; our unemployment
is at an all-time low. I say we can
afford to be generous.
EXT. A ROTARY CONVENTION
TAYLOR
Is that what you work so hard for? To
hand your money over to somebody in
iland or Guatemala or India?
SM
I say we can
we dare!
to be
If we dare!
...
46.
INT. A LIMOUSINE - NIGHT
Sam sits in the back with Heff and Doc as the motorcade
moves slowly through New ?ork City traffic.
DOC (excited)
Did you see those crowds? God bless
you, Sam, they love youl
Heff looks at his watch as the traffic comes to a complete
stop. Sam has a drink in his hand.
HErr
We should've blocked traffic.
OOC
Sam doesn't block traffic. Nixon
blocked traffic, Reagan blocked
traffic, Bush blOCked traffic. Sam
doesn't block traffic.
HErr (upset)
It's the dumbest damn idea you ever
had, DOc.
SAM (quietly)
Circle the wagons, boys.
They look at him: what is he talking about? He is staring out the window in the stopped traffic. They follow
his look. A delivery man is putting on display a long row
of tabloids at a newsstand. It is the National snitch.
The headline says: EXECUTIVE ACTION. Underneath, the
photo of Sam and the cow -- we don't see the photo
clearly.
EXT.
AIR rORCE ONE - WASHINGTON - NIGHT
AS they get off the plane

press secretary, and Mark
writer, are there. Silly
They are heading toward a
of the chopper.
-- Silly Long, the battle-axe

Simpson, the yuppie-ish speechhands them copies of the Snitch.
helicopter, speak over the NOISE
SILLY
They say they got the photo from a
reliable source.
(to Sam)
The First Lady has been calling you,
your daughter has been calling you.
Mr. Gorbachev has been calling you,
and
esidents
and
ter have
,
SAM
do Nixon and Carter
,e
BILLY
Mr. Nixon wants to talk to you about
stonewalling; Mr. Carter wants to
talk about carpentry. The Indian
Ambassador called to say the Indian
Vice-President can't come to dinner.
SAM
Shit!
EEFF
What about the networks?
BILLY
Nothing so far, it's just the
Snitch.
MARK
This is bad mojo, Mr. President.

This is very bad mojo. It's
probably going to cost us the dairy
lobby.
They get into the chopper.
INT. THE HELICOPTER

They talk over the NOISE
aUF
Let's wait for the feedback.
need some input.
We'll
DOC (holding Snitch)

We already know about the input.
SILLY
General Woods, Mr. Crawford, FBI
Oirector Hastings and CIA Oirector
Marley are already at the Oval
Office.
HEFF (to Sam I

Look -- whatever the feedback is
I want to say this right now for the
record.
'I:
i<lhal: r
any
record.
HUf' (to Sam)

somehow
We can overCOllle
, too.
'% .
SAM
Yeah, and all these

re still
i
I
INT. TEE OVAL OFFICE OF TBE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT

The President and Heff and Doc and Billy and Mark sweep In
-- Clark Crawford, advisor to Democratic Presidents, is
already there with General Woods, chairman of the Joint
Chiefs of Staff, and FBI Director Hastings and CIA
Director Marley. There is a tense, crisis atmosphere to
this meeting.
HEFF
How the hell can they have gotten
somebody past the Secret Service to
take that picture?
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
It had to be an employee at the
farm. We're active in making that
determination.
So are we.

CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
I propose we hit the Snitch's
offices.
You don't have the sanction to do
that anymorel
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
Neither do you!
SAM
A burglary? Don't you guys ever

learn anything?
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
We wouldn't use the Cubans this
time. Row about those Israelis that
trained the Colombian drug dealers?
We know we can trust the Israeli.
SAM
Forget it! No!

to hear itl
I don't even want
PHONE ringS -- Silly picks it up.
SILLY
It's the First Lady.
sAM (
I'
her back!
49.
:.
MARK
I've done some research. In 1702,

Deward Hyde, the governor of New
York, was a transvestite who
presided over the legislature
dressed in drag. There was a 19th
century congressman in Kentucky who
kept an eleven-year-old mistress.
President Buchanan was homosexual.
GENERAL WOODS
Now we're talking, Sam! There it
is! So you did a cow, so whatl We
put it into historical perspective!
CRAWFORD (to Sam)
Maybe you should consider a kind of
fireside chat, a Checkers-speech,
90's-style.
BILLY
In prime time? What about little
kids? They're still going to be up.
MARK
She's right. They had it tough

enough with Pete Rose.
f.
GENERAL WOODS
Don't worry about the kids -- any
kid with a cow in the pasture, it
wouldn't be news to him. The other
kids, they probably already used
their imaginations.
SEFF
The kids won't care about this.
Pete Rose hit 'em where it hurt.
The PSONE goes off again -- but it's the red one. the hot
line. Sam picks it up.
SAM
Si, Mike.
(a beat)
! appreciate that, Hike.
you baCk, okay?
Hi!! hanglll
r'l1 call
up.
SAM
Miklll
t
ce
1.;:~
right
t at Camp
to
isa
HEF!'
't
.-
50.
,e
SAM
He could fly over, we could ban some
chemical weapons, do some photo-ops
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
Can1t we start
some kind of limited, risk-free war
that would distract everybody?
How about a war?
shock)
SAM I
With the Russians?
HEFr
I
don't think
~ike'd
go that far.
SAM I to Mar ley)

You want to get people killed just
because I woke up with a hard-on in
a barn?
"War" is too strong. How about some
kind of action, an incursion,
something everybody could get
excited about.
MARK
We could hit some drug dealers

somewhere and do some good at the
same time.
HEFF
Are you all nuts? We can't do
anything like that. This is
October. Everybody's always waiting
for an October Surprise. The op-ed
page guys would eat us alive.
A long beat.
DOC
Well, what the hell are we going to

do?
CRAWFORD
We could set up a policy task force.
at him like he's nuts.
'.
:;
It's
get
tricane season. Maybe we'

That'd be d t racti
Ito sam)
cou
chopper in, stay
at a shelter, take some disaster
money wi
you, find some
hospitali~ed,
io babies --
S1.
SAM
I'm not staying overnight at

shelter,
GENERAL WOODS
Can we seed some tropical
depressions?
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
We don't have that capability.
FBI DIRECTOR HASTINGS (hopeful)

We're working on it.
A
pause.
GENERAL WOODS (hard)

We can't just sit here! We have to
take action!
A long beat.
.e
MARK
Can't we get some of the multinationals to help us? How about
Sony? What about that guy who
invented the Zip Code, can't he
think of something?
GENERAL WOODS (hard)

We've got to do something!
A long beat.
SAM
Well, I know what I'm going to do.
I'm tired. I'm going to go to bed.
They look at him, astounded.
SAM (smiles)
When in doubt, do right. That's
what Harry Truman said.
GENERAL WOODS
We're going to use the bomb?
HEFr lin disbelief)
We can't do that.
SAM
can't.
out
52.
INT. ARTHUR SAMPSON'S HOUSE - IN THE
~~TONS
- NIGHT
Arthur Sampson, the Chairman of the Board of EES,

th
Elliot Kohner and Tom Martin. A copy of the Snitch is in
front of them.
MARTIN (angry)
Do you mean to tell me that, with
this thing at every checkout stand
in the country -- we're not going to
say anything about it? We're not
even going to have a reaction to the
fact that it exists?
SAMPSON
It doesn't exist.
MARTIN
It's right here!
He holds it up
we see the back page, not the photo.

KOliNER
Nothing exists except a photograph

of dubious authenticity and even
more dubious taste. The Snitch
doesn't say who took the photograph.
All they say is that they've
verified its authenticity and got
the photograph from a "reliable
source."
SAMPSON
r am not going to accept their

verification, nor am I going to
accept their source. Nor am I about
to accept their standards. This
network will not lower itself to
Snitch standards of journalism.
MARTIN
Arthur, this photograph is going to
be a nuclear explosion in Washington
tomorrow. There are going to be
calls for his impeachment, his
resignation -- this is bigger than
the My Lai photos, Arthur, bigger
than the Zapruder film.
SAMPSON
Sut none of that is going to happen,
see, beCause it doesn't
Max
1 or
Roone or Lar
Tisch or Ted
or I say that it exists. And we've
b~en on the phone a
and
aqr~e that it doe~n't
t.
53.
MARTIN
What about the whole country?

is all anybody is going to be
talking about.
This
KOHNER
The country is going to be talking
about whatever we're talking about.

!'ARTIN
Come on, Elliot --,you know that's

not true. They don't talk about
what we talk about -- they listen to
what we talk about, on days when
we're lucky. What they talk about
i's what they see in the SiiITch.
KOHNER
So?
MARTIN
What do you mean -- so? We've got a
~esponsibility, a public trust
KOHNER
They talk about Elvis sightings,

too, don't they?
MARTIN (after a beat)
Yeah.
KOHNER
But we don't put Elvis sightings on

the Evening News, do we?
MARTIN
This isn't an Elvis sighting,
Elliot.
SAMPSON
For the time being, Tom, that's
exactly what it is.
INT. HIS BEDROOM - MORNING

He is aSleep.
We hear loud VOICES outside the room.

CONNIE (O.S.1
don't care if he's asleep, I want

to taU to him!
I
cHI
Just
54.
CONNIE (0.5.)
to te
him whatever I'm
he's my --
I'm goi
going to
The door sWings open. His daughter, CONNIE, is there with

Sam Jr. Connie is in her early 40's, lots of makeup, on
the svelte side.
CONNIE
The degenerate!
Father!
Sam and Connie stare at each other.
HEFF
I'm sorry, Mr. President.
SAM JR. (brightly)
Hi, Dad!
SAM
Hi, Junior. Will you leave us alone,
please, Heff?
Heff looks at them, leaves.
CONNIE (loud, enraged)
have never been so humiliated in
my life!
I
SAM
I need some coffee.

CONNIE (loud)
How could you rape that poor cow?
SAM
I'm a
I didn't rape anybody.
I don't rape, I
politician
seduce.
CONNIE (to Sam)
God, you're such a chauvinist!
You've always been such a
chauvinist!
SAM
Please.
really need some coffee.
I'll
it, Dad.
SAM JR.
(bright
CONNIE (to sam

s
I 'm
SAM JR.
ting hilll some coffee.
(
You're all alike!
Sam
All of you!
55 ~
SA"!
Thank you, Junior.

Sam Jr. leaves.
Sam gets up Erom the bed, puts his robe
on~
CONNIE:
You're disgusting!
INT. THE SITTING ROOM
They have moved to the Yellow Sitting Room.

SAM (to Connie)
If you wouldn't be leaving another one
of your damn husbands, maybe this
whole damn thing wouldn't have ever
happened.
CONNIE:
It's ~ fault? This -- this act?

It's ~ fault? You commit this
~ my own father -- and it's ~
fault?
'.
SAM
Do you have any idea how much you
depressed me? Your mother and I
have been married 43 years. What's
your record marriage: three years?
.~
He suddenly notices that Emily has come into the room and
is standing behind him.
SAM (after a beat, hesitantly)
Good morning, emily.
Good morning, Sam.
Sam Jr. comes in with the coffee.
SAM JR.
Here's your coffee, Dad. I already
put the sugar in it.
(a beat, brightly)
Hi, Mom.
, Junior.
(to
!
i;
A long
EMILY (to Sam)
'lOti
.vw,~y,u't
have
suga~,
56"
He looks at her a beat, then
Ie
SAM
know.
And he puts the cup down.
Another long beat, then --
CONNIE (to Emily)

Who cares about sugar?
(a beat)
How can you even stand the sight of
him?
Suoar?
~~ILY
(quietly, after a beat)
care.
She and Sam look at each other a beat.

CONNIE
Well, I don't. As far as I'm
concerned, I don't have a father.
Sam and Connie look at each other a beat.
SAM JR. (quietly)
Lighten up, will you, Connie?
CONNIE (to Sam Jr.)
What? Maybe you understand what he
did -- maybe it runs in the family,
huh, Junior?
SAM
Cut the shit, Connie. Since you
reached puberty, you screwed your way
through the administrative assistants
in the Nebraska legislature, the
freshman congressmen on the Hill, and
at least one-third of the Secret
Service -- not counting your catalogue
of fiances and ex-husbands.
Connie glares at him.
CONNIE
I don't believe thisl
r don't believe
you!
SAM
The apple ain't gonna fall that far
tree, huh. sweetheart?
it rUllS in thill
(
57.
SAM
the hell not?
(to Conniel
r love you, Connie, but that doesn't
mean we can't level once every
twenty years. It hasn't hurt you to
be ~ daughter, has it? I've aone
more for your libido than The Pill
and diaphragms and the sexual
revolution combined, If I were you,
I'd say thank you.
A long beat, and she glares at him, starts to cry and runs
from the room.
SAM JR.
Lighten up, will ya, Dad?
And he hurries from the room after her.
Sam and Emily are left there alone.
A long beat. as they look at each other.
sheepish.
Sam lookS very
EMILY
You lied to me. Sam.
,e
SAM
don't lie to you. You know I don't
lie to you. I cheat. I philander. but
I don't lie to you.
I
EMILY
Yes. you did. Sam. I asked you if

there was anything else -- besides all
the women --
SAM
For God's sakes. Emily -- I tried to
tell you -- how the hell do you tell
your wife that you
A long beat. as they look at each other.
EMILY
00 you really think that in my mind
this is the first cow that you
It isl
SAM
Since r was a kid, anyway
I
't mean that. I mean that some
of your girlfriends offended me much
more than this cow. I grew up on a
rm, too,
I'm not naive.
58.
They look a: each other.
A long beat.
EMIL:l (quietly)
rtm leaving you, Sam~~
ae looks at her, stunned -SAM
Emily, for Pete's sake, Emily ...

EMILY
You've never lied to me before, Sam.
I'm sorry.
He looks destroyed.
SAM
Emily we're right in the middle of

a campaign, Emily.
They look at each other a long beat.
Heff comes charging into the room.
HEFF
Mr. President, I have to see you right
away!
Sam doesn't even look at him, his eyes still on Emily.
liEFF
It is a matter of national security!
More lies.
EMILY (smiles l
Goodbye, Sam.
And she turns and walks out of the room.

then --
A beat, and
SAM (hard, to lieff)

What the hell did you. have to lie to
her for? National security!
liEFF
We have to get down to the War Room
right away!
SAM lafter a beat)
Are you serious?
WM ROOM
in -- the place is deserted.
i.e
y
SAM (astounded)
Where the hell is everybody?
HErr
We olea red the room.
SAM (astounded)
You olea red the War Room?
HErF
It olears by itself for the Super
Bowl, you know. It's just for a
couple minutes, there's nothing to
worry about.
They get to the end of the War Room -- a big TV screen is
on. General Woods is there with Doc and CIA Director
Marley and rBr Director Hastings.
On the screen, we see a MAN in his late, late 20'S -- he
has a beatific smile on his face. Be is sitting in a
chair with bright lights on him -- there are figures
around him in the Shadows.
THE MEN (together)
Mr. President.
Sam looks at the smiling young man on the screen.
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
His name is Jose Noriega.
SAM
That rings a bell.
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
Six months ago your brother Mose
hired him as a stableboy at the
farm.
Ris father was killed at the Bay of
Pigs. He has harbored a lifelong
hatred for liberal Democrats.
The young man suddenly giggles on screen.
SM
What's he laughing about?
've given
11 erase
SM
drugged him? You

sanction to d
h.
60.

Mr. President, he took the
photograph of you in the barn. He
sold it to the Snitoh.
The Snitch
turned it over to Senator Taylor.
GENERAL WOODS
He's the only witness to whatever it
was that happened in that barn. The
only witness.
SAM
What are you suggesting, Ben?

HEFF
The General is suggesting, Mr.
President, that without a live,
talking witness, all they've got is
a shadowy picture that won't ever
make the evening news.
A long beat -- Sam laughs a nervous laugh.
SAM
Come on, you don't really expect me

to go along with this, do you?
DOC (hard)
He's gonna go public, Sam! The
sonofabitch doesn't just want to
make money, he's got a bigger hardon than you had. He wants to fuck
you!
A long beat.
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY (quietly)
We don't have to fade him. We
have a drug that we can-give him
that will soft-focus him.
SAM
No!
(hard)
Did you hear me?
No!
DOC
He's gonna ruin you, Sam. You think
I like this kind of stuff? I've
my whole life fighting this
nd of stuff. But this guy Are
you just gonna let him assassinate

man
61.
SAA
What did you do, brainwash this
guy? You kidnap him, you drug him,
you clear out the War Room, now you
want to brainwash him into some kind
of vegetable
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
We would not brainwash him, Mr.
President. We are well aware of our
sanctions. He would only have a
minimal amount of very well-focused,
almost pinpoint, memory impairment
and personality dislocation.
Forget it!
SAA (angrily)

That's what we're suggesting he
do. We call it the Eldridge Cleaver
pill.
SAA (angrily)
No! I'm not going to turn
everything this country stands for
upside-down just because I I'm
not going to do that, you
understand? End of discussion. Let
Noriega go. Now.
INT. THE CORRIDOR OUTSIDE THE WAR ROOM - DAY
Sam walks angrily away; Doc catches up to him.
~
You're committing political suicide,

Saml Please. We've had a whole
history of suicidal, death-wish
Democrats. Think about it, Sam.
McGovern, Carter, Mondale, Hart,
Dukakis -- you're not like tho$e
guys, Sam, are you?
Sam stops, looks at him.
SAM (hard)
I'm not going to screw up everything
this country stands for! I don't
want to be President that bad.
----,
w_.
If
ire not
to screw
everythinq
count
stands
,
Jim Taylor's 90in9 to screw this
country up so bad no liberal
Democrat wi
ever
a chance to
screw it
again.
SAM (angrily)
What the hell k
of choice is
that:
.i.
He starts walking again; Doc keeps pace.

DOC
It's a choice between Humphrey and

Nixon, okay? But just remember -Nixon turned out worse than Hubert
ever would have.
SAM (angri
How do you know that?
DOC
Because Hubert already had his
cancer. He would've died in office.
Sam stops, looks at him a long beat, and then storms away
angrily.
Heff comes out of the War Room and starts running after
him.
Mr. President!
HEFF
He turns, stops. Heff gets there, very upset, out of

breath. Doc joins them.
HEFF (after a beat)

Mr. President, I don't know how to
tell you this.
eoc
What is it now?
security?
More damn national
HEFF (after a beat)

The First Lady has disappeared.
eoc (after a beat)

It's a plot, I told you that's what it
was. They fix you up with the cow,
they blackmail you, then they kidnap
Emily.
fiEF!'
She was at the Mayflower making a

speech: she stopped in the rest room
eoc
(upset, to Sam)
--
't care ",,,.lII,.

say 1 !t' s
Russians -- ! never trusted anybody
with a birthmark in
lifel It's the
!
nl
63.
HErF (urgent)
I've alerted the FBI and the
SAM (calmly)
Don't worry about it.
They gape at him.
SAM
She hasn't disappeared: she's left me,
that's all.
HEFF (awestruck)
She's -- left you?
DOC (crazed)
What for? What'd you do? What the
hell'd she leave you for?
Heff is rolling his eyes -- he looks like he is going to
cardiac.
HEFt'
This can't leakl I mean this
absolutely can't -- can't -- can not
-- leakl
(e
He desperately tries to control himself -- assumes, halfway, a calm tone.
HEFt'
Do you think she's going to come back?
SAM (after a beat)

Heff, I gave up trying to figure emily
out 43 years ago. I can figure the
Russians out. I can figure the Senate
out. I can even, on rare occasions,
figure the State Department out. But
Emily -- no.
They stana there a long beat.
DOC (frantic)
What are we gonna do?
SAM (angry)
I'm just the President of the United

States. Doc. How the hell do I know?
EXT. THE GARDEN - DAY
IU!!shol!!e.
He locke very
He
throwe them so hard he knocKs

stake down. He
there, fuming. Not far away, he sees a White House maintenance truck and, near it, a GARDENER, iii black man
60's, workino;_
doesn't know quite what to do with
, and sort
ambles over to t
Gardener.
hu
&.
SAM
Hot day, isn't it?
The Gardener looks at him a long beat, then --
'< ..
THE GARDENER
Yes, sir, it sure as shit is.
I a beat)
It surE! as shit is you ain't it?

He grins.
SAM (duopan)
Yes, sir, it sure as shit is.
THE GARDENER (grins)
I vote for you. You a good
President. I'm proud to meet yo~.
Can't say that about everybody
l~ves
here.
Thank you. It's nice meeting you, too.
(a beat, seriously)
Will you do me a big favor?
Yes, sir, I do you any favor you
want!
(a beat: suspicious)
What you want?
SAM
I want to borrow the keys to your

truck.
Yes, sir.
What you want the keys to my truck
for?
SAM
I want to go for a ride.

Yes, sir.
What you want to go for a ride for?

SAM (angrily)
I want to get the hell out
a
Ie! I've had It!
The Gardener
the k
about it for a
out of his pocket.
65.
THE GARDENER
SAM
Thank you.
(takes them)
THE GARDENER
You bring it on back now, you hear?
SAM
I wilL
And he heads for the truck.

THE GARDENER
You watch your drivin'.
SAM (nods)
You know something? I haven't
driven in twenty years.
THE GARDENER
Jou ain't gonna wreck my truck, are
you?
SAM
,e
promise.
THE GARDENER
Okay.
And The Gardener goes back to his work.

INT. THE PICKUP TRUCK
Sam gets in -- he sees a straw hat and sunglasses on the
dash and a worker's jacket on the front seat. He puts the
jacket on, the sunglasses, the hat, and looks at himself
in the rearview mirror.
INT. THE: PICKUP TROCK - LATER
at the White House maintenance gate. He pulls up to the
gate. The Guard doesn't even look at him, looks at the
number of the truck and waves him on.
He pulls out into the street hesitantly -- cars pass him,
HONK their horns at him. He moves off into another lane
-- another car really HONKS at him, cuts him off.
SAM
himself)
Goddamn RepUblicans!
The other driver gives him the finger. Sam returns it
angrily and then starts to laugh at himself -- first
soft,
then wi
a
66.
INT. THE PICKUP TRUCK - DAY (LATER I

He is driving, wearing his sunglasses, jacket, and hat.
He sees a series of direction signs -- the last one says
CHEVY CHASE -- he makes a wild left-hand turn, heads for
Chevy Chase.
EXT. CHEVY CHASE - LATER
A middle-class neighborhood: very similar tract kind of
houses.
He drives the truck slowly, looking at houses.
He makes a turn onto another street, looks at the houses,

then stops. He shuts the motor off and stares at one. It
is a small house with a nice little back yard, a Weber
grill in the back, two little kids -- a boy and a girl -playing. He stares at the scene a long beat, then turns
away.
There is a red Corvette a couple hundred feet down, across
the street, facing him. He stares at the Corvette a long
beat and sees the woman sitting in the driver's seat. It
is Emily.
They stare at each other a long beat, and then he gets out
and walks very slowly, hesitantly, up to the red corvette.
EMILY
What are you doing here?
SAM (after a beat)
I came out for a drive.
EMILY after a beat)

That's not what I asked you, Sam.
He looks at her a long beat.
SAM
Where'd you get the car, Emily?

I
stole it.
EMILY
SAM
You stole it?

EMILY
I came out of the Mayflower. It was

parked in the alley. The keys were
in it, all ready for me.
(a beat)
It's a nice car, isn't it?
67.
EMILY
those smel
old limousines.
do too.
SAM
EMILY
Then what do we ride in them for all
the time?
They look at each other a beat, then away.
know what to say to each other.
They don't
EMILY
It's still a nice neighborhood,
don't you think?
Sam looks around.
Yes it is.

00 you remember? We'd all pile into
our old Nash after dinner and we'd
buy the kids an ice cream cone.
SAM
remember.
(after a beat)
A long beat, and then he blurts it.

SAM
Emily, please don't leave me.

Because of the campaign?
SAM (after a beat)
No, damnit.
(a beat)
aecause we've been together a long
time. Forty-three years, Emily.
Forty-three yearsl
EMILY
I hardly even see you.
SAM (after a beat)

You've always hardly seen me.
That's nothlng new.
EMILY (fluu I
Con't you t
any of that political
double-talk on me, Sam Parrl I used
to see you plenty when we lived here
-- or don't you even remember that?
68.
S&~
{after a beat)
I remember, Emily .
EMILY
Then shut up, Sam.
(a beat)
Please.
SAM
Okay.
A long beat.
They lOOK away
each other.
Finally--
SAM
Can I ask you something,

She looks at him suspiciously.
gently, quietly.
~~ily1
A long beat, then --
SAM
Would you like an ice cream cone?

She looks at him a long beat, deadpan.
EMILY
You're shameless, Sam.
I
SAM (a slight smile)

know.
EMILY (a slight smile)

Absolutely shameless.
They look at each other warily, slightly smiling.
EMILY
Get in the damn car.
SAM
Can I drive?
EMILY
No.
SAM
please?
EMILY (hard)
I've never ar
before.
SAM
one
these
I've seen them en
EMILY
stole it -- I'm dr ing it. Get
the car, sam;-and stop trying to
sweetvote.
69.
'.
SAM
Okay, don't make a federal case out
of it, Emily -And he hurries around the side and gets into the Corvette.
INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - THE WHITE HOUSE
Heff sits behind the President's desk. With him are Doc,
CIA Director Marley, FB! Director Hastings and General
Woods.
GENERAL WOODS
What do you mean they're .. gon ?
He's the President of the Unite
States -- she's the First -- How can
they be gone?
HEFF (philosophical)
He's gone. So is she.
(he shrugs)
They disappeared separately. I told
him she'd disappeared -- he said not
to worry about it -- then he
disappeared.
--
(.
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY

We checked every nook and cranny in
here. We've determined they're not
here.
We've made the same determination.
A beat -- they all look at each other.
DOC (calmly)
He did this in the first Senate
campaign -- we were sixteen points
down -- he found this waitress.
They stare at Doc in disbelief and consternation.

DOC (smiles)
He'll be back. So will she. Come
on, it happens. They have an
argument. First she goes stomping
out. Then he goes stomping out.
It's normal.
look at him a long beat.

WOODS (
70.
GENERAL WOODS (very loudl

Do you expect me to go to sleep
tonight thinking you're in charge?
DOC (shrugs)
We're all in charge.
They looK at each other; they don't like that any better.
DOC (smiles l
It's like a plane . we're sort of
on .... automatic pilot for a
I i ttle while.
They stare at Doc again.

GENERAL WOODS
What if something's happened to
them? What if somebody kidnapped
them?
Forget it. Those guys are bears for
publicity. They would have called
the papers already.
HEFF (suddenly very upset)
This can't leak! I mean it! Can not
leak! Can not! A lot of things have
leaked! But this Can't leak! This
would be worse than Teapot Dome, Pete
Rose, Watergate, Irangate, and the
cow -- combined!
They sit there thinking about that. The PHONE rings.
Heff picks it up. He listens a long beat as they
anxiously watch him. He hangs the phone up, looks at them
a beat.
HUF (quietly)
He walked up to one of the gardeners
and borrowed his truck from him.
DOC (very upset)
He doesn't know how to drive
anymore!
A long beat.
GENERAL WOODS (quietly)

You mean to tell me that the
President
the United States and
the
rst Lady are out there
re, sE!parate
Secret Service -- out there
those. people?
71.
DOC (grandly)
He can take care of himself with
peoele. She is people .
GENERAL WOODS (angry)

She is ~ people! She's a
politician's wife. And he's a
politician. He can take care of
himself in here and up on the Hill
with other politicians and their
wives. He's a babe in the woods out
there!
A long beat.
HEFF (quietly)
So let's find them.
He looks at the FBI and CIA guys.
HEFF
Let's see you guys do some police
work.
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY (after a
beat)
We really don't have that kind of

expertise.
No problem.
FBI DIRECTOR HASTINGS (smiles)

do.
Marley gives Hastings an ugly look.

INT. THE CORVETTE - DUSK
they are eating ice cream cones.
The First Lady drives
EMILY
You are E2! supposed to have sugar.

SAM (philosophical)
I'm not supposed to do other
things either, but I still do
them.
She glances at him -- then steps on the gas, hot-rods
around a guy. He looks at her.
SAM
You're pretty good, Emily.

I'm
often.
ing to S
It's
SAM
Don't -- please -- we're in enough
trouble already.
EM-XVi
You're in trouble, Sam,

Yes ram.
SAM (after a beat)
EMILY
What are you going to do about it?
I
don't know.
SAM (after a beat)
EMILY
Great. That's a fine attitude.
You're just twisting slowly in the
. wind, that' 5 what you' rEl doing.
SAM (hurt)
. You didn't have to use those words.
Emily. You really didn't.
I.:.
EMILY
Now you listen to me, Sam Parr
She ROARS around another car, dodges back into traffic.
'(
SAM (alarmed)
Easy, Emily, we don'e have any
insurance.
EMILY (hard)
I didn't put up with all the grief
I've put up with in 43 years to have
it end up with the tWO of us pinned
to a damn cow.
SAM
You weren't there. Emily.

OTan't do anything.
You
EMILy (hard)
I am not going to just sit around
and watch my career end like that.
SAM
~
career?
What about
oareer?
EMILY
inoonsiderate
are
It's always your oareer: what
about mine? Do you know how hard
I've worked all these years? DO
know
many hands I've shaken?
see
(MORE)
73.
EMILY (CONT'D)
No wonder I have arthritis. Do you
knew how my face has hurt for months
from all the damn smiling I've had
to do?
SAM (after a beat)
I'm sorry. Emily. I guess r am
inconsiderate sometimes.
OULY
Well. you just stop being

inconsiderate right now! You owe
me, Sam! fight the damn bastards!
Sut get me off of that damn cow!
And don't you ever lie to me ever
again!
----I won't.
SAM (after a beat)

I promise.
E:."!ILY
Don't promise. sam. You promised

not to raise taxes, too.
SAM
Congress raised taxes.

(a beat)
Okay. I don't promise-.
They look at each other again -- affection between them.
They are stopped at a red light. A taxi stand is nearby.
SAM (war ily)
Can you drop me here, Emily?
She looks at him a beat, then pUlls over to the curb.
looks at him a long beat.
EMILY
Where are you going?

Re looks at her a long beat.
SAM (war ily)
I'm not going to lie to you, Emily.
They look at each other.
EMILY
I don't
to know, thank you very
gets out
the car, waves,
red Corvette ROARS off.
She
EXT, THE STREET IN
CEASE - NIGHT
the qUiet, middle-class neighborhood where Sa~ left the

picKup trUCK. Heff stands by the picKup with Doc, CIA
Director Marley, FBI Director Hastings, and General Woods,
in full unifor~. Neighbors are out on their lawns with
kids, watching, as an army is in the street -- cops,
soldiers -- lights everywhere, a chopper BUZZING low.
GENERAL WOODS (looking
around, suspicious)
What kind of neighborhood is this?
DOC (lOOking around)
It's just a neighborhood. It's
Chevy Chase.

around)
Is it safe?
HEFF (lookS around)
We've cut crime in half.
FBI DIRECTOR EASTINGS
No neighborhood in America is safe.
CIA DIRECTOR MARLEY
You've got domestic sanction, we

don't.
They give each other an ugly look.
EIEFF
He's qot to be around here
somewhere.

around suspiciously)
What the hell would he be doing
here? This is a neiqhborhood, for
Christ's sake. What's he doing in a
neighborhood?
DOC
Sam's always liked neighborhoods.

GENERAL WOODS
Maybe there really is something

wrong with him.
fe
--
of
in f
tte to a !!
around.
there are no other cars
the White Hous!! 9ate~
te,
look at the
She gets out, takes a last,
and walks to thl! qua '5 lllolt.
Th!!
rs t
75 ~
TRE GUARD is
,e
"
~ill
down at a sheet of paper.
EMILY
you open the gate, please?
The Guard stares at her, keeps sraring.

to speak. He can't.
He starts trying
THE GUARD
M-m-m-m-m-is-is
EXT. A HOOSE APARTMENT IN GEORGETOWN - NIGHT
Sam gets out of the cab; he wears his shades and his straw
hat. The CABBIE is a Kid with huge, spiked hair. Sam
hands him a bill, starts to walk toward the house.
THE CABBIE (calling after
him)
This is a hundred dollar bill, pal.
SAM (comes back)
That's all I've got.
I
THE CABBIE
can't break this!
SAM
Keep it.
The
looks at him a long beat, then grins.
~abbie
THE CABBIE
Iou pulled some kinda holdup, didn't
you?
Eie grins.
SAM
just don't usually pay for

anything.
I
A beat, then the Cabbie laughs.

with him..
A beat, and Sam grins
THE CABBIE
Don't worry about it, dude. Us
freaks gotta stick together.
And he drives away.
76"
EXT. THE HOOSE - N!GHT
He walks up to the door, gets a key from his pocket, opens

it.
INT. THE HOUSE
It's dark.
stai::s.
He puts the lights
~n,
starts going up the
SAM
Lacy, honey?
Lacy?
!NT. HER BEDROOM
She is in bed in the darkness,

their sides. She hears Sam.
~king
love.
They are on
LACY
Oh my God!
He misinterprets it.
HIS VOICE
It's so good, it's so good!
The door opens -- Sam stands there and puts the lights on
and for the first time we see that it is Vice-president
Graham in bed with Lacy.
Mr. President!
He is frozen in a delicate position.
So is she.
SAM (after a beat)

I don't believe it.
LACY
This isn't what it looks like, Sam!

It is
~,
Mr. Presidentl
SAM (getting upset)

What are you screwing him for?
~ the President.
--She disengages herself with difficulty and tries to
get her breath back as she speakS.
Don t
SAM (uput I
I'm not taking it personal

taki
it politioally.
,I'm
77.
'.
z
No, no, no, th
LACY
isn't political
SAA
I'm not through yet! It's too early
for yOU to ... premature for yOU to
develop . new sources. It's
insulting to me. I didn't think
yOU'd ever to this to me, Lacy.
He looks hurt.
I certainly don't mean anything
political being here. Mr. President
SAA (to Lacy)
Are you trying to tell me this is
just sex. Lacy? Are you trying
to tell me this isn't a premeditated
political action?
That's right. That's right. It's
sex. It's just sex.
t
/
SAA (hard, to Graham)

This is Washington, damnitl There
is no such thing as non-political
sexl Don't insult my intelligencel
LACY (after a long beat)
I'm sorry, Sam, I didn't mean to
there have been so many rumors
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (very
nervous)
I'm sorry, Mr. President. I didn't
consider the full implications, the
ramifications -- it's like the
Hindus, I didn't think -- I know how
you feel about sea gulls -LACY (to Graham)
What are you talking about?
Vice-President Graham just shakes his head, he looks very
scared.
'.
SAA (after a long beat)

When I'm re-elected to my second
term, Lacy, when you find yoursele
t
Hinformed White House
sourcIs -- that's when
're
to be sor ,Lacy.
L~Y
ng to
ilL
VICE-PRESIDENT GRAHAM (lOOKS

a.e her)
I did alrea.dy.
Not you
LACY (looks at him)

him.
Oh.
SAM (grins)
You're damn right I'm not.
(to Vice-President
Graham)
And when you ceme to me after my
second term and ask me to support
your candidacy -- buddy boy, I'm
going to remember what you did to me
in this room.
All I did was screw her. I didn't
mean to screw you! You've got to
believe me. Mr. President!
SAM (after a beat, wearily)
I'm ashamed of both of you.
And he walks out of the room.
EXT. THE HOUSE - NIGHT
He walks out. An unmarked car is standing there.
by it. They look like Secret Servicemen.
A MAN
Can we give you a ride back to the

White House, Mr. President?
SAM
Thanks.
They open the back door for him.
He gets in.
I N'1' THE CAR
It: STARTS up.

ONE OF THEM
You
h~d
a lot of people worried
about: you, Mr. President.
Well, sometimes you've just

get out of the house, it starts
de ing you nuts.
to
t~o
MEN
79.
I
know what
ONE OF THEM (grins)

mean, Mr. President,
SAM
What are you
~oys,
(smiles)
FEI? CIA?
ONE OF THL'1
KGB, Mr. President.
He is a bit taken back by that

and then he starts to
laugh. They look at him and then they start to laugh,
too.
EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE GATE - NIGHT
He gets out of the car.
SAM
Thanks for the ride -- I hope I

didn't make you go out of your way.
ONE OF TE:EM
It's okay, we didn't have much going
on.
THE OTHER
Anytime, Mr. President.
(e
No problem.
He smiles and walks toward the gate.

hat and his jacket, but no shades.
He wears his straw
THE GUARD
What do you want, buddy?
Sam doesn't really look up from what he's doing.
SAM
I want to go home.
The Guard doesn't look at him.
THE GUARD
There's a park across the street
why don't you sleep it off.
SAM
You want to know something?

great! I'm not even tired.
I feel
THE GUARD (boredl

I'm going to have to call security,
SAM I
I
the shit, damnit, and
damn gatel
the
80.
Guard looks up -- h~ star~s, h~ keeps staring. Sam

tilts his straw hat back on his head. The Guard starts
trying to speak. He can't.
Th~
THt GUARD
M-m-m-m-m-mis -- mis
Mister Pre
SAM
Hit the button, will you, dude?
The Guard ,hits the button and ke~ps stuttering and staring
-- the big gate opens and Sam Parr, the President of the
United States, walks down the wide dark driveway toward
his house.
INT. EBS HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT
JOSE NORIEGA sits with his AGENT, a man in his 60s who
looks like Walter Winchell. With them are Arthur Sampson,
the 60-ish chairman of the board of EES, Elliot Kohner,
the head of the news division, and Tom Martin, the
anchorman.
Ie
'<..
SAMPSON
Do you really think you can come in
here and shake this network down?
We are not in the business of paying
for news stories -THE AGENT
All he wants is what everybody else
wants: a house in the suburbs, a
Mercedes, a pool in the back, a Weber
barbecue. What's so un-American
about that?
KOENER (hard)
I'll tell you what's un-American
about it. He wants those things by
assassinating the character of the
President of the united Statest
Noriega sits there and grins like a loon.
THE AGENT
This is the negative -- I have
affidavits here from four nationally
respected photography labs attesting
its authenticity.
..
Noriega keeps grinning like a loon.

f
ts
Tom Martin look at the
Sampson, Kohne r, and

at each other~
AGENT
Noriega is willinq
tell hill
exclusively to you!: network.
're not interested, fine,
go
else.
8L
The Agent stands up dramatically; Nori

grinning.
Fine.
just sits there
KOHNER (after a beat)

We're not interested.
The Agent starts heading for the door; Noriega sits there
not mOVing, grinning into their faces. As The Agent gets
to the door -Just a minute.
Noriega giggles.
SAMPSON
The Agent turns, looks at them.
SAMPSON
How much did CBS offer you?
A million one.
THE AGENT
KOHNER
Arthur, we don't want to do this.
MARTIN
Yes we do, Arthur.
SAMPSON
No we don't.
(a beat)
But if somebody has to do it, we
don't want it to be CBS, do we?
MARTIN (to himself)
r think r just saw Elvis.
SAMPSON (to The Agent)

We'll give you a million two.
Noriega cackles.
THE AGENT (smiles)
OOne.
MARTIN (to himself)
Elvis looks great.
Noriega k
edly.
KOHNER
(e
Yes he can.
Nori
They look at him disgust-
cackling loudly.
cackl
THE AGENT
th distute)
8:2.
KOHNER (to Noriega, with

distaste)
Say something.
Noriega sUddenly stops cackling and, with a perfectly
straight face, dramatically, and without an accent -NORIEGA
I couldn't believe my eyes. It was
the President of the United States
. doing this horrible thing.
A long beat, and then he suddenly grins, and in a heavy

Latino accent -NORIEGA
Okay, amigos?
They stare at him.
INT. SECRET SERVICE CONTROL ROOM - THE WHITE HOOSE - NIGHT
THREE SECRET SERVICEMEN sit at a bank of video monitors.
They wear their sunglasses, like they do everywhere.
On one of the monitors, we see Sam walking up the White
House driveway in his straw hat and jacket.
Ie
\
One of the Secret Servicemen stares at the figure on the

monitor in disbelief.
Who in hell
Grounds alert!
THE SECRET SERVICEMAN

ANOTHER SECRET SERVIC~
Scramble! Scramble!
They frantically start hitting all kinds of buttons.

EXT. THE DRIVEWAY OF THE WHITE HOOSE - NIGHT
Sam walks up the driveway toward the White House and
groups of SECRET SERVICEMEN, Ozis raised, literally blow
out the doors toward him in their sunglasses.
ONE OF THEM (yelling)

Get down on the ground!
Freeze!
ly}
ONE
Get the fuek down!
83.
Don't move!
ANOTHER
SAM (desperate)
It's me!
And several Secret Servicemen literally fly toward him and
knock him to the ground, as others converge around them
with their Uzis pointed. A helicopter with a spotlight is
overhead now -- the scene is blinding and DEAFENING.
Turn him over!
ONE OF THEM
They turn Sam over; his straw hat has fallen off.
beat, and then
Oh my God.
A long
ONE OF TEEM (quietly)

A long beat, as Sam starts to get up.
ONE OF TEEM
Mr. President.
They stare at him. Sam look at them a very long beat.
looks like he's going to kill them.
SAM (quietly)
Well done.
He forces a politician's grin for a beat, then looks at
them like he's going to kill them again, then forces
another grin and starts trudging for the White House door,
limping a little.
Heff and Doc come running to him.
DOC (upset, concerned)
Holy Christ, Sam, it's not safe out
therel
SAM (upset)
It's perfectly safe out there!
not safe in here!
It's
He gives the Secret Servicemen another dirty look.

HEF!? (concerned)
Are you all right, Mr. President?
sAM (ang
He
waa fine until
! came
DOC (to cheer him)

Emi 's back -- I've never seen her
in such a good mood.
toward the
te House.
DOC
You think she's got something going,
Sam?
Yeah,

think she does.
DOC (depressed)
Holy Christ, Sam. We can't handle
anything elsel We just can't!
Sam smiles to himself.
HEFF (to Sam)

We've got everybody waiting for you
inside.
SAM
It's one o'clock in the morningl

Can't I take one day off without
everything going to hell?
It's Noriega.
tomorrow.
HUF
He's going network
DOC (to Sam)

He's getting a million bucksl I
told you we should've given him that
Eldridge Cleaver pilll
He just keeps walking calmly; Doc and Heff stare at him.

DOC (upset)
Didn't you hear me, Sam? He's
SAM (very calm)

What did you think he was going to
do? You've got something that
people will buy -(he shrugs)
-- you sell. It's the American Way.
INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - NIGHT

A crisis
Simpson,
Director
hat with
atmosphere -- General Woods, Clark Crawford, ~arK

Billy Long, FBI Director Hastings, and C;A
Marley are here. Sam walks in wearing hl..s straw
Doc and Heff. They all rise.
Sam goes behind his desk,

it on his desk.
85.
I.
'"
SAM
You go to South America, you get
dysente
You come to this town,
you get timidity. Well, not me!
We're gonna tight the bastards!
Some of them clap, cheer -- others lOOK at each other
warily.
GENERAL WOODS
We're gonna kick ass, Mr. President!
SAM (quietly)
Yes we are.
HErr (to Mark, excitedly)

I want strategy memos on the
Watergate, Chappaquiddick, and
Irangate cover-ups on my desk at
eight !
You've got it.
MARK
SAM
I'm not going to let the fate and

fortune of this country get turned
around by one soft-ass moo-cow.
DOC
(loud)
God bless you, Mr. President.
SAM
I love this country too much to let

that happen.
INT. EBS NEWS STUDIO - NIGHT
Jose Noriega, looking very serious, wearing a nice,
serious suit, sits being interviewed by Lacy Morrow.
NORIEGA (qUietly,
dramatically)
I couldn't believe my eyes. It was
the President of the United States.
It was a horrible thing.
Lacy is equally dramatic and quiet.
LACY (hushedj
as
NORIEGA I a fl:: In a long beat,

hushed)
This...
is was our
86.
LADY (after a long beat)
Was it?
NORIEGA (hushed)
'lou know it was.
LACY (almost losing it)
I beg your pardon?
NORIEGA
You have the negative.
Oh.
Yes.
LACY (after a beat)

EXT. THE WHITE HOUSE - DAY
Silly Long stands in front of a mob of NEWSMEN reading a
statement.
BILLY
The President did not engage in any
-- improoriety. He will not dignify
these allegations with a further
response.
A REPORTER (yelling)
Will the President hold a news
conference?
BILLY
The Justice Department will conduct

a full-scale investigation of these
allegations -A REPORTER (yelling)
Will he appoint a Special
Prosecutor?
BILLY
It will examine the negative of the

photograph and -EXT. AN AIRFIELD - DAY
Senator Jim Taylor, with a mob of REPORTERS, standing
outside his campaign plane -SENATOR TAYLOR
(statesmanJikel
I hope, for the sake of this
count ,that these allegations are
false, and I ask
Americans to
reimember that, no matter
damnin9
the evidence seems to be, all men
are innocent until proven
87.
Sam in front of a mob of REPORTERS .

SAM
President Gorbachev called me
yesterday and asked for this summit
to discuss the immediate
demobilization of 26 nuclear
missiles in the Soviet Union itself.
I consider the meeting to be a
breakthrough in the struggle for
world peace. The Summit will be
held at Camp David three days after
the election.
A REPORTER (yelling)
What if you're not re-elected?
ANOTHER REPORTER
What about the cow?
ANOTHER REPORTER
Did you engage in inappropriate
behavior -SAM
te
%
Thank you very much, ladies and

gentlemen.
INT. A TELEVISION STUDIO - NIGHT
We hear the tBS JINGLE and see the logo for the Evening
News, and then Tom Martin is on the air.
MARTIN
As Americans heard and read a

farmhand's allegations concerning
the sexual behavior of the president
of the United"States, the Gallup
poll reported an overnight drop of
twelve points in President Parr's
lead over Senator Taylor.
TV COVERAGE
A REPORTER doing street interviews --
THE REPORTER
How do you feel about these
allegations concerning President
n?
A
rifled,
A
BLACK sTREET
, whatever's right,
know?
88.
A PROPER MATRON
It's disgusting. r don't want to
talk about it.
A F~~ WOMAN (tractcr
behind her)
Well, I like President Parr, but I
don't know about, you know .. I grew
up on a farm. We've got eleven
cows. I hear it happens, but, you
know . I have three brothers, but
as far as I know they never ... come
to think of it, they did spend a lot
of time in the barn.
EXT. PASCAGOULA, MISSISSIPPI (FILM FOOTAGE)

We see FOOTAGE of a hurricane battering Pascagoula.
watch the footage, we hear --
As we
MARTIN IV .0. )
The unexpected storm, which
developed suddenly and fooled
forecasters, strUCk the pascagoula
area late last night. President
Parr interrupted a campaign swing
through the midwest to fly to
Pascagoula.
We see FILM rOOTAGE of Sam in a shelter, talking to people
and holding a very photogenic baby.
INT. AN AUDITORIUM - NIGHT
Senator Taylor waving to a huge crowd, as they APPLAUD him
mightily. He gets off the stage and is surrounded by
REPORTERS.
A REPORTER
Senator, did you change your wording
from the text at the conclusion of
your speech?
SENATOR TAYLOR
never deviate.
(he grins)
I am not a textual deviate.
I
MONTAGE - A SERI
OF HEADLINES
The front page of a daily -- TAYLOR: I AM NOT A TEXTUAL

On the front paqe of a tabloid, a
tograph of
a cow:
PHOTOS:
tabloid,
another
raph of a 00101: HERE'S BESSIE! ~ news
maquine
headline: SCANDAL
WASHINGTON -- on the
oover, "Ie see photographs of Fanny Foxxe,
% Ray,
ta
n!H:.te, Donna Rice, and a cow. The front page of the
New 'fork Post -- Sam, at a campaign banquet, a g
l!I of
ilUl}{ 111 hlS hand.
The headline: EVER'! BODY NEEDS
89.
EXT.
Hundreds of thousands of people rioting, running through

the streets, burning American flags, attacking the
American Embassy -- on the periphery of the action, we see
some saored oows grazing benevolently.
MARTIN ('1.0.1
In Calcutta, 172 people were killed

in the largest anti-Amerioan rioting
in the history of that oountry, as
the government prepared to break
diplomatio relations with the United
States.
INT.
A TV
STUDIO
The patrician Clark Crawford, on a David Brinkley-type

talk show.
CRAWFORD
Of course I'm certain these
allegations are untrue, but let's
put this into context. When Grover
Cleveland ran for the White House,
he had fathered an illegitimate
child and his opponents were
chanting -- "Ma, ma, where's my pa?
Gone to the White House, ha ha hal"
EXT. WASHINGTON, D.C. (FILM FOOTAGE)
We see hundreds of cows milling around in front of the
White House, surrounded by angry protesters.
MARTIN (v.a.)
It was a joint protest sponsored by

the Rev. Jerry Falwell's newlyreborn Moral Majority and the Animal
Rights Defense League.
EXT. GREENWICH VILLAGE, NEW YORK (FILM FOOTAGE)
We see gays and lesbians, thousands of them, marching,
many of them outrageously dressed, all of them holding
"Parr For President" signs.
MARTIN (V.O.)
In New York's Greenwi

Village and
San Francisco's Castro District, gay
and lesbian marchers staged what
they
led"
of Choice"
lie~ in
Pres
t.
NEWS
substituti
Morrow.
AN ANNOUNCER lV.O,l
r Tom Martin ill
90,
is on the air .
LACY
As President Parr crisscrossed the
country campaigning today, the
Gallup-EBS Poll, for the first time,
showed Senator Jim Taylor with a
four-point lead.
EXT. A FACTORY GATE IN OAKLAND, CALIFORNIA

Sam, speaking to a small orowd -SAM
The world is a global village.

,Human beings thousands of miles away
are our next-door neighbors. The
Parr Plan for Peace and Progress
~
A HECKLER
got a piece, didn't you?
SAM
says that those who have plenty

also have the responsibility to
share.
A HECKLER (very loud)
What'd you share with that cow?
Laughs. Sam stops, looks at them.
signs that say -- PARR AND ELSIE.
We see people waving
EXT. THE WHITE HOOSE - NIGHT

The helicopter lands -- Sam gets out with Heff and Doc.
They move quickly towards the White House, but REPORTERS
yell questions.
A REPORTER
Are you going to appoint a Special
Prosecutor?
ANOTHER REPORTER
What about the Justice Department
investigation?
ANOTHER REPORTER
Why won't you comment directly?
Sam cups
s hands over his ears as the helicopter blades
st
ROAR and pretends 1
he doesn't hear
just like another
used to
them
I: inside.
I'lside.
dead.
ill wai t i
'"
91,.
511.1'1
Christ.
(quietly)
He leans against the wall a beat, closes his eyes.

SAM (bitterly)
Did you see what I just had to do?
Did you see me have to pretend that
(a beat, then hardl
Goddamnit!
A long beat; he looks at them.
SAM (quietly)
I never in my life imagined I'd sink
that low.
A long beat; nothing is said.
SAM (in pain)

Do you have anything more on
Calcutta?
BILLY
The death toll is up to 425.
Sam winces.
BILLY
They burned our Embassy, Mr.
President.
DOC (crazed)
Those goddamn savage heathen
sonsabitchesl
BILLY (quietly)
We got everybody out. Nobody was
hurt.
SAM (bitterly)
I must be the only President in the
history of the United States who

burned his own Embassy down.
DOC
Aw, bullshit, Sam! Back in the

60's, we had 'em going up like
matches in the sun. We'll rebuild
th1 sucker. It'll be good for their
local economy.
etlYl
Don't you
have died.
beat.
92.
DOC
That's the down side, Sam.

They stare at him.
Sam, finally --
SAM (quietly, controlling

rage)
What's the ~ side, Doc?
DOC (bright
You didn't start any wars. You
never had to say "Bring the boys
home!U
Sam just stares at him.
DOC
It's a real low body count, Sam -(a beat)
-- considering the possibilities.
Sam doesn't say anything, JUSt looks at him.
HErr
He's right, Mr. President.
sam looks at Doc a long beat, then at Heff, then walks out
of the room
tNT. A MASSAGE ROOM - THE WHITE HOOSE - NIGHT
He is being massaged very hard, really being beaten.
just lies there, looking exhausted.
HErr
Noriega's going to be on Zsa Zsa
Gabor's talk show tomorrow -- that's
the highest-rated talk show in the
country.
sam says nothing, gets beaten.
HErr (desperately: to Sam)
This thing is killing usl You've
managed to unite the Moral Majority
and the Animal Rights Leagues -that's a political miracle.
DOC (after a beat)
Maybe you should go on Sarbara
Walters and shed a few tears.
HEFF
And say what?
DOC
I
't know.
It doe.n't matter.
Nobody listens to her, they just
wait for the tears.
He
93.
Sam doesn't even lOOK at them
he is being beacen .
his eyes are closed and
HEFF (desperate)
Do you know how out of control this
is getting? The Dairy Lobby is
going to issue a statement about
this. The Dairy Lobby! Are you
kidding me?
Penthouse is paying
$100,000 to some kid who works on
your brother's farm who says he
screwed the same cow. Gary Hart is
covering the rest of the campaign
for the Miami Herald. Gary Hart!
Six kids, aged 12 to 14, were
arrested in upstate New York for
kidnapping a cow with sexual intent.
What's next? Are the pimps going to
put them out on 42no Street?
DOC
That's not a bad idea. It's safe
sex, you know. I read up on it.
A
long beat -- Sam sits up. He stares.
Masseur leaves.
HEFF (quietly)
The Speaker'S coming over tomorrow
with the Party chairman. There's
talk of asking you to resign.
DOC
They'll never do that.

HEFF (in disbelief)
Why not?
DOC
Because they'd be stuck with Petey

Graham. He's better insurance for
Sam than what's-his-name was.
Bush's guy Redford.
A
long beat, he sips his drink.

HEFE' (quietly, intensel y)
We've got to do something, Mr.
President.
Sam says nothing, stares.
te
it
9 is
?'.\W
DOC (angr i l )
Well then, we should've g
n him
that Beaver Cleaver pill!
A
long beat.
REF:'
I've got an idea.
(quietly)
They look at him.

INT. THE SITTING ROOM - wnITE HOUSE - NIGHT
He stands in his robe, looking out the window -- Doc and
Heff in the room behind him, watching him intently. A
long beat as he stares, then -SAM (simply)
No.
A long beat
distress.
Doc and Heff look at each other in

aUF
(e
This is your choice, Mr.

President. You do this -- nobody
gets deleted, erased, edited, faded,
Cleavered, whatever -- and we've got
a shot. If you don't, Noriega may
as well have put a bullet in your
heart.
Sam keeps staring out the window intently.
SAM
No.
Absolutely not.
HUF
Why the hell not?

(a beat)
Excuse me -- why not, Mr. President?
SAM
He's a human being.

He's a worm!
Sam stares out the window -- a
him.
Mr.
Barty
beat as they watch
't
He's Joe McCat

without the boo~e. He's going to
play with this count
the same way
he play~
eh himsel
95.
1.
Sam doesn't say anything, but tutns and looks at them.
You know what

day? I heard
years old, he
briefcase for
DOC
I heard the other
when Jimbo was twelve
wanted a black
Christmas.
Sam looks away from him, stares out the window again.
DOC
Think about it, Sam. Do you want
somebody like that in here? He
wants a black briefcase for
Christmas and he jacks cff all the
time?
Sam stares out the window, says nothing.
EXT. THE AMERICANA HOTEL - NEW YORK - NIGHT (F!LM FOOTAGE)

Lots of policemen, spinning red lights, two hookers being
brought out in handcuffs -- and then we see Jose Noriega.
his hands cuffed behind him. being led out by a bevy of
policemen.
I.
T
MARTIN (V.O.)
Police said they were acting on an
anonymous tip when they arrested
Noriega at the Americana Hotel. He
was in the company of two women with
long records for prostitution. They
recovered 14 ounces of cocaine in
his room. He will be charged with
possession of cocaine for sale.
We see Noriega yelling to the cameramen.
NORIEGA (V.O.)
I don't do drugs!
I don't know
these women! I had a drink at the
barl I don't remember anythingl
Billy Long in front of a bunch of reporters.
from a statement.
BILLY
We have ro comment on Mr. Noriega's
arrest. He is innocent until proven
1I::y.
iness
the
rcumstances
the arrest
C,Ult no 1
lUI
allegat
recent
She reads
96.
EXT. A TOWN SQUARE - DAY

Senator Taylor talking to reporter.
SENATOR TAYLOR
don't have any comment. Since the
beginning of this campaign, we've
strived to take the high read. This
campaign is going to be decided on
issues, not dirt.
I
INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - DAY

Heff. Doc, Mark Simpson, Billy Long and Sam.
excitement in the room.
There is
MARK (to Sam: smiles)

There's a whole change of attitude
on the Hill this morning. The
Speaker has invited you to his
prayer breakfast.
SAM (flat)
Not unless they're serving Bloody
Marys.
HEFF
(e
Go. We'll write you a special

prayer. We could use some prayer
photos right now.
BILLY
(elCcited)
His arrest is going to change the
entire focus of this thing. They're
all going to start doing stories
about Noriega's background. His
allegations will be on the jump page
next to the hemorrhoid ads.
Sam looks at her a beat and then looks away. Ke is the
only one in the room who doesn't look excited: he looks
depressed.
SAM
Have we got the overnights yet?
HEFF
DOC (excited I
They're
to release him on bail
to
is afternoon.
e are
more reporters there than
that little
rl fell
the
An aide comes into the room br
him some sheets of paper.
1y, goes to Heff, g
97.
HErr (grins)
Alright, here we gol
He stares at the sheets of paper.
then --
He looks up.
A beat,
HEFF (to Mark and Billy)

Will you excuse us, please?
A
beat, and Mark and Billy leave the room.

SAM (quietly)
They didn't buy it, did they?
DOC (in disbelief)
Sure they bought it. They saw it
right on TV -- the guy in handcuffs,
the hookers -- they're voters.
They're dumb. They always buy it.
HEFF (to Sam~ evenly)

We dropped six points since the
bust. We're fourteen down.
Doc hits the wall with his fist.
A very long beat, then
SAM (quietly)
They're not dumb.
He gets up wearily.
I
He looks almost broken.
SAM (quietly)
don't deserve being here.
And he starts slowly, wearily, from the room.
HEFF (angrily)
What -- Jim Taylor deserves being
here?
Sam turns to him, looks at him a beat, then
SAM (quietly)
No; Tom Jefferson deserved being
here. Abe Lincoln deserved being
here. FOR deserved being here
and Jack.
(a beat)
And I used to take great pride
the fact that maybe, just maybe, Sam
Parr deserved being here a little
bit, too.
A
t,
he turns
He looks destroyed.
out
98.
EXT. THE SOUTH LAWN - DAY

He is throwing his horseshoes. It looks like it's the
greatest effort in the world for him to throw each one.
He sees the black Gardener he borrowed the truck from
nearby -- his truck is near him again.
Sam throws a last horseshoe, stands there, LOOKS at the
Gardener working, and slowly walks over to him. He looks
like he is in a daze.
THE GARDENER
You not gonna take my truck again.
Sam's smile is barely there.
SAM
No. Did you get your hat and jacket
back?
THE GARDENER
Yes, sir. Can't wear 'em no more.
My wife, she took 'em away, put 'em
in a case, goin' give it to the
grandchildren. ! ~ that hat.
SAM
too.
(a beat)
I'm sorry.
I did,
THE GARDENER
I gonna buy me a new one.
Next time
you ask me for it, I ain't goin'
tell nobody
loan it to you.
SAM
Deal.
He looks drained: his smiles are very tired.
SAM
What's your name?

THE GARDENER (after a beat)
Jethro.
Sam puts his hand out.
The Gardener shakes it warily.

SAM
I'd like it if
,
, not Knowi
99.
!'HE GARDENER
You gonna win?
SAM
It doesn't look like it, does it?
~el1,
THE GARDENER (after a beat; smiles)

: guess you ain't ever gonna
forget that cow, huh?

SAM
r guess not.
She worth it?
THE GARDENER
SAM
No.
{he smiles}
Hell no.
They look at each other a beat and they start to laugh
just a little bit. A long beat.
THE GARDENER
You ever think about just tellin'
the truth?
Ie
He starts to work on pulling weeds.

SAM
The President of the United States
isn't supposed to pOke a cow, Jethro.
A long beat as The Gardener works -- he doesn't look at
Sam.
THE GARDENER
Nobody tell the truth no more, see.
Everybody lie. Everybody expect
everybody lie. Now people watchin'
their T-Vee, they say -- Hellfire,
Sam's lyin' now too? Shit.
(he looks at Sam-nQw,
gets uP)
! been laughin' at you.
r say
Whooboy, he stiCK it in that old cow
-- whooboy, he got himself a dick.
But r was still goin' vote for you.
(a beat; Ite looks away)
Now r ain't goin' no more. Now r
he just like
the
n' s
home like
,vote
r ~body.
at each
r a long bea t::.
100.
THE GARDENER
Tell you what, though -- you want
truck, I give it to you anytime.
SAM
Thank you, Jethro.
(after a beat)
THE GARDENER (seriously)

You want my new hat wnen I gets it,
I give you that, too.
Sam looks at him a long beat, touched, nods, and then
starts to walk wearily away. The Gardener watches him.
INT. A TV STUDIO - NIGHT

Tom Martin is on the air.
MARTIN
Four days before the Presidential

election and two before the final
candidates' debate, President Parr
barnstormed the country, trying to
shore up his badly slumping
campaign.
SAM (on the TV, at a rally)
We are a nation at peace and a
nation
INT. THE SITTING ROOM - THE WHITE HOUSE - NIGHT
Sam shuts the set off.
are with him.
He looks exhausted.
Doc and Heff
DOC (angry)
Barnstorm -- what did he have to use
a word like that for?
SAM
It's just a word, Doc.

He looks utterly spiritless.
DOC
It's a cheap shot, that's what it

is, it'S a lot of horse shit!
HErr
Let's cut out all the animal

analogies, similes and metaphors,
"1
Doc 9
DOC
How com!!! it's so
iet around here?
101.
They look at
SAM
c. . .
",
Do you know how many messages I got

while I was gone? Two. Do you know
who the messages were from?
HEFF
Nixon.
SAM
Yup, Nixon.
!iEFF (smiles)
was talking to an AFt-erO guy
yesterday, he kept glancing at his
Rolex. I forgot what that feels
like -- when you talk and they
glance at their Rolex. It feels
like hell.
(gets UP)
Well, I've got to get some sleep.
I
SAM
Good night, Heff.

Me too, Sam.
DOC
SAM
Okay, Doc.
He looks so preoccupied he's hardly noticed they are leaving. He turns to the window, stares out. He opens the
glass door and steps out on the patio. He buttons up his
robe -- it's cold. He stands there, looking at the lights
of Washington, D.C. A long beat.
And he turns and goes back inside.
He goes to a telephone.
reaches down and dials.
Be stands there a beat, then

SAM
Emily -- did I wake you?

(a beat)
I'm in the sitting room.
(a beat I
No, no, it's nothing. I just wanted
to ask you to come to the debate
th me.
I a beat)
I know
always come. I just
wan
to ask
to oome.
la bUt)
1, because it ocourrEld to me that
I !'latin' t asked you to tio anything in

long time.
iii
I MOREl
,,:.
SAM (CONT'D)
(a long beat)
Good night, Emily,
And he hangs up, stands there a moment,

EXT. A TOWN HALL - NIGHT
Tom Martin is on the air, an old town hall that looks like
it belongs in a different century lighted up behind him.
MARTIN
The candidates arrived tonight Eor
their final debate, two days before
the election, in the little town of
Nashua, New Hampshire, in this old
stone bUilding that has been the
town hall for 123 years.
We see FILM FOOTAGE of Sam arriving with Emily: of Jim
Taylor arriving with his wife. Sam looks spiritless,
going through the motions.
MARTIN (V .0. )
The debate will begin as President
Parr has slipped 23 points in the
lat.est Gallup poll behind RepUblican
Senator Jim Taylor. It is the
lowest standing for an incumbent
President since election polling
began.
INT. A DRESSING ROOM - NIGHT
Sam with Doc, Heff, and Emily.
makeup man is working on Sam.
Emily is knitting.
HEFF
Keep hitting away at the peace and
prosperity issue. Drop in the
Summit whenever you can. It's
pronounced Mos-coe, not Mos-cow.
Stay cool, be Presidential. ~
words like "leapffOaging," "pork
barrel" or "hog-tle ."
DOC
'lou don't want to make a horse's asS

f, Salil.
out
Doc grins.
Heff turns on him.

That' 3 not
What'd :[ say?
103.
They looK at each other -- Emi
statue.
titters; Sam is like a
SAM (quietly)
Could I ask you to leave me alone,
please? I'd just like to .. sit
here a minute.
They look at him with concern, then at each other, then
start heading out.
SAM
Would you mind . staying
Emily?
Doc and Heff glance at each other.
long beat, then smiles.
with me ..
She looks at him a
If you like.
She sits back down -- they leave. She continues her knitting. He just sits there, staring a long beat.
SAM (quietly)
Sometimes I wish I could knit.
EMILY
Maybe one day I'll teach you.
No thank you.
SAM
They look at each other and then she continues her knitting. He has been dead serious, but now he smiles slowly
-- looking at her: she is not looking at him.
And it
turns into the biggest smile in the world.
INT. THE TOWN HALL STAGE - NIGHT
The town hall is filled -- we see many of the political
faces here that we've seen before -- the Cabinet members,
General Woods, Crawford, etc. We can go to their facial
reactions if we want.
Tom Martin is the moderator -- a panel of news people face
the candidates -- among them is Lacy Morrow, looking very
businesslike. The candidates stand behind lecterns.
Sam lOOks downcast: Senator Tay:or looks buoyant.
MARTIN
candidate
11
fi \/'\11
nutes for
s
ng statement.
Senator Taylor won the
n tOllS and
has elected to begin. SEl!'l,u;or
Taylor.
104.
SENATOR TAYLOR
I'm here to speak to you of a bygone
~~erica!
An America without
affirmative action! Without
welfare! An America ready and
willing to take care of itself.
DISSOLVE TO:
INT. THE TOWN HALL - LATER
SENATOR TAYLOR
Let's make this count
the country
of our forefathers once again!
Let's return to the old-time ethical
standards! The morality that made
this nation great!
There is very loud APPLAUSE; Taylor has looked great.
Heff looks at Doc, winces.
MARTIN
President Parr.
Heff and Doc watch him with concern. A long beat, and he
says nothing. FROM HIS POV, we see Lacy sitting there
very prim and proper. He looks at Lacy. Lacy avoids his
eye.
Holy cow.
SAM (quietly I
Heff looks at Doc, his mouth drops open -- he gapes.

There is shock in the hall, TITTERS.
SAM (loud)
Holy cowl
There is LAUGHTER now, movement -HEFF (to Doc, frantic)
He's lost it -- sweet shit, he's

lost it!
SAM (hard)
He has the gall to talk about
ethical standards, this
sanctimonious little jerkoff -He points to Taylor, who gapes -- the beginning
pandemoniWll in the hall, some Reporters running for the doors -SAM
tried to blackmail me
racel
running about in the hall.
105.
SENATOR TAYLOR (desperately)

That's not true! That's not true!
He's crazy!
SAM (hard)
Morality, he says. Well, I'm not
going to be blackmailed!
Some APPLAUSE; other people speechless; Reporters running

about.
SAM
Yes,
diddled that cow.
Complete PANDEMONIUM.
SAM
I diddled one when I was fourteen

years old, and ! diddled one in the
same barn last month, just like my
dad did and his dad did before, and
a lot of men have diddled a lot
worse than that cow, let me tell
you.
Complete CHAOS in the hall.
fe
SAM
Let me tell you something else.
lied to you.
Things suddenly start to settle down now -- people seem to

be in shock.
SAM
But I did something worse than that.
I made a decision to frame Mr.
Noriega and get him arrested for
something he didn't do.
GAPES -- BOOS, NOISE from the crowd.
SAM
And there is no excuse for that. !
was wrong. I dishonored my office.
Heff is sitting on a chair with his head between his legs.
Doc is holding his shoulder. ! t is quiet once again in
the
1.
I've
Ie's
SAM (quietly I
ing else to say to you.
open now.
When I
came into 0 ice, I

I
waliin't going' to lil!! to you. And now
I know one thing: When! go out,
that's still going to be true.
106 ..
A beat, and he simply starts to walk away from the mike,

as CHEERS and EOOS and PANDEMONIUM begin again. Then he
turns back to Taylor, who looks like he is going to faint.
SAM
And you, sir, you can stay up here

as long as they're Willing to listen
to you. But! don't even want to be
in the same town with you.
More BOOS, APPLAUSE, PANDEMONIUM, as Sam walks calmly offstage.

A SERIES OF QUICK CUTS:
Newspaper headlines from across the country:
NORIEGA FRAMED
PRESIDENT ADMITS BESTIALITY
PSYCHODRAMA IN NEW HAMPSHIRE
PRESIDENT: TAYLOR A "JERKOFF"
TAYLOR: PRESIDENT "CRACKERS"
NIXON PLANS COMEBACK
NORIEGA TO SOE GOVERNMENT
DOWN DOWN l23! MARKET CLOSES!
FIRST LADY: "I'M PROUD OF HIM"
PETE ROSE TO PREZ: DON'T GIVE UP ON HALL OF FAME
INT. A TV STUDIO - NIGHT
Tom Martin on the air, live.
his throat before he begins.
He looks shaken -- he clears
MARTIN
Good evening. As America reeled
from the effects of last night's
Presidential debate in Nashua, New
Hampshire, global reaction was
mixed. In Moscow, President
Gorbachev responded with a barnyard
epithet when a reporter asked him if
he thought the President of the
United States had lost his capacity
to govern.
GORBACBEV speaks in Russian with a TRANSLATOR translating
as he speaks -GOIUlACHEV
Why? Because he was honest?
Because a man is honest does not
make him crazy. Perestroika has
meant that honesty must not
be equated wi
madness, as it was
in the Soviet Union for so many
years. That notion is -(in EngliSh)
-- how do you say Bullshit,
107,
THE TRANSLATOR
Bullshit.
MARTIN
In India, the government declared a
state of emergency as the death toll
rose to 2,332 in the largest antiAmerican rioting in history, We
have a report from Calcutta.
INT. A waITE HoaSE MEETING ROOM - NIGHT
Sam is sitting watching the TV -- with him in the room are
Doc, Heff, Billy Long, Clark Crawford, Mark Simpson, and
Emily, who is doing her knitting.
They are watChing footage of crazed crowds and burning
buildings.
THE TV REPORTER (on scene)

Anything American was burned.
American Express. McDonald's.
Coca-Cola signs. Movie theatres
whose marquees advertised Hollywood
movies.
Sam shuts the set OFF.
He gets up.
A long beat: no one says anything.
SAM (quietly)
What about the body count now, Doc?
Are you still so happy I didn't start
any wars?
SAM (suddenly)
I'm going to go over there.
A beat -- no one says anything -- they look at each other.
Emily just keeps knitting.
HEFF (clear his throat)
I'm sorry, Mr. President?
SAM
I'm going to go over there.
HEFF (after a beat)
DOC (jumps up I
Like hdl you arel
, Sam,
I love
Like hell
know I
--
108.
Tomorrow morni
SAA
They stare at him.

DOC
It's the pressure, Sam. The pressure.
You'll be okay. Just hold my hand,
boy -- let's sit right down over here.
He tries to lead him to a chair.
Sam sees Heff looking at him.
SAA
Get that I-better-convene-the'Security-Council look out of your
eyes, Heff. I'm perfectly fine.
If you say so. Mr. President.

A long beat. as they stare at him.
EMILY (suddenly)
I think it's a great idea. Sam.
SAM (looks at her. smiles)
Thank you, emily.

Now they look at the two of them as Emily keeps knitting.
They clearly think they've both lost it.
CRAWFORD (carefully)
May I ask. Mr. President? Why in the
world do you want to visit India
now?
SAM
Because I hurt those people. I wanted

to help those people and I hurt them.
And I want to apologize.
DOC (upset)
Finel Step out on the damn lawn and
apologizel The whole world's standing
out there anyway waiting for the next
part of the freak showl
(to Heffl
Call tht goddamn Security Council!
I'm not gonna let him commit suicide!
MARK SIMPSON
see
Mr. resident?
pieces.
ceievis
footage,
'11 tear
to
109.
~~i
picks the pieces of her knitting up, looks at them.

~'1ILY (calmly)
We're already in pieces.
They look at her like she's totally lost it.

The Indian government's not going to
agree anyway. They've got a state of
emergency over there, they can't be
responsible for -SAM. (angry)
I'm the President of the United
States, dammit. If I want to go to
Calcutta, I'm gonna go to Calcutta.
EMILY
That's my Sam.
BILLY (to the others)
What's there to lose? The election's
over. This way -- he goes out with a
profile in courage.
CLARK (after a beat)

Maybe it is time for all of us to
start thinking about posterity.
DOC (very upset)
Posterior? Posterior? That's all
we've been thinking about for a whole
monthl Where the hell have you been?
Good.
SAM. (smiles)
It's decided then.
A long beat, then Emily gets up.

EMILi:
Well, I guess I've got some packing to

do.
And, as they stare, she heads out of the room.
INT. EBS NEWS - DAY

Lacy Morrow sits at the news desk.
ANNOUNCER (
Th
Mor
a spec
News wi
it
of
row.
110.
LACY
Good morning. Amerioa votes today as
the Gallup-EBS Poll shows a 31 point
lead for Senator Taylor. As political
exoerts everywhere forecast the
greatest landslide in American
history, the President of the United
states is on his way to Calcutta in
defiance of the Indian government's
wishes. Millions of Indians,
meanwhile, have taken to the streets
of Calcutta to protest the President'S
arrivaL
LIVE VIDEO COVERAGE - CALCUTTA
Jammed streets. Crazed, HOWLING mobs. Chaos. American
flags being burned. Sam being hanged in effigy. Windows
SHATTERING. Buildings aflame.
INT. AIR FORCE ONE - DAY
Sam is watching this on TV on the plane. Emily sits next
to him, knitting -- also there are Doc and Reff. We see
lots of Secret Servicemen -- the same ones who knocked Sam
down in front of the White House -- wearing their shades.
d.
\""
As they watch the Indian scenes of carnage
DOC
I don't care what you do, Sam -- but
I'm not getting off this goddamn
plane, I'll tell you that.
SAM
How far are we?
HEFF
Seven and a half hours.
A SECRET SERVICE: AGENT in charge comes in.
THE AGENT
Calcutta traffic is gridlock
EMILY
It was gridlock when we were here the
last time, too -THE AGENT
President Singh has notified us he
provide no special seclui ,but
KGB
sent 200
their people
're set
advance
now.
11L
HEFF
Do you want to hear some exit polls?
They don't even answer him.

DOC
Where the hell are we going once we

get there?
SAM
To the Embassy.
DOC
The heathens burned it down, Sam -weren't you listening?

EMILY
Burned or not, it's still our embassy,
Doc.
He stares at her.
INT. EBS ELECTION CENTRAL - NIGHT
Tom Martin in front of the gigantic electronic set. There
are lots of people there now: the place is very alive.
Big TV monitors, maps allover the room.
MARTIN
Good evening. As the count begins for
this year's Presidential election, one
thing is already certain. This will
be the lowest turnout in American
history. Urban registrars across the
country report record-breaking low
turnouts. With me now is ESS White
house correspondent Lacy Morrow. LacY
-- is there any way, in your
estimation, that President Parr can
pUll off a political miracle tonight?
LACY
Well, if I've learned anything at al~
at the White House, Tom, it is never
to underestimate President Parr's
strengths. I don't want to come eo
any premature conclusions, but
this election, it seems to me, is
really anti-climactic. It climaxed
with a bang in New Hampshire.
MARTIN (urgent I
is
I have
now that
r Force
U
about to land in Calcutta -- we
be switching live by satellite as
as the President lands.
112~
INt. AIR FORCE ONE - DAt
It is night in America, day in Calcutta. As the plane

comes in to land, they see a sea of people. Sam stares.
Emily looks up from her knitting, looks out, then looks
baok at her knitting -- but puts her right hand around
Sam's.
Doc just stares out the window.
DOC (to Heff: qUietly)
I know ! have but one life to give for
my country but! want it.
LIVE TV COVERAGE
We see the plane doors opening.

action as it happens.
Martin describes the
MARTIN (V .0.)
That fleet of limousines you see there

awaiting the White House party was
provided by Indian holy man
Rabindranath Ma.
We see a photograph of a somewhat familiar-looking man in
the top right-hand corner of the screen. He is very
bearded and very long-haired.
MARTIN (V .0. 1
Mr. Ma, as some of you may know, is

the former televangelist Jimmy
Swaggart, who moved to India six years
ago, renounced Jesus, and set up his
pantheistic ministry on the banks of
the Ganges.
EXT. AIR FORCE ONE - DAY

Sam stands at the top of the stairs. A beat -- he doesn't
smile, and then he waves. An overwhelming chorus of BOOS
and Chaotic NOISE greets him: the howl of the mob.
A beat, and he starts to head down.
Heff comes to him
quickly from inside the plane. He wears a headset with
one of those tiny mouthpieces attached.
Sam stops, looks at Heff.

face.
He sees the concer n on Hef f' s
SAM (with feeling)

It'll
I: i9M,
ReEf.
re is affect
bet~een these two
Heff say at a moment 1
51
I.
HEF:'
All we've got is the big-ci

vote.
Democratic, solidly-labor -- it's
going two-to-one for Taylor.
Sam smiles, then heads down the stairs. Emily, Heff, Doc
-- wearing a headset with a mouthpiece just like Heff's -are behind him, as well as a bunch of Secret Service
types.
They get to the bottom of the stairs. The HOWLING,
banshee-like noise continues. They are greeted by men in
suits.
SAM (to one of them)
know you, don't
I?
It is one of the KGB MEN who drove him back to the White
House.
THE KGB MAN
You felt like getting out of the house
again. right?
LIVE TV COVERAGE
The Presidential motorcade -- a very small one -- is
moving at snail's pace through huge, angry crowds.
MARTIN (V .0. )
This is a unique moment in American

history -- The President of the United
States, on Election Night. braving
hostile crowds. riding Jimmy
Swaggart's limousine. en route to the
ruins of a burned American Embassy. to
apologize for a deviant sex act.
As we FOLLOW the limousine at snail's pace through the
SCREAMING, angry crowds -- these words run across the
bottom of ths screen: EBS PROJECTS SENATOR TA~LOR HAS WON
NEW YORK AND PENNSYLVANIA.
INT. THE PRESIDENTIAL LIMOUSINE - DAY

Sam sits in the back with Emily, who is knitting -- facing
Heff and Doc. who are wearing their headsets.

angry faces push against the windows,
Crazed,
HEFF (into his mouthpiece)

It's wrong, check it again.
(to Sam)
Athens County.,
rura
solidly Republican. Last time out
1,400 people voted there out of
11, 0 registered. This time out,
we've got 10,2
people voting.
(e
Sam looks at the SCREAMING, angry faoes. As he does,

these words run across the bottom of the screen: EElS
PROJECTS SENATOR TAYLOR HAS WON ILLINOIS AND OHIO.
SAM
What are you knitting, Emily?
EM!LY
A sweater for Joey.
(smiles)
SAM
It
looks nice.
Thank you.
E.'ULi: (smiles)
REFF (t 0 Sam)
It doesn't make any sense. We've got
the lowest turnout in Presidential
history, according to the TV guys -what the hell are all those people
doing voting in Athens County, Ohio?
DOC
It's the goddamn computers screwing

everything up!
HEFF (to mouthpiece)

What?
(to Sam)
It says we're getting 9,150 votes out
of 10,200.
(a beat. then suddenly)
Oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy!
They follow his look. A sacred cow is at the side of the
car, its face pressed to the glass.
DOC (yelling)
Get that damn cow outa here, for
Christ's sake!
Sam and the cow look at each other a long beat.

SAM (quietly, EriendJ.y l
Rello there, Elsie, how are you?
Emily looks up from her knitting. looks at him smiling at
the oow, sort of harrumphs, and goes back to her knlttlng.
LIVE COVERAGE
'I toward a
into r
le.
MARTIN (V .0.)
That,!
nk is what is left of the
American Embassy. This is a scene of
absolute chaos, a moment of drama
equal in my mind to Neil Armstrong's
first step on the moon.
(a beat, then urgently)
EBS projects, on the basis of early
urban returns, that Senator Taylor has
won the states of Maryland, South
Carolina. Virginia, and Florida.
(more urgent)
Senator Taylor. ! have word, has just
entered his campaign headquarters at
the Palmer House in Chicago.
re
!NT. THE PALMER HOOSE - CHICAGO

The campaign headquarters -- Taylor and his wife and kids
step out on the stage. wave to the crowd. A band PLAYS
the theme from Rocky. Excitement. Joy. Taylor smiles
the smile of the winner.
Thank you.
Crowd CHANTING:
TAYLOR (smiling)
Thank you.
We want Taylor!
We want Taylor!
INT. THE LIMOUSINE - CALCUTTA

!t pulls up to the rubble of the Embassy, stops. The
HOWLING crowd. Only a few walls are left and they are
covered with anti-American graffiti in big letters. The
crowd all around the car.
Sam looks out at this.
DOC (desperate)
Let's get the hell outa here, Sam!
Please. Pleasel
Sam looks at the angry crowd.

scared.
A long beat.
He looks
EMILY (calm)
It's the largest crowd we've ever
worked, Sam.
He looks at her, smiles.
Doc and Heff still wear their
headsets.
REFr (suddenly)
~~""P'"
Pennsylvania,
fa.
,(lOO r istered;
it in machine-9un style, a faraway look in his
116.
'.
i
DOC (to Heff, yelling)

Will you shut up, for Christ's sake!
HEFr (in a babble)
Plier County, Vermont -- 4,000
registered -- 3,120 votes for Parr.
Doc reaches over in fury and pulls the plug out of Heff's
headset.
SAM (to Emilv, smiles)
Let's go knock 'em dead.
And he opens the door.
And Doc closes his eyes shut as
Heff desperately tries to fix his headset.
LIVE COVERAGE
OVERHEAD SHOT -- getting OUt of the limo, surrounded by
Secret Service and KGB guys -- hemmed in by a HOWLING mob
on all sides -- Sam has his arm around Emily as they make
their way to the rubble of the Embassy.
MARTIN (V.O.)
On the basis of three percent of the
vote, EBS now projects: Senator James
Taylor of Illinoisl Has been eleCted
President of the United Statesl
INT. A SUITE AT THE PALMER HOUSE - CHICAGO
WHOOPING, hugging -- Taylor and his family and closest
advisors. Who is that man in the corner? Can that possibly be Richard Nixon? ViCtor Mackey grins, holding a
telephone, smiling broadly as people hug him. And then
the smile on his face suddenly fades.
LIVE TV COVERAGE - CALCUTTA
Sam gets to a large mound of rubble inside the Embassy
area. He climbs it and stands there as the mob HOWLS at
him.
SM
My friends -An egg hits him in the face, splatters down his face.
My friends
SCreen,
TAYLOR ELECTED.
flash
words. Sam tries to talk.

He just stands there.
Another egg
i
55 it.
117.
and Heff.
Doc stands bel'll

Sam on the mound with Eml
Suddenly Doc's eyes go huge in thls chaos.
DOC
(quietly)
Holy shit.
A long beat, as Sam stands there, facing the howling

crowo4
Holy shit!
DOC
(VIHy
loud)

Tom Martin, off camera, with Lacy, two other correspondents, and Elliot Kohner. They're looking at computer
figures. There are TV monitors allover the room showing
Sam trying to speak.
MARTIN (looks at sheet)
I don't get ito
KORNER
I don't either.
It
MARTIN
be the damn computers.
A CORRESPONDENT
We called the county registrar's

three times. I called myself.
Tom gees another computer printout.
MARTIN (reads)
Wyandotte County, Michigan. Rockrib
rural. RepUblican. 14,000 registered
-- 12,300 voted. It's impossible.
It's just -- not -- possible.
Kohner takes the printout.
KORNER
12,300 voted -- 10,200 of them for

President Parr.
MARTIN (flatly)
Come on, it's wrong.
A man l:ll:ings another sheet of printout.
it.
MARTIN (
Martin looks at
disbel
Jefferson County. Indiana. Rural.

R~publican.
15,200 reqistered.
13,200 voted. 11,900 for Parr.
(MOREl
118.
i.
MARTIN (CONT'D)
fa long beat, then)
What the ruck is going on?
Lacy lOOKS at the printout a long beat -- then, very

quietly -Oil.
my God.
INT. THE PALMER HOOSE SO!TE - N!GHT
Everybody yelling "We want Taylor!" Victor Mackey, in all

this noise, whispers something to Senator Taylor.
Taylor's face goes blank. He suddenly looks like a ghost.
EXT. THE EMBASSY - CALCOTTA
One of the KGB men hands Sam a bullhorn. He stands there,
atop the mound of rubble, in the HOWLING noise -SAM
My friends -They start to quiet -- but very little.

Doc is a few people away from Heff, both of them wearing
their headsets, behind Sam.
SAM (lOUd, to Heff)
What the hell is going on?
liEF!' (loud)
I
don't knowl
Sam glances back at them a beat, then

SAM
My friends -LIVE TELEVISION COVERAGE

Tom Martin is on.
He looks shaken.
MARTIN
On the basis of record-setting rural
and agricultural returns -- tBS is
withdrawing -- withdrawing -- our
earlier projection that Senator James
Taylor has been elected President of
the onited States.
AlII Sam t:rielll to talk, Doc suddenly lets out

whoop, and then another.
iii.
wi
,era
(e
Sam looks back at him -- the crowd seems awed by the

whoops, too, and now really starts to quiet.
Sonofabitch!
HEFF (screaming)
Doc lets out another whoop as Sam looks at them and the
crowd is quiet enough now for him to speak.
My
friends --
SAM (with bullhorn)
Behind him, Doc and Heff try to restrain themselves.

SAM
come before you today, as the
President of the United States -- to
aSK your forgiveness.
I
Some angry yells and noise in this huge crowd but they are
for the most part quiet.
OOC (suddenly, loud)

We won New York!
Sam lOOKS baCK at Doc in disbelief.
OOC (grinning like a loon)

We won New Yorkl
SAM
come to ask you not to blame the
greatest nation on the face of the
earth for one foolish old man's
mistake.
I
On screen, we see these words run across the bottom:

PROJECTS PRESIDENT PARR HAS WON NEW YORK.
EBS
SAM
have no excuse for what I did. I am
a human being, like all of you, with
faults like everyone else.
I
OOC (sUddenly, loud)

We won Pennsylvania!
SAM
Please don't allow my actions to
separate our two great nations.
z.
{A
On
bottcm:
screen, we see these words running acrosS thE!

PROJECTS PRESIDENT PARR HAS WO~
SAM
re to ask you to somehow find
it in your hearts to forqive me.
I am
{MOREl
IA.
120.
SAM (CONT'D)
am here to ask you to understand, as
have learned to understand, that we
are -- all of us -- all of us
everywhere in every nation -- we are
all God's imperfect children. That's
all we are. That's all we will ever
be.
I
I
INT. THE PALMER HOUSE SUITE - NIGHT

Senator Taylor stands against a wall. He looks dead.
Everyone in the room is frozen, staring at him. Victor
Mackey is crying.
Senator Taylor turns, deadpan, and walks into the bathroom. He closes the door.
EXT. THE EMBASSY IN CALCUTTA - DAY
Thank you.
SAM
And God bless you.
He stands' there a long beat.

huge crowd.
There is not a sound in the
LIVE COVERAGE
Tom Martin, on screen.
He is almost babbling.
MARTIN
We're beginning to get the Western
vote. Record turnouts in Wyoming,
Idaho, North Dakota, South Dakota,
Utah, New Mexico -- rural areas across
America turning out like they've never
turned out before, voting
overwhelmingly for President Parr -EXT. EMBASSY - CALCUTTA
The phalanx of KGB and Secret Service guys leading Sam,
Emily, Heft, Doc and the others through the crowd. The
crowd is still, ehese people are just staring at him.
As they work their way through the crowd to the limo
HErr leo Sam)

Ie's a fucking stampede I
Can you believe it? The
farm4u's!
DOC
What the hell'!

n~ver
vote
usl
The farmers!
g~ddallln
121"
I.
INT. TEE LIMOUSINE

They pile inside the ~lmo. As soon as ~~ey do, the limo
starts moving, slowly, through the crowd.
DOC
r don't get it!

BUF
I don't, either!
Emily takes her knitting out again.
I do.
'iou do?
BEFF
EMILY (smiles l
r certainly do.
I
do too.
SAM (smiles)
EMILY (knittinq)
Every farmer I ever knew had a soft
spot for a cow
Doc and Heff stare at her a long beat.
INT. THE PALMER HOOSE SOITE - THE BATHROOM
Senator Taylor sits on the lidded toilet, ful~y-dressed.
His eyes are dead. He stares. A long beat, and then we
hear the SOUND of a zipper being unzipped.
Tom Martin, on the air with Lacy. On ~he mon~tors around
them, we see the Presidential motorcac.e moving slowly
through the streets of Calcutta.
LACY
What I think we re seeing, ":':lm, is a
response to rugged" old-style
American individualism. The Silent
Majority has finally voted. ESresident
Parr has struck a chord and non-urban,
non- 'ethnic America has responded.
Liberalislll is no longer a big-city
pl'ul!nOmenOIH it h,UI captured the heart
-- the secret heart
Amer
I
itself:
les.
Martin st.u:es at her
oil.
beat.
!U. is e.xprlUI!l
smile.
~ did !lhe say? -- and then ~orcell a
--
MARTIN
Thank you, Lacy,
INT. THE LIMOcrS!NE

as it moves through traffic very sloWly.
DOC
We've got Virginia!

Florida!
lIUF
DOC
South Carolina!
Texas!
The car comes to a sudden, dead stop.

thrown out of their seats.
They are almost
DOC (turning around I

What the hell's the matter?
Heff turns and stares.
Ie
Ott no.
,
\
RUF (quietly)
And then we see it. A sacred cow stands right in the

middle of the road, a couple hundred feet in front of the
car. There are thousands of people on both sides of the
car.
long beat, as Sam looks at the cow throuqh the window,
and then he opens the door.
DOC (in panic I

Don't do it, Sam!
Sam qets out -- and Eeff puts his head into his hands.
Saa qets out. There is pindrop silence in the street.

looks at the cow a long beat -- the cow looks at him
and then he slowly goes up to it.
He
Emily has qotten out of the car behind him and stays about
fifty feet behind him.
Sam
thlll cow look at If!Uu:h othtlu' a 101'19 bea t: TI'Il~ cow
!Sl.lddltnly MOOS -- th~ crow drops
ita kl'l....
It MOOS
again. The erowd pre their face. toward the qrOl.l.na
A long baat. as Sw lOOK$ at the cow. then --
123.
SAM (gently, qUietly)

You go on now,
ie. Go on now.
Iii beat)
You go your way, honey, and I'll go
mine.
A long beat, the cow sands there, and Sam slOWly smiles.
SAM
You know I lOVE! ya, honey.
do. Go on now, go on.
You know I
The cow gives Sam a last, mournful look and wanders away.
On screen, suddenly, the flashing words:
RE-ELECTED!
PRESIDENT PARR
He turns to Emily, standing there, as the crowd is getting

up off the ground and staring at Sam in awe. They start
to walk back toward the limo.
SAM
Emily, did ! tell you
was sorry?
EMILY
Actions speak louder than words,
Sam.
--
Be looks at her and as he opens the door to the limo for

her, he kisses her softly on the cheek.
SAM
Not in politics, honey.
And they get into the car.
INT. PARR CAMPAIGN HEADQUARTERS - NEXT DAY
The band PLAYS a boomin9 "hil to the Chief" aa Sam comes

out on the hUge, platform-style sta9.. Bunting is everywhere. lie is with .E:IIIily, Connie, Sam Jr., the grandchildren, Doc, Beff, some of the others.
Be waves, grins, backslaps, moves down the big stage,
pointin9 to people, lau9hing as the band keeps playing
"hil to the Chief."
And the FINAL CREDITS BEGIN.
We BOLO on this consummate political campaign scene -- the
victorious candidate, in full triumph, waving, smiling,
b.u:klllappinq, Hit COlllltll! to thlt edqe of the staqe and
Sh.ilklillfl hands
th plIIlopllU General Woodlll -- JettU'o,
<;lardenet
thetlil in a
-- he qOIlUI up
Lacy, mJ"Y'"
het hand a 1lI0lliIUU:.
I,UI .E:IIIily w<IItchellll from the
suge)
Near the end of the CREDITS, a very wary Vice-President

Graham comes onstage -- Sam gives him a look -- and they
link their arms together,
the final image as the
CREDITS run to their end as the band PLAYS and the
crowd CHEERS.
THE END
03'VJ~"!t"
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Total chaos -- and in the middle of the chaos we glimpse,

He looks at her, smiles. She starts getting out of bed to

r have a debate to cover

nice in bed, Sam --

I'll take "ve

What happened to Donna Rice?

Beats me. Tomorrow night, before

Tell him to come to the hotel.

Do you know what he is, Heff?

Makeup people are working on him. Doc is there and Heff

Why doesn't he listen to his

Well, I think that's ve

I wouldn't want to go to a White

I'm going to have to ask everyone

DOC (starts to leave)

EMILY (to Sam, leaving)

Mackey extends his hand; a beat, and then Sam barely

Heff looks at his watch.

went into the barn, didn't yOU?

HErF lin disbelief)

Sam just looks at him, then at Senator

SAM (to Taylor, quietly)

A long beat as they look at each other.

Sam just sits there as they leave; Heff stares at him,

Sam looks at him a

A long beat, and Sam gets up.

He looks very disturbed.

INT. THE CONVENTION HALL - NIGHT

Tom Martin, the anchorman -- Sitting next to him is Lacy

But disjointed. He may have been

INT. AIR FORCE ONE - NIGHT

Eyes glazed, staring straight ahead, the President sits in

HEFF (losing patience)

A long beat -- Sam sips his drink.

HEFF (after a long beat)

Heff sits there a long beat, doesn't look at him.

HEFF (in ShOCk)

Yeah, I fucked her.

INT. THE OVAL OFFICE - MORNING

They don't look at each

MARK (a slight smile)

office and discussed a great many

r wish he would have!

SAM (looks them over)

Nobody says anything.

A long beat: nobody says anything.

! slept like a baby.

SAM (suddenly serious)

a:!! he talkS: he is completely

CRAWFORD (with distaste)

I have to ask you, Mr. President

Doc stands up suddenly.

What about the

Whether the networks use it would

long beat, as they consider it.

A long beat, as they look at Doc.

You're damn right it is! We can

FORRESTER (on screen)