Frank: Either way, AG or the press, we end up looking like weasels, and by we I mean me.
Garrett: So we sit on our hands.
Frank: Not saying that, but I don’t want to make some kind of clever move that backfires and ends up washing the Mayor's hands for him either.

Jamie: You take a shot at the king, you better not miss.
Frank: My aim is true.
Erin: He's got the heavy artillery.
Henry: You can't fire him but he can fire you.

Walt Finny. Forgotten but not gone.

Danny

Erin: I get it, and I want to help you, but I’m a Manhattan ADA and you live in the Bronx.
Reggie: Didn't stop me from helping you.

Just once I wish the bosses would have talked to us like they gave a hoot and not like they were bucking for an acre on the op-ed page.

Frank

Look I have Sunday dinner with the former P.C., a detective, a beat cop, and an ADA. Did you really think all my intel flowed through you two?

Frank

Frank: Does the end justify the means?
Jamie: The original slippery slope.

Frank: As far as I'm concerned if you worked that pile and got sick, you and your family should be taken care of, end of story.
Garrett: You're not an insurance claims adjustor.
Frank: For which I thank God every day.

Man, you do more for your family by 9am than my family's done for each other our entire lives.

Eddie

Garrett: You know what this is about, right?
Carleton: A Christian and Muslim walk into a bagel store.

I thought you would have raised him better than to gulp down single malt.

Henry

Boots on the ground. There's no substitute.

Henry