You moron. You child. When are you going to learn? The finest minds of our government have told you what needs to happen and still! I built you from the ground up. From the ground up! You are all that I have to show. I made you a warrior. I made you a king! I made you a leader of men and THIS? This is what you leave me with? No! NO! I'm done. I quit! And you can take your flowers and daisies, and your "love conquers all" and your hope, and you can choke on it because I don't work here anymore.

Red? Re-e-e-e-e-d. I'm not interested anymore. Say less words.

Cyrus: Ironic, isn't it?
Olivia: What?
Cyrus: It's always the ones closest to us, the ones who say they care. They're the ones who do the most damage.

Cyrus: Is it a date? Who is he?
Olivia: You wouldn't know him. I don't even know if I know him. There's something not quite right there, but I'm going with it because God knows when it comes to men my instincts haven't exactly served me well, so I'm jumping. This is me jumping.
Cyrus: Why is everyone cheating on me?

Olivia: I'm done with him, Cy.
Cyrus: Done done or heavy phone breathing done?

Fitz: Would she forgive me if she knew?
Cyrus: There are things we don't tell them. Things we bury. Things we hide. That's the job. You did something, sir. It doesn't mean you don't deserve to be happy.

Cyrus: You're evil.
Mellie: You're welcome.

[to Olivia] The love of your life is a red-handed, cold-blooded killer. That is what you're dealing with. That is who you love.

Olivia: Cyrus?
Cyrus: I'll be there in 20. I was thinking a nice Napa red with a side of Stovetop popcorn. We'll go old school tonight?

Mellie: They want to go public.
Cyrus: Aren't you part of 'they' now? One-third of some secret, unholy political trinity.

[to James] I'm standing here in my underwear and without my soul and I'm asking you what happens now.

Cyrus: Why are you calling, Mr. President.
Fitz: I killed Verna Thornton.