All language subtitles for Madam Secretary - S02 E01 - The Show Must Go On (720p - AMZN Web-DL)

MAN: Good game,
Mr. Vice President!

Hello. Good to see you.

Gentlemen, I'm glad we could
provide a perfect day for golf.

The least we could do

given that you're stuck
with the understudy.

(scattered chuckling)

The president is
very sorry to miss out

on the Pacific Rim Economic Forum,
but

he and Prime Minister Welton
shared a close friendship.

Of course,
he had to be on hand for the state funeral,

and is just flying home today.

Our hearts go out to our
Australian brothers and sisters

on this solemn occasion.

The good news for all of you is

that the Trans-Pacific Trade
Partnership has been high

on my agenda since I
was a young senator.

The bad news for all of you...

I'm a much better
golfer than the president.

(laughter)

Minister Chen,
I believe we're in the first group?

WOMAN: Good luck today,
Mr. Vice President.

We're assuming

this is why Australia
did not send a delegate

to the conference this year?

They are a country in
mourning rather than protest.

Absolutely.

Because we are well
aware that several members

of the Asia-Pacific Nations
are not entirely comfortable

with the inclusion of
China at this forum this year.

On the contrary, Minister Chen.

We need China
in this discussion,

given that much of the framework
is about counterfeit issues.

We,
uh... we want to see some progress there.

It's a little warm today,
isn't it?

It's quite pleasant.

It's warm to me.

And I usually run cool.

Are we speaking in metaphors?

(sighs) What?

If that is the case,
Mr. Vice President,

then let me remind you

that a fish rots from the head.

Please don't say that.

I thought you had this idiom,
the fish rots from the head. Please.

Just as the top
part of the fish rots...

(retching) (people gasping)

(groans) I'm so sorry.

We need a medic on the green...

There's something
wrong. (groans)

MATT (to Billy Joel's "Longest
Time"): ♪ We haven't done that

♪ In the longest time

(snapping fingers along)

♪ Once I thought that
our free trade was gone ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh

♪ Now I know that
commerce must go on ♪

♪ Ah, ah,
ah ♪ So grab your iPhone

♪ But promise that
it's not a clone ♪

♪ And we won't see
one for the longest time ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh, yeah

♪ For the longest time, time

♪ Whoa, oh, oh,
for the longest ♪

♪ For the longest time.

That's as far as I got.

Madam Secretary?

I'm so sorry.

I was hoping this is the
part where I wake up.

It's a first draft,
and you know, it'll...

it'll sound a lot
better when you do it.

Mm. Of course, you'll have
some of the staff backing you up.

DAISY: I know it's cheesy,

but the Pacific Rim
Economic Forum is important,

and the delegates love
the talent show aspect.

MATT: The hosting
country always performs.

Look,
it would be bad form to skip it.

And it really comes
down to the Cambodians.

They're the swing vote on
the Trans-Pacific agreement.

And they are huge
fans of Billy Joel.

Oh, well,
that's good. That's... Here's the thing.

Yeah. I don't sing.

I mean,
a little bit in the shower,

you know, like, ♪ La,
la here and there. Uh-uh.

Do you guys sing?

Mm, well. Yeah, I do.

College. A capella.

It's a résumé builder.

Madam Secretary,
the whole thing is ludicrous,

but it has a lot more
diplomatic importance

than you might think.

(sighs)

Just tell me that I have time

in my schedule to work on this.

Uh, no, ma'am.

But I'm certain that
Daisy has a plan.

Uh, look,
I'm sure you're better than you think.

(door opens) That's your plan?

Well, she's right. I mean,

if you can speak, you can sing.

Unless you're tone
deaf or something.

(door closes) I'm
sure you're not.

That's like two percent
of the population.

Excuse me, ma'am.

The vice president has
been taken to the hospital

following an incident
on the golf course

with the Pan-Asian delegation.

Flu-like symptoms.

He'll be undergoing tests.

His condition is stable,
and they'll keep us informed.

(sighs)

Flu-like symptoms.

Sounds contagious.

Madam Secretary,
you're going to be great.

HENRY: E.M. Forster said,
"If I had to choose

"between betraying
my friend or my country,

"I hope I would have the courage

to betray my country."

Anybody want to expand on that?

It demonstrates his
distrust of larger institutions.

As an outsider. How an outsider?

Gay in England at
the turn of the century?

Okay, so you're suggesting

that his outsider status
gave him a unique perspective

on nationalism,
but does this statement

make him unpatriotic? Yes.

Why? The point of
serving your country is,

you put the greater good
ahead of the individual.

Okay, Ivan.

Okay, but what about fighting
for your buddy in the foxhole?

I feel like that might be
more of an American concept.

Well, I-I disagree.

All of those soldiers
fighting shoeless

and without weapons
on the Russian front

in World War II

were not serving
the common good.

They were being forced

into the battle,
and they did it... (phone buzzing)

To keep themselves and their
families from going to prison.

IVAN: That's an
oversimplification,

and you can't reduce
Russian patriotism to that.

It took real idealism
to defeat Hitler.

And the Russian Army
almost accomplished that

single-handedly.

(loud, overlapping chatter)

All right. Hold on.
Hold on. Hold on.

(whistles) Reign
it in. Reign it in.

Uh, who won World War II
is an entirely different class,

and I don't teach it, thank God.

Uh, so let's talk for a minute

about the ethical role of the
individual in a commonwealth.

Sorry to call you in
on such short notice.

We like to give more
of a heads-up as a rule.

I'm Jane Fellows. I'll be
your you main contact at DIA.

This is Cooper Ralston,
Perry Thomas.

Hi. How are you?

Hello. Have a seat.

This is one of our safe houses.

It's smarter for you not
to come to the office.

Uh, you look a little thrown.

I was told General
Sarno briefed you

on how this would
work once you joined

the faculty at the War College.

I was informed

there'd be some overlap with DIA,
but that's it.

Occupational hazard,
being stingy with information.

I'm sorry about that.

Uh, getting right to the point,

we have an eye on
one of your students.

Ivan Kolashkov. Do you know him?

Yes, of course. He's in
my Military Ethics class.

He's training to serve
under General Doroshevich,

one of the highest-ranking
members of the Russian military,

and a close advisor
to President Ostrov.

I believe that all
the Russian students

in my classes are
under his direction.

Yes. But we like Ivan.

He seems pretty
steadfast in his nationalism.

Good.

Observe and assess
him. We need a basic

psychological profile,
character analysis.

What are you looking for?

To see whether or not
he can be an asset for us.

We feel we could redirect
all that fiery patriotism.

Do you want to let
me in on the idea?

He's a closet homosexual.

Russian Military
takes a dim view of it.

Mean the end of his career,
possible prison time.

What do you need me for?

There are other
criteria to consider.

Uh, you're familiar

with the checklist of
intelligence modalities?

Inter and intra personal skills,
situational awareness, so on?

So, you want me to tee him
up so you can blackmail him?

All while teaching
Military Ethics.

(sighs)

National security
is a vast network,

and it's all part of the same fabric,
Dr. McCord,

but... you know that.

It's a corrupt government which
forces him into the shadows.

Let's start there, or maybe

you're squeamish because
you're still new at this

and thinking about the person,
and not the politics.

But Russia continues to be
our next real nuclear threat,

and he's a very ambitious
officer in their army.

No matter how cuddly he
might seem in your classroom.

Perry, is it?

I think it's best we don't talk.

(sighs)

Just get to know your student,
Dr. McCord.

Tell us what you think,
that's all.

MAN (on TV): The White
House released a statement

saying that Delgado
is undergoing

emergency gallbladder surgery.

The VP reportedly collapsed...

I didn't know gallbladder
could have an emergency.

Well, it can if it's inside

the vice president
of the United States.

Hey,
one of you guys needs to sign this paper

proving that I showed
it to you. Good morning.

Morning. Why?

Oh, 'cause I got a "C",
and they think I'm gonna hide it.

They don't have the honor code

in public school
like the Quakers did,

so,
they just assume you're a liar. No.

Why did you get a
"C" on your paper?

Because he's an average
student. JASON: Wrong again.

Does that ever get boring?

Oh, Jace, this is civics.

I thought you liked this class.

I do,
which is why I threw myself passionately

into the assignment.

Write about an American

who has a positive
influence on society.

I chose Erica James,

The Washington Chronicle
journalist who's in prison

for not revealing her sources.

Well,
maybe your teacher wasn't looking for,

you know, a convicted criminal.

You mean like Rosa Parks?

Nice.

Mr. Crider said that being

in prison actually prevents
Erica James from contributing

to society in a positive way,
so, he, uh,

gave me a "C." Come on,
Jace. I mean, it's an admirable point,

but you had to know you
were poking the bear. Okay.

So, what,
civil disobedience isn't important?

ELIZABETH: Well, it is.

And it will often get you
a "C" in your civics class.

HENRY: Yeah.

I have some good news.

School elections
were held yesterday,

and I was elected Peer Mediator.

Wow.

That's cool.

What... what is that?

That's like... She gets to be
the keeper of the talking stick.

Oh,
like round-table discussions?

Yeah, but with a stick
that tells you when to talk.

It's part of a program at
school they call Life Skills,

something you'll
never know about.

So you're like a
student counselor.

No, mediator.

Nora Trilling got
Peer Counselor.

Oh.

Well, that's great.

Try to tone down the excitement.

ELIZABETH: No, no, no, we are.

We just... We didn't have

those kind of
things at our school.

We had Sergeants-at-Arms,
which probably not very Quaker.

Well, it's kind of a big deal,
and I'm happy about it.

That's all that matters.

Hey, you know,
before I get out of here,

just one quick question.

Um... (laughs)

I can sing, right?

I mean, a little.

Like, I'm not... I'm not awful,
right?

Are you kidding me?
Those Beach Boys songs

you sing in the shower...
You kill it every time.

I mean the good kind of kill,
not the...

Well, because there's this
sort of silly thing at work, but I...

Mom, you're tone deaf. What?!

What?! Yeah. S-Sorry.

(alarm sounds,
phone buzzes) But that's like...

two percent of the population.

HENRY: You sound great to me.

(sighs): Oh.

I have to go.

I love you.

ALISON: Love you. Sorry.

Bye. I love your singing.

You know, Dad,
it's cruel to lie to her.

I heard that.

♪

ELIZABETH: Morning. I heard
about the vice president... is he okay?

Yeah, as far as I know.

He's being prepped for surgery.

That's not what
you're here about.

What, then?

Air Force One is missing.

What do you mean?
We lost all communication

somewhere over the
Pacific... We can't find it.

When did we last make contact?

Half an hour ago,
then they suddenly went offline.

They're out of radar range,
so we have no idea what happened.

Where are we?

We're scrambling the F-15's
out of Hickam Field in Honolulu.

They're about two hours
out of making visual contact.

All communication's down.

What could knock all that out?

Nothing, ma'am.

Obviously something.

A cyber attack...
Hijackers who knew

what they were
doing. All due respect,

the communications
system on Air Force One

is the most
sophisticated in the world.

It's got firewalls
in front of firewalls,

and every kind of
backup you can imagine.

All of it is designed so
that this cannot happen.

And yet this has happened.

Then the plane has crashed.

There's no evidence of that.

(sighs)

ELIZABETH: How
long can we expect

to control intelligence
around this?

I mean,
there's dozens of reporters on that plane

who've suddenly gone
dark? We've reached out

to their editors,
told them the Wi-Fi is temporarily down.

They've agreed not to report it,
but I don't know for how long.

The Pentagon has
taken us to DEFCON 3.

And I think we should consider

the decapitation
strike scenario.

Someone is trying to take down
the top tier of our government

in one swoop. It's
being considered.

The president and
the vice president

suddenly out of commission
at the same time?

That's why it's
being considered!

Sir, I think it's time to
discuss the line of succession.

Are we at worst-case scenario?

Whatever's going on,

we need an acting president.

Has anyone reached out to
the Speaker of the House yet?

He's on Air Force One.

He and the prime minister

were college buddies,
so he went to the funeral.

Was his itinerary
public knowledge?

There was no reason to hide it.

Okay,

let's convene the
National Security Council,

get the Chief Justice down here.

Pro Tempore of the
Senate is next in line.

(low, indistinct conversation)

Elizabeth...

do you know the Chief Justice?

Madam Secretary. Yes,
I... I actually took

your constitutional
law class at UVA.

(chuckles)

(whispers): I got an "A."

(whispers): I remember.

Madam Secretary, excuse me.

I was hoping to come by
and bid my farewell today,

so I'll just do that
now. Heck of a way

to spend my last day as
National Security Advisor.

What do you mean?
You're resigning?

Yes. I gave my notice last week.

You must have
heard. I had no idea

that it was official. Afraid so.

My wife has some health issues.

I'm very sorry to hear that.

Thank you.

It's been a pleasure to serve.

Senator Gates and
his staff are here.

Well, it's been some time
since I found myself in this room.

Senator Gates,
you are, uh, familiar

with the members of the
National Security Council?

Oh, yes, yes, of course.

Yes, yes, uh, very,
very unfortunate circumstances

that we have to meet under.

Uh, do we have any news?

No. We are still out
of communication

with Air Force One,
but measures are being taken

to upgrade the status.

Oh, well,
I guess in the meantime, then,

we need an acting president,
mm-hmm.

In accordance with the
Succession Act of 1947,

that would be you, Senator.

Right, well, then,
uh... let's proceed, shall we?

The Chief Justice will
administer the oath.

Uh, oh, here.

It's a formality,
but you will also need

to resign your
position in the senate.

(chuckles): Uh, n... no way.

No, I never agreed to that,
mm-mm.

No, no, no, it's-it's,
uh, just protocol.

You'll resume your seat

once the president returns. Mm.

Oh, all right,
right. The president will come back.

(chuckles) I mean,
he survived one assassination attempt.

He's hard to kill. Hm.

Wh... What do you mean, Senator?

What do you think I mean? Talking
about that Charles Manson lady.

Tried to shoot him.

Well, that was President Ford.

Ah. Of course, you're right.

I meant Hinckley.

Where do I sign?

Um... actually, Senator,

Mm-hmm? I-I believe
it is also protocol...

you have to state the...

full name of the
current president.

For the record. Of course. Sure.

Ronald Wilson Reagan.

I'm sorry.

Could we ask the
senator to... step outside.

Hmm? just for a moment
wh-while we prepare?

Is that all right? That's fine.

Thank you. Sure.

(whispers): What the hell?

Senator Gates had a
series of mini strokes

a few months ago, but we are

working diligently to get
him through his final term.

He has his good
days and his bad days.

But basically, he's incompetent?

To take the oath of
office for president?

Probably.

Then I think we have
to go to the next in line.

That would be the
Secretary of State.

CHIEF JUSTICE: Madam Secretary,

if you will place your
left hand on the Bible

and raise your right hand...

and repeat after me.

♪ I, Elizabeth Adams McCord,

do solemnly swear...

I, Elizabeth Adams McCord,
do solemnly swear...

that I will faithfully execute

the office of President
of the United States...

that I will faithfully execute

the office of President
of the United States...

and will to the
best of my ability...

preserve, protect and defend

the Constitution of
the United States.

Preserve, protect and defend

the Constitution of
the United States.

Good luck, ma'am.

(sighs) Thank you.

♪

HARRISON: You
know what I'm thinking?

Room service.

That's... not where
I was gonna go.

Omelets and... and
home fries and a...

glutenous chocolate
something. (laughs)

Mmm.

I actually have to go to work.

That's too bad... I ordered it
when you were in the bathroom.

What? Mm-hmm.

You're gonna have to eat it alone,
then.

I'm sorry... I have to go.

Come on. I'm gonna be late.

You're an intern... It's
not like you can get fired.

So, um, what does your dad think

about all these mysterious
and very expensive hotel charges

on your credit card?

I think you'll be
surprised to learn...

the President of the
United States of America

doesn't do his own bookkeeping.

Really? Yeah.

Wow. Um...

but someone is, like,
gonna say something eventually.

Right? If they do,
we'll deal with it then.

Okay.

Looks like it's going to rain.

Can I borrow your jacket? Yeah.

Looks better on you, anyway.

Aw.

God, I remember this thing.

(laughs softly)

It's, like, falling apart.

You've had this
since high school.

Look at this... There's
rips everywhere.

It's vintage. Okay.

You keep making
fun of it... (laughs)

And I'm gonna take it
back. No! That's not fair!

Mm-hmm. You
said I could have it.

(laughs)

Uh... crap.

Harrison...

That, uh,
it's not what you think.

Really? Because
I think it's heroin.

You're supposed to be
sober. I am. I am sober.

It's-it's,
um... it's an emergency stash.

I used to hide them
in the lining of my coat,

and I... I thought
I got them all.

But I apparently... didn't.

Uh...

Come on.

You got to believe me. Uh...

It's an old junkie trick.

You can ask anyone.

I don't know any other junkies.

I'm not using, okay?

I swear to God.

(knocking)

(sighs) It's room service.

Just a minute!

AGENT: Mr. Dalton,
White House Secret Service.

(mouthing)

Hang on!

AGENT: Sir,
we have to take you in.

HARRISON: What's going on?

We have a situation.
Finish getting dressed.

We'll brief you on the way.

We need to get you
to a secure location.

You, too, Ms. McCord.

Um, I have to get to work.

I'm sorry,
you're coming with us.

♪

(sighs)

Have a seat.

Give me a moment.

Ma'am, can I get you anything?

She's fine, thanks, Lucy.

Really?

We don't have time for you

to get comfortable, Bess.

Oh, there's no danger of that.

But I would love
a cup of coffee.

Of course.

The jets are an hour away

from being within radar
range of Air Force One.

We'll be able to determine if
it's on a prerecorded flight path.

If so, they'll try to get
close enough for a visual.

Excuse me. Madam
President's former staff is here.

We'll be with them shortly.

And, Lucy,
you don't have to call her that.

LUCY: Sorry, sir.

The protocol is confusing.

Tell me about it. Send Colonel Preston in,
please.

(door closes)

If it's any consolation,
I'm not enjoying this.

In addition to everything else,

one of my oldest
friends might be dead.

Why don't we get through
it with as little snark

as possible. Sorry,
Bess. You're right.

HENRY: Hi,
guys. May I join you? Yes.

Thanks.

I hope I'm not
interrupting anything.

Ivan was just lecturing
me on the Ukraine,

his favorite pastime.

I'm simply making the point
that the Russian involvement

in the Ukraine,
if there were any,

is no different

than the U.S.
involvement in Afghanistan.

So the economic sanctions
implemented against us

is quite hypocritical.

No offense.

HENRY: Nobody asked my
opinion about taking action

in either one of those
disputes. The world

is a safer place

if we stand united
against those splinter group

who have more
firepower than philosophy.

Very poetic.

Well,
sorry to bore you and rush off,

but, uh,
Russia is playing Brazil.

We will get creamed.

(chuckles)

But still.

(chuckling): Good luck.

You're not a soccer fan, Dmitri?

I prefer American football.

Don't tell anyone.

Ivan is pretty outspoken
about the situation in Ukraine.

Well, that and anything else.

Uh, he was... he was
raised in politics. His family

are high-ranking
officials in the Kremlin.

Aren't you from a military family? Oh,
yes,

but my father was just
an Army field sergeant.

He died in the Chechen conflict.

Then there was my
Georgian grandfather.

Were you close with him?

I found his stories amusing.

This is the Football.
It's a remote device

that can authorize a nuclear
attack in the unlikely event

that we are required to do that.

This is the Biscuit. It's
an authenticator card

containing all the
launching codes.

That stays with you.

The Football stays
with the colonel,

who is never far away.

Thank you, Colonel.

I hope we never work together.

My hope as well, ma'am.

(door opens)

Until further notice,

everything that's happening
here is classified. Of course.

When order is restored,
we'll... figure out how to report it.

In the meantime,
we have to be able to trust your staff.

Well,
I don't have any concerns there.

Well,
give them as little as possible.

No mention of a
decapitation strike.

As far as we're concerned,
it's a perfect storm of bad luck.

And when equilibrium is restored

and I have my old job back,

I'll give you my
list of candidates

for National Security Advisor.

You neglected to tell
me Darren is resigning.

Ah, sorry.

His wife has... health issues.

So he said.

Is there some...

reason why I was
kept out of the loop?

We were hoping
to change his mind.

This really can wait. I-I should
get back to the Sit Room.

Of course.

It goes without saying,

but you are just
warming that chair.

Absolutely.

Call if you need anything.

Can you send them in?

My staff.

Sure.

Would you like this closed,
ma'am?

Uh, yes, please.

You better sit down.

(birds chirping)

(ducks quacking)

Excuse me, Dr. McCord.

Is my wife okay?

The secretary's fine,
but you need to come with us, sir.

This way.

I'll get started on your statement,
Madam President.

No statements. We're going with

no comment, Madam President?

Please stop saying
"Madam President."

I can't. Please try.

Now,
the only thing that we are on record about

is that the Wi-Fi is
down on Air Force One.

I mean,
obviously we are in communication

with the president.

DAISY: So lie? Yes, lie.

In the interest of
national security.

You can imagine how the stock
market alone would react to the news,

"We've misplaced the president."

Um,
should I inform the deputy secretary,

Madam President?

I had to say it once.

(sighs) Yes, but just...

say I was called
to the White House.

Okay, are we assuming something
catastrophic has happened?

I mean, is the president dead?

Are we under attack?

We're not assuming anything.

Don't speculate.

We'll know better
in a couple of hours.

Is there anything in my
actual office that needs

my immediate attention? Uh,
Madam...

Acting President?

That's fine.

I'm sorry to bring this up,

but there is one pressing event

on your calendar today. (sighs)

The P.R.E.F. talent
show. So we will have to

provide a plausible
explanation for canceling.

No, we can't cancel.

We can't change anything.

We have to keep her
agenda exactly the same

if we want to
avoid global panic.

He's right. Okay.

But in the interest
of full disclosure,

I did some research,
and apparently I'm the two percent.

JAY: Considering our situation,

ma'am, there's no way

that your singing could be
worse than your not singing.

I think it'll be a photo finish.

But I'm willing
to take the bullet.

We need this trade
agreement to go through.

Okay,
if you guys really want to help,

then you will focus on this

and make it really
good. In the interest

of national security,
you won't let me humiliate myself.

That's all. Thank you.

Your family's here.

We're taking them to the
Emergency Ops Center

in the basement
of the East Wing.

It's protocol until we know

what's happening
with the president.

Can I see them?

Yeah. Make it fast.

There's something, uh,
you need to know first.

And it's awkward.

(sighs)

Mmm.

You doing okay?

I have no idea.

Any update? Not yet.

Listen,
did they tell you about Stevie?

Yeah,
she's here with Alison and Jason.

When they found her,
she was with Harrison.

In a hotel room.

(sighs) What are they thinking?

They're not. They're
young. That's not an excuse.

I know. But it's gonna
have to be today.

Right. Yeah, you're right.

We got to be cool
with her. We can't...

wander into a big
family argument.

Exactly. But... You
think I can't be cool?

With the other kids, absolutely.

You're Lou Reed.

But when it comes
to Stevie... What?

She pushes your buttons.

I don't have buttons. Elizabeth.

Fine. Maybe she
won't bring it up.

But if she does...
Lou Reed. I need you.

Right. Think Velvet Underground.

Of c... Obviously. I got this.

Let's go.

(sighs) Our jets are five
minutes away from Air Force One.

Radar has confirmed
that the plane is on course,

but there's still no word
from anyone inside.

Working theory is that the
cabin has depressurized.

Everyone on board could be
dead. It could be a ghost flight.

Autopilot will keep it
going until it runs out of fuel.

Yeah, and becomes a bomb
somewhere over the mainland.

In that scenario,
we need to handle it

while it's over water.

Your first act as president

might be to shoot
down Air Force One.

(indistinct chatter)
(door opens)

Ah, ah,
ah. JACKSON: What have we got?

The jets are approaching.

They've made visual contact.

PILOT: I've got movement
inside the cockpit.

Definitely somebody
alive in there.

Is that Colonel Romano? Affirmative,
sir.

He's communicating
through Morse code.

Communication... down.

Navigation okay.

A-S-A-F.

All souls accounted for.

JACKSON: How do
we know he doesn't have

a gun to his head?

That last sentence is code, sir.

He wouldn't have used it
if he had been in distress.

We're clear.

Ma'am, I'd like to recommend
landing at Hickam Field.

The F-15s can escort them. Good.

I want a completely
secure hangar.

And then we're gonna
take that plane apart,

piece by piece,
until we've found out whatever caused this.

Yes, ma'am.

Thank you. Bess,

your tenure holds
until we're back

in direct communication
with the president.

Understood.

Nobody's breathing easy
until that plane touches down.

ALISON: Can't you
give us any idea?

They just said
security concerns.

Well, if it were nuclear,
we'd all be dead by now.

It's probably just another 9/11.

Oh, no.

I-I didn't mean "just"...

Then don't say it, idiot.

I think we're okay,
Noodle. (chuckles)

By the way,
he does know. He just can't tell us.

Hey,
can I talk to you for a second?

Sure.

Okay, I know that they told
you where they found me today.

Honey, it's your life.

You're an adult.

We can't interfere with
who you decide to date.

Believe me,
I learned my lesson there.

So... don't worry about it,
okay?

(chuckles) We got
enough going on today.

I'm really glad that
you feel that way.

Um, I really need your help,
actually.

I have heroin in my pocket.

You have what?

It fell out of the lining
of Harrison's jacket.

And he swears that it
was just an old stash

that he had forgotten about.

And we were arguing about it
when the Secret Service came in.

I panicked. I didn't
know what to do.

I slipped it in my
pocket. Now we're here.

I didn't have time to flush
it... Are you out of your mind?

In all the world, you choose

an addict and
not just any addict,

the son of your mother's boss,

who happens to be the President
of the United States. Dad...

This is the only guy for you?

You are gonna
have to face the fact

that something is compelling you

to make the world's most
irresponsible decisions.

It is wrong for you to date
someone this early in recovery.

It's gonna hurt him,
and it's gonna hurt you.

Can't you just get out of
your own way for a change?

Get out of your mother's way.

Peer Mediator's looking pretty good now,
huh?

Unemployment figures
are coming out tomorrow,

so I kept the president's
morning pretty light.

How are the projections?

Good, but I never trust them.

I'm almost finished

with the roster
of Air Force One.

Are we contacting the families
once they've touched down?

Uh, I can handle that.

One other question.

Why is Craig Sterling on board?

He was meeting
with the president.

Do you know him?

He was at the defense department

when I was at the CIA. Yeah,
you could say that

our paths crossed. What
do you make of him?

Nakedly ambitious,
self-serving obstructionist,

all suit and no substance.

But other than that, I'm a fan.

I know he's on the short list

for national security advisor.

Not anymore.

He's accepted the position.

When?

Yesterday.

I can't believe Conrad
would make that appointment

without consulting

with me. That's his prerogative.

What's going on?

Is this some kind of
reelection strategy?

That's not the kind of decision

you shut the secretary of
state out of. Don't be paranoid.

The NSA is practically
my counterpart

on matters of foreign policy.

He can't just force
that decision on me.

The President of
the United States

can do whatever
the hell he wants.

(sighs)

(laughs softly)

You know what?
You're absolutely right.

You can go now.

Excuse me?

Go. Now.

The pardon attorney
says everything is in order

and that the president needs
to sign in just these two places.

And the papers don't
have to be processed?

No, ma'am.

He says the minute the
signature is confirmed,

it's a simple phone call.

Erica James will be
released from prison.

And the order cannot be revoked?

No, ma'am. It's an
official presidential pardon.

Your journalist will
be home for dinner.

Great.

For what it's worth,
I applaud this action, ma'am.

Thank you, Lucy.

Well,
it's reassuring to know you don't knock on

the president's door,
either. He's touched down.

Everyone is okay. Thank God.

I'll take care of this now,
Madam President.

Madam Secretary.

Yes, sir.

The, uh,
initial sweep of the plane

didn't turn up anything.

NASA's reporting solar flares

over that area. It's our
best guess right now.

Thought that was
impossible on Air Force One.

98%, which

makes it more like
highly improbable.

Well, any idea

on how we're gonna
report on all this?

Working on a strategy now. So,
uh...

what business was
that? With Lucy.

Oh, don't worry about it.

The president can do
whatever the hell she wants.

But you're not... But I was.

HENRY: I don't
think Ivan is your guy.

Why not?

There's something...
unstable in all that

passionate rhetoric.

He's not a complex thinker.

I feel like his opinions are a
mile wide and an inch deep.

Our team's been vetting
him for a while now,

and they feel differently.

I have someone better for you.

Dmitri Petrov.

It's been my observation
that he has a better capacity

for abstract thought,
a more analytical mind.

He's quieter, more guarded,

which means he's probably

more discreet and disciplined.

But what's his weakness?

How can we get to him?

His father died in Chechnya.

I sense some inner
conflict around that.

And his grandfather
was Georgian.

So there's a foundation
of counter-nationalism

in his background I
think we could cultivate.

It's a better way to go than
just blackmailing someone

because of their sexuality.

And I know you guys like to
exploit people's secrets, but

I think it's an unreliable,

not to mention heinous,
approach.

You asked.

That's my analysis.

Mm.

Then I want you to bring him in.

You mean recruit him?

And be his handler.

What? No, wait... No. I-I
have no experience with that.

I wouldn't have
signed up for it.

Henry, we need this.

We believe you're
the guy to do it.

(indistinct conversations)

The president's arrived.

Elizabeth.

It's nice to have you back,
Mr. President.

I wanted to thank you
for minding the store.

My pleasure. Well...

not really that, so much.

I'm thrilled to
relinquish the post.

I saw your presidential pardon.

I saw your national
security advisor appointment.

All right. I'll give you that.

Erica James really
did need to be released.

Craig Sterling really is
the right man for the job.

Mm. I'm sorry I couldn't
let you in on the discussion,

but... I know you
two have history

and I couldn't get bogged down.

With the secretary
of state's opinion?

I needed to make a move.

Then I will do my
best to work with him.

Wanted to let you know that, uh,

we released a
statement to the press.

We admitted to the
communications failure

and the world knows

that you were on the
desk for a few hours.

Ah. As usual,

your approval rating
is higher than mine.

Well... we have a
long road ahead of us.

I could tank at any time.

Like in about five minutes.

Break a leg.

(exhales heavily)

(inhales deeply)

So,
you're... kind of a funny color.

Are you okay? I haven't fainted

in the longest time.
What does it feel like?

Let's find you
some private space.

Madam Secretary, could...

Oh, this doesn't look good.

Madam Secretary, you okay?

Yup, I am. I am okay.

Just need to take a
look at those lyrics.

Let's do this.

How much time do I have?

NADINE: Ten minutes.

Or as long as you need.

Mm. Okay. Okay.

(humming a tune hoarsely)

(humming, grunting)

I can't, I can't,
I can't, I can't.

BLAKE: Okay, all right,
here we go. NADINE: Oh, okay, okay, okay.

Okay, it's all right,
it's all right.

We have a contingency plan.

What is it?

You're looking at it.

♪ If you said good-bye

♪ To me tonight ♪ Ooh-ooh,
ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ There would still
be ♪ Policy to write

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ We'd be the greatest
pair if we could just ♪

♪ Agree on tariffs ♪
We haven't done that

♪ For the longest
time DAISY: ♪ 60%

♪ Of global GDP

♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ That's what we bring

♪ To world economy

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪
♪ There's so much to gain

♪ Say we can create
supply chains ♪

♪ That hasn't happened

♪ For the longest time

♪ Maybe market access

♪ Will be fair ♪ Ooh,
ah, ooh, ah ♪

♪ We'll get along ♪
We'll get our share

♪ Skilled migration
♪ Visas will be free

♪ Some flexibility ♪
Is all that we ask for

♪ Oh, what Trans-Pacific

♪ Partners we will be

♪ Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Sharing food ♪
And our technology

♪ Say deregulation ♪ Ah,
ah, ah ♪

♪ We'll be your
most favored nation ♪

(laughter) ♪ We
haven't been that

♪ For the longest time ♪ Whoa,
oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ For the longest time ♪
♪ Whoa, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ For the longest

♪ For the longest time.

(whoops)

(mouthing)

All right, so... (door opens)

ELIZABETH: Good night,
you guys. Oh, look,

oh, there she is. ALISON: Aah!

Oh, my God, you were president?

How could you not tell us?

Slipped my mind.

Seriously, what was that like?

It was exhausting.

Well,
forget that. What was the song like?

I'll tell you about it
later. How did it go with...

Great. Okay, good.

Listen,
I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed.

Jace, tell your teacher you're
getting an "A." ALISON: Good night.

Erica James is coming
home. (phone beeps)

No.

Yes.

Sorry.

I know you've had a rough day.

Well, we all have.

But you need to be up
to speed on the situation.

We got the test results
back on the vice president.

No foul play.

He's fine.

That can't be why
you called me in.

Come in.

Elizabeth,
you know Craig Sterling.

Madam Secretary.
It's been a few years.

Congratulations on
your appointment.

Pretty sure I wasn't
first on your list.

Why don't you tell Elizabeth

what we know so far
about Air Force One.

The system malfunction
wasn't a solar flare.

They found a piece of malware
on the plane... an incredibly

sophisticated virus
that knocked out

every communication device.

This took planning,

resources and engineering.

It couldn't have
been a single actor.

There had to be a
major power behind it.

This was an act of war.

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