"Sincerely, Hadassah."
Send. Mmm.
- Send, send, send, send, send, send... - This just arrived for you.
Hope it's not full of anthrax.
This is for television advertising.
It's a really big, essential push.
I need you. Now.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
I shall return momentarily.
Listen, you and I need to have a little one-on-one seminar
about barging into important meetings.
- Those guys were about to drop two mil... - Look,
you and I are going through a rough patch, personally,
but I think we're both big enough not to let it stand in the way.
Look what just arrived in the mail.
Oh... Hadassah.
Let me run with it, please?
Actually,
I'm not asking. We're doing it.
We're up 35 points.
- We've won. - No, no, no.
We win if I run with this.
It's the final nail in his coffin.
- You really wanna do this? - Mm-hmm.
Payton's a kid.
You're not satisfied beating him? You wanna ruin his life?
Yes. I think it sends the right kind of message:
"Dede Standish plays hardball no matter what,
and she doesn't go easy on insolent, rich little punks
who never should've run against her."
Sherry, get me Richard Pell from the Post.
Do it yourself.
Fine! I'll call him.
I hate her.
We're destroying him.
You'll thank me later.
Hello?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Payton
why do you hate Native Americans?
I'm just saying what everyone is thinking.
The question you're gonna be hearing
at every campaign event for the foreseeable future.
I was six years old.
This is information that would've been wise to tell your staff about.
That I dressed up for Halloween when I was six?
That's my office.
- It's cultural appropriation. - It was a different time, okay?
The idea didn't even exist in the mainstream ten years ago.
Can't we just say he was dressed as one of the Village People?
The yearbook caption says he's Geronimo.
Payton, you're gonna have to do a public mea culpa.
Skye, as Payton's friend,
I think you should stand by his side on that stage.
You know his heart. He doesn't see black or white,
or rich or poor. He just sees
- voters. - She's not a prop.
Three years ago, I would have Keyser Söze-ed
every one of you for suggesting this,
but adulthood makes you pragmatic.
We probably aren't gonna win this election now.
But if we wanna keep having a chance,
then Payton has to get past this.
And Alice is right. If he stands up there alone
in a colorful Prada suit
like a big bag of Wonder Bread,
then his white ass is toast.
I'll be there by your side.
But you gotta understand something.
All of you do.
Cultural appropriation
is when members of a dominant group
exploits the culture of less privileged groups.
You call it borrowing, we call it stealing.
So, yes, I'm gonna get pissed off
when some basic blonde Becky on a CW show
about glamorous vampires
puts her hair in cornrows because it's "fashionable."
There is a thin line between appreciation and appropriation,
and you've... you've crossed it, Payton.
Thank... Thank you for that, Skye.
You're welcome.
And in return for me taking you to school...
You're gonna commit to going into the neighborhoods you don't usually canvas
and register young voters of color with me.
- You got it? - It'd be my pleasure.
All right.
- Now let's go clean up that mess you made. - Mm-hmm. Yes.
Yes, yes. Sunlight is the best disinfectant.
Thank you all for coming.
When I was six years old...
I made a terrible mistake.
I chose to go for Halloween as Geronimo,
that noble native chief,
a freedom fighter who gave his life
in the battle against oppression and tyranny.
Now, while my intention was to show my first-grade class
how much I admired Geronimo as a historical icon,
I realize now that it was deeply, deeply offensive,
not just to the Native American community but to all people in this country
who strive for a multicultural society.
The temptation might be to say, "What's the big deal?"
He was six years old. He didn't know any better.
"He was still a bed-wetter." But...
I'm sorry, that is not good enough for me.
I should have known better.
I faltered, and I failed.
And for that, I offer my sincerest apologies
to you, the voter, and to every single Native American
across this great land.
That I could hurt you or make you feel less than,
that the clothing of the Bedonkohe band of the noble Apache
could be worn as a costume,
for this, I truly apologize.
And it's my solemn promise to you today,
I will do better.
Thank you all for your time.
Mmm.
Should we get Chinese?
First, I have a point of order.
This isn't working for me.
This is about orgasm equality?
Because really, it's not Astrid's fault that she's multi-orgasmic.
My sexual satisfaction is not the issue.
You're both wonderful.
But I've noticed that you're giving Astrid more attention than me lately.
That's not true, is it?
Honestly, when it all gets going, I can't even tell who's who.
Payton has soft hands like a woman.
It's subtle but... noticeable, and trending in the wrong direction.
I see where this could be headed, and I want to bring attention to it
before resentment sets in.
Hey...
I'm so sorry, Alice.
I will balance things out from now on.
See? He's sorry, so let's not mess with it.
We're all having fun.
So, egg rolls?
I agree.
- Thank you for listening to me about this. - Mm-hmm.
I know that was a hard conversation.
I could see a way to get past this, but...
I have conditions.
All right, let's hear them.
I want all of us to rewatch Gilmore Girls together.
We need to all chip in to buy higher thread-count sheets
for this bed.
And cuddle time goes from six minutes to twelve.
I've never actually seen Gilmore Girls, so that's fine with me.
And I have seen it, but I'll gladly rewatch.
What do you say we start those 12 cuddle minutes right now?
Okay.
Okay. We are in the homestretch,
and I think it's pretty clear that climate
is the animating issue for our campaign,
and it's what voters need to be prioritizing,
even if they don't know it.
So, I want a climate event every day this week.
Let's go ahead and start brainstorming
what those could be.
Let's see. Um...
Okay. Bad pitch.
We get 100 people dressed like polar bears.
We all lay down on the steps at City Hall. We moan,
and we pretend to die from lack-of-salmon hunger.
I'm writing it down.
- Did you get that? - Yeah.
Emerson College poll came out.
It has you down 29 points.
That means the speech worked. We've stabilized.
Yeah, but, Payton...
I'm gonna lose.
I know.
Look, this hurts, okay? I really can't tell you.
I can't tell you how much this hurts, and I didn't expect
that this is the way that all of this was gonna end,
but,
but I've known all along that... That there was probably no way
for me to win this.
You know?
We all knew what this was going in.
We were crazy... to think we could pull this off.
And we did not,
and that's fine.
Because we were noble friends, together again.
And we believed in something.
A few years ago,
I mean, if we're being honest, probably a few days ago,
I would've been pulling out all my hair
and chucking chairs through the windows.
But I guess I've changed. I'm very proud of what we did here.
I stayed true to who I was,
and I ran the campaign that I wanted to run.
Who do you think sent the picture to Dede's campaign?
I don't know.
But I choose to live in today and what we do know.
So, from this point forward,
ha, no matter how much we... lose by,
I want us focused on the next campaign,
when, hopefully, time heals all wounds, and...
I am
uncanceled.
Now, I don't know what that is yet, and,
you know, a part of me doesn't really care, to be honest,
because as long as I keep fighting
for the issues that I believe in
and I do it in a way that other people can believe in too,
then
the campaign will reveal itself.
- It's so good to see you. - Hi, Andrew. Don't get up.
Thank you so much for doing this.
I've been dreaming about this for a long time.
Yes, Payton did say that.
Also, you text me that... a lot.
Sorry about that, but, you know, I love you, Infinity,
and love is a... a many-splendored thing.
- Mm-hmm. - It can drive you a little bit crazy.
It can, can't it?
Really glad that you brought that up,
um, because this is crazy.
Yeah, and it's not romantic crazy,
it's just crazy-crazy,
and I'm respecting you enough as a human being
to tell you this in person,
and then this will be the last time I communicate with you again
- for the rest of my life, okay? - Wait...
Not finished. When you text a girl you love her,
you should think, "Is this a normal thing to say to somebody
who I don't ever see in person?"
And when that person texts you back,
"I'm sorry, I'm just not interested," that should really be the end of it.
It's also quite inappropriate
for Payton to have set this meeting up, don't you think?
Like, I don't know, a date with me as payment
for some freelance campaign work?
- No. - I do not care
what the rigors of an election may be.
This is extremely upsetting,
- and I told him so. - Hi.
- Would you two like to see a wine list? - No, I... Nope. Nope. No wine, no food.
Thank you.
Look, I have had enough weird, toxic,
borderline-abusive-slash-actually-abusive male behavior in my life, Andrew.
I dated Ricardo.
So you, my friend, are canceled.
See you never again.
- Ever. - Infinity, wait. Don't...
It never ceases to amaze how good it feels to say no to things.
I'm doing it whenever I can now,
canceling my bad habits.
And I can honestly say
I feel like a new person.
It started a year ago.
I was in Beijing on my book tour,
and I looked out at the city,
and I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
The air was toxic.
The exhaust from five million cars,
coal plants belching fumes 24 hours a day...
This planet is the only place in the universe that we can call home,
and we are trashing it.
In the last 70 years,
we have generated eight billion tons of plastic,
and it doesn't go anywhere.
What can I do?
What can any of us do?
Our future is being dictated
by these enormous global forces that no one person can control.
The problem is just too massive.
And then I noticed something.
In the three days that I was in Beijing,
I generated three trash bags full of waste.
The problem didn't exist outside of me.
I was part of it.
At that moment,
I decided
that for one year, I was gonna live a life of zero waste.
Overnight, I felt like a new person.
If it came in a package,
I didn't buy it.
I carried a tote bag with a couple of jars,
a reusable coffee cup,
- a metal straw. - Yay.
Thank you.
I brought my own bags.
Any bottles at home, I reused.
I switched from tampons to a menstrual cup,
which I actually like way better now.
Huh.
Hey-yay!
Hi.
Oh, I also got a worm farm in my kitchen, which is so fun.
You'd think it'd smell, but it doesn't at all.
Bye, you guys.
I even started a compost group at my local park.
And by the end of the year...
All the waste that I'd generated fit into a single Mason jar.
And this is not to say that I'm some sort of hero.
That's the whole point. I am not.
I am just one person doing something that we all can do.
Real change in this city
and in this country happens when we look at ourselves
and ask what we can do.
And for me,
going zero waste was literally the most fulfilling thing I've ever done
in my entire life.
I went from feeling worried
and... and afraid for our future
to feeling hopeful for where our country is headed.
But I promise you,
the best thing
that each and every one of us here today can do
is register to vote.
And when we go to the voting booth on November 5th,
we can cast our vote for Payton Hobart.
Let us help him enact the kind of generational change
that this planet needs.
This is an emergency.
But help is on the way.
Ladies and gentlemen, my dear friend Payton Hobart!
- She's good. - I know, right?
Thank you so much, everyone, and thank you to Infinity.
Such a huge inspiration.
- Thank you. - I gotta tell you, we've counted,
and there are 98 people in this room who have registered to vote today
- for the first time. - Wow!
Can we see a show of hands of who those people are?
- Well, that deserves a round of applause. - Yay! Amazing!
- Congratulations, everyone. - Amazing!
Thank you, guys, for doing this little follow-up.
Payton,
I believe in this campaign.
I mean, I think you have a real, unique opportunity
to inspire the voters that we're gonna need
if we're gonna have any shot at saving this planet.
Yes, exactly. Thank you, and we... We so appreciate your support.
- It means the world to... - But I have to say,
at that event, I saw you both engage in behavior
that I found very disturbing
and will need to be addressed if you want my support to continue.
Payton, I saw you take your suit jacket out of a plastic dry cleaning bag
and put it and the hanger right in the trash.
That... That's it?
Oh, my God. Yes, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. That was... That was bad.
And I presume you didn't even bother to take it to an eco-friendly dry cleaner?
Oh, you... you know what?
- I d... don't think I did. - M'kay.
So, those chemicals are toxic, and they're now in the ocean.
Skye,
at the same event,
I saw you chew gum.
Um...
Yes?
Was it a natural gum?
- Probably not. - So what you had in your mouth
were petroleum by-products:
Petroleum wax, butadiene-styrene rubber,
- and polyisobutylene polyvinyl acetate. - Ew.
That gum will exist forever.
When the Earth is dead,
that gum will still be there.
Okay, I... I do think that we know what you're saying.
We could all be doing better.
No, actually, what I'm saying is, I don't see you doing anything, Payton.
You've taken on this "issue," right?
Possibly in good faith,
but your actions don't match your rhetoric.
And if that were to get out,
not only would it destroy the credibility of your campaign
but also the credibility of the movement as a whole,
and I...
I will not stand for that.
- Um, what's that? - Oh, this is a checklist.
Fifteen simple steps that you guys can take
to zero out waste and reduce your carbon footprint
to an absolute minimum.
Hold up. You're asking me to go zero waste?
And reduce your carbon footprint to an absolute minimum.
Skye has to, too.
Demonstrate your commitment to the movement,
or I will tell everybody you're a fraud, and you will be
- canceled. - Wait, what?
Payton, this is for your own good.
And if you want my support
and the support of my many, many, many followers,
this is my price.
"Cold showers only, with plug in tub.
Use leftover water for cooking, cleaning, and drinking"?
Yeah, you just boil it.
I'm vegan now?
- Infinity, this is insane. - Insanely simple!
I want full compliance in 24 hours.
Oh! Payton, please stop going around town peddling dates with me
like it's some weird form of currency. It's gross, and it's toxic, okay?
I'll see you guys later. K, bye!
Oh, no. Dede!
- When is this from? - Don't know.
It looks like somebody took it off his cell phone.
It couldn't be more than a couple of weeks ago.
What the hell is wrong with this kid?
He seems to have some kind of super-specific fetish or something.
Do we have any idea who's sending us these messages?
Ugh. A gift horse comes galloping in here,
and you're worried about who's riding it?
If someone hacked his cell phone,
we are in possession of stolen material.
Okay, okay.
But that doesn't mean we can't use it to our advantage.
Did you do it?
- Let me see it. - See what?
Don't play dumb. Let me see it, your checklist.
Why? I did them all.
- Bullshit. - I swear to God.
Okay. Let's compare checklists, then, shall we?
Let's see.
Oh, here we are: Worm farm and compost bin.
Hmm. Check, check. Arrived this morning.
The worms are currently eating the boxes they came in.
You have not handwashed all your clothing.
Yes, well, this outfit I am rewearing, so...
I do smell a little bit,
but I'm not breaking rules because when I wash it, I will handwash it.
I also turned off the heat in my dorm room, installed LED lights,
and I got these socks at a thrift shop.
No tissues, so...
- Handkerchief! - Handkerchief!
Okay.
Uh, vegan salad.
I got a low-flow showerhead.
I snuck onto the roof of my dorm and put a rain barrel up there.
Aluminum foil behind the radiators.
Reusable cup, straw, to-go container.
And I paid a handsome sum to the IATA
to offset the carbon emissions from every flight I have ever been on.
- So, done. - Wow.
Impressive.
Um... Ooh, let's see.
What about
number 15?
- Yeah, no. I think those were all 15. - Wait, let me see. I'm just gonna read it.
Uh, "Use your leftover shower water
for drinking, cooking, and cleaning."
Okay. No, Skye, no. I can't do that.
That's insane, all right?
My one pleasure in life is taking long, hot, masturbatory showers,
and I will not be giving that up, okay? How's this a problem?
The water gets heated up downstairs in the fucking boiler room.
If I don't use it, somebody else will.
Then what? I'm supposed to save the water
that I've just bathed in so that I can boil it and drink it?
That's like something out of a North Korean reeducation camp.
No one should have to do that.
That is not sanitary.
You lying, phony piece of shit.
Skye... Skye!
You know who took a cold shower this morning
and stood in a little bin and boiled the water that was left over?
- You didn't. - Oh, I did.
And I made my coffee with it. And you know what?
That shit tasted disgusting!
Okay. We can just say I did it.
Motherfucker, no!
I had to boil and drink my own booty water!
If I have to do it, so do you.
- No. - Get your ass out of that chair.
- We're going to your dorm. - No way. I'm not doing it.
Wow. Okay, cool.
Guess I'm just gonna have to call Infinity.
Infinity. That's her number.
I'm dialing, and...
Okay, fine! I'll do it!
Attaboy. And it's the perfect time of day, too.
A nice cup of booty coffee gonna perk you right up.
- I'm proud of you. - Shut up. This is insane.
Okay, okay, you're gonna time it, right? Just two minutes.
You can do this, Payton. Pain is all in your mind, you know?
And you're gonna have a nice, fragrant cup of coffee coming your way.
Shut up. I need to concentrate.
Okay, just turn it on. That's fine.
You do it, okay? Turn it on. Just turn it on.
All right.
Okay! No, no, no! No, I'm not doing it. I'm not doing that, I'm not doing that.
- Okay? No. - Okay. All right.
Not happening. Don't care what Infinity says.
Can I have the towel? It's freezing.
- Okay, thank you. - Here.
Ooh! Who in their right mind would ever do that?
Jesus Christ!
What kind of country is it we're trying to build?
Know what I mean? It's a moral question when you come down to it.
Because that was worse than getting waterboarded.
I cannot stand here and say that anybody
should subject themselves to that.
And children? What? Mothers are gonna have their babies
- forced to sit in freezing water? - You good?
Because, honestly, I'm not here for that. I'm not here for it!
Hello?
Payton Hobart is here.
Thank you for coming, Payton.
Please, sit down.
Uh, I do have a campaign to get back to, so if we could keep this brief.
Of course.
You have a lot of ground to make up.
And if this got out,
it certainly wouldn't help.
You can have that.
I have tons of copies, needless to say.
That looks like a pretty recent photo
with a Geronimo headdress
and then the... the Speedo.
Who sent this to you?
How'd you get this?
A better question, I think, would be
what's with you and Geronimo?
I'm so sorry, Hadassah.
I'm sorry that I like something.
Sorry that I find Geronimo inspiring, okay?
Am I a little obsessed with him? Yeah, actually, I think I kind of am.
Who else's name has become a literal verb? Hmm?
A war cry to ignore danger
and sacrifice yourself if you have to?
The man watched his wife and children get murdered,
and he still kept fighting.
He fought his entire life for the idea of an independent Indian nation,
so I am so, so sorry
if polite society says I'm not allowed to like him.
Okay? I'm so sorry
if sometimes when I feel down, I like to put the headdress on,
think about Geronimo, okay?
Who he was and what his life must've been like.
And I... And I feel,
mmm, I don't know, inspired,
and... and... and, I don't know, powerful even?
- But why the Speedo? - I look great in the Speedo.
- Yeah. - Okay? I look great in the headdress.
So I thought, why not try the Speedo and the headdress?
And you know what? I look awesome, okay?
I think that Geronimo would agree, actually, that I look awesome, okay?
I stand by this photo.
You need deep psychological help.
Why don't you put it up already? Get it over with and put it on Twitter.
We can all just call it a day.
Know what? I'll do you one better, and I'll put it up myself, okay?
Then we can all just call it a day.
Because I'll tell you one thing: I will not live in fear!
I have no intention of doing that.
Well, then, what the hell am I doing here?
Well, one of your people,
someone on your staff, I think it was the girl
- with the big Gloria Steinem glasses. - Yeah. Yeah, the one
who wears the pastel suits.
Looks like a sherbet Diane Keaton, which I love.
- Mm-hmm. - She's been digging around,
and it's gotta stop.
She contacted one of my old professors
and tried to get her to go on record saying that I had plagiarized a term paper
- on Robert Moses. - Did you?
N... No.
So, if you don't want this to come out,
call off your dogs.
The campaign is over, and we have won.
You leave us alone, and we'll leave you alone.
You'll lose this race,
but you'll have a future, okay?
And when I win,
I'll praise your fighting spirit
and set you up for the next campaign.
You got that?
Okay.
Payton,
you ran a good campaign.
You should be proud.
You just aimed a little too high, that's all.
Start small.
Run for school board or something. Work your way up.
Aren't you worried about paparazzi down on the beach spotting us?
We're not as interesting as you think we are.
At least you're not.
Not yet, anyway.
Aah.
So, the monster's climate change, right?
Mmm.
If wild beasts came to California and started setting everything on fire
and leveling islands and drowning cities,
you can bet your sweet bottom nobody would ask
how much it would cost to kill them.
I've had the campaign put look-alikes of us all around the state
to draw the press attention away.
They're like kittens chasing laser pointers.
It defies every rule of politics
for you to just disappear this close to an election.
I'm 45 points ahead.
I'm pulling a Garbo.
I've got staffers tweeting every couple of days
and surrogates doing talk shows.
I'm a mystery.
I'm in love with you.
Oh, God. Please don't be.
I've got some new polling data, hot off the presses.
I am 14 days away
from when over 67 percent of likely voters
think it's appropriate for me
to start dating.
No way.
I've had ten doctors look at my wife's charts.
Her brain is applesauce.
She is never waking up. It's time for me to move on
with you.
No more sneaking around,
loads of free press.
You don't think that sneaking around is the best thing about us?
Not for a second.
Georgina, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Okay, fine,
but if it doesn't work out,
promise me you will not throw yourself out a window.
Thank you for having this conversation outside.
I don't trust that we are not being bugged.
Why are you covering your mouth?
In case there are lip-readers spying on us.
Mmm? Mm-hmm?
Certainly possible.
- Wait, you really think so? - No, dumb-ass.
You're running for state senate,
and you're losing by, like, 170 points.
Nobody cares enough to hire professional lip-readers
to find out what your next shrewd political move is.
I need to know who's doing this.
The yearbook photo was your twin brothers.
What? How do you know that?
I mean, I'm gonna need some proof. Was there fingerprints on the envelope?
Like, DNA?
I called them, numbnuts.
- Hello? - This is Andrew.
I work on your brother's campaign. Is now a good time?
No, we're, uh... we're working.
Then why do I hear yoga sounds in the background?
- What do you want? - Did you two send
the yearbook picture of Payton dressed like Geronimo?
Yes, we did.
They just admitted it?
I've never met anyone whose enemies
take so much pride and pleasure in destroying them.
People really hate you.
Hmm.
Ooh, did you ask if they sent the photo from my phone?
I didn't have to.
I know they didn't.
- I did my own forensic study... - Careful.
Of the photograph.
It wasn't hacked from your phone. Someone took a picture
of the picture. See?
You can see the edges of your lame phone case
in the top corner of the shot.
Oh, my God.
But that's not possible.
Nobody that hates me has been close enough to my phone.
Unless...
The leak is coming from within.
This is a photo of me in a Geronimo headdress
and a tight-fitting red Speedo.
I was given this photo
by Dede Standish herself.
Someone in this room sent it to her.
And I would like to know who that was.
Hold on. What makes you think it was one of us?
Yeah, maybe they figured out how to hack your phone.
Let's look very closely, shall we?
This is not a hacked image, okay?
A photo was taken of the image by someone who was holding my phone.
Like all of you, I consider this device to be an appendage
of my personal body.
I sleep with it.
I shower with it.
The only time that I was away from my phone
for longer than a minute in the past week
was two days ago when all of us were here in this room,
and I saw a rat.
Oh, my God! Oh, my God, there's a rat!
There's a rat! Jesus!
- Ow! Fuck! Shit! - Here we go. Here we go.
While I was out of the room, somebody went through my phone,
found the image, and took a photo of it,
and I need to know who that was.
What is happening here, you guys?
It was me.
I was feeling... jealous.
Ow! Fuck! Shit!
And I wanted to make sure
that there weren't any photos of you and Astrid
doing something that we hadn't agreed on.
- Wait, what? - Sometimes we have sex together
and watch Gilmore Girls.
Deal with it.
I saw that photo, and I was really confused.
You took that photo just a few days ago,
and... I didn't know what to do,
so I sent it to James.
It's a weird photo, Payton.
After Alice sent it,
I sent it to Astrid, Skye, and McAfee so we could figure out
- if we needed to do an intervention. - Traitors. Traitors, all of you!
We just wanted to know, like, how often you wear the headdress.
And, like, is it always with the Speedo, or just, like, sometimes?
But... we kept it in-house.
We didn't leak the photo.
Hmm.
I did.
- What? - You've gotta be kidding me.
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it. But you lied, Payton.
You gave this whole speech about how it was just a costume you wore
when you were six,
when this photo proves that that isn't the case.
This is something you do all the time, evidently.
You weren't being honest,
and it was going to come out at some point.
And I figured if we were giving up on this campaign
and looking to the next one,
then we should get this weird, Geronimo-in-a-Speedo fetish thing
out of the way now
so that it comes out
during a campaign you're gonna lose rather than the next one
that you might actually win.
We're done.
Just get out.
Okay? You're canceled.
We've been through this rage cycle with you two before.
- It's reductive. - Please!
I was trying to do the right thing.
You weren't being honest, and I wanted the skeletons out of the closet.
You're fired, McAfee!
Get out!
It was me. I sent the Speedo photo.
- But why? - I want to put Payton's campaign
out of its misery.
He's finished, probably for good,
and I'm tired of working for someone
who I know that I'm smarter than.
Also, you were right.
I'm ambitious,
and you saw it the moment you met me.
I did. And like then,
I like your personal style.
I don't care about a state senate seat.
I want to go to Washington.
That's where you and Dede are headed.
I thought by handing you Payton,
I would prove that I could be trusted.
But this doesn't prove that at all. How do I know you're not some mole?
Because we already have a mole: Andrew.
You should get rid of him.
Those cats he gave you, they're bugged.
There's one at your house, one at Dede's.
Sherry, get William on the phone.
Okay, you're hired.
No, Sherry, you do it.
Because it's your job!
Guess I'll find myself a desk.
It's done.
I'm inside.
Okay, good.
That was really hard today,
particularly because I don't really understand
what the plan is.
Well
as soon as I saw that the twins had leaked the yearbook photo,
I knew we were in trouble.
The campaign as I'd pictured it, the one I wanted to run, that was over.
We'd have to shake the whole thing up.
We needed Dede and Hadassah
to see me as
fatally compromised,
and I needed our campaign to
think exactly the same thing.
So, you will confirm for them that our campaign is a dumpster fire
and that they've got this whole thing wrapped up,
just at the moment when we've got our campaign's
brightest political mind
screwing them from the inside.
We have two weeks. I'll start digging.
Good. Something big enough to take her down.
You are our last play, McAfee.
This is our Hail Mary.
I'm on it.