06x09 - Dead in the Water

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Thank you, Huck.

Oh, my God.

Jennifer?

What do you know about them?

Nothing.

I don't know names.

I don't know what they do, where they work, where they live.

I don't know anything about them.

Except for the fact that they used your dad to k*ll the president-elect of the United States.

And I want to know why.

Where is she?

Who?

Did you bring her here?

What...

What did you do?

What are you talking about?

Who are you looking for?

Jennifer Fields.

She's gone.

What?

And the people in this room are the only people who knew where she was.

Huck knew where she was.

He went to see her this morning.

Why did Huck go and see Jennifer?

He took Meg to see her.

Are you all thinking what I'm thinking?

Straight to voicemail.

Huck almost never turns his phone off, and he doesn't let it die.

Charlie?

I'm already there.

Meg could be the mole.

That bitch better not have touched a hair on Huck's head.

What's this?

The people you've been looking for...

Find out who they are and bring Huck back to me.

I want him back.

No sign of a struggle.

Something happened.

I can feel it.

Nothing.

Look, he'll be fine, Robin.

He probably went to go get some food.

Start spraying.

Now you're wasting your time.

Start spraying.

Hit the lights.

Oh, my God.

Look at all that blood.

Oh, my God, what did she do to him?

Robin, I'm sorry.

No.

No, this isn't happening.

Huck is fine.

I don't think so.

Stop.

He's not dead.

I'm just saying...

He's not dead, okay?!

Liv?

What are you doing?

Huck, he's...

he's gone.

"Gone"?

He's missing.

He's dating this girl, Meg.

This morning, he took her to see someone, and now he's missing.

Listen, you know Huck...

He goes dark sometimes.

Falls off the wagon and then back on and then off.

No, Abby, this isn't...

This...

t-this isn't that.

There are people.

Don't recognize them.

No, of course not.

That's not...

I'm here because I need help.

I need high-level security clearance help.

To find Huck.

Yes.

I don't have the best relationship with Fitz's girlfriend.

FBI Director Webster.

So, I was hoping that you could get her this photo to run through their imaging software, crosscheck their database.

Maybe the FBI can get a hit we can't.

The FBI is a little busy right now, dealing with the assassination of the president-elect.

Huck is missing.

Huck could be dying right now...

our Huck.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

Yes, I will get it to Webster.

Thanks, Abby.

Ow!

Hey.

Pay attention.

How much time is left on the clock?

About 2 1/2 minutes.

Then you need to move, Huck.

He's still in the trunk?

I'd like to see where you'd be.

Not in the trunk, that's for sure.

Please.

Huck, what was she driving?

Huck, don't you dare give up on me.

You hear me?

Do you?!

Whoa.

Yes.

I hear you.

What was she driving?

A Camry...

Corolla, maybe.

Okay, we'll go with Camry.

Old model...

say, 2000?

Sure.

Standard features on a 2000 Camry...

Two DC power outlets, 12 volts each...

Convenient...

Manual AC...

bummer...

But, yes, a*t*matic windows.

We're talking best case, here...

Everybody gets that, right?

Huck, can you get to the windows from the trunk?

Dude, you really need to get that checked out.

Aah!

No, no.

Electronic control units are sealed against moisture.

Doesn't make it waterproof.

What's our backup plan?

I don't have a backup plan.

Huck, you have a backup plan.

Air, Huck!

Air!

14.7...

25...

25...

30...

30...

32...

Say, uh, 30 feet.

I could've gone 30 feet at 32 degrees Fahrenheit, 29.9 inches of mercury should put PSI at 14.7, which makes 600 pounds per square foot.

That's it!

600 pounds.

I can open the door.

You can?

Not now.

Not when there's still air left in the car.

Not when there's 600 pounds per square foot of pressure keeping the doors closed.

It wouldn't be humanly possible to go up against that with injuries like mine, but...

If you wait until the car's inside pressure is equal to what's on the outside...

Then we're in business.

You can open the door.

I can open the door.

Huck, what if the doors don't open?

Liv, the math is right here.

The doors will open.

- What if you're wrong?

- I'm not wrong.

What if you run out of air before you can get the door open?

I won't.

The instant that the car is fully submerged, with no air pockets left, I make my move.

It's caught on something.

How can it be caught on something in the water?

Caught on what?

Rocks...

and mud.

I-I can't open the door.

No.

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

Huck, you have to do something!

No!

I hate to say, "I told you so." Do something!

This is not the way I saw your story ending, son.

It's not the end.

It's the ending!

I trained you.

I schooled you.

I taught you.

Was I a fool to believe that you were listening, paying attention?

I refuse to believe that you wasted my time!

I'm sorry.

What?!

I'm...

I'm...

What are you going to do?!

What can he do?

He's pathetic.

I can't!

I can't!

I can't!

I can't.

Give it up already.

It's no use.

She's here to distract you.

I'm here to finish the job!

Dad...

Think, son.

Eyes on the prize, soldier.

He's got 10 seconds of air left, 11 if he's lucky.

He's not very lucky.

Don't give in.

You have all the tools you need.

You see it, don't you?

The exact tool.

I just want to rest my head.

Exactly.

Rest your head.

Goodbye, Huck.

I can't swim that far.

I can't do this, Liv.

Liv?

Liv!

Liv!

What did you do with Huck?

You're asking the wrong questions.

I'm gonna give you five seconds.

If you don't tell me where Huck is, I swear, I will...

He's dead.

Look at that...

Under five seconds.

You still there?

Why?

Yours is not to reason why.

Don't you know that?

Yours is just to do or die.

You're an animal.

I am a working girl with a dream, just like you.

You made a trade, Ms. Whelan...

Jennifer Fields for Cyrus Beene.

You did your part, and if you want us to do ours, you will shut up and continue to be collaborative.

You don't want Cyrus to die in prison, now, do you?

Where's Huck's body?

You know what?

Don't call me again.

I don't like you.

You're annoying.

Please, just tell me where he is.

That man is my...

friend.

And I thought Meg's place was supposed to be protected by one of Huck's souped-up security systems.

Either she's been robbed...

Or she's covering her tracks.

Okay, this girl is part of this, no question.

She pulled the security-system control panel.

Okay.

What would Huck do?

What about the cloud?

Yeah.

Huck would've backed everything up with the cloud.

Huck would never use the cloud.

He doesn't trust the cloud.

The cloud is crap.

If he had backup somewhere, it would be on...

What?

What would it be on?

Oh, thank you, Huck.

Thank you, thank you.

What is it?

The cloud can suck it.

Huck likes to back up on an air-gapped laptop.

Yes?

Abby?

Look, I'm sorry to bother you, but it's just...

I mean, you and I get along.

We joke.

We tell each other stuff.

But you're my boss, too, and that's hard to ignore, I know.

It's hard to separate out.

But...

But just for right now, for the day, for 15 minutes, do you think you could try?

Do you think you could stop being my boss and just be my friend?

Because I really need a friend right now.

I need to talk to a friend, and you are...

These days, you...

You're the only real friend I have.

Close the door.

What can I do?

What are you doing here?

Huck's missing.

How can I help?

We're working on it.

There's nothing for you to do.

Go back to work.

I'll keep you posted.

Yeah, you will...

Because I'll be sitting at the conference table until you hear something or you need me.

Marcus...

Can you just sit here with me?

You've gone soft.

Y-You don't know.

You want to die?

I don't have anything to slice and dice with, but I could just watch until your organs shut down from lack of oxygen due to blood loss.

That might be fun.

Don't start believing in yourself.

Just shut up.

Hey, you know what time it is?

Look at your watch.

Go on, look.

It's 7:52.

7:52.

7:52...

7:52...

7:52, 7:52.

Shut up.

Come dark, you're coyote chum, bro.

You were better off in the trunk.

They're gonna find me.

What was that?

They're gonna find me.

No one's looking for you.

Go away.

Not a single person.

Just go away!

I said, "Go away"!

Am I a good boss?

You want to blame yourself for this?

Am I a good boss?

Olivia, three years ago, I was at whatever below rock bottom is.

I am where I am because of you, because you always had my back.

Huck knows that, too.

He knows you got his back.

Hey.

No luck identifying your mystery duo yet, but I did get a hit on that Meg girl.

Liv, there's something that we need to...

Oh!

What did I tell you?

I...

I...

What did I tell you?!

Liv?

What did I tell you?

Liv, I...

Do not cross me again!

I'm sorry, Liv.

I'm so, so...

Where is he?

I don't know.

Where is Huck?

I don't know!

Aah!

Tell me everything.

Ohh.

Liv, please!

Everything!

Where is he?

Jennifer for Cyrus...

That was the deal I made...

That's it, I swear.

So, help me understand.

You k*ll Huck, frame Cyrus.

For what?

What did they give you?

What was your best outcome for selling out your family?

I had no idea they would harm Huck.

And you have just as much blame for Cyrus rotting in jail as I do.

I have done everything in my power to get him out while you have done everything in your power to keep him in, to turn a blind eye to his innocence to protect your father, to protect your place in the Oval.

You knew Cyrus was innocent, but you still...

Huck might be dead.

My Huck.

You really want to lecture me right now?

You think I'm in the mood?

Do you think I won't get a chair and work it out on you?

I'm not making excuses.

I'm just asking...

Begging you to forgive me, just as I have forgiven you.

We all have over and over.

Don't tell me you're the only one who gets forgiven.

All I ask is that you see that and that you try, please try.

I'm asking you one more time.

Can you help find Huck?

Yes or no?

No.

Then you're worthless.

Where do you think you're going?

You think I'm gonna let you out so you can go get protection from your friends?

Get in there.

You get in there and wait till Quinn finds out what you did and, Abby, I will not call her off.

I will not save you from her.

I will applaud whatever way she chooses to express her rage.

So you better pray to God that when we find Huck, he's alive.

That's your only chance because whatever cliff Quinn wants to go over, I'm going over with her.

You messed with the wrong gladiator.

You want to tell us where Huck is?

Mnh!

No, no, no, no.

You look at me.

Look...

at...

me.

Where is Huck?

Was it this finger that pulled the trigger when you sh*t my friend?

Can't be sure?

Okay.

Everyone talks eventually.

You're going to talk.

I just haven't hit the right nerve.

You know, some people, you can do whatever you want to them below their neck because it's their face they want to protect.

It's the first thing people protect in a fight.

You can train someone to deal with pain, but vanity...

That's something way deeper.

You want to tell me where Huck is?

Now...

I'm gonna take this tape off, and you're gonna tell me about Huck.

Huh?

Huh?

No wonder Huck loved me instead of you.

You tell me where he is!

No!

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

You talk!

You talk!

You talk!

No!

Easy.

She's dead.

- Damn!

- What?

Well, I finally broke through the vertical code and rotary-frame software that Huck uses to scramble the location signal emitting from his phone.

Good.

That's good, right?

Well, I was hoping it would be, but the last ping on Huck put him in the motel where Jennifer was.

Seven hours since, no signal.

That just means his phone is off or lost.

It's not necessarily bad news.

Bad news.

You couldn't find Meg?

We found her, but I promise she ain't talking.

Hmm.

What did you do?

Did it feel good?

I hope so.

Because now we have no leads...

Zero, none.

Meg was our last hope at finding Huck alive.

Liv.

Okay.

What next?

He's dead.

We've been doing this a long time.

Huck is dead.

Get out.

Yeah, I can't do that.

Charlie, if you know what's good for you...

I don't ever know what's good for me.

That's not really how I roll.

Now is not the time.

You have to do something.

For them, all of them.

They need you right now.

Quinn...

Quinn, especially, needs you right now, so you have to do something.

What do you want me to do?

What, Charlie?

What exactly do you think I'm supposed to do?

Fix this.

Fix them.

You know, the whole "Olivia Pope" thing that you do, the speech-y thing where you get up in their grills and get all serious and mean.

Mean?

Well, I...

yeah, I think you're kind of mean.

Sometimes you're not really very nice to me.

I said sometimes.

You know, with the stomping around and the...

What are those...

Opera gloves, right?

You know, those are a bit much, but they work for the thing, your thing, the white-hat gladiator thing that you do.

Fix them.

Huck is dead, Charlie.

I can't fix anybody.

Quinn's gonna want to see a body.

You get that, right?

She's not gonna be okay until she sees a body, a bloated, rotting, full-of-pus, bona fide body, so you still have to find him, Olivia.

He would want to be found.

You can't just give up.

You don't just give up...

That's not part of the thing.

The thing requires you to, above all things, perform miracles, and you are a miracle worker.

Look what happened with me.

I...

I'm gonna be somebody's husband.

I might be a dad.

You've got me here doing good deeds, which means hell has frozen over.

You pulled off the impossible.

You made hell freeze over...

Miracle.

You can't quit.

You don't quit.

Miracle workers don't get to quit.

The thing also requires you to speak.

Everyone, conference room, now!

This is Huck, our Huck.

He deserves to come home to us, and that means whether he's alive or dead.

I don't care what it takes.

I don't care how long it takes.

Hell could freeze over, and guess what.

You wouldn't care.

I would not care.

We're pulling off the impossible.

We're doing what we do.

And if what's required, if what needs to take place is a miracle...

then so be it.

We make that miracle happen.

This isn't a request...

Where are you, Huck?

What?

It's not just Huck.

He's not the only one out there.

Jennifer.

She's with him, too.

Wherever she is...

Huck is.

So we focus on finding Jennifer.

She has a phone.

I gave her one just in case.

You can track it down, triangulate her signal.

We can find Huck.

We can bring him home.

Her cell stopped sending signal hours ago which mean could mean she turned it off, but it could also mean it's damaged.

Last recorded signal was, uh, about 50 yards this way.

Anything?

We should have gone with them.

You know, I...

I have to do something.

Robin.

We're supposed to be keeping an eye on Abby.

What do you mean?

That's what Liv told me before she left.

That's weird.

Why in the hell would we have to keep an eye on you?

I'm sorry.

What did you do?

I...

Quinn, I'm...

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Quinn!

It was you?!

Okay, calm down!

Come on.

I will k*ll you!

There.

There!

Jake, is he...?

Huck, can you say something, buddy?

It's okay.

I'm...

I'm here.

Huck?

I'm here now.

It's okay, Huck.

Huck.

It's okay.

It's all right.

I'm here now.

It's okay.

Is he okay?

He's stable for now and breathing on his own.

We were able to remove the b*ll*ts and stop the bleeding.

But is he okay?

Your friend lost a lot of blood tonight, putting him at risk of permanent brain damage.

You should be prepared for him to wake up with severe deficits or not wake up at all.

Right now, rest is the best thing for him.

And for all of you.

You should go home, try to get some sleep.

Liv.

Oh, crap.

How's he doing?

Liv.

He might die.

Come here.

I'm so sorry.

How's your team?

Oh...

Do they need anything?

They'll...

They'll rely on each other.

If he dies, they'll...

get through it together.

And Abby?

What about Abby?

She told me.

Everything.

That was selfish.

You don't force the president to keep that kind of secret.

That's making you commit treason.

You need to forgive her.

I know you don't want to hear that, but, Liv...

Someone put three b*ll*ts in Huck and left him for dead in the bottom of a quarry.

He's being kept alive by machines.

You're telling me I need to forgive her?

Abby, the person who put him in that hospital bed?

I do not have to forgive her.

You forgave me.

That was different.

I forgave you.

You know what happens to you when you're in that Oval.

You know what lengths you can find yourself going to in order to stay there.

But you also know how to get out.

She needs you.

If anyone can pull her back, if anyone can save her, it's the one person who got out.

It's Olivia Pope.

God, how could you be so stupid?

How can you look out for everyone around you and not see danger looking you right in the face?

I mean, what the hell is wrong with you?

How many times does this have to happen?

When are you going to realize that the only people who really love you are right next to you, huh?

God, answer that, you idiot.

Okay.

Okay.

You have a blind spot.

Fine.

But you're an idiot.

Fine.

From now on, I'll look out for you.

I'll cover your blind spot, I promise.

You just need to...

not die.

I'll never forgive you if you die.

I'm so sorry, Huck.