Felicity Smoak: Oliver? Oh my God!
John Diggle: Oliver?
Oliver Queen: Chase had me... and he let me go.
John Diggle: Go slow, man.
Oliver Queen: It's over.
John Diggle: Oliver, we're gonna get this son of a bitch for whatever he did to you.
Oliver Queen: John, it's... It's over for me. I don't wanna do this anymore. I'm shutting everything down.
Oliver Queen: Why didn't you come to me with this?
Laurel Lance: Come to you for what? Your expertise with magical resurrection? Or that judgmental look on your face?
Oliver Queen: For help finding your sister, Laurel, before she gets hurt, or she hurts anyone else. And If I have a judgmental look on my face right now, it's because you played with forces that you do not understand, and now people are dying because of it.