[anymouse]

JimRob: Maverick McCain, you just did an incredibly brave thing. What you should have done was land your campaign! you don't own that campaign, the voters do! Son, your ego is writing checks your body can't cash. You've been busted, you lost your qualifications as section leader three times, put in hack twice by me, with a history of high speed passes over five air control towers, and one admiral's daughter!
Sarah Barracuda: Hillery Clinton?
[Maverick McCain shrugs]
JimRob: And you asshole, you're lucky to be here! Sarah Barracuda: Thank you, sir.
JimRob: And let's not bull**** Maverick McCain. Your family name ain't the best in the Navy. You need to be doing it better, and cleaner than the other guy. Now what is it with you? Maverick McCain: Just want to serve my country, be the best pilot in the Navy, sir.
JimRob: Don't screw around with me Maverick McCain. You're a hell of an instinctive pilot. Maybe too good. I'd like to bust your butt but I can't. I got another problem here. I gotta send somebody from this squadron to Washington. I gotta do something here, I still can believe it. I gotta give you your dream shot! I'm gonna send you up against the best. You two characters are going to the White House.

[gridlock]

I gotta do something here, I still can believe it. I gotta give you your dream shot! I'm gonna send you up against the best. You two characters are going to the White House...

Cue the guitars...