- Samantha: Look at you, playing all dumb. Thinking you can outsmart us. Like there's anything you can do that we haven't already prepared for. So naive. But I guess you'd have to be to think you could actually be president someday.
- Abby Whelan: You won't be the first person to under estimate me.
- Samantha: Says every loser who's built a career on riding other people's coattails.
- Abby Whelan: Leave right now. Because the Attorney General of the United States - my friend David Rosen - is going to come out that door, and I'm gonna give him information that's gonna put you and your people in a cement box until the time comes for you to stand trial for treason.
- Samantha: Oh, Abby. I'm a real bitch. You just play one on TV.
- [first lines]
- Francisco Vargas: [at the podium] Hello, Philadelphia!
- The Crowd: [cheers and applause]
- Francisco Vargas: I want to thank you for thinking differently. Thank you for thinking about tomorrow, not yesterday. About progress, not decline. About equality, not bigotry. About love, not hate. About hope, not fear. Thank you for thinking we can really be a nation of the people, by the people and for the people. Hoy si somos una nación de la gente, por la gente, y para toda la gente! God bless you. And may God bless these United States of America.
- Abby Whelan: We're only beginning to identify a location for the presidential library, but we'd hold any contribution you're willing to make at this time in high esteem. Did you happen to have a figure in mind?
- Theodore: $250 million.
- Abby Whelan: I'm sorry?
- Ms. Ruland: I thought we discussed 3.
- Theodore: $300 million.
- Abby Whelan: For a presidential library?
- Ms. Ruland: Of course not. Do we look crazy?
- Abby Whelan: No. I, um...
- [clears her throat]
- Abby Whelan: $300 million.
- Theodore: Not for the president or his library, Ms. Whelan. It's not his team that we're interested in being a part of. It's yours.
- Abby Whelan: [to Abby] You'd make a great candidate. I have no doubt about that. You have the brilliancy, charisma, breeding. Plus, those dresses of yours - don't get me started. But let's be clear, once you leave him, there'll be no more smiles, no more pats on the back, no more scotch on the damn seal. He will not be proud of you. He will be abandoned by you. And no matter how good your life is or how successful you are, there's always gonna be a part of you that Well you never really feel whole again. A piece of you is always with him. If you can live with that, do it. Run. Soar to great heights. Join me over here in the rare air. If you can't, don't.