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Everything's going to be fine.

LBJ literally called his the
"ugliest thing he ever saw."

LBJ must have been a very vain man.

- You remember Clinton?
- I do.

Then you remember how he got played.

What? It's true.

Shadow of a blue dress,

painted right there beside him,
clear as day.

Fitz, the artist you chose

for your official presidential
portrait is phenomenal.

You have nothing to worry about.

Teddy Roosevelt didn't think he had

anything to worry about, either.

His artist chose to depict him
as a mewling cat.

Now you're worried
about looking like a cat?

You're enjoying this.

You have no idea.

Not helpful.

I have to go. Mellie's being
questioned tomorrow.

Right.

I suppose resembling a cat

should be the least of my worries

when my ex-wife's presidency
is on the line, anyway.

Fitz, I know whatever happens
with Mellie tomorrow

is going to affect you, too.

I know that it's your legacy,
too, your story.

Exactly.

So, how do you think
this story ends, Liv?

Any ideas?

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And then, after the teaser,
we hit Kaylee Myers at Justice,

then we go to Michaels
at the White House.

He'll lead into his donut, and then
his Q and A will be on the prompter.

So you are telling me
that we are making television

the same as we do every night?

Was this the dream? What our mothers

and grandmothers burned their bras for?

So, that you would have
the cherished opportunity

to be in these hallowed halls
and waste my time?

Back away from me!

Where's the countdown?

And running, three, two...

Lovers of Liberty, brace yourselves,

for our top story is more salacious

than the greatly respected

fair and unbiased nightly news
program I usually bring you,

but this is our reality.

This is happening in America right now.

President Melody Grant
will be questioned

by a special prosecutor
as to whether or not

she tried to kill Vice President Beene

by paying an assassin to crash his plane

into our beloved District of Columbia.

Whoa! That's a mouthful.

President Grant has, of course,
denied these charges publicly,

but tomorrow the President
will be under oath.

Will she risk perjury
and repeat that denial

under the questioning of Lonnie Mencken?

Only God and Mellie Grant
know the answer,

and that will be the
moment you, Lovers of Liberty,

find out the truth.

On advice of counsel,
I respectfully decline

to answer and assert
my Fifth Amendment privilege.

- It's that simple.
- It's not that simple, Helena.

I haven't done anything wrong!

Madam President, as your attorney,

I want to remind you that
invoking the Fifth Amendment...

Is the quickest way to make it appear

as though she has something to hide.

The second you say those words,

you give them everything they want.

Answer the questions you're asked.

"Is it true that Charlie worked
on your campaign?" "Yes, it is."

"Did you later hire Charlie
to assassinate Cyrus Beene?"

"No, you did not."

You make it sound like everything I have

- isn't on the line right now.
- Tell the truth.

Do not plead the Fifth.
The truth is your armor.

Madam President,
I see you got your hair done.

Camera's gonna love it!

Do you, Melody Margaret Grant,

solemnly swear to tell
the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

I do.

Marcus Walker. Long time.

Autumn. What brings you
to this side of town?

My meeting at Justice let out early,

so I'm going to play hooky for
a bit at the new Smithsonian.

You should join me.

I actually got a meeting
I should get to myself.

You still at Agriculture?

Agriculture? I'm on the Hill now.

- Klein.
- Intel committee?

Mm-hmm.

What was the meeting about at Justice?

- Hm?
- The meeting at Justice.

What was it about?

Let me put it this way...

Be glad you don't work
at the White House anymore.

Madam President, you do not deny
an association with the suspect

currently in custody for
the hijacking of Air Force Two?

That is correct.

Were you aware that,
while working on your campaign,

this man, Valentine Cascabel,

a.k.a. Norman Talesai,

a.k.a. Charlie,

was also in the employ of
Olivia Pope and associates?

I am aware. Yes.

Madam President, why did you
fire Olivia Pope?

Marcus!

Mellie's about to get hit.

Excuse me?

Why did you fire
your former Chief of Staff,

your current advisor, Olivia Pope?

I didn't fire Ms. Pope. She resigned.

And yet, here she is,
today, by your side.

Ms. Pope and I worked together

very closely, very intensely for
an extended period of time.

First, in the campaign,
then here in the White House.

After a while, tensions rose.
It happens.

I see.

These tensions... would
they have had anything to do

with Ms. Pope's plot to assassinate

President Rashad of Bashran?

I don't know what you're talking about.

President Rashad.
We need to do something now.

- What are you saying?
- I'm not saying anything.

I'm the President.

I don't need to know the details.

What I need is to guarantee myself

some semblance of deniability, so...

Consider it handled, Madam President.

Mr. Mencken, I don't know what this is

or what you think you're doing...

I'm establishing motive

for the hijacking
of Air Force Two, Ms. Young.

Vice President Beene found out
about your assassination attempt

on the Bashrani president.

He disapproved, and when it became clear

that he wouldn't stay silent,

your solution was to kill him too,

wasn't it, Madam President?

On the advice of counsel,

I respectfully decline to answer

and assert my Fifth Amendment privilege.

There it is.

- We're done here.
- Very well.

Perhaps Ms. Pope will be
able to answer my questions

when we speak tomorrow.

- That's...
- A subpoena.

I look forward to our conversation.

There's no way that video's admissible.

How do they even have this?

It's B613. There are cameras everywhere.

We are living in a fishbowl.

Tell me that won't hold up in court.

Blame it on the PATRIOT Act.

Once you start working
against the state,

it's open season on privacy.

I bet he was watching us.

I bet he was in that dumb,
stupid pool of his,

sitting in front of some monitor

with that dumb, stupid face of his.

Do you like that, Jake?
Are you proud of yourself?

What if Liv doesn't testify?

She'll be held in contempt.

Or worse, she'll look guilty.

We need to get up to the Hill...
before they vote to impeach.

Let them know they're being played.

Waste of time.

Jake Ballard's lying
and we're letting him.

- We need to get ahead of this.
- I am telling you.

- It won't work.
- Why not?

Because we're already behind!

Congress knew about that tape
before we did.

Jake made sure of that.

The narrative has been set.
They have us in a corner.

We're clear about what happens next.

Oh, yeah. Inquiry officially
turns its attention

to Olivia Carolyn Pope, just
as Admiral Ballard suggested.

Lonnie, do I detect a problem?

Look, I don't kid myself about
what we're doing here...

conspiracy to overthrow the
President of the United States,

high treason.
I know what I signed up for.

And you know why.

All you do, every law you break,

is for your country, for your son.

I know why I'm here, Vice President.

Why is he here?

- Who?
- Jake Ballard.

He's a ghost.

Jacob Ballard didn't exist
before joining the Navy.

You've been looking into him?

How does a man without a past
get so lucky?

How does he climb so far, so fast?

He might be pretty,
but he's not that pretty.

There's something else going on here.

Hey.

I think I'm going to work from home.

That's dinner?

Yeah, and breakfast and lunch.

We've been going at this so hard

I don't think I've eaten since...

wait, yesterday?

Yeah, yesterday.

We wouldn't be putting
ourselves through this

if Liv had just killed Cyrus
when she had the chance.

We're happy she didn't.

- Yeah, but...
- We're happy she didn't.

You're just going to have to accept

that, as long as Charlie's behind bars,

I'm not going to be happy
about anything.

Well, blessed be.

I was told people still worked here,

but I wasn't sure I believed it.

Can I help you?

Yes, you can.

You see, there is a rumor,

a rumor that Olivia Pope
has been subpoenaed

to testify against the President.

I wonder if you would like to comment.

Why would we comment against Liv?

Because not too long ago,
it was this firm

that leaked the news that Olivia Pope

had been fired by the White House,

and so I presume that you and Miss Pope

were not on ideal terms,
so can you help me?

We can help you. Help you find the door.

It's right there right behind you.

To be clear, if retribution
isn't incentive enough

to speak out against Olivia Pope,

I'm prepared to pay you or at
least buy you a proper meal.

No, I like cereal.
It's full of nutrients.

Let me be blunt, Miss Perkins.

Lawyers are expensive, and you
are going to need a good one

to liberate your baby daddy.

Is that the word?

One thing I remember from my
brief tenure as President...

ugly things happen to people
in the bowels of the Pentagon.

Well, if you change your mind,
you can call me at the studio.

I'm sure my Lovers of Liberty

would be quite excited
to hear your story.

Have a blessed evening.

Jake.

Give the lady a prize.

Am I supposed to be afraid of you?

Is this supposed to be scary?

No, I brought you something.

You brought me something?

A gift.

Go ahead. Take it.

- What is that?
- Sand.

It's from the island.
Sand from the islands.

My little piece of the sun, our sun.

Jake...

Here. I want you to have it.

I don't want it.

Yeah, I didn't think so.

I would never call myself
a happy person.

Not coming from the people I come from,

the trash that I come from.

But I was happy once.

That island made me happy,
being on that island.

My feet on the sand,
the light on my face.

Standing in the sun.

I was happy standing in the sun...

with you.

Lessons learned, huh?

Jake, we never had a chance.

Not a real one.

- My father...
- Our father.

And we did. We had a chance.

But you had things
you wanted to accomplish,

presidents you wanted to make,
and now so do I.

Don't do this.

I'm taking what is mine,

and you will not stand in my way.

Tomorrow when you are questioned,

you will tell Lonnie
that you killed President Rashad

at Mellie's request.

You will implicate the
President of the United States

and I will make sure
that you are pardoned

as soon as Cyrus becomes President.

You don't have to be this person.

This isn't you.

- I know you.
- No.

You only dealt with me,
treated me like a human being

as long as I carried your bags,
fetched your toys,

kept you warm and defended,
like a good watchdog.

The thing is, Olivia,

if you starve a dog long enough,

it will tear you to pieces.

Tracking the hacker
who hijacked Air Force Two

was a dead end, literally.

There was nothing left
that connects him to Cyrus?

There is nothing left that
connects him to hacking.

So we can't nail him
on the Air Force Two thing.

Fine. What if we went further back?

Cyrus Beene is not lacking in past sins.

- Like Defiance.
- Exactly.

The man rigged an election.

Election rigging blows back on Liv.

And Mellie. It would just be

another article of her impeachment.

Okay. H... How about this?

Cyrus ordered a drone strike
against Liv. I was there.

- What?
- When you were kidnapped,

directing the CIA to take out
an American citizen.

That's something, right?

It would mean telling the world
that Fitz went to war

for his girlfriend. No.

Cyrus killed Amanda Tanner.

- Correction.
- Charlie killed Amanda Tanner,

and I think we can all agree
he's been through enough.

And the last thing Mellie needs
right now

is for Fitz's philandering
to be back in the news.

Oh, what about Jake?!

Jake is his muscle.

We take him off the board
and Cyrus is exposed.

How? Everything Jake did

was with my blessing
or in the name of Mellie.

Recently, sure, but returning
to past sins for a second,

he did act alone
when he murdered James.

David was there.

Killing James was
his first act as Command,

to keep him from telling the world

that Sally Langston
murdered her husband,

a murder that Charlie and Quinn
covered up for B613.

It's no use.

All roads lead back to us or B613.

Anything we accuse them of
hurts us, too.

Former Chief of Staff
Olivia Pope will be testifying

in a mere matter of hours now.

Exactly what she will have to say

to Special Prosecutor Mencken
is still anyone's guess.

However, Washington insiders
are anticipating a smoking gun.

After Ms. Pope was served her subpoena,

the House Judiciary Committee

began drafting articles of impeachment.

How many times have I told you,
you have to be what?

You are the gladiator.

I would gladly follow you over a cliff.

You have to be what?!

Twice.

What?!

"We the people"... it's everything.

Twice as good.

Twice as good as them to
get half of what they have.

But you got to show up.
You got to be a warrior.

You don't get to pick and choose

when the real Olivia Pope
walks through that door.

If there are no more white hats,

if the deck is always stacked,

and if everyone you love is a monster,

there is, in fact, someone worth saving.

- Who?
- Everyone!

- You are the gladiator.
- Everyone is worth saving,

even the monsters, even the demons.

Everyone is worth saving.

You have to be what?

But you got to show up.

You got to be a warrior.

"We the people"... it's everything.

In the face of darkness,

you drag everyone into the light.

That is the point.

At least, I'd like to think
that is the point of you.

It's a new world.

Do you, Olivia Carolyn Pope,
solemnly swear

to tell the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

I do.

Ms. Pope, you were present
for the interview

of President Grant.

You are familiar with the video
surveillance recording

presented as evidence at said interview.

Yes.

Yes. With that in mind,

I prefer to get right to the point.

Did President Grant give you an order

to assassinate President Rashad?

There are many presumptions
included in that question.

It's a simple question... yes or no?

- Did the President...
- That's presuming

that President Rashad was assassinated.

There's evidence to that
submitted to the record,

- evidence provided...
- Evidence is evidence.

- It's not fact, it's not...
- I understand

you don't want to answer
the question, Ms. Pope,

but you have been compelled to answer

by the authority vested in me
by the Justice Department

and the Constitution itself.

So you can answer
or you can plead the Fifth.

I remind you... You're under oath.

Now...

did President Grant give you an order

to assassinate President Rashad?

No, I did.

- You did?
- I gave the order

by the authority vested in me

by my post as Command of B613,

a secret intelligence unit walled off

from all other agencies
within the U.S. government.

An organization that
has existed for decades,

an organization being run by
Jake Ballard out of the old pool

under the White House
briefing room at this moment.

An organization that is secretly funded

through a loophole
in the defense budget.

Hold it. Back up right there.

You're admitting to the assassination

of President Rashad on behalf
of President Grant?

No, on behalf of the Republic,
which B613 has protected

or pretended to protect
for the last 30 years.

Let me get this...
you're asking me to believe

that there is a secret CIA

being controlled from the White House?

No, you're not getting it.

This deep-state intelligence agency

is not controlled from the White House.

It controls the White House.

Why don't we take a break?

Are you done with Olivia Pope already?

You must have made quick work of her.

Step aside, Admiral Ballard.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Standing in the sun.

You're going to have to say that again.

She outed B613,
outed herself as Command.

So it's true.
Everything Olivia Pope told me.

I'm sorry. Is that camera on?

I'm not seeing the little red light.

- This B613... it exists?
- Oh, right.

It's probably because
you haven't served me

with one of your subpoenas,
which means...

and correct me if I'm wrong...

but I don't have to answer
a single one of your questions.

No, not yet, but you will.

I'm afraid I'm not much
of a computer guy.

Old dog, new tricks, I guess.

But I have a couple of young
eggheads down in my office

who can't get enough of that stuff.

And I bet it's going to
be like Christmas morning

when they open up all those
neat toys you have in that pool.

And then you will be served
and that camera will be on

and you will answer every question.

You have something?

We're at the location
that you specified, sir,

but there's nothing here.

Wait, you mean there's
nothing on the servers?

There are no servers.
It's just an empty pool, sir.

- What, that's...
- We can keep looking.

Never mind. That will be all.

You take me for a fool?

You really don't want me to answer that,

but it would be foolish

to pursue this B613 thing any longer.

You want my advice?

Forget Olivia Pope's testimony.
Make it disappear.

In fact, I'll take care of that for you.

The card's still in here, right?

Yep. I'm also going to need
the transcripts

when you get a chance.

Oh, that twinge you're feeling

in the pit of your stomach right now?

That means you're in over your head,

messing with forces way
beyond your comprehension.

Trust it.

Walk away.

- He what?
- Buried your testimony.

Jake probably covered everything up.

Thank God.

I hate to say it, but Jake
just helped us out big time.

- No.
- What were you...

Were you out of your mind?

I am not crazy and my testimony
was not a mistake.

The truth is the answer.

It has to come out, all of it.

The existence of B613
falls on all of us.

It makes us complicit in...

I don't even know how many crimes.

Treason, for starters,
which is punishable by death,

so the hundreds of others
don't really matter.

Treason, Olivia.

You didn't know about
the killing of Rashad,

and you can deny you knew
anything about B613.

Or you can tell the truth.

The truth?

The truth.

It's all we have now
to stop Jake and Cyrus.

The only way to end this all

is to open the lid on this
secret underground world

and fill it with light.

We have to speak up.

And say what?!

"Sorry, America.

You actually have no control
over your government."

- I don't know.
- So what exactly is your plan?

I don't know.

All I know is this is bigger than us.

This is about the country.

This is about patriotism.

The end of politics,

the beginning of leadership.

It all has to come down,
no matter the cost.

We have to admit our sins,
to clear the air

for the sake of the future
of this nation!

If people know what's been happening

under their noses for
the last three decades...

They would pick up their pitchforks

and their semi-automatic rifles,

they would storm the gate.

They would lock us all away forever!

- That's the nice version.
- Maybe.

Or maybe they'll wake up.

Or maybe they'll take
their country back.

Wake up?

You say that like it's a good thing.

- People are...
- Don't say "stupid."

Unpredictable.

We have no way to control what
happens to us if this gets out.

The truth is scary,
but it is also powerful,

and it is the best,
the only weapon we have

to keep Jake and Cyrus out of
power and save this country.

Mellie and me. You made us Presidents.

What you're suggesting would
strip us of all of our power,

all our credibility, our legacy,

our ability to make positive
change in this world.

Your ludicrous confession
would have defined everything

I've done as President,
everything Mellie has done,

and kill all my efforts for my
foundation to help this country.

Do you think if there were any other way

that I would have done this?

Do you think I want to go down

for what I did for Fitz
and Mellie Grant,

for this country?

We are not the heroes of this story.

We are the villains.

This is your chance to be a hero.

This is positive change.

The lid is coming off.
I will make sure of it.

I will find a way.

And when it does, I can't protect you.

I can't even protect myself.

So decide whether
you want to dodge and weave

and protect your legacies

or stand before the world
and admit our sins

and hope that the next
generation of leaders

decide to be better than we were.

You told Lonnie Mencken about B613?

I knew it. I knew they were
backing you into a corner

and you were going to do
something drastic,

- but this is suicide.
- Enough.

I can't have this conversation.
I've had this conversation enough today.

I don't need a lecture. I need help.

Lonnie knows what he knows.

I need a way to convince him to act.

I can get my toolbox.

That's the wrong kind of pressure.

No, we don't need a pair of
pliers to change Lonnie's mind.

We can let America do it for us.

A super-secret spy organization?

How stupid must you consider me to be?

This isn't a scoop.
This is some juvenile attempt

to bamboozle me
into spreading fake news.

I am here because
Cyrus Beene is the devil.

You already know that.

What you don't know is that
he's corrupted Lonnie Mencken,

a good man who can still be
convinced to do the right thing

if we put pressure on him.

You mean if my viewers
put pressure on him.

I'll have to have proof first.

- Proof?
- It is a secret spy agency.

They don't give receipts.

The whole point of B613
is that there is no B613.

Well, I'm not risking my
spotless reputation without it,

but find me evidence
and I will ring my bell with it

for all to hear. Now excuse me.

This face does not put itself on.

So, what are you going to do?

I don't know.

I used to think about those
one-term presidents

as such failures.

Now what I wouldn't give
to be one of those losers.

I know this can't be easy.

Easy?

You know this can't be easy?

- Okay, I didn't mean to...
- You know what isn't easy?

Watching your father leave
and never come back,

seeing your husband
get shot in the head,

burying your first-born child.

Those things weren't easy,

but each and every one of them
was a lesson,

a God-given challenge
that allowed my becoming

the first female President

to make all the pain
and suffering worth it.

What is the lesson now?

Maybe the lesson is that you get judged

by the company you keep.

- What does that mean?
- Do you want me to keep it real?

Of course.

Okay.

You're all sharks.

Excuse me?

You, Fitz, Cyrus, Olivia.

I've been here a while now,

and I've heard things over the years...

election rigging, blackmail, murder.

I never killed anybody.

But you surrounded yourself

with murderers, criminals, sharks.

They work for you,
helped you to get to the place

you're standing, and now
you're horrified and surprised

that one of your sharks attacked you,

went for your blood,
behaved like a shark.

Cyrus is a traitor.

Not just to me, but to his country.

So this is about the country?

It's always about the country!

No, Mellie. It's about you.

You care about doing whatever it takes

to keep your job
and to protect your legacy.

That's fine. But don't try
to have a pity party

for a situation that you created.

This doesn't ever get boring?

Ha! Never!

Um, what brings you here?

I wanted to see you.

Here I am, being seen.

I know this... everything that's
been happening is not easy.

It's not easy for any of us.

But I wanted you to know

that I'm doing it for the right reasons.

Olivia is an unfortunate casualty.

She's standing in the way
of what needs to be done.

She's endangering the Republic.

I'm saving it.

Okay.

"Okay"?

Okay.

You know why I love her?

Why she brings me so much joy?

She is the sum of her DNA,

a portrait of survival,
a monument to lessons learned.

Her superiority is owned in her history.

Evolution, extinction... no matter.

Her species can stand proud.
My species...

Okay, old man, I didn't come
here for a lecture.

Shut up and listen.

You've taken the title... Command, B613.

The throne is yours.
You think you've done it.

You think victory is yours.

You should feel all warm
and giddy inside.

Instead...

something's missing, right?

So you're here.

Not for a lecture, of course not.

To come for a lecture
would mean that you understand

that you still have something to learn.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

You came here for applause.

You came for a hug,
an attaboy from Daddy

because you think
that is what is missing.

You think you need me to tell
you, "Good job, well done."

You think you need
to hear how proud I am of you.

You think you need my applause
and if I give you that,

that will fill the holes

and somehow you will

actually be the king.

Okay, let's try.

Good job.

Well done.

I am so proud of you, son.

Attaboy.

Bravo.

I came to tell you
that I am Command now,

and I can be kind to you
or I can be cruel.

I have the power now
and you need to realize...

You have nothing.

That's my point.

How could I have failed both you
and Olivia so spectacularly?

The two of you scurry around this town,

squawking to anyone who will listen

about how powerful you are.

How have you learned so little
sitting at my right hand,

absorbing nothing?

If you have to tell me
how powerful you are,

you ain't nobody!

You got nothing! You have no power!

Real power is silent.

Real power is hidden.

Real power was there all along.

Real power cannot be gained
and never can be lost.

It is not a commodity.
It is who you are.

I am power.

Absolute, total, unyielding power.

I will always be power,

and I keep waiting for one
of you to step up and join me

because it is so lonely
up here at the top.

Running the world? Really?

Running the world

and seeing all its moving parts
is exhausting.

The sacrifices, the losses,

the endless deaths,

the level of responsibility.

"Command" may be a title,
but it is not a job.

You may call yourself Command.

She may have called herself Command.

Do either of you actually think
you ever took Command from me?

How I wish.

How I wish one of you would evolve

so that I could call myself extinct.

You cannot take Command, son.

It is trapped in my bones.

So...

Run along.

And leave me here
with the other dinosaurs.

I could kill you right now.

But you won't.

I will be here for you, son,

when you fall.

Just stay out of my way.

I want to help.

Thank you.

The only problem is I'm not
sure there's anything

for me to actually do in this situation.

I'm completely useless here.

The only thing either one of us
can do at this point is wait.

Wait and see what happens.

With Sally Langston, of all people.

With Sally Langston.

Hey.

At least we figured something out.

Yeah? What?

How this story ends.

It ends with us.

It ends with us doing
what's right for the country.

I checked all the old drops...
Rock Creek Cemetery,

Buzzard Point Park, the National
Zoo, but there's nothing.

No flash drives, no folders, nothing.

Nothing online either.

The last time Rowan covered his tracks,

he scrubbed and overwrote
all the deep web caches.

I've been searching old
police reports for smoking guns.

No luck there either.

So, short of holding Jake at gunpoint

and demanding that he
turn over his secret stash...

We have nothing for Sally.

Maybe that's okay.

Maybe failing at this
isn't such a bad thing.

What Liv wants... sacrificing
herself for the greater good...

I mean, how much good would
actually come if Liv goes to prison?

If it means Cyrus won't
be President, a lot.

Ultimately, the presidency
is just a job.

We're talking about
Olivia's life and ours.

Turning over evidence of B613...
that implicates all of us.

Liv would protect us.

- But what if she can't?
- We're missing the point.

This isn't about Mellie's job.

It's is about a rot at the core
of American democracy,

about doing whatever it takes
to flush that rot out for good.

Restoring transparency, trust,

common stewardship for,
you know, the Republic.

This does sound so much better
when Liv says it.

I know.

Okay.

How about this?

This is about Liv handling this,
fixing what needs fixing,

wanting to go down
and make things right.

That's how we know
she's the old Liv again.

Okay. You're right.

But without proof, she can't fix it.

Well, there is...

something.

You couldn't find any evidence?

No evidence, but something else.

Witnesses willing to testify
at length about B613.

Okay. Witnesses. Who?

No.

Absolutely not.

Huck and I were B613 agents.

We worked our way up
from the paper desk.

- We know everything.
- Methodologies, dates, details.

Details I can corroborate.
I've been close enough.

I've seen enough.

I told you, this is my decision.

I'll protect you from the consequences.

We know. That's exactly
why we're by your side.

By my side?
Do you know where I'm heading?

Over a cliff.

- He's right, Liv.
- By your side.

Over a cliff.

You still have a choice here.
I can keep your name out of this,

deny you had any knowledge
of B613, or...

- You can tell the truth.
- Or I can tell the truth.

It's up to you.

Everything in me is saying
that letting B613 come out,

to be known to the world,

is the biggest mistake I will ever make.

Problem is, I've already made
the biggest mistake

I'll ever make... not listening to you.

If we do this, it may very well be

the last thing we ever do together.

Maybe they'll give us
side-by-side prison cells.

Maybe.

Okay.

Okay.

Hello, Lovers.

As you know, I have been one
of the Grant family's

most vociferous critics.

Not today.

Today I leap to Mellie Grant's aid

with the alacrity of an angel.

Not in the name of partisanship,

but in the name of liberty.

Thanks to the courage of
some very brave individuals,

it has come to my attention

that, for the last 30-odd years,

our country has been led,
not by our President,

but by a top-secret spy organization

operating within our government
on our government's dime...

- No, no, no, no, no.
- ...in our government's name.

These are the traitors

who tried to bring down Air Force Two.

These are the traitors who seek to frame

Mellie Grant for that crime.

These are the traitors
Mr. Lonnie Mencken,

who should be dragged
out of the darkness

and into the light

so they can finally be held accountable.

It will not be easy.

The enemy is formidable,

but it is necessary,

for this is the fight of our time.

Stand with me, Lovers.

Demand justice, take action.

God bless you, Lovers,

and God bless America,

or at least what's left of it.

Here we go.

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