Laurel Lance: Why are you here, Ollie?

Oliver Queen: To apologize. It was my fault. I wanted to ask you not to blame her.

Laurel Lance: For what? Falling under your spell. How could I possibly blame her for doing the same things that I did?

Oliver Queen: I never meant to...

Laurel Lance: She was my sister. I couldn't be angry because she was dead. I couldn't grieve because I was so angry. That's what happens when your sister dies while screwing your boyfriend. We buried an empty coffin... Because her body was at the bottom of the ocean where you left her. It should have been you.

Oliver Queen: I know that it's too late to say this, but I'm sorry.

Laurel Lance: Yeah, I'm sorry, too. I'd hoped that you'd rot in hell a whole lot longer than 5 years.