Thea Queen: Juvenile delinquent, reporting for duty.
Oliver Queen: Since you lost your driver's license, I'll pick you up at five.
Laurel Lance: Six. We have a lot of work for her to do.
Oliver Queen: Well, then let's say seven just to be safe.
Thea Queen: Is it too late to choose jail?
Oliver Queen , Laurel Lance: Yes.
Oliver Queen: Cyrus Gold, the man in the skull mask, all this was you. They worked for you.
Slade Wilson: Well, I have my allies, just as you have yours. John Diggle, for example. I suppose you're wondering why he hasn't taken his head shot. Don't worry. He's still alive - for now.
Oliver Queen: Hey! I told you Merlyn was off limits.
Laurel Lance: I know. And then I realized that I didn't really give a damn.
Oliver Queen: This is why I keep secrets from you. Because you let your emotions dictate your emotions and it is going to get you killed. Did you really think you had a chance against Malcolm Merlyn?