The West Wing, Season One

[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!

Bonnie:
Toby!

Toby:
No champagne.

Bonnie:
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?

Ginger:
Fifty-one.

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?

Bonnie:
"Tempting fate"?

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?

Bonnie:
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?

Ginger:
Bad luck.

Toby:
[clears his throat and raises his eyebrows] What kind of luck?

Ginger:
Very bad luck.

Toby:
We've had very bad luck.