Rowan: You're not looking for justice, Mr. President. You're looking for a head served on a platter.
Fitz: Are you saying you can get that for me?
Rowan: I may not be your friend, Mr. President, but I am a father. I know what I would do if someone hurt my child. Yes, I will get that for you.

Olivia: How did we get like this? When did we stop being people?
Cyrus: Were we ever people? Or did serving at the pleasure of the President just help us to shed our pesky skins and unmask us as the monsters we really are?

Olivia: We're going to win the election now. They lost their child. America will rally behind them.
Cyrus: We're going to win. I hadn't really thought about it.
Olivia: I did. A child is dead and that's the first thing that popped into my head.
Cyrus: I was going to let that church blow up with everyone in it.

[to Olivia] That man hurts you. He uses you. And he will throw you away when he's done with you. I just wanted to give you the chance to be free. To be happy.

Maya

[to Fitz] I wouldn't want you if, knowing what you know, you left her now.

Olivia

Leo: Any words of advice?
Cyrus: Nope. Well, maybe. Try and protect your soul if you still have one. It's futile, but you should still try.

Liv, I am going to marry you. We are going to have babies. Two babies, I think.

Fitz

Jake: Rosen, I killed three people right in front of you. I am not a good guy.
David: Deep down, I think you are.

I do not like him, but Olivia, I do love you, and I want you to have everything, everything you deserve. So when I say I wish I could help, I do wish I could help. I wish I could help you.

Rowan

Olivia: We're gonna lose the election on Tuesday.
Cyrus: Let's be honest. We lost the election today.

Huck: It wasn't safe.
Quinn: It was safer than bringing along two bickering little bitches. What do you want Huck?

Fitz: I've been a bad boy.
Olivia: Don't be cute. You're putting yourself and everyone else in this auditorium at risk.
Fitz: The Secret Service went over every inch of this building with a fine-tooth comb.
Olivia: I'm trying to save your life.
Mellie: If we're going to die can we do it now so I don't have to listen to you two?

Scandal Quotes

Abby: What happens to you happens to me. I'm good at my job, Leo. I am a lion up there. I own that room. I work for it. I give a strong briefing. And they write about that. They cover the news and there are articles about how well I do at my job. But they also write about me. If I wear lipstick, I'm dolled up. If I don't, I've let myself go. They wonder if I'm trying to bring dresses back and they don't like it when I repeat outfits even though I'm on a government salary. They discuss my hair color. There are anonymous blogs that say I'm too skinny. They have a running joke that I'm on a hunger strike until I'm liberated by the Democrats!
Leo: Abby--
Abby: They also write about you. Every article that comes out about me has your name somewhere in it because apparently there's this rule that in order to write about me they also have to report to the world that there's a man who wants me. My work, my accomplishments, my awards, I stand at the most powerful podium in the world, but a story about me ain't a story unless they report on the fact that I am the girlfriend of 'D.C. fixer Leo Bergen' like it validates me, gives me an identity, a definition. They can't fathom the concept that my life doesn't revolve around you. My life doesn't revolve anywhere near you. It's horrifying. 'Property of Leo Bergen.' Tell me, Leo, when they write about you do they report on your clothes? Do they write about your thighs? There is a difference. There is. So what happens to you happens to me, which is why I'm writing a letter of resignation. Are we done?

I am not a toy that you can play with when you're bored or lonely or horny. I am not the girl the guy gets at the end of the movie. I am not a fantasy. If you want me, earn me! Until then, we are done.

Olivia