(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Indistinct conversations)
Harrison Wright? Quinn Perkins.
I can't stay. What are you drinking?
I can't stay. I'm sorry. I only came
because Lori wouldn't give me your number so I could cancel
and I didn't want you to be waiting here
because getting stood up in this particular bar is
like falling facedown on a runway.
And even though I don't know you, Lori's got
this annoying habit of meddling, so it seemed only decent... what are you drinking?
I can't stay is what I'm saying. I don't do blind dates.
My parents met on a blind date.
They've been inseparable ever since. I'm happy for your parents and for you,
because it means you exist, but I don't do blind dates. This isn't a blind date.
What? It's a job interview. What are you drinking?
Dirty martini. What do you mean this is a job interview?
This is a job interview. You're a baby lawyer. You're 12 years old.
I am 28 years old. Why aren't we sitting in an office in a law firm?
Because that's not how we do job interviews. I didn't apply for a job with you.
You did. You did. I didn't. I didn't.
Okay, you know what? This has been whatever,
but I don't do blind dates, so... Ask me who I work for.
What?
You really want to ask me who I work for.
Fine. Who do you work for? Olivia Pope.
Olivia Pope?
The Olivia Pope?
Wait. (Chuckles) Shut up.
Is this some kind of ploy to make me stay on this date?
Quinn, this is not a blind date.
On blind dates, I like to buy a woman dinner
'cause it makes her more likely
to either sleep with me or give me a second date.
When I buy you dinner, you'll know I'm interested.
You did apply for a job with me.
The way I know you applied for a job with me
is that I have your resume on my iPad,
the way I know you would kill puppies to get this job
is the way you stopped breathing
when I said the name "Olivia Pope," which is a tell,
your tell, which you should look at, 'cause I'm gonna offer you
a crap salary, and you'll have to take it,
'cause you never really learned how to breathe in and out
without stopping, but don't feel bad,
'cause we all get paid crap salaries
because we're the good guys. I'm a good guy,
which means I generally don't lie, but I just did to you.
This is not a job interview.
Wait. I don't, um, I'm confused.
Olivia already told me to hire you.
The job is yours, if you want it.
The best job you'll ever have.
You'll change lives, slay dragons,
love the hunt more than you ever dreamed
because Olivia Pope is as amazing as they say.
And, uh... (Clears throat) I'm not a baby lawyer.
I'm a gladiator in a suit,
'cause that's what you are when you work for Olivia.
You're a gladiator in a suit.
Do you want to be a gladiator in a suit? Hmm?
Mm. Mm-hmm. You gotta say it.
I want to be a gladiator in a suit.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
Sync & corrections by into-the-light www.addic7ed.com
(Elevator whirring)
We're gonna get killed.
Did you propose? Weren't you gonna ask her tonight?
I was doing this tonight. Liv, we're gonna get killed.
We're $3 million short.
So you flaked. Why are we short?
The ambassador couldn't come up with the rest,
which is a problem, a very big problem,
why we shouldn't even be going up there in the first place.
And I did not flake. I'm working for you.
Don't worry. They'll take what we give them.
Did you at least buy the engagement ring?
Ukrainian mobsters do not take what you give them.
They just shoot you. So we have bigger things to worry about
than me not proposing to my girlfriend.
We are in a situation here. Focus. Do what you do.
(Elevator door rattles)
Good evening, gentlemen.
You got the money?
Of course, all $3 million. We said $6 million.
Did we? We did.
I have $3 million.
That's a problem.
Well, it's all the ambassador had on such short notice,
so you're just gonna have to take it.
Leave the $3 million. When you come back with the rest... Liv?
We have a deal.
That's not gonna happen, Oskar.
No? Nyet.
What's going to happen is you and Vlad are
gonna take the $3 million and leave right now
for Dulles to make your flight to the motherland.
The reason you're gonna want to go right now
beside the fact that it's just good travel sense
to give yourself enough time for international check-in,
is in exactly 4 hours and 15 minutes,
both of your names are gonna suddenly "pop up"
on homeland security's no-fly list.
Lucky for you, you're booked on a flight
that leaves in two and a half hours,
so if it were me, I'd much rather spend $3 million in Kiev
than here in Georgetown.
Way more bang for your buck.
In fact, it may even feel like $6 million once you're there.
(Lock clicks)
Good boys. So since we have a deal,
I am gonna take what we paid for.
Pleasure doing business with you.
I thank you, my client thanks you,
and I hope to never see you again.
God, I love this job.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Elevator bell dings)
Do I look okay?
Too much cleavage. Olivia'll talk about you.
This is huck. He's our tech guy.
Used to be CIA, right, huck? I don't talk about that. New girl?
New girl. Are you sure she's here? It's late.
She's here. She's always here.
That's Stephen. That's Abby.
He's a litigator. She's an investigator.
And that's...
Olivia Pope.
(Scoffs)
Come on.
(Olivia) I'm not doing it.
(Abby) Well, I'm not doing it either.
Do not look at me. How'd it go?
We gave them $3 million. They gave us the package.
$3 million down. The woman doesn't flinch.
We're just waiting for pickup.
Too much cleavage.
Oh, I'm... I'm sorry. I didn't know that I was coming here.
Can I just say that I am a huge fan?
I so admire your work in the White House.
It is an honor to work for your law firm.
We're not a law firm.
We're lawyers, but this is not a law firm.
Law firms are for pansies.
(Olivia) We solve problems.
Manage crises, save reputations.
Right. Of course. It's still an honor.
(Chuckles)
Harrison feed you a line about being a gladiator in a suit?
Liv. He did, and I am ready to gladiate or whatever.
(Baby fusses) You know how to gladiate a diaper change?
(Woman) Bazyli!
(Speaking polish)
(Man) Thank you.
Thank you. When the russians kidnapped him,
I thought... but you returned my son back to me.
Thank you.
Anything I can do for you. Anything.
If you ever have a second child, Olivia's a beautiful name.
Mr. ambassador, you can take your son back to the consulate
and keep him safe. And you can never tell anyone about this.
The FBI is sick of me.
Of course. Thank you.
Thank you.
(Elevator doors close)
Hoo-hoo! Good work, everyone.
(Harrison laughs)
What...
(Knock on door)
(Door opens) (Huck) We've got incoming.
(Stephen) It's after hours. Take a message. We're going home.
Not on the phone. Here. And you want to talk to him.
(Panting)
You have to help me.
Somebody has to help me. Please.
My girlfriend...
She's dead.
The police think I killed her.
(Cell phone camera shutter clicks)
Welcome to Olivia Pope and Associates.
Lieutenant colonel Sullivan "Sully" St. James...
age 32, did two tours in Iraq,
was injured saving the lives of his entire unit,
a war hero. (Clicking)
And not just any war hero... the first living marine
awarded the medal of honor for action in any war since Vietnam.
(Abby) A famous war hero, working class, patriotic,
comes from a long line of soldiers.
Here he is with the president. (Clears throat)
Also sexiest man alive 2010.
Poster boy for the military...
And for the conservative right. That's how he makes his living.
He gives expensive speeches, makes a fortune.
He's anti-choice, pro-gun,
hates the gays, and likes it when kids pray in school.
Abby. I'm just saying he sickens me politically.
I'm not saying we shouldn't help him. Who's the dead girlfriend?
Paige Montgomery... 27, rich girl, good family. (Clicking)
It's on the police scanners.
Girl was found dead in her apartment,
three shots to the head. (Harrison) Three? That's not an accident.
Sully called 9-1-1, but took off before the police arrived.
Wait. What are we... can I ask?
What do we do? I mean, if we aren't defense lawyers,
we're not the state's attorney, it looks like he did it,
so what do we do? What can we do?
First we interview Sully.
I was gonna propose.
We were gonna get married.
Uh, Paige was everything to me.
She was my best friend.
We listen to him. We watch him.
Did you kill her? No.
I would never. I loved her.
Where'd the blood come from?
In this moment, we are the judge and we are the jury,
the media and the public opinion.
I went to her apartment, and I found her like that.
I held her, but there was, uh, just so much...
Blood, and I-I called the police and I-I-I panicked.
I'm on TV, you know, so I didn't know what to do.
I thought that they would think that I did it.
I panicked. I'm sorry.
This is the moment where we decide who he is.
Where were you during the murder?
I walk at night around the neighborhood.
I-I was walking, and I stepped into Matty's pub and I had a beer.
And then I kept walking and went to go see Paige.
Do you own a handgun?
Not since I left the military.
(Sobbing)
I just don't believe she's actually gone.
I vote no. The guy's a fugitive covered in blood.
Not once did he question who killed Paige
or ask us to find her killer.
We all know that's a red flag. He did it. No, I don't think he did.
He's a soldier, government-issue trained killing machine.
He'd have to be an idiot to get her blood all over himself,
call 9-1-1, and then run. But I still vote no.
It's a media hand grenade.
I don't want to take it because it's too messy, too much work.
And I hate republicans.
My vote always comes down to my gut.
My gut tells me everything I need to know.
We're taking the case.
Why do we even bother voting?
You're pretty and smart.
So pretty, so smart.
(Stephen sighs)
Next I set the rules.
We're gonna give you a clean shirt and put you in Stephen's office.
You are to stay there. No phone calls...
not to work, not to friends, not to press, no one.
This is on us now.
Your job is to stay in that office and let us do our job.
Then I warn them.
I always warn them.
I have one rule... do not lie.
You lie, all bets are off. Got it?
Now is there anything else you want to tell me?
I didn't kill her.
She was my best friend.
I loved her.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Doorbell buzzes)
(Buzzes doorbell)
(Clears throat) Why am I not surprised that you're on this?
You have to give me 48 hours
before you arrest or charge Sully St. James.
I was sleeping. The U.S. attorney's office never sleeps.
You told me that once. I was being ironic.
48 hours before you arrest or charge.
Olivia, you don't have the muscle of the White House behind you anymore.
You're just a private citizen, who is, by the way, annoying.
He's a decorated war hero. He's a patriot.
You realize the blowback you'll get for rushing to judgment
on a patriot? The blowback you'll create?
Well, yeah. That's my job.
Do you actually have the naivete to believe
that waking me in the middle of the night and threatening me
is the correct path to getting your way?
I wasn't threatening you. He didn't kill her.
My gut says he didn't.
Your spidey senses aren't evidence.
I've been on the phone with homicide.
He killed her and ran.
I can have a reporter out here in 20 minutes, with cameras,
asking why you are persecuting an innocent, handicapped medal of honor winner.
Perhaps because he's a well-known conservative republican
and you are considering a bid on the democratic ticket next year.
Just to be clear... that was me threatening you.
You have until morning. 36 hours.
24 hours. Sold. Pleasure to see you again.
(Siren wailing)
Hey, Wally.
Body still here or did the morgue take it already?
Go home. I'm not telling you a thing. You don't have to.
I'll just take a quick peek at the crime scene.
Not on my watch. How's your wife, Wally? She's what, six months pregnant?
Does she know about the stripper?
You're a real bitch, you know that?
I do know that, Wally.
(The Staples Singers' "Respect Yourself" playing)
♪ If you don't give a heck ♪
♪ about the man with the bible in his hand ♪
(Camera shutter clicking)
♪ Just get out the way ♪
♪ and let the gentleman do this thing ♪
♪ respect yourself ♪
(Camera shutter clicks)
So you guys don't try cases.
You don't go to court.
We do our jobs right, we never need to go to court.
Now look, the reason we're not a law firm
is we don't have to play th the res of the law.
We're fixers, crisis managers.
We make the problems of our client, big or small, go away.
It's not about solving a crime. It's not about justice.
It's about our client.
(Taps table)
No.
Lisa. No!
Lisa. You didn't call me.
I'm an ass. Who slept with me and didn't call me.
I'm getting married.
You?
You're getting married? You?
Her name is Georgia. She teaches third grade,
which is why, as much as I would like to,
I can't do it with you in the freezer anymore.
What do you want?
I need you to fast-track an autopsy, slip me the report.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
We've been here all night.
Hey, don't you people ever sleep?
Don't any of you have...
Husbands, wives, and kids, lives?
No.
Oh.
Gladiators...
In suits.
♪ Oh, you cuss around women ♪
♪ and you don't even know their name ♪
♪ no ♪
♪ and you dumb enough to think ♪
♪ that'll make you a big old man ♪
♪ yeah, yeah ♪
♪ respect yourself ♪
We need more.
(Sighs)
The guy's alibi is water,
bloody clothes, and he's a runner. He killed her.
Definitely killed her.
There. Gun was found on the scene.
I'll work the cops,
find out if there are any fingerprints on the gun.
And there. Look at them.
Look how he's looking at her. He loves her.
A guy in love only kills if he has motive.
(Cell phone alert chimes)
If he has a motive, we need to find it before the police do.
I have to step out. I'll be back.
We need more.
So what happens now?
She wants more, we get more.
(Projector and camera shutter click)
What?
Hi. Hello. How are you?
What?
You working the Sully St. James thing?
I'm trying to stamp out the flames.
If you guys could refrain from commenting... what's your gut say?
He didn't do it. Your gut's never wrong. We'll stay quiet.
But keep me in the loop.
You didn't ask me here to talk about Sully St. James.
He needs a favor.
I don't work for him anymore. He trusts you.
I don't work for him anymore. And yet you came when I called.
What?
There's a girl, an aide,
going around saying she's sleeping with him.
Is she? Liv.
Bill Clinton, Monica Lewinsky.
John Edwards, Rielle Hunter. Is she?
No. You know him. He's not that guy.
I need you to shut her down.
(Siren wailing in distance)
I need to see him.
Liv, that's not possible. You want me to shut her down?
Then I need to look him in the eye and know he's not lying.
He's not...
Look, the man's schedule is insane.
He has no time to see you.
He wants the favor. He wants my services.
I do not work for him anymore,
so you tell the president of the United States to make time.
You're going? I'm going.
To camp David? I won't be gone long.
You're going to camp David to meet with the president why?
Meeting at the White House is too official.
Press is there.
He wants you to take your old job back, doesn't he?
He's wooing you. He's not wooing me. We're friends.
You and I are friends. He's the leader of the free world.
Your life makes me feel unsuccessful.
Stay on Sully. Text me if anything happens.
I'll be back soon.
Hey, um...
Should I really do it? Yes.
I'm talking about asking Georgia to marry me.
Yes. Because I was thinking I'd buy the ring today,
but now with Sully... Stephen, do you want me to talk you into it or out of it?
Into it. Out of it.
No. Into it.
Normal lives... that's the dream. You love her. She loves you.
Normal people get married.
You won't even date.
I'm not normal.
(Elevator whirring)
Okay, huck finally managed to hack Paige's e-mail.
I've been reading them and I think I found something.
Paige sent an e-mail to a friend, Ariel Masse.
On the night of the murder, they were supposed to attend
an embassy party together. So why didn't she go?
I... I don't know.
Don't ever say "I don't know."
Olivia doesn't believe in "I don't know."
She asks you why, you better have an answer. Abby!
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
Yeah, Paige and I were supposed to go to
the French Consulate dinner. What happened?
She called at the last minute and she canceled. No big deal.
Ariel, if there's something you're not telling me...
Look, you have to understand... Paige loves Sully.
She used to be... we both used to be, you know, party girls,
always out, always with a different guy.
And then Paige met Sully,
and she just settled down with him, you know?
It made her family really happy. They were amazing together.
(Crying) Oh, I just can't believe she's dead.
Ariel, you can cry. That's understandable,
but that's not gonna make me go away.
What aren't you telling me?
(Woman) In other news,
White House press secretary Joyce Armstrong
is saying that as of now, president grant will issue
no comment regarding war hero Sullivan St. James'
possible involvement... Olivia Pope.
In the murder of socialite Paige Montgomery.
(Woman) He'll be right with you.
Hi. Hello. How are you?
Better. You're here. He'll be out in a moment.
First lady came. She knows about this?
It's not like during the election, Liv.
The isolation of the White House bonded them.
Their marriage is stronger than ever.
Liv!
Mellie.
Oh. You never call. You never write.
Well, you're a little busy. (Chuckles) (Chuckles)
How are the kids?
Ah, Jerry's adjusting to White House life pretty well.
But Karen... she misses her friends, hates secret service.
(Chuckles) How are you?
Are you dating anybody?
Because there is this guy at council's office
I think you'd really hit it off with.
I'm good, really. Thank you.
Livvie.
Mr. President.
It's good to see you.
I know you've got your hands full
with the Sully St. James thing.
I can't thank you enough for taking this on.
Her name is Amanda Tanner.
She's 27.
I've got rumors she might be talking.
And you can't fire her.
Not without a nightmare on our hands.
Look, as yet, she hasn't gone to the press.
It'd like to put a stop to it before she does.
It's not right. Makes me look like a dirty old man.
I have to ask.
No.
I never,
I would never.
No.
You've known me a long time, longer than most.
You know I did not fall for some young girl.
You know there's only one person I love.
Mellie and Fitz are happy together, Liv.
He'd have no reason to cheat.
I'll handle it.
Consider it handled.
You should come back to the White House.
We need you on our side.
I like working for myself.
But I've never left your side.
The band is back together.
(Camera shutter clicks) (Olivia) Where are we?
Waiting on forensics on the gun to come in.
Whoo-hoo! Paige is a whore!
She was screwing some guy named Tom Henderson.
(Clicking) She canceled on the embassy party to meet up with him.
We have another viable suspect! Paige is a whore!
(Laughs) I'm gonna run down Henderson,
see if I can make something stick. (Laughs)
Quinn, I need you to find out everything you can
about an Amanda Tanner. You have an hour... (Clicking)
And then I need you to come with me.
Impress her.
(Projector and camera shutter clicks)
Can I ask what we're... you're acting as my witness.
Just stay by my side. Don't say anything.
Cute dog.
Golden Retriever?
Yeah. His name's Thomas Jefferson,
which is lame, I know, but he's very presidential.
Aren't you, T.J.?
Amanda, it would be a mistake to think there will be
no consequences to you telling lies about the president.
How do you know my name? Who are you?
My name is Olivia Pope. And I want to be clear...
I'm not here on any official capacity. I'm only here
to warn you, because you should know what could happen.
It could become hard for you to find employment,
your face would be everywhere.
People would associate you with a sex scandal.
All kinds of information about you
would easily become available to the press.
For example, you've had 22 sexual partners that we know of.
Also, there's that ugly bout of gonorrhea.
And your family... your mother's mental illness...
a psychotic break, two years at Bedford Hospital.
I bet that's private. She runs a daycare now, right?
He told me he loved me.
He gave me this dog.
See, it's those kind of lies that could hurt you
if you said them to other people... people not as nice as me.
I'll give you some free advice.
Hand in your resignation and pack up your dog and your things
and get in your car and go.
Find a small city... Minneapolis, maybe, or Denver,
get a little job, meet a boring boy, make some friends.
Because in this town, your career is over.
(Sniffles) You're done.
(Crying) Why are you doing this to me?
I'm a good person.
You know who else was a good person? Monica Lewinsky.
And she was telling the truth, but she still got destroyed.
(Sniffles)
If you get subpoenaed in front of a grand jury,
you can testify as an officer of the court that I was working on my own.
I didn't blackmail or threaten her.
(Keypad beeps) If you don't get subpoenaed, this never happened.
It's handled.
(Switch clicks, electricity hums)
(Crying)
Are you crying?
This is the ladies' room.
Are you crying? No.
Yes, you are. No, I'm not.
You are.
(Sighs) (Lock clicks)
Fine.
I'm crying.
Well, don't let Olivia see you doing that.
(Sighs deeply) (Turns on faucet)
She doesn't believe in crying. (Turns off faucet)
She doesn't believe in...
What is that? Who says that?
Olivia. She says that.
Wait. C-can I ask you... why did she hire me?
I mean, she must get a hundred resumes. Why me?
What about me... what about me says "stand next to me
while I decimate a girl walking her dog"?
You're here because you worship her.
You want to be her.
You think if you're near her, if you stand in her light,
then you'll finally do stuff that matters.
Because you need to believe that there's something greater
than a-a 9:00 to 5:00 crap job, that there's a higher purpose,
that your life has meaning, because the world feels big and you feel lost.
Am I right?
(Sniffles)
Olivia Pope fixes things. That's who she is.
You need fixing. I don't know your story.
I don't need to know. We all have a story.
Everyone in this office needs fixing.
You're a stray dog, and Olivia took you in.
Don't question it.
(Paper towel rips)
No crying.
We don't cry, ever.
(Man) The president and the first lady
are just now returning to the White House,
where tonight they will be hosting a state dinner
for President Sarkozy and the French first lady. (Cell phone beeps)
(Woman) Even though many see this as a positive move
in relations between the two countries...
(Cyrus) Cyrus Beene. Put him on. I just need a second.
Olivia needs you.
(Fitz) Hi, Liv. Did you buy her a dog?
What?
Just answer the question.
No, of course not. Why do you ask?
Do me a favor. Turn your head a little to the left.
(Woman speaking indistinctly on TV)
Okay.
Sorry. Forget I asked. Thank you, Mr. President.
Uh, Sully's on the crawl
on the big three cable news stations, all over "drudge."
Network news is still hours away,
but, uh, Diane Sawyer's already sniffing.
I've got good, I've got bad, I've got ugly.
The good... Tom Henderson spilled his guts
the minute I leaned on him. Bad... he has an airtight alibi.
He was working as a bouncer at a club
at the time of the murder. 100 witnesses.
Ugly... Henderson claims
that Sully knew he was sleeping with his girlfriend,
which gives Sully motive.
Even uglier... gun found in the murder
has Sully's prints all over it,
which gives him means. Damn it.
Did you know Paige was sleeping with Tom Henderson?
What?
Did... you... Know?
I hired you. You can't come in here and t...
yes, she can. She can do whatever the hell she wants,
because without her, you are definitely going to jail.
My guess is 20 years, but if they get fancy,
a life sentence is a possibility.
Is that what you want?
Did you know Paige was sleeping with Tom Henderson?
Yeah.
(Sighs) Yeah, I knew.
Look over our statement. Get me five soldiers...
Make sure it uses the words "war hero"... Preferably with bars on their uniforms,
who are willing to attest to Sully's heroism and kindness... And get our defense attorney down here.
On the record.
Wait. Wait. I did not kill Paige.
Paige...
She slept around a lot before.
I would've forgiven her.
But I didn't kill her. You have to believe me.
Sully, your fingerprints are on the gun.
That's because I picked it up off of the floor.
I am a soldier
and I have looked into the faces of men as I killed them.
I know what it means to take a life.
I don't know how a person could do this to someone they love.
I loved Paige. She was my best friend.
I did not kill her.
Find me somebody, anybody,
who can say they saw Sully at the time of the murder.
Make his alibi stick. Liv.
I believe him. Abby, I believe him.
Go make his alibi stick.
I'll get the car.
In a minute. Huck, did you talk to my guy?
Yeah. You got it?
I got it.
What?
(Sets box down)
Open it.
They're engagement rings.
Yes.
They're engagement rings.
For getting engaged.
They're engagement rings.
Stephen, we made you a reservation...
8:00 P.M. Chez Henri.
Best table.
Huck already called Georgia. She's meeting you there.
Pick a ring. Marry the girl.
Be normal.
You can't just... you're bullying me.
As long as I've known you, you've dated a series of women
I can only describe as trashy and too young for you
and most of all, stupid.
(Chuckles)
Georgia is funny and fun and old enough
and brilliant, and you know you want to marry her.
We all know you want to marry her, so pick a damn ring already
so we can go find an alibi for Sully St. James.
She'll like this one.
Excellent choice.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Typing)
(Amanda) I want to see her.
(Quinn) She's not available. I want to see her.
She's not available. Let me through.
Amanda. I want you to give him a message.
That's not appropriate.
Not appropriate? Not appropriate?
You came to me, and I know he sent you.
I know you can give him a message. This conversation is over. Please leave.
I quit my job, okay? I did it. Now please give him a message!
Marlon, take her down. Do not let her back up.
I'm telling the truth. I am.
(Elevator bell dings, elevator whirs)
Time's up, Liv. I have a warrant.
I still have 40 minutes.
Fine. 40 minutes and then I want Sully St. James in handcuffs.
You stay out here. Nobody crosses this doorway.
Get Abby on the phone. Tell her we've been invaded.
Tell her time is up.
(Indistinct conversations)
Yeah. Okay. Okay. All right.
I showed Sully's picture to everyone in the bar.
No one saw him the night of the murder,
and Liv's got cops in the lobby. He's finished.
Maybe not.
I have $500 in cash...
(Pants) And a pizza.
Howie, meet your $500 and your pizza.
Deep dish, sausage and mushroom? Yeah.
Show me.
We have a ticking clock here, Howie.
I'm counting.
Last night, between 10:00 and midnight,
the bank camera that points northeast towards Matty's pub.
Speed through. (Typing)
Stop. Right there.
Is...
Is that Sully?
We're gonna need a copy of that.
We don't have a lot of time.
The police are here, so I need you to listen.
What's going on?
We were able to verify your alibi.
You were?
That's...
That's a good thing, right?
Sully, you're the most decorated hero since the Vietnam War,
you come from a family of soldiers, you make your living
giving speeches for the conservative right,
and you've said over and over, Paige was your best friend.
Not your lover, your best friend.
(Inhaling sharply)
Paige knew, didn't she?
She was your best friend. She knew you were gay.
The two of you had a deal.
You can't show that tape to anyone.
I need the name of the man you were kissing.
You can't show that tape and you can't have a name.
It's your alibi.
No. I'm...
You cannot tell people that I am gay.
I am a hero.
(Abby) The police have a warrant for your arrest.
All due respect, people finding out you're gay is
no big deal compared to that. No.
I am a hero.
I honor the uniform.
Sully...
I honor the uniform!
(Breathing deeply)
Sully, look at me.
The rules have changed.
Don't ask, don't tell is over.
That is talk!
I am a conservative republican!
I am publicly anti-gay!
I am the deacon in my church.
They're talking about me running for Congress one day.
I am Lieutenant Colonel Sullivan St. James.
I'm a hero.
I can't be gay.
But you are.
This is who you are.
This is your alibi.
Let us help you.
Come on, Sully.
No.
Sully.
Sullivan St. James, you have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can
you have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford one, one will be provided to you...
(Door opens)
Hey. You seen Olivia?
Sully was just arrested.
Olivia went to the police station.
Oh.
What's up? I'm on my way there.
Got a strange call... some girl named Amanda Tanner.
What about her? She's in the hospital. She tried to kill herself.
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Indistinct conversations)
Reporters are starting to gather outside.
Crap.
Our defense attorney's with Sully now,
but it doesn't seem optimistic. What do we do?
We can't use the alibi. Can we leak it?
We... he's our client. We have to do at he wants.
I hate this.
(Cell phone alert chimes)
(Exhales deeply) I have to go.
Now? It's after 6:00. They won't arraign him till morning.
I'll be back. Get in to see Sully.
See if you can change his mind.
Uh, Georgia's gonna be waiting for me at Chez Henri.
I could cancel.
We'll work on Sully. Go.
Go.
Okay. Thanks.
(Buzzer sounds)
Get down on one knee. Women li that.
(Siren wails)
What happened?
She slashed her wrists.
Any press sniffing around?
No. No one. One of the nurses told me her dad's flying in.
'Ll be here in the morning.
Okay. She hasn't spoken anyone...
no nurses or doctors... about anything? Just to me.
Good. Stay with her.
Olivia.
You said to trust ur gut.
My gut says she's telling the truth. She's not.
How do you know? Because I know the president.
Okay. It's just she was going on and on and on
about how there's this secret room off of the oval office
where they've met, and I've read about the White House.
There is a little room.
If you read it, she read it. People are crazy.
They get fixated on famous people. They stalk them.
But I don't think she's crazy.
Tell me why.
Okay. She tried to kill herself, but she didn't want to die.
She called you right after she did it because she wanted him
to find out she was hurt and come see her.
She thought he would do that. Quinn.
She was going on and on and on about how she thought he'd come
and call her "sweet baby" and everything would be fine. What?
What?
What did you say?
That he'd come if she was hurt.
And he would call her...
Sweet baby. And I was just thinking
that if she really thought that if he found out...
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Woman speaks indistinctly)
Where is he?
It'll just be a moment.
(Door closes)
(Cell phone ringing)
(Ring)
Stephen, I can't talk right now. What's wrong?
Okay. I'll be there. I'm coming.
Maybe half an hour. Because I'm doing something.
I'm coming. I-I have to go. (Door opens)
Livvie?
This is a surprise.
We're gonna need the room, please.
Sir, you have to give that toast to the president of France
in ten minutes. Maybe you could find... we need the room.
(Door closes)
Livvie.
Sweet baby?
(Whispers) Sweet ba...
(chuckles, normal voice) Sweet baby?
Co here.
You left me.
Because you are married, because you said you wanted to try to dedicate yourself
to your marriage, because you are the leader of the free world...
(Voice breaks) And I wanted you to be a better man.
I wanted you to be the man I campaigned for,
helped get elected, and I voted for. Do not touch me.
Don't touch me. Please.
(Pants)
(Whispers) Look at me.
Look at me.
(Whispers) Did you give her that dog?
Livvie.
Did you give her that dog?
I love you.
(Crying) I believed you. You clouded judgment.
You made me mistrust my gut because I wanted to believe you!
Destroyed that girl! She tried to kill herself.
(Door opens)
I just want to say that we can hear you screaming.
Mr. President,
you want to go clean up.
Cy... no. You have lipstick on your mouth.
You need to clean up.
(Door opens and closes)
Mother of God.
You didn't know.
He tells you everything.
Didn't tell me this.
Because it didn't matter enough.
No, Liv. Liv.
Don't. I have to go.
(Camera shutter clicks)
(Sam Cooke's "Nothing Can Change This Love" playing)
(Indistinct conversations)
Just a minute.
(Whispers) Liv.
♪ If I go ♪
Y-you're in a coat closet.
You can do this.
That's the thing. I don't think I can.
Tell me.
You know, what if I-I marry her
and I cheat or she gs bored with me or...
She doesn't love me enough?
I am not a good guy.
Livvie, what if she...
Leaves me?
I gotta trust my gut and my gut is what?
(Chuckles) Never wrong.
Never wrong, and my gut tells me at she's in this.
She's in this with you.
If it doesn't work, it doesn't work,
but you have to try,
because if you try, if you leap and you try,
and it doesn't work out, it's not on you.
It's not on me.
You can do this.
Okay.
I can do this.
Go. Be happy. Get some normal.
♪ ...everything nice ♪
♪ you're the girl of my, my, my, my dreams ♪
♪ if you wanted ♪
♪ to leave me and roam ♪
Georgia.
♪ When you got back ♪
It would give me...
The greatest honor...
♪ 'Cause, honey ♪
(Applause)
♪ Nothing, nothing ♪
♪ nothing can ever change this love I have for you ♪
♪ oh, oh ♪
♪ oh, oh, oh, yeah ♪
(Siren wails)
We may never know who killed Paige.
But this isn't about
you not going to jail for Paige's murder.
This is about you not living a lie.
Sully, I saw that kiss.
You love that man, whoever he is.
You love him.
You have been living with a secret for a really long time.
I know what that's like.
I honestly do.
And you think you're doing it for the right reasons.
You think you're doing it for your country
and for the people who look up to you,
but the thing is, who you are, who you love...
that shouldn't be a secret.
It shouldn't have to be a secret, should it?
John Latimer.
That's his name.
And I do...
Love him.
(Sighs)
(Projector and camera shutter clicking)
(Camera shutters clicking)
I am honored
to have served my country.
I am honored to have been injured serving my country.
And just as importantly,
I am honored to be a gay man who served my country.
(Woman) That was Sullivan st. Ames,
cleared of murder charges.
The other soldiers are a nice touch, don't you think?
...soldiers standing by his side.
Sully appeared stoically strong...
You... you have good ideas.
(Camera shutters clicking)
So Sully's innocent.
He didn't kill Paige. Then who did? Don't matter.
It matters, just not to us
all that matters is Sully. That's the job.
Look, I take all this stuff to the police. Maybe it helps them.
Finding Paige's killer is their job.
You said we were the good guys. We are.
Really? I mean, is Olivia... is she one of the good guys?
No. She's not one of the good guys. She's the best guy.
It's not enough to say it.
You gotta believe it.
Gladiators... in suits.
That's what I'm talking about.
(Woman) Congressional conservative leadership
is expected sometime... (Pauses TV)
Uh, he wants to see you.
Tell him to go to hell.
I'm just the messenger.
You tell him that he better hope to God
Amanda Tanner doesn't want to come forward with her story,
because she just became my client.
(Camera shutters clicking)
(Sully) I am honored to have served my country.
I am honored to have been injured serving my country.
And just as importantly,
I am honored to be a gay man who served my country.
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