House of Cards (U.S. TV series)

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House of Cards (2013-) is a Netflix original series based on the British miniseries of the same name detailing the rise of a scheming American politician, Francis "Frank" Underwood.

Season 1[edit]

Chapter 1 [1.01][edit]

Frank Underwood: [watching a dog that has been hit by a car] There are two kinds of pain. The sort of pain that makes you strong. Or useless pain. The sort of pain that's only suffering. I have no patience for useless things. Moments like this require someone who will act. To do the unpleasant thing. The necessary thing... [puts the dog out of its misery] There, no more pain.

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

Frank Underwood: [of his wife] I love that woman. I love her more than sharks love blood.

Frank Underwood: [of Michael Kern] I almost pity him. He didn't choose to be put on my platter. When I carve him up and toss him to the dogs, only then will he confront that brutal, inescapable truth.

priest: I'd like to speak today on the subject of humility. A lot of you have just won re-election. If you hadn't, you might not be sitting here. And, of course, we should enjoy our success and be grateful for it, but never let your gratitude sour into pride. You'll have many challenges ahead over the next couple of years, and a person's character isn't determined by how he or she enjoys victory but rather how he or she endures defeat. Nothing can help us endure hard times better than our faith.

Zoe Barnes: Wait. We're in a very gray area. Ethically. Legally. Which I'm okay with --
Frank Underwood: I just love this painting, don't you? We're in the same boat now, Zoe. Take care not to tip it over. I can only save one of us from drowning.

Frank Underwood: Centuries from now, when people watch this footage, who will they see smiling just at the edge of the frame?

Chapter 2 [1.02][edit]

Frank Underwood: Every Tuesday I sit down with the speaker and the majority leader to discuss the week's agenda. Well, discuss is probably the wrong word. They talk while I sit quietly and imagine their lightly salted faces frying in a skillet.

Frank Underwood: Such a waste of talent. He chose money over power - in this town, a mistake nearly everyone makes. Money is the McMansion in Sarasota that starts falling apart after 10 years. Power is the old stone building that stands for centuries. I cannot respect someone who does not see the difference.

Frank Underwood: [to Zoe] You might very well think that. I couldn’t possibly comment.

Frank Underwood: [aside] What a martyr craves more than anything is a sword to fall on, so you sharpen the blade, hold it at just the right angle, and then 3, 2, 1--
Donald Blythe: It should be me. It was my bill.

Doug Stamper: [to Peter Russo] When it comes to your life, Peter, and what I know about it, you should assume that there's no such a thing as a secret.

Frank Underwood: Nobody can hear you. Nobody cares about you. Nothing will come of this. Why don't you let these nice gentlemen take you home?

Chapter 3 [1.03][edit]

Frank Underwood: I grew up here, in the up country - Bibles, barbecues, and back breaking. Everything gets just a little bit thicker this far south - The air, the blood, even me. I try to make it down here at least once a month. Every trip is a reminder of how far I've come. I hated Gaffney as a kid, when I had nothing, but now I've come to appreciate it. It's not as suffocating as it once was, except when I have to deal with the sort of nonsense that makes me want to hang myself.

Frank Underwood: When Oren gets the jury to weep a river of shot over this dead girl, when Gaffney goes tits up because you can't afford to pay a seven-figure award in damages, when you all get booted out of the office and I lose to Chase, then you can chew my ears off about principles because we'll all have nothing but time on our hands. Until then, you either contribute or you keep it shut, Travis.

Zoe Barnes: I've been offered a spot on Nightline.
Frank Underwood: You want my advice?
Zoe Barnes: I don't want it, I need it.
Frank Underwood: Close your eyes.
[Zoe closes her eyes]
Zoe Barnes: Okay.
Frank Underwood: It's 11:25, Nightline is about to come on, millions of people are watching. Where are you -- home?
Zoe Barnes: No.
Frank Underwood: At the studio?
Zoe Barnes: Yes.
Frank Underwood: And what do you see?
Zoe Barnes: I see lights. I see a camera.
Frank Underwood: And that little red dot goes on. Tell me what you hear.
Zoe Barnes: I hear my voice.
Frank Underwood: And those millions of people, what do they hear?
Zoe Barnes: My voice.
Frank Underwood: And what do they see?
Zoe Barnes: My face.
Frank Underwood: So you don't need my advice.
Zoe Barnes: Hammerschmidt's gonna freak.
Frank Underwood: You don't want to work anywhere you're not willing to get fired from, Zoe. Treading water is the same as drowning, for people like you and me. Good luck, I'll be watching.

[Frank is giving a service at the funeral of a teenage girl]
Frank Underwood: You know what no one wants to talk about? Hate. I know all about hate. It starts in your gut, deep down here, where it stirs and churns. And then it rises. Hate rises fast and volcanic. It erupts hot on the breath. Your eyes go wide with fire. You clench your teeth so hard you think they'll shatter. I hate you, God. I hate you! Oh, don't tell me you haven't said those words before. I know you have. We all have, if you've ever felt so crushing a loss. There are two parents with us today who know that pain, the most terrible hurt of all- losing a child before her time. If Dean and Leanne were to stand up right now and scream those awful words of hate, could we blame them? I couldn't. At least their hatred I can understand. I can grasp it, but God's wantonness, His cruelty, I can't even begin to...My father dropped dead of a heart attack at the age of 43, and when he died, I looked up to God and I said those words, because my father was so young, so full of life, so full of dreams. Why would God take him from us? [aside] Truth be told, I never really knew him or what his dreams were. He was quiet, timid, almost invisible. My mother didn't think much of him. My mother's mother hated him. The man never scratched the surface of life. Maybe it's best he died so young. He wasn't doing much but taking up space. But that doesn't make for a very powerful eulogy, now, does it? [to the congregation] I wept. I screamed, "Why, God? How can I not hate you when you steal from me the person I most love and admire in this world? I don't understand it, and I hate you for it." The Bible says in proverbs, "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding." Lean not on your own understanding. God is telling us to trust Him, to love him despite our own ignorance. After all, what is faith if it doesn't endure when we are tested the most? We will never understand why God took Jessica or my father or anyone. And while God may not give us any answers, He has given us the capacity for love. Our job is to love Him without questioning His plan. So I pray to you, dear Lord, I pray to you to help strengthen our love for your and to embrace Dean and Leanne with the warmth of your love in return. And I pray that you will help us fend off hatred so that we may all truly trust in you with all our hearts and lean not on our own understanding. Amen.

Zoe Barnes: You can speak to me like an adult, Tom. You don't have to lecture me like a little girl.
Tom Hammerschmidt: You haven't earned the right to be treated as an adult. You think a few front-page stories and some face time on TV makes you the next Judy Miller? You've got a long way to go. Don't be so arrogant.
Zoe Barnes: Okay, so you think when a woman asks to be treated with respect, that's arrogance?
Tom Hammerschmidt: Are you accusing me of sexism?
Zoe Barnes: Just making an observation.
Tom Hammerschmidt: No TV for a month.

Frank Underwood: [to Dean Masters] Would you like me to resign, Mr. Masters? Just say the word, and it's done. If it will bring you any satisfaction. I asked the reverend once, "What are we supposed to do in the face of so much senseless pain?" And he said to me, "What else can we do but take what seems meaningless and try to make something meaningful from it?" He's right. That's how God works: through us. Will you let me work for you? [aside] What you have to understand about my people is that they are a noble people. Humility is their form of pride. It is their strength, it is their weakness, and if you can humble yourself before them, they will do anything you ask.

Chapter 4 [1.04][edit]

Margaret Tilden: Two freshmen girls are moving into their dorm room together. One of them's from Georgia, one of them's from Connecticut. The girl from Connecticut's helping her mother put up curtains. The girl from Georgia turns to them and says, "Hi! Where y'all from?" The girl from Connecticut says, "We're from a place where we know not to end a sentence with a preposition". The girl from Georgia says, "oh, beg my pardon. Where y'all from? Cunt?" You heard that one before?
Tom Hammerschmidt: A version of it. With softer language.
Margaret Tilden: Tom, we don't need people who follow the rules. We need people with personality. We want Zoe's face, her energy. We want to get her on TV as much as possible. It helps us cut through the noise. See what I'm saying?

Frank Underwood: Love of family: most politicians are permanently chained to that slogan, family values. But when you cozy up to hookers and I find out, I will make that hypocrisy hurt.

Frank Underwood: It's so refreshing to work with someone who'll throw a saddle on a gift horse rather than look it in the mouth.

Frank Underwood: You see, Freddy believes that if a fridge falls off a minivan, you better swerve out of its way. I believe it's the fridge's job to swerve out of mine.

Tom Hammerschmidt: I don't think you appreciate anything. I think you're an ungrateful, self-entitled little c-
[Tom cuts himself off]
Zoe Barnes: Little what? Little what, Tom? Say it!
Tom Hammerschmidt: Cunt. You're a cunt.
[Zoe takes out her phone and begins typing]
Tom Hammerschmidt: What are you doing? Don't you dare-
Zoe Barnes: You don't even know what I'm typing.
Tom Hammerschmidt: Get out, Zoe.
Zoe Barnes: Just a second. I'm almost done.
Tom Hammerschmidt: Get out. You're fired.
Zoe Barnes: Whatever you have to tell yourself, Tom.
Tom Hammerschmidt: Get out!
Zoe Barnes: So should I press "send"? I think I should. Call me whatever you want, but you should remember, these days, when you're talking to one person, you're talking to a thousand.

Chapter 5 [1.05][edit]

Marty Spinella: [to Frank] Either you assure me right now that amendment is out, or I'm walking out that door and I'm gonna start launching missiles.

Frank Underwood: Marty and I have a good working relationship. Or used to. You can see he has a temper, but I can usually cut through that and reason with him. But I may have pushed him too far, which is worrisome. Friends make the worst enemies.

Tom Hammerschmidt: I know how to run a paper, Margaret. What I don't know how to do is run a paper staffed with people I can't control.
Margaret Tilden: Was she really out of control?! To my understanding, she simply turned down a new position.
Tom Hammerschmidt: It's her attitude. It's the way she turned it down.
Margaret Tilden: Did you think to ask her what she'd rather do instead?
Tom Hammerschmidt: Is it my job to pander to all my employees--
Margaret Tilden: My employees. And if they have something to offer that you don't, yes, it is your job. We've been through this, Tom. The paper's operating at a loss. We need people like Zoe.
Tom Hammerschmidt: I'm very aware of how much we're hurting, Margaret. Staff reductions, dip in circulation. Each one of those faces and every subscriber we lose, they keep me awake at night. Now, I won't argue the business side of things. It's neither my place nor my area of expertise, but know this-- Zoe Barnes, Twitter, blogs, enriched media, they're all surface. They're fads. They aren't the foundation this paper was built on, and they aren't what will keep it alive. We have a core readership that thirsts for hard news. Those are the people I work for. And I won't be distracted by what's fashionable.

Zoe Barnes: Nobody tells me when to work and when to play.

Frank Underwood: [to Peter] Everyone in that room wanted to cross you off the list. I said no. I stuck up for you. I said, "Peter Russo, he's got potential. He's young. He's capable. He's going places". I made them keep you in contention. You're still on that list. You show up at my house in the middle of the night, drunk, to whine, to try to shift the blame on me instead of taking responsibility for yourself and your own actions. Maybe they were right in that meeting. Maybe you are worthless. I'm the only person who believes in you, Peter, but maybe that's one too many. The hot water will open up your capillaries. The aspirin you just took will make your blood thinner. It's up to you, Peter. Oh, and if you do decide to take the coward's way out, cut along the tracks, not across them. That's a rookie mistake.

Chapter 6 [1.06][edit]

Linda: So you've been wrong twice about this. Why should I believe you're right about holding out?

Frank Underwood: This is the worst possible position to be in. If I water down the bill, the president will still see me as a failure. If the strike doesn't end in a week, I forced myself into a corner. Only total victory will put me back into his good graces. The alternative is exile, which would mean the last five months were for nothing. I cannot abide falling back to square one.

[on live television, regarding the brick incident]
Marty Spinella: Mrs. Underwood, Claire, I am sincerely sorry that you had to go through that ordeal, truly. And it actually sickens me that someone made you feel unsafe in your own home. And I give you my word that to the best of my knowledge, none of our people had anything to do with it. But you know what sickens me more? That right now, your husband is using you as a prop on national television to try and win a debate. So I think you're the one that owes your wife an apology, Frank. And when you're done apologizing, can we please get back to the issue here of educating our children?

[Frank's gaffe during his CNN debate with Spinella has gone viral]
Candy Crowley: Congressman Frank Underwood says he got quote, "schooled" by AFT spokesman and chief strategist Martin Spinella during a debate last night on this network. In the past 24 hours, reruns of the gaffe have played nonstop on TV news programs and the Internet. A YouTube clip set to techno music has logged more than 300,000 hits and spawned dozens of other spoofs.

President Garrett Walker: Are you letting pride cloud your judgment, Frank?
Frank Underwood: Respectfully, sir, you're allowing fear to cloud yours.

Claire Underwood: 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.

Frank Underwood: You know the difference between you and me, Marty?
Marty Spinella: What?
Frank Underwood: I'm a white-trash cracker from a white-trash town that no one would even bother to piss on. But here's the difference — I've made something of myself. I have the keys to the capitol. People respect me. But you, you're still nothing. You're just an uppity dago in an expensive suit turning tricks for the unions. Nobody respects the unions anymore, Marty. They're dying. And no one respects you. The most you'll ever make of yourself is blowing men like me. Men with real power. Yes. I can smell the cock on your breath from here.
Marty Spinella: You think you can get under my skin?
Frank Underwood: I know I can.

Chapter 7 [1.07][edit]

Zoe Barnes: [looking out the window] I can see your security guy.
Frank Underwood: Meechum?
Zoe Barnes: He's cute.
Frank Underwood: He'd never go for you.
Zoe Barnes: Why not?
Frank Underwood: You're too intimidating.
Zoe Barnes: He's the one with the gun.
Frank Underwood: But you're the one with the congressman.

Walter Doyle: I've been doing this a long time, congressman. I know when I've scraped all the shit off the shoe.

Peter Russo: Do you get off on this or something?
Walter Doyle: Does a doctor enjoy it when he cups your balls and asks you to cough?

Frank Underwood: There's no better way to overpower a trickle of doubt than with a flood of naked truth.

Doug Stamper: But the most important count I do has nothing to do with work. It's the number of days since April 4, 1999. As of this morning, that's 5,185. The bigger that number gets, the more it frightens me, because I know all it takes is one drink to go back to zero. Most people see fear as a weakness. It can be. Sometimes for my job, I have to put fear in other people. I know that's not right. But if I'm honest, like the fourth step asks us to be, I have to be ruthless, because failure is not an option. The same goes for my sobriety. I have to be ruthless with myself. I have to use my fear. It makes me stronger. Like everyone in this room, I can't control who I am. But I can control the zero. Fuck the zero.

Chapter 8 [1.08][edit]

Frank Underwood: The Citadel, South Carolina's premier military college. They taught me the values of honor, duty, and respect. They also hazed me, tried to break me, and, senior year, nearly expelled me when I volunteered for a Senate race and my studies suffered. But that didn't stop them from soliciting a hefty sum for their new library 30 years later. How quickly poor grades are forgotten in the shadow of power and wealth.

Mrs. Russo: [to Christina] So, you're fuckin' my son? [Christina says nothing] Relax. I'm just messin' with you.

Peter Russo: You elected me to represent you, but I couldn't forestall the inevitable. The shipyard was gonna close. If not this year, then next year, or the year after that. You all know that. Here's another truth that's gonna be hard to swallow: I'm all you've got.

Chapter 9 [1.09][edit]

Frank Underwood: I'm not going to lie. I despise children. There. I've said it.

Peter Russo: The more of my words, the fewer of yours, the better off we'll both be.
Reporter: If I didn't think you were such a liability to yourself, Congressman, I might even like you.
Peter Russo: If your circulation was as high as the Wall Street Journal, I might like you back.

Janine Skorsky: [to Zoe] So, a piece of advice as far as career strategies go: It's not worth fucking your way to the middle.

Frank Underwood: Proximity to power deludes some into believing they wield it.

Frank Underwood: A great man once said, everything is about sex. Except sex. Sex is about power.

Chapter 10 [1.10][edit]

Frank Underwood: I have zero tolerance for betrayal, which they will soon indelibly learn.

Remy Danton: I don't eat pork.
Frank Underwood: When did that happen?
Remy Danton: When we started lobbying for the meat packing industry.

Peter Russo: You don't understand, I'm not afraid of you anymore, Frank.
Frank Underwood: Then you're misguided.

Claire Underwood: Such a shame, how naive you are.
Zoe Barnes: I'm not naive.
Claire Underwood: No? I've known everything from the beginning, Zoe. My husband and I tell each other everything. Don't you believe me? Is there a spider I can trap? I'm not here to punish you or to tell you to stop. I just thought I should open those big bright eyes.

Frank Underwood: We never played chess before, have we?
Doug Stamper: I don't know how.
Frank Underwood: You want me to teach you?

Chapter 11 [1.11][edit]

Adam Galloway: What were you interested in?
Claire Underwood: Being more than an observer.
Adam Galloway: You wanted to be seen.
Claire Underwood: Not just seen. I wanted to be significant.

Claire Underwood: I envy your free spirit, and I'm attracted to it, but not all of us have that luxury.
Adam Galloway: Which is what I find so frustrating about you, Claire. You-you had a choice. You chose not to be free.
Claire Underwood: No. What I chose was a man I could love for more than a week.

Peter Russo: [to Frank] When did your help ever help me? You can live your life the way you want to. I'm done being told how to live mine.

Peter Russo: Failed. I failed myself. I failed my family. I failed the campaign.

Chapter 12 [1.12][edit]

Raymond Tusk: Can I ask why you do that?
Frank Underwood: Do what?
Raymond Tusk: Tap your ring like that. I've seen you do it on TV. Two taps every time you get up from a table or leave a lectern.
Frank Underwood: Something my father taught me. It's meant to harden your knuckles so you don't break them if you get into a fight. It also has the added benefit of knocking on wood. My father believed that success is a mixture of preparation and luck. Tapping the table kills both birds with one stone.
Raymond Tusk: Your father was a peach farmer?
Frank Underwood: Yes, he was. Not a very successful one.
Raymond Tusk: Lack of preparation or lack of luck?
Frank Underwood: Lack of both. He was better at giving advice than following it.

Raymond Tusk: Decisions based on emotion aren't decisions, at all. They're instincts. Which can be of value. The rational and the irrational complement each other. Individually they're far less powerful.

Frank Underwood: I said to my professor, "Why mourn the death of Presidents, or anyone for that matter? The dead can't hear us." And he asked me if I believed in heaven. I said no. And then he asked if I had no faith in God. I said, "You have it wrong. It's God who has no faith in us."

Raymond Tusk: Fact, I have something that you want. You have something that I want.
[Frank chuckles]
Raymond Tusk: Have I said something amusing?
Frank Underwood: I've sat too many times on your side of the table not to enjoy the irony of finding myself on this side of it.

Frank Underwood: [about Tusk] He doesn't measure his wealth in private jets, but purchased souls.

Chapter 13 [1.13][edit]

Frank Underwood: Of all the things I hold in high regards, rules are not one of them.

Frank Underwood: [speaking to God] Every time I've spoken to you, you've never spoken back, although given our mutual disdain, I can't blame you for the silent treatment. Perhaps I'm speaking to the wrong audience. [Looks downward] Can you hear me? Are you even capable of language, or do you only understand depravity? Peter, is that you? Stop hiding in my thoughts and come out. Have the courage in death that you never had in life. Come out, look me in the eye and say what you need to say. There is no solace above or below. Only us - small, solitary, striving, battling one another. I pray to myself, for myself.

Gillian Cole: [putting Claire's hand on her belly] Do you feel that? The kicking? I won't let people like you fuck up the world my child has to live in. If I have to tell a few lies to do that... I've learned one valuable thing from you.

Claire Underwood: [to Gillian] I am willing to let your child wither and die inside you, if that's what's required. Am I an enemy you want to make?

Raymond Tusk: I'm must say, I'm surprised, Frank. You have a reputation for pragmatism.
Frank Underwood: And I've also avoided a reputation for indentured servitude.
Raymond Tusk: I never make an offer more than twice, Frank. Tell me now if I can count on your cooperation.
Frank Underwood: You're not offering cooperation, you are demanding tutelage. So let me make you a proposal. I am absolutely willing to work together as equals. I will take your opinions seriously, just as the president does. But I will not bind myself to them in advance. If that doesn't interest you, fair enough. Good luck finding a vice president in the next four days who will prove as pragmatic as I. You can't purchase loyalty, Raymond. Not the sort I have in mind. If you want to earn my loyalty, then you have to offer yours in return. And if we can agree to that - well, you're a man with imagination.

Season 2[edit]

Chapter 14 [2.01][edit]

Christina Gallagher: I've been running a congressional district for the past nine weeks with zero assistance. Nobody elected me. Nobody taught me. I've done it because somebody had to.

Frank Underwood: Was there something different about these ribs this morning?
Freddy Hayes: Better or worse?
Frank Underwood: I didn't think that they could get any better, but these were something special.
Freddy Hayes: Well, tried a new butcher. Slow-bleeds his hogs. It ain't legal, but...
Frank Underwood: Well, I won't tell anyone.
Freddy Hayes: I don't know if I'm gonna go back to him. Went out to his shop. He's got a room in the back where he does it. Soundproof. A whole setup.
Frank Underwood: Why soundproof?
Freddy Hayes: 'Cause of how they scream. They can smell it comin'. You stick that pipe in their throat, next 10 minutes is hell. Bust your fucking eardrums. Now, the humane way to do it is to make it quick. Bring out a bucket of slop like it's feeding time, then bam, shovel right to the base of the head. No screamin'.

Zoe Barnes: I took a chance, showed up at your house and placed myself at your feet. Crossed ethical lines, professionally, physically, and I hold myself accountable for that. Those were my choices and I can live with them. I'd like to move forward, but I need to know exactly what I was a part of, that that I wasn't a part of someone's-
Frank Underwood: Finish your thought.
Zoe Barnes: A part of someone's murder.
Frank Underwood: Jesus.
[Frank stands and walks away. Zoe follows]
Zoe Barnes: I wanna believe you, Francis.
[Frank lunges out suddenly, grabs Zoe, turns her around and pushes her in front of an oncoming train]

Janine Skorsky: My entire career, I have always chosen the tough stories. I have been fearless. But, you know what? I’m really fucking scared this time. He’s got power; he’s got a lot to lose; and, right now, he is winning.

Frank Underwood: Did you think I'd forgotten you? Perhaps you hoped I had. Don't waste a breath mourning Miss Barnes—every kitten grows up to be a cat. They seem so harmless at first—small, quiet, lapping up their saucer of milk—but once their claws get long enough, they draw blood. Sometimes from the hand that feeds them. For those of us climbing to the top of the food chain, there can be no mercy. There is but one rule: Hunt or be hunted. Welcome back.

Chapter 15 [2.02][edit]

Frank Underwood: One heartbeat away from the presidency and not a vote cast in my name. Democracy is so overrated.

Tom Hammerschmidt: Grief demands an answer, but sometimes there isn't one.

Claire Underwood: [discussing her rape] When he was on top of me, I pressed my hand with everything I could, I pressed it into his face. I pressed it so hard, I broke his nose. That didn't stop him. He shoved the sheets in my mouth. I could barely breathe. Every time I think of her, pinned down like that, I strangle her, Francis, so she doesn't strangle me.

Chapter 16 [2.03][edit]

Frank Underwood: If we never did anything we shouldn't do, we'd never feel good about doing the things we should.

Frank Underwood: There can be no false steps now. The higher up the mountain, the more treacherous the path.

Frank Underwood: As for me, I used to be on the edge of the frame. Now, I'm only three feet away.

Chapter 17 [2.04][edit]

Donald Blythe: When you've been in the wasteland as long as I have, you become immune to flattery.

[The Capitol is locked down during an anthrax scare]
Frank Underwood: I don't know about you, but if it really is anthrax and these are our final moments, I want to die with a buzz on.

Frank Underwood: There are realities, Donald.
Donald Blythe: Don't talk down to me about realities. My wife is dying! That's a reality! Other people will die, too, if your package succeeds! That's a reality!

Chapter 18 [2.05][edit]

Lucas Goodwin: You think you're a badass because you're on some vigilante anarchy kick? At least I have the balls to put my name on the work I do.
Gavin Orsay: You've never faced 100 years in prison, you self-righteous prick! Most of my friends are locked up and rotting away because they poked the bear one too many times. Why? They wanted to expose government surveillance, the PRISM program, embezzlement, abuse, fucking torture, lies! You're a journalist? Who gives a shit? We're fucking soldiers. It's personal for me now. I don't have a choice, but you still do.
Lucas Goodwin: I don't have a choice.

[Frank refuses Feng's demands, suspecting that he is working with Tusk]
Xander Feng: Why did you want this meeting? To attack me?
Frank Underwood: To send a message. The President of the United States and I are not his puppets. Now you tell him that.
Xander Feng: Fine. The bridge deal is dead. There will be no saving it.
Frank Underwood: Stick a knife in its heart and put an apple in its mouth, I won't shed a tear.
Xander Feng: Your President will ascribe the failure to you.
Frank Underwood: I'll take the risk.
Xander Feng: Think strategically, Mr. Vice President. You're setting us on a very dangerous course.
Frank Underwood: Do you know how Grant defeated Lee? He had more men, that's all, and he was willing to let them die. It was butchery, not strategy, that won the war.
Xander Feng: Mr. Tusk and I have great resources at our disposal.
Frank Underwood: Add up all your billions and you get the GDP of Slovakia. I have the federal government of the United States of America. Your money doesn't intimidate me. The most that you buy is influence, but I wield Constitutional authority.
Xander Feng: The strongest army doesn't always win. Mao started out with only a few thousand men. They took over half a continent.
Frank Underwood: Mao is dead, and so is his China.
Xander Feng: But I'm not.
Frank Underwood: Not yet.
Xander Feng: Don't forget, your ancestor fought for the losing side. There is no sacred ground for the conquered.

Chapter 19 [2.06][edit]

Frank Underwood: Two minutes in the office and Tusk may be back in his good graces. I need to disrupt the nuptials and prevent a second marriage.

Frank Underwood: You may have all the money, Raymond, but I have all the men with guns.

Frank Underwood: I'm a good Christian, Remy, like your mother. I would tell you the truth if you wanted more.
Remy Denton: You trying to send a message?
Frank Underwood: Perhaps.
Remy Denton: Which is?
Frank Underwood: That stubbornness is far costlier than obedience.

Chapter 20 [2.07][edit]

Frank Underwood: Presidents who obsess over history obsess over their place in it, instead of forging it.
Garret Walker: Who said that?
Frank Underwood: I did, just now.

Dan Lanigan: You know what I like about money? I can stack it on a table, like this one. I can measure it with a yardstick. I can see it, smell it, buy things with it - houses, cars, clothes. Things that are real. You're going to have to show up with more than beads.

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

Xander Feng: When you only talk business you stop appreciating beauty.
Doug Stamper: I don't have much time for beauty.
Xander Feng: That's a shame.
Doug Stamper: When people like you smell flowers, some of us have to pull the weeds.

Chapter 21 [2.08][edit]

Remy Danton: You're nothing. You're a parasite.
Seth Grayson: So are you Danton. Just in a nicer suit.

Megan Hennessey: I'm not who you want to be your poster girl.

Frank Underwood: [advising President Walker regarding Linda's threat of resignation] Do I think she oversteps sometimes? Yes. Does she wrongly equate her advice with mine? Often. But the question that occurs to me is not about Linda. Let's say you refuse her resignation, if this gets out, and it could, won't you be sending a signal to anyone who works for you that you can be leveraged? She offered her resignation. She's already gone, even if she stays.

Frank Underwood: [following Linda's resignation] I've never thought higher of her than I do at this moment. She lost, but she played to win.

Chapter 22 [2.09][edit]

Doug Stamper: [to Seth] You think I've survived with the vice president so long by being blind? Upward mobility has a ceiling with the Underwoods. I'm the ceiling.

Frank Underwood: A little sibling rivalry isn’t such a bad thing, especially between adopted boys. They either push each other to be the best versions of themselves, or one of them gets booted back to the orphanage.

Frank Underwood: Please, let me help.
Freddy Hayes: I ain't takin' your guilt money. When I was bangin', we used to clear 60 Gs a month. I seen guys shot down execution-style. I didn't give a shit. Then I got caught. Darnell was born my first year in. Never saw him once, not even a picture. I can't take back the bad I done. All I can do is to make my own way, like I been doin'. You understand. Ain't pride, Frank.
Frank Underwood: If you change your mind, you let me know.
Freddy Hayes: You were a good customer, that's it. You ain't gotta pretend to be my friend.

Frank Underwood: Do you think I’m a hypocrite? Well you should. I wouldn’t disagree with you. The road to power is paved with hypocrisy, and casualties. Never regret.

Freddy Hayes: I ain't one for lookin' back. Eyes ahead.

Chapter 23 [2.10][edit]

Frank Underwood: I've always loathed the necessity of sleep. Like death, it puts even the most powerful of men on their backs.

Frank Underwood: The only thing more satisfying than convincing someone to do what I want is failing to persuade them on purpose. It's like a do not enter sign. It just begs you to walk in the door.

Chapter 24 [2.11][edit]

Frank Underwood: From the lion's den to a pack of wolves. When you're fresh meat, kill and throw them something fresher.

Megan Hennessy: Mrs. Underwood was brave enough to go on national television and admit that--
Jackie Sharp: And where has she been since? Deflecting scandal and hiding from the press. You called me disgraceful in The New York Times, Megan, and you have every right. But I also have the right to say that Mrs. Underwood is disgraceful, because nothing is more disgraceful than running from a battle.

Claire Underwood: There were political realities we couldn't ignore.
Megan Hennessy: Do you ever wonder why so many people hate Washington? It's because of people like you using phrases like that.

Frank Underwood: [of Claire] I don't know whether to be proud or terrified. Perhaps both.

Chapter 25 [2.12][edit]

Frank Underwood: Exile. I've managed to isolate the president from everyone, including myself.

[Frank has just asked Jackie to help him get Walker impeached]
Jackie Sharp: Mr. Vice President, what you are asking is just shy of treason.
Frank Underwood: Just shy, which is politics.

Chapter 26 [2.13][edit]

Raymond Tusk: [To Frank] When they put you in that box barely bigger than a coffin remember how beautiful the music was tonight. It might give you some small degree of comfort.

Claire Underwood: I've done what I have to do. Now you do what you have to do. Seduce him, give him your heart. Cut it out and put it in his fucking hands!

Frank Underwood: [in a letter to Walker] Dear Mr. President, I'm writing you on an Underwood portable my father gave me when I left for the Sentinel. It was the words my father said when he gave it to me that resonated even more than this 70-year-old machine. "This Underwood built an empire," he said. "Now you go and build one of your own." Those words have been a large part of what has motivated my life. I've only written one other letter with these keys. It did not fail me then. I hope it will not fail me now. You said I wanted to diminish you. The truth is I don't. You said I wanted to challenge you in 2016. The truth is I don't. You said I wanted the presidency for myself. The truth is... I do. What politician hasn't dreamed of about what it would be like to take the oath of the highest office of our land? I've stared at your desk in the Oval and coveted it. The power. The prestige. Those things have a strong pull on someone like me, who came from a small South Carolina town with nothing. But since you assumed office, my only aim has been to fight, for you and alongside you. Whether that be in Congress, or as now, the battle over impeachment. Maybe one day I'll have my chance to serve as President. But not while you are the nation's leader. And in you, sir, I see a brave man. A just man. A president whom I would follow anywhere, no matter how strong the wind blows against us... I want to tell you something I have never told anyone. When I was 13, I walked in on my father in the barn. There was a shotgun in his mouth. He waved me over. "Come here, Francis," he said. "Pull the trigger for me." Because he didn't have the courage to do it himself. I said, "No, pop," and walked out, knowing he would never find that courage. The next 7 years were hell for my father, but even more hell for my mother and me. He made all of us miserable; drinking, despair, violence... My only regret in life is that I didn't pull that trigger. He would've been better off in the grave, and we would have been better off without him. I'm not going to put you in the same position as my father put me in. You will find enclosed, on a separate sheet, a confession to the crimes you have been accused of. They're false words, but my signature will make them true. Use them, if you must. If you truly believe that I have only served myself, then I have forever lost your trust. All I can do now is give you my freedom to save your own. I said I would take the fall for you. And now I give you the means to make that happen. I am pulling the trigger myself. We all must make sacrifices to achieve our dreams. But sometimes we must sacrifice ourselves for the greater good. It is my honor to make such a sacrifice now. Your loyal friend, still in my heart, if not in yours, Francis.

Remy Danton: When I left, Frank begged me to stay. Power vs. money, he said. Don't reduce myself to a tax bracket.
Jackie Sharp: He was right. And I doubt he begged.
Remy Danton: He was half right. Power is better than money, for as long as it lasts. But it never lasts.

Rachel Posner: [to Doug] All you have ever done is fuck up my life! You fucked up the Fellowship. You fucked up what I had with Lisa! Even when I did what you asked! Your sick fucking visits and reading to you like a fucking child! What is wrong with you?! Why can't you just leave me be?!

Season 3[edit]

Chapter 27 [3.01][edit]

Frank Underwood: [at his father's grave] Hey, pop. Been awhile. Did you see that motorcade pull up? It's the first time that the President of the United States has visited Gaffney. Can you believe it? [to audience] Oh, I wouldn't be here if I had a choice, but I have to do these sorts of things now. Makes me seem more human, and you have to be a little human when you're the president. He couldn't even afford his own gravestone. I paid for it, out of my own scholarship money from the Sentinel. Nobody showed up at his funeral, except me. Not even my mother. I'll tell you this, though, pop: When they bury me, it won't be in my backyard, and when they come to pay their respects, they'll have to wait in line.
[He unzips and urinates on the grave]

Frank Underwood: There's nothing like a death in the family to separate the wheat from the bullshit.

Chapter 28 [3.02][edit]

Frank Underwood: [about Dunbar] She sees me as the bank robber who made it to the county line, but she's smart enough to leave her badge at the door.

Frank Underwood: I've always said that power is more important than money. But when it comes to elections, money gives power... well, a run for its money.

Frank Underwood: Good evening. For too long, we in Washington have been lying to you. We say we're here to serve you when in fact, we're serving ourselves. And why? We are driven by our own desire to get re-elected. Our need to stay in power eclipses our duty to govern. That ends tonight. Tonight, I give you the truth. And the truth is this: the American Dream has failed you. Work hard, play by the rules? You aren't guaranteed success. Your children will not have a better life than you did. Ten million of you can't even get a job, even though you desperately want one. We've been crippled by Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid, by welfare, by entitlements... and that is the root of the problem: entitlements. Let me be clear: You are entitled to nothing. You are entitled to nothing. America was built on the spirit of industry. You build your future, it isn't handed to you. And the problem with Washington is that we haven't given you the tools to build it. The only way for us to serve you is to give you the means to serve yourselves. That's exactly what I intend to do. Not handouts - jobs. Real paying jobs. In the next few weeks, the Democratic leadership will introduce a bill called America Works. Its goal is simple: to put the ten million Americans who are unemployed to work. All of them. If you want a job, you get one. The cost is $500 billion. Now, that's a lot of money. To pay for it, we'll have to rethink Social Security, health care, and benefits from the ground up. We can't maintain the welfare state as we know it. Now, that's not a popular thing to say. Anyone running for office wouldn't dare utter those words. Every adviser and consultant and staff member would beg a presidential candidate not to say them. But I can say them... because I will not be seeking the Democratic nomination in 2016. Candidates are cautious. They must equivocate. They dodge and tip-toe. But I'd rather leave this office having accomplished something of value than secure another four years having done nothing at all. Franklin Delano Roosevelt ushered in an era of hope and progress when he proposed the New Deal, and at the time his reforms were considered radical. But he once said, 'This country demands bold, persistent experimentation.' It is common sense to take a method and try it and if it fails, admit it frankly and try another. But above all, try something. Roosevelt would have understood better than anyone the necessity for trying something different. The New Deal succeeded for many years, but we must now try something newer before it fails us. If America Works succeeds, we will reinvent the American Dream. If we fail in our attempt, we will admit it frankly and try another. But above all, we must try something. Thank you, and God bless the United States of America.

Chapter 29 [3.03][edit]

Frank Underwood: What is the face of a coward? The back of his head as he runs from the battle.

Frank Underwood: You can't turn a no to a yes without a maybe in between.

Viktor Petrov: So, this is what he does. He leaves the seduction to you. Isn't there a word for that in English...?
Claire Underwood: For what?
Viktor Petrov: Pimping. He's pimping you out.
Claire Underwood: How charming you are.
Viktor Petrov: Thank you. And you make a much better First Lady than ambassador, from what my people tell me. [uncomfortable pause] Only teasing. More wine for the ambassador, please.

Frank Underwood: Tell me, do you kiss the wife of every president?
Viktor Petrov: Not every president's wife looks like yours.
[Frank laughs, and then turns to the audience]
Frank Underwood: I'd push him down the stairs and light his broken body on fire just to watch it burn, if it wouldn't start a world war.

Chapter 30 [3.04][edit]

Mahmoud: You know what I dreamed of when I came here? Choking you with my bare hands.
Frank Underwood: Mr. Mahmoud, you may hate me. You may hate the office I hold. But here's the reality: I must make decisions every day that I hope are just. I don't know right from wrong all the time. I wish I did. But what I can't be is indecisive.
Mahmoud: It says in the Quran that the taking of one life is like the taking of all mankind.
Frank Underwood: It also says that the saving of one life is like the saving of all mankind.
Mahmoud: You didn't ask me here to apologize. You asked me here to forgive you.
Frank Underwood: I didn't order the strike to-
Mahmoud: I won't forgive you, Mr. President. I don't want to make it any easier for you to sleep at night. Knowing a few lines of the Quran does not absolve you.
Frank Underwood: I have a duty to this nation, Mr. Mahmoud. I swore an oath.
Mahmoud: There's a fine line between duty and murder. Only you have to power to stop what happened to me. The next time you wield it, I hope you'll think twice.

[Grayson has just kicked Sayyad out of the press corps]
Ayla Sayyad: The president just made a statement about free speech. Now you're going to start kicking reporters out of the White House?
Seth Grayson: No. Just you.
Ayla Sayyad: No, not just me! You're fucking with the second largest daily in America. You can get rid of me, but not the institution I work for.
Seth Grayson: You done?
Ayla Sayyad: Don't let your 15 minutes of power go to your head, Seth,
Seth Grayson: You can keep the plastic if you want, as a souvenir. That's all it's good for now.

Heather Dunbar: My letter of resignation.
Frank Underwood: I can't accept that. You're too valuable to us.
Heather Dunbar: I can't run for office as a Solicitor General.
Frank Underwood: Then you should reconsider running for office.
Heather Dunbar: It's too late for that, I think.
Frank Underwood: I don't understand, Heather, I offered you a seat on the Supreme Court.
Heather Dunbar: If Jacobs was stepping down, which he isn't.
Frank Underwood: You spoke to him?
Heather Dunbar: As Solicitor General, I'm friendly with all of the justices. I keep those relationships private, so no one will suspect any bias toward me. But Robert and I are very close. He and Ruth have me over for dinner once a month.
Frank Underwood: So you already knew about the Alzheimer's.
Heather Dunbar: He told me the day he was diagnosed.
Frank Underwood: I've never had anything but his best interests at heart.
Heather Dunbar: You don't care about Robert. You wanted to sideline me.
Frank Underwood: So you actually think you have a shot at this office.
Heather Dunbar: Yes I do, and so does the leadership.
Frank Underwood: You're in over your head Heather, no matter what Birch or Womack are telling you.
Heather Dunbar: Why should it concern you, Mr. President? You've announced that you're not running.
Frank Underwood: Is this personal for you?
Heather Dunbar: Don't flatter yourself!
Frank Underwood: You got Walker, but you couldn't get me!
Heather Dunbar: I don't have to run to make sure you leave office, you couldn't win anyway. I'm running because I know I'd make a good President.
Frank Underwood: Oh you might very well make a good President, but right now you're being delusional.
Heather Dunbar: When Birch approached me, I wasn't sure. I was tempted, but I knew it was a long shot. And when you offered the nomination I was overwhelmed. It's what I've been working toward my entire career. But then I spoke to Robert and when he told me how you threatened him I knew I had to run. Someone needs to scrub the stink from this office.
Frank Underwood: I didn't threaten him.
Heather Dunbar: What would you call it?
Frank Underwood: I was trying to save him, the same way I'm trying to save you now, once the news of his Alzheimer's gets out, which it will, because no matter how much we all try to lie about it, it's gonna leak. Can you imagine, what that's going to do to his reputation? He deserved better than that and you deserve being an also ran. Help me convince him. Take the seat on the Court where you belong.
Heather Dunbar: Is this how you live with yourself? By rationalizing the obscene into the palatable..

[Heather starts to leave the oval office]

Frank Underwood: I haven't excused you yet!
Heather Dunbar: See you in Iowa.

Frank Underwood: I understand the Old Testament God, whose power was absolute, who ruled through fear. [points to the Cross] But Him?
Charles Eddis: There's no such thing as absolute power for us, except on the receiving end. Using fear will get you nowhere. It's not your job to determine what's just. It's not your place to choose which version of God you like best. It's not your duty to serve this country alone, and it better not be your goal to simply serve yourself. You serve the Lord, and through Him you serve others. Two rules: Love God, and love each other. Period. You weren't chosen, Mr. President. [points to the Cross] Only He was.
Frank Underwood: May I have a few moments for myself, to pray?
Charles Eddis: It's all yours. [leaves]
Frank Underwood: [to the Cross] Love. That's what you're selling. Well, I don't buy it.
[He spits on the Cross. When he tries to clean off the spit, the Cross falls and shatters. Meechum comes running in.]
Edward Meechum: Is everything all right, sir?
Frank Underwood: I was praying, and it just fell. Have someone come in and clean this up.
Edward Meechum: Yes, sir.
Frank Underwood: [to the audience] Well, I've got God's ear now.

Chapter 31 [3.05][edit]

Hector Mendoza: We're drafting a law that says that this use of funds is illegal.
Frank Underwood: And who's going to enforce that law?
Bob Birch: We were ready to impeach one president; we'll do the same with you, if necessary.
Frank Underwood: And put Donald Blythe in this office? You know he's not up for the job. Congress would get killed for malpractice. As crooked as you may think I am, you know I can handle the pressure, and you know that Donald can't. So pass your law, I'll veto it, and when you overrule me in the Senate, we'll let the third branch decide.
Bob Birch: Don't declare war on Congress, Mr. President.
Frank Underwood: Not on Congress. I'm declaring war on atrophy. [to the audience] But, these days, who could tell the difference?

Frank Underwood: No writer worth his salt can resist a good story, just as no politician can resist making promises he can't keep.

Chapter 32 [3.06][edit]

Michael Corrigan: Do you know what I've been asking myself ever since the hunger strike? Am I truly willing to die for this? I don't know the answer to that question, but at least I have something I care enough about to even ask the question. Have you asked that of yourself? What are you willing to die for?

Frank Underwood: There won't be a revolution because you freed one man.
Viktor Petrov: Revolutions sneak up on you, one small step at a time. I can't ignore the smallest step.

Frank Underwood: [about Corrigan] He was a coward, and I'm glad he's dead.
Claire Underwood: He had more courage than you'll ever have.
Frank Underwood: Do you really wanna discuss courage, Claire? Because anyone can commit suicide, or spout their mouths off in front of a camera. You wanna know what takes courage? Keeping your mouth shut, no matter what you may be feeling. Holding it all together when the stakes are this high.
Claire underwood: We're murderers, Francis.
Frank Underwood: No, we're not. We're survivors.
Claire Underwood: If we can't show respect for one brave man and still accomplish what we set out to do, then I'm disappointed in both of us.
Frank Underwood: I never should have made you ambassador.
Claire Underwood: I never should have made you president. [leaves]
Frank Underwood: [to the audience] What're you lookin' at?!

Chapter 33 [3.07][edit]

Tom Yates: [to Frank about his marriage] Everything okay between you two?
Frank Underwood: You bet. [pause] Well, they've been better. [pause] No, it's not okay.

Frank Underwood: Are the AARP here?
Remy Danton: In the lobby. The chairman told me they wanna support Dunbar.
Frank Underwood: They're just trying to rattle us.
Remy Danton: Dunbar's promising to save Social Security, go after Wall Street and government waste instead of entitlements.
Frank Underwood: Well, get 'em in here.
Remy Danton: Here's a list. The meeting's not for another 10 minutes.
Frank Underwood: Well, start bringing them in here. It'll take them that long to hobble over on their walkers.

Claire Underwood: I can't believe we've become this.
Frank Underwood: Become what?
Claire Underwood: Like everyone else.

Chapter 34 [3.08][edit]

Frank Underwood: Henry Mitchell, the new Senate Majority Leader. What happened to Hector Mendoza? Well, you don't declare a couple of paid speeches as income, and boom, you're no longer in Congress, and certainly not running for president. [pointing to Mitchell's portrait of Eisenhower] You got rid of Ronnie. Hector loved that painting.
Henry Mitchell: Oh, he's not gone, just in storage.
Frank Underwood: [to the audience] Just like Hector.

Tom Yates: [about the America Works book] I think it may be the best thing I've written in years. It could also be utter and complete shit. But when I can't tell the difference, that's a good sign.

Edward Meechum: You'd better not fuck him over.
Tom Yates: Excuse me?
Edward Meechum: With what you're writing.
Tom Yates: I don't intend to.
Edward Meechum: The part about being foolish.
Tom Yates: Were you eavesdropping?
Edward Meechum: He's not foolish.
Tom Yates: That wasn't my point.
Edward Meechum: I wouldn't take a bullet for a man who was.

Frank Underwood: I never tried to swim to Fort Sumter. Thomas probably knows that I made it up, but he wrote about it anyway because he understands the greater truth: Imagination is its own form of courage.

Chapter 35 [3.09][edit]

[Baldwin and Yates have sex with a picture of Frank in the background]
Kate Baldwin: Well, the president just saw me come.

Harlan Traub: Mr. President, I know you have a thousand things on your mind, but I would just love to talk to you about how to revolutionize the food processing industry here in Iowa.
Frank Underwood: [to the audience] Please, slit my wrists with his butter knife.

Harlan Traub: I'm used to talking to candidates, not chauffeurs.
Remy Danton: I'm not a chauffeur.
Harlan Traub: Well, it's your hands on the wheel.

[Heather Dunbar receives a call from Frank Underwood in the Oval Office.]
Frank Underwood: Heather.
Heather Dunbar: Mr. President?
Frank Underwood: Doug Stamper is my friend and you came very close to killing him.
Heather Dunbar: Excuse me?
Frank Underwood: You're aware he's an alcoholic.
Heather Dunbar: Yes.
Frank Underwood: And how serious his injuries were.
Heather Dunbar: Mr. President—
Frank Underwood: But you still put him to work, a man who's trying to recover, who's trying to get back his life. Did you honestly think he could handle that?
Heather Dunbar: Douglas came to us.
Frank Underwood: And you should have turned him away, if you had one ounce of decency.
Heather Dunbar: What's happened? Is he okay?
Frank Underwood: You don't have the right to ask me that question. And if you do anything that endangers his health again, I swear to God, I will put you in your fucking grave.

Chapter 36 [3.10][edit]

[Petrov demands that Claire step down from her ambassador post in return for a resolution to the Jordan Valley crisis]
Viktor Petrov: You want to kill me now. I can see it. I read an amusing article where a Civil War re-enactor said your great-great grandfather killed a Yankee soldier with his bare hands. When I was in Afghanistan, we were ambushed by the mujahideen. [lifts his short to reveal scars] And the man who shot me here and here stabbed me when his rifle jammed. I pulled the knife away and slit his throat.
Frank Underwood: Yes, I know. You've told that story dozens of times to the press.
Viktor Petrov: The part I don't tell is that after I slit his throat, I kept going. I strapped his head to a donkey so it would carry it back to his village. I killed a man with my bare hands. It wasn't make believe. Do you think you're capable? I think you are. You're ruthless, like me. Sometimes we must be ruthless with those who hate us, and sometimes we must be ruthless with those we love.

Frank Underwood: Sometimes I think the presidency is the illusion of choice.

Chapter 37 [3.11][edit]

[Frank is practicing for the debates]
Seth Grayson: We should focus on Sharp next.
Donald Blythe: Want me to play her?
Frank Underwood: Donald, thank you for taking your role so seriously. You should consider a career on the stage. [to the audience] Because he sure as hell isn't gonna be on my ticket.

Frank Underwood: [about Sharp] Such a shame how ruthless pragmatism gets weighed down by family values. Without that doctor and his pimply-faced brood, she could soar as high as this plane. Oh, I know - the marriage was my idea. Don't remind me.

Claire Underwood: I was thinking...
Tom Yates: About what? Mrs. Underwood?
Claire Underwood: Jumping.
Tom Yates: Jumping?
Claire Underwood: You ever have that feeling? In conversation?
Tom Yates: Which feeling?
Claire Underwood: On a bridge, you look over and... step back...
Tom Yates: Do you need me to get someone?
[Claire drops her orange juice, and seems in a trance]
Claire Underwood: He proposed, and I said, 7 years. If it's still good, another 7. If not... every 7 years. I don't hate campaigning. What I hate is... how much I need... of...
Tom Yates: How much you need each other.
Claire Underwood: I didn't jump. I didn't step back. I... [faints]

Chapter 38 [3.12][edit]

Remy Danton: I'm out, Jackie. No more politics.
Jackie Sharp: You don't mean that. It's who you are.
Remy Danton: That's what I thought, too, for a long time. I don't even know if I'll stay in D.C.
Jackie Sharp: What will you do?
Remy Danton: That's the best part: I have no idea.

Suzy: [about her husband] He goes after anything in a skirt. Which I don't mind so much, to be honest. I mean, I've had a fling or two myself. What I don't like is how he lies about it. And then, when he asks if I've been with someone and I say yes, he flips out, like there's some kind of double standard. I mean, he wants to dog Christie Mulligan in the back of her brand new Escalade, fine. Why shouldn't I be able to give Kyle Beckenbauer some head for building Kayla's crib?

Frank Underwood: [to Dunbar] I have only one thing to say: Go fuck yourself. [to the audience] Christ, that felt good.

Claire Underwood: We've been lying for a long time, Francis.
Frank Underwood: Of course we have. Imagine what the voters would think if we started telling the truth.

Chapter 39 [3.13][edit]

Claire Underwood: There's a lot more to Francis and me than what you wrote.
Tom Yates: Maybe so, but I never got a chance to ask.
Claire Underwood: Then ask. Whatever you want.
Tom Yates: Why aren't you with him in Iowa?
Claire Underwood: [pause] I'm headed there tomorrow.
Tom Yates: You see? I ask a question, and neither of you answer. It's tiresome constantly swinging a sledgehammer at the facade, just to get a glimpse beneath the cracks.
Claire Underwood: Tell me what you see.
Tom Yates: 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. Good luck, Claire.

Rachel Posner: [to Doug] You don't have to kill Rachel. She's already dead. She died in those woods, and it's better that way. She didn't have a very good life. But if you do this, you're not killing Rachel, you're killing Cassie, and all Cassie Lockhart wants to be is someplace far away. Someplace where nobody will ever find her. She likes to go to the movie theater. Doesn't matter what's showing, she likes the smell of the popcorn. She wants a dog, a Black Lab. She wants a queen-sized bed, lots of blankets to curl up under. She doesn't want much. She just wants to be invisible. Hey. Hey, look at me. My name is Cassie Lockhart.

Frank Underwood: You can't have it both ways. You want an equal partner when it suits you. You want a man to take charge when it suits you. And I'm just supposed to just, what, divine when you want which? Stop being so selfish. You're better than that.
Claire Underwood: I'm not being selfish.
Frank Underwood: You are. We're in the middle of an election, and look at us.
Claire Underwood: That's exactly it. Look at us, Francis. We used to make each other stronger, or at least I thought so. But that was a lie. We were making you stronger. And now I'm just weak and small, and I can't stand that feeling any longer.
Frank Underwood: All right. What do you want? What is the goddamn alternative? Please, Claire, tell me, because I don't understand. All I'm hearing is, it's not enough. That the White House is not enough. That being First Lady is not enough. Not enough!
Claire Underwood: No. It's you that's not enough.
[long pause]
Frank Underwood: When we lose because of you, there will be nothing. No plan, no future. We will only be has-beens. You want to amount to something? Well, here is the brutal fucking truth, and you can hate me, you can be disgusted, you can feel whatever it is that you wanna feel, because frankly, I am beyond caring: without me, you are nothing. You're right, this office has one chair, and you have always known that, from the very beginning. And if you suddenly can't stomach that, well then I'm a fool for having married you in the first place. But I don't have time to be a fool. I have to run this country, and win a nomination. I am doing my job. Doug is out there doing his job. And it is now time for you to do yours. You want me to take charge? Fine, I'm taking charge. [grabs her face and forces her to look at him] You will get on that plane tomorrow, you will come to New Hampshire, you will smile and shake hands and kiss babies, and you will stand with me on a stage and you will be the First Lady! And you do all that, I don't give a damn if you vomit on your own time!

Claire Underwood: Francis, I'm not going with you to New Hampshire.
Frank Underwood: Yes you are. I'll see you in the car.
Claire Underwood: I'm leaving you.

Season 4[edit]

Chapter 40 [4.01][edit]

Frank Underwood: Claire is the First Lady of the United States, and you still think she made the wrong choice.
Elizabeth Hale: Reduced to tabloid gossip? She might as well be living in that trailer park you come from.
Frank Underwood: Well, it was a peach farm. But you're right, I am still white trash. I just happen to be white trash that lives in the White House.
Elizabeth Hale: Not even being president could give you any class.

Leann Harvey: I don't respond to threats.
Doug Stamper: You're speaking to the president.
Leann Harvey: Yes, I recognize his voice.

Elizabeth Hale: [to Claire about Frank] You're stronger than he is. But you gotta put him in his place.

Chapter 41 [4.02][edit]

Frank Underwood: You know, there was a boy that lived down the street from me in Gaffney, about my age. His name was Walter Wryson. He used to run away from home all the time and come to our house. Not for any good reason. His daddy didn't beat him. He had clothes on his back. The Wrysons had way more money than we did, but run away he would, at least once a month and come straight to our place. Now, usually, my mother would call his mother and she'd come and fetch him. But about the ninth or tenth time this happened, Walter ran outside, climbed up into a tree in our backyard, and wouldn't come down for nothing. Now, my mama said to his mama, "Why don't you let us keep him for a while, until he feels like coming home?" But man, oh, man, that boy was stubborn. Night came, and he was still up there. No food, no water no toilet. And just before I went to bed, I looked out my window and I heard him crying. And I said, "Walter, why don't you come on down?" And he just shook his head no. Well, the next morning, I woke up, I looked out the window and Walter was still up in that tree. So after breakfast, I walked over with a plate of eggs and I asked him if he wanted some. And again, he just shook his head. And I got angry. That boy had a good house, a good family, the sort I would've killed for, and he didn't even realize it. So I went into the tool shed and I took out an ax. And I said to Walter "You want to know what it's really like to live at my house?" And I gave that tree a good whack. And Walter cried out, but I kept on. I mean, you've never heard screams like the one coming from Walter as I chopped at that tree. He pissed his pants, and it came raining down on the ground, but I didn't pay it no mind. I just kept whacking away. Well it didn't take long before Walter was on the ground and running back to his house. You see, all he needed was a little motivation. So I'll give Claire some time. But for her sake, I hope she comes out of her tree before I have to bring out my ax.

Chapter 42 [4.03][edit]

Frank Underwood: [of Claire] It's as though she never left. And that's what I'm afraid of.

Frank Underwood: Listen, we need to stand together. I've endorsed Celia, and Claire can do a great deal for her in Texas.
Doris Jones: She's better off without the Underwoods at this point.
Frank Underwood: But what about your clinic?
Doris Jones: Imagine how that would look, holding our clinic for ransom.
Frank Underwood: I'm appealing to your good will, Congresswoman.
Doris Jones: When we stop getting beaten and shot, then you'll have my good will, Mr. President. Goodbye.

Claire Underwood: We make each other stronger. Can we agree to that?
Frank Underwood: When it's working, but it's not working.
Claire Underwood: We can make it work. We can accomplish that future I saw when we first got married. It was us, as partners, real partners. Let's run together again. Not just as husband and wife.
Frank Underwood: [stunned] You don't mean...
Calire Underwood: Yes.
Frank Underwood: I'm worried about you, Claire. You're not making any sense. You've let your ego get in the way...
Claire Underwood: I've always been your running mate. You just didn't want to see it.
Frank Underwood: As my vice president? Jesus, do you have any idea...
Claire Underwood: I've put a lot of thought into this.
Frank Underwood: You can't have thought it through! Because if you did, you have thought of a million...
Claire Underwood: She has no experience, she's never run for anything, no children, nepotism, arrogance. I've run through them all. You can't win without me.
Frank Underwood: I would rather have a spineless Donald Blythe as my vice president than a woman who has never held elected office.
Claire Underwood: You're losing to a woman who's never held elected office.
Frank Underwood: You don't deserve it. You have no idea what it means to have nothing. You don't value what we have achieved! I have had to fight for everything my entire life! [gets the picture of his father with a Klansman] Do you know why I kept this? Do you know why? Because it was the one time I was proud of my father. Because this man, in this moment, as despicable as it was, is fighting to survive! He is doing whatever it took! And so will I, with or without you. So no, I will not have this conversation. I refuse to indulge you any further. You have to let this go.
Claire Underwood: I can be a part of your campaign, or I can end it. I'll do whatever it take, too. Just like your father. But I will not let this go.

Chapter 43 [4.04][edit]

Frank Underwood: What do you think of this painting?
Edward Meechum: I'm not sure.
Frank Underwood: Walker and I sat here one night, stared up at a painting. The blue one that's in the Oval now. They replaced it with this.
Edward Meechum: It's not the American flag.
Frank Underwood: No. It's the Rebel flag, sinking into oblivion.
Edward Meechum: Is that a lightning bolt?
Frank Underwood: I assume, unless it's just a bad attempt at making the battleship a unicorn.

Elizabeth Hale: Watch your step. There's blood on the floor.

Charlie Gibson: There has been an attempted assassination of the President. President Frank Underwood has been shot. It occurred about ten minutes ago during a campaign event at Hammond University in Washington, D.C. We do not yet know how severely the president has been wounded. He is en route to Jefferson Memorial Hospital. We don't know how serious his condition may be. Footage of the assassination attempt is still making its way to us, and we expect to have that shortly. Witnesses are reporting that there was a quick succession of gunshots, four or five, a lone gunman whose identity we are still trying to determine. We've been told the gunman was killed, as well as at least one Secret Service agent, but we don't have definitive confirmation of that yet. We don't yet know who the gunman may be or who the agent is.
[Claire is told the bad news]
Claire Underwood: What's happened?
Secret Service Agent: The President's been shot.
[Cuts back to the newscast]
Charlie Gibson: I'm hearing now that the president received at least one gunshot to the abdomen, possibly more, that he clutched his stomach, that he fell instantly to the ground. And there were screams, people panicking, that it has been very chaotic at that scene. We have very little information at this time, other than shots were fired, the president wounded, but as I say, he is alive. We've gotten no official statement from the White House as of yet, either the president's precise condition or the whereabouts of Vice President Blythe. He is believed to be at the White House. We cannot confirm that, nor do we know if he will take over as Acting President, assuming the duties of the presidency under the terms of the 25th Amendment to the Constitution. That would seem likely, however, if the President's wounds are as serious as we believe them to be. This is a difficult moment for the country. It is not the first time that a president has been shot, in my lifetime, or in many of yours. But even for those of us who have experienced this before, it is no less of a shock. It is no less terrifying. It is the moment when our nation's resilience, when our collective strength, the moment when all of that is tested the most. And we can only imagine how difficult it must be for the First Lady.

Chapter 44 [4.05][edit]

Remy Danton: Sorry about Frank.
Claire Underwood: Oh, please, don't bother. I've had enough people say "I'm sorry", and I know you don't mean it.

Kate Baldwin: Courtesy never got me anywhere.

Tom Hammerschimidt: My advice is to let it go. You're gonna repeat the same goose chase we did.
Kate Baldwin: I had to ask.
Tom Hammerschmidt: What does your editor say?
Kate Baldwin: To let it go.
Tom Hammerschimidt: You see?
Kate Baldwin: He's not as good as you are.
Tom Hammerschimidt: Was.
Kate Baldwin: Wish you were at The Telegraph.
Tom Hammerschimidt: Yeah, let me know if anyone gets fired.

Doug Stamper: We can't afford any more shake-ups in the campaign right now, especially with the president in the hospital.
Seth Grayson: Mmm-hmm.
Doug Stamper: We also can't afford any more of your mistakes.
[Stamper knocks Seth to the ground, pinches his nose and seals his mouth over with a glass]
Doug Stamper: [both grunting] Shut up. Shut up! When I first woke up, I couldn't speak. I had to blink my eyes if I wanted to respond. Do you understand? If I can't get your loyalty, I will have your obedience!

Chapter 45 [4.06][edit]

Doug Stamper: The organ network. It answers to you.
Meredith Lee: Yes and no. In a regulatory capacity...
Doug Stamper: You have the power to modify the recipient list.
Meredith Lee: That's up to the network. They have an expert committee that determines...
Doug Stamper: The president's life will not be decided by a committee.
Meredith Lee: Let me show you something. [shows him a spreadsheet] He was number three yesterday. Number one got a transplant. That puts the president at number two. His chances are very good. But this man, Anthony Moretti, he's just hours away from dying.
Doug Stamper: Then let him die.
Meredith Lee: I'm not doing this. It's not just the law, it's the ethics.
Doug Stamper: Then change your ethics, or you can resign and and your deputy can make this call. And if he won't, then he can resign too. I will strip away this entire department until I find who I need.

Peter Russo: [in Frank's hallucination] You tried, Frank, which is more than most people ever do. Right now, it's just us. Rest your eyes. We have all the time in the world.

Viktor Petrov: You should talk to your husband.
Claire Underwood: I'm not leaving here until we have an agreement.
Viktor Petrov: But you're an amateur, Claire. You fly in, you puff up your chest and you pretend to play president. But what would you be without your husband? Nothing. A pretty face. So, yes, play the president if you like. Go. Tell the Chinese they get nothing on the Pacific. You think you can do that, Mrs. Underwood?
Claire Underwood: Your people are hurting. Six months at most, they're gonna be marching on Red Square. I'm done letting you have your dignity. The truth is you're a beggar on your knees, and you will take whatever we shove down your throat. Viktor. Take the deal. Get your dignity back.

Frank Underwood: Stay with me. It's us against them. Always. Otherwise, what's the goddamn point?
Claire Underwood: I can't do it, Francis. I can't come back and be First Lady.
Frank Underwood: Not that. Not that. I said you were nothing in the Oval without me. It's the other way around.

Chapter 46 [4.07][edit]

Frank Underwood: [to Claire] When Walker and Vasquez betrayed us and pulled Secretary of State right out from under my feet, there was no room for doubt, and you've made me remember that. We took a path, a difficult one because there was no guarantee of where it would lead us. It took a steel goddamn stomach, and so has everything else we've had to do since. So don't worry about you and me now. Find your steel, Claire.

Frank Underwood: Imagine a duel, me and Conway. Now, Conway has a powerful gun: a search engine. And it's powerful because with it, he can tell what you think, what you want, where you are, and who you are. He can turn all those searches into votes, and that's enough bullets to kill my chances of winning. But I have an even bigger gun. It's called the NSA. It's one of the perks of being president – that is, if the courts allow my surveillance request. Imagine the men on these walls wished they had a gun like that available to them. Your phone, the phone of the person sitting next to you, your neighbor's phone and everyone you know and the 300 million Americans you don't know. I can see you, and I can use what I see to rig this election. Now of course, a weapon like that... well, you can imagine how risky it is. [gestures at a portrait of Richard Nixon] It might have even given pause to an old crook like him. I mean, they roasted him on the spit for tapping into a few rooms at the Watergate. I'm talking about tapping into every single home in America, and a weapon like that can blow up in my hand. And that's why it's Plan B. Plan A is much safer. Expose that Conway is using his gun illegally and remove the weapon from his hand. [looks at the portraits of Kennedy and Reagan] All three of us took bullets. [looks at the Reagan portrait] Well, I know why we're smiling; we survived.

Claire Underwood: Thirty years from now, when you're dying in hospice care, you can look back and be proud of all the lives you saved. Or you can be forgotten, clutching onto the past with your cold, dead hands.

Frank Underwood: Conscience has an unmistakable stink to it, sort of like raw onions and morning breath. But a lie stinks even more when it's coming from someone who isn't used to lying. It's more like rotten eggs and horse shit.

Chapter 47 [4.08][edit]

Frank Underwood: [Gestures towards the man waiting in the oval office, addressing the viewers] Senator Dean Austen of Ohio, the leadership's top choice for running mate. [Starts counting with fingers] Twelve years in Congress, helps us with a major swing state, middle of the road, very few enemies, and most important to them, long-time friend of the NRA [raises all five fingers one by one]. Now his shortcomings are [starts counting with fingers again]: he's another middle aged white guy, underwhelming, unimaginative, and a long-time friend of the NRA. [only middle finger remains] So you can see how I feel about the leadership's choice.

Claire Underwood: [about Yates] You felt something for him.
Frank Underwood: Maybe for a moment. Did you?
Claire Underwood: No, I don't think so. I felt... I felt like he saw me.
Frank Underwood: Me too.

Tom Yates: Saying nothing says a lot sometimes.

Frank Underwood: The only problem with common sense is that it's so... common.

Bob Birch: You want the convention to be a circus.
Frank Underwood: Oh, Bob, I'm not sure if you've noticed or not, but politics is no longer just theater, it's show business. So let's put on the best show in town.

Chapter 48 [4.09][edit]

Speechwriter #1: You changed everything we wrote.
Tom Yates: There was no imagination to it, no rhythm.
Speechwriter #2: We've been writing their speeches since we took office. We know what we're doing.
Tom Yates: Do you want it to be good, or do you want it to be yours?

Frank Underwood: Do you what separates politicians from the rest of the species? A politician is the one who would drown a litter of kittens for 10 minutes of prime time.

Will Conway: Oh, I always wear protection when I'm getting my dick sucked by the democrats.

Frank Underwood: [after Conway takes a call in the bathroom] A fog of war. A backroom within a backroom. Whatever is being plotted in there, I can tell you it's no good for me. It's times like these that I wish I was Nixon - he had every nook and cranny bugged.

Chapter 49 [4.10][edit]

[Frank and Durant have a confrontation in the Oval Office about her plan to upstage Frank at the convention]
Frank Underwood: You know, when I was waiting for my transplant, I had the most vivid hallucinations. You wouldn't believe it. Do you know who I saw? Peter Russo and Zoe Barnes, right here in this room. Zoe was trying to seduce me right here on this couch, and Peter, he shoved my face up against this glass. Cigarettes, razor blades, sex, it was terrifying. All I wanted to do was to get out of this room that I worked so hard to get in. But of course it makes sense that they would have haunted me, because it's all true.
Catherine Durant: What is?
Frank Underwood: Everything Lucas Goodwin claimed. I killed them both, just like he said I did.
[Durant is visibly disturbed]
Frank Underwood: But of course nobody believes it, and nobody ever will. Because that's how good we are at making things disappear.
[Frank raises a letter opener and makes threatening advances towards Durant, then suddenly walks away laughing.]
Frank Underwood: No, we didn't kill anybody. But we would have. If it was necessary. So you're right, the time for negotiations is over. You will hand over your delegates and you will serve on in my cabinet, and we will forget that any of this ever happened. Because if you don't, I swear to God... I will never... ever... forget. Do you understand now?
Catherine Durant: ...Yes.
[Frank approaches Durant again and points the letter opener at her again before nonchalantly dropping it on his desk. His tone completely changes.]
Frank: Good. Now let's go decide what we're going to do about these terrorists.

Madam Secretary: The ayes have it! Our party's ticket for the 2016 presidential election will be Francis and Claire Underwood!

Chapter 50 [4.11][edit]

Catherine Durant: Are you interested in my input on this, or has it already been decided?
Frank Underwood: Cathy, I want to move fast. Unless you have a quicker option, it's probably best you keep it to yourself.
Catherine Durant: Yes, sir. [starts to leave]
Frank Underwood: Cathy. [she stops] Do we have a problem?
Catherine Durant: No, sir. I'll coordinate with Doug. [leaves]
Frank Underwood: [to audience] After a dog's bitten you, you either put it to sleep, or you put a muzzle on it. I've chosen a muzzle... for now.

Frank Underwood: You know what you should do before you go? You should come up here one night and cook us a rack of ribs. I realize oven cooked isn't nearly as good as the smoker, but I bet you'd make 'em delicious anyhow.
Freddy Hayes: Ribs... really. You want me to cook ribs for you?
Frank Underwood: Well, sure! Just like old times. What's wrong with that?
Freddy Hayes: I'm just the help, ain't I?
Frank Underwood: That's not true.
Freddy Hayes: I tell you I got something good goin', and your first thought ain't "Freddy, congratulations", it's "make me ribs". What's my big send-off? I get to cook you ribs!
Frank Underwood: No, look, you are being way oversensitive about this. You're misinterpreting what I meant.
Freddy Hayes: You're right. It's all my fault. I don't know how Claire does it.
Frank Underwood: What did you just say?
Freddy Hayes: Is this how you treat her? Is she part of the collection too?
Frank Underwood: I don't where all this is coming from, but it's extremely ungrateful, given all that I have done for you.
Freddy Hayes: What did you do for me, Frank?
Frank Underwood: This is the White House! You will call me Mr. President!
Freddy Hayes: You're a motherfucker!
Frank Underwood: Get out!
Freddy Hayes: My bad, my bad. You're a motherfucker, Mr. President!

Frank Underwood: Security. I have concerns.
Aidan Macallan: I've got everything masked. The algorithms for ICO and the campaign are identical. It's just a question of variables you input.
Frank Underwood: Give me English.
Aidan Macallan: One spoon. I can use it to stir my coffee, to eat soup, to boil heroin. All they see is the spoon, not what I do with it.
Frank Underwood: Or we could just get rid of the spoon.
Aidan Macallan: Shut it down? That would be a shame, especially after yesterday.
Frank Underwood: What happened yesterday.
Aidan Macallan: Beyond happened.
Frank Underwood: Beyond?
Aidan Macallan: What your wife said in South Dakota. Beyond what's pretty and perfect. Liberation from convention, from the past. Beyond surface, beyond bullshit, beyond the election.
Frank Underwood: Beyond marriage.
Aidan Macallan: Yes, exactly. You're not just husband and wife. You're not just running mates. You're both, and more. You're what's possible. The Conways are everything that everyone wants to be. You're everything everyone wants to become.

Chapter 51 [4.12][edit]

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

Ibrahim Halabi: The moment bigotry becomes a form of patriotism, America is no longer America.

Will Conway: I feel sorry for you. Two years. That's all you're going to get in here. You're not going to last any longer than Walker did. And what kills you is that I'll make a great president, the kind of president who'll actually be remembered. And isn't that worse than dying, Frank? Being forgotten?
Frank Underwood: You actually think you'd make a great president.
Will Conway: Today was just a taste.
Frank Underwood: Ninety-nine percent of this job is in the dark. You had your little moment in the sun today, but what are you going to do when you have to make a thousand little decisions that no one will ever hear about or appreciate? I think you're excellent at running for president, but I don't think you're equipped to actually be one.
Will Conway: Don't be condescending. I'm the Governor of New York.
Frank Underwood: Ooh, Albany, really? You're a pretender, Will. And if you win, you'll go from pretender to fraud.

Chapter 52 [4.13][edit]

Claire Underwood: We expel the Ba'athists, and you go from bureaucrat to extremist. But 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 Al Ahmadi: Just as you use democracy and freedom.
Claire Underwood: So now we understand each other.

Frank Underwood: Do you trust your instincts, Tom?
Tom Hammerschmidt: I always have.
Frank Underwood: Then look me in the eye. I've told you the truth.
Tom Hammerschmidt: What you said, is it on the record now?
Frank Underwood: Do you believe me?
Tom Hammerschmidt: Not for a second.
Frank Underwood: Then no, not a word.

Claire Underwood: We can't fight everything off one by one, Francis. But if we make this - we make it work for us.
Frank Underwood: Create chaos...
Claire Underwood: More than chaos.
Frank Underwood: War...
Claire Underwood: Fear.
Frank Underwood: Fear. Brutal. Total.
Claire Underwood: I'm done trying to win over people's hearts.
Frank Underwood: Let's attack their hearts.
Claire Underwood: We can work with fear.
Frank Underwood: Yes, we can.

Frank Underwood: My fellow Americans. Over the past two years, certainly within the last several days and hours, I have asked myself what does it mean to be president. What does true leadership look like? It's a question many of you have asked yourselves as November approaches. Right now, as I sit in this chair in this office – where so many of my predecessors have steered our nation through turbulent times – I realize that this job is one that transcends politics and rhetoric. Entrusted to anyone who sits behind this desk is something far more elemental: the very survival of our nation. And I, as your president, must confront the storm before us. That storm is terror, more dangerous and unpredictable than any hurricane. It has endangered us abroad. It has endangered us at home. And right now, it has placed James Miller in the gravest of dangers. We attempted to communicate with his captors. We hoped for a peaceful solution. We're relieved that Caroline and Melissa Miller are safe and sound. But terror is blind to reason. Given the opportunity to renounce terror, Yousef Al Ahmadi chose to encourage it. So unfortunately, we must now move beyond reason. We must respond with force. Because there is no scenario in which we will release him. He will remain in United States custody until his dying breath. If the captors call again, we will not answer. The time for conversation is over, no matter the consequences. Regardless of whether James Miller is released or not, rescued or not, killed or not, ICO will be destroyed. We are at war. It will be a war more total than anything we have waged thus far in the fight against extremism. Soldiers will die. Civilians may die. There will be pain. There will be suffering. We will be confronted with the most horrific aspects of humanity. We will confront the inhuman – evil itself – but we will triumph. It is not a war we will lose. And if the worst happens to James Miller, we must remember to mourn is not to fear, to grieve is not to admit defeat. God bless America, and all of those who believe in freedom and democracy.

Tom Yates: Is it true, what Hammerschmidt wrote?
Claire Underwood: No.
Tom Yates: That's the first time you've lied to me... since you stopped lying to me.

Frank Underwood: That's right. We don't submit to terror. We make the terror.

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