Amy Granderson: I need your help to put a stop to all of this.
Lt Alicia Granderson: The only way any of this is going to end is for you to give up. As a lieutenant in the United States Navy, I am qualified to accept your surrender.
Amy Granderson: My surrender? Oh. You stay with me, little girl. You watch who surrenders to whom.

I don't know you. At this point, I don't trust anyone I meet in this town. But I know Granderson fears and hates you, so I'm operating on the premise that my enemy's enemy can be my friend. If that's the case, we can help each other.

Cpt Chandler

Dr Rachel Scott: I thought you left.
Tex: Oh, I met a new friend, told me what was going on down here. I figured I'd come see it for myself.

Amy Granderson: You gonna read me my rights?
Thorwold: No. And I forgot to bring my handcuffs.
Amy: Hoping I'd go without a fight?
Thorwold: Not your style. Why change now?
Amy: The things we could have done for this city. We didn't have to be enemies.
Thorwold: Yeah. We did.

Gordon: I’d like to punch you in the face right now.
Joe: Be my guest.

Gordon: Let’s call her up. Tell her what we’re about to do and if she’s OK with it, then I’m happy to help.
Joe: OK. After we call up Donna and tell her that she’ll be leasing her new network from me.

Do you remember how you felt the first time you powered on the Giant and you knew it was something special? Well I felt the same way when the first user entered my community room. It was like, I don’t know, it was like giving birth.

Donna

1985 is my year, man!

Gordon

Mercy: They say crocodiles weep when they devour their prey, but not even crocodiles eat their own young.
Mary: Mercy, I wonder when you'd come. Believe it or not, I am glad you survived.
Mercy: Don't play the good mother with me. Good mother's don't burn their children. I finally met a true mother, she healed the wounds you and so many others dealt me.

Evelyn: Memory, such a potent force in our lives. All of these Memento Mori for one sobering message; remember that you will die.
Sir Malcolm: What do you want of me?
Evelyn: You see darling, I understand hunting as well. Though I've never been to your beloved Africa, sometimes you tie a lamb to lure a lion don't you? So all I require of you is that you... Baaaa.
Sir Malcolm: Why Ms. Ives?
Evelyn: Because the master desires her.

Sebastian: How about you leave me well enough and far alone, you're no use to us anymore.
Mercy: That isn't true.
Sebastian: No, it isn't true. You were never any use to us.
Mercy: You're being cruel. I thought you wanted me?
Sebastian: Wanted you? No one has ever wanted you. Not your own father, not the Essex hive and certainly, not I. Mary Sibley is the one I desire and I shall have no other.

With every breath we take, we betray somebodies trust.

Countess Marburg