More baby hijinks: The Lone Gunmen take the baby back to the bunker, all wrinkling their noses at it. They explain to Jimmy that, just like the whole Jesse Jackson thing, it would be bad if the world found out that the Senator had a love child, even one as adorable as this. There's a scramble to feed the baby -- Frohike pulls a bottle of "Hoo-Hoo" from the fridge and shoves a rubber glove on it to simulate a nipple -- and then, the baby pees like a racehorse right on Langly's Ramones shirt. Damn, that baby has a huge bladder. And great aim.
Jimmy walks proudly, stupidly, into the campaign headquarters again. Two days left now, tick tick zzzz. The Evil Female Aide sees him and drags him off to help the Senator get ready to meet some "blue-haired" group of women voters who came to give the Senator some big plate or something. The Senator is passed out drunk in the showers, fully dressed. Evil Male Aide says, "He fell like a wet sack of crap," which is just a hair away from the NYPD Blue phrase "bag of crap." Ahem. Jimmy is stupidly thrilled to meet the Senator, regardless of his condition. Byers squawks into Jimmy's earpiece, "Do as they say! It's our chance to expose him!" Jimmy gets the Senator to his feet, and they drag him off to get into dry clothes.
Seconds later, the Senator is filibustering to the ladies behind a podium, scratching his ass, in boxers. How'd they do it? Do you care?
Yves, sleeveless as usual, is leaning on the bell to the bunker. Langly says, "Thank god she's heeere!" I guess these gun-dudes think that even espionage-y women who only wear leather pants know how to do stuff to babies. Yves gets all sneery. But, then she sticks her finger into the baby's mouth, and voila. The gun-dudes are relieved. "When we found him he didn't come with an instruction manual." Yves is all, "You found him?" Her eyes actually register concern instead of the usual dollar signs. They try to cover, but Yves isn't buying it.
Jimmy stupidly licks envelopes, and gets congratulated by the EMA. Jimmy tries to shake his hand, but the EMA says, "That's okay." How rude! Then EMA says that "we don't talk about" the Senator's drunken bathroom incident. Byers prompts Jimmy to talk about it. Jimmy doesn't even know what the fuck is going on. EMA says the Senator is on medication for his angina. Jimmy thinks that angina is something other than a medical condition. He goes up to the EFA, and fronts like he has a brain. He makes the universal baby-rocking-in-my-arms gesture, she gets it, and Jimmy walks out the door. The two Evil Aides confer, the EMA says they'll take care of it, "just like we took care of the Senator's girlfriend." Get on with it please, we're just thirty-six minutes in.