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You really wanna ask me who do I work for.
- Fine. Who do you work for? - Olivia pope.
Last season on scandal.
We're lawyers, but this is not a law firm.
We solve problems.
Manage crises, save reputations.
Why did she hire me?
Olivia pope fixes things. That's who she is.
You need fixing.
Everyone in this office needs fixing.
Quinn, state your name for the record.
You don't have to answer that.
Her name isn't actually Quinn Perkins.
Who the hell is she?
Well, as far as we know,
Quinn Perkins didn't exist until 2008.
I'm an assistant u.S. Attorney, liv.
I prosecute crime.
So at some point, even with you, I gotta do my job.
I ran her prints.
Don't worry. I did it myself.
Which is a good thing, because otherwise, there would be
about half a dozen u.S. Agencies looking for her.
Do you want to tell them who you are or should I?
You're having an affair with Olivia pope.
I am not having...
"Having," "had." Don't Clinton me with words.
Something happened between you and Olivia.
A man who isn't president can divorce his wife.
Fitz...
A man who isn't president can have a life...
The life he wants, the life he's always wanted.
Some men aren't meant to be happy.
They're meant to be great.
I'm gonna need to take my husband back,
because clearly I have to do everything myself from now on.
I was on my way, but Olivia convinced me I was needed here,
especially at such a fragile time, given that I'm newly pregnant.
Who are you right now?
The woman who got you elected.
So go be the man I voted for.
Well, I was thinking yellow,
but if it's a boy, the press will make an issue
of a boy with a yellow nursery.
So we could do primary colors.
Red is strong, patriotic. Fitz, are you listening?
What?
I think Kimberly Mitchell will like red.
Dnc's logo for America's baby is red.
A few of the other networks are going with blue,
but that's just foolish until we reveal the sex of the baby.
I should've taken Martha Stewart up on her offer
to decorate the nursery.
Red is all right for a nursery, isn't it?
It isn't too nontraditional.
I don't know.
Kimberly Mitchell is coming.
She's coming, Fitz, here, to talk to us
about America's baby.
Amer... for God s... what?
I am working, Mellie.
You're staring out the window.
Because you are here.
Are you moving on east sudan?
I am not discussing foreign policy with you.
The aircraft carriers have been on standby for two weeks.
Son of a... What's the delay, Fitz?
Move them off the east sudan coast.
Show some power.
Make kinyazi realize you mean business.
America is not having a baby. We are... you and me.
America's baby? For God sakes, Mellie.
Everything is not a political move.
Honey, you are not some toothless mechanic from Indiana,
and I am not some chunky girl from a trailer park.
We didn't fall in love
and get drunk and do it in the back of a pickup truck.
This baby, bless its heart, is not ours.
This baby is our patriotic duty.
This baby was conceived in service to our country.
This is America's baby.
And Kimberly Mitchell is coming
to watch us find out whether it's a boy or a girl
because you are the leader of the free world
and you couldn't keep your pants zipped
and your hands to yourself.
This baby is my way of giving you
a little political bang for your buck.
So tell me, do you like the red
or do you like the yellow?
Red.
Great. Me too.
There she is!
What is Ms. dwyer's state of mind
after six months of federal detention?
What does she think about her new nickname...
"The molotov mistress"?
Do you think she fancied fire play
during sex with her boyfriend?
We've heard the government feels very confident in their case.
Insiders are calling it a slam dunk.
Oh, I'm sure they are, bill.
But I find that a bit premature,
given that we've just started hearing opening statements.
If I were the u.S. Attorneys office,
I think I'd stay away from sports metaphors.
They're not the most athletic group now, are they?
Look, all I'll say right now is,
everyone on the defense team is very much looking forward
to making our case.
We have no doubt justice will be served.
She killed seven people! Where's their justice?
The molotov mistress should burn for this!
My client, Lindsay dwyer, will be proven innocent.
Ready for court, Ms. dwyer?
Ready.
I helped you move!
I lent you 2,200 freakin' dollars,
and you go bang that skank
while I took your freaking laptop
to the freaking genius bar for four freaking hours.
You are so dead!
Two days later, Ms. dwyer
calmly wrapped a bomb in a box
and mailed it to her boyfriend's office.
And when Jesse Tyler opened that box,
he and six of his coworkers
were blown to bits.
How could they think I built a bomb?
You know me. I can't operate the cappuccino machine.
Focus, Quinn. Tell us what you know.
She'd been dating Jesse six months.
Jesse banged Elaine,
a programmer who worked two cubicles over at cytron.
Quinn... sorry, Lindsay dwyer...
Saw a text on his phone that read, and I quote,
"you wore me out. I think you broke my bed.
Sideways happy face."
She called him immediately, got his voice mail.
I was drunk. I was angry. I said things.
You threatened his life.
And then he died.
Motive is clear as day.
So let's poke holes in this thing.
It's all circumstantial. There's no signature or receipt
proving it was Quinn who dropped off that package.
No prints on any of the bomb components.
Your honor, the defense would like to make a motion
to dismiss the indictment for insufficient
and circumstantial evidence tying my client...
Motion denied.
Look, I can stomp on the evidence till I'm blue in the face,
but the question we still can't answer is,
if she didn't do it... Why did you run?
I was scared.
Look, I went home, and my apartment was surrounded...
Cops and FBI agents taking out all my stuff.
A woman standing outside told me that the girl who lived there
blew up a building, killed seven people.
But if you were innocent, you just could've called a lawyer.
You did work with a bunch of 'em.
Also I hear they're in the phone book.
Enough. She thought she was being framed.
It makes no sense. Do you buy it?
No question she's lying about her alibi.
But I have a hard time buying her as some unabomber freak
who can mix clorox and toothpaste
and blow up half an office park.
- No offense, huck. - None taken.
Olivia obviously knows something we don't.
Stephen would've been able to get it out of her.
Stephen's gone.
And now she's drowning.
I freaked.
I checked in to the first motel I could find.
I-I needed to think.
Look, and then suddenly, someone knocked me out,
and a couple days later, I woke up in a D.C. hotel
with this new identity.
Passport, birth certificates, social security card...
Those things don't come easy or cheap.
When I woke up, they were all there,
just... Laid out for me.
A whole new life.
If you tell me what you know about the girl,
maybe I can help.
She didn't do it.
Okay.
How do you know that?
Liv, you gotta give me something, anything.
For God sakes, I'm the prosecuting attorney.
If anyone even knew I was here...
If I take this to trial, you know what'll happen.
You'll make your career.
I'll eviscerate her. I'll have to.
You wear your hat. I'll wear mine.
Dr. brown, this dissociative fugue state you described,
the one the defense claims explains
her magical travels from California to D.C.,
have you ever witnessed this condition?
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