Felicity Smoak: Well, William did an excellent job picking out your tie.
Oliver Queen: Yeah. He was very excited. He wanted to come to dinner. I told him Raisa was his date tonight.
Felicity Smoak: Oh. Well, she's a lucky woman.
Oliver Queen: Has it, um, really been three years since the first time we did this?
Felicity Smoak: Yeah. Let's just hope that this date goes better than that one.
Oliver Queen: I think it will.
Felicity Smoak: Don't jinx it.
Oliver Queen: Masked gunmen could come through the door, and it would have been better than our first dinner.
Felicity Smoak: Well, only because we were not being blown up
Felicity Smoak: I thought it would be helpful to track A.R.G.U.S' manhunt for Floyd Lawton aka Deadshot. So I decrypted their communication logs. Which means, I just hacked a federal agency. Kind of makes me a cyber-terrorist, which is bad because I really don't see myself fitting in well at Guantanamo Bay.
Oliver Queen: Don't worry, Felicity. They don't send blondes there.
Felicity Smoak: I dye it, actually.
Felicity Smoak: I keep your secret!
Oliver Queen: Is all of this suppose to impress me?
Ra's al Ghul: No. It's to inform you. Surely men have branded you a murderer, a torturer. But see, I would never shame you with such bluntness. Because I see it in your eyes. The struggle you have with your dual identity. Oliver Queen and the Arrow. Neither are giving you what you crave.
Oliver Queen: But becoming Ra's al Ghul will?
Ra's al Ghul: Oliver Queen is a man destined to be alone. He loves a woman who knows he cannot have.
Oliver Queen: You don't know me.
Ra's al Ghul: But I know the Arrow. "Al Sahhim." You will never be anything more than a vigilante for those whose lives he saves at the risk of your own. And the city will turn on you, and your closets allies within the police department will call you a criminal. You will be scorned and hunted, and then killed. Dying as you began your crusade... alone.