Dinner with your dad?
Every Sunday.
You want a doggie bag?
Every Sunday.
ELl: Thanks. Ripped By mstoll
So, um...
(CLEARS THROAT) How have you been?
How's work? Um... That job has quite a reputation.
What's the name of the guy who runs it?
Uh... Cyrus Beene?
(CHUCKLES)
You know, uh, he turned down running Harvard?
Olivia, if you don't want to do this...
We made an agreement.
I have dinner with you every Sunday. You pay off my law school loans.
I'm here. What more do you want?
I am trying. That's what this is. This is me trying.
I called. I apologized. I asked for a second chance with you.
I made mistakes.
Mistakes.
We lost your mother,
and I was grieving and I did the wrong thing.
I sent you away and that was a mistake.
A terrible mistake.
But I'm trying now.
And when someone you love is making an attempt at amends,
you give them an inch, you give them a centimeter.
You don't extort payment for your school loans
and then shrug for five Sundays in a row.
I am trying. You try, too.
I'm good.
(MUTTERS)
You asked how I am. I'm good.
I'm...
(SIGHS)
- I have a boyfriend. - Is he good enough for you?
(CHUCKLES)
How are you? How's the Smithsonian?
Well, we're considering adding a new mastodon to Fossil Mammals.
M. Mathewi.
Although some paleontologists don't think it warrants its own species,
because it doesn't differ enough from M. Americanus.
I disagree. (SIGHS)
(CHUCKLES)
Now I'm rambling. I don't want to bore you.
You're not boring, Dad. (CHUCKLES)
So, tell me more about the mammoth.
Ah-ah! Mastodon.
A solitary creature with sharper teeth than its cousin.
The mammoth gets all the glory,
but the mastodon was the far more dangerous beast.
EDISON: How was it?
OLIVIA: It was...
He's trying.
So it went well, then?
Yeah, it was good.
I'd love to meet him someday.
Edison,
I told you, introducing my dad to people I'm dating is...
I'm not people you're dating. We live together.
And I will make an honest woman out of you at any time.
All you have to do is say yes.
I told you, I'm not ready to...
I'm not going to propose again, Liv. This is it. One time.
Don't push.
I love you.
Edison?
I'm hanging up now.
I love you, too.
Ah!
(GRUNTS)
Hand it over, bitch.
(GASPING)
Run.
MAN: (ON TV) Day two here of the
Jeannine Locke-President Grant scandal,
and, people,
it just keeps getting better.
WOMAN: (ON TV) We've seen the emails,
we've seen Ms. Locke herself
admit to having feelings for the President of the United States.
He's freaking hot.
WOMAN: ... who leaked the news,
the White House has remained silent on the accusations,
which to my mind,
pretty much confirms
that Jeannine Locke had an affair with the President of the United States.
Hi.
FITZ: Hi.
What happened to Jeannine...
OLIVIA: I know.
We can't come clean now, can we?
No.
It'll make you look like you unzip your pants for anything with a pulse.
Ouch.
Sorry.
(EXHALES)
- I miss you. - Stop.
If something happens,
something strange or funny or...
I met the Dalai Lama last week. We played basketball.
You did not.
(CHUCKLES) We did. I swear. He asked so...
(LAUGHS)
So, no press, no witnesses, just...
I shot hoops with the Dalai Lama. It was... The man has a jump shot.
- (LAUGHS) - He fouled me twice. It was surreal.
And I picked up the phone to call you.
Something happens and you're the one I want to talk to.
You don't want to talk to me.
I only want to talk to you.
I'm going after the White House.
Clearing Jeannine's name means going after the White House. After you.
I understand.
It's gonna give this story legs. It's gonna make it hard for you.
She's an innocent kid. Bring it.
I won't hold back.
You'd better not.
Somewhere
in another life, another reality,
we're married and we have four kids
and we live in Vermont and I'm the mayor and...
And I make jam.
And you make jam.
I won't hold back with Jeannine.
I'm going to attack the White House and I'm going to go for blood.
Go for the jugular.
MELLIE: You don't know where she is?
You were supposed to control this girl, Cyrus.
Now we've got a bimbo on the loose.
We made up that she's a bimbo! Mellie...
Just find her.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
(RINGING CONTINUES)
Doom, gloom, fate of the republic, I get it.
ELl: I'm calling to remind you
that Jeannine Locke is a gift from the gods, manna from heaven,
and yet, I haven't heard a whisper
from the White House confirming the affair.
The President has been given a hell of an opportunity, Cyrus.
Make him take it.
Make him. Make him?
The only thing I can make him do is shut me out.
And given what I read in that folder about Remington,
you can't afford that.
Fine.
You do what you have to do and I'll do the same.
You know, some people just say goodbye.
Goodbye, Cyrus.
- What about the trip to Italy? - ETHAN: Sir?
The President of the United States
cannot go to the land of the bunga bunga party
and field questions about his sex life in front of the Pope.
For God's sake, cancel it.
- ETHAN: Sir? - Right away.
- Sir, it's important. - (SHOUTS) What, Ethan?
- What? - I found Jeannine.
Good afternoon. I'd like to introduce you
to Jeannine Locke.
Jeannine graduated summa cum laude from Berkeley.
Jeannine is a loyal friend and sister and daughter
who has worked tirelessly for this administration.
And most importantly, Jeannine Locke absolutely, positively
did not have sex with the President of the United States.
By leaking her name through anonymous sources,
this White House is guilty
of slander.
And I am representing her pro bono,
because I have personally been affected
by these brutal and underhanded character attacks myself.
Yesterday, the President was having
an affair with me. Today, it's Jeannine.
Tomorrow, who knows? All I know is...
What'd you expect, Cy? It's Olivia.
It's time this administration stops hiding behind
anonymous sources.
OLIVIA: Huck?
What happened the other night? Where did you learn to do that?
- I don't know. - Huck.
Maybe I took karate in high school.
You can tell me.
You can trust me.
I was a trained assassin for a secret offshoot of the CIA on US soil
called B-613, run by a man called Command
in a paper company that's not really a paper company,
it's called Acme Limited, but really, it's called Wonderland.
Acme's in Wonderland. Welcome to Wonderland, son.
Then they put me in a hole and then I wasn't so good at my job anymore.
And then I wasn't in Wonderland anymore, I was here,
but I can still...
I can kill a man with very little effort and a lot of joy,
but I try not to, okay?
Is there medication you should be taking or...
Anyone I should call?
Huck?
Do you think you and your dad could eat at a place with cheeseburgers?
I want a cheeseburger.
- You learned to cook. - (LAUGHING)
I started by reading cookbooks for fun. Try it with the wine.
I don't really like wine. I don't have the taste for it.
Because you've never really had fine wine.
Try it.
Go on.
(OLIVIA CHUCKLES)
Hmm.
- This is amazing. - Yeah.
Go here,
ask for Miguel.
Tell him that I sent you.
They have the best wines in the district.
Thanks.
Happy to expand your palate.
And now...
I'm fine.
- Mmm-mmm. You were mugged. - I was saved.
By a homeless man. For the record,
hearing about it in an email was not fun. You call your father.
Dad...
Why are you even friends with men who live in the Metro station?
He's... I don't know.
He's sweet. At least, he's sweet to me.
But when he was beating up those guys,
it was like he was a different person. Someone scary.
I asked him about it.
You asked the scary homeless man...
And he said he was an assassin for a secret government organization.
He called it...
I think it was B-613?
And he said it was like the CIA, but on US soil.
Have you ever heard of anything like that?
From my lofty position at the Smithsonian? No.
But Olivia,
this man is homeless, a transient.
(CHUCKLES) He attacked a violent criminal with his bare hands
and then he explains it away by telling you
that he's part of a secret ring of super spies?
He's clearly mentally ill.
Maybe.
Probably.
But can you look into his story?
Ask around? Don't you have that friend at the FBI?
If you really want me to ask, I will, but...
I do want you to ask.
Please.
If it'll make you happy.
I'll tell you what needs to be done to save your presidency,
which is currently hanging by the very thinnest of threads.
You need to grow some presidential-size balls,
get out there on TV, and tell the world that you had sex with Jeannine Locke.
MELLIE: You confirm it.
Then I confirm it and we put this all behind us.
It's funny, the things people forget.
Things that you think would be staring them smack in the face.
Like the fact that I am the President of the United States
and I call the shots.
You both threw an innocent young woman under the bus.
And now, Liv is going to make that right.
So when the media calls and asks if Jeannine Locke was my mistress,
you will answer, "Absolutely not."
And then you're gonna tell them that this White House
owes Ms. Locke one world-class hell of an apology.
Which we humbly hope that she'll accept.
And if we don't?
Try me.
(DOOR CLOSES)
One of my aides will be giving you a folder.
Whatever you've got planned, Mellie, un-plan it.
We cannot push him. This is not the right time.
He is my husband, Cyrus, not yours.
And I will push him however and whenever I want.
One of my aides will be giving you a folder.
In it, you will find every date I was out of town during the last year.
Along with the West Wing logs for the same period.
Match the dates I was gone with the dates Jeannine worked in the Oval...
And you've got all the opportunities she had to sleep with the President.
Leaked by an anonymous source of your choosing.
You're evil.
You're welcome.
FEMALE REPORTER: Breaking news at this hour
as unnamed White House staffers now say
that Ms. Locke and President Grant spent numerous nights
working alone in the West Wing.
Security logs confirm reports
that Ms. Locke and the President
were the only employees working in the West Wing
on nights when the First Lady was out of town...
High-level administration officials say
Jeannine Locke accessed Mrs. Grant's schedule
in a calculated attempt to seduce the President when his wife was away...
Ms. Locke told her fellow staffers she was burning the midnight oil...
JEANNINE: This is ridiculous.
I was never alone with the President!
- She says... - OLIVIA: I heard.
We're gonna need proof.
Jeannine needs an alibi for every night the press is talking about.
Jeannine, the nights you worked late, who else was there?
My friend, Ethan. We worked late together every night.
We sent each other IMs!
They have time stamps. That is how we show I was never alone.
Our instant messages.
That can only be accessed on the White House server.
ABBY: We may have something.
Good. Get on it.
You never said your dad lives in D. C!
Olivia.
I was just meeting your colleagues.
And you must be Huck.
Did you ever get a chance to look into that thing I was telling you about?
The B-613 thing?
I did. And there is no such thing.
I even had my buddy at the FBI look into your friend
- at the Metro station. - And?
And someone matching his description was arrested just the other day,
a paranoid schizophrenic, repeat offender,
attacked a couple of commuters.
In and out of jail, a rap sheet as long as my arm...
It's sweet that you care about him, Olivia,
but some people are just beyond even your ability to help.
That doesn't sound like Huck.
Well, it was.
OLIVIA: But are you sure it was him?
- Was it Union Station? - Olivia,
you need to drop this. It's a waste of your time.
- I just don't think... - (SHOUTS) Olivia.
Yes, Dad.
QUINN: That's Olivia's dad?
- Guess so. - And he lives right here in D.C. In town?
Guess so.
God. He seems so normal.
Why has she never mentioned him?
If she hasn't said anything...
I'm sure she has her reasons.
OLIVIA: We made a deal.
(INAUDIBLE)
...my people you stay away from.
Especially Huck.
I'm not here to talk to your people. I'm here to talk about Jeannine Locke.
(INAUDIBLE)
You need to leave.
I'm sure you realize by now that there is one thing I have a say over.
If you ever want to see Jake Ballard again,
America will believe
it was Jeannine Locke that had an affair with the President.
How do I know he isn't already dead?
You don't. (LAUGHS)
What did you do to him?
(LAUGHING)
Ask your friend Huck.
(INAUDIBLE)
MAN: This him?
No.
You know, if you gave me a picture of this Jake Doe,
I wouldn't have to call you down here
every time some 6-foot-somebody shows up in a body bag.
I prefer to come down. Every time.
Must be some big money client looking for this guy.
Something like that.
I have to ask you something.
It's about B-613.
I can't tell you how I know this, but Jake Ballard has been taken.
And if I don't let Jeannine Locke burn, they're never going to let him go.
So, in B-613,
if you disobey an order, what happens?
Do they kill you?
Not at first.
They spent a lot of money making you
and they don't like to lose their investment.
So at first they try to reprogram you. Make you come back to the fold.
How?
They use the hole.
They use the hole,
and darkness, isolation, pain.
And if that doesn't break you...
That's when they kill you?
That's when they make you wish you were dead.
(KEYPAD CLICKING)
I need him.
I want "fanaticism" changed to "extremism."
And bring back that line about the Bay of Pigs.
That was good stuff.
Sir?
FITZ: Thanks, guys.
Hi.
I need you to tell me if Jake Ballard is alive.
Is there a reason he wouldn't be?
B-613 has him.
He saved my life.
He's good at that.
Fitz?
Forgive me if he's not my favorite person these days, Liv.
I know. But just...
Find out if he's still alive.
And if he is, get him away from them. Please.
For me.
This is crap. That arrest was illegal.
You accepted money for a sex act, Licorice.
We have it on tape.
I asked him first if he was a cop. He said no!
You know that's not actually a thing, right?
OLIVIA: Excuse me, I'm looking for a David Rosen?
You found him. Just hang on.
You need a lawyer. Do you have a lawyer?
I know a lot of lawyers. Judges, too.
Perfect. Call one. I'm sorry, who are you again?
Olivia Pope.
I left you a few messages.
You know Professor Stewart from Georgetown.
Right, right, you dropped off that purse.
Yeah, so I ran the prints off it, your homeless friend's not in the system.
Do you have a pen?
That's impossible. He was just arrested last week at Union Station.
Nope. He's never been arrested ever anywhere.
His prints came back completely clean.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Rosen... - Call me David.
David, look, I'm just a little confused here
because someone specifically told me this man was arrested.
Then someone specifically lied to you.
Anyway, great to meet you, Olivia Pope. Tell Professor Stewart I said hi.
And that I blame him for not forcing me at gunpoint
into a career in corporate law.
Sorry. Almost stole this.
I was a trained assassin.
B-613...
... run by a man called Command.
...Acme Limited, but really, it's called Wonderland.
Acme's in Wonderland.
Welcome to Wonderland, son.
ELl: Best wines in the district.
Sorry. Almost stole this.
You're late, so I heard all the specials without you,
and they are making the most tremendous...
Olivia?
What's Acme Limited?
Olivia.
What do you do for a living?
And don't tell me
it's fossils, or exhibitions, or publishing papers.
Don't lie.
What do you do for a living?
Dad? (SNIFFLES)
Do you teach people how to kill?
Do you throw them in a hole until they go insane?
Do you work in Wonderland?
I'm your father.
So I'm going to explain to you how you are to behave in my presence.
You do not ask questions that you cannot handle the answers to.
You do not make judgments
about things you cannot imagine. You don't know me that way.
You don't ever want to know me that way.
But if you push, you will know me well and that would break my heart
because I am enjoying these Sunday dinners that you make me pay for.
Now, you are on my dime.
Pick up your menu, order your meal,
and tell me about your day.
No.
- (TYPING) - (DOOR OPENS)
(EXHALES) Did you know Liv and her dad used to have a standing dinner date
every Sunday night like clockwork?
How do you know that?
I hacked into Liv's email.
Why?
Because I can.
That's not a reason. At least, not a good one.
Relax. It's not like they talked about anything at all personal.
You know what is weird, though?
All their correspondence, the emails, the dinners,
at a certain point, it just stops.
And they never email each other again.
- What do you think happened? - Quinn...
They must've had a pretty big falling out, right?
I know I've taught you lots of things,
but you should try to be less like me.
Hey.
You should be less like me
and more like Liv.
Captain Jake Ballard has been taken by B-613.
B-613? I'm afraid I don't know what...
Yes, Cyrus. You do know.
Well, I wasn't aware that you knew.
B-613 has taken Jake Ballard, and I want him released.
We can't ask for that.
Cyrus.
This is not insubordination. It's just a fact.
We can't ask for that because of the way
things were very deliberately set up
between that organization and the Executive Branch.
They don't answer to you.
Their operations are entirely walled off from this and every administration.
To ensure plausible deniability. To keep you safe.
I'm their Commander in Chief.
No, sir. This is what I'm trying to explain. You're not.
There has to be a way.
Their only objective is the stability of the Republic.
So right now, they are not your biggest fans.
And trust me, B-613 is not the kind of enemy
that any world leader would want to have.
Just find out if Ballard is still alive.
That's an order, Cy.
I'm still your Commander in Chief, right?
I'm a friend of Jeannine's.
Mr. Beene's soup can never get cold.
Jeannine IM'd you on the nights the White House is claiming
she was alone with the President.
- I don't remember. - You don't have to.
All you have to do is pull the messages
off of the White House server and hand them over.
I wouldn't even know how to do that.
Really? Because it's gotta be a lot like using a BitTorrent
to illegally download movies, right?
I'm impressed with your wide range of tastes, by the way.
From French New Wave to America's Sluttiest Moms?
I bet the White House would love to know how much
of your government-issued hard drive is dedicated to that.
OLIVIA: We good with Ethan? The IMs?
I scared him straight. We're good.
- OLIVIA: Oh, thank goodness. - What now?
Now it's time for America to hear from Jeannine directly.
To witness the strength of her character.
First thing in the morning. Live.
Live?
OLIVIA: Quinn, help Jeannine with wardrobe.
Let's go, people!
What do we think? Too short?
OLIVIA: We'd have to see how it looks when she's sitting to be sure.
ABBY: Clearly, you have a crush on the President,
it's obvious from that video.
I was joking around!
Don't get defensive.
It makes you seem guilty.
How about this?
She's not Amish.
We need current, but classic.
Professional yet relatable.
Give us a minute, please.
(JEANNINE CRYING)
JEANNINE: Do you know what time it is?
It's almost 4:30 on Thursday the 9th.
I don't understand.
I should be headed to the Hill right now!
To the Speaker's office to hash out details of the campaign finance bill.
Which, I know, it sounds very boring, but it is full of ideas.
My ideas.
And instead I'm shopping.
I'm discussing hemlines all because somebody,
one single person, just whispered my name.
Whispered that I had an affair with a man I've never even been alone with!
It is insane.
It is.
He had the affair, you know.
Everyone knew it was going on,
we just didn't know who it was.
I can't believe this is happening to me.
You are going to get through this. I am going to get you through this.
Your life is not over.
Your career is not over, I promise you.
It's unclear what exactly Ms. Locke will be talking about
other than the White House spin machine
that she says put her in this position.
MAN: (ON TV) Come on, Brooke, the real question on everyone's lips
is if the President's mistress wasn't Jeannine Locke,
and it wasn't Olivia Pope,
then who was the First Lady talking about?
Frankly, Mrs. Grant is a woman of a certain age.
It wouldn't be the first time a powerful man's wife got jealous for no reason.
Which is a shame, because otherwise Mellie Grant
is an intelligent, accomplished woman.
She could have had a political career of her own.
I'll be right there.
(BUZZING)
Jeannine, thank you so much for agreeing to meet me.
Mrs. Grant, I just wanted to tell you that I didn't. I would never.
I know you didn't, dear.
But let's talk about your future.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Olivia? Why are you here?
It's Sunday. I thought we were having dinner.
Of course. I think I can whip up something for the two of us.
- Three of us. - EDISON: I just had to park the car.
And you must be...
Eli. Eli Pope.
She hasn't told you yet, has she?
Dad, this is Senator Edison Davis.
He proposed to me. And I accepted.
EDISON: Not immediately, of course.
She made me sweat it out. But, uh, then, I don't know.
I guess something just clicked for her.
Uh-huh.
Edison was recently appointed to the Senate Intel Committee.
The one that makes sure spies don't break any laws.
Like disappearing innocent civilians, that kind of thing.
(ALL LAUGHING)
It's a great move for his career, gives him a lot of influence in this town.
Honey, will you open the wine? It needs to breathe.
Sure, sure. The kitchen is in...
- Right around there. - Thank you.
Give Huck back to me.
Oh, my gosh, you scared me. Again.
Thought we had a deal, Ethan.
A deal? Yes, we did.
Hand the IMs over.
(STAMMERS) But I can't.
Why not?
Five minutes out, guys!
Where's Abby? We need those messages.
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
Abby, where are you?
ABBY: We're screwed, Liv.
She told Ethan to destroy the IMs.
So there's no evidence she wasn't alone with the President.
Someone in the White House must have gotten to her.
She's going to go on live TV and tell the world she had the affair.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Nothing starts until I give the okay.
Was it you? Did your people do this?
Jake Ballard is alive.
They'll release him?
No. I tried. There are protocols in place.
No, they need to release him.
They won't. I'm sorry.
- Make them. - I can't.
We're talking about a man's life.
- It's out of my control. - (KNOCK ON DOOR)
- There's a reason. - What?
There's a reason
that this is not Vermont, that we don't have kids
and that you are not the mayor.
There's a reason we are not happy. It's so you could be president.
It's so nothing is beyond your control. That's the point.
You bring him back!
They're ready in there, Liv...
Just give me a minute.
I save Jeannine, and Jake dies.
I let Jeannine burn, and Jake lives.
They want to start.
Stall them.
I'm asking you to spare a man's life.
As you know, what happens to Jake is up to you.
I'll put Sunday dinners back on the table.
I'll take that under consideration.
We're about to start.
Just one second.
Going on television right now to admit to an affair you did not have,
selling your soul to whoever in that White House got to you,
is not what's about to happen.
I don't know what you're...
Stop lying. Right now.
They're giving me two million in a Cayman account. Tax free.
I might as well profit off it.
You don't do this.
You don't lie.
Because every time you do, you sell a little bit of your soul.
And then you have to live with those lies,
eating away at you, month after month, year after year,
until one day, you're going to look in a mirror
and you won't even recognize yourself.
And you'll hate what you see, Jeannine.
Believe me.
She's all yours.
Great. Let's start.
Sound-speed!
Hold up. We're being preempted.
Are you kidding me? By who?
The President. He's about to speak live from the Briefing Room.
Sir, please tell me right now what in the hell you're planning to do here.
Actually, Cy, that's up to you.
Because we're playing Let's Make a Deal.
Behind door number one is me getting up in front of the press corps
and telling them that you orchestrated a cover-up and ruined a girl's life
because all I've ever wanted to do is tell the truth.
That I am having an affair with Olivia Pope.
Behind door number two is me giving you exactly what you want,
and telling that same press corps
how sorry I am to have slept with Jeannine Locke.
At which point, you will call your friends at B-613
and get them to release Jake Ballard.
Ballard? Sir, I told you, there's no way we can make B-613 do anything.
It's a simple choice, Cy.
Door number one, I tell the truth
and the both of us get kicked out of this White House.
Door number two, I admit to the Jeannine affair and Jake gets released.
What's it gonna be? 'Cause I'm about to go
on live television and I need to know what to say.
How presidential are my balls now, Cy?
Huck?
The 9:50 was four minutes late. It threw everything off.
You missed your train.
It's okay, Huck. I can wait for the next one.
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
I have to take this.
But when I'm done, I'm going to buy you a cheeseburger, okay?
What do you want?
ELl: I would've thought you'd start with "thank you"
given that you have your friend back.
I hope he's all settled back in his little underground palace?
What do you want?
What every father wants, Olivia.
I want you to be happy.
I just have this strong feeling
that Senator Davis isn't quite the man for the job, especially at the moment.
What are you talking about? Where's Edison?
Right now? At Washington Memorial. He was in a terrible accident.
I'm surprised you haven't heard, it's all over the news.
I can't remember the details, maybe a broken collarbone,
a leg or two.
He'll pull through, of course, but it sounds very painful.
So when you give that ring back,
let the guy down gently, the poor guy's been through enough.
I will stay away from you. I will stay away from what you do.
But in return, you will do the same because this is over. We are done!
We're family, sweetie. We're never done.
Good morning, everyone. I'd like to make some remarks.
I have indeed
taken part in an inappropriate relationship
with an employee of this White House.
That person's name is Jeannine Locke,
and I extend my sincerest apologies to her and her family
for any pain that I've caused them.
To put it simply...
Okay, people, let's wrap it up.
... I am ashamed and embarrassed by my behavior...
Mr. President, a word.
Mr. President, I don't believe Jeannine Locke was that girl.
I don't believe Jeannine Locke threatened your marriage.
I don't know what it is you're doing, but here's what I do believe.
I believe this is some kind of dodge.
This is some kind of slipping through the bars.
This is some kind of way out of you keeping the promise you made to me.
I believe this is some kind of lie.
I'm not lying, Sally.
I had Jeannine Locke six ways to Sunday all over this White House,
and after some soul-searching on all of our parts,
I think my constituents are going to forgive me for it.
Why would he do that?
Why would he say that we slept together when we didn't?
Where are you going? Where is she going?
ABBY: We'll set up some interviews.
Network, print. Get you a book deal. It'll be enough to retire on.
Smile, Jeannine.
You're getting what you wanted.
QUINN: I know you wanted me to stop.
HUCK: You didn't?
But only because I was doing what you said.
I was being like Liv
and my gut said there was something in her email I had to find.
Here it is.
Liv and her dad are talking about some homeless guy
she used to give change to in Union Station.
A guy who saved her from some sort of mugging.
She's asking her dad
to look into him for her right before the emails stop.
Didn't you live in Union Station when you were homeless?
Huck?
- I want the deal. - What deal?
I want the deal she got for you.
There was no deal, Huck.
Were Liv and her dad talking about you?
Huck?
What's wrong?
I have a couple of questions.
Literally two questions. First, why did you lie to me?
I've never lied to you.
You said there was no deal for me. You said no deal,
but you used to talk to your father and then you got mugged
and I was taken from the Metro right after that,
and then they put me back.
But then they've never tried to find me again.
And you don't talk to your father anymore.
You stopped then. You stopped right then.
Huck...
(OLIVIA GASPING)
How high up is your father in B-613?
Is your father Command?
(HUCK BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GASPING)
Olivia, is your father Command?
Yes.
He is.
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
I never want to speak to you again.
ELl: Open your front door.
Go to hell!
Open your front door.
Sunday, my house, 7:00.
I'll choose the wine.
Hi.
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