Mike, talk to me. I am in a room with three people and a fuckload of quiche.
Characters
Selina MeyerJulia Louis-Dreyfus · 182 quotes
Ben CaffertyKevin Dunn · 80 quotes
Amy BrookheimerAnna Chlumsky · 78 quotes
Dan EganReid Scott · 72 quotes
Jonah RyanTimothy Simons · 49 quotes
Mike McLintockMatt Walsh · 49 quotes
Gary WalshTony Hale · 45 quotes
Kent DavisonGary Cole · 44 quotes
Roger FurlongDan Bakkedahl · 23 quotes
RichardSam Richardson · 12 quotes
Tom JamesHugh Laurie · 12 quotes
CatherineSarah Sutherland · 9 quotes
Sue WilsonSufe Bradshaw · 9 quotes
JeffPeter MacNicol · 7 quotes
Bill EricssonDiedrich Bader · 6 quotes
MarjorieClea DuVall · 6 quotes
DDoyle5 quotes
Minna HäkkinenSally Phillips · 5 quotes
TeddyPatton Oswalt · 5 quotes
WillNelson Franklin · 5 quotes
Mr. RakesDavid Beach · 4 quotes
Sidney PurcellPeter Grosz · 4 quotes
Mrs BrewerJuliet Adair Pritner · 3 quotes
RayChristopher Meloni · 3 quotes
Most scenes together: Selina Meyer & Gary Walsh (34), Selina Meyer & Ben Cafferty (33), Selina Meyer & Amy Brookheimer (27)
S1 E15Unfinished Business
So, Dan, Are you enjoying working for Hallowes?
Not really. She's middle of the road. She's mediocre, really. Of all the -ocres, she's the mediest.
[about the coffee machine] Do I add water to this machine? It's like a robot.
It's a nice bag, Gary.
You know, he calls that "The Leviathan."
Ooh, you got the nuclear codes in there, buddy?
[still about the machine] Is there a pouch or something that I put into this?
Jesus fucking Christ. All right, look, watch me, autismo. You take the little pod, put the little pod in the fucking hole, shut the fucking lid, hit the fucking button for two fucking seconds. Oh, it's so easy.
Too quick, I didn't see it.
Yeah, well, next time pack an espresso machine in your big fuckin' bitch bag.
Hey, did you fire your tweet monkey yet? Because that guy is a weapons-grade retard.
I know.
I think you might have been hoist by your own retard there.
[laughs] That's a good one.
I really admired your primaries campaign.
Oh, how nice. Thank you very much.
Two things I would have done differently.
Two things? Oh, no kidding. What are they?
I think you spent too much time in New Hampshire. That was in the bag. And the attack ads in Oregon came up four days too soon, made you seem mean before you had to be. But, I mean, hey, you're the old pro here.
Ooh!
You're the pro.
Okay. What do you think of Dan?
Oh, Dan is a shit.
You want to expand on that?
Sure. He's a massive and total shit. When you first meet him, you think surely to God this man can't be as big a shit as he seems, but he is.
See, I—
'Cause like if there were a book with covers made of shit, you'd think "That's intriguing. I wonder what's in this book that they saw fit to give it covers made of pure shit." And then you open it and... shit.
Just a small change in the speech.
What is that?
Plastics apparently talked to the President. The White House doesn't want us mentioning oil or cornstarch or plastic. Just wing it.
This has been pencil-fucked completely?
Uh, yes, front and back. Very little romance.
That's the entire speech, okay? What's left here? I've got "hello" and I have... prepositions.
Uh, guys, a man is dead. When a sexual harasser dies, we sign his wife's card. Okay? That's how Washington works.
Take a good look at me, okay? Now ask yourself something, Mike. Is the man you're looking at gonna be in a position a year from now working above you or below you? 'Cause all ambition you had left your body a long time ago and now all you've got left in the last 10 remaining years of your working life is a damp apartment, cold crab cakes, and an invisible fucking dog.
Oh, my God, this heat is just unbearable.
I feel like a gecko.
Sorry to interrupt, but fuck-a-deedoo-dah, fuck-a-dee-ay! Martin at the White House.
What?
"Clean Jobs task force likely to be green lit!" Exclamation point.
Yeah! Oh, my God! That is so great for me!
And the country.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. That's what I meant. Oh, Amy. Good job, Amy.
That's why I get paid the medium bucks.
Come on, let's go somewhere. Let's meet the public.
You want to normalize it?
Yes, exactly. I want to meet some regulars normals. Where we gonna find them?
Photo op with the normals and the normalistas.
Uh... When was this Two point me meeting with Selina?
Oh, are you still tracking my every move? I thought we agreed to move on.
Move on from what? We dated for like a week. It was like getting over mild food poisoning.
Look, Amy, I am genuinely sorry that my arrival here has caused you to become so self-conscious and gain a little weight.
Fuck point you.
Whassup, as they say in the late '90s?
Hey, Jonah. Did the President cancel the Chinese premier to come to my 20th party?
No, ma'am. Although I'm sure he wouldn't miss it for the world if it weren't for the fact that he runs the world. [Selina fakes a laugh] I'm sure his absence has nothing to do with your rift with the first lady.
What? There is no rift. It was one tiny little disagreement and everyone's making it out like we had a catfight in the map room or something.
She'd be a rough fighter, though. She's got big shoulders. Those aren't pads.
Uh, Mike, have you announced Chuck yet?
I'm still working on it, Amy.
Oh, come on. This is not the Hoover Dam.
Yeah, it is the Hoover Dam... filled with shit. And when we announce Chuck Furnham, an ex-oil guy, on the clean jobs task force, do you know what happens with all that shit, Amy?
Uh, does it get used in a clumsy and unpleasant analogy by you?
Look, Amy, oil already hates me 'cause we're closing their tax loopholes and making them pay for cleanup, so now I'm eating everyone's shit. I'm like the last guy in a human centipede with this.
And there it is.
You dumped my daughter by text and didn't even apologize.
No, I did. I signed off with colon open brackets.
Listen, is Selina really trying to appease the oil lobby with Chuck Furnham?
I suppose Chuck could be viewed as a gesture.
Chuck is a gesture all right. [gives the middle finger] Do you know what these oil wise guys call him? They call him "who the fuck is Chuck Furnham?"
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