Wag the Dog Page #2

AMES:

Three minutes. It couldn't have been over three

minutes, the Secret Service...

BREAN GESTURES HIM TO BE QUIET.

BREAN:

Okay. And she's alleging...?

CAIN GESTURES BREAN TO KEEP READING THE SHEETS IN FRONT OF HIM. HE DOES SO.

PAUSE. TO HIMSELF.

BREAN:

(CON'T)

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

AMES:

We are virtually certain it isn't...

BREAN:

Who's got the story?

(PAUSE)

AMES:

Don't you want to know if it's true?

BREAN:

What difference does it make if it's true?

(PAUSE)

It's a story, and, it breaks they're gonna have to run

with it -- How long've we got til it breaks?

(PAUSE)

AMES:

Front page. Washington Post. Tomorrow.

BREAN:

Well, yeah. Now. That's not good. Okay:

(PAUSE)

Okay. We'll set up the War Room Here...

AN AIDE BRINGS HIM A CUP OF COFFEE.

BREAN:

Thank you. Now:
where is he?

LEVY:

China.

BREAN:

When's he coming back...?

LEVY:

Touchdown, Andrews, fourteen hundred, today.

BREAN TAKES A NOTEBOOK OUT OF HIS POCKET, AND LOOKS AT IT.

BREAN:

(AS HE READS FROM HIS NOTEBOOK)

Alright, now, here: he stays on the ground in China

til Tomorrow.

CAIN:

...why?

BREAN:

...you the Press Office?

CAIN:

...Yes.

BREAN:

(SHRUGS)

Earn your money. ...He's ill, the Plane is sick...

CAIN:

(MAKING NOTES)

...Good...

AMES:

When do we bring'em back?

BREAN:

You gotta give me a day. I need a day.

(PAUSE)

He's sick, get it out now. Get him on the phone'n tell

him how sick he is. We got to get it out before the

story breaks, so we aren't quote, responding to it.

Issue is as a bulletin. He's got some rare strain

of...

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