Sheila, I know we're trying to conceive, but I can't have sex with you right now. I just ate an onion bagel.

Louis

Sheila: Louis, we hit the jackpot.
Louis: You mean publisher's clearing house?
Sheila: I mean we don't need the sex phone anymore.
Louis: Oh, my god.
Sheila: You hit the bullseye.

Harvey: Let me guess, Samantha told you what I'm about to do.
Donna: Yeah, she did.
Harvey: Oh, so she keeps shit from me, but shares it with you.
Donna: Oh, don't make this about her, she does what she wants, just like you do.
Harvey: You're taking her side?
Donna: I'm taking my side because you may be done with this case, but she's going to keep working on it, because unlike you, she cares about my reputation.
Harvey: You think I don't care about you? You're in your position because I put you there.
Donna: No, Harvey, I'm in my position because I fucking earned it. Now, if you want to talk about things you did, you authorized me to negotiate this deal, and if you don't honor it, Fox is going to tell the world, and how is that gonna go the next time I try to come to an agreement with anyone?
Harvey: It'll go fine because he has no integrity. Nobody will believe him.
Donna: Okay, let me put this in words that you'll understand: I have integrity. You let him go, you're making me look a liar.
Harvey: You want to talk about a liar? He lied to my face.
Donna: And so have a thousand other clients. You were just waiting for an opportunity to let him go.
Harvey: Because we never should have taken him on in the first place.
Donna: Well, we did and like I said, you drop him, you're making me a liar, and I don't care if the rest of the world knows it or not: You'll know it, and I'll know it. You go ahead and do what you want, you always do anyway.

Suits Season 8 Episode 7 Quotes

Sheila, I know we're trying to conceive, but I can't have sex with you right now. I just ate an onion bagel.

Louis

Sheila: Louis, we hit the jackpot.
Louis: You mean publisher's clearing house?
Sheila: I mean we don't need the sex phone anymore.
Louis: Oh, my god.
Sheila: You hit the bullseye.