Guns Not Butter
Danny: Jamil Bari is an invented identity for someone. It has to be. For this thing to have worked, the pilot had to be one of our guys.
CJ: Come on, don't say that. Not even to joke.
Elsie: Hey, cool goat. When did you get it?
Will: Professional comedian, Elsie…aahh!
Elsie: I think it's great that you keep oats in the office…just in case. I think when these people find out that kind of thing…
Will: Could you leave me now? I'm focused. Please?
Josh: $115,000 and he votes yes on Foreign Ops?
Toby: Josh, it's the Federal Government investing…
Josh: I don't care if we're investing in communion wafers.
Toby: Josh, it's the Federal Government.
Josh: We'll deal with the other thing tomorrow.
Toby: Well, I already dealt with it today.
Josh: Not yet and the clock's running. I'm going to Leo.
Bartlet: I'm on your side in this thing, but just barely. Just by a little bit. ‘Cause he's French and royal.
Charlie: Yes, sir.
Bartlet: These are very special, very limited circumstances under which we're allies, you and I.
Charlie: Understood, sir.
Bartlet: When's this thing with the cow?
CJ: It's a…goat, now.
Bartlet: Okay.
CJ: So, I think this will work. I think it says “Well, you're impoverished and while we don't care, we don't want you to go away empty-handed, so we offer this goat, Ron, to give you milk.”
Will: Do male goats give milk?
CJ: No. No, of course they don't. So, “We offer you this thing that'll just gnaw on your stuff.”