It's easier than it looks. You just point and shoot really.

There's gotta be someway to turn off this death ray from hell.

I'm starting to regret not packing my intergalactic dictionary right about now. Oh wait, these are Celtic.

My ego is firmly in tact thank you very much. If you'd release your pet monkeys here I'll be happy to give the wicked witch a personal demonstration.

I hope all your studying paid off. Cause it's test time.

We'll have a better chance surviving your dad's desert than Zod's Thunderdome.

Lois: Do you have any idea how much pressure there is being engaged to walking perfection?
Oliver: Do you have any idea how much pressure there is fighting crime next to walking perfection?

How bout a little privacy there Blair Witch?

When I said earlier I wanted to spoon, this isn't what I had in mind.

Chloe: The last thing we want is for a billionaire superhero ex-fugitive to get caught kicking in the front door of a sex club.
Oliver: Yeah, not today anyway.

Oliver: I made this bed. It's time that I sleep in it.
Chloe: You don't have to do it alone.

Snow dad's been a little frosty lately. Maybe we need to find another way to get that genie back in the bottle.