Ray Nadeem: So, what now?
Matt Murdock: You're gonna testify against Fisk, once you hire us to represent you.
Ray Nadeem: Represent me?
Foggy Nelson: As Nelson and Murdock, attorneys at law.
Foggy Nelson: I think you have Matt Murdock all wrong.
Ray Nadeem: Yeah, well, uh... I don't think I do. I think Matt Murdock is hiding a double life. Lawyer by day and criminal by night. And you and Ms. Page both know all about it.
Theo Nelson: Go do what you're good at. You're livin' the dream.
Foggy Nelson: Am I?
Theo Nelson: You're shittin' me.
Foggy Nelson: I had this idea of how things were gonna go. Matt and I talked a lot about what we'd do. Open our own firm. Help people. Get rich. I was the get rich part. He was the help people part. When he was around, I knew who I was. Now...
Foggy Nelson: Matt's dead. That's the first time I've said that out loud. I don't want to accept it, either. Especially since I'm the one who... you know... brought him the Devil suit.
Karen Page: No. Hey, don't... do that to yourself. You know that was his choice. He'd have gotten to that suit whether you brought it to him or not.
Foggy Nelson: I know. But it doesn't stop me from wishing I'd brought him some sweatpants instead.
Luke Cage: I'm not starting over, Mr. Nelson. I'm moving forward.
Foggy Nelson: People call me Foggy.
Luke Cage: And you let them?
Luke Cage: Do I know you?
Foggy Nelson: Franklin Nelson. I ran point on your case. We spoke on the phone... a lot.
Luke Cage: You spoke a lot.
Foggy Nelson: As long as it worked.
Foggy Nelson (about Matt): On the plus side, he gets to touch a lot of pretty girls... on their faces. Um, that's, you know, how he tells what people look like. Or at least that's what he tells the ladies. Although, he always seems to know which ones are hot before he puts his grubby little mitts on them. It's a real gift. He's like a sexual Rain Man.
Foggy Nelson: Matt bangs his cane around and says, "Am I in the right room?"
Karen Page: Where did you put his furniture?
Foggy Nelson: Dorm room across the hall.
Karen Page: Oh, God! Oh, I really wish I knew you guys back then.
Foggy Nelson: So you're gonna see us in court... where I will absolutely dismantle you, from the top of your salon blowout to the bottom of your overpriced pumps.
Marci Stahl: You would've killed it here, Foggy Bear. You never should have left.
Foggy Nelson: They're gonna shark attack me, Matt. Look at me, I'm delicious.
Matt Murdock: Well, take Karen.
Foggy Nelson: I mean, yeah, if she wants to.
Karen Page: Oh... sure. Never seen sharks feed up close before.
Matt Murdock: Try not to splash too much. It attracts 'em.
Foggy Nelson: You both are so funny.
Foggy Nelson: My mom wanted me to be a butcher, you know that?
Matt Murdock: Oh, not the butcher story.
Foggy Nelson: I said, "No, Mom, I want to be a lawyer." I don't remember what I said next.
Matt Murdock: No, you never do.
Foggy Nelson: Jesus. What happened to your eye?
Karen Page: Oh. Are you okay?
Matt Murdock: Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I just wasn't paying attention last night. It's my fault.
Foggy Nelson: You need a dog.
Matt Murdock: I'm not getting a dog.
Foggy Nelson: What? You don't like dogs? Who doesn't like dogs?
Karen Page: I... I love dogs.
Foggy Nelson: Everybody loves dogs.
Foggy Nelson: You should be out having a life, doing poppers and flapper dancing. I don't know what kids do these days.
Karen Page: We're the same age, Foggy.
Foggy Nelson: So you're saying I shouldn't be here, either?
Karen Page: Yeah.
Foggy Nelson: Fair enough. But I'm awkward and unfashionable. Those things don't seem to apply to you.