All language subtitles for First Daughter (2004)

Once upon a time, there was a little girl,

just like any other little girl.

And like most little girls,
she loved collecting beautiful things...

- Look at what I have.
- ..always sharing them with her friends.

Hello.

Come on over and meet my friends.

She would throw the most amazing
tea parties for her very closest companions.

Have you met my daddy?
He's the governor, you know.

And then it happened.

You know, that awkward but typical time
of life when you feel like every eye is on you?

Like you're the main attraction
in a three-ring circus.

That's right. She became a teenager.

But eventually, she made it through,

and as she blossomed,
she became more comfortable with herself.

- There she is. Hey, Sam. How are you doing?
- Hi, sweetie.

And like most teenagers,
she enjoyed parties,

and pizza.

- Enjoy.
- Thanks.

Like her peers, she often felt
as if her every move was scrutinised.

- Hold it.
- Big smile, Sam.

Promise you would never let me
leave the house like that.

Looks like she found Chelsea Clinton's old
crimping iron and Amy Carter's Sassoons.

- It's like a terrorist got hold of her.
- I don't know what's going on.

What do you think? What is the worst
outfit you have ever seen Sam wear?

- I bet it's gonna be close.
- I bet it is, too.

There have been a lot of lousy outfits.

If Mac is back,
get in there and clean out your kid's closet.

- But with maturity...
- Je m'appelle Samantha.

- ...she was able to look outside herself...
- Bonjour, Mademoiselle.

...and appreciate the wisdom of her elders.

I'll tell you something. Decades in politics
give you special life skills, Sam.

Like an excellent poker face.

Not bad, Senator Downer.

Thank you for the tip.

In short,

she grew up happily...

- Good night.
- ..with the love of a father...

- Night, Sam.
- ..and a mother...

- See you in the morning, sweetheart.
- ..she thought were the centre of the world,

in an old white house

they called home.

Lucky Charm's on site.

Something wrong with Sam.

Are you sure? It's an election year.

- She could use a little downtime.
- Soon she can have plenty of downtime.

Mr and Mrs Latif Moratee, President
Mackenzie, the First Lady, Samantha.

Hello. Pleased to meet you, Samantha.

Right here, please. This way.

So, we have a press conference at nine.
To Marine One 9:15. To Air Force One at ten.

Travel time, four hours, 59 minutes.
25 minutes to destination Redmond Uni...

Hold that thought, Liz.

Let's pretend that tomorrow
I'm heading off to college.

I grab my bags, which I packed myself.

I throw them into my collegiate car,
next to my cooler

that has a beer
hiding under the baloney sandwiches.

My parents cry.
Their only child is growing up and so forth.

And then I do it.

I drive off, like the normal,
run-of-the-mill kid that I am.

You're still a princess.
You should at least wear a ball gown.

Ignorance is bliss. What can I say?

I say, good night, normal, boring girl.

And hide that beer, because under the
sandwiches is the first place they'll look.

- Duly noted.
- Good night.

Did you take the southern route
through the stairwell, or the northern route?

Eastern route.

Two elevators, moving walkway,
turn left at the Lincoln arches.

It's lesser known, but very effective.

Eastern route's one of my favourites, actually.

And that Lincoln arches thing,
it's a very nice touch.

You know, if you're gonna eat this cake,
you have to pay the toll.

Inflation.

You should really do something about that.

- Not the dancing.
- Dancing.

- Ready?
- Ready.

Good.

- I need to say something.
- OK.

About tomorrow... I was thinking.

- Maybe I should go alone.
- Really?

It's hard enough to blend in having a team
of secret-service men carrying my books.

All I'm saying...

I just want to be like everybody else.

Sam.

You're not like everybody else.

Ready? It's the big finish.

Here it comes.

Yes. Yes.

They won't ask you about policy.
They'll ask about your expectations,

- your hopes, your major, and you'll say...
- Don't worry. I'm set. Does anyone have...?

Got it. So, you're just like
any other American family.

...whose daughter's going to college. You're
not just the first lady, but you're also a mom.

I like to think I'm both women every day.

You're just a proud dad, like every other dad
watching his little girl head off to college.

- You can segue into your education initiative.
- And the California Youth Literacy Program.

It's not a stump speech.
It's about my daughter.

Mr President, how do you feel about your
only child going to school so far away?

Well, I could suggest moving
the nation's capital to California.

Samantha, will you miss DC,
and better yet, what will you miss least?

Wow. That's a tough one.

I can't tell you what I'll miss the least,
but I can tell you what I will miss the most.

That is my friends and my family.

But I am excited to experience life as a normal
kid having a normal college experience.

- Thank you.
- The president doesn't have any more time.

Goodbye, Sam!

- This is not what I dreamed of.
- We know, honey.

Next life.

Oh, God, please no "Hail to the Chief".

Game time.

Hi, Sam!

You know, hon,
not too late to call Georgetown.

Live at home, free laundry...

Dad, I didn't choose a school
3,000 miles away for nothing.

- Roommate's name?
- Mia Thompson. Parents, Janet and Kyle.

Both strong supporters in the polls.

I heard that.

That's odd.
They were supposed to be here by now.

There are actually some people out there
that don't live a minute-by-minute schedule.

How do they live?

Mia's caught in traffic. ETA is ten minutes.

She should get the good bed
if she has to live with me.

- Did you check that itinerary with Liz?
- For...?

Just a few small functions your father
and I thought that you might enjoy attending.

Yeah... Do I have a choice?

- Sir.
- Oh. Yeah.

- Honey.
- Already?

Like you're not chomping at the bit
for us to go.

Well, the president and the first lady, yes.

Mom and Dad, not so much.

Let's go. We've got a campaign to run.

Three, two, one.

Remember, a full load of laundry dries faster
than half a load. Always take the stairs.

- Don't sweat the petty things.
- Don't pet the sweaty things, either.

And your father will be here
all week campaigning.

- If you need anything, call Liz.
- I'll be fine.

Thank you.

You'll be great.

OK. Look at me,

at a loss for words.

Just tell me you'll miss me, Dad.

So, when the election's over,
we'll spend some time together.

A whole day. 24 hours.

In a row?

Promise. Be a good kid.

Hey, Sam!

- Please be mellow.
- On one condition.

Could we major in something fun?
I'm really hoping we're not premed.

Light on the math.

Zip it, Bock.

And Dylan, especially you. Not another word.

Look, if you're gonna be going through
my stuff, at least you could help me carry it.

Are you aware there are two individuals with
stun guns and no manners flanking our door?

- You must be Mia.
- And you're not Linda.

"Redhead. Paterson, New Jersey.
Plays trombone."

- Surprise. I'm Samantha Mack...
- You're not as tall in person.

I'm excited about this year.
There's so many things I wanna do.

- No offence, Ms Mackenzie...
- Samantha.

- Samantha. But I have a plan. For college.
- That's great.

Look, I'm just trying to have
a normal college experience, OK?

- All I want is normal, Mia.
- Right.

I'm going to the housing office.

They said you were the kind of girl
who was up for anything.

I'm disappointed.

- You're manipulating me.
- Yes.

It's kinda working.

Please, Mia, just give it a shot.

That's all I'm asking.

Well, the situation could have its advantages.

Absolutely. In case of a national emergency,
guess who gets the free seat on the chopper?

- Your secret service could get us beer.
- You can forget about that.

We'll work on it.

Mia Thompson. Arkansas royalty.

- I didn't know they had royalty in Arkansas.
- Course we do. My dad's a king.

I mean, he's had a few queens
since my mom, but...

You know. Tire King. Best seller of the South.

Cool. This is Bock. Dylan's outside.
They're protecting us.

Could that involve tackling me?
Cos the bald one's a little sexy.

And you can forget about that, too.

Yeah. Look.

Bonus points for giving me the good bed.
I like you already.

But just to let you know, don't kiss my ass,
cos I certainly won't be kissing yours.

Mia, I like you already.

It's our first day. I'm trying to have fun.

Why don't you change clothes? We can hang
out, go to some parties, meet some guys...

My night's scheduled already.
I thought I looked OK. No?

Oh, yeah. Sure.
If you're trying to hang out with the dean.

Ms Mackenzie, I speak for the entire faculty
when I say, "Welcome to Redmond."

And I assure you
that you'll be treated just like any student

just the minute we conclude
this elaborate party in your honour.

...in the sense that
they would support preferred policy.

Of course, the fundamental importance of
agenda control was established by McKelvey

irrespective of implications
for the final outcome.

In fact,
one of his most notable papers showed

that the one person, one vote
system of voting

did not always lead
to a middle ground in decision-making.

The manipulation of agenda could have
a greater impact on policy-making

than many people are aware of.

- You missed a great party.
- Sorry about that.

I can provide you with another
normal college experience,

in which the roommate kicks you out
in the name of truly higher education.

- Can I just get my...?
- Come back in two.

Minutes?

Hours.

We'll follow the first daughter
through her entire...

Did you see Sam arrive at college?
I'm not saying she dresses badly,

but apparently Goodwill
donated some clothes...

With guaranteed results...

- If you have ring around the toilet...
- Take a look at this.

With embroidery on the sleeves,
with embroidery around the neck,

with a front closure.

It's very beautifully done. Soft, all lined.

Look at that embroidery around the shoulder.

It has a slight shoulder pad
and a Mandarin neckline.

This works great with our tank top. It works...

Taylor to the right. He's got a hole.
And he's clear through to the 45-yard line.

He's still going. He's pushing forward...

Samantha Mackenzie? Greetings.

The Redmond Lambda Zeta Phi
is pleased to invite you to our annual plunge.

- It's invitation-only.
- Bathing suits mandatory.

Bikinis are preferred.

- Thanks a lot, guys.
- We hope to see you there, Ms Mackenzie.

Thank you. Thank you.

How do you look in a bikini, Bock?

"They had already poured the sum total
of their knowledge into his waiting vessel."

"And the vessel was not full.
His intellect was not satisfied."

"His soul was not at peace."

"His heart was not still."

Well, ladies and gentlemen, I shall do my best
to see to it that your intellect is satisfied,

and your soul is at peace,

and your vessel is filled this semester.

For starters, would it be possible
to shift your attention to me?

I know I'm not as pretty,
but come on. Work with me.

- Excuse me, Professor.
- Yes.

I didn't see anything
in the syllabus about a vessel.

- Excuse me?
- I see the books that I'm supposed to buy,

but I don't see any mention
about a vessel of any kind.

You said you were gonna fill one?

Right?

I did say that.
Thank you for pointing that out.

Very literal interpretation.
Thank you very much.

"He had one single goal:

to become empty of thirst..."

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

I wanted to thank you
for rescuing me in there.

It was nothing.

Besides, you don't strike me
as the kind of person who needs rescuing.

I'm Samantha.

I know. I'm taller in person.

Fatter, thinner, fill in the blank. I get that.

Actually, I was gonna say
you look exactly like I thought you would.

Bye, Samantha.

- We're moving.
- Not bad, Ms Mackenzie.

You really shouldn't
objectify men like that, Mia.

- The boy is fine.
- Hi, Samantha.

Nice meeting you, too.

Hello.

Just to be clear, I've never been a plus one
before. And it doesn't agree with me.

Thanks for coming, Mia.

I cannot believe
how many cute guys there are here.

The last time I was at a party like this,
I could only fill out a ruffled bikini.

Focus, Sam. We are at a frat party.

You're right.

This is fantastic.

I think I'm blending in, too.

Absolutely. Is there any way that
your fake Men in Black boys can back off?

All right. I'm going to show you
how to make a real entrance.

Whoo!

Hail to the chief
we have chosen for the nation

Hail to the chief! We salute him one and all

Hail to the chief as we pledge cooperation

In proud fulfilment of a great, noble call

Hail to the chief
we have chosen for the nation

Hail to the chief! We salute him one and all

Hail to the chief as we pledge cooperation

In proud fulfilment of a great, noble call

Don't mind me.

Gun! Gun! Gun! Gun!

I got you, Sam.

- You're gonna be all right.
- Take her to the campaign office.

Lucky Charm secure.

- It's just a water gun, man.
- Shut up! Don't move.

California Headquarters.

I'm sorry. I'd have more on, but I wasn't
exactly given time to get my stuff.

- I guess she likes California.
- Look. I gotta go. Wow!

- Don't say he's busy. I need to talk to him.
- You look great. What's going on?

He has too many secret service following me.
I can't take it.

Sam, it's an election year. Tensions are high.
Just take a deep breath and let me handle it.

OK? Calm down. I'll see if he has a minute.

- ..create my own forum.
- Mr President.

Your daughter's asking for reduced security
at college. She's very unhappy, sir.

Can this wait?

- We'll invite the press...
- It's not a good time.

Fine. Just tell him I'll ditch college
and become a Hooters Girl.

Good benefits, I hear.

- Sir.
- Yes, Liz.

There is a precedent for reduced security.
Cut back from four agents to two per shift.

Keep detail on the floor, but not stationed
at the room. Sir, she's miserable.

OK.

I'll be right back.

Man.

I came this close
to wearing that exact bikini today.

Dad, if you want your daughter to have
any friends, we need to make some changes.

Yeah. Well, I don't negotiate
with people in swimwear. Come here.

Chelsea's secret service
at Stanford backed off.

- They blended in. They wore Birkenstocks.
- Sam, I want you to listen to me.

A navy blue suit with Birkenstocks
is a really bad look.

That was another time.
This is a real different world we live in, Sam.

It is not like I'm sleeping around
and getting drunk, Dad.

Come on. You were my age once.

All I'm asking for is a shred of normalcy.
I can't go out and party like my friends.

No.

No, you can't.

Forget it.

Samantha.

Samantha.

- You got it.
- What?

Go back to school.
You're on a new diet. Secret service lite.

- Thank you. Thank you.
- And have fun. Just not too much.

We got her from here.

And then there were two.

Finally.

Lunge at me. Hit me. Tackle me.

You know you wanted to.
Or we could just celebrate.

I've narrowed it down to three target areas...

Maybe it's under our noses.
What's going on there?

Sam, I don't think that's a party.

While Mackenzie racks up
his frequent flier miles,

Samuels is right here, right now, at home.

Healthcare, education, new jobs - just a few
of the things Samuels has been working on

while Mackenzie's out of the office, out of
the country, taking money out of our pockets.

Next step, out of office.

Whatever!

Samantha Mackenzie,
how good of you to join us.

Ladies and gentlemen, what do you say to
some good old-fashioned bipartisan debate?

- Come on, Ms Mackenzie.
- Get on up there.

What do you say, Samantha?
Daddy's not here.

Can we hear what you have to say,
or do you only do what Daddy tells you?

Another Mackenzie running away
from the real issues.

- What was that?
- They have the right to express their beliefs.

The freedom goes both ways.
Why don't you get to speak your mind?

- Fine. You wanna know what I think?
- Yeah.

My father gives a great deal of attention
to his domestic agenda.

- Take his college tuition...
- Blah, blah, blah. End of sound bite.

It's kinda hard to get that stuff
out your head, huh?

- I know one thing that can definitely help.
- What's that?

We should change.
I don't wanna ruin the outfit.

You can only improve it.

Come on, Sam!

- Go on, Sam, you can do it!
- Go, go, go, go, go!

- Hey, you OK?
- Yes. You?

Yeah.

- I'm Sam, remember?
- James.

- Hey, you guys, get out of the way!
- You coming or not?

Lambda Zeta Phi!

Watch and learn!

Come on, we're going again.

Wait a minute, James.

Wait! Wait, I'm next!

"Excuse me, James. I had a really good time
with you on the slide last night."

No. "Hey, James, what's your major?"

- "Hi, James. James?"
- Sam, come on.

"James?"

Sam, I'm trying to sleep.

- Hello?
- New York Post online.

Oh, no. I can't believe I made the Post!
Mia Thompson, ladies and gentlemen.

Your father feels like he gave you an inch
and you took a mile.

I completely understand. I'm...

Listen to me, Sam.
You cannot pull a stunt like this again.

Look, I don't know who you're grovelling to,

but the best thing about college
is you can hang up.

- Put him on.
- Are you crazy? He's on fire.

Look, Liz. I'll just say,
"Dad, I love you."

- "This is unfortunate, but..."
- Go ahead. I'm listening.

Hi, Dad.

Listen, I'm really sorry.

What were you thinking, Sam?

I know.

Yes, that's the roommate Mia.

Just so we're clear, she's the one
in the uncomfortable-looking...

- Thong.
- Thong.

- Correct.
- OK. Put her on.

Mr President. Mia Thompson here.

With all respect,
although your diplomatic skills are top-notch,

I think you really need
some serious parenting advice.

Really?

You know what, Mia?
I could not agree with you more.

What?

It's great to know that my daughter is living
with such a sensible young woman.

You've got that rare thing, Mia.
You know what it is? It's character.

Some people have it,
some people don't. You have it.

Really? Thanks.

Um, I mean, you too.
That whole China thing was real good.

Yeah. I can definitely see
how you do what you do.

I will.

Bye.

- He's good, isn't he?
- Yeah.

- Next time, be a little easier on him.
- OK.

The difference is, he's my president
and he's your father.

- Not when he calls from the Oval Office.
- Oval Office, Schmoval Office.

Every father's gotta learn
to let go of his little girl.

And every little girl's gotta learn
to let go of her father.

How do you do that, Mia?

Vote no! No Mackenzie!

Vote no! No Mackenzie!
Vote no! No Mackenzie!

- Miss Mackenzie, one question.
- Into your room.

How do you feel about the protesters?

Mia.

Is she in there? Mia, I need your help.

You! That's right.
Come around here right now.

You can ask all the questions you want later.

You.

- This is the RA's room.
- Good thing I'm the RA, then.

- What happened to Stuart?
- He preferred something lower-key.

You can find him down at the C-wing
if you need him.

Sorry to hear that.

So, it seems you need
a place to hide out a bit.

It seems I do.

They have to leave sooner or later, right?

I have a better idea. Here.

Put this on.

And this.

Wait here for one minute.

You need a Kleenex?

Oh, no. I'm fine.

Follow my lead.

Hey, Mike, come on.

- You gonna leave her in there?
- Hey, Sam, stay as long as you want.

Where is she?

You hate it, huh?

Tastes like freedom.

I should warn you, I'm a very slow eater.

- It's terrible on the system to rush.
- Yeah, I can see that.

So there will be
plenty of time for discussion.

Starting with the topic of you.
Tell me something I don't know.

Something you don't know.

OK.

Brazil's the only country named after a tree.

Bagged lettuce that you buy in the store,
they wash it in chlorine.

The parallelogram above your top lip
is called the philtrum.

Five years, half a decade, is a lustrum.

Every state in the Union
has a town named Springfield.

Off the vine, fruit ripens.
A vegetable just rots.

- Spread your arms like this. It's your height.
- Wrist to elbow is the length of your foot.

- Your ears and nose never stop...
- Growing.

Right.

So I guess we're all living Pinocchios.

And you still haven't told me
anything about yourself.

- Trust me, I'm not that interesting.
- Ask and see what happens.

Thank you for doing all this.

Excuse me.
Otherwise my husband will never believe me.

Sure.

- Your boyfriend can be in the picture, too.
- He's not my boyfriend.

- You're such a beautiful young lady.
- Thank you.

And I'm so glad that
you grew out of that awkward stage.

And your bosom came in very nicely.

- Would you like me to take the picture?
- No, no. I've got it.

Oh, that's nice. Yes. Thank you.

Really, don't feel obligated
to tell me anything.

Truthfully, one quick call to the FBI or the CIA
and I can get your blood type,

class picture and photos
of your ex-girlfriends' homes.

So I guess you didn't find anything when
you were rifling through my stuff earlier.

- We'll take it slow. What is your major?
- Actuarial science.

What actually is actuarial science?

Statistics, probability and assessment of risk.
More importantly, it's what my dad did.

And what his dad did,
so that's what I'm gonna do.

- Samantha!
- Over there.

- Across the street!
- Come on.

- There they go. Come on.
- Please, Sam, one shot.

Been a lot of places

Just one picture, Sam.

Here it is. OK. OK. Whoa.

Hey, look out!

I've run around the world

Samantha! Wait up!

Spent a million years smiling
and saying, "How do you do?"

Hey!

Hey, is that them?

Let me be free

Take a picture of my life

You wanna swallow me up

Write down my whole life story...

- Let's do it again.
- Just catch your breath.

OK. Come on.

He has a place out here, too?

The place used to be the gambling casino.
He likes it there, because of the memories.

The old ancestral home, huh?

Oh, no. Mr Murdock wasn't born there,
but most of his best friends were gamblers.

Oh, you know,
the police used to raid it and everything.

Your face.

No, no. You're all right. The look you get.

It's like the first time
I rode my bike without training wheels.

It's like you're experiencing
everything for the first time.

I am.

Would you like something?

In that case, you need to try this.

- He's expecting us.
- I picked you up early. We have lots of time.

- Thank you.
- Enjoy it.

Undress? Jerri, wait a minute.

- What are you doing?
- Chocolate must be poured over popcorn.

That way, you get that delicious
salty-sweet mixture.

And a little melted chocolate.
Sometimes you gotta break the rules.

You never know
when you're gonna get something inspired.

Well, go on, Mackenzie. Break the rules.

If I have the strength.

Well?

It's disgusting.

I love it.

So, my mother would say,
"Be nice to Mr Murdock, Georgiana..."

- Favourite board game?
- Clue. Favourite season?

Congressional recess. Venus or Serena?

Both. It's a trick question. Favourite dessert?

Dinner menu Thursday.
I know I'm not supposed to say this,

but back at the White House, my friend Joan
makes the most sensational soufflé.

Although you haven't really tasted a blintz
until you've tasted Petrovich's.

Favourite first daughter joke.

Must be hard.

It's not so bad.

No, really.

It must be hard.

Sometimes it really is.

- How do you make a tissue dance?
- No idea.

Put a little boogie into it.

Come on.

How do I know this wasn't just a one-time
thing? Probably wasn't even a date.

Let's find out.

"James."

"Bonfire,

Friday night."

"Be there."

"Sam."

One, two, three.

Knights!

Go, Redmond! Go, Redmond!

Go, Redmond! Knights!

Go, Redmond! Go, Redmond!

Go, Redmond!

Knights!

Redmond's in the house!
Everybody clap your hands!

Get Red! Red!

Yeah, Red! Red!

I know you love a good bonfire, Dylan.

When you're having a conversation with
someone, it's polite to let them get a word in.

A lot of folks, they want to know,
what's that special secret to getting a victory?

Still no James?

Who was I kidding? He's not interested.

- He was just taking pity on me.
- Give the guy a little leeway.

Between your dad and your Men in Black
action figures, he's taken on a huge job here.

...the twelfth man, and that's all you people.

On behalf of the Redmond Knights,
I wanna thank all of you.

What we do on the field would not be
possible without what you do off the field.

- Are you all right?
- OK, I need backup. I really like this guy.

What happened to all the ones
you've been kissing?

When I really like a guy,
it means I'm not gonna kiss him.

Long story short, we went to school together,
and I've loved him ever since spandex was in.

I asked him to meet me here tonight,
but I never thought he would.

Your offensive captain, John Young.

Give it up for big Buck Rich on defence.

Hi, Samantha.

Welcome to Redmond. Nice to meet you.

- Excuse me. It's always about you, Sam.
- Mia, wait. Where you goin'?

Supposed to hang out.
Hey, I'll see you later, all right?

- Mia, did you talk to her about rushing yet?
- Not yet.

- Did you invite her to our party?
- After what happened last time?

So, are we supposed to salute?

Hands off her personals.
Only I can touch 'em.

Dude, I can't believe we're partying
in, like, Dorm Room One.

"Hey, Mia, what's she like?
Get to see her naked?"

"Can we all just stand in line to kiss her ass?"

I'm so sick of all things Samantha.

- Does she have a boyfriend? She's hot.
- Oh, yeah.

I don't believe that's any of your business.

What's going on, Mia?

What's going on is this isn't working out.

It's too hard.

Is it that you don't like living
with all of the attention?

- Or that you don't like living without it?
- Excuse me?

- You're used to being the centre of things.
- As a matter of fact, I am.

Naturally. Normally.

What you got going on
is a whole lot of genetic limelight.

I think that you're acting
really unreasonably right now.

Why don't we step outside?
Maybe calm down.

I'm not counting to ten. I'm not writing up
some itinerary. Let's have this out.

Say something you wanna, not what someone
wrote for you. Just be you, whoever that is.

This from a woman who'll kiss anyone with lips,

but saves abstinence for the one person
she really cares about?

At least I can admit I'm messed up.

You're so desperate to make everybody
like you, you let people use me to get to you.

You let people use you
regardless of whether I'm around, Mia.

You make that choice all of the time,
so don't blame your genetically lit roommate.

And don't draw on my parents.

It's not nice.

Oh, my God.

Ready? OK.

It's hot! It's hot! It's hot...

You really shouldn't sleep in that position.
It's bad for your neck.

I deserve it.

I'm the devil. See?

Oh. You are.

I wouldn't wanna be friends with me, either.
Reduced security or not.

We just have to face it.
My life will never be normal.

And what exactly is so bad about that?

The last time I had privacy, I was in utero.

Imagine what it's like
to have your whole life picked out for you.

Imagine never being alone,
and always feeling lonely.

All I ever wanted was to get my key,
get in a beat-up little Volkswagen

and drive off to college.

You think I'm a silly, spoilt kid
completely devoid of gratitude.

I think I completely understand
what you're going through.

- You do?
- This one time, I won the class spelling bee.

I couldn't get from A to B
without people watching every move.

I had to avoid the press, the paparazzi...

And the women. My God, the women, Sam.

The training bras left in my locker could fill
the support needs of an entire country.

So, listen, about last night...

You're my RA.

It's forbidden. I get it.

- It's actually not just the RA thing.
- Oh. The other thing.

Most guys have to meet the dad. My dates
have to charm the commander in chief.

Note to fathers worldwide:

in order to keep your daughters from
getting any action, become the president.

You were hoping to get some action?

You need some air?
I think I could use a little air.

I'll just go get changed.

- I got your shoes. Let's go.
- Thank you.

My dad used to take me to a spot like this.

He would always say
the world was a tough place,

and that you needed
total self-reliance to survive it.

He must be proud of you.

If he was, he definitely wouldn't say so.

Let's say you do please your father,

and you are completely successful
and completely self-reliant,

and you know that he's proud of you.

Then what?

It's tough to imagine, right?

Because then you'd have to
actually figure out what you want.

You've thought about this before, huh?

Every day of my life.

You OK? Excuse me.

Let's go back in there. How do you do that?

What's that?

When I'm with you, I'm just me.

Sam.

Not the first daughter.

- I really like it.
- You're just...

So are you.

All right, then.
Let's get back in there. You lead.

- You beat me.
- I kicked your butt.

Thanks. Usually, people let me win.

You will never have to worry
about that with me.

Thank you.

Good.

Will you show me how you did that?

Excuse me. Go one more time. Just hers.

- I like your bracelet.
- Thanks. It's from my dad.

It's one charm for every continent,
country and every election we won.

- It's for all of our trips together.
- That's cool. Go ahead.

For your bracelet.

Just the first of all the trips
you're gonna take on your own.

Well, this is my stop.

That's your room.

I like it. It's nice.

Spacious for a double.

That's exactly what I said to Mia.

- Well, I had fun.
- I had fun.

All right. Well...

I guess I should...

- Me too.
- Well, here.

Thank you for tonight.

Good night, Samantha.

Good night.

James.

Good night.

Night.

I know you're mad at me right now,
but I kissed him.

Oh, sorry.

- I'll just...
- No, Sam.

Stay.

- Really?
- Yeah, really?

I really need to hang out
with my roommate tonight.

You should go.

I know I'm hard to live with.

- I know you didn't wanna be my roommate.
- Come with me.

- Hey.
- Oh, my God.

I can't believe it, it's you.
You're here in my room.

Sam, allow me to introduce you
to our dormmate,

Linda, of Paterson, New Jersey.

Plays trombone. My original roommate.

Nice to meet you.

Don't move.

- Wow.
- Yeah. Wow, right?

- She practises four hours a day. In her room.
- Four.

Isn't that fantastic?

- Bulletproof glass is looking good right now.
- Yeah, it's looking great.

Are we good? Are we all set, Liz?

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

- Mia, I need you to come with me.
- I knew you'd change your mind.

Whatever you say.

- Anybody up for a study break?
- OK, what's going on?

Sam?

I'm kidnapping you.

Dylan.

Mr Motormouth. What's up?

- Does he say anything? Ever?
- Come on, Mia.

Please, follow me.

I can't believe I'm on Air Force One.
Now this is a road trip.

Well, you guys have put up with a lot from me
and I wanted to do something special.

- And who might you be?
- This is Charles.

He's here to assist you
with anything you want.

You mean my every need? My every whim?

Absolutely.

Because I can be whimsical.

- Nice equipment.
- Excuse me?

The computers.

- Can you hack into any computer?
- Yes.

That means it shouldn't be too hard to
raise the credit limit on my Neimans account.

Marjorie is here to help us get ready,
starting with manicures.

And then, when we land,
we'll find something to wear.

- James.
- Hi.

Every kind of game imaginable is stacked
over here. It's my dad's private collection.

You can sit down.

I hope this isn't too much.

No.

- Where are we going?
- It's a surprise.

This is fine. Thank you.

- Can I get you something?
- Is this country great or what?

- Hi, Vera.
- Hi.

- Thank you for doing this on short notice.
- I'm thrilled to do it. Come with me, ladies.

- Just a moment, please, ma'am.
- James.

I have a feeling
you're gonna look great in a tux.

Samantha! Samantha!
Just one picture, Sam.

- Sorry we're late.
- Don't be.

Sam, who's your date?

Who are you wearing?

- Sam, how about a kiss?
- Sam, just a second. Over here!

- I was right.
- Talk to us for just a second.

It's beautiful.

- Mia and James.
- Got you. Hey, baby.

- How you doing?
- Good. Hey, Mom.

Beautiful. I'm glad you're here.

Mr and Mrs President, Mia Thompson.

- The one in the thong.
- Oh. Hey, Mia.

Hi.

- Mia, would you like a photo?
- Oh, yeah.

- Thanks.
- Dad.

- This is James Lamson, my RA and my...
- Mr President. It's a pleasure to meet you.

- Pleasure to meet you, James.
- And my mother.

- Mrs Mackenzie. You're lovelier in person.
- Please. Call me Melanie.

Sir, John Armstrong has arrived.

- Oh. Yeah. Excuse me.
- Right this way, sir.

- Mia. You look lovely tonight.
- Thanks.

- We have you seated with very nice people.
- Important, I hope.

Sam.

Can we go talk somewhere?

Sure.

Oh, my goodness. She's beautiful.

Yes you're lovely

With your smile so warm

And your cheek so soft...

- Place your right hand...
- What?

- I'm dancing with you.
- No one is dancing.

And isn't it a shame?

- Here. At my waist.
- I need a minute alone with you.

And I need your left hand.

- We shouldn't do this.
- Why not?

It's a free country. I don't care what he says.

Call out the National Guard. Nothing is
stopping me from dancing with you tonight.

Tonight I am making my own itinerary,
and it happens to feel great.

- Sam...
- Go away.

OK. Never mind.

- I'm gonna spin now.
- Sam...

And the way you look tonight

Lovely

Don't you ever change

Won't you please arrange it

Cos I love you

And the way you look tonight

Just the way you look tonight

We're here to have fun and have a few laughs,

and, if I'm lucky,
maybe I'll get to dance with my beautiful wife.

- What do you think, Mel?
- You are so lucky.

Have a good time tonight.

Hey, Sam.

Is Vanuatu really a country?
Cos this boy told me he's the ambassador.

You are as beautiful as my country.

- Samantha, a few questions. This way.
- Samantha.

What do you feel about your father's
domestic policy? How does it affect you?

- Is your education hurt by it?
- My father gives a great deal of attention to...

You know he's a fraud.

Take his college tuition tax exemption...

- Your dad's a fraud.
- Yeah, he's a fraud.

- Hey, back off.
- Home comes first!

There are a lot of protesters here.
Have you talked to any of these people?

- Keep rolling. Stay with the shot.
- Lucky Charm on her way.

Stay with me!

- What about Mia?
- They'll take care of her.

Go! Go!

Lucky Charm is at location six.

Roger that. We're taking her home.

Lucky Charm secure.

- You OK?
- Don't.

Was there anybody who didn't know
except for me? I feel so humiliated.

Do you know that every day I get, at least,

a half a dozen threats against you?
Every day.

As your father, I couldn't live with myself
if something ever happened to you.

As president,

this country can't afford
to have anything happen to you right now.

What could I do, Sam?

What choice did I have?

You had the choice to be honest with me.

You had the choice not to lie to me,
as my father and as the president.

Oh, man.

Hon, I know you thought he was your friend.

If you want,

we can replace him.

- Won't he lose his job?
- He'll be transferred from first family detail,

but no. He'll find another position.

But not the right position.

He's in line to work for me.

And, yeah,
that's where most agents wanna end up.

No, he can stay.

I really hope someday you understand this.

I do.

That is what is so disappointing.

I thought I'd finally found someone
who'd like me for me.

So how do you know
his feelings for you aren't real?

He was just doing his job.

That's crap. He wanted you. Watch.

Go back and act like nothing happened.

Or date somebody. There's nothing a man
wants more than something he can't have.

- Hey, there's Samantha. Samantha!
- Hey, Sam.

- Sam.
- James.

I just wanted to thank you. I crossed a line,

and you could have had me fired for that,
and I just wanted to say that I appreciate it.

Hey, Sam.

Sam, I'm really sorry
that I had to deceive you.

We're all living Pinocchios, right?

I'm here for my birth control appointment.

- Miss Mackenzie?
- Yes.

If I could just have as many
samples as possible, that'd be great.

- It's not for me. I'm making him jealous.
- Of course.

- No, seriously.
- No problem.

I want him to think that
there's a lot of action going on.

More action. More like,
spring break in Daytona kind of action.

OK.

OK. How do you make a tissue dance?

You put a little boogie in it.

OK...

I'm beginning to regret the outfit choice.
Who was I kidding? I can't pull this off.

- Is it even working?
- You got into it, you're gonna follow through.

- Hey ladies, looking good.
- You're right.

What's up?

Besides, I have a date expecting me.

- What's his name again?
- Frank.

Can I speak frankly, Frank?

The life of the college student

is really growing on me.

- Furthermore, you're really growing on me.
- Thanks.

- Bock from Lamson. She's wasted.
- Is my date a babe or what?

Yeah, I guess so.

We're federal agents. This is illegal.

Be advised, it's my responsibility.

Let's cut the chatter.

We're moving.

Check it out.

Oh yeah!

Bring it on down here to Papa, honey

Oh, come on!

I'm so in love with you right now.

Bock, do something. This is too much.

Hey, it's not our place
to get personally involved.

Sam!

Sam, get down!
This is stupid.

Sam, what are you doing?

Sam, stop it! Come on!

You like that? You like that?

Put me down, James. I'm not four years old.

James, put me down. I can walk.

The thing is, you can't,
so why don't you let me help you?

Why should I trust you?

You lied to me. You made me like you.
Why are you a secret-service agent?

Honestly, I'm just trying
to get through this and do my job.

- Which, by the way, you're making difficult.
- Oh. Really?

Why are you doing this, Sam?

This isn't you.

This is me, James. Me without you.

- What was that?
- I was just saying good night.

- What is this? Some kind of game to you?
- No.

- You don't have to pretend any more.
- You're an amazing girl.

Would you stop it? Just stop lying to me.

What could I have given you? I don't have
anything. You're the president's daughter.

I've spent almost my entire life

with people smiling at me,
and laughing at my jokes,

and telling me how special I am
and how great I am,

and how nice and smart.

And right now I don't know
if any of that was true.

Maybe it was all some kind of an act.

I don't know.

What if I was different?

What if I was just like everybody else, James?

How would you feel about me then?

- You just don't get it. Things aren't different.
- What if they were?

I think you owe me at least this.

Forget image,

forget politics, forget...

forget everything else
but who I am right now, in here.

If things were different.

If things were different,

I'd still follow you around all the time.

Because I wanted to,

not because I had to.

Good night, Sam.

She's not up yet.

She's not here.

Hello, you have reached Moviefone.

If you know the name of the movie
you'd like to watch, stay on the line.

- Sorry about all the calls.
- Don't worry about it.

You know,
you are quite the photogenic young lady.

I would kill for your ass.

And Frankie likes it a lot.

Take a number, buddy. Oh.

Hey, Liz.

You're gonna have to take this one.

- Hi.
- Sam, your father is extremely disappointed.

- Is there anything else we need to know?
- It was just one night, Liz.

One very bad night.

I wanna know about your boyfriend.

What are you talking about? Just put him on.

- She wants to talk to you.
- I don't wanna talk to her. She went too far.

- Send in the media rep.
- Yes, sir.

- He doesn't wanna talk to you, Sam.
- He's there now, isn't he? I can hear him.

- Really, he doesn't. Bye.
- I think he's got some good ideas.

Sam.

James.

- Who are you?
- I'm Agent Dryer, ma'am.

Mr Lamson is no longer on this detail.

So, what does it mean?

Anyone?

Anyone?

At the end of the day,
the prince is what?

Just a prince.

Go on.

It didn't matter how much he trusted

or gave of himself or his possessions.

At the end of the day,
the prince is, and will always be,

just a prince.

He'll always be different.

After Samantha's table dance,
embarrassment surrounds the White House.

Let's go live to Jeff
as he tells us about her alleged affair.

The White House has no comment
about a brawl involving Samantha.

Nor do they have anything to say about
her relationship with her secret-service agent.

Reporting live...

What are you doing here?

The question on my mind, Samantha,
is what have you been doing here?

There's been a three-point drop in the polls
since your little table dance.

- Was I that bad?
- You know we are in the race of our lives.

We were elected to set an example.

They expect more of us.

That's the life we've chosen.

I didn't choose anything, Mom.

And I didn't run for anything.
Nobody elected me, remember?

Like it or not, chosen or not,

you are the daughter
of the president of the United States.

Your father and I need you. Now.

We need to be the first family.

You want me to leave school?

When President Harding was elected,

Florence Harding said,
"Warren, I got you the presidency."

"Now what are you gonna do with it?"

So let's get your father the presidency. Again.

See what he does with it.

It's his time.

You're asking me to join the campaign.

I'm not asking.

Good evening, Miss.

I guess you heard Samantha's raising money
for her dad's re-election one dollar at a time.

Yes. That's the big story.

Here's the best part. The agent who knocked
out the guy where she was stripping?

Turns out that agent
is her boyfriend.

With the help and hard work of people like
you we can win this. Thank you, Motor City.

Mackenzie! Mackenzie! Mackenzie!

Mackenzie! Mackenzie! Mackenzie!

We're here to discuss
your proposed disciplinary action.

Your record is exceptional, but looking at this
I doubt your ability to continue as an agent.

- I understand.
- So why should you continue as an agent?

- My father was an agent, and my grandfather.
- But they're not under review here. You are.

If you had a different father or grandfather,
you wouldn't have this opportunity.

You know, as a little kid,

I always dreamt about standing
on the sidelines of history, protecting others.

Maybe even the president himself.

Well,

I had the opportunity
to protect a pretty remarkable person...

Do you have anything to say
to defend your actions?

You trained me to expect the unexpected,
and I tried not to feel anything.

I tried to keep my distance, but I...

fell deeper.

And deeper.

If having those feelings
means losing my job,

then that's a loss
I am prepared to take.

You and I know that mistakes made in
our line of work could mean someone's life.

I'm sorry.

You'll be on suspension
pending your removal.

And you should start to think
about other alternatives.

- ...his sense of humour, his charisma...
- Did we confirm these numbers?

And did she sign for them?

- That's why we chose this venue.
- ..New Hampshire...

We're not in New Hampshire any more. These
people wanna hear about foreign markets.

- Hey. How are you doing?
- Good.

You OK?

Sam.

You're unhappy. I get it.

But if you're gonna be here, be here.

Because there's a lot at stake and I really
need you to act like a grown-up right now.

Obviously I understand
there is a lot at stake, Dad.

I have been standing by your side,
with Mom, my entire life.

That's why I came home.

You don't have to tell me how important it is
to be with the people you love. I am here.

If you want me to be a grown-up
then you have to allow it.

What's going on with Sam?

What is it?

Remember when she was little,

she found that frog and we wouldn't let her
keep it and she got that really stubborn little...

- unbelievably cute look on her face?
- Yes.

She just made that face again.

Man, here I am, about to go on stage,

and she puts her old man in his place.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

And?

And...

- I don't know. Good for her.
- It's time to go, Mr President.

Ready?

Let's go.

As for our president, he'll do
to this country what she's done to her family.

Embarrass it.

We've just taken direct hits
on the domestic agenda,

and it's the last push
before the election.

- I don't think we should address it.
- What do you think, Sam?

- I don't really have an opinion, Dad.
- Really?

Are you sure?

Well...

I don't know what could be
more important than home.

Ladies and gentlemen,
the president of the United States.

Thanks.

- Mr President.
- Afternoon, folks.

Thought you might want a snack.

Made it myself.

Dad.

OK, I had that cake made myself.

How are you doing?

- Dad?
- Yeah.

I need you to make sure that James is OK.

He's a good agent.

- I'll see what I can do.
- Thank you.

Did you love him?

I loved who I got to be with him.

Even though I didn't do anything amazing,

for me it was.

I felt like I knew myself for the first time.

Love?

That too.

That's what I thought.

And re-elected to a second term,
President John Mackenzie.

Thank you very much. God bless the USA.

We love you, Mac!

Recently, this really fine young woman

pointed out to me the importance of home.

And for the next four years,

this administration is
going to find its way back there.

Starting now. Thank you.

It's your time.

- The next dance is for you and me.
- OK.

What do you think
of your father's policies now?

I have my own policies to think about.

Someday

When I'm awfully low

- That was a nice speech.
- Thanks.

Just thinking of you

And the way you look tonight

Dad?

One thing you always taught me
was to make sure that I'm always at home,

no matter what anyone else thinks.

It has to include you.

Just the way you look tonight

With each word

Your tenderness grows

Tearing my fears apart

You're lovely, so lovely

You're lovely, so lovely

- We all deserve a second chance.
- It's OK.

Give me your left hand.

- What are you doing?
- Dancing with you.

On my shoulder.

We shouldn't. We can't.

Try not to lead this time, OK?

With each word

Your tenderness grows

Tearing my fears apart

And that laugh

That wrinkles your nose

Touches my foolish heart

My foolish heart

So lovely

Never ever change

Keep that breathless charm

Won't you please arrange it

Cos I love you

Just the way you look tonight

I...

believe this is yours.

It'll take you on your next trip.

Even included the cooler.

We did everything
to your exact specifications.

Thank you, James.

Thank you.

Bye, Sam.

Now go try to break a few rules, huh?

You try to keep some.

- Forget something?
- Yeah.

I just forgot my purse.

Take good care of him.

I will.

Just getting back on duty now.

I'm just getting off duty now.

I hear she'll be home for spring break.

Just so you know.

You ready to stand
on the sidelines of history?

Yeah. You?

- POTUS moving.
- Yeah.

Just make sure you don't
fall in love with this one.

Once upon a time,
underneath the magic of the night sky,

a brazen little girl grew up in a white house.

It wasn't until she left that house, however,
that she truly found home.

Collegebound till spring, she'll be back
when the cherry blossoms bloom again.

With romance in the air, James will be there.

But that's another story.