Back when “The West Wing” was on TV, my wife used to get annoyed with me because I had a tendency to deliver the next line of dialogue even though I’d never seen the episode before. I didn’t know why I knew what was going to be said.

Now I do:

Somewhere along the way, every Aaron Sorkin entertainment vessel was downloaded into my brain, and blurting out the next line of “The West Wing” was triggered because I heard the banter or watched the situation before, in “Sports Night,” or “A Few Good Men,” or “The American President.” Or whatever other Sorkin presentation I didn’t know I had already seen.

No great meeting of minds. Just call and response. Which is what television and movies are all about.