Cyrus: Now you listen to me.
David: No, you listen to me. I may not have the Cytron card anymore, but I do have my conscience. And there's a hell of a lot of noise I can make if I don't think you're worthy of the moral sacrifice I made.

Olivia Pope. The gift that keeps on giving.

This is a Greek tragedy in the making. Winged mistresses flying too close to the sun.

James: You’re a shameless monster.
Cyrus: Who loves you dearly!

Mellie: I just don't understand why I have to apologize for his affair.
Cyrus: Because that's how it works.

Mellie: I'd say this is a new low.
Cyrus: Not for me.

Cyrus: You're worried about James cheating on me? That's...oddly sweet.
Mellie: Once you open that door, Cyrus, you cannot close it again. It changes you. Changes everything.
Cyrus: My husband's not your husband, Mellie.

We are the devil. I am actually the devil...you should have seen me handle it. There's a dead closeted hillbilly on the floor and there I am, 'give me your sin, Sally', without blinking. The devil is at the top of his game.

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

Cyrus: I'll give you exactly one second to get your feet off my desk.
Leo: Or what?
Cyrus: Or I'll cut 'em off and shove 'em down your throat.
Leo: I'm a size 11 1/2. I seriously doubt my feet would fit down my throat.
Cyrus: I'm not talking about your feet you baby-faced twit. I'm talking about your balls. Have they even dropped yet? Will you miss them when they're gone?

[to James] Girls like to be kissed first, right? Romance them a little before you dive right into their pants.

Yes, I am currently on the outside looking in. My nose is pressed up to the glass of life right now. And I want to thank you for that. I do. Because you know, it reminded me never to let my guard down. Not when something Mellie this way comes. So don't you worry about me. I will once again be his warrior. I will once again sit at the right hand of the father. I'm on it, my guard is up, and as a friend of mine likes to say, 'it's handled.'