Albert Arnold "Al" Gore, Jr. (born March 31, 1948) served as the 45th Vice President of the United States (1993–2001), under President Bill Clinton. He was the Democratic Party's nominee for President and won the popular vote in the 2000 U.S. presidential election.
Gore is currently an author and environmental activist. He has founded a number of non-profit organizations, including the Alliance for Climate Protection, and has received a Nobel Peace Prize for his work in climate change activism.
Gore was previously an elected official for 24 years, representing Tennessee in the U.S. House of Representatives (1977–85), and later in the U.S. Senate (1985–93), and finally becoming Vice President in 1993. In the 2000 presidential election, Gore won the popular vote by a margin of more than 500,000 votes. However, he ultimately lost the Electoral College to Republican George W. Bush when the U.S. Supreme Court settled the legal controversy over the Florida vote recount by ruling 5-4 in favor of Bush. It was the only time in history that the Supreme Court has determined the outcome of a presidential election.
The future of the nation was hanging by a chad.
Michael Whouley: I love Warren Christopher, but I think the guys so tight he probably eats his M&Ms; with a knife and fork.
Ron Klain: How hard is it to punch a paper ballot?::Michael Whouley: It's pretty God damn hard when you're eighty something years old, you're arthritic, and you're blind as a fucking bat. Unfortunately for us, blind fucking bats tend to vote Democratic.
Michael Whouley: Now it's time to prove to Al Gore who the real Ron fucking Klain really is. It's time to show Al Gore that Ron Klain is a fucking brawler and he's not going to back down from this particular fucking fight.::Ron Klain: Anyone ever tell you you say "fuck" a lot?
David Boies: [holds up bag of red m&m;'s] I'm only eating the red ones today.
Ron Klain: The plural of "chad" is "chad"?
Michael Whouley: [on the phone to Ron] I think the networks have got the wrong numbers. We're still alive.
Michael Whouley: There's a hundred and thirty five thousand ballots out there whose counting machines have declared non votes.
James Baker: Now listen people, this is a street fight for the presidency of the United States.
Michael Whouley: [to Ron] Whoever stops fighting first always loses.
Ron Klain: Every vote from every citizen deserves to be counted.
All-New Feature-Length Epic!
Just when you thought it was safe to watch something else!
Al Gore: Finally, I get to save the Earth with deadly laser blasts instead of deadly slide shows!
Leela: What's the secret of time travel doing on Fry's ass?::Fry: It was bound to be somewhere!
Nibbler: Everyone, out of the universe!
Amy Wong: Look at us, living like trash-eating bums in an alley now.::Zoidberg: Yes... Now...
Hermes Conrad: And that's why they call me 11-inch Conrad.
Bender: I support and oppose many things, but not strongly enough to pick up a pen.
Lars: Hello, everyone who isn't Leela. And a special hello to everyone else.
[last lines]::Bender: Well, we're boned.
[Nibbler finishes removing the timecode from Fry's butt with a laser]::Nibbler: Finished. I've managed to save the universe and forty percent of your rectum.::[everyone cheers]::Bubblegum Tate: That's all you need.
Al Gore: Dang. That hundred dollars could have gotten me... one gallon of gas!::[dramatic chord]
Plot
He comes from a distant and erotic land where the ancient secrets of seduction are passed down through generations of Kama Sutra, oyster popping, orgy loving horn-dogs. He's the Ronin of Romance, the Dali Licky Lama, the Gandhi from Behindi. He is, The Samurai Love God.
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The story of a man and a cross-eyed fiddlin' yak is never a short one.
Censorship is a dirty word.
M.C.:
I know what you're thinking
You wonder why I chose her
Out of all the ladies in the world
That's just a first impression
What good's a first impression
If you knew her like I do,
It would change your point of view-
If you could see her
If you could see her thru my eyes,
You wouldn't wonder at all.
If you could see her thru my eyes,
I guarantee you would fall
(Like I did)
When we're in public together,
I hear society moan,
But if they could see her thru my eyes,
Maybe they'd leave us alone.
How can I speak of her virtues?
I don't know where to begin.
She's clever, she's smart, she reads music,
She doesn't smoke or drink gin.
(Like I do)
Yet when we're walking together,
They sneer if I'm holding her hand,
But if they could see her thru my eyes,
Maybe they'd all understand...
Why don't they leave us alone?
(Spoken)
Ladies and Gentlemen, I ask you,
Is there a crime to fall in love?
Can one ever choose where our heats lead us?
All we as is 'Ein bißchen Verständnis', a little understanding!
(Sung)
Oh, I understand your objection,
I grant my problem's not small;
But if you could see her thru my eyes,
Money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
It makes the world go round
A mark, a yen, a buck or a pound
A buck or a pound, a buck or a pound
Is all that makes the world go round
That clinking, clanking sound
Can make the world go round
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
If you happen to be rich and you feel like a night's
Entertainment
You can pay for a gay escapade
If you happen to be rich, and alone, and you need
A companion, you can ring tingaling for the maid
If you happen to be rich and you find you are left by your
Lover
Tho you moan and you groan quite a lot
You can take it on the chin
Call a cab, and begin to recover on your fourteen carat
Yacht
What?
Money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
Of that we both are sure
On being poor
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money
When you haven't any coal in the stove and you freeze
In the winter and you curse to the wind at your fate
When you haven't any shoes on your feet and your coat's
Thin as paper
And you look thirty pounds underweight
When you go to get a word of advice from the fat little
Pastor
He will tell you to love evermore
But when hunger comes to rap, rat-a-tat,
Rat-a-tat at the window
Tap-tap
Who's there?
Hunger
Oooo hunger!
See how love flies out the door
For money makes the world go round
The world go round, the world go round
Money makes the world go round
The clinking, clanking sound of money
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Get a little, get a little
Money, money, money, money
Mark, a yen, a buck or a pound
That clinking, clanking, clunking sound
Is all that makes the world go round
M.C. and GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee dee,
Bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee dee,
Bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee bee-dle-dee dee.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
Two ladies.
GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
Two ladies.
GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
And I'm the only man, ja!
GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
I like it.
GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
They like it.
GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
This two for one!
M.C. and GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
GIRLS:
Two ladies.
M.C.:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
GIRLS:
Two ladies.
M.C.:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
GIRLS:
And he's the only man,
M.C.:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
GIRLS:
He likes it.
M.C.:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
GIRLS:
We like it.
M.C.:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
GIRLS:
This two for one!
GIRL 1:
I do the cooking
GIRL 2:
And I make the bed
M.C.:
I go out daily to earn our daily bread.
But we've one thing in common
GIRL 1:
M.C.:
GIRL 2:
And me,
GIRL 1:
The key,
GIRL 2:
The key,
M.C.:
The key.
Eins,
GIRL 2:
Zwei,
GIRL 1:
Drei,
ALL:
Los!
GIRLS:
Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!
M.C.:
We switch partners daily
To play as he please,
GIRL 1:
Twosie beats onsie,
M.C.:
But nothing beats threes.
I sleep in the middle,
GIRL 2:
I'm left,
GIRL 1:
And I'm right.
M.C.:
But there's room on the bottom
If you drop in some night!
M.C. and GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
Two ladies.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
Two ladies.
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
And he's the only man, ja!
GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
I like it.
GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
They like it.
GIRLS:
Bee-dle-dee dee dee dee.
M.C.:
This two for one!
GIRLS:
M.C.:
Willkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome!
Fremder, Etranger, Stranger,
Glücklich zu sehen,
Je suis enchanté,
Happy to see you,
Bleibe, reste, stay.
Willkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome!
Im Cabaret, Au Cabaret, To Cabaret!
Meine Damen und Herren-
Mes dames et Messieurs-
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Comment ça va?
Do you feel good?
Ich bin euer Conférencier!
I am you host!
Und sage.
Willkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome!
Leave your troubles outside.
So life is disappointing, forget it!
In here life is beautiful.
The girls are beautiful.
Even the orchestra is beautiful.
(The Band plays)
And now presenting the cabaret girls!
Heidi, Christine, Mouzy, Helga, Betty, Und inged.
Each and everyone a virgin--
You don't believe me,
Well, do not take my word for it,
Go ahead, ask Helga!
Ha ha ha!
GIRLS:
Glücklich zu sehen,
Je suis enchanté,
Happy to see you--
Willkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome!
Im Cabaret,
Au Cabaret,
To Cabaret!
Willkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome! M.C.:
Fremder, Etranger, Stranger, I love stranger
Glücklich zu sehen,
Je suis enchanté, Enchanté, Madame!
COMPANY:
Happy to see you,
Wir sagen
Willkommen! Bienvenue! Welcome!
Im Cabaret,
Au Cabaret,
Ya descubri que sin ti no hay calor
Ya descubri que el amar es de dos...
Que tonto fuy al tenerte y perderte
Ya tarde es imposible olvidarte
Son dos abriles los que an pasado
Son dos abriles que no se de ti
Son dos abriles los que he llorado
Sin tu amor
Son dos abriles los que an pasado
Son dos abriles que no se de ti
Son dos abriles los que he llorado
Sin tu amor
Son dos abriles los que an pasado
Son dos abriles que no se de ti
Son dos abriles los que he llorado
Sin tu amor
Son dos abriles los que he llorado