Francine: Can't you do this downstairs?
Stan: No, I need you, you're my muse. Now shut up. I can't think with your babbling.

Stan: Mr. Bush, will you please put on your clothes?
President Bush: Never! I wanna be naked!

Stan: I don't have time for your nonsense. I have to finish my Bush essay.
Hayley: You're still working on that? You've officially put more time into that essay than he has on his presidency.
Stan: (Gasps) How dare you talk that way about The Dub! At least he's not a lush. He's been sober for 15 years. I'm pretty sure that makes him a black belt.

President Bush: Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a press conference to stammer through.
Stan: (to Hayley) That means he has to poop.

Steve: What the hell are you doing?
Roger: Hmm? Oh, I'm harvesting one of your kidneys to sell on the black market, then I'm gonna buy Dollywood.
Steve: Dollywood?
Roger: Dolly Parton's theme park. The rides give you the same experience as looking at her; fun from far away, but really scary up close.

President Bush: Wait a minute. Stan, you told her she was a lost cause?
Stan: Sir, she's been nothing but trouble. She stays out late, she lies, she drinks.
President Bush: Stan, those things don't make your daughter a lost cause. Look at me. When I was her age, I was blitzed off my ass 24/7. Doing Tequila shots, Jell-O shooters, Mind Erasers, Cement Mixers, Dr. Pepper Bombs, Mud Slides, Kamikazes, Jageritas, Lemon Drops, B-52s, Fuzzy Navels, Gorilla Farts, Scorpion Bowls, Singapore Slings, Prairie Fires, Bloody Marys, Slippery Nipples. Point is, no matter how much I messed up -- Flaming Everclears -- no matter how much I messed up, my daddy always believed in me. Heck, Stan, your daughter's not a lost cause. She's right on track to be President.

Stan: Francine, go get dinner ready. The President's hungry. You're going to love my wife's cooking, sir. And her desserts are to die for.
Francine: Actually, Stan, I didn't make a dessert tonight.
Stan: Is exactly what you would say if we were getting a divorce tomorrow.

Roger: Well, terrorist, you leave us no choice. We will now torture you in my backless chair.
Steve: That's a stool.
Roger: (Slaps Steve) It's a backless chair! Don't diminish my invention!

Roger: Oh, my God, Steve said you were here. Mr. President, I have something important to show you. I hope you brougt your checkbook.
(Stan hits Roger him with the door)
Stan: Uh, that's our maid.
President Bush: Oh, fun! I love Mexicans! Some say they're essential to our economy. Others say they're a drain on our resources. All I know is burritos are delicious.

Stan: I can't believe it! This is a national disaster!
Hayley: Maybe we should call FEMA so they can rescue him in four or five days.
Stan: I am sick of your snide comments! President Bush is a good, honest man, and you're a liar!
Hayley: I told you, that rum wasn't mine!
Stan: Lies! It's like you have to lie to live. You're a lie-a-betic! You have lie-a-betes! Twice a day, you have to take a shot of Inso-lie-ne!

President Bush: Actually, Stan, I'll meet you downstairs. I've got some legislation I need to pass.
Stan: I don't understand.
President Bush: I, um, have a justice I need to push through.
Stan: For the Supreme Court? Is there a vacancy?
President Bush: I need to poop, Stan.
Stan: Oh. Oh, right. Okay, gotcha.

Stan: Quick! Give me some coffee! The President's off his ass, and we have to sober him up!
Francine: Oh my God! Here. Here's some breakfast blend.
Stan: The President falls off the wagon after 15 years of clean living, and you want to serve him breakfast blend?! Breakfast blend?! Yeah, that could work. Where are the filters?
Francine: Above the sink.
Stan: Above the sink? Above the sink?! Oh, yeah, here they are.

President Bush: (Walks in the bathroom) Oop, there's already a guy in here. Oh, no, that's just a mirror.

Stan: Coffee! I'll get you some coffee! How do you take it?
President Bush: Well, Stan, I like my coffee like my Secretaries of State: not too dark and a little sweet. (Chuckles)

Stan: So, like, can you make Tony Blair do whatever you want? Like, if you told him to eat a bug, he'd have to eat a bug? Like any type of bug? Like a bug with a lot of legs?
President Bush: That's right, Stan.
Stan: (Laughs) Wow!

Stan: You escaped the Pit of No Return? How did you get past my...
Hayley: They're all dead, Dad.
Stan: Even the younglings?
Hayley: I made you a wallet out of their hides. (Gives Stan the wallet)
Stan: No! Ooh! A little change pocket. That's nice. What did you make this out of?...No! My younglings!

There are two goofs in this episode which have to do with the kitchen. First, Francine tells Stan that the coffee filters are above the sink, however when he goes into the kitchen to get them he does not take them from the cupboard above the sink. Second, according to Steve, Hayley snuck President Bush out through the back door while Stan and Francine were in the kitchen, however the back door is in the kitchen.

In many previous episodes, Stan says his hero is Ronald Reagan, but in this episode, it's George W. Bush (unless this was changed following Reagan's death).

Star Wars

There are two reference to Star Wars in this episode. First, the part where Steve is riding the animal in the snow is much like a scene Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back when Luke Skywalker is stranded out in the snow.

Second, when Hayley exits the pit and Stan asks "Even the younglings?" is exactly what Yoda says to Obi Wan Kenobi in Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith.

Hayley: Maybe we should call FEMA so they can rescue him in four or five days.

FEMA stands for Federal Emergency Management Agency. Hayley is making fun of their slow response to the Hurricane Katrina disaster.

Stan: So, like, can you make Tony Blair do whatever you want?

Tony Blair is the Prime Minister of England.