My sweet Richard. Dance'd nimbly round the king's hearth thou hath. Even whilst clamored I...

Lynne Cheney: My sweet Richard. Dance'd nimbly round the king's hearth thou hath. Even whilst clamored I for more, more! Parched maw craned towards the drip, drip of imagined waters. But I say to you now, rest, retire. Thou hast honored thy vows to wife and crown. Dick Cheney: Has blindness usurped vision in you, my wife? No mere treaty is our union. Thou shared thy torch's flame with mine. Revealing halls and spires of long faded empires. And now, I may hold aloft mine own fiery cresset. And make flesh our bond of power. Lynne Cheney: Dare I? Dare I let hope's beak place gathered bramble upon my heart for future's nest? Many winters past hath I let this hope die, cruel winds silencing tiny birds' needy cries. Now that it hath arrived, I say yea. Mine own blood and will are yours 'til pierced be the last soldier's breastplate, spilling forth its ruby jelly treasures.

My sweet Richard. Dance'd nimbly round the king's hearth thou hath. Even whilst clamored I for more, more! - Mm. - Parched maw craned towards the drip, drip of imagined waters. But I say to you now, rest, retire. Thou hast honored thy vows to wife and crown. Has blindness usurped vision in you, my wife? No mere treaty is our union. Thou shared thy torch's flame with mine. Revealing halls and spires... ...of long faded empires. And now, I may hold aloft mine own fiery cresset. And make flesh our bond of power. Dare I? Dare I let hope's beak place gathered bramble upon my heart for future's nest? Many winters past hath I let this hope die, cruel winds silencing tiny birds' needy cries. Now that it hath arrived, I say yea. Yea. Mine own blood and will are yours 't i I p i e rced be the last soldier's breastplate, spilling forth its ruby jelly treasures. So? So I think we, uh, proceed. What about Mary? Mmm. It's VP. Not the same scrutiny. No. He has allies, Dick. Connections. You're new to his world. You don't know the landscape. Well, I had better conduct a very thorough search. Every stone, hell, every grain of sand... needs to be looked under for this questionnaire. Dick, we're asking for all financials, all medical, all interviews, press, writings, all legal records... Sometimes people use LLCs to hide certain monies. And? Any more comprehensive and we would need a rubber glove. - Sorry, Liz. - That wasn't offensive. Should I be offended? Well, I'm offended. Dave didn't worry if I'd be offended. Oh, a rubber glove, like a proctology exam.