Leo: Shut the hell up, Everybody. I've fired more people than you before breakfast.

Toby: I was waylaid.
Leo: By what?
Toby: 30,000 tourists.
A Staffer: You, know, the protesters.
Toby: No, I don't call them protesters. I've seen better organized crowds at the DMV. . . . In my day we knew how to protest.
CJ: What day was that?
Toby: 1968.
Josh: How old were you when you were protesting?
Toby: My sisters took me. . . . We had the underground. We had rapid response. . . .
CJ: And by god we were home by dinner on a school night.
Toby: These people are amateurs. What's my assignment?
Leo: Meeting with the amateurs. World Policies Studies is having a forum. There will be about a hundred of them. . . .
Toby: What else is there? (Toby is given many choices, all of which he dislikes.) Or getting paid a lot more money working almost anywhere else I want.

Leo: As I was saying... In the foyer of the White House Andrew Jackson had a two ton block of cheese...
Josh: And a wheat thin the size of Lake Tahoe.

Sam: This country is an idea. And one that's lit the whole world for two centuries. And treason against that idea is not just a crime against the living. This crime holds the graves of people who have died for it. Who gave what Lincoln called the last full measure of devotion.