Scandal

Tell me it's not true, Liv.

Check, check.

Woman: After years of false starts and failed diplomacy,

the impossible now seems probably.

A disarmament deal

between the United States and the Republic of Bandar...

- It's never gonna happen. - It will.

- Won't. - Will.

- Won't. - Will.

Trust but verify. We verified.

An historic accord which would end decades of sanctions

against the middle east nation

in exchange for regulations on its nuclear program.

But I don't trust them.

I don't either, which is why we verified.

I'm surprised that you trust them, Red.

Negotiators who have been working here all week

are said to have just a few final details to iron out.

If true, Presidents Grant and Razani

would sign their names to the biggest push for peace

since the toppling of the Berlin Wall.

The Bandaris have assured me a thousand times

Olivia Pope is not a problem.

She slithered into the bed of a married man.

She's unclean. She's a whore.

You don't receive a whore.

You married one.

Very different situation.

They won't receive her. It's never going to happen.

It just did.

Male interpreter: I'm always happy for a chance to see Ms. Pope.

You say Olivia's helped you a lot over the years?

The minister is exaggerating.

Once or twice, maybe three times at the most.

Female interpreter:

She's helped both my family and my country,

but given how argumentative my family is,

I think she'd rather just help my country.

That is not true.

Female interpreter:

Okay, maybe a little true.

That sounds exactly like how we do things over here.

The president gets all the credit

while we do all the work.

Kill me now.

Do not translate that.

There's nothing better than watching the game live.

I agree. Were you at Wimbledon this year?

Female interpreter:

Oh!

The ladies room is down the hall and to the left.

Don't worry. I can translate for two.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to make it to Wimbledon this year,

but I need your help.

Excuse me?

_

My niece was getting married,

um, but my wife said

that I couldn't ask her to reschedule.

I would like to defect. Can you help me?

I'm sure your niece was very happy you were there.

Would you like to meet the chef before dessert comes out?

He grew up in the same province you did.

Mm-hmm.

I know he was very proud to serve you.

They're talking about his family's olive farm in Gorlan.

I know. You have 30 seconds. Go.

- I wish to defect to the United States. - On what grounds?

Human rights violations my country is responsible for.

Have you been personally persecuted?

No, but... then I'm sorry,

but there's nothing the United States can do.

Hey. I've got information.

About a nuclear facility your country knows nothing about.

I can give you the location, but only if you offer me asylum.

Okay, what kind of information does he say he has?

A location of a facility we don't know about.

It felt like he was telling the truth.

We used to get this all the time from the Soviets.

Some guy touches down

in the land of blue jeans and miniskirts

and immediately starts trying to feed us a bunch of nonsense

so he doesn't have to go home.

He didn't look smitten. He looked scared.

We're hours away from an accord.

Mr. President, an historic, scandal-cleansing,

doves flying, angels singing, reset button of an accord.

We're on the verge of restoring Bandar as an ally

in a region where we have none.

The deal's done. Let's not blow this up.

No one's saying that we blow it up,

just that we find out who Navid is

- and what he might know. - What do we know about him now?

That he looks scared.

I don't want the White House anywhere near this.

Exactly, sir. It's crazy.

That's why my people should do it.

Check him out, find out if he has

any intelligence ties or ulterior motives.

We handle it quickly and discreetly.

We sign the accord tomorrow afternoon.

If there's anything to find, find it before then.

Sir, there is something... Else

that we should probably discuss.

What's that?

- Rowan. - What about him?

I'd like to get into this, see how he managed to escape.

Maybe run it through the C.I.A., Homeland Security.

I told you that wouldn't be necessary.

It's being handled.

Handled by whom, may I ask?

Anything else, Cy?

Are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be okay?

Because of what just happened in the Oval.

I'm okay, Red.

We're living in a new world, Red.

A world where Olivia Pope is judge, jury, and executioner.

She has his world, our world hoisted on her shoulders.

That is a fact. There's no changing it.

So, if the president is happy, I'm happy.

I serve at his pleasure. I'm okay.

- What's your game plan? - David Rosen.

If you go to the Attorney General for help yet again,

the president is gonna find out

that you're doing exactly what he just told you not to do.

Which is why I'm not going to the Attorney General, Red.

The Attorney General is coming to me.

You see?

I'm okay.

It's not a good time.

Mellie: We need to talk.

- About? - Our deal.

We didn't have a deal.

Do you really think I let my son's murderer out of jail

for nothing?

I am not insane. We had a deal.

I help you, you help me. We work together.

I never agreed to that.

I don't care what you think you agreed to.

That was the deal.

And if you go back on the deal,

I'm gonna tell Fitz what we did.

What you did.

Helen of Troy.

Hello.

My people are right upstairs.

How is he?

Olivia.

Please.

You're wondering why I'm here.

Why are you here?

Believe it or not, I came to see your face.

I don't believe you.

I'm being hunted, Olivia.

I know.

By Jake.

Ballard? He's... The least of my concerns.

I warned you.

You are convinced that I am the devil,

the man with his finger on the button.

Maybe I was, but not anymore.

You thought that getting rid of me

would cause lilies to sprout

while mankind locked arms in a collective embrace

and sang joyously to never-ending world peace.

You were wrong.

I am out,

and now there's just... some other devil in my stead,

someone else with their finger on the button.

Someone far more dangerous than I.

My sons...

Have turned against me.

That's not my concern.

- Not yet, but you should be afraid. - Why?

Because I am afraid.

What are you talking about?

As long as I am alive,

I will do my best to make sure that you are protected,

but in the event of my death...

I have already given you everything you need to survive.

Dad... you should know,

I hope you know...

I did my best for you.

Olivia.

I take tremendous pride in who you have become.

Have you heard of something called Lazarus one?

Lazarus one?

My father said some of his people,

his sons have turned against him and initiated a plan.

They're trying to kill him.

Never heard of it.

But I wish them luck.

Marcus: Let's do this. Navid Turani.

Official translator for the government of Bandar.

Grew up in a rural village in the Bandari Mountains.

Pace.

And won a scholarship to a school in the cap...

- Faster. - Quinn.

Wha... he's going slow. You're going too slow.