I want to say "Thank you". It takes a very big person to not seek vengeance for someone they love. If I haven't always been sensitive to that,... I'm truly sorry.
I'm sorry I was so hard on you. You know, the truth is... I respect you more that you could ever know. You put together a team of heroes. It's no small thing. [shakes hands with Oliver]
Yes, I can. [looks directly into the camera at the viewer] I am the Green Arrow. I realize that I have denied that claim with the same conviction with which I'm speaking now. I have let good people stand accused of things that I've done. Roy Harper is not the Green Arrow. Tommy Merlyn is most certainly not the Green Arrow. These are two names on a long list of people who have given so much and sacrificed everything in the name of my crusade. Some of them gave their lives in the pursuit of one simple objective: to save our city. Star City still needs saving. Last night, we dealt our enemy a critical blow, but there is still work to be done. So I'm looking to the people of this city. I'm looking to my allies. To my friends. To my partners. And I'm asking them to continue. To keep fighting. I'm asking them to complete our mission. To save our city!
Gandhi ain't from the Glades. Besides, self-defense isn't about being violent. It's about being focused and disciplined so you can protect yourself and the ones that you love.
He was actually pretty smart about it. Kept himself clean, off the radar, activities washed through a series of shell corporations. I just happen to be smarter. Boo-yah.
No, I don't. And it's not a leap of faith I'm willing to take. You know, I am working so hard to restore the city's faith in the men and women who serve it. Rene, if you go out there as Wild Dog again, I will not hesitate to lock you up just like that vigilante.
I just want you to think long and hard about what that means, okay? For these kids and for Zoe, and for our city, man. 'Cause I'm not gonna give you a second warning.
I'm done hiding, Oliver. I'm done being a person who doesn't fight back. Diaz broke in, and all I could think about was protecting William. I tried, and I couldn't do it. If A.R.G.U.S. hadn't gotten there when they did... do you know what it feels like not being able to protect your family?
I have lived with that feeling every second since I stepped in here, Felicity. Don't... don't tempt that, please. Please. I am begging you to go back to witness protection.
No. I won't. You don't get to decide this time, Oliver. I love you, and I will always... always wait for you. But I can't let what happened to William and I happen again. I can't. I have to fight back. You, of all people, understand that.
The right thing? Is that what you were doing, running around in that costume? You turned the law into a joke. The Green Arrow's very existence invited criminals into your city. You think you're some kind of hero. Have you ever stopped to think maybe all you've done is make things worse?
I'm not. I understand why you did what you did. The world is a safer place because Diaz doesn't have that weapon. I was wrong before. You may now be working here at A.R.G.U.S., but you're still honoring Oliver's mission.
But I still can't rest until that I know that my family is safe. Which means I need to work with someone whose focus is bringing down Diaz. And that someone is not you.
I know that Quentin wasn't my father. Not... not the father that raised me, anyway. And... I guess I had just forgotten what it felt like to have someone who cared about me. And losing him, it was the worst pain that I've felt in a very long time. And I can only imagine how you must have felt after Vinny's death.
Listen, I don't expect you to forgive me. But I have to tell you that I am truly sorry about killing Vinny. And I hope one day, you'll see that I am not that person. Not anymore.
Diaz attacked me while I was in protective custody. My husband is in prison. I had to send my son away. Your deal with Oliver ruined my life and the city's. All I'm asking of you is to hold up your side of the bargain.
I'm sorry you were attacked, but it's not my fault your husband's in prison. It was his choice to put on that hood, and it was his choice to turn himself in. Go home. Enjoy your freedom. Leave the crime fighting to me.
My husband spent the last six years fighting for the people of this city, risking everything, and now he sits in prison, his life on the line, while this monster gets to walk free. That isn't justice.