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dianora2Sorry this is late. I was working all day on something for work that has completely numbed my brain, so I apologize in advance for any substandard quality commentary.
Tonight's episode is 1x12, "He Shall, From Time to Time," which, let's face it, is a pretty awesome episode. Also introduces us to the MS, so deal with that as you will.
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_jems_.
Bartlet is practicing for the State of the Union address. As you can see from Toby's expression, it is going swimmingly.
He also doesn't look so good. And for the next few pics I'm just going to use quotes because they're that damn funny. Plus I'm watching Flavor of Love, so, my time is limited.
JOSH: He’s pale and he’s sweating.
CJ: I know.
JOSH: You think he’s getting sick?
CJ: I don’t know.
JOSH: Are his glands swollen?
CJ: Damn.
JOSH: What?
CJ: You know what I forgot to do today?
JOSH: What?
CJ: I forgot to feel the President’s glands.
BARTLET: We meant “stronger” here, right?
SAM: What’s it say?
BARTLET: I’m proud to report our country’s stranger than it was a year ago?
SAM: That’s a typo.
BARTLET: Could go either way.
CJ: You should be taking something, sir.
BARTLET: I’m taking many things, C.J.
CJ: What are you taking?
BARTLET: I don’t know. My wife hands me pills. I swallow them with water.
SAM: Sir?
BARTLET: Vitamin C. Vitamin B. Is it possible I’m taking something called 'euthanasia?'
Hmmm, apparently the euthanasia joke gotten taken a little too seriously. Ha ha ha! I slay me!
Bartlet insists that he's fine. Just a touch of the flu.
BARTLET: Mrs. Landingham, how do I look to you?
MRS. LANDINGHAM: You’re a very handsome man, Mr. President.
But there's no time for wallowing, because it's off to the sit room! Something else with India and Pakistan and Kashmir. Yeah, I don't know.
Mandy tells Danny he looked cute with the full beard, just as CJ walks in. Ooooooh. *cues Flavor of Love music*
CJ gets all pass-hole agress-hole with Mandy. Right after this scene ended she threatened to spill beer in Mandy's weave.
After she cuts a bitch, CJ lets Leo know that the news about his dependency issues is going to hit the news tomorrow. Ouch.
Abbey shows up and gets all doctor-y and shit.
Hee hee hee dorky pajamas.
BARTLET: You’re very sexy when you’re in doctor mode you know that? Give me an IV/saline solution and 100 milligrams of Flumadine. Stat. I could jump you right now.
ABBEY: I could kill you right now.
BARTLET: My thing’s more fun.
Woe.
The requisite "explain things to the audience" scene.
JOSH: Someone from the line of succession is required to be absent from the State of the Union.
DONNA: Why?
JOSH: Donna?
DONNA: Wait, I know why. So if somebody blows up the building, nobody’s...
JOSH: Yes.
DONNA: Who are you gonna pick?
JOSH: Who do you think I should pick?
DONNA: I think you should pick me.
JOSH: You think so?
DONNA: Yeah, I’ll be good.
This wasn't the best quality cap, but I picked it because it's the one where they're both clearly amused. Something that I think got lost in later seasons is the fact that these are two people who simply enjoy each other's company. But, I digress.
CJ, Sam and Josh prep Leo for his press conference about his, you know, stuff. All is going well until Sam mentions that he wrote a defense of Leo to be issued by the President.
J'ACCUSE! I mean, Leo don't play that.
Awwww.
Leo faces the press. And a shiny blue light, apparently.
1. I love that Josh and Donna went out for food together.
2. I also love that Donna is eating ice cream or frozen yogurt or something when it's obviously cold out. My kind of gal.
JOSH: I read the statement you wrote for the President--sensational, Sam. I’m sorry no one’s gonna read it.
SAM: The President’s gonna read it. He’s reading it right now.
JOSH: Sam?
SAM: I don’t care.
JOSH: Leo’s gonna kill us!
SAM: I don’t care. Do you?
JOSH: Nah.
LUKE SKYWALKER: I care. /obscure Star Wars reference
Meanwhile, Toby takes a meeting with some Democratic leaders about NEA funding. Toby looks about as thrilled about it as I feel.
Mallory shows up to sing "Tomorrow," I mean, offer her father some support.
Which is all well and good until she inadvertently rats on Sam about the statement thing. Now Leo's pissed.
See?
LEO: Who gave it to him?
JOSH: I did.
SAM: I did.
LEO: What, you’re giving me Abbott and Costello?
SAM: I did.
DIA: Gay.
Abbey tells Mallory she has an itch for Sam Seaborn. I think some calamine lotion might take care of that.
Abbey tells Leo that Jed has multiple sclerosis. Ohnoes!
BARTLET: I don’t understand. Don’t any of these characters have jobs?
CHARLIE: I don’t know, Mr. President. I think one of them is a surgeon.
BARTLET: They seem to have a lot of free time in the middle of the day.
As a soap opera viewer, I have to say that is just about the funniest line in the history of the world.
Toby is still in the meeting from hell, but he just had an epiphany or something, so I guess that's good.
MARBURY: You know, there are some marvelous flu remedies known in the certain remote parts of the subcontinent. Licorice root, for instance, combined with bamboo sap and a strong shot of whiskey. Ginger root, also, mixed with, uh, citrus peel.
BARTLET: And a strong shot of whiskey?
MARBURY: Yes, of course. In fact, you can throw out the ginger root and citrus peel, and still be well in your way.
BARTLET: You know, I was watching a television program before with a sort of a roving moderator who spoke to a seated panel of young women who are having some sort of problems with their boyfriends. Apparently, because the boyfriends have all slept with the girlfriend’s mothers. Then they brought all the boyfriends out and they fought right there on television. Toby, tell me, these people don’t vote, do they?
(Sorkin said in an interview that he essentially gave Bartlet MS just so he could have him at home watching TV in the middle of the day. Dude, you couldn't have just given him an earache or something?)
BARTLET: What’s on your mind?
TOBY: The era of big government is over.
BARTLET: You want to cut the line?
TOBY: I want to change the sentiment. We’re running away from ourselves, and I know we can score
points that way. I was the principle architect in that campaign strategy, right along with you, Josh. But we’re here now. Tomorrow night, we do an immense thing. We have to say what we feel. That government, no matter what its failures are in the past, and in times to come, for that matter, the government can be a place where people come together and where no one gets left behind. No one... gets left behind, an instrument of...good. I have no trouble understanding why the line tested well, Josh, but I don’t think that means we should say it. I think that means we should...change it.
BARTLET: I think so, too. What do you think, Josh?
JOSH: I make it a point never to disagree with Toby when he’s right, Mr. President.
I make it a point never to disagree with Josh when he's hot.
I find this hot, too, although I can't articulate why. Anyway, Sam is confused as to whether Mallory likes him or not.
Well, that should clear up any confusion.
Or...maybe not.
Bomp chicka bomp bomp...
CJ is inspired by all the kissing. "I thought what I’d do is kiss you, you know, on the mouth, then I’d just get past it...I’d just get past it, and I’ll be able to give my work the kind of concentration it really deserves."
One of the all-time great TV kisses. They way their hands clasp in the middle of it? So awesome.
Here's another angle for you crazy kids. Don't say I never did anything for you.
CJ tries to leave her own office and take the fish with her. Hee hee hee.
Something happened with India and now Lord John can leave. I don't know. I just like that Marbury has those eyeglass chains like the old ladies who work at JC Penney.
Toby and Sam rock da hizzouse, yo.
The Secretary of Agriculture is chosen to stay behind to -- OH MY GOD! IT'S THE MAYOR! RUN, BARTLET, RUN!
*cough*
I mean, um, look, it's star of stage and screen Harry Groener! And he totally kissed up to Bartlet by bringing him the Constitution translated into Latin. Nerd.
BARTLET: You have a best friend?
HARRY GROENER: Yes, sir.
BARTLET: Is he smarter than you?
HARRY GROENER: Yes, sir.
BARTLET: Would you trust him with your life?
HARRY GROENER: Yes, sir.
BARTLET: That’s your chief of staff.
DIA: *wibble*
That's all, folks! Any excessive ghetto flavor can be blamed on Flavor Flav's pernicious influence.
Tonight's episode is 1x12, "He Shall, From Time to Time," which, let's face it, is a pretty awesome episode. Also introduces us to the MS, so deal with that as you will.
All caps by
_jems_.Bartlet is practicing for the State of the Union address. As you can see from Toby's expression, it is going swimmingly.
He also doesn't look so good. And for the next few pics I'm just going to use quotes because they're that damn funny. Plus I'm watching Flavor of Love, so, my time is limited.
JOSH: He’s pale and he’s sweating.
CJ: I know.
JOSH: You think he’s getting sick?
CJ: I don’t know.
JOSH: Are his glands swollen?
CJ: Damn.
JOSH: What?
CJ: You know what I forgot to do today?
JOSH: What?
CJ: I forgot to feel the President’s glands.
BARTLET: We meant “stronger” here, right?
SAM: What’s it say?
BARTLET: I’m proud to report our country’s stranger than it was a year ago?
SAM: That’s a typo.
BARTLET: Could go either way.
CJ: You should be taking something, sir.
BARTLET: I’m taking many things, C.J.
CJ: What are you taking?
BARTLET: I don’t know. My wife hands me pills. I swallow them with water.
SAM: Sir?
BARTLET: Vitamin C. Vitamin B. Is it possible I’m taking something called 'euthanasia?'
Hmmm, apparently the euthanasia joke gotten taken a little too seriously. Ha ha ha! I slay me!
Bartlet insists that he's fine. Just a touch of the flu.
BARTLET: Mrs. Landingham, how do I look to you?
MRS. LANDINGHAM: You’re a very handsome man, Mr. President.
But there's no time for wallowing, because it's off to the sit room! Something else with India and Pakistan and Kashmir. Yeah, I don't know.
Mandy tells Danny he looked cute with the full beard, just as CJ walks in. Ooooooh. *cues Flavor of Love music*
CJ gets all pass-hole agress-hole with Mandy. Right after this scene ended she threatened to spill beer in Mandy's weave.
After she cuts a bitch, CJ lets Leo know that the news about his dependency issues is going to hit the news tomorrow. Ouch.
Abbey shows up and gets all doctor-y and shit.
Hee hee hee dorky pajamas.
BARTLET: You’re very sexy when you’re in doctor mode you know that? Give me an IV/saline solution and 100 milligrams of Flumadine. Stat. I could jump you right now.
ABBEY: I could kill you right now.
BARTLET: My thing’s more fun.
Woe.
The requisite "explain things to the audience" scene.
JOSH: Someone from the line of succession is required to be absent from the State of the Union.
DONNA: Why?
JOSH: Donna?
DONNA: Wait, I know why. So if somebody blows up the building, nobody’s...
JOSH: Yes.
DONNA: Who are you gonna pick?
JOSH: Who do you think I should pick?
DONNA: I think you should pick me.
JOSH: You think so?
DONNA: Yeah, I’ll be good.
This wasn't the best quality cap, but I picked it because it's the one where they're both clearly amused. Something that I think got lost in later seasons is the fact that these are two people who simply enjoy each other's company. But, I digress.
CJ, Sam and Josh prep Leo for his press conference about his, you know, stuff. All is going well until Sam mentions that he wrote a defense of Leo to be issued by the President.
J'ACCUSE! I mean, Leo don't play that.
Awwww.
Leo faces the press. And a shiny blue light, apparently.
1. I love that Josh and Donna went out for food together.
2. I also love that Donna is eating ice cream or frozen yogurt or something when it's obviously cold out. My kind of gal.
JOSH: I read the statement you wrote for the President--sensational, Sam. I’m sorry no one’s gonna read it.
SAM: The President’s gonna read it. He’s reading it right now.
JOSH: Sam?
SAM: I don’t care.
JOSH: Leo’s gonna kill us!
SAM: I don’t care. Do you?
JOSH: Nah.
LUKE SKYWALKER: I care. /obscure Star Wars reference
Meanwhile, Toby takes a meeting with some Democratic leaders about NEA funding. Toby looks about as thrilled about it as I feel.
Mallory shows up to sing "Tomorrow," I mean, offer her father some support.
Which is all well and good until she inadvertently rats on Sam about the statement thing. Now Leo's pissed.
See?
LEO: Who gave it to him?
JOSH: I did.
SAM: I did.
LEO: What, you’re giving me Abbott and Costello?
SAM: I did.
DIA: Gay.
Abbey tells Mallory she has an itch for Sam Seaborn. I think some calamine lotion might take care of that.
Abbey tells Leo that Jed has multiple sclerosis. Ohnoes!
BARTLET: I don’t understand. Don’t any of these characters have jobs?
CHARLIE: I don’t know, Mr. President. I think one of them is a surgeon.
BARTLET: They seem to have a lot of free time in the middle of the day.
As a soap opera viewer, I have to say that is just about the funniest line in the history of the world.
Toby is still in the meeting from hell, but he just had an epiphany or something, so I guess that's good.
MARBURY: You know, there are some marvelous flu remedies known in the certain remote parts of the subcontinent. Licorice root, for instance, combined with bamboo sap and a strong shot of whiskey. Ginger root, also, mixed with, uh, citrus peel.
BARTLET: And a strong shot of whiskey?
MARBURY: Yes, of course. In fact, you can throw out the ginger root and citrus peel, and still be well in your way.
BARTLET: You know, I was watching a television program before with a sort of a roving moderator who spoke to a seated panel of young women who are having some sort of problems with their boyfriends. Apparently, because the boyfriends have all slept with the girlfriend’s mothers. Then they brought all the boyfriends out and they fought right there on television. Toby, tell me, these people don’t vote, do they?
(Sorkin said in an interview that he essentially gave Bartlet MS just so he could have him at home watching TV in the middle of the day. Dude, you couldn't have just given him an earache or something?)
BARTLET: What’s on your mind?
TOBY: The era of big government is over.
BARTLET: You want to cut the line?
TOBY: I want to change the sentiment. We’re running away from ourselves, and I know we can score
points that way. I was the principle architect in that campaign strategy, right along with you, Josh. But we’re here now. Tomorrow night, we do an immense thing. We have to say what we feel. That government, no matter what its failures are in the past, and in times to come, for that matter, the government can be a place where people come together and where no one gets left behind. No one... gets left behind, an instrument of...good. I have no trouble understanding why the line tested well, Josh, but I don’t think that means we should say it. I think that means we should...change it.
BARTLET: I think so, too. What do you think, Josh?
JOSH: I make it a point never to disagree with Toby when he’s right, Mr. President.
I make it a point never to disagree with Josh when he's hot.
I find this hot, too, although I can't articulate why. Anyway, Sam is confused as to whether Mallory likes him or not.
Well, that should clear up any confusion.
Or...maybe not.
Bomp chicka bomp bomp...
CJ is inspired by all the kissing. "I thought what I’d do is kiss you, you know, on the mouth, then I’d just get past it...I’d just get past it, and I’ll be able to give my work the kind of concentration it really deserves."
One of the all-time great TV kisses. They way their hands clasp in the middle of it? So awesome.
Here's another angle for you crazy kids. Don't say I never did anything for you.
CJ tries to leave her own office and take the fish with her. Hee hee hee.
Something happened with India and now Lord John can leave. I don't know. I just like that Marbury has those eyeglass chains like the old ladies who work at JC Penney.
Toby and Sam rock da hizzouse, yo.
The Secretary of Agriculture is chosen to stay behind to -- OH MY GOD! IT'S THE MAYOR! RUN, BARTLET, RUN!
*cough*
I mean, um, look, it's star of stage and screen Harry Groener! And he totally kissed up to Bartlet by bringing him the Constitution translated into Latin. Nerd.
BARTLET: You have a best friend?
HARRY GROENER: Yes, sir.
BARTLET: Is he smarter than you?
HARRY GROENER: Yes, sir.
BARTLET: Would you trust him with your life?
HARRY GROENER: Yes, sir.
BARTLET: That’s your chief of staff.
DIA: *wibble*
That's all, folks! Any excessive ghetto flavor can be blamed on Flavor Flav's pernicious influence.
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Date: 2006-08-07 07:14 pm (UTC)AAAAAAAAnnnnnnd there went my Cherry Coke, spewed all over the computer table!
*laughing*
Followed by a close call on
OH MY GOD! IT'S THE MAYOR! RUN, BARTLET, RUN!
*cough*
Aah, that's good stuff.