Sheperd: Uhh…this isn’t Richard, it’s Andrew Shepherd.
Sydney: Oh, really. Well, I’m so glad you called, because I forgot to tell you today what a nice ass you have. I’m also impressed that you were able to get my phone number, considering I don’t have a phone. Good night, Richard.

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A.J.: Good for you, Lewis.
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Sheperd: I’m going to her house. I’m gonna stand at her front door till she lets me in. And I’m not leaving till I get her back.
A.J.: How’re you gonna do that?
Sheperd: I haven’t worked that out yet. But I’m sure groveling will be involved.

A.J.: Mr. President, the American people have a funny way of deciding on their own what is and what is not their business.

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