Scandal (2012–2018): Season 2, Episode 12 - Truth or Consequences - full transcript

Mellie tries to reel in Fitz, and flashbacks show the events leading up to what happened to Quinn, when she was formerly Lindsey Dwyer.

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If you'll have me,
I would very much like to marry you.

NARRATOR: Previously on Scandal...

HUCK: If he's alive, she's not done.

She's coming back to finish the job.
It's not over.

What's your name?

Does it matter?

What do you want?

I want a divorce.

C YRUS: Does he deserve
to be President?

Do you think he can win it on his own?

If you can say yes to both,

then we'll never discuss
election rigging

ever again.


It's a go.

MAN: We are very excited and proud

to be the first county in the state of Ohio

to use the brand-new
touch-screen voting.

Before the polls open
tomorrow morning,

we will insert these memory cards

into the machines.

They will store and tabulate the votes.

No paper ballots
to be collected this year,

now that's progress.

All right, everybody, now I'm going
to show you over to the polling place

so we can demonstrate
the voting machine and how it's used.

The software has been tested
all the time.

And we don't anticipate any problems...


- Hey.
- Guess who you're talking to.

My girlfriend?

In addition to your girlfriend.

A lawyer, Jesse.
You're talking to a lawyer.

You passed the bar!

Wait, so how's Palo Alto?

Are those venture capitalists
gonna give you any money?

It's looking good.
We'll know for sure tomorrow.

Sorry, I don't have enough seating
for you all.

For what they charge me
by the hour, they can stand.

I've asked you here, Mr. Doyle,

because my continuing investigation
into the Cytron explosion case

has led me to an unexpected finding.

Namely, that the explosion at Cytron
was linked to a scheme to manipulate

the most recent election for
President of the United States.

Do tell.

The explosion was an attempt
at a cover-up.

I have reason to believe that you were
a participant in this conspiracy.

I also believe you had co-conspirators.

Possibly ones at the very highest
reaches of the White House.

I'll be talking to these other individuals,
prepared to make a deal

in exchange for their cooperation
in revealing the details of this scheme

to rig the election and subvert the will
of the American people.

But there's only one seat in the lifeboat.

You have until the end of the week
to decide if you want to take it.

What's left of your reputation,

not to mention your future ability
to make so much as a nickel

practicing law anywhere
in this great land,

is presently hanging by
an itty-bitty thread.

I expect you know
how we turn bulls into steers.

Don't make me haul out the clippers.



You need to get your guy under control

because I am not going to sit here

and let him yank the wheels
off this thing.

Good morning, Mellie.

Pregnancy gives you such
a glow of warmth.

Cyrus, do your job
and get your guy in line!

Okay, A, I have no idea
what you're so angry about,

and, two, he is not my guy,

he is our guy, we share custody.

I get the weekdays
and every third Saturday and you...

He asked me for a divorce!

Say something.

He asked you for a divorce?

Is he insane?

Yes, he is insane.

He got shot and he saw the light

and baby Jesus or whatever

and now he thinks
he can do anything he wants!

Fix him, Cyrus, or I swear to God...

I'll get into it.



It never stops.

I'm so tired.

He's not getting a divorce.
Everything's going to be okay. Go.

Get some rest.

A lot of this has to be
pregnancy hormones.

Maybe you should see the doctor.


You look a little pale.


Thank you, Cyrus.


(WHISPERS) Breeders.

ABB Y: It's a ring. She's staring at a ring.

It is not. Let me see.


Do you think Edison proposed?

Wife of a senator. Not too shabby.

Please. Husband of Olivia Pope.


DO YLE: I take mine black,
with three sugars.


I'm sorry, darling, have we met?

I'm here to see Livvie.

Olivia's not here.


It's okay.

It appears we still have
a David Rosen problem.

Which means you now have
a Hollis Doyle problem

because I seem to recall you were
supposed to fix this some time ago.

And fixing's supposed
to be your business.

I've been a little busy, Hollis.

What with managing the fallout from

the attempted assassination
of the President.

How is Fitz doing, anyway?
Send him my best.

Must be a letdown,
seeing him back in office.

Given how chummy you got
with Sally Langston.

Oh, you know me, darling,

I can get along with everyone.

New boss, same as the old boss.

That sense of personal loyalty
is so touching.

I don't know what's bunching
your panties, but you need to fix this.

For real this time and right quick.

'Cause make no mistake,

if it comes to it,
I'll grab that seat in that lifeboat.

And you, Mellie, Verna,
your boy Cyrus, and your precious Fitz

are gonna be the ones stranded
on that sinking ship of state.

Cyrus, if we go for gun control now,
the NRA can't fight back, am I right?

You are right, Mr. President.

Everyone, we need the room. Now.

You know what I love about this job?

It's all big ideas.

I get to have the big ideas
and your job is to make sure

everybody works out the details
to make it happen.

It's remarkable, really.

- How are you feeling, sir?
- How am I feeling?

I ask because you took a bullet
to the head not too long ago

and one of the possible side effects

of an injury to the, I think
it's called the prefrontal cortex,

is recklessness.

A predilection for making
bold declarations.

Declarations like "I want
to torpedo my political career

- "by divorcing my wife."
- Cyrus.

Another common side effect is delusion.
Maybe you're having that.

One hell of a grade-A delusion

that makes you believe that,
while in office,

you could divorce your
nine-months-pregnant wife.

And, what, kick her out
of the White House

and move in your mistress?

No, you can't think that
because we're not French.

Marry your mistress?

Now, Liv is a lovely, smart woman,

I can't get enough of her,
but she is not exactly a hue

that most of your Republican
constituents would be happy about

even if they could get past
the divorcing and the cheating

and the abandoning of America's baby.

It concerns me, sir,
how big your delusion is.


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.

This is going to happen, Cyrus.

I am going to divorce Mellie

and I am going to remain President
of the United States after I do so.

That is today's big idea.

That's my job.

Do your job.

Work out the details.

Make it happen.

As soon as my options vest,
I'm outta here.

Bye-bye, Cytron. Hello, Jesse-tron.

You can't leave.

Who am I gonna de-bug with
on a Friday night?

When I start my company,
you'll be the first hire.

Of course, you'll have
to start coming in on time.

Ready for lunch, babe?

Hey, Linds.

Is he really leaving?

In six months. That's the plan.

Everything okay, Jes?

I am being calm, Mr. Doyle!

No, I don't think a million was enough.

Because you're making
two billion off of this deal!

That's two billion more
than you would've made

if these guys weren't in power!

Hey, you.

I want another five million
or I'm gonna start calling reporters.

- No, you listen to me... Hello?

Damn it!

What happened? What's the matter?

Nothing. It's just... Crap! Is that...

I think it might be fried.

Damn it!

C YRUS: I can't go directly
to Justice on this.

The President's office can't seem
like we're influencing.

Okay, I'll reach out
to the Attorney General on this,

but I don't know how much I can do
and still keep this under the radar.

What do they know, exactly?

And, more importantly,
how do they know it?

Hollis say anything about that, Liv?

Who in their right mind
offers Hollis Doyle a deal?

And who in holy hell
does David Rosen think he is?

The good guy.

David Rosen is the good guy.


you have to stay the course. Olivia.

He is the good guy
and we are the bad guys.

Everyone is a good guy to someone.

Just depends on the point of view.
Or your political affiliation.

We made a mistake, Cyrus.

No, we did not.

Okay. I made a mistake.

I sat on that plane and I voted yes,

and ever since...

(SIGHS) I made a mistake and it's...

I don't do things like that.

I fix things.

That is who I am.

I should have fixed it so there wasn't
even a reason to vote on that plane.

If I hadn't been emotionally
involved with Fitz,

if I had kept it together,
I would have fixed it.

- 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.

Look at me.


You don't have to fix anything.

You don't have to think about it.

I am in charge now.

I'll fix it.


You're not yourself.

The man you love almost died.

You haven't had a chance
to process that yet.

Go home and get some sleep.


But what about Hollis?

Hollis Doyle is now my problem.

Consider it handled.

FITZ: I can't just stop.

- Can you?

So you're...

- In.
- It's a go.

It's me, Olivia.
We're gonna lose this thing.

I won't lie, Liv. There's a part of me
that wishes we'd let her hang.

- She didn't ask for any of it.
- Let her hang.

DO YLE: It's a go.

DAVID: I know you did it.
OLIVIA: We're gonna lose this.

I don't know how.
But I'm gonna find out.

OLIVIA: Her ex-husband
used to beat her.

VERNA: Let her hang.

You might want to use that.

DO YLE: It's a go.
DAVID: But I'm gonna find out.

DO YLE: There's no turning away
if things get a tad messy.

You don't get that,
you're living in a fantasy.







I just wanted to hear your voice.

And I have some news.

What's wrong?

Something is wrong.
I know you well enough to know.

You don't know.

You don't know who I am.

You don't know me.


Edison asked me to marry him.

He gave me a ring.


I could quit.

Go have some babies,

live in the country or something.

Make jam.

Make jam?

Have a normal life.

Get some normal.

I asked Mellie for a divorce.

Listen to me, whatever is wrong,

we'll fix it.

Don't say you're marrying Edison.

Not yet. Just wait. Okay?

Whatever is wrong, we'll fix it.

Just say you'll wait for me.


Say you'll wait for me.

EDISON: Olivia?

Olivia, what's wrong?

Are you okay?

Are you sick, can I get you anything?

(WEAKLY) Go away, please.


Go away, please.


EDISON: She won't get out of bed.
She won't tell me why.

She doesn't want anything
to do with anyone.

I can't help her.
She won't let me help her.

I don't know what to...

Look, she doesn't talk to me
the way that she talks to you.

You're her family.

You see her every day.

You know her. You understand her.

So, please,

talk to her, help her.

I have to go.

I should be on the floor
of the Senate right now.


I think we found our next client.

WOMAN: Everything's going
according to plan.

Well, of course you can expect results.

Well, of course you can expect results.

I even found a perfect patsy.

Yes, Mr. Doyle. We are definitely a go.

Look, I know.

We don't ask questions, we don't talk,
we just gladiate, that's the rule,

but it's not working.

Everyone in this room knows things
the rest of us don't know.

Everyone in this room has secrets.

And if we put all the secrets together,
maybe we figure it out.

Figure what out?

Why Olivia hasn't turned in
Hollis Doyle for shooting the President?

I don't want to know.
It's not my job to know.

Which is the problem.
We're blindly loyal.

We're Liv's little army!

And, what, you're gonna set us free?

She wants to help Olivia.


Yes, okay, so can we all just
agree that right now,

for one day, we each tell what we know?

No hurt feelings, no judgments,
no repercussions.

Just a free exchange of information
in service of Olivia Pope.




QUINN: Huck?

All you have to do is let us know
if anything we say isn't true.

Blink, cough, raise your hand,
it's totally up to you,

but you have to let us know.
Okay, buddy?

Huck's in, too.

Who goes first?

The night of the Cytron explosion,
Huck shot me with etorphine,

or M99 like the super spies say...

REPORTER ON TV: And it was only
hours ago a deadly bomb exploded

at Cytron software company...

QUINN: He took me from
a motel room in Petaluma

to a hotel room here
in Washington, D. C.

It was Huck who created
my new identity.


If you're not saying anything then that
means what you're hearing is true.

I need you to help me save someone.


Her name is Lindsay Dwyer,
she's in California.


- So you jammed a needle...
- Abby.

Right, sorry. No judgments.


QUINN: Huck took me to D.C.
Using a private plane.

The plane was registered
to Verna Thornton.

The Supreme Court Justice.

She's one of Olivia's clients, right?

If Justice Thornton
was involved with Cytron,

if she helped save you once
by getting you out of California,

then she might have helped save you
a second time.

You think she got to the judge
in Quinn's trial.

A Supreme Court Justice asks
for a favor, you don't turn her down.

- What the hell?
- JUDGE: Order!

Your Honor! On what grounds?

I think whoever framed me
for the Cytron bombing

was angry at Huck for saving me.

So they framed him
for shooting the President.

And I think Hollis Doyle was
the person who framed me, so...

I know Hollis Doyle was
the person who framed you.

Your turn.


I was sleeping with David Rosen.

The man who wanted to execute me?

Hey, no judgments.


David and I discovered

that your ex-Cytron-employee
boyfriend, Jesse Tyler,

he called Hollis Doyle 11 times
the week of the explosion.

Why would Jesse be
calling Hollis Doyle?

Voting machines.

Jesse sold vote-rigging software
to Hollis.

ABB Y: "Doyle Energy super PAC,

"has donated millions
to ballot measures in all five states

"the proposed pipeline
would pass through

"on its way from Canada to the Gulf."

Hollis was rigging votes
to get his oil pipeline approved.


Hollis was rigging votes?

For a pipeline?


It's got nothing to do with the pipeline.


We know Olivia was covering
for Hollis shooting the President.

And if Hollis was the one
who blew up Cytron,

she was covering that up, too.

Obviously, the man has
something on her, something big.

And whatever it is, it dates back
to before the Cytron explosion.

When did Olivia and Hollis meet?

On the Grant campaign.

They worked together
on the last election.

Okay, ma'am, everything looks great.

The baby is high, your cervix is closed.

Doesn't look like he will be here
until right around your due date.

Which is in...

Four weeks and three days.


Okay. Well, then...

Oh, we don't need it,
but we could do a 3D ultrasound.

Get you a look at your baby.

Yeah, maybe even print out
some pictures for the President.

- He's a busy man, isn't he?
- Yes.

He hasn't been able to make it here
for any of your doctor's visits.

Must be such a disappointment for him.


But he will be here for the birth.
Don't worry.

Secret Service put a plan in place
so he won't miss it.

Was he there when Jerry
and Karen were born?

He held my hand both times.

Got me to push through the pain.

Called me champ, which I hated,
but it worked.

Cut the cords.

So proud.

I can't remember a time when we were
closer than in the delivery room.

Both times, we were a team.

That sounds nice.


Hollis Doyle has to go.

I can take care of that for you,
if you want.

Huck, you have to stop killing people.


It solves the problem.

You know why.

Because killing people is wrong.

In certain circles,
that's not true, you know.

In this circle, in our circle, it's wrong.

I need you to learn that.
I'm not always gonna be around to...

So what are you going to do?

About Hollis?

Cyrus Beene is taking care of it.

Is he?

Yeah. So, you know,
don't worry about it.

It's handled.

Cyrus is handling it.


Cyrus Beene is not in this circle,

our circle.

Cyrus is in my circle.

No. Cyrus is the White House Chief
of Staff. He'd never...

If he said he's taking care of it...

Huck, I know Cyrus.

He has a guy, you've met him.
Charlie, from B613.

Oh, my God.

Cyrus is going to kill Hollis Doyle?

Are you sure?

Oh, my God.


Olivia. What a pleasant surprise.

I'm turning him in.


I'll try to keep election rigging out of it.

Whether or not that's possible,
I don't know.

Probably not, since David Rosen

is about to launch his official
investigation into Defiance.

I thought we took care of that.

Not well enough.

He tried to kill Fitz, Verna.

What does Cyrus have to say?

Cyrus is exploring a more permanent
solution to our Hollis troubles.

I'll do what I can to protect you...

- No.
- Verna!

Look at me.

There's nothing left to protect.

The day I agreed to election rigging
is the day I signed my death sentence.

I've paid my price already.

But you?

You have a chance at redemption.

Take it.

Damn it, Trixie!

Don't ever talk me into sushi again!

I've eaten a whole plate of the stuff
and I'm still starving!

Go to Gettysburger!

Get me a General Lee
with cheese and bacon!


The hell is this?

A warrant for the search and seizure
of any evidence relevant

to the attempted assassination
of the President.

Attempted assassination?
Are you out of your damn mind?

Hey! Easy!


Whoa! Now, hold on a second.

I don't know what that is,
but it's not my phone.

You hear me?

I'm talking to you.

Got it.

Bring him in.

So what now?

DAVID: I question him.

Try to squeeze a confession out of him.

I have 48 hours to file charges.
If I can't...

You'll let him go.

Not that the phone isn't great,
the phone is lovely,

bless you for bringing it to my attention,

but it's not enough to file charges,

not when you're Hollis Doyle
and own half the planet.

For that, I need evidence, a witness,

proof of money exchanging hands,

I'll do my best with Hollis and Becky,

but anything you can bring to the table
is much appreciated.

I'll keep that in mind.

But just so you know,

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,

like you were involved in illegal activity.

Or, worse, if you try to screw me again.

In that case, God help you.

C YRUS: What have you done?

Why the hell is Hollis Doyle in custody?

What I had to, to make this right.

I had a solution.

And I chose another one.

I told you I would handle it.


How is not the point...

How is exactly the point.

Hollis Doyle is a tumor
on this administration

and on everything we've built.

He tried to kill Fitz.

How are you not wanting to rain
vengeance down upon that man?

I'm more interested in justice.

Justice is for regular people.

Justice is for Fatty in Ohio folding
their laundry and drinking their beers.

We are not regular people.

We are. We're the people.

And if we're not, we should be,

because that's what it means,
"We the People."

It means all of us.

Hollis should be brought to justice.

And if what we did gets out?

Then it gets out,
and we're brought to justice.

You're willing to bring down the
whole republic because you feel guilty.

You know what
our electoral process is?

It's magical.

It's like believing in Santa or
the Tooth Fairy or the Easter Bunny.

Magical, as long as they believe.

What you're doing is telling
the people that the shiny presents

and bulging stockings on Christmas
morning are just Mom and Dad

staying up all night to do the work.

You're telling them we are Santa.

We're the Easter Bunny.
We're the Tooth Fairy.

You're taking the magic away.

You're ruining Christmas morning.

And the whole republic is going
to come crumbling down

because you're not tough enough
to do what needs to be done.

Get your house in order, Cyrus.
And hire a lawyer.

A good one.

Olivia's turned Hollis Doyle in

for conspiracy to assassinate
the President.

I don't understand.

He's being held and questioned.

The thing she didn't want to do,
which we all wanted her to do,

she's now gone ahead and done.

- That's correct.
- Why?

Doesn't matter.

Yeah, see, that doesn't work
for me anymore.

- She must have had her reasons.
- QUINN: That either.

Olivia does what she does
when she wants

and no one dare question
or ask for an explanation.

OLIVIA: What do you wanna know?

I did things.

Things that have affected your lives,
made life hard for each of you.

I need to apologize for all of that.
I was wrong.

And I'm very sorry.

And it's time for me
to come clean to you.

To answer any
and all questions you have.

- I don't want to know.
- Well, I do.

No, you don't,

because that puts you in legal jeopardy
of being subpoenaed

and held as a material witness.

You want to make that choice,
I'll leave the room.

- I'll go with him.
- Me, too.

Moment of truth.

You in or you out?
On the team or in the cold?

What do you need us all to do?

The phone, it's not enough
to tie Becky and Hollis.

Can't the Feds give Becky a deal,
see if she'll name Hollis?

Becky's not talking.
But maybe Becky got paid.

We follow the money trail.

Find me a payment from Hollis
to Becky, I can make this stick.

Where did you get all this info?

I took photos of Becky's IDs. It's all lies.

Got a firm that handles security
for Doyle Energy,

they farm out a lot of jobs to a myriad
of mercenary firms and individuals.

Probably how he found Becky.

David Rosen has been building
a case against Hollis,

and you, for months.

You want me to talk to him,
see what else he's got on Hollis?

I saw David.

He's the one I turned Hollis in to.

You saw David?


I'll keep at the super PAC filings,
see where it leads.

If Jesse used software to rig
the election, working for Hollis,

if we can get into Jesse's bank account,

we can maybe see
the payment Hollis made to him

and then see if he used
the same account to pay Becky.

Good idea, too bad you can't access
a dead man's bank account.

Maybe you can.

ABB Y: Jesse banged Elaine.

Quinn saw a text on his phone
that read, and I quote,

"You wore me out. Think you broke
my bed." Sideways happy face.



I helped you move!
I lent you 2,200 freaking dollars

and you go bang that skank

while I took your freaking laptop
to the freaking Genius Bar

for four freaking hours?

You are so dead!

Hi. I need to pick up
a laptop I dropped off.

- What time?
- Two years ago.

I can wait.

First off, David, I was just saying
to the Attorney General here

you've done a great job keeping
this out of the public eye.

Obviously, if this were to get out,

prominent citizen,
friend of the White House,

it would be calamitous.

Nothing stops this town like a scandal.

We wouldn't get anything done.

No legislation.

Nothing on the international stage.

Even if the man were innocent,
it might take weeks or even months

before we could gear up again.

I would think that'd be a small price to
pay if we found out he wasn't innocent.

I'm just giving you
the White House's point of view.

Your investigation is your investigation.

The Executive branch doesn't have
any influence on Justice.

And yet here we are.

There are some concerns, David.

Yours or the Chief of Staff's?

Mine, actually.

I'm only asking because yesterday
you didn't have concerns.

Yesterday, you thought
we might have a pretty good case.

We had a burner phone
in Hollis Doyle's desk

that had only one number on it.

A number that belonged
to the assassin.

It allegedly had only one number on it.

There's no "allegedly" about it.

We checked the phone log.
It had one number on it.

You're not talking to a bunch
of reporters right now, Susan.

No, but at some point
in the very near future,

I probably will be talking
to reporters, David.

And those reporters are going to ask me

about how long we plan to detain
Mr. Doyle without charging him.

How long we plan to detain him?
You tell me.

What's the standard amount
of time you keep a man

who might have tried
to kill the President?

Forty-eight hours.

I'm not a lawyer,
but that sounds fair, doesn't it?

I think Cyrus just wants to know

whether or not anything is to be gained
by detaining Mr. Doyle for much longer.

Again, folks, this is your call.

I'm just a sounding board.

These are Jesse's financial records.

Barely even password-protected.

Is that...

A Cayman bank account
with a million-dollar deposit in it.

Boy got paid.

Look at the date.

A day after the election.

Can we trace the deposit
back to Hollis?

We can trace it to a routing number.

If Becky has an account

with a deposit made using
the same routing number...

We'll have proof that Hollis Doyle paid
Becky to assassinate the President.

Assuming we can find
Becky's bank account...

Which we can't.

It's a needle in a haystack,
she's too much of a pro.


Unless what?

What's this about?

This is about me and my fellow counsel
being afforded access to our client.

The prisoner declined representation.

She declined a public defender.
She's upgraded. To the dream team.

I didn't know you went to law school.


- Nice suit.
- Thanks.

I need your bank account.

What bank account?

The bank account
you keep your money in.

So you can find out who paid me? Pass.

So I can hire you a lawyer.

This coming from the man
who set me up.

- That was business.
- Please.

You hate me
with every bone in your body.


I killed your family, Huck.
How could you not?

Because I cast the first stone.


- Who told you...
- I figured it out.

MAN: Here you go.


WOMAN: 911, what's your emergency?

I just saw that girl from the news,
the one that blew up that building.

She's at the Star Mesa Motel.

BECKY: You ruined a perfect job.

Let me make it up to you.

By hiring me a lawyer?

What's he going to do for me?


You're going to die
and there's nothing I can do to stop that.

- So why?
- For me.

So I can visit you.

He can arrange that.
But he has to be good,

and good costs money.

The bank account.

I'm supposed to trust you, why?
Because you gave me your word?

Because I gave you my name.

You're the only person
I can be myself with.

Don't make me say goodbye.


Fitz is serious about the divorce.

Of course he is.

And Olivia gave up Hollis to the Feds.

- What?
- He's in custody.


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.

Clich?. 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'm the one who cheered him on

and listened to him ramble
about his hopes and his dreams.

I'm 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!



- I can handle the Hollis thing. But Fitz...

Since the shooting,
Fitz is an enigma to me.

So, if you have anything, a card to play,
one last trick up your sleeve,

now's the time, Mellie.

Ma'am. Is everything okay?

It will be.

It's me. I'm still working on getting
him out but it shouldn't be much longer.

Just, the minute he's released,
make it look like an accident.

Copy that.

ABB Y: Why didn't Becky
just give you her PIN?

Offshore account.
The PIN regenerates every 48 hours.

If Becky's bank account
shows a deposit from Hollis...

We've solved the crime of the century.


Huck seems confident.


We could just stop.

Nailing Hollis for what he did
is the Feds' job. Not ours.


My job, our job, is to protect you.

Proving this transaction,
having Hollis's head in a vice

is the opposite of that.

I know.

This can change everything.
Do you understand that?

I understand that.

This guilt, it was eating me alive.

That white hat
was starting to feel like it was a lie...

Hey, that white hat
will always belong on your head.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Even if it's not okay, I got you, Liv.

I'll hold him for as long as it takes
to get answers about that phone.

- Great! You're making my case for me.

Your case?

Oh, I'm suing the government
for abuse of power

by an out-of-control
partisan loser attorney

who's trying desperately to compensate
for the embarrassing public loss

of a major domestic terrorism case.

It's just a side thing.

I'm supposed to be scared

when it was your client
who was in possession of a phone

used exclusively to communicate
with the President's shooter?

My client is a model citizen
and a proud supporter of the President.

Who he put in office illegally.

I love it. Love it!

One minute he puts the guy in office,
next he hires someone to shoot him.

I'd see that movie!

But selling that story to your bosses
or, God forbid, a jury, whole other story.

Too bad you'll never get the chance.

Keep my client one more minute
and I guarantee you'll be wondering

how to make a living creating apps for
mobile devices by the end of the week.

I've got everything I need.

I've got the smoking gun
and the phone that ordered it to shoot.


I'm sorry, I'm just...
Family Circus is a hoot this week.

They do so much with so little.

Don't mind me none.

The American people have spoken.

Polling data on the divorce?

It's a fascinating read.
Rona really brought her A-game.


80% of women support divorce

in cases when it's considered
best for the children?

It surprised me, too.
It was at 50% just 20 years ago.

People have a double standard when
it comes to politicians, unfortunately.

So I see. Closer to 60%.

Not great, but not insurmountable.

But then Rona threw yours and Mellie's
approval ratings into the mix.

Putting me at 30% approval?

So it's political suicide.

Oh, that's nothing. Turn the page.

Rona added Mellie's baby bump
to the mix.

Wow. 10%.

10%, which translates
to pitchforks at the gates.

A very colorful way of saying
you don't see a way out of this.

Mellie would have to turn
into the Wicked Witch of the West.

I mean, publicly.

This can't happen.


Tell Tom and Hal I would like to go out!

And bring me my coat!

Sir, where are you going?

To see Olivia. In broad daylight.

I don't think so, sir...

She's upset, I want to see her.

Louise! Where is she?

Fitz! The numbers don't lie!
This cannot happen!

It's happening,
so get your head around it.

- WOMAN: I'm sorry, sir.
- What is it?

It's the First Lady, sir.

They're saying...

They're saying it's an emergency.
They're saying you should hurry.


- Wait.
- What?

- Yes!
- QUINN: He's in.

Nice job, Huck.

Five hundred thousand,
from Hollis Doyle's account.

That was made two years ago.

One day after the Cytron explosion.
So, our next big number will be...

How much he paid Becky
to kill the President.


Deposit was made three weeks ago.

The day after the assassination attempt.

Five million to kill the President.
Wow. That seems like a bargain.

HARRISON: Hollis is a cheap bastard.

It wasn't Hollis.

- OLIVIA: What?
- It wasn't Hollis.

Every account has
an encrypted customer ID number.

Your number. It's like
a Social Security number for banks.

And this one doesn't belong to Hollis.

So someone else paid Becky
to kill the President?

It's not Hollis.

This entire investigation was your idea!
You gave me the tip! You came to me.

David, I'm sorry. I'm genuinely sorry.

But when you release Hollis, I need you
to wait an hour so that I can...

It's funny, when a man is unable
to tell us anything about a crime,

especially one he never committed,

releasing him is, in fact,
the polite thing to do.

We let him go an hour ago.



They let him go.

Hollis Doyle is out!


- What's going on?
- DOCTOR: She's in labor, sir.

Ma'am, don't push. Not yet, okay?

- All right, there you go.

I forgot how much it hurts.


It hurts!


It's gonna be fine.

Honey, it's gonna be fine.

We're old pros at this, remember?
We're old pros.

Okay, you got this. All right?

All right, when she says push,
we go on three. Right?

And you get to scream
as loud as you want. Why?

Because it is my right.

Because it is your right.

All right, you can do this.

Say it.

- I can do this.
- Yes, you can.

DOCTOR: Okay, all right,
ma'am, ma'am,

I want you to push, all right? Right now!

All right, ready, champ?
Here we go, champ.

All right, one, two, three!


Which floor?

Same as you.
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