Five: I don’t trust him.
Luther: But … he’s you.

Lila: You still mad about that big baby?
Diego: No, I love being drugged, kidnapped, and threatened with murder.

Grace: Are you involved in something nefarious?
Reginald: Quite often. Did you have something more specific in mind?

Handler: Where do your loyalties lie? With your families or your principles.
Diego: With me. I don’t belong to anybody. Especially Lila.

Lila: I can’t do this job if you don’t trust my instincts.
Handler: Sweetheart, your vagina needs glasses. He is not worth it.

There is a giant, dead, white boy on our couch.

Raymond

Screw everybody! I was better off on my own in the apocalypse!

Five

Keechie: Any last words of wisdom before you go?
BenKlaus: Oh my God, we’re back again. Brothers, sisters, everybody sing. We’re gonna bring you the flavor. We’re gonna show you how.

Allison: I can rumor you. Take the pain away.
Ray: No. We’re not gonna do it like that. I don’t wanna forget you. I don’t wanna forget us. I would take my year with you over a lifetime with anybody else.

Well, here’s to Elliott, I guess. I’ll miss his crazy theories. And I’ll miss sharing his bed with you.

Lila

Diego: Do you know how hard it is to trust people when your whole childhood was bullshit manipulation?
Lila: Uh-huh.
Diego: Then why would you do that to me?

Vanya: You’re the reason we’re stuck here in the first place.
Five: If I did nothing, we would all be dead right now, thanks to you.
Vanya: They’re coming with me.
Five: Vanya, do not test me right now.
Vanya: That’s funny because I was just about to say the same thing.