As Young Jed does, we cut back to Contemporary Jed entering the Oval Office and closing the door between his office and Leo's, looking even more solemn than he has of late, if that's possible. He wanders over to his desk, lit intermittently by the lightning, and leans over it. Just then the door to the portico flies open and he bellows in habitual irritation: "Dammit! Mrs. Landingham!" Then he remembers. He goes over to close the door himself, as older Mrs. Landingham (or rather, her ghost, I guess) comes in through the door nearest her old desk. The door stays open, so the wind keeps howling around them. She says, "I really wish you wouldn't shout, Mr. President," and ribs him about being unable to learn how to use the intercom. She smiles indulgently at him. He confesses, "I have MS and I didn't tell anybody." She knows: "So you're having a little bit of a day." He asks whether she's going to make jokes. She reproaches him, "God doesn't make cars crash and you know it. Stop using me as an excuse." He says the party's not going to want him to run. She assures him that the party will come back. He sits down and says, "I got a secret for you, Mrs. Landingham. I've never been the most popular guy in the Democratic Party." She sits down as she says, "I've got a secret for you, Mr. President. Your father was a prick who could never get over the fact that he wasn't as smart as his brothers." (Or his son, hmm?) I feel America blanching at the sound of Mrs. Landingham saying "prick." Not much of a secret, either, Mrs. Landingham. She continues, "Are you in a tough spot? Yes. Do I feel sorry for you? I do not. Why? Because there are people way worse off than you." He looks like he wants the ass-kicking she can so clearly give him, and for which he came to count on her. She regards him with a pitiless gaze. They both pause for a moment. He says, "Give me numbers."
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