I can't have a baby with you. Because I already have a baby and his name is Fitzgerald Grant. And my baby is troubled and angry and exhausting, and brilliant and he might actually change the world if I can keep my eyes on him every minute and make sure he eats his vegetables and so I don't have time or the energy or extra space in my soul for another baby, James. I'm sorry. I don't. I can't. I don't have it in me to take care of someone else. Because I'm busy taking care of the United States of America.

Cyrus

Mellie: I'd like you to forgive me. I've forgiven you. We can't do this, live in a perpetual war zone. We were never...but we were always partners. And we were always friends. I know you hate me. I know you don't even want to be in the same room with me. But somewhere, in here, is the girl you got under a blanket with on Oregon Street. I am still the girl who kept you warm and you have to forgive me. Tell me what to do and I will do it. But you have to forgive me.
Fitz: I forgive you, okay? You're forgiven.

What you want is 15 Christmases on December 25th, 15 birthdays, 15 years of sleeping next to him and waking up with him. You want anniversary dinners, you want parent-teacher conferences, and school plays. You want fights over whose turn it is to wash the dishes and walk the dog. What you want, what you've always wanted, is to be part of his life. Now he's gone you want to be part of his legacy. But you aren't and you never were. And I can get you six million dollars to try and fix how much that hurts, but that is all that I can do.

Olivia

You thought the two of you were partners. You thought the problems in your marriage were solvable. You thought 'for better or worse' meant something. You thought no matter what he'd be faithful. Nancy, right now, you are angry, right now you feel betrayed, but here's the thing. You are his partner. You are his wife. Some mistress doesn't change that. He made a mistake. You have to forgive him for it. You weren't wrong about him. You were just stronger than he was. And he is not a monster. He's the man you fell in love with. You have to bury the man that you married. Somewhere in all the cheating, Nancy, is the man that you married. Be his wife, right to the end. Be his wife.

Mellie

Fitz: What do you want me to do, Liv? Tell me what to do and I'll do it.
Olivia: Let me go.
Fitz: Anything but that.

Fitz: I want a resignation letter in the morning. You've been wanting to spend more time with your family. People still buy that one, right?
Cyrus: Yeah, well, I plan to use it someday.

Huck: This is where they took you.
Quinn: Yeah.
Huck: No, I mean, this is where they took you. Lindsay Dwyer. When they do something like that you can't go back. They said seven people died in that explosion. They were wrong. It was eight. Let's go home.

You just expect me to bend the law for you once again out of blind faith and admiration. You pour a good bourbon, Olivia, but so does the dive bar down the street.

David

Fitz: Can we skip to the end?
Mellie: Excuse me?
Fitz: You come in, I hear how I'm failing you, I yell, you yell, I feel guilty for yelling at the mother of my children, I apologize, you're cold, and then you leave. Can we skip right to you leaving?

Olivia: Huck, what are you going to need to take care of this?
Huck: Uh, latex gloves, a 24-inch bonesaw, a skull chisel, an industrial meat cleaver, 3 dozen heavy duty trash bags, 10 bath towels, a 30 foot roll of plastic wrap, and two black coffees, extra tall. It's gonna be a long day.
Olivia: I want you to move him, not dispose of him.
Huck: Oh.

Being on the short list is not like winning. Winning is like winning.

Cyrus

Quinn: You saved my life, I get that, but I still don't know how, or why, and until then I might as well still be wearing that freaking orange jumpsuit.
Olivia: You want answers, fine, you'll get them. But you have to trust me when I tell you that it's in your own best interest that you don't have every piece of the puzzle right now.

Scandal Season 2 Episode 2 Quotes

Olivia: How are you?
Fitz: I'm serving out my sentence in the crown jewel of the American prison system. How are you?

Olivia: I'm saying 23 hardworking Americans are staying late at night so you can call me.
Fitz: You want me to hang up?