Russell: You're making a mistake, Alex.
Olivia: It's Olivia. And this is really going to hurt.

This is funny. I mean, it's not funny, but it kind of is, I guess. You've saved my life multiple times and all I can do is sit here, hold your hand, and hope that you don't die. And I'm sorry, Jake. For all of this. You were right. We never should have left that island.

Olivia: That's why you're calling? To ask for my advice about your wife?
Fitz: I want to hear what you think.
Olivia: What I think? I think you're supposed to be an optimist.

Some people have bark. Some people have bite. I have both.

Marcus: I get to tell people I did the right thing. That's something.
Olivia: That's more than something. That's everything. That's what saves you in the end. You do the wrong thing then you're done. Not at first. It only feels like a misstep at first, a compromise, a concession to reality, a bad move well played. But at some point you're only going in that direction and by the time you realize how far down that path you are you're lost. Everything is unrecognizable. You are unrecognizable to yourself. You find yourself doing things you never thought you would do in ways you never thought you would do them to save things you never thought you would want to save. That's how you know you're done. You are not done.

Justice or your career. I can only get you one. So what do you want?

[to Marcus] The mayor's wife is upstairs lying in a pool of blood while my team erases evidence of a crime scene so I'd say it takes a lot to surprise me because this is my job. This is what I do. Now you know what I'm about.

Olivia: What do I tell every one our clients?
Huck: Do not lie.
Olivia: Do not lie. Do not lie to me. I have to tell our clients that but I didn't know I have to tell you, to tell Quinn--
Huck: We didn't think that it was--
Olivia: Think that what? That I could handle it? I can handle it. I do not need you to protect me. What I need is for you to be honest with me, to tell me the truth. Because the things that are about to happen now, we need to be together.

George: You don't give up, do you?
Olivia: No, I don't.

Olivia: Cyrus must be loving this.
Abby: He's like a stormchaser in a van hurling down the highway, face pressed up against the windshield, grinning wildly, waiting for everything to go to Hell and wanting to be there when it does.
Olivia: I've been in that van.

Fitz: You went around my back to Mellie.
Olivia: I did.
Fitz: Nice move.

[to Fitz] I could never hate you.