Thank you, Jed. You're my man.
That's why *he's* the president, Bruno.
That's the real difference between Leo and Bartlet.
Campaign music. Can you buy that on a CD or something?
Will we see a credit for the band? Is it really Columbia?
What happened to Bartlet for *America*?
C'mon, CJ; don't lie to Josh.
"Fraud". And a hush fell over the room.
$30M... Strategy vs Tactics. Sometimes you win by relaxing, Josh.
Oh... shit. Sorry, Josh.
Ooooh, cool; sirens. Where's Josh?
Aw crap, Abbey's taking notes.
"Talking to one person..." Hi, Abbey.
Abbey looks better with bangs.
15%, 25%, and 50%... and a Notre Dame sweatshirt.
Can you call the President 'jackass'?
Could those two just get in sync?
My ghod, some actual Secret Service agents...
Yes, Sam; he needs to apologize.
Wailing on him in the Oval got *Josh* sent to a shrink, Toby.
Connie does actually look a bit like Mallory, with about 10 extra
Horeseshit, Sam; now *you're* lying.
Can anyone hear out here over the cognitive dissonance?
This is worse than getting elected the first time...
Ok, I guess we get to find out why Toby doesn't like him, now... Yes,
they just pick you.
Good stuff, Doug. No, you didn't drink the Kool Aid... unlike us.
Damn it, Josh; you need to get on board. Break's over.
You tell him, CJ. He blew you off on *resigning*, fercrissake.
And I see it worked.
That's all you need to tell her, Jed. Now, tell your wife.
Yeah, that lady in the limo with you.
Height, speed, fire, and small places. Yeah, that pretty much lets out
being an astronaut, Jed.
Damn, she's gonna vote for you. That's a plus.
Yes! It is *not* your job to cater to the LCD.
That's a math teachers job.
See? I *told* you we were gonna apologize. And this, right here, is
"...it isn't worthy of us..." Nope. We're gonna let Bartlet be
See? I *told* you break was over! Yeah! I haven't yelled that in 3
or 4 eps now.
Sorkin can just *write* a damned ending, for my tastes.
Are they gonna subpoena Laurie?
I didn't get my Zoey!