Shocking. Positively...shocking.

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Somewhere in Chile...

U.S. officials said Chilean police had been chafing for a week about a demand by Secret Service agents that they control the president's space, even when he was on sovereign turf. Now, it was payback time.

In the fracas that ensued, amid a flurry of half nelsons, one Secret Service agent wound up jammed against a wall. "You're not stopping me! You're not stopping me! I'm with the president!" an unidentified agent can be heard yelling on videotape of the mayhem.

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Then Bush either realized he was missing something, or he heard the commotion. The president, who is rarely alone, even in his own house, turned and walked back to the front door unaccompanied, facing the backs of a sea of dark suits. Bush, with his right hand, reached over the suits and pointed insistently at Trotta. At first the officials, with their backs to him and their heads in the rumble, did not realize it was the president intervening. Bush then braced himself against someone and lunged to retrieve the agent, who was still arguing with the Chileans. The shocked Chilean officials then released Trotta.

Trotta walked in behind Bush, who looked enormously pleased with himself. He was wearing the expression that some critics call a smirk, and his eyebrows shot up as if to wink at bystanders.

Bush adjusted his right cufflink and muttered something to Lagos, took the first lady's arm and headed into the dinner of grilled fish.

BUSH inexplicably Scottish Nicsh try, Lagosh. But I hope your shwordfish is shtronger than your guardsh. I'll be having the white wine, of coursh.

LAGOS
Well played, Mr. Bush, well played. I wonder if you're as formidable...at baccarat?

BUSH
Laura, shay goodbye to Mr. Lagosh. Man talk. (smacks her on the ass)

LAURA
Ohh!


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Don't give Bush any ideas... that's all we need, is for everybody who drinks red wine with fish to be sent to Guantanamo.