Toby: Sell me.
CJ: We had agreed to a one percent cut on a thirty-day continuing resolution, but the Speaker pulled a bait-and-switch.
Toby: One percent, two percent -- what's so unreasonable about three percent?
CJ: Three percent equals X dollars, which is Y flu vaccinations, Z school lunches...It's more convincing with numbers.

Toby: Since when are you an expert on language?
C.J.: In polling models?
Toby: Okay.
C.J.: 1993. Since when are you an uptight pain in the ass?
Toby: Since long before that.

Toby: Sometimes I think, what if I were at UNICEF or United Way pulling together the AIDS fight, or back in New York turning the public school system around? Would that be a more effective use of my 24 hours? Not this. Not pushing on the ocean.

Toby: That's a beautiful chess set.
Bartlet: It's a gift for you.
Toby: Really?
Bartlet: Yeah, it's hand-carved. It belonged to the Prime Minister's grandfather, who used it to play with Lord Mountbatten.
Toby: I'm surprised that she gave it away.
Bartlet: Nah, we boosted it on our way out of the palace. I've got some little bottles of shampoo and conditioner, too.

Toby: The Torah doesn't prohibit capital punishment.
Rabbi Glassman: No.
Toby: It says, 'An eye for an eye'.
Rabbi Glassman: You know what it also says? It says a rebellious child can be brought to the city gates and stoned to death. It says homosexuality is an abomination and punishable by death. It says men can be polygamous and slavery is acceptable. For all I know, that thinking reflected the best wisdom of its time, but it's just plain wrong by any modern standard. Society has a right to protect itself, but it doesn't have a right to be vengeful. It has a right to punish, but it doesn't have a right to kill.

Toby: There's always been a concern about the two Bartlets. The absent-minded professor with the 'Aw, Dad' sense of humor. Disarming and unthreatening. Good for all time zones. And the Nobel Laureate. Still searching for salvation. Lonely, frustrated, lethal.

Toby: They don't have the votes to override.
Sam: Says you.
Toby: Says me, Josh, the Office of Political Liaison, Legislative Liaison and the Minority Whip.
Bartlet: Sometimes it's like I don't even need to be here.

Toby: This conversation would be a whole lot easier if I weren't fighting my way through a cloud of Obsession.
CJ: There's no cloud.
Toby: It's about to precipitate out. It's about to rain Obsession.

Toby: This is incredibly good... Will. 'Never shrinking from the world's...' '...a fierce belief in what we can achieve together.' I used to write like this. It was ten months ago. I don't understand what's going on. I really don't. I've had slumps before. Everybody does, but this is different. I'm sorry, we don't know each other, but there aren't that many people I can talk to about it. I don't understand what's happening. There's no blood going to it. I never had to locate it before. I don't even know where to look. I'm the President's voice and I don't want it to sound like this. And there's an incredible history to second Inaugurals. 'Fear itself,' Lincoln...I really thought I was on my way to being one of those guys. I thought I was close. Now I'm just writing for my life and you can't serve the President that way. But if I didn't write...I can't serve him at all.
Will: Yeah. Can I tell you three things? You are more in need of a night in Atlantic City than any man I've ever met. Number two is, the last thing you need to worry about is no blood going there. You've got blood going there, about thirteen ways. And some of it isn't good. Once again, I say, 'Atlantic City.' I'd say sit down at a table, go for dinner, see a show take a walk on the boardwalk and smell the salt air... but if you're anything like me, nothing after 'sit down at a table' is going to happen.
Toby: What's the third thing?
Will: You are one of those guys.

Toby: This language proposes a new doctrine for the use of force! That we use force, whenever we see an injustice we want to correct: like Mother Teresa with first-strike capability!
Will: Damn right!

Toby: Toby Ziegler. I work at the White House.
Girl 1: Wow. Humongous whoop.
Josh: Come on! He's Communications Director. It's a decent sized whoop.
Girl 2: How many unborn babies did you guys kill today?
Josh: Whoa, hey. Danger, Will Robinson.

Toby: We don't know what the next president is going to face. If we choose someone with vision, someone with guts, someone with gravitas, who is connected to other peoples lives and cares about making them better. If we choose someone who inspires us then we will be able to face what comes our way and achieve things we can't imagine yet.

Toby: We're fumbling. Our diplomatic strategy is a game of telephone.
Bartlet: Read the coverage. We're doing fine.
Toby: Today, sure, and the second day's story is how you pulled it off. But the third-day story is that Congress doesn't want to pay, that our coalition's fraying, that the spokes are coming off the wheels�
Bartlet: It's a couple of days. This was totally unexpected.
Toby: No, it wasn't. Not with Leo's history with alcohol, with pills. Mr. President, surely you had a process in place.
Bartlet: Not for this. You think we'd even be doing this without him?
Toby: No, sir, but Leo is one person and there are 290 million more and they come first.

Toby: We're gonna see to all those things. In the meantime, at a time when the public is rightly concerned about the impact of sex and violence on TV this administration is gonna protect the Muppets, we're gonna protect Wall Street Week, we're gonna protect Live From Lincoln Center and by God, we are going to protect Julia Child.

Toby: We're not talking about the President going to Asia or the President going to Rwanda or the President going to Qumar. We're talking about the President sending other people's kids to do it.
CJ: That's always what we're talking about. And in addition to being somebody's kids, they're also soldiers and sailors, and if we're about freedom from tyranny, we should be about freedom from tyranny, and if we're not, we should shut up!