Scandal Recap (And More) 2.14: “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot”

By Fashion and Entertainment Editor Joseph Lamour

Image via ABC.com.

If this is the kind of relationship Shonda Rhimes wants us to root for, we have a problem.

This week, I’ve written a little more than a recap, as this episode reminded me of something in my life that I feel the need to compare to Olitz to. A warning: I have now become as cynical about this program as Kendra. I still love the show, but my eyes remained at half mast for a good part of the hour.

Not sure if…hatred for Fitz is more…than for flashbacks…

The breakdown: Each week, Kendra or I will provide a Friday Scandal recap the day after the newest episode airs. The next Thursday morning a longer roundtable discussion of the episode is posted featuring Joe, Kendra, and a variety of guest commenters.

Spoilers for Scandal Episode 2.14, “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot” (and my little anecdote) are under the cut.

The Recap in a Nutshell

Incapable of showing things chronologically, Scandal opens this week with Olivia swimming her pain away, interspersed with unfamiliar images (…flashbacks? No. But we’ll get to that.) of Fitz and Olivia necking in what appears to be a server room. Information technology has never looked so steamy.

Connected by water (because Olitz can never not touch, either symbolically or physically) we then see Fitzgerald Grant, showering his presidential trapeziuses. Mellie joins him (and his glass of morning scotch? Oh dear.) and tries to give him a morning pick-me-up–after all, Cosmopolitan says morning sex is the best time to do it! Unfortunately, they’re interrupted by Cyrus, who Fitz treats with disdain. Cyrus comes with an emergency, however: American citizens have been captured abroad.

David Rosen wakes in his apartment: covered in blood, knife in hand, with a dead blonde by his side. A knock at the door: Officers Drew and Bristol (heretofore known as “those bad cops”) experience a skittish Rosen, nearly sweating “I’m guilty!” bullets, and still don’t look through his apartment. Don’t they have cause? Those bad cops apparently don’t think so. Those bad cops leave. Rosen sighs in convenient relief and makes a call to Pope and Associates.

In the next scene, we see Fitz drunk with power at a situation-room meeting. Little does everyone there know that he’s probably just drunk. The American hostages turn out to be CIA operatives, and Cyrus and Fitz disagree on how to handle the situation. It becomes quite obvious that the last ten months were not that of healing between Cyrus and Fitz.

Olivia flirts with a new cutie in a coffee shop. He offers her a donut. They lie about everything in their lives and giggle about it. “Aren’t we clandestine?,” their come-hither stares imply. He leaves, but they don’t exchange numbers. Everything about the way casting directors work says they’ll bump into each other again.

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