Scandal

Who the hell is David Rosen and why do we have a problem?

Previously on "Scandal"...

If David Rosen finds

the connection between Cytron and Doyle Energy,

every one of us here is

spending the rest of their lives in prison.

I did a little digging, and it turns out that Cytron...

They weren't just an Internet security company.

They also developed software.

Officially, it was used as slot machines.

- And unofficially? - Voting machines.

I know you just got your job back, David,

and I wasn't gonna say anything, I swear.

No, you did the right thing.

And so on and so forth.

You want me to notify the others?

No.

Am I too late?

You made it just under the wire. Here.

Thank you.

No problem. You have a good day.

(Projector and camera shutter clicking)

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Okay, the man opened China.

And that negates Watergate.

No. Nothing negates Watergate. Watergate was a catastrophe.

And yet you believe Nixon was a great president.

I believe he was good at his job.

You make me sad. I'm gonna start weeping any minute.

I don't think one act defines a person,

and I certainly don't think it defines a presidency.

When it's a republican...

Okay, fine. You want a democrat?

- Don't say William Jefferson Clinton. - William Jefferson Clinton.

And here we go again with the "one blue dress" speech.

William Jefferson Clinton was brilliant, scholarly,

and an immaculate politician.

That can't be undone by one blue dress.

Nixon bugged the campaign offices

of Democratic candidates.

That's not a blue dress. The man was a criminal.

Who opened China.

Thank you for a lovely evening.

- Is it over? - Edison.

I have several points I'd like to make about Nixon

- inside your apartment. - I am not sleeping with you.

I also have some intriguing thoughts about Reagan.

It's our second date.

We lived together.

I've built you a bookcase. I've watched you press your hair.

This is not our second date. It's our 4,000th date.

Good night, Edison.

This just came up when I refreshed the "Times'" site.

Check it out.

"Powering tomorrow. The Doyle Energy super P.A.C.

"has donated millions to ballot measures in all five states

"the proposed pipeline would pass through

on its way from Canada to the Gulf."

So it's about a pipeline...

All of this... the voting machines, the explosion.

Looks like it.

Huh.

What?

I'm just thinking.

Do you want a drawer?

- What? - I have this drawer,

and it's not really doing much,

just kinda sitting there in my dresser

with these socks I bought for hiking.

But then I never go hiking,

and I just thought that maybe you would want it.

I mean, this is good, right?

I feel like this is good.

It's good.

So do you want my drawer?

David, I would love your drawer.

I'm gonna take a shower.

Okay.

Mm.

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You wrote an article about Hollis Doyle.

Front page, above the fold.

James, you wrote an article about Hollis Doyle?

Front page, above the fold.

You wrote an article about Hollis Doyle?!

Front page, above the fold!

Honey, you should be proud of me.

We were lying in bed.

You had that cold.

I was eating thai noodles.

A commercial for Doyle Energy came on, and I said something.

- Cyrus. Baby. Hmm. What did I say? - No, let me refresh your memory

by reading it to you from this here article

I found on the front page of the "Times," above the fold,

and I quote, "Hollis Doyle is

"a deep-fried, backwoods, inbred hillbilly,

"and we'd never let him inside the white house

if he didn't come with a blank check", in quote.

I didn't quote you. I quoted a senior white house official.

Any idiot in this town

knows that I'm your senior white house official!

In my enthusiasm over returning to my job,

I stepped over the line. I apologize. That was wrong.

You apologize. That was wrong. But?

According to my editor, it's the best expose

anybody's ever written about this administration.

They think it's gold.

They want more investigative pieces about Hollis,

and they want me to write them.

Nobody else. Me.

Do you know how rare this air is that I'm breathing?

I'm Woodward. I'm Bernstein.

I'm back, honey. I am so back!

James, you cannot write articles about Hollis Doyle.

Watch me.

You have to trust her.

I trust her. I do. I just... I want to run her prints

and do a background check.

Maybe a D.N.A. analysis, add a little surveillance and...

Huck, she's a nice, normal girl.

Normal feels weird.

Ahem. I need more room for my law books.

- What law books? - The ones I'd have in my office if I had more space.

One of us needs Stephen's office.

- No one is getting that office. - It can't just sit there empty.

- Like some monument to Stephen forever. - If you'd rather not

choose between them, I could always...

- Yeah. - Nice try.

Why is someone sending you sheet music?

- And a check for $100,000. - Who's it from?

Doesn't say. "Don Giovanni"? We producing operas now?

It's not just Mozart.

Classic spycraft goes all the way back to the abwehr.

They're Nazi intelligence.

Whoever did this is old-school.

Is that morse code?

It's not that simple, but it's the same principle.

No matter how high-tech things get,

analog's always the best way to go.

What's it say?

Well, this right here... That's "protect them."

- Protect who? - Well, these are names.

- Names of who? - Spies, I think.

- Spies? - How can you tell they're spies?

Because this name here... That's me.

Postmark on the envelope reads Ann arbor,

stamped two days ago.

There's an A.P. story about a public suicide that day.

A man shot himself in the head,

right out on the street, broad daylight.

A Robert Brooks.

Ring a bell, Huck?

There's a photo.

- That's Crosby. - Who's Crosby or who was...

He was my case officer in B-613.

- What's B-613? - Quinn.

This is bad. This is very bad.

Well, why shoot himself in public? What is that?

Some kind of way of the samurai, honor-killing business?

He did it in public so we'd know, know it wasn't a hit.

Otherwise... This is very, very bad.

I knew he was a spy, but...

Wait, like a James Bond,

"spy who came in from the cold" spy-spy?

Not like fiction, like reality.

- Huck was a trained killer spy. - I don't think "was" enters into it.

Once a killer spy, always a killer spy, right?

So all these other names... Are they also killer spies?

Huck?

Huck, what are you doing?

I have to go now.

Go? Go where?

It's safer for you if you don't know.

- So good-bye. - Huck, stop.

We are in my wheelhouse now.

Okay, B-613 was a top-secret, off-the books program

funded by the C.I.A.

I'm supposed to be a ghost.

If my name... and not my real name, but Huck, my name,

the alias that goes with this life at Pope and Associates...

If my name is on the list, it's time to disappear.

Those are the rules, so I can't stop.

Crosby sent the list to me. The check is in my name, too,

so whatever this is, whatever I'm supposed to

protect you against, it's in my wheelhouse, not yours,

and that means we can fix this.

Liv...

Huck, trust me.

Let me take care of this.

Let me take care of you.

Okay?

I can give you 24 hours.

Okay.

Ears to the ground, people. Let's work our sources.