Lovers of liberty,
are we to believe this man is capable of guiding our nation
with prudence and common sense
with that seductress Olivia Pope
distracting him with a body made for...
Dennis, will you show us the photographs again?
We've been sold a bushel of lies, a barrel of snake oil.
- (TV TURNS OFF) - (REMOTE CLATTERS)
Liv.
Liv?
Everything is gonna be okay.
I have to go downstairs now before Abby and Liz get up here.
But I'll be right back as soon as I can.
Everything is gonna be okay.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
How the hell did this happen?
The head of Uniformed Secret Service confirms
there were no external security breaches.
But that's really not the issue, sir.
So you're telling me this leak was internal?
Sir, the leak is really not the issue.
I want the head of the Uniformed Secret Service...
We can't. I just fired him.
- I'm bringing my guy in from the NSA. - Not the issue.
No. Get Rosen to investigate the leak.
- Sir, this is a surveillance issue. - Rosen's loyal to Liv.
He's on the inside. He'll wanna make this happen right.
Not the issue!
Sir, those photos are everywhere.
I've got a room full of press getting rowdier by the minute.
There's blood in the water.
We're gonna need a game plan.
We're gonna need a statement.
We're gonna need a bigger boat.
She's right.
The press needs to hear from the White House. From you.
- ABBY: Sir? - I'm going back to the Residence.
- Because? - Because Olivia is there.
I can't make a statement without Olivia.
Mr. President, I don't think...
If a statement is being made, Olivia and I are making it together.
So, what? History's being made tonight?
For the first time ever,
the President and his mistress address the nation.
Why are you so calm?
Do you really think she's gonna get in front of the camera
and admit that they're having an affair?
It's Liv. She's the best in the business.
The President's about to get Poped.
Liv?
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
- FITZ: What's going on? - I had to leave while I still could.
- Liv... - OLIVIA: Don't call me again.
- Wait for me. I will call you. - FITZ: Liv.
Where the hell are you?
Well, what a ludicrous question. We know exactly where she is.
She may run from the watchful eyes of Justice.
She may run from the good people of this nation.
But I can assure you, dear lovers of liberty,
she will not be able to hide.
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(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
- Liv. Oh, my God. Are you okay? - I'm fine.
Were you followed?
Quinn, close the door and put the gun away.
They're reporters, not assassins.
Here, sit down. I'm sorry, this place is a mess.
What do you need? Oh, can I get you something to drink?
I have water.
I have tea.
I have wine.
(SNIFFS)
Liv, tell me how to help. What can I do?
What do we have?
- What do we... - Cases, work, new cases.
- What do we have? - What?
I need to work.
Calls to the First Lady's office have not been returned,
and still no statement from the White House.
There's been a great deal of speculation
heading into this morning's White House press briefing.
Many wondering if Press Secretary Abigail Whelan
will address the question on everyone's mind.
- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) - Hey, people! Hey!
I'm not going to answer your questions if you're shouting all at once.
You're not gonna answer our questions either way.
When can we expect a statement from the President himself?
Whenever the President himself decides to make a statement.
- See what I mean? - (INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
Mellie.
Yes, Fitz?
Why are you here?
Well, for starters, I'm here so that you can apologize to me.
What?
So you can apologize to me.
Which is very generous of me, I think, me coming to you.
But given the little problem you have going on,
it seemed better for me to come here.
For the optics.
- The optics. Right. - Hmm.
What in the hell are you talking about?
Come on.
Do we really have to do it this way? Do we have to pretend?
Can't you just,
with all the pride and the ego, just admit it?
Admit what?
(SIGHS)
(SCOFFS)
Okay, fine.
You wanna play?
Let's play.
You placed Olivia in a dangerous position.
You outed her. (SCOFFS)
You thought by throwing me out of the White House and moving her in,
you'd be making this grand gesture.
Finally, she wouldn't be just a mistress anymore.
But the minute she stepped through these doors,
the minute she moved in here,
she became what we all become when we live here.
And what is that?
Yes.
A statue.
Inhuman.
Viewed from every angle, discussed, exposed.
She's not just a mistress now.
She's America's mistress.
History will preserve her as such.
Oh, honey, you made a horrible miscalculation,
an error in judgment.
You didn't realize. Which is why I am here.
So that you can apologize, and I can accept.
And then I'll take care of everything. It's gonna be okay. Don't worry.
Wait. What?
I will deny Sally's story.
Say you and Olivia were nothing more than a trashy rumor.
Remind everyone what close friends we are.
Of course she was here late at night. So was her boyfriend.
We'll pick someone, one of your friends, someone of similar height and build.
As for you and me?
We're fine. We couldn't be better.
- And the apology? - (SIGHS)
You said I need to apologize.
For those divorce papers.
That was mean.
- That hurt my feelings. - (CLEARS THROAT)
You can admit that was mean, right?
(SMACKS LIPS)
I am not going to bring our children to visit you in jail.
Excuse me?
When you gave those photos to Sally Langston,
you didn't just leak this Olivia business, you also broke the law.
Wait a minute, you think I did this?
- It was smart. Risky, but smart. - (EXHALES)
You don't want a divorce.
You need some way to worm your way back in here,
so you leak a few pictures,
humiliate her, play on my sense of guilt,
then ride back in here on your white broomstick...
Fitzgerald, think about it.
Those pictures make people feel sorry for First Lady Grant.
But they make Senator Grant look weak and frigid and sexless,
and like she can't keep a man.
And we both know America will never elect a woman who can't get laid.
Everything is always about your presidential run.
(SIGHS)
That's why you want to move back in and forget the divorce.
We are a team.
I need you.
You need me.
And I am on board.
I am ready, willing and able to put this whole thing to bed.
All you have to do
(SIGHS)
Is just say the magic words.
Get out.
(SCOFFS)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(DOOR OPENS AND SLAMS SHUT)
FITZ: We wait for Olivia.
I'd just like to be able to have a strategy, sir.
If we could... You could consider making a statement without Olivia.
You keep repeating yourself
like you think I don't hear or I don't understand
or maybe think I'm gonna change my mind.
Let's clear it up.
I hear, I understand.
My mind will not change.
Next subject.
Next subject. Well, Abby?
Sir, I noticed that the First Lady paid a visit to the Oval earlier today.
Is she perhaps willing to...
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
- David's here. - Hi.
Mr. President, I've opened the investigation into the security breach,
and your office sent this list over.
I... The people on this list...
Well, the name at the top, do you want to investigate her, sir?
This whole situation is a load of malarkey and doo-doo!
As if you would ever have an affair with Olivia.
My Casey could make fake photos like that in 15 minutes.
I mean, obviously, she wouldn't, but she could.
She's very good with computers.
I know Mellie leaked the photos.
- You just need to get proof. - Yes, sir.
Wait, so the photos are...
Oh.
Oh, I see. Well...
Oh.
ABBY: (CLEARS THROAT) Could I at least push the press briefing
since we're not saying anything and you're not changing your mind?
It would help...
Pushing the briefing makes it look like I'm ashamed or hiding.
I'm not ashamed. I'm not hiding.
I'm waiting for Olivia.
Efforts to contact the woman at the center of this controversy,
D.C. Fixer Olivia Pope,
have so far been fruitless.
You look like an idiot out there.
He needs to say something. You need to make him say something.
I can't make the President speak to the press.
He's not a puppet. He does not have strings.
He does. He does have strings.
But that Olivia is in the wind, and she took the strings with her!
You didn't want him telling the world about their affair.
- I told you she would handle it. - She handled it wrong.
I want the puppet to dance.
Dan Danzig coming to you live in front of the building
where Miss Pope runs her very own crisis management firm.
Still no sighting of Pope herself,
but new details coming to light this hour.
The alleged presidential mistress, sources tell us,
is a former swimming champion...
JAKE: It's insane out there.
The press has got this building surrounded.
Jake. Hey.
What are you doing here?
JAKE: Lay off, Perkins. He's here to help.
QUINN: Help?
Well, if I need someone to helpfully murder busloads of innocent Americans
and chop their heads off for fun, I'll give Huck a call.
Otherwise, no thanks. I'm good.
I'm fixed. Jake fixed me. I'm okay now.
You're fixed? There aren't enough meds in the world to fix...
I'm here with him. He's fine.
Oh, you're like his slaughter sponsor? Yeah, that's totally fine. My bad.
Can we put aside the name-calling and the blood-feuding, and just get to work?
- Fine. - Okay.
Now, where is Olivia?
She's not here. We took a case.
Quinn, you what?
We took a case.
Walter was older than me,
and I know most people think wealthy older man, younger woman...
But, honestly, I would have been happy if he'd been a bus driver.
I still can't... That a son could kill his own father.
QUINN: Gavin Price, 35.
Better known by his UVA frat brothers as G-Preezy.
Mr. Preezy was indicted on murder charges a few weeks ago.
Murder of who?
Mega developer and real estate tycoon, Walter Price.
Gavin's dad.
You got an alibi, Huck?
(SIGHS) I'm sure Gavin thought it would look like an accident.
I found them both at the bottom of the stairs.
Gavin, covered in Walter's blood.
Blunt force trauma to the head. Nasty fall.
What about motive?
Doesn't every kid want to kill their dad
when he trades in their biological mother
for a younger, more goal-oriented model?
When the police arrested Gavin, I did what Walter would have wanted.
I hired him a lawyer and paid his bail.
I never thought he'd run.
He took Walter's watch,
a necklace from the safe and one of the cars from the garage.
How does a guy facing a murder charge even get bail?
By being rich and white.
And no one knows Gavin's missing?
They check in every 48 hours.
He knew that. He took off right away.
Which means...
Liv has about 28 hours to find him.
And you just let her do this. Go off to find a murderer by herself.
You don't say no to Liv.
And besides, she took my car keys.
Olivia, are you sure you're up to this?
I've seen the news.
The news is just a lot of rumor and gossip designed to get ratings.
STEPHANIE: So you can do this?
You're sure?
I will personally find your stepson and make sure he returns
before anyone knows he's missing.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
(DOOR OPENS)
(CLEARS THROAT) Senator Grant.
Hello?
What can I do for you, David?
We're looking at how that footage got leaked to Sally.
And as part of that investigation, I need to examine your computers.
So that's his move?
Send some sort of SWAT team over here to embarrass me.
No. It's just me and a couple people from tech.
We'll do a quick scan. Nothing public. No one will know.
(SCOFFS)
Fine.
But just so you know, you're not here as the attorney general.
He may have told you to come here in some sort of official capacity.
But right now,
you're no better than some two-bit, bus-stop divorce attorney.
Do whatever you want with the computers.
I have nothing to hide.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
OLIVIA: Where now?
HUCK: We lost the trail. Gavin's cell signal dropped.
- Either it's dead... - OLIVIA: Or he ditched it.
Gavin's broke. His accounts are frozen.
He needs gas, food, a place to lay his head.
He needs money.
- (KEYBOARD CLACKING) - Uh, Brock Brothers.
A pawn shop about 30 miles outside of Fayetteville.
A Pic du Midi 1591 watch just went up on their site.
That's Walter's watch. Text me the address.
I informed him how there ain't much of a market around here
for sissy Euro watches.
(CHUCKLES)
He took $500 and let me put the rest on consignment.
Amazing what folks will do when their backs are against the wall.
Do I know you?
No, I don't think so.
If he comes back...
"Ruth."
- You got it, Ruthie. - (CHUCKLES)
He sold the watch, but not for much.
He needs money. The car is probably next.
There are more used car lots in North Carolina than people.
- OLIVIA: We're running out of time. - Yeah, no kidding.
Hey, Huck's compiling a list of dealerships in the area.
We'll e-mail them.
- Hold on. - QUINN: What?
I don't think he's at a car lot.
- (COINS CLINKING) - (SLOT MACHINES HUMMING)
Table's ice cold.
Hopefully, I can warm it up.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
Thank you. I needed that.
- (CHUCKLES) - (SIGHS)
I don't really have any interest in paying for sex.
No offense.
Let's just take it slow and see if your luck keeps up.
(CHUCKLES) Oh. Damn.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
Make a scene and the feds will be here in minutes.
There's a lot of other ways for a gal to make some money, Gavin.
You're not exactly what I picture
when I picture bounty hunters.
I'm not a bounty hunter.
Your stepmother is worried about you.
(SIGHS) Steph's not worried. She's tying up loose ends.
She's been waiting a long time for my dad to kick off.
And now that he has, I'm in her way.
Look, no offense, but I could probably take you out.
There's not too many people I can say that about.
But you? I think I'd have a good shot.
- (LAUGHS) - So what's your plan here?
Keep me cuffed to this stool and play blackjack until I pass out?
My plan just arrived.
Nice to see you.
- Figured you might need some help. - (CHUCKLES)
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
Old people slip and fall every day.
Not right after fighting with their sons.
It wasn't right after.
But you did have a fight.
There was this house I was building in the Shenandoah Valley,
and he wouldn't give me the money to finish it 'cause he's lame.
But the yelling, that wasn't fighting. That's just how he talked to me.
I kind of get why.
No need to be rude.
Anyway, later on, I heard a noise,
and there he was at the bottom of the stairs.
Hell, she could've pushed him.
The whole thing is just so crazy.
How could anyone think I killed my father?
What possible motive could I have?
What possible motive could your stepmother have?
She's got a great one.
Been seeing some guy on the side for the past five years.
And she signed this intense pre-nup when she and my dad got hitched.
We did the background check on her.
Walter was very clear if she cheated, she'd get nothing.
And now?
She gets a billion dollars.
Makes spending 20 years
with a guy who's old enough to be your dad
look like easy work.
I'm not lying.
Look into it if you want.
I pulled Stephanie Price's text logs, and nothing so far.
(SIGHS) Walter's e-mail, an easy hack, but nothing there either.
I also ran a QR14 face rec
on every visitor in and out of the house for the past five years,
and apart from the fact
that Michael Bolton performed at Walter's birthday last year,
nothing odd.
Danny Mendoza, Capital Spill.
Any comment on your boss's extracurricular activities?
- How did you get in here? - Just a few questions.
When did you all learn of the affair?
HUCK: Give me the camera. DANNY: It's private property.
- Give me the camera. - Really? No comment?
Did your boss ever say what the President was like in bed?
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GRUNTING)
You can't take that.
You are trespassing.
There is not a scratch on you.
There is no video to prove I took your video.
If you don't get out of here, I will kick your ass.
And you can tell everyone a girl beat you up.
Or I can give you to him.
And you won't be able to tell anyone anything ever again.
Your choice.
(GROANS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING)
Fixed, huh?
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) - MAN: Abby.
WOMAN: Any follow-up on that?
If there were something to say, I'd be saying it.
But there isn't, so I'm not.
Are the photos real?
I have nothing to say at this time.
Is the President having an affair with Olivia Pope?
Are there any other topics you'd like to cover?
Ashley.
Are you not answering these questions
because you're afraid to be caught in a lie?
Tricky, tricky.
I'm not answering because there is nothing to say at this time.
That's all for now. Thank you, everyone.
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(CHUCKLES) Red, they ain't buyin' what you're sellin', girlfriend.
- (DOOR CLOSES) - (EXHALING SHARPLY)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
I know I'm supposed to be sensitive to your plight or whatever,
but if you are calling to gloat...
C YRUS: (LAUGHING) Funny. Funny stuff, Red.
You practically wrote Kimmel's monologue for him. Joke, joke, joke.
ABBY: Goodbye, Cyrus.
- You want some advice? - What? No.
Yes.
- Be the adult. - Be the adult.
Bring Mellie back to the White House.
She came back. He threw her out. He wants nothing to do with her.
Listen to me say it again. "Be the adult."
ABBY: Be the adult. And?
Be the adult.
Damn it. Are you drunk? Are you day-drinking?
Because I need some serious help here!
Red, how does leadership come?
Is it given to you? No.
You wanna lead? Be the leader.
Everyone else will automatically become the follower.
You want POTUS to fall in line, to behave.
Be the adult. He'll become the child.
That's the secret of the Oval Office, Red.
You want the power, you want to be the kingmaker,
you want to be the hand that rules?
You are the adult. He is the child.
And you don't ask children when bedtime is.
And you don't listen to children
when they say they don't want their vegetables.
You threaten them and you make them eat those vegetables!
You're a terrible father.
Whatever.
You stand at that podium in front of the White House press corps
and be the adult.
You bring Mellie back to the White House.
Be the adult.
You're trying to get me fired.
He'll fire you, maybe. But only for a few hours.
All children eventually do as they're told. Be the adult.
OLIVIA: Thanks, Quinn. His story checks out.
Stephanie is sleeping with a restaurant owner
named Romeo Sarconi, has been for years.
And you may be right that your father found out about the affair.
He made an appointment with his lawyer to change his will
the day before he died.
I told you. Now, I'm starving. Can we get some food?
What did I say?
- Stop whining. - Stop whining.
Fine. I'm grateful.
To be trapped in a cheap motel room
that smells like urine and insecticide with you two while I starve,
headed back to face a murder charge for a crime I did not commit.
I am "hashtag blessed."
- What now? - We investigate further.
We look into Stephanie, dig into her Romeo,
see if we can find any evidence that Gavin is innocent.
I'm asking about you. I could care less about Gavin.
- Gavin heard that. - (TV PLAYING)
Look, at some point, you're gonna have to leave this place, face the music.
You wanted to be with him.
You wanted to be with him so much that I...
What's changed?
GAVIN: Um, wait a minute.
Hold on. You're on TV.
WOMAN ON TV: ... to rampant speculation as to her whereabouts.
Her involvement with the President is still yet to be confirmed.
Wait. You're the...
I'm not the only one on the run, huh?
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
QUINN: What is taking so long?
It's a private law firm, not the Pentagon.
I've already bypassed the main grid of their security program,
and I'm accessing all files linked to Walter Price.
Five seconds to go.
- There. - What do you got?
Purchase agreements, uh, retail leases, ground leases, industrial leases.
This guy owned property all over the globe.
His will, Huck!
That's what we're interested in. Not his real estate.
(QUINN SCOFFS)
(BREATHES SLOWLY)
Is that some kind of coping mechanism Jake taught you?
You feel yourself getting angry,
so you take a deep breath
and swallow your rage and everything's fine?
'Cause you're fixed?
Is that it?
I mean, what does that even mean, Huck?
"Fixed"?
Did Jake fill you with beta blockers?
Did he pry your eyes open and force you to watch all kinds of crap?
Did he go all Clockwork Orange on you?
How the hell did Jake supposedly fix you?
I wanna know.
Fine.
- You want me gone? - (OBJECTS CLATTER)
I'm gone.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
Was Olivia Pope involved with the President
at the same time she was on the government's payroll?
I will not be answering any questions about Olivia Pope.
What is the current status of the President's marriage?
Again, I would like to ask if there are any questions
that do not pertain to the President's marriage.
Can you comment on Senator Grant's marriage?
That do not pertain to the institution of marriage.
Can you at least confirm sightings of Senator Grant
at the White House today?
REPORTER 1: Is it true the Senator has been living at Blair House
for the past several days?
REPORTER 2: Abby!
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(SHOUTING FADES)
The First Lady lives in the White House
like every First Lady since Abigail Adams.
What the hell is she doing?
When can we expect a statement from the President and Senator Grant?
The President and his wife are handling this as they should,
privately as a team.
Therefore, there is no statement to be made.
She's making a statement.
Fix it.
The statement that the nation's First Lady,
Senator Mellie Grant,
is indeed still living at the White House
came from Press Secretary Abigail Whelan just moments ago.
The press has received a statement that both the President and his wife are still,
and I quote, "a team."
How you can possibly not understand this
as a direct statement from the White House to the American public
on the strength of the First Couple's marriage
is beyond my ability to comprehend!
ELIZABETH: You don't set strategy.
I set strategy.
The President sets strategy.
You are a mouthpiece for the administration, nothing more...
I was only trying to right the ship...
ELIZABETH: I don't care what you were trying.
The only reason you're not out on your ass, trolling K Street,
knocking on the doors of every third-rate PR firm
desperate enough to hire you right now
is that firing you would only add fuel to this scandal.
Consider yourself lucky.
Appreciate you bringing me here. I really was starving.
Parenting 101. Reward complaining.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Where are you going?
Relax.
I'm going to the bathroom.
I should go make sure he doesn't get beat up. (SIGHS)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Yeah?
- QUINN: We were wrong. - What?
Walter was going to change his will,
but it was Gavin he was cutting out of it, not his stepmother.
Are you sure?
QUINN: Yeah, the law firm they were using,
we hacked their in-house network.
I saw the will and there's more.
Turns out, Gavin was forging checks in his dad's name
for some house he was building.
And his father found out about it?
QUINN: Yup.
In fact, he was about to go to the police, but then he died.
Are you Olivia Pope?
Um...
Oh, my God, the little guy was right. It is her.
Here, take a picture.
- Okay. No... - Just a quick one, really.
OLIVIA: Okay. Thank... Thank you.
- Thank you so much. - It's Olivia Pope.
You slept with the President! (LAUGHS)
- Okay. Excuse me. - (INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
WOMAN: Oh, my God. I wanna touch her...
Move. Move.
Liv. Out of the way.
Out of the way. Come on. Come on.
Liv, come on, come on. Come on, come on.
- WOMAN: Excuse me. - Excuse me.
Come on, here. Put your head down.
Everybody, move. People...
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
- ABBY: He's furious. - He's not furious.
Oh, he's furious with me.
He's not furious with you. He's frustrated with himself.
Remember, he's a baby.
What do babies do when they get frustrated?
Do I have a baby, Cyrus?
Has anyone come out of me?
Usually, they scream. Scream their little heads off. "Wah, wah."
Shut up and speak.
You're playing this perfectly, Red.
That briefing today was magic.
He doesn't know it. He can't appreciate it.
But you may have singlehandedly saved his presidency.
He doesn't care about his presidency, Cyrus.
He only cares about Liv.
What does Liv want him to say? What does Liv want him to do?
And what does Liv want him to do?
I don't know, she's gone. She ran away.
- Then you do know. - I don't!
Stop telling me the opposite of what I am telling you.
I am too tired for this. I don't!
You do. Nobody knows Olivia Pope better than you do.
The President of the United States
needs you to tell him what she wants him to do.
And you know.
So, be the adult here and tell him.
Why are you doing this? You're gone, why do you care?
Red.
Who do I hate more than Elizabeth North?
No one?
And who does Elizabeth North hate even more than she hates me?
- Mellie. - Right.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
You wanted to see me, Mr. President?
Susan, I need you to fill in for me
at this business roundtable in the morning.
Oh. Sir, I'm talking to 1,200 high school students tomorrow morning.
We're talking college access.
You'll have to reschedule.
But I have it all set up.
Everyone's filling out financial aid forms...
I don't have time to argue with you.
Are we done?
Yes, sir.
No, sir.
I'm wondering,
do you think about us?
What?
Do you think about us? The people who voted for you. America.
Do you think about us when you're having an affair in the White House?
In our house?
Do you think about why we voted for you?
I fell in love.
Susan, I'm a flawed person.
Just like anyone else.
Mr. President, you don't get to be just like anyone else.
That's not the job you signed up for.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
FITZ: You can't fix the fact that I love you.
Sit with me and watch me choose you.
ELI: First Lady!
Do you have to be so many of them?
JAKE: I'm in love with you,
but you are in love with him.
FITZ: I don't wanna wait.
(DOOR OPENS)
JAKE: Hey.
Hey.
JAKE: They did not have wine.
Not what your upbringing would ever call wine anyway.
- Where I'm from, stuff costs five bucks. - (KEYS JANGLING)
It's really fancy wine.
Anyway, I compromised. Beer.
That is not a compromise. (CHUCKLES)
JAKE: I was hoping you wouldn't notice.
How bad is it?
The photos of you from the diner are pretty much everywhere.
And the press is swarming.
I passed five, six news vans driving in circles out there.
They're on the hunt.
But there is good news.
World peace? The end of poverty?
Women and girls the world over get to go to school?
A car was reported stolen from the diner's parking lot.
Red, two door, South Carolina plates.
Quinn's tracking it now. She'll call when she gets a hit.
All we have to do is wait.
We'll be out of here soon.
Great.
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(GRUNTS)
(SIGHS)
I keep asking myself, "When did it happen?
"When did I turn right instead of left?
"What choice was it that decided
"when exactly did I do the thing,
"the one step?
"What flap of the butterfly's wings brought me to this moment?
"How did I get here?"
Because I can't seem to retrace my steps.
- Liv... - I'm scared.
I know. That's a good thing.
I'm scared and I don't know what to do.
I don't have any answers. How is that a good thing?
(SIGHS)
We're at our best when we're scared.
Your instincts are heightened,
your adrenaline's right beneath the surface,
everything's crystal clear
and your focus becomes like a laser
and you just know what comes next.
You know what to do.
You know the answers.
And you just act.
Did my father teach you that?
Do you really wanna know?
Can we...
Would you mind if...
No.
No, come on.
Come on. (EXHALES)
I've spent so much time,
years, ashamed.
With shame pressing on me,
suffocating me.
And for just a little bit, I let myself breathe.
And then those photos come out and...
That's what I'm running from.
That feeling.
The shame.
Liv, loving the President isn't a crime.
(CHUCKLES)
(SNIFFLES) And yet, here I am,
being hunted and chased like a thief in the night. (CHUCKLES)
Let's face it, I'm basically Gavin.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Mr. President?
Speak.
I assume you heard what happened with Olivia in that diner
and that you saw those photos?
The world saw those photos.
So, then you know who she's with.
What's your point?
My point is that Olivia's doing what Olivia always does, sir.
She's trying to stay out of the storm.
It hasn't even really begun yet.
The Category Five that's been building, picking up strength
ever since Sally released those photos...
Right now, it's still somewhere out in the middle of the ocean.
But the moment Liv stops running,
the moment she stops hiding and steps back in that spotlight,
that cyclone makes landfall.
And everything in her world gets violently swept away.
That kind of pressure, that kind of scrutiny,
it would be unbearable.
Who would want to live through that?
What kind of woman would choose to live through that?
Olivia Pope is never going to tell you
she's okay with that kind of life, Mr. President.
No matter how many times you ask. (EXHALES SHARPLY)
DAVID: Mr. President, I have the results of our inquiry.
Our FBI cyber-security team was able to confirm
that the leak did originate from a computer
connected to the First Lady's private inter-office network.
We've combed through her digital files...
It doesn't matter. Thank you, David.
(RINGING)
What?
I apologize.
Come home.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Mmm.
(JAKE GROANS)
(EXHALES SHARPLY)
- Quinn? Did you find the car? - QUINN: Yeah.
Gavin abandoned it a couple miles from some lake in the middle of nowhere.
Look, I'm sorry, Liv, the cops say there's no sign of him.
You know where that lake is?
Looks like outside Linville, Virginia.
- That's the Shenandoah Valley. - We know where he is.
OLIVIA: Gavin?
JAKE: Still cold.
Come on, Gavin. We know you're in here.
GAVIN: Get out of my house.
JAKE: A nail gun? Really?
Put that thing down.
Make me.
Fine. If you really want to play that way.
- (NAIL GUN FIRES) - (OLIVIA SCREAMS)
- Sorry. - Are you kidding me?
Sorry.
- (DAVID CLEARS THROAT) - I'm busy, David.
DAVID: I'm sure you are.
So was I, reading through all the First Lady's e-mail correspondence
like some bizarrely overpaid first-year associate.
This is the report from the Justice Department's investigation.
The President says he doesn't want it, so I'm giving it to you.
What's it say?
What I wrote is that while Mellie's key code was used
to take the security footage from the server,
there's no evidence of a download on her computer.
So officially, the investigation's inconclusive.
What I read, on the other hand...
In Mellie's e-mail?
Tell me.
Wait, no. You probably shouldn't.
You know, I never really figured the concept of plausible deniability
would feature quite so prominently in my adult life.
- Me, neither. - I really do feel like a divorce lawyer.
Anyway, I guess it's nothing a little bourbon won't fix.
- See you. - ABBY: See you.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Sir, Charlotte just told me
the Map Room is being set up for a sit-down with Noah Baker?
What's going on...
Hello, Elizabeth.
FITZ: Mellie and I are doing an interview with Noah.
Someone should have told you.
Yes, they should have. Sorry about that, Liz.
Well, I see you got what you wanted.
The First Lady's back in the White House.
She is?
Don't play dumb. They're doing an interview with Noah Baker.
This is the final nail in your coffin.
Pack your things. And then get the hell out of here.
I don't think so.
Excuse me?
You leaked those photos of Olivia and the President.
- Don't be ridiculous... - ABBY: Why'd you do it?
You wanted to get rid of Olivia Pope?
I have no idea what you're...
ABBY: You used to work for Mellie.
You knew her key code. You had access.
You leaked those photos to Sally Langston.
(SIGHS)
Who have you told? The President?
I haven't told anyone. Yet.
What do you want? What's your move?
Am I your bitch now?
You want my job? What?
What I want is to no longer work for you.
- What? - I don't want to work for you.
I want to work with you. I want us to be a team.
From now on, we're equals.
- Equals? - Yes.
That's it?
That's all you want. Equality?
Equality. I thought we could both be the adults around here.
But if you have a problem with that, I can certainly try making you my bitch.
No, no. Equals.
- Equals is... Yes. - Good.
So, Noah Baker's interview questions? You wanna go over those? Together?
I'd like that.
He called me a weak little weasel.
My whole life, can you believe that? My own father?
Any time I asked for something,
any time I tried to have something of my own...
"You little weasel."
And it wasn't just to my face.
He'd tell his friends I was a weasel, too. And then he'd laugh at me.
Who's laughing now, Dad?
Not you.
You killed him.
I pushed him. He died because he was weak.
(SIRENS WAILING)
What the hell is that?
What's it sound like?
You called the cops?
No more running, Gavin.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
I have been mad at you for, like, ever.
- Go away. - But then I started thinking...
- Go away. - What's so sane about me?
- Quinn... - I dispose of bodies.
And I get turned on by crime scenes.
Hacking is hot.
I am not your all-American girl, and I don't wanna be.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
You're not wrong.
About me.
Something's wrong with me.
That's my point.
Something's wrong with me, too.
I missed you.
I missed you a lot.
(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
FITZ: It's me.
I know you said not to call but I just wanted you to know...
I get it.
All this time, I've been waiting to hear from you,
so you could tell me what you wanted,
but it's what you don't want, isn't it?
You don't want this.
I'm going to deny Sally's story
and bring Mellie back to the White House.
Because I don't want you to throw away your whole life just for me.
I love you too much for that.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
You good?
I'm good.
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
REPORTER: Olivia Pope!
Olivia Pope, are you the President's mistress?
(SHOUTING FADES)
Yes.
(SHOUTING RESUMES)
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