Dylan: I came to give you another chance. You need to tell the truth and then I can help set you free.
Allison: You mean like you freed Clara?
Dylan: It’s what she wanted. A chance at redemption in the next life.
Allison: What the fuck does that mean?
Dylan: I helped prepare her for the prophecy.
Allison: You’re really scaring me.
Dylan: You’re the one holding the knife.

Margot: Never leave me. Okay?
Allison: Never.

I saw Allison. She’s still as difficult as ever. I can only imagine the terrible things that you two did that made her take her sister’s identity.

Helen

Allison: Come on, Margot. You know who I am.
Margot: Yeah. You’re fucking Allison.
[Stabs her]

You have them too.

Margot

Lyla: Now you’re really freaking me out.
Bruce: Come on, after the summer we’ve had. You don’t want to do something a little romantic?
Lyla: You want to know what I want? A big ass rock! Like JLO’s. What was that? Ten carats or 15?

Allison: It’s me, Dylan. It’s me. Allison.
Dylan: That’s not funny.
Allison: It’s true, I swear.

Allison: I need you to help find Dylan.
Bruce: Dylan? Lyla has got everyone searching for Riley.
Allison: It’s too late for Riley.

Allison: Why would she call us here?
Dylan: It’s high-tide.
[They receive text messages]
Margot: To make us watch!
Dylan Fuck you! [Throws phone into ocean]
Allison: No, that’s what she wants.
Margot: To torture us to death?!
Dylan: She’s doing a great fucking job.

Bruce: Sorry, of course I knew about it. I was in it and so was your mother.
Allison: If you fucking tell me Clara is my real mother right now, I…
Bruce: No, she’s not, but your mother is alive. I know it’s a lot to take in, but I just don’t want there to be secrets between us.
Allison: She killed herself.
Bruce: That’s what she told me to tell you. That’s not true. She left.
Allison: Seriously, Dad, this isn’t funny!

The tide’s coming in.

Clara

Lyla: There’s nothing official we can do for 48 hours.
Courtney: In 48 hours, she could be died! There’s a fucking killer out there you haven’t fucking caught.
Lonnie: The killer only targets reasonably attractive males.
Mel: I’m sure she’s fine, Courtney.
Lyla: We’ll keep an eye out.
Courtney: Fuck you, Lyla. I’ll find her myself. And if anyone has hurt my baby, you’re all gonna wish you were dead!

Amazon Quotes

Every small town has a secret. Ours has a game. The losers stay here where losing is what we do best. The winners get out. In Carp, Texas, out is the only place worth going. That’s why players risk their lives to win.

Heather

Natalie: When we win Panic, we don’t have to worry about jobs.
Heather: [To Bishop] What did I tell you, right? She’s serious.
Natalie: You guys should be rooting for me!
Heather: People died last year, Natalie.
Natalie: People die in bathtubs and in car accidents.
Heather: Especially when they’re walking blindfolded across the freeway.