Chain of Command

Just like yesterday.

Back hand and four-hand drill.

Yes, sir.

You're fine.

There we go.

Forehand--

Yeah.

Marty, please.

Meg Danforth.

He's expecting Mike.

You've got to step in.

Yeah.

Marty, where the hell have you been?

I need those numbers.

Yes.

I'm sitting.

Holy shit.

Are you kidding?

I'm ecstatic.

If you were here, I'd kiss you.

I'll talk to you first thing tomorrow.

Well, Jack, have another mimosa.

Latest polls show we've jumped six points.

You are now officially ahead of the incumbent.

You see that, Jack.

What'd I tell you?

Choosing Valdez as your running mate

set our numbers through the roof.

I should say, America loves Jack Cahill.

Tell that to the militia crazies.

He's gotten some death threats.

That's what you got those guys over there for.

Wish they'd wrap this up.

It's getting a tad warm out here.

I'm actually breaking a sweat.

Well, it's nice to know you actually do sweat there, Mikey.

It's reassuring to us mortals.

Of course, a lot of our success

has been due to your generosity as well, Cameron.

The support you've rallied for us in the industry.

I just hope we can continue to--

Jack and I go back a long ways.

Whatever you need, I'll make it happen.

She can't hit a tennis ball for shit but what

a wonderful piece of ass, eh?

That's no way to talk about your wife.

Yes.

Ain't that right, sweetheart?

What?

Keep playing.

No wonder she's what?

Number four?

Five.

Oh, god.

That's me.

Yup? Nope.

No, I'm just finishing breakfast.

What's up?

You've got to be kidding.

Christ.

Don't wait for the bounce.

No, no.

No, I'll be by--

give me about a half hour.

Jack.

What?

He's an old friend.

You believe this guy?

Yeah, you better get used to it.

I'll bet you $5 he takes this thing in November.

You're on.

Hey, Connelly, What's a four letter word for,

"I told you so?"

How about, fuck you?

Yeah.

That'll work.

Oh, yeah. Perfect.

Perfect.

Thank you so much.

He's-- hi, taking a rest.

You know, I seem to recall a wager being involved.

There wasn't any kind of wager involved.

I beg to differ.

Substantial sums are at stake.

Ow!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Haven't we had enough celebrating?

Never.

There's no such thing, Mr. President.

Meg, I'm not president yet.

Oh, come on.

Four more years.

It feels like somebody is using a jack hammer on me.

And you call yourself an Irishman?

Well, perhaps the new first lady.

Don't mind if I do.

Yes.

Everyone, a toast.

To a new beginning.

New beginning. MAN: Yeah.

Yes.

New begin--

Mr. President.

Four more years.

Excuse me.

Too much coffee.

I've got a few more thank yous to say this weekend.

I'll be back.

Meet me in the back.

Is this guy unstoppable or what?

Not 20 feet from the wife, no less.

Guys, sit up.

The San Francisco office just called in.

We ran the background check on one of our media friends

and it turned up a big red flag.

Word is Steven Howard, seat 49E.

Original check was clean.

Yeah.

They got an anonymous tip.

All right.

I'm going to need to speak with the pilot.

I want you guys to find our friend

and cut him out of the herd.

Discreetly.

There he is.

Nice to see you.

Congratulations.

Gun!

Get down, everybody!

Now!

Get down, sir. - Sir.

Sir, you have to get down.

Right now.

Sir.

Sir?

No!

We're losing pressure.

Burke, get me a doctor.

Get me a doctor.

Now.

Mike, come on, we've got to go.

There's going to be a debriefing as well as a counselor standing

by to talk to if you need him.

Cahill wanted me to be sure and thank

you for what you did for him.

He also said that he hoped that men

like you would always be there for him when he needed you.

You did your duty, Mike.

Sometimes innocent people get caught in the middle.

One now dead.

Listen, Mike.

I mean, this is a hell of a thing to have happened.

I grant you that.

I mean, but that's what we're here for.

It's part of the job.

That woman died for a guy who can't

keep it in his past for more than five fucking minutes.

It's not worth it.

No, wait.

It is not about whether he's worth it.

And it's not about whether you approve or you disapprove.

He's the next president.

It ends right there.

Christ, Mike.

You can't treat this thing like a-- like

you're some kind of boy scout.

It's not like he's the first president in the history of US

ever to get a woman on the side.

And besides, I mean, that is part of the job too.

That's the bottom line.

The bottom line is, if it comes down to it,

I have to take a bullet for this son of a bitch.

All right. Look, forget Cahill.

Forget him.

I need men like you.

You give me six months and you still want out after that,

I make sure you go wherever you want.

As a matter of fact, I've got a better idea

than-- how about this, you stick it out,

come in inauguration day, I promise you,

you will not have to take a bullet for this guy.

How's that?

Gentlemen, you're now being given

responsibility for the president's

mobile command center.

The Football.

This is an exact non-functioning replica, the item itself

being at this moment exactly where it should be,

which is never more than 40 feet from the president, rain

or shine, day or night.

It may not be in the same room with the man,

but he must always be within 30 seconds of contact

should the need arise.

Three people will know the combination to this case

at any given moment.

Yourself and the two other agents on Football

duty with you.