Clanton Heir Doc: I do not need a prison to best you, but your fear gets them excited.
Wynonna: I can get you excited if you let me take you home.
Clanton Heir Doc: The next time I step on Earp whore land, it will be to coat it in the blood of your kin.
Wynonna: Leave my friends out of this.
Clanton Heir Doc: You never did.
Wynonna: They wanted to help.
Clanton Heir Doc: Now they’ll die.
Wynonna: I know you’re in there. Fight, for god sake, Doc, fight.

Graham: Listen to me, you can’t let them out. They’re monsters. This one’s a goddamn werewolf.
Nicole: He’s also my florist, and his name’s Freddie … You see here general, our town here, it’s pretty inclusive.
Graham: Yeah.
Nicole: Or at least from now on it’s going to be but not for your kind.
Graham: What is that, the military?
Nicole: Utter dick wads. Move it and lose it.
Graham: Just who the hell do you think you are?
Nicole: I’m the goddamn sheriff of Purgatory. You messed with the wrong damn town.

Wynonna: You could save him.
Dark Angel Waverly: He does have regret in his heart for his many, many sins, but he defied the lifetime he was given many, many times.
Wynonna: Yeah big whoop. You left the Garden. You got off the throne.
Dark Angel Waverly: You convinced her… me to do so.
Wynonna: I’m saying we all make mistakes. I’m the Earp heir, remember?
Dark Angel Waverly: The champion.
Wynonna: I gave so much. I lost everything. If you’re taking her away from me too, at least let my sister save the man we both love. Please, before you go away forever.

Dark Angel Waverly: You’ve seen what’s coming. You know what awaits you next.
Doc: I also know that Wynonna taught us there is always another way.

Wynonna: What a waste all this was. All your apologies, everything you did. Doc…
Clanton Heir Doc: Doc is dead.
Wynonna: He’s been dead before.
Clanton Heir Doc: I am the Clanton heir.
Wynonna: No, you’re not. You’re a fuck up. You’re a fuck up like me, but unlike me you’ve tried to be better, you’re trying to be better. And you’re so close. I won’t let you do this.

Clanton Heir Doc: Turn around and face me.
Wynonna: Doc Holliday won’t shoot someone in the back. You’re still in there. I know you are. And I know your code, the one I never should have broken because of what it did to us. That code won’t let you shoot me no matter what they’ve done to you.

Wynonna: What did Jolene do to you?
Dark Angel Waverly: Jolene? Oh yes, the body’s other half. Well, I suppose she helped Waverly evolve.
Wynonna: Waverly Earp, you wipe that ethereal look off your face this minute. This is not an Neya video. I want my sister back.
Dark Angel Waverly: I have but one destination.
Wynonna: You do not walk away from me. I’ve been through hell to get you back, so if you think for a second you’re just gonna bail…
Dark Angel Waverly: The affairs of man are no longer my concern.
Wynonna: I’m no man. I’m the woman who will not watch you become this thing.
Dark Angel Waverly: As you wish.

Mercedes: My dental surgeon is going to kill me. Those veneers were fresh. Guess I could just drain him.
Jeremy: We really need to work on appetite suppression.
Mercedes: What are you, a 90s modeling agency? I will eat who I want. No more diets.

Rachel: Whatever choices Wynonna’s made, she has a plan, and I trust her.
Cleo: Oh, the only thing you should trust is that sick little feeling in your gut because that reaper in the fog with Wynonna, it is Billy.
Rachel: No, Wynonna wouldn’t do that to me.
Cleo: Billy may have pulled out his own tooth to save you, but Wynonna, she’s leading him to his death. I am not your enemy, Rachel, really. I just want to get the hell out of this place for good. And Wynonna, she is a shit just like every Earp before her.
Rachel: She’s good people, and she’s my family.
Cleo: OK, sweetie. But are you hers?

Wynonna: She’s my sister.
Nicole: She’s my future wife.
Wynonna: Well, look, if marrying my sister was legal, I would have done it already, so check your privilege hot wheels.
Nicole: Dude, it’s my gear. I know how to work it.
Wynonna: Casey’s my friend. I know how to work him.
Nicole: What does that even mean?
Wynonna: It means we have a mind-meld thing happening ever since we cooked chili together.

Wynonna: You’re my family.
Rachel: No, I’m not. Hey, it’s a compliment. Trust me. Nobody wants to be an Earp. Gibson, maybe, but Earps, we always end up alone.

Wynonna: What do you want, Rachel? I’m training.
Rachel: That’s what I want to do: train with you.
Wynonna: Sure, Obi-Wan Wynonnie at your service.
Rachel: I’m serious. You’re the only one who talks to me like I’m not a kid.
Wynonna: Purgatory’s not a place where people get to be kids.
Rachel: Which is why I need to be able to defend myself, and you’re the only person around here kicking actual ass.
Wynonna: I must still be drunk because it sounds like you’re saying…
Rachel: Please Wynonna, teach me to be like you.