west wing picspam
Feb. 19th, 2007 06:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dianora2Greetings on a blustery day. This week's picspam is 2x05, "And It's Surely to their Credit," which speaks of the perils of the health insurance industry. Okay, it's mostly about other stuff really.
All caps from screenmusings.net.
The hospital claims that Josh still owes them $50,000 because his insurance company won't pay. Well, there's a shock. His HMO probably thinks that getting a bullet taken out of his chest is elective cosmetic surgery.
He complains to Sam, who is wholly unconcerned. It's easy to be unconcerned when it's not your money, isn't it?
Donna tells Sam that she'll be handling guide duties for the president's radio address that day. She wants him to hang out and check out the new joke she's been working on.
"Welcome to the White House. My name is Donnatella Moss. I work here in the West Wing as an
assistant to Deputy Chief of Staff Joshua Lyman. Which, I guess, makes me Deputy Deputy Chief
of Staff." Well, bless. It's a good thing she's so attractive, isn't it?
Bartlet is fired up for his radio address. One-take Bartlet, that's what Jack Warner used to call him.
BARTLET: Good morning. This month, as autumn is in full bloom in much of the nation, the weekends will be devoted by many of you to leaf peeping and football... watch... ing...
TECHNICIAN: Cut tape.
BARTLET: I’m sorry. Leaf peeping? Is that something we do now?
I'd never heard of that either until this episode. True story.
CJ: Have you noticed that I'm one of the few people around here whose nose isn't bent out of shape over Ainsley Hayes?
TOBY: Yeah. Listen...
CJ: I'm serious!
TOBY: You heard the news and you slammed the door so hard it broke, okay? You heard the news and
you broke the White House.
CJ: Yeah, but I'm over it now and I'm saying other people aren't and they should get over it.
TOBY: I'll see what I can do. In the meantime...
CJ: I'm going to tell you something, Toby: I don't think it's that she's a Republican, I think it's that she's a Republican woman and she’s good-looking.
TOBY: Well, those are three things, when in combination, usually spell 'careerism,' but...
CJ: Well, I think it's sexist in a bad way, and I'm coming down on her side.
TOBY: Good for you.
Also, the Army Chief of Staff is going on the talk shows and saying bad things about Bartlet. Just so you know.
TOBY: By the way, you are a beautiful woman. And no one around here has ever assumed you were either ambitious or stupid.
CJ: Toby?
TOBY: Yeah.
CJ: Took two years.
Also, there's a comment that the White House Counsel Lionel Tribbey is probably pissed about Ainsley's hiring. But I prefer to bring you USTy banter instead.
Meanwhile, Ainsley is in fact very nervous about meeting Mr. Tribbey. In fact, she wants to die. Leo: "This is the White House, you get used to that feeling."
Lionel explodes onto the scene brandishing a cricket bat. All hail John Laroquette, who sadly had to be replaced because he was doing some crap sitcom that got canceled right away. Alas. Anyhoo, Tribbey has his panties in a wad because a couple of dumbasses testified to Government Affairs that the White House does not possess something called "the Rockland memo" when, in fact, they do. That will be important later.
LEO: This is Ainsley Hayes. She's scared of meeting you, so be nice.
TRIBBEY: Uh, the girl who's been writing the columns.
LEO: Yeah.
TRIBBEY: You're an idiot.
AINSLEY: Leo --
LEO: She's not an idiot, Lionel. She clerked for Dreifort.
TRIBBEY: Well, Dreifort's an idiot.
LEO: Dreifort's a Supreme Court Justice, Lionel, so let's speak of him with respect and practice some tolerance for those who disagree with us.
TRIBBEY: I believe, as long as Justice Dreifort is intolerant toward gays, lesbians, blacks, unions, women, poor people, and first, fourth, fifth, and ninth amendments, I will remain intolerant toward him. Nice to meet you.
LEO: She's working for you, Lionel!
TRIBBEY: Excuse me?
LEO: She's working for you. The President asked me to hire her for your office.
TRIBBEY: The President of...WHAT asked you to hire her for my office?
This president, Lionel. Lionel is displeased.
TRIBBEY: Excuse me, sir, is this a bad time?
BARTLET: It's a bit of a bad time, Lionel...
TRIBBEY: Well, forgive me, sir, but when you have a few moments, I would like to discuss the hiring of a blonde and leggy fascist whose knowledge does not include the proper order of the alphabet for positions of the White House Counsel's office.
BARTLET: And we will, Lionel, but right now I don't know if you noticed but there are thirty or forty other people in the room, many of whom have donated significant amounts of money to the Democratic Party, so perhaps you could put a tighter grip on your horses and we will talk about it later.
TRIBBEY: Yes. Well. Good morning, everyone! Thank you, Mr. President. *leaves*
BARTLET: Well, obviously, Lionel Tribbey is a brilliant lawyer whom we cannot live without, or there would be very little reason not to put him in prison.
Turns out I wasn't so far off about that Josh insurance thing. The insurance company is perturbed that the hospital was out of network and that Josh didn't get the procedure cleared beforehand. If only this sort of thing was comedic exaggeration, no? Anyway, Toby comments that it's too bad you can sue your insurance company but not the people that shot you, and clever little Sam gets an idea.
I love this scene, Donna just hanging out in Josh's office eating lunch. Also, butt shot. And the infamous "Donna's Birthday" written on the chalkboard.
Sam calls, and Josh assumes it's about the insurance thing. "Insurance Victory! And the weak shall be made strong, Donna. Not 'Might is right,' but rather 'Might for right.'" For some reason that is one of my all-time favorite lines on this show. It's all in the gesture. Love.
Anyway, turns out Sam wants to talk to him about suing the Ku Klux Klan for 100 million dollars. Does the Ku Klux Klan have 100 million dollars? Those must be some interesting fundraisers.
Josh contemplates this and looks hot.
Abbey asks Charlie to give her husband a message.
ABBEY: You’ll want to write this down.
CHARLIE: Yes, ma’am.
ABBEY: Your blood pressure is 120/80.
CHARLIE: How did you know that, ma’am?
ABBEY: I’m saying his blood pressure.
CHARLIE: Uh. Is 120/80?
ABBEY: Yeah. Your EKG shows a good sinus rhythm.
CHARLIE: Okay.
ABBEY: No evidence of ischemic change.
CHARLIE: How are we spelling...?
ABBEY: It doesn’t matter. Your electrolytes and metabolic panels are within normal limits, chest x-rays are clear, and prostate screens are fine.
CHARLIE: Okay.
ABBEY: So, we can have sex now.
"Okay, that’s not me and you now, right?"
You know what's weird? I'm starting to think of Dule more as Gus than as Charlie. Aww.
Bartlet is excited about the prospect of sex-having, but I think I need to fade to black in my brain right now. Okay, this scene is so funny, I will relent.
ABBEY: Not here, Jed!
BARTLET: Yes. You’re right. Where?
ABBEY: How about our bedroom?
BARTLET: New Hampshire is an hour and a half away by plane. I don’t think I have that kind of time.
ABBEY: How about our bedroom in the residence?
BARTLET: Yes! We have a bedroom right here in the building. That was so smart!
The Army Chief of Staff sends some underling to make nice with CJ, but CJ's not having it. More importantly, this is an awesome shot.
Leo shows Ainsley to her office in the steam pipe trunk distribution venue, and just typing that makes me all sniffly nostalgic. Sniffle.
TRIBBEY: Now, why don't you tell me what this is all about?
AINSLEY: Sir?
TRIBBEY: These people here are trying to do something. I'll have their backs while they're trying. What are you doing here?
AINSLEY: Serving my country.
TRIBBEY: Why not join the Navy?
AINSLEY: I was asked to do this.
TRIBBEY: And you said yes.
AINSLEY: Yes.
TRIBBEY: Why?
AINSLEY: I feel a sense of duty.
TRIBBEY: I'm sorry?
AINSLEY: I said I feel a sense of duty.
TRIBBEY: What, did you just walk out of The Pirates of Penzance?
AINSLEY: Sir?
TRIBBEY: "Why, he's an Englishman."
AINSLEY: "He is an Englishman" is from H.M.S. Pinafore.
TRIBBEY: It's from Penzance. Don't tell me about Gilbert and Sullivan. It's from Penzance or Iolanthe...one of the ones about duty.
AINSLEY: They're all about duty. And it's from Pinafore.
DIA: But Kevin Kline and Rex Smith were in Penzance, and isn't that what's important?
Tribbey wants Ainsley to handle the screwup over the Rockland memo. Ainsley has nice hair.
Sam and Josh talk some more about suing the Klan while Josh stretches and looks hot.
Then they go see Leo. Leo wants Sam to talk to the idiots who screwed up about the Rockland memo. Again, this is important.
They talk about Josh's lawsuit. Toby isn't wild about the idea, mainly because it could open the White House up to embarrassing questions about drug use and prostitutes. Oh, that.
LEO: That said, say the word, and we'll take a leave of absence and join your legal team.
I include that in case anyone needs the occasional reminder that Leo is love.
Bartlet is still attempting to do the radio address, until he realizes he needs to make a booty call and gets all bat out of hell.
Until Charlie points out that Mrs. Bartlet had to leave already for a trip to Pennsylvania. Ooooh, presidential cock block!
The Army Chief of Staff finally meets with CJ and...I don't know. This story bores me.
Ainsley goes to see the Rockland memo idiot boys, who are big jerks to her because she's a Republican.
Bartlet prepares for another booty call. He's all making drinks and stuff. Hilarious.
Abbey was in Pennsylvania to dedicate a statue to Nellie Bly. And now you have to read this exchange because Nellie Bly has been one of my heroes since fourth grade. Seriously, I can't tell you how excited I was by this scene the first time I saw it. I'm pathetic that way.
BARTLET: You went all the way to Cochran's... whatever to dedicate a monument to Nellie Bly? Abbey, you can really pass that kind of thing along. You don't have to accept every invitation from every yahoo historical society that knows someone in the Social Office. If you want, I can have Charlie-- You haven't changed into the "special garment."
ABBEY: Cochran's Mills is where I went.
BARTLET: Yeah. You know what I did, just then, that was stupid? I minimized the importance of the statue that was dedicated to Nellie Bly, an extraordinary woman to whom we all owe a great deal.
ABBEY: You don't know who she is, do you?
BARTLET: This isn't happening to me.
ABBEY: She pioneered investigative journalism.
BARTLET: Then she's the one I want to beat the crap out of.
ABBEY: She risked her life by having herself committed to a mental institution for ten days so she could write about it. She changed entirely the way we treat the mentally ill in this country.
BARTLET: Yes, Abigail--
ABBEY: In 1890, she traveled around the world in 72 days, 6 hours, 11 minutes and 14 seconds, besting, by more than one week, Jules Verne's 80 days.
BARTLET: She sounds like an incredible woman, Abbey. I'm particularly impressed that she beat a fictional record. If she goes twenty-one thousand leagues under the sea I'll name a damn school after her. Let's have sex.
ABBEY: When it comes to historical figures being memorialized in this country, women have been largely overlooked. Nellie Bly is just the tip of the iceberg.
So not getting laid tonight.
Sam is pressuring Josh about the lawsuit and looking hot, but then he gets distracted when Ainsley passes by. It's because she has nice hair.
"Sam, do you think there's any chance that you could be rude to me tomorrow? Tomorrow is Saturday. I will be here. You can call me and be rude by phone or you can stop by and do it in person. 'Cause I think if I have to endure another disappointment today from this place that I have worshipped, I am gonna lose it. So if you could wait until tomorrow, I would appreciate it." I think this is the exact moment where Sam becomes smitten, by the way.
So he follows her to the steam pipe trunk distribution venue, where he discovers that the idiot boys have sent her dead flowers with BITCH written on the card. I wonder if FTD handled that for them?
Sam does what he does best, gets worked up into a righteous fury and fires the idiots. In big letters and girly handwriting.
Surprisingly, Tribbey has his back on that.
TRIBBEY: What're you lookin' at?
SAM: I'm -- nothing. I'm not -- nothing. Except it's from Pinafore.
TRIBBEY: It's from Penzance.
SAM: I hate to stick my head in the lion's mouth, but I've got to ask you: were you the Recording Secretary of the Princeton Gilbert and Sullivan Society for two years?
TRIBBEY: No, but then again I'm not a woman, so?
Bartlet records a new radio address, this one about how awesome women are, and not surprisingly makes it through swimmingly. The prospect of sex probably had something to do with it.
CJ goes to see him about that whole Army guy thing. Yeah, I don't know. Bartlet says to let him say whatever. The end.
Josh and Sam wear jeans and talk about the lawsuit.
Josh has made a decision.
JOSH: It ties up the staff indefinitely when there are...I mean, there are other things that they should be doing. I appear to be using a high-profile position for my personal agenda--
SAM: I don't --
JOSH: --but mostly I just, I just think a lawsuit is...too small. I can't have it be like I...slipped in their driveway. It's different than that to me. I don't want to sue them.
Bradley's delivery in this scene kills me, by the way.
But now we are off to the steam pipe trunk distribution venue, where Ainsley has a surprise waiting for her.
Sam, Josh, CJ and Toby are there, singing "He is an Englishman," because in Aaron Sorkin's world, everyone actually knows the words to that song.
Welcome, token Republican! And with that, we fade to black.
All caps from screenmusings.net.
The hospital claims that Josh still owes them $50,000 because his insurance company won't pay. Well, there's a shock. His HMO probably thinks that getting a bullet taken out of his chest is elective cosmetic surgery.
He complains to Sam, who is wholly unconcerned. It's easy to be unconcerned when it's not your money, isn't it?
Donna tells Sam that she'll be handling guide duties for the president's radio address that day. She wants him to hang out and check out the new joke she's been working on.
"Welcome to the White House. My name is Donnatella Moss. I work here in the West Wing as an
assistant to Deputy Chief of Staff Joshua Lyman. Which, I guess, makes me Deputy Deputy Chief
of Staff." Well, bless. It's a good thing she's so attractive, isn't it?
Bartlet is fired up for his radio address. One-take Bartlet, that's what Jack Warner used to call him.
BARTLET: Good morning. This month, as autumn is in full bloom in much of the nation, the weekends will be devoted by many of you to leaf peeping and football... watch... ing...
TECHNICIAN: Cut tape.
BARTLET: I’m sorry. Leaf peeping? Is that something we do now?
I'd never heard of that either until this episode. True story.
CJ: Have you noticed that I'm one of the few people around here whose nose isn't bent out of shape over Ainsley Hayes?
TOBY: Yeah. Listen...
CJ: I'm serious!
TOBY: You heard the news and you slammed the door so hard it broke, okay? You heard the news and
you broke the White House.
CJ: Yeah, but I'm over it now and I'm saying other people aren't and they should get over it.
TOBY: I'll see what I can do. In the meantime...
CJ: I'm going to tell you something, Toby: I don't think it's that she's a Republican, I think it's that she's a Republican woman and she’s good-looking.
TOBY: Well, those are three things, when in combination, usually spell 'careerism,' but...
CJ: Well, I think it's sexist in a bad way, and I'm coming down on her side.
TOBY: Good for you.
Also, the Army Chief of Staff is going on the talk shows and saying bad things about Bartlet. Just so you know.
TOBY: By the way, you are a beautiful woman. And no one around here has ever assumed you were either ambitious or stupid.
CJ: Toby?
TOBY: Yeah.
CJ: Took two years.
Also, there's a comment that the White House Counsel Lionel Tribbey is probably pissed about Ainsley's hiring. But I prefer to bring you USTy banter instead.
Meanwhile, Ainsley is in fact very nervous about meeting Mr. Tribbey. In fact, she wants to die. Leo: "This is the White House, you get used to that feeling."
Lionel explodes onto the scene brandishing a cricket bat. All hail John Laroquette, who sadly had to be replaced because he was doing some crap sitcom that got canceled right away. Alas. Anyhoo, Tribbey has his panties in a wad because a couple of dumbasses testified to Government Affairs that the White House does not possess something called "the Rockland memo" when, in fact, they do. That will be important later.
LEO: This is Ainsley Hayes. She's scared of meeting you, so be nice.
TRIBBEY: Uh, the girl who's been writing the columns.
LEO: Yeah.
TRIBBEY: You're an idiot.
AINSLEY: Leo --
LEO: She's not an idiot, Lionel. She clerked for Dreifort.
TRIBBEY: Well, Dreifort's an idiot.
LEO: Dreifort's a Supreme Court Justice, Lionel, so let's speak of him with respect and practice some tolerance for those who disagree with us.
TRIBBEY: I believe, as long as Justice Dreifort is intolerant toward gays, lesbians, blacks, unions, women, poor people, and first, fourth, fifth, and ninth amendments, I will remain intolerant toward him. Nice to meet you.
LEO: She's working for you, Lionel!
TRIBBEY: Excuse me?
LEO: She's working for you. The President asked me to hire her for your office.
TRIBBEY: The President of...WHAT asked you to hire her for my office?
This president, Lionel. Lionel is displeased.
TRIBBEY: Excuse me, sir, is this a bad time?
BARTLET: It's a bit of a bad time, Lionel...
TRIBBEY: Well, forgive me, sir, but when you have a few moments, I would like to discuss the hiring of a blonde and leggy fascist whose knowledge does not include the proper order of the alphabet for positions of the White House Counsel's office.
BARTLET: And we will, Lionel, but right now I don't know if you noticed but there are thirty or forty other people in the room, many of whom have donated significant amounts of money to the Democratic Party, so perhaps you could put a tighter grip on your horses and we will talk about it later.
TRIBBEY: Yes. Well. Good morning, everyone! Thank you, Mr. President. *leaves*
BARTLET: Well, obviously, Lionel Tribbey is a brilliant lawyer whom we cannot live without, or there would be very little reason not to put him in prison.
Turns out I wasn't so far off about that Josh insurance thing. The insurance company is perturbed that the hospital was out of network and that Josh didn't get the procedure cleared beforehand. If only this sort of thing was comedic exaggeration, no? Anyway, Toby comments that it's too bad you can sue your insurance company but not the people that shot you, and clever little Sam gets an idea.
I love this scene, Donna just hanging out in Josh's office eating lunch. Also, butt shot. And the infamous "Donna's Birthday" written on the chalkboard.
Sam calls, and Josh assumes it's about the insurance thing. "Insurance Victory! And the weak shall be made strong, Donna. Not 'Might is right,' but rather 'Might for right.'" For some reason that is one of my all-time favorite lines on this show. It's all in the gesture. Love.
Anyway, turns out Sam wants to talk to him about suing the Ku Klux Klan for 100 million dollars. Does the Ku Klux Klan have 100 million dollars? Those must be some interesting fundraisers.
Josh contemplates this and looks hot.
Abbey asks Charlie to give her husband a message.
ABBEY: You’ll want to write this down.
CHARLIE: Yes, ma’am.
ABBEY: Your blood pressure is 120/80.
CHARLIE: How did you know that, ma’am?
ABBEY: I’m saying his blood pressure.
CHARLIE: Uh. Is 120/80?
ABBEY: Yeah. Your EKG shows a good sinus rhythm.
CHARLIE: Okay.
ABBEY: No evidence of ischemic change.
CHARLIE: How are we spelling...?
ABBEY: It doesn’t matter. Your electrolytes and metabolic panels are within normal limits, chest x-rays are clear, and prostate screens are fine.
CHARLIE: Okay.
ABBEY: So, we can have sex now.
"Okay, that’s not me and you now, right?"
You know what's weird? I'm starting to think of Dule more as Gus than as Charlie. Aww.
Bartlet is excited about the prospect of sex-having, but I think I need to fade to black in my brain right now. Okay, this scene is so funny, I will relent.
ABBEY: Not here, Jed!
BARTLET: Yes. You’re right. Where?
ABBEY: How about our bedroom?
BARTLET: New Hampshire is an hour and a half away by plane. I don’t think I have that kind of time.
ABBEY: How about our bedroom in the residence?
BARTLET: Yes! We have a bedroom right here in the building. That was so smart!
The Army Chief of Staff sends some underling to make nice with CJ, but CJ's not having it. More importantly, this is an awesome shot.
Leo shows Ainsley to her office in the steam pipe trunk distribution venue, and just typing that makes me all sniffly nostalgic. Sniffle.
TRIBBEY: Now, why don't you tell me what this is all about?
AINSLEY: Sir?
TRIBBEY: These people here are trying to do something. I'll have their backs while they're trying. What are you doing here?
AINSLEY: Serving my country.
TRIBBEY: Why not join the Navy?
AINSLEY: I was asked to do this.
TRIBBEY: And you said yes.
AINSLEY: Yes.
TRIBBEY: Why?
AINSLEY: I feel a sense of duty.
TRIBBEY: I'm sorry?
AINSLEY: I said I feel a sense of duty.
TRIBBEY: What, did you just walk out of The Pirates of Penzance?
AINSLEY: Sir?
TRIBBEY: "Why, he's an Englishman."
AINSLEY: "He is an Englishman" is from H.M.S. Pinafore.
TRIBBEY: It's from Penzance. Don't tell me about Gilbert and Sullivan. It's from Penzance or Iolanthe...one of the ones about duty.
AINSLEY: They're all about duty. And it's from Pinafore.
DIA: But Kevin Kline and Rex Smith were in Penzance, and isn't that what's important?
Tribbey wants Ainsley to handle the screwup over the Rockland memo. Ainsley has nice hair.
Sam and Josh talk some more about suing the Klan while Josh stretches and looks hot.
Then they go see Leo. Leo wants Sam to talk to the idiots who screwed up about the Rockland memo. Again, this is important.
They talk about Josh's lawsuit. Toby isn't wild about the idea, mainly because it could open the White House up to embarrassing questions about drug use and prostitutes. Oh, that.
LEO: That said, say the word, and we'll take a leave of absence and join your legal team.
I include that in case anyone needs the occasional reminder that Leo is love.
Bartlet is still attempting to do the radio address, until he realizes he needs to make a booty call and gets all bat out of hell.
Until Charlie points out that Mrs. Bartlet had to leave already for a trip to Pennsylvania. Ooooh, presidential cock block!
The Army Chief of Staff finally meets with CJ and...I don't know. This story bores me.
Ainsley goes to see the Rockland memo idiot boys, who are big jerks to her because she's a Republican.
Bartlet prepares for another booty call. He's all making drinks and stuff. Hilarious.
Abbey was in Pennsylvania to dedicate a statue to Nellie Bly. And now you have to read this exchange because Nellie Bly has been one of my heroes since fourth grade. Seriously, I can't tell you how excited I was by this scene the first time I saw it. I'm pathetic that way.
BARTLET: You went all the way to Cochran's... whatever to dedicate a monument to Nellie Bly? Abbey, you can really pass that kind of thing along. You don't have to accept every invitation from every yahoo historical society that knows someone in the Social Office. If you want, I can have Charlie-- You haven't changed into the "special garment."
ABBEY: Cochran's Mills is where I went.
BARTLET: Yeah. You know what I did, just then, that was stupid? I minimized the importance of the statue that was dedicated to Nellie Bly, an extraordinary woman to whom we all owe a great deal.
ABBEY: You don't know who she is, do you?
BARTLET: This isn't happening to me.
ABBEY: She pioneered investigative journalism.
BARTLET: Then she's the one I want to beat the crap out of.
ABBEY: She risked her life by having herself committed to a mental institution for ten days so she could write about it. She changed entirely the way we treat the mentally ill in this country.
BARTLET: Yes, Abigail--
ABBEY: In 1890, she traveled around the world in 72 days, 6 hours, 11 minutes and 14 seconds, besting, by more than one week, Jules Verne's 80 days.
BARTLET: She sounds like an incredible woman, Abbey. I'm particularly impressed that she beat a fictional record. If she goes twenty-one thousand leagues under the sea I'll name a damn school after her. Let's have sex.
ABBEY: When it comes to historical figures being memorialized in this country, women have been largely overlooked. Nellie Bly is just the tip of the iceberg.
So not getting laid tonight.
Sam is pressuring Josh about the lawsuit and looking hot, but then he gets distracted when Ainsley passes by. It's because she has nice hair.
"Sam, do you think there's any chance that you could be rude to me tomorrow? Tomorrow is Saturday. I will be here. You can call me and be rude by phone or you can stop by and do it in person. 'Cause I think if I have to endure another disappointment today from this place that I have worshipped, I am gonna lose it. So if you could wait until tomorrow, I would appreciate it." I think this is the exact moment where Sam becomes smitten, by the way.
So he follows her to the steam pipe trunk distribution venue, where he discovers that the idiot boys have sent her dead flowers with BITCH written on the card. I wonder if FTD handled that for them?
Sam does what he does best, gets worked up into a righteous fury and fires the idiots. In big letters and girly handwriting.
Surprisingly, Tribbey has his back on that.
TRIBBEY: What're you lookin' at?
SAM: I'm -- nothing. I'm not -- nothing. Except it's from Pinafore.
TRIBBEY: It's from Penzance.
SAM: I hate to stick my head in the lion's mouth, but I've got to ask you: were you the Recording Secretary of the Princeton Gilbert and Sullivan Society for two years?
TRIBBEY: No, but then again I'm not a woman, so?
Bartlet records a new radio address, this one about how awesome women are, and not surprisingly makes it through swimmingly. The prospect of sex probably had something to do with it.
CJ goes to see him about that whole Army guy thing. Yeah, I don't know. Bartlet says to let him say whatever. The end.
Josh and Sam wear jeans and talk about the lawsuit.
Josh has made a decision.
JOSH: It ties up the staff indefinitely when there are...I mean, there are other things that they should be doing. I appear to be using a high-profile position for my personal agenda--
SAM: I don't --
JOSH: --but mostly I just, I just think a lawsuit is...too small. I can't have it be like I...slipped in their driveway. It's different than that to me. I don't want to sue them.
Bradley's delivery in this scene kills me, by the way.
But now we are off to the steam pipe trunk distribution venue, where Ainsley has a surprise waiting for her.
Sam, Josh, CJ and Toby are there, singing "He is an Englishman," because in Aaron Sorkin's world, everyone actually knows the words to that song.
Welcome, token Republican! And with that, we fade to black.
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Date: 2007-02-19 11:35 pm (UTC)I think you meant "hiring." Hee.
LOVELY picspam, and I love when Sam gets all sweet and righteous and stuff.
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Date: 2007-02-19 11:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-19 11:37 pm (UTC)I nearly snorted tea through my nose at that.
Well done.
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Date: 2007-02-19 11:38 pm (UTC)::snuggles all four of the 'boys'::
Also? ITA about Dule. He's Gus all the way. ;)
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Date: 2007-02-19 11:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-19 11:54 pm (UTC)WHAAAAAT. Dude, no, you have no idea; once I remembered that scene was in this episode, I was sitting here waiting with baited breath to see what you would do with it, and then YOU SKIPPED IT? What is this nonsense?
Anyway. I forgot what else I was going to quote, actually. Meh. But fantastic as always, and saying that has become redundant because they're always fantastic and this is a fact.
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Date: 2007-02-20 12:00 am (UTC)Snerk!
I really love this episode, mainly because of Ainsley and Tribbey (sniff) and just general awesomeness.
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Date: 2007-02-20 12:02 am (UTC)(Yes, I was in four G&S plays throughout grammar school, why do you ask?)
I adore this episode, and while I agree that it was unfortunate that they couldn't get Larroquette back for the MS story, I also have to say that Oliver Platt totally rocked my socks, so I could forgive the loss of Tribbey. Having said that, Larroquette and the cricket bat was just beautiful.
And I liked the Army Chief of Staff story, mostly because it involved C.J. kicking three kinds of ass, and doing it to a decorated soldier 'cause she just rocks.
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Date: 2007-02-20 12:06 am (UTC)Thank you. I was having the shittiest of shitty days, and you made me snarf red wine.
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Date: 2007-02-20 12:19 am (UTC)Thanks for doing these. :-)
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Date: 2007-02-20 01:11 am (UTC)SAM: I hate to stick my head in the lion's mouth, but I've got to ask you: were you the Recording Secretary of the Princeton Gilbert and Sullivan Society for two years?
OK, so. My brother-in-law is a Princeton graduate, is about Sam Seaborn's age, and was involved with the Princeton Gilbert & Sullivan Society (was either president or vice president). After this episode first broadcast, many people asked my b-i-l if he knew Sam Seaborn.
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Date: 2007-02-20 01:24 am (UTC)ok, i think you broke my brain with that.
and this ep had one of my favorite moments, when Josh walked out of his office and touches donna on the shoulder as she goes to grab his fries. serious wibble moment.
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Date: 2007-02-20 03:32 am (UTC)Also, Josh shouldn't pee on the VCR in that scene. Bad Josh.
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Date: 2007-02-20 05:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-20 04:57 am (UTC)Me too. It's a tiny but awesome moment.
Sam does what he does best, gets worked up into a righteous fury and fires the idiots. In big letters and girly handwriting.
Heeee. Oh, Sam.
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Date: 2007-02-20 05:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-20 05:35 am (UTC)JOSH: --but mostly I just, I just think a lawsuit is...too small. I can't have it be like I...slipped in their driveway. It's different than that to me. I don't want to sue them.
Bradley's delivery in this scene kills me, by the way.
I guess it is his delivery. Whatever it is, it makes me fall in love with him every time. "It's different than that to me" has caught on for me too, I think I say it myself sometimes in various situations.
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Date: 2007-02-20 10:26 am (UTC)Bradley's delivery in this scene kills me, by the way.
And me. You can see him building up to this speech from the moment Sam first has the idea too. Sam's all enthused about it, but Josh visibly isn't.
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Date: 2007-02-21 09:31 am (UTC)Thank you for continuing the picspam, they are all wonderful and the commentary is witty and cute as always.
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Date: 2007-02-22 12:21 am (UTC)Huh, funny, that.
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Date: 2007-02-23 07:41 pm (UTC)