Veep Quotes
All quotes from the hit HBO show "Veep"
Selina: Tonight, the voters of Illinois, Missouri, North Carolina, Ohio, Florida, Texas, and the territory of Guam have said otherwise.
Mike: God, I really thought we were gonna win Guam.
Amy: Jesus, I need to get drunk and slop-fu** an intern.
Richard: The box is empty to show that all you need to be happy is right here.
Jonah: Well, that's stupid.
Richard: Yeah, it was a waste of $30.
Richard: I mean, you could petition for a recall if they weren't unconstitutional.
Jonah: Wait, can I petition for a recall against Ezra?
Richard: Unequivocally, no.
Jonah: That's a great idea. That's awesome.
Richard: Does a rabbit need a yearly vaccination for myxomatosis? It does. Well, maybe. It depends on the rabbit.
Jonah: Mom, can Richard stay the night?
Richard: Can I please, Mrs. Ryan?
Mrs. Ryan: Oh, sure! I'll make waffles for breakfast.
Jonah: Mom, I don't want waffles!
Catherine: Gary, are you sure that this isn't too much medication?
Selina: People think we're married.
Gary: I think it's the perfect amount.
Selina: (referring to Leon) He's like this demented creep who follows me around and gets all in my personal life and thinks about me 24-7 nonstop.
Gary: Cuckoo!
Amy: Now the staircase goes right up and smashes through the glass ceiling.
Selina: Exactly what it's like to be a woman.
Amy: Yes, and they're working on the engineering. They said it's a little unstable.
Selina: Yeah, also what it's like to be a woman.
Selina: Marjorie! What do you think?
Marjorie: It looks like a vagina, ma'am.
Selina: See? Okay, that's from an expert. You know, this is what I said in the beginning.
Gary: I'm not seeing that.
Selina: Well, you don't have any frame of reference.
Gary: What if you trim the topiary around the edge? That could help.
Selina: Nobody's gonna trim the topiary. I'm not a porn star.
Gary: You could be, but you chose politics.
Marjorie: Actually, ma'am, the female pleasure center is quite extensive.
Selina: Uh, no, it's not.
Catherine: You cannot build this library on the oppressed backs of the ancestors of my child!
Selina: (groaning) Listen to me, Catherine Kinte...
Selina: Blacks got the vote in 1870. When did women get the vote? 1920!
Gary: Sistas!
Selina: I am still a young woman.
Gary: Yes.
Selina: Really! Look at my hands...
Gary: Gorgeous.
Selina: Look at my neck...
Gary: Oh.
Selina: (referring to the crypt in her Presidential Library) I am not about to buried in a twat of my own making! I'm still relevant!
Ben: (to Amy) You know, we could really use you, Ames. Give us a little touch of the feminine.Kent: You and I could split those duties.
Catherine: Mom, I'm so glad my doctor cleared me to come today.
Selina: But you gotta be careful with that McLintock cervix of yours.
Marjorie: Oh, it's incompetent cervix, ma'am.
Selina: That's what I said, Marjorie.
Selina: Yale pulled out without even coming on my t**s? Things sure have changed since I went to college.
Amy: Last night, I dreamt that I removed Leon West's balls with an ice cream scoop and I think I actually came.
Selina: Is everything always ice cream with you?
Mike: The band is getting back together again!
Selina: Who cc'd Mike?
Mike: I get it, I'm Ringo.
Ben: No, Amy's Ringo. You're Mark David Chapman's bullet.
Selina: It's all Tibet! We are gonna ride that Dalai Lama like Mrs. Lama on book club night.
Selina: Whoo! Council Bluffs, lowa, here we are! Exactly 20 minutes from Omaha.
Kent: Not exactly.
Jonah: Two years ago, I stood right here in my old high school gym where I was chosen for many, many sports teams, surrounded by my family and my my friends to seek your support for Congress as the ultimate insider's outsider. And if there's one thing that you should know about me, Washington insiders, they didn't like me very much. So let's send them a message by shoving the guy that they hate the most right back in their faces. I am announcing my exploratory committee for the Presidency of the United States of America, which basically means I'm definitely running. God bless New Hampshire. God bless the United States of America and Puerto Rico if they can vote for president And God bless Jonah Ryan.
Mike: (school bell rings) Okay, perfect. Remember, three branches of government Judiciary, legislative, and there's a third. And if you wanna know something about government, watch this film "Air Force One." It's a good movie. Shows you what a president can do. Nice to meet you, and I'll see you guys Wednes... Tuesday.
Selina: Why doesn't everybody just go to St. Bart's? I miss it already.
Jaffar: It was so romantic. Just the two of us... and Gary.
Gary: So passionate.
Marjorie: Catherine's on bed rest. She's been diagnosed with an incompetent cervix.
Selina: Well, why should her cervix be any different than the rest of her?
Marjorie: Before you even ask, we have taken a break from sex, specifically penetrative sex.
Gary: (aside) She has a penis?
Selina: I don't know.
Selina: My book, my book, my book!
Mike: Fresh off the presses. Finally getting paid.
Selina: Well, we'll see.
Jonah: (About Selina's book) Are you fu**ing kidding? I'm not in here. I ruined her administration, like, four times. You'd think that'd count for something.
Shawnee: Jonah, I just saw the latest polls. The shutdown really hurt you in Massachusetts' anus.
Kent: AKA New Hampshire.
Jonah: I'm only up five on Skeevy Deevy? I went to summer camp with that dude and he was too afraid to get changed in front of the other boys.
Shawnee: I thought that was you.
Jonah: No, I'm pretty sure it was him.
Kent: It was you.
Selina: This isn't an article, this is a gang bang on a pinball machine! Who despises me like this?!
Amy: Well, there's President Montez, Tom James...
Mike: The White House maids, the steward...
Richard: White working class voters...
Gary: Nobody! Everybody loves you!
Selina: Mike? What have you and your 47 tangled chromosomes done?!
Kent: Let's go, Congressman. Wanna play a game of Horse?
Jonah: Yes, I would like that very much.
Kent: (sinks a basket) Boom goes the dynamite.
Jonah: You're fired.
Kent: Yes!
Gary: They should not be allowed to call that stuff tea. That's what I think.
Selina: You know what I think? You sound like the world's gayest AM radio show.
Selina: What do you want?
Leon: I think the Pulitzer I'm going to get from this is good enough for me, so good evening.
Selina: You can have Amy.
Leon: Wait, I don't understand.
Selina: You can have her. (raises eyebrows) Probably better from behind, though, you know.
Amy: It is beyond a dump. It is a toxic infant blowout out both diaper legs and up the back of the onesie.
Selina: From the moment I have left office, it has been nothing but a giant slalom down Mount McRimjob, brown diamond.
Dan: I thought about teaching high school, but, I mean, girls these days just can't keep a secret.
Selina: Well, the history books are being rewritten, and this time, it's not Texas saying Satan made fossils.
Richard: Ma'am, we're getting requests for confirmation from all the big Tibetan papers, except for the "Lhasa Express," though. They're playing their usual games.
Amy: Montez is not gonna be happy.
Selina: It's gonna put a real turd in her chalupa.
Mike: Oh, we should get Mexican for lunch.
Kent: I've been fired three times in my life: from the US Postal Service Office of Investigations, by the Seattle Seahawks, and by Jonah Ryan. I cried each time. This time, it was tears of joy.
Doctor: If you notice any swelling, let me know, and no erection for six weeks.
Jonah: Well, I don't know how I'm not gonna get it hard when I'm talking about my hog with some hot "shiska" nurse.
Doctor: I'm your doctor, and it's shiksa.
Shanee: At least your dick won't smell like donkey pussy anymore.
Jonah: Oh, God, I told you that was expired lube.
Jeff: (to Jonah) Shut the fu** up, you epileptic Picasso painting!
Shawnee: Jonah, I have been thinking, um, you know, I think I wanna slow things down with us.
Jonah: Okay, yeah, that makes sense. My teachers had to do that all the time.
Shawnee: No, with us you and me.
Shawnee: I've been having doubts for a little while.
Jonah: What do you mean a little while? What the fu** does that even mean? Is that before or after I scheduled the surgery to cut my dick off so you could marry me?
Selina: Oh, Kentucky fried Christ! It's like Satan's humidor out here. My God! Flying a thousand miles to Alabama. I mean, is anyone as shocked as I am that I'm doing this?
Richard: Well, I'm easily shocked, so probably not the best person to ask.
Selina: Hey, Gary, how come your family doesn't have a Mongoloid kid on the porch playing banjo?
Amy: 'Cause he grew up and moved to DC.
Mrs. Walsh: It it's an honor to have you at our humble home.
Selina: It is such a a treat to be here in Lynch City.
Gary: It's White City. We couldn't afford Lynch City.
Leon: Mike, do you have any awareness of what's been happening with newspapers in the last 10 years?
Mike: Not at all. I mean, truth is I don't even get 'em anymore. I just read the news on my phone. It's so much better and it's free.
Amy: Ma'am, I really think that we need to discuss my doing something other than the library. It's just...
Selina: Do you have any social skills whatsoever? I mean, my God, Amy, we're in the middle of visiting with what's-his-ass's family here.
Selina: Wow, no wonder I couldn't carry the South. I mean, none of the polling research mentioned a dead son's ghost crib.
Gary: The ghost is gone. I mean, at least we think it's gone. Sometimes you hear crying, but that's usually just Mama.
Ben: (to Jonah) You're a freshman congressman who still uses his mother's Netflix password. There's no way you're gonna get a meeting with Montez.
Kent: You said on-air that Bruce Hornsby was a member of the Grateful Dead. He was a touring member from '90 to '92. He never officially joined.
Candi: Ma'am, will you be okay with Congressman Ryan... alone?
Jonah: She'll what? She'll be fine!
Montez: Actually, why don't you stay, Candi?
Jonah: Jesus Christ, it's not like I'm gonna rape the president.
Montez: I'm sorry, did you just say you aren't going to rape the president?
Jonah: Of course I'm not. Why would I say I would?
Montez: Why would you say you wouldn't?
Jonah: Because I wouldn't!
Montez: I think maybe your people should come in, too.
Candi: Gentlemen!
Ben: What did he do, ma'am?
Jonah: Nothing! I didn't do anything!
Montez: Well, he threatened to not rape the president.
Jonah: Yeah, that's not a threat, that's a promise.
Montez: (to Jonah) Congressman, first of all, let me congratulate you. You have accomplished more in one month than most extremely stupid people do in a lifetime.
Jonah: That's very kind of you to say, ma'am.
Selina: You had "Green Acres" in Qatar?
Jaffar: Oh, yes, but they censored all the scenes with Arnold Ziffel.
Amy: Do you know that if 30,000 more people in Alabama had gone to the polls instead of smoking off-brand cigarettes through their neck holes at riverboat casino slot machines, we would be working at the White House right now instead of hunting for your diary at a fu**ing truck stop in which I guarantee we are the only people who are not here to score speed or get their a**holes licked.
Amy: Mike, I am going to choke you to death with your urine-soaked jacket.
Mike: It's not urine, okay? It's probably just water from the urinal.
Selina: (to Gary) You've got to,...you have to stand up for yourself, stupid.
Amy: (Reading from President Montez's speech) "Selina Meyer didn't just shatter the glass ceiling, she swept up every single shard so that my daughter and your daughters will never even know it existed."
Selina: Well, that just tickles my twat! Gosh, Montez is actually gonna say that at my portrait unveiling in English?
Amy: Yeah, in front of 200 of Washington's most important people... and Mike.
Greg Morehouse: We do need a bit more of the presidency in there. I mean, the book ends with you going off to college.
Selina: That's right, yes, and the presidential stuff will be in volume two... "Meyer Ascendant."
Mike: And three... "The Meyer Year."
Greg Morehouse: I get that, and if you wanna stick with this book as is, I completely understand. We're just gonna need our advance back.
Mike: There was an advance?
Rabbi: And Moses led his people to the land of...?
Jonah: Hanukkah.
Jonah: This stupid hat is too small for my head.
Shawnee: Yarmulke.
Jonah: Fine, this stupid hat is too small for my yarmulke.
Selina: Catherine, you are not going to be coy or twee about the sex of my grandchild. This is a human being you're making, not some Brooklyn-based, artisanal chocolate bar.
Marjorie: Birth gender isn't even that relevant. She/he will decide her/his ideal gender when she/he is/are ready.
Selina: Okay, is that how we're talking now, Marjorie, like some sort of bi-curious Porky Pig?
Mike: I had an aunt who transitioned twice. She was trapped inside a man, and then that man was trapped inside of another woman.
Richard: Oh, like a turducken.
Selina: Yeah, but, I mean, does anybody really give a shit about two average-looking lesbians?
Selina: I mean, that book would fly off the shelves. People would pay whatever it is a book costs, you know?
Mike: All due respect, ma'am, we all knew you were, uh... with Kent.
Selina: Kent?! My snatch isn't a data port!
Jonah: How come you guys got invited and I didn't?
Kent: Because we worked for the president
Ben: ...and didn't cost her the presidency. And because we don't look like Herman Munster's brother who liked to molest that pudgy werewolf kid.
Kent: Charlie, also played by Fred Gwynne. Season one, episode nine.
Jonah: Kent, can I have your plus-one?
Kent: No, I'm bringing my jai alai instructor. Female.
Ben: Ish.
Selina: Well, I guess I will have to think outside my box.
Selina: Oh, my God, why did I have to fu** the last remaining gentleman in Washington? God!
Tom: Who said that? Was that Dolley Madison?
Selina: It was James Madison.
Selina: Well, he just begged me not to put it in.
Mike: So, none of it goes in the book?
Selina: No, it all goes in.
Jonah: Hey, did you get invited to the Meyer unveiling?
Roger Furlong: Everyone was unless you're a mole person who was cast out of his underground society for keistering sewer rats.
Jonah: Why are women always checking in on one another when I am talking to them?
Selina: No, see, you gotta find a different word than "screwed."
Mike: It's just hard to come up with so many different ways to curse.
Selina: "Vanity Fair?" Mike, how did we not know about this?
Mike: They called me a couple months ago and I thought they were trying to get me to renew my prescription.
Selina: Subscription!
Selina: This is like Black History Month. It never fu**ing ends!
Gary: Do you want me to 69 him?
Selina: Oh, 86.
Gary: Yeah.
Gary: Nobody since Jackie has given as much for their country as you.
Selina: That is true.
Gary: If Jackie Kennedy can go through the day with her husband's philandering brains all over her dress and her head held high, looking stunning, even though they made her ride around in a convertible like an animal, I might add, you can go to the White House tomorrow and forget all about those 15 minutes where he couldn't even unzip the back of your dress.
Selina: Wait a minute, what? How do you know that?
Gary: It was in Mike's notes.
Selina: If one person mentions Tom James to me, I'm gonna go piss in that punch bowl.
Gary: This country doesn't deserve you.
Selina: What is this Dixie cup shit show? It's like we teleported to post-Katrina Mississippi.
Gary: I know! There's no tablecloths.
Selina: Montez is really taking this Mexican thing too far.
Ben: As of a few minutes ago, Jonah and his merry band of jizz huffers drove their short bus right into the debt ceiling vote and T-boned the entire US economy.
Selina: Look at my neck. I have pardoned turkeys with fewer waddles. My neck does not look like that.
Gary: No, it doesn't.
Selina: Jesus Christ, underage Muslim brides are less traumatized at their unveiling.
Gary: And even they don't have to drink Coke Zero.
Jonah: A lot of people are saying that I shut down the government. You're damn right, I did! I shut down the government for wasting our money. I shut down the government for interfering with our clocks and watches. I shut down the post office because everybody just uses email anyway. I shut down NPR because they're a total snoozefest, and they said this shutdown was a bad idea. I shut down the national parks so that your parents will have to take you someplace cool on vacation, like Disney World or Cancun or Mexico. Are there any questions?
Shawnee: The congressman will not be taking any questions.
Jonah: The congressman will not be taking any questions.
Selina: It's like six degrees of Al-Qaeda in here. I hope we don't drone this place while we're in it.
Gary: That's Colonel Omar Al-Saleh. He's a Sudanese warlord. You cannot have a photo with him.
Selina: He's dressed like a doorman.
Selina: You don't just forget English. He just went full Chinaman on me.
Selina: What is the opposite of a warlord?
Richard: A peace lady?
Amy: Srey Lim, she's a Cambodian rights activist.
Selina: Perfect.
Amy: Oh, she was born with no legs.
Selina: What? Well, that's not gonna work, is it? How can I even do a walk and talk?
Jonah: And plus, the day after Daylight Saving Time, you're all messed up. One time, my mom brought in my breakfast an hour late like an idiot, so I just threw it on the floor and I said, "Mom, if I wanted to eat this, I would've eaten it an hour ago." But it threw off my whole bathroom schedule and I ended up having to poop in a Sunoco bathroom.
Buzzy: I call it Yoloha. It's a combination of YOLO and aloha.
Dan: Well, Buzzy, I think it's rad. Which is a combination of retarded and sad.
Selina: I don't know what this is. Is it something that you eat or is it something you already ate?
Gary: We are surrounded by land mines. You're just like Princess Di. But with a better nose, of course.
Selina: Oh, stop it.
Gary: You are!
Selina: Okay, you know what? Why don't you just go ahead, though?
Furlong: You know, Will here can't eat cheese. What happens when you eat cheese, Will?
Will: I go poo-poo in my panty-wanties.
Furlong: Fine, dinner, my house. Will one of you please bathe and dress him (Jonah)?
Ben: I call dress. Sorry, Kent.
Gary: Oh, my! Look at those curtains. Where can I get those?
Nyaring: I made them from my husband's death shroud.
Gary: Wow, look at you!
Selina: What a touching tribute, Nyaring.
Nyaring: No, it was a purposeful desecration of the man who beat and raped me.
Selina: Well, they go with everything.
Amy: There seems to be a problem with the plane.
Selina: What?
Richard: You know that little animal that Nathan Lane plays in "The Lion King"?
Gary: Oh, I love that guy!
Richard: Uh, so, three of those got caught in the engine.
Selina: I have to find out, what's Qatari for "morning after pill"?
Gary: Oh, my God.
Selina: It's probably a stoning, which would also do the trick.
Mike: Ben says Qataris are very good at inserting themselves.
Selina: You got that right.
Selina: Last time I checked, my political career had answered a Craigs List ad for a modeling shoot in the Angeles National Forest.
(Helicopter blades whirring)
Jaffar: Ah! Here's the Chinese.
Selina: Hmmm. Look, even their blinker is on.
Selina: Unless you're planning on knitting your semiconductors out of bamboo shoots and panda c*ck, you're gonna need every ounce of gallium you can get in Sudan.
Lu: Well, there are other sources.
Selina: Rots of ruck with that.
Selina: Confucius say fu**, yeah!
Selina: Isn't this a rush or what? Don't you feel it? (Jaffar pours champagne) I just want a tiny, tiny bit. I don't want this whole evening to go all Natalie Wood on me.
Selina: Mohammad H. Christ, that's my dissident.
Selina: What happened to the little girl who served us tea? I don't see her.
Nyaring: Oh, she was married to the village elder.
Selina: Ah.
Nyaring: Saturday.
Selina: Well, please send along my congratulations.
Mike: Turns out it wasn't zinc oxide. I was wearing cocoa butter.
Gary: You look like redheaded bacon.
Ben: Second goddamn floor, I can't even commit suicide.
Kent: I got a key to the roof. We could do a Butch-Sundance.
Ben: Nah, I'll just wait for cancer.
Selina: Every president since FDR has had a goddamn library, okay? Even that sanctimonious fraud Carter had a library.
Selina: I love this T-shirt, too. It's just so happy and wonderful! (CROWD CHEERING) Bye-bye! Thank you! Thank you.
(walks around the corner)
Selina: Get this T-shirt off of me. I look like I'm trying out for "The Price is Right."
Selina: Just do it before I melt down that whole collection and use it to wax Madame Tussauds' big, fat, nasty snatch!
Andrew: Hey, Mike, sorry. I gotta get running. But your investment is doing well.
Mike: I've never gotten a statement.
Andrew: Here's a statement your investment is doing quite well.
Jonah: I've been underestimated my entire life. Failure to thrive at birth fu** that. Puberty at 19. When it hit, it hit like a fu**ing thunderbolt. Third grade reading level in the tenth grade. Everything that I have been through in my entire life has only made me stronger and taller.
Richard: I can't believe I'm gonna be a father! A lot of responsibility.
Marjorie: You just signed away all responsibility.
Richard: I've never done this before.
Marjorie: You just go in the room and...
Richard: Uh, I've never shook the devil's hand.
Marjorie: Oh! - You mean masturbate?
Richard: Oh, self-husband. Does it hurt?
Catherine: Oh, no, Richard. It doesn't hurt.
Marjorie: No, but how is that possible?
Richard: Well, my family in Iowa was pretty religious. Grandma Splett always said that self-pleasure was a sin like microwaves or laughter.
Catherine: Do you need a minute or?
Richard: No. Worse comes to worst, I'll burn in hell like Grandma Splett.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Catherine: You know what? He has a really good heart.
(DOOR OPENS)
Richard: I'm sorry, I'm still understanding how the cup comes into play.
Catherine: Oh, you you just have to aim and and what...
Richard: How many of these do I need to fill up?
Catherine: Yeah, no, you just have to do one.
Richard: Just one? Okay. I think that'll be easier. How will I know when I'm done? You know, I'll figure it out. I'll probably figure it out.
Shawnee: (to Jonah) I chose your outfit for the day, but I'm donating the rest of your suits to a charity for rescued circus giraffes.
Jonah: Did my missing ball freak you out?
Shawnee: Honestly, it was one less thing to worry about.
Amy: (to Gary) You're as useless as a dick at a roller derby.
Dan: It would be uncharted territory for me. Sort of like Indiana Jones, I guess. Digging my way through the ancient ruins, hacking my way past the crazy cobwebs and snakes and shit, hoping my face doesn't melt when I open her up.
Kent: All right, the treasury secretary is meeting with House leadership about a hard date for the debt ceiling.
Jonah: Why do we always have to raise the ceiling?
Ben: So you don't scrape your head, you giant barbecue fork.
Kent: (to Jonah) Refer to your color-coded chart. I've become close with a woman at Kinko's who makes educational materials for preschoolers
Kent: The female form is a formidable adversary.
Ben: Well, ironically, I have bigger tits.
Selina: I'm gonna turn Mee-Maw's house into the Selina Meyer Presidential Birthplace and Library.
Richard: Just like FDR.
Selina: Yes!
Catherine: But wasn't Mee-Maw living in Palm Beach when you were born?
Selina: Catherine, I don't know! I was a baby.
Selina: Jesus Beverly Christ, I'm starving.
Selina: Eastern Shore, very classy. Fittingly, I lost my back-virginity in Assateague.
Richard: I once lost my wallet in Denver.
Sherman: Madam President, because of the actions of misguided reformers, our prison system is in grave danger of dropping below 135% occupancy.
Selina: Well, I think that I'm partially to blame for that because I let you out of one.
Selina: Gary, put CNN on right now.
Amy: Oh, it's CNN.com.
Selina: Oh, well, nobody looks at that.
Selina: God damn it, you guys, I am so hot. Oh. My tits feel like these hot pockets.
Mike: Do we have any Hot Pockets?
Gary: Good news is without the tampons, it's gonna free up some space in my bag.
Selina: Where are you gonna put yours?
CNN Commenter: Well, Meyer certainly would be a super left field choice
Selina: Super left field? I mean, is that even a position?
Gary: Mm-hmm, that was my position in Little League.
Richard: I was a pitcher's helper.
Selina: Well, hand me a cracker and spread it up with "I Can't Believe It's Not Menopause."
Doctor: We need to get you to a hospital.
Selina: You wanna knock me up, Doc? Just 'cause I can do it.
Catherine: Maybe we're just doing this wrong. I mean, all these tubes and jars. It just it doesn't feel organic.
Marjorie: Well, we could streamline the process. You could have direct sexual intercourse with the donor.
Catherine: Really?
Dan: That's interesting.
Catherine: I mean, I guess if you think that that would work. I'm willing to try anything.
Dan: Why don't we just puppy pile, okay? Then we'll all get a bite to eat afterwards, you know. See a movie or something. You know, we'll make it nice.
Marjorie: It could be interesting.
Selina: Can we get something for Mr. Walsh, please? Because he's the one who's really ailing and at death's door.
Gary: I'm I am? I'm at death's door? Oh, I'm at death's door? Listen, if I don't make it...
Selina: Gary, you're gonna be fine. You have plenty to live for, too.
Gary: (whimpers) I do?
Selina: Of course! Just think next year, you get to go to my library opening. And you get to buy my book.
Gary: Can't you just give me a copy?
Selina: Well, I can't be giving out free copies of the book 'cause think of the position that that would put me in.
Gary: Oh, I'm sorry.
Gary: I'm gonna I'm gonna have a party.
Selina: Oh, really?
Gary: In Alabama.
Selina: Oh, Alabama.
Gary: If I make it, will you come?
Selina: Yes. I will come.
Doctor: Ron Addis, Head of Cardiology.
Selina: Oh, Head of Cardiology for him? (points at Gary)
Doctor: No, ma'am. I'll be placing your stent.
Selina: Okay, thank God.
Selina: If they're wondering why I'm at the hospital, you just put that on Gary 'cause he had a massive heart attack, luckily.
Amy: No photos! (slaps the tablet out of a doctor's hand)
Doctor: I was accessing her medical history!
Jonah: Well, well, well. If it isn't the prodigal traitor come back home to suck on my giant congressional ball.
Richard: No it's Richard Splett.
Gary: Whoo, that Montez is a Latin piece of ass.
Selina: Okay, he's hallucinating.
Selina: This isn't unprecedented either, because President Taft was on the Supreme Court after he was president.
Amy: Yeah, and what's the first thing you remember about him?
Richard: He got stuck in a bathtub?
Selina: No, well, the second thing you remember about him.
Richard: He was buried in a piano case.
Selina: No, that's not right.
Richard: Ooh, Monday, it's the day after Daylight Saving Time. It's my favorite holiday 'cause it's like living in a tiny version of "Back to the Future."
Selina: I feel like my chest has been trampled in a Puerto Rican nightclub fire.
Gary: It's like I'm breathing through a tiny straw, you know?
Selina: Oh, a straw. Yeah, I want a water with a straw.
Selina: No, my legacy, guys, is me in a robe, taking guns from this guy, giving the death penalty to that guy. And they can't vote me out, right? It's for life. They're gonna have to carry me out of there with the gavel clenched in my cold, dead twat.
Richard: And for the vetting the Judiciary Committee has asked to send them everything that you've ever written on abortion.
Selina: Well, I can give them my actual abortion if I could find it lying around here somewhere.
Richard: I'll check the freezer.
Jonah: Are you gonna make a campaign contribution or what?
Sherman: You know what? I am.
Jonah: Getting paid, getting laid, son.
Sherman: Congressman Jonah Ryan.
Jonah: R-Y-A-N.
Sherman: Zero dollars and one cent.
Jonah: I "springed" backwards.
Ben: No, you spring forward!
Jonah: Have ever watched girls gymnastics? That makes no sense.
Ben: Listen to me, you plus-sized homunculus.
Jonah: Plus-sized what?
Kent: Homunculus. A human-shaped creature of medieval legend that Paracelsus claimed was created from putrefied sperm.
(About Selina becoming a Supreme Court Justice)
Gary: It would've been a shame to hide that body under a robe.
Gary: Aw, well, at least you made the short list.
Selina: How are you feeling, by the way?
Gary: Good.
Selina: Then shut the fu** up.
Man: Excuse me, it would be a great honor to introduce my daughter to the president of USA.
Selina: Hello! One day, you can grow up to be president.
Man: (to his daughter) No, not you! Your brother.
Jonah: This place sucks my ghost nard. Why couldn't you have gotten me on an international election watching trip to Hawaii?
Kent: Hawaii is rightfully a monarchy and will be again.
Jonah: Ooh, sex trafficking workshop.
Kent: It's an anti-sex trafficking workshop.
Jonah: Lame.
Ben: Look at us, just like the good, old days except shittier in every conceivable way.
Mike: Hey, hey, gang's all here. Maybe we can win an election for a change. That came out wrong.
Selina: Yeah, way wrong, right?
Ben: Secretary Doyle has picked you for elder statesman duty?
Gary: (aside) Jailbait statesman.
Selina: Congressman Ryan! I haven't spoken to you since the historic House vote. Yes, I just wanted to thank you for all that you've done for me, and I wanna let you know that I will destroy you in ways that are so creative, they will honor me for it at the Kennedy Center.
Jonah: I am gonna find ways to destroy you so hard that everybody at the Kennedy Center is gonna take a f**king massive shit.
Richard: It's really nice to see you.
Jonah: Hey, you wanna go monitor some dinner? I hear that horse is legal to eat here.
Dan: Ames, who's your favorite character on "Downton"?
Amy: I don't know. Abby, I guess.
Gary: Hey, ma'am, we have a situation with your hotel room.
Selina: What is it?
Gary: Your bidet is splashy and there's no terry cloth robe or shower cap.
Selina: Wait, you tested my bidet?
Jonah: Hi, what do you have that's like Spaghettios?
Gary: I went out to get a terry cloth robe and there was this crowd and I asked them where Nordstrom's was and then the next thing I know, they dyed my thumb and an old lady who smelled like cumin wouldn't stop hugging me!
Mike: Mine smelled like paprika.
Murman: I trust I have made myself suitably clear.
Selina: As clear as the coffee table Danny Thomas had his hookers sh** on. It's an American expression. Danny Thomas also founded the St.Jude's Hospital for Children, so.
Murman: Ah, yes, the yin and the yang.
Marjorie: If you could not ejaculate for the next 72 hours, that would be ideal.
Dan: Okay, uh, could we start the clock in, like, 30 minutes? ...actually, no, make it 40. The girl I'm thinking of likes to talk first.
Ben: That'll keep a lot of docents in Rockports.
Selina: I'd kill for a job where I could wear flats all day.
Selina: What about Georgian law?
Kent: There is literally no Georgian law. And I'm using "literally" correctly.
Minna: He has the soul of a poet.
Selina: Yeah, that and a car with a sunroof could've bought you my virginity in '83.
Minna: He weighted his boots and he jumped into an ice hole.
Selina: I'm so sorry, into what?
Minna: Into an ice hole. Like a hole they cut in the ice.
Selina: Eat the soup.
Gary: Why?
Selina: Because I'm hungry. I need to know if it's been poisoned.
Gary: Really?
Selina: Mm-hmm.
Gary: (stammering) I don't wanna do that.
Selina: Just a tiny, tiny taste.
Gary: (nervously slurps some soup) It's delicious.
Selina: Okay.
Gary: (to Mike) Is there anything happening to me?
Mike: I don't think so.
Selina: Oh, it has carrots in it. I'm not gonna eat that.
Minna: What did you think of Nikolai? Can I be uncharacteristically blunt with you? The poison? It did not engorge only his face, if you know what I mean. It also engorged his penis and made it very unusual texture of sea cucumber, so it's great for vaginal orgasms.
Selina: Oh, this is not gonna stand. This election's going down like Eleanor Roosevelt at Dinah Shore Weekend.
Selina: You're just in the middle of what we in America call...
Minna: A difficult situation...
Selina: ...a f**k fog.
Minna: Yes, and that as well. Yeah, in Finland, we call this the fever of the sausage.
Selina: I mean, honestly, that is the most grotesque country I have ever been to... and I have been all over Florida.
President Stevenson: (To Selina) Can you even have a library? Seems like it'd be more like a bookmobile.
Selina: Unlike small-town America, Andrew f**ks me in a way I really enjoy.
Selina: No Mrs. Hughes. She must be hanging from the rafters somewhere.
Selina: (referring to the other former Presidents) Former f**kers. This is as impromptu as a colonoscopy except with quadruple the assholes.
Gary: (About Selina's Library) Your outfits alone are gonna be a wing! Dresses, belts...
Selina: We need to tell them that the Kennedy Library is a reference point 'cause, you know, he was also a part-termer.
Furlong: (To a bald Jonah) Good luck getting your precious back from those mean hobbits, Smeagol.
Andrew: I have a Pakistani industrialist friend who's interested in donating $20 million if you get his cousin off the no-fly list.
Selina: As long as he promises not to blow up my library, I mean, I don't really give a shit.
Selina: In terms of the library, I really wanna have a reflecting pool someplace for people to come and sit and reflect on what this c**ksuck of a country did to me.
Richard: My pen's just out of ink. I'm gonna scratch it into the paper and then kind of go back over and trace over and see what I wrote before, like in a suspense movie.
Richard: Your undergrad alma mater, Smith College, said they were open to exploring.
Andrew: Just like a Smith girl, open to exploring.
Selina: Lesbians would really know how to run a library, I can tell you that much.
Kent: In order to find an ideal match, the restaurant, table, food, and time will be the same for every date to establish a control. The girl will be different.
Ben: Jesus, Kent. He's just gotta go to a Laundromat, meet a girl, take her to a movie, a little chit-chat, couple-three drinks, standard hayjay in the cab home, and a year later, he's a father. I mean, why do you make it so goddamn complicated?
Jonah: You know, one time, I tried hitting on a girl at a Laundromat. For somebody with broken English, she was real uppity.
Kent: There's your answer.
Regina: Do you remember that night junior year?
Selina: No.
Regina: Chardonnay on the quad after Julia Child Day?
Selina: You know what, I'm strictly a scotch girl and I always have been, so I never really experimented with Chardonnay. Um, so I think you've got me confused with somebody else.
Regina: I don't think I was confused.
Selina: Good for you.
Smith College Girl: That's our first woman president, y'all!
Gary: Yeah, holla, holla, holla.
Selina: Okay, so who's the big swinging dick at this fundraising gang bang tonight?
Andrew: David Sloane, hedge fund manager. He's in for a million, 1.5 if we can get his dyslexic daughter into Smith.
Selina: Well, maybe get her to write the check. Get 5.1 out of him.
Jonah's Date: So, luckily, the doctors were able to remove the mass without a full mastectomy, so I got to keep my nipple. Whoo-hoo, right?
Jonah: I'm gonna go ahead and be honest with you. That was the most disgusting story I've ever heard. Now I can't, I can't finish my chicken piccata.
Selina: I mean, I just can't believe I fell for it again!
Amy: Andrew is very hard to get rid of. He's like the herpes virus or an unwanted child.
Selina: In this case, he gave me both.
Selina: (to Gary) You just rolled your eyes like the world's bitchiest mime. Like you just did right there... and there it is again, see?
Selina: (to Catherine) I'm just getting drunk here on Gary's great bourbon from his inbred backwoods family.
Gary: What? There is zero inbreeding in my family.
Selina: Well, that's not true at all.
Gary: And only case of schizophrenia, but my uncle-grandpa had her sterilized, and we're all good now.
Mike: Apparently, Andrew kept referring to his penis as the "First Chubby".
Selina: I'm the only one who didn't do anything wrong in this "trif**kta. " And now I'm wearing the scarlet letter?
Gary: Oh, that is your color.
Amy: It's a piddly DUI. In Nevada, that's practically a resume builder. There's a guy driving drunk on the state flag right next to the guy beating his wife.
Jonah: You have a rockin' body.
Jonah's Date: Oh, thank you.
Jonah: You know, go ahead and order a dessert.
Amy: This is a big day, people. Campaign starts right now, because we are going to make Buddy Calhoun the next governor of this dried coyote turd of a state.
Buddy: Reminder Nevada is the Sagebrush State...
Amy: Yeah, so saddle up those emphysema tanks, you inbred cousin-f**kers, 'cause we are going to drag this state into the 20th century. That's right, I said 20th.
Selina: I'm doing my best to help the scholars of the future reckon with the Meyer years.
Dan: Year.
Uber Guy: (to Ben) Here at Uber and in the rest of the world the word Chinaman is considered inappropriate.
Ben: No, no, no. It's okay. My wife is Oriental. All of them have been. I kind of got yellow fev-ah.
Jonah: When I was a kid, I ate sloppy Joes, pizza on a bagel. The only green bean I ate was a green jelly bean and I grew up to be so tall, my stupid mom had to get a different car.
Selina: I've heard she's a complete gash and a half.
Selina: I feel like we're celebrating my frat house gang rape. Except I didn't even get a candlelight vigil.
Gary: I love candles.
Selina: You got to call Wilner at the "Times".
Richard: "Indianapolis Times," got it.
Andrew: I got an unofficial lunch with a potential big foreign donor for the Meyer Fund.
Richard: That could get us into trouble down the line.
Andrew: Senor Ocampo is having trouble nudging his visas through, so I called our friends over at the State Department.
Richard: That definitely will.
Furlong: (to a bald Jonah) A minute of your time, Congressman Powder?
Furlong: Do you know what the chief agricultural product of my district in Ohio is? I'll give you a hint looks like Will's wife's cl*t.
Jonah: Mangos?
Selina: Son of a Sam. Offices in the South Bronx? I can't stand this anymore.
Gary: We should be in the Meatpacking District. It's so chic.
Selina: This is the worst place they've ever stuffed an ex-president, and I'm including JFK's coffin.
Gary: Ooh, I'm gonna get you the same one.
Selina: You know what being an ex-president is like? It's like being a man's nipple. People go right by it to jerk off a dick.
Selina: Richard, from now on, I am going to be only about speaking engagements. Okay? Cha-king, cha-king, cha-king! Right?
Gary: It's cha-ching, cha-ching.
Selina: No, it's cha-king.
Marjorie: No, sir, ma'am. We can't do anything about AIDS.
Selina: Who are you, Ronald Reagan?
Selina: Get me whoever painted Ambassador Stone's wife and made her look like not a twat.
Buddy: Hey, babe?
Amy: We found a video of a woman who says she did cocaine with Governor Steptoe's wife in college.
Buddy: Wow.
Amy: Hey, Purple Mountain's Majesty, we need to put together an attack ad yester-the-f**k-day, so give me five options from "party girl" to "coke whore for c**k," you know?
Buddy: Oh, you know what? I actually went to high school with Kristin Steptoe and she's a lovely gal, so...
Amy: My guess is if you gave her a rail to snort off your dick, she would let you f**k the hole in her septum.
Jonah: I had to go through six weeks of chemotherapy. All my hair fell out, including my pubes, Dan.
Dan: Come on, you never had any pubes.
Dan: (to Jonah) Jesus, you look like you should be underground worshipping an atomic bomb, you human f**king Pap smear.
Amy: I am not some teased-haired casino cooze who will let you ji** all over her face with a handful of chips.
Buddy: I like that. Keep going.
Selina: I'm so sorry to hear about Uber.
Ben: Oh, God. A bunch of dumb-ass millennials, you know, too lazy to learn how to drive drunk.
Ben: Shlomo Tanz is radioactive. He can read the newspaper on the toilet by the light of his own shit.
Attendant: Right here, Madam President.
Gary: Do you want window or aisle?
Selina: I don't want anything here.
Tom: Vice President Meyer's got a nice familiar ring to it.
Selina: No, it doesn't.
Tom: Vice president, take it or leave it.
Selina: I wouldn't be your veep if there were a grassy knoll full of Jodie Foster fans in the front row at your inauguration.
Selina: General George Washington could climb out of his grave right now and I would rather eat out his zombified wooden a**hole twice a day than be his vice f**king f**king anything!
Kent: Last night I ran a flash poll on presidential scholars. They have rated you the 43rd most effective president ever.
Mike: Out of how many?
Kent: 44. You were right ahead of James Buchanan, who many feel caused the Civil War.
Selina: Kent, can you give a girl some warning next time before you jam it in the back door?
Kent: Data gives no warning, ma'am
Amy: Any chance Marjorie and Catherine want to get married?
Dan: There you go, first White House lesbian wedding. That'll get you in the history books.
Selina: Oh, God. I can't take that much acoustic guitar.
Selina: I want my Nobel Peace Prize! Legacy!
Ben: Legacy meeting adjourned.
Dan: Think I'm gonna need an agent, you know, someone who can take the Dan Egan brand to the next level.
Amy: Too bad Goebbels killed himself.
Selina: The only president to pee sitting down since FDR. Is that gonna be my legacy, Ben? Is it?
Ben: Well, I pee sitting down sometimes if it's gonna be a longy.
Selina: Okay, we've got to make Tibet happen. Go through the Qataris, okay? I bet there are a dozen of them right now at the Georgetown Four Seasons. Go to a Lamborghini dealership, you know? Wherever they have prostitutes. These guys could help you.
Richard: I'm finished with your brag wall. All the photos of you with the Washington elite.
Jonah: Are there any pictures where the president isn't yelling at me?
Jonah: (to Richard) I'm getting kind of hungry. Do you think you could find a lobbyist to take me out to lunch short notice? Try for Big Pharma. I hear they do The Palm.
Jonah: (to the male interns) I want you guys to get used to two things killing it daily on the Hill and nights rated PG-squirteen.
Interns: Baller.
Selina: Forgive me, President Lu, but I'm afraid I have to go and attend to the vote that is happening right now in our Senate. But feel free to follow along on the television or perhaps on one of the many bugs that you've planted throughout the White House.
Selina: God, I hate this country.
Gary: I know.
Gary: You f**kers. How dare you? That magnificent woman counted on you and you losers let her down.
Dan: (on the phone) Yeah, I got to call you back. Something amazing is happening.
Gary: All you f**king cared about was your stupid, bad selves. Your numbers your numbers are garbage. Your speeches, garbage. And you're supposed to give her advice? Is that right? All I heard was dumb, stupid I don't know what the f**k it was. Garbage?
Tom: Gary...
Gary: Oh, shut up! You screwed her the worst. In all the ways. (laughing) Oh, I know I know you make fun of me and I know that you think that I'm funny and I'm funny, ha, ha, ha. Well, at least I cared. I did my job! I f**king cared!
Ben: Well, that just kind of made this whole year worth it.
Ben: Are you here selling a young adult fiction idea, too? Mine takes place in an alternate timeline where overweight, alcoholic ex-chiefs of staff are considered a sexual prize.
Kent: Alternate timelines are a crutch for lazy sci-fi premises, e.g., "Star Trek" with the exception of "Deep Space Nine."
Ben: You should try your hand at romance novels.
Kent: I have.
Selina: I mean, if I had had 100 Richards, who knows what I could have done?
Richard: Probably a lot. Or it could turn out like one of those "Twilight Zone" scenarios where we all murder each other.
Selina: I don't even remember how to drive... I need a wallet... and stamps, I've got to get stamps.
Richard: My auntie used to talk about loneliness like that... We were pretty, pretty close, especially 'cause my mother was so much older. Old enough to be my grandmother, as a matter of fact.
Selina: Yeah.
Richard: Maybe my auntie was actually my real mother and my mother was actually my grandmother. Ah, wow, that's starting to make a whole lot of sense. Everybody knew about it but me, too.
Gary: Okay, you listen to me. Listen to me. They can take away your presidency, they can take away your power, they can take away your dignity, but what is the one thing that they cannot take away from you?
Selina: My beauty.
Gary: That's right. Let's go!
Furlong: (to Jonah) Take off those f**king glasses. You look like Clark Kent if they dug up Christopher Reeve's corpse to play the part.
Mike: This is Ellen, our new big girl. She's three.
Kent: Mike, she has the head circumference of a six-year-old.
Ellen: I'm six.
Mike: What did she say?
Selina: And where exactly in Ohio are you from, Laura?
Laura Montez: Um, well, I grew up right outside of Cleveland, but after, you know, 15 years, I feel like I am 100% New Mexican.
Selina: New Mexican, but not Mexican?
(Silence)
Selina: Why'd you do it, Andrew? I offered you secretary of state.
Doyle: You offered it to everybody in town.
Selina: Your head is so far up Montez's ass. Next time it's Alejandro's birthday, he's gonna come all over your face.
Doyle: Oh. (laughs gleefully)
Selina: That's the truth.
Tom: Madam President.
Selina: Oh, Senator James.
Tom: An historic day for womankind. What'd you think of the speech?
Selina: I had no idea her tits were that big.
The Eagle: Selina, good news. We found the missing Nevada ballots. You won.
Selina: All right, here we go. Alabama first in the alphabet, last in every other f**king thing.
Ben: I believe it's number one in easiest state to get away with murdering a black guy.
Catherine: While the public will always remember me as the little girl who fell off the stage twice in one evening, I'm a grown woman now with my own passions and interests.
Selina: President Nixon entered the room and, you know, he had his bow tie and his eyebrows. Daddy leaned in to me and he said, "You know, a lot of people don't like Nixon, but by God, they respect him. And that's you, peanut."
Jonah: You gotta come get me.
Richard: Okay, just drop a pin in Apple Maps and...
Jonah: I don't know how to drop a f**king pin.
Richard: Well, it's a really intuitive feature. Do you have iOS 9.2.3?
Tom: Did you ever play sports? Remember how no one ever wanted to play catcher? Playing catcher is kind of like being the economy czar. There's not a lot of glory, but a lot of squatting. A lot of asses in your face.
Bill Erickson: (to Catherine) At night when I dare to close my eyes, I dream about your mother losing and then coming upon her holding a cardboard sign at the bottom of a highway exit ramp. Now, if I were Tom James, I would just try to get three states to abstain and then it would go to the Senate, serving the president the most abject humiliation in the history of the United States. Oh, you know what the cardboard sign says?
Catherine: What does it say?
Bill Erickson: It says, "I'm so sorry, Bill Ericsson."
Selina: Well, I'll give you this... Candi Caruso would not eat this amount of shit.
Amy: Unless afterward she went into a bathroom stall and used the old two-fingered wood chipper.
Selina: Why would I want to stand next to a twig like that all day when I can stand next to you?
Selina: (to Catherine) No, darling, I didn't go to a mental hospital. I went to a spa.
Selina: (on the phone) Jonah, can you hear me?
Jonah: Yes, ma'am.
Selina: You listen to me, all right? You are already dead. What you do now you do for your family. You get yourself in there and you vote for me!
Selina: (Referring to her Mother's grave) It doesn't seem that deep. (To the Minister) Excuse me, should this be deeper?
Catherine: Have you ever lost a grandparent?
Dan: All my grandparents are dead. Wait. Um, no. One or two might still be alive.
Mike: We were really disappointed about the Chinese adoption sanctions. That... but on the bright side, I turned the nursery into a man cave for me. I mean, surround sound, 55-inch television screen. It actually cost the same as the kid, so it works out. I can't wait for Wendy to see it. She is gonna... possibly like it.
Dan: (to Catherine) Actually, I got a question for you. Is it weird going hallway to hallway with your mom's twin?
Dan: (to Richard) Get the Hunchback of Notre Hampshire down to the floor.
Selina: I trust the American people to make the right decision.
Catherine: What if you think they're gonna make a certain decision and they make a different decision and then it completely derails what you thought was gonna happen? And then your plans are different. (starts crying over her breakup with Marjorie)
Selina: Oh, honey, don't cry. Mommy's gonna get elected, honey.
Selina: My God, in 12 years, I'm gonna be a shriveled-up can of ass. Seriously, I can't... I mean, my political window just slams shut the second I can't wear sleeveless dresses.
Catherine: How would you describe Gary Walsh?
Gary: A kind person.
Furlong: Truck stop glory hole.
Mike: Can do a handstand still.
Jonah: Take the apple, Mrs. Sherman! Reach out and take it. Take the apple.
Man: Mr. Ryan. Mr. Ryan, would you please step back to your podium?
Jonah: She wouldn't take the apple. It was an endearing gesture...
(Selina on the phone To Amy)
Selina: Which one of you Johnny Appledick shit for brains came up with that bit?
Selina: He looked like Ike Turner handing Tina a snack.
Selina: So the Chinese are gonna be here any minute.
Gary: Yeah.
Selina: Beijing has demanded complete secrecy. So you're gonna have to keep Charles Ponzi and Pussy Riot away from me.
Gary: We Meyers are very resourceful.
Selina: You do know you're not really a member of my family, right?
Gary: I do.
Catherine: I just wanted to let you know that Marjorie is a raw food vegan and she's turned me into one.
Selina: Oh, so that's two things she's turned you into.
Selina: Catherine and Marjorie, can you gals go outside and get some wood to start a fire?
Marjorie: Ma'am, your daughter's dazzling eyes can start a fire themselves.
Selina: Okay, well, that's terrifying, but I actually do think we need to get some wood from outside.
Selina: (to Kent) What do you got going there, Depravey Crockett?
Kent: And as per usual, we raised the issue of the Dalai Lama and the Panchen Lama returning to Tibet.
Selina: Dalai Lama, I'm so sick of him.
Gary: He's insufferable.
Selina: (referring to Minna Hakkinen) How is it that that Asperger salad inserted herself into this situation?
Jeff: Hey, Slick. What's Blondie's situation? Does she choke for Coke?
Dan: You should ask her.
Selina: Yeah, I got Marjorie a gift, too. Um, right, Gary?
Gary: Yeah.
Selina: Yeah. It's beautiful...
Gary: Stuck in security.
Selina: Stuck in security. I don't know how that happened...
Gary: I got the tracking number.
Selina: This is an American geode, which symbolizes the solid foundation that we have between our two countries. And it sparkles like we hope our conversation will sparkle.
Translater: Thank you for this rock.
Selina: Oh. Um, and this wine from Napa Valley, California. And this additional wine, also from a local vineyard in, uh, New Zealand, which is local to us and it's also close to Asia, which makes it local to you as we are all local friends.
Dan: (on the phone) Ma'am, Jonah shot himself in the foot.
Selina: Oh, my God. What did he do this time?
Dan: No, he literally shot himself in the foot. We're in the ER.
Amy: Turn on CNN, ma'am. It's on right now.
Selina: Turn on the...
Jonah: (on TV) These are the woods where I used to hunt with my stepfather. And he taught me the proper...(GUNSHOT) (SCREAMING)
Mike: Jesus! Oh, my God.
Jonah: I'm okay.
Ben: (laughing)
Selina: Oh, my God. It's not funny, Ben.
Ben: (still laughing) I know, it's terrible.
Judy Sherman: Jonah shot himself in the eye with a rubber band in second grade. I tell him now what I told him then... guns can be dangerous.
Selina: So lay it on me. How bad is it?
Amy: (talking about Jonah's injury) It's a complicated fracture. Shattered some bone. They say it's gonna take...
Selina: No, not for him, for me.
Andrew: I know two million sounds like a lot, sweetie. It's not. It's a small price to pay to save the Brazilian rain forest.
Catherine: But aren't you cutting down the rain forest in order to build the resort?
Andrew: So we can conserve the rest. It's a virtuous cycle.
Selina: (referring to Catherine) Even labor and delivery with her was a nightmare.
Minna: Oh, yes? Why is that? You have a very narrow vagina?
Selina: Well, tight. In the States we say tight.
Minna: The Chinese economy is in a worse state than anyone realized. These sanctions, they are really crippling them. And Chi-Jang, he is a proud, stubborn man.
Selina: Like a Chinese Mr. Darcy.
Minna: But stupid also, like a Chinese Mr. Bingley.
Mike: I love Mary Poppins.
Minna: So if the United States lifts the sanctions and is prepared to meet their demands for industrial metals for the next 25 years, the Chinese might... might be prepared to discuss Tibet.
Selina: To bet on what?
Ben: Bono's gonna shit his sunglasses.
Selina: That is like some man on the moon legacy shit. My God, Selina Meyer, the woman who freed Tibet!
Selina: F**k those factories, man. I'm freeing Tibet!
Selina: (on the phone) Oh, my God. Congressman Ryan.
Jonah: Hello, Madam President. Or should I call you colleague now? I wouldn't. And I just want to let you know that I, Congressman Jonah Ryan, will personally deliver you the vote that delivers you the presidency.
Selina: That means so much to me.
Jonah: Ma'am, while I have you on the phone, New Hampshire is struggling with an epidemic of opiate addict...
Selina: (hangs up) Yeah, I'm not gonna...
Jeff: I can elect anyone in New Hampshire. I can elect a Muslim AIDS virus. A terrorist f**king AIDS virus in the tiniest suicide vest ever made, I could make it governor of New Hampshire.
Jonah: New Hampshire, wow. Wow, New Hampshire. Thank you.
(Cut to Dan and Amy)
Dan: Oh, my God. I did this.
Amy: We just elected Jonah to Congress.
(Cut back to Jonah)
Jonah: Looking around, I see so many familiar faces of people that supported me and believed in me. And I see a few that didn't. Like Jessica Thompson. Hey, Jessica. Jessica, I see you there. Yeah, it's been a long time since high school. I like what you did with your hair. Do you like what I did with my life? Jimmy O'Connor, I've been waiting 20 years to say this to you.(Cut back to Dan and Amy)
Dan: (fearful) Oh, my God, I did this.
Amy: You just elected Jonah to Congress.
(Cut back to Jonah)
Jonah: I'm not the spaz. I think that you are the spaz. But through it all, there was one person who truly believed in Jonah Ryan and that was Jonah Ryan.
Reporter: Mike, the navy doesn't even want the amphibious fighting boat anymore. Is it a coincidence that the plant that builds it is in Congresswoman Nickerson's district?
Mike: Jim, if our nation's enemies decide to drop the puck on hostilities, then our navy and our allies will be very glad we have the military capabilities we need.
Reporter: Drop the puck?
Mike: Common hockey term. Uh, Donna.
Reporter: Mike, question about the president's daughter Catherine. Is it true that...
Mike: Oh, I just heard the buzzer. That is the end of the third period. See you at the next face-off.
Mike: Ma'am, I'm getting a lot of press interest about Catherine and, you know, her condition.
Selina: What? She's a lesbian, Mike. She's not a werewolf. Although either one would explain why she never shaves her legs.
Jonah: How am I not on "The Hill's" 50 Hottest Staffers list this year?
Dan: This year? It's the 50 Hottest Staffers, Jonah, not the 50 people most likely to kill themselves before trial.
Selina: Roger, you want to walk us through the drill right now? And would you please, please try and keep it clean?
Roger Furlong: Madam President, tomorrow night is the president's annual holiday party for congressional members and their families. Ma'am, you'll need to make the initial approach. Ben will keep the offer straight. Kent will keep a running tally. Tom, you'll be in charge of putting out any fires. And once you're all done with them, I'll move in and squirt a half gallon of ropey jism into their modeled congressional cornholes.
Selina: Oh, you made it so far and then you just... (sighs) Tom, do you have anything that you would like to add?
Tom: No, Roger took my thing about ropey jism.
Ben: Yes?
Mike: I was just checking to see if there was another meeting about me.
Ben: Not today.
Jonah: As the late, great Lionel Richie once said, "Oh, what a feeling, I am dancing on the debt ceiling."
Dan: Okay, A: Lionel Richie is not dead, and B: what the f**k does that even mean?
Jonah: It's my personality that has gotten us this far.
Jeff: No, I am the one who got us this far, you sentient enema.
Selina: Are you wearing cologne?
Gary: A little.
Selina: (sniffs) Smells like birdseed.
Buddy: Hi. Carson City, Nevada.
Amy: Ah, Buddy Calhoun in a tie that's not made out of string.
Buddy: You're the only woman who's ever threatened to grate my balls over a bowl of spaghetti.
Amy: Night's still young. Knock yourself out.
Woman: Aren't you Gary Walsh?
Gary: What did I do?
Woman: You've got to come meet my daughter. She saw you in "The Hill." She's single, divorced, has a kid. But he's really a sweetheart.
Gary: Oh, how nice.
(They leave together)
Selina: God, I feel like somebody's playing a trick on him. They're about to dump a bucket of pig's blood on his head.
Selina: If you think that you are getting those worthless toy boats now, I'm gonna shut down those factories faster than you can bedazzle a f**king sweatshirt.
Nickerson: Let's cut the shit, Selina.
Selina: Oh, here it is.
Nickerson: All roads through Colorado go through me and the toll just went up.
Selina: You're playing a very dangerous game of chicken with the head f**king hen. 'Cause if I don't win the White House, O'Brien is gonna sink your stupid boats and you're gonna look like a hair-sprayed asshole in your 1980s mother-of-the-bride dress. And if I do win, I will have my administration come to your shitty little district and shake it to death like a Guatemalan nanny. And then I'm gonna have the IRS crawl so far up your husband's colon, he's gonna wish the only thing they find is more cancer.
Nickerson: Good God.
Selina: So can I count on your vote? Or do I need to shove a box of White House M&Ms up your stretched-out, six-baby vag?
(Gary groans)
Tom: So, next up on the hit parade, we get to decide which banks to bail out.
Selina: Well, I hope to fiscal f**k the fed has a trillion dollars stuffed in a mattress somewhere.
Selina: At least when Truman made the decision to drop the bomb, he wasn't f**king anyone in Hiroshima.
Ben: That we know of.
Selina: We need a Jonah whisperer, except somebody who's gonna, like, yell in his face and call him stupid.
Mike: Hey, how about an $80 in-home massage for 40 bucks?
Dan: With release?
Mike: No.
Dan: Then what's the point?
Jonah: Are you even getting any of this?
Catherine: Getting what?
Jonah: I was looking thoughtfully out the window. Some straight up JFK level shit.
Catherine: I was just getting some B-roll of the fax machine.
Selina: What would you guys do if you had to choose between your c**k and your balls?
Ben: I could lose them both. I mean, at this stage they're purely decorative.
Bill Ericsson: Tell the president no hard feelings. Oh, wait, that's right. I do have hard feelings. I'm consumed by them.
Leon: You should watch out, Amy. You don't want to be the face of C**tgate. Although you do have the perfect face for it.
Richard: Some bands we haven't used have sent some preemptive cease-and-desist orders. Sting, Bruce Springsteen... sent two letters, actually... and Enya.
Jonah: Enya? Send her a f**king cease-and-desist letter.
Tom: If we don't put a plan into action tomorrow morning, then by Monday we will be Greece. The country, not the musical.
Ben: I got an idea. You can clear your head out and have a little fun at the same time.
Selina: What?
Ben: Yeah, I'll call Jonah and Dan and you can tear them a six-pack of new assholes.
Selina: Oh, that does sound like fun.
(Ben makes the call)
Ben: Dan, you're on with the president.
Selina: Dan, I cannot f**king believe how terrible you are at your job. What, are you running on a platform of higher taxes and episiotomies?
Dan: Ma'am, we just... we need a little time.
Selina: Put that world's tallest pile of garbage on the phone right now.
Dan: It's the president. (hands the phone to Jonah)
Jonah: Hello, ma'am.
Selina: Hey, hunchback. I don't know what you've been doing instead of trying to win, but I'm gonna guess that it has the word anal in it. Now, you learn to control your co**sucking temper, otherwise I'm gonna come up there myself and I'm gonna shoot you in your f**king mouth.
Amy: (referring to Selina) She's becoming seriously unhinged. She has gone full metal Nixon.
Ben: Who do you think said it?
Amy: Well, we did. Me and Mike.
Ben: Oh, my God. I thought it was me.
Mike: No way.
Ben: No, I'm pretty sure I called her a c**t to the reporter who broke the story.
(Kent enters)
Kent: Amy, it's probable that your investigation has already determined that I was the one that called her a c**t. I'm hoping that my utility to the organization gives you reason to protect me on this. Also our friendship.
(Gary enters)
Gary: Hey, Ben?
Ben: Gary.
Gary: It was me. I called the president the C word.
Ben: No, you didn't.
Amy: Really?
Gary: I was so mad about her not wearing sunscreen, which is stupid, and I was like, "What an old crone."
Amy: A what?
Gary: An old crone, Amy.
Amy: Gary, C is for c**t.
Gary: What?
Amy: We all called her a c**t.
Gary: Oh, my God! What is wrong with you people?
Sue: Latest from Treasury is housing starts are down and unemployment's up.
Selina: Any chance we can switch those?
Sue: I'll turn the graphs upside down.
Selina: I've got to call all of these Congress people. Whip the vote. You understand that. Mommy's got to whip. Whip it good.
Jonah: You see the picture of Grover Cleveland? Is that a tear in his eye because he knows the rules aren't being respected?
Dan: You know, Jonah, I hope you die a horrible death choking on a red, glistening dog dick. Have a lovely Thanksgiving, Mrs. Ryan.
Selina: My eyelids are seriously starting to look like Keith Richards' ball sack.
Gary: Oh, please. He wishes.
Selina: ...and I'll look 10 years younger!
Gary: That would make you a baby.
Mike: I hate to admit it, but sometimes I'm scared of Wendy.
Ben: She still has a great rack, though.
Gary: She just had 10 years taken off her eyes.
Selina: Yes.
Ben: Well, I don't think they left yet.
Selina: What are you asking him for? (referring to Gary) He's not a doctor. I mean, he doesn't have any academic qualifications to speak of.
Gary: Well, I have a bachelor's degree in hotel management from Cornell University.
Selina: No, you don't.
Gary: (touches Selina's hand) It's okay. It's okay.
Selina: (scolding) Please don't keep touching me every day.
Ben: She's not not incapacitated. She's just not fully capacitated.
Mike: Hey, do you guys know a luxurious but super cheap hotel?
Ben: Yeah, in the Philippines.
Tom: Any news on Sherman?
Dan: CNN and Fox both say he's critical, but Fox says it with blonder hair and bigger tits.
Doyle: Seriously, I know he says he loves you, but if you don't press charges, he's gonna kill you someday.
Selina: I love it. Domestic abuse jokes. They just tickle me.
Dan: Look, I've got to run something by you.
Amy: I fully support your decision to live as an ugly woman.
Jeff: (Speaking to Kent) Excuse me? You don't give me names, Beardo. I give you names. So take your list, roll it up real tiny, attach it to the leg of a carrier pigeon, and have it fly up tubby's dick. (Referring to Ben)
Jonah: Ain't a challenge been invented Jonah Ryan can't do.
Richard: Ice bucket challenge. You backed out of that.
Jonah: Ice bucket challenge can suck my dick.
Richard: Well, it did raise a lot of awareness for whatever ALS is.
Selina: Somewhere in the world there's a woman exactly my age getting her *ussy eaten and I'm stuck here watching this.
Selina: Honey, if I wanted to talk to an unconscious person, I'd book a spot on Charlie Rose
Mike: Apparently they shut the turbines off if the wind speeds are too high.
Selina: Is it too late to turn them into oil derricks?
Selina: She's been at death's door like five times, but she always bounces back to life.
Gary: It's true.
Selina:She's like that guy... that guy...
Gary: Lazarus.
Selina: Rasputin.
Amy: Can you tell Huey, Louey and Rapey that it's stop the count now, and not count every vote.
Selina: Katherine, you are forbidden from saying the words Tim McGraw ever again.
Amy: Ma'am, I'm so, so sorry.
Selina: What? What happened?
Amy: What? Your mother. I read on HuffPo that she was in the hospital.
Selina: Amy, I thought you were talking about the recount. Don't ever, ever scare me like that again.
Selina: I'm going to be President. I'm going to be the first elected lady President. I'm going to have a lovely inauguration. Billy Joel is going to sing. So, you guys have to stop the recount.
Selina: She's a smart one. You can maybe pick up something from her.
Kent: I don't know if this provides any solace, but ever since your mother's health setback was announced, there has been an outpouring of support...
Selina: Oh.
Kent: ...that has driven up your favorables.
Selina: I'm talking about pulling the plug on my mother here. How is half a percentage point in the polls supposed to sweeten that shit biscuit?
Kent: More like double digits.
Selina: Really?
Selina: Now what I need is a quiet place to think that doesn't have Mike's stupid face in it.
Jonah: You can't put a Jonah Ryan on TV like that. 18 to 34-year-old women are gonna be distracted by that.
Dan: The only thing that women 18-34 are gonna do when they see you on camera is file a restraining order.
Richard: What do we want? To get the votes counted. When do we want it? Hopefully before the deadline.
Selina: Do you pray?
Gary: A lot.
Selina: What do you pray for?
Gary: You, you know...
Selina: Ease her passing. Ease it all. Yes. Ease it down the... the... Lord, let her daughter, Thy humble servant, be the first woman elected President of the United States. Please, this is so much to bear.
Gary: Oh, it is, Lord. It is.
Selina: Hear my prayer.
Gary: Hear her prayer.
Selina: Mee-Maw didn't know you weren't here, honey. She's brain dead. Baby doll, she was brain dead. We got good news about Nevada. (laughs)
Selina: Oh, my goodness. I feel like a bride! ...a sad bride because, of course, this is a day of grief.
Selina: Nevada is my state. I'm gonna be president. I'm gonna be the first elected lady president. I'm gonna have a lovely inauguration. Billy Joel is gonna sing. So you guys have to stop the recount.
Selina: You're gonna cancel this recount like Anne Frank's bat mitzvah.
Ben: Yeah, I'm on it, though I think the DJ already spent the deposit.
(Watching Jonah and Richard protest on television)
Selina: (sighs) Maybe I'll get assassinated.
Tom James: I'm so sorry for your loss.
Selina:Thank you very much. Thanks for being here, Tom. I appreciate it.
Tom James: I see that Charlie Baird is here.
Selina: Yes. Yeah, he flew in this morning.
Tom James: So who's fisting the American economy while he's here?
Catherine: Please let me play the Tim McGraw song. Okay? I have it all cued up.
Selina: Seriously, Catherine, this is a funeral, not a NASCAR race.
Ben: I've just been kibitzing with the Qatari ambassador, Mohammed bin Nasser bin Khalifa Al Jaffar.
Selina: Please don't have him sign the guest book.
Ben: Yeah, he comes bringing a message from China.
Selina: Why would China go through Qatar?
Ben: Qataris love to insert themselves. They're wet-fingered.
Selina: They're into ass play?
Ben: (licks his finger and holds it up in the air) No, they have a gift for sensing prevailing political winds.
Selina: I'll bet they're into ass play, too.
(At the funeral)
Ben: Karen couldn't stop the count. We officially lost Nevada, so we're gonna have to fight it out in Congress. And...
Selina: And what? What else?
Ben: With all the new votes going to O'Brien, we've... Kent.
Kent: We lost the popular vote.
Selina: (Begins to cry) Oh, God. Oh, wow.
Ben: I'm so sorry, ma'am. Sorry for your loss. Yeah.
Selina: Okay.
Kent: I grieve with thee.
Selina: (tearful) Thank you Kent.
Bob: Just let me win the Presidency for you, and then you can land Air Force One on the strip and piss in Caesar's fountain if you want.
Selina: Come on please Bob, I would never stay at Caesars.
Mike: The president has always placed great value on fiscal responsibility. In fact, as vice president, she was chairman of the Meyer Postal Commission, which reduced post office debt from 65 billion to just over 62 billion.
Ben: On the less shitty side, people are really loving you and Charlie Baird. Even Wall Street's got a boner for you guys.
Selina: Really? The market's up?
Ben: No, it's flat. But not down is straight up for us at this point.
Sue: Madam President, we have received word that Chinese hackers have now breached the National Security Council servers.
Selina: I got a great idea. Why don't we give the Chinese their own log-ins and passwords? Okay? Save everybody a lot of time.
Mike: Ma'am, the FDA is monitoring a salmonella outbreak at a Missouri chicken farm. Got a few fowl questions.
Selina: Charlie says O'Brien won't go down on his wife without biscuits and gravy.
Selina: Certification is tomorrow. I mean, seriously, do we have any reason to think that we're not as f**ked as a Senate page here?
Bob: Let me just take a meeting with Jim Whitman. And after I'm done dick slapping him, he will have agreed to delay certification.
Selina: Amy, set it up.
Amy: The injunction or the dick slapping?
Selina: Christ, Amy, the meeting.
Ben: Ma'am, weekly CIA briefing.
Selina: See? Crapistan's calling. That's what I'm talking about.
Selina: Catherine, do not use any of the vulgar parts.
Catherine: Yeah, but that's like all of it, Mom.
Selina: Well, then don't use it.
Catherine: But it's a doc.
Selina: A what?
Catherine: A documentary.
Selina: Then say that.
Dan: You didn't tell me she worked for CBS.
Amy: Oh! Oh, this is too good. Dan, Sophie doesn't work for CBS. She works for CVS. You sold your dick for bulk iced tea and off-brand cough syrup. Don't worry. You're gonna look really cute in a blue vest.
Dan: I am not having a good year.
Mike: I'm back on food. Doctor says the cleanse caused no lasting damage.
Kent: The President is tweeting.
Mike: (panicked) She's tweeting?
Selina: Gary, I did it the way you showed me to do it.
Gary: But that's not the way I showed you to do...
Selina: That's exactly the way that you showed me to do it.
Gary: Do you want me to show you again?
Selina: I'll tell you what I want you to do. Nothing, okay? That's your punishment. Get out.
Gary: Okay, I'll just go make some tea.
Selina: You better not!
Ben: Maybe the White House computers aren't as secure as we think. Maybe the firewalls have more holes in them than a gold digger's diaphragm.
Selina: My God, I hated those things.
Selina: So is that what I think happened? That China tweeted this?
Ben: Oh, no, ma'am, no. You have no idea what happened.
Selina: I mean, can I really blame another country for something they didn't do?
Ben: It's been the cornerstone of American foreign policy since the Spanish American War.
Dan: Yeah, I think you're forgetting something, Amy, is that I still had sex with your sister, so... Good night, have a pleasant evening, and I had sex with your sister.
Amy: You might actually want to go to Rite Aid. Get some Valtrex.
Bob: Your instincts are telling you you should be strong.
Selina: Yes, you think my instincts are right?
Bob: Does a bear piss in the shower? You should lead.
Selina: I'm the leader.
Bob: You caught the fish, now gut the fish.
Selina: Gut the fish.
Bob: You're wearing the fireman's hat, now put out the fire.
Selina: Yes! This is better than phone sex.
Bob: Well, I just came.
Selina: All right, Amy, this meeting cannot make it past the School Book Depository.
Amy: I'm loading my gun and heading to the sixth floor.
Voice Message: (singing) This is Richard Splett and I'm here to say. You should leave a message for me every day.
Whitman: And at 6:00 P.M. tomorrow, every vote in this state will be counted and certified.
Richard: Well, not every vote. Funny thing about elections, historically there've always been leftover ballots. Sometimes up to 16 percent end up missing or thrown out.
Whitman: Is that what this is about? I'm so sorry for... The missing ballots in Washoe County. We looked all over for them, came up empty, so best of luck to you. And if you do happen to find as much as one new vote, we'll see you in court.
Richard: Thank you.
Amy: Holy bacon double Asperger's. How did you do that?
Richard: I'm sorry, what? Amy, what are your top five favorite De Niro movies? And you can't say "Meet the Parents" 'cause that's automatically number one.
Amy: (on the phone) Kent, it's Washoe County. Don't ask me how I know.
Selina: So what did I miss?
Charlie Baird: We just heard a lovely story about the Queen of England.
Selina: She's a f*cking c**t. You didn't hear it from me.
Selina: So figure that out and call me right back. I'm at Walter Reed. I'm meeting troops and shaking (pause) God only knows what.
Dan: She's changed her mind more times than a frickin' child molester at Disneyland.
Selina: Seriously, I'm more Hispanic than she is. You know? Where's she from, Santo Connecticut?
Ben: She summers in Vinyardo Del Martha.
Sue: Chinese hackers have breached White House employee files.
Selina: Maybe they can find out what some of these people are doing.
Gary: Ooh, tell me about it.
Ben: What in the lunatic f**k is the master cleanse? Sounds like Nazi domestic policy.
Kent: Little known fact about the Nazis. Their polling numbers within Germany, through the roof. Unbelievable numbers. (pause) Though also tragic.
Ben: The Jewish demo couldn't have been that good.
Richard: I could email you, or you could email me at splett2 at splettnet dot net. Splett1 is my father.
Bob: Lookie here. Ben Cafferty all grown up. We used to have a million nicknames for this guy. We called him Fatty Dicksuckle and B-B-Benny and the Jizz. Buttf**ker.
Ben: Buttf**ker, that's me. I can't believe you remembered my nickname.
Dan: After f**k, that is a comma. So it doesn't say "F**k Selina Meyer. "It says, you know, "F**k, Selina Meyer!"
Jonah: Genuine crocodile skin. Yeah, I'm gonna be pulling down Clint Eastwood cowboy movie style pussy in these things. Except I'm not the man with no name. I'm the man with mo' game.
Jonah: Can Paul McCartney teach Kid Rock how to be a good songwriter? I mean, that's a bad example. Kid Rock rules...
Selina: How is Susan?
Gary: (whispering) He's divorced.
Selina: Not in jail for what she did to you.
Richard: You should read C.S. Lewis's book on grief. It's not as fun as "The Lion, Witch, and the Wardrobe" series, - but it's still pretty good.
Sue: You have a meeting with Olympic medalists in five.
Selina: Special or normal?
Sue: Well, they seemed normal, but I'll confirm.
Ben: Ma'am, I don't think right now would be the best time for another banking task force.
Selina: No, I just want to have a quick banking task force.
Ben: With all due respect, ma'am, you know, the banks will still be, you know, raring to go for a task force, you know, when you're safely reelected.
Selina: I'm human, okay? I just I just sometimes need a little banking task force.
Ben: Well, ma'am, if you want, I can arrange a more discreet banking task force.
Selina: I don't want that kind of banking task force. I want the banking task force that I want.
Kent: What about Patty Driscoll from Deutsche Bank? She's very good. Might be nice to throw a woman in the mix.
Sue: Ma'am, Tom James is here sans appointment.
Selina: Bleh. Can you go tell him to f**k a bag of glass or something?
Selina: Hey, I'm gonna be president, so I can go take a shit in the Rose Garden if I want to.
Ben: We used to call that a Jimmy Carter.
Sophie: What happens in Vegas, it stays in Vegas.
Amy: We're not in Vegas.
Ben: You know, I was over in the East Wing and I saw a painting of Sue holding George Washington's horse.
Selina: He f**ked me and then he f**ked me? What, is he trying to f**k me?
Gary: I bet he's really sorry.
Dan: Remind me again what it is that you do that's so interesting.
Sophie: I work at CVS.
Dan: Really? CBS? I would love to work at CBS.
Amy: (texts) "Nightcap?"
Amy: (texts) "Nightcap?"
Amy: (texts) "Where r u?"
Amy: (texts) "Never mind going to bed"
Amy: (texts) "Nightcap?"
(later)
Ben: 23 messages? A nightcap? (texts) "I'm in DC".
Selina: As it turned out, there's a virtually unprecedented tie in the electoral college, a somewhat arcane institution that many scholars believe we should do away with.
Ben: Fantastic speech, ma'am. The three Ss strength, stability and bullshit.
Selina: I forgot to thank the voters for making our country look like a high school Spanish club.
Selina: Didn't those founding f**kers ever hear of an odd number?
Ben: Two great Greek contributions to society democracy and getting f**ked up the ass.
Selina: I've tried both and they're way overrated, like jazz.
Gary: My bowling coach used to say a tie was like kissing your sister.
Selina: Well, this feels like my sister took a shit on my chest.
Selina: Please, Catherine, stop with the whining, all right? You're gonna shatter the bulletproof glass in here.
Ben: Starting right after we address the situation in Yemen.
Selina: Honey, it's Yemen. Life gives you Yemen, you got to make Yemenade.
Selina: No, there's not gonna be a film. The only thing Catherine ever finished was an entire ice cream cake.
Selina: Quick thinking about Yemen, by the way.
Ben: Actually, four Christian missionaries burned to death.
Selina: Oh, even better.
Mike: I'm gonna be a dad.
Selina: You're a nincompoop. We are in the middle of a tied election. There is no time for some Chinese baby. Cancel it and see if you can get your money back.
Ben: Fortune cookie say you f**k up big-time, round eye.
Mike: Counting my steps.
Selina: Too bad you're not counting your missteps.
Ben: There's only one person I'd be more surprised to see today in the Roosevelt Room and that's Teddy f**king Roosevelt.
Ben: You're as welcome here as a swastika-shaped shit in a synagogue.
Sue: Madam President, Chinese hackers breached an NSA firewall earlier this morning.
Selina: Any chance they fixed the Wi-Fi?
Director of the Secret Service: Since you became president, we have been looking for a new lead agent for your detail.
Selina: Gosh, I like Bob. I mean, apart from the discolored tooth. But that's obviously not a reason to replace him.
Gary: Can they replace the tooth?
Selina: Kent. You already lost Nevada for me once.
Kent: 'Nev-add-a'.
Jonah: This is highly enriched weapons-grade bullshit. How dare she put you in charge of me?
Richard: It's an outrage is what it is.
Jonah: It is an outrage, you know? She's Uncle Dursley and she's got the great wizard Harry Potter living under the staircase. Do you see that? But what happens in the Harry Potter books? He rises up and he kills all the muggles.
Richard: I don't think that's what happens.
Selina: Gary, this is taking longer than it did for them to paint my f**king pool house.
Ben: (Referring to Selina's pimple) It's looking a little worse.
Amy: Wherever you stand in the room, it's still looking at you.
Ben: The Dow is dropping lower than my balls on a hot summer day... It's the f**king pimple. Zitzilla just stomped all over Wall Street.
Ben: Panic from the recount led to a huge sell-off and the market is so overmargined, blammo. They're already calling it Black Wednesday.
Selina: Jesus, it's only Wednesday?
Selina: What we have to do is hang a bell on this guy. He's completely off book.
Kent: No, ma'am, I think that means that he's learned all his lines and he no longer needs a script.
Selina: No, he's off book.
Sue: Off the hook?
Selina: No, he's deviating from the book of the things that he should do.
Ben: You mean off the rails.
Selina: Fine, he's off the rails.
Amy: Well, let's make Tom economy czar.
Selina: Yeah. We'll czar him. That'll give him something to do.
Ben: Ma'am, someone opened a Twitter account for the pimple. It's called POTUS. Pimple of the United States.
Amy: Whatever useless, vain, vapid thing you're doing right now, drop it.
Dan: Well, I am enjoying a delicious sandwich made even more delicious by the fact that there's a homeless guy watching me eat it.
Selina: I LBJ'd you, okay? I'm the LBJ queen and you are Sargent "Suck It" Shriver.
Selina: You can get rid of this Skittle that's embedded in my face.
Gary: She's also got a mole near her Spanx line and it's hidden...
Selina: Yeah, and this thing up my ass has got to get removed, too.
Selina: I don't mean this to sound insensitive, but don't you think that mudslides are the funniest kind of natural disasters?
Ben: I've always been partial to sinkholes. You know, ah!
Selina: Those are hilarious.
Kent: Nature's trapdoor.
Selina: Every difficult conversation starts with a sentence.
Selina: What the f**k is going on here? Why are they all white?
Ben: Looks like the NHL All-Star Weekend.
Ben: We need to round up some blacks and fast.
Assistant: (On the radio) We need to round up...
Ben: Don't say it over the radio, asshole.
Selina: Wow, he looks puffy on TV. Well, prison will get him in shape.
Selina: Well, I've asked America if she wants me to be her president. Now she's gonna give us her answer.
Gary: America doesn't just love you, ma'am, - she is in love with you.
Mike: We've lost Kentucky!
Dan: Amy, if he wins, our lobbying stock is gonna droop like a chimp's tits.
Dan: Well, on air I'm gonna keep in with her. Off air I'm telling the Nazis that she's hiding in the attic.
Gary: Yeah, Vermont! Yeah, Connecticut!
Selina: Okay, settle down. A bowl of hair could win those states.
Catherine: No one came out of the hearings unscathed, Bill. I had to ditch my fiance.
Bill: I'll be thinking about that while I'm with whichever guy makes me his prison fiance.
Sue: Politics bores me. It bores the living hell out of me. God, it's boring. Amy looks off her game, distracted.
Sue's Friend: I only really know Amy as the woman who rushed everywhere clutching her phone like it contained her frozen embryos.
Tom: O'Brien can't be president. He's still contracted to be the KFC logo.
Sue: Amy, I saw your instability on TV. Call me when you get this. Get someone else to dial if you're in a straightjacket.
Amy: I'm sounding shrill right now? Yeah, yeah, keep making that face implying that I'm shrill.
TV Announcer: We don't have a lot of good news for President Meyer.
Selina: Screw this whole sloppy, backseat blowjob of a night anyway. I don't give a shit.
Tom: Go back to the Shire, you f**king moonfaced hobbit.
Selina: Yeah!
Amy: (singing) It's a low turnout in Broward County tonight. Low turnout in Broward County tonight.
Tom: F**k lowa. I'd say nuke it, but I think someone already did.
Selina: God, I am so tense. I could crack a walnut in my ass.
Jonah: You guys remember my... you guys remember my catchphrase, right? Remember it? Just to jog your memory. Just remember, check 'em, don't neglect 'em.
Jonah: You guys remember the A-Team, right? A-Team? "I'm the A-Team". Mr. T... Um they were supposed to be on the run, but, you know, they were in a really distinctive van. Yeah, what was up... What was up with that?
Selina: You know, Catherine, men are horrible. Okay? I mean, I have to just tell it to you like it is, honey. But all men are awful. Really. And the key is to just find a man who's the least horrible.
Selina: How long was I gone?
Mike: About 20 minutes.
Selina: Is that it? God, it always seems longer with Catherine.
Selina: Jesus Christ, you know? You do your best. You try to serve the people and then they just f**k you over. And you know why? Because they're ignorant and they're dumb as shit. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is democracy.
Gary: Why are there so many amendments? Get it right the first time, people.
Amy: With all due respect, you need to get your shit together now, lady. Ma'am up. You're still the leader of the free world.
Selina: No, I'll tell you what's unprecedented, Kent. A tie is unprecedented. So is becoming the first lady president. So is that jackoff becoming president through the back door. Okay? The rule book's been torn up now and America is wiping its nasty ass with it.
Ms. Bennett: Do you recall a document shared on the J-drive titled the Jonad Files?
Dan: Uh, no. No, ma'am.
Amy: No. That doesn't ring a bell.
Ms. Bennett: So it's not a word combining Jonah and gonad?
Dan: Not to my knowledge.
Jonah: I can confirm that that is exactly what it is and Mr. Egan knows that.
Mr. Rakes: In fact, Mr. Egan, I was told that you encouraged staffers to add to this glossary of abuse.
Dan: I do not at this moment in time recall the action nor the document in question.
Mr. Rakes: Okay, maybe this will jog your memory. We have some extracts. J-Rock, Jizzy Gillespie, Jack and the Giant Jackoff, Gaylien, Tinkerballs, Wadzilla, One Erection--
Jonah: Do we have to go through all of these?
Mr. Wallace: I'm not sure that I see the relevance.
Mr. Rakes: The witnesses claim they held their former colleague in high regard and I am attempting to prove otherwise.
Mr. Wallace: Okay, yeah, sure. No, you can proceed.
Mr. Rakes: The Pointless Giant, The 60-Foot Virgin, Gimpanzee, Jonah Ono, Hagrid's Nutsack, Scrotum Pole, Transgenderformers, 12 Years a Slave to Jerking Off, Benedict Come In His Own Hand, Guyscraper, The Cloud Botherer, SupercalifragilisticexpialiDickCheese, Teenage Mutant Ninja Asshole, Spewbacca.
Jonah: My college friends called me Tall McCartney. I preferred that, that's a good nickname.
Tom James: Gary Walsh, you need to understand, is a 12-year-old boy trapped in the body of a 12-year-old girl.
Bill Ericsson: Where is Congresswoman Bennett?
Mrs Brewer: She is absent.
Bill Ericsson: Yes, I got that! I took noticing at high school!
Mr. Rakes: Can you tell us who was responsible for the data breach, Mr. Cafferty?
Ben: No.
Mr. Rakes: But you do know who was responsible?
Ben: No.
Mrs Brewer: Can you tell us anything at all about said data breach?
Ben: No.
Mr Rakes: Are you gonna continue to answer every question with a one-word answer Mr Cafferty?
Ben: No... I am not.
(regarding the children in the kindergarten)
Dan: You know at least three of these kids are probably mine.
Tom James: Everyone, shut your f**king holes!!! The president is not sick! You guys are! You're parasites, you're like an infestation of mediocrity! (to Bill Ericsson) I don't care if you're a 1950s radio broadcaster, (to Mike) you're Fozzie Bear that's been ripped up and used to smuggle heroin, (to Kent) and Nazi Doctor! (to Gary) I don't even know what the f**k you are! This is not about serving yourselves, this is about serving the President. So lets do that shall we?
Selina: Tom... I do the team talks, okay?
Tom James: You're absolutely right, ma'am.
Selina: And I agree with everything you just said, so get it together people!
Anna: Can I swear in front of you now?
Selina: No. You f**king can't!
Ben: So, uh, any other psychotic things we should know about you?
Tom: I think we should sterilize everyone in New Jersey.
Kent: Good idea!
Tom: I'm in favor of assisted dying to anyone who talks in a movie theatre...
Ben: That's forward thinking.
Tom: ...and I think we should legalise drugs.
Ben: Oh, yeah! I'll get the bong!
Tom: No, no, that last one, that's actually not a joke.
Jonah: (laughs) Set it up, knock it down! Tom James! (no-one else is laughing)
Tom: I'm serious. I think we should legalize drugs; having seeing what my son's been through, I think it's the only way.
(beat)
Mike: F**k my face.
Kent: Okay, uh...
Mike: If this gets out, my life's hell!
Tom: Guys, guys! Everybody, calm down.
Bill Ericsson: Yeah, let's just smoke a doobie and pop some ludes(!)
Kent: (re the intruder) I had not anticipated this; this, I had not anticipated.
Ben: Well that sounds like the world's worst Dr. Seuss book.
Tom James: (after hearing about the data leak) Y'know, I could kick over chairs and scream "How in the risen f**k did this happen". What's the point? It's done. I say we move on. Together, the Magnificent Seven!
Kent: He's really good.
Richard: It's cause there's seven of us!
Kent: I meant as a politician.
Richard: I know, I know.
Ben: It's like a morgue full of dead librarians.
Selina: I can't fall off, you know. I don't want to break a tit. They weren't cheap.
Selina: Your bike is a lot bigger than mine. I should be riding in a basket in the front like ET.
Mike: Great. Another hate text from Amy. "You looked sweaty on TV yesterday. Are you going through the change?"
Kent: I wish I understood vendettas. They're so time-consuming.
Selina: I'm going commando at tomorrow's pancake brunch.
Gary: What? No underwear?
Selina: What? No. Jesus Christ. Yeah, that'll win me the election. A nice shot of my beav.
Jonah: Jesus f**king Christ. You all look like me. This is a nightmare.
Mike: Okay, ma'am, what if you said this? Who's achin' for some bacon?
Selina: No.
Tom: Fun fact scopolamine was first used as a truth serum by the Czechoslovakian state police.
Mike: How is that fun?
Selina: Fun fact about the honeybee. Do you know how much honey a honeybee produces in its lifetime?
Beatrice: I do not.
Selina: Well it's either surprisingly little or surprisingly a lot.
Gary: You listen to me. You are Beyonce. He is backup bootie.
Tom: Sometimes you have to gamble. Unfortunately, our horse did not win.
Selina: No, it certainly didn't. It fell at the first fence and it got shot. And now some French f**ker's got it in a baguette.
Mike: Ma'am, we've also set up a tour of an egg plant. I mean a plant that packs eggs, not the big vegetable.
Tom James: What a great convention! Best one in four years.
Selina: Karen, what do you think of Pierce?
Karen: Well, I think there are pros and cons to every candidate, so we just need to weigh out the pros and cons.
Amy: Have you been sent from the future to destroy me, 'cause it's working! "I think that each candidate has merits and demerits, and I don't know my left buttcheek from my right buttcheek, but I believe in listening to both buttcheeks and then farting out my asshole mouth!" That's not even bullshit! Bullshitting takes talent, you have none! You are just a blah-blah-blah-blah bitch!
Selina: Okay, Amy, that is enough.
Amy: I have bitten my tongue so long, it looks like a dog's cushion. But no more! You have made it impossible to do this job. You have two settings--no decision and bad decision. I wouldn't let you run a bath without having the Coast Guard and the fire department standing by, but yet here you are running America. You are the worst thing that has happened to this country since food in buckets and maybe slavery! I've had enough. I'm gone.
Selina: (as Amy walks to the door) Well, I guess she's finished with her little...(Amy walks back to her) oh, nope, look at that, there's more.
Amy: You have achieved nothing apart from one thing. The fact that you are a woman means we will have no more women presidents because we tried one and she f**king sucked. Goodbye, ma'am.
Amy: I feel like I'm on a life support machine and the keep pulling the plug... to charge their phones!
Jonah: I f**king hate Kent. I'm gonna wipe that... neutral expression off his face.
(regarding Senator Doyle floundering during his speech on supporting LGBTQ people in sports)
Bill Ericsson: Sounds like he's learning a sex alphabet.
Ben: I've seen a salmon in a grizzly's mouth look less panicky than that!
Gary: Everyone knows that 'Q' means 'questioning'! (laughs)
Kent: Ironically, the straight guy is rather stiff around the gay guy.
Teddy: (to Jonah) Hey, I Am Groot, stop swapping spit here with pretty woman, and get me Brock and Hunter!
Ben: Hey, Dan.
Dan: Thought you resigned.
Ben: I guess the president changed her mind. It's a fickle world, my friend, and you've just been fickled.
(beat)
Dan: No. No, this is not--this is not real.
Ben: No, you're right Dan, it's a dream. And me and Kent are about to turn into two horny cheerleaders and start making out.
Dan: So am I fired? Please Ben, don't say that I'm fired.
Ben: You're not fired.
Dan: Oh, thank f**k for that.
Ben: Because you've just resigned.
Kent: It's a perfect fit. Worked on the Families First Bill, and handsome. Therefore, guilty looking.
Dan: No, no. No! I know about the targeting of bereaved families and the use of federal data!
Ben: You listen to me, you little f**king turd's assistant, you don't threaten the administration, because we will f**king destroy you! We'll skin you like a squirrel, clean you out like a dirty f**king chimney, and wear you like a glove puppet with my fingers sticking out of your dead f**king eyeballs!!
(beat)
Kent: I cannot endorse that message, but I do acknowledge it.
Dan: Sir?
Ben: Yes?
Dan: The HIV girl.
Ben: Yes?
Dan: The one that the president mentioned in the CBS interview.
Ben: Yes?
Dan: Alright, well, some people on Reddit put the details together and now the whole town knows who she is.
Ben: F**k! You know, I preferred when the Internet was just AltaVista and that little Star Wars kid! Dd we definitely out this girl?
Dan: Yeah.
Ben: Shit!
Dan: Only her doctor and her principal knew, now parents are keeping their kids home from school 'cause they don't want them to, quote, "catch AIDS."
Ben: Oh, there's a town with no Gay Pride parade or a goddamn library!
Bill Ericsson: Where did this data come from? How did we get her medical records, and why didn't we ask her parent's permission?
Ben: Oh thank you, Question Man! You've just saved the entire city! Or did you?
Mike: This is catching fire like a gas station in a Michael Bay movie.
Dan: What's our line here? Do we tell the president?
Ben: No! She's gonna panic! We gotta find out more facts, aright? Bozos, disassemble!
Selina: Who do you think you are? Gary Antoinette? Did somebody make you First Lady, because I don't remember marrying you Gary! I don't remember f**king you in Niagara Falls! I think I'd remember that!
Gary: Ma'am, I'm really sorry for the painting, and I'm really sorry for the spending, but you have to understand--
Selina: Oh, shut up! Just shut up! You are unimportant! And you have suckered onto me like some sort of a car window Garfield!
Gary: That is not true ma'am.
Selina: You think you're some sort of a big shot here? Oh, my God, you are not a big shot here, Gary! You're a middle-aged man who sanitizes my tweezers! God!
Gary: You're wrong.
Selina: Excuse me?!
Gary: When's Catherine's birthday?
Selina: June 8th--
Gary: Ninth.
Selina: Ninth!
Gary: Which senator's daughter's in rehab?
Selina: You're out of line, missy!
Gary: Geldray. What are you wearing tomorrow?
Selina: I don't know!
Gary: I do. I'm your calendar, I'm your Google, I'm your Wilson the volleyball!
Selina: No you're not!
Gary: Yes I am!!
Selina: NO YOU'RE NOT!
Gary: I have broken my body for you!
Selina: Oh, come on....
Gary: I've let myself be laughed at, I've let myself be humiliated, but I'm happy to do it! Most times, you don't even know that I exist, BUT I AM FU**ING EVERYTHING TO YOU!!
Selina: Oh, I am so happy to find somebody else to get me my hand cream!
Gary: Okay go!
Selina: Yeah!
Gary: Can you find somebody else who did what I did?!
(long pause, Gary's face turns to horror as realizes what he just implied)
Selina: You mean on Labor Day?
Gary: I didn't say that.
Selina: Yeah, you did, you ju- you just said 'Labor Day'.
Gary: I said I would never mention that ever.
Bill Ericsson: What is Gary doing? Trying to max out America?
Ben: Wow. Who knew they made lampshades out of unobtanium.
Patty: Okay, I will not hear a single bad word said about my friend Gary, but yeah! Yeah, he is out of control!
Ben: Did you see the cost of the dinner?
Bil Ericsson: This'll sting us; make us look decadent and remote.
Ben: Said the Princeton grad in the Valentino tux.
Sue: Does the president need to know she has a lot on her plate right now? No pun intended.
Bill Ericsson: That her bagman spends like a Babylonian king? Yes, I think so!
Ben: Well, you can tell her. She likes you.
Bill Ericsson: And I plan on keeping it that way, so I'll leave it to you.
Ben: Sue, would you like to tell the president?
Sue: Er, no I would not, but thank you for thinking of me.
Ben: (to Patty) You have a pretty good relationship with the president don't you? You guys talk--
Patty: (faking her phone ringing) Beep-boop-beep-boop. Hello? Yeah? Hi.
Kent: The only unthinkable thing is that anything is unthinkable.
Ben: Kent majored in fortune cookies.
Sue: I do not like to swear guys, but I think the 'S' is about to hit the 'F'.
Mike: The 'shit' is gonna to hit the 'f**k'?
Sue: No, 'F' is for 'fan', Mike, not 'f**k'. Why would shit hit f**k? Shit doesn't hit f**k.
Selina: Alright, so we'll 'c**k-thumb' the joint chiefs. What do you think they're gonna offer?
Ben: I don't know. Two, three billion? You know, maybe sell off a useless airfield?
Selina: Maybe we can put Afghanistan on eBay? Get about ten bucks for that.
Selina: This speech was supposed to perfectly define my presidency. Whole cities of children were gonna be saved from poverty. Instead now, that money is going to fund obsolete, metal...giant...dildos!
Furlong: I've read the speech, so my friends here--oh, sorry. Guys, this is the military industrial complex. Military industrial complex, these are the president's flying monkeys.
Amy: Is this about the submarine jobs?
Furlong: Ten f**king points to Elsa the Ice Queen!
Kent: Should we recalibrate our language, Roger?
Furlong: It's Congressman Furlong to you, Grey Elvis, and yes, this is about, specifically, nineteen hundred submarine jobs in my district that this announcement will torpedo!
Amy: The N6-20's are for a threat that doesn't exist! We may as well have an anti-unicorn strategy!
Mike: And they cost 50 billion dollars! 50 billion, and I'm gonna say dollars again, dollars!
Furlong: You think the whole sub is made in one place? Because the fin whatever the f**k, it comes from one factory in one state, and then this little round f**king window comes from another place! Right, and the fuel rods are from Cheesedick, Wisconsin! We are going to lose votes and seats everywhere, so take the periscope out of your asses, and look at the warhead of shit that's coming at you!
Ben: Hey, Dobby the House Elf. We've had enough. Just get out.
Furlong: Okay. Either way, bye-bye to the Families First Bill because the lawmakers in these districts are gonna Vulcan death-grip you to f**k. (makes Vulcan salute, then the middle finger) Live long and f**k off!
Sue: The oath will take place tomorrow at 12:00 noon.
Selina: Yes.
Sue: You will then acquire the nuclear codes.
Ben: Goodbye, China.
Amy: Thornhill, Chung, and Maddox are continuing on for now.
Selina: Those f**kers. God, can't we just take 'em out? Is Jack Ruby still alive?
Selina: God, there's so many people in here. It's like a Mormon orgy.
Amy: The presidential staff is merging with our staff, ma'am, so...
Sue: Ma'am? Secretary Maddox would like a meeting, stat.
Selina: No. Stat. He's useless. He's a one-inch c**k.
(whilst flying on Airforce One)
Dan: Maybe Chung didn't torture that guy, but he sure is waterboarding the f**k out of us in the polls.
Selina: Jesus. If I come in third, this could be the shortest administration in history.
Mike: Yeah, like a Snapchat presidency... No, that won't happen. (beat) isn't this plane amazing?
Ben: Yeah, can we fly it into Danny Chung?
Selina: I want you to be my acting chief of staff.
Ben: What?
Selina: Yeah. I need all your experience, buddy.
Ben: Don't ask me that.
Selina: But I am asking you that.
Ben: It just destroyed me. I mean, I was bulimic the whole first year, and I didn't even lose any weight from it.
Selina: No, you weren't. None of that is true. What are you even talking about? You told me you'd midwife me through this campaign. Do you remember that?
Ben: Yeah.
Selina: So guess what. I'm ten centimeters dilated. I'm fully effaced. I mean, this presidency is crowning. I need you. Ben, I swear to sweet Jesus Christ, if you don't do this, I'm gonna bring back Prohibition.
Selina: I am the most powerful person in the world. Is that correct? (All agree) Any f**k-up from now on is not just a f**k-up, it's my legacy. Got it?! No f**k-ups!
Mike: It's good we won Dixville Notch.
Dan: It's got a population of 12, Mike.
Mike: I know, Dan, but it's famous.
Gary: Our Lord Jesus started with 12.
Ben: Well, he didn't win New Hampshire either.
Dan: You know how you told me that Chung's unit in Iraq tortured that guy?
Ben: (looking around) I never said that.
Dan: Yeah, you did. We had a beer and you told me that.
Ben: No, you misheard me, Dan. Torture is a terrible thing. You know, I told you when I was telling you that I wasn't telling you what I told you. (points to Dan) The f**k stops here, Dan.
Amy: (regarding Richard and Kelly) I think they were deprived of fresh air at birth.
Jonah: Dan! What the f**k is this?
Dan: What are you talking about?
Jonah: You've got me buried so far into the West Wing, I'm practically in Pyongyang.
Dan: Jonah, you have a job in the White House, all right? That was the deal.
Jonah: I publically denounced the Internet, Dan, okay? Those are my people! I'm getting so much online hate. There are memes of me being burned alive.
Dan: Ooh, wow.
Jonah: There's one of me f**kin' a chicken while dressed as bin Laden.
Dan: The chicken is dressed as bin Laden or you're dressed as bin Laden?
Jonah: No, I'm dressed as bin Laden, Dan! And it's really well done. So it legitimately looks like I am engaging in bestiality while insulting 9/11 victims.
Dan: Hey, Jonah. You know, buddy, I have been mean and I'm sorry.
Jonah: What kind of idiot do you think I am?
Dan: Is there a choice?
Jonah: I only have one asset that you would be interested in and that's my Uncle Jeff's bucket of votes.
Dan: Great! So you'll get us Uncle Jeff?
Jonah: Oh no, I'm just gettin' started. I want West Exec parking for the Cube, and I want mess hall privileges.
Dan: No. That's that's impossible.
Jonah: Well, then you better "possible-ize" it, Dan. And I want somebody that works for me. I want an assistant, a gopher, a servant.
Dan: Oh, you want a Jonah?
Jonah: Yeah! I want a Jonah. And henceforth they will no longer be known as Jonahs. They'll be known as Jimmys or Pepes or Sarahs or whatever the f**k that person's name turns out to be. And you can't hire anyone named Jonah, okay? See, I'm on to you already.
Dan: Shit! I gotta go.
Jonah: You know what? They should be called Dans.
Selina: Hey, where is this photo op, Amy?
Amy: It's at a factory that makes protective gear for firefighters.
Gary: I think that's great, ma'am. Everybody loves firefighters. Everybody wants to keep them safe.
Selina: Yeah, everybody wants to f**k 'em, too. God, I would love to f**k a firefighter. Hey, I'm the president. I can f**k anybody I want now, right?
Amy: All the other ones have.
Amy: Don't get too concerned about New Hampshire, ma'am.
Selina: I came in third, Amy. Okay? Even the Nazis came in second.
Jonah: I screwed up, Mom. I should've never joined Maddox. Now he's finished, and I've come home to die.
Jonah's mom: Well, can your DC friends help?
Jonah: I don't have any friends in DC, Mom. They all call me a dick behind my back. But like, right behind my back so I can hear them.
Jonah: Someone has just flown two planes into my career.
Amy: (on Thornhill) Listen to this idiot. They're not even soundbites, they're just sounds.
Dan: Yeah, but it works, though, that's the thing. I mean, he cornholed us in Iowa.
Ben: Well, that's appropriate. It's the Corn State.
Selina: Are you okay?
Kent: Kind of... in a way, and also not. In a third way, both.
Selina: What are you talking about? What is it? Are we at war?
Kent: Ma'am, we're America, we're always at war.
Dan: Amy, I gotta say, you're doing a great job. Seriously, you do me better that I do me.
Amy: You do yourself a lot.
Selina: Well, there's just... there's just no way out of this. I mean, you know, not for a sitting Vice President... who's lost Iowa and New Hampshire. You know what V.P. stands for? It stands for "victory permaf**ked." I don't deserve it. You know? Goddammit. I don't, but you do, because you are all losers! Every motherf**king one of you! (pointing to Amy and Gary) Loser! Loser!
Furlong: Here's my favorite part, where they all pretend like they like each other. F**k Broadway, this is real acting.
Amy: If Thornhill strayed once, there may be others. Maybe a crack whore if we're lucky.
Catherine: Call me naive, but isn't that unethical?
Amy: You're naive. Welcome to politics.
Gary: What do you think of the new cut, huh? Do you like it?
Mike: Of course I don't f**king like it! It's the worst use of scissors since my failed vasectomy!
Gary: The elven look is in right now, I was reading about it.
Mike: People don't elect elves, okay. They put them to work in grottos or get them drunk at frat parties so they can toss them.
Gary: That's dwarves.
(Selina's eye continues to twitch visibly on camera)
Doyle: I can't watch this.
Furlong: Neither can she 'cause her f**king eyes don't work!
Amy: If there is any dirty trick I cannot stand, it is honesty.
Doyle: Now Maddox's daughter's gonna give her the bad news!
Furlong: "Daddy, you f**king blew it!"
Doyle: "Daddy, I've never been less proud of you!"
Amy: Okay, let's rehearse the debate. Congressman Furlong, can you be Joe Thornhill?
Furlong: Let's see. I don't know anything about NAFTA, but I do know about baseball. Baseball, baseball, baseball, look at my muscly chest, vote for me.
Amy: Ben, you're Owen Pierce.
Ben: Well I'm a baby-faced, know-nothing Congressman from Shitstain, Nevada, who's got the newly dropped balls enough to think that I can run for President.
Amy: Kent, you are former SecDef Maddox.
Furlong: Don't do the voice, though.
Kent: I've only ever used this voice, even as a young child.
Amy: Okay. SecDef Maddox, where do you stand on crime?
Kent: Well right now I'm coming across pretty hardline, so I'll go soft to outflank Mr. Chung.
Mike: Oh, well, I'm the hip hop governor of Minnesota, and I'm coming off as too soft, so I'll try to outhard SecDef Maddox.
Moderator: Governor Chung, we live in a time when young people find in increasingly hard to find work. How would you address this issue?
Ben: Ten bucks he says, "bring back the draft."
(regarding Selina promising to "repel" immigrants)
Doyle: I think I've endorsed a Nazi!
Furlong: It'd explain the Hitler haircut!
Gary: She's coming... she's coming...
Mike: I think Gary's about to come.
Kent: (on phone) Amy, the emu has landed. Jonah's in London.
Amy: Shit. Maddox must've sent him here to spy or something. Jonah Bond, 00-F**k-Off.
Ray: It's called cosmic balance. It's not anything the Buddha didn't talk about.
Ben: Yeah? Well, Buddha's got a big fat ass, Ray.
Ray: I believe in karma. Does that make me weird?
Dan/Mike/Ben: Yes!
Ray: Mike, what's your favorite part of this speech?
Mike: This is like Gettysburg. "Beneath the dark soil of Passchendale, 100,000 bodies still lie unaccounted for. Let today be their funeral service, and we their mourners."
Ray: How about this? "There's a whole lot of guys who never came home. Good guys. Here's to those guys."
Ben: Holy f**king Christ. What is that, Ray?
Selina: What a f**king misery marathon that was. (Looks around) Where is everybody?
Mike: Dan had a nervous collapse, Amy's taking him to the hospital, Ben went back to DC, Kent's firing Ray, and I'm in charge.
Selina: ...F**k.
Mike: I know, right?
Selina: I should just go back out there. Did you see that?
Mike: Yeah, I saw.
Selina: Why? Why am I in London talking about my enormous jiggly-ass ass?
Gary: Ma'am, but people love people who were, like, fat, then they're no longer fat.
Selina: No, they don't.
Gary: Right.
Selina: Fat people don't even vote. They can't even be bothered to get out of the house, you know? No food in the voting booth.
Kent: People are disturbed by your role--
Ray: Yeah, they think folks that are physical can't be cerebral, they think those two things are separate, that they're not... symbiotic.
Kent: No, no, no. You don't understand.
Ray: No, I do! I do. Look, people think that, you know, the fitness guy, how can he know about politics? I get you, Kent.
Kent: (groans in frustration) Again, I don't think you do. People think Selina's judgement is bad if she listens to people like you, whose beliefs are very stupid.
Ray: Because I am people.
Kent: Oh, you're not getting it.
Ray: You know, the brain is a muscle.
Kent: No, it isn't!
(later)
Kent: You really don't get it, so I'm going to keep this very simple: you're fired.
Ray: I get you. Very simple.
Kent: Yes, it is.
Ray: Great. I'm so pleased we had this talk. Let's see where we all are in a month or so.
Kent: (astounded) This is amazing.
Ray: Thank you.
Jonah: Let's check out your chart. Let's see how you're doing, here. Okay. All right. Dan Egan, 67, female. Unemployed campaign manager. Thirty different types of semen pumped from stomach, inverted nipples, abnormally high douche readings--that makes sense. Cancer of the soul, traces of dog excrement found around the corners of mouth. Chronic cretinism, leprosy, anal bleeding. Uh... tiny child balls?
Dan: (on phone, walking out) Yes, I've seen the numbers, Ken. I know that she's bleeding blue-collars. So we're gonna make her look f**king folksy in a London pub.
Mike: Wasn't it Oscar Wilde who said, "Dan's a f**king terrible campaign manager"?
Amy: I would like to shoot him, but there are no guns in this country.
Selina: Let's get the merry old f**k out of merry old England. Okay, I need to be driven to the airport at Diana speed. Okay, just more carefully, though, please.
Amy: This entourage is getting way too big. We're one day away from an omelette chef and a piano tuner.
Ben Caffrey: I wrote a sound bite once and had the entire crowd in tears. Even the police horses.
Amy: This is a gun show for women.
Selina: That's right.
Mike: Women with guns are less threatening, Ma'am.
Selina: Yeah, actually. Because they're not nut jobs. Case in point, by the way.
Amy: This could be good. 'Feminism Reloaded'.
Catherine: I actually enjoyed that gun show, you know? Once I got used to all the regular people and how fat they were, I really enjoyed it.
Joe Thornhill: (on TV) I'm just an honest Joe, and I like to speak my mind.
Selina: (to Ben) How much would I love to speak my mind on this campaign? Can you imagine if I did that? "Mississippi is chock full of a**holes, I don't trust the Chinese, and I gotta tell you something. I'm not gonna be able to pass a single piece of legislation that's really gonna make any f**k of a difference in your life." So how's that for my platform?
Ben: Got my vote.
Mike: You know, Dan, watching you try to be nice is like watching a baby smoke a cigarette. It's kind of cool, but also very disturbing.
Amy: You know, they say all babies are cute, but whoever they are should be stuck in a stroller and pushed into traffic.
Melissa: Nature is very important to Clovis. Here is some.
Selina: Well how do take care of the roots?
Melissa: Oh, these are synthetic.
Melissa: We have a saying here at Clovis: "dare to fail".
Selina: Well that's a job well done.
Selina: I'm taking these people back to dial-up, you know what I mean? They think they're kings of America.
Kent: Well, in a way they are.
Selina: No, they're not!
Kent: Okay, I take your point.
Selina: I know you're walking around here like you're C-3PO with a big brass shiny erection, but I've got news for you, this is kindergarten for cyber-brats. And I'll tell you something else: if you're over 30, check it out. (indicates an elderly cleaner nearby) That's where you're headed my friend, if you work here. I gotta go to the bathroom. Do they have a bathroom here, or do they put their turds up in the cloud?
Kent: Down the hall, to the right.
Selina: I hate this f**king place.
Gary: (holding dress) What do you think a theme, like a West Coast feel for tomorrow? I'm calling this Pacific Trim.
Selina: You know what "trim" is?
Gary: Yeah?
Selina: It's twat.
Kent: Ma'am, child care? Children are of no value. Forget child care.
Selina: Children are vital, Kenny Rogers. We're not all planning to die alone like you.
Catherine: Okay. Your big day is a travesty, all right? I get it. It's like my 21st birthday, or my 18th birthday, or every other birthday, okay? Your entire life has been leading up to this moment, and as a result of that, my entire life has been awful. Posing for Christmas cards, watching C-SPAN instead of Sesame Street, going to memorials of old Israeli men that I've never even heard of. I have had a hard, lonely, miserable life, and the only thing that is gonna make it worthwhile is if I become the daughter of the next President of the United States. So you need to go out there, and you need to stop behaving like a little bitch.
Selina: Okay, sweetie, I am not a bitch, but thanks. And that jacket doesn't work, by the way. You look like a waiter.
Catherine: Goddammit. (To Gary and Dan) It's okay. Fixed her.
Selina: I've decided that I'm going to let them dictate to me. Because that is my decision. Do you understand me? I am letting them do that. Get it?
Ben: Yes, ma'am.
Selina: Right. But they do not own me!
Ben: They really don't, ma'am.
Selina: No, they don't!
Dan: Look, I love abortion, okay? I am an abortionado. But I would go pro-life in a fetal f**king heartbeat if it meant winning.
Gary: About the campaign, I had an idea.
Selina: (handing him a used sanitary wipe) Here you go.
Gary: Instead of doing all this pre-campaigning, sometime in the next 24 hours, you grab a mic, you say, "I'm Selina Meyer, and I'm running for President of the United States."
Selina: I'm just gonna use the bathroom really quick.
Dan: You don't announce your candidacy while the incumbent is still warm. That's like trying to bang the widow at the funeral. You would have hear start her campaign with no strategy, no money, no staff except for (indicating himself...) Superman and (...and Amy) Wonder Woman over there, just, (super-cutesy) "I wanna be President."
Gary: Ma'am, I don't know if you just heard what he was saying...
Selina: No, I didn't hear what he was saying, but I agree with Dan. I completely appreciate your ideas, Gary.
Dan: No matter how dumb they are.
Guy in boat: Hey, I voted for you!
Selina: Thank you very much, sir! But I'm afraid you have to go to prison!
Dan: We need to pick a number.
Selina: No, I know, but I need to get clarity here. I'm not feeling it.
Dan: I was clear! I was clear! We just need to pick a f**king number, any f**king number. Give that f**king number to the f**king press, and go to f**king bed! I mean, how much more clarity do you need? You want to print it on a f**king t-shirt? Come on! (long awkward pause) I'm so sorry. I did not mean to blow up like that.
Selina: Well, um, I accept your apology while retaining the right to fire the f**k out of you. Shall I print that up on a T-shirt that I could give to you?
Amy: (to Dan) You have more nervous tics than a shoe bomber.
Dan: (as Amy pulls a phone out of her panties) You keep a second phone there? Hypocritical... and horny.
Photographer: One... two...
Amy: *hit on my *its! Maddox just resigned.
Jonah: Ah! You guys are just like two little pretty Easter eggs. I'd love to crack you open.
Dan: Hey, Hepatitis J. How's that pic you posted on your blog going, huh?
Jonah: It's a hashtag hurricane, bitch tits.
Dan: You don't think maybe you should take that down?
Jonah: You don't think you should go fist a chimp?
Jonah: Sir, please, don't take this away from me. The West Wing is part of my DNA, and vice-versa. Okay, this is a teachable moment, and I think from here on...
Kent: You're embarrassing yourself.
Jonah: Sir, I don't have anything else in my life.
Dan: He really doesn't.
Jonah: See? Exactly. Thank you, Dan... F**k you, Dan!
Kent: That'll be all, Mr. Ryan.
Jonah: Sir, did POTUS okay this?
Kent: Get him out of here!
Jonah: You think you've seen the end of Jonah Ryan? You haven't even seen the start of Jonah Ryan! I'm leaving here with my head held high, and my nuts hanging low on your mom's chin, Martin.
Ben: He isn't going to run again in two years.
Selina: Are you serious?
Ben: No, I'm Joan f**king Rivers. Of course I'm serious.
Roger: All right, let's get this over with ASAP. It's not gonna be easy with this big, gangly piss flap over here who moves like-- hey, what do you move like, Will?
Will: I move as slowly as a Mississippi detective investigating the murder of a young black man.
Roger: That's right.
Selina: Okay, now listen, I got this science fair thing. So I want to make my speech... a little bit more presidential.
Dan: Yeah.
Selina: Like I'm Marilyn Monroe, just JFK the f**k out of me.
Dan: Ooh, I got something.
Ed: Hey, Sue, don't talk to me that way, okay? You're the secretary to the vice president. That's like being Garfunkel's roadie, okay?
Dan: Was your mom plagiarizing the Bible when she said, "Oh God, oh God"?
Science nerd: When I grow up, I want to be vice president just like you.
Selina: Oh no, you don't. You want to be president.
Jonah: Hey, it's J-Diddy. Ladies get giddy.
Selina: Jonah. Hey, listen, settle something for me.
Jonah: Okay.
Selina: You like to have sex and you like to travel?
Jonah: Yes, ma'am.
Selina: Then you can f**k off.
Science nerd: You're not the president.
Ben: No, but you're not Justin Bieber either, are you, sport? Ma'am. POTUS is here.
Selina: Where? Has he been miniaturised?
Selina: Well, I have huge news. In fact, I guarantee you that my news is front-page news. Your news is probably more like a page six, Kardashian crap news.
Sue: Thank you so much for seeing me at such short notice, Mr. Davison.
Kent: Happy to, Miss Wilson. I'm an ardent admirer of your efficiency and precision.
Sue: Oh, well, in that case, let's get right to it.
Kent: Excellent. I respect your brevity. It's almost threatening.
Kent: Ma'am, my brain is at your service.
Selina: We'll see.
Selina: I've got to get out of here before I set fire to one of these nerds.
Jonah: Ma'am, of all the places that I have liaised, I have enjoyed liaising here the most.
Selina: Jonah, don't talk, don't stay. You need to f**k off and go back to Westworld.
Jonah: But, ma'am--
Selina: You need to f**k off.
Jonah: But, ma'am--
Selina: I said f**k off. Three f**ks, you're out.
Jonah: Yes, ma'am.
Secret Service Agent: Ma'am, the president has left the building.
Selina: Who gives a flying f**k?
Selina: I know what this is all about. This is a political prick tease today.
Mike: Yeah, and we're about to meet a bunch of pricks.
Ben: Yeah, of course you do, Jonah. You don't get the complexity. You're the world's biggest single-cell organism.
Selina: Hey, why doesn't POTUS just make an apology? I mean, I did and I was only, like, suicidal for a week.
Ben: Because he's a mess, alright. He's got a cave full of bats in his skull.
Selina: I took the heat for the spy. Don't I get any credit for that at all?
Ben: Yeah, so now we've got the judiciary committee subpoenaing us senseless, and on top of that, we got a rumour going around that says there's a challenger inside the party.
Selina: What? Who?
Ben: I dunno. One of Gaddafi's sons? They're polling better, so thank you very much for your help, but would you quit being so goddamned proactive? What are you going to do for an encore? Blow the opening day pitch out of your ass?
Selina: Ah, that's lovely. Is this what it's going to be like for the next two years?
Ben: Oh, my, yes. We are at DEFCON F**k.
Ben: Oh, no, that's a f**king wire brush to my hemorrhoids.
Selina: You smell that? Money. Hey, Dan?
Dan: Ma'am.
Selina: Have you heard anything about this Danny Chung playlist?
Dan: I just caught that, actually. Some smart stuff on there, too. Nas for the young folks, some Dean Martin for the retirees.
Selina: He just got one of his butt droids to do it, which is why I want you to do it for me, okay?
Dan: Your mix is my command.
Selina: Hey.
Mike: Hi. Uh, we told everyone you were delayed. But we're gonna have to cancel this thing, okay?
Selina: No. Mike, what are you talking about? I can't cancel my destiny.
Mike: Ma'am, look at you. You're wearing a robe. Unless you want to go down there and sing them a chorus of "Look At Me, I'm Sandra Dee," you can't go downstairs.
Jonah: Knock, knock! J-rock o'clock! Somebody order boom service? As a senior White House official I am commandeering this situation, Mike. Alright, what have you guys got for me?
Amy: Okay, she just walked through a glass door which is somewhat ironic, building up to an invisible primary, and she is temporarily insane on a cocktail of happy pills. Over to you. Captain.
(Jonah is dumbstruck with shock, his mouth wide open)
Mike: You just broke his brain, Amy.
Dan: Jesus, look at that stupid gaping mouth. Let's put stuff in it.
Selina: All I'm saying is that there are going to be difficult choices to make, you know? Like Sophie's Choice choices, except more important because it's gonna be about me.
Jonah: There's something so sexy about being in a hotel in the middle of the day, right?
Amy: Yep, four people to one toilet. You can hear everything that hits the water.
Gary: These flowers came for you from the Secretary of Defense Maddox.
Selina: Oh, let's see. "Good luck with your Fun Run. Try not to swear when the starter pistol goes off."
Dan: Come on.
Selina: He's just a varicose dick vein. I can't stand that guy.
Amy: How bad is she?
Doctor: She's fine. It's just superficial cuts.
Amy: Did you give her any painkillers, or...
Doctor: I didn't want to do that because she's already on St. John's Wort.
Dan: I think I got that off a Catholic schoolgirl once.
Amy: Oh. Dan.
Dan: This is awkward. Like catching your sister's eye at an orgy.
Amy: Well, my sister would never be at an orgy. Too uptight. She would want health records from everyone-- and just kill the momentum and...
Dan: Okay. I'm disappointed in you. This is behavior I would expect from myself. But from you? Uh-uh.
Amy: Let's cut the crap. We're both here for Chung.
Dan: So we both jump together. You know, Butch and Sundance.
Amy: Don't they both die?
Dan: No, not when they jump. They die at the end.
Amy: Ma'am. Uh, how are you?
Selina: Look, Amy, watch this. Look how tiny I can make myself. Watch this.
Amy: But the donor meeting has been cancelled, yes?
Selina: I'm not doing that thing. Seriously, screw all those people. God, I hope Iran drops a nuke on D.C.
Gary: Ooh.
Selina: Wouldn't that solve a lot of issues? Except Kent wouldn't go anywhere. He'd still be around. He's like an undead cockroach with his... It's true. He's got that blank look. I bet he doesn't even have a come face. Can you imagine f**king that guy?
Cody Marshall: They're expecting a puff piece.
Janet Ryland: Right.
Cody Marshall: There's the bluff puff, which we are going to start out with. You're her friend. You went to high school together. You guys like each other. Then we switch right over to rough puff. Nobody does rough puff like you. (Janet growls like a lioness.)
Janet Ryland: Thank you so much for inviting us into your home today, Madam Vice President.
Selina: It's certainly my pleasure.
Janet Ryland: I thought it might be fun to talk about what's original and what's been augmented over the years.
Selina: We're talking about the building, right?
Mike: Use the Force, ma'am.
Selina: I don't know what that means.
Selina: I was supposed to stress my successes. Instead I'm sitting there, stuffing my face with chicken.
Jonah: Great stuffing there, guys. Good stuff, thumbs up! It looks good on television!
Selina: Sometimes you have to act. Always you have to listen, because in politics a backbone and a heart are only as good as your ears. And my ears are my livelihood.
Gary: It looks like it's between you and me. Without me, this office would implode.
Sue: Gary, the Secret Service is calling you 'Girly Shirley Temple', so you need to just cut it.
Gary: Are you going to the G8 conference in London?
Jonah: Yes, I am, Gary. Thank you for asking. Yes, I am. It is a city where women are literally drunk all day.
Selena: You know, Jim, you're a lot older than me. If you die within the next six years, I will be attending your funeral and giving a eulogy when POTUS sends me there in his stead. And it is going to be full of subtext, chock-full of subtext.
Jim Marwood: Well, I look forward to that. Oh, wait, I'll be dead.
Sue: It looks like the NASA guys had to reschedule.
Gary: Oh, crap, I wanted to meet the NASA guys.
Mike: Gary, they don't even walk on the moon any more. They're basically a bunch of nerds who work in in a hangar.
Selena: (about her daughter) You know, all you ever want for these kids is to be happy and healthy and stay out of Middle East politics. So, two out of three ain't bad.
Selena: (after Mary's allergic reaction to the flowers) Gary, deflower the room.
Dan: That's a sentence I'd bet you thought you'd never hear!
Mike: Someone has resurrected "Meyer the Liar".
Selena: Just because my last name rhymes with "liar". How lucky am I that I am not Selena Mapist or Selena Medophile.
Dan: What's the whole not-drinking thing?
Ed Webster: I'm a Quaker.
Jonah: What?
Dan: Bullshit! No one's a f**king Quaker.
Jonah: You probably think that staying sober keeps you on top of your game. Well, guess what. I work hard and I play hard, bitch. That's my credo. I got that shit tattooed on my dick with room to spare.
Ed: Jonah, you're not even a man. You're like an early draft of a man, where they just sketched out a giant, mangled skeleton, but they didn't have time to add details, like pigment or self-respect. You're Frankenstein's monster, if his monster was made entirely of dead dicks.
Mike: (into his iPhone) Call Dickhead.
(Jonah's phone rings)
Kent: We're all on the same team here.
Furlong: Right, team F**k Up. Yeah, I've got my membership card here, somewhere, I can't find it.
Kent: You need to look at the bigger picture!
Doyle: Oh, I've seen the bigger picture! It show's POTUS lying to the American people! I'm telling you, this is not just a crisis, this is at least ten years of Oliver Stone movies!
Furlong: Yeah, and no the good ones. Not Platoon.
Doyle: I mean, what the f**k is wrong with you, Kent?! Seriously, when you pull the pin out, you're supposed to throw the grenade away. You don't stick it up your own fricking ass!
Ben: That I'd like to see.
Kent: Are you familiar with the Eye of Sauron? The fire-rimmed all-seeing eye from Tolkien's Lord of the Rings?
Mike: I think I caught it on a plane once.
Kent: The Eye of Sauron is the near-perfect analogue for the modern media. If we can draw the eye to Helsinki, then it won't be looking at what's going on here.
Mike: And what is exactly going on here?
Kent: I cannot tell you that, Mike.
Mike: Is Selina Gollum?
Gary: I'm the VP's bag-man. Which I believe in Finland you say kassi?
Mina Houkenen: Excuse me?
Gary: I'm a kassi.
(People around the table start tittering)
Mina Houkenen: Where did you get this translation from?
Gary: I have a Finnish friend in D.C. who works in the embassy and she gave me a lesson before I came.
Osmo Houkenen: You see, "kassi" is "bag", but it's not, uh, "bag-man". It's a-- a man-bag you know? (makes a cupping gesture with his hand)
Mina Houkenen: It is a container. It is a testicle container.
Dan: More apologizing, really? I apologized less after banging my brother's fianc
Kent: You sail, Mike? Have a boat?
Mike: Uh, yes, sir. An '87 Gulfstar 50.
Kent: Great cruiser.
Mike: Nothing fancy, but she gets the job done. You know, like a cast-iron skillet or Kevin Bacon.
Kent: I've got a Lagoon 380.
Mike: Catamaran?
Kent: Yeah.
Mike: That's real man's sailing. Leaning out in the tack, your big man balls dipping in the salty sea.
Kent: You're right there, my friend, yeah. I have no children and I wish for none, but she's my family.
Mike: (to Dan) You still pissed you can't get in with Kent? Nobody can, he's half-robot, half... robot. He's a robot.
Jonah: (about Selina's song 50 Ways to Win in Denver) I had to pretend not to like it to Kent while pretending to like it like he was pretending to like it, but he didn't actually like it, and I actually really liked it.
Kent: All I do is provide POTUS with the polls. Cold numbers.
Ben: God, I hate numbers. I mean there's cultures that don't even have any numbers, and they get along just fine!
Kent: I cook these noodles every day.
Jonah: Oh, the noodle analogy. You guys are gonna love this. (Kent glares) I will leave.
Kent: They need to be heated at 800 watts for 3:35. Any more and they'll dry out, any less and they will be flaccid and damp like a lady's hair in the rain.
Amy: Why are we talking about noodles?
Ben: No, let me rephrase that. Why the f**k are we talking about noodles?
Kent: I'll tell you why. Hostage crisis, noodles, same principle. Both require precision timing, neither should be rushed. Inaction only becomes untenable when more than 65% of Americans support intervention even with casualties.
Amy: So you'd like me to tell the Vice President we do nothing until then?
Kent: Waiting is not doing nothing. I choose to wait for my noodles even though my salivary glands are crying out to me like newly hatched birds. But they will thank me because I waited until... (snaps his fingers at the exact same moment as the microwave dings)
Ben: You just timed out that whole shit analogy for your little ding? That is f**king pathetic.
Amy: Christ, it's everywhere.
Dan: Alright, well, if it's just a film studies essay then...
Amy: No. Catherine's essay is about Emad Burnat's movie 5 Broken Cameras.
Dan: Alright, if Owen Wilson's not in it, I probably don't know it.
Amy: It's about non-violent Palestinian resistance to Israeli settlement of the West Bank.
Dan: That doesn't sounds like one of Owen's.
Amy: She talks about the masterly portrayal of brutal, illegal Israeli aggression.
Dan: Ouch.
Amy: We have to issue a statement.
Dan: All right, well, standard issue pro-Israeli, pro-Palestinian, but subtly more pro-Israeli statement. I mean, hit F9 and print that f**ker out.
Amy: No, this needs to be top-notch. This needs to be the Gettysburg Address of tightrope-walking, say-nothing bullshit.
Random Guy: I see you got a mention in "Playbook" yesterday.
Dan: Yep.
Random Guy: Awesome. I have a Google alert set up for your name.
Dan: Wow.
Random Guy: Hey, did you catch Krauthammer in the Post about the hostage situation?
Dan: Are you the guy that always says hi to me in the garage?
Random Guy: Yeah.
Dan: Yeah, I got to do some f**king weights. This is for rubber idiots.
Selina: We got to go. We're gonna go mix with the hicks.
Sue: Congressman Furlong called and he'd like some face time.
Selina: Okay, well, let's see, I'd rather set fire to my vulva. So that's a no.
Amy: He's in town trying to play nice for a possible Senate run in the next year or so.
Selina: Seriously?!
Mike: Roger Furlong trying to play nice is like Brando trying to play Annie.
Selina: That's a good one, Mike!
Selina: (on the phone with her ex-husband) No, I want Catherine to spend Thanksgiving with me, not some random boyfriend. And what about poor Memaw, who's guaranteed to be dead by March? (quietly to Amy) With any luck.
Jonah: Pardon me, West Wing. Pardon me. Excuse me. Oh, hello, little girl. Office of the president. Please step off to the side. Thank you. Ma'am, I have been charged with informing you that you need to get your daughter Catherine to apologize unequivocally and immediately.
Selina: Yeah? Well, go shit yourself, Long Tall Sally, because I will deal with my daughter in my own way on my own terms.
Jonah: Yes, ma'am.
Mike: Oh, here's your ma.
Selina: Hey, you got her? Hi, Catherine. How are you?
Catherine: Hi, Mom.
Selina: Okay, so they want me to go to a pig roast to meet a bunch of men who probably took turns to f**k the pig before they roasted it?
Amy: I wouldn't presume they took turns.
Selina: Let me tell you something. I'm going to that 4:30 meeting even if I have to get Sue to fly around the world the wrong way like Superman and reverse time. Do you understand that?
Mike: Jonah. Jonah, calm down. It's a plane with a logo. It's not Space Mountain. What the hell do you do on Air Force One, rub your dick on the seats?
Roger Furlong: You know, you're about as annoying as a condom filled with fire ants. How's that for a f**king metaphor?
Will: That's a simile, sir.
Roger Furlong: Shut your mouth, you fat girl.
Statistician 1: You're like Neo.
Dan: Wow.
Selina: What's a Neo?
Statistician 1: He's from The Matrix. Everything he does is awesome.
Statistician 2: The first movie. The sequels sucked.
Jonah: Guys, we agreed to let The Matrix debate lie.
Dan: Jesus, I can feel my virginity growing back in here.
Sue: Marion, listen very closely. You have as much chance of getting the Vice President on your show as you have of getting your husband to leave that cheerleader. (pause) Yes, Marion, we're all aware of that. Good-bye.
Selina: (very tired, hearing she has interviews to do) Oh, God.
Gary: Okay, I got coffee, I got ginseng, I got protein bars. You want some of those?
Selina: No.
Gary: No?
Selina: I need that stuff that junkies use. You know, when it takes a cop 15 bullets to put him down.
Amy: (to her sister) You have three kids by two different guys, maybe your last word should've been "no."
Dan Egan: (regarding Kent Davison) The Pol Pot of pie charts! Wow, that guy is ruthless!
Ben Cafferty: (regarding Kent Davison) He's got ice in his semen.
Selina: Okay, folks, Kent Davison is back. So, number one: what are we gonna do about it? Number two: why am I telling you this news? And number three: would you please hang up the phone because I'm the f**king Vice President of the United States and I have something to say.
Roger: Maybe you should make an address, okay? Talk about politics and America working together. People--
Selina: I know how to give a motherf**king speech! Don't you patronize me with your no-jaw. You, Congressman No-Jaw!
Mike: Ma'am, Martin Collins, the secret service guy we reassigned... he's back. He's been un-reassigned.
Selina: Are you kidding me?
Mike: Not great, admittedly.
Selina: "Not great, admittedly"? Yeah, that should be the title of my f**king memoir.
Mike: How you feeling?
Selina: Well, I'm a political leper, and I'm emotional time bomb. So here's an idea: let's put me onstage.
Gary: The thing about Ohio is the weather is completely schizophrenic.
Selina: I know.
Gary: We dress you wrong, you're either freezing like a popsicle or you're sweating like a hog. (she gives him a look) Or a ballerina or modern dancer.
Roger: Ah, I recognize you. You're one of Selina's little gay dwarves, aren't you? What, are you sappy? Is that it? Preppy?
Dan: Actually, my name is Dan Egan.
Selina: 'Cause of that smiling secret service guy, Amy, 66 percent disapprove. That's everyone in America who's awake right now.
(Regarding the likelihood of Dan appearing at a Congressional hearing)
Dan: Okay, let's say this does actually happen and I get called in, what's it like up there?
Larry: You know those dreams where your football coach is, like, screaming at you, you look down, you're dressed like Shirley Temple and all your teeth fall out? That's like a Disney version of the Congressional Committee! You're gonna get hometown, downtown questions, you'll catch bi-partisan shit, there's gonna be grandstanding, and if they smell blood, if they sense that you're going down and there's gonna be a kill, you might get what we call 'corpse-f**king'.
Dan: (horrified) Jesus fu-- 'Corpse-f**king'?!
Larry: That's what it's called. Where they take your mortal remains and have as much fun with it as they can. Because everybody wants to be the guy getting the TV sound byte, okay, and they're gonna be taking about you.
Selina: I think that Ted is getting ready to dump me. (Amy shakes her head) What is that... nodding thing supposed to mean?
Amy: No, no, my-- processing information. The nod of my head is like I'm buffering.
Selina: Oh, well, once your done buffering, what is it that you're thinking?
Amy: I don't know. Maybe the thrill is gone.
Selina: What do you mean?
Amy: Like the thrill of the whole power thing wore off. And now he just doesn't like what's un--
Selina: Doesn't like what?
Amy: He just doesn't-- doesn't really--
Selina: Okay, I think you'd better get out of my office.
Ted: Hey, you know what? Thanks for returning my call. The message was, "Please don't f**king call me again." So why don't you just take your beak and shove it up some corpse's ass, okay, you vulture motherf**ker?
Selina: Was that a journalist?
Ted: Yes.
Selina: Oh, God! What are you doing, Ted? You can't tell him to f**k his mother!
Ted: Her mother, actually.
Selina: What the hell.
Jonah: Hi, everybody. (no one says anything) So no apologies?
Amy: For what?
Jonah: Oh, for what? Oh. "Washington Post." Page 17. You've disclosed an email containing birthday gift suggestions for an unnamed White House aide. "Suggestion number one: a cake in the shape of a dick." (people laugh and Mike points to himself) "Suggestion number two: a smart new hat in the shape of a dick."
Dan: Oh, that made it in there!
Jonah: Everybody knows this is me, guys.
Gary: Selina's had a miscarriage.
Dan: Well, this is good for us.
Amy: Nicely done, Dandroid.
Mike: How is she?
Dan: Free from a major f**king political headache, I'd say.
Sue: That's deep space cold, Dan.
Mike: Explains why you piss liquid nitrogen.
Amy: Okay, there's a White House request to publish all the secret service office personnel records.
Selina: Are you kidding me? They want our records now? What are we gonna do?
Amy: Yeah...
Selina: What?
Amy: Well, we have to release those. And that has got me thinking why not release all of our f**king records? Full disclosure.
Selina: Are you serious?
Amy: Yeah, publish everything. All of our emails, all of our phone records.
Mike: Right, right, 'cause they won't have time to read everything. I mean, you can't read everything. I don't read half the stuff I'm supposed to.
Amy: So by showing that we have nothing to hide, then we can actually hide some stuff.
Selina: Dan, what do you think about this?
Dan: I just think that this could blow up in all of our faces.
Amy: Just because this isn't your baby, you don't care to-- God, I am so sorry.
Selina: Oh, it's fine. It's fine. I mean, it was like a heavy period. Don't worry about it. All right, you know what, guys? We're doing this. I've made the decision that we are going to release all of our correspondence. Full disclosure is now the name of the game. Mike will fill you in on the rest of it. Right, Mike?
Mike: Yes, ma'am.
Selina: Okay. Thank you. All right, obviously it is not gonna be full disclosure. Okay? It's gonna be partial disclosure light. We don't want to have a paper trail on clean jobs. There can be no- Are you writing that down? Why would you be writing that down? Nothing about Sidney Purcell having access to clean jobs, all right? We have to check Sue's calendar, make sure there are no meetings there that I did-didn't have.
Mike: The accidentally racist brochure that we had to shred.
Selina: Oh, we're gonna redact that for sure. But the thing is, is that I still think there needs to be something embarrassing in there. You know what I mean?
Amy: Sure.
Selina: So it doesn't look as if we've just airbrushed the nipples out of this f**king thing.
Jonah: (entering the office) White House is in the house. Everybody say way-o!
Selina: (turning away) The skyscraper of shit has arrived.
Selina: Mike, this is not a story. Collins made a bunch of faces, he was reassigned. That shouldn't be news. How in the hell did this happen? It's the secret service, for Christ's sake. Secret as in shut the f**k up. And service as in you work for me, okay? So why don't you shut the f**k up? We have an enemy and I want a name and a severed head that answers to that name, or would if it could still talk.
Amy: Selina might be pregnant. What do we wanna do?
Mike: Is this for real? 'Cause if it is, the best thing for her legacy is if she's assassinated before she starts showing.
Dan: So what do you think is she really pregnant?
Amy: How should I know?
Dan: You're a woman.
Amy: You think as a woman I might sense some disturbance in, f**king what, the lady matrix?
Amy: You okay? You seem to be phoning it in a little.
Selina: You know what, Amy? I'm the Veep I never wanted to be. I'm talking salad wraps and body mass index to these idiots.
Amy: You should really just go and--
Selina: Yeah, I know, feel my soul slide out of my ass.
Dan: Wait a second. So-- Ma'am-- So you're the one who's pregnant?
Selina: I might be pregnant.
Dan: So we're looking at a wedding.
Selina: Or a suicide. I haven't decided which.
Dan: (seeing a pregnancy test Amy is buying for Selina) Holy sh-- Are you pregnant? Amy, come on, career-wise, that's like joining Scientology or getting a f**king neck tattoo.
Amy: Thanks for the support.
Dan: So I guess you're gonna be needing maternity leave. I'd be the obvious choice for your replacement.
Amy: That is literally your first thought?
Dan: No. My first thought was, "there goes your figure," but I didn't say that because I thought it would be upsetting.
Amy: Thanks. You know, if it's a boy, maybe I'll name him after you. Call him F**k Weasel.
Selina: (after a secret service agent laughs at her joke) That was totally inappropriate.
Amy: Inappropriate.
Selina: That's not the first time that that's happened, by the way. He's not supposed to register emotion. He's supposed to be like a robot geisha.
Amy: I'll see to it.
Selina: Yeah.
Mike: You sure you're ready, Mr. Thrash Metal? Heard you only got two hours of sleep last night.
Dan: Yeah, well, with how many times you've got to get up and pee, Mike, I think we're about even.
Selina: Hey, have you boys read the latest draft of clean jobs?
Dan & Mike: Yes, ma'am.
Selina: Okay, so you've got your critiques all prepared?
Dan: Mm-hmm.
Mike: Mm-hmm.
Selina: Who's gonna go first?
Mike: Ladies first.
Selina: So you can be harsh. You don't need to hold back or anything.
Dan: Sure. This is class genocide.
Selina: This is this um, huh?
Dan: This is rich white people and their rich white champion Selina Meyer demanding an unproven solution to an unproven problem so they can sleep better at night. Who works for large polluting companies? Ordinary blue collar Americans. Who will get fired or have their wages cut to pay for these taxes? Ordinary moms and dads. Who will suffer when these companies are no longer competitive because of your high taxes and noncompliance penalties. This is cold, calculated, class genocide perpetrated by someone who is either evil or eligible to be held on a 5150 at a mental health facility. Shame on you, Selina Meyer.
Selina: Okay.
Dan: Remember that name. No one will want to call their child by that name. There are no more Adolfs. Soon there will be no more Selinas. You are looking at the last Selina. The Selina who killed America.
Selina: Wow.
Gary: Oh, my God, Dan. No more Selinas?
Selina: Okay. Quiet, okay? I don't need to hear you. Mike? Acchh...
Mike: My chief criticism is that I don't fully understand it. If I don't understand it...
Selina: All right, good job, dummy. Sit down.
Mike: You sure you set this meeting for 8:00 A.M. today?
Sue: Am I sure? (stares him down)
Mike: Okay, I'm sorry. Okay, of course you did. Of course. Please, stop staring at me like that. Undressing me with your eyes.
Sue: I'm adding more clothes, Mike.
Mike: Which way are you gonna vote?
Selina: The way that my principles and conscience tell me to go.
Amy: Okay.
Selina: Which way do you think that should be?
Lobbyist Sidney Purcell: I don't have any children. I have a niece and I f**king hate her.
Amy: How charming. I need to be getting home, so...
Lobbyist Sidney Purcell: You know I wanted to tell you if you think this bill of yours is gonna go the distance, then you must be even stupider than I think you are. And I should tell you, I think you're borderline developmentally disabled. This bill is a f**king disgrace, and I'm going to see to it personally that it gets chewed up like a dead prostitute in a wood chipper. Just wanted to let you know.
Selina: "Viagra Prohibitor"? Why, because when a guy's with me he doesn't need viagra?
Amy: No. It means that even if a guy uses it...
Selina: ...It doesn't work? They are saying that a prescription medication that is supposed to guarantee a strong and sustained erection in all men despite their age or their health is rendered ineffective by me? You know what? You no longer search on the nicknames.
Gary: God, no.
Amy: You said you had thick skin.
Gary: Wait wait wait, what about V-Pilf?
Amy: No, Gary.
Gary: That's flattering. You know what that means? Vice President I Would Like to, you know, fool around with.
Amy: F**k.
Gary: Okay.
Selina: Dan? Did your boyfriend know anything about this?
Dan: I was trying to use Jonah for intelligence!
Selina: That's like trying to use a croissant as a f**king dildo!
Dan: I thought--
Selina: No, no! Let me be more clear: it doesn't do the job, and it makes a f**king MESS! Get out of my office.
Amy: You know, democracy is fantastic but it is also f**king dull.
Jonah: So you're saying that just because I'm not as close to POTUS as you thought I was, that means that we can't hang out anymore?
Dan: What I"m saying, you f**king ape, is that you are a useless waste of f**king carbon. I've been trying to cynically use you, but you're so f**king low-rent, you can't even be exploited. Not to mention the fact any restaurant that serves anything in a f**kload is not a nice restaurant.
Jonah: Where is the bread in this place, asshole? And you, you upstate New York dickshit-
Dan: Watch it.
Jonah: Yeah, I'll talk about upstate New York. You guys think you're f**king New York, but you're not. And you with your perpetual 5:00 shadow, you're not that great to be around. I don't like you, Dan.
Gary: Oh, my God. Is she falling asleep?
Amy: No, she cannot fall asleep on live TV. Not on C-Span. The irony would be too huge.
Gary: What did you do?
Amy: You know what I did? I went to bed at 7:00 p.m.
Gary: Ooh.
Amy: 7:00 p.m. on a Saturday night. Even people who are dying of malaria stay up later than that.
Gary: Well, they can't sleep because they're coughing.
Dan: I'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight. That was f**kin' dark. You've gone up 10 levels in my estimation, by the way.
Amy: Which means I've gone down 100 in my own.
Dan: Sometimes you've gotta go down to go up.
Amy: Eh-- I am taking the credit for this. I tunneled through the shit, I get the dirty glory. It is me who tells Selina the good news.
Jonah: I'm gonna get back to the White House. God, I love saying that!
Selina: I'm the Vice President of the United States, you stupid little f**kers! These people should be begging me! That door should be half its height so that people can only approach me in my office on their goddamn, motherf**king knees.
Amy: Uh, Mike, have you announced Chuck yet?
Mike: I'm still working on it, Amy.
Amy: Oh, come on. This is not the Hoover Dam.
Mike: Yeah, it is the Hoover Dam... filled with shit. And when we announce Chuck Furnham, an ex-oil guy, on the clean jobs task force, do you know what happens with all that shit, Amy?
Amy: Uh, does it get used in a clumsy and unpleasant analogy by you?
Mike: Look, Amy, oil already hates me 'cause we're closing their tax loopholes and making them pay for cleanup, so now I'm eating everyone's shit. I'm like the last guy in a human centipede with this.
Amy: And there it is.
Gary: (after faking a call from POTUS) FYI, the President is not calling.
Selina: FYI, Gary, no shit.
Jonah: Whassup, as they say in the late '90s?
Selina: Hey, Jonah. Did the President cancel the Chinese premier to come to my 20th party?
Jonah: No, ma'am. Although I'm sure he wouldn't miss it for the world if it weren't for the fact that he runs the world. (Selina fakes a laugh) I'm sure his absence has nothing to do with your rift with the first lady.
Selina: What? There is no rift. It was one tiny little disagreement and everyone's making it out like we had a catfight in the map room or something.
Gary: She'd be a rough fighter, though. She's got big shoulders. Those aren't pads.
Senator Barbara Hallowes: You dumped my daughter by text and didn't even apologize.
Dan: No, I did. I signed off with colon open brackets.
Senator Barbara Hallowes: Listen, is Selina really trying to appease the oil lobby with Chuck Furnham?
Dan: I suppose Chuck could be viewed as a gesture.
Senator Barbara Hallowes: Chuck is a gesture all right. Do you know what these oil wise guys call him? They call him "who the f**k is Chuck Furnham?"
Gary: You're not gonna believe this. Selina is on next years list of hurricanes.
Selina: Ugh, shit! What if it hits and we get a headline saying "Selina causing large scale devastation."
Amy: People won't equate you with a natural disaster, ma'am.
Selina: Really, Amy? Cause I've met some people. Okay, real people. And I gotta tell ya a lot of 'em are f**king idiots.
Catherine: You guys, are we seriously gonna let the guy with the police sketch face of a rapist tell us what to do?
Amy: Uh... When was this Two point me meeting with Selina?
Dan: Oh, are you still tracking my every move? I thought we agreed to move on.
Amy: Move on from what? We dated for like a week. It was like getting over mild food poisoning.
Dan: Look, Amy, I am genuinely sorry that my arrival here has caused you to become so self-conscious and gain a little weight.
Amy: F**k point you.
Selina: Oh, my God, this heat is just unbearable.
Gary: I feel like a gecko.
Amy: Sorry to interrupt, but f**k-a-deedoo-dah, f**k-a-dee-ay! Martin at the White House.
Selina: What?
Amy: "Clean Jobs task force likely to be green lit!" Exclamation point.
Selina: Yeah! Oh, my God! That is so great for me!
Amy: And the country.
Selina: Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's what I meant. Oh, Amy. Good job, Amy.
Amy: That's why I get paid the medium bucks.
Selina: Come on, let's go somewhere. Let's meet the public.
Mike: You want to normalize it?
Selina: Yes, exactly. I want to meet some regulars normals. Where we gonna find them?
Mike: Photo op with the normals and the normalistas.
Dan: Jesus f**king Christ. All right, look, watch me, autismo. You take the little pod, put the little pod in the f**king hole, shut the f**king lid, hit the f**king button for two f**king seconds. Oh, it's so easy.
Gary: Too quick, I didn't see it.
Dan: Yeah, well, next time pack an espresso machine in your big f**kin' bitch bag.
Amy: So, Dan, Are you enjoying working for Hallowes?
Dan: Not really. She's middle of the road. She's mediocre, really. Of all the -ocres, she's the mediest.
Gary: (about the coffee machine) Do I add water to this machine? It's like a robot.
Dan: It's a nice bag, Gary.
Amy: You know, he calls that "The Leviathan."
Dan: Ooh, you got the nuclear codes in there, buddy?
Gary: (still about the machine) Is there a pouch or something that I put into this?
Jonah: Uh, guys, a man is dead. When a sexual harasser dies, we sign his wife's card. Okay? That's how Washington works.
Selina: Okay. What do you think of Dan?
Amy: Oh, Dan is a shit.
Selina: You want to expand on that?
Amy: Sure. He's a massive and total shit. When you first meet him, you think surely to God this man can't be as big a shit as he seems, but he is.
Selina: See, I--
Amy: 'Cause like if there were a book with covers made of shit, you'd think "That's intriguing. I wonder what's in this book that they saw fit to give it covers made of pure shit." And then you open it and... shit.
Amy: Mike, talk to me. I am in a room with three people and a f**kload of quiche.
Dan: I really admired your primaries campaign.
Selina: Oh, how nice. Thank you very much.
Dan: Two things I would have done differently.
Selina: Two things? Oh, no kidding. What are they?
Dan: I think you spent too much time in New Hampshire. That was in the bag. And the attack ads in Oregon came up four days too soon, made you seem mean before you had to be. But, I mean, hey, you're the old pro here.
Gary: Ooh!
Dan: You're the pro.
Hallowes: Hey, did you fire your tweet monkey yet? Because that guy is a weapons-grade retard.
Selina: I know.
Hallowes: I think you might have been hoist by your own retard there.
Dan: (laughs) That's a good one.
Mike: Just a small change in the speech.
Selina: What is that?
Mike: Plastics apparently talked to the President. The White House doesn't want us mentioning oil or cornstarch or plastic. Just wing it.
Selina: This has been pencil-f**ked completely?
Mike: Uh, yes, front and back. Very little romance.
Selina: That's the entire speech, okay? What's left here? I've got "hello" and I have... prepositions.
Dan: Take a good look at me, okay? Now ask yourself something, Mike. Is the man you're looking at gonna be in a position a year from now working above you or below you? 'Cause all ambition you had left your body a long time ago and now all you've got left in the last 10 remaining years of your working life is a damp apartment, cold crab cakes, and an invisible f**king dog.