Mrs. Landingham : I don't know numbers. You give them to me.
Jed: How about a child born in this minute has a one in five chance of being born into poverty?
Mrs. Landingham: How many Americans don't have health insurance?
Jed: Forty-four million.
Mrs L: What's the number one cause of death for black men under thirty-five?
Mrs L: How many Americans are behind bars?
Jed: Three million.
Mrs L: How many Americans are drug addicts?
Jed: Five million.
Mrs L: And one in five kids in poverty?
Jed: That's thirteen million American children. Three and a half million kids go to schools that are literally falling apart. We need a hundred and twenty-seven billion in school construction and we need it today. [At this point, there's a brief shot of the room from above, showing Jed sitting across from an empty chair, talking to himself.]
Mrs L: To say nothing of fifty-three people trapped in an embassy.
Mrs. Landingham: You know, if you don't want to run again, I respect that. But if you don't run because you think it's gonna be too hard or you think you're gonna lose, well, God, Jed, I don't even want to know you.
Mrs. Landingham gets up and walks out. The portico door is still open; Jed looks up and walks toward it. He steps out into the pouring rain; a symbolic washing away of his sins, perhaps? A rebaptism? All I know is, he's going to look one hell of a mess at this press conference. C.J.'s gonna be so mad. The strains of a Dire Straits song begin. Charlie comes up the portico with a hooded raincoat on, holding out a coat for the President to put on, telling him it's time to go. Jed wanders in through a different door and Charlie, puzzled by his refusal to put on the coat, follows him in. Charlie tosses the President's coat on his desk, and then takes off his own, tossing it on top.
As the President strides out to his limousine, with Charlie, Leo, Sam, Josh, Toby, and numerous Secret Service agents accreting to him as he goes, the lyrics of the song "Brothers in Arms" begin: "These mist-covered mountains/ Are a home now for me/ But my home is the lowlands/ And always will be/ Some day you'll return to/ Your valleys and your farms/ And you'll no longer burn/ To be brothers in arms."
We hear C.J. assuring a very large crowd of reporters that the President will address their questions as soon as he arrives. We cut back and forth between Jed and his staff getting into the motorcade and C.J. fielding questions: "Through these fields of destruction/ Baptisms of fire/ I've witnessed your suffering/ As the battles raged higher/ And though they did hurt me so bad/ In the fear and alarm/ You did not desert me/ My brothers in arms." In the back of the limo, Jed looks much less sad and more determined; Leo tries to read his expression but they do not speak.