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CONGRESSMAN Personally, I don’t know what to say to people who argue that the N.E.A. is there to support art that nobody wants to pay for in the first place. I don’t know what to tell people when they say Rogers and Hart didn’t need the N.E.A. to write Oklahoma, and Arthur Murray didn’t need the N.E.A. to write Death of a Salesman.

TOBY I’d start by telling them that Rodgers and Hammerstein wrote Oklahoma, and Arthur Murray taught ballroom dance, and Arthur Miller did need the N.E.A. to write Death of a Salesman, but it wasn’t called the N.E.A. back then. It was called W.P.A.

We pan to THE ROOSEVELT ROOM. Toby is having a meeting with RAYMOND BURNS and two other Congressmen about the State of the Union address.

BURNS Toby, I’m concerned that the speech contains a number of positions that democrats and Congress aren’t quite on board with yet.

TOBY They’re free to write they’re own speech.

BURNS I understand, but they are the ones who are gonna have to run against us a year from now.

TOBY What are your concerns?

CONGRESSMAN We feel, even in this draft—

BURNS And, you’ve made some progress.

CONGRESSMAN Yes, but even in this draft, there’s too much emphasis placed on the role of federal government.

TOBY I’ve pared down…

BURNS We know.

TOBY This is an opportunity for a pep rally. This is an opportunity to trumpet government. Why do we want to pretend to be sorry for intruding?

CONGRESSMAN Because that’s what people want to hear.

TOBY So I’ve been told.

BURNS Toby?

TOBY Why don’t you pick your section of the speech. Fight with me about it, and I’ll lose, and then I can call in the next group.

BURNS You understand—

TOBY Pick a section. There’s a line waiting outside. I’ve got 31 hours to-to write this…

BURNS We don’t—

CONGRESSMAN Federal funding for the arts.

TOBY The N.E.A.? [sighs] Let us open our hymnals to page 22.

The Congressman smiles.

…

BURNS Now, the President’s proposing in his speech that the budget by the N.E.A. be increased by fifty percent?

TOBY The National Endowment amounts to less than 1/100th of one percent of the total budget for the federal government. It costs taxpayers 39 cents a year. The arts budget for the U.S. is equivalent to the arts budget of Sweden.

ABBEY Well, the good news is, your temperature’s gone down. BARTLET Can I go to the office? ABBEY No. BARTLET Why not? ABBEY It hasn’t gone down enough, and it’s gonna go back up again. BARTLET Why? ABBEY ‘Cause you have the flu. Abbey takes her stethoscope and puts the end on the President’s back. She listens. BARTLET Here’s the thing though. I never really saw you study while you were in med school. ABBEY Deep breath. BARTLET Do you even know what you’re listening for right now? [inhales] ABBEY Do you know how many other people I could have married? View high resolution

ABBEY Well, the good news is, your temperature’s gone down.

BARTLET Can I go to the office?

ABBEY No.

BARTLET Why not?

ABBEY It hasn’t gone down enough, and it’s gonna go back up again.

BARTLET Why?

ABBEY ‘Cause you have the flu.

Abbey takes her stethoscope and puts the end on the President’s back. She listens.

BARTLET Here’s the thing though. I never really saw you study while you were in med school.

ABBEY Deep breath.

BARTLET Do you even know what you’re listening for right now? [inhales]

ABBEY Do you know how many other people I could have married?

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BARTLET You’re very sexy when you’re in doctor mode you know that? ‘Give me an IV/saline solution and 100 milligrams of Flumadine. Stat.’ [beat] I could jump you right now.

ABBEY I could kill you right now.

BARTLET My thing’s more fun.

Dr. Bartlet

CHARLIE How you feeling, sir?

BARTLET I’m feeling roughly the same as I was feeling when you asked me four minutes ago.

CHARLIE I’m sorry.

BARTLET It’s okay. This isn’t the worst of it, Charlie. The worst of it’s coming up the stairs right now.

The bedroom door opens. Abbey comes in.

ABBEY Hello.

BARTLET Hello.

CHARLIE Good evening, ma’am.

ABBEY [puts her jacket and bag on a chair] Hey, Charlie. How you doing?

HACKETT Ma’am, I’m Admiral Hackett. I was on duty when it happened. [offers hand]

ABBEY [shakes hands] Good to meet you, Admiral. Charlie, would you mind getting my bag please?

Charlie does. Abbey takes a clipboard from Hackett. The President tries to get her attention.

BARTLET Abbey?

ABBEY [looking at clipboard] Oh, well. 101.9.

HACKETT Yes, ma’am.

ABBEY When’s the last time you checked?

HACKETT About an hour ago.

ABBEY Pulse and pressure?

HACKETT The pressure dropped before he fainted, but it’s coming back.

ABBEY 105 over 70.

HACKETT Yes.

ABBEY I want to put him on an IV/saline and vitamin solution. [to Jed] Honey, you still dizzy?

BARTLET I was wondering when you were gonna notice me.

ABBEY Are you still dizzy?

BARTLET No.

ABBEY He’s lying. Give him Flumadine, 100 milligrams, twice a day.

HACKETT Yes, ma’am.

ABBEY Thank you, admiral.

“The Era of Big Government Is Over”

BARTLET ‘How do we make the American dream a reality for all who work for it.’

TOBY Oh, come on.

BARTLET You got to add, ‘who work for it.’

TOBY Sir?

JOSH That was me.

TOBY We’ve decided this two weeks ago.

JOSH We’ve seen some pretty compelling polling samples. We need ‘people who work for it’ and I’ll tell you what else.

TOBY What?

JOSH ‘The era of big government is over.’

TOBY [stops walking] Oh, when did this happen?

JOSH This morning, we had a meeting.

TOBY We decided to offend poor people?

JOSH The people we’re offending won’t be watching the State of the Union.

TOBY Yeah, I can’t imagine why not.

BARTLET It’s what they’re listening for in welfare reforms, so screw it.

TOBY Alright, but when you get visited in the middle of the night by the ghost of Christmas future, don’t come running to me.

BARTLET Damn, Toby, ‘cause you’re exactly who I was gonna come running to.

TOBY You don’t look so good.

BARTLET Well, I’m gazing in the 321st century, man. There’s a lot on my mind.

JOSH How do you feel? BARTLET Why is everyone asking me that today? JOSH But you don’t look so good. BARTLET I’m fine. JOSH You’re pale and you’re perspiring. BARTLET I’m fine. C.J. You should be taking something, sir. BARTLET I’m taking many things, C.J. C.J. What are you taking? BARTLET I don’t know. My wife hands me pills. I swallow them with water. SAM Sir? BARTLET Vitamin C. Vitamin B. Is it possible I’m taking something called ‘euthanasia’? SAM Echinacea? BARTLET Ah, that sounds more like it… C.J. Mr. President. BARTLET I’m taking pills, C.J. C.J. Are you actually taking them, or are you just carrying them around in your pocket? BARTLET [beat] You know, carrying them around in my pocket was a pretty big step for me. C.J. You’ve got to take the pills. View high resolution

JOSH How do you feel?

BARTLET Why is everyone asking me that today?

JOSH But you don’t look so good.

BARTLET I’m fine.

JOSH You’re pale and you’re perspiring.

BARTLET I’m fine.

C.J. You should be taking something, sir.

BARTLET I’m taking many things, C.J.

C.J. What are you taking?

BARTLET I don’t know. My wife hands me pills. I swallow them with water.

SAM Sir?

BARTLET Vitamin C. Vitamin B. Is it possible I’m taking something called ‘euthanasia’?

SAM Echinacea?

BARTLET Ah, that sounds more like it…

C.J. Mr. President.

BARTLET I’m taking pills, C.J.

C.J. Are you actually taking them, or are you just carrying them around in your pocket?

BARTLET [beat] You know, carrying them around in my pocket was a pretty big step for me.

C.J. You’ve got to take the pills.

BARTLET [reading from teleprompter] I came to this hallowed chamber one year ago… …and I see we’re spelling ‘hallowed’ with a pound sign in the middle of it? SAM We’ll fix that. BARTLET The pound sign, is it silent? LEO Move on, Mr. President. BARTLET [resumes reading from teleprompter] I came to this hallowed chamber one year ago on a mission: to restore the American dream for all our people, as we gaze at the vast horizon of possibilities open to us… in the 321st century… Wow, that was ambitious of me, wasn’t it? SAM [heads to the podium] Leo… LEO Let’s take a break. BARTLET We meant ‘stronger’ here, right? SAM What’s it say? BARTLET I’m proud to report our country’s stranger than it was a year ago? SAM That’s a typo. BARTLET Could go either way. View high resolution

BARTLET

[reading from teleprompter] I came to this hallowed chamber one year ago…

…and I see we’re spelling ‘hallowed’ with a pound sign in the middle of it?

SAM

We’ll fix that.

BARTLET

The pound sign, is it silent?

LEO

Move on, Mr. President.

BARTLET

[resumes reading from teleprompter] I came to this hallowed chamber one year ago on a mission: to restore the American dream for all our people, as we gaze at the vast horizon of possibilities open to us… in the 321st century…

Wow, that was ambitious of me, wasn’t it?

SAM

[heads to the podium] Leo…

LEO

Let’s take a break.

BARTLET

We meant ‘stronger’ here, right?

SAM

What’s it say?

BARTLET

I’m proud to report our country’s stranger than it was a year ago?

SAM

That’s a typo.

BARTLET

Could go either way.

He Shall, From Time to Time

Josh and C.J. are watching the President on a television as he rehearses the State Of The Union speech.

BARTLET [OS] Members of the 106th Congress, distinguished guests…

JOSH He doesn’t look so good.

C.J. Yeah.

JOSH He’s pale and he’s sweating.

C.J. I know.

JOSH You think he’s getting sick?

C.J. I don’t know.

JOSH Are his glands swollen?

C.J. Damn.

JOSH What?

C.J You know what I forgot to do today?

JOSH What?

C.J. I forgot to feel the President’s glands.

JOSH Do you think the joke reflex you use as a defense mechanism is why you have so much trouble keeping a man?

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