- Isabel Rochev: On if I think you use the corporate jet for a weekend of fun with your assistant?
- Oliver Queen: Excuse me?
- Isabel Rochev: A blonde I.T. girl all of sudden gets promoted to be assistant to the C.E.O.? There are only two ways how that happens. One is nepotism, and she doesn't look like your cousin.
- Oliver Queen: That... is... absolutely not happening.
- Isabel Rochev: What were her qualifications? Aside from an abundance of short skirts.
- Oliver Queen: Her skirts aren't that... short.
- Felicity Smoak: Why her? I mean, besides the obvious leggy model reason.
- Oliver Queen: It just kind of happened. It didn't mean anything.
- [pause]
- Oliver Queen: Hey. Because of the life that I lead, I just think that it's better to not be with someone that I could really care about.
- Felicity Smoak: Well, I think... I think you deserve better than her.
- Felicity Smoak: What were you thinking?
- Oliver Queen: What?
- Felicity Smoak: Over 64 million woman over the consent in Russia and you sleep with her.
- Oliver Queen: So we're not doing the "What happens in Russia stays in Russia?"
- Felicity Smoak: We're still in Russia.
- John Diggle: Who are you people? NSA? CIA?
- Amanda Waller: My name is Amanda Waller.
- John Diggle: I thought you A.R.G.U.S. guys were supposed to be more subtle.
- Amanda Waller: For us, this was subtle.
- John Diggle: Then I want to see Lyla Michaels.
- Amanda Waller: So do I. Agent Michaels has gone dark.
- John Diggle: Lyla's missing? What happened?
- Amanda Waller: She was running down a lead in Moscow. She's missed two of her scheduled call-ins.
- John Diggle: What are you doing about it?
- Amanda Waller: Speaking to you. Even if we knew where in Russia Lyla is, my superiors believe sending in an extraction team could cause an international incident. As far as they're concerned, she's already a framed picture on our lobby wall.
- John Diggle: Why are you telling all me of this?
- Amanda Waller: Because I know how you and Oliver Queen spend your nights.
- Felicity Smoak: This is Knyazev's man inside the prison. A guard.
- Oliver Queen: He'll know where in the Gulag Lyla is being held.
- Felicity Smoak: When all hell breaks loose, you need to meet us at the rendevous point with Lyla, or...
- John Diggle: Or I'm a permanent Russian.
- Deadshot: If I say she's in there, what's keeping you from shooting me?
- John Diggle: Honor. You should try it sometime.