A group of four masked robbers, three men and a woman, break into a bank. Each one has a card symbol on his mask. The clerk warns them that they can't get into the safe but the robbers tell him to shut up. Meanwhile, off-duty cop Stan Washington is among the customers and goes for his gun even though his wife Jana tells him not to. When another customer notices and begs him to stop, one of the robbers, Ace, shoots the cop. The King comes out and tells his teammate to stop firing shots...Read the full recap
Joanna: It's like they say--"it's the economy, stupid."
Laurel: No, it's the stupid economy. Okay, without Stagg, how long can CNRI keep their doors open?
Joanna: Depends. What time you got?
Moira: I expect you to be there.
Oliver: I have plans.
Moira: That's fine. Brunch is tomorrow.
Thea: Hmm. inches from a clean getaway.
Moira: Well, you too, Thea.
Thea: Nobody says that anymore.
Oliver: I think you have the wrong impression about what it is I do.
Diggle: You take out bad guys with a bow and arrow.
Oliver: My father died so that I could live. Live and make a difference by fixing the city that he and the people in this book ruined. Every name that I cross off this list honors that sacrifice.
Diggle: There's more than one way to save this city.
Oliver: Not for me. Crime happens in this city every day. What do you want me to do, stop all of it?
Diggle: It sounds like you have a narrow definition of being a hero.
Oliver: I'm not a hero.
Oliver: You lied to me.
Diggle: You asked me to work with you, not for you. And when you did, you said it was because you understood the kind of man I am. Well, Oliver, I'm the kind of man who doesn't walk away when there's a chance to make a difference. And neither does Stan Washington. Oliver, I'm not finished talking. Where are you going?
Oliver: To make a difference. Let's catch some bank robbers.
Carter Bowen: One minute I’m publishing this book on how long-term potentiation initiates the creation of a slow-moving protein synthesis and the next, there’s an agent trying to make me the next Dr. Oz.
Oliver: Why would he want you to be a wizard?
Thea: For all our sakes, start reading Us Weekly.
Felicity Smoak: I guess you didn't have Facebook on that island.
Diggle: Nope. Not even a MySpace account. It was a very dark time.
Tommy: Now, cake—chocolate or mocha?
Laurel: Mm... carrot.
Tommy: Are you sure about that? Because Bugs Bunny hasn't RSVP'd yet.
Tommy: Wow. You look just... really lovely.
Laurel: Lovely. Well, it's nice that you've extended your vocabulary from words like hot and megahot.
Tommy: You could just say thank you, you know.
Laurel: Thank you. You know.
Tommy: You're welcome.
Diggle: I’ll tell you this much. You say going after the guys on that list is the way you honor your dad. Well, if your dad could have seen you this week, the way you cared about the people he had hurt, the way you stepped up to try to help them, I’d say he’d be pretty damn honored. So maybe there is more than one way to save this city.