Olivia Pope: I need you to listen to me very carefully, because I'm going to speak to you right now the way the Cyrus Beene I know would speak to you. When did you decide to let them ruin you?
Cyrus Beene: Excuse me?
Olivia Pope: So your life's unfair. So what? That's how it is. So, they're mean-girling you in the press, they're calling you names that hurt your little soft spots deep inside? Well, so what? That's how it is. So you lost someone you loved. You lost the one person who felt like family. Well guess what, grow the hell up because that is how it is! The Cyrus Beene I know doesn't hide in his half-empty closet and wet his pants like a little bitch baby! The Cyrus I know is a patriot. He bites the bullet, and he does what it takes to serve the Republic at all costs. So, I want to know, right now, in this moment, who you are. Because the pathetic shell of a person I'm looking at right now doesn't deserve to stand on the presidential seal in the oval office, let alone tell the president what to do. Who are you, Cy?