In Iowa now, Bartlet's inside a building on what is probably the aforementioned college campus. Toby's outside, puffing on a filthy cigar, watching Jed at the podium on a monitor inside a van. He answers a question about water resources, then takes a question about Governor Ritchie's stance on affirmative action. Jed's comment: "I think that now that we've abolished discrimination in our laws we need to abolish it in our hearts and minds." What a non-answer. Even more of a non-answer than what Toby read on the plane. The reporter tries to get more out of him, but Jed ends the question session. Toby sighs and rubs his forehead, looking pained. And it's commercial time. Please, please don't show the Viagra one again. They don't. Thank you, God.
It's 4:45 PM. Donna seeks out Sam for advice on how to get out of being selected to serve on a jury, since she's losing the battle on having to show up at all. Sam says she'll be asked some general questions, such as, "Do you know any reason why you can't render an impartial verdict?" Donna thinks and replies, "I hate criminals." Sam continues, "Do you have any prejudices or feelings that might influence the jury in rendering a verdict?" Donna states,"I hate criminals, and I assume if you're in this courtroom you did something wrong, so..." Sam: "Yeah, the judge is going to throw you in jail." Donna looks mildly dismayed. Ginger indicates that Sam's kook du jour is waiting for him. Sam gets a look on his face as if he has to tell someone their kitty cat has cancer, and says, "Here I go."
Ah, yes, Sam and his C-plots. Z-plots is perhaps more like it. Let me tell you: we won't be spending much time on this. I'll be giving this the attention it deserves, especially since the whole purpose of this plot seems to be to set up a joke for C.J. When Sam comes into the Roosevelt Room, the Kook's head is obscured by the lamp on the table, so he sort of looks around for the guy. The lamp speaks: "Sam?" Sam eventually approaches the table and greets a nebbishy man. ["In a nice bit of continuity, it's a crackpot we've seen before." -- Wing Chun] Basically: the guy's a UFO chaser, meant to appear as a paranoid crackpot, and he wants permission to tour Fort Knox, because he believes that almost all the gold bullion stored therein was removed in order to make room to store the Papoose Lake spacecraft taken from Roswell to Groom Lake (Area 51). Isn't this sort of stuff supposed to be Djb's/ Demian's/ Chuck's/ Pamie's/ Jessica's problem? Keep it outta my show. Sam mutters about it being like "Dungeons and Dragons camp all over again." Mmm...Sam's geeky, but I don't think he was the D&D camp type. Sam gets drawn into a debate about the veracity of these claims, which Bob the Kook concludes by pulling out his trump card, which is the fact that his father -- who had three Ph.Ds -- spent a lifetime involved in research on these matters. Josh suddenly knocks, and Sam, grateful, excuses himself. Just before he walks out, he asks Bob the Kook when his father passed away (repeating the question, of course. Does no one at NBC think we can get the lines on the first try? We're listening, we really are. Okay, perhaps -- perhaps -- perhaps Toby mumbles a little. But generally, everyone delivers their lines quite audibly). Bob says it was three months ago.