Mellie: So… you threaten them?
Liz: It’s harmless arm twisting.
Olivia: You’re not bleeding on my sheets again, are you?
Fitz: Liv, come here. Come here.
Olivia: I wanted this. I needed this.
Fitz: You deserve this.
Olivia: Goodnight, Fitz.
Fitz: Night, Liv.
Mellie: What are the options?
Olivia: Senator, there are no options.
Fitz: I said go.
Quinn: Fine, you dumb old drunk.
I am not outing someone else's husband. You of all people should understand why. Have I made myself clear, honey?Mellie
Fitz: How's Marcus Walker?
Fitz: Are you screwing him?
Oh, my god. Shoot her.Abby
Fitz: I left Mellie.
Fitz: Where are you going?
Olivia: A date.
Since you're here, why don't you make yourself useful and help me make some calls?Olivia
Hollis: I'm proposing another vote. Yes, we rig this thing, or no.
Liv: No. We are not fixing the election. Yes, the race is tight, but we can do this. Fitz can do this.
I don't know anything about them.
Except for the fact they used your dad to kill the President of the United States.