{{Bartlet and Leo are on their way to a meeting with Babish.}}

Leo: You're scared of Babish.
Bartlet: Oh, like you're not.
Leo: No, because we are both men of Chicago.
Bartlet: What is it with people from Chicago that they're so happy to have been born there? I meet so many people who can't wait to tell me they're from Chicago and when I meet them, they're living anywhere but Chicago.
Leo: You wouldn't understand.

"Chicago was founded by two guys from New York who said, 'You know, I really like the crime and congestion, but the weather's just not crappy enough.'"

"Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders . . . "

Chicago happened slowly, like a migraine.