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Jake: Are you summoning me?
Jake: You cannot summon me.
Olivia: Get over here.
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Mellie: It's not the same. My child, your husband. It's not the same.
Cyrus: I keep hearing that. The loss of a child is greater. I resent that, never having lost a child. I resent having to feel like losing the love of my life, the only someone who ever made me feel like I was truly me, is less of a loss, is smaller than your loss. I am now broken. I'm not me. I'm forever changed. I'm undone. A broken heart is a broken heart. To take a measure is cruelty.
Let's face it, baby. This is all about you. This is the Fitzgerald Grant show starring Fitzgerald Grant. And you just want me to play my part as the costar, the dutiful wife, who smiles and acts proud of you and doesn't eat chicken or wear sweatpants or hang out on graves.Mellie
Sorry to be such a bastard, Liv.Cyrus
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Cyrus: You could call a friend.
Olivia: Are we? Still friends?
Cyrus: I need a favor.
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Are we gladiators or are we bitches?Olivia
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Abby: Are we really going there again?
David: Oh we never left there. You work for the Death Star.
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You really want to pretend we don't all know how this movie ends? It's not going to be a surprise, Sir. It's rather predictable, really, she's Olivia. You're Fitz. At a certain point in time, the two of you are going to find yourselves together in the same room. The ancipation relentless, isn't it? We all know what happens next. We've seen this movie a hundred times.Cyrus
We both know it's not my turn anymore. We both know we're not standing in the sun. We both know you're standing in the shade of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. As long as we're back, it's his turn, despite the fact that I'm the one you like to ride. That I'm the one who makes you moan. The one who reaches you in places that he can't begin to touch. Isn't that right?Jake
[to Olivia] Hoping is bad for Randy, so do not come back here unless you are back for good.Huck
Olivia: How do I choose the box to bury my friend in?
Jake: There's no wrong choice. You just pick.
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[to Rowan Pope] I can never tell if you're lying. I can never trust my gut when it comes to you.Olivia