[sees an envelope] All right, hallelujah! Cynthia Dalbey! The fruits of compromise. This is just the grease we need to get the Fielding campaign machine roaring again!
I can't believe you spent the night with that woman just for a campaign contribution.
I did it for the people. [opens the envelope and looks at the check] Twenty bucks?! Who does that overstuffed potato think I am?!
[reading a note that came with the check] This might explain it. "Dear Dan, you're no Jack Kennedy."
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