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What do you want? Sit down. No. Sit down, Olivia. I am busy. I have a job. I have people who count on me. I don't have time to come running down to the White House on your beck and call like you're the only one who's important. Sitting down is not happening. So what do you want? You. Goodbye, Mr. President. Oh, come on! You do not summon me! You do not walk away from me! I'm done. I told you I was done. We're over. We're not over. We're not ever gonna be over. I am never going to be over you. Your wife is at Blair House, and she's about to explode your political career. You'll never get reelected if you don't get her back. Your time as president will be over, and you're worried about getting your mistress back? How many times do I need to tell you that you're more than that? Come back to me. Forgive me. I love you. Please stop. Please stop getting my hopes up. Just stop! I can't stop. I won't. Olivia? I am not a toy you can play with when you're bored or lonely or horny. I am not the girl the guy gets at the end of the movie. I am not a fantasy. If you want me, earn me! Until then, we are done. It's not enough. It's not what I asked for. Take this deal. Or else. Or else what? Flip the page. It's blank. Because that's how much political capital you'll have. After the whisper campaign, we'll start within the party about how you were complicit with the president's affair, about how you are a frigid and a closeted lesbian, about how you tore the president down for your own political gain. It'll be dirty and false and relentless. And by the time we're done to pack money, we'll slow to a trickle, and you won't have so much as a friend of me left inside the beltway. Olivia Pope just left my husband's office. I have as many friends over there as you do. I want what I asked for nothing less I have to say this is not an interview I was expecting to do I understand it was your idea It was James And believe me what I'm about to say. Well, it's not an easy thing to admit. We have been experiencing some difficulties in our marriage. What do you mean by that, Mrs. Grant? My husband was unfaithful to me. You're saying he... Saying my husband had an extramarital affair. I'll put my ear to the ground, find out what I can about how the public is taking all this, how it's being messaged by the news anchors and pundits, and I'll get some intel on Melly and what her next move is going to be, and then Cyrus and I... No. Vince! No! You don't do anything. This is my problem. I made a decision, and I'm going to deal with it. What? What? You have a look on your face. You are wrong. I am not wrong. I am very good at what I do. I am better at it than anybody else. That's not arrogance. That's fact. I am definitely better at it than you and your boys at the White House. You need me if you're going to survive this. Maybe. But you are not fixing or handling me anymore, Libby. And if we are going to survive this, if you and I are going to make it together, you have to stand down. But... Stand down and wait for me to do this on my own. Good evening. I'll make this concise and to the point. My marriage is none of your business. And because the question has been asked repeatedly today, I'd like to take this opportunity to announce to the American people that I will seek a second term as your president, and humbly ask the country to join me in forging ahead to finish the good work we've only just begun. I know what you're giving up. you