Scandal (2012–2018): Season 7, Episode 1 - Watch Me - full transcript

Liv has taken over the white house but can't deal with being B613's command.

Tragic news out of
Washington this morning...

Vice President Luna Vargas has died

of an apparent heart attack.

The question now is who will become

this country's next Vice President.

After a speedy confirmation,
it's official...

Cyrus Rutherford Beene
has been sworn in

as the country's next Vice President.

Well, folks, President Mellie Grant

certainly came out swinging last night

in her very first address to
a joint session of Congress.



Grant's remarks on
everything from healthcare

to foreign policy to
uniting the country

left many wondering how, exactly,

she's gonna get it all done.

The aim of President Grant's

very first legislative initiative

is to give free education
to every American...

And by "free," you
mean "worse," right?

If President Grant and Olivia Pope

are somehow able to
pull off the impossible

and, God forbid, get this bill passed,

then the state of education,

like everything else that's
been made free and undervalued,

will start to decline.



And I, for one, will not stand of it.

Senator Michaels. Thank
you for being punctual.

Summoning me to the principal's office

isn't gonna get me
to change my opinion

about this bill, Ms. Pope.

That's okay. I don't
care about your opinion.

What I care about is your vote.

I'm voting no.

It's going to have to be a yes.

My vote is no. That's final.

No. You need to vote yes.

Now, you hold on there
a minute, Missy.

In what world...

Before you do all of... that,

you should know that
I have an envelope.

See?

It's packed with a great
deal of information...

photos, copies of emails, reports,

a couple of... fascinating videos.

This envelope is hot.

This envelope makes careers.

Not mine, because,
well, I'm already me.

And it certainly won't
make yours, Senator.

You know whose career
this envelope will make?

Journalists... lots of journalists.

It'll also benefit your wife.

She gets the truth.

How do you think she'll react?

I think she gets mad...

finally lets go of all that.

"Cleave unto one's
husband" crap you spout,

because, let's face it...
even Jesus would tell her

to leave a man who
does what's in there.

Ms. Pope... ma'am... you cannot...

This is blackmail, and I...

Mine.

What?

Before you asked "In what world"...

I'm answering "Mine"... in my world.

This is my world.

You're in my envelopefilled world.

Mine.

And in my world,

which way do we vote on
free college, Senator?

Yes.

Yes.

Senator Michaels is a
yes on the Vargas bill.

- That's fantastic.
- Nicely done!

That leaves us, what, 12 votes shy?

- Is that a problem?
- No problem at all...

7 of the 12 come from
states who favor this bill.

It's the other five that concern me.

So, let's hit the airways,

put the spotlight on
some of these holdouts.

Already on it... I have come
orchestrating a socialmedia blitz,

and a spot booked on "Pryce of Power."

Smart. Pryce gets a lot of eyeballs.

I'll be happy to get in
front of his camera.

We were thinking that
Liv could do the TV rounds,

and you could whip up the
votes on the hill...

work your magic,

twist some arms behind closed doors.

We thought you could
start with Greenwald.

Did we? Well...

wwherever we need me.

No!

David, please. We're suffering here.

- You have friends.
- Who told you that?

Important friends,
highprofile friends...

Are you really gonna
sit there and tell us

none of them have a problem
in need of fixing?

- Affairs to hide?
- Dirty secrets to protect?

Murders to cover up?

The only problem in
need of fixing here

is that you decided to change
the name of this place.

It's one letter.

Olivia Pope and Associates
is legend in this town.

You trust OPA.

Quinn Perkins and Associates...
What is that?

QPA? It's a babysitting service.

Or cupcakes.

It's cupcakes delivered
by babysitters.

Did you just call me a babysitter?

He's a waste of time.

We need to start advertising,
hit the airwaves.

Been told my whole life
I've got a voice for radio.

- More of those or switch it up?
- Baby's maybe feeling a yogurt.

David, so help me, you're not
leaving until we get a client.

Excuse me?

II'm looking for Quinn
Perkins and Associates?

Yes. Hello!

Thank God. Um, are you available?

Get lost, David.

My dad, he's been overseas

leading a religious studies symposium.

He calls me every day after
his class no matter what.

And then two days ago, nothing...
no call.

Well, he may have just
lost communication,

a problem with his cellphone overseas.

No, this isn't a regular overseas...

My father's in Bashran.

Your father's in Bashran
like, Bashran Bashran?

II know, but he's a scholar.

And this isn't his first trip.

He teaches there regularly.
He knows the place.

He knows how to be in touch,

so if he's not calling,
then something is wrong.

You're late.

I'm... I'm sorry. I...

lost track of time.

There's no need to apologize.

I just, I mean, I
didn't mean to be late.

"Lafeyette." '91. Bordeaux.

Yes. Lafayette '91. Bordeaux.

It's good to see you.

Good to be out of the house.

You can leave the house.

And go to my workplace.

You can go wherever you want, Dad.

Because you have cameras
on me at all times.

How many times are we going to...

I don't have cameras on you.

Olivia, cameras are Chapter 1

of the "How to Imprison
Your Dad Handbook."

Cameras would mean that
I think you might run,

which would be silly.

Cameras would mean that you're
not heeding my advice...

which would be a mistake.

Cameras would mean I believe
that you don't enjoy

having dinner with your
daughter every week...

which would hurt.

Ask me about work.

How is work?

Good. I think we have a real shot

at getting Vargas' free
college bill through.

So you got Senator Michaels.

Did he put up a fight, or did
he stand down with a whimper?

I presented Senator
Michaels with the facts,

and I'm thrilled that
he saw the light.

The light.

That light is something.

How is the President?

Mellie is good.

So, Mellie is in formation.

Happy to let you hold all the cards,

wield all the power...
happy as your puppet.

Mellie and I are a team.

You don't play team sports,
never have... not well, anyway.

Dad, it's my turn.

I'm changing the rules.

This, what I'm doing, is better.

You are like looking into
the window of my past.

You are me.

No matter how much I tried,
all I could create was me.

There is a reckoning
coming for you, Olivia.

You think...

you have it under control.

You think you have all the
power buttoned up inside you

behind your eyes, lighting you up.

But one day you'll
glance into a mirror,

and you will discover that
some of that power is missing.

The lights are going out.

Then? You'll have some
difficult decisions to make.

Do I want that power back?

Who am I willing to hurt to get it?

Now I can say this because I know...

You cannot have it all, Olivia.

Watch me.

- "The whole people"...
- Please don't quote me Adams.

"The whole people be willing
to take upon themselves

the education"...

- "of the whole people"...
- She's quoting Adams.

"And must be willing to
bear the expenses of it."

Terrific. Bravo. Founding fathers.

I am very impressed. My question...

Yes, Curtis, what is your question?

Who pays for it? Who gets
stuck with the check?

The ones who can afford it...

corporations who've gone
decades without paying taxes.

"Sacrifice" wasn't always a
bad word in this country.

Why is it always Washington
elites constantly

lecturing regular folks on
what they should sacrifice?

Was that your Mercedes I
parked next to this morning?

My mom is an immigrant.

My father was a longshoreman.

I was the first in my family
to go to college at 24,

after I volunteered building
shelters in Central America.

I could spend the next six shows

dismantling your anecdotal
systemically racist,

"pull yourself up by the
boot straps" argument.

But I'll keep it
simple It doesn't fly.

I wasn't ready for college at 18.

It's reasonable many Americans
don't want to foot the bill

for someone's sixyear keg party.

That's very narrow thinking, Curtis.

And your head is in the clouds, Ms.
Pope.

Do you honestly believe
what you're saying?

I don't say anything I don't mean.

That's why I'm sitting where I
am, and you're Olivia Pope.

Okay, you are supremely talented.

But keeping it real?

It ain't one of your talents.

I think you're losing your audience,

but to get back on track...

college is a benefit to almost
every individual who attends.

So, if we're telling it like it is,

let me run down some numbers,
real facts that will actually...

Unfortunately, that's all the
time we have here today.

Thank you, Ms. Pope, for
coming on to the show.

We'll see you tomorrow...

Same time, same Pryce, more power.

- We're clear.
- We still had 30 seconds.

Did we?

I could've used those 30 seconds.

- I think you made your point.
- I think you made your point.

I appreciate it.

Your point being that you can't stand

getting schooled on your own show.

30 more seconds would've given me

30 more chances to watch you squirm.

You don't quit, do you, Ms. Pope?

You have no idea.

Joshua Stewart... PhD from Princeton,

professor of Comparative
Theology at Georgetown,

known for doing field work

in some of the roughest
places on Earth.

No kidding... Nicaragua in the '80s,

Eastern Europe in the '90s, Iraq.

- Not bad for an egghead.
- After his wife died,

he even took little Madeline
on some of his expeditions.

Aww. Daddydaughter trips
to all the hot zones.

Wait, how old do you think
our kid needs to be

before we can take it to Myanmar?

2? 2 1/2? Stewart was last seen

at the university that
hosted the symposium.

Huck, can you hack into
its security system?

You expect me to just break
into the government facilities

of one of the most
mysterious and impenetrable

nations on the planet?

You guys take me for granted.

Shy guy.

Here's something.

He sat on the same bench,

next to the same man
two days in a row.

What... Who's his buddy?

Wrong question.

Right question is "Who
is on that same bench"

at the same time the very next day?"

The day after Stewart disappeared?

What do you see?

Nothing. I mean, there's no one.

There. Stewart's pal.

Well, can you get an ID on that guy?

I have enough definition
for a QR scan,

but it'll come up empty.

- Wait. Why?
- The secret meetings, the...

the hyperawareness of all
the surveillance cams,

passport full of gnarly stamps.

Exactly. He's a fellow traveler.

No way. That's good.

Fellow traveler... What the
hell is a fellow traveler?

Quinn, it's late.

Exactly, which is how you
know this is something,

a something you don't want
any calls or emails about

because... GITMO.

Also, I need to pee.

I was driving by. Can I come in?

What do you want, Quinn?

We have a client... missing person,

but the thing is

we're pretty sure he's one of yours.

What do you mean "One of mine?"

He's a spy.

CIA we think.

We could be wrong, but if we're not...

I'll see what I can find out.

We're doing everything
we can on our end...

Quinn, I said I'm on it.

Thank you. Look, I really need to pee.

"How you doing, Quinn? How pregnancy?"

"How's my godchild doing in there?"

Rude.

- What's that?
- Work...

Actually something I'm gonna
need you to take a look at.

What are you doing?

We're not finished.

We finished.

Well, let's finish again.

Did you not hear me say
I have work for you?

Yes, ma'am.

Okay. Get back in here.

Work can wait till morning.

I'm sorry.

I am.

I thought we were clear
about what this was.

I think "convenient" was the word.

Along with "safe." And "secure."

"Easy."

So, why are you making it difficult?

Let's finish.

As the deadline draws near,

President Grant's ambitious
backing of the Vargas bill

seems as though it may remain
only that... ambitious.

The former President Grant is
keeping his opinion to himself.

When reached for comment at
his residence in Vermont,

the twoterm president
declined to answer,

"saying" There can only be
one President at a time,

and right now? That's Mellie Grant."

Sources close to the President

say the final vote
is far from settled,

and caution against...

So, I looked up Quinn's professor.

- And?
- He's definitely CIA.

So, Quinn was right.

According to Langley, Stewart's one of

our most valuable assets
in the Middle East.

He helped the CIA thwart
four credible terror attacks

in the past three years.

His post at the University
of Bashran is a cover,

and he's currently our most
reliable trader of information

amongst our assets in Europe and Asia.

The fact that he's missing is big.

The President has a few minutes.

- You can brief her, and we can...
- No.

We're not gonna tell the
President about any of this.

Bestcase scenario,
this guy's been taken

by the Bashrani Armed Forces.

Psychological torture is
an art form for them.

He'll talk.

Or he's in the hands of
a fringe terror group,

and they're carving him
up to see what he knows.

He'll talk.

We can't let that
happen, not in Bashran,

not in a country that's this
close to having its own nukes.

He's an American hero.

Yes, and if we want him
to stay an American hero,

we need to kill him.

Jake...

If he talks, he's a
traitor and a weapon.

If the Bashranis turn him,
if he gives up his sources,

he threatens the safety of
every CIA asset in the region.

We need to kill him.
We need to kill him,

and we need to do it
without Mellie or Quinn

or anyone else in this
town knowing about it.

I put together a plan.

We can do this off the books
using the B613 budget.

No.

It's all in there. All I
need is your goahead.

We're not killing one of our own.

They have him.

He's not ours anymore.

Look, this is your call to make.

But I'm here to advise
you and my best advice?

We need to do this... quickly.

I need to think about it.

- Liv...
- I said I need to think about it.

This gets easier.

Killing a patriot?

Being Command.

Mr. Vice President, thank
you for coming out.

Coffee?

Always a treat to get
out of the office.

How's the family?

How is Emily liking Princeton?

Couldn't be happier.

Excellent. Excellent!

Don't think I can't see your angle.

You mean subtly pointing out that

despite your folksy
taste in restaurants,

you're a Democratic senator
whose granddaughter attends

one of the priciest
schools in the country?

You see, Diane... it's
sharper than an angle.

It's actually a point.

It's not that I have anything
against the Vargas bill.

Then why do I hear rumors
you're planning to oppose it?

Where you go, a bushel of
other Dems will follow.

They will, which is why I wanted
to speak to you personally.

Free college... It was
supposed to be ours...

a Democratic initiative.

So, you like this bill,

but you're gonna tank it out of spite?

Work with us, Cyrus.

If we burn this thing now,

in four years it could be your
gamechanging legislation.

We're barely 100 days
into Mellie's term.

You want me to row against her
so that I can take my chances

in a presidential election
3 1/2 years away?

I want you to take the long view.

Don't hand this win to Olivia Pope

and the president she chose.

You worked for a Republican,

you ran as a Democratic
VP to a martyred Latino,

you serve as a Republican
VP to a woman...

you're gay, you adopted a black baby,

you served time for a
crime you didn't commit.

You, my friend, are the liberal
dream... every box checked.

This climb doesn't end with
Vice President, Cyrus,

not when you could have
the mountaintop...

Not when you could be President Beene.

When you're ready to
talk about your future,

give me a call.

The White House is on our side.

Olivia Pope has promised they
will do everything they can

to bring your father home, Ms.
Stewart.

The second we hear something...

I am never letting him
out of my sight again.

When my dad gets back,

it is a university job
for him, I swear.

Thank you... thank you, all.

- Okay, what's for lunch?
- You didn't tell her.

That her father might be a spy?
Of course I didn't tell her.

Ooh, let's order from
that vegan place on 18th.

- Again?
- You have to tell her.

That place doesn't serve food.

She didn't hire us to
play therapist, Charlie.

She hired us to find her dad...
that's it.

Curry bowl, save the chutney,

extra yams this time.

Well, what about our kid?

Are we not gonna tell our
kid who we really are,

or are we gonna spend
our lives pretending?

All our client wants
is to find her father.

What she doesn't want,
I can assure you,

is to know that he's a spy.

Have you heard back from
Liv since last night?

No.

She said she'd call. Why?

Just wondering.

The body needs to come home.

Huck.

It won't be as easy,
bringing the body back.

But his daughter deserves a funeral.

We can't be having this conversation.

Quinn doesn't know I'm here.
Nobody does.

They think you're helping.

Get us a body,

and nobody needs to know
it was you who killed him.

Why would you assume I'd kill him?

Liv, he was a spy.

That's what they do to
spies who get caught.

That's not what I'm asking.

I'm asking why you'd
assume I would do that?

Because you're one of them now.

You wanted to see me, Madam President?

Where are we on Joshua Stewart?

I brought the President up to
speed on our rescue plans.

Our rescue plans.

The President agrees
that bringing him home

is the best course of action.

I need you to tell me the
point of seizing power

if you can't make the tough call.

I make tough calls all the time.

Do you?

You want to ask Luna Vargas about me?

Yes. You murdered Luna in
the best way possible.

You made one tough, dark,
amazing call... one.

I liked it. I respected it.

But it was one call.

There are gonna be 1,000 more.
Do you have another call in you?

I'm making another call.
This is my call.

My call is no matter what,
Professor Stewart is a patriot.

My call is we bring patriots home.

My call is hope over cynicism.

My call...

is murder will not be
policy in my White House.

Except we're not talking
about your White House, Liv.

We're talking about B613, your B613,

because that's the real job...

rebuilding B613, hiring agents,

creating infrastructure,
protecting the Republic.

You want a hopeful White House?

That's fine for you when
you are Chief of Staff.

Pick daisies and dance.

- But your job as Command...
- Careful.

Olivia, j...

I'm trying to help. When
your father started B613...

This isn't my father's B613.

It's mine. I run this show. I decide.

You? Do what I say.

Bring my guy home alive,
Admiral Ballard... now.

You needed me?

Where are we with Greenwald?

She's having a little
trouble remembering whether

it's "party before country"
or the other way 'round,

but I think I can set her straight.

You'll have to.

Without her vote, there's no bill.

Was that it?

No. The Rangerette
Future Leaders program

is arriving in an hour and a half.

I need you to stop
by, say a few words.

- The Rangerettes?
- Mellie was planning to do it,

but she got pulled into a meeting

with the Bashrani Ambassador.

You're serious?

You want me to meet
with the Rangerettes?

Is that going to be a problem?

Liv...

Because the last I checked,

you're secondincommand to the
nation's first female president,

and the Rangerette
organization is dedicated to

the education and
empowerment of young women.

But I'm inferring, based on
your barely hidden contempt,

that meeting these young
future leaders of this country

doesn't sound important enough to you.

Is that right?

Of course it's important.

I'm happy to go.

Clear my afternoon for
this Rangerettes business.

See if Jenkins can
meet Thursday instead.

And... call Senator Greenwald for me.

Tell her I'm ready to have that drink.

Remarkable.

I'm so glad you think so, Ambassador.

I've been told that
Bashrani tea is legendary.

I was worried we'd disappoint.

Well, I've had nothing
but Starbucks for weeks,

so I'm an easy mark.

But this is
particularly delicious.

So, Ambassador Marashi,

we have ourselves in a
bit of a situation here,

- wouldn't you say?
- A situation?

Relations between our countries
have never been better,

and, big picture, we share a
common goal of a nuclear treaty.

So if we can find a
resolution to this problem

that makes everyone happy...

Madam President, I don't
mean to interrupt,

but I'm honestly not sure what
problem you're referring to.

Ambassador,

if American assets are being
held prisoner in Bashran,

that is a problem, a big problem.

In the past, a problem that big

would most likely be solved
with costly sanctions,

termination of diplomatic
relationships,

and, potentially, the
full weight, might,

and vengeance of the United
States Armed Forces.

But, like I said,

no one's looking to stir the pot.

Now I understand.

Good.

I understand that it
must be difficult,

being in a position like yours...

for such a short amount of time.

You must be being presented with
a massive amount of information

and intelligence on a daily basis,

and it must be difficult
to try to figure out

whether this information and
intelligence is good or bad.

Don't worry... I know
you're just doing your job.

I don't take offense.

But I will take another cup
of this wonderful tea.

Thanks.

Has the Ambassador brought
up our asset yet?

Hold on.

Apparently his son, little Farid,

is getting bullied at school.

Totalitarian regimes...

They're just like us.

This isn't working.

I know you think I'm wasting
my time, but I'm not.

I'm looking for a better way.

How long has Stewart been missing?

About 72 hours. Why?

The first 24 are relatively easy.

I got through the
waterboarding by pretending

I was 6 years old again learning
to swim in the public pool.

The German Chair?

It's just a really
intense yoga session.

The dogs, though... You can
negotiate with a human,

but a hungry dog snapping at
your face, your genitals...

I lasted 81 hours.

Now, I was in my 20s, an officer
in the Navy in tiptop shape.

This Stewart guy's a
100pound bookworm

on the wrong side of 60.

How much longer do you think he's got?

But it's not about him anymore.

This is about the engineer in Natanz

who puts them behind schedule

every time they get close
to a working nuke,

the archaeologist at Tepe Sialk

who reports on troop movements
from the Isfahan Province,

the palace guard who keeps us informed

on their president's location.

If they're taken,

you won't have to worry about
100 Bashranis anymore,

because you'll be too
busy worrying about

the lives of 400 million Americans.

You're not wasting time, Liv.

You're out of time, and so are they.

We need to shut this down.

- No.
- Send somebody in there.

We keep listening.

- Liv.
- Keep listening.

"Guess what, girls? Here's
another old, white guy."

I brought hand sanitizer.

Bless your pink little
valedictorian heart.

10 minutes, and then you
interrupt me with a phone call.

Cyrus.

Madam President.

Olivia said you couldn't
field this one?

I thought I was gonna
be tied up all afternoon,

but change of plans, so...

Actually, I'm glad I caught you.

I wanted to thank you for all
your help on the Vargas bill.

That's quite unnecessary,
Madam President.

We are gonna get this
thing passed, you and I.

We are gonna honor Frankie's legacy.

Anyway, I know meeting with
everyone can be a grind.

It can be... but also the job.

Just... thank you.

They told me Luna Vargas
had that heart attack,

and you have been at
my side ever since.

And I just wanted you to know that...

I appreciate it, is all, Cyrus.

Of course, Madam President.

Look at us... working together.

It's a wonder why we
spent so many years

trying to destroy each other,

when all this time we
could've been friends.

Okay!

So, which one of you is planning on

running for president one day?

I like to see those hands.

That makes me very happy.

This is where I was told to stand.

Your assistant wouldn't let me
wait inside your office, so...

I've been trying to call you.

You shouldn't have made Mr.
Pryce wait outside.

- Nice of you to say.
- She should've told you to go home.

But then we would've missed out on

this incredibly public
and awkward exchange.

What are you doing here?

Okay. Now that you ask,

I came to see if you still
wanted your 30 seconds.

Dinner... you and me, tonight.

You came here to ask me out.

No, I came here for a media summit

with the Communications Office.

But since I was in the
neighborhood, I figured...

Yes.

Yes, I came here to ask you out.

You realize it's the
middle of the day?

Well, I wasn't talking
about right now...

but if
you insist on being taken out

for the best meal of your
entire life right this moment,

I suppose I can clear my afternoon.

See? There. You're smiling.

I am, but it's nothing to do with you.

I don't buy that for a second.

I think she was telling the truth.

Madam President, good news.

We got Blackburn.

He's voting yes, which means

as soon as Cyrus flips
Greenwald, we'll be...

Jake, what are you...

You're not the only
one with good news.

We've located our missing spy.

We have?

We have.

Admiral Ballard's team has been
able to pinpoint his location.

He's being held in a compound
near the Turkish border.

That is very good news.

There's a SEAL Team aboard the
USS Alston in the Persian Gulf.

If they start prepping now,
we can stage a rescue, and...

The plan has changed.

Since when?

Rescue takes time. Time
means dead Americans.

But Jake has taken me through
all the possible scenarios...

I'm sure he was very thorough.

So you're killing him?

A surgical strike is the best option.

The only option. -If I could
just have a moment...

You can't, Liv.

You've made your case.
Now Jake's made his.

It will be quick, quiet,
under the radar...

You're killing a man who has
spent his life protecting...

It's what we're doing, Olivia.

Jake, talk to me about
strike logistics.

I want to know exactly how
we're gonna get this done.

Here's some aerial
photographs of the compound.

You'll notice how isolated it is.

Hey.

I need you to do me a favor.

We have helo touchdown.

No chatter on come.

Madam President, the coast is clear.

Take him out.

We're a go. Good luck, gentlemen.

Ms. Pope, I hope you're
here with a case

of that delicious tea your boss
served me yesterday morning.

Otherwise, I have nothing more to say.

And what is this?

I've always been impressed

by the importance of
family in your culture.

Children, parents, it's
the deepest of bonds.

Their success, your children's health,

it's everything to you.

Joshua Stewart... I want him back.

I told you. We don't have him.

That is live feed taken from the
scope of an M96 sniper rifle.

You can stick by your lie,

but you should know the consequences.

Got movement. Guard.

Go, go, go.

Guard down. On me. All right.
Checking. Coming up.

The target's holding
cell is down that hall.

This is my son!

Yes. And that hostage
is someone's father.

We value family, too.

Do you have a clean shot?

Yeah.

But we are bluffing, right, Liv?

We are bluffing?

Liv? Answer me.

Take the shot

in five...

four...

three...

- tw...
- No!

Please. I'll make the call.

Please don't do this.

Please don't hurt my son.

Please.

Is that his cell?

All set?

Go, go, go.

- All clear.
- Clear.

The target is not here.

I repeat... We do not
have eyes on the target.

Where is he?

He must've been moved.

Moved? Where?

Deeper in the compound, maybe...
I see a couple possibilities.

Where have you been?

I'm sorry to interrupt,
Madam President,

- but you need to take this.
- Olivia, if you can't tell,

I'm a little busy at the moment.
Take a message.

It's Ambassador Marashi, Ma'am.

Mr. Ambassador.

Thank you, Mr. Ambassador.

Professor Stewart has
just been delivered

to the United States
embassy, unharmed.

Abort mission.

Repeat... abort mission.

I've thought about your offer.
It makes a lot of sense.

I thought you'd see that.

Unfortunately, your plan
has one significant flaw.

It's wrong.

Come again?

Ask yourself

why was free college part
of the Democrats' platform?

The answer is because it's
what's good for this country.

Diane, America needs this.

And America will get it.

But from the party that
promised it to her all along.

This win can be ours.

Come on, Cy.

What's four years?

It's four years too long is what.

It's four years during which

every highschool
freshman in this country

won't work as hard as they might

if they believed their government

gave a damn about 'em.

Four years of highschool graduates

moving into lowskilled jobs

because they can't afford
to take on student loans.

And, yes, it's four years during
which your granddaughter,

Emily, will finish her
career at Princeton

without worrying for a second

if her family can afford
to keep her there,

after which she'll have
access to opportunities

beyond what any mere
highschool graduate

would even be able to dream of.

The ability to pay for college, Diane,

it's one of the many things

that keeps the rich rich
and everyone else screwed.

But now, right now, we have
the opportunity to fix that.

We have a willing President,
an enthusiastic House,

and enough Senate votes
with your sayso...

to turn this into law.

So like I said, your
offer makes sense,

but it's morally bankrupt.

And if you and your
little cadre of cynics

show up tomorrow and
vote against this bill,

I promise both the President
and your constituents

will hear about how another
fatcat politician

would rather hand the
other side a loss

than give regular Americans a win.

So... how's that for
"taking the long view?"

I love a happy ending.

I love a big, fat paycheck.

Usually the Pryce is right,

but, yes, occasionally
the Pryce is wrong.

And tonight I'm taking the L
I said it couldn't be done,

but I've just got word
that President Grant has

all the votes she needs in
both Houses of Congress.

Every American will have the
chance to go to college.

I got to hand it to her...

That unity ticket she
keeps talking about...

might be more than just ta...

Hey.

May I come in?

No.

Liv, I'm sorry. I Di...

It was wrong of me to go to
Mellie behind your back.

There's no need for you to apologize.

This was my fault.

That is very clear now.

No. No, you were right about the
Professor, and I was wrong.

Obviously I was right about Stewart...
of course.

But that's not what I'm.

You overstepped.

You went around me to Mellie.

That's not about being wrong.

- That's about being too comfortable.
- Wait. I don't know...

I made a mistake with you.

We are very, very good together.

We have a skill.

And... I was weak.

But no matter what,

I never should've let
you back in my bed.

You're sleeping with the boss.

You got comfortable.

You got familiar.

You forgot who I am.

You forgot to be afraid,
and you overstepped.

Wait. Are y...

You're not serious.

Don't worry... It won't
happen ever again.

This is over.

Liv, come on.

Go home to your wife, Admiral Ballard.

- Yes?
- Olivia.

Cyrus didn't take the bait.

Looks like he's Team
Mellie all the way.

The President of Bashran is irate

and is refusing to even
discuss a nuclear treaty

after our military incursion
into his country.

So I've scheduled a call with
the British Prime Minister.

They were at Oxford together.

If anyone can help smooth
this over, it's...

Why don't you call the British
Prime Minister yourself?

Or would you rather put
an earpiece in my ear

and feed me lines?

Mellie...

Here's how this works.

You give me counsel, I make decisions.

You support that
decision no matter your.

No. Actually, that's not at all...

- If you ever cross me again...
- Cross you? I saved you.

If I can't trust you, then...

- This is my office.
- This is not your office.

It belongs to the people,
to the Republic.

This office is sacred.

You don't own it, you lease it...

Four years with an option for renewal.

You protect it, you serve it,

and you don't decide the best
way to do that by yourself.

I didn't.

I listened to your advice, and
I chose a different course.

And now I'm stuck
cleaning up after you,

which is is why I need to
get you on the phone with

- the British Prime Minister.
- I don't care

if this tiny dustup with
Bashran causes World War III.

The only thing I care about right now

is making it crystal clear
that you follow my orders.

You have my back.

You don't sneak around behind it

and freelance after I give an order.

There's three things you
need to know about me

that you should already know, but
I clearly need to reiterate.

One, you do not ignore me.

Because, two, I am right, always.

It's frustrating... get used to it.

And, three, there is only us.

You and me... That's all there is.

We have it all...

the people, the pulpit,

the purse strings,
the guns, all of it.

Everything... ours to deploy
in the defense and betterment

of the people and office we serve.

But the men outside these oval walls?

They want to take it all away from us.

Because they are terrified.

Because they are outraged.

Because they have come
to the realization

that all those centuries
of misogyny and privilege

and status quo are finally over.

That is why you never
listen to a man over me.

Your success as President
is my only agenda.

I, alone, have your back... always!

You want to keep the
barbarians at the gate?

You want to hold these walls?

You want to keep having it all,

reverse the tides of
injustice, redraw the map,

flood the darkness with
light, earn our place,

and make it so that a
woman holding this office

is no longer a novelty but the norm?

Then you have to stop
thinking of me as an employee

and start thinking of me as what I am.

And what is that?

The boss.

Put your faith in me, and me alone,

and you will become a monument.

Ignore me, allow them
to come between us,

and you will become an asterisk.

There's a car waiting outside.

East exit, just beyond those curtains.

It'll take you to the District Hotel.

The bellhop out front
his name is Mike.

Mike works for me.

Mike will give you a key... room 523.

Inside that room, you'll
find a connecting door.

The door will be unlocked.

I'm going to get up now.

Let's give it...

I don't know... 30 seconds?

Then you come.

So, you tell me, which
one do you want to be?

A monument.

I want to be a monument.

Good.