Reese: I was actually thinking, we should spend a little more time together.
Zoe Morgan: Hmm. Is that so? What is it this time? More power players or coverups?
Reese: Not exactly. Zoe Morgan, will you be my wife?

(as they move into the suburbs)
Zoe Morgan: Remember when you saved me from being tortured and killed by corporate hitmen? Consider us even.
Reese: That mean you don't want me to carry you across the threshold?

Zoe Morgan: John, it's the doorbell. Let's try to not shoot any Girl Scouts on the first day, okay?

Carter: We haven't had the pleasure of meeting. I'm Detective Carter.
Zoe Morgan: Zoe. John's wife.
Reese: Long story.

Finch: In the event that the police arrive before he escapes...
Carter: Almost made it a whole day without you two asking me to break the law.

Graham Wyler: Can't change what I've done.
Reese: The past is a difficult thing to outrun.
Graham Wyler: Maybe it's time to stop running.

Vendor: Let me guess. One vanilla ice cone.
Finch: Yes, please.
Vendor: Even in January I always keep a few of these for when you come by.
Finch: Am I really that predictable?
Vendor: No, you just don't deny yourself small pleasures.
Finch: You may be the first person that ever told me that.