Bartlet: I don't want to feel like this anymore. Leo: You don't have to. Bartlet: I don't want to go to sleep like this. Leo: You don't have to. Bartlet: I want to speak. Leo: Say it out loud. Say it to me. Bartlet: ...This is more important than reelection. I want to speak now. Leo: Say it again. Bartlet: (louder) This is more important than reelection. I want to speak now. Leo: Now we're in business! Bartlet: You have a strategy for all this? Leo: (writing) I have the beginnings of one. Bartlet: What is it? Leo: I'm gonna try that out for a little while. (He puts the pad on the desk in front of the President. It reads, "LET BARTLET BE BARTLET.")
Simon: My bro is dead! He's gone! But on my back, within my heart, he lives on as a part of me! Digging a hole to pierce the heavens; even if it's my own grave I'm digging, I won't stop! And when I break through, it means that I've won! Guame: What? What are you talking about? Simon: Who the hell do you think I am!? I'm Simon! Not my brother, Kamina. I am myself! Simon the Digger!
"MY BROTHER IS DEAD. HE'S NOT HERE ANYMORE! BUT ON MY BACK, AND IN MY HEART, HE LIVES ON IN ME! MY DRILL IS THE ONE THAT PIERCES THE HEAVENS! EVEN IF THAT HOLE BECOMES MY GRAVE, AS LONG AS I BREAK THROUGH, I SHALL BE VICTORIOUS! WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM?! I'M SIMON! I'M NOT MY BROTHER KAMINA! I AM MYSELF! SIMON THE DIGGER!"
I've killed the demons, they haunt me no more! I'm loaded and charged to the core! Unholy poisons depraving my soul, Now I am back in control! Dragon, ariiise!
And then, they walked side by side. Suddenly, Kaori had a dream.
A vision of cherry trees buds fully blossoming in unison. A vision of lots of Cherry Blossoms swaying in the wind like frills.
"Torigoe-kun".
"What?"
Kaori gently gazed at Shunta, who turned towards her.
"You know, I've made my decision."
"What kind of decision?"
As Shunta asked her this, she merely returned him an unreserved smile.
"From now on...
With all my strength, I'll smile,
With all my strength, I'll shine,
With all my strength, I'll... love you.",
Is what she was thinking about to do.
Blossoming buds of cherry trees.
A vision, yet a reality.
The one of her current self.
And, of her future.
