My Fellow Americans Page #5

I know. There's nothing

to worry about.

Hang tight.

They came to my office yesterday!

They came to my place of business!

Now, look, I know we have a deal...

...but if I knew this would happen

I wouldn't have signed on.

Be calm and know you have the full.

power of the White House behind you.

Okay? I'll be in touch.

Reynolds sounds shaky.

I better get over there

and give our friend moral support.

Okay, folks, please step back.

Form a line

Everyone will get an autograph.

He wrote a cookbook How dare he?

When he was President

he cooked for his guests.

That's not the point.

Did Washington write

about wooden teeth?

"Did Taft write

Thirty Days to a Slimmer Ass"?

It's shameful.

Mr. President?

It's okay, Chet.

Mr. Reynolds would appreciate

your signing this for his daughter.

Who? Charlie?

Be glad to.

There you go.

This'll make him very happy.

President Douglas...

...here's the sandwich you ordered.

Just one moment.

Chet, could you...?

I didn't order a sandwich.

Yes, sir.

Sandwich boy.

Come with us

Drop the bag.

Hands behind your back.

What'd I do?

- Don't move

- He said turkey and Swiss!

- What's in the bag?

- A sandwich.

You made the right choice.

I hope so, Matt.

Get in.

it's my duty to officially

serve you with a subpoena.

Oh, God. Did you have to do that?

I always admired you.

The hell...

My ex-wife.

Damn.

Don't ever get a divorce, Charlie.

I swear, half the time...

...i wish somebody'd

walk up and shoot me.

Oh, my God!

What are you doing?!

What's going on. Douglas?

Oh, my God.

He's dead.

Oh, my God! What the hell?

Don't make a scene.

- What did you do?!

- What did I do?!

You caught me. We got in a fight

about your cookbook so I plugged him.

You got a problem

with my cookbook?

We are two ex-presidents

inches away from a dead man.

Not a good place to be.

What were you doing with Reynolds?

You know about Olympia, don't you?

- I know about the kickback you took.

- I didn't take one!

- What business is it of yours anyway?

- Where can we talk?

I know, follow me.

For the last time,

I'm telling everything I know.

And I don't have the slightest clue

what Olympia is?

Excuse me, Dad.

Did you want a drink?

Fruit juice, honey.

- Vodka tonic

- I'm sure we can swing that.

I never touch alcohol.

Dulls the senses.

You're full of sh*t.

Hi, there.

We're talking big-people talk.

Did you hear that?

Here, here.

Money. For you.

Thanks.

- Don't do that

- Why?

I'm showing him

how you got elected.

Play with me.

I can't right now Davy. But, here.

See, take this and run along.

Give me the gun.

You go hide. I'll count from 100

and then come find you. Okay?

Skedaddle. One hundred...

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