Damien: Sorry about the arm. A necessary subterfuge to prevent anyone from suspecting your involvement with HIVE.
Lance: What do you want?
Damien: Well, I'm a little bit disappointed the train station isn't a smoldering pile of ash.
Lance: I'm not. Mass murder, killing innocents. I didn't sign up for this.
Damien: You signed up to do my will. I want to know everything about this Green Arrow. I want to know where he lives and who he loves, and I want him off the boards by the time my associates arrive.
Lance: And if I don't help you?
Damien: Well. Then I would be surprised, because I think I made it abundently clear. You don't have a choice.