David: Gladiators in helmets, right?
Fitz: But you do love him.
Cyrus: Of course.
Fitz: Don't give up on him. If you love him. Just don't give up.
Jake: You are never home.
Olivia: I'm working.
Jake: So am I.
You're not their father anymore. And you're not Fitz anymore. You know who you are? You know who you've become? You're Big Jerry. You're your father. Everybody in this White House, Cyrus and me included, tiptoe around trying to figure out how to get on your good side. But you don't have a good side. You've turned into your father. So, you should understand how your children feel considering how much you hated your dad. They didn't want to come and so I told them they didn't have to. Deal with it. Put another glass of scotch on top of it and just deal with it.Mellie
Jake: You still thinking about him?
Jake: Goodnight, Olivia.
Olivia: Goodnight, Jake.
You don't know me. I might be the worst guy in the world. Or I might be the best. Whoever I am, I like you. I like you a lot. I like how you say 'what' when you answer the phone. How you always seem to be wearing white. How wine seems to be a food group for you. I like that you know who you are and that you fix everyone around you. But you seem sad to me, Olivia. I like you, but you seem sad. And if you let me maybe I can help you not be so sad, because whatever happened to you, whoever happened to you, already happened. It's done. So maybe I can help yous tart fresh. Maybe I'm your do-over. You deserve a do-over. So close your eyes. Close. Your. Eyes.Jake
Olivia: I have a lot of work to do and I'm tired and I just--
Jake: You are afraid. Of me. Of the unknown. Of what this is.
Cyrus: Is it a date? Who is he?
Olivia: You wouldn't know him. I don't even know if I know him. There's something not quite right there, but I'm going with it because God knows when it comes to men my instincts haven't exactly served me well, so I'm jumping. This is me jumping.
Cyrus: Why is everyone cheating on me?
Cyrus: I'll be there in 20. I was thinking a nice Napa red with a side of Stovetop popcorn. We'll go old school tonight?
[to Fitz] I'm saying the right side and the wrong side are determined not by me and not by you but by history. History makes the heroes and the villains, sir. You and I? We're just players.Cyrus
Olivia: Cyrus, I can't talk.
Cyrus: Why not?
Olivia: Because Hollis Doyle's daughter has been kidnapped.
Harrison: Hey Liv, let me ask you a question. Why are we helping Doyle? Why is the devil our client?
Olivia: Because even the devil loves his kids.