Oliver Queen: I'm having some trouble with my computer and they told me you were the person to come and see. I was at my coffeeshop surfing the web and I spilt a latte on it.
Felicity Smoak: Really?
Oliver Queen: Yeah.
Felicity Smoak: Because these look like bulletholes.
Oliver Queen: My coffeeshop is in a bad neighbourhood.
Oliver Queen: It's fine, Walter, I've been in a courtroom before.
Tommy Merlyn: 4 times, by my estimate. There's the DUI, the assault on that paparazzi douchebag, stealing a taxi, which was just awesome by the way, and who could forget, peeing on the cop.
Moira Queen: I wish everyone would.
[In the morgue, upon pulling a body from the freezer.]
Roy Harper: Who was he?
Quinten Lance: Well you see, that's the thing. When you're alive, you get a name. When you wind up down here you get a number. Meet 26. Your pal The Hood already sent 26 stiffs down here since he started his little one man war.
Roy Harper: Maybe this guy deserved it.
Quinten Lance: Maybe he did. But that's not how justice works. You see, the vigilante, he doesn't have to awnser to anyone but himself. And that's a very dangerous power to give to any one man.