Winona: When did you decide to do this?
Raylan: A week ago.
Winona: You didn’t talk to me about it?
Raylan: I didn’t think I needed to.
Winona: Are you okay?
Raylan: Yeah.
Winona: Why now?
Raylan: Question I’ve been asking myself? Why I didn’t do it sooner.
Winona: Well, if you couldn’t do it for me, I’m glad you could do it for her. Don’t muck it up.

Can’t believe it, Chickenfat. What you kill me for?

Clement

Carolyn: Goddammit, Raylan.
Raylan: Yeah, I get that a lot.

Hey, y’know, I’ve never seen anything like it. You stepped in a big pile of shit in Detroit. And, once again, you scrape it off your boot, and you get your man.

Dan Grant

Carolyn: What are you going to tell the DPD?
Raylan: That God himself sent down a lightning bolt and the book came with it.
Carolyn: The world’s better off. And I’m tired.

You know why I did what I did? This way satisfies us both. For me, it’s like Skender doing it. Much better. For you, this is only way you get this man who kills people. It’s a soundproof room but maybe later there’s a certain odor. A tenant complains, we go through the wall. Ooooh, so this is where he’s been hiding! Ooooh, too bad. Too bad.

Toma

Lt. Gov.: First, let me say that I’m sorry about Judge Guy.
Carolyn: Okay. Thank you.
Lt. Gov: Did you know him well?
Carolyn: Enough to know that he should’ve been better.
Lt. Gov.: As a man or a judge?
Carolyn: Both.

You read my application. You know that I have lived in Detroit my whole life. I understand the place. I understand the people. I’ve worked both sides of the line because while everyone is entitled to a defense, some people need to sit in a room and think about what they’ve done. You likely made calls about me. If not, you will. And you’re going to be told that Carolyn’s not good at playing the game, making me ideally suited for that bench.

Carolyn

Clement: Oh, shit. You came back for me. Knew you couldn’t just leave me in that room.
Raylan: Case you think it came to be, no, we ain’t friends.
Clement: Coulda been. Things were different.
Raylan: If your mama had wheels, she’d be a streetcar.
Clement: That’s what I like about you. Never too serious.

Sandy: I wanna do things different. Like, I wanna go back to school. I could do hair or be an entrepreneur, y’know. Meet a nice guy, like you said. I wanna live honest.
Raylan: I’m gonna need your phone.
Sandy: Can I at least delete some pictures first?

Clement: She’s cute, ain’t she? Gets stoned too much. Keep telling her quit smoking that queer shit and drink like a normal person.
Raylan: Some people, you can’t tell them anything.
Clement: Ain’t that the truth.

You took the only father I’ve ever known. Fuck your mother and fuck you.

Carolyn

Justified: City Primeval Quotes

Willa: C’mon, Dad, I don’t want to do this.
Raylan: I’m guessing you’ll think about that next time you consider punching a girl in the face.
Willa: I barely touched her!
Raylan: You broke her nose.
Willa: She deserved it.
Raylan: That’s not the point.

There’s no such thing as ‘on time.’ You’re either early or you’re late. And where you’re going, we’re going to be early.

Raylan