| [The White House, day, living room. George is reading an official document and sipping coffee on the couch. The newspaper is strewn on the coffee table before him. Laura runs down the stairs]
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| Laura: | [swoops down to put a coaster under George's cup] George, use a coaster! [George sets his coffee down and looks up at Laura] If your mother sees a water ring on that table, she's gonna blame me!
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| George: | Laura, will you stop being so nervous? Now, the war on drugs was very important to my mother when she was First Lady. She just wants to come by and help.
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| Laura: | [upset] Oh, she does not want to help! [leans over to tidy up the coffee table] She just wants to come take over the War On Drugs ceremony because she thinks I'm incompetent! [George stands up]
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| George: | Now that's not true. My mother loves you.
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| Laura: | Is that why, in her Christmas card, she still refers to me as that whore from Dallas?!
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| George: | She just forgets you were born in Midland.
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| Laura: | George! [turns and storms off]
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| George: | I'm sorry. Houston?
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| Laura: | [scowls] Ugh!
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| George: | Hey, listem to me, Laura. My mother's a great lady. But I chose to marry you. Not her.
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| Laura: | [comforted, then tilts her head puzzled] ...What?? [the doorbell rings] Ogh! [George straightens his tie and goes for the door] Your mother thinks I'm an idiot, George. I bet you five bucks the first thing she says to me is some crack about my intelligence.
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| George: | [turns to open the door, then his mom enters] Mommy!!! [gives her a hug]
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| Barbara: | Hello, Junior. Hello, Laura. [Laura curtsies a bit] My God, you've put on weight. [Laura looks at George, hurt]
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| George: | HAHA! YOU OWE ME FIVE BUCKS!!
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| [The living room, moments later.]
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| George: | Come on in, Mom. Can I take your coat?
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| Barbara: | [hands him her coat] Thanks, sweetie. [walks towards the couch]
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| Laura: | [in passing] Did you have a good trip, mother?
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| Barbara: | NO. [looks around] My God, look what you've done with the place.
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| George: | Laura sure has a knack for decoratin'.
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| Barbara: | A knack. [sits on the couch] Hunh. Is that what they call it? [Laura sits next to her; she rises and scoots as far left as possible. Laura then serves up some water] I'm very excited about the ceremony tonight, George. The arrest of the one hundred millionth War On Drugs offender. What a milestone! [George beams]
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| Laura: | [grinning] We're very excited too, Mom.
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| Barbara: | [interrupting sharply] Yes, I'd love a glass of water. Thank you so much for asking.
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| Laura: | Oh... [remembers to serve some water for Barbara and serves it]
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| Princess: | [entering] Mr. President? Mr. President, they have the drug offender ready for you in the oval-shaped office.
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| George: | Thanks, Princess. [she turns and leaves. George rises and starts to leave]
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| Barbara: | [tugs at his cufflink] Now she's cute.
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| George: | I've gotta go deal with gang-bangin' druggie scum. I'll leave you two alone to catch up. [taps on his mom's hand twice and leaves. A long moment of silence, and Barbara begins to pick at the couch]
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| [The Oval Office, moments later. George enters. Two DEA agents and a druggie stand in the room]
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| Karl: | [approaches George] Mr. President, we have apprehended the one hundred millionth drug offender. Ramon Berenberg.
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| Ramon: | [removes a lemon-lime lollipop from his mouth] What do I win?
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| George: | Karl, this doesn't look like a drug offender. He looks like a Gummi bear!
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| Karl: | He was arrested with this [holds up a small vial] in his pocker, Mr. President. Five tablets of the drug extacy.
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| George: | [pours the tablets into his hand and marches towards Ramon] You snort these tablets?
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| Ramon: | No, bro, you drop it.
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| George: | You drop it?! And then what?!
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| Ramon: | Heh, and then you rage, jackass. [Karl shoves him hard from behind. Ramon looks back at Karl as George steadies him]
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| George: | What?! I want some straight answers out of you pronto, Tonto!
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| Ramon: | Alright alright. [sits down on the couch] I was ravin' with Flipper, and he had two blue Nikes, but they're too speedy, so we traded them for Angels 280s. Then this kid next to me starts spinning around with his I's, so what do I do? K, naturally. Next thing I know, I'm in the K-hole wanderin' around the streets throwin' up on cop cars, and now I'm in the White House. [looks up, smiling, then giggles] Sweet. [George is gauging the weight of the pills in his left hand]
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| Karl: | Pretty sweet! Hey! Extacy is a very dangerous drug, butthole! It can kill people!
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| Ramon: | What? [giggles again, holding up his lolly-pop]
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| George: | You laugh all you want to, my rave-droppin' friend. Tonight you're gonna be humiliated and arrested, by my mom and my wife on national television! [scoffs at Ramon. Ramon just laughs back]
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| [The White house, day, living room. George and Laura come down the stairs chatting]
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| Laura: | Look George, I decorated the living room with balloons and white tables for the ceremony. [the come off the landing only to see the balloons and tables being moved around]
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| Barbara: | [barking orders] Now get those balloons and tables out of here! [a portable jail cell is wheeled in. On its front are two banners. The top one says "100,000,000 th", the bottom one says "Drug Offender". Ramon is already in the cell] Now move the podium to the center of the room and uh, uh get some more bunting for around the cage.
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| Laura: | What happened??
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| Barbara: | Some idiot put white tables in here! Everybody knows that in feng shui people save it.
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| Karl: | Mrs. Bush! Oh, it's so nice to see you again.
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| Barbara: | Thank you, Chris. [they hold hands, he kisses her on the cheek]
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| Karl: | You know, actually, it's Karl.
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| Barbara: | ...No, I think I like Chris better.
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| Karl: | [leans in] Then Chris it is. [they laugh softly]
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| George: | [walks up to Barbara] Well, it looks great, Mom.
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| Laura: | My plan for the ceremony is a-
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| Barbara: | [turns and walks with George, ignoring Laura] Now, here's what's gonna happen: When the guests arrive, we'll have punch and cake - not that crappy cake that Laura makes, but a good cake from Safeway. [turns around and walks George to the podium] And then at seven o'clock, when the cameras go live, we'll stand here and announce the arrest of our drug addict. [walks to the jail and back to the podium] Then, George, will lead the convict from his jail, and I [pulls some handcuffs off the podium] will handcuff him.
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| George: | Oooh, sounds good, Momma! [kisses her on the cheek. Laura grimaces in disgust]
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| Larry: | [barges in with a roll of paper] Hey George, it's your favorite neighbor! Say George, there's a stardew on your front porch.
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| Ramon: | What's a stardew? It twinkles. [giggles]
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| Larry: | [his opportunity ruined, charges at Ramon] Who's the God-damned smartass! [Karl holds him back]
| George: | I don't have time for you, Larry. We're getting ready for a BIG War On Drugs party!
| | Larry: | I know, I know... Laura asked me to... pick up her slogan banner from the printer's.
| | Laura: | [pleased] Oh it's here!
| | Larry: | Hot off the press! [holds on to one end as Karl unrolls it. It says "YOU HAVE TO BE HIGH. DO DRUGS."]
| | Barbara: | [arrives to check out the banner] You have to be high? Do drugs? [turns and glares at Laura]
| | Laura: | To want to do drugs! [points out the small text above "DO DRUGS"] They printed "TO WANT TO" too small!
| | Barbara: | You call that a slogan?! You slut! [turns around and walks away. Laura is dumbfounded]
| | [The Oval Office, moments later]
| | Laura: | [stoms in] That's it! I'm not gonna do it!
| | George: | [follows her in] Laura, what's the matter?
| | Laura: | [exasperated] George, I cannot deal with your mother anymore! If she wants to take control of this thing, then fine!
| | George: | She's just tryin' to help.
| | Laura: | [notices a bottle on the President's desk] God, I need some aspirin. [takes the bottle, opens it, and ]
| | George: | [noticing] La-la-laura STOP! [takes the pills from her hand] Christ! This isn't aspirin, this is extacy.
| | Laura: | Extacy?
| | George: | Yeah, you know, you drop it and you rave.
| | Laura: | [places the bottle back on the desk] Look, George, I'm not gonna let yoru mother make me look stupid. I'm out!.[heads out the door]
| | George: | Uh no, you're not out! [Laura turns around] Now, this is our event, Laura!
| | Laura: | [sighs heavily] Then it's time to go out there and stand up to her and tell her to BUTT OUT, ONCE AND FOR ALL!
| | George: | ...Okay, go tell her.
| | Laura: | Oh no, I'm not gonna do it.
| | George: | Oh. [walks out the door]
| | [The dining room. A block of ice is being sculpted with a chainsaw. On the block are the words "JUST SAY NO". Barbara is the one doing the sculpting. George comes in]
| | George: | Mom? [the sound of the chainsaw is too great for his voice to be heard] MOM!!!
| | Barbara: | [continuing her work] Not now, George. I still have a lot of work to do.
| | George: | Mom, listen to me! [she turns the saw off and sets it down.] Mom, you've gotta let us handle the ceremony. Laura startin' to get upset.
| | Barbara: | Darling, I just don't want that slut messing it up.
| | George: | Now Mom! She is NOT gonna mess it up.
| | Barbara: | [insulted] I can't believe you're choosing her over me.
| | George: | I'm not.
| | Barbara: | Fine George. Just know that with her in charge, things are bound to go wrong! [walks off, taking her chainsaw on her way out]
| | George: | I'm startin' to get a headache. [swallows the pills in his left hand and drinks some water. He looks down at his left hand and realizes those pills weren't aspirin pills] Uh-ohhh... [covers his mouth]
| | [The living room. Preparations are under way for the arrest.]
| | Laura: | Just move it a little to the right, Larry.
| | Barbara: | [enters with her chainsaw] Laura, I understand you want me to have nothing to do with the ceremony.
| | Laura: | ...Oh, well, Mother, George and I just thought that maybe-
| | Barbara: | If you don't want my help, that's fine. After all, what have I to offer except for four years' experience of being the First Lady
| | Laura: | Right, right.
| | Barbara: | Laura, if you have a problem with me, you can just talk to me. You don't have to send other people to do it for you.
| | Laura: | You're right. Mom, George and I just-
| | Barbara: | Shut up! Go! Have fun setting up YOUR ceremony! [lefts up the chainsaw and drops it into Laura's arms] Here! [walks off]
| | George: | [makes it to the living room, gasping] Laura! [she sees him, he approaches] Laura, I've got some bad news.
| | Laura: | What?
| | George: | First, put down the chainsaw. [Laura hands the chainsaw to a DEA agent. George leads her away a bit] Hubby...
| | Laura: | Huh?
| | George: | Sweetie... [turns to her and places his hands on her shoulders] I just took a few hits of extacy.
| | Laura: | You what?!
| | George: | I only took two!
| | Larry: | [rushes up to George] You've gotta puke it up, man!
| | George: | How??
| | Maggie: | Stick your fingers down your throat.
| | George: | [does as suggested] Hwog. [muffled] It's not workin'!
| | Larry: | Yu-you've gotta use your stomach muscles! Okay okay, watch me. [George removes his fngers from his mouth] Watch me. [forces out a burp. George tries to imitate him, but fails] Then ya... pump your stomach, okay? [George tries to pump his own stomach...] Work it up! Work it up! [both men try to induce vomiting in this way for a while as the women watch in disgust] Uh oh. [turns to his left and throws up into a bronze vase. Maggie and Laura throw up into a smaller ceramic vase]
| | George: | Awww, I'm gonna die!!
| | Ramon: | Relax, you're not gonna die.
| | George: | [runs to the cell and holds on to it] What's it gonna do to me??
| | Ramon: | Well, first you get a little swimmy, then kinda tweaky, followed by yummy. [wags his tongue a bit]
| | George: | What?? Just tell me if people are gonna notice.
| | Ramon: | Well, how many'd you take?
| | George: | Two, three.
| | Ramon: | [giggles] Duhuhuhude. Ohohohoh duhuhuhude. [points]
| | George: | What??
| | Ramon: | Just remember: less like a rocketship, more like a balloon. [the doorbell rings. The doors open and the press and media enter]
| | George: | Oh God!! They'er gonna start the show! [goes up to Laura and holds on to her hand] Quick! Gotta hide me! [pulls her along as he goes for the stairs]
| | Laura: | What?!
| | George: | [panics and hides behind a table] God only knows the horrible things I'll do on that stuff
| Laura: | Uh...
| | George: | You're gona have to do the ceremony alone, Laura!
| | Laura: | No way! Not with your mother here!
| | George: | You have no choice! [rises and hides behind her, backing up onto the landing]
| | Laura: | Wha- I-
| | George: | You can do it!
| | Laura: | Uh! Uh.
| | George: | I know you can. [runs up the stairs]
| | Laura: | Uh. Oh. George, where are you goin'??
| | George: | Upstairs to ride this thing out! Less like a rocketship, more like a balloon. [runs upstairs. Laura turns to face the living room, unsure of what to do.]
| | [White House, later, a door is being locked in a room. George back away from the door after locking it; the room is the master bedroom]
| | George: | [approaches Princess] Princess, this is very important. In a little while I'm gonna become a raving madman. I may eat my own hands, and then try and murder people. It is critical when you leave this room you shut that door behind ya, and you barricade me in!
| | Princess: | Okay.
| | George: | [grabs Princess, sure she didn't quite understand] Are you list'nin' to me?! No matter what horrible things I say, no matter what despicable things I do, DO NOT LET ME OUT!! Do you understand?!
| | Princess: | Yes sir! [hurries away]
| | George: | Then go! [she looks back] Now go on! Don't look back! [she heads for the door to the left. He turns away from her, with a hand next to his temple to serve as a blinder. She exits and closes the door.]
| | Princess: | [walks away from the door] Phew.
| | George: | Aaaaaahhh! Princess!! You're on to me, I admit it!! Let me out!! [pounds on the door. She returns to the door and opens it. He leans out] No. You see, that's how I ... Do not open this door when I scream like that.
| | Princess: | Right. Sorry. Sorry. [steps back and closes the door again.]
| | [The living room. A string quartet plays as camera are being set up]
| | Laura: | Uh, alright everyone. If you'd like to take your seats, we can get started. [Barbara returns with fists against her waist and stands next to Laura] Uh, we are- [notices Barbara and stands erect, then returns to the mics] very excited for this event. Unfortunately, the President had to go to Camp David on an emergency.
| | Barbara: | What??
| | Laura: | But it's okay, because, I will be handling the event myself.
| | A Few People: | Awww.
| | Barbara: | This should be good.
| | [The bedroom. George paces back and fourth, having left the small room]
| | George: | Palms startin' to sweat... Oh God. It's startin'. [wipes his hands on his body and gets turned on for a bit] Come on, George, get a hold of yourself! [goes to the mirror and checks out his teeth] No fangs, that's good. [walks away from the mirror] Ha, maybe it's not gonna affect me. [stops] But I took so many! Maybe I'll never come out of it! [begins to tremble] Oh, I'm gonna die! I'm gonna be the only President that died of an overdose! [hums softly for a few seconds, then sings loudly while thumping his foot on the floor. Princess sits outside reading a book next to a barricaded door. A voice comes through the wall] ...Princess. Sweetie.
| Princess: | [firmly] What?
| | George: | I'm feelin' a lot better now.
| | Princess: | I'm not letting you out.
| | George: | But I feel great. I can do the ceremony just fine. Dude, I'm totally serious.
| | Princess: | You said not to let you out no matter what.
| | George: | [falsetto] Come on, let us out.
| | Princess: | [looks around] Who's that?
| | George: | [falsetto] It's just us... unicorns.
| | Princess: | Nuh uh. [three knocks on the door] Who is it?
| | George: | Telegram for Princess.
| | Princess: | [her eyes light up] Really? [rises from her chair]
| | [The living room. The arrest is underway]
| | Laura: | You have to be hight to wanna do drugs.
| | A Woman: | Yeah. [claps] Yeah.
| | Laura: | And now, I'd like to introduce Mr. Karl Rove, the President's senior advisor. [applause all around]
| | Karl: | Thank you, very much. [George stumbles his way down the stairs] Uh, ladies and gentlemen
| | George: | Hi everybody! [all eyes turn to look at George]
| | Laura: | [walks up to George] George.
| | George: | Hi, honey.
| | Barbara: | I thought he was at Camp David.
| | Laura: | Uh, Uh. Weh, Camp David's what we call the toilet! Uh, did you hear me say "Camp David on emergency"? You know, uh codespeak for number 2. [pulls George away a bit]
| | George: | [through a clenched smile] I tell ya, this drug has no effect at all.
| | Karl: | [looking at George and Laura] Ladies and gentlemen, in just a shhhort while we willll be, ha, eh broadcasting live [George, with that fixed grin, walks around behind Karl.] the arrest of the one hundred millionth War on Drugs criminal. [applause all around, even Ramon claps. George starts massaging Karl's shoulders] This event is the dream of many... man... [Karl is bothered by George's actions, Barbara looks on astonished] uh, it's it's the dream of m-of many hard workers here at the White H-. [Karl finally faces George]
| | George: | [through the fixed smile] You're my best friend. [Laura looks on helplessly]
| | Karl: | We wanna thank everyone who has contributed. [bows out and away] Thank you very much
| | George: | [quite giddy] Let's get this party starteeeed! [the string quartet begins to play. Ramon produces a boom box and begins playing a tune on it. George prefers this sound to the quartet] Hit it! [says something more, then begins to dance around the room. Laura, Karl, and Barbara don't know what to do]
| | Laura: | George? Come with me. [tries to guide him away, but George continues dancing] Come with me, George.
| | Barbara: | Do you need me to step in now??
| | Laura: | No, Mother, I can handle it. [apologizes to the quartet] We're just all so excited, we're very happy. [Barbara faces Karl in confusion]
| | [The Oval Office. Laura takes George inside. George holds out his hands as if blind and reaches for some yellow flowers in a vase]
| | Laura: | George, what are you doin'? I told everyone you're not here.
| | George: | I'm not here?
| | Laura: | No, no, you are here.
| | George: | I'm back! It's fun! Let's do it again! [reaches for the flowers again]
| | Laura: | George! George, look at me! [tugs at him, trying to get his attention] look at me! [softly] I know you think that... you're not high, but you are. [her voice rises as he reaches back for the flowers] You are very, very high, George! Look at me! [pulls him back to face her again] Since people know you are here now, you have to go out and make the arrest so that your mother- [George tilts forward and kisses her on the lips] -so that your mother doesn't know anythng is wro- [George tilts forward and kisses her on the lips again] You just have to do this one thing, George.
| | George: | Uh oh. All of a sudden I don't feel so good. I feel tweaked.
| | Barbara: | [in the hall, knocking] What's going on in there?
| | Laura: | Oh my God, it's your mother. Sit down. [sits George down on a couch] Don't move! [goes to the door, opens it, and exits.]
| | [The Hallway]
| | Barbara: | What the hell's going on?
| | Laura: | Uh... nothin'. [cheerful] Evrything's fine.
| | Barbara: | Everybody's waiting out there!
| | Karl: | Yeah, everybody's waiting out there!
| | Barbara: | Shut up, Chris.
| | [The Oval Office. George fiddles with his fingers, then looks at a window. A man in a banana suit looks in and waves George forward. George points to himself, as if asking if the banana meant him. The banana waves George forward again. George makes flying motions and stands up]
| | [The Hallway]
| | Barbara: | You're ruining everything. Let me talk to George.
| | Laura: | Uh, we'll be right out. Just relax, Mom.
| | Barbara: | Don't you tell me to relax, you stupid two-dollar truck-stop slut!!
| | Laura: | [just looks at Barbara] Two dollars?
| | [The White House lawn, night. A reporter stands ready to give his report]
| | Reporter: | Live at the White House, where the one hundred millionth drug offender is about to be arrested in a solemn recommitment to the war on drugs. Let's go inside.
| | [The living room. The place is empty except for a few people. In the background an agent walks from one side fo the room to another. George sneaks up on the camera, his head rising into view. His grin is still there. Apparently he snuck out the window and climbed down to do this]
| | George: | Helloooo in therrrre. [begins to poke the camera]
| | [The White House lawn.]
| | Reporter: | Ap-parently there's some mix-up. We'll be standing by.
| | [The living room. George walks towards Ramon]
| | George: | Man, this party's kinda lame.
| | Ramon: | Yeah, dude, it's kinda turned into a little but-hutt.
| | George: | Nobody's dancin' or nothin'!
| | Ramon: | Hey, I can call some people to come dance.
| | George: | Really?
| | Ramon: | Yeah. [George hands him a cell phone, and Ramon begins calling people]
| | [The Hallway outside the Oval Office. Laura is still barring entry into the office]
| | Barbara: | I'm through talking to you, you worthless whore! I wanna see my son right now!
| | Laura: | Nooo, you can't! We're havin' a... fight!
| | Barbara: | WHAT?!
| | Laura: | A... domestic dispute! Ahhh, trust me. You don't wanna go in there until he calms down.
| | Barbara: | [relishing this news] A big fight?! [chuckles] Why? Were you cheating on him? Of course you were! I can smell the man jam on your breathe!
| | Laura: | [trembling from the shock of it all] I'll be out soon. [goes back inside the office]
| | [locks the door and looks around]
| | Laura: | George? [sees the open window] George?? Nugh! [mindful that Karl and Barbara are still in the hallway] A-and another thing! What kind of man are you thnking you can talk to me like that?! [as George] Uuuh I'll talk to you however the hell I like! Put down that vase! [as herself, she reaches for the flowers Geroge was reaching for earlier] Don't tell me what to do! [the door opens and Barbara and Karl enter. Other people begin to filter in. Laura imitates George] I said, put down that vase! [as herself] You son of a bitch!! [throws the vase against the wall] You're crazy! [as George] I'm not as crazy as you, though! [as herself, turns around] Don't tel me that- [sees Barbara and Karl, and a few other people, looks again] Where'd he go? [the othes just look at her] Well let's get back to the ceremony, shall we? [leaves the room as the others watch her go]
| | [The living room. The place has turned into a rave club, with several dancers dressed in costumes - a bee, the banana - Laura leads the others into this festive room.]
| | Laura: | George! George, stop! [the bee turns out to be George] We get robbed any second!
| | Barbara: | What the hell is going on here?! You call this a War on Drugs event?! You idiot hooker skank!! Well, are you ready now to ask for my help??
| | Laura: | Yes, Mother!
| | Barbara: | Then say, "Please, Mother, I need your help."
| | Laura: | Please, Mother, I... I... NO! No, Mom! I [pounds on the podium] don't need your help!! [the music and light abruptly stop] I'm sick of you belittlin' me! I may not be the First Lady you were, but I'm the First Lady now! And God-damnit, I want one tespoon of respect!!
| | [The White House lawn. The reporter listens to his headset]
| | Reporter: | Yeah. [looks at the camera] We understand the President and First Lady have arrived and we are now ready to go live, for the arrest, inside the White House.
| | [The living room. Laura continues her stand. NTB News now broadcasts the event]
| | Laura: | I am fully capable of standing on my own two feet! And bein' a strong First Lady without any help from you, Mother! I can do just fine!! [remembers the now-silent room] And that's why we're here to comdemn drugs! Because drugs can control you. Just like my mother-in-law.
| | Ramon: | [emegring from the audience] Yeah. She's right, you guys. Doin' E was always fun, but now it's become a way of life. You know, I just realized that drugs should be something you only do... once in a while. [the others begin to nod] I just quit, cold turkey. [presents his wrists for arrest] I'm ready for my punishment.
| | Laura: | If you don't [shoves Barbara aside] mind, Mother. The First Lady... [puts the cuffs on Ramon] has an arrest to make! [everyone claps and cheers]
| | Barbara: | George, if you don't say something, I'm leaving!
| | George: | [still dressed as a bee and wearing yellow goggles] Okay. Bye-bye, Momma.
| | Barbara: | AW! [leaves the podium amid cheers and applause]
| | Maggie: | [pressing her palms against bubbles] I'm in the hole. I'm in the K-hole.
| | [The White House lawn. after the speech]
| | Reporter: | [quite moved] A resounding... poignant speech from the First Lady. This will no doubt propel her raitings as the most beloved First Lady ever. The War on Drugs... is over. The winner: ...Laura Bush.
| | [The bedroom, Laura and George are in bed, chatting]
| | George: | But uh, the, the funny thing is, I guess, you know, if you hold your two fingers up to the moon, and even if it's on the horizon, it seems bigger; it isn't.
| | Laura: | George, you know, this is the most we've talked in over twenty years.
| | George: | So maybe extacy is okay?
| | Laura: | No, I'm really ready for you to shut up now. I mean, you're talkin', but not about anythin' interestin'.
| | George: | Oh, you're right. But I definitely learned that just lockin' people up isn't gonna solve the drug problem in this country. No, the trick is teachin' people not to make drugs a way o'life.
| | Laura: | Yeah, I know. Sorry that I yelled at your mother and made her leave. That wasn't very First Lady-like of me.
| | George: | Laura, I'm gonna tell you somethin'. You are ten times the First Lady she ever was. And if it wasn't for you, there's no way I'd ever've become President of the United States in the first place.
| | Laura: | [smiling] Is that the extacy talkin'?
| | George: | A little bit, yeah.
| | Laura: | Well, let's just snuggle up and sleep in before you say somethin' stupid.
| | George: | [rests his head on her stomach, then softly] Oh, Laura. One of these days, I'm gonna punch you in the face. [she massages his back a bit.]
| | [End of Mom 'E' D.E.A. Arrest]
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