You may be an animal, but I am a monster. And I am much more terrifying than you can ever imagine. And while I respect your position as First Lady, I will do whatever is necessary to make sure things go accordingly. So Mellie, do not ever speak the word defiance in my presence again.

Cyrus

Mellie: He's your husband.
Cyrus: He's a journalist. Inside this building he's a journalist and you know it and you know how I know you know it? Because you're a terrifying political animal who would eat off her own foot if it meant you could get ahead. A trait I respect. But the President is at the G8 in Tokyo and what is the rule when the President is out of the country? All roads...
Mellie: All roads lead to Fitz.

Verna: The stuff we did, it never goes away, does it? Like one big, bloody hospital gown.
Olivia: I prefer to think that anything can be fixed.
Verna: Then you're a fool.

Harrison: Women like a nice restaurant, it's a universal truth.
Huck: Will I need a reservation? It's tomorrow. That's too late to make a reservation.
Harrison: You just hacked into the NSA's mainframe and you don't think you can make yourself a dinner reservation?
Huck: Good point.

Harrison: You want inside or outside.
Abby: Inside.
Harrison: Sure, makes sense, more privacy. Don't want you to sneak away and talk to your new boyfriend.
Abby: I don't have a--
Harrison: You're getting laid.
Abby: Harrison!
Harrison: It's a good thing.

[to Quinn] You'd be surprised what powerful people can get away with behind closed doors.

Olivia

Olivia: Governor, I know this is a terrible time for you and I understand how you feel about me, but if we're going to work together, if I'm going to help you here, you follow my rules. It's up to you. You know what's at stake. You've seen what I can do.
Gov: You're the best. Don't I know it.

We all jumped off the bridge together. Heck, we held hands.

Hollis

Earlier tonight I went out. I went out hard. I drank a lot of whiskey. I wish I could say I didn't enjoy it, that I felt sick to my stomach, couldn't even look at myself in the mirror afterward, but I can't say that. Because it was perfect. And that kind of perfection doesn't make me feel weak. It makes me feel strong. I looked at myself in the mirror and I finally recognized that person I once knew so well. That person who went out all the time, sometimes just for fun. And now that I've seen that person again, I don't know if I could ever go back.

Huck

Quinn: Why is Abby the only one who ever questions Olivia?
Harrison: Come again?
Quinn: Look, I'm trying here, okay, I am. I'm trying to be a team player. I'm trying to be just another associate at Pope and Associates but every time I look at Olivia, I think, this woman saved my life, and she won't tell me how and she won't tell me why. And I know she's done things for all of us, fixed all of us, but no one asks her any questions. We all just do whatever she says, and doesn't that ever bother you?
Harrison: You know what I think about when I look at Olivia? My bookkeeping degree. That's what you do, right, when you spend eight years in federal prison? That's what I was facing for insider trading. Eight years of my life wasted if she hadn't saved me. So the way I see it, Liv's a good person. And if a good person has to do something bad for the right reasons, I'm down with that. So i don't want to know the how's. I don't want to know the why's. I just want to come to work every day thankful that I didn't have to earn a bookkeeping degree.

Huck: Don't do it.
Peter: Excuse me?
Huck: Wherever you're going after you drop your wife at the hotel, the hardware store, the gun shop, the safe in the back of your closet, don't go there. Don't do it. It's not worth it. He's not worth it. It will feel good for a few seconds, but then it will eat at you for the rest of your life.

Fitz: You go your way, I'll go mine. I'm married. I have children. I can't do this. It's not fair to you, or to me, or to Mellie, or to the country. I have to be responsible. Right?
Olivia: Right.

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