Graves (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - Not Giants But Windmills - full transcript

Previously on "Graves"...

Just ask for your job back already.

- I'd like to come back.
- And vote Thomas Nash for Senate.

This man is a disease.

Martin Treadwell, the would-be assassin
of former President Richard Graves,

has been granted a weekend furlough
in order to visit his dying mother.

I've been waiting a long time for this.

RPAC summit is inviting
you back again this year.

They're giving you
the Reagan Award, sir.

I'm gonna announce
my Senate candidacy at RPAC.

There's a dead man in the living room !



- We've got to go.
- Wait. His phone.

Sammy, I like you.

- We're never gonna be together.
- Fuck you.

You belong here, Jeremy.
Your own half-hour show.

Okay.

- Maggie.
- I can't.

This is Erin York with "USA Today"

regarding the affair between
Margaret Graves and Jonathan Dalton

when she was in the White House.

What ?

- Have you told the president ?
- No, ma'am.

The reporter called late last night
and I came straight to you this morning.

Good.
I appreciate that.

I'll tell Richard
after the RPAC convention.



I don't want to worry him on his
big day. It's between he and I.

Of course, ma'am.

- What is it, Ramona ?
- Mr. Graves is looking for Isaiah.

- All right, off you go.
- Okay.

- Morning, sir.
- Good morning, Isaiah. Sit down.

I want to bend your ear for a minute.

I've been thinking.
The last few months for me,

well, have been kind of a delayed
mid-life crisis of sorts.

I wouldn't call it a crisis, sir.
An exploration, maybe.

I need to put my estate in order,
tie up loose ends,

and make my peace with it,
don't you think ?

Yeah, that would be the conventional
wisdom for someone your age,

but things have been
so unconventional for so long.

Are you sure you're okay ?

I've got to put the past to bed
now that Margaret's really running.

There's something else
I need from you.

- Okay.
- Write my acceptance speech.

Really ?

- For your RPAC award ?
- Something the party faithful can love.

Give them classic Graves,

some of that red meat crap
that made you want to be me.

I'd be honored, sir.

Today is all about Richard Graves
up and down the line.

I'm outside the yearly
Republican Political Action Conference,

where luminaries and political
junkies from across the nation

will gather over the next three days.

The conference has come to Santa Fe

to honor New Mexico's favorite son
former President Richard Graves,

who will receive the annual
Ronald Reagan Award

in recognition of his lifetime
of leadership in the Republican party,

with his wife,
former First Lady Margaret Graves,

giving the night's keynote.

Mortuary transfer will be here
in a couple hours. Time to go.

- You hear me, Treadwell ?
- Yes, I heard you.

It's time to go.

GRAVES
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President Graves !

President Graves !

I'd be lying if I told you
I wasn't nervous as hell.

It's going to be great, Maggie.
Honey, you're gonna be fantastic.

I love seeing you like this.

- Like what ?
- Like my husband. I've missed you.

Hi. How are you ?
Nice to see you.

This Dalton affair piece now ?
It's really not good.

- Oh, no, do you think so ?
- What do you want me to say ?

They're accusing her of having
an affair with Dalton 25 years ago.

Am I supposed to stand here
and pretend it's not happening ?

That's what I said to my first boyfriend.
It worked.

Maggie, some good news. Just hung up
with a source at "USA Today."

Got a heads up that this
reporter Erin York is here

roaming the event trying
to get a statement.

Tell me that's not true.

If she's here fishing, it means
she doesn't have what she needs yet.

Also, my source confirmed
that nothing's breaking for two days.

And when it does ?

It will be after you announce,
and we'll deny the hell out of it.

An old left-wing rumor
that's been circulating for decades.

- One of many.
- There you go, hon.

Now you're playing it.
Dancing the dance.

Maggie, does the president
know about this Dalton piece ?

- No. No one's gonna tell him but me.
- What about Jeremy and Livy ?

I'm Jeremy Graves, and it doesn't
get more exciting than this.

'Cause this Saturday and every Saturday,

I'm breaking into your house
for a painful dose of the truth.

Deal with it, America.

And we're out.

I want you on our air
as soon as fucking possible.

This is too much, man.
I'd call it a dream come true

if I ever allowed myself to dream
this big, which I never did.

To be honest with you,
I kind of just saw my future

as, like, an endless
succession of rehabs

and manic depression
and spending my trust fund.

But the show, it's great.
It's nuts, you know ?

- You're nuts !
- Right.

Obviously near clinical, and let's find
a way to keep you in that space.

- Remember.
- Yeah ?

Unhappy is your brand.
Misery begets ratings.

Right, but maybe we could
lighten it up every once in...

I hear your father's
gonna be at the summit.

Yeah, I'm heading there
right after this.

Do me a favor. Take notes.
Our first episode will write itself.

Agents Hill and O'Leary, ma'am.
FBI Albuquerque field office.

We're looking for Jeremy Graves.

We have a couple questions
for him about Arturo Del Rey.

- Fuck.
- Yes, come in, please.

Hey, Livy.

- Uncle Jacob.
- What's going on ?

We need your help.

Hello, friend. How are you ?

Okay, and, sir, you just have that lunch
with your former White House cabinet.

Did you finish the speech
yet for tonight ?

- Almost, sir. Just polishing.
- It better be great, Isaiah.

Because this is probably the last
time I'll ever speak to this crowd,

so it's the final chapter.

The last moment
in the chapter, all right ?

- Okay.
- All right.

- I'll catch up to you later.
- Okay.

Finish the speech, young man.

So, you're sitting down with the
Daughters of the American Revolution,

but just remember that you're a woman
conservative men want to sleep with

and Republican women want to be.

- Okay.
- First Lady...

- Mr. Nash. So nice to see you.
- Nice ?

Is it really nice ?
Come on, announce already, will you ?

Jeez, I am literally just itching out
of my skin waiting to tussle with you.

Patience, Mr. Nash.

- Margaret.
- Chet.

- Y'all know Chet Whitaker.
- Of course.

And, by the way, I used
your Southern colloquial "y'all"

since Chet here has agreed
to back my primary campaign.

So, we're sort of family now.

You've really got your hands
full with this one, Chet.

I think he thinks the sun comes
up just to hear him crow.

Cock-a-doodle-doo.

- Damn it.
- It's okay.

- Forget about Whitaker's blood money.
- Sure, let's forget about it.

That is a great attitude, Lawrence.

It's better than pouting
about things beyond your control.

- I am not pouting.
- My God.

The two of you need to stop this.

Whatever the hell is going on, you need
to fix it, or find another candidate.

This better all be worth it.

Liv, hey. You should
have seen my show set.

- It is so...
- Shut the fuck up.

- Come here.
- What ?

- Who are the suits ?
- FB fucking I.

Oh, shit.
Whatever, you didn't do anything.

No, they don't want to talk to me.
They want to talk to you.

Me ? What the fuck ?

- You fucking kidding ?
- What the hell did you two do ?

Can you tell us where you were
the first of December, Mr. Graves ?

The first ?
I was on a plane for a good portion.

I was back and forth to Los Angeles
for a business meeting.

Do you know this man ?

- No.
- You've never seen him before ?

His name's Arturo Del Rey.

Drug dealer. Pretty high up the chain
of a cartel out of Juarez.

Been slipping out of the country
for years. He was recently murdered.

Why don't we get to what this
has to do with Jeremy ?

Love that.

A hair matching Mr. Graves' paternal
DNA

luck on the hit since the entire former
first family's records are on file

was found at the apartment.

That and a partial fingerprint
on a can of spray paint.

So, we can't verify it,
but the coincidence...

We should also mention Del Rey
was on this property not too long ago.

Is something funny ?

No, I'm sorry. I just realized
where you're going with this.

So, you're telling me that this
guy was here on the ranch

with the hundreds of other
undocumented workers

who pitched a tent on our front lawn

the same day that I got back
from a four-year tour in Afghanistan ?

I do remember this guy.

Now that I think about it,
it's all coming back to me.

Yeah, I believe we called him
Latino Male 127.

Jeremy.

I assure you, Mr. Graves,
he wasn't just a number.

Del Rey was the son of Mexico's biggest
drug lord, El Torron.

The guy was basically
a Mexican Rockefeller.

Isaiah ? Erin York, "USA Today."
We met in DC.

What are you doing here ?
I have nothing to say to you.

I just want a comment from your boss
on the Dalton-Margaret Graves piece.

Even a denial ?

Hill here.
Just now ?

They got a ping
on Arturo Del Rey's burner phone.

Yes, get me the warrant.
Wait, where ?

My God, a Mexican Rockefeller ?
Am I karma's bitch or what ?

What are we gonna do ?

Nothing. It's over.
It's got to be over.

No, that is what everybody says
before people who be beefing

get run up on and Glocked.

Liv, I need you to stop
watching drug movies.

- I'm fucking serious.
- It makes me feel close to him.

Okay, look at me. You need
to pull your shit together

'cause you're about to meet my potential
girlfriend at a time in my life

where for once my
future isn't a black hole of shit

and I'm not drowning
in uncertainty, okay ?

And I can't let anything derail me.

Not this family or your dead boyfriend.
Nothing.

At the very least, I deserve
the illusion of hope, don't I ?

- Hey, Iz.
- Sammy.

You look so different.

Not in a bad way.
I do not mean that in a bad way.

- I know, crazy, right ?
- It's really good to see you.

Yeah, it's good to see you, too.

So what are you doing here ?

The prez invited me
as his personal guest.

Yeah, I guess he wanted me to hear
this speech you've been writing.

Oh, yeah.

He says it's gonna be
the best one he's ever given.

Oh, no pressure there.

It was nice to be invited.

I'm sorry, Sammy. I'm so, so sorry.
I never wanted to hurt you.

- But you did.
- I know. Believe me, I know.

I really liked you.
You were kind and so sweet,

and that's not something
I've not known too much of, you know ?

And it was amazing how different
you were until you weren't.

Anyway...
I'm leaving first thing in the morning.

- Need a change of scenery.
- Oh, my God, really ?

President Graves...

Oh, shit. Oh, my God, the president.

- Look, I have to go.
- Go.

- We'll talk later ?
- Yes.

- It's really good to see you.
- Just go.

Ms. York, wait.

Okay, listen, Isaiah,
I'm just trying to do my job.

- You know you can't stop the story...
- She's a problem.

- He's clear.
- Thank you.

Then we're settled, Jonathan.

Yes, we are, Richard,
and I'm glad it all worked out.

Exactly like it was meant to.

But before I forget,
stay the fuck away from my wife.

What was that ?

Thanks.

Isaiah, Jonathan Dalton is going
to put up the money

that'll run Maggie
through the primaries.

Okay, but, sir, Jonathan Dalton
and Mrs. Graves...

There's gonna be a news story, sir.

Isaiah, I've known
about the affair forever.

- We put it to bed a long time ago.
- What about the article ?

If an article comes out, you deny it.
You think you can do that ?

Okay.

Now, come on,
I want to hear that speech.

Right now ? Like, out loud ?

Yes, out loud, so I can
digest what I have to say.

All right, kid, let's hear it.

Ladies and gentlemen,
it's an honor to be here.

Henry David Thoreau wrote

"We are constantly invited
to be who we are."

Well, I was invited
and I accepted.

But it's not whether or not
you show up that's important,

it's what you bring to the party.

For many years since I was president,

there's been a lot of talk
about what I brought.

Most of it not very flattering.

And that'll really sting an old man
looking back at his legacy.

But you know what ? That's okay.
It was on the invitation and I accepted.

You see, recently I had
a profound epiphany of sorts.

I woke up to the realization

that I was too close to the end
to not start living.

That if I...
we are to be mindful of our today,

then we are duty-bound
to look at our yesterday.

For while it may define
who we have become,

the beauty of being alive
is the opportunity to rewrite our story

with every single breath.

And my story
is far from finished.

There are still wrongs to be made right.

So I'm not gonna put my past to bed
or settle my estate.

I refuse to get into the backseat
of my life or fade away.

There's more to do.
Good I could bring to the world.

Light I could shine into
the darker recess of our lives.

Value to being alive and having a voice.

My journey, my mission,
has just begun.

Because, ladies and gentlemen,
I was invited.

And I accepted.

Thank you.

- Jeremy.
- Hey.

- Holy shit. Hi.
- Hi.

Your family things
are very different than mine.

Thanks for coming.

It's the furthest I've come for a second
date, so it better be worth it.

Yeah, sorry. Liv, this is Tasha.
Tasha, this is my sister Olivia.

Hi, it's so nice to meet you.

So, your daddy kills
people with produce.

- God damn it.
- Sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm just
no-filter space right now.

Besides, baby brother
tells me everything.

It's a long established pattern of
sibling oversharing that works for us.

- Interesting.
- It isn't.

That.
I really like that.

- Good job. You can keep fucking her.
- Thanks. Hi.

- Good to see me ?
- You have no idea.

Please make your
way to the main ballroom.

How are you ? Hi. Good to see you.

Here is President Graves' speech.
Here you go.

Erin, by the way,
do what you want with the affair story.

Really, it's an old rumor anyway.

- It'll never stick.
- Affair ?

That's just the tip of the iceberg
for Margaret Graves.

It's the result of the affair
that we're interested in.

Result ?

Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome
former First Lady Margaret Graves.

Okay, fight the man, Maggie.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

What a treat this is.

Today I get to stand on this stage
and talk about my favorite person.

My partner, my heart,
the other half of me.

He also happens to be your former
president, my husband Richard Graves.

One thing you must know,

what I am most proud of is that Richard
Graves didn't change for Washington.

He demanded that Washington
change for him.

Richard always stood up no matter what.

He stood up for what he
believed and never wavered.

When you spend your life
making the tough decisions

that no one, and I mean no one,
wants to make,

you become an easy target.

My husband is my hero
because he demands that I stand up, too.

My husband, your former president,

granted me the gift of sharing his
moment to let you know here and now

that I, Margaret Graves,

am declaring my candidacy
for the United States Senate

to represent the great state
of New Mexico in our nation's capital !

Okay, now, y'all stay on your feet
and help me get 'em out here...

my lights, Olivia and Jeremy !

And the 2016 Ronald Reagan
Lifetime Achievement Award recipient,

my very own cowboy, Richard Graves !

It will all be over now.

Isaiah !
Oh, God ! Call an ambulance !

End of season I