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My fellow Americans,
at 5:37 p.m., Greenwich Mean Time,
a Navy SEAL team was dispatched to the Kashfari region of Tenwar.
it wrong.
At 5:37 p.m., Greenwich Mean Time...
Their mission, to find the three American hostages taken...
***. I hope this isn't a live broadcast.
Their mission...
(PHONE RINGS)
Sorry. Sorry, America.
Let me just deal with this.
(CREW LAUGHING)
Mellie's calling.
It's Olivia Pope.
(GROWLS)
(SCREAMS)
(CREW LAUGHING)
(RAZZES)
Fifty-five Democratic... Start again, yeah?
(MOUTHING)
And until we find out... And until we find out what it is...
***?
Don't worry about it.
They t
They want more investigative pieces about Hollister.
Hollister? Who the hell is that?
They brought him in for questioning.
For questioning?
Would you like some water?
If Harold Pierce proved to be a problem, IPO-wise,
we could just inject him with drugs and stick him in a closet.
ot...
Looks like Molly just got paid.
WOMAN: B-mark.
It's in the ditch. Wow, that's not going to work.
MAN: Reset!
WOMAN: It's stuck.
MAN 2: Yeah. She can just get up and go.
(LAUGHING)
CREW LAUGHING)
MAN: Let's go back.
(SNICKERING)
I ate her hair on fry.
MAN: What'd the First Lady say when you called?
I did... Sorry.
Jenny Nystrom?
Someone found out, leaked it to The Post.
She's the one, girl.
Girl. The one girl?
She's the one, girl.
Toying around, figured out a better way to...
Oh, my God!
Action.
Yes, sir.
Close it up.
Do you have a wife and child?
Yes!
ave a wife and child?
I think so.
I didn't know we were going. Are we doing another?
(CREW LAUGHING)
That mom on the right? Serious closet drinker.
How do you know?
She keeps checking her watch to see if it's noon yet.
Her hands are twitching
And right now she's looking at her
hand sanitizer like she wants to drink it.
How about them?
Flowery sundress and young Republican with the unfortunate...
(YELLING)
Oh, my God.
..
Oh...
(GRUNTS)
Here's Scotty's statement.
I don't know what I say next.
Sorry, I assumed you were the, you know...
***!
So, take it from... *** and ***.
Taking this to court to deem Harold
Pierce incapacitated and reclaim...
*** and click and cluck and click and clack and...
Or tell them that I don't want to spend my nights sleeping beside...
*** ***, ***. This is not where my hands were.
The black folders are...
The black... The black folder...
The black folders are...
MAN: Action!
Pardon me.
Hurry, she's not bleathing! Oh, ***.
Bleathing.
(ALL SINGING JAUNTY SONG)