Wagner: Mr. Queen, I told you, Block went rogue. I tried to stop him but he would have killed me too.
Oliver: We couldn't have that now could we? I guess I have to be more careful of the people I trust. Speaking of which, how's my old buddy Lex doing?
Wagner: Whatever powers Lex had are clearly gone. But sir... there was someone else in the warehouse; someone who had other abilities.
Oliver: Find him. Oliver: Peanuts? I'm allergic.
Lois: I'll try and remember that. Look, Martha Kent is a sterling Senator, and um I would be devastated if...
(Oliver he holds out an apple)
Lois: Childhood bobbing trauma? Oliver: Okay, now remember, this is a party.
Lois: I know, I know: stay away from religion, politics and bad dye-jobs. Green Arrow: I saved you.
Lois: Yeah. From goons who were trying to find you. They're not the only one with a "V" for Vendetta on your little leather ass.
Green Arrow: Little? I've really been working on the glutes lately, too.
Lois: Did the humor come with the costume?
Green Arrow: Did the Tomb Raider routine come from wanting daddy's attention? Oliver: Yeah, well, don't worry about it Clark. You know. I mean, if I lived under the same roof as such a beautiful woman, I would've masked my feelings in sarcasm, too.
Lois: Feelings?
Clark: ...Feelings? Oliver: Well, you seem to have a crystal-clear idea of what's right and what's wrong. You decide who it belongs to.
Clark: It's not as clear as it used to be. Oliver: Clark, you have abilities I couldn't even dream of. And I admire that you use them to save the people you're close to.
Clark: But?
Oliver: But there's a whole world of people out there, Clark. They need us. With your potential... you can't wait for them to come to you. When you're ready to do something about that... you let me know. Lex: Ever since you came to Metropolis, I’ve been kidnapped, my life put in jeopardy and now the woman I love is lying in a hospital bed.
Oliver: And you think that’s my fault? Sounds to me, more like bad karma. Oliver: (to Lex) I’ve seen that look before. When was it? Oh yeah, when you almost beat your only friend to death back at Excelsior. Lex: Like your hands are clean?
Oliver: No, not even close, but since then I've been scrubbing 'em real hard. Yours just keep getting dirtier. Oliver: Apparently, you were too busy using your powers to bale hay than to realize that there was a crime wave in Metropolis. Let me ask you a question: are you ever gonna get off your ass and finally do something for a change?
Clark: I didn't come here to be insulted.
Oliver: Well, you know what? There's the door, Clark. I don't remember you being invited. Oliver: I'm not a mouse-- I feel fine. Lex: What do you think is faster, an arrow or a bullet?
Green Arrow: There's only one way to find out. Oliver: You'd make one hell of a can opener.
Victor: And you'd look good on a bag of green beans. Oliver: Green Arrow to Watchtower, Boy Scout's out of the woods.
Clark: "Boy Scout"?
Oliver: Maybe if you hadn't run off all half-cocked you could have picked your own code name.
Oliver: Ever since my parents died... I've jumped around from city to city, from continent to continent. And... in all those years... not once have I regretted leaving anyone. But then I met you.
Lois: Then stay.
Oliver: I can't. Because there are more important things in this world than what I want... and what I love. I hope someday I can explain why.
Lex: You.
Green Arrow: You remember. I'm touched.
Lex: Well, it's a little hard to forget. Last time we met, you put an arrow in my chest.
Green Arrow: You put a bullet in mine. Bygones?
Lex: Go to hell.
Green Arrow: You first.
Victor: Ollie found me I was living on the streets. He gave me a warm meal, roof over my head... and a reason to go on living.
Oliver: Did he just say something nice about me?
Arthur: Maybe he's starting to rust.
Clark: A.C., how did you fall into all this?
Arthur: Got into a little trouble sinking a whaler off the coast of Japan.
Victor: A little trouble? That's what you're gonna go with? Ollie had to save your scaly butt from getting filleted.
Arthur: I would have gotten out of it.
Oliver: Oh really. Before or after they packed you into a thousand little tin cans?
Victor: Well at least he would've been dolphin-safe.
Arthur: Fish jokes. That's all I ever get are fish jokes.
Oliver: This isn't the end of the story, Clark. It's just the beginning. Come on, boys. Let's go save the world.
Oliver: Some of us sacrifice being with the people that we really care about so that we can go make a difference. What do you do?
(Lois punches Oliver across the face)
Lois: That's for breaking my heart!
Oliver: Really? 'Cause it felt like it was for not calling when I got back in town.
Clark: Maybe she'll get use to the whole dual identity thing someday.
Oliver: Yeah like when? When the Earth cracks open and time ticks backwards? I don't think so.
Lois: We had no future. He's a world-renowned billionaire, and I'm a nail-biting Talon-doling tabloid reporter.
Martha: I thought I heard the door.
Lois: Yeah. Your pledge finally sailed in from Queen Industries.
Martha: Where's the man who came with it?
Lois: The courier? Oh, I gave him his tip and sent him on his merry little way.
Martha: Handsome, chiseled features with a smile that could light up a barn?
Lois: Mrs. Kent, do you have a crush on the courier?
Martha: You mean the billionaire CEO who stopped by to talk about his financial support of my platform? No, Lois, I don't. I've never even met him, and now I'll probably never will.