Deep Impact

Altair, Alpha Centauri, Sirius.

Matt Shepherd?

It's just a party, and he asked me.

He's really nice.

Yeah, to you, maybe.

You guys getting some

good work done over here?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Yeah, sounds like it.

What's the bright one?

Mizar. It's a double star.

Good. The one next to it?

Uh...

Alcor.

Good, Biederman,

and the one next to that?

Uh...

I don't know.

It's Megrez.

I don't think so.

Well, you just said you didn't know.

Well, it's not Megrez.

It's something else.

Look.

It's south about 10 degrees.

It's probably a satellite.

Let's uh, take another picture.

We'll send it to Dr Wolf.

Yes, sir.

- It's Megrez.

- Not Megrez.

It is.

It's not.

It is.

Mario Sereni And Nicolai Gedda

Well, hello there, little fella.

Do I know you?

Where are you going

in such a hurry?

And there.

Come on.

Damn it!

Biederman.

Come on, you miserable piece of crap.

Come on, come on.

You have reached

If you know the extension

of the person you're calling...

Ow, Jesus!

press that number now.

Damn it!

This is relating

to the recall

of American troops

from abroad.

Tragedy struck today as a charter aircraft

carrying an army unit

returning from duty in Japan

crashed this morning...

says Secretary of the Treasury Rittenhouse

is resigning because his wife is sick.

So who passed Rittenhouse the hemlock?

AFL/CIO wanted him off the

Council of Economic Advisors

for not supporting the pension bill,

and the president's going

to need labor next fall.

And State's still fuming

Pentagon is unhappy with his

readiness reduction proposals.

Greenspan dislikes him.

Christ, who didn't this guy piss off?

No wonder the wife's sick.

She's not sick, she's a drunk.

How do you know that?

Mike Woodward over at Treasury.

Mrs Rittenhouse started

drinking a couple of years ago

when her husband had a series of affairs.

Stepped it up last summer after

their son died of leukemia.

You want to do something on

the price that wives pay?

Mike Woodward? Wife, 3 kids?

He's been after me for months.

So I threw him a breakfast

and hit him up about Rittenhouse.

Bob Campbell's leaving,

so midnight Saturday

anchor shift is opening up.

Why would I want

to give up the White House

for a graveyard weekend--

No, no, no,

not for you, for me.

No.

Beth.

We'll talk about this later.

Very calm. The president will be

back from Camp David tomorrow.

Business news, Ira.

Just keep working on Rittenhouse.

Maybe Mike's available for dinner.

Do the usual research,

background information.

OK, that's it.

Beth, wait.

Listen, Beth, what if

it wasn't permanent?

Oh, God, Jenny, please.

Honey, this is how it works.

You've done 2 years of research.

Now do 3 as a segment producer.

another 2 in some

cholera-ridden hellhole.

And then I'll quit

if they don't give you

a weekend anchor shot.

Hello, Caitlin. There you are.

Are you protecting me

or just holding me back?

- Yes.

- OK.

Rittenhouse tape and text

on my desk by 4:
00 tomorrow,

and we'll drop in the reverses for the 5.

OK.

At this moment right now--

Thank you--

The pretty little girls

are walking down the aisle.

They're spreading flowers.

The twins. What are their names?

Emma and Susanna.

They're walking down the aisles,

and they're dropping rose petals,

and everyone's smiling at them,

and now she's walking down the aisle.

Yes, and she stands beside him.

And the priest says, "Dearly beloved--"

Judge.

The judge says, "Blah, blah, blah.

"Sickness and health, blah, blah, blah.

Do you, Jason Lerner, take

Chlorine Whatchamacallit?"

Mom, Chloe.

What did I say?

You said... you said "Chlorine."

Her name's Chloe...

Oh.

Well, it's still a terrible name.

Jason says, "Lie, lie, lie,

till death do us part,

blah, blah, blah,"

and she says yes,

and he says yes,

and it's kissy, kissy, kissy,

and congratulations.

Jenny, you now have a new stepmother

who is 2 years older than you.

The check.

Well, anyway,

as much as I'd like to stay here

and get silly with you, Mom,

I can't. I gotta go.

I know, I know, I know.

I'm sorry about this.

We'll get over it.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Be good.

I was with the secretary

since he's been governor of Connecticut.

I came to Washington with him.

I moved here because I was

dedicated to his career.

I trusted the man...

and then he f***ed me.

He what?

No, I didn't have sex with him.

I should say I didn't

have sex with him,

but somebody sure did.

It was about to come out, so he resigned.

But because I was hired from

outside the government pool,

I don't get conveyed

to the next secretary,

so now I'm out a job...

Because he couldn't

keep his hands off women.

Do you have proof?

He thinks he was being so clever.

Get a private phone line

Nobody else could answer it.

I picked it up once.

Said hello, and it's nobody home.

It rings, he shuts the door.

Why not hang a sign?

Do you have a name?

This is what I get for talking to the press.

I'm selling my soul right now.

I can feel it.

I can feel it.

I name a name and get

someone into trouble.

So you do have a name.

Just a first name.

Oh, my God. I'm going to say it.

Ellie.

Ellie. Nothing else?

I think the president knows about it, too.

Overheard the secretary

talking to him about her.

Isn't Washington sick?

Hi.

How you doing?

Can I help you?

Well, actually,

we're looking for your mom.

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