Oliver: First, this is important, I'm not the Green Arrow.
Reporter: If you're not the Green Arrow, who is?
Oliver: Number 2! Photos can be doctored. They could have put Bruce Wayne's head on that body. Has Bruce Wayne left Gotham to hang out in Star City recently? No!

Slade: Be patient. But be prepared.
Oliver: For what?
Slade: Choosing between being the man people need you to be or the father that your son will need you to be.

Black Siren: Oh well this feels familiar! Maybe this time...aim for the heart?
Quentin: I'm sorry.
Black Siren: For shooting me or for leaving me for dead?
Quentin: You were trying to hurt my friend.
Black Siren: Oh, so you choose your friend over your own daughter?
Quentin: Don't you make me do this Laurel, please don't make me do this.
Black Siren: So now I'm Laurel? Don't torture yourself because if we were back on Lian Yu and the roles were reversed...I'd have pulled the trigger.

Black Siren: God you're such a bitch!
Black Canary: Yeah it takes one to know one, sweetheart!

Raisa [to Oliver]: You had trouble fitting in, in age.
Oliver [to Raisa]: What?! What are you talking about? I had Tommy.
Raisa [to Oliver]: I wouldn't call having a friend who helps you get in trouble, "fitting in".
Oliver [to Raisa]: That's a fair point.

You thought you could replace me? That's cute.

Black Siren

Malcolm: You okay?
Thea: Go to hell.
Malcolm: I'll take that as a yes.

Malcolm: I'll check the RPG site.
Nyssa: I'll accompany you.
Malcolm: It's almost like you don't trust me, Nyssa.
Nyssa: That's exactly while I'll accompany you.

Are you looking for applause? Clapping is a little difficult for me these days.

Malcolm

You and me, kid, like old times.

Slade

Oliver: Slade, are you going to help me, or not?
Slade: I think I'm stating the obvious when I say I killed your mother and for that, you should kill me now.

Black Siren: Hi, daddy.
Quentin: Oh, my god. It can't be.
Black Siren: It can be. Daddy, it can. Don't worry, I'll explain everything.

Arrow Quotes

I thought you took that book off your father's dead body. How could he have been so chatty?

Diggle

She was my sister. I couldn't be angry because she was dead. I couldn't grieve because I was so angry, that's what happens when your sister dies while screwing your boyfriend.

Laurel