Jul 05, 2007 22:49
CJ: Men are like salmon. Swimming upstream, hosing down the riverbed with their indiscriminate seed...
DANNY: Indiscriminate seed?
CJ: Until...
DANNY: Did you just say "indiscriminate seed"?
CJ: Until they die, bloated and spent, belly-up in the sun.
DANNY: Oh, quit sweet-talkin' me, baby.
CJ: Unless they get taken out with a bear paw in the waterfall, as they deserve to be.
JED: I don't want to intimidate you, but it turns out I'm the first Democrat in twenty years to make a clean sweep of the Plains states and I'm not just talking about Iowa and Nebraska.
ABBEY: Are you trying to turn me on now?
JED: Yeah.
ABBEY: All right.
JED:I won the Dakotas. The Badlands. The Black Hills. But let's go down, way down, to the Deep South and the humid bayou of Louisiana and its nine electoral votes. What manner of man it must take to win the state, which, by the way, is the only one operating under the Napoleonic Code of France and I still don't know what that's all about, but back to me...
ABBEY: Hon, is this like nerd hot talk?
JED: Who's your Commander in Chief?
ABBEY: You are.
ABBEY: I'm going to the Residence. I'm taking a bath. I'm turning on Sinatra.
JED: How does Mrs. Sinatra feel about that?
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west wing