Oliver Queen: We need to talk.
Felicity Smoak: I don't want to talk. Which, for me, I know is a little unprecedented. But... as soon as we talk, it's over.
Oliver Queen: I'm so sorry. I thought that I could be me and The Arrow. But I can't. Not now. Maybe not ever.
Felicity Smoak: Then say never. Stop... dangling maybes. Say it's never going to work out between us. Say you never loved me. Say...
Oliver Queen: Felicity. he kisses her Don't ask me to say that I don't love you.
Felicity Smoak: told you as soon as we talked... it would be over.
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!