Season 3, Episode 13: “No Sun On the Horizon”
Posted by Sage
NOW we’re talking, Gladiators. Could you even breathe during last night’s episode?
The chickens, they are coming home to roost. Olivia has to reconcile her lofty self-image with the corruption machine she helped put in motion. James and Cyrus’s toxic marriage may have finally hit the one landmine it can’t survive. And, say what you will about deranged zealot Sally Langston, at least she’s got a conscience. A totally warped one. I can hardly wait to get your theories on that ending, so let’s get this gif-cap moving.
“Not having a family makes you ripe, ready, a hunk of clay waiting to be sculpted. No connections. No light at the end of the tunnel. No sun on the horizon.” As much as we weep for his soul, Jake IS the man for this job.
“I know she’s a member of your church. I called you, and put you on a plane – a PRIVATE plane, because apparently god’s servant won’t fly coach, you son of a….” Leo is steadily working his way up my list of favorite characters.
“Time for the slaughter, piggy piggy!” Oh. Good. God.
“Backhanded or not, my intentions were sincere, I assure you, Governor.” Mellie’s Sally impression! Why doesn’t everyone worship this woman?
“I am PROUD of what I’ve done for this country.” Effffffff you, Fitz.
“Watergate had less to go on.” It’s a slam dunk, you say? Well then, I’m sure that pile of evidence will stay completely undisturbed. Totally sure. It’s fine. Don’t worry. Nothing to see here.
“This is your chance to be on the right side again, Liv.” David wants Olivia to help him bring Sally to justice. Time to show us whose side you’re really on, Liv.
Liv has an insane laughing fit when Cyrus tells her it’s all true.
“It’s not funny, it’s just that…they’re all murderers!”
“I can’t do this again. I am going to walk into the light and feel the sun on my face, Cyrus. You’re on your own.” Annnnnnnnd get outta that bitch.
“Now, you’re free to kill anyone who walks through that door. But, until then, you’ll be at this desk, answering that phone, and selling Acme paper.” Quinn Perkins, assassin/receptionist, at your service.
“Fail me? *laughs* Well, then. You’re fired. Simple as that.” Rowan tells Leo how it is.
“I got you a double Lincoln with bacon.” Also, Olivia got cheese fries. God, I hope that Presidential themed burger place is a real thing.
“I sold 1500 reams of paper…get my picture on the break room wall and everything.” This little role play is BREAKING MY HEART.
“We could run, you just have to say the word.” GO, YOU IDIOT. GO WITH THE BIG STRAPPING MAN WHO LOVES YOU.
“If you get drunk tonight, I’m going to take advantage of you.” “No, you won’t.” “No, I won’t.” HE WOULD NEVER. Unlike some LEADERS OF THE FREE WORLD I KNOW.
“Run away with me, Liv. Save me.” !!!!!!
“Take advantage of me, Jake.” A rare moment of lucidity!
“I must confess to the world, so the Lord will hear me.” “Oh, the Lord HEARD you.” I LOVE LEO. HE’S SO DONE.
“We need to push the debate.” “You’re cute.” Cyrus will go to jail if the debate happens. More importantly, my Leo/Cyrus feels grow stronger.
“I don’t know if we sell copy paper. Because I just don’t, okay?” Receptionist Quinn needs to work on her customer service skills.
“Part of me thinks this is some six-chess-moves-ahead psychological warfare kind of thing, where she’s actually lying in wait somewhere to stop me from experiencing professional satisfaction at the last possible second.” Hee.
“Oh my god, look at you, you’re terrified for my safety. It’s hot.” Shonda, can we get a verbal agreement on a David/Abby pillow talk scene in every episode?
“Whatever happens, remember the best part of me loves you. Maybe the only good part.” Professions of love usually come right before Cyrus does something horrendous, so…
“I need you to kill Sally Langston.” Clearly.
“The role of B6-13 is not to protect the President.” Yeah, fuck that guy.
“Faith in government will be dead.” THE SEAS WILL DRAIN. CHILDREN WILL DIE IN THEIR BEDS. DOGS AND CATS LIVING TOGETHER.
“You are small, Cyrus. And while I’d like to explain to you how the world really works, I don’t have the time, and you wouldn’t understand.” Ohhhhhhhh, SHIT.
“I bet she’s got you believing she’s part of her family.” Quinn plants seeds of doubt in Jake’s mind and, as far as I’m concerned, it’s the worst thing she’s done to date.
Sidenote: K. Wash is giving me serious CeCe Babcock with the futile attempts at hiding the baby bump.
“Olivia Pope. The devil at my doorstep.” Says the lady who stabbed her husband with a letter opener.
“I need you to throw the debate.” Olivia tells Fitz about Sally and urges him to do the smart thing. He will not do the thing.
“I’m doing what needs to be done.” “I’ve done terrible things too!” See? Made for each other.
“Stand in the sun with me…It’s too late, isn’t it? You’re standing with him.” Go find yourself a nice girl, Jake. Without a tragically co-dependent relationship that runs her whole life.
“Consider your dues paid in full. I’ve got a real job for you.” IS QUINN GOING TO KILL SALLY?
“It’s not just your soul at sake, Sally Langston. It’s MY ASS. I might not make it through the night.” Leo might have the toughest job out of all of these poor bastards.
Professor Slater is running the debate!
Quinn takes all the evidence of the murder from Pope & Associates. Almost done grinding that ax there, Perkins?
“He’s tempting her…” Fitz knowingly baits Sally and she ALMOST goes for it.
“You’ll have one chance to take her out.” Jake sends a Secret Service agent to hide up in the rafters and shoot if Sally goes “off script.” Sally is basically dead.
“What’s the matter, Sally? Bible verse slip your mind?” And there’s the “sign” Sally was looking for.
“I’m proud of my personal failings.” A Freudian slip from Fitz, ’cause he is. Anyway, the sniper leaves, and
John, Lestrade, and Mrs. Hudson Sally is safe.
Leo is in Cyrus’s office telling him about the “Louisville Slugger” in his pants. This ship sails itself.
Cyrus finds the bug James put in his picture frame.
“You know what? Grow up.” “Grow up? I’m the only adult within 10 miles of this place.” Fitz MUST be joking.
And then Fitz makes out with Olivia again. Pulling her right back into the darkness with him.
“I am in your hands. Just know, I am very sorry. And I love you. I love you, James. More than…more than anything.”
…Because this sounds an awful lot like a goodbye forever.
“I thought I wanted justice, but I really just wanted an apology and a good cry.” SO RENT TERMS OF ENDEARMENT.
JAKE SET UP THE MEETING. HE KILLS THE REPORTER AND CHARLOTTE LUCAS INTERN AND MAYBE JAMES OR DAVID.
What the WHAT?
When Command shoots, Command doesn’t miss. So whoever that last bullet was meant for got in the brain, unless Jake wasn’t aiming to kill. So, I need your theories. Who was his last target? And did we lose David or James completely last night? Was it Cyrus who ordered the hit? WHO IS JAKE TALKING TO?
Kim will be back next week for some serious cliffhanger resolution. We’ll be stress eating cheese fries until then.