Oliver: Found a couple of things. John: What, archery classes?
Oliver: Starling City is dying. It is being poisoned by a criminal elite who
don't care who they hurt as long as they maintain wealth and power. John: And
what are you gonna do, take them all down by your lonesome?
care about the lives of other people, Oliver. Maybe you should try it sometime.
Oliver: Oh, man. Thea: That was harsh. You OK? Oliver: Sure. Second time
tonight that a friend of mine has taken me to the woodshed. Kind of tires you
Oliver: What am I supposed to do with that? Does that mean "bird"? I
don't speak Chinese!
Oliver: What are you watching? Thea: Peter
Declan. Oliver: Hmm? Thea: Oh, a guy who killed his wife. Right. This guy
killed his wife in their baby's room. Psycho.
Thea: So why don't you make
a play? I mean, she did come over here just to make sure you didn't get shot.
Oliver: There are reasons. Thea: What are they? Besides you sleeping with her
sister and her sister dying and her father hating your guts and you being a jerk
to everybody since you've been back. Oliver: Those are the top ones.
Moira: Mr. Diggle's replacement. Oliver: Replacement? Moira: Yes. He
tendered his resignation this morning. Oliver: Did he say why? Moira: He
said he didn't approve of the way you spend your evenings particularly given
that they always begin with you ditching him.
Oliver: Firm grip you got
there, Rob. Rob: That's five years SWAT with Monument Point MCU. Oliver: I
feel safer already.
Oliver: Say, Rob, I wanna go into town. Could you
please get the car for me? Rob: No offense, but I have been filled in on
your tendency to slip the leash. If it's all the same to you, I'd prefer keeping
you in my sights at all times. Oliver: We're 20 miles from the city. If you
don't drive me, how else am I gonna get there? Right. I like him.
You know, if you go somewhere that's not work or your home your odds of meeting
someone increase by a gazillion percent. Laurel: Oh, that's not true. I could
still get mugged on the way home. Joanna: In that case, I hope he's cute and
Moira: Well, it looks like someone forgot a lunch date with his
wife. Walter: What do you mean? Lunch isn't for another... Forty-five minutes
ago. I'm so sorry.
Carly: So when are you gonna tell me? John: Hmm.
Carly: About what happened to your arm. John: Oh, it's my shoulder, and it's
fine. Carly: I knew that Queen guy was trouble. John: Hey, I never said
this happened protecting Queen. Carly: Oh, yeah? Then what's he doing here?
Oliver: Hello, Diggle-sister-in-law Carly. I'm Oliver Queen. Carly: I
know who you are. John: No, you really don't.
Oliver: Hello. I
couldn't help but notice a distinct lack of police cars when I got home. I knew
you wouldn't drop a dime on me. So have you considered my offer? John:
Offer? Heh.That's one hell of a way to put it.
John: Please. You were
born with a platinum spoon in your mouth, Queen. What, you spent five years on
an island with no room service and suddenly you found religion?
I'm gonna go to the washroom, Rob. John: Oh, that boy is long gone now.
Joanna: You actually think he's innocent? Laurel: Someone does.
Joanna: So you said, but you didn't say was who. Laurel: A guardian angel.
Joanna: The guy in the hood? Wha-- ? You're kidding.
Laurel: He breaks
the law and God knows what else. Joanna: How are you not afraid that he's not
gonna do "God knows what" to you? Laurel: He won't. I don't know, I can feel
Laurel: If what you're doing isn't wrong then why are you hiding your
face with a hood? Oliver: To protect the ones I care about. Laurel: That
sounds lonely. Laurel: It can be.
Walter: I was hoping you could find
out some of the details - of the transaction for me. Felicity: Find out?
Walter: Dig up. Discreetly. Felicity: I'm your girl. I mean, I'm not your
girl. I wasn't making a pass at you. Thank you for not firing me.
Oh, my God. What is wrong with your face? Oliver: What do you mean? Thea:
There's something really weird on it, like this thing with your mouth. It looks
like it's in the shape of a smile. Oliver: Yes. That's cute. Thea: So why
are you grinning? Oliver: I took your advice with Laurel - to be myself.
Thea: And? Oliver: It's helping. Thea: I got mad relationship skills,
bro. Let me know if you need trendy places to propose. Oliver: I think you're
getting a little bit ahead of yourself. Little bit. Rob! You gotta keep up.
Felicity: The company Mrs. Queen-- Er, Steele. Mrs. Queen-Steele. Does she
hyphenate? She seems like a woman who would hyphenate. Walter: Ahem.
Carly: Enough moping. John: Mm. Carly: You quit.
It's done. My advice would be to move on. John: Ah. If it were only that
Moira: You wanted to see me? Malcolm: You look nervous, Moira.
Moira: Do I have a reason to be? Malcolm: We all do. Moira: A modern-day
Robin Hood. What? Are you worried that your net worth makes you a target?