Fitz again smirks as he remains seated and says, "Yup, there it is, right on time once again. You don't want to talk about the issue at hand so you want to flip it into something it's not. Making it about what you want to talk about instead of the actual issue." Gerry says, "That's not what's happening here. Damn it, you're the one flipping it into something it's not by bringing up your mother. You will not use my wife, your mother as a crutch to hurt me! What happened was a tragic accident, and you will not disrespect her memory with your bullshit; do you hear me?"
Fitz is now on edge and ready to jump off as he replies, "Oh I forgot, you're the only one who's entitled to be respected. But everyone else is up for grabs. And I bet in your fucked up logic it's an honor for them to be mistreated by you too right? See that's what me being disrespectful sounds like dad."
Gerry is so irate, he can feel his blood boiling in his veins. His face is flushed red, and he is a few seconds from throwing hands at this point, as he steps to his son, who is now standing as he replies, "Your contemptuous ass is pushing me, and you're about to feel what it's like to be pushed back! Regardless of what you think! This is about you God damn it! It's not about her, or my relationship with her. It's about you not fulfilling your obligations, and being deceptive with your actions. Instead of being forthright and honest as a man!"
Fitz doesn't cower to his father, he stands his ground as he leers back at him, just as angry and just as ready to take the next step he's edging toward, as his voice level matches his, as he says. "Maybe if you'd had half the integrity and sense of obligation and duty to our family, you're alleging I don't possess. As you did to the senate and your mistresses, you would've been home to raise me to respect you. Instead of being accustomed to your absence. And most of all, maybe my mother would still be alive! But she's not is she? She's dead! Dead because of you! You and your inability to be forthright and honest as a man. That's on you dad, not me!
Gerry is out done by his comment, he loses his temper as he swings at Fitz, as he says, "You ungrateful bastard! But Fitz blocks his punch, and grabs him by the lapels of his jacket with one hand, preparing to deliver a punch with his left in retaliation. However, before as he reacts he hears a familiar voice scream, "Fitz, no, don't. Please. It's not worth it. I promise it's not."
Gerry is in shock as he looks over and sees Olivia standing there. It now makes sense why he was so late opening the door. His anger somewhat reduces, as he tries to figure out what's going on between them.
Just then the door opens and Gerry's security detail comes inside, startling everyone. Fitz lets his father go as they approach and he lands in the chair he was sitting in, as he says, "This ungrateful bastard wants you to get the fuck out!"
The security gathers Gerry, and helps him to his feet as they ask, "Sir, are you okay?" He pushes them away in embarrassment and anger as he replies, "I'm fine." One officer asks, "Did you want to press charges?" Olivia gasps as she says, "Oh God no. Mr. Grant please." Gerry's seething as he stares down his son, but knows nothing good can come of him having him arrested, or staying any longer. So he says, "No. Let's go." As they walk out Fitz follows with, "Good fucking riddance."
The door closes behind them and Fitz stands in the living room still ready to erupt like a volcano due to being completely rage filled. As Olivia looks on, unsure of what to say or do as she remains quit. His chest is heaving his face is flushed, and his biceps are bulging, like that of a boxer in the middle of a match. He then lets out a scream of anger that causes her to jump, out of surprise, not knowing it was coming.
Post scream he says, "I'm done. I'm fucking done with him! While the scream let out some aggravation, he's still feeling great stress. He then looks over and sees Olivia isn't standing there anymore. He then sits down as he says, "Fuck!"
Realizing how crazy he must look to her, and how this totally ruins their day. He runs his fingers through his curls as he sits with both hands on his head, trying to figure out how to fix this. He wants to calm down, and knows he needs to. But all he can picture is punching his father's face in.
Unable to concentrate on anything else, he grabs his keys, phone and flip flops and walks out. As much as he knows he needs to talk to her, he simply can't now. When he reaches the elevator he feels a tug in his gut, but he gets on it anyway.
When he arrives in the basement he sends a text to Olivia, "I'm sorry. I can't talk right now. I want to. But, I just can't do it now. Maybe you should leave, I'm not good company."
Olivia reads the text as she is now fully dressed and standing in the living room. She was just in thought about where he was, and now she knows he left. She reads the text three times and then decides to respond, "Where are you?" He replies, "I'm at the gym. Please don't follow me. The door auto locks if you leave." She reads the reply and simply responds, "Okay." He sees her response and puts the phone back into his pocket as he changes into work out gear he has in his locker, dresses and heads over to work the heavy bag.
As Olivia sits in conflict of what to do, she's both saddened and upset at the same time. She knows whenever Fitz and his father have it out, it's always pretty bad. But this is probably the wort it's ever been, or at least the worst she's ever seen.
She then recalls the times he'd come to her house after he and his father had it out when they were in high school. They'd always play video games for a while and eventually they'd talk over baked goods. She's not sure if baking something would help this time, but it certainly gives her more comfort than leaving him like this. Despite being unsure of how long he will be gone, and seeing it's now late afternoon. She puts a plan into action.