Olivia: You're not leaving. You were never leaving. You can never leave me alone because you have no place to go. The only life you have is the sad, twisted one you built here. The one where you lurk int he shadows, pull puppet strings, and pretend the world couldn't exist without your protection. You can't disappear, become a normal person, because Dad, you are not normal. You are a sick, lonely man who only knows how to lie and call it love.
Rowan: Could you be more ungrateful? You're my flesh. There would be no Olivia Pope if not for me.

Rowan: I haven't been a perfect father, Olivia. I know that. I want you to know that I know that.
Olivia: You don't need to say this...
Rowan: I do. I want you to know that I've always wanted the best for you. I've wanted you to be the best because to me you always were. I didn't have a role model for how to be a dad and I stumbled. I know that. I got angry when I shouldn't have and I focused too much on how you did rather than how you were doing it. I didn't say enough how important it was to me when you were trying, when you were struggling. Because it was. Because I should've understood because that's what I was doing. Trying. And struggling. I tried.

Olivia: I wasn't aware we were on speaking terms, Dad, let alone ahving dinner.
Rowan: We are family, Olivia. Families fight. That's what they do. That doesn't mean you stop calling. That doesn't mean you stop showing up for dinner. When we fight, we forgive and forget.

Need I really remind you after all this time soldier, you can't take command. Command takes you.

I can do things that cannot be done Mr. President. I owe it to you. I taught him, I trained him, he strayed, let me discipline my dog.

[to Olivia] I just wanted you to be happy. That's all I ever wanted.

Olivia: What if I'm supposed to be saving him right now instead of sitting here drinking wine with you?
Rowan: Olivia, what could possibly have happened to a man like Jake?

Rowan: There's something about Jake that reminds me of myself at his age. I must admit that I wasn't the best at respecting the schedule of others, especially when the others were...lady friends.
Olivia: Okay, done.
Rowan: Sometimes you have to let a young lion roam free...
Olivia: So done!

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Olivia: Do we talk about this stuff? Let's not talk about this stuff. Even if we were normal...
Rowan: We're normal.
Olivia: In what context are we normal?
Rowan: We're not normal...
Olivia: Even if we were, normal people don't talk about...normal fathers and daughters don't...

Rowan: You drank a whole bottle of the cheap stuff by yourself.
Olivia: It's not cheap, it just not snobby.

[to Tom] When I say bring me the head of John the Baptist, I expect the head of John the Baptist. I do not expect excuses. Not from my golden boy.

Rowan: Re-entry is always hard. You emerged from deep cover. I mean, it wasn't covert ops. You weren't a spy. But I know the feeling. I know it very well. You come back, you re-enter to find the world kept spinning without you. You go to the places you used to go and you see the people you used to see and it's like something is missing. But really, everything is missing. Somehow everything is different. Everything is...
Olivia: Colder. Everything is colder.