Full Circle (2013) s03e01 Episode Script

1 [Both moaning.]
[Slapping, screaming.]
[Siren wails.]
[Horn honks in distance.]
Madeline, how you holding up? How did this happen, Damon? I don't know.
Rick wasn't on duty, the deputy agents were, and they were awake.
They didn't hear anything until the EMTs went upstairs.
Is that what I asked you? No.
No press leaks? - Not yet.
- Not ever.
I'm working on it, Madeline.
How are you? Are you okay? No.
Where is she? Our people are with her.
That's not a comfort.
Best I can do, Madeline.
- Is she okay? - I don't know.
[Sighs.]
Have you spoken to the Senator yet? He's gonna need you more than ever.
I want to speak to my husband alone, please.
Thank you.
[Door closes.]
[Breathing shakily.]
[Toilet flushes.]
Maddie, I have no idea what happened here.
Sit.
I'll get you a Fernet.
[Purse clacks.]
[Sea gulls crying in distance.]
[Sighs.]
[Sighs.]
Drink.
Are you are you gonna sit down? No, I don't want to be comfortable for this.
I've no idea what happened.
Headlines are that you raped and beat up a call girl.
Headlines? Internally.
It's not out yet.
What?! Oh, fuck.
I did not do that, Maddie.
I swear to God.
- Like you did when we got married? - I'm telling the truth.
The truth is irrelevant in politics, and it doesn't become you.
- You don't believe me.
- Not even a little.
Maddie, I I was in Tallahassee last night having dinner with the Florida Teamsters Council.
I I flew right back afterwards 'cause 'cause I had a speech at the University of Miami this morning.
Which you rescheduled, I hope.
Yeah, yeah.
Damon took care of it.
I got back, I was alone Which terrifies you.
- I showered - And? And I went to bed.
- Without her? - Yes! - So, you're a victim? - Absolutely! Stop it! Victims don't become presidents! You think Kennedy would have been such a pussy? You're angry.
You're allowed to be.
Oh, I have your permission? Thank you, you son of a bitch.
You are so generous.
Maddie, I love you.
You know that.
- What's her name? - Who? Don't.
Angela Mancarlo.
[Scoffs.]
[Exhales sharply.]
Same whore, different occasion.
She's not a whore.
You pay someone to fuck you.
It satisfies the definition.
Look it up! I don't see her anymore.
It's been over for a long time.
- Really? - Yes.
Ever since ever since you caught me two years ago.
- So you didn't call her? - No! Then how did she end up in your suite?! I don't know.
None of this makes any sense.
Well, you were drunk and blacked out, so anything is possible.
Ohh.
I had one whiskey.
One! [Vomits.]
Ohh.
[Sighs.]
You run the table in Super Tuesday primaries.
You are the Democratic presidential candidate.
In the general election, they predict that you will have a 20-point lead over anyone the GOP throws at you.
This time next year, you could have your hand on the Bible, standing on the steps of the Capitol, and just look at you.
- No! - [Scoffs.]
I didn't call her.
I didn't arrange for her to come here.
I had a drink, and I went to bed.
Somebody drugged me.
Did you check the "use by" date? It's not fucking mine! Don't you goddamn yell or swear at me! I'm sorry.
It's just [Sighs.]
I am guilty of a lot of things, but not of this.
[Sighs.]
When did we blow up, Davis? "We" didn't blow up, Maddie.
It isn't you.
It it was me.
Where are you using the past tense? Because I worked hard to change, saw all the shrinks that you suggested.
I I sat in those chairs, and I ripped my heart open to fix me.
Rah-rah.
[Chuckles.]
It's true.
Was it your second or third year of law school where we met? Second.
At the Sun Prairie Corn Festival.
In the beer tent.
[Both chuckle.]
It only took you two pitchers of Schlitz to get into my pants.
[Sighs.]
And I'm sorry for the past, Maddie.
I truly am.
I'm sorry I cheated on you.
It was wrong, and it was weak, and, oh, baby, I love you more today than I ever have.
[Breathing heavily.]
You're just you're scared, sweetheart.
Yeah, I'm scared of losing you.
[Voice breaking.]
Yeah, I'm just a means to an end for you.
That's all I am attractive wallpaper, background music, a wealthy patrician of a wife who would do wonders redecorating the Oval Office, and [Bottle thuds softly.]
hosting Easter egg hunts in the fucking Rose Garden.
You are the woman that I love, trust, and need now more than ever.
If this came out, even as false as it is, my denying it would seem like a lie either way.
"What else would his response be?" they'd say.
But if you said it I am tired of confessions.
You should know that by now.
I'm not confessing.
I'm just trying to explain.
And the last time this happened? I know.
And I forgave you.
I know.
[Smooches.]
Davis, the problem with repeated forgiveness is that the sinner begins to take it for granted.
I'm not, baby, because nothing happened here.
The worst-possible thing happened here.
You're denying it.
I'm denying that I'm responsible, and I am taking nothing for granted here, especially you.
"With very little effort, I can make a simple thing difficult.
" Who said that? Joe Strummer.
[Laughs.]
Well, now, that was a great concert, wasn't it? One of the last at the Dane County Coliseum.
UB40 opened for them.
You should have saved that building - when you had the chance.
- What? When you were governor.
[Lighter clicks.]
You're on the board of the American Lung Federation, remember.
[Sighs.]
I did that for you.
Made you look good.
Made us look good.
[Sighs.]
Davis, I'm [Sighs.]
I am so tired of the marrow-deep deception it takes to maintain a political marriage.
Davis: I know, but we're almost there.
Almost where? On those marble steps.
I want the porch steps on our house in Lake Mendota.
- That's what I want.
- I'll give it to you.
You can't.
I paid for the house, remember? Madeline, please.
You throw the grenade, it explodes.
You can't undo it, Davis.
And this grenade is all your doing, Senator Faulkner.
The 44 men who came before me weren't angels, weren't without sin.
Overcoming imperfections is the challenge of any man, of any president.
- Adultery is an imperfection? - Yes! No! It's a failure of character, and it's your pristine character that the imbecile voters swoon over.
- Help me! - Fuck you! [Sea gulls crying in distance.]
Ms.
Mancarlo.
The fuck can I do for you? I'm Secret Service Agent Rick D'Andres.
- You the guy protecting the Senator? - Yes, ma'am.
Better change your line of work.
This breach came from inside.
[Laughs.]
Yeah, the best ones always do.
Okay, glib should not be your first choice here.
Why? I didn't do anything.
I was drugged and beat up.
You have absolutely no right to keep me here or question me without a lawyer.
So, you've been in trouble before, then? [Sighs.]
Pays the bills.
Look, I don't mean to be shitty, but I'm tired and I'm fucked up.
And I'm not talking to you.
Who opened the door for you? I can't say.
You mean you didn't recognize the person? I mean I cannot tell you.
And besides that, I don't have to fucking tell you.
Ms.
Mancarlo, a crime was committed here.
Yeah.
No shit, Sherlock.
It was committed by you.
You're supposed to be watching him 24/7.
How did you get into the Senator's room? [Sighs.]
You're asking the wrong person.
[Slurred.]
Angela? It's me.
Yeah, I I got it, Damon.
I got it.
- [Cellphone beeps.]
- What'd he say? Car's picking you up in an hour.
He pushed your speech at the Cuban American Alliance to 3:00.
So we're acting as if nothing happened, then? Mm-hmm.
Another political hit-and-run.
So depressing.
Madeline, I I am sorry.
What are you apologizing for? You didn't do anything, right? [Sighs.]
I'm apologizing for everything I've done before and for the pain you're suffering now.
[Laughing.]
Oh, thank you.
Hey.
Hey, where's Angela? Who who's taking care of all that? [Laughing.]
What? Nine hours into the crisis that could end your career, and you're just now asking about the victim? What a gentleman.
Somebody put her up to this.
Somebody opened my door and put her in my bed.
That is pretty scary.
And if she was beat up, she's gonna need medical attention.
I want D'Andres and the Secret Service to interview.
We got to find out who did this.
I can't believe this is happening.
What if I had done this to you? What if I had ignored our vows and betrayed your love for me, and every time we were having sex, you were just piling in behind the last guy I just fucked? What would that feel like, Davis? Davis, look at me.
What would that feel like? Worse than death.
And here I stand with you.
Madeline, I have not betrayed you since I stopped seeing her, period.
[Sighs.]
And this is just Miami.
It's a big country.
Just 'cause I caught you once doesn't mean I didn't miss a hundred other times.
You think when Jimmy Swaggart was crying like a bitch begging for forgiveness that was the first time that he'd been caught paying for sex? I'm committed only to you.
You are to committed to yourself and the insane, pathological hubris it takes to think that you're capable of running this country.
The very fact that you want to be president, it means you're not qualified.
Why did you encourage me to try? Because I believed in you.
I thought you were different.
I thought you were cut from a different cloth.
I am different, Maddie.
I did not choose politics.
Politics chose me.
You were there when they begged me to run for the governor of Wisconsin.
You were there when Dellahunt pleaded with me to run for the Senate.
And yes, yes, I came to believe that I could serve my country, and that did not come out of some cheap, self-serving, - ego-driven fantasy.
- What, then? A love of my country, pure and simple! Then why are we on the brink of destruction?! Why would you risk our marriage, your career I your honor?! I don't know.
I I don't know why you have to lose something to understand how much it means to you.
You are fearless.
But you are also careless.
If you hadn't cheated on me the first time, then you wouldn't be a target, and we wouldn't be standing where we are today.
I know.
[Sighs.]
You are a fool to waste me.
That I am.
No media updates.
Put the phone down.
Do not answer your phones until after the press conference this afternoon.
The Senator got food poisoning and is being treated by a doctor.
The campaign is rock steady and taking ground.
Everybody got it? Good.
Beat it.
[Sea gulls crying in distance.]
What? How would I explain any of this to Charlotte? What would I say to that sweet, sweet girl? I have no idea.
She's she's such a lamb.
Got to get on the other side of this.
We've got to protect her.
This cannot be my legacy as her father.
What the fuck have I done? Where did you go, Davis? How did you end up here? I don't know.
The father and husband that I love is a better version than the man that you have become.
If you're feeling pain and you should 'cause you have caused me a lot of the same.
But this is a chance, an opportunity to make up some ground.
Don't blow it.
I deserve none of this Not you, not Charlotte nothing.
Yes, you do.
This is love looking you in the eye, and I forgive you.
[Sighing.]
Oh.
God, Madeline.
Thank you.
Thank you! Okay.
Think, think, think, think.
What can I do to help you? You know, I may be the presidential forgone conclusion, but you, you are the only one that anyone trusts.
I think I think preemptive spot on the "Today" show, or "Good Morning America," would shut this down before it got out and destroyed me.
What do you think? I won't let that happen, but May I ask something of you, though? Anything.
If it takes a crisis to bind us together, so be it.
But I have been a hostage to your bad behavior long enough, and [Sighs.]
I have a list of demands.
Anything you want.
We go back to praying together every morning like we used to.
Yes! I miss that.
And we go back to counseling.
And if I see one fucking eye roll, I boot you to the curb.
Of course.
And we go back to sleeping in the same beds.
I know.
I know.
I was the one who put us in separate beds at home and away.
[Inhales deeply.]
But as of today, that changes.
[Chuckles.]
I love you.
I love you, too, you son of a bitch.
But don't fuck it up.
I am pretty sure that this is our last stand.
[Knock on door.]
Yep.
Hey.
Car's here, Senator.
Let's not be late.
Okay.
Yeah? Where are we with this clusterfuck? [Scoffs.]
Holding steady.
You know, this is five pounds of shit in a two-pound bag.
We're 12 hours in, and nothing's leaked yet.
Who did this, Damon? What do you mean? It was a setup.
I don't know, but, uh, that's a relief to hear.
You thought I did it? Look, Senator, I have been down here culling the herd on your behalf.
That is your job, my friend.
Yeah, I know, and it should illustrate how dangerous this situation can become.
W what do you mean? I mean we still have everything to lose, right? And this being a setup is even worse than It's even worse than if you were guilty.
How's that? If this was planned from the outside, then that person knows everything.
Somebody wants me out.
This setup was too precise, too too sophisticated.
Senator Dellahunt? Well, he has the means, motives, and hates me more than Cruz hated Boehner.
Party politics same shit, different election.
You're the Democratic presidential front-runner.
He's the Democratic Senate Majority Leader.
[Sarcastically.]
Of course he hates you.
I betrayed him on his measure to raise the deficit ceiling.
He blames the second sequester on me.
His acolyte abandoned him at the 11th hour, so, yeah, I would put him at the top of the list.
Got it.
Yeah.
Where is the woman? Well, she's with D'Andres and the Secret Service.
Okay.
Well, Rick what did she tell you? Nothing.
Where is she? She's gone.
W what? We had to let her go.
Bullshit.
She's a suspect.
Negative.
She is a victim.
We were pressing her for information, and her lawyer showed up at the door.
Shit.
So she's out there running around.
Come on, people.
Find her.
If she talks and I am Pardon me, Mrs.
Faulkner, but, Senator, you were passed out, correct? Yes.
- As was Ms.
Mancarlo? - Yes.
And there was no loud music, no other disturbances that we know of? - That is correct.
- No.
So who called 911? I don't know.
Why? None of you made that call? My men who were right next door didn't hear a thing until the EMTs arrived.
Houseman: What are you saying? I asked.
The EMT said the 911 call came from inside the hotel.
That call was made by whoever's trying to frame you, sir.
And my guess is they're still here, inside the hotel, watching our every move.
[Door closes.]
Oh, God.
Angela: This is off-the-hook crazy shit, you don't mind me saying.
No.
I haven't seen him in over a year.
$20,000.
Right.
Yeah.
I know what to do.
He won't have a chance after this.