Scandal (2012–2018): Season 4, Episode 1 - Randy, Red, Superfreak and Julia - full transcript

Fitz begins his second term with a plan to make positive changes for the nation. Meanwhile, Mellie has trouble dealing with her son's death; and Olivia's absence leaves a void on her team.

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♪ sunny ♪

♪ yesterday, my life was filled with rain ♪

♪ sunny ♪

♪ you smiled at me and
really eased the pain ♪

♪ now the dark days are done
and the bright days are here ♪

♪ my sunny one shines so sincere ♪

♪ sunny, one so true ♪

♪ I love you ♪



♪ thank you for the sunshine bouquet ♪

♪ sunny ♪

♪ thank you for the
love you brought my way ♪

Boat's gonna be here soon.

Well, it's not here yet.

It's gonna be here soon.

It's about 15 minutes out.

You want to use those 15 minutes?

♪ ...One so true, I love you ♪

Or stop?

Don't stop.

♪ sunny ♪

♪ thank you for the facts from "A" to "Z" ♪

♪ my life was torn, like windblown sand ♪

We got the '94 du Bellay.

Did they send the beer?

'94 du Bellay... only
100 bottles ever made,

and now we have five.
This will change your life.

Merci, Lucien.

À bientôt.

♪ thank you for that
smile upon your face ♪

♪ mm, sunny, one so true ♪

You've got mail.

♪ I love yo-o-o-u ♪

♪ I love you ♪

There's no return address.

Could be from your father.

It's not. My father wouldn't...

if he wanted me, there'd be a helicopter

and five armed guys on the beach.

He wouldn't send a letter.

No one knows I'm here.

We're 100 miles off the coast of Zanzibar.

This island doesn't even exist on a map.

I'm not even Olivia Pope anymore.

I'm Julia Baker, so...

Don't open it. It's Pandora's box.

You open that, bad things fly out.

The sun goes down.


They found Harrison.

What do you mean "found"?

Apparently, he was missing.

He's not anymore.

Now he's dead.


We're just here for a
few days... in and out.

A few days, in and out.

Let me go up to the office with you.


I need to see them myself.

You were hard to find.

You guys were good.

Dumped your phones in Frankfurt,

wiped your names from every plane manifest

and customs database.

You had me stumped,
but then I remembered...

everyone has a tell, a tic, a habit...

something that gives them away.

Harrison taught me that.

Yours is wine, red wine...

rare, complex, fantastic red wine.

Unfortunately, there are over 6,000

other individual collectors
spread out across the globe,

so I chatted up Eddie down
at d&l liquors in Dupont,

asked him what to give you for
Christmas, and he suggested...

'94 du Bellay.

'94 du Bellay.

From there, it was just a tedious game

of tracking shipments,
process of elimination.


Julia Baker.

Nice name choice, by the way... cheeky.

You sent the clipping.

When they found Harrison's
body in the desert outside Yuma,

with Adnan, I thought you'd want to know.



What happened to O.P.A.? Where is everyone?

It was your I.D.E. interface.

Your hard drive was fried,
but it works now. I fixed it.

Also, your wife's cheating on you.

She's been e-mailing suggestive selfies

to a man named Dave since March 27th.

You're welcome.

Next customer.


Are you back for now,
or are you back for good?

They found Harrison's body.

I read the paper. Are you back
for now, or are you back for good?

I'm only back for the funeral.

Next customer!

I come in here at least once
a week to check up on him.

He won't talk to me. He never talks to me.

Quinn, what happened?

You left.

What about Abby? Where's she?

The president's approval
rating is the highest in 20 years.


President Grant has now fired
12 of 15 members of his cabinet.

Who else is on his hit list?

This is the White House,
Peter, not Westerburg High.

There's no hit list.

Tell that to the former Attorney General.

When is the president planning on naming

the next Attorney General?

The cabinet's gutted. Your
own party's ready to riot.

You refuse to play nice.

You won't name an Attorney General.

What is the big picture?!

This is not about making or losing friends.

- This is about...
- This is about the president pushing an aggressive agenda,

starting with legislation

that ensures equal pay for men and women.

How does he expect to pass this bill?

We are reaching across the aisle,

working very closely with Senator Vaughn

and many within our own party.

Many of whom feel alienated
by what some are calling...

Fitz 2.0. I like it.

I'm not trying to be difficult, sir,

but alienating the base...
this might not be the best time.

Why not?

Imagine what it'll mean
to the Republican Party

when million of women in our workforce

who earn 2/3 as much as...


I thought we were gonna
try and get dressed today.

It's only day 2 for this shirt,

and these panties are fresh from the dryer.

I'm glad you're here.

We're discussing the equal pay bill.

You want to get our party
of good ol' boys to admit

that the possession of a vagina
doesn't automatically mean

that a sister should get
docked 32 cents on the dollar?

Good for you, baby. Fight the power.

It's... just iced tea.

Well, then.

Time to go bowling.

All these years,

we have never once used
that fancy bowling alley.

I am going bowling!


Redhead lady.

I bid you farewell!

Lizzie Bear!

What did I say about calling me that?

You R.N.C. chairmen...

you come and go so frequently,
I can never remember your names,

and so I make up cute nicknames for you.

You... you're Lizzie Bear.

I was just in Texas, Cyrus... Dallas...

having a lovely time
raising money for the party,

but I got on my broomstick,
and I flew in just to see you.

Do you know why?

I can't imagine.

What did I tell you about our boy?

"Our... boy"?

You mean the president of
the United States of America.

First, he's refused to do any fundraising,

even though I specifically told you

that the tragic death of his son

would bring in millions of grief dollars.

Second, he is pissing off our people.

I've got senators and governors
losing their crap at me

on a daily basis over our boy's

new liberal "reach across
the aisle" policies.

Third, where the hell is Mellie Grant?

She's supposed to be our beacon of hope.

She's supposed to win us women,
mothers... people like that.

And finally...

There's more? Goody.

I'm hearing rumors about
a new Attorney General...

rumors of a Democrat, Cyrus... a Democrat!

Lizzie Bear.


Thank you for coming.
It was lovely to see you.

Excuse me?

Do you need to validate a
ticket for your broomstick,

or can you find your way out on your own?

I have a sense of humor,
Cy, love a good joke.

It's all in the timing, though.

Goes on too long, people stop laughing.

Just keep filling those coffers, Liz!

Stop calling me, Superfreak.
I mean it. I'm busy.

I have five... no, three...
I have three free minutes,

and it would be great to
use those three free minutes

peeing or eating something
instead of here again

with you and your annoying
phone calls. I'm busy.

I wouldn't have called, but
she doesn't have a cellphone,

and she won't buy one.

She's unplugged or something.

I'll give you two a minute.

You're working at the White House now.

What are you doing here?

They found Harrison's body.

I know they found Harrison's body.

I know that, Olivia.
Is that why you're here?

Did you fly all the way back from
wherever daddy sent you to tell me that?

Because you wasted a trip.

I came back to plan his funeral.

Now you decide to come back.

I came back.

I thought...

...we should all plan
his funeral together.

- Goodbye, Olivia.
- Abby.

- What?
- We should bury our friend.

"We"? We're not a team,
Liv. You're just Olivia Pope.

There is no "and
associates"... not anymore.

You're on your own.

I know you're mad at me,

but we both care about Harrison,
and he would want us to...

Harrison would've wanted
all kinds of things.

He would've wanted you
to not get on that plane.

He would've wanted you
to not leave his side

so that God knows what could happen to him.

He would've wanted you to care about him

before someone put a bullet in his brain.

He would've wanted his
champion, his gladiator

to be here, fighting for him

when there was still a chance
he could've been found alive.

But now he's dead.

Harrison doesn't want anything now!

I've never once held a grudge
against you... not for anything.

I've always forgiven you.

You want me to forgive you?

No. I don't need you to forgive me.

I haven't done anything wrong.

I was making an observation.

I've never once held a grudge against you.

I've always forgiven you... until now.

You blaming me for Harrison's
death is unforgivable!

You abandoned them, too, Abby
Huck and Quinn and Harrison.

You abandoned them, too.

You moved four blocks away

into the most powerful house on the planet,

and you left them out in the cold.

I was on the other side of the
world, but you were right here,

and all you have to give is three minutes?

What kind of champion,

what kind of gladiator does that make you?

I'll make sure you have a date
and a time for the funeral.

Show up, don't show up... your choice.

Go home.

- Liv...
- That is not my name.


- Go home!
- But I...

- I'm fine!
- But I...

Damn it! Go home, Quinn!

Leave me alone.

Son of a bitch.

Where are they?


You scared me.

I didn't know you were back in town.

I'm not.

- Where are they?
- What?

Do you remember the last
time we were together, Rosen?

Was that the time you killed
three people or another time?

All the fear and violence
starts to blend together.

You told me you wanted
to take down Cyrus Beene.

You told me you wanted to take down B613.

You asked me to help you...

"make these people
answer for their crimes."

- Do you remember that?
- Yes.

I believed you.

I stole those files from B613
to help you go get the bad guys.

Did you go get the bad guys?

I spent two months going
through those files.

I read them every day.

I even created a color-coded system...

orange for scary, red for very scary,

and black for "crap your pants

and wait for someone
to come kill you" scary,

and most of those files, Jake, are black.

Those files are terrifying.

So pull the trigger or give them back.



Mm. I ordered you a a glass of wine.

You knew I was coming.

I knew your plane landed this morning.

Call me a hopeful father.


Château Antoine, '91.

You are spoiling me.

The island was spoiling you.

This is a bribe.

You want me to go back.

- Did I give you permission to leave?
- Dad...

You shouldn't be here, Olivia.
You decided that for yourself.

You asked to be removed, you
asked to be on that plane,

and yet, here you are.

My friend is dead.

Harrison died.

I'm sorry for your loss.


Ask me.

Ask me. It's okay.

I know you need to.

I know that's where we are,
who I am, who I've been to you.

Ask me.

Did you have anything to do with it?

Did you have Harrison killed?


I had nothing to do with
your friend's murder.

I can never tell if you're lying.

I can never trust my
gut when it comes to you.

I did not...

kill Harrison.

I did, however... take care of your mother.

You took care of...


I'm sorry.

Are you saying my mother is dead?

A direct order from the president.

He ordered... Fitz ordered her death?

And, by the way, he did
you a favor, as well.

No one knows... everyone believes

that Jerry Grant died of
a quick and sudden illness,

not at the hands of the
president's mistress's mother.

Then he did the right thing.

You did the right thing.

She was a terrorist.

She killed his child.

She ruined our lives.

I was sorry to hear about your friend.

He was smart, gifted...

always loyal.

I imagine it to be a tremendous loss.

You lose people.



I put the lid on
the press for the night,

but I can take it off if
there's something big or...

is there bad news?

Something abroad. S... should I sit down?

That might make it harder for
you to run when I start yelling.

What the hell?

You should've told me she was back in town.


Cyrus, I... I just found out this afternoon.

I know you just found out this afternoon.


H... how do you know?

That wasn't the question.

The question was, why didn't
you tell me she was back in town?

Are you spying on me?

Why didn't you tell me
she was back in town?

Are you spying on me? You don't trust me?

Do I need to explain to you

how dangerous Olivia's
return is to this White House?

To this twisted but now
highly functioning White House?

Sir, if you have a moment...

Any news from the hill?

Still 8 votes shy, but I think
we can twist DiMarco's arm.


Schedule him for a sit-down.


I don't mean to ruin your day,

but we need to discuss something
more personal, more delicate.

Mellie's doing better,
Cy. She's washing her hair.

I mean, I know she's not
brushing it or something,

but she's washing it... it's clean.

And she's happy, you know.
She's doing what she wants to do.

So I don't want to hear
about how I need to...

Olivia Pope is back in town.

She landed at Dulles this morning...

here to attend a funeral
for one of her team.

Harrison Wright died.




How long is she here for?

I don't know.

Find out.

Yes, sir.

Was there anything else you wanted me to...


Those close to Grant
quietly describe the president

as forever changed by
the death of his son...

more emotionally guarded, often alone,

buried in his work.

"He laughs less"

was one
particularly poignant observation.

You're not gonna believe this,

but Gettysburger has a rib sandwich now

with pickles and secret
sauce under the ribs.

It's called the underground railroad.

I got myself two.

You... a turkey burger with
a small side of haystacks.

What's wrong?

I've done this before a thousand times.

Some grieving mother or husband calls me,

and I claim a body, order
flowers, pick a casket,

and it's always perfect.

But I'm sitting here, staring
at caskets, and I can't do it.

How do I choose the box
to bury my friend in?

There's no wrong choice.

You just pick.

Maybe ask Abby or Huck.

I can't ask Abby or Huck.

They're not Abby and Huck anymore.

Everything is...

You're not home.

I know.

Don't answer it.

I'm not.


Are you Olivia Pope?

Wrong apartment!

I think you're Olivia Pope.

Ms. Pope, that was me
calling your home phone.

I have my boss on my cell. She
really needs to talk to you.

And I think you are the
only one who can help.

Who is this?

This is Senator Stephanie Vaughn.

I think I just killed Senator Sterling.

Mr. Rosen. Sorry to call you so late.

Come. Sit.

I'm good with standing.

How would you like to be the next
Attorney General of the United States?

What happened?

I came over to get Senator Sterling's vote

for the equal pay bill.

I agreed to have a drink with him,

which was stupid... I know.

When I came out of the
bathroom, he was standing there.

He grabbed me, said he knew
why I came over so late.

I was just trying to stop
him, to get him off me.

I called Kate right away,
asked her to track you down.

What are you doing?

Anyone check his vitals?

No. No. Why?

He's not dead.

His hand is moving.

We have to call an ambulance,

but we need to get you out of here first.

You can't be caught at the
scene with a half-dead senator.

Kate, you're driving her home.

911. What's your emergency?

- I need an ambulance.
- And the address?

Ma'am? Hello? Are you okay?

Senator Benjamin Sterling is in
critical condition this morning

after a vicious attack in his own home.

Senator Sterling is widely considered

to be the lion of the
hill... a crucial vote

for the White House's
highly touted equal pay bill.

I'm giving you a
gift. This case is a gift.

- I thought you left town.
- I did.

- But now you're back.
- No.

- It looks like you're back.
- I'm not back.

- I'm only here for a couple of days.
- That sounds rehearsed.

You're gonna take this case, Clark.

I'm giving you this gift,
and you're gonna take it.

I called you because you're the best

and you like a challenge,
and this is a challenge.

There's a difference between
a challenge and the challenger.

This case is gonna blow
up. It could be a disaster.

I'm gonna take this case.

Where is he?

James Madison Hospital.

The good news is that he might live.

That's not good news.

If he dies, Senator Vaughn
could face a murder charge.

If he dies, he can't talk, Liv.

If he dies, maybe Senator Vaughn
wasn't there that night at all.

Dead men tell no tales.

This is why I called you.

I need to get her talking.

You're going to take her in.

As soon as possible...
tomorrow morning at the latest.

Self-defense doesn't
have a great shelf life.

It starts to smell funny
if it sits out too long.

Where were you, anyway?

On an island.

That sounds boring. And lonely.

Not as lonely as Washington.

Hey, I'll call you after I talk to her!

You're welcome, Clark.

Thank you. Have a nice day.

You still not back for good?

No, but I... this is the smart counter.

You need an appointment
for the smart counter.

I have an appointment.

You don't have hardware.

You have your appointment,
you bring your hardware.


That's brand-new. It's not broken.

Smart counter appointments are
for hardware that is broken.

Fill out this form. Your phone
will be ready in three days.

I planned the funeral.

I think it's going to be
nice. Harrison would like it.

Well, he wouldn't. He hates funerals.

But as funerals go, it's nice.

What happened?

With your family?

Did you ever go back to see them?



I am not Huck anymore.

I stopped being Huck when you left.

Huck doesn't exist.

Read my name tag. It says "Randy."

I am Randy the smart guy.

That is who I am now. That is all I am now.

And you are messing with that.

When you walk in here, you make me hope.

Randy doesn't hope.

Randy works and he goes
home and he plays video games

and he goes to bed and he wakes up,

and he does it all over again the next day.

Hoping is bad for Randy,

so do not come back here
unless you are back for good.

Next customer!

They're making him into a saint.


As we speak, Senator Sterling
is being canonized as a saint.


We're taking turns.

Right now, it's my turn.

My turn is all about kissing,

and my turn also has
various other fun things

that you'll enjoy.

What my turn does not have is talking.

Mine's a no-talking turn.

When it's your turn, you
can talk, but right now...

...Be quiet.

Let yourself be kissed.

Wait your turn.

I think I need my turn now.

Two seconds... I swear.


The press is loving this story...

elder statesman, lion of the
party, attacked in his home.

The man is lying in a hospital bed,

being sainted and prayed for.

He's a rapist, Jake.
He's a sexual predator.

And the actual victim,

the survivor of his assault,
the hero of the story,

is a woman who feels like
she can't come forward

because in a "he said, she said" situation,

women aren't believed...

because it could hurt her career,

because the very fact that
some man put his hands on her

could damage her credibility
as a United States senator.

He tried to rape her,

but she's the one who
suffers the consequences?

That's injustice.

It's just...

It's wrong.

Okay. I'm done.

Your turn again.

Come on. Kiss. I'm focused.

Let's just... give it a sec.

- What?
- Wait.

I'm just saying, why give
up and make a statement

before the press is on your side,

before you have some ammunition,

before you've had a chance
to really make a difference

in the landscape of...


Don't make a statement tomorrow morning.

Because... I'm in.

The whole "you don't
work here anymore" thing

is going right out the window,

and the beach... is getting very far away.

Should we talk about this?

I thought we don't talk on your turn.


Oh, I'm Olivia now?

We both know it's not my turn anymore.

We both know we're not standing in the sun.

We both know you're standing in the shade

of 1600 Pennsylvania
Avenue, and it's his turn.

As long as we're back,
it's always his turn,

despite the fact that I'm
the one you like to ride,

that I'm the one that makes you moan,

that I'm the one who
reaches you in places...

That he can't begin to touch.

Isn't that right?

Senator Stephanie Vaughn.

Wellesley grad turned feminist icon.

Known for her three-day filibuster

of a Republican bill to slash sex ed.

There's no evidence of physical
assault on Senator Vaughn,

so if Senator Sterling wakes
up and claims he was attacked...

This could become a "he said, she said"

versus the most beloved and
revered member of the Senate.

North and the R.N.C. are out for blood.

Senator Sterling's still in the hospital.

The man's on his deathbed,

so we certainly can't count on his vote.

I think it might be time for
you to go press some flesh,

lock down any remaining
votes, put us over the top.

I'll head to the hill tomorrow.

Is she staying?

I haven't told Mellie.

If she isn't staying, there's no need.

If she is...

You really want to pretend

we all don't know how this movie ends?

It's not going to be a surprise, sir.

It's rather predictable, really.

She's Olivia. You're Fitz.

And at a certain point
in time, the two of you

are going to find yourselves
together in the same room.

The anticipation... relentless, isn't it?

We all know what happens next.

We've seen this movie a hundred times.

So, at 9:15 P.M...

At 9:15 P.M., I entered
Senator Sterling's residence.

You said at 9:15 P.M., Senator
Sterling offered you a drink.

That's what I meant.

So you arrived at the residence earlier?

I guess so, yes.

What time?

8:45, maybe?

There are no "maybes," Senator.

Your initial statement has to match

every single thing you ever
say about the night in question,

or you open yourself up
to credibility issues.

I'm a United States senator.

You're a woman claiming to be
the victim of sexual assault.

Clark, I need a minute
alone with Senator Vaughn.

Do you mind?

Not at all.

Thank you.

I didn't like his tone.

Then you really won't like mine.

You're lying, Senator.

Excuse me?

You are lying... about all of it.

I hate to accuse a woman who
says she's been sexually assaulted

of lying... I really do.

I'd fight to the death
to stand by any woman

who says she was assaulted.

Women don't lie about that.

There is overwhelming evidence

that women do not lie about
being sexually assaulted,

but you are.

And I know you are
because when that happens,

when a man grabs you,
puts his hands on you,

you do not forget it.

You remember every single
detail, every touch.

So I'm gonna give you a moment.

And when I come back,

I want to hear the truth
about what happened that night.

Kate, may I borrow your phone?

Of course.

Where are you? What do you have?

Nothing yet. Why?

The story's changed.

I just accused Senator Vaughn of lying.

You... What?

So now we need another angle.


I'm looking.

B... but wait.

What is it?

Maybe nothing, but...

all the women who work for Sterling

kind of look the same...

brown hair, brown eyes, kind of curvy.

I mean, I'm more of his
type than Senator Vaughn is.

Thanks, Quinn.

It was you.

You were assaulted by Senator Sterling.

You pushed him. You thought you killed him.

She's covering for you.

Ms. Pope, I don't know
what you heard, but...

I didn't hear anything. I didn't have to.

She didn't call you that
night. You called her.

I own blue boxer shorts with
little donkeys on them, Abby.

Doesn't a Republican
president asking me to serve

in his administration sound a little...

Oh, I don't know... strange to you?

Perhaps an underhanded
effort to buy my silence.

You think I told Cyrus and the president

about your super-secret files?

You're one of them now.

Are we really going there again?

Oh, we never left there.
You work for the Death Star.

Grant asked me to serve,

and when the president of the United States

asks you to serve...

Don't give me glory and patriotism.

They are Republicans, and
they don't even know your name.

They know my name.

They call you "Red." What is that?

I have red hair. You have a colorist.

I didn't know that they
offered you Attorney General.

They didn't tell me. I'm not on the inside.

But if they had... and they should have...

if they had, I would've said

that David Rosen is a good and honest man

who will uphold the constitution.

I would've said that
David Rosen loves the law,

he loves justice... apparently,
more than he loves me.

- Abby...
- No!

You were so obsessed with
those stupid B613 files.

I was doing important work.

Liv was gone, and my world was on fire,

and you were color-coding
files and making charts.

You were nowhere. You
killed us, and you know it.

You want to blow up the world,
release those secret files.

You want to change the world?
You want to fix the world?

Become the chief lawyer of
the United States of America

and its citizens, David.

Get on the inside, get yourself
some power, and use it.

I'm older, more established.
They take me seriously.

I thought he was dead.

He wouldn't be able to
tell anyone any different.

But you'd be facing manslaughter

just to keep your staffer
from having to testify?

You're one hell of a boss, Stephanie.

You knew.


You knew he had a type.

After all those years
in the Senate with him,

you knew Sterling liked
young girls with brown hair.

I just thought...

If this makes the vote go down easier,

if this gets us equal pay...

Do you know how rare it is

to have a Republican president
who supports a bill like this?

I had to jump on it.

You knew?

You knew he was gonna do that to me?

I'm so sorry.

- You knew?!
- I'm gonna fix this.

- I wanted to be you.
- Everything's gonna be fine. You'll see.

And you send me over there
and dangle me in front of him

like some piece of meat?

- She's all yours.
- Where are you going?

To a funeral,

and then I'm getting the
hell out of this town!

♪ don't trouble the water ♪

♪ I won't ♪

♪ leave it alone ♪

♪ still water run deep ♪

♪ yes, it do ♪

♪ yes, it do ♪

♪ oh, oh, oh, yes ♪

♪ if you only believe ♪

♪ when you're down and out ♪

♪ when you're on the street ♪

I thought I was late.

♪ when evening falls ♪

Not much of a turnout, huh?

♪ so hard ♪

He didn't have... people.

Just us.

I thought he said he had
parents who met on a blind date.

He lied.

He grew up in a group home.

He just had us.

♪ and pain is all, is all around ♪

♪ just like a bridge over troubled water ♪

♪ I will lay me down ♪

♪ like a bridge ♪
♪ just like a bridge ♪

♪ over ♪

♪ over troubled water ♪

♪ I will lay me down ♪

♪ sail on, silver girl ♪

We say goodbye now?


We say goodbye now.

♪ your time has come to shine ♪

♪ all of your dreams are on their way ♪

♪ see how they shine ♪



♪ look around, I'm sailing right behind ♪

And I love you.

♪ just like a bridge over troubled water ♪

♪ I'll be there to lay me down ♪

♪ like a bridge over troubled water ♪

♪ I will lay me down ♪

♪ ohh, ohh ♪

♪ I'll be your bridge, yes, I will ♪

♪ don't trouble the water ♪

♪ said I wouldn't ♪

♪ still water run deep ♪

♪ I know that ♪

♪ yes, it do ♪

♪ yes ♪

♪ oh, oh, oh, yes ♪

♪ still water ♪

♪ don't trouble the water ♪

♪ yeah ♪

♪ leave it alone ♪

♪ why don't you, why don't you let it be ♪

♪ talkin' 'bout still water ♪

♪ still water run deep ♪

It's getting cold. You should come in.

Why? You afraid I'll jump?

Mellie, no. I...

It's not that far down.

I'd maybe sprain an ankle.

I could dive, land on my head.

Or those two sweet marines would
run over and try to catch me,

and I'd fall on them and
end up breaking their necks,

and the lawsuits...


The point is I'm not gonna jump.

I know that.

I'm not gonna try and kill myself.

I know that.

I'm not you.

I had a bad night.

One bad night.

Don't ever bring that up again.

I will add it to the list.

Dead kid, missing
mistress, Mellie's rape...

Fitz's suicide.

She's not missing.

She's back.

Have you seen her?



When you see her, you'll tell me.

I'm not going to see her.


When you see her, you will tell me.

This doesn't...

it's still you and me.

I'm not going to see her.

I just want to be clear
that there are some things

that I'm just not gonna do anymore...

things that just feel like
an insulting waste of time

once you have held your
dead son in your arms.

Monitoring you is one of those things,

so... I'm saying...

When you see her...

...and then you come
home all hot and bothered

and you decide to pretend
that you are a good family man,

so you climb into my
bed and on top of me...

I'm saying, when you see
her, you will tell me.

Because I'm gonna want some warning.

'Cause I don't know if I can even imagine

getting turned on by you right now.

Oh, and F.Y.I...

when you stick your hand into my panties,

another thing that I just
don't do anymore is wax.

So... it's 1976 down there.


You maybe wouldn't be
turned on by me anyway.

The point is...

...when you see her, you'll tell me.

I won't see her.


The pilot called.

They can have the plane
ready to go anytime you are.

I figure if we leave in an hour,

that puts us back on the beach sometime...


That right? Yesterday or is it tomorrow?

I can never remember.


I just keep thinking about
what Harrison would say.

And, uh, what would Harrison say?

Are we gladiators or are we bitches?

The White House is pleased to announce

that this morning,
President Grant nominated

U.S. attorney David Rosen
for Attorney General.

The president's spent
a lot of time the past few days

on the hill pushing his agenda.

Does that mean there's
resistance from his own party?

Oh, I wouldn't say that's true at all.

You can't do this...

nominate Rosen for Attorney General?

This is not a boy, Lizzie
Bear. This is a president.

This is what we grew up hoping for,

and that big tent, the way he sees it,

there's room for everyone in it.

The tent's not that big, Cyrus.

And you won't like what's outside it.

Time for one more. Carol.

Can you comment on Senator Sterling?

Is President Grant still
counting on his vote

to pass the equal pay bill?

This is Kate Warner.

I'll be representing
her in the investigation

into the incident at
Senator Sterling's home

that led to his hospitalization.

After she was attacked,

Kate had a choice to
make a difficult choice,

a choice about what kind
of person she wanted to be.

Kate chose to stand up.

Kate chose to be a hero
a hero to the next girl

who thinks she doesn't have a choice

when it comes to being
harassed in the workplace,

a workplace where somehow,

women still make 77 cents
to every male dollar.

She just won us the equal pay
bill. So, we are here today,

- and if you choose to speak out...
- No one can be on the fence now.

She's back, Red. Get used to it. be heroes like Kate Warner,

we will stand with you,
we will protect you,

and we will fight with you.

Moments like this give
every woman an opportunity

to decide what kind of
person she wants to be.

Deep down, no matter what
face we present to the world,

no matter what pain we're hiding,

what struggle we've been
through, we know our worth.

We know what we're capable of.

We know who we are, who we'll always be,

and we have a choice.

We can hide in the shadows...

...or we can stand in the light.