Roslin: You have your pound of flesh. I suggest you take your victory and move on.
Watson: Sergeant Donovan was just explaining everything. Two pills. It’s a dreadful business, isn’t it? Just dreadful.
Holmes: Good shot.
Watson: Yes, yes must’ve been from that window.
Holmes: You’d know. Need to get the powder burns out of your hands. I don’t suppose you’d serve time for this but let’s avoid the court case. Are you alright?
Watson: Yes, of course I’m alright.
Holmes: Well, you have just killed a man.
Watson: Yes I know. Yes, that’s true isn’t it. But he wasn’t a very nice man.
Tony Stark: You’re missing the point. There’s no throne. There is no version of this where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes, and maybe it’s too much for us, but it’s all on you. Because if we can’t protect the Earth, you can be damned well sure we’ll avenge it.
Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.