Leslie Knope Quote #962

Quote from Leslie Knope in Bus Tour

Leslie Knope: "We're all your friends," said Mr. Bacon. "Welcome home." The end. And that is Groffle, the awful Waffle, a book that I wrote and published on behalf of my education initiative. Any questions?
Girl: Yes? How did Groffle cross the syrup river? And why did you call Mr. Newport a jerk?
Leslie Knope: Ah... Well, I should not have called Nick Newport a jerk, because we need to be respectful of all dead people. I mean, not Stalin or Hitler, but... I'm not calling Nick Newport Hitler.
Eugene: Ms. Knope, I have a follow-up to what I'm now deciding to call "jerk-gate." Are there any other deceased members of Bobby Newport's family you'd like to attack?
Rebecca: And quit ducking the waffle question. Did Groffle use a boat of some kind?
Ben: All right, that's all the questions for now. Thank you, everybody.
Eugene: Are we to assume that he swam across the syrup river?

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 ‘Bus Tour’ Quotes

Quote from Leslie Knope

Leslie Knope: [aside to camera] We've come so far. I want this so bad, I can taste it. When I close my eyes, I can picture the flash of the cameras at my swearing in. And I can hear the sound of the applause when I take my oath. And I can see in the crowd president Obama smiling at me. He made it. I didn't think he would come, but he made it. Hey, buddy.

Quote from Andy

Andy: A few days ago, on a routine campaign stop in downtown Pawnee, one Leslie Knope - pause - was attacked - play - by a pie. Luckily, it only hit Jerry, so no damage was done. Play. The only evidence we have is a video shot by - pause - my wife, April Ludgate. This is Burt Macklin's greatest assignment yet. If you are watching, perpetrator, just know that you are still at large.

Quote from Chris

Chris: [aside to camera while cycling] This has been a difficult year for me, romantically. Millicent Gergich, Ann Perkins, Andy's professor-- lots of disappointment, but if I keep my body moving and my mind occupied at all times, I will avoid falling into a bottomless pit of despair.