"In this White House?"

AINSLEY:	I've been thinking about that ever since your office called me on Tuesday, and I have something to say on my own behalf, if you'll permit me a moment to say it, and I understand if you won't, but I would really appreciate it if you did.
LEO:	I... didn't really follow that, but whatever.
AINSLEY:	I think that it is wrong for a man in your position to summon someone to the White House to reprimand them for voicing opposition. I think that that is wrong, and it is inappropriate. It's inappropriate, and I'll tell you what else.
LEO:	[nodding slightly] It's wrong?
AINSLEY:	Yes.
LEO:	That's fine, except you weren't summoned here to be reprimanded.
AINSLEY:	Well, then, if you'll permit me, why was I summoned?
LEO:	You have an interesting conversational style, do you know that?
AINSLEY:	It's a nervous condition.
LEO:	I used to have a nervous condition.
AINSLEY:	How did yours manifest itself?
LEO:	I drank a lot of scotch.
AINSLEY:	I get sick when I drink too much.
LEO:	I get drunk when I drink too much.
AINSLEY:	Well, Mr. McGarry...
LEO:	Leo.
AINSLEY:	Yes, sir. I'll ask again: for what purpose was I brought here today?
LEO:	So I could offer you a job.
AINSLEY:	I'm asking because I do not think that it is fair that I be expected to play the role of the mouse to the White House's cat in the game of, well, you know the game.
LEO:	Cat and mouse?
AINSLEY:	Yes. And it's not like I'm not, you know... the fact that I may not look like some of the other Republicans who have crossed your path does not mean I am any less inclined towards... [comes to a sudden stop]
LEO:	Here it comes.
AINSLEY:	Did you say offer me a job?
LEO:	Yes. Associate White House counsel. You'd report to the Deputy White House Counsel, who reports to the White House Counsel, who reports to me.
AINSLEY:	I'm sorry... A job in this White House?
LEO:	You want a glass of scotch?
AINSLEY:	Yes, please.

8 months ago

leo fuckin' mcgarry