DONNA: Good morning.
JOSH: I'm a little tired today.
DONNA: From the lovemaking?
JOSH: I'm supposed to see Leo.
DONNA: Yeah, listen I need a favour--I need you to get me out of jury duty.
DONNA: Because I have jury duty.
JOSH: Well, why don't you wait until we're a little closer and ask me again?
DONNA: Can you do it?
DONNA: Why not?
JOSH: What kind of legal authority do you think I'm empowered with?
DONNA: But you're a powerful man.
JOSH: You get--yes. Thank you. You get deferrals, don't you?
DONNA: Only four.
DONNA: I've used them all up.
JOSH: Then it looks like justice is finally in your hands.
DONNA: I don't want it in my hands right now. I'm kind of seeing somebody.
JOSH: Yes. Well, there's nothing I can do for you.
DONNA: I'm surprised to hear that, because you're such a powerful man. All the girls say so. Have you been zapped of your power by the lovemaking?
(Margaret, who is standing nearby, turns and looks at Josh, a seriously pained expression on her face)
JOSH: She's ... I don't ...
MARGARET: He's waiting for you.
DONNA: The trick obviously is appearing unsuitable--not just for this, but for any jury, while avoiding a contempt citation. So, what do you think if I just explain to them that my boss is a lawyer, my lawyer is a lawyer and I'm dating a lawyer that I'll--
JOSH: It's jury duty. It's not an appendectomy. It's jury duty. Do it, don't do it--but if you don't do it, you don't get to complain about the O.J. verdict.
DONNA: I don't know if you care, but you officially won the Iowa Democratic Caucus.