Nick Fury: Before it was torn apart, S.H.I.E.L.D. was a lot of moving parts. But guys like you were the heart. Now... You'll be the head. (gives Coulson a cube)
Phil Coulson: What is it?
Nick Fury: A toolbox. To help you build it back up.
Phil Coulson: You want me to start over? Rebuild S.H.I.E.L.D.?
Nick Fury: From scratch. Take your time. And do it right.
Phil Coulson: You got a chance to express all your feelings?
Melinda May: Is he still breathing?
Phil Coulson: I guess she kept some of it to herself.
Melinda May: He's having trouble speaking. I think I fractured his larynx.
Phil Coulson: Oh, good. Your attempt to cross off Fitz and Simmons failed. But Fitz may never be the same again. So, I'm gonna invent new ways to ruin the rest of your life. And we'll do whatever's necessary to get HYDRA intel from you, but your torture? That's gonna be internal.
Melinda May: And a little bit external.
Phil Coulson: Sure, some of that. But you devoted your entire life to a deranged narcissist who never gave a damn about anyone, and now he's dead. And you've got the rest of your life to wrestle with the question, "Who are you without him?"
Nick Fury: I went to great pains to make sure you didn't die the first time.
Phil Coulson: Well, now's probably not the best time, but I'd like to have a lengthy conversation with you about that. It might get loud.
Nick Fury: And I owe you that, but right now, we owe Garrett a punch in the teeth. Wouldn't you say?
Leo Fitz: I couldn't live if you didn't.
Jemma Simmons: I feel the same way. There has to be another way.
Leo Fitz: You're taking it.
Jemma Simmons: Why would you make me do this? You're my best friend in the world!
Leo Fitz: Yeah, and you're more than that, Jemma. I couldn't find the courage to tell you. So please. Let me show you.
Jemma Simmons: I like to think about the first law of thermodynamics. That no energy in the universe is created and...
Fitz-Simmons: None is destroyed.
Jemma Simmons: That means every bit of energy inside us, every particle will go on to be a part of something else. Maybe live as a dragonfish. A microbe. Maybe burn in a supernova 10 billion years from now. And every part of us now was once a part of some other thing. A moon, a storm cloud, a mammoth...
Leo Fitz: A monkey.
Jemma Simmons: A monkey. Thousands and thousands of other beautiful things that were just as terrified to die as we are. We gave them new life. A good one, I hope. It's fitting we're down here together, Fitz. This is where all life began. On our planet, anyway.
Leo Fitz: Ward, look at me.
Jemma Simmons: Think about this!
Leo Fitz: Ward, just turn around! Don't do it! Don't do it, Ward! Okay, you don't have to do this.
Jemma Simmons: Ward!
Leo Fitz: You don't have to. You have a choice. Ward, look at me! I know that you care about us, Ward!
Grant Ward: You're right. I do. It's a weakness.
Leo Fitz: Ward, please. I need to understand.
Jemma Simmons: You need to accept the truth, Fitz. He doesn't care about us. About anything.
Leo Fitz: No, I don't believe that. We're friends, aren't we? We've been friends. We've had laughs together. I know that you're a good person, Ward. And you can choose right now to be good. It's a choice.
Skye: You know, I never gave you enough credit for this whole Zen warrior thing. But I got to admit, it'd be nice to feel nothing right now.
Melinda May: You think I don't feel anything?
Skye: Look at you. You're a statue. And you and Ward had a thing. So if anyone should be furious...
Melinda May: I am. I'm furious. But I'm sure as hell not gonna waste it on a tantrum. I'm gonna mine it. Save it. And when we find Ward, I'm gonna use every bit of it to take him down.
Skye: Wish I knew how to use that hate-fu.
Melinda May: I'm up most mornings at 5:00.
Skye: It's got to be so hard, living a double life like that. Getting close to people only to turn on them. I don't know how Garrett did it.
Grant Ward: Garrett?
Skye: Think about all that time he spent as your S.O., getting to know you, being your mentor, only to lie to your face, betray you like that.
Grant Ward: It was difficult to accept. But, thankfully, that's over.
Skye: Because you took care of him.
Grant Ward: Can we not discuss this right now?
Skye: If you had one more moment, before you shot him in the back of the head so heroically, if he was sitting right here, and you could say anything you want, what would you say?
Grant Ward: Skye!
Skye: Would you say he's disgusting? Would you tell him he's a disgusting, backstabbing traitor? Or to rot in hell?
Phil Coulson: There's gotta be something here! This means something! (his badge with coordinates on it) This has to mean something. The world needs us. HYDRA is out there. We cannot let them win. We cannot let them define us. Do you understand that? We are not agents of nothing! We are Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and that still carries weight. It has to carry weight after everything we've been through. That carries weight!