The First Lady

[male chorus] We three kings of orient are Bearing gifts we travel afar [Donald] She's opened her mouth even wider.

She shouted it right from the mountaintops, so that every conservative in America flocks to the Reagan camp.

She starts up again about abortion... we're dead in the water.

But... her poll numbers are still very high.

Higher than the president's.

I ****** miss Pat Nixon.

Hmm.

[sighs] [phone ringing] Don.

Mr. President, uh, we were wondering if we could, uh, come by this evening and go over some campaign matters with you and, uh, the First Lady?

What, on Christmas Eve?

Right.

Uh, we promise not to stay too long, sir.

I just think that-- We need to go over how important the First Lady's role is in this upcoming campaign.

Maybe fine-tune her message a little bit.

Uh, I don't know if she'll appreciate that, Don.

Well, you know, Dick was suggesting that, uh, maybe we surprise her.

-[scoffs] -How 'bout we see you at 8:00?

All right.

["Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Ole Oak Tree" playing] [sighs] I'm comin' home I've done my time... [chattering, laughing] Have I told you about the time I sat next to Tony Orlando?

-[Susan] Oh, God.

Ah, yeah.

-[Steven] Yes, Mom.

[Gerald] Jack.

[Betty] He smelled divine.

Must have been whatever he uses in that gorgeous hair.

Well, good luck competing with that, Dad.

Hey, I am not worried.

Have you seen this hair?

No one competes with your father.

[knocking] [Wilson] I'm so sorry to disturb.

Uh, Mr. President, Mr. Rumsfeld and Mr. Cheney are here to see you.

Thank you.

Rummy, Dick... Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Mr. President, Madam First Lady, everyone.

My apologies for interrupting.

Could we speak privately?

Briefly.

[Gerald] Kids, give us the room, please.

[Donald clears throat] [Susan] Merry Christmas.

Thank you.

[whispers] Two minutes.

Ma'am, if you wouldn't mind joining us, this concerns you too.

Oh, boy.

Can't wait.

[Donald] And there's something that, uh, we wanted you to see.

[producer 1] Ten seconds, Mr. President.

[audience laughing] [producer 1] Five, four... -My fellow Americans, -...three, two... Merry Christmas to all of you, and good evening.

[announcer] Ladies and gentlemen, the President -of the United States.

-I invited you here tonight... -[both laughing] -...for this Christmas Eve... Hey, Chevy Chase is playing me.

-[Betty laughing] -[Gerald] I'll take it.

This will indeed be a wonderful Christmas for the entire nation, I hope.

[audience laughing] [both laughing] Oh, come on.

You have to have to admit it's pretty funny.

We disagree, Mr. President.

Oh, come on, Dick.

It's a comedy show.

What's the harm?

Well, thanks to that buffoon, sir, America now sees you as a joke.

Geez, Rummy, you should stop by more often -with your good cheer.

-[Donald] As bad as this is, it is the least of your problems going into next year's election.

Reagan will formally make his announcement in the new year.

Jerry's an incumbent.

He's a leader of the party.

[Donald] Unelected leader.

And Reagan has been courting the more conservative evangelical members of the party, and, uh, they have signed up.

Since when have the church folk been a big threat?

Well, ever since the very things that they believed in were threatened by the... less traditional members of the party.

Oh.

So this is why you wanted me here... to place blame.

Don't use Betty and her activism as a political scapegoat.

[Donald] Not at all, sir.

Uh, I'm just trying to see the situation as it is.

-Uh, to properly strategize.

-Hmm.

[Dick] Bottom line... we need you, Mrs. Ford.

[chuckling] What?

I'm sorry?

You're still very popular with the pro-choice, pro-ERA Republicans.

And moderate women.

We're trying to shore up the middle.

And then, hopefully, gain some Democrats, and maybe even some Independents.

I mean, heck, Betty, your poll numbers are almost double mine.

Isn't that right?

We need you to campaign... hard, ma'am.

I know that you can do this without alienating the Right, without mentioning pre-marital sex, or marijuana, or-- So what you're saying is, don't talk about the very things... that make me so popular.

You can't do much for women if you're no longer in the White House.

-[knocking] -[door opens] Excuse me.

Sorry for interrupting.

Mom, Nancy's on the phone.

She sounds very upset.

Something about her husband.

Excuse me, gentlemen.

[Donald clears throat] This land is your land This land is my land From California To the New York island From the redwood forest To the Gulf Stream waters I tell you This land Was made for you and me Yeah One bright sunny morning In the shadow of a steeple Down by the welfare office I saw my people I was wondering If this land Was made for you and me [teacher] For your homework assignment, I would like for you all to write about a federal law that affects the natural world, that you believe isn't working.

Integrating what you've learned in civics, and here in science.

You can present your argument any way you want, written, orally, theatrically, visually-- -[door opens] -[teacher] What's going on?

We apologize for the interruption.

[Malia] What happened?

We need to get you back to the White House.

-Is my dad okay?

-Your dad is fine.

We're just picking up you and your sister.

-What about my mom?

-She's fine as well.

-Where's Sasha?

-We're moving.

-Go ahead.

-Thank you.

We apologize.

Are my parents okay?

Yes, they're fine.

[newscaster] Police say Adam Lanza killed 26 people at Sandy Hook Elementary School, 20 of them children as young as five.

It is the second deadliest school shooting in American history after Virginia Tech, and by far, the worst at an elementary school.

We are awaiting a statement on the shooting from President Obama at the White House.

-[sirens wailing in distance] -[helicopter whirring] somber music [sighs] [door opens] [footsteps approaching] They were babies, Mich.

Younger than Sasha.

There are no words of consolation for this.

[mouthing words] [Sasha breathing shakily] somber music continues -[shutters clicking] -[Barack clears throat] We''ve endured too many of these tragedies in the past few years.

And each time I learn the news, I react not as a president, but as anybody else would.

As a parent.

And that was especially true today.

I know there's not a parent in America... who doesn't feel the same overwhelming grief that I do.

The majority of those who died today were children.

Uh, beautiful... little kids between the ages of five and ten years old.

[inhales deeply] They had their entire lives ahead of them.

Birthdays, graduations, weddings... kids of their own.

[shutters clicking] somber music continues [Sasha sniffles] [bell tolling] [Susan] I'm so sorry.

-[engine starts] -How is she holding up?

Well, her husband just killed himself.

She's devastated.

Thank you for asking.

He, uh, leave a note or anything?

Really, Dick?

You must have heard the rumors about his corrupt business dealings?

Yes.

The rumors.

Unless you, perhaps, know more about this?

Innocent men don't often commit suicide.

Right.

And innocent men can sometimes be inconvenient when their wives know me.

Right?

I left a few rsums on your desk.

You want me to replace her.

Do you honestly think that grieving woman over there can stay on top of your life while she's picking up the pieces of her own?

[chattering] -[Shirley] Understood.

-Yeah.

-[phones ringing] -Oh.

What's this?

-Nancy-- -I'm sorry.

I don't have a choice.

Yes, you do.

Just... take some time off.

You don't have to quit.

I'm tired.

I'll get Cheney to back off.

[phone ringing] Please don't.

Maybe if I would've left sooner, Jim would still be alive.

-[sniffling] -Oh, Nancy.

Hmm.

[Nancy breathes shakily, sniffles] [door opens, closes] [phone ringing] somber music [sobbing] Mom, what's wrong?

It's your father.

[Young Betty breathing shakily] [glasses clinking] [chattering] [funeral attendee] Another toast to our dear departed Billy Bloomer.

Hear!

Hear!

[all] Hear!

Hear!

[Young Betty] At the funeral, is it true what they said about Daddy?

They said he killed himself.

[sniffling] Yes.

He had his demons, and, uh, I didn't know how bad it was until-- But he did the best he could.

And I loved him, and-- and that's what's true.

[sniffles] But I promise you, there's no burden we can't shoulder.

We're Bloomers, and we go on.

-Yes, Mother.

-[sniffling] [interviewer 1] The governor has come out as against the, uh, equal rights amendment.

And I understand one of the daughters in your family is for the equal rights amendment.

Can you break the stalemate?

[Nancy Reagan] Well, I'd like to correct that a little bit if I could.

-Um... -[knocking, door opens] Mom, I'm heading out.

Oh, please.

What a load of crap.

[Nancy] He believes that the better way... Are you talking to the television?

That hypocrite Nancy Reagan.

She wants to send women back to the Middle Ages.

It's the middle of the afternoon.

Don't you want to get dressed?

I mean, what the hell happened to her?

She was an actress.

Yeah.

So was he.

[whispers] Oh, my God.

If they win... women will be barefoot and pregnant with no rights at all.

Well, you need to get up.

Get dressed.

Get out there.

Help Daddy's campaign.

He needs you.

Rummy and Cheney already gave me a list of everything I can and cannot say or talk about.

It's just-- It's... pointless.

Mom, you're way smarter than them.

You'll think of something.

Go have fun.

Okay.

Love you.

-Bye.

-Take your coat.

It might rain.

Okay.

[Nancy] No, um-- Uh, schedule-wise, how can you get to, uh, to all the places?

You know.

Texas is a big place.

[interviewer 2, indistinct] [political commentator] One gets the definite impression here that the wives of the candidates for the presidential nomination are being moved like pawns.

[cheering on TV] -You ready?

Yep.

Hey!

-[laughing] ["Tie A Yellow Ribbon Round The Ole Oak Tree" playing] Then you'll know just what to do If you still want me If you still want me -Are you ready?

-Oh, yeah.

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree It's been three long years Do you still want me?

Still want me?

If I don't see a ribbon 'round the old oak tree I'll stay on the bus forget about us Put the blame on me If I don't see a yellow ribbon 'round The old oak tree Never underestimate Betty.

-As long as she doesn't talk.

-[chuckles] I don't think, uh, in, uh, the last quarter of a century have we seen a-a Republican convention quite as spirited as, uh, the one here.

Uh-- Good spirits for the most part, but, uh, underlying an awful lot of tension between, uh, these Reagan and Ford supporters.

It's, uh, almost bound to be that way with a race as close as this race has come to be.

[announcer] The state of New York, the great Empire State, cast 20 votes for an outstanding American, Ronald Reagan.

[cheering on TV] -And 133 votes... -[all] Yeah!

[Gerald] Yeah!

Yes, we did it!

[announcer] ...the United States of America... [both] Mmm.

I couldn't have done this without you.

I mean it.

I am so lucky to have you.

Yes, you are.

[both] Mmm.

[blues rock playing] As many of you know, I recently attended a conference on human welfare in Birmingham, Alabama.

On the first day, I took a seat next to civil rights activist, Mary McLeod Bethune.

And before I was able to say one word to her, I was told that I must sit elsewhere.

That due to the Alabama segregation laws, whites were not permitted to sit next to Blacks.

[crowd murmuring] I moved my chair to the aisle.

Neither white nor Black.

Now, this problem of segregation and discrimination goes far beyond who may sit next to whom.

It is present in our nation's military, in our schools, and in our factories.

And it must not be tolerated.

All of us, no matter what race, color, or creed must wipe out any feelings of superiority.

Of belief that any one person must or should go ahead of another.

As Abraham Lincoln once said, "A house divided against itself cannot stand."

Who would like to start today?

Uh, Sarah.

Madam First Lady, you are a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution, are you not?

Yes.

Yes, I am.

I, somehow, managed to sneak in even though I'm not a descendant of the Mayflower.

Are you aware that, this morning, the DAR denied lauded Negro performer, Marian Anderson from singing at Constitution Hall?

No.

No, I was not.

Can you explain to us how their action is any different from the example in Birmingham you just gave?

Well, it really is no different, is it?

It's no different at all.

[phone ringing] [sniffs, sighs] Eleanor.

[chuckles] How did you know it was me?

Who else calls me at 6: 00 a.m.?

So, what's doing in the nation's capital?

Oh, you know.

Discrimination, bigotry, and a general disregard for humanity.

Geez louise.

Pittsburgh's looking better by the second.

Yeah, I spent an hour yesterday trying to convince the DAR board that Marian Anderson should be allowed to play at Constitution Hall.

What do they have against opera?

Mmm.

It's not the opera.

It's the color of her skin.

Oh.

[blows raspberry] What a bunch of dusty old farts.

Yes, and...

I am a member.

Mm-hmm.

The Daughters of the American Revolution.

Hmm?

Honestly?

They even have it written into their bylaws.

"White artists only."

And Franklin refuses to get involved.

Yeah.

Well, maybe he's right.

I think this one can wait.

Hick, have you been drinking?

Oh.

Do you know you always ask me that when I have a different opinion than you?

That's not-- Anyway, I-I should really get back to my article.

Oh, yes.

The busy First Lady, no time for the mistress who could bring her political ascent to a grinding halt.

Oh, that's not fair.

And you are not my mistress.

What am I then?

My favorite person.

My confidant.

My best friend.

pensive music All right.

So, uh-- [sighs] What do you think about... Greece?

What about Greece?

Okay, fine.

Italy?

[sniffles] Ah.

North or south?

Uh... Venice.

[sighs] Just you and me in one of those boats.

You mean a gondola?

Yes.

Gondola.

The sun is going down.

And there are hundreds of birds in the sky.

A pink sky.

Well, you've just had a very beautiful dinner.

And, uh, we have a lovely little apartment with big windows that fling open out onto a... piazza.

Eleanor?

How's the motel?

W-- Wanna be in Pittsburgh or... Puglia?

I should really get back.

I-- This article won't write itself.

[sniffles] My advice, you quit the DAR.

Write your column about that.

Yes.

I'll-I'll think about that.

Italy was nice.

Have a good day.

"A group of tottering old ladies, who don't know the difference between patriotism and 'putridism,' compelled the gracious First Lady to apologize for their national rudeness and resign from the DAR."

This is from the... -Philadelphia Tribune... -Hmm.

...and there are more like it in every other paper in the country.

Well, now that you're a national hero... [chuckles] ...where is Ms. Anderson going to perform?

Well, I'm afraid that's not up to me, Sara.

I have arranged a meeting with her manager and with Mr. White of the NAACP to see if we can find a venue.

Good.

It's important that she sing.

There has been no better contralto on Earth.

I agree.

And, um, you did the right thing, resigning from the DAR.

Did she just approve of something I did?

Maybe she's unwell?

[scoffs] Well, there's a first time for everything.

[chuckles] [Charles] Sir, here she comes.

I am so sorry.

Mr. White.

Madam First Lady.

-Mr. Hurok.

-Uh, good morning.

-And... -This is A. Philip Randolph, head of the Brotherhood -of Sleeping Car Porters.

-Oh, yes.

Madam First Lady, it's an honor.

I hope you don't mind me joining.

No, of course not.

And the honor is all mine.

I am so impressed with your union work, Mr. Randolph.

Well, thank you.

Thank you, ma'am.

And this is Tommy, -my secretary... -Hello.

...who will be joining us for this meeting.

-Morning.

-Charles, if you don't mind.

Please sit.

Would you bring another chair?

Thank you.

And maybe another cup.

We were all encouraged by your "My Day" column.

Your resignation sent a clear and urgent message to the public.

Segregation must end.

Yes, I'm afraid I was unaware of how entrenched the DAR were in their-- Bigotry?

Yes.

Bigotry.

It's disappointing.

[scoffs] Mrs. Roosevelt.

Opinions in the Capitol disappoint on a daily basis.

Your husband's administration-- The New Deal itself has done very little for the Negroes.

Yes.

That's true.

U-Um, Mr. White.

The First Lady is anxious to know if you found an alternate venue for Ms. Anderson.

[stammers] we did have one idea.

Uh-- We are thinking of the National Mall.

She could sing in front of Mr. Lincoln.

Oh, what a splendid idea.

Well, yes, that is something we can do.

We think a public event like this w-would bring attention to the excellence of Black Americans.

I couldn't agree with you more, Mr. White.

[Philip] If the president wants to have a memorial like Mr. Lincoln's one day, he's uh-- he's going to have to ban segregation entirely.

Mr. Randolph, I can assure you that the president will eventually come to see that racial justice and unity is the only way forward for America.

We certainly hope so.

Thank you, Charles.

[Marian singing "My Country, 'Tis of Thee"] Thank you.

Land of the pilgrims' pride From ev'ry mountainside Let freedom ring Ooh, I have goose bumps.

-Do you have goose bumps?

-I think I stopped breathing.

I cannot believe that that was just a rehearsal!

Oh, Mrs. Roosevelt, I should applaud you as well.

What a stage.

Thank you for making this happen.

It was a group effort.

I just used my influence where I could.

I really want to introduce you to Malvina Thompson, my secretary, -or Tommy, as we call her.

-Hello.

She is a very big admirer of yours.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Tommy.

And it is an honor to meet you, Ms. Anderson.

I have every one of your recordings.

Uh, Madam First Lady.

Uh, did Ms. Anderson tell you we are expecting 70,000 people tomorrow?

-70,000?

-Oh, my!

And we have you sitting right up front.

Oh, well, that is very kind.

But I'm going to be listening in from the White House on the radio, but I will be with you in spirit.

You aren't coming?

Tomorrow is your day, Ms. Anderson.

My presence would only be a distraction.

Distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen.

In this great auditorium under the sky, all of us are free.

[Marian Anderson singing "Gospel Train"] De Gospel train's a comin' I hear it just at hand I hear the car wheels rumblin' And rollin' thro' the land And get on board Little children get on board Little children get on board Little children There's room for many a more [over speaker] I hear the train a-comin' She's comin' round the curve She's loosened all... -[sighs] -That is beautiful.

One of the greatest.

She was barred from singing in DC venues because the city was segregated, but First Lady, Eleanor Roosevelt, lobbied for her to sing at the Lincoln Memorial.

Wow.

Just before noon at the Capitol, Barack Obama will take the oath for his second term as president.

[reporter] That's right, Scott.

He really has a very ambitious agenda for his second term.

We've heard him talk about it.

Immigration reform and gun safety.

[cheering, applause] We are now entering the Cross Hall.

Ladies, as you know, it's a huge, huge opportunity.

I need you on your best behavior, right?

-All righty.

-Yes, sir.

-[chuckles] -Yes, sir.

[Mr. Ferrar] We worked really hard for this.

This is great.

[gasping] [giggling] [gasps] Oh, my God!

[giggling] South Side!

-South Side!

-South Side!

[all] South Side!

[laughing] Hi, y'all.

Oh, my God.

We love you.

We love you.

-I love you.

-Love you too!

She looked me in my face!

-She waved at me!

-No, she was waving at me!

-She waved at me!

-No, I saw her wave at me.

[giggles] Bye-- Bye, Sasha!

Bye, Malia!

[Michelle] Our lunch program in the profile, you know I'm down.

[Mel] Copy that.

I will loop in Melanie about your outfit.

Any requests?

Outdoorsy but still fly.

Still fly.

[chuckles] -For real?

-That's all in caps.

That's my girl!

[knocking] Come in!

[Mel] Oh.

Hi, Tina.

What's wrong, Tina?

Please don't tell me we ran out of your hazelnut creamer again.

[both chuckle] Could you give us a few minutes?

-I just-- -[assistant] Sure.

Thanks.

Thanks.

One of the Chicago high schoolers who performed at the inauguration was killed today.

-Jesus, Lord.

-No.

A stray bullet.

Please don't tell me it was one of those kids from the South Side?

What was her name?

Hadiya Pendleton.

She was 15, um, a drum majorette.

They were just here.

Right out there.

We saw them.

Yeah.

So, we can reach out to the family, uh, say a few words publicly.

We can tie it into the assault weapons ban that Senator Feinstein just sponsored, um...

I'd like to reach out to Hadiya's family personally, but I don't want it to come off as political, you know?

[Tina] I get it.

Okay.

Um, yeah-- I'll get you the contact info.

[Mel] Um, I'll set something up.

[Tina] Okay.

Thanks.

[door closes] [Marian sighs] Mrs. Robinson, you don't have to do that.

Uh-- N-No.

I-- Let me do it, please.

I was cleaning since before you were a twinkle in your daddy's eye.

I'm sorry, madam.

She just-- Rosemarie, just-- just let her do it.

-Go-- Go take a break.

-Okay.

Yes, ma'am.

Mom?

Mom.

Mom.

Mom, what's wrong?

I'm fine.

No, you're not.

Mama?

Mama?

I heard about that girl getting shot back home.

Hadiya.

It was just around the corner from Euclid.

That could've been one of your nephews.

-Yeah.

-Parents burying their kids, that's what used to keep me up at night the most.

You're right.

Something like that happened to one of you!

Yeah.

It-- It wasn't this bad back then, Mama.

It could've been!

Okay.

-Okay.

-[reporter] In Chicago today, First Lady Michelle Obama joined hundreds of mourners at the funeral for a teenage victim of gun violence.

The death of 15-year-old Hadiya Pendleton has shaken a city where gang shootings are all too common.

[reporter 2] Hadiya was killed last month a mile from the Obama's Chicago home.

[choir singing "Amazing Grace"] Eight days after performing at inaugural events in Washington.

That saved a wretch Like me I once was lost But now, I'm found Was blind But now I see [crowd weeping] Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God Praise God [singing ends] Thank you so much for what you do.

It was a pleasure to meet you, Madam First Lady.

-Mr. Mayor.

-Madam First Lady.

Well, that was devastating.

It's, uh, good to have you back in Chicago.

I'm sorry it's under these circumstances.

Yeah.

Not how I wanted to come back here.

Fifteen years old.

My kids are her age.

Yeah.

Look, clearly, we didn't always see eye to eye in the White House.

It happens.

But I want you to know that I support you 100%, and your fight for gun control.

As of today, every single gun shop in Chicago has been shut down.

Tragedies like these are brutal and ******* ridiculous.

And, um, I'm gonna do everything in my power to put an end to it.

Okay.

Thank you, Rahm.

Yeah.

Thank you for coming, Mrs. Obama.

Yeah, of course.

Oh.

How can we thank you?

Your daughter will not be forgotten.

I'll make sure of that.

I promise you.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

I love you, okay?

Love you.

Okay.

Okay.

[Dick Durbin] We have guns everywhere.

And some believe the solution to this is more guns.

I disagree.

[Barack sighs] How was the service?

It was a lot.

Oof.

That poor family.

I'm-- I'm really glad that you went though.

Yeah.

I just felt like sitting in the back and bawling my eyes out.

****.

I bawled my eyes out on national TV.

Now I got one of my Secret Service guys looking at me sideways, you know?

[chuckles] [Barack] Come on.

Is it ever gonna change?

[Barack sighs] I don't know, babe.

We're trying with this new bill, but...

I don't know.

[chuckles] Come on.

[Michelle] Mmm.

[static on radio] "I like to remind women that one gains strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face.

You are able to say to yourself, 'I lived through this horror.

I can take the next thing that comes along.'

You must do the thing you think you cannot do."

[newscaster] Five young Negroes made aviation history at Tuskegee, Alabama.

These five men were the first of their race to graduate under the Army Air Force's newly organized plan for training Negro pilots.

They flew hard, studied hard, and they made the grade.

[reporter] Welcome back.

Ooh.

Thank you.

-You're welcome.

Yes.

-Thank you so much.

-[reporter 2] Over here, ma'am.

-[Eleanor] Thank you, sir.

[clamoring] Ooh.

Madam First Lady, how was your flight?

Ooh, invigorating!

And my hat stayed on.

[all laugh] Were you frightened, ma'am?

Ooh!

I have never felt safer.

Mr. Anderson, you fly all right.

Thank you, ma'am.

[clamoring] Black pilots in the American military are just as excellent as any other.

And these patriotic men should serve in active combat alongside our sailors, soldiers and marines.

[reporter 1] That's some ********.

[reporter 2] Will the president mandate desegregation for the military?

Ooh, well, I think that's my cue.

Thank you so much.

I appreciate it.

I do appreciate it.

You know, I have to say, young man, there were a few moments when I-- [Franklin sighs] [knocking] Come in.

Good morning.

That is yet to be determined.

Your mother, however well-intended, can't seem to stop herself from shining a light on every ugly little nook and cranny of segregation in the country.

Thank you.

Well, there's no looking forward if we don't try and change what's wrong now.

Anna, you cannot force people to change.

You need to make them think it's their idea, and that takes time.

But you do agree that segregation needs to end?

Of course I do, but it's not as simple as that.

I can't just sign an executive order and bypass the individual states.

I will lose the support of the Southern Democrats and never be elected again.

And everything that we've done so far will be for naught.

So?

"So?"

What do you mean, "so"?

I am not prepared to throw the baby out with the bathwater.

It is done.

Your mother must be taken out at dawn and shot.

[chuckles] Oh, God.

Mmm.

I think if you accomplish nothing else in your time in office than ending segregation, you'll be remembered as one of the greatest presidents of all time.

Well, now you sound exactly like your mother.

-Thank you.

-Mmm.

Get out of my office.

Go, now.

[Anna chuckles] -[Franklin] Anna.

-Mmm?

Thank you for my tea.

-Yes.

-[Franklin chuckles] -Is this an initial or... -Just initial everything.

-Oh, great.

Okay.

-[knocking] Madam First Lady, do you have a moment?

We've been reviewing some presidential campaign data.

Do I have a choice?

[chuckles] Great job, so far, on the campaign trail.

-Mm-hmm.

-Yes, I'd say you're a natural.

A long list of positives.

Cleveland, Nashville, and Council Bluffs, all extremely well-received.

Unfortunately, there is a longer list of, uh, not positives.

Also, we understand you recently applied for a-- a CB radio license?

Applied and received.

Though, I still haven't gotten my-- the-- the... -[Shirley] It's called a handle.

-Handle-- My handle yet.

[Shirley] But we're down to "Steady Betty"-- "D.C.

Dancer."

Um, "Betty the Bump."

[both chuckle] Um, I'm partial to "First Mama."

I know you are, but I like "D.C.

Dancer."

[chuckles] [all chuckle] W-What is the plan?

Are you g-gonna communicate with truckers?

Truckers vote too, Don.

Ah.

And these are some updated general dos and don'ts for the road.

Anything else?

Thank you, ma'am.

[Dick] Thank you, ma'am.

Would you like a drink, Shirley?

Oh, maybe just a tipple.

[Betty] Are-- Okay.

Pick your poison.

Whatever you're having.

[both chuckle] It is my pleasure to host all of you at the Buffalo City Hall, where we have a long history of welcoming Republican leaders on the campaign trail.

Tonight, it is my great honor to introduce to you the First Lady of the United States.

Please join me in welcoming Betty Ford.

[applause] I do not believe that being First Lady should prevent me from expressing my ideal-- ideas.

[applause] [Susan sighs] Being un-- Being ladylike does not require silence.

[applause] She's not feeling well.

Ever since I became president-- I-- I mean-- [laughter] [Betty] Uh, pardon me.

Um, ever since my husband became president, he... really has done a great deal in the last two years.

[cheering, applause]