3.10 H. Con-172
JOSH: Are we taking this thing a little too seriously? He was a White House photographer for like five minutes, my recollection is that he was a buffoon.
SAM: He was a buffoon, which has always stopped the American public to say nothing of the press from taking something seriously.

LARRY: (Reading from book) “Bartlet was playing a round of golf with Toby Zielger, his prickly, mumbly Communications Director whose inner bitter darkness spelled the break-up of the one marriage we know about.”
CJ: It was miniature golf, wasn’t it?
TOBY: Yeah.

JOSH: I need to come in under the cover of business.
TOBY: ‘Cause you’re a straight-shooter.
JOSH: Yeah!

TOBY: Women are getting a decent beak.
JOSH: Damn – where the hell are all the pro-lifers when you need ‘em?
TOBY: Yeah, sons of bitches, don’t they realize you’re trying to get a date?

JORDAN:  Hi.  Remember me?
LEO: Margaret!
JORDAN: I was the one with you last night when you went to the meeting.
LEO: Yes.
JORDAN: When you left the meeting I was not with you.
MARGARET: (enters) Yes?
LEO: Is it just an open-house in here?
MARGARET: The whole system’s gotten outta hand.
LEO: Yeah.
JORDAN: You left without me.
LEO: Well if you’re gonna make a strong exit ya really can’t wait for someone to get their purse together.
JORDAN: How long does it take to get a purse together?
LEO: A question I’ve been asking my entire adult life.

TOBY: (To Charlie) On Carol’s birthday, did you happen to attend a séance at which they tried to contact Margaret’s grandmother? (Pause) No, right?

JOSH: (Whisper) Press hold and I’ll pick it up in my office.
DONNA: I’m sorry, how does a telephone work again?

AMY: About what? (no answer) Josh?
JOSH: (Long pause) Paid Family Leave!  Sorry, there was a…dog in here for a second.
AMY: A dog?
JOSH: A nice one, it was…okay.

JORDAN: “A resolution remembering George Washington” ‘cause there was a chance we were gonna forget.  What’s that tall thing at the end of the Mall?  I dunno, maybe a monument or something?  Where are we living again?

CJ: (Reading from book) “It’s well-known in the Bartlet White House that after having two daughters, Jed Bartlet wanted a son and sought advice from the book ‘Choosing the Sex of your Baby’ by Dr. Landram B. Shettles.  The book recommends that the father avoid jockey shorts, jock straps, and other tight-fitting clothes.”
POTUS: (Long pause) Yeah?
CJ: So I can put you down as a no?

CJ: See, now you’ve got me out there spinning things.
POTUS: Is there anything else?
CJ: You didn’t have special underwear, right?

SAM: There’s gonna be a book coming out in about 3 weeks.
POTUS: I heard, look, I’m really not gonna talk to you about my underwear.
SAM: That’s disappointing, Mr. President.