Top 100 Quotes From Robin Wright

Claire: You're a fool, Donald. You always were. You and your dumb, dead wife that you never, ever shut up about. Principled? Idealistic? A champion for the people? What did you ever actually do? Nothing. The great crusader? I don't think so. You just liked the position of the bumbling idiot that you are. The optimist. The idealist. You loved it so much that you couldn't even make a deal or move a single thing forward. You have a legacy of nothing. Sign the measure, get the Republicans off the floor, start the vote now.
Donald: Do you know what I just realized? Your initials they're missing an "n" and a "t".

Buttercup: Oh, Westley, will you ever forgive me?
Westley: What hideous sin have you committed lately?
Buttercup: I got married. I didn't want to - it all happened so fast.
Westley: Never happened.
Buttercup: What?
Westley: Never happened.
Buttercup: But it did! I was there; this old man said 'man and wife.'
Westley: Did you say 'I do?'
Buttercup: Um, no... we sort of skipped that part.
Westley: Then you're not married. You didn't say it; you didn't do it.
Westley: [to the Prince who has just entered the room] Wouldn't you agree, Your Highness?
Prince: A technicality that will shortly be remedied.

Jenny: Why are you so good to me?
Forrest: You're my girl!
Jenny: [pause] I'll always be your girl.

Claire: We need to dial up the terror.

[first lines]
Claire: [recording her TV commercial] I've been meaning to talk with you. It's terrifying, isn't it? The president and I have a simple request. Tell us what you see. If anything in your environment strikes you as a bit odd, a bit off, pick up the phone. Whether it's a package or a person that seems out of place, we'd love you to let us know. Because there's a lot of noise out there these days. A noisy press that's choosing to dwell on the past instead of what's happening right now. My husband and I want to protect you.

Buttercup: We'll never survive.
Westley: Nonsense. You're only saying that because no one ever has.

Jenny: Were you scared in Vietnam?
Forrest: Yes. Well, I-I don't know. Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out... and then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou. There was always a million sparkles on the water... like that mountain lake. It was so clear, Jenny, it looked like there were two skies one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up, I couldn't tell where heaven stopped and the earth began. It's so beautiful.
Jenny: I wish I could've been there with you.
Forrest: You were.

[last lines]
Beck: Hi, Peachy.
Peach: [into his arms] Hey.
Beck: Thank you so much, darling.

Thomas: How's the president doing?
Claire: He's acting like he's still 30 years old. We both are.
Thomas: Is that good or bad?
Claire: That depends on if we win or lose.

King: [referring to the Royal Dragon Horn, but looking at his Queen] I wonder how many men have died for love of her beauty.
Beowulf: Can you blame them?
King: If you destroy my Grendel for me, she'll be yours forever and ever and ever.
Beowulf: [takes the horn in his hands] You do me great honor.
Wealthow: [asuming they are talking about her] It is we who are honored.

Claire: Swallowing poison to stay alive.
Mark: Alive is good.

Claire: It's amazing how ready people are to be afraid.
Thomas: History would prove them right.

Claire: Doug, it's Claire.
- I'm sorry, I...
- Francis and I were wondering if you could come up to the residence tomorrow evening for dinner.
- It'll give us a chance to take a breath with all that's been happening.

Buttercup: We'll never succeed. We may as well die here.
Westley: No, no. We have already succeeded. I mean, what are the three terrors of the Fire Swamp? One, the flame spurt - no problem. There's a popping sound preceding each; we can avoid that. Two, the lightning sand, which you were clever enough to discover what that looks like, so in the future we can avoid that too.
Buttercup: Westley, what about the R.O.U.S.'s?
Westley: Rodents Of Unusual Size? I don't think they exist.
[Immediately, an R.O.U.S. attacks him]

[when the bullies from school were chasing him]
Jenny: Run, Forrest! Run!

Claire: You have to stop him.
Francis: I'm trying.
Claire: Trying's not enough, Francis.

- What are you reading?
Claire: She can write.
- She can.
- And you can raise money.
- Always, for a good cause.
- Thank you.

Claire: Have you tried calling him back?
Doug: There's no answer. What should we do?
Claire: Nothing. That's what the president said so that's what we'll do.
Doug: Should we have his team pull him out?
Claire: No. We wait.
Doug: Ma'am, if we don't handle this rescue correctly...
Claire: Doug.
Doug: Let me find a way to get the president on the phone with Petrov.
Claire: No. Francis doesn't need this distraction.
Doug: I disagree.
Claire: I know you do.

Westley: I told you I would always come for you. Why didn't you wait for me?
Buttercup: Well... you were dead.
Westley: Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.
Buttercup: I will never doubt again.
Westley: There will never be a need.

Claire: Lincoln, Garfield, McKinley, Kennedy. Successful assassinations, total of four. The attempts... Nine? Jackson, both Roosevelts. Truman. Ford twice. Reagan... the first Underwood and... I will say, whoever tried to kill me, perversely, it's the first sign of real respect I've gotten in 100 days.

[last lines]
Wiglaf: He was the bravest of us. He was the prince of all warriors. His name will live forever.
Wealthow: His song shall be sung forever.

- Let it go down.
- And whatever Petrov has on it?
- We're doing the right thing, Cathy.
Claire: You got what you wanted, Viktor.
- The boat is gone.
- Now, let's get back to where we left off.
- What will it take to get
- Aidan macallan back on American soil?
- He likes it here.

Francis: I am the president of the United States, for Chist's sake. I'm a bit busy.
Claire: The past doesn't disappear on command, Francis. Not even for presidents.

Claire: I actually hate Madam. Makes me sound like I'm running a brothel and not a country.

Claire: But he's a dangerous man, isn't he? Raymond?
Francis: We can be dangerous too. When we need to be.

Francis: Do you hate it here?
Claire: Oh, you know I don't like hotels.
Francis: An approximation of home just to remind you you're not there.
Claire: Well, we don't live in a home. We live in a house, borrowed and temporary.

Michael: You can't parse this, it's all or nothing.
Claire: That's not how politics works.
Michael: But it's how revolution works!

Jenny: Do you ever dream, Forrest, about who you're gonna be?
Forrest: Who I'm gonna be?
Jenny: Yeah.
Forrest: Aren't-aren't I going to be me?

Claire: I like irons, but i love fire.

Claire: You know what Francis said to me when he proposed? I remember his exact words. He said, 'Claire, if all you want is happiness, say no. I'm not gonna give you a couple of kids and count the days until retirement. I promise you freedom from that. I promise you'll never be bored.' You know, he was the only man - and there were a lot of others who proposed - but he was the only one who understood me. He didn't put me on some pedestal. He knew that I didn't want to be adored or coddled. So he took my hand and put a ring on it. Because he knew I'd say yes.

[last lines]
Francis: I should have never made you Ambassador.
Claire: I should have never made you President.
[walks out]
Francis: [to camera] What are you looking at?

Francis: [livid about her actions] You're not only the First Lady, and an Ambassador, you're also my wife.
Claire: In what order?

Claire: I said I'll take care of it.
Francis: No, I'll take care of it. You stay a million miles away from this. How could you be so stupid... to fall in love?

[last lines]
Claire: [rehearsing] I've been my husband's partner in marriage for 29 years. Now, it's time for me to be his partner in the White House for the next four.
Thomas: You're right. We can do better.

Claire: Are you unsatisfied?
Francis: There's just too much at stake now. No one we can trust. We don't have the freedom we once did.
Claire: Maybe it's better this way. No room for distractions. I don't mind the sacrifice.

Thomas: You mad at me?
Claire: [sighs] You shouldn't have said that.
Thomas: I know. I know we need to be careful.
Claire: [sighs]
[chuckles]
Claire: Careful is far too small a word for what we need to be.
Thomas: [closing the door behind them] Okay. But don't you get tired of being far bigger than careful all the time?

Francis: Throwing the election back to the states, it gives us less certainty.
Claire: I don't think we can get it done by Monday. We've been working at it for weeks, Francis.
Francis: Claire, don't let the office make you careful. The halls of Congress have never failed me.

[last lines]
Francis: [leaning against the desk in the Oval Office] So what do we do about LeAnn? She's been involved in election fraud, for Christ's sake. She's made a lot of mistakes.
Claire: Yes, lots of people have.
Francis: Yes, but some people run their course.
Claire: It's hard to know who to trust these days.
Francis: Isn't it?
[they turn and look at each other]

Claire: [to the camera for the first time ever] Just to be clear, it's not that I haven't always known you were there. It's that I have mixed feelings about you. I question your intentions and I'm ambivalent about attention. But don't take it personally. It's how I feel about most everybody.

Francis: I don't know, Claire. You know these types of people. You should have been there. Why would they hand me... He just handed me this. Why? When they've never wanted me, not from the beginning, no matter what I do!
Claire: Fuck 'em.
Francis: I intend to.

Claire: When my father died, it destroyed me, but when I think about Mother, I feel nothing.
Donald: You two aren't close?
Claire: No. And I feel the same about Francis. Nothing.

Jenny: [hearing that Forrest is going to Vietnam] Listen, you promise me something, OK? Just if you're ever in trouble, don't be brave. You just run, OK? Just run away.

- We, uh, have several people in mind.
- I want you to appoint Elizabeth Benson.
- Well, she's liberal enough for you to swallow, and conservative enough when it counts.
Claire: Yes, but we don't have time for senate hearings.
Mark: I can make a recess happen.

Beowulf: Why not take that girl, and live out your remaining years in peace? Let some young hero save us.
Wealthow: And let the nightmare begin anew? No. I visited this horror upon my kingdom. I must be the one to finish her.
Wealthow: "Her..." Was she beautiful, Beowulf? A beauty so costly.
Beowulf: Beautiful, and full of fine promises. I was weak. I am sorry. So, so sorry. I have always loved you, my Queen.
Wealthow: And I you.

Viktor: [after demonstrating pickle with vodka] Now you, Mrs. Underwood.
Claire: To President Petrov, and his little pickle.

Francis: As I believe you know, yesterday we had something of a drill here in the White House.
Mark: I know people are wondering what that was about.
Francis: Yes. Everyone except you. The announcement of the recess appointment of Judge Benson has been rescheduled for tomorrow morning.
Mark: Good. So... We have an election.
Claire: Which you will not be able to win with another so-called October surprise.
Mark: Well, we are way past October.
Claire: We certainly are.

Claire: What should we serve the Walkers?
Francis: Cyanide.
Claire: I'm saving that for dessert. What about a main course.

Claire: [reading from Yates' book] A cold fusion of two universal elements. Identical in weight, equal in force. United they stand. A union like none other. The un-splittable atom of American politics.
Francis: Well, he was right about some things.

Claire: The older I get, I learn that assumptions are dangerous.

[last lines]
Claire: I'm leaving you.
Francis: Claire...

[last lines]
Francis: I'm not the first politician that some people don't trust.
Claire: We've been lying for a long time, Francis.
Francis: Of course we have. Imagine what the voters would think if we started telling the truth.
Claire: Not to them. To each other.

Thomas: What's my role?
Claire: What?
Thomas: What am I to you, anyway? Or you, to me? I mean, are you my girlfriend? And when you win does that make me, like, First Boyfriend? First Concubine?

- Hi, Adam, it's me.
- I know it's late, but...
- Well, I was really just calling to thank you again for the photographs.
- I'm sure they're gonna be a big hit at the auction.
- Hope you're well.
Claire: I'm sure they're gonna be a big hit at the auction.
- Hope you're well.

Claire: We can't fight everything off one by one, Francis. But if we make this - we make it work for us.
Francis: Create chaos...
Claire: More than chaos.
Francis: War...
Claire: Fear.
Francis: Fear. Brutal. Total.
Claire: I'm done trying to win over people's hearts.
Francis: Let's attack their hearts.
Claire: We can *work* with fear.
Francis: Yes, we can.
Claire: You should put on a fresh suit.
Francis: The navy blue.
Claire: Yes, the navy blue.

[last lines]
Joshua: We do this in the name of the Islamic Caliphate, in the name of Yusuf Al Ahmadi, in the name of God.
James: [his head being pulled back] Melissa, I love you. Caroline, I love you. Please, dear God, look out...
Claire: [watching from Whitehouse situation room] Turn off the sound.
Francis: That's right. We don't submit to terror. We *make* the terror.

Buttercup: You can die too for all I care!
[pushes him down a high hill]
Man: AS... YOU... WISH!
Buttercup: [realizes the Man in Black is Westley] Oh, my sweet Westley! What have I done?
[throws herself down the hill]

[last lines]
Claire: [having ignored Francis' phone call] My turn.

Catherine: I agree with General Braegher. While a succesful air strike against Ahmadi would play out well...
Claire: This isn't about the election, Cathy.
Catherine: No, of course not. I mean, if we do this correctly, we can begin the process of dismantling ICO's network.
Francis: Take him out. If the president agrees, I think it's the best thing for the country.
Claire: I think it would send a very clear message to ICO.
Col. Max Braegher: In the short term, yes, but...
Francis: No other term is relevant.

Wealthow: [to Beowulf] There have been many great men who have come, but in the morning there was nothing left but blood on the floor, and the ventures, and the walls.

Jenny: His name's Forrest.
Forrest: Like me.
Jenny: I named him after his daddy.
Forrest: He got a daddy named Forrest, too?
Jenny: You're his daddy, Forrest.

Westley: Hear this now: I will always come for you.
Buttercup: But how can you be sure?
Westley: This is true love - you think this happens every day?

Forrest: Will you marry me?
[Jenny turns and looks at him]
Forrest: I'd make a good husband, Jenny.
Jenny: You would, Forrest.
Forrest: ...But you won't marry me.
Jenny: [sadly] ... You don't wanna marry me.
Forrest: Why don't you love me, Jenny?
[Jenny says nothing]
Forrest: I'm not a smart man... but I know what love is.

Claire: Who are you to me?
Jane: Who do you want me to be?
Claire: [chuckles] That's not a good answer.
Jane: You're the first woman President of the United States. All you've had to swallow, the sacrifices, the compromises. You're gonna want to isolate yourself. Not trust anyone. But that's exactly what you're gonna need. Someone to tell you what's what.

[first lines]
Claire: [her hand on the Bible] I, Claire Hale Underwood, do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United States
Francis: [to the camera] I'm proud of her. She deserves this. Even if it only lasts for a couple of weeks.
Claire: ...and will, to the best of my ability, preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution of the United States, so help me God.
[camera shutter clicking]
Francis: Congratulations, Madam Acting President.
[kisses her]

Wealthow: There have been many a brave soldier come to taste my husband's mead.

Yrsa: They say he ripped the monster's limb off with his bare hands.
Gitte: [giggles] I wonder if Beowulf's strength is only in his arms, or in his legs as well... all three of them
[both giggle]
Wealthow: Well, after the feast tonight I'm sure you can find out, Gitte.
Gitte: Me? It's not me he wants, my queen.

- So do I. Can you speak to Matt?
- No promises. Just test the waters. I'm happy to do that.
- I've got a good relationship with Matt.
- I'll call him.
Claire: Great.
- Seth, you keep me posted, and let's all get together later this week.
- Thanks, Jackie.

[last lines]
Claire: Such a shame, all of that hard work.
Francis: I want to know who lied.

Claire: Don't get paranoid, Francis.
Francis: If not now, when?

Grandpa: Nothing gave Buttercup as much pleasure as ordering Westley around.
Buttercup: Farm boy, polish my horse's saddle. I want to see my face shining in it by morning.
Westley: As you wish.
Grandpa: "As you wish" was all he ever said to her.
Buttercup: Farm boy, fill these with water - please.
Westley: As you wish.
Grandpa: That day, she was amazed to discover that when he was saying "As you wish", what he meant was, "I love you." And even more amazing was the day she realized she truly loved him back.
Buttercup: Farm boy... fetch me that pitcher.
Westley: As you wish.
The: Hold it, hold it. What is this? Are you trying to trick me? Where's the sports?
The: Is this a kissing book?
Grandpa: Wait, just wait.
The: Well, when does it get good?
Grandpa: Keep your shirt on, and let me read.

Francis: Where does the real power lie? The power behind the power. And I understood, Claire, that we have to think and act differently than we ever have. Because it's no longer about who *lives* in the White House, it's about who *owns* the White House.
Claire: This is the presidency. How much higher can a politician go?
Francis: The real power isn't here. It's beyond here. It's above it, but still working in conjunction with it. Look, Claire, you and I have always been on the inside. Trapped. In the bubble. But going forward, with my operating on the outside, in the private sector, and you working from here, we can *own* this house together. Don't you see? I've designed this. I wanted you to be the president. I've *made* you the president.
Claire: Am I supposed to say thank you?
Francis: No. But you will have to pardon me. Pardon me for all of my crimes. As the president, you're the only one who can.

Hannah: Do you regret it, not having children? Oh, I'm sorry. That's too personal.
Claire: Do you ever regret having them?

Jenny: Have you ever been with a girl, Forrest?
Forrest: [nervously] I sit next to them in my Home Economics class all the time.

Thomas: Is it true? What Hammerschmidt wrote? Is it?
Claire: No.
Thomas: That's the first time you've lied to me - since you stopped lying to me.

Claire: You can have a plate of ribs. Yes, you can.
- Come on. Yes, you can. I can't.
- Thank you, Claire, butlcannot you can do it.
- Come on, Marty! Come on.
- I can't. Thank you. Thank you.
- Freddy's.
- You should go to Freddy's.

[last lines]
Francis: [in the Oval Office] There's no coming back from this.
Claire: Oh, I know exactly what we're about to do.
Francis: If we fail, it's on both of us. I won't be able to protect you.
Claire: [takes deep breath] And what a relief that will be - for both of us.
Francis: The American people don't know what's best for them. I do. I know exactly what they need. They're like little children, Claire. Children we never had. We have to hold their sticky fingers and wipe their filthy mouths. Teach them right from wrong. Tell them what to think and how to feel and what to want. They even need help writing their wildest dreams, crafting their worst fears. Lucky for them they have me, they have you.
[takes deep breath]
Francis: Underwood, Underwood, 2016... 2020... 2024... 2028... 2032... 2036... One nation, Underwood.
Claire: [opens the door] Doug, LeAnn, do you have a moment?

Claire: He had more courage than you'll ever have.
Francis: Do you really want to discuss "courage", Claire? Because anyone can commit suicide, or spout they're mouth in front of a camera. But you want to know what really takes courage? Keeping your mouth shut, no matter what you might be feeling. Holding it all together when the stakes are this high.
Claire: We're murders Francis.
Francis: No we're not, we're survivors.

- Keep an eye on him. I plan to.
- As for Raymond, we have to strike back hard and fast.
- I want him obliterated.
Claire: More than that.
- Let's make him suffer.
- I don't know whether to be proud or terrified.
- Perhaps both.

Claire: What exactly was on that boat, Jane?
Jane: Uh, the Chinese and the Russians had access to technology they shouldn't have and didn't want to lose. And now they've lost it. What aren't you telling me? What did you want out of all of this? I told you what I wanted. I wanted that American off the boat. He *was* the technology.

Claire: What if you lose?
Francis: I will not be a placeholder president, Claire. I will win. And I will leave a legacy.
Claire: You mean, "we" will.

Claire: You don't have to mean it. You just have to say it.

Wealthow: [after Grendel has attacked the Great Hall for the first time] What *was* that?
King: Grendel!

Claire: Tell me what you see.
Thomas: Somebody who's lost. But I don't know, maybe it's all for the best. I'd rather imagine who you might be, than who you actually are.

Claire: I didn't mean take over. I just meant let's appear as a ticket.
Francis: [rehearsing his speech] "Are we united or are we divided? Here at Gettysburg, one of the bloodiest battles..."
Claire: Francis... I know your speech.
Francis: But can you finish? You have to know how to finish, Claire.

Francis: [to Doug] As for Raymond, we have to strike back hard and fast. I want him obliterated.
Claire: More than that. Let's make him suffer.
Francis: I don't know whether to be proud or terrified. Perhaps both.

[Jenny has told Forrest that she has an incurable disease, and the doctors don't know what to do]
Forrest: You could come home with me, to my house in Greenbow, Jenny. You and little Forrest. I'll take care of you if you're sick.
Jenny: Will you marry me, Forrest?
Forrest: [long pause] Okay.

Claire: We don't barter goodwill for the freedom of American citizens.

King: [Wealthow refuses to sleep with him] My kingdom needs an heir, I need a son! It's time you did your duty!
Wealthow: How could I ever lay with you, knowing you laid with her?
King: I should never have told you. I should never have told you.

[last lines]
Francis: I said you were nothing, in the Oval, without me. It's the other way around.
Claire: It would have to be different.
Francis: I know. That's what I'm saying.
Claire: Come on. Let's see if you can make it to the end of the hall...

Man: All right. Where is the poison? The battle of wits has begun. It ends when you decide and we both drink, and find out who is right... and who is dead.
Vizzini: But it's so simple. All I have to do is divine from what I know of you: are you the sort of man who would put the poison into his own goblet or his enemy's? Now, a clever man would put the poison into his own goblet, because he would know that only a great fool would reach for what he was given. I am not a great fool, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But you must have known I was not a great fool, you would have counted on it, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
Man: You've made your decision then?
Vizzini: Not remotely. Because iocane comes from Australia, as everyone knows, and Australia is entirely peopled with criminals, and criminals are used to having people not trust them, as you are not trusted by me, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you.
Man: Truly, you have a dizzying intellect.
Vizzini: Wait till I get going! Now, where was I?
Man: Australia.
Vizzini: Yes, Australia. And you must have suspected I would have known the powder's origin, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
Man: You're just stalling now.
Vizzini: You'd like to think that, wouldn't you? You've beaten my giant, which means you're exceptionally strong, so you could've put the poison in your own goblet, trusting on your strength to save you, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of you. But, you've also bested my Spaniard, which means you must have studied, and in studying you must have learned that man is mortal, so you would have put the poison as far from yourself as possible, so I can clearly not choose the wine in front of me.
Man: You're trying to trick me into giving away something. It won't work.
Vizzini: IT HAS WORKED! YOU'VE GIVEN EVERYTHING AWAY! I KNOW WHERE THE POISON IS!
Man: Then make your choice.
Vizzini: I will, and I choose... what in the world can that be?
[Vizzini gestures up and away from the table. The Man in Black looks backwards. Vizzini swaps the goblets]
Man: What? Where? I don't see anything.
Vizzini: Well, I- I could have sworn I saw something. But no matter.
[Vizzini tries to hold back laughter]
Man: What's so funny?
Vizzini: I'll tell you in a minute. First, let's drink. Me from my glass, and you from yours.
[Vizzini and the Man in Black drink]
Man: You guessed wrong.
Vizzini: You only think I guessed wrong! That's what's so funny! I switched glasses when your back was turned! Ha ha! You fool! You fell victim to one of the classic blunders - the most famous of which is "never get involved in a land war in Asia" - but only slightly less well-known is this: "Never go in against a Sicilian when death is on the line"! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha...
[Vizzini stops suddenly, his smile frozen on his face and falls to the ground dead. The Man in Black removes the blindfold from Buttercup's head]
Man: You all right?
Buttercup: And to think, all that time it was your cup that was poisoned.
Man: They were both poisoned. I spent the last few years building up an immunity to iocane powder.

Claire: You're a well-educated man, Yusuf, and you don't care about Islam or the caliphate. You're just using that to radicalize soldiers.
Yusuf: Just as you use democracy and freedom.
Claire: So now we understand each other.

Francis: All I am hearing is, it's not enough. That the White House is not enough. That being First Lady is not enough. Not enough.
Claire: No. It's you that's not enough.

- There's not gonna be any new damage.
Frank's Secret Service: Well, we don't know that for sure.
Claire: Let's get Usher.
Frank's Secret Service: Well, you can bet
- I'm gonna talk to him in the morning.
Claire: Where are you going?
- To get some goddamn space in this house!

Terry: [muscling her] The House should and will decide!
Claire: Delaware has one congressman. How will that play in Austin when your opponent in two years tells voters that you allowed a state like Delaware to have the same influence as Texas? A lot of your incumbents will be in danger of losing their seats. And there it is.
Francis: [to the camera] Look. Look at them. That is the look of contemplating loss. Loss, the only constituent that anyone in this room really listens to.

Claire: I've thought long and hard, Francis. Barely slept.
Francis: That's the job.

- Because I've done all I can.
- Everything you told me to. You know that.
- They know that, don't they?
- Mrs. Underwood.
Claire: I was hoping to speak to Ms. Masterson.
- Just the two of us.

[last lines]
Claire: I'm asking for your help. If you refuse to give it...
Elizabeth: Help? You didn't lift a finger to help me when I got sick.
Claire: You didn't tell me you were sick!
Elizabeth: Because you had turned your back on me! Oh, you are such a disappointment.
Claire: You don't want me to sell this house out from under you, but I will.
Elizabeth: [pulling off her chemo wig] I am the mother. I am the mother!

Claire: We brought this on ourselves. We pushed too hard.
Francis: We've survived.
Claire: We isolated ourselves, Francis.
Francis: So what? We both know something the rest of the world refuses to acknowledge. There is no justice, only conquest. And let me tell you, we let them evacuate DC, we are done, Claire. We've lost.

Claire: My husband doesn't apologize, even to me.

Claire: Thank you. I'm going to bed.
Francis: No one will ever love you as much as I do. I hope you know that. Just as I know that no one will ever love me... like you.