West Wing Anniversary
Sep. 23rd, 2009 12:48 amI originally responded to this over at
zinke as part of her anniversary meme, but figured I should also post it here too, at least partially.
This is one of my favorite scene and contains one of my all-time favorite quotes.
Bartlet is asleep in his bedroom. The phone rings four times before he finally answers it sleepily.
BARTLET: What?
CHARLIE: Good morning, Mr. President. It’s Charlie. I hope...
BARTLET: What could you possibly want right now?
CHARLIE: Sir, it’s 6:30 a.m. and...
BARTLET: In the morning?
CHARLIE: Yes sir. And I wanted to remind you that...
BARTLET: I mean, what in the name of everything holy could you want right now?
CHARLIE: I wanted to remind you that you have a 7:00 a.m. at the Oval Office with senior staff, followed by your security and intelligence briefings, and a meeting with the Chairman of the Fed. Would you like me to have the stewards bring you some coffee and the Washington Post?
BARTLET: Who the hell is this?
CHARLIE: Sir.
BARTLET: And what could you possibly want?
CHARLIE: Sir. I need you to dig in now. It wasn’t a nightmare. You really are the President.
BARTLET: All right.
CHARLIE: I’ll have the stewards bring the coffee to your room.
BARTLET: I’ll get up now.
I miss my show.
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This is one of my favorite scene and contains one of my all-time favorite quotes.
Bartlet is asleep in his bedroom. The phone rings four times before he finally answers it sleepily.
BARTLET: What?
CHARLIE: Good morning, Mr. President. It’s Charlie. I hope...
BARTLET: What could you possibly want right now?
CHARLIE: Sir, it’s 6:30 a.m. and...
BARTLET: In the morning?
CHARLIE: Yes sir. And I wanted to remind you that...
BARTLET: I mean, what in the name of everything holy could you want right now?
CHARLIE: I wanted to remind you that you have a 7:00 a.m. at the Oval Office with senior staff, followed by your security and intelligence briefings, and a meeting with the Chairman of the Fed. Would you like me to have the stewards bring you some coffee and the Washington Post?
BARTLET: Who the hell is this?
CHARLIE: Sir.
BARTLET: And what could you possibly want?
CHARLIE: Sir. I need you to dig in now. It wasn’t a nightmare. You really are the President.
BARTLET: All right.
CHARLIE: I’ll have the stewards bring the coffee to your room.
BARTLET: I’ll get up now.
I miss my show.