- Lorraine Lyon: Now, honestly, what's the point of being a billionaire if I can't have somebody killed?
- Ole Munch: Forfeit. It tells a lot about a man, the words he uses to describe a double-cross. We have heard it all: to Welsh. To gyp. To Jew. As if to steal is a man's lineage, what a man is.
- Roy Tillman: [to Gator] What did you do?
- Gator Tillman: [crying] I'm sorry! You said to let it go, but I couldn't!
- Ole Munch: When a man gives with one hand and takes with the other, he breaks his promise. The hand he steals with must be cleaved from him and returned. Still a hand, but now without function.
- [shoves Gator towards Roy]
- Ole Munch: Here is your hand.
- Odin Little: Need to ask you something, boy. Are you Hitler at Reichstag or Hitler in the bunker?
- Roy Tillman: Tell your boys there's sandwiches and coffee in the works.
- Odin Little: First days or last days, I'm asking. See, the man I let my daughter hitch her wagon to was a conqueror. But all I see now is a hobo digging a ditch. And for what? Piece of ass he couldn't control when he had the chance?
- Roy Tillman: [beat] Ham or turkey, ask 'em. Nobody shoots till I say go.
- Roy Tillman: [livestream on his website] Mayday, Mayday. This is a code ten-double-zero. Officer down. All patriots respond. I have a military ambush inbound, and this is America's sheriff issuing a call to arms. They're coming for me the way they came for Ammon and LaVoy. And don't be fooled: after they murder me, they're coming for you next. So grab your beans and your bullets and bring your big fucking hammer, 'cause it's balls to the wall time. And rally right here on me. If you're close by, get here now. I'll keep 'em faced forward while you box 'em in. We'll show these godless Huns how a patriot dies a'singing. Hooah.
- Agent Meyer: You know what a witch hunt is, right? Not witches hunting men, but men killing women to keep them in line.
- Lorraine Lyon: [on the phone with Dot] Listen to me. An army's coming. I called in some favors. State and federal. You need to get somewhere safe. Hide.
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: Why?
- Lorraine Lyon: What do you mean, "why"?
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: Why help now?
- Lorraine Lyon: Don't get maudlin.
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: I need to know.
- Lorraine Lyon: [nods towards Indira] Because this busybody made me.
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: [laughs slightly] Oh, please. Nobody can make you do anything.
- [pause]
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: If I don't make it back...
- Lorraine Lyon: Quiet, now. No daughter of mine is going down on the one-yard line.
- [Dot closes her eyes, overcome with emotion]
- Lorraine Lyon: So put your big girl pants on and get in the fight. You hear me?
- Dorothy 'Dot' Lyon: Thank you.
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