[The office staff watches the Senate start to vote on Mendoza's confirmation to the Supreme Court and begin celebrating. Bonnie starts handing around a bottle of champagne]
Toby
Put it down! Put it down!
Toby
No champagne.
BBonnie
We're just getting--
Toby
Put it down. Everyone in this room, let me have your attention! Please. The law of our land mandates that Presidential appointees be confirmed by a majority of the Senate, a majority being a total of half plus one for a total of what, Ginger?
Toby
Fifty-one 'yea' votes is what we see on these screens before a drop of wine is swallowed! Because there's a little thing called what, Bonnie?
Toby
"Tempting fate" is what it's called. In the three months that this man has been on my radar screen, I have aged forty-eight years. This is my day of jubilee, I will not have it screwed up by what, Bonnie?
BBonnie
By tempting fate.
Toby
By tempting fate! These things take patience. These things take skill. These things take luck. In the fifteen months we've been in office, what kind of luck have we had? Ginger?
Toby
[clears his throat and raises his eyebrows] What kind of luck?
Toby
We've had very bad luck.
Listen up. Our ground game isn't working; we're gonna put the ball in the air. If we're gonna walk into walls, I want us running into them full-speed.
Well, you can start by telling the Hill the President's named his nominees to the FEC. And we're gonna lose some of these battles. And we might even lose the White House. But we're not going to be threatened by issues: we're going to put 'em front and center. We're gonna raise raise the level of public debate in this country, and let that be our legacy. That sound alright to you Josh?
I serve at the pleasure of the President of the United States.
I serve at the pleasure of the President.
I serve at the pleasure of President Bartlet.
Toby
I serve at the pleasure of the President.
Mandatory Minimums are racist.
Toby
I understand that.
Toby
I understand that, too.
It's a way of looking like you're tough on crime, without assuming the burden of being tough on crime.
Toby
Everything you've said I understand.
Toby
We do things one thing at a time.
But I'm saying we don't have time to do things one thing at a time.
Toby
We're talking about treatment.
I'm talking about treatment and I'm talking about Mandatory Minimums and I'm saying it's a red herring and I'm saying it's racist.
Toby
When you talk to the President, I want you talking about treatment. I want you talking about treatment vs. enforcement and I don't want you to stray from that!
Toby, is this what you meant when you said, "Sam, you're completely in charge of this"?
Toby
Yes, I meant, you're in charge of this, in the sense that you're subordinate to me in every way.
I won't take it easy! Give me the phone. I'm gonna call the Senator and I'm gonna tell him that he can shove his legislative agenda up his ass!
You know what this is like? This is like The Godfather. When Pacino tells James Caan that he's gonna kill the cop. It's a lot like that scene, only not really.
...
It is like that scene. I'm James Caan. [to Sam] You're...you're Al Pacino.
Toby
Let's go.
Toby, you're the guy who shows Pacino how to make tomato sauce.
Toby
Mr. President.
Toby
I... met with Congresswoman Wyatt today.
When you were married to her, did you call her Congresswoman Wyatt?
Toby
No, sir.
Sometimes I call my wife Dr. Bartlet.
Toby
I call her Andy or uh... Andrea.
Toby
Mandatory Minimums.
You're whupped, my friend.
Toby
Sir.
No, she's been talking to you for a year about Mandatory Minimums. You've been saying no. Looks like we know who wears the pants in the Ziegler family.
Toby
You call your wife “Dr. Bartlet”?
I looked at the Federated States of Micronesia. I can't fire our ambassador.
Toby
Why not?
Somebody's going to ask me why I fired him and I'm not gonna be able to come up with the answer they're looking for.
Toby
Well, Sam's got you covered.
You're not going to fire the ambassador. You're going to promote him.
And what happens to the ambassador of Paraguay?
You make him Ambassador to Bulgaria.
Hey, I like this. Of course, if everybody keeps moving up one, then I get to go home.
Toby, are you in here sticking up for Sam?
Toby
I know it's strange, sir. But I'm feeling a... a certain... big brotherly connection right now. You know, obviously, I'd like that feeling to go away as soon as possible, but for the moment I think there's no danger in the White House standing by Sam and aggressively going after the people who set him up.
[flashback]
WWoman
You've been a... um, uh, what did you call it?
Toby
Professional political operative.
WWoman
You've been one your whole life.
Toby
Well, there was a while back there when I was in elementary school.
WWoman
[laughs] You any good?
Toby
[long pause] I'm very good at it.
WWoman
What's your record?
Toby
My record?
WWoman
How many elections have you won?
Toby
Altogether?
[The woman nods]
Toby
Including city council, two Congressional elections, a senate race, a Gubernatorial campaign, and a national campaign? [long pause] None.
Toby
You gotta be impressed with my consistency.
Toby
C.J.'s starting to get some questions about why the President's exit wasn't covered in Rosslyn.
SRSpecial Agent Ron Butterfield
The Secret Service doesn't comment on procedure.
Toby
Yeah. Ron, a few weeks after the President was sworn in, you got a memo about his protection.
Toby
It said he wanted to enter and exit in the open air, and he didn't like the feeling of traveling around in an armored tank.
Toby
Specifically, it said he wouldn't use the tent or the canopy anymore.
Toby
I wrote that memo, and the President signed it at my urging.
Toby
Ron, I don't think it's right that the Secret Service get blamed for what happened last night, I want the Treasury Department to hand over my memo to the Press.
Toby
There are going to be a lot of questions.
There are always a lot of questions.
Toby
Ron.
Don't worry about it, Toby.
Toby
It's not right. You're the guys - look at your hand.
Toby
Your hand is not fine.
Toby
Let me go over there and tell them it was my fault.
It wasn't your fault. It wasn't Gina's fault, it wasn't Charlie's fault, it wasn't anybody's fault, Toby. It was an act of madmen. You think a tent was going to stop them? We got the President in the car. We got Zoey in the car. And at a hundred and fifty yards, five stories up, the shooters were down nine point two seconds after the first shot was fired. I would never let you not let me protect the President. You tell us you don't like something, we figure out something else. It was an act of madmen. Anyway, the Secret Service doesn't comment on procedure.
Toby
Okay.
[Butterfield walks away.]
Toby
Good job last night.
Toby, I'm drinking the most fantastic thing I've ever tasted in my life: chocolate syrup, cold milk, and seltzer. I know it sounds terrible, but trust me, I don't know where this has been all my life.
Toby
It's called an egg cream, Mr. President. We invented them in Brooklyn.
In Brooklyn? Not New England?
Toby
There are many good things in this world not from New England, sir.
Toby, don't ever let me hear you say that again.