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Why were you out there so late?

Well, why were you out there so late?

- Is she your lover? - Mr. Mayor, were you drunk?

- Who was the woman? - One at a time, people. Come on!

I'm sorry, but I just won't dignify some of those questions.

I did two tours in Iraq on the Explosive Ordnance Disposal Team.

We were trained to run towards bombs.

I saw a car on fire, and I ran towards it.

Most of you would have done the same.

Believe it or not, we all wanna do good

and when given the opportunity

we usually do.

Does that mean you have PTSD?

Did you have a previous relationship with her?

Are you a Neocon warmonger?

Was there a reason you were there? Why were you after her?

I don't know who bullied you as children, guys.

But these questions are just not constructive.

Now, I appreciate your interest

but the woman involved in the accident

isn't running for president.

So I ask that you all respect her privacy.

She's been through quite an ordeal.

And the last thing she needs is all of you showing up

on her front door.

All right, guys, the mayor has a packed schedule.

Thank you all so much for your time and for what you do.

I'll see you at the Fish Fry. Okay?

I can't with this damsel-in-distress shit.

He's just another white savior. Just what the world needs.

I mean, we can all agree that white men are the worst

- but that one is... - Hot.

I was gonna say "convincing," but...

- I'd lick his neck. - Excuse me.

Hey, Daddy. Yeah, I'm just wrapping up here.

Yes. It is good to be home.

Yeah. I can't wait for the party.

Love you. Bye.

You do know that there are no plus-ones at this event, right?

Dude, I don't do plus-ones.

Josie's hot, but we're just hanging out.

When's the actual wedding?

Well, it kinda depends on when we have a nominee

but we've narrowed it down to three possible dates.

Oh, and last week, I found out that the venue we like

might have a cancellation, so maybe that's a fourth date in the mix.

I don't know. Maybe it's a third date. I don't know.

Anyway, the good news is, we've settled on a color story.

I'm sorry I asked.

The wedding industrial complex is so messed up.

You know, monogamy is unnatural.

"Monogamy is unnatural"?

Hi, Annie.

It's your mom. Remember me?

I'm glad you're enjoying Postmates

but how does one even spend $118 at Chipotle?

Just call me back.

Nope.

Hi. I'm Dale.

I know who you are.

That's Sadie's seat.

This seat is reserved for the Sentinel, not Sadie.

You have ten seconds to tell me what you did to her.

I didn't do anything. She's in New York.

To cover the Walker fundraiser.

She's supposed to be back today. Why isn't she?

Eight, seven...

I spent three months embedded with Boko Haram.

You don't scare me.

Three, two...

Okay, I'll... I'll find another seat.

But only because your perfume is aggressive.

- Grace. - Why is Dale in your seat?

Why are you still in New York?

Why don't I have these answers already?

Hi. I miss you, too.

Don't change the subject.

I was... I was chasing something.

Something potentially big.

But now, I don't know. And I can't really talk right now

- so... - Sadie, what the hell is going on?

It's personal.

Okay.

You still care?

Slightly less, but I'm invested.

Oh, just tell me.

Okay.

Okay, fine.

In the cone, I...

I broke one of your rules.

No, I... I broke your number one rule

and it was dumb, and I regret it, but it happened.

And I didn't wanna tell you because even though we're friends

I... I sorta worship you. And...

Fuck. Please don't tell me you and Loafers...

Bruce pulled me off the trail.

You do realize this can never get out?

- Why did you even tell me? - You made me tell you.

I don't make people do anything.

What... What am I supposed to tell Kimberlyn?

It's her engagement party tomorrow.

Shit!

I totally forgot.

You're... You're gonna have to cover for me.

And I... I have to go. But...

I will be back in time for the Primary. Don't worry.

Okay. Bye.

You're not covering the primaries, so don't even ask.

- But... - I've got special projects

to pick up from where you left off on the Walker donor list.

- Bruce, they don't... - If the source is correct

and they have fired an aide

for nefarious reasons, they will find out.

No, like, you can't do that.

The source was just starting to trust me.

The source isn't calling you.

The source is calling the most influential paper on the planet.

Don't conflate the two.

So you're just gonna let them Bigfoot me?

You'll have a chance to make your case

at your disciplinary hearing.

Phil in HR, he'll send you the details.

So...

So that's it?

My future is in Phil's hands?

Okay.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Yeah.

Thank you so much. Hey! I recognize you. Come up here.

From Comic-Con, right?

All right, good shot.

There are hardly any signs out here for my girl.

How is she supposed to get her message out?

Have you met a black person over 40?

Your girl's message isn't gonna resonate here.

And fish boy's message will?

He's a celebrity.

If you'll excuse me, I have an exclusive to get.

Kimmie Kendrick!

My goodness. I was hoping to see you here.

It is lovely to see you, Reverend Vaughn.

I've known this young lady since she was this tall.

Don't always agree on politics

but her family and my family, we go way back.

- Allow me to introduce you... - Kimberlyn Kendrick.

Liberty Direct News. Your coverage is excellent.

Thank you.

- Double hush puppies, please. - You got it.

You're having a bit of a moment, Mr. Mayor.

Well, I wish it had anything to do with my policies

but I'll take what I can get, I suppose.

Well, we don't know enough about your policies or what you stand for.

- Mr. Mayor... - It's all right. I got it.

Especially the good folks of South Carolina

they don't know who you are.

Felicity Walker spent half of her cycle last campaign

in black churches.

With all due respect, sir

where have you been?

If you want voters here to know you

you need me.

You get that from your daddy.

The art of the hard sell.

What do you say, Mr. Mayor?

What do you say?

Yeah, well, it really looks like her.

Charcuterie?

Can you give one to Felicity? I mean, you must talk all the time.

We are dying to know. Do you like Walker?

Oh, well, she's... I...

I used to love her, but now...

Isn't the South Carolina Primary in a couple of days?

I'm surprised they let you off the trail.

Yeah, your mom said you'd be on the road till Election Day.

Are you writing obituaries again?

Why aren't you on the road?

Okay, let's eat.

It's actually temporary.

I'm gonna be back soon.

Oh, Sadie.

- Hey, let's go. We're gonna be late. - Sorry.

Do you know where Sadie is?

She's stuck in New York.

She sends her regrets.

More vodka for me.

You're kind of an alcoholic, you know that?

Are you, like, a Kardashian?

- Beautiful. - Thanks.

- My baby girl is home! - Daddy!

Gimme...

Emmanuel Kendrick. Welcome.

Grace Gordon Green. Pleasure.

- Hi. Lola. - Welcome.

I wish I could say Kimberlyn has told us all about you

but she hardly has time to call home lately.

I have been working hard, like you taught me, Daddy.

It's paying off. I watched your segment the other night.

- How many times did you watch? - Only six.

Fine. Seven.

Hey, Eric. I'm Lola.

- Nice to meet you. Yeah. - Congrats.

- Grace. - Eric.

- Congratulations. - Thanks so much.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Can I talk to you? - Yeah, good. Yeah.

- Your palms are sweaty. - Yeah.

- What's going on? - I know. I'm nervous.

You don't have to be nervous. It's just me.

- I already said "yes." - Okay, so...

- I have an idea. - Okay.

If you hate it, we do not have to do it.

There is absolutely no pressure here.

Okay.

I was wondering...

what if instead of today being our engagement party

it was our...

wedding?

I'm sorry. What?

Remember... Remember when you wanted us to elope in Vegas

and I said that I wanted it to feel special?

Yeah?

This feels special.

Us, at your father's house with our family and our close friends.

You can cross all that stuff off your to-do list

and no more fighting with my mom about flowers.

I wasn't fighting with your mother.

The Pierre was a non-starter.

My point is

if you hate it, we won't do it.

I just wanna make you happy. If this doesn't, then...

It does.

You do. And I love you.

I love you too.

One question.

It's not a Vera Wang.

But I think you're gonna love it.

Check your closet.

Wait. So...

We are doing this, right?

Oh, you bet your ass we're doing this.

Let's get married!

Zelda!

Hi, girl!

She just licked a Rottweiler's ass.

Okay.

I'm...

throwing you a bone here.

Get it?

I... Look, I know you're mad at me

but I think if you'd let me tell you what I found in the documents...

You know, I thought I told you to drop the investigation.

- We got this. - Yeah, I know. But I...

I'm so close. I am this close.

All right. Now, let's... let's say you broke the story.

All right, you broke it wide open.

It's the biggest thing since the Steele dossier.

Who's gonna believe you?

You know, the Right

they're gonna say you're in bed with the campaign.

And the Left, well, they're gonna say

that you were the scorned ex-girlfriend.

So we're screwed either way.

But if it's factual, if it's truth...

There is no the truth anymore. I mean...

Do you know how many people trust what they read in the newspaper?

The ones that still exist?

Seven percent. Seven.

You know, if they don't trust us

what happens to our democracy?

I agree with you.

I agree. But...

Don't...

Don't you think this is a little dramatic?

I hooked up with a bag man. I didn't...

I... I didn't get us into a war under false pretense...

You lied to me.

You lied to me, Sadie.

- You know I was a crackhead, right? - Yeah.

Not coke, not booze. Crack!

It's like the lowest rung on the addicts' caste system.

I should have died

but I got to a meeting

and now I have a family and a career I don't deserve.

But do you know

the first thing they tell an addict?

The one fuckin' thing every junkie needs

if they wanna stay alive?

Honesty.

After everything I did to support you.

I just, I... I'm not gonna do this.

- Bruce, come on. No, wait. Stop. - Fuck it! Fuck it!

- Please. Come on. - Hey. Listen.

Let me ask you somethin'.

If Dale didn't see you

would you have told me?

Probably not. No.

Yeah. Exactly.

- Eric? - It's Daddy.

Come in.

How do I look?

You look perfect.

I can't believe we're doing this.

You think it's crazy?

No.

And neither would she.

(I brought a picture of your mother. There she is.)

Hello?

Sadie?

Grace?

How... How did you get this number?

You left your hoodie on the bus.

Why are you going through my shit?

Hey, I was doing your laundry. You're welcome.

And you're the one who left a random untraceable number

on a cocktail napkin, begging to be called.

So I confide in you, and you just decided to scoop me?

What the fuck, Grace?

Scoop you on what? I just called a number.

Well, call your own fucking numbers.

Okay. It's in my hand. It's mine now.

Thank you. You wanna tell me what's going on?

Well, Bruce called HR about Loafers

and there's gonna be a disciplinary hearing tomorrow

to decide whether or not I get to keep my job.

Shit, Sadie.

Yeah. It's... it's bad.

- I'm an idiot. - No, you're not.

I mean, you are, but...

Fuck, I'm sorry.

Fuck it. You know what? I would rather give you my story

than let the assholes at special projects Bigfoot me.

Get a pen. I'll tell you everything.

Hi.

The photographer needs you.

Do I know you?

I'm Grace. Your whole family's waiting for you.

Oh, don't go anywhere.

Cock-block much?

I need to get back to the hotel.

No, you can't go! We haven't even cut the cake!

Since when do you care about wedding traditions?

I don't. I care about cake.

Come on, I saw you tearing up at the vows.

You're dancing, waiting for cake

'bout to hook up with Kimberlyn's brother.

- Yeah. - Admit it, you're moved.

Okay, fine. Yeah, whatever. I'm moved.

Congratulations. You're human.

Guys! I'm married.

I'm totally married.

- And drunk. - And kind of adorable.

- I'm really happy you're here. - I am, too!

I feel bad for Sadie. We should take a picture.

- Sadie! - Sadie!

Please go away.

Hey.

- You wanna talk about it? - Nope.

I think...

I think I really screwed up, Mom.

I might lose my job.

Sweetie, they say that life doesn't really start

until you've had a professional meltdown

and been very publicly humiliated and fired.

Who says that? I don't...

I don't think that's the thing that people say.

No, I think it was Maya Angelou.

Bruce says

that I threatened our entire democracy.

Oh, slow down. He said what?

You're the most ethical person I know.

Mom, please. I'm not a fucking Girl Scout.

Do you remember what you did

after your dad squandered your college savings at a poker game?

Binge-watched The Real Housewives reunion

and contemplated a future in the food services industry?

I mean, after that.

I... I wrote an essay.

You wrote an award-winning essay and won a scholarship.

You wrote your way out of that.

Write your way out of this.

You didn't need your dad, and you don't need Bruce.

I don't even know what I would write.

You'll think of something.

You always do.

My man. Thank you for comin'. I appreciate it.

- Goodnight. Thank you, though. - Bye.

Thank you. Hey, you be good.

I can't believe my baby is finally married.

Better believe it.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

I never thought this day would come.

And you...

You did your mama proud tonight.

Thank you, Barbara.

You can call me "Mom" now.

Okay. Mom.

- Well, we'll get there. - All right.

Now, you two, try and get some rest.

Tomorrow's another big day.

You're right. We should probably get some sleep.

- Right, right. Very good. - Okay. Come here, you two.

Good surprise. Love you.

- Love you. Thanks for everything. - Love you. See you in the morning.

Yes.

Shall we?

Have you seen Grace or Lola?

I know it's late, but I'm wondering if you know

anyone recently let go from Walker's campaign?

Do... Do you have a contact for them?

Right.

And that happened when?

Okay.

And what was her relationship to the campaign's finance arm?

Right.

You can kiss this kid goodbye, Sentinel.

- Hello? - Look, I know you don't wanna be

my beat reporter but skipping my press conference?

- That's harsh. - You couldn't pull that hero stunt

before we went to press?

I tried you earlier, but your voicemail was full.

Shit. I shoulda known to answer.

You are the only Topeka, Kansas area code in my phone.

I'm flattered.

Always had a strange fascination with Kansas.

That's a new one.

No, it's where New Journalism was born.

Truman Capote, In Cold Blood.

And Dwight Eisenhower.

I visited his childhood home in Abilene once.

Dork.

Well, thanks to a windfall

of small-dollar donations since your profile

I can now afford an actual press secretary.

Congratulations.

Do they know you're calling me?

I'm calling to let you know

that I'm gonna be doing an interview with your friend at Liberty

about the crash. I didn't want you to think that...

You're dead to me.

I kid. I kid.

Well, you... you're a... you're a contender now.

You should talk to Kimberlyn.

- She's a straight shooter. - Yep.

You just always have to give me the news first.

Or I'll write a nasty takedown piece.

I'm not joking.

Can I ask you a question, though?

About the crash? Off the record?

Fine. Why'd you do it?

Well, my stock answer is that

that's what I was trained to do as a Marine. But...

I don't know. Maybe I...

maybe I needed it, too, to feel something, you know?

I get that.

I mean, I'm not running into a burning car anytime soon

but I get it.

After my wife died...

I felt so numb.

Like a shadow of who I used to be, just...

moving through this world

running out the clock.

I don't feel like that anymore.

Thank you for that.

God, an honest fucking answer for once.

And I'm gonna make you put that on the record one day.

Yeah, well, we'll see about that.

Well...

I'm gonna go.

But good luck with your interview and the Primary.

And... you can never tell anyone I said that.

Yeah, will see ya.

Flirty late-night call with a candidate.

Pushin' it.

Give me a fucking break.

You, you were in McGovern's lap during the entire '72 campaign.

Richard Ben Cramer fell in love with every candidate in '88.

Even Gephardt. Somehow.

You're taking that dimhack seriously.

You don't think that Theodore White

actively wanted Bobby Kennedy to win?

Bobby's voice had a psychic connection to the Rolling Stones.

We all wanted that trip.

You boys, you broke every rule

fucked anything that moved

and then got to be hailed as heroes.

But my... my fling with a bagman

no, it's gonna take down our democracy.

I'm fucking sick of it.

Atta girl. Getting angry.

Now channel that righteous anger.

Legendary New York Times editor, Abe Rosenthal, famously said

"It's okay to fuck the elephants. Just don't cover the circus."

That was right before he fired a female reporter

for sleeping with a source.

But what did he tell the boys?

Could they fuck the elephants?

He didn't tell them anything

because whether it was spoken or not

the boys could fuck whomever they wanted.

And I hate when Hollywood portrays female journalists

using sex to get the facts.

While male journalists always use their brilliant minds

and unimpeachable morality to nail the story.

'Cause the truth is, it's the opposite.

We have to report backwards and in heels.

We give up our lives to the job

and are expected to be celibate

scouring FOIA requests in our hotel rooms.

I'm not saying I didn't make a mistake.

I did, and I... I need to own that.

I understand why I'm here.

And I'm... I'm happy to answer any further questions you may have.

I just thought it was worth pointing out the history

and the hypocrisy.

Did you reveal the personal nature of your prior relationship

to the Press Secretary when you were assigned

- to Caroline Bennett's bus? - No.

Then, when you switched to Walker?

I should have told Bruce sooner about the potential conflict.

But maybe I didn't because I knew deep down

that there is zero margin of error

for women journalists, especially one like myself, who's...

who's already been branded with the Scarlet E.

An "emotional liability."

Sadie, we take any allegation of a conflict

particularly sexual in nature, extremely seriously.

I never once let this relationship impact my work.

Never.

In fact, I worked twice as hard

to avoid any semblance of special treatment

to make sure my facts were sound, to ask the hard questions

even if it meant inciting a Twittermob

or hurting a decent candidate because...

because I love this job.

And I believe in journalism and our mission.

And no matter what you decide today, I always will.

Thank you.

That'll be all.

Thank you.

Good morning, husband.

- I love the way that sounds. - You should.

Wait.

Shoot.

I should get dressed.

This early? Brunch isn't till 11.00.

Brunch? What brunch?

The brunch you and my mom talked about last night.

I have no idea what you're talking about, babe.

I'm sorry, I thought when my mother said

"Tomorrow's another big day?"

and you said, "You're right,"

I assumed you knew what she was talking about.

I assumed that she was talking about my interview with the Kansas mayor.

Why would my mom know about your interview?

I don't know. I thought maybe you told her.

- Why would I know about the brunch? - Okay, okay...

Let's start again.

- Good morning, wife. - Eric. What is...

We have a brunch today.

Now my Uncle Bill and Aunt Margie couldn't get in last night.

So their flight lands in an hour.

So I will see them after my interview.

It won't take that long, but Gary has the flu

so I have to do my own prep.

I cannot believe you're doing this to me right now.

I can't believe you're doing this to me right now.

When you were working 24/7 trying to make partner

I had your back every step of the way.

And so, what now, my work just doesn't matter?

I'm just saying you should have told me.

You should've told me about the brunch.

For the record

I forgot about the damn brunch.

That's fine. Go do what you gotta do.

But just please come back to me as soon as you can, okay?

I will. I promise.

Oh, good morning.

Oh, I didn't think you'd be up this early.

But since you are, I wouldn't say no to your help.

I have so much food to get on the table.

Barb... Mom.

I actually... I have to run out real quick.

What do you mean you have to run out?

I have an interview.

You set up an interview for the day after your own wedding?

Well, technically, I set up an interview

for the day after my engagement party

- because I didn't know it was... - Damn.

Sweet spread.

Hey, Gary, you sure you're up for calls?

- Yeah. - Morning, gorgeous.

Okay.

Read the room, dude.

No, please, just tell them that I need a full lighting setup

and that I'll be there in 30.

Okay.

I'm sorry. It's Primary Day.

I have an exclusive, and my embed has the damn flu.

I told you.

Didn't I tell you?

- What? - You told him what?

She can't live like this after you have children.

This just isn't gonna work

- for my grandbabies. - Mom, what are you doing. Stop.

Okay, well, if you two just wanna have a conversation

- like I'm not even standing here... - No... baby. Baby, no.

Well, do you want me to say to your face?

- That's no problem. - Mom!

You need to get your priorities straight and fast.

This is not what my son signed up for in a wife.

Is that right?

What are you saying?

Stop.

No, that's great. I wanna make sure it doesn't come across as divisive.

Yeah. I always forget that part, but that's great.

Okay.

Hey, how was the engagement party?

Oh, it kinda turned into a surprise wedding.

You're kidding. You're married?

That's wonderful. Congratulations.

Yep. We did it.

We could have rescheduled this interview.

Oh, no. It's okay.

Eric had some family that flew in.

But I know you had to rearrange

so many things in your schedule to make this work.

And it is Primary Day.

- Should we do this? - You're the boss.

Welcome to Liberty Direct News'

live coverage of Primary Day

here in South Carolina.

I'm Kimberlyn Kendrick-Jordan

with an exclusive interview

with one of the Democratic candidates

swept up in the story du jour.

Hey. I'm heading out.

Just wanted to say thanks for the party and...

sorry about your impending divorce.

Excuse me?

Here's the thing, my guy.

You lied to my friend last night.

Those vows that you wrote

how you would always be there for her

and love her, and defend her, and protect her

like she was a fucking country

and you were the only soldier in her army?

Oh, my god, you had me shook, like, I fully believed you.

I meant every word of that.

Right.

But then, just now

after your epic fail, my god

I remembered the one thing I know about you that's actually true.

You don't know anything about me.

I know you proposed to Kimberlyn the day she was leaving for Iowa.

Yeah, because I wanted to marry her.

Okay, I get that.

But it was the biggest day of her career

and you had to upstage her.

You peed all over her like a needy little puppy.

You make her birthdays about you, too?

No, I always put her first, and...

she always put work first.

Oh, true. Yeah, you idiot. You knew that going into this.

If you wanted to change her, why did you propose?

I love her. I don't wanna change her.

Then honor your vows.

"In sickness and in health."

"For richer, for poorer."

And when your mom is being a righteous fucking bitch.

Watch it.

Sorry.

But I mean...

You know. You're right. Sorry.

And... if she doesn't forgive me?

At least you tried.

There you are.

- Lemme put my digits on your phone. - Hey.

Next time you're around here, you can hit me up.

That's okay.

I'm good.

I'll pack up my cubicle.

You're on a flight to Charleston today.

Get me a South Carolina curtain raiser

by the time you land.

I'm back on the trail.

Bruce, thank you so much.

I can't tell you how much I appreciate you fighting for me.

I didn't.

I voted against you.

But Ellen overruled me, and Phil reviewed your stories

and agreed it didn't impact your work.

So, you're back on the bus.

Walker just brought Benji Newman on as Communications Director.

So, you only deal with him. Understood?

Benji usually only comes on when a campaign is in crisis.

Understood?

Understood.

You're the one that said if every reporter

that ever talked trash or fucked up was fired

entire newsrooms would have to be shut down.

Did I say that?

That's why we're so good together.

You said it. We're shit stirrers, broken toys

who don't feel like we belong here.

The only difference is

every time I walk through those doors

I feel the great privilege of what we get to do.

A lot of people gave you a lot of chances you didn't deserve.

And thank God they did because you...

you are fucking brilliant.

And the world is a better place with your voice in it.

It's too bad you don't think I deserve the same grace.

And Bruce

I'm done apologizing.

Benji?

You wouldn't be trying to ignore me, would you?

Because that might make a journalist suspicious.

- Grace. - Yeah.

I get 15 minutes to myself every day

and in those 15 minutes

I get a break from answering the main questions

from shit-for-brains reporters.

Present company excluded, of course.

Well, I won't take up too much of your time.

This is quick.

The Walker campaign has shown an unusual amount of staff turnover

in the last two weeks.

- Is that a question? - What's going on?

Campaigns evolve. You've been around long enough to know that.

Oh, don't condescend to me.

Losing campaigns evolve.

Your candidate is pulling ahead in South Carolina

and by all accounts, everything is going well.

And yet, in the last week alone

the following staffers have been fired.

A videographer, two field organizers

oh, and that cute scheduler who always wore a bucket hat.

Is this off the record?

If it must be.

No comment.

So what?

You get married and they just

give your husband a room key without your permission?

Your friend, Lola, vouched for me.

I made a mistake.

Proposing to you.

Oh, shit.

No... I don't mean...

No, I meant...

Timing.

I shouldn't have waited till the day that you were leaving.

I had a thousand days to ask you, and...

I wanted to, but I was just waiting for the perfect moment.

And then I never did it, and then all of a sudden

you were leaving. And...

I got scared.

I was scared I was gonna lose you.

I don't wanna lose you either.

So, good.

I'm glad we have that going for us.

All day long I've just been thinking about, like...

what did we do wrong?

And I thought maybe it was that

we weren't checking in with each other enough.

But then I started thinking, maybe it's just me.

- No, it's not... - No, not my fault.

I'm not gonna let you off the hook that easy.

But...

Maybe I haven't been checking in with myself.

I thought that getting married would buy me some time.

But then this morning, with your mom, when...

I'll talk to her.

No.

I will talk to her.

She's not totally wrong.

I don't know how this is gonna work.

Getting married didn't solve the problem.

It just made it more obvious that we have a problem to solve.

So...

Where...

does that leave us?

Married?

Hey, this is Josie.

I can't answer, so please leave a message. Thanks.

Josie. Hey, it's me, Lola.

I... I dunno what your schedule is

or what you're up to, but...

I was just thinking maybe if you wanted

we could go on...

like, a proper...

I don't know, date?

Is that really lame?

Whatever. Fuck it. I think being lame is the new cool.

Okay, yeah. Just call me back or...

Yeah. Call me back.

Holy shit.

Sadie.

Walker could win South Carolina.

And Benji blew me off, which means you are definitely on to something.

How'd it go today? Do you still have a job?

Just a sec.

- Yes! - I'm back.

Get in here.

Oh, god.

Okay. So, the Sentinel's Special Projects team

has the gestation of a llama.

- I don't know what that means. - That means

we have to fucking beat them.

What do you mean "we?"

Let's divide the reporting.

I will take donor lists and FEC filing

and you, you can try to get staffers to break their NDAs.

My favorite pastime.

If you still have a job, then we're still...

Competitors, yeah.

This wouldn't be the first time our newspapers have shared intel

that was in the public interest.

- Pentagon papers. - Snowden.

- Panama Papers. - ProPublica investigations.

Pentagon papers pinky swear?

We share everything.

Coordinate to publish at the same time.

Sadie, this is serious shit.

You don't think Ben Bradlee and Punch Sulzberger pinkie swore?

My dad was there. I can guarantee you they did not.

Well, thank god we're not the boys on the bus

'cause they sound boring as fuck.

- You want a coffee? - Yeah. What's...