Maybe I find a convent in Switzerland and stick her in it.
That did not work when my father tried it with me.
Scandal · Season 1
Maybe I find a convent in Switzerland and stick her in it.
That did not work when my father tried it with me.
You make it hard for me to do my job. You undermine me here with Olivia Pope at every turn. You keep secrets from me. You make me feel...small.
Red, there are things that happen here in this big White House with this particular President that you will never, ever know about. Some of those things, many of those things, will involve Olivia Pope. Several of those things will make it hard for you to do your job, but you are a patriot. You are a fighter. And so you will soldier on. As for feeling small, I don't do that to you. I suspect jealousy does that to you. My advice on that is this. You are not Olivia. You will never be Olivia. Hating Olivia for your own shortcomings will not change that fact.
I have dealt with Drunk Mellie, Bad Hygiene Mellie... No, wait. I got it. Smelly Mellie. I have dealt with Drunk Mellie and Smelly Mellie and Screw-Everything-to-Hell Mellie and Cry-baby Mellie and Eat-Everything-That's-Not-Nailed-Down Mellie. And I have not complained. But I will not put up with whatever righteous History-Rewriting Mellie you have going on right here, right now. This is not your family. You are not the mother. Not since Jerry died. Since Jerry died, you have abdicated your role. You have mothered no one. You hold nothing together. You pick up no pieces.
Burying yourself in work isn't always the best thing when you lose someone.
Running away isn't the best thing either.
I'm working. I'm gladiating.
You're getting your expensive pants dirty. What are you doing here?
We're not normal...
Even if we were, normal people don't talk about...normal fathers and daughters don't...
I pinged all of Jake's IP interfaces for the last two days which landed me in a geo-location data stream. Then I ran that through my QR-9 knock off and from there it was easy. He might of been wearing a cowbell.
There's not a single word in that sentence I understood. Except cowbell.
You killed my son. I am going to have you destroyed. I'm going to watch you fry in the electric chair and I'm going to have a party when it happens.
You are a decent human being. You are a good person. I know this because she loves you. If you were not a good person you would be down here pummeling my face in. I would not be in the possession of a government agency. I would be in a ditch somewhere. No one would be worried about the timeline of my food and drink. I would be in an unmarked grave by now.
Jake Ballard is a predator, an animal, a killing machine. And just because you've decided to turn a blind eye to that doesn't make it any less true. So, your boyfriend – your other boyfriend – is currently being interrogated in the bowels of the Pentagon, where he will eventually confess to his crimes after which, it is my profound hope, he will be executed. And the next time you need me, the next time you want to chat, you will find me dancing on his grave.
You ruined David Rosen. You took a good man – an honest, decent man – and you made him think that to do any good in this world, he had to be like you. A liar. A cheater. Poison. Because that's what you are, Liv. You are poison. And everyone who touches you pays the price.
I am overstepping the hell out of my world right now, but if you love her at all, do her the courtesy of telling her what is going on. You may have never heard what it sounds like when Olivia wakes up screaming from a nightmare, but I have. And it's awful.
I could sit here and rattle on about being framed and your father being behind the whole thing but really that's just my word and why should you trust my word? I've been lying to you ever since we met, right? My word's not going to change anything, it can't. We both know in the end you're not going to choose me. That's okay, Olivia. I want you to know, I need you to know... not choosing me is okay.
I cannot cry in the White House.
You can cry if you want to.
Press secretaries can't cry! It's, like, a rule!
When a woman is president, they'll suddenly make first lady an official paid position. They will hire someone to do it. The minute a man has to do it, it'll become a real job.
I need you to get me into super-max.
Liv, it's a super-max prison. They added the word "super" to the already quite clear "maximum security. " Dahmer was in super-max. That place holds people who eat people. And you want to what, just waltz in there wearing all your white stuff, have a seat in one of the cells, and drink tea with Jake? This isn't jailhousemingle.com. You can't just visit Jake. Hell no. There are clearances, protocols, rules. You already have a plan, don't you? I've been Poped and I don't know it.
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