- Harold Gunderson: Louis, how did you get in here?
- Louis Litt: I told them I was your uncle - though how they could believe that we share the same DNA is beyond me.
- Harold Gunderson: This is about your trial, isn't it?
- Louis Litt: You're goddamn right it is! Why the hell would you do that to me?
- Harold Gunderson: I had no choice. I was subpoenaed.
- Louis Litt: It was a mock trial. You could have refused.
- Harold Gunderson: What do you want from me, Louis?
- Louis Litt: I want to yell at you!
- Carl McTaggart: Oh, you're not room service.
- Mike Ross: No, I'm not, but I do need to talk to Colonel Mariga.
- Carl McTaggart: And I need to stop paying alimony to my cheating ex-wife, but that's not going to happen.
- Mike Ross: If you let me in, maybe I can make that happen.
- Carl McTaggart: And how the hell are you gonna make that happen?
- Mike Ross: I'm a lawyer.
- Carl McTaggart: You don't look like a lawyer to me.
- Mike Ross: Okay, all right. You got me. Look, I'm not... I'm not a lawyer. In fact, between you and me, I'm a complete fraud.
- Stephen Huntley: Now, if you're so appalled by how business is done, may I suggest that you return all of your designer clothes that you look so ravishing in, because they're paid for by the dirty work this firm does.
- Donna Paulsen: We don't kill people.
- Stephen Huntley: You mean chemical companies that Harvey represents or car companies that Harvey defends? How about insurance providers whose claims he helps deny?
- Donna Paulsen: Don't bring him into this.
- Stephen Huntley: He's always been in this.
- Donna Paulsen: You know what? I've had enough of this. I didn't really cut off your shit to get your attention. I cut it off because you don't need it anymore. You're fired.
- Harvey Specter: Why should we trust a man who sent Stephen over here to cover his ass?
- Edward: I sent Stephen over here because I care about Ava, which is why I sent him to the E. I. R. in the first place. I had no idea he would do what he did, and I have been trying to fix it ever since.
- Louis Litt: I know you, Harold. I know that you gargle before meetings that make you nervous - and I... smell... mint.