Slade: Be patient. But be prepared.
Oliver: For what?
Slade: Choosing between being the man people need you to be or the father that your son will need you to be.
Black Siren: Oh well this feels familiar! Maybe this time...aim for the heart?
Quentin: I'm sorry.
Black Siren: For shooting me or for leaving me for dead?
Quentin: You were trying to hurt my friend.
Black Siren: Oh, so you choose your friend over your own daughter?
Quentin: Don't you make me do this Laurel, please don't make me do this.
Black Siren: So now I'm Laurel? Don't torture yourself because if we were back on Lian Yu and the roles were reversed...I'd have pulled the trigger.
Black Siren: God you're such a bitch!
Black Canary: Yeah it takes one to know one, sweetheart!
Raisa [to Oliver]: You had trouble fitting in, in age.
Oliver [to Raisa]: What?! What are you talking about? I had Tommy.
Raisa [to Oliver]: I wouldn't call having a friend who helps you get in trouble, "fitting in".
Oliver [to Raisa]: That's a fair point.
You thought you could replace me? That's cute.Black Siren
Malcolm: You okay?
Thea: Go to hell.
Malcolm: I'll take that as a yes.
Malcolm: I'll check the RPG site.
Nyssa: I'll accompany you.
Malcolm: It's almost like you don't trust me, Nyssa.
Nyssa: That's exactly while I'll accompany you.
Are you looking for applause? Clapping is a little difficult for me these days.Malcolm
You and me, kid, like old times.Slade
Oliver: Slade, are you going to help me, or not?
Slade: I think I'm stating the obvious when I say I killed your mother and for that, you should kill me now.
Black Siren: Hi, daddy.
Quentin: Oh, my god. It can't be.
Black Siren: It can be. Daddy, it can. Don't worry, I'll explain everything.
Thea: I don't know about you, but I'm sure as hell not staying here.
Quentin: You read my mind. Let's go.