EXT. WEST WING DRIVEWAY - DAY

            SUPER: THURSDAY, OCTOBER 25TH.  DAY 10.

            The West Wing looms behind Kenny and Bundy.  Kenny, poker

            faced, takes a drag on his cigarette.  Bundy nervously flicks

            his, looks away from Kenny a beat.

                                BUNDY

                      What did you think of Lippman's column

                      this morning?

                                KENNY

                      I think it's a bad idea.

            Bundy turns back to him.

                                BUNDY

                      Thank God.  Look, everyone is furious

                      about it.  We trade away our missiles in

                      Turkey and we're fucked politically.

            Kenny grinds his jaw, but doesn't say anything.  He agrees.

            Bundy steps up to him, confiding.

                                BUNDY (CONT'D)

                      You gotta stop 'em.  We know it's Jack

                      and Bobby's idea - they leaked it to

                      Lippman.  The military guys are going

                      ape, and they're not alone.

                                KENNY

                      Then they should speak up.

                                BUNDY

                      Christ, Ken, you know it's not that

                      easy.

                                KENNY

                      Yes it is.

                                BUNDY

                      No it isn't.  They don't trust the

                      people that feel this way.  But these

                      people are right.  And the Kennedys are

                      wrong.

                          (beat)

                      We need you to tell 'em, Kenny.  They'll

                      listen to you.

            Kenny prickles, intense, but Bundy presses on, too wrapped up

            in his own thinking to notice.

                                BUNDY (CONT'D)

                      Jack and Bobby are good men.  But it

                      takes a certain character, moral

                      toughness to stand up to --

                                KENNY

                      -- You listen to me.  Nobody, nobody,

                      talks about my friends that way.  You're

                      fucking here right now because of the

                      Kennedys.  They may be wrong.  They make

                      mistakes.  But they're not weak.

                      The weak ones are these 'people' who

                      can't speak their own minds.

                                BUNDY

                      You know I don't mean they're weak.

            Kenny gets in his face, intimidating.

                                KENNY

                      No, they just lack 'moral toughness.'

                      And you think I'll play your Judas.  You

                      WASPS and blue-bloods never understood

                      us, thinking we want into your club.

                      Well we got our own club now.

                          (beat)

                      And you guys don't realize fighting with

                      each other is our way.  Nobody plays us

                      off each other.  And nobody ever gets

                      between us...

            INT. PRESIDENT'S BEDROOM - DAY

            Kenny throws himself on a chair in the bedroom's sitting

            area, newspaper in hand.  The President, buttoning his shirt

            in a full-length mirror, sees him.  There's a TV on.  The

            President selects a tie from a nearby rack, eyes the paper.

                                THE PRESIDENT

                      What's that?

                                KENNY

                      Oh, just a bunch of crap about

                      withdrawing our Jupiter missiles in

                      Turkey if the Soviets'll do the same in

                      Cuba.

            The President's eyes flick over to him in the mirror.

                                THE PRESIDENT

                      I don't want to listen to this again.

                                KENNY

                      If we made a trade, we'd be giving in to

                      extortion, and NATO would never trust us

                      again.  We'll get clobbered in world

                      opinion.

                                THE PRESIDENT

                      It's a goddman trial balloon.  Trial is

                      the operative word, here.

                                KENNY

                      Then somebody'd better deny it publicly.

            The President turns around, heads over to the T.V.  Kenny

            folds his arms, disgusted.

                                THE PRESIDENT

                      Jesus Christ, O'Donnell, you're the one

                      saying we need to move forward on a

                      political solution.

                                KENNY

                      Yeah, a good political solution.

            ON THE T.V.

            Live coverage of the United Nations Security Council

            meetings.  Holding forth in Russian is VALERIAN ZORIN, 50s,

            tough, likeable, the Soviet Ambassador to the U.N. and

            chairman of the Security Council.  A translator relays the

            meaning.

                                TRANSLATOR FOR ZORIN (O.S.)

                      We call on the world to condemn the

                      piratical actions of America...

            RESUME

            The President's jaw tightens.  He turns to Kenny.

                                THE PRESIDENT

                      You want to turn up the heat?  You call

                      Adlai.  Tell him to stick it to Zorin.

            INT. KENNY'S OFFICE - DAY

            Kenny, phone to his ear, suffers as Bobby harangues him.

                                BOBBY

                      Adlai's too weak!  We have to convince

                      Jack to pull him, get McCloy in there.

                                KENNY

                      You can't take him out this late in the

                      game.

                                BOBBY

                      Zorin will eat him alive!

                                KENNY

                      Then talk to your brother, goddamn it.

                      The two of you don't need any advice to

                      get into trouble.

                                BOBBY

                      What's gotten into you?

            Kenny throws the Lippman article at him.

                                BOBBY (CONT'D)

                      Oh, still sore about this.

                                KENNY

                      Something your father would've come up

                      with.

            Silence.  Terrible silence.  That paralyzes Bobby.  Kenny

            stares at him.  He means it, but regrets it, too.

                                BOBBY

                      My father --

                                KENNY

                      -- I'm just trying to make a point.

                      This idea is that fucking bad.

            But Bobby gets it.  Kenny shifts gears, lets it go.

                                KENNY (CONT'D)

                      Adlai can handle Zorin.  He knows the

                      inning and the score.

                                BOBBY

                      He better.  Because nobody thinks he's

                      up to this.  Nobody.

            INT. U.S. OFFICES - U.N. - DAY

            The U.S. suite is in frantic preparation, STAFFERS coming and

            going.  Stevenson takes his phone from a SECRETARY.

                                ADLAI

                      Yes?

            INT. KENNY'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

            Kenny turns to gaze at his little T.V. in the credenza, U.N.

            coverage continuing, as if he could see Adlai there.

                                KENNY

                      Adlai, it's Kenny.  How're you doing?

            INT. U.S. OFFICES - U.N. - CONTINUOUS

            Adlai is packing up his briefcase.

                                ADLAI

                      Busy, Ken. What do you need?

            INT. KENNY'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

            Kenny rises from his chair, paces toward the T.V.  He pauses.

                                KENNY

                      The President told me to pass the word

                      to you: stick it to them.

            INT. U.S. OFFICES - U.N. - CONTINUOUS

            Adlai looks around to his own T.V., showing the session going

            on downstairs.  Zorin, ON CAMERA, dominates the council:

            alternately bold, aggressive, and then reasonable.  Even in

            Russian, with the lagging translation, he's formidable.

            INT. KENNY'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

            Kenny is watching exactly the same performance.  Zorin is

            masterful.  Kenny knows it.  And when he talks to Adlai, it's

            with the fatalism of a coach knowing he's putting his third

            string quarterback in against the all-Pro linebacker.

                                KENNY

                      Adlai.  The world has to know we're

                      right.  If we're going to have a chance

                      at a political solution, we need

                      international pressure.  You got to be

                      tough, Adlai.  You need to find it, old

                      friend.

            INT. U.S. OFFICES - U.N. - CONTINUOUS

            Adlai watches his Staffers leave his inner office.  He hears

            Kenny, and everything Kenny is saying.

                                ADLAI

                      I hear you.  I'm glad it's you calling.

                      I thought it would be Bobby.  If they're

                      still sticking to their stonewall

                      strategy, I'll get 'em.

                          (beat)

                      Thanks, Ken.