Ainsley: How about this? We drop out of the UN entirely and use the 926 million to take everyone in the country out to brunch?

Ainsley: Mr. Tribbey? I'd like to do well on this, my first assignment. Any advice you could give me that might point me the way of success would be, by me, appreciated.
Tribbey: Well, not speaking in iambic pentameter might be a step in the right direction.

Ainsley: What do you need?
C.J.: I want you to get together with one of your friends in the press room from a conservative paper.
Ainsley: You really think we have a secret handshake, don't you?
C.J.: Do you?
Ainsley: Yes.

Ainsley: You lied to me just then.
Leo: I'm a politician, Ainsley. Of course I lied to you just then.

Ambassador Tiki: Mr. President, the U.S. is trampling on the sovereignty of my country and on behalf of Nzele�
Bartlet: I've just taken your airport... clearing the way for the 101st Air Assualt to take the capitol. Seven thousand troops, twenty-five battle tanks, fifteen Apache attack helicopters, and three destroyers. Strictly speaking, I conquered your country without the paperwork.
Aide: Kundu is in the midst of a civil war.
Bartlet: No, it's not. It's in the midst of a one-sided slaughtering of an entire people.

Amy: Am I being hazed? Is this a hazing? 'Cause I'll go along and everything, but I have to see Josh...
Will: It's not a hazing. They don't do that. [feels in his pocket] Except... yes, you put olives in my jacket again.
CJ: I did, I did do that. But this is on the level.

Annabeth: [about Josh] He totaled a hybrid with an SUV. He's like an eco-terrorist in reverse.

Annabeth: How do you get women? Briefing the press is a seduction.
Toby: Briefing the press isn't a seduction. It's war!

Annabeth: Try to get some sleep. The motorcade's going to pick you up at 7:00 am sharp at your hotel. Now, once you wrap it up with Russert you have a thirty-minute window to get to Face the Nation followed by a sit-down with the Post.
Leo: [as they wait for an elevator] Don't you ever get tired?
Annabeth: No.
Leo: And how is that?
Annabeth: I graduated cum laude with a degree in art history and if you'd told me I'd end up here... [they get into the elevator] ...let's just say I love my job.
Leo: What time is it?
Annabeth: [hands him his watch] Headed back to your hotel?
Leo: Yeah. It's been a day.
Annabeth: Hmm.
Leo: What are you up to?
Annabeth: Heading back to my apartment and a nice hot bath.
Leo: You feel like dinner?
Annabeth: I do, but--
Leo: We'll get a bite. It's early.
Annabeth: Thanks, but no. [pause] I just think it's better while we're spending so much time together that we try and keep our distance whenever possible.
Leo: [confused] Keep our distance?
Annabeth: Because of the tension. [walks out of the elevator]
Leo: What tension?

Ashland: It's all compromises, now. The ones who have no record of scholarship; no body of opinions, nothing you can hold them to. That's who they'll confirm. Raging mediocrities...I have good days and bad. But on my worst days, I am better than the amped-up ambulance chasers you could get confirmed by this Senate. You can't do it, Jed. You're not strong enough. The Speaker's running the table and I can't take a chance.

Babish: A subpoena is just a legal agreement to produce certain testimony and documents.
C.J.: Yeah, but isn't that like the way a mugger uses a gun to produce your wallet?

Babish: Who were you talking to?
Toby: My attorney's voice mail.
Wayne: My instructions were that you sit quietly.
Toby: I'm pretty sure I used my indoor voice.

Babish: You broke some laws, Abbey, and quite frankly you should be ashamed of yourself, but this investigation isn't about that.
Abbey: Look�
Babish: It's about the criminalization of politics. An attempt to do in the hearing room what they couldn't do at the ballot box.
Abbey: I understand, but we don't have the luxury...
Babish: Abbey, stop eating fruits, stop eating vegetables, it's doing something bad to you. Fruits and vegetables will seduce you, like a woman, with their...
Abbey: Oliver!
Babish: Truth isn't a luxury. You're going to go in there, you're going to swear an oath, you're going to get asked questions, and you're going to tell the truth. It's the way you stand up and say 'Stop!'
Abbey: You should be careful, Oliver. You keep talking like a person, they're going to kick you out of the bar.
Babish: I've been kicked out of bars before.
Abbey: I meant�
Babish: I know what you meant.

Bartlet: 'The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral. Returning violence with violence only multiplies violence adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars.'
Leo: Dr. King.
Bartlet: I'm part of that darkness now, Leo. When did that happen?
Leo: Dr. King wasn't wrong. He just didn't have your job.

Bartlet: ...'Joy cometh in the morning,' scripture tells us. I hope so. I don't know if life would be worth living if it didn't. And I don't yet know who set off the bomb at Kennison State. I don't know if it's one person or ten, and I don't know what they want. All I know for sure, all I know for certain, is that they weren't born wanting to do this. There's evil in the world, there'll always be, and we can't do anything about that. But there's violence in our schools, too much mayhem in our culture, and we can do something about that. There's not enough character, discipline, and depth in our classrooms; there aren't enough teachers in our classrooms. There isn't nearly enough, not nearly enough, not nearly enough money in our classrooms, and we can do something about that. We're not doing nearly enough, not nearly enough to teach our children well, and we can do better, and we must do better, and we will do better, and we will start this moment today! They weren't born wanting to do this.