I need you to find out what kind of relationship
- Jake Ballard has with Olivia Pope. - Consider it done.
Previously on "Scandal"...
You are a liar!
You wanted to know who I am? This is who I am.
Defiance is who I am.
I'm moving across the street into Blair house.
Don't worry. We'll take the tunnels.
No one will see us. No one even needs to know what's happening.
- Do you still love me? - I do.
But I can't do this anymore.
(Door slams)
(Water lapping)
(Water splashes) (Exhales)
Well...someone went to summer camp.
(Water splashes)
There are laws against stalking.
- I am here to protect you. - From who? You?
Because you're the one who has been secretly filming me.
Someone broke into your apartment...
You're the one that put me in the hospital.
- With the intention of killing you.
If I need protection from anyone, it's you!
I understand that you may not want to see me,
but I cannot leave your sight. I am here on orders.
- Orders? - Military orders. I am a naval officer.
The President of the United States is my commander-in-chief,
and he has ordered me to ensure your safety. (Laughs)
Were I to disobey his orders, I would face...
(Dialing) Court-martial and jail...
- Mm-hmm. - And possibly charges of treason as well.
This is Olivia Pope calling for the President.
Yes. Thank you!
- Good morning, Olivia. - Call off your puppy.
(Scoffs) I'd take pit bull or rottweiler,
but puppy? Come on, that's low.
- No. - No?
No. I want you safe. (Closes door)
Your having me tailed by one of your boys
isn't going to help with you and me.
- You get that, right? - Mellie moved out.
She's living at Blair house.
I want Jake Ballard gone!
You don't want to talk about the fact that my wife moved out
and I'm alone at the White House?
No, I don't, because that has nothing to do with me.
Then I don't want to talk about Jake Ballard.
You cannot have me followed everywhere I go.
- Yes, I can. - No, you can't.
- Yes, I can. - No, you ca... You know what?
This conversation is over. Good-bye. (Chuckles) (Cell phone beeps)
(Sets phone down) (Cell phone rings)
(Sighs softly)
(Cell phone beeps) Yes, sir?
Yes.
Yes, sir.
Of course, sir.
I don't think that'll be necessary, sir.
Well, yes.
Yes, sir. I will keep you informed.
Thank you, Mr. President.
(Cell phone beeps)
- Well? - Well, what?
What did he say?
He said that if you don't let me protect you,
he will have the U.S. attorney obtain
a material witness warrant
and have you taken into custody and put in a cell,
- where you will be safe from harm. - Ugh!
(Sighs)
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We need to put out a blanket statement
that Teddy's come down with chicken pox
- and the President has never been exposed. - He hasn't?
I don't know! Just say it!
And that's why the First Lady is at Blair house.
She's nursing her baby son back from the brink
of an infectious disease with her own two hands.
(Sighs) (Sets papers down)
Wh-why are you here?
Because something amazing has happened.
That's wonderful, James.
Can we move the N.A.A.C.P. luncheon to next week?
Hopefully Mellie will be able to make it by then.
I think so, if we push the future farmers of America.
- Cyrus, you're not listening to me! - I'm listening.
That's amazing. Push it.
(Phone ringing) BNC offered me a job... Out of the blue.
They want me to be on-air talent.
On the air. On the airwaves!
On television! Me! And I know we had a deal.
I know I said I'd stay home with the baby,
and I have a line on a highly overqualified nanny.
(Phone ringing) And I'll be home for bath time every day.
I could be the next Anderson Cooper. (Ringing continues)
Because, come on, I could be the next Anderson Cooper.
(Ringing continues) Don't you think? Cy?
- Fine. - Fine?
Mr. Beene, that's Emily's list calling for Mrs. Grant.
(Ringing continues) Fine, James. Fine.
Go on tv.
(Ring, receiver clatters) Lillian!
Surprise. It's me... Cyrus Beene.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Harrison) That's him.
Baseball cap. Same guy I saw at the hospital.
(David) All I see is ear.
He knew where the cameras were. Never showed his face.
Guy who gets to Huck and works for albatross...
No way he lets himself get caught on camera.
Maybe if we zoom in.
(David) We can see how an ear works. (Keys click)
Is there another angle? Another camera?
A secret camera we could hack into?
I don't know. I'm not Huck.
I've been poring over this stuff for two days...
Every camera, every angle. It's... this is all we've got.
- An ear. - Can I help?
- Welcome back. - We were just looking over the footage from that night.
- We didn't want to bother you while you were... - Shaking off the crazy.
- It's true. - Play it.
(Taps key)
That's Charlie. (Taps key)
- How do you know? - That's his ear.
(Sighs)
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
Please pass on my regards to your wife.
I will. (Breathes deeply)
(Lowered voice) You need to talk to her.
Saying she's quarantined herself with Teddy
buys us some time, but not enough,
not if she's going to drag this out,
and it seems that she is.
She needs to be gone to and pleaded with.
- No. - Sir...
(Lowered voice) When a child throws a tantrum,
you don't indulge them. You ignore them.
You call their bluff.
(Normal voice) Welcome to the White House.
(Lowered voice) I'm calling Mellie's bluff, Cy.
Believe me, she'll blink.
(Normal voice) Mrs. Okur.
(Speaking indistinctly)
(Sighs) (Cyrus) I'm asking you to be an adult!
Stop holding your breath, quit stomping your feet!
It's time to pick up your toys like a good girl
and act like the First Lady of the United States of America.
I am the child? I am not the one
stealing the car to go make out with my girlfriend.
Because it's not working! It's not going to work!
He's not backing down on this.
Neither am I.
Rachel? Can you come in for a minute?
You called Gayle Hudson at BNC, right?
Yes, ma'am. Then we're all set up for tomorrow night, prime time?
Thank you, Rachel. (Exhales)
Tell Fitz he has 36 hours to convince me,
in person, that he regrets
the unfortunate choices he's made
and truly wants to recommit himself
to his wife and children.
If he doesn't, he will have the pleasure
of seeing the First Lady of the United States
call her husband a whore-loving bastard on national television.
You wouldn't.
Call my bluff, Cy. I dare you.
36 hours, Cy.
(Elevator bell dings)
I've never seen where you work. It's nice.
- Lots of character. - Stay out of my way,
out of my business, and out of my office!
(Sighs) (Cell phone rings)
Yes, Cyrus?
How involved are you with Fitz right now?
Excuse me? Have you seen him?
Are you seeing him? Do you plan to see him?
Or are you just doing the heavy breathing
phone routine these days?
Cyrus... Mellie's not playing this time, Liv.
She's at Blair house.
She packed her bags and she's left.
She's going to announce to the world
that her somewhat high-profile husband
is, in fact, a philandering cad.
And for some reason, I seem to be the only one around here
taking her threat seriously. I'm done with him, Cy.
Done done or heavy phone breathing done?
Done. I'm not gonna meddle in his life,
and I'm certainly not going to meddle in his marriage. (Cell phone beeps)
(Exhales)
(Whispering) Shh.
What?
(Door closes) What are you all whispering about?
- We weren't whispering. - You were.
You were huddled and whispering.
What... (Laughs)
Someone speak.
Please.
I will stand here all day if I have to.
(Sighs)
Huck looked into surveillance footage
and I.D.'d the guy.
It was Charlie.
My Charlie. Cyrus' Charlie.
He attacked me. And he broke into your apartment.
- You're suggesting... - We think Cyrus Beene may be the mole.
(Button clicks)
(Breathes deeply)
(Beep)
Chief?
I think I've got all the proof we need.
(Cyrus) Hold on to it.
I don't want to use it unless we have to.
(Beep) (Sighs)
Are you sure it was Charlie, Huck?
He knew what that box would do to me.
He's seen it firsthand.
So I'm supposed to believe that the man
who broke into my apartment,
a man who was presumably there to kill me...
Was sent there by your buddy.
He's one of the few people in Washington
who has access to the files that we found on Wendy's hard drive.
It explains why he got so mad when you told him
Osborne was framed.
And why he refused to pass the info to the President.
Does Charlie have other clients?
Clients who access to those kinds of files? I doubt it.
Find out. This is one of my best friends.
(Harrison scoffs) I've known him since...
I have known him a long time!
If I'm going to accuse him of betraying his country,
of being the mole, of being Albatross,
I want to be sure, I have to be sure,
and so do you,
especially considering the last man we wrongly accused
ended up dead.
(Sighs)
This is, uh, Charlie. He's a... uh...
Let's just start with Charlie's last name.
Charlie's not his real name.
Was he on file at the FBI, the CIA?
Maybe we can link his alias...
No, that's won't... He's too good.
- How well do you know him? - Uh, well, and also not well.
- Have you ever been to his place? - Uh...
(Drill whirring) A while ago.
- Where? - Uh, 20th and Biltmore.
Sure. A nice fella. Quiet. Paid on time.
"Paid"? So he's gone.
Left a year ago, June.
Did he pay via check or wire transfer?
Cashier's check, first of the month.
- What else do you know about Charlie? - We just need the simple stuff...
Baseball or football? Vodka or bourbon?
- What does he do? What does he like? - He likes, uh, killing.
Elevator! Anything else, Huck?
- He likes sugar. - Sugar?
Uh, sugar... pastries, doughnuts,
bear claws, Danish, those cinnamon pull-apart things.
Charlie the killer likes breakfast pastries?
All right, we can work with that.
Who's got the best pastries in town?
You'll destroy evidence without thinking twice
but cutting in line is outside your comfort zone?
- It's no way to make friends. - Why are we making friends?
- Next! - (Sighs) I am so excited to finally be here.
My friend Charlie has been raving about this place.
Oh. I can't remember what he orders, though.
You... he told me not to miss out on the... (Scoffs)
Oh, shoot. Uh... You know him, right?
Oh, sure. Comes in every Thursday about 6:00.
- Two dozen cannoli. - Cannoli it is. We'll take a dozen.
Every Thursday.
When you don't have a badge, you gotta make friends.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
So we'll just wait till Thursday.
He'll come back to the bakery. That's three days away.
Three more days for Charlie to take another shot at your life.
Or skip town, if he hasn't already.
Huck, any chance we can trace his phone?
No way. He's too good, too careful.
What if we had the phone of someone who called Charlie?
Would that help?
Well, I could check the records, look for patterns.
Could help narrow locations.
Because we all know one person who called Charlie.
- Probably a lot. - On his personal cell phone.
Which wouldn't be heavily protected
like his White House line.
We're not hacking into Cyrus' phone.
It's a gross invasion of privacy.
And he's your best friend.
Your best friend who maybe betrayed his country
and tried to kill you?
Do it.
(Typing)
It's more than a tantrum, sir. She's digging in.
- Sir, I need you to focus on this. - I'm running a country.
You won't be running a country if you don't do something
about the incoming nuclear winter that is your wife.
- Cyrus... - Humor me. Humor me.
Save an old man with high blood pressure
from an unnecessary stroke.
Mellie graduated top of our class in law school.
She is brilliant. She is focused.
She is logical.
- Above all, she's ambitious. - Sir.
Whet her appetite.
Take our your magic ball
and show her her bright, bright future.
Okay. (Sighs)
Cyrus.
Mellie's also stubborn. When I was a young man,
I thought of owning a bookstore.
Explain the concept of mutual assured destruction to her.
(Door opens)
(Door closes)
(Exhales)
(Receiver clatters)
(Ring, beep) What?
I need to see you.
No.
Come here to the White House right now.
- No. - Fine.
- I'll come to you. - What?
It's rush hour, but depending on how long it takes
Tom and Hal to pull the car around,
I could be in your office in ten minutes.
Are all of your people still there?
Tell them to stick around. I'd love to say hello.
You know I'm supposed to be in uniform
when I go to the White House.
You're trying to get me in trouble, aren't you?
(Olivia sighs) Miss Pope.
- Is he in there? - Yes, but...
- Is he alone? - I'll tell him you're here.
Ma'am. (Sighs)
- Good job. (Fitz) - It's okay, Daniel.
What?!
(Breathes unevenly)
Why don't you have a seat?
- What do you want? - Sit down.
- No. - Sit down, Olivia.
I am busy. I have a job. I have people who count on me.
I don't have time to come running down to the White House
at your beck and call
like you're the only one who's important.
- Sitting down is not happening, so what do you want? - You.
- (Sighs) Good-bye, Mr. President. - Oh, come on!
You do not summon me!
You do not walk away from me!
(Sighs)
(Breathing unevenly) I'm done.
I told you I was done. We're over.
We're not over. We're not ever... (Exhales sharply)
gonna be over. I am never going to be over you.
Your wife is at Blair house, and she is about to explode.
Your political career... You'll never get re-elected
if you don't get her back.
Your time as President will be over,
and you're worried about getting your mistress back?!
How many times
do I need to tell you that you're more than that?
Come back to me. Forgive me.
- I love you. - Please stop.
Please stop getting my hopes up.
- Just stop! - I can't stop. I won't.
(Sighs) Olivia.
I am not a toy 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.
(Door slams)
That sounded heavy. Not that I could hear
what you were saying exactly,
but I don't think I've ever heard anyone raise their voice
to the President of the United States before,
- so whatever it was... - Leave me alone.
Olivia, what's wrong?
I need a second alone. I just... please.
(Indistinct conversations)
Okay.
(Inhales and exhales deeply)
(Breathes unevenly)
(Sighs)
(Exhales)
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
You come back, continue your duties
as First Lady and support the President
through the re-election campaign,
and then you get an issue all to yourself.
A big one... immigration, gun violence.
You name it. You take that issue.
Own that issue, and pass a bill.
And in your final year as First Lady,
we launch your career
with the full support of a successful President
and the backing of his vast political machine.
With that kind of profile, that level of success,
you'd win a senate seat in a landslide.
But I'd consider governor of California, if I were you.
Better springboard to the White House.
To run as an outsider who knows the ropes,
who's handled big issues in a big state.
(Rustles papers) It's not enough. It's not what I asked for.
Take this deal.
Or else...
Or else what?
Flip the page.
It's blank.
'Cause that's how much political capital you'll have.
- Oh... - After the whisper campaign we'll start within the party
about how you were complicit with the President's affair,
about how you were frigid and a closeted lesbian,
about how you tore the President down
for your own political gain.
It'll be dirty and false and relentless.
And by the time we're done, the pac money
will slow to a trickle, and you won't have
so much as a frenemy left inside the beltway.
(Exhales)
Olivia Pope just left my husband's office.
(Chuckles softly)
I have as many friends over there as you do.
I want what I asked for.
Nothing less.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
Anything else tonight, sir?
Mr. Beene?
I'd stay, but it's my granddaughter's piano recital.
Remember?
I'll ask one of the other secretaries
to look in on you, see if you want dinner.
You've gotten through worse.
Huck?
(Exhales) I have to talk to you.
Okay.
(Door closes) Uh...
Charlie k-killed Amanda Tanner.
(Whispers) What?
Charlie killed Amanda Tanner.
You've known that for quite some time, haven't you, Huck?
Yeah, pretty much since it happened.
I didn't say anything because, uh,
there's a code.
Okay.
What I didn't know until I went back through
the phone logs was who ordered him to do it.
Cyrus?
Charlie's been his guy for at least the last two years.
So why are you telling me this?
Because the last woman
that was sleeping with the President
ended up dead in the Potomac.
And I want you to stay alive.
What if I could get rid of Olivia Pope?
(Elevator bell dings)
- What's wrong? - Nothing.
You haven't snapped at me for six blocks.
Something is wrong.
You know, this isn't my day job.
So you have to wonder why the President
of the United States, who has the secret service... (Keys jangling)
the FBI, and the entire armed forces at his disposal,
chose me to protect you. (Key turns in lock)
It's because despite your deep denial,
you're actually in danger.
No. It's because you're his Navy buddy.
So when there's a congressional hearing about this...
the illegal surveillance, the stalking...
he knows you'll lie for him. Good night, Jake.
(Door closes)
(Cell phone rings)
(Ring)
(Beep)
Mr. President.
It's actually Lauren, Captain Ballard.
The President needs to see you...
Here at the White House immediately.
Does he want me to bring miss Pope?
No, sir. He just requested you.
The President wants me to leave my post?
He said it won't take long,
but it seemed urgent.
All right.
Thanks for the call.
(Hangs up telephone)
When Captain Ballard arrives,
tell him the President had an emergency meeting.
Thank you, Lauren.
Most of the chief of staff's calls and texts
are to the White House and the capitol building.
Also Alexandria, where he lives.
So we ignored the bigger clusters
and tracked the outliers. (Taps key)
We know that Charlie was at the hospital
and Heldon's bakery. Which is where we pick up this number.
Charlie's burner phone, which you track by...
Tapping into any L.B.S. and inputting signal strength
and coverage radii of nearby towers.
And now we can tell you everywhere he's been
- for the last month. - It's easy, really.
It's just your basic multi-lateration.
Yay, multi-lateration?
Which brings us here... a bookstore in Adams Morgan.
He's been going there every Thursday night
- for the last month. - So the question is, why does he go to a bookstore
every week with a box of cannolis?
(Lowered voice) We've got too many people in the office.
Between your ex and Olivia's shadow, there's too many people.
- There's too many people in the office. - So?
So things could get out. Secrets could be spilled.
What do we have to hide? Defiance is over.
Lindsay is Quinn. Everything's pretty much out.
(Sighs) I just don't have a good feeling.
What the hell is he doing?
Checking out the community board?
Great. We're no closer to finding Charlie,
but at least David will find a a roommate
- and a yoga instructor. - Book club. Book club.
That's great, David. That's not why we came here, but...
No, they have a book club that meets here
every Thursday night, bring your own treats.
Cannoli?
Charlie joined a book club?
♪ I got up on the floor ♪
Say hello to Margie Depew, founder of not one
but eight book clubs throughout the D.C. metro area.
Margie wasn't much of a talker,
said she liked Charlie's sweet treats.
- Does her t-shirt say "Book lovers never go to bed alone." - Yeah.
Just got off of the phone with Judy McGavin.
After she was done sharing her views
on the similarities between Kate Chopin and E.L. James...
all good points, by the way... She told me something useful.
Charlie was close with a woman named Tammy.
The two of them always left together.
Tammy Blakely. You think...
Charlie has a girlfriend?
Book lovers never go to bed alone.
♪ There's always a chance ♪
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
♪ Somebody watchin' ♪
(Cell phone rings, beeps) ♪ might wanna make romance ♪
- I'm on it. - Have you fixed the Olivia problem?
I said I'm on it.
If you want me dutifully back in the White House
- standing by my man... - I said I'm taking care of it
right now, so pack your bags and head for the tunnel,
because... (Beep)
Captain Ballard.
Mr. Beene.
Are they handing out overtime in the Navy?
You trying to sneak in some extra pay?
Just obeying my orders.
Step aside, Captain.
Step aside,
or I'll be forced to tell the President
about your hands-on approach to protecting Olivia Pope.
I'm sure he'll want to discuss it with you.
If the President and I are going to discuss something,
it'll be the fact that I was called off my post
by his secretary a couple of hours ago.
Guess I could have left miss Pope alone tonight,
but I only take orders from the President himself.
(Elevator doors close)
(Clicking)
(Closes)
(Sighs)
Cyrus is my friend.
Then why didn't you tell me to let him in?
(Breathes deeply) Okay.
All right, this thing between us...
the thing where you hate me and don't trust me,
and I spend my days trying to save your life...
isn't working for me.
So let's do this differently. Let's just...
(Sighs) be honest.
How about I tell you something,
and then you tell me something, okay?
A few weeks ago, I broke in here
and copied the flash drive you have from Albatross.
Now you tell me something.
I think you're gonna have to tell me more than that.
I've been over those documents.
Those documents, Liv, are full of secrets...
Secrets that are only accessible
by the highest echelons of the administration...
The President, the Vice President,
the secretary of defense,
and the White House chief of staff.
And tonight, the White House chief of staff
called me off of your door, and then he showed up here.
You think Cyrus is the mole.
- I think Cyrus is the mole. - Cyrus is my friend.
Then I will ask you again...
Why didn't you tell me to let him in?
You think Cyrus is the mole, too.
I tell you something, you tell me something.
I agree it's possible that Cyrus is the mole,
but I can't wrap my head around it.
Cyrus is many things, but whoever's doing this
is disloyal to the President,
and Cyrus would never be disloyal to Fitz.
Unlike me.
That's what you're thinking that I'm being...
disloyal to Fitz.
I wasn't thinking anything about you.
I don't think about you. (Laughs)
You know why you're so mad at me?
- Because you like me. - (Laughs) Okay.
(Sighs)
Olivia.
Why did you sleep with me?
Because...
(Sighs) you're amazing.
Because there's something between us.
Because I watched you on those cameras
day in and day out,
and you never ceased...
because I didn't know you were the President's girl.
I didn't know how deep you were in with him.
I don't know how deep you're in with him.
I think you're mistaken
about my relationship with the President.
How deep are you in with him?
I think we should call it a night.
You don't have to stand outside.
You can sleep on the sofa.
But I'm locking my bedroom door.
How deep are you in with him?
Olivia, I tell you something,
you tell me something.
How deep?
(Sets down glass)
(Breathing heavily)
How deep?
I don't know what you're talking about.
(Sighs)
Cy.
(Sighs) Do you want me to sleep in the guest room?
- Done. - No. I don't want you to sleep in the guest room.
Why? Is it the nanny's room now?
Mmm. Mmm.
I want you to sleep in your bedroom
with your husband
who loves you very much.
(Unzips pants) Did something happen today?
They showed me my suits.
(Chuckles)
Your suits?
A whole rack of them,
perfectly tailored,
with... with shirts and ties and... and socks.
I mean, I thought if I kept my nose to the grindstone,
I might get 45 seconds holding onto a lamppost
at the Riverfront next hurricane season,
but that's not what they want.
They want me in the studio, Cy.
They want me in a suit.
And I don't know how it happened,
but I know that you made it possible
for me to say yes.
You didn't fight me on it. There wasn't a scene.
You made it easy for me to say yes.
(Exhales) So... so we're good.
We're okay.
Our marriage is okay?
Why wouldn't it be?
(Kissing)
You gave me what I wanted.
(Inhales and exhales deeply)
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Olivia) Thank you so much for coming in.
Your associate said you're doing a background check on Charlie?
From time to time, our firm is hired
to vet applicants for high level positions...
government, finance, that sort of thing.
We just wanna make sure
he's as amazing as his resume says he is.
(Exhales) I knew he was special. Not that he'd ever tell me.
- He's so modest. - I'm sure he is.
Now just to confirm, can you tell us
where you and Charlie met?
Barbara, I-I completely agree with all the points you made,
but frankly, I find the level of violence in "Fifty Shades"
to be more than a little disturbing.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
You're Charlie's... girlfriend?
Well, it's only been a week, but yes. (Laughs)
So will you two be seeing each other again soon?
Oh, we've got a date later today at the bookstore.
Gotta choose our next book for the club.
I was thinking "The Lovely Bones,"
but maybe that's too dark.
Charlie likes dark.
Mm, okay, Tammy, thank you for your time.
Now remember, we still have a couple people
left to interview, so you don't wanna tell Charlie
about this meeting until he tells you he's got the job.
(Whispers) Okay. Bye.
Thank you.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
What is happening?!
(Woman) They say she's not in.
She is in.
There are news vans in front of Blair house.
The First Lady is in!
You make 'em get her on the phone! (Pounds desk)
(Door closes)
Mr. President...
I have tried... everything,
exhausted every approach.
We have less than two hours
before the First Lady's clock runs out.
I'm through discussing Mellie's political maneuvers.
No, sir, you're not. You are not!
She'll blink.
She won't.
Mellie loves being First Lady.
The thing about Mellie right now...
the thing you don't seem to realize
is that she's very dangerous right now.
She's a walking suitcase nuke waiting to go boom,
because she's not thinking like the First Lady.
She's not thinking like the political animal
I know she can be.
Right now she's thinking like a wife.
She's thinking like a woman scorned.
She's thinking like someone who's hurt,
has been broken one too many times.
She's a credible threat right now, sir,
which is why there's a BNC news satellite truck
parked in front of Blair house as we speak.
Time to fold, sir, and give.
Give her what she wants. Just...
Give her whatever she wants.
You love this job?
You love being President?
You give for what you love.
Give her the damn moon.
Go to her.
Save your presidency, sir.
Because time is running out.
Lauren?
Let Tom and Hal know we're on the move.
(Sighs deeply)
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
Jake, you can take off.
- Sir? - Secret service is here. I won't be needing you.
Yes, sir.
And, Jake?
Thank you for everything.
(Door unlocks)
(Tv playing indistinctly) What is happening?
What do you mean?
(Turns tv off, sets down remote control) Why are you here?
Someone said something very wise to me today...
"Give the person you love whatever they want."
So I'm here to find out... What do you want?
In 22 minutes, Mellie's clock runs out.
She's going public tonight on prime time.
In 22 minutes, Mellie's going to go nuclear on you.
You should be in your car heading down Pennsylvania Avenue
to Blair house to repair your marriage
or calling her on the phone to repair your marriage.
You should be doing something to repair your marriage,
because if you don't, your chances for re-election...
are very slim. And that's my problem,
not yours.
And frankly, I don't care.
I am here to find out what do you want?
Do you want me...
or don't you?
You don't care that the clock is running out?
I'm gonna sit here and run out the clock with you.
Does Cyrus know where you are?
Maybe he can get Mellie to give you an extension or something.
Hang up the phone.
Hang up the damned phone.
(Cell phone beeps) You can't fix the fact that I love you,
that I love you more than I love being President.
I have told you
that I'd give it all up for you again and again,
and you know what I think?
I think you don't believe me.
I think you believe that I will never choose you.
So this time, I'm fixing things.
We are gonna sit here for the next...
21 minutes.
We're gonna sit here,
and the clock on my marriage is going to run out.
We're gonna run it out together.
You're gonna watch me run out this clock.
You're gonna sit here with me and watch me choose you.
- You wouldn't. - I would.
I will. I'm going to.
Sit with me.
Sit with me, Liv.
Sit with me, and let's run out the clock.
Sit with me... and watch me choose you.
Watch me earn you.
(Tammi Terrell) ♪ You're all ♪
♪ I need ♪
♪ to get by ♪
♪ ah ♪
♪ you're all ♪
(Marvin gaye) ♪ like sweet morning dew ♪
♪ I need ♪ ♪ I took one look at you ♪
♪ to get by ♪ ♪ and it was plain to see ♪
♪ ah ♪ ♪ you were my destiny ♪
♪ you're all ♪
♪ arms open wide ♪ ♪ I need ♪
♪ I threw away my pride ♪
♪ to get by ♪
♪ I'll sacrifice for you ♪
♪ dedicate my life to you ♪ ♪ whoa ♪
♪ I will go where you lead ♪ ♪ come on, baby ♪
♪ always there in time of need ♪ ♪ oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ and when I lose my will ♪
♪ you'll be there to push me up the hill ♪
♪ there's no, no looking back for us ♪
♪ we got love ♪
♪ sure enough, that's enough ♪
♪ you're all ♪
♪ you're all I need ♪
♪ to get by ♪
♪ I need ♪ ♪ whoa ♪
♪ to get by ♪ ♪ yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ yeah, tammi ♪ ♪ ah ♪
♪ whoo ♪ ♪ listen ♪
♪ you're all ♪ ♪ like an eagle protects his nest ♪
♪ I need ♪ ♪ for you, I'll do my best ♪
♪ to get by ♪ ♪ stand by you like a tree ♪
♪ ah♪ ♪ and dare anybody to try and move me ♪
♪ you're all ♪ ♪ darlin', in you I found ♪
♪ I need strength where I was torn down ♪
♪ to get by don't know what's in store ♪
♪ but together, we can open any door ♪
♪ whoa just to do what's good for you ♪
♪ come on, darlin' ♪ ♪ and inspire you a little higher ♪
♪ oh, I know you can make a man ♪
♪ out of a soul that didn't have a goal ♪
♪ 'cause we ♪
♪ we got the right foundation ♪
♪ and with love and determination ♪ (Click, chiming)
♪ You're all ♪
♪ you're all I wanna strive for and do a little more ♪
♪ you're all ♪
♪ all the joy under the sun wrapped up into one ♪
♪ 'cause we, we got the right... ♪
Time's up.
♪ Foundation ♪
It's done.
♪ And with love and determination ♪
♪ you're all ♪
♪ you're all I wanna strive for and do a little more ♪
♪ you're all, all the joy under the sun ♪
Unless you don't want me.
♪ You're all ♪
♪ you're all I need ♪
♪ oh ♪
♪ to get by ♪
♪ oh, baby ♪ ♪ ooh-hoo ♪
♪ oh, baby ♪
♪ honey, honey, honey, honey, honey, honey ♪
♪ yeah ♪
♪ oh, oh ♪ ♪ I need you, darlin' ♪
♪ oh, I need you ♪ ♪ you're all ♪
♪ all I need ♪ ♪ oh, your love ♪
♪ oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ oh, baby ♪
♪ all I could need ♪
♪ you're all I need ♪ ♪ I need your love ♪
♪ you're all I want ♪
(Project and camera shutter clicking) He didn't show?
I must have come on too strong.
I thought he liked me.
I thought... (Sigh) I followed all the rules.
I only texted him after he texted me.
I didn't talk too much about my birds.
Oh, gosh, I hope this doesn't affect the job.
You shouldn't judge him because he stood me up.
He is a real good guy.
He even bought me a new laptop after mine was stolen.
I thought he liked me.
We won't judge him.
We just wanted to talk to you again,
see if there was anything else you could tell us.
That might shed some light on Charlie's character.
12-T-566.
I'm sorry?
I have been racking my brain trying to remember
where I know you from, and now I do.
It's case number 12-T-566.
You were on the grand jury panel?
I'm a court stenographer.
You transcribe the notes on your laptop, don't you?
That's why I freaked out when it got stolen.
I had over a year's worth of cases on there.
Can you, uh... (Clears throat) excuse us for a moment?
She was the stenographer on the Defiance grand jury.
You guys thinking what I'm thinking?
That's why Charlie found her at book club.
He wanted her laptop.
He wanted the grand jury transcript.
Because he wanted Defiance.
Which means the mole isn't Cyrus.
- Cyrus already knew about defiance. - He planned it.
- He wants it to go away, not come out. - So it's someone else.
- Albatross is someone else. - But who?
(Jake) I think I've been compromised.
Explain.
Cyrus Beene knows more about my operation than he should.
What does he know?
Enough to blow my cover. He could be dangerous.
Need to find out who he has working for him.
Must be someone quite talented if they got to you.
Someone we know?
Not sure. If I can track them down,
I'd like permission to engage.
Just fix it. But be neat about it.
And for God sakes, don't kill 'em.
They might be useful to us.
(Button clicks)
(Button clicking)
(Button clicks)
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
Mr. Beene? The interview just started.
I'm not watching.
I think you better.
Thank you for sitting down with me tonight, Mrs. Grant.
I-I have to say,
this is not an interview I was expecting to do.
I understand it was your idea.
It was, James, and believe me, what I'm about to say...
well...
it's not an easy thing to admit.
I don't care if he's on camera! You turn the damn camera off!
You go to commercial,
and you put him on the phone with me right now!
I wanna talk to my freakin' husband right now!
Like so many other couples, James, my husband and I...
well... (Sighs)
we have been experiencing some...
difficulties in our marriage.
(Exhales deeply)
Wh-what do you mean by that, Mrs. Grant?
Well, after we had the baby, after the shooting,
after I stood by him through that whole terrible ordeal,
I... found out that...
my husband was unfaithful to me. (Exhales deeply)
Y-you're saying h-he...
I'm saying my husband had an extramarital affair.
Huh. Wonder who he banged.
I got, uh...stuff.
And... (Exhales deeply)
I have moved out of the White House
to take some time for myself... (Inhales deeply)
while we work through this heartbreaking betrayal.
You're alleging that...
No. I wish I were alleging, James.
So you're confirming
that the President of the United States
has been cheating on you...
his wife?
Yes.
And...
(Both moaning)
I just wanna ask the American people tonight
in advance for their understanding
and their forgiveness.
(Telephone ringing)
No one's marriage is perfect,
and... I truly hope that given time...
(Ringing stops) and space,
Fitz and I will be able to repair what has been broken here
and emerge from this stronger and more united than ever.
(Both breathing heavily)
Hi.
(Giggles)
(Projector and camera shutter clicks)
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