Josh, Sam e il caminetto della casa bianca
Josh: You want to stand them in a tripod, right?
Sam: Yeah, standing three sticks on end and slanting them to a common center.
Josh: Isn’t that a tripod?
Sam: Yeah.
Josh: You just thought you’d say more words?
Sam: Yeah.
Josh: Could you possibly get us some dried leaves?
Donna: Yeah, I’ll just run out to the forest and be right back.
Sam: You know what?
Josh: You think she’s being sarcastic?
Sam: Yeah, I don’t think she’s getting the leaves.
Bartlet: What?
Charlie: Mr. President, you know how you told me not to wake you up unless the building was on fire?
Bartlet: Who was the idiot who set off the smoke alarm last night?
Josh: It sounds a lot like you’re talking about Sam, Mr. President.
Sam: Were you inconvenienced, sir?
Bartlet: They had me on the Truman balcony for six minutes in my underwear.
Sam: Was it cold?
Bartlet: In January? No. Why do you ask?