Shout-out to Sprojunky.
Previously on The West Wing: People flapped their gums.
First Bedroom. Someone phones to wake the President because it's 6:00 AM. He thought he asked for a 5:00 AM call, but apparently FLOTUS called to change it. She comes out of the washroom, and she and Jed have a cute little conversation about how she interfered with "Operation Yooman Snooze Button"; POTUS had planned to tell them himself to give him an extra hour. But his actual name for the plan was "Operation Resting Eagle." Jed wants to put on his glasses: "Something's turning me on about you and I can't tell what it is." The huge workout suit, no doubt. She says, as she opens the curtains, that her hair's wet because she was working out. He says he got in late; he was in Tennessee and ended up touring a weapons research facility with one of the world's most powerful reactors. They showed him an insulin molecule. Abby seems only sort of interested.
Suddenly, the breakfast cart arrives. The waiter asks whether Jed would like him to lay out the papers. Jed would not. The guy leaves as they sit down to eat, and Jed grumbles about having them alphabetized, too. He tells Abby that when they got back, Leo was waiting. She asks what's going on with Leo and Jordan these days. Jed doesn't know, and directs her attention to other, more important things. Abby: "What's the trouble, Sheriff Taylor?" Yikes. If Abby's wet hair turns Jed on, I'd hate to see his reaction to Michael "Yooman Freak Show" Jackson, because that's about what Abby's hair looks like at this moment. There's some HoYay! absolutely no one can get behind. Maybe they're just screwing with us: "Okay, no matter what we do with her hair, they don't like it, so we'll just do nothing! Ha ha ha!" I think that that may be the strategy of the NBC promo gerbils, too.
Jed tells Abby that the Foreign Ops bill came out of markup. He says they only cut $2 billion, and shifted half a billion from the sub-Saharan to Western Europe: "Because I guess the crippling hunger in Provence has given the lactose-intolerant a problem with...I don't know, but I can live with all that." But apparently, some politician with the implausible name of Clancy Bangert has attached an amendment stipulating that no Foreign Ops dollars can go to any clinic overseas that counsels abortion (a policy known as "the gag rule"). Abby asks if that's out of the blue. Jed says it's the Senate and they can do that. He says that there are a few cranky conservative Senators who want this stuff and are just waiting to pounce. She asks if the bill is sunk, and how many Democrats are defecting. Jed doesn't know. Abby: "How many would defect if you asked them?" He doesn't know. Abby: "You didn't make the calls?" He's not prepared to do that yet. She wants to know what would happen if he threatened to veto the bill with the gag rule. He doesn't know. She asks whether he's spoken to the leadership. He's not prepared to do that yet. Abby, should I paint you a picture? Abby says, "It's not that the money can't go to clinics that perform abortions, it's that the money can't go to clinics that talk about abortions." Jed knows what the gag rule is. Abby: "I wasn't reminding you what the gag rule was. I was reminding you that you sent 11,000 troops to Kundu because on your inauguration you told us that we were for freedom of speech everywhere." (And if you were looking for anything on the Kundu story, you better be satisfied with that, 'cause that's all there is.) Jed: "That's great, except people are starving to death, and they're dying of disease to death and they can't cook the Bill of Rights." Abby replies, "So we're for freedom of speech everywhere but poor countries, where they can have our help, but only if they live up to Clancy Bangert's moral standards? What the hell kind of free world are you running?" Jed, placidly: "I really don't know, Abby. The day hasn't started yet."