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Good morning.

What did you do? | Run into some rough trade?

Step into my office.

This goes out today.

- A question. | - Coffee, please.

Why are you doing this to me?

I don't think you realize | what a difficult job we have here.

It's hard enough trying to run | a modern campaign with your uncle...

who last had an original idea | during the Paleolithic era.

They refuse to trust me because they think | I'm a Yankee. I'm from Tampa.

You got shaving cream behind your ear.

Every morning we rip those down. | Every night they put them back up again.

My latest polls tell us | we're still eating Hollister's dust.

- You look like sh*t, you know that? | - Thank you.

We asked for coffee!

Well, for some good news.

Understand how reptilian | this makes me feel.

I mean, I was at your wedding.

Bad enough hiring a private investigator | to tail her...

he comes back with these.

Somebody asking for coffee?

- Melanie, how are you doing? | - Fine.

- I hope I'm not interrupting anything. | - No, same old stuff. Politics.

Sweetheart, I need to talk to you.

I've been thinking long and hard about this | and it hasn't been an easy decision...

and I'd like to get your reaction.

What is it?

I've decided to go with the convertible.

The convertible, right.

In the calypso red...

with the anthracite interior | and electric top...

and also a phone.

I was thinking, | what do I need a phone in my car for?

Then I realized, when you win the election, | it's really going to come in handy.

- That makes sense, sweetheart. | - Goody!

We have that thing.

We're gonna be late.

Sorry.

- Mel, we got a thing. | - Okay.

All right? See you later on.

If it's okay, they only got one of these left | down at the lot...

and I was wondering if I could get a check, | please, maybe?

Yeah, this afternoon.

That's great!

- Hon? | - Yeah.

Are you limping?

I pulled a muscle on the old massage table.

You bad boy. Now, you be careful.

I like that color. That's...

Calypso red.

Let's get out of here.

- Kisses. | - All right.

Let's go.

Put it in there! Hit it!

Come on.

Push!

Nathan?

We got off on the wrong foot here, | I'm sorry about the way I reacted.

To tell you the truth, I'd be very...

surprised if you didn't have some questions | about my family.

I need your endorsement. | I don't think I'll get elected without it.

I don't see how Avner Hollister | is a viable alternative for you.

Maybe I'm not so sure you are, either.

So fill me in.

You are a real hotshot, Fowler.

What did you tell my father | about those oil leases?

I told him to check the records office | at the Mineral Rights Commission.

That looks hard.

If we could just apply some technology | to these records...

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