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Edited on Wed Oct-29-03 12:31 AM by Paragon
Bartlet: "Forgive me, Dr. Jacobs. Are you a MD?"
Dr. Jacobs: "PhD."
Bartlet: "A PhD?"
Dr. Jacobs: "Yes, sir."
Bartlet: "In Psychology?"
Dr. Jacobs: "No, Sir."
Bartlet: "Theology?"
Dr. Jacobs: "No."
Bartlet: "Social work?"
Dr. Jacobs: "I have a PhD in English Literature."
Bartlet: "I'm asking, 'cause on your show, people call in for advice and you go by the name of Dr. Jacobs on your show. And I didn't know if maybe your listeners were confused by that, and assumed you had advanced training in Psychology, Theology, or health care."
Dr. Jacobs: "I don't believe they are confused, no sir."
Bartlet: "Good. I like your show. I like how you call homosexuality an abomination."
Dr. Jacobs: "I don't say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President. The Bible does."
Bartlet: "Yes, it does. Leviticus."
Dr. Jacobs: "Eighteen twenty-two."
Bartlet: "Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I had you here. I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21 : 7. She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, and always clears the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Chief of Staff, Leo McGarry, insists on working on the Sabbath, Exodus 35:2, clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important, 'cause we've got a lot of sports fans in this town. Touching the skin of a dead pig makes us unclean, Leviticus 11 : 7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother, John, for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? One last thing, while you may be mistaking this for your monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tightass Club, in this building, when the President stands nobody sits."
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