Commissioner Johnson: President, we should maybe stop this ebola outbreak by demanding people stay quarantined.
President Jay Dubya: Demand? *waves The Leviathan around* No, here, it says on page 542 that the fundamental rights of liberty, along with free will...
Johnson: Half of New York is vomiting and shitting blood. This is the most contagious strain of ebola we've ever seen.
Dubya: Commissioner, riddle me this: How can you have a fundamental right against disease, if you don't have one against tornadoes? It go all twisty but you don't control the twisty, do you? Look, there's this guy named John Stuart Mill...
Johnson: Sir if I may take a little poetic license from our official manner of speaking, you are going to fucking kill us if you continue to do nothing. The hospitals have gargoyles flying around inside them. A gate to hell has opened.
Dubya: Back up, back up. Poetic license? What's next? A license to make toast in your own damn toaster?