I don't even know where I belong. I don't want to go home. I don't want to leave this house because I don't want to leave her.

Jackie

Alaric: How could I not search for you?
Isobel: Because I wasn't lost, Ric.

There isn't a person in this building who isn't willing to go to extremes for you.

First Lady

Hotch: The note. "Seeing red." What does it mean?
Morgan: I don't know. You're looking for micro-expressions.
Hotch: You've divided this team when we need to work together. JJ disobeyed orders by going to you, and now you're withholding.
Morgan: I didn't divide this team. You did.

Javier: At some point, something happened and you decided that I needed space to get to know Helene. So you took yourself out of the equation.
Elena: It’s much more complicated than that. There was a time loop…
Javier: There’s always a damn time loop. Or quicksand. Or magic mirrors. Or mermaids. That’s part of the deal being with Elena Roarke. Believe me, I get it. And I love it. But I’m not a guest. Neither is Ruby. You don’t get to make decisions for us.

It used to be so simple. Take down the bad guys. Now half the city is looking at us like we're the bad guys.

Fin

It’s called sex and drugs and rock and roll. It’s not yeast and water and dinner f-ing rolls.

Johnny

Nick: You seeing anyone? I... I’m just making conversation. My... my artery is exposed and it kinda limits my game.
Lexie: Okay. Yes... kind of... I am.
Nick: Nice guy?
Lexie: Yeah. He is. Well, he is kinda nice guy disguised as a jerk.
Nick: Oh yeah, I... I know that type. My... my girlfriend was a nice girl disguised as a vapid narcissist. But then it turned out she really she really was just a vapid narcissist.
Lexie: Ouch!

Emma: We need to talk.
Hook: I've found that when a woman says that I'm rarely in for a pleasant conversation.

Emmett: I didn't know you had company.
Carisi: We just want to talk to you a little bit about Bailey Shaw.
[Emmett runs. Carisi tackles him]
Carisi: I forgot to tell you, you're under arrest for kidnapping.

Mr. Giraffe who lets little boys grind on his rump. Or Mr. Octopus who, who let's little boys grind on his rump.

Peter

Dumbarton: So what do you want?
Delaney: Tea.
Dumbarton: Tea?
Delaney: You tell Carlsbad that I want tea.
Dumbarton: You know, Carlsbad said that Delaney might just be crazy enough to take us all on: The King, the Company, and the free 15. Maybe she was right.
Delaney: Well, you tell Carlsbad, from me, that I will cede sovereignty of Nootka Sound to whichever nation offers me the monopoly of the trade of furs for tea, from Fort George to Canton. A monopoly. That's what I want. All the tea in China.