Jake: Say the word. I will stop trying to find your father. We can pack up and leave all of this behind. We can close Pandora's box and go back to the sun.
Olivia: The sun went down a long time ago, and it's not coming back up.

I was in the closet for 40 years. I spent four decades having sex with women, between the thighs of women, which I for one never enjoyed or quite understood. And that whole time I only ever slept with two men. One of them was the love of my life. The other was a prostitute, which was admittedly a terrible decision on my part.

Cyrus

[to Michael] You are now the most famous gay hooker in gay hooker history. You could write a book. Sell it to Hollywood. Play yourself in the porn version, "Inside Cyrus Beene."

Cyrus

Elizabeth: There's a special place in Hell for women who don't support other women.
Olivia: There's a special place in Hell for women who spout that tired quote to justify their bad behavior.

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.

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.

[to Fitz and Jake] Shut up! We don't have time for this. You said we can't just wave a shiny object and expect him to come running. You're wrong. I'm the shiny object and my father WILL come running.

Olivia

Jake: You could let me rot in here. Be easy. Solve all your problems. I mean, I did tell him that you loved me too, but I was just messing with his head. All you have to do is just turn your head and then you and that Fitz guy can just dance off into the sun.
Olivia: Don't ever talk about me and the sun and another man again. Don't ever do that. Okay?

[to Olivia] Clients are plenty. Friends are few. Your friend is asking for help.

Cyrus

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.

Fitz: Look, Jake...
Jake: Captain Ballard. Jake is what my friends call me. You're not my friend, Mr. President. Friends don't put you in prison for crimes you didn't commit. They don't refuse to hear you when you're telling them the truth. They don't hit you when you can't hit back. So when you refer to me from this point forward it will be as Captain Ballard, is that understood?

So now I'm innocent is what you're telling me? Good. Pleased to hear that. Should we each take turns hugging or how does this work exactly?

Jake