Justice or your career. I can only get you one. So what do you want?Olivia
[to Marcus] The mayor's wife is upstairs lying in a pool of blood while my team erases evidence of a crime scene so I'd say it takes a lot to surprise me because this is my job. This is what I do. Now you know what I'm about.Olivia
I know you, because the apple does not fall far from the tree, Olivia, poison though it may be.Rowan
[to Olivia] It is your friends who do not know you, but I do. You are a warrior -- never reckless, never naive. Too smart to let fear drive you. Precise, quiet, calculating, you will wait for the right time, you will look at all the possible outcomes, you will understand what needs to be done.Rowan
David: Does this mean you're in?
Jake: I was never out, Rosen. But this means war, you know that, right? We're the good guys, but you won't always be able to tell. That's what it's going to take.
Olivia: What do I tell every one our clients?
Huck: Do not lie.
Olivia: Do not lie. Do not lie to me. I have to tell our clients that but I didn't know I have to tell you, to tell Quinn--
Huck: We didn't think that it was--
Olivia: Think that what? That I could handle it? I can handle it. I do not need you to protect me. What I need is for you to be honest with me, to tell me the truth. Because the things that are about to happen now, we need to be together.
George: You don't give up, do you?
Olivia: No, I don't.
There is no justice in this one. The good guys lose and white hats burn. We are done.Quinn
We are the white hats. We are the good guys. We don't quit. We get justice.David
[to Mellie] You want to do my job? Every day you have to decide between something terrible that you hate and something horrible that you hate. Either way people are going to hate you. You need to accept that otherwise you shouldn't run.Fitz
Charlie: We gotta kill Jake.
Quinn: No way.
Charlie: Why not? Because Mr. Peabody out there says so or because if we do your boss will be sad?
Olivia: Cyrus must be loving this.
Abby: He's like a stormchaser in a van hurling down the highway, face pressed up against the windshield, grinning wildly, waiting for everything to go to Hell and wanting to be there when it does.
Olivia: I've been in that van.