Jake: Run away with me Liv, save me.
Olivia: Take advantage of me Jake.

They're all murderers. Reston, Sally, Fitz, the presidential debate it's literally murderer's row. No matter who gets elected, they're all murderers.

Jake: It's unfortunate. Life is unfortunate. Random. Coincidental. Bad things happen to good people all the time.
Olivia: No, you make bad things happen to good people.

Rowan: What?
Olivia: You could say hello.
Rowan: Hello, Olivia. What do you want?

Can you just be, I don't know, nice for a minute, to me? Can you be a dad? Normal, kind, regular dad, for just a few seconds for me, please? I'm asking here, really asking, because I really need it. I need my dad.

Olivia: Andrew, the last thing this campaign needs is another sex scandal. Stay away from her.
Andrew: Glass houses, Olivia.

Olivia: Tell me we're not the help, Cyrus, that I am not some maid with a mop in my hand cleaning up messes whenever they ring the bell. If you can do that for me--
Cyrus: I'd be lying.

Jake: I wish you'd just stood in the sun with me.
Olivia: Sometimes I wish that, too.

I know we haven't had a lot to celebrate here in the last few months. Sometimes it seems that the battles weren't winnable or at least not worth the blood spilled fighting them. But then a moment like this comes around and it makes you feel like it's all worth it. That we're finally stepping back into the light.

Jake: That wasn't you handling me, that was us.
Olivia: I don't know what you expect me to say.

Jake: Tell me.
Olivia: I love him. Fitz. I love him. And I felt something with you last night and that feels like betrayal.
Jake: It feels like a first step.

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?