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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.
(Camera shutter clicking)
(Abby) I know you just
got your job back, David,
and I wasn't gonna say
anything, I swear.
(David) No, you did
the right thing.
And so on and so forth.
(Button clicks)
You want me to notify
the others?
No.
(Crow cawing)
Am I too late?
You made it just under the wire.
Here.
Thank you.
No problem.
You have a good day.
(Door creaks)
(Engine starts)
(Gunshot)
(Thud)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
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
(Elevator bell dings) 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.
(Laughs)
(Laughs)
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.
(Key turns in lock)
(Door opens)
(Switch clicks)
(Keys jangle)
(Key clicks)
(David) This just came up when
I refreshed the "Times'" site.
Check it out.
(Abby) "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.
(Slams laptop computer shut)
I'm gonna take a shower.
Okay.
Mm.
(Door closes)
(Water running)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
(Silverware clanking)
(Liquid pours)
(Sighs)
(Swallows)
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.
(Harrison) What's it say?
Well, this right here
That's "protect them.
"
- Protect who?
- Well, these are names.
(Olivia) - 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.
(Key clicks)
- 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.
(Harrison) 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?
(Abby) 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.
National security, media, C.
I.
A.
See if anything's brewing.
See what might have
the spooks spooked.
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
No one enjoys
a print-licking,
but a tarring rolled out by
what I hear is your boyfriend?
We're married, actually.
Your wife then.
Husband.
Oh.
Sorry.
I assumed you were
the, you know,
fella in that deal.
Husband as well.
Two husbands.
Wasn't trying to imply nothing
about what you all get up to.
- None of my never mind.
- Make your point, Hollis.
Whatever you call him
Husband.
- I call him my husband.
- You'd best get a handle on the boy
and shut that noise down.
James, my husband,
is a professional journalist,
an excellent one at that.
I can no more dictate
what he reports
than he can tell me what
to advise the president.
Write about how I stroll
around the White House
like I own the damn place?
How's that not true? How are
you right now in my office?
You don't have
an appointment.
How is that not strutting
around like you please?
I take the point.
Now you take mine.
My problems
are your problems,
and if things blow up,
in the end, they'll be his.
You and your husband call
each other whatever you please,
but put your wife on a leash.
(Door opens)
(Door closes)
Nigel Sarnoff
International master hacker.
No one's ever seen his face.
No one knows his real identity.
Responsible for seven major
classified document dumps
as making his cyber
scene debut in 2002.
He exposed thousands
of diplomatic communiques
- going back three decades.
- Did the same thing
to the defense department
two years ago
Which led to endless hearings,
dishonorable discharges.
Popped champagne at the Pentagon
when he was reported dead.
According to the web,
that was staged.
Sarnoff's been underground
for two years,
and based on all the hacker
chatter, now he's back,
set to release something big,
something imminent.
Sounds like it's the intel community's
turn in the spotlight.
Huck, I need to know if info
on B-613 goes public,
how bad is it?
Let's just say we did things,
things that would
make it hard for you
to sing the national anthem
and mean it.
In the name of national
security, we were the bad guys.
How do we find him Sarnoff?
He's careful
and he's got an army
of hackers covering his tracks.
Lawyers, too, I bet.
Find out who represents him.
Sarnoff's a big-fish client.
There are only six attorneys
in town he could be
working with.
Find out which one.
Get me a meeting.
Counselor, nice place.
Neutral turf.
Where's Nigel Sarnoff?
He's right here.
(Distorted voice)
Ms.
Pope, I'm an admirer,
- despite our divergent agendas.
- Meaning?
You earn your keep
suppressing truth
while I live to expose it.
In this case,
you're blowing the cover
of the B-613 participants,
ruining the lives of people
who've long since retired.
From torture crews,
assassinations.
These are hardly innocents,
Ms.
Pope.
They have blood
on their hands.
So what are you waiting for then?
The next news cycle,
when the G8 summit
has concluded,
and our world leaders
have returned home.
Surely you'd agree
this revelation
about government corruption
deserves
the public's utmost attention.
Good day, Ms.
Pope.
(Beep)
Who at the agency knew
about B-613?
No one.
Crosby ran it
as a separate unit.
We were walled off.
How many names are
on that list besides yours?
Five.
We need to bring them in.
These people
They all do what I do.
They're professionals.
You understand?
I understand.
You don't want them here.
Sarnoff's bluffing.
He doesn't have the goods yet.
If he did, he would've
released them already,
so if no one else knew
about the program,
one of the names on that list
is someone who's
going to give him
documentation of B-613
in the very near future,
so however it works,
however you call them in,
I need you to do it now.
Because one of those
spies is the leak,
and we're gonna find out which one.
(Static hissing)
(Children) they all ran
after the farmer's wife ♪
who cut off their tails
with a carving knife ♪
did you ever see
such a thing in your life? ♪
as three blind mice
(woman) Five, one
(Distortion)
Seven, two.
(Static continues)
Five, one
Blind mice♪
♪
Five, one.
What is that?
(Lowers volume)
A shortwave radio,
a number station,
our number station B-613.
Is it some kind of spy code?
They give you a frequency,
and every day, you listen.
- That sounds fake.
- It's not fake.
Spies listen to the radio?
Anything high-tech you can
break into, but the radio
You can't trace
where it comes from,
you can't trace
who's listening.
The radio is how we
talk to each other,
how all the spies talk to each
other all around the world.
You listen every day, and every
day, there's no message.
Years go by, decades,
and there's no message,
but then one day,
you listen,
and the code word comes.
Then what happens?
It's time to come home.
Seven, three.
Five
(Increases volume)
One
Eight.
(Tv volume muted)
(Knock on door)
(Door creaks)
Hmm.
(Remote control clicks)
I'm heading home.
(Door closes)
Keep an eye on Huck?
Things are getting weird
in this office, Liv.
I don't know
what you're talking about.
Hold on.
Back up.
Quinn's the molotov mistress,
who's just barely
stopped asking questions.
Huck's an assassin you have all
kinds of secret meetings with.
That office is
some kind of shrine
to a guy who quit
half a year ago,
and Abby's sleeping
with A.
U.
S.
A.
David Rosen.
It's getting weird in here.
What do you need?
Harrison
What do you need?
Whatever it is
that's going on,
whatever it is
you're thinking about
when you're sitting in
here all by yourself,
tell me what you need, and I
will do it, no matter what.
You don't want
to get involved.
- I owe you.
- You don't.
The night I got arrested,
you came and sat with me,
in a holding cell, for hours.
I owe you.
It was my job.
Don't insult me by
calling me your job,
because I'm not your job.
I'm your family,
I'm your gladiator,
and that is not a job to me.
That's who I am.
And right now you need me, so
No questions asked, no matter
what.
Whatever you need.
Give me some marching orders, Liv.
Abby and David
can't be together.
I can't tell you why,
but they can't.
Consider it handled.
Her ex-husband
used to beat her.
(Voice breaks)
You might want to use that.
(Projector and camera shutter click)
(Cell phone rings)
(Beep)
Hello?
It's me.
Front page of the "Times.
"
Oh.
Oh.
James has been a bad boy.
- Cyrus.
- Hollis wasn't happy.
Hollis has been unhappy since
Since defiance.
Yeah.
I'm worried for James.
Yeah, I know what you mean.
It's his job, Liv.
If I intervene, if I hurt him,
he will hate me.
It doesn't matter,
because in the long run,
it saves his life.
Keeping him from looking
into Hollis saves his life.
You do what needs to be done,
no matter what.
Good night.
Cy.
Yeah?
How is he?
He's fine.
He's in London.
He met the queen.
Apparently, he told her a joke,
and she laughed.
They have it on film.
She never laughs.
So he's fine.
(Chuckles)
Good night.
Good night.
(Beep)
(Sighs)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
Teresa Dunn?
I just want to be clear, I'm
only doing this for the money.
David Rosen's a good guy.
(Sets down glass)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
Do spies tend to be
fashionably late or
Punctual.
Always punctual.
- Don't.
- I'm getting an aspirin.
You're getting a gun.
They'll know you're packing,
- and they'll kill you.
- Do what he says.
Oh, so now we're taking
orders from a killer?
- You're taking orders from me.
- They're here.
I don't hear anything.
(Elevator whirring)
(Elevator bell dings)
Oh, I'm sorry.
I must've pushed the wrong button.
Wink.
Spin.
I need you scrubbed.
I'm a mother of three.
You think I still carry?
Fine.
(Parliament's
"Sir nose d voidoffunk" playing)
Pay attention♪
There's a conference room
in the back.
Wait there for the others.
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
Three blind mice ♪
- "Spin"?
- That was my nickname.
- What's it mean?
- I'm not gonna say.
She goes by the name
Maggie Andrews,
lives in Atlanta with her
tax attorney husband
- and their three little girls.
- Why is she called "wink"?
She was a sniper.
Whenever I saw
her, one of her eyes was closed.
Tell me more about the
guy she's talking to.
That's Paul Gray.
When I worked with him in the '90s,
he spoke 17 languages and could
kill a man in at least 70 ways.
(Harrison) Now he's a Professor.
Upstate New York,
divorced probably from
sleeping with his students.
(Clicking continues)
And the guy with
the prescription pad
in his pocket?
That's Melvin Feen.
He was able to go days
without sleep,
and that wasn't
even his real talent.
(Quinn)
- What was his real talent?
Knowing how much pain
a person could tolerate
- before it killed them.
(Abby) - Sounds like a charmer.
(Clicking continues)
And there's Betsy
Ray, "Matches.
"
Betsy owns a B&B in Vermont,
but back when we
worked together
(Abby) Let me guess
She lit things on fire.
Didn't matter
what the target was.
She could always make it
look like an accident.
(Clicking continues)
- And that leaves who?
- Charlie.
I don't know
what he's been up to lately,
but Charlie's who they called
when they needed
someone disappeared.
They all ran
after the farmer's wife ♪
Hey.
Hey.
Such a sight in your life,
those three blind mice ♪
(Clicking continues)
And if you had to guess which one
was the one is going to leak
the documents to Sarnoff?
Uh, it's hard to say.
♪
curses, curses ♪
I'll get you for this, starchild ♪
have you ever seen
such a sight in your life? ♪
three blind mice ♪
(Charlie) - When is Sarnoff
planning to publish?
- 12 hours, give or take.
So we go right back to where we
were ten years ago? On the run?
I have kids.
My oldest is 6,
my youngest is
barely out of diapers.
They're little.
I'm married.
I have arthritis.
I just got tenure,
and I like my life now.
I like who I am.
I like this name, my house,
my friends, my students.
I have arthritis.
I'm not running.
Which is why we all need to work
together to stop this thing.
Me by working
my high-level contacts,
you by resisting
whatever urge you may have
to resolve this problem
criminally.
Why?
Because it's not
who you are anymore.
B-613 is over.
You've made progress
in your lives.
You've earned back
a piece of your souls.
And even if you were able
to find Sarnoff and kill him,
he's got an army of hackers
to take his place.
You'd always be hunting
the next target.
Maybe you'd be able
to keep your name,
but otherwise, it'd be
just like being on the run.
Is that understood?
Good.
You'll hear from me when
there's something to report.
Until then,
no one leaves this room.
Who are you calling?
My babysitter.
Looks like we're gonna
be here a while.
Hola, Mariana.
¿Cómo están las niñas?
What?
Nothing.
I'm just thinking about all
that progress we've made.
(Whistles) This is a nice office.
Beautiful office.
Mm.
Who wouldn't want
to keep this office?
Since you love it so much
Look, one of these
people's the leak,
and we have to figure out who.
Huck will be our eyes and
ears inside the room.
Abby and I will be
on background.
Aren't these people
all masters of deception?
But their new lives
might provide clues
as who might be
the source of the leak.
Maybe someone's
in financial trouble,
spending money they don't have,
buying things that might suggest
they're about to skip town.
We'll start with public records.
Good.
Quinn, you monitor
outgoing calls.
Huck's set up a surveillance
feed in his office.
(Rufus featuring chaka Khan's
"Tell me something good" plays)
(Whirs) Ever feel guilty
about what we did?
Me? It's funny.
I went back to med school
thinking that, you know,
maybe I would save a few lives
and would make up
for the ones I took.
And then I realized the real
reason I wanted to be a doctor
To cut people up.
Is that my fault
or the government,
who turned me into a monster?
I don't know.
I try not to think about it.
(Cell phone rings)
Ah, excuse me.
(Ring)
Dr.
Blanchard.
Uh, yes, I have the
prescription right here.
It's RX number 0-0-2-
3-0-1-
1-5-1-1-9-8.
22 pills.
Mm-hmm.
350 milligrams each.
Did he deliberately
skip out on the bill
or did he forget to pay?
Give me his number.
I'll call him.
It's a 10-page essay on Milton.
If she can't handle that,
then she shouldn't be
taking the course.
That depends.
Is she cute?
(Maggie) Two goals, honey?
That is amazing.
You promise to tell me
all about it
when I get home tomorrow?
Tell me, tell me ♪
tell me that you ♪
I don't have anybody to call.
Yeah ♪
(whirs)
Got no time ♪
Becky, it's me.
Just calling to say hey.
So if you want to,
just give me a call.
Bye.
♪
I need to know, Edison.
Is the government willing
to acknowledge and protect
the agents that took part
in the B-613 program,
and don't tell me
there's no such thing.
Your delusions are
just shy of charming.
I got you back on
the intel committee.
After getting me kicked off.
I don't need
to know specifics.
Are you asking me
as a friend or a fixer?
- Both.
- Wrong answer.
Our days of mixing business
and pleasure are over.
It's one or the other
from here on out.
Okay.
I'm asking as a fixer.
Wrong answer again.
(Sighs)
I'll call you.
Something good, oh, oh ♪
tell me, tell me ♪
(projector and camera
shutter clicking)
Tell me that you like it, yeah ♪
Okay, why,
in the 21st century,
am I looking at documents
on a machine that has a ***?
(Chuckles)
All I'm saying is, I think
a few of my tax dollars
could've gone
toward a scanner.
This is a waste of time.
We're not gonna find anything
in the public record.
These guys are
professional liars.
Their backgrounds
are perfect.
Speaking of backgrounds,
have you done your due diligence
on your boyfriend yet?
Oh, and don't give me
any of that "oh, Harrison,
I don't know what you're
talking about" business,
'cause you've been coming in
late, you've been smiling,
and you and David Rosen
are a thing.
So have you looked
into him yet?
What do you mean, looked into
him? Like a background check?
Listen, I know
I was getting on you
about Stephen's office before,
but I love you like a sister,
and I just want to make sure
that anyone you're with
is worthy of you, is all.
(Machine whirring)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
All right, we're down
to eight hours.
We should call around and
find out where he's hiding,
just in case.
Olivia's on it.
Be patient.
Patient?
Please.
Every minute we waste around
here is another minute
that sewer rat goes
deeper underground.
Sarnoff isn't our problem.
She's right.
Our problem is the source.
We find whoever's
leaking that material,
it doesn't matter
what Sarnoff does.
Except no one inside the agency
knew about B-613
except Crosby, and his brains
are on a mailbox.
about B-613.
Six other people
could be the leak,
and they're all sitting here
in this room.
(Cell phone vibrates)
(Beep)
(Olivia) How's Huck doing?
He's okay for now.
And you?
I hit a wall.
It's time for plan "B.
"
I'll be there soon.
Wait.
How soon?
Like like in an hour soon?
Quinn, you can do this.
You just need
to keep everyone happy.
Distract them.
Whatever it takes.
- I'll be there
- Soon.
(Beep)
(Gasps)
David's not a bad guy.
He's a good guy.
For once in my whole life,
I got the good guy, you know?
Whatever else he may be,
he's a good guy.
Okay,
don't look into him then.
Don't come running to me
when Quinn.
They didn't give up
all their guns.
The source is here
in this room.
I can make a strong case
it's Charlie,
but I might just shoot him instead.
(Maggie) I served with Charlie.
Charlie's a believer.
- I will give you three seconds to put
- How about we put the guns down?
(Betsy) - Stay out of this, pretty boy.
- I'm out of it.
I'm dead serious, Melvin.
Will shooting each other
solve anything?
- Yes.
We all die.
There's no leak.
- I'm okay with that.
- Beats living in fear.
- Me, too,
as long as Charlie goes first.
(Maggie) You'll be
a very close second.
You're all too good
at what you do.
Sort this out
using interrogation.
And this plan "B" that
you got up and running
is guaranteed
mutual destruction.
But lucky for you,
there's another plan in place,
and her name is Olivia Pope,
and she'll be here any minute.
And here you all thought
you had a problem.
(Chuckles) You don't.
It's being handled by the best.
So let's put 'em down, hmm?
On three.
One
Huck, be a leader.
Two
Now everyone.
Three.
Great.
Now, uh, just hand me
your weapons and okay.
Cool.
You hang on to those
and, uh, just hang tight.
She'll be here any minute.
Oh, my God.
Harrison, that was
Big office talk is
what that was.
I'll admit,
it was very brave
Big office, baby.
Liv's coming back soon, right?
I don't know.
She has a plan, though, right?
- I think so.
- You think so?
She's a vague person,
very vague.
Well, whatever it is,
it better work,
'cause this suit is
way too nice
to be marred by holes
and blood.
(Exhales)
(Exhales deeply)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
Honey.
Come in.
Come in.
I've
never been in here before.
It's very oval
and smaller than you'd think, right?
(Chuckles)
Will will you sit?
If you're trying to intimidate
me with the oval office
I know you've always
wanted to come in here.
That's all.
You're buttering me up.
I'm buttering you up.
Yeah.
Why?
I wanted to thank you
for writing that article.
I'm serious.
You did me a big favor.
Because now I have an excuse
to ban that racist, sexist,
homophobic son of a ***
from the White House
on the basis of optics
and not just
personal distaste.
But?
I'm going to lose my job.
The president is
going to fire me
if the articles on
Hollis Doyle continue
Not tomorrow, but soon.
Because I'm making him look bad,
and I can't be trusted not
to leak quotes to my husband.
- Cyrus, I did not know
- I don't want to ask you
to stop writing
about Hollis Doyle.
I wouldn't do that.
I love you and I am
proud of you.
(Voice breaking)
But I need you to know
how you writing about
Hollis Doyle affects me.
I will not write about him
anymore.
I won't.
Okay?
I won't.
I don't mean to cry.
No, it's okay.
I understand.
I'm sorry.
I won't.
(Exhales)
Oh.
Okay.
I have a briefing.
Yeah, of course you do.
I have
Yeah.
- I'll I'll see you
- At home.
Uh, yes.
I love you.
I love you, too.
(Door opens)
(Door closes)
(Normal voice)
The things I have to do.
(Grunts)
(Mouse clicks)
(Keys clicking)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
If you release this,
your lawyer is dead.
- What?
- If this comes out,
there'll be a half a dozen
highly trained assassins
who'll want revenge,
and Barry here is perhaps
the only person in the world
who knows where you are.
I don't know where he is.
(Distorted voice)
Let me explain
something to you, Ms.
Pope.
Your job is to spin
and gloss over
Stop!
I am trying to save your life!
I do not know
where Sarnoff is.
Barry, they will find you,
they will torture you,
they'll get what they need from you,
and then they will kill you.
All I know is I released the
money two hours ago.
- To who?
- A bank account.
- Whose account?!
I don't know.
All I know is
the bank account number.
Write it down.
I
(Rustling)
(Olivia)
I got a bank routing number.
C-H-0-0-2-3-0-1-1-5
(Lowered voice)
Those first two letters?
That means it's Swiss.
Which means?
I can't hack a Swiss bank account,
especially not in the two hours
we have left.
We can do a lot in two hours, Huck.
No, we can't.
Game over.
Go home, Liv.
I am not
You can't just leave.
You can't just disappear forever
without saying good-bye.
(Voice breaking) I can't just
never see you again.
- Huck.
- I won't
leave without saying good-bye
I won't.
But go home.
Please.
Don't come back
to the office.
Go home.
We're in my wheelhouse now.
(Beep)
(Huck) This is
the Swiss bank account
that Sarnoff paid money to.
That prescription
you called in, doc?
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
Your RX number.
Uh, yes, I have
the prescription right here.
Yes it's RX number
0-0-2-3-0-1
Mm-hmm.
350 milligrams each.
(Elevator bell dings)
In the storage locker,
just like you said.
Good.
You need to go home.
What about
Abby, Quinn, Olivia
They're home.
My friends and I need
some alone time.
Hmm.
(Button clicks)
He got there in time?
He got there in time.
Oh, thank God.
Hallelujah.
Terrific.
So now it's just a matter
of tying up loose ends.
No.
All right, if you won't, I will.
No, Charlie, you won't.
Uh, there's this girl I like.
Her name is
You know what? I'm not gonna
tell you what her name is
because you're all like me.
We shouldn't know
each other's weaknesses,
but I like her,
and she's good.
She doesn't ask
a lot of questions,
but I know her really well,
'cause she's normal.
But she will never know me.
I'm a soldier.
Technically, we are soldiers.
We served our country,
but nobody gets to know that.
There's no parade.
There are no medals.
So we come home and we try
to have normal lives,
but what is normal?
I really, really like
Killing people.
It's
beautiful.
Right?
They taught us to love it,
and then they took it away
and they left us with
Melvin just wanted someone to know.
He wanted to stop pretending
to be something he wasn't.
He just wanted to feel free,
to feel normal.
And wouldn't we all give
anything to feel normal?
Melvin's just
He's one of us.
(Sighs)
Mm.
Hippie-dippie huck.
Who knew?
(Grunts) I'd wished
you'd gone all Oprah
before you whipped out
that drill last
(Gunshot)
It was a nice speech, Spin.
Really.
We better start
cleaning up.
(Paul) I got some plastic
bags in the car.
I'll see if I can find some rags.
(Charlie)
I'll get the oil drum.
You're still here.
(Sighs deeply)
I don't want to know what
happened.
Don't tell me.
I just care that you're still here.
I couldn't handle it if
You're important to me.
It's short for "spinster.
"
What is?
"Spin.
"
That's where the nickname came from.
They never thought
I'd meet somebody.
(Exhales)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
(Rustling)
Abby.
I waited up for you,
but you never
Abby?
Abby, what are you
Pretty sure it's here.
I just have to find it.
Find what, Abby?
Abby, talk to me.
Got it.
Abby?
Okay, yeah, let's talk.
Teresa Dunn 37 years old
Although when you met her,
she was much younger.
She worked at
the Georgetown tavern
when you were in law school.
You asked her out
on several occasions.
Finally, she said yes.
You dated for three months.
What does my ex from
Hospital photos of
Teresa Dunn's injuries.
(Clicking)
Where did you get those?
Hard to find,
what with you being
a powerful A.
U.
S.
A.
and all
and the son of a judge.
What, did daddy clear your record
so you could pass the bar?
She fell down
a flight of stairs.
(Sighs) She fell.
She fell?
We were having an argument,
yes, but she took off
and fell down those stairs.
She fell.
I didn't touch her.
Hmm.
Where have
I heard that before?
(Pounds table)
Oh, yes, I "fell," too.
(Clicking)
- Oh, Abby.
(Crying) - Best part of this
is that this photo of me
I found it here in your pile
of investigative crap!
Did you investigate me before
you slept with me or after?
Before.
Before we ever met at that bar.
I was investigating everyone
at Pope and Associates.
You know that.
But you only slept with one
The stupid one,
the vulnerable one who wouldn't
know she was being used,
because she has
terrible taste in men.
You realize you're
talking crazy right now.
I never touched Teresa Dunn.
Ask her.
Find her and ask her.
I met her for coffee last night!
She was telling me stuff
Stuff I wouldn't have believed.
But I was looking
right in her eyes,
and she was crying,
and I felt it in my gut.
Like Olivia says,
- your gut tells you everything
you need to know.
- Yeah.
Abby, Teresa Dunn is lying,
and I don't know why,
but that's not what upsets me.
What upsets me is that you
haven't even given me a chance.
It hasn't even occurred to you
that I might be worth
the benefit of the doubt?
You're a bad guy.
You look like a good guy,
but you're not!
I gave you a drawer.
Oh!
If you touch me again, I will
kill you, and I mean that.
(Cries)
(Door opens)
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
(Nina Simone's "I think it's
going to rain today" playing)
Broken windows
and empty hallways ♪
a pale, dead moon in the
sky streaked with gray ♪
I was sleeping
with David Rosen
and I knew it would hurt
you, and I'm sorry.
It's okay.
It's not okay.
You're my friend.
(Crying) I was mean to you.
I was horrible.
I'm sorry.
I'm I'm just so sorry.
It's gonna be okay.
Abby?
(Sniffles)
Trust me.
It's gonna be okay.
Yeah.
In the latest styles ♪
with frozen faces
to keep love away ♪
I can't believe I finally
have my own office.
And the first thing I'm getting?
A couch.
A real couch.
Overflowing ♪
- What happened? Is she okay?
- She'll be fine.
And I think
it's gonna rain today ♪
(Projector and camera
shutter clicking)
(Clank)
Lonely ♪
(static)
Lonely♪
- You must be the Fergusons.
Come on in.
I have the leaf
peeper suite all ready.
You're gonna enjoy
your visit here.
William Kennedy said
"One hundred years of solitude"
was the first piece
of literature
since the book of Genesis
that should be required reading
for the entire human race.
I'm gonna get you!
I'm gonna get you.
I'm gonna
Oh, I got you!
I think I'll kick it down the street ♪
I got you! (Kisses)
That's the way ♪
Hey, it's me.
Yeah, well, I'm back in town.
Thinking about staying a while,
maybe get back into business.
♪
bright before me ♪
the signs implore me ♪
(Cap clicks)
Help the needy ♪
(Pen clatters)
And show them the way ♪
human kindness ♪
(knock on door)
is overflowing ♪
I have popcorn
and wine for you,
an Italian sub and a
bottle of scotch for me
and and two movies.
We can either watch
Angelina Jolie with a gun
or Angelina Jolie
with a different gun.
Both are excellent.
Or we go back
to debating presidents.
Invite me in.
It's time.
Because I'm a man,
and I don't play games,
and you and I are
very good together,
so so let me in now,
or I walk away.
Yeah ♪
(crying)
- Liv?
I think it's gonna rain ♪
(continues sobbing)
Liv, are you okay?
(Bags thud)
♪
(Projector and
camera shutter click)