You've gotten yourself into a bit of trouble, Olivia, and I'm here to fix it.

No.
[speaking very rapidly] Now listen to me. You raised your skirt and opened your knees and
gave it away to a man with too much power. You're not rare. You're not special. Your story's
no different than a thousand other stories in this town, so you know how this goes.You
could call this in your sleep. First they'll smile, be warm, sympathetic, on your side, letting
you know that they will fight for you. They will lull you into a false sense of security. And
then, once your belly is exposed, They will GUT you and everyone you know. And they will
be swift about it. And by the time you realize you should be fighting back, well, you're
already bleeding to death. That is the presidency versus you. Whose victory do you think
they will fight for? Whose body do you think they will bury? That is the presidency versus
you.
He would never
[she's cut off]
[Mocking] "He would never" You and I both know that he is not in charge. He is never in
charge. POWER is in charge. Power got him elected. I know more than you could possibly
imagine about things of which you cannot dream. He told you that you would be first lady,
and you believed him! Did I not raise you for better? How many times have I told you 'You
have to be' - what? You have to be - what?
Twice...
[shouting] What?
Twice as good.
Twice as good as them to get half of what they have. Sleeping with that! For God sakes!
You know to aim higher. At the very least, you could have aimed for chief of staff, secretary
of state! First lady! Do you have to be so mediocre?