Quotes

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Episode
Quote
101 Harrison: I’m not a baby lawyer. I’m a gladiator in a suit. Because that’s what you are when you work for Olivia. You’re a gladitor in a suit. You want to be a gladiator in a suit.
Quinn: I want to be a gladiator in a suit.
101 Harrison: Quinn, this is not a blind date. On blind dates I like to buy a woman dinner because it makes her more likely to sleep with me or give me a second date. When I buy you dinner, you’ll know I’m interested.
101 Quinn: I so admire your work in the White House. It’s an honor to work for your law firm.
Olivia: We’re not a law frim. We’re lawyers but this is not a law firm.
Steven: Law firms are for pansies.
Olivia: We solve problems.
Abby: Manage crises, save reputations.
Quinn: It’s still an honor.
101 Olivia: My vote always comes down to my gut. My gut tells me everything I need to know. We’re taking the case.
Steven: Why do we even bother voting?
Olivia: You’re pretty. And smart. So pretty, so smart.
101 Abby: Hey Wally, body still here or did the morgue take it already?
Wally: Go home. I’m not telling you anything.
Abby: You don’t have to. I’ll just take a quick look at the crime scene.
Wally: Not on my watch.
Abby: How’s your wife, Wally? She’s, what, six months pregnant? Does she know about the stripper?
Wally: You’re a real bitch, you know that?
Abby: [smiling] I do know that, Wally.
101 Olivia: He’s not wooing me, we’re friends.
Stephen: You and I are friends. He’s the leader of the free world. Your life makes me feel unsuccessful.
101 Quinn: We’ve been here all night. Don’t you people ever sleep? Don’t any of you have husbands? Wives? Kids? Lives?
Harrison: No.
Quinn: Oh.
Harrison: Gladiator in a suit.
101 Stephen: What if I marry her, and I cheat? Or she gets bored with me? Or she doesn’t love me enough? I’m not a good guy. Livie, what if she leaves me?
Olivia: I’ve gotta trust my gut and my gut is what?
Stephen: Never wrong.
Olivia:My gut tells me she’s in this with you. If it doesn’t work, it doesn’t work, but you have to try. Because if you try, if you leap, and you try, and it doesn’t work, it’s not on you.
101 Huck: Olivia Pope fixes things. That’s who she is. You need fixing. I don’t need to know your story. Everyone in this office needs fixing. You’re a stray dog and Olivia took you in. Don’t question it.
101 Huck: You’re here because you worship her. You want to be her. You think if you’re near her, if you stand in her light, you’ll finally do stuff that matters. Because you need to believe that there’s something greater than a 9 to 5 crap job. That there’s a higher purpose. That your life has meaning because the world feels big and you feel lost. Am I right?
101 Olivia: You love her, she loves you. Normal people get married.
Stephen: You don’t even date.
Olivia: I’m not normal.
102 Olivia: Everybody has secrets, Abby, most of them aren’t pretty. In our line of work, I don’t judge. Neither should you.
102 Abby: You’d never pay for sex would you? Have you?
Harrison: Everyone pays for sex, at least until they’re in a relationship. That’s how it works. I buy you dinner, I buy you drinks, it’s not out of the goodness of my heart.
Abby: Why do men do it?
Harrison: Honestly? To never have to have a conversation like the one we’re having right now.
102 Huck: You look like you’re going to throw up. Don’t throw up in my office.
Quinn: I was doing a thing, for Olivia, and I screwed it up.
Huck: You screw up, you fix it. You’re a fixer. That’s the job.
Quinn: I lost a person. I need you to help me track them, or hunt them, or whatever it is you do to find someone right this instant.
Huck: You try their house? Try their house.
102 Sharon: I didn’t stay out of trouble for 30 years by kissing and telling, Stevie. Nobody know that better than you.
Stephen: Your clients are all grown men. I’m a grown man. I made a choice. To do something illegal. And sometimes we have to live with the choices we make.
102 Olivia: It’s a dirty little secret. And dirty little secrets always come out.
102 Fitz: You think they’ll get past this?
Olivia: I don’t know how they can.
Fitz: I think that those two people want to be together. I think that love, at the end of the day, is stronger than some mistakes somebody made. Something they did that they regret. I think that love allows for forgiveness. Don’t you?
103 First lady: You needed one chance to sleep in.
President: I’m the leader of the free world. I do not sleep in.
First Lady: Why aren’t you sleeping?
Fitz: Mel…
Mellie: I just want you to have what you need. You know that.
103 Olivia: In a case like this, perception is more importatnt than evidence. The truth doesn’t matter. He looks guilty, he is guilty.
103 Quinn: So, we lost? I mean, what happens when we lose? We’re just…done?
Olivia: We’re never done. If we lose this round, we prep him for appeal. If we lose that, we prep him for a second appeal because what ever happens, there’s always another move. Whatever happens, we do not give up. It is my name on that door and I do not give up.
Abby: It’s not personal.
Harrison: She really doesn’t like the word “lose.”
103 Lab tech: You’re not a cop.
Harrison: Not even close.
Lab tech: Usually all we get down here are cops, sometimes lawyers, but you’re not a lawyer either.
Harrison: I’m definitely not a cop, some days I’m a lawyer, but today, I’m just a single man looking for evidence.
Lab tech: Are you flirting with me?
103 Quinn: [on the phone with Gideon] Hey, Gideon? Hi. It’s Quinn Perkins, from Olivia Pope and Associates. I was wondering if you wanted to grab a drink with me tonight if you’re not busy. If you are, it’s completely and totally fine. we could do it another time or tomorrow or next week or never at all ever.
Huck: [eavesdropping] You’re weird.
Quinn: I’m not weird.
Huck: Weird is good.
Quinn: Thank you.
103 Quinn: Hey, what are you doing here?
Huck: Setting you up…Put your hair down, and take that jacket off. Flirt just enough, but not too much, and do not let him see you home.
Quinn: I can handle myself.
Huck: I heard you on the phone. You need to be set up.
103 Fitz: Why did you invite her to the State dinner?
Mellie: Olivia?
Fitz: Why would you do that?
Mellie: Because you needed to see her. I trust that tonight, you’ll sleep like a baby.
104 Stephen: You know what’s interesting about being engaged? Fiancees don’t like it when you get out of bed at 3 am to go see another woman. But you called, I came, and I brought our best friend Shiraz.
104 Huck: Would you like me to get a gun?
Quinn: You have a gun?
Abby: I have one too.
Olivia: No guns!
104 Cyrus: You and I aren’t friends anymore. Don’t come here again.
104 Harrison: Shut it down.
Quinn: I’m sorry?
Harrison: I saw you on your date last night.
Quinn: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Harrison: You’re lying, which isn’t the problem. The problem is you suck at it. Every time you do it, you look like you’re about to cry. You look like you’re about to cry right now.
Quinn: I’m not going to.
Harrison: Now. You can’t keep seeing this guy. There’s going to come a time when you’re going to have to lie to him to protect a client, and we don’t lie to reporters, because once you do there’s no going back. You’ve killed the one thing you protect at all costs–your credibility. And not just your credibility, my credibility. This firm’s credibility. And that’s not going to happen. So save yourself the trouble and shut it down.
104 Olivia: I did what I had to for my client. I made a tough call. You don’t like it, Abby, too bad. It’s my name on that door, not yours.
Abby: Don’t talk to me about tough calls or names on the door…When Charles fractured three of my ribs and broke my jaw and threw me out into the snow in my nightgown, Olivia Pope took a tire iron and broke his knee cap and got me the best divorce attorney in the state and got me out of that marriage. It’s what Olivia does. It’s who you are. You are the gladiator. I would gladly follow you over a cliff, but you’ve gotta show up. You gotta be a warrior. You don’t get to pick and choose when the real Olivia Pope walks through that door. You made the wrong call.
104 Fitz: Would it be so bad if all this ended?
Mellie: What?
Fitz: I wanted to help people. That was the point. I got in this job to help people, not for the job. I could find better ways to affect change.
Mellie: What’s going on? What happened?
Fitz: Would it be so bad if this ended?
Mellie: Yes, it would be so bad if this ended. It would be catastrophic. Now pull yourself together, dammit, you’ve got a speech to give.
104 Fitz: The way I see it, all roads lead back to Amanda Tanner. She’s saying we had an affair. She’s saying she’s carrying my child. Without her, there’s nothing but that tape. And without her, that tape is just a guy who sounds vaguely like me. There’s no proof. Nobody even takes that tape seriously without it being vouched for, which means our problem is Amanda Tanner and she’s not our problem. She’s a kid. Our real problem is Olivia Pope.
Cyrus: You realize
Fitz: I got into this job to help people, to change this country for the better. I am the President of the United States of America. It’s time I acted like it.
Cyrus: Thank you, Mr. President.
104 Olivia: You seem awful chipper about all this, Cyrus.
Cyrus: I am. I am. I’ll tell you why. I’m a workaholic and my sweet husband doesn’t let me work on Sundays unless there’s a war, which is why I hate Sundays and I really hate to garden. So you can see why I’d be excited because there is, in fact, a war. There’s a bloody, scary war starting right now.
Olivia: You and I are going to war? That’s what you want? Fine.
Cyrus: [laughs] Oh no. I’m sorry. I wasn’t clear. This isn’t my war. You know who sent me here? The President of the United States sent me here, to this office, to deliver these piles of dirt. I’m not the general. I’m not the bad guy. I”m just the errand boy who doesn’t have to garden anymore. President Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III has declared war on you, Olivia, and he does so with the full force of the White House and the legion of men and women who work in the United States government. May God have mercy on your soul.
105 David: So, who do you think killed her? See, I’ve got this nagging feeling you’ve got a pretty good idea. I know I give you a long leash on a lot of things and I like to because, despite my better judgment and all my protests to the contrary, I really do consider you a friend. But I can’t look the other way here, not on this…I prosecute crime. I get the bad guys. So at some point, even with you I gotta draw the line. I’ve gotta do my job. I’ve gotta be the sheriff.
Olivia: The white hat looks good on you.
105 Fitz: Trust your gut. Your gut is never wrong.
Olivia: I don’t have a gut anymore.
105 Olivia: What happened?
Stephen: I lost my superpowers. I’m engaged. I can’t use every tool in the box anymore.
105 Cyrus: Never let a crisis go to waste, Mr. President.
105 Quinn: We should be doing things. Things should be happening. Shouldn’t we at least file a missing person’s report?
Harrison: Just because you don’t see things happening, doesn’t mean things aren’t happening. With Olivia, things are always happening.
106 Olivia: “You cheated on your mistress with your girlfriend. Let’s just leave it at that.”
Fitz: “She wasn’t my girlfriend. Don’t you ever call yourself a mistress. We both know better.”
106 Fitz: Really? You really want me to detail for you how and where and in what positions Amanda Tanner and I had sex? Will that help make you feel better, because I’ll do it.”
106 Cyrus: “Let’s be clear about something. I run a sausage factory.”
Fitz: “Which makes me…sausage?”
Cyrus: “Handsome, highly qualified, smart, idealistic and energetic sausage. The stumping, electrifying speeches, baby kissing–that’s all you. The nitty-gritty, morally bankrupt, back alley brawling rest of the game, that’s me–it’s filthy and thankless and it’s my hallelujah, heroin, and reason to breathe and you–you don’t have half the stomach for it.”
106 I had a job, a paying job from which I took a leave of absence to do a favor for my friend Cyrus because I am good. I am brilliant. I would eat breathe and live Fitzgerald Grant every minute of every day. You would be lucky to have me.
106 Abby: “I’m not deranged. I’m just divorced.”
Olivia: “So stop feeling sorry for yourself. Get out of my kitchen. Call my friend Stephen. He’s fun!”
Abby: “Stop trying to get me laid. Oooh, maybe I’ll buy a gun.”
106 Quinn: You have a car, right? Because I can’t date you if you don’t have a car.
106 Fitz: “You don’t sleep, you rip ties off innocent bystanders for me, you’re killing yourself 24/7 to get me elected, and I don’t even have your vote?”
Olivia: “You’re going to have to earn it, like any other candidate.”
106 Olivia: “I’ve got a guy.”
Fitz: “You’ve got a guy? Another guy? Hells angel? Mobster? A kind-hearted felon who owes you a favor?”
Olivia: “Technically, he’s on probation.”
106 Fitz: “Stand here with me for one minute. Let’s not go back in there or talk or think or,for one minute, we just stand here. I’m not the candidate and you’re not the campaign fixer. We’re just us. One minute, for one minute, just stand here with me.”
106 Fitz: “What kind of a coward was I to marry her and not wait for you to show up?”
107 Cyrus:You tell me to go to war with Olivia Pope and then you spend the night with her. Are you out of your mind?
107 Fitz: I’m sorry if the girl you hired, the girl you mentored, the girl you brought in to save the day, your girl, fell in love with me. That must really eat at you, Cy.
107 Billy: Mention me in your prayers this morning. I’ll take all I can get.
107 Olivia: You can help by sitting on that chair and not moving. You’re our client Quinn. Let us do our job.
107 Fitz: The American people but their trust in me. I’ve already let them down. I’m not willing to lie to them on top of it.
107 Cyrus: Think we could do it again? The impossible?
Olivia: Or we go down trying.
107 Abby: We broke the law for her.
Huck: Olivia hired her. Olivia knows who she is. That makes her worth protecting.
107 Billy: I know you didn’t come in here to use the men’s room. You might as well say it.
Olivia: You’re a murderer.
Billy: I…I’m not proud of that.
107 Olivia: Help me. Put on your white hate and go after Billy Chambers with whatever you think you can make stick…Get some justice for Amanda Tanner and Gideon Wallace. Please.
107 Fitz: A man who isn’t President has options. A man who isn’t President can divorce his wife. A man who isn’t President can have a life. A life he wants, the life he’s always wanted, with the woman he loves.
107 He can talk all he wants about a regular life. Some men aren’t meant to be happy. They’re meant to be great.
107 Stephen: You can’t do this. You can’t have him.
Olivia: Normal is overrated.
107 Huck: Liv, Billy Chambers. I can take care of that. If you want me to. It’s no problem.
Olivia: Huck, I do not want you to kill Billy Chambers.
Huck: Okay, that’s cool, whatever.
107 Mellie: You want to deal? Fine. Let’s deal. For starters, I’m gonna need to take my husband back, because clearly I have to do everything myself from now on.
107 Mellie: Like I always say, if you’ve got a problem, get Olivia Pope on it. You could look a little happier honey, we did just save your Presidency.
107 Fitz: What are you thinking? Who are you right now?
Olivia: The woman who got you elected. So go be the man I voted for.
201 Quinn: I went home and my apartment was surrounded, cops and FBI agents taking out all my stuff. A woman standing outside told me that a girl who lived there blew up a building and killed seven people.
Harrison: If you were innocent, you could’ve just called a lawyer.
Abby: You did work with a bunch of them. Also, I hear they’re in the phone book.
201 Abby: It makes no sense. Do you buy it?
Harrison: I question she’s lying about her alibi, but I have a hard time buying her as some Unabomber freak who could mix Clorox and toothpaste and blow up half an office park. No offense, Huck.
Huck: None taken.
201 David: If I take this to trial, you know what’ll happen.
Olivia: It’ll make your career.
David: I’ll eviscerate her. I’ll have to.
Olivia: You wear your hat, I’ll wear mine.
201 Fitz: How is she? “Man of the people”? That only comes from one person.
Cyrus: She’s good. She’s…busy. You know.
201 Abby: You okay?
201 Olivia: Fine. Where are we?
Abby: Look, I know with Stephen gone you haven’t, uh, if you ever want to talk you know, to a person about anything, I’m a person who talks.
201 Olivia: Do I really have to do this? Explain to you who I am? What I do?
Quinn: I am on trial for my life here. And I am losing.
201 Olivia: I don’t have to answer to you. I have to produce for you. I don’t do lost causes or tilt at windmills. I don’t perform miracles or do the impossible. I make cold calculations about difficult situations and I do not take on anything I know I won’t win. And i will win this. I just need you to trust me. I promise you. I will not let you die in here.
201 David: Liv, you’re not going to win this, and I’m not saying that to rub your face in it. I’m saying that because I’ve been watching you sacrifice everything for this girl. You’ve been walking around with the weight of the world on your shoulders, and a loss this big, this public, it could end you. I’m giving you an out here. Take it. Take the plea, Olivia.
Olivia: I’ll see you in court, David.
201 Olivia: Are you hacking?
Huck: Would you like me to explain it?
Olivia: That would ruin it for both of us.
201 Fitz: Liv?
Olivia: No, pretend I’m somebody else. Somebody you hate. Hang up.
Fitz: You hang up.
201 Olivia: You want to know what I’d do?
Fitz: No, I don’t need you.
Olivia: Spin it. Get out of it. Don’t let it seem like she boxed you into a corner on the war…there’s only one leader of the armed forces and his name is Fitzgerald Grant. If you go to war, it’s because you want to go to war.
Fitz: I hate you.
Olivia: I hate you, too.
201 Harrison: Gladiators in suits, remember? You know I’ve gotta make you say it.
Quinn: Gladiators in suits.
201 Abby: What do you think, Huck? Ready to work across the hall from the Molotov Mistress?
Huck: Olivia says we trust her, we trust her.
Abby: Company man.
202 Olivia: I’m saying 23 hardworking Americans are staying late at night so you can call me.
Fitz: You want me to hang up?
202 Olivia: How are you?
Fitz: I’m serving out my sentence in the crown jewel of the American prison system. How are you?
202 Quinn: You saved my life, I get that, but I still don’t know how, or why, and until then I might as well still be wearing that freaking orange jumpsuit.
Olivia: You want answers, fine, you’ll get them. But you have to trust me when I tell you that it’s in your own best interest that you don’t have every piece of the puzzle right now.
202 Cyrus: Being on the short list is not like winning. Winning is like winning.
202 Olivia: Huck, what are you going to need to take care of this?
Huck: Uh, latex gloves, a 24-inch bonesaw, a skull chisel, an industrial meat cleaver, 3 dozen heavy duty trash bags, 10 bath towels, a 30 foot roll of plastic wrap, and two black coffees, extra tall. It’s gonna be a long day.
Olivia: I want you to move him, not dispose of him.
Huck: Oh.
202 Fitz: Can we skip to the end?
Mellie: Excuse me?
Fitz: You come in, I hear how I’m failing you, I yell, you yell, I feel guilty for yelling at the mother of my children, I apologize, you’re cold, and then you leave. Can we skip right to you leaving?
202 David: You just expect me to bend the law for you once again out of blind faith and admiration. You pour a good bourbon, Olivia, but so does the dive bar down the street.
202 Huck: This is where they took you.
Quinn: Yeah.
Huck: No, I mean, this is where they took you. Lindsay Dwyer. When they do something like that you can’t go back. They said seven people died in that explosion. They were wrong. It was eight. Let’s go home.
202 Fitz: I want a resignation letter in the morning. You’ve been wanting to spend more time with your family. People still buy that one, right?
Cyrus: Yeah, well I plan to use it someday.
202 Fitz: What do you want me to do, Liv? Tell me what to do and I’ll do it.
Olivia: Let me go.
Fitz: Anything but that.
202 Mellie: You thought the two of you were partners. You thought the problems in your marriage were solvable. You thought ‘for better or worse’ meant something. You thought no matter what he’d be faithful. Nancy, right now, you are angry, right now you feel betrayed, but here’s the thing. You are his partner. You are his wife. Some mistress doesn’t change that. He made a mistake. You have to forgive him for it. You weren’t wrong about him. You were just stronger than he was. And he is not a monster. He’s the man you fell in love with. You have to bury the man that you married. Somewhere in all the cheating, Nancy, is the man that you married. Be his wife, right to the end. Be his wife.
202 Olivia: What you want is 15 Christmases on December 25th, 15 birthdays, 15 years of sleeping next to him and waking up with him. You want anniversary dinners, you want parent-teacher conferences, and school plays. You want fights over whose turn it is to wash the dishes and walk the dog. What you want, what you’ve always wanted, is to be part of his life. Now he’s gone you want to be part of his legacy. But you aren’t and you never were. And I can get you six million dollars to try and fix how much that hurts, but that is all that I can do.
202 Mellie: I’d like you to forgive me. I’ve forgiven you. We can’t do this, live in a perpetual war zone. We were never…but we were always partners. And we were always friends. I know you hate me. I know you don’t even want to be in the same room with me. But somewhere, in here, is the girl you got under a blanket with on Oregon Street. I am still the girl who kept you warm and you have to forgive me. Tell me what to do and I will do it. But you have to forgive me.
Fitz: I forgive you, okay? You’re forgiven.
202 Cyrus: I can’t have a baby with you. Because I already have a baby and his name is Fitzgerald Grant. And my baby is troubled and angry and exhausting, and brilliant and he might actually change the world if I can keep my eyes on him every minute and make sure he eats his vegetables and so I don’t have time or the energy or extra space in my soul for another baby, James. I’m sorry. I don’t. I can’t. I don’t have it in me to take care of someone else. Because I’m busy taking care of the United States of America.
203 Quinn: My story didn’t make any sense at first.
Abby: Still doesn’t.
Quinn: Everyone thought I was crazy.
Abby: Still do.
203 Edison: I took an oath to do the exact opposite of what you’re asking me to do.
Olivia: You always did put your career above all.
Edison: Takes one to know one.
203 Cyrus: You’re ticking, sir. You’re ticking. You know how I know you’re ticking? Up until you saw this picture, you’ve been happy. Lately, you’ve been happy, and don’t get me wrong, I’ve enjoyed it. Not because of the happiness but because it’s been weird, like seeing a grandma in a bikini or a Democrat with a Bible. You’re happy, but we both know that happy people are rarely actually happy, unless they’re morons. You are a brilliant man, a Rhodes scholar and a PhD, which means you’re acting happy because she won’t take your calls, and you won’t admit that it bothers you and god knows what else that goes on in the Shakespearean drama that is the women in your life. You’re ticking, sir. You’re a bomb stuffed in a teddy bear waiting to explode.
203 David: What’s the one thing we know about Olivia Pope?
Alissa: Well, she’s well-dressed, she’s a workaholic…
David: Olivia Pope doesn’t use her magic for evil, she uses it for good. Olivia Pope doesn’t move Heaven and Earth and further corrupt the justice system unless she knows at the end of the day she can put on the white hat and ride out of town.
203 Olivia: I am not yours. I don’t show up places because you want me. I am not yours. This is over.
203 Artie: Do you know the kinds of things they’ll do to a man? I heard by the end you’re begging them to kill you.
Huck: Is that so?
203 Fitz: I want you to unleash a legal tsunami. Don’t just empty both barrels. We go nuclear on this.
203 Olivia: We fight this with the network, not in court. We stiffen their backbone, freedom of the press, unconstitutional intrusion of the right to privacy.
Quinn: A man’s cell phone is his castle.
203 Abby: As for why this happened, you’d have to ask Olivia that, and that would be a waste of time because she’s off her game. Her gut is broken, and we have no idea what she’s thinking, what’s going on with her.
203 Olivia: Artie Hornbacher played us. For two days he wagged our dog. I’m not proud of that. But he played you for 16 years. Who knows what secrets he stole along the way, right out from underneath your nose. What a great story! The kind of story that leads to Congressional hearings and mass firings and books and movies. Juicy stuff.
203 Cyrus: Many a man has been undone by jealousy.
203 Mellie: Get over her.
Fitz: Mellie…
Mellie: You see her again, and I’ll blow you away. And I’m an excellent shot, remember?
203 Quinn: I am not a murderer and I am not a liar, and I’m not going anywhere. So the sooner you get over it, the better. And I go by one name now and it’s not Lindsay.
Harrison: [laughing, mocking] I’m Quinn, bitch.
203 Olivia: Huck you didn’t…
Huck: I didn’t hurt him. Much. Anyway they have him now.
Olivia: Huck if I opened a door that you can’t close.
Huck: Doors are closed. I’m okay. I am. You don’t worry about me. I’m handling it.
Olivia: Thank you.
Huck: No, thank you.
204 Huck: Earlier tonight I went out. I went out hard. I drank a lot of whiskey. I wish I could say I didn’t enjoy it, that I felt sick to my stomach, couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror afterward, but I can’t say that. Because it was perfect. And that kind of perfection doesn’t make me feel weak. It makes me feel strong. I looked at myself in the mirror and I finally recognized that person I once knew so well. That person who went out all the time, sometimes just for fun. And now that I’ve seen that person again, I don’t know if I could ever go back.
204 Quinn: Why is Abby the only one who ever questions Olivia?
Harrison: Come again?
Quinn: Look, I’m trying here, okay, I am. I’m trying to be a team player. I’m trying to be just another associate at Pope and Associates but every time I look at Olivia, I think, this woman saved my life, and she won’t tell me how and she won’t tell me why. And I know she’s done things for all of us, fixed all of us, but no one asks her any questions. We all just do whatever she says, and doesn’t that ever bother you?
Harrison: You know what I think about when I look at Olivia? My bookkeeping degree. That’s what you do, right, when you spend eight years in federal prison? That’s what I was facing for insider trading. Eight years of my life wasted if she hadn’t saved me. So the way I see it, Liv’s a good person. And if a good person has to do something bad for the right reasons, I’m down with that. So i don’t want to know the how’s. I don’t want to know the why’s. I just want to come to work every day thankful that I didn’t have to earn a bookkeeping degree.
204 Huck: Don’t do it.
Peter: Excuse me?
Huck: Wherever you’re going after you drop your wife at the hotel, the hardware store, the gun shop, the safe in the back of your closet, don’t go there. Don’t do it. It’s not worth it. He’s not worth it. It will feel good for a few seconds, but then it will eat at you for the rest of your life.
204 Fitz: You go your way, I’ll go mine. I’m married. I have children. I can’t do this. It’s not fair to you, or to me, or to Mellie, or to the country. I have to be responsible. Right?
Olivia: Right.
204 Fitz: You must really hate me. For falling in love with you…
Olivia: Can I walk out of here or will I be stopped by Tom and Hal?
Fitz: Liv–
Olivia: Where can this go, really? Other than me joining the Mile High Club with you in Air Force One, how is there any future here?
Fitz: Fine. We’re done.
Olivia: What?
Fitz: I’m letting you go. That’s what you want, right?
204 Fitz: I wanted to see you.
Olivia: Why? What’s the point?
Fitz: I’m going to the G8 tonight. You want to hitch a ride on Air Force One? No, I didn’t think so.
204 Abby: If she would talk to someone, let someone in once in a while, maybe she wouldn’t wear out so many pairs of expensive shoes. To Hell with it. I’m going in.
204 Fitz: They worked together. I…they worked together.
Cyrus: The women in your life play a very mean game of political chess.
Fitz: Game over. They win.
204 Fitz: The woman’s a political genius?
Cyrus: Which one?
Fitz: Huh?
Cyrus: Mellie or Liv?
Fitz: Both of them.
204 Olivia: What do you want, Mellie?
Mellie: Your story, that protest, it’s starting to die. The crowds get smaller every day, and my husband’s administration is refusing to engage. It would be a great help to you if the First Lady of the United States took a stand on this, wouldn’t it?
204 Verna: Liv, I’ve seen you two together. You breathe in sync.
Olivia: You have a very active imagination.
204 Verna: You try so hard to get that man to walk away from you. Have you ever stopped to consider how painful it’s going to be if you succeed? If he actually does walk away?
Olivia: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Verna: We worked on the general election together, and I’m not stupid. And we’ve been through far too much together to pretend. And you’re pushing him away because you think it’s the right thing to do, as if right and wrong are fixed.
204 Huck: Is there artificial sweetener in that?
Abby: People and their secrets. Between this one and Olivia, it’s like we’re living in the Soviet Union. Hell, I’m an open book. What about you, Huck? What’s your secret?
Huck: Artificial sweetener makes rats spit up blood?
204 Abby: David, I’m not asking for a tour. I’m just saying, I have cookies. ‘Delicious, you’ll be my slave once you eat these’ cookies.
204 Cyrus: It’s smart, it’s brilliant, the optics, the staging. She’s taking my playbook and throwing it in our faces.
Fitz: She has the moral high ground here, Cy. An American girl was murdered and those parents deserve justice. The better half of me wants to throw that son of a bitch in prison, immunity be damned–
Cyrus: Sir–
Fitz: The political half of me knows I can’t. Keep your pants. on.
204 Olivia: Edison, you’re being investigated by the ethics committee for discussing intel with me. They’re not going to let you past the guard gate. The President has de-friended you.
204 Fitz: I’m not sure why you came to the White House. Did you show up here to awaken my conscience? Make me see the error of my ways? Because I’m awake. I see the errors, thank you.
204 Cyrus: I could be running Harvard right now. I had the job. I turned it down.
204 Cyrus: I’ve just left a meeting with three staffers who think Kurkistan is next to Morocco. God I miss you. Also you can’t be here.
Olivia: A young girl was brutally left to die–
Cyrus: Yes, dead girl, violence, murder, people are bad, I’m feeling emotions. The only reason I let you through those gates is because he’s on the Hill right now. You can’t be here. He’s not doing well. He’s struggling. He’s suffering. And seeing you will make it worse.
204 Cyrus: You can’t be here.
Olivia: I wouldn’t have come if I didn’t I need a favor.
205 Olivia: I don’t like it when the bad guys get away.
Cyrus: Then you shouldn’t have come to Washington.
205 Cyrus: James is working at the White House press corps to punish me.
Olivia: So separate your work life from your personal life.
Cyrus: Really? How’s that working out for you?
205 Cyrus: I’m mad at my husband. And I need a drink at dinner.
Olivia: Dinner is popcorn. But lucky for you I just opened a Bordeaux that’ll bring tears to your eyes.
205 Edison: I can stop dropping by, I can stop calling, I can stop asking. But you never tell me to stop.
Olivia: Edison, I don’t want you to stop. I want you to keep asking. But I’m not ready to say yes.
205 Cyrus: I’ll have my office call your office to schedule that dinner for the four of us in the residence. Sounds like fun.
205 Cyrus: You may be an animal, but I am a monster. And I am much more terrifying than you can ever imagine. And while I respect your position as First Lady, I will do whatever is necessary to make sure things go accordingly. So Mellie, do not ever speak the word defiance in my presence again.
205 Mellie: He’s your husband.
Cyrus: He’s a journalist. Inside this building he’s a journalist and you know it and you know how I know you know it? Because you’re a terrifying political animal who would eat off her own foot if it meant you could get ahead. A trait I respect. But the President is at the G8 in Tokyo and what is the rule when the President is out of the country? All roads…
Mellie: All roads lead to Fitz.
205 Verna: The stuff we did, it never goes away, does it? Like one big, bloody hospital gown.
Olivia: I prefer to think that anything can be fixed.
Verna: Then you’re a fool.
205 Harrison: Women like a nice restaurant, it’s a universal truth.
Huck: Will I need a reservation? It’s tomorrow. That’s too late to make a reservation.
Harrison: You just hacked into the NSA’s mainframe and you don’t think you can make yourself a dinner reservation?
Huck: Good point.
205 Harrison: You want inside or outside.
Abby: Inside.
Harrison: Sure, makes sense, more privacy. Don’t want you to sneak away and talk to your new boyfriend.
Abby: I don’t have a–
Harrison: You’re getting laid.
Abby: Harrison!
Harrison: It’s a good thing.
205 Olivia: You’d be surprised what powerful people can get away with behind closed doors.
205 Olivia: Governor, I know this is a terrible time for you and I understand how you feel about me, but if we’re going to work together, if I’m going to help you here, you follow my rules. It’s up to you. You know what’s at stake. You’ve seen what I can do.
Reston: You’re the best. Don’t I know it.
205 Hollis: We all jumped off the bridge together. Heck, we held hands.
206 Edison: Invite me in. It’s time. Because I am a man and I don’t play games. And you and I are very good together. So let me in or I walk away.
206 Olivia: You’re important to me.
206 Harrison: Don’t insult me by calling me your job. Because I’m not your job. I am your family. I am your gladiator. And that is not a job to me. That’s who I am. And right now you need me, so no questions asked, no matter what, whatever you need. Give me some marching orders, Liv.
206 Harrison: What do you need? Whatever it is that’s going on, whatever it is that you’re thinking about when you’re sitting in here all by yourself, tell me what you need and I will do it, no matter what.
Olivia: You don’t want to get involved.
206 Abby: Spies listen to the radio?
Huck: Anything high-tech you can break into. With a radio, you can’t trace where it comes from, you can’t trace who’s listening. The radio is how we talk to each other, how all spies talk to each other. All around the world. You listen every day and every day there’s no message. Years go by and decades and there’s no message and then one day you listen and the code word comes.
Abby: And then what happens?
Huck: It’s time to come home.
206 Huck: Let’s just say that we did things, things that would make it hard for you to sing the National Anthem and mean in. In the name of national security, we were the bad guys.
206 Huck: We are in my wheelhouse now…I’m supposed to be a ghost. If my name, and not my real name, but Huck, my name, the alias that goes with this life at Pope and Associates, if my name is on a list, it’s time to disappear. So I can’t stop.
Olivia: Crosby sent the list to me, the check is in my name, too, so whatever this is, whatever I’m supposed to protect you against, that’s in my wheelhouse, and we can fix this.
206 Abby: Huck was a trained killer spy.
Harrison: I don’t think ‘was’ enters into it. Once a killer spy, always a killer spy, right?
207 Mellie: I don’t want to go.
Fitz: We can’t always get what we want, can we?
207 Fitz: What’s the problem?
Mellie: I just don’t want to go. I’m sick of smiling. I’m sick of acting like we’re happy. I just don’t want to go.
Fitz: Is it because she’s gonna be there? Olivia? She got cleared by security an hour ago which I’m sure you know. Now suddenly you forced me to have this big party and you don’t want to go because you’re afraid of my mistress? Let me give you a fun fact. She’s not my mistress anymore. So buck up. You won.
207 Olivia: There was a guy before you. I’m not gonna talk about him, but there was. And it was serious. But we’re done. It’s over. So, I’m all in.
207 Harrison: Liv, you need to get down here.
Olivia: Harrison, you can do this. You’re ready. I have every faith in you.
Harrison: Liv, you don’t understand…
Olivia: You can do this. See it through.
207 Harrison: You’re gonna find someone that makes you happy, Abby. Don’t worry. You are gonna find a good guy.
207 Olivia: You want Edison to win, why?
Cyrus: Because that means he’s over you! I get my president back! Hey, you asked.
207 Olivia: You want more responsibility around here, you earn it.
Harrison: I did earn it. The hard way.
207 Huck: Hypotheticals are pointless. Is there a real world situation you’d like to ask me about?
Quinn: No.
Huck: Come back when there is.
207 Edison: Honesty isn’t a strategy, Olivia.
Olivia: Saying ‘honesty isn’t a strategy,’ is a strategy.
Edison: This is who I am.
Olivia: I know, and it’s refreshing and bracing and very Jimmy Stewart.
207 Fitz: I thought I said I didn’t want a big party?
Mellie: Well, we can’t always get what we want, can we?
207 Edison: This is you sharing? Whoever he was, he really hurt you, didn’t he?
208 Fitz: What’s wrong?
Olivia: (exhales)
Fitz: You pace in circles when something’s wrong. When you’re just thinking it’s back and forth. When something’s wrong, circles.
Olivia: Did you need something, Mr. President?
Fitz: You know you used to sound sexy when you call me Mr. President. Now it sounds like I’m just a gym teacher.
Olivia: Did you need something, Mr. President?
Fitz: The Sally Hemings-Thomas Jefferson comment was below the belt.
Olivia: Because it’s so untrue?
Fitz: You’re playing the race card because I’m in love with you? Come on! Don’t belittle us. It’s insulting and beneath you and design to drive me away. I’m not going away.
Olivia: I don’t have to drive you away. You married and you have children. You’re the leader of the Free World. You are away by definition. You are away. You’re unavailable.
Fitz: So this is about Mellie?
Olivia: No, no, no! This is-
I smile at her and take off my clothes for you.
I wait for you. I watch for you. My whole life is you. I can’t breathe because I’m waiting for you. You own me, you control me, I belong to you…”
Fitz: You own me!
You control me.
I belong to you.
You think I don’t want to be a better man?
You think that I don’t want to dedicate myself to my marriage?
You don’t think I want to be honorable? To be the man you voted for?
I love you. I’m in love with you. You’re the love of my life.
My every feeling is controlled by the look on your face.
I can’t breathe without you. I can’t sleep without you.
I wait for you, I watch for you. I exist for you. If I could escape all of this and run away with you?
There’s no Sally and Thomas here. You’re nobody’s victim, Liv. I belong to you. We’re in this together.
209 Olivia: What’s the charge?
Agent: This man is being held under the Patriot Act.
209 Cyrus: A baby was born at County General this evening at 5:42 p.m. A girl, 5 pounds 11 ounces. She’s ours. She’s our daughter. We can bring her home in a week if you say yes.
James: You stole a baby?
Cyrus: I did not–
James: You bought a baby?
Cyrus: I pulled some strings and got us to the front of the line. It wasn’t that hard, just a well-placed phone call, which is wrong. Very wrong. But like I said, I’m a Republican overlord and your dream is a baby, so…and now you’re thinking ‘why now’ when I didn’t want a baby before. Why now? Someone shot my best friend. He’s lying in a hospital bed dying. Which makes me denying us a chance to start a family seem ludicrous. So there’s a baby girl in County General, and if you say yes, in one week, she could be our daughter. We could be her fathers. If you say yes.
James: Yes.
209 James: You set the table.
Cyrus: Amalia set the table. She’s off today, but I made her come in and set the table. I’m a Republican overlord, I know.
209 Olivia: Huck, I know you have feelings for this woman, but enough already. She doesn’t love you. Turn her in.
Huck: No.
Olivia: Huck, this isn’t just about you anymore. It’s about a man lying in a hospital bed because your girlfriend shot him in the head. A woman who’s clearly using you to protect herself, and if you can’t see that, you’re blind.
Huck: Don’t touch me. Do I tell you who to love? No. So don’t tell me.
209 Olivia: She got to you, didn’t she?
Huck: No.
Olivia: She did. You found her and she got to you. Huck, she shot the President. Not just that, she shot the president and she framed you for it.
Huck: She was doing her job.
209 Huck: I promised I would say goodbye.
209 Huck: I’ll leave with you.
Becky: Really?
Huck: We’re the same. We’re built the same. I love you.
Becky: I love you, too.
209 Verna: You know, I’ve been seeing pictures of that fellow wearing the red hoodie all day. He looks a lot like Huck.
Olivia: Huh.
Verna: Like I said, karma’s a funny thing.
209 Olivia: He’s lying in a hospital room fighting for his life and he had nothing to do with how he got elected. He’s a patriot and he’s legitimate.
Verna: We’re both in hospital rooms. Karma is a funny thing. We’re paying the price for what we did.
209 Olivia: You are not going to grow old alone. You’re never alone. I’m here.
209 Olivia: Mellie’s let me visit him exactly once and then she revoked my privileges. I might not even get to say goodbye.
Cyrus: I’m going to say this once, and I better not ever have to say it again. Don’t you ever again suggest to me that Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the Third is going to die. That is unacceptable coming from you. He calls you the love of his life. Don’t you dare give up on him.
209 Becky: You like to kill people. It’s what you do. It’s who you are. Look, you’re mad right now because I had you. Because you let your guard down and I fooled you, but Huck, you’re missing the point. We’re alike. You’re like me. We’re the same. We’re built for each other. So you can sit here every night and watch your little family eat their sandwiches, or you can come with me. Come with me. I’m leaving town. We can go on the run and do the whole Bonnie and Clyde for hire thing, just you and me. Think about it, Huck.
209 Becky: We’re the same, you and me. Except that I shot the President. That’s a big job.
Huck: You want me to go down for this.
Becky: Come on. Don’t you think if I wanted you to go down for this you’d be in lockdown in the deepest, darkest hole in Gitmo by now? Sweetie, I could’ve paid for that hotel room with your credit card. I could’ve spread your DNA all over that place. I could’ve killed you, made it look like you shot the President and then yourself, but I didn’t. I was supposed to, but I didn’t.
Huck: How come?
Becky: Because I like you, Huck.
209 Huck: Who are you?
Becky: I’m Becky, Like Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm? Nice to meet you, Huck, of Huckleberry Finn.
209 James: It’s been 4 hours without a political hit in your veins. I thought you might be huddled in the corner mainlining C-Span and trying to snort shredded pieces of the Congressional record up your nose.
209 Verna: Is there something I can do for you?
Sally: You can take care of yourself, for your own good, for the good of the country. You can focus on your health, concentrate your energies on getting better. Such a stressful job can’t be good for you at a time like this.
Verna: I’m not stepping down from the bench.
Sally: Justice Thornton, your President is making a request of you. Wouldn’t be patriotic not to acquiesce.
Verna: You’re gonna be President for about the next 15 minutes, and then your time will be done. And I will still be on the bench. If I have to rule from the confines of an iron lung, I will be on the bench.
Sally: The seat your butt is filling on the Supreme Court belongs to me to fill as I see fit. It was promised to me during the campaign, and for someone other than a left wing, baby-killing, homosexual-loving, godless creature such as yourself. I want it now, and you will give it to me.
209 Quinn: A woman tells you to kidnap someone and you don’t ask why? Is Olivia Pope really worth that kind of loyalty?
Huck: My girlfriend is missing and I’m trying to find her. Are you gonna help me or not?
209 Quinn: So I guess we’re both Patsy’s then. Me for the Cytron explosion, you for shooting the President. Makes you wonder if they’re related.
Huck: What do you mean?
Quinn: I mean, whoever set me up for the Cytron explosion must have been pretty unhappy I slipped through their fingers. If they knew you were the guy who took me, first of all they’d be pissed, but more importantly, if they did their homework they’d know you were ex-CIA, and who better to pin the assassination on than someone who’s been tossed aside by the government. So who were they, Huck? Who set me up?
Huck: I don’t know.
Quinn: You don’t know because you never asked, or you don’t know because you’re still pretending it wasn’t you who flew me across the country in Verna Thornton’s jet and dumped me in a D.C. hotel room with a brand new identity?
Huck: I never asked.
209 Cyrus: I have another office, Mary. You’re standing in it and I’m not leaving here until President Grant, the only President of this great nation, leaves his hospital bed.
209 Olivia: Huck, I know you love this girl, but I have to ask. Is there any chance she was involved in setting you up?
Huck: No. I’m trained to detect lying and all that aside, I know her. I know that she would never do that to me. Never. She’s in trouble. Someone grabbed her to lure her to that hotel room. They knew I would come for her. Someone has her, someone professional who kills for a living. Who’s good enough to do it with a remote sniper rifle.
Quinn: Someone like you? That’s what you mean, right? Someone like you.
209 Abby: So that’s the…
Huck: that’s the gun that shot the President.
209 Olivia: What did you do?
Huck: What I’m trained to do.
209 Abby: I’m new to the field of remote controlled sniper rifles. Is there a trade magazine they send out to enthusiasts, psychopaths, assassins?
209 Huck: The person they’re looking for, the one they think shot the President? That’s me.
210 Fitz: Hi
Olivia: Hi
210 James: I just called my boss and quit. I’m not a reporter anymore.
Cyrus: I’m not chief of staff anymore. Let’s go get our baby.
210 Quinn: Welcome home.
210 Becky: By the time I reach for my gun, you’ll have put four bullets in me.
Huck: Five. One for the dog.
210 Huck: Liv, I won’t let you down this time. I promise.
210 Edison: I am the leader of the Senate. If my job description requires, I won’t hesitate to prosecute you to the fullest extent of the law. And guess what? I make the law. So you talk it over with whomever you need to talk it over with and you let me know when the President is ready to see me.
Olivia: Goodbye, Edison.
210 Mellie: How are you holding up?
Olivia: Me? I’m fine.
Mellie: It’s not easy living a lie, pretending everything’s perfect when it’s not. I learned that lesson a while ago. I keep asking myself, what am I going to do? I mean, I can keep the stories going for so long until…What if he never wakes? What am I gonna do? What are you going to do? Do you ever ask wonder that? What you’re gonna do without him?
210 Sally: Leap of faith? It’s swallowing tacks and expecting to puke up a unicorn.
210 Hollis: In a game of Texas Hold ‘Em, and that’s all that life ever really is, you never want to tip your hand. So get someone else to do your bidding.
210 Harrison: There’s a whole other layer of D.C., you know, where real politics happen. Where decisions are made. Not about democracy or the flag, but power. This is about things that go bump in the night. Stuff that regular Americans never hear about. This is the real deal. We don’t question Liv on this.
210 Harrison: We’re out of our depth. Liv runs with the big dogs. And you know, I’m starting to think…
Abby: What?
Harrison: Liv worked in the White House. The President was shot. Huck’s in jail for doing it. One of the richest men–Hollis Doyle–might be behind it. This is next level stuff. Grassy knoll-level stuff.
210 Pat: No one wants to see you succeed more than I do, but you can’t just talk about wearing the white hat. You can’t just fight the good fight. We live in the real world. Remember that.
210 Pat: I just wanted to see how things were going.
David: I can’t tell you because telling you would be a violation of the Patriot Act and I might end up in the basement of the Pentagon being beaten and then waterboarded to within an inch of my life. Not that that ever happens.
210 Mellie: We all got in bed with the Devil together and nobody wants to go to Federal prison. So I wrote a letter and I signed it. I broke the law. I broke the Constitution. And I would do it again.
210 Mellie: Because we let that snake, Hollis, play in our garden for so long we can’t turn him in to the Feds, or turn him over to the cops, or to the courts and wait for justice to be served. Because we have to protect Fitz. We have to protect secrets.
210 Mellie: I can sign Fitz’s signature in my sleep. I can do it perfectly. I’ve been doing it since he was governor. But I did not sign this paper lightly. I did not sign this without using my head. I’m not some man reacting out of rage and then thinking later. I am a woman. So I thought about it. And I made my decision.
210 Olivia: Do you understand that we live in a democracy? With laws and rules and civil discourse? This is not Nicaragua. You can’t just–
Cyrus: What, steal the White House? Yes, we can. It’s been done before. Will be done again.
210 David: I’m a US Attorney, gentlemen. I represent the United States of America. The United States of America is in this room. So you need to watch how you treat the prisoner on American soil.
211 Cyrus: Let’s not play innocent here. Fitz is clean. Fitz walks on water. Fitz makes the fishes and the loaves, and people like Hollis, me, and you…don’t roll your eyes at me. You are one of us Olivia. We march behind him, We sing his happy tune. And then we pick up our hatchets and we chop the Judases into bloody little pieces and dance around the corpses because that;s our job. That is what we do. We take care of Fitz. And we don’t do it because we are believers, which we are. We don’t do it for the rush or the high or the power, which we are most certainly junkies for. We do it because Fitz can’t. He cant’t do it. If he could do it, we wouldn’t worship at his altar. People like Fitz, they go down in history. People like us, we create the history. We run this world so he can lead it.
211 Mellie: What do you think? What do you want? If you could have anything…
Fitz: I want a divorce.
211 Fitz: Do you think I’ll make a good President?
Olivia: I think you’ll make a great President.
211 Sally: It is not easy being President.
Fitz: Thank you, Sally.
Sally: You are welcome, Mr. President.
211 Fitz: This is my office. I’m the President. They can shoot me if they want to, but I’m not going anywhere because the people of this country elected me to this office and the people deserve to see me and know that I’m in charge.
211 Olivia: You almost died.
Fitz: Yes.
Olivia: Don’t do it again.
Fitz: Okay.
211 Olivia: Do you even want to be President?
Fitz: Obviously…
Olivia: You’re running like you’re being chased. You’re not running like you want to cross the finish line first, and so I’m asking you, do you want it? Or are you just wasting everyone’s time, and money, and energy, and faith, and hopes, and dreams?
211 Hollis: I may be a son of a bitch, but Fitz is clean as a whistle. Am I right, Cyrus?
Cyrus: He’s the real deal. A patriot. A bleeder.
Hollis: How rare is that? How often does that come along?
Verna: Once in a generation, if you’re lucky.
211 Olivia: Five, that’s sexist and insulting. You’d never suggest Scooter Libby was screwing Dick Cheney. Four, the lengths you’re going to try to twist this into a conspiracy are cause for concern. You should speak to someone about that. Three, the President is awake and talking and the suggestion that he isn’t is partisan political crap that I thought you had enough integrity to rise above. Two, in the past three minutes, you have called me a criminal, a whore, an idiot, and a liar, so this is pretty much the last time we’ll be speaking, so one, who I am or am not screwing, what I am or am not doing, is no longer any of your damn business.
212 Mellie: Cyrus, if Fitz goes public with this divorce, I will go nuclear. I will walk out in front of the press and I will explain to them that my marriage is over because while I was pregnant with his child, my husband was having an affair with Olivia Pope. I will leave him, and I will take his children with me. I will take every penny he has in the bank and every dollar of political capital that he has in this town. I will court feminist groups and mothers groups and religious groups. I will bury him. And I will dance on his grave. And then? I will run for office.
212 Cyrus: Surprised to see you down here.
Mellie: Why?
Cyrus: You have a new baby.
Mellie: You have a new baby and you’re at work.
Cyrus: Yes, but…
Mellie: But you’re a man.
Cyrus: I was trying to think of a nice way to say ‘yes, but I don’t like babies.’
Mellie: Nobody likes babies.
212 AbbyL Okay, ground rules. Any time I’m on the CD and you hear anything R-rated, you stop listening and you bring it to me, understood?
212 Fitz: This isn’t theoretical anymore, Liv. It’s real. Say you’ll wait for me. We love each other. We belong together. So say it.
212 Mellie: I married you for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, til death do us part. There will be no divorce, honey.
Fitz: Do not push me.
212 Quinn: $5 million to kill the President. Wow, that’s like a bargain.
212 Olivia: The guilt. It was eating me alive. That white hat was starting to feel like it was a lie.
Harrison: Hey. That white hat will always belong on your head.
212 Mellie: You’re supposed to hate the woman. Isn’t that the standard trope? The seductress, the slut, the tramp who led your man astray. And I do. I loathe Olivia Pope. But it’s a boring sort of hate. Uninteresting, cliche’. It’s hard to even get my back into it. But…Fitz? I found him. I cleaned him up after that monster who raised him damaged his spirit. I am the one who told him he was someone. I am the one who cheered him on and listened to him ramble about his hopes and his dreams. I am the one who focused him. I did all the work. I did all the work and now she gets to reap the benefits? No. No, I made him. He exists because I say he exists.
212 Olivia: Get your house in order, Cyrus. And hire a lawyer. A good one.
212 David: This doesn’t make us even. Not even close. And it won’t stop me from coming after you, guns blazing, both barrels, if it looks, as I strongly suspect, that you were involved in illegal activity, or worse, if you try to screw me again. In that case, God help you.
212 Huck: Cyrus Beene is not in this circle, our circle. Cyrus is in my circle.
212 Huck: Hollis Doyle has to go. I can take care of that for you if you want.
Olivia: Huck, you have to stop killing people.
Huck: Why? It solves the problem.
212 Fitz: Whatever’s wrong. We’ll fix it. Just say you’ll wait for me. Liv, say you’ll wait for me.
212 Olivia: We should never have done it. And now we’re the bad guys, and I don’t know how to fix that. And I have been running and running to stay ahead of it and I’m tired and I don’t know what to do next.
212 Fitz: Here’s what’s great about having someone attempt to assassinate you. You’re being rushed somewhere on a gurney, and doctors are yelling, and blood is pouring out of you, and you could die. And you suddenly stop being afraid, of anything, or anyone. And when you don’t die, when you miraculously live, you realize that you have nothing to lose and no time to waste.
212 Cyrus: The way this world works, the people is you and me. And Hollis and Mellie and Verna.
213 Olivia: I’ll wait for you, Fitz. For as long as you need.
Fitz: I changed my mind about that. Don’t wait for me.
213 Olivia: I don’t want normal, and easy, and simple. I want..
Edison: What? What do you want, Olivia?
Olivia: I want painful, difficult, devastating, life-changing, extraordinary love. Don’t you want that, too?
Edison: Love is not supposed to be painful or devastating. Love isn’t supposed to hurt, Liv.
213 Huck: If I kill Hollis Doyle for you, you can’t come back here. You can’t work for Pope and Associates anymore. You can’t be a gladiator.
Quinn: Why not?
Huck: Because you want Hollis dead for revenge and we don’t do revenge. We solve problems. So you can be Lindsey Dwyer and get revenge on Hollis or you can be Quinn Perkins and move on with your life. You can’t have your new life and also keep your old life. It doesn’t work that way. So which is it?
213 Quinn: Is that enough? $5,000. Is that enough to kill someone?
Huck: No. But I’ll do it for free if you want.
Quinn: You will?
Huck: I will.
213 Abby: You love me.
David: I love you.
213 Harrison: You know who you are. You know what this is. And don’t pretend you don’t. We do what needs to be done and we don’t question why. We put the personal to the left. Doesn’t matter who gets hurt. Doesn’t matter what gets broke. It’s not the thing that needs fixing, it does not matter. You want to cry about your feelings? Hmm? Really? Here? We don’t get to have feelings. That’s the job. Gladiators don’t get to have feelings. We rush into battle. We’re soldiers. We get hurt in the fight we suck it up and we hold the line and we don’t question. And you know it, Abby.
213 Cyrus: I wasn’t made to be the Chief of Staff. Do you know what I was made to be? I was made to be the President of the United States. I was made to lead the nation. I was made to ensure this country’s place in the world for generations to come. I would’ve been great at that. I have the stones. I have backbone. I have the will. I would have been a great President. But guess what, I’m fairly short, and I’m not so pretty, and I really like having sex with men, so instead of being President of this land, that I love, I get to be the guy behind the President of the United States, and sure I have power. I influence decisions. I help steer the country. But I’ll never be in the history books. My name will never be on an airport or a doctrine. Being the guy behind the guy is as far as my road goes.
214 David: I think this is your something big. I would love to forget about this whole thing. I would love to forget I ever met Wendy. I would love to forget I ever met you. But now, I need you. Because I’d be really terrible at prison. That’s if I’m lucky enough to live that long.
Olivia: You’re not just here for you. I know you David. This is about justice. This is about dusting off the white hat and putting it back where it belongs.
214 Fitz: I need to figure out who I can trust.
214 Olivia: I made a mistake.
Fitz: We both did. It won’t happen again.
Olivia: I was talking about Defiance.
Fitz: That wasn’t a mistake. That was a betrayal. We are done. I may not be able to control my erections around you but that does not mean I want you. We are done.
214 David: Everything you’ve ever done for as long as I’ve known you has been tailor-made to hurt me. So I’m done. I’m done with you. I’m done with your people.
214 David: How much do I owe you?
Olivia: What?
David: For your services? Or did you take a commission when I sold my soul to the Devil?
214 Fitz: Are we done discussing your hurt feelings? Because I’d like to get back to saving American lives.
214 Olivia: Work helps. So does exercise. Stuff that numbs you, keeps you from thinking too much. Dating also helps, but, it also helps to remember that he hates you and it helps to try to hate him too.
Abby: And that works?
Olivia: I was talking about you and David.
214 Mellie: He can play with that baby for hours. I don’t know how he does it. I don’t have the patience.
Cyrus: Me either.
214 Olivia: I think he knows. I think he knows what we did. I’m pretty sure…I haven’t slept in ten months. I have our last conversation on a loop in my head. I think he knows what we did, Cyrus.
214 David: What do you think she wanted from me? That we faked the moon landing? That a Starbucks tall is really a small? She wanted Defiance, Liv.
214 Fitz: Cyrus, you’re in my bathroom.
Cyrus: Yes, sir, Mr. President, and I’m as unhappy about that as you are.
215 Huck: I used to live in a box outside the Metro and before that I dismembered people for a living. Right now I smell. When the rain stops I won’t smell. I’m fine.
215 Will: I love her. The day Pete brought her home ten years ago I wasn’t even supposed to be there. I was supposed to be on a plane. Sometimes I wonder if I’d just been somewhere else. We denied it for months because that’s what you do. You deny it. You pretend it’s not happening. You pretend it’s all above board and it’s appropriate and the next thing you know you’re having sex in the coat closet at your brother’s engagement dinner. Pete loves her. She’s his wife. And she and I, well, we have what we have. It might not be much but it’s what we have.
Olivia: You have nothing. You have a pile of secrets and lies, and you’re calling it love. And in the meantime you’re letting your whole life pass you by while they raise children and celebrate anniversaries and grow old together. You’re frozen in time. You’re holding your breath. You’re a statue waiting for something that’s never going to happen. Living for stolen moments in hotel hallways and coat closets and you keep telling yourself they all add up to something real because in your mind they have to but they don’t. They won’t. They never will. Because stolen moments aren’t a life. So you have nothing. You have no one. End it now.
215 Abby: Don’t think this means anything.
David: Don’t worry. I don’t.
215 Olivia: Let Mellie be. That’s how you fight her. Don’t over think it. Just let her be. Let Mellie do what Mellie’s going to do. When it comes to Fitz, Mellie’s her own worst enemy. Eventually she’s going to go too far and cross him. You just need to be there when she does.
215 Cyrus: She’s got him. He looks to her. He leans on her. He’s her guy know.
Olivia: Maybe that’s how it should be. She’s his wife. She’s the mother of his children.
Cyrus: This is Mellie we’re talking about.
215 Cyrus: I’m completely out of the loop, Liv. And it’s not the knife if my back that’s upsetting to me. It’s the size of the knife in my back. It’s the…enormous knife being stabbed over and over and over.
215 Harrison: Speaking of flammable, did you tell your partner in crime to take a shower yet?
Quinn: I think there might be something wrong with him.
Harrison: He’s Huck. There’s something very wrong with him. Doesn’t give him a pass on hygiene.
215 Quinn: Does Huck–
Harrison: Stink? Yeah. To high heaven. Like he hasn’t showered in days.
Abby: At least David will always know where he is.
215 Olivia: Captain Ballard–
Jake: ‘Jake.’ All my dates call me ‘Jake.’
Olivia: You do not give up.
Jake: I’m a Navy man. Navy men do not give up.
Olivia: Neither do I.
Jake: Like I said. I like a challenge.
215 Jake: Wow, you really suck at dating.
Olivia: I never said this was a date. You did.
215 Jake: It’s a date.
Olivia: What?
Jake: It’s a date. You said meeting. I’m not a client. I don’t have a problem. I don’t need fixing. I asked you out. You said yes. We dressed up. At the end of the evening if all goes well there will be kissing. This is not a meeting this is a date. And I don’t want to insult you. You chose this restaurant. I’m sure the food is very good, but this is not a date restaurant. You can’t have a date here. This is where dates go to die. You look extraordinary, by the way.
216 Abby: People get betrayed, they betray.
216 Olivia: You can’t change the choice you made, all you can do is not let it ruin you.
216 Olivia: Betrayal always has a price.
216 Cyrus: Where your husband is dipping his singing pen these days isn’t really my concern.
216 Olivia: Cyrus, do your best.
216 Olivia: I’m apolitical you know that.
Cyrus: Is your vagina apolitical?
216 Quinn: You’re good at this…stalking people.
Huck: You’ll get there.
216 Olivia: I will not be responsible for an untimely heart attack…take a breath.
217 Mellie: You’re not their father anymore. And you’re not Fitz anymore. You know who you are? You know who you’ve become? You’re Big Jerry. You’re your father. Everybody in this White House, Cyrus and me included, tiptoe around trying to figure out how to get on your good side. But you don’t have a good side. You’ve turned into your father. So, you should understand how your children feel considering how much you hated your dad. They didn’t want to come and so I told them they didn’t have to. Deal with it. Put another glass of scotch on top of it and just deal with it.
217 Jake: You still thinking about him?
Olivia: No.
Jake: Goodnight, Olivia.
Olivia: Goodnight, Jake.
217 Jake: You don’t know me. I might be the worst guy in the world. Or I might be the best. Whoever I am, I like you. I like you a lot. I like how you say ‘what’ when you answer the phone. How you always seem to be wearing white. How wine seems to be a food group for you. I like that you know who you are and that you fix everyone around you. But you seem sad to me, Olivia. I like you, but you seem sad. And if you let me maybe I can help you not be so sad, because whatever happened to you, whoever happened to you, already happened. It’s done. So maybe I can help yous tart fresh. Maybe I’m your do-over. You deserve a do-over. So close your eyes. Close. Your. Eyes.
217 Olivia: I have a lot of work to do and I’m tired and I just–
Jake: You are afraid. Of me. Of the unknown. Of what this is.
217 Cyrus: Is it a date? Who is he?
Olivia: You wouldn’t know him. I don’t even know if I know him. There’s something not quite right there, but I’m going with it because God knows when it comes to men my instincts haven’t exactly served me well, so I’m jumping. This is me jumping.
Cyrus: Why is everyone cheating on me?
217 Olivia: Cyrus?
Cyrus: I’ll be there in 20. I was thinking a nice Napa red with a side of Stovetop popcorn. We’ll go old school tonight?
217 Cyrus: I’m saying the right side and the wrong side are determined not by me and not by you but by history. History makes the heroes and the villains, sir. You and I? We’re just players.
217 Olivia: Cyrus, I can’t talk.
Cyrus: Why not?
Olivia: Because Hollis Doyle’s daughter has been kidnapped.
Cyrus: Karma.
217 Harrison: Hey Liv, let me ask you a question. Why are we helping Doyle? Why is the devil our client?
Olivia: Because even the devil loves his kids.
217 Huck: It’s just math.
David: Math?
Huck: You hire us. We negotiate the ransom. Make an untraceable payment. Retrieve the victim. Safe and sound. We’ve never lost a client. Not once. You call the cops you get a rescue team, dogs, body armor, the works. Now, you don’t spend any of your own money but the victim’s chance of survival drops to 50% in a rescue scenario. So if I wanted to see my loved one alive, I wouldn’t call the cops. I’d call us. Every time.
217 Cyrus: Yes, I am currently on the outside looking in. My nose is pressed up to the glass of life right now. And I want to thank you for that. I do. Because you know, it reminded me never to let my guard down. Not when something Mellie this way comes. So don’t you worry about me. I will once again be his warrior. I will once again sit at the right hand of the father. I’m on it, my guard is up, and as a friend of mine likes to say, ‘it’s handled.’
217 Harrison: Gladiator?
Quinn: Suit. Yeah. Yeah, I know.
217 Olivia: Check my file. Half my clients have your pay grade or higher which means half my clients would happily intervene on my behalf and kick your ass in whatever special way their office allows. Which is why I suggest, Director Osborne, you leave my apartment immediately.
218 Fitz: Hi.
218 Fitz: Would she forgive me if she knew?
Cyrus: There are things we don’t tell them. Things we bury. Things we hide. That’s the job. You did something, sir. It doesn’t mean you don’t deserve to be happy.
218 Cyrus: Why are you calling, Mr. President.
Fitz: I killed Verna Thornton.
218 David: I can forgive a lot of things. I didn’t know how many things until now. But it turns out, it’s a lot. What I can’t do is let myself love someone I can’t trust.
218 Fitz: Did I do this to you? Or have you always been like this? Because if it was me, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
218 Fitz: Does it ever bother you? All the lies? All the pretending? And that’s not an accusation, cause I do it too and do it well. It’s just a question. Because it’s gotten so easy. I don’t know anymore.
Mellie: Pretending is what’s real.
Fitz: What?
Mellie: Every married couple alive pretends. They pretend they don’t hate their in-laws or their husband’s stupid jokes or their wife’s laugh or that they don’t actually love one of their children more than the others. Marriage is, well, it’s almost all pretend. For everyone. That’s the reality. That’s what’s real. Buying into the delusion that there’s any other way to live together, to get through an entire life together, that’s, well that’s the fantasy. That’s pretending.
218 Cyrus: You made a choice. You did this. This is the man you are. And guess what? I love you anyway. Because that is the man I am.
218 Cyrus: You wanted to know who I am? This is who I am. Defiance is who I am. This is me. This is who you married. This is who you love.
218 James: Therapy requires telling the truth, Cy. And you don’t tell the truth.
218 Quinn: Listen, Zeke. ‘Darling’ has a law degree from Stanford and the Chief of Police on speed dial. I sat outside here for an hour and watched three ladies enter with three gentlemen, each of whom departed with a spring in his step and probably $200 bucks poorer. So I suggest you go ahead and let ‘darling’ take a look at the damn security cams.
218 Fitz: It was just one of those rare moments. A crossroads where you know, you just know, if you don’t act now, if you let this moment slip away, it will haunt you for the rest of your life.
218 David: Gladiators in helmets, right?
Harrison: Suits.
218 Fitz: But you do love him.
Cyrus: Of course.
Fitz: Don’t give up on him. If you love him. Just don’t give up.
218 Jake: You are never home.
Olivia: I’m working.
Jake: So am I.
219 Huck: I did terrible things.
Olivia: We all do terrible things.
219 Huck: I think I used to have a family. But I don’t remember if they were real or if I imagined them.
Olivia: What do you think?
Huck: I think they were real.
Olivia: Then they were real. Then you had a family.
Huck: They were real.
219 Olivia: The thing is, Huck, you always say that I saved you. That’s not true. It’s not even close to true. I had been all alone for a very long time. There are moments, people who somehow they convince me that I’m wrong. That I’m not alone. That I have something to…people let you down. People hurt you. People lie. I’m all alone except for you. Harrison and Abby and Quinn, we take care of them. We love them. But they don’t live on the dark side of the moon. They’re different. So Huck, I need you to snap out of this, whatever this is. Whatever happened to you, you have to come back to me. I need you. You are all I have. You are everything because I didn’t save you in that Metro station. You saved me.
219 Olivia: I have to admit, I’m not a person who gives change to homeless guys in the Metro. I don’t do that. I don’t stop, which is. I don’t stop. But I stopped for you. You made me stop. It was your eyes. You have the saddest eyes. They were sadder than mine.
219 Charlie: I’ve killed kings, Chief. Consider it done.
219 Fitz: This past year, I have learned only one thing. That I cannot exist without you. That I cannot breathe without you. That the man I am without you is–I’m nothing. I’m nothing. And you are everything. And I need you to give me another chance. I demand another chance. We’re worth another chance.
219 Fitz: Do you still love me?
Olivia: Does it matter?
Fitz: It matters. Do you still love me? It’s a yes or no question. Olivia?
Olivia: I do. But I can’t do this anymore.
219 Fitz: I am angry that you fixed the election, I’m even angrier that you thought you were fixing me.
219 Fitz: I love you.
Olivia: Stop saying that. You are having me watched. Followed. There are cameras in my apartment. That’s not love.
219 Olivia: You can go.
Fitz: You don’t dismiss me.
Olivia: I don’t want to talk to you. I am never going to be ready to talk to you.
219 Harrison: I don’t know what to say. I don’t know how to get through to you. Me, the man who talks. Some of that’s on you for always being so closed up but way more it’s on me. Because all my talk and all that game, seems like kid stuff compared to who you are, what you’ve been. Like I’ve spent my life trying to get out of homework while you’ve lived the life of a warrior. Of a man. A real-deal gladiator. So I have no idea what to say here because you make me realize pretty much every day and especially right now that all I’ve ever been, all I am, all I’ve ever been, was talk. So I’ll just sit here and I won’t run my mouth with a lot of noise that’s not worthy. So you be as full-on crazy as you want for as long as you need and I’m gonna be here. Right here with you.
219 Cyrus: You know what happens if a bored nurse or arrogant doctor tweets that the President, same one who was shot in the head 10 months ago, is in the hospital in the middle of the night? Markets panic. Reporters swarm. Defcon levels change.
Fitz: Cats and dogs will finally get along?
219 Huck: Pain is the only human process that is completely defined by the person experiencing it. Now the more I do this the more I learn that people are very different in how they respond to the pain I put them through. You say ‘potato’ I say ‘buh buh,’ that type of deal. Now I would say that the majority, maybe 90% of my projects, scream out right away. But then some of them surprise me. They grit their teeth for as long as they can until they pass out and they never make any sound at all. Now they’re not any braver than anyone else, they’re just different. Which is what makes this job so interesting. You really get to see what people are made of. Literally.
219 Olivia: I hate you.
Fitz: I know.
220 Fitz: Hi.
Olivia: Hi.
220 Fitz: Sit with me and watch me choose you. Watch me earn you.
220 Fitz: You can’t fix the fact that I love you. That I love you more than I love being President. I have told you that I’d give it all up for you again and again, and you know what I think? i think you don’t believe me. I think you believe that I will never choose you. Well, this time, I’m fixing things.
220 Cyus: You love this job? You love being President? You give for what you love.
220 Cyrus: The thing about Mellie right now, the thing you don’t seem to realize, is that she’s very dangerous right now. She’s a walking suitcase nuke waiting to go boom because she’s not thinking like the First Lady. She’s not thinking like the political animal I know she can be. She’s thinking like a wife. She’s thinking like a woman scorned. She’s thinking like someone whose heart has been broken one too many times. She’s a credible threat right now, sir.
220 Olivia: I wasn’t thinking anything about you. I don’t think about you.
220 Olivia: So why are you telling me this?
Huck: Because the last woman who was sleeping with the President ended up dead in the Potomac. And I want you to stay alive.
220 Olivia: I am not a toy that you can play with when you’re bored or lonely or horny. I am not the girl the guy gets at the end of the movie. I am not a fantasy. If you want me, earn me! Until then, we are done.
220 Olivia: Your time as President will be over and you’re worried about getting your mistress back?
Fitz: How many times do I need to tell you that you’re more than that? Come back to me. Forgive me. I love you.
220 Harrison: Charlie the killer likes breakfast pastries…
Olivia: Okay, we can work with that.
220 Olivia: I’m done with him, Cy.
Cyrus: Done done or heavy phone breathing done?
220 Mellie: Tell Fitz he has 36 hours to convince me in person that he regrets the unfortunate choices he’s made and truly wants to recommit himself to his wife and children. If he doesn’t, he will have the pleasure of seeing the First Lady of the United States call her husband a whore-loving bastard on national television.
Cyrus: You wouldn’t.
Mellie: Call my bluff, Cy. I dare you.
220 Cyrus: I’m asking you to be an adult. Stop holding your breath. Quit stomping your feet. It’s time to pick up your toys like a good girl and act like the First Lady of the United States of America.
220 Fitz: When a child has a tantrum you don’t indulge them. You ignore them. You call their bluff.
220 Harrison: [to Huck] We didn’t want to bother you while you were…
Abby: Shaking off the crazy.
220 James: I could be the next Anderson Cooper. Because, come on, I could be the next Anderson Cooper, don’t you think?
221 Harrison: Billy Chambers. Billy Chambers is the mole.
221 Quinn: Job’s over. So right now you have to ask yourself if you’re a gladiator or if you’re looking for revenge, because the way I hear it, you can’t have it both ways.
221 Huck: He took my life and then he put me in a box and almost took it again. I will get us the name.
Olivia: Huck–
Huck: My world, my rules.
221 Harrison: You’re not the fixer here, Liv. You’re the problem. You’re the client. You’re my client. Like it or not. So I’m not asking for the truth. I know the truth. I know enough. At any minute, any second now, so will the rest of planet Earth. So what I’m asking you is, what is your end game? Because the eye will pass, the winds will kick up, and you are not tethered to anything.
221 Fitz: I am in love with a woman who is not my wife. I want to be with her. Not in the shadows. Openly. If I have to stop being President, so be it.
221 David: I made my choice, I’m part of the team now. ‘Go Gladiators.’ Oh, the irony.
222 Fitz: You are going to be my First Lady.
Olivia: I can’t leave them. They need me. I’m their Gladiator.
222 Olivia: We went too far. My people–Huck and Harrison and Abby and Quinn–I took them too far over the wrong cliff. We went so far that I don’t know that we can get back, but you can get back. Run with Mellie by your side. You can win with Mellie by your side.
222 Cyrus: The love of your life is a red-handed, cold-blooded killer. That is what you’re dealing with. That is who you love.
222 Cyrus: I’ve moved Heaven and Earth to save you from yourselves. I have lied for you. I have stolen for you. I have cheated for you. I have killed for you. I have almost died for you. And you, you two are so stupid and romantic and high on your own doomed love, Romeo and Juliet, Dear Diary nonsense that you won’t even save your own lives, but I am being dramatic?
222 Cyrus: Let me get this straight. Highly trained Black Ops assassins broke into your home and tried to kill you and instead of, oh, making a run toward reason, instead of the possibility of death making you decide that maybe it’s better to be single, you have decided that the killers were merely firing heart-shaped bullets made out of bubbles and candy to signify that you and your boyfriend Fitzy are MFEO, made for each other?
Olivia: Cyrus, you’re being dramatic.
222 Jake: Fix your door. Hire security. Or break up with your boyfriend.
222 James: You bastard. Don’t you die on me when I’m so mad at you. Don’t you dare die.
222 Fitz: Livie, I’m running. I’m winning. We are getting married and you are moving into the White House with me.
222 Cyrus: Talking about murder in the White House in front of the President is like talking about sex in the Vatican in front of the Pope. We do not do it.
222 Huck: It’s true what they say. If you want someone killed right, you’ve gotta kill them yourself.
Abby: Somebody stitch that on a pillow.
301 Harrison: Are we gladiators, or are we bitches?
301 Mellie: The upsetting thing about being as educated as I am and as intelligent as I am is that being the First Lady is profoundly boring.
301 Quinn: Look, it’s not too late to pull back. Couldn’t we just kill another intern? It wouldn’t be that hard. A bad one. The worst one.
301 Mellie: They want to go public.
Cyrus: Aren’t you part of ‘they’ now? One-third of some secret, unholy political trinity.
301 Mellie: That is not you cheating on me. That is you…
Fitz: That is me being in love with another woman.
301 Mellie, I know the situation is difficult, I do. And I’m so, so sorry. But we have a job to do here, and in order for me to do my part effectively, I’m going to need you to refrain from referring to me as a whore. At least in front of my face. Alright?
301 Olivia: You shouldn’t be here?
David: Why? Because I’m the US Attorney for the District of Columbia and may be asked to investigate the President’s affair with you? I left that hat at the door.
301 Cyrus: I am a monster, but honey, I am your monster.
302 Fitz: What’s it going to be? Because I’m about to go on live television and I need to know what to say. How Presidential are my balls now, Cy?
302 Huck: Quinn, I know I’ve taught you lots of things but you should try to be less like me. You should be less like me. And more like Liv.
302 Quinn: I hacked into Liv’s email.
Huck: Why?
Quinn: Because I can.
302 Cyrus: You’re evil.
Mellie: You’re welcome.
302 Cyrus: You need to grow some Presidential-sized balls.
302 Fitz: Somewhere, in another life, another reality, we are married and we have four kids, and we live in Vermont, and I’m the mayor–
Olivia: And I make jam.
Fitz: And you make jam.
302 Fitz: Something happens and you’re the one I want to talk to.
Olivia: You don’t want to talk to me.
Fitz: I only want to talk to you.
303 Olivia: This is not a fairy tale. This is not the happily ever after. If you’re still alive, it’s because he still owns you. It’s because you’re still useful to him. And he’s going to find a way to use you against me.
Jake: Liv–
Olivia: Don’t feel bad about it. He still owns me, too.
303 Jake: I never thought I’d get out of that hole. Never. It’s not just the dirt floor and the darkness that gets you. It’s the isolation. It’s the silence. It breaks something in you. I just kept picturing your face. Your face saved me. I’m here because you saved me.
303 Olivia: Huck, look at me.
Huck: This should’ve been my day, Liv. I should’ve had some peace.
303 Huck: All this time I’ve wondered who Command is. I’ve banged my head against a wall trying to get a name and then I got one. For you. A name is something you can trace, Liv. It’s something you can tie to a chair and question. And after you’ve questioned it, after you’ve drilled some answers out of it, like whether or not you have a family, it’s something you can kill. You can wrap it in plastic and put it in a dumpster so it never bothers you again.
303 Olivia: Huck?
Huck: Don’t worry. I’m not here to kill you. I’m all killed out today.
303 Mellie: I am spectacular, but I can’t compete with religious fervor, but no, I was not praying that she’d be blown up today. I am not miserable. I’m celebrating. Because Olivia Pope still walks this Earth. She’s still alive. And as long as she’s still alive, well, she’s your flaw. Your Achilles heel. Which makes her my weapon. She’s the strings that if need be I will pull to make my puppet husband dance. So cheers, baby. Drink up. I live to fight another day.
303 Mellie: If your whore had died today brave and strong, protecting a Congressman inside the Capitol with a nation watching, honey, the nails, the wood, the cross you would build and hammer her on, the worship you would feel for the rest of your days down on your knees praying to Saint Olivia Pope. That would be…I’d lose. Our little war. I’d lose.
303 Fitz: Olivia Pope being blown to bits? That’s your dream isn’t it?
Mellie: Oh, no. That’s my nightmare.
303 Fitz: You’re drunk.
Mellie: That’s impossible. A lady never gets drunk.
Fitz: You’re drunk, Mellie.
303 Cyrus: Now you listen to me.
David: No, you listen to me. I may not have the Cytron card anymore, but I do have my conscience. And there’s a hell of a lot of noise I can make if I don’t think you’re worthy of the moral sacrifice I made.
303 David: Call her old fashioned, but my boss, the Attorney General, like totally hates it when I aid and abet terrorists.
303 Abby: Baby Huck’s choking.
303 Cyrus: We will now all do our level best to not blow her up, but you cannot call Olivia because there is no way in hell I’m allowing the two of you to share a headline for the third week running.
304 Jake: You are not alone in this. I’m not going anywhere. I’m not going anywhere.
304 Jake: Hey, hey, don’t cry.
Olivia: I’m not crying. I’m trying not to scream. I’m scared.
304 Huck: All these questions you’re asking, they have answers, but you don’t want to know them. So stop being interested and stop asking questions. Stop. Stop while you still can.
304 Quinn: Where were you?
Huck: You have to stop asking questions.
Quinn: Look, I am worried about you.
Huck: [shouting] You have to stop asking questions! You’re not worried about me, you’re interested. You want to know what it feels like to do the things that I do. I see you. I see that look in your eye every time you ask me one of your questions about where I was and what I’ve been doing. You’re interested. And maybe that’s because you’re able to see me, too–how my mouth has been dry for months, how I’ve been squirming and vibrating and it wouldn’t stop until the other night when everything just stopped and I wasn’t thirsty anymore.
304 James: I could have produced a segment on the President’s heart at a time when the only organ people care about is his penis.
304 Jake: We’re both wearing leashes, Huck. You and me and everyone else who has ever worked for that man. He owns us. Just like he owns Liv. But if we could get something on him, something big like murdering a guy–
Huck: No.
Jake: Why?
Huck: Because no one takes down Command.
Jake: No one’s ever tried.
Huck: You stay away from Liv. Stay away from me.
304 Quinn: Huck, I was worried about you, okay?
Huck: Why?
Quinn: What?
Huck: Why are you worried about me? I come to work, I do my job. I go home. I have appropriate emotional responses and I’m taking social cues for behavior. I am being normal. Why are you worried?
304 Mellie: Give any piece of trailer trash a push-up bra and a microphone and those stupid flyovers will eat it up like fried Twinkies.
304 Quinn: Are we really going to–
Abby: Slut-shame a dead girl? All aboard.
304 Abby: We’ve had worse clients. I think. Haven’t we?
304 Olivia: I need to go back to doing what worked. Eyes straight ahead. No looking around corners. No peeping in shadows. No asking questions. No stepping outside the lines. I need to be a good girl.
304 Jake: You’re safer if I’m here.
305 Jake: I don’t play second fiddle to anyone, even the President. Goodnight, Olivia.
305 Mellie: You and I, we’ve always wanted the same man, Liv. For him to be the man we know he can be. And after what we did, we owe him this. The chance to run on his own steam and win.
305 Mellie: He needs you, Olivia. He is tired and broken and it isn’t the job. It’s doing the job without you. He’s not alive when you’re not here. He can’t breathe when you’re not here. He doesn’t have the will to run much less win when you’re not here because you, you’re everything to him, Liv. He needs you, so I need you to come back. Come back to us.
305 David: Funny, I’ve only been to Montana once but I seem to remember it looking a lot different from this. More cattle, less bull.
305 Fitz: Liv, I feel like…ashamed. Like I don’t have a right to make jokes. Like I am the joke. ‘The guy can’t keep it in his pants.’ Like my father, you know?
Olivia: Dive in. Own it. Mock your image.
305 Liv: You can’t vet your jokes. You’re not funny.
305 Cyrus: Olivia Pope. The gift that keeps on giving.
305 Quinn: Hey, I found her.
Harrison: Grounded!
305 Ethan: We got Poped, sir.
305 Fitz: You should’ve fouled me.
Jake: I don’t play dirty.
Fitz: Oh, you changed your game?
305 Quinn: What about me?
Harrison: Baby Huck it.
305 Leo: I’m sorry, ma’am, but he’s got a ‘his wife is a frigid shrew’ problem.
306 Harrison: Who we work for is Liv’s business. I can’t get her to do something she doesn’t want to do. No one can.
306 James: You’re a shameless monster.
Cyrus: Who loves you dearly!
306 Olivia: I have so many questions I want to ask you but I’m afraid you’ll kill my friends if I do. So you know, let’s just talk about the weather or uh how I can’t form attachments to people because my mother is dead and my father is that thing that goes bump in the night or…you pick a topic.
306 Jake: We’re only digging up dirt on the most powerful man in the world. How dangerous could that be?
306 Mellie: I did everything but roll your whore up in a rug and unfurl her at your feet!
306 Cyrus: This is a Greek tragedy in the making. Winged mistresses flying too close to the sun.
306 Olivia: There’s probably only two people in this world who can tell me if this really happened. One of those people is my father and I can’t ask him because he’ll probably kill both of you or maybe even all three of us to teach me some kind of sick lesson. And the other is the President.
306 Harrison: Stupid, super spies.
307 Mellie: You don’t have to love me, but we are in this hell together and the flames are burning both of us with equal intensity, baby, so the least you can do is be my friend. Just a little bit. The least you could do is show up. Show up for me. Show up for me, Fitz. Instead of being like some…stranger.
307 Abby: Liv,
Olivia: What?
Abby: I’m…I’m going to hug you now. Don’t say anything. Don’t tell me not to because I’m going to hug you and you’re going to stand her and take it.
307 James: You control everything. Which is precisely why I want to kill you and have sex with you at the same time.
307 Mellie: I just don’t understand why I have to apologize for his affair.
Cyrus: Because that’s how it works.
308 Cyrus: You’re worried about James cheating on me? That’s…oddly sweet.
Mellie: Once you open that door, Cyrus, you cannot close it again. It changes you. Changes everything.
Cyrus: My husband’s not your husband, Mellie.
308 Fitz: Your father has to be stopped. And I want you to know before I stop him. I want you to hear me when I say that I love you, no matter what happens.
308 Huck: I know you do a good job. Jake said I don’t tell you and I know I don’t tell you, but you do a good job. I should tell you more often.
308 Olivia: If I told you about him, if you knew who I was, you would have run in the other direction.
Fitz. I wouldn’t have run. I would’ve protected you.
308 Fitz: You know who I am and you’re just this bundle of dirty little secrets.
308 Candace: So you’re here to babysit me now?
Harrison: If you’re good I’ll let you stay up past your bedtime.
308 Jake: You really think that’s going to do it? That won’t stop him from calling. The President wants to talk to you, he’ll find a way to do it.
308 Mellie: I’d say this is a new low.
Cyrus: Not for me.
309 Quinn: Huck was the only person I had. And he hurt me. He hurt me. He hurt me. And now I don’t have anybody. He hurt me.
Charlie: You have me.
309 Mellie: It hurts until it doesn’t. You think it’s going to break you, but it won’t. You may not sleep as well at night, but you will be fine. Numb, but numb and fine are the same.
309 Abby: Normal boyfriends do favors for their girlfriends.
David: Normal girlfriends don’t dabble in aiding and abetting.
309 Liv: I work. I have a life. There’s not much to tell.
309 James: That Daniel Douglas…got him to go deep.
309 Huck: What’s that stupid thing the kids are saying? YOLO? YOLO, Quinn.
309 Huck: I’m disappointed in you, Quinn. You’ve been a bad girl and I need to know exactly what you’ve been up to. But before we start, I need to say I’m sorry. I’m so sorry because I’m going to enjoy this. I’m going to love it and I don’t want to.
309 Huck: Peeling off the skin can be beautiful. Or removing fingers, toes. I like the feeling of a toe being separated from a foot. But with you because we’re friends, because we’re family, I won’t do any of that. You get a friends and family discount.
310 Jake: I came to say good-bye.
Olivia: Jake–
Jake: I loved you. Whatever happens next, I want to make sure you know that I loved you. I love you.
310 Cyrus: I’m standing here in my underwear and without my soul and I’m asking you what happens now.
310 Huck: Liv saves us and you betrayed her. You’re not a gladiator anymore.
310 Rowan: You’re a boy. You’ve been coddled and cared for, pampered and hugged. For you it’s always summertime and the living’s easy. Daddy’s rich and your mama’s good looking! You’re a Grant! You’ve got money in your blood. You are a boy. I am a man.
310 Cyrus: We are the devil. I am actually the devil…you should have seen me handle it. There’s a dead closeted hillbilly on the floor and there I am, ‘give me your sin, Sally’, without blinking. The devil is at the top of his game.
310 Jake: I get it. You just found out your mother isn’t who you thought. You just got your happy memories of her taken from you. She’s bad, and we don’t know how bad, but that does not make your father the good guy. He is not a good guy, Liv. And Huck is about to go out there and look for him, try to save your father, try to save the man who manipulated him, who threw him in a hole until he was nearly driven out of his mind, and then stole everything that was important to him, and you say it’s not my business, but Huck and I, we’re in the same business, and your father? He is not our hero. He is our demon. And you’re not the only one to lose your happy memories. So I speak from experience when I say maybe you cut Huck some slack.
310 Fitz: Here’s the thing about power, Rowan. It’s always hard to admit when you’ve lost it.
Rowan: Or to admit you’ve never had any at all
311 Olivia: Serving the Republic, I always thought it was a good thing, a great thing. True service, a calling. Now I think…I think it eats at you until you are not you anymore, until you are lost. Until you can’t remember who you were. Until you forget yourself and all you can see is the greater good. All you can see is God and country and you’re so busy being a patriot that you forget to be a person.
311 Jake: I couldn’t say no! I serve at the pleasure of the President of the United States–
Olivia: Don’t we all.
311 James: My husband’s a monster, David. He’s brilliant, and egomaniacal, and has done more to thwart the rule of law than you and I will ever know. He’s a monster. And he’s powerful. And he thinks he doesn’t have a weakness. But he does. Me. And I will do whatever it takes, stand on the podium, play the good soldier, sleep beside him for as long as it takes, to bring that monster down.
311 Cyrus: I’ll give you exactly one second to get your feet off my desk.
Leo: Or what?
Cyrus: Or I’ll cut ’em off and shove ’em down your throat.
Leo: I’m a size 11 1/2. I seriously doubt my feet would fit down my throat.
Cyrus: I’m not talking about your feet you baby-faced twit. I’m talking about your balls. Have they even dropped yet? Will you miss them when they’re gone?
311 Olivia: You are stressed, and you are scared, and you want this. You want to win this election so bad you can’t breathe, and I understand that. But you don’t trust me.
311 Fitz: You are not resigning. I refuse to accept your resignation. You can’t leave me. I’m not losing you again.
311 Abby: Do you even know how to use it? The safety, and the clip, and how you’re not supposed to tuck it in your waistband or you could shoot off your penis?
311 Abby: Are you serious? You’re stealing my gun.
Harrison: Borrowing it.
Abby: Harrison, you do not need to act all crazy just because everyone else here is. We are the normal ones. You and me. If we need to borrow a gun, we ask. Also, why do you need it?
311 Mellie: I came up with a list of men. Eligible bachelors. Prominent, smart. Pick one.
Olivia: Pick one?
Mellie: Any one of them, it’s an equal opportunity list. Tall, short, black, white, Republican, Democrat. I don’t care who, just pick one and start dating him. Publicly. So the everyone can stop thinking that you’re screwing my husband. Smile, Olivia. The world is watching.
311 Olivia: Why are you doing this?
Mellie: Because I like it when my husband is the President. I worked very hard for it. I’ve done a great deal to get us here, and you are going to get him across the finish line. But you can’t do that if people know what kind of person you really are. Cheers!
311 Mellie: Don’t patronize me like I’m some hysterical teenage girl at the beginning of my cycle.
311 Rowan: What is currently happening is that President Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III has made an enemy, the worst kind of enemy, because I know all his secrets. I know where every body is buried, and the greatest weapon I can use against him calls me ‘Dad.’
311 Charlie: The great thing about our line of work? Rock solid job stability! As long as people have to live together, someone’s gonna pay to have someone else killed! Fact of life.
311 Rowan: You’re skipping around in a field full of bombs and mistaking them for daisies.
312 Olivia: [to Fitz] One, I am not a hen. Two, I am not a prize at the state fair. You cannot win me!
312 Olivia: I didn’t do this for you. I did not do this for you. I did this for me, so I could work on the campaign. So I could walk down the street and not be whispered about. So I could stop being known as the woman who screwed the President, so the scarlet “A” on my chest could be invisible! So I could stop being a joke. I am a person. I am not a hen! I am not a prize!
312 Cyrus: [to James] Girls like to be kissed first, right? Romance them a little before you dive right into their pants.
312 Jake: [to Olivia] Let me be clear. You can ask a favor of me, but you cannot tell me how to do it, who to task, or anything remotely close to how to do my job because you have no idea how my world works.
312 Jake: And one more thing…
Olivia: What?
Jake: Stock…your damn…fridge. If I’m going to be your fake boyfriend all day, I’m going to come home at the end of it and drink real beer and eat real food. Wine is not beer and popcorn is not food.
312 Olivia: What are you doing?
Jake: It’s been a long day and I want to take a shower and wash it off me before we have pretend sex.
312 Olivia: Huck, you know I don’t drink coffee.
Huck: It’s a gesture. It means I’m sorry about Quinn. People get people coffee when they’re sorry. I can get you tea instead.
312 Olivia: You went too far with Quinn.
Huck: No. You went too far.
Olivia: Excuse me?
Huck: You took in a wild monster and you groomed me and petted me and trained me to sit at your feet. But that doesn’t mean I’m a puppy, Liv. That just makes me a very loyal monster. So I didn’t go too far. I went exactly as far as my leash allows, and you hold the leash. You ruined her life and then you made me save her and then you gave her to me to take under my wing.
312 Huck: You should’ve never given me someone to love. Monsters eat people, Liv. It’s what we do.
313 Olivia: I wanna walk into the light and feel the sun on my face Cyrus. You’re on your own.
313 Jake: Run away with me Liv, save me.
Olivia: Take advantage of me Jake.
313 Sally: I must confess to the world the breaking of his commandment. It is the only way I will hear his voice again!
313 Cyrus [to James]: Whatever happens, remember the best part of me loves you. Maybe the only good part.
313 Olivia: They’re all murderers. Reston, Sally, Fitz, the presidential debate it’s literally murderer’s row. No matter who gets elected, they’re all murderers.
313 Jake: You’re a mouse Cyrus. A mouse on a wheel thinking truly, believing that if I just run a little bit faster that I’ll get the cheese. You are small, and while I’d love to explain to you how the world works, I don’t have the time and you wouldn’t understand.
314 Maya: [to Adnan] I don’t make bombs. I make money.
314 Jake: It’s unfortunate. Life is unfortunate. Random. Coincidental. Bad things happen to good people all the time.
Olivia: No, you make bad things happen to good people.
314 Jake: This was my call. I am protecting the Republic. I keep this country running. I do what needs to be done. I am Command.
314 Rowan: What?
Olivia: You could say hello.
Rowan: Hello, Olivia. What do you want?
314 Olivia: Can you just be, I don’t know, nice for a minute, to me? Can you be a dad? Normal, kind, regular dad, for just a few seconds for me, please? I’m asking here, really asking, because I really need it. I need my dad.
314 Olivia: I don’t know what the point is of this, of democracy and freedom and patriotism if there are no white hats. If everyone is evil. If the deck is always stacked. If everyone I love is a monster. If no one is worth saving, what’s the point?
314 Rowan: Everyone is worth saving. Everyone. In the face of darkness, you drag everyone into the light. That is the point. At least I’d like to think that is the point of you.
314 Abby: David, look at me. Look at me. Something’s wrong. Something bad has happened to you. Something terrible. You don’t hide that from me. You don’t lie about it to me. You give it to me. You let me share it. I love you. You are my heart. What happens to you happens to me.
315 Huck: You don’t take down B613. You run, you hide, or you die.
315 Olivia: Andrew, the last thing this campaign needs is another sex scandal. Stay away from her.
Andrew: Glass houses, Olivia.
315 Fitz: I’m the Commander in Chief.
Jake: And I am Command, which means you don’t tell me to do anything because I’m not your bitch.
315 Olivia: Tell me we’re not the help, Cyrus, that I am not some maid with a mop in my hand cleaning up messes whenever they ring the bell. If you can do that for me–
Cyrus: I’d be lying.
315 Olivia: [to Fitz] You are going to fix your family because it is not my place. I am at work. This is my job. If this interview turns into a disaster and I will have failed at my job and I cannot afford to fail at my job because it is all I have left.
316 Abby: I think the house is burning down, Liv.
316 Olivia: What else do you need? What service can I render for you today? Am I here to stroke your ego? Am I your cheerleader? Am I here to wipe your tears? Am I your nanny? Am I here to fight the bullies? Am I your bodyguard today? Maybe I’m here to make you feel good? Maybe I’m your dealer. Or maybe I’m here to make you feel hot and manly and ready so you’re not jealous of your wife’s boyfriend. Is that it? Am I your fluffer today Fitz? What service am I billing you for today?
316 Olivia: I lie in bed every night and I play our relationship over and over again in my head like a movie. We meet. We fall in love. We can’t stop ourselves. We’re meant to be. I give up everything inside me and then it stops. The movie just stops. I don’t know how it ends. It’s just me waiting for a house in Vermont that I can’t live in and a man who makes me promises he can’t keep.
316 Jake: I wish you’d just stood in the sun with me.
Olivia: Sometimes I wish that, too.
316 Leo: Do you have any advice that doesn’t involve insulting me?
Abby: No.
316 Huck: Do you have any idea how many times you’ve asked me to do things that I didn’t want to do but I did them because you asked me to? B613 took away my family, Liv, my life, my name. They destroyed me.
316 Huck: [to Olivia] We do what we have to do.
316 Harrison: Jake Ballard. Dude could probably kill you with a bendy straw but at the end of the day he’s just a normal guy. Put a fork in him.
Huck: Or a needle.
316 Olivia: What would Olivia Pope say?
Abby: You don’t get to run. You’re a gladiator. Gladiators don’t run. They fight. They slay dragons. The wipe off the blood. They stitch up their wounds, and they live to fight another day. You don’t get to run. How was that?
Olivia: That was good.
316 Olivia: I know we haven’t had a lot to celebrate here in the last few months. Sometimes it seems that the battles weren’t winnable or at least not worth the blood spilled fighting them. But then a moment like this comes around and it makes you feel like it’s all worth it. That we’re finally stepping back into the light.
317 Rowan: Mr. President, how may I be of service?
317 Fitz: Somebody out there wants me dead.
Mellie: [laughs] He thinks it’s just out there.
317 Harrison: Papa Pope. That’s okay, right? I can call you Papa…
Rowan: No.
317 Mellie: I want his head in the fire and I want to see him burn. I want to hand him the one piece of news that will destroy him and I want to watch his face when it happens.
317 Mellie: I have kept this secret for 15 years. I have lost my life for 15 years. I have lived this lie for 15 years and all the while I have watched him walk away from me. I have been destroyed while I have made him President. It is my turn! He suffers. He hurts. He burns. I’m tired of carrying the cross. Let him pick it up now.
317 Jake: That wasn’t you handling me, that was us.
Olivia: I don’t know what you expect me to say.
317 Jake: [to Olivia] Tell me you felt it, too. Tell me I’m not crazy. Tell me you felt it, too.
317 Jake: Tell me.
Olivia: I love him. Fitz. I love him. And I felt something with you last night and that feels like betrayal.
Jake: It feels like a first step.
317 Fitz: I’ve been a bad boy.
Olivia: Don’t be cute. You’re putting yourself and everyone else in this auditorium at risk.
Fitz: The Secret Service went over every inch of this building with a fine-tooth comb.
Olivia: I’m trying to save your life.
Mellie: If we’re going to die can we do it now so I don’t have to listen to you two?
317 Huck: It wasn’t safe.
Quinn: It was safer than bringing along two bickering little bitches. What do you want Huck?
318 Olivia: We’re gonna lose the election on Tuesday.
Cyrus: Let’s be honest. We lost the election today.
318 Rowan: I do not like him, but Olivia, I do love you, and I want you to have everything, everything you deserve. So when I say I wish I could help, I do wish I could help. I wish I could help you.
318 Jake: Rosen, I killed three people right in front of you. I am not a good guy.
David: Deep down, I think you are.
318 Fitz: Liv, I am going to marry you. We are going to have babies. Two babies, I think.
318 Leo: Any words of advice?
Cyrus: Nope. Well, maybe. Try and protect your soul if you still have one. It’s futile, but you should still try.
318 Olivia: [to Fitz] I wouldn’t want you if, knowing what you know, you left her now.
318 [to Olivia] That man hurts you. He uses you. And he will throw you away when he’s done with you. I just wanted to give you the chance to be free. To be happy.
318 Maya: [to Olivia] That man hurts you. He uses you. And he will throw you away when he’s done with you. I just wanted to give you the chance to be free. To be happy.
318 Olivia: We’re going to win the election now. They lost their child. America will rally behind them.
Cyrus: We’re going to win. I hadn’t really thought about it.
Olivia: I did. A child is dead and that’s the first thing that popped into my head.
Cyrus: I was going to let that church blow up with everyone in it.
318 Olivia: How did we get like this? When did we stop being people?
Cyrus: Were we ever people? Or did serving at the pleasure of the President just help us to shed our pesky skins and unmask us as the monsters we really are?
318 Rowan: You’re not looking for justice, Mr. President. You’re looking for a head served on a platter.
Fitz: Are you saying you can get that for me?
Rowan: I may not be your friend, Mr. President, but I am a father. I know what I would do if someone hurt my child. Yes, I will get that for you.
318 Mellie: I kept my distance from him because I was terrified of what he might…be. Turns out he was yours the whole time. But he was always mine, or he should have been. But I was afraid, and now he’s gone.
318 Olivia: It’s me. Everything that’s happened, none of it would be happening if it weren’t for me. My mother, my father, the man I love, an innocent boy dying, churches being blown up, you being thrown in the hole. The only common denominator is me. I’m at the center. I’m the eye of the storm.
Jake: So you’re the devil, is that it? And this is your pity party?
318 Olivia: This is me doing what I do best. I’m handling this. I’m fixing this. I have been over every option. I have looked at it from every angle, and I have hoped and prayed that I was wrong. I have tried to pretend that I didn’t know what the answer is, but I do, so now it’s time for me to stand in my truth.
318 Olivia: It’s me. I’m the thing that needs to be fixed. I’m the thing that needs to be handled. I’m the scandal. And the best way to deal with a scandal is to shut it down.
318 Jake: Take me with you. Run away with me. Save me.
Olivia: I am in love with someone else.
Jake: You’re leaving everything else behind. Leave that behind too.
318 Olivia: You want to stand in the sun with me.
Jake: I want us to stand in the sun together.

 

 

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