Scandal (2012–2018): Season 2, Episode 20 - A Woman Scorned - full transcript

I need you to find out
what kind of relationship

- Jake Ballard has with Olivia Pope.
- Consider it done.

Previously on "Scandal"...

You are a liar!

You wanted to know who I am?
This is who I am.

Defiance is who I am.

I'm moving across the
street into Blair house.

Don't worry.
We'll take the tunnels.

No one will see us. No one even
needs to know what's happening.

- Do you still love me?
- I do.

But I can't do this anymore.



Well...someone
went to summer camp.

There are laws
against stalking.

- I am here to protect you.
- From who? You?

Because you're the one who
has been secretly filming me.

Someone broke into your apartment...

You're the one that
put me in the hospital.

- With the intention of killing you.

If I need protection
from anyone, it's you!

I understand that you
may not want to see me,

but I cannot leave your sight.
I am here on orders.

- Orders? - Military orders.
I am a naval officer.

The President of the United
States is my commander-in-chief,

and he has ordered me to
ensure your safety.

Were I to disobey his orders,
I would face...



Court-martial and jail...

- Mm-hmm. - And possibly charges
of treason as well.

This is Olivia Pope
calling for the President.

Yes.
Thank you!

- Good morning, Olivia.
- Call off your puppy.

I'd take pit bull
or rottweiler,

but puppy?
Come on, that's low.

- No.
- No?

No. I want you safe.

Your having me tailed
by one of your boys

isn't going to help
with you and me.

- You get that, right?
- Mellie moved out.

She's living at Blair house.

I want Jake Ballard gone!

You don't want to talk about the
fact that my wife moved out

and I'm alone
at the White House?

No, I don't, because that
has nothing to do with me.

Then I don't want to talk about
Jake Ballard.

You cannot have me followed
everywhere I go.

- Yes, I can.
- No, you can't.

- Yes, I can.
- No, you ca... You know what?

This conversation is over. Good-bye.

Yes, sir?

Yes.

Yes, sir.

Of course, sir.

I don't think
that'll be necessary, sir.

Well, yes.

Yes, sir.
I will keep you informed.

Thank you, Mr. President.

- Well?
- Well, what?

What did he say?

He said that if you don't
let me protect you,

he will have
the U.S. attorney obtain

a material witness warrant

and have you taken into
custody and put in a cell,

- where you will be safe from harm.
- Ugh!

We need to put out
a blanket statement

that Teddy's come down
with chicken pox

- and the President has never
been exposed. - He hasn't?

I don't know!
Just say it!

And that's why the First
Lady is at Blair house.

She's nursing her baby son
back from the brink

of an infectious disease
with her own two hands.

Wh-why are you here?

Because something amazing
has happened.

That's wonderful, James.

Can we move the N.A.A.C.P.
luncheon to next week?

Hopefully Mellie will be
able to make it by then.

I think so, if we push the
future farmers of America.

- Cyrus, you're not listening to me!
- I'm listening.

That's amazing.
Push it.

BNC offered me a job...
Out of the blue.

They want me to be
on-air talent.

On the air.
On the airwaves!

On television! Me!
And I know we had a deal.

I know I said I'd stay home
with the baby,

and I have a line on a
highly overqualified nanny.

And I'll be
home for bath time every day.

I could be the next Anderson Cooper.

Because, come on, I could be
the next Anderson Cooper.

Don't you think? Cy?

- Fine.
- Fine?

Mr. Beene, that's Emily's list
calling for Mrs. Grant.

Fine, James. Fine.

Go on tv.

Lillian!

Surprise. It's me...
Cyrus Beene.

That's him.

Baseball cap.
Same guy I saw at the hospital.

All I see is ear.

He knew where the cameras were.
Never showed his face.

Guy who gets to Huck
and works for albatross...

No way he lets himself
get caught on camera.

Maybe if we zoom in.

We can see how an ear works.

Is there another angle?
Another camera?

A secret camera
we could hack into?

I don't know.
I'm not Huck.

I've been poring over
this stuff for two days...

Every camera, every angle.
It's... this is all we've got.

- An ear.
- Can I help?

- Welcome back. - We were just looking
over the footage from that night.

- We didn't want to bother you while
you were... - Shaking off the crazy.

- It's true.
- Play it.

That's Charlie.

- How do you know?
- That's his ear.

Please pass on my
regards to your wife.

I will.

You need to talk to her.

Saying she's quarantined
herself with Teddy

buys us some time,
but not enough,

not if she's going to
drag this out,

and it seems that she is.

She needs to be gone to
and pleaded with.

- No.
- Sir...

When a child throws a tantrum,

you don't indulge them.
You ignore them.

You call their bluff.

Welcome to the White House.

I'm calling Mellie's bluff, Cy.

Believe me, she'll blink.

Mrs. Okur.

(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.

I am the child?
I am not the one

stealing the car to go
make out with my girlfriend.

Because it's not working!
It's not going to work!

He's not backing down on this.

Neither am I.

Rachel?
Can you come in for a minute?

You called Gayle Hudson
at BNC, right?

Yes, ma'am. Then we're all set up
for tomorrow night, prime time?

Thank you, Rachel.

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.

You wouldn't.

Call my bluff, Cy.
I dare you.

36 hours, Cy.

I've never seen where you work.
It's nice.

- Lots of character.
- Stay out of my way,

out of my business,
and out of my office!

Yes, Cyrus?

How involved are you
with Fitz right now?

Excuse me?
Have you seen him?

Are you seeing him?
Do you plan to see him?

Or are you just doing
the heavy breathing

phone routine these days?

Cyrus... Mellie's not
playing this time, Liv.

She's at Blair house.

She packed her bags
and she's left.

She's going to announce
to the world

that her somewhat
high-profile husband

is, in fact,
a philandering cad.

And for some reason, I seem
to be the only one around here

taking her threat seriously.
I'm done with him, Cy.

Done done
or heavy phone breathing done?

Done. I'm not gonna
meddle in his life,

and I'm certainly not going to meddle
in his marriage.

Shh.

What?

What are you
all whispering about?

- We weren't whispering.
- You were.

You were huddled
and whispering.

What...

Someone speak.

Please.

I will stand here all
day if I have to.

Huck looked into
surveillance footage

and I.D.'d the guy.

It was Charlie.

My Charlie.
Cyrus' Charlie.

He attacked me.
And he broke into your apartment.

- You're suggesting... - We think
Cyrus Beene may be the mole.

Chief?

I think I've got
all the proof we need.

Hold on to it.

I don't want to use it
unless we have to.

Are you sure
it was Charlie, Huck?

He knew what that box
would do to me.

He's seen it firsthand.

So I'm supposed to believe
that the man

who broke into my apartment,

a man who was presumably
there to kill me...

Was sent there by your buddy.

He's one of the few people
in Washington

who has access to the files that
we found on Wendy's hard drive.

It explains why he got
so mad when you told him

Osborne was framed.

And why he refused to pass
the info to the President.

Does Charlie have
other clients?

Clients who access to those
kinds of files? I doubt it.

Find out. This is one
of my best friends.

I've known him since...

I have known him a long time!

If I'm going to accuse him
of betraying his country,

of being the mole,
of being Albatross,

I want to be sure,
I have to be sure,

and so do you,

especially considering the
last man we wrongly accused

ended up dead.

This is, uh, Charlie.
He's a... uh...

Let's just start with
Charlie's last name.

Charlie's not his real name.

Was he on file at the FBI, the CIA?

Maybe we can link his alias...

No, that's won't...
He's too good.

- How well do you know him?
- Uh, well, and also not well.

- Have you ever been to his place?
- Uh...

A while ago.

- Where?
- Uh, 20th and Biltmore.

Sure. A nice fella.
Quiet. Paid on time.

"Paid"?
So he's gone.

Left a year ago, June.

Did he pay via check
or wire transfer?

Cashier's check,
first of the month.

- What else do you know about Charlie?
- We just need the simple stuff...

Baseball or football?
Vodka or bourbon?

- What does he do? What does he like?
- He likes, uh, killing.

Elevator!
Anything else, Huck?

- He likes sugar.
- Sugar?

Uh, sugar... pastries,
doughnuts,

bear claws, Danish, those
cinnamon pull-apart things.

Charlie the killer likes
breakfast pastries?

All right,
we can work with that.

Who's got the best pastries in town?

You'll destroy evidence
without thinking twice

but cutting in line is
outside your comfort zone?

- It's no way to make friends.
- Why are we making friends?

- Next! - (Sighs) I am so
excited to finally be here.

My friend Charlie has been
raving about this place.

Oh. I can't remember
what he orders, though.

You... he told me not to
miss out on the...

Oh, shoot. Uh...
You know him, right?

Oh, sure.
Comes in every Thursday about 6:00.

- Two dozen cannoli.
- Cannoli it is. We'll take a dozen.

Every Thursday.

When you don't have a badge,
you gotta make friends.

So we'll just wait
till Thursday.

He'll come back to the bakery.
That's three days away.

Three more days for Charlie to
take another shot at your life.

Or skip town,
if he hasn't already.

Huck, any chance
we can trace his phone?

No way.
He's too good, too careful.

What if we had the phone
of someone who called Charlie?

Would that help?

Well, I could check
the records, look for patterns.

Could help narrow locations.

Because we all know one
person who called Charlie.

- Probably a lot.
- On his personal cell phone.

Which wouldn't be
heavily protected

like his White House line.

We're not hacking
into Cyrus' phone.

It's a gross invasion
of privacy.

And he's your best friend.

Your best friend who maybe
betrayed his country

and tried to kill you?

Do it.

It's more than a tantrum, sir.
She's digging in.

- Sir, I need you to focus on this.
- I'm running a country.

You won't be running a country
if you don't do something

about the incoming nuclear
winter that is your wife.

- Cyrus...
- Humor me. Humor me.

Save an old man
with high blood pressure

from an unnecessary stroke.

Mellie graduated top of
our class in law school.

She is brilliant.
She is focused.

She is logical.

- Above all, she's ambitious.
- Sir.

Whet her appetite.

Take our your magic ball

and show her her
bright, bright future.

Okay.

Cyrus.

Mellie's also stubborn.
When I was a young man,

I thought of owning
a bookstore.

Explain the concept of mutual
assured destruction to her.

What?

I need to see you.

No.

Come here to the White
House right now.

- No.
- Fine.

- I'll come to you.
- What?

It's rush hour, but depending
on how long it takes

Tom and Hal to pull
the car around,

I could be in your office
in ten minutes.

Are all of your people
still there?

Tell them to stick around.
I'd love to say hello.

You know I'm supposed
to be in uniform

when I go to the White House.

You're trying to get me
in trouble, aren't you?

Miss Pope.

- Is he in there?
- Yes, but...

- Is he alone?
- I'll tell him you're here.

Ma'am.

- Good job.
- It's okay, Daniel.

What?!

Why don't you have a seat?

- What do you want?
- Sit down.

- No.
- Sit down, Olivia.

I am busy. I have a job.
I have people who count on me.

I don't have time to come
running down to the White House

at your beck and call

like you're the only one
who's important.

- Sitting down is not happening,
so what do you want? - You.

- Good-bye, Mr. President.
- Oh, come on!

You do not summon me!

You do not walk away from me!

I'm done.

I told you I was done.
We're over.

We're not over. We're not ever...

gonna be over. I am never
going to be over you.

Your wife is at Blair house,
and she is about to explode.

Your political career...
You'll never get re-elected

if you don't get her back.

Your time as President
will be over,

and you're worried about
getting your mistress back?!

How many times

do I need to tell you that
you're more than that?

Come back to me.
Forgive me.

- I love you.
- Please stop.

Please stop
getting my hopes up.

- Just stop!
- I can't stop. I won't.

Olivia.

I am not a toy
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.

That sounded heavy.
Not that I could hear

what you were saying exactly,

but I don't think I've ever
heard anyone raise their voice

to the President of the
United States before,

- so whatever it was...
- Leave me alone.

Olivia, what's wrong?

I need a second alone.
I just... please.

Okay.

You come back,
continue your duties

as First Lady and
support the President

through the re-election campaign,

and then you get
an issue all to yourself.

A big one... immigration,
gun violence.

You name it.
You take that issue.

Own that issue,
and pass a bill.

And in your final year
as First Lady,

we launch your career

with the full support
of a successful President

and the backing of his
vast political machine.

With that kind of profile,
that level of success,

you'd win a senate seat
in a landslide.

But I'd consider governor
of California, if I were you.

Better springboard
to the White House.

To run as an outsider
who knows the ropes,

who's handled big issues
in a big state.

It's not enough.
It's not what I asked for.

Take this deal.

Or else...

Or else what?

Flip the page.

It's blank.

'Cause that's how much
political capital you'll have.

- Oh... - After the whisper campaign
we'll start within the party

about how you were complicit
with the President's affair,

about how you were frigid
and a closeted lesbian,

about how you tore
the President down

for your own political gain.

It'll be dirty and false
and relentless.

And by the time we're done,
the pac money

will slow to a trickle,
and you won't have

so much as a frenemy
left inside the beltway.

Olivia Pope just left
my husband's office.

I have as many friends
over there as you do.

I want what I asked for.

Nothing less.

Anything else tonight, sir?

Mr. Beene?

I'd stay, but it's my
granddaughter's piano recital.

Remember?

I'll ask one of the other secretaries

to look in on you,
see if you want dinner.

You've gotten through worse.

Huck?

I have to talk to you.

Okay.

Uh...

Charlie k-killed
Amanda Tanner.

What?

Charlie killed Amanda Tanner.

You've known that for quite
some time, haven't you, Huck?

Yeah, pretty much
since it happened.

I didn't say anything
because, uh,

there's a code.

Okay.

What I didn't know
until I went back through

the phone logs was
who ordered him to do it.

Cyrus?

Charlie's been his guy for
at least the last two years.

So why are you telling me this?

Because the last woman

that was sleeping
with the President

ended up dead in the Potomac.

And I want you to stay alive.

What if I could get rid
of Olivia Pope?

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

You haven't snapped at me
for six blocks.

Something is wrong.

You know,
this isn't my day job.

So you have to wonder
why the President

of the United States, who has the
secret service...

the FBI, and the entire
armed forces at his disposal,

chose me to protect you.

It's because despite
your deep denial,

you're actually in danger.

No. It's because
you're his Navy buddy.

So when there's a congressional
hearing about this...

the illegal surveillance,
the stalking...

he knows you'll lie for him.
Good night, Jake.

Mr. President.

It's actually Lauren,
Captain Ballard.

The President needs
to see you...

Here at the White House
immediately.

Does he want me to bring miss Pope?

No, sir.
He just requested you.

The President wants me
to leave my post?

He said it won't take long,

but it seemed urgent.

All right.

Thanks for the call.

When Captain Ballard arrives,

tell him the President
had an emergency meeting.

Thank you, Lauren.

Most of the chief of staff's
calls and texts

are to the White House
and the capitol building.

Also Alexandria,
where he lives.

So we ignored
the bigger clusters

and tracked the outliers.

We know that Charlie was
at the hospital

and Heldon's bakery.
Which is where we pick up this number.

Charlie's burner phone,
which you track by...

Tapping into any L.B.S.
and inputting signal strength

and coverage radii
of nearby towers.

And now we can tell you
everywhere he's been

- for the last month.
- It's easy, really.

It's just
your basic multi-lateration.

Yay, multi-lateration?

Which brings us here...
a bookstore in Adams Morgan.

He's been going there
every Thursday night

- for the last month. - So the question
is, why does he go to a bookstore

every week
with a box of cannolis?

We've got too
many people in the office.

Between your ex and Olivia's
shadow, there's too many people.

- There's too many people
in the office. - So?

So things could get out.
Secrets could be spilled.

What do we have to hide?
Defiance is over.

Lindsay is Quinn.
Everything's pretty much out.

I just don't have
a good feeling.

What the hell is he doing?

Checking out
the community board?

Great. We're no closer
to finding Charlie,

but at least David will find
a a roommate

- and a yoga instructor.
- Book club. Book club.

That's great, David. That's
not why we came here, but...

No, they have a book club
that meets here

every Thursday night,
bring your own treats.

Cannoli?

Charlie joined a book club?

♪ I got up on the floor ♪

Say hello to Margie Depew,
founder of not one

but eight book clubs throughout
the D.C. metro area.

Margie wasn't much of a talker,

said she liked
Charlie's sweet treats.

- Does her t-shirt say "Book lovers
never go to bed alone." - Yeah.

Just got off of the phone
with Judy McGavin.

After she was done
sharing her views

on the similarities between
Kate Chopin and E.L. James...

all good points, by the way...
She told me something useful.

Charlie was close with a woman
named Tammy.

The two of them always
left together.

Tammy Blakely. You think...

Charlie has a girlfriend?

Book lovers never
go to bed alone.

♪ There's always a chance ♪

♪ Somebody watchin' ♪

♪ might wanna make romance ♪

- I'm on it.
- Have you fixed the Olivia problem?

I said I'm on it.

If you want me dutifully
back in the White House

- standing by my man...
- I said I'm taking care of it

right now, so pack your bags
and head for the tunnel,

because...

Captain Ballard.

Mr. Beene.

Are they handing out
overtime in the Navy?

You trying to sneak in
some extra pay?

Just obeying my orders.

Step aside, Captain.

Step aside,

or I'll be forced
to tell the President

about your hands-on approach
to protecting Olivia Pope.

I'm sure he'll want
to discuss it with you.

If the President and I are
going to discuss something,

it'll be the fact that I
was called off my post

by his secretary
a couple of hours ago.

Guess I could have left
miss Pope alone tonight,

but I only take orders
from the President himself.

Cyrus is my friend.

Then why didn't you
tell me to let him in?

Okay.

All right, this thing between us...

the thing where you hate me
and don't trust me,

and I spend my days
trying to save your life...

isn't working for me.

So let's do this differently.
Let's just...

be honest.

How about I tell you something,

and then you tell me
something, okay?

A few weeks ago,
I broke in here

and copied the flash drive
you have from Albatross.

Now you tell me something.

I think you're gonna have
to tell me more than that.

I've been over those documents.

Those documents, Liv,
are full of secrets...

Secrets that are
only accessible

by the highest echelons
of the administration...

The President,
the Vice President,

the secretary of defense,

and the White House
chief of staff.

And tonight,
the White House chief of staff

called me off of your door,
and then he showed up here.

You think Cyrus is the mole.

- I think Cyrus is the mole.
- Cyrus is my friend.

Then I will ask you again...

Why didn't you tell me
to let him in?

You think Cyrus
is the mole, too.

I tell you something,
you tell me something.

I agree it's possible
that Cyrus is the mole,

but I can't wrap my head around it.

Cyrus is many things,
but whoever's doing this

is disloyal to the President,

and Cyrus would never
be disloyal to Fitz.

Unlike me.

That's what you're
thinking that I'm being...

disloyal to Fitz.

I wasn't thinking anything
about you.

I don't think about you.

You know why you're
so mad at me?

- Because you like me.
- Okay.

Olivia.

Why did you sleep with me?

Because...

you're amazing.

Because there's something
between us.

Because I watched you
on those cameras

day in and day out,

and you never ceased...

because I didn't know
you were the President's girl.

I didn't know how deep
you were in with him.

I don't know how deep
you're in with him.

I think you're mistaken

about my relationship
with the President.

How deep are you in with him?

I think we should
call it a night.

You don't have to stand outside.

You can sleep on the sofa.

But I'm locking
my bedroom door.

How deep are you in with him?

Olivia, I tell you something,

you tell me something.

How deep?

How deep?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Cy.

Do you want me
to sleep in the guest room?

- Done. - No. I don't want you
to sleep in the guest room.

Why?
Is it the nanny's room now?

Mmm.
Mmm.

Mmm.

I want you to sleep
in your bedroom

with your husband

who loves you very much.

Did something happen today?

They showed me my suits.

Your suits?

A whole rack of them,

perfectly tailored,

with... with shirts and ties
and... and socks.

I mean, I thought if I kept
my nose to the grindstone,

I might get 45 seconds
holding onto a lamppost

at the Riverfront
next hurricane season,

but that's not what they want.

They want me in the studio, Cy.

They want me in a suit.

And I don't know
how it happened,

but I know that
you made it possible

for me to say yes.

You didn't fight me on it.
There wasn't a scene.

You made it easy
for me to say yes.

So... so we're good.

We're okay.

Our marriage is okay?

Why wouldn't it be?

You gave me what I wanted.

Thank you so
much for coming in.

Your associate said you're doing
a background check on Charlie?

From time to time,
our firm is hired

to vet applicants
for high level positions...

government, finance,
that sort of thing.

We just wanna make sure

he's as amazing as his
resume says he is.

I knew he was special.
Not that he'd ever tell me.

- He's so modest.
- I'm sure he is.

Now just to confirm,
can you tell us

where you and Charlie met?

Barbara, I-I completely agree
with all the points you made,

but frankly, I find the level
of violence in "Fifty Shades"

to be more than
a little disturbing.

You're Charlie's... girlfriend?

Well, it's only been a week, but yes.

So will you two be seeing
each other again soon?

Oh, we've got a date later
today at the bookstore.

Gotta choose our next book
for the club.

I was thinking
"The Lovely Bones,"

but maybe that's too dark.

Charlie likes dark.

Mm, okay, Tammy,
thank you for your time.

Now remember, we still have
a couple people

left to interview, so you
don't wanna tell Charlie

about this meeting until
he tells you he's got the job.

Okay.
Bye.

Thank you.

What is happening?!

They say she's not in.

She is in.

There are news vans
in front of Blair house.

The First Lady is in!

You make 'em get her on the phone!

Mr. President...

I have tried... everything,

exhausted every approach.

We have less than two hours

before the First Lady's clock
runs out.

I'm through discussing
Mellie's political maneuvers.

No, sir, you're not.
You are not!

She'll blink.

She won't.

Mellie loves being First Lady.

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.

Right now she's thinking
like a wife.

She's thinking like
a woman scorned.

She's thinking like
someone who's hurt,

has been broken
one too many times.

She's a credible threat
right now, sir,

which is why there's
a BNC news satellite truck

parked in front of Blair
house as we speak.

Time to fold, sir, and give.

Give her what she wants.
Just...

Give her whatever she wants.

You love this job?

You love being President?

You give for what you love.

Give her the damn moon.

Go to her.

Save your presidency, sir.

Because time is running out.

Lauren?

Let Tom and Hal know
we're on the move.

Jake, you can take off.

- Sir? - Secret service is here.
I won't be needing you.

Yes, sir.

And, Jake?

Thank you for everything.

What is happening?

What do you mean?

(Turns tv off, sets down remote
control) Why are you here?

Someone said something
very wise to me today...

"Give the person you love
whatever they want."

So I'm here to find out...
What do you want?

In 22 minutes,
Mellie's clock runs out.

She's going public
tonight on prime time.

In 22 minutes, Mellie's
going to go nuclear on you.

You should be in your car heading
down Pennsylvania Avenue

to Blair house
to repair your marriage

or calling her on the phone
to repair your marriage.

You should be doing something
to repair your marriage,

because if you don't,
your chances for re-election...

are very slim.
And that's my problem,

not yours.

And frankly, I don't care.

I am here to find out
what do you want?

Do you want me...

or don't you?

You don't care that the
clock is running out?

I'm gonna sit here and run
out the clock with you.

Does Cyrus know where you are?

Maybe he can get Mellie to give
you an extension or something.

Hang up the phone.

Hang up the damned phone.

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.

So this time,
I'm fixing things.

We are gonna sit here
for the next...

21 minutes.

We're gonna sit here,

and the clock on my marriage
is going to run out.

We're gonna run it out
together.

You're gonna watch me
run out this clock.

You're gonna sit here with me
and watch me choose you.

- You wouldn't.
- I would.

I will. I'm going to.

Sit with me.

Sit with me, Liv.

Sit with me,
and let's run out the clock.

Sit with me...
and watch me choose you.

Watch me earn you.

♪ You're all ♪

♪ I need ♪

♪ to get by ♪

♪ ah ♪

♪ you're all ♪

♪ like sweet morning dew ♪

♪ I need ♪
♪ I took one look at you ♪

♪ to get by ♪
♪ and it was plain to see ♪

♪ ah ♪
♪ you were my destiny ♪

♪ you're all ♪

♪ arms open wide ♪
♪ I need ♪

♪ I threw away my pride ♪

♪ to get by ♪

♪ I'll sacrifice for you ♪

♪ dedicate my life to you ♪
♪ whoa ♪

♪ I will go where you lead ♪
♪ come on, baby ♪

♪ always there in time of need ♪
♪ oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ and when I lose my will ♪

♪ you'll be there
to push me up the hill ♪

♪ there's no,
no looking back for us ♪

♪ we got love ♪

♪ sure enough, that's enough ♪

♪ you're all ♪

♪ you're all I need ♪

♪ to get by ♪

♪ I need ♪
♪ whoa ♪

♪ to get by ♪
♪ yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ yeah, tammi ♪
♪ ah ♪

♪ whoo ♪
♪ listen ♪

♪ you're all ♪
♪ like an eagle protects his nest ♪

♪ I need ♪
♪ for you, I'll do my best ♪

♪ to get by ♪
♪ stand by you like a tree ♪

♪ ah♪
♪ and dare anybody to try and move me ♪

♪ you're all ♪
♪ darlin', in you I found ♪

♪ I need strength
where I was torn down ♪

♪ to get by don't
know what's in store ♪

♪ but together,
we can open any door ♪

♪ whoa just to do
what's good for you ♪

♪ come on, darlin' ♪
♪ and inspire you a little higher ♪

♪ oh, I know you can
make a man ♪

♪ out of a soul
that didn't have a goal ♪

♪ 'cause we ♪

♪ we got the right foundation ♪

♪ and with love and determination

♪ You're all ♪

♪ you're all I wanna strive for
and do a little more ♪

♪ you're all ♪

♪ all the joy under the sun
wrapped up into one ♪

♪ 'cause we,
we got the right... ♪

Time's up.

♪ Foundation ♪

It's done.

♪ And with love
and determination ♪

♪ you're all ♪

♪ you're all I wanna strive for
and do a little more ♪

♪ you're all,
all the joy under the sun ♪

Unless you don't want me.

♪ You're all ♪

♪ you're all I need ♪

♪ you're all I need ♪

♪ you're all I need ♪
♪ oh ♪

♪ to get by ♪

♪ oh, baby ♪
♪ ooh-hoo ♪

♪ oh, baby ♪

♪ honey, honey, honey,
honey, honey, honey ♪

♪ yeah ♪

♪ oh, oh ♪
♪ I need you, darlin' ♪

♪ oh, I need you ♪
♪ you're all ♪

♪ all I need ♪
♪ oh, your love ♪

♪ oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ oh, baby ♪

♪ all I could need ♪

♪ you're all I need ♪
♪ I need your love ♪

♪ you're all I want ♪

He didn't show?

I must have come on too strong.

I thought he liked me.

I thought...
I followed all the rules.

I only texted him
after he texted me.

I didn't talk too much
about my birds.

Oh, gosh, I hope this
doesn't affect the job.

You shouldn't judge him
because he stood me up.

He is a real good guy.

He even bought me a new laptop
after mine was stolen.

I thought he liked me.

We won't judge him.

We just wanted
to talk to you again,

see if there was anything
else you could tell us.

That might shed some light
on Charlie's character.

12-T-566.

I'm sorry?

I have been racking my brain
trying to remember

where I know you from,
and now I do.

It's case number 12-T-566.

You were on the grand jury panel?

I'm a court stenographer.

You transcribe the notes
on your laptop, don't you?

That's why I freaked out
when it got stolen.

I had over a year's worth
of cases on there.

Can you, uh...
excuse us for a moment?

She was the stenographer
on the Defiance grand jury.

You guys thinking
what I'm thinking?

That's why Charlie found
her at book club.

He wanted her laptop.

He wanted the grand jury transcript.

Because he wanted Defiance.

Which means the mole
isn't Cyrus.

- Cyrus already knew about defiance.
- He planned it.

- He wants it to go away, not come out.
- So it's someone else.

- Albatross is someone else.
- But who?

I think I've been compromised.

Explain.

Cyrus Beene knows more about
my operation than he should.

What does he know?

Enough to blow my cover.
He could be dangerous.

Need to find out who he has
working for him.

Must be someone quite
talented if they got to you.

Someone we know?

Not sure.
If I can track them down,

I'd like permission to engage.

Just fix it.
But be neat about it.

And for God sakes,
don't kill 'em.

They might be useful to us.

Mr. Beene?
The interview just started.

I'm not watching.

I think you better.

Thank you for sitting down
with me tonight, Mrs. Grant.

I-I have to say,

this is not an interview
I was expecting to do.

I understand it was your idea.

It was, James, and believe me,
what I'm about to say...

well...

it's not an easy thing to admit.

I don't care if he's on camera!
You turn the damn camera off!

You go to commercial,

and you put him on the phone
with me right now!

I wanna talk to my freakin'
husband right now!

Like so many other couples,
James, my husband and I...

well...

we have been experiencing
some...

difficulties in our marriage.

Wh-what do you mean by that,
Mrs. Grant?

Well, after we had the baby,
after the shooting,

after I stood by him through
that whole terrible ordeal,

I... found out that...

my husband was unfaithful to me.

Y-you're saying h-he...

I'm saying my husband
had an extramarital affair.

Huh.
Wonder who he banged.

I got, uh...stuff.

And...

I have moved out
of the White House

to take some time for myself...

while we work through
this heartbreaking betrayal.

You're alleging that...

No. I wish I were
alleging, James.

So you're confirming

that the President
of the United States

has been cheating on you...

his wife?

Yes.

And...

I just wanna ask
the American people tonight

in advance
for their understanding

and their forgiveness.

No one's marriage is perfect,

and... I truly hope
that given time...

and space,

Fitz and I will be able to
repair what has been broken here

and emerge from this stronger
and more united than ever.

Hi.

Hi.