Detective Fowler: If this woman's such a God-damned Saint, how did she end up raising four total fuck-ups?
Lt. Green: Miss Evelyn cycled hundreds of kids out of the foster program and into permanent homes. In 30 years she only came across four lost causes. Four delinquents so far gone she couldn't find anyone to take them in. So she did. Trust me, Fowler, these kids are congressmen compared to what they would've been.
Shane Wolfe: Rule number one: never be too eager to rush your opponent.
Audrey Billings: You said if I needed anything.
Frank Martin: I can't.
Audrey Billings: Why, because of who I am?
Frank Martin: Because of who I am.
Luc Crash: What happens to an angel that loses his wings?
Lola Byrne: He falls.
Badawi: You'll die with me.
Mike Rogo: Not today.
The Penguin: Agh! Dead guys don't do that.
Dracula: Not dead... UN-dead.
The Penguin: I think I need to UN-wet my pants.
Jonathan Cold: You see, in this business... the keys to the kingdom is weapons-grade plutonium. If you ain't got that, you ain't got shit.
Kristin Richards: You may not remember.
Elena Sandoval: But you'll never forget.
Reporter: Conners, can we have a few words?
Quentin Conners: Yeah, I have two words for you. Blow me.