TWW. Vinick gives his closing statement. He thinks that the two candidates have presented very different philosophies in the debate. Santos has more confidence in government. Vinick claims that he has more confidence in freedom. He asserts that we all want a government we can believe in, and a government that can actually do the tasks given to it. Vinick tell us that he has the experience to stand up to special interests and make the right choice. He's old, and he wants our vote.
MH. On the flight from Barthelona to London, Emma flashes back to everything we saw just a few moments ago. At least she's traveling as a passenger and not being forced to work through it. (Although I do kind of wish they had put her in a bulkhead seat, just as one final slap in the face to Mr. Tall.) John emerges from the cockpit to see how she's doing. And then he apologizes to her for the sexcapades with Jackie. That's so sweet. "I know you're feeling terribly guilty over having essentially killed a man, but would you please forgive me for accepting a blowjob from a skank while you were sleeping three feet away?" That's the stuff true romance is made of.
TWW. Forrest thanks the two candidates and the audience. The audience applauds, the two candidates shake hands, and their families join them on the stage. In addition to Helen and the kids, Santos is joined by a man and woman we've never seen before. Siblings? In-laws? Winners of a contest? Who knows? Vinick also has quite a gaggle of adult children and grandchildren on stage with him.
MH. Back at the London airport, Emma sits at a cafeteria table. John arrives to comfort her some more. She leans her head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around her. And then Ian arrives to be with her and take her away. But he's a simple man, so he doesn't get jealous. In fact, he's such a good bloke that he thanks John for taking care of Emma. John gives Ian a murderous glance as he leaves. Hmmm. This is kind of a depressing ending. If it's any consolation, I think we get to see Lehann's nipples next week.
TWW. Ellen appears and tells us how exciting the debate was. "You're a liar!" And then she pitches American Express again. And I pitch my television out the window. (And now let me throw a shout-out to ms. black. She knows why.)