Nick Vera: What's wrong with my car?
Will Jeffries: Nothing if you like being single.
Lucius Belyakov: A dark heart dwells where the branches meet / Anointed dagger plunge thee deep.
Weir: The person you have is not my ex-wife. It's the person I sent in to get her. So, good luck with that motherfucker.
Narrator: This was part of a foreign land, transplanted bodily to America and known as Little Tokyo. Since a wise government rounded up the immoral hoods, it has become virtually a ghost street, where only one business survives, eking out a precarious existence on the dimes of curiosity-seekers.
Brian Finch: You remember a lot more than you think you do. Every experience you've ever had, every idea that came to you in the shower and then slipped away while you were brushing your teeth... it's all there for the taking.
Chris Docknovich: You don't hold out much hope Cross is still there, do you?
Theodore Hoffman: Richard Cross has always managed to stay one step ahead of us. If he's dying, it just might allow us to catch up.
Polly Nguyen: I say something about marriage, he flip out like time I put fist in bad place get stuck.
Olivia Pope: It's handled.
Dr. Max Hudson: If I start to go crazy can you... take care of me?.. In the back of the head.
Diana Skouris: You won't even see it coming... Dr. Hudson?
Dr. Max Hudson: I just gave you permission to blow my head off. You can call me Max.
Augustus Hill: OZ. The name on the street for the Oswald State Correctional Facility, Level 4.
Harvey Leek: Nash, the most high-tech thing on this computer is the flying toaster screen saver.
Catherine Packard Martell: Didn't he want to talk to me?
Pete Martell: Yeah, but we told him you were on your world tour, he should contact your press agent.
Ethan Burke: C'mon this isn't an ordinary town. You know that.
Nurse Pam: You are very right about that. This is no ordinary town. This is an extraordinary town.
Jack Harper: Good people has to die too, Tru.
Darien Fawkes: By the way, I want my tombstone to say, "Too late, he's already dead." You know, just in case more people show up wanting to screw my life over.
The Devil: You don't have any friends, Ezekial. You're not only really dead, you're really most sincerely dead.
Ezekiel Stone: Isn't that from "The Wizard of Oz"?
The Devil: I hate that movie.
Rod Serling: For those of you who've never met me, you might call me the under-nourished Alfred Hitchcock.