Beautiful night shot of Washington and the Capitol Building. VPOTUS is saying to Josh that he can't remember the last time he had a week away and that Josh ought to take a vacation. Hoynes went on vacation the week of the election? Just how long after the election is this supposed to be? I thought it was like a day or two. They're in Hoynes's office. Josh: "Yeah, I don't get Hawaii: great weather, great beaches, universal health care...I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop." Hoynes tells him that the Representative from Honolulu used to spend all his time tanning on the Capitol balcony. Josh: "Because if he went home without a tan..." Hoynes: "They'd know he'd gone Washington?" Josh says they have to talk politics. Hoynes says he'd like to, adding, "I'm glad we had that little talk on Air Force Two." Josh cuts to the chase: "We need you to stop shopping for precinct captains." Josh says they're days after an election, and it's too early. Hoynes: "Is that what this is all about?" Josh: "Triplehorn alone can tie us in knots." Hoynes: "Well, good for Triplehorn. I've got an obligation to myself, here!" Josh says his Constitutional obligation comes first. Hoynes: "Last time I checked, my Constitutional obligation was to have a pulse!" This is honestly the only line that got even so much as a chuckle out of me. Josh: "We need these two years...it's our last chance to govern, John..." He snaps: "Mr. Vice-President." That wipes the disarming smile off Josh's face. He replies, "There are going to be lots of ways..." Hoynes stands and says, "No zealot like a convert, Josh." Josh asks what that's supposed to mean. Hoynes pauses before he explains, "It means you'd have been great at Leo's job." Burn. Josh makes a little fidgety gesture with his hand and then stands, pointing out, "Half this town's gonna be running. I do the President's politics. He can't govern if I'm seen as..." Hoynes stands there all studly and imperious and asks, "Being for me?" Josh doesn't answer him. Hoynes continues: "I don't think there's much risk of that." As Hoynes rests on the door handle, Josh walks past him. As he's getting to the hall, Hoynes says he was wrong -- that they never went to Hawaii: "We went rafting on the Flathead River instead." He closes the door in Josh's puzzled face.
Debbie's typing and warning the tall, elegant, handsome man standing behind her -- who must be Dr. Mohabi -- not to touch anything. She glances at him, and he just looks wearily chastened. He sits down just as POTUS rounds the corner. He stands. Jed walks past him without a word or a glance toward Debbie's desk, where she hands him a note. He reads the note, saying that the boy's on the plane and he's experiencing pulmonary hypertension. He turns to the doctor: "That's elevated pressure in the lungs, I think. That could lead to what?" Dr. Mohabi doesn't say anything at first, and then Jed asks him again. Mohabi says, "I'm sorry, I..." Jed asks him sharply a third time. Mohabi replies, "Sudden heart failure." Jed: "That's what it says here. Follow me." Going into the Oval Office, he continues reading, "His right ventricular pressure has risen to 102 mm Mercury." Mohabi translates: "Low-oxygen blood's beginning to bypass the lungs." Jed continues: "Right, and he has something called in situ thrombi." Mohabi: "His arteries have lost their coagulant properties and Mr. President, I resent this." Jed: "Dr. Mohabi, I don't care. Why aren't you scrubbing up?" Mohabi patiently explains, "People are taken from their homes in the dead of night, and jailed and tortured for months at a time." Jed: "I know." Mohabi: "Public executions, political opponents dragged outside state borders..." Jed knows all that: "Don't you think I know?" Mohabi says he won't aid the enemy. Jed: "I'll let you know who the enemy is." Wow, his black-and-white morality and incredible arrogance really make a heck of a package, don't they? Jed continues, "That's my job. It's not a fifteen-year-old boy."