Laurel Lance: I know what you're going to say, but I risked myself for this city while you were gone. That should earn me some respect.
Oliver Queen: This isn't about respect. And it's not about you risking your life. I understand that you miss Sara. And I understand when you go out there like this, all of that pain goes away.
Laurel Lance: It's the only time it ever does.
Oliver Queen: And that relief isn't real. It's a drug.
Laurel Lance: If you're implying...
Oliver Queen: You an addict. And just like booze and pills, that high you're chasing every night is endangering your life.
Laurel Lance: Go to hell, Oliver. You don't get to play that card with me. Ever. And if there is anyone who is using adrenaline to hide the pain of real feelings and real life, it's you.
Oliver Queen: Did Alex call with the new poll numbers?
Felicity Smoak: Well, Bethany Snow's right. He doesn't have to. Experts are saying that you already won.
Oliver Queen: Experts aren't the voters.
Felicity Smoak: Okay. Well, you at least have one voter in your camp.
Felicity Smoak: Me!
Oliver Queen: Only one that matters.