The West Wing1999

President Josiah Bartlet:
Can we get this god-forsaken event over with so I can get back to presiding over a civilization gone to hell in a hand cart?

Mrs. Landingham:
Nice talk for a president.

President Josiah Bartlet:
Leave me alone.

Mrs. Landingham:
You know what this is, don't you, sir?

President Josiah Bartlet:
What what is?

Mrs. Landingham:
Your mood, sir.

President Josiah Bartlet:
Nothing wrong with my mood.

Mrs. Landingham:
It's your diet.

President Josiah Bartlet:
Will you get off me with that?

Mrs. Landingham:
You don't get enough roughage in your diet. You know I'm right about that.

President Josiah Bartlet:
I know I'd like to beat you senseless with a head of cabbage. I know that for damn sure.