Owen: Tosh, do you really think I look like a rodent?

Jack: I let go of his hand. It was the worst day of my life. It's the last day I want to remember.

Tosh: You write about artifacts in your diary?
Ianto: Among other things.

Adam: What's wrong?
Ianto: My diary. You're not in it. Everyone else is. Why would I leave you out when you've been here so long? Like I'm remembering a man who doesn't exist.

Adam: All human record is a lie. You twist it into what you want to believe.

Rhys: Do you remember that?
Gwen: No. It felt like the first time. But it was nice.

Adam: Jack, you know me. You recruited me three years ago.
Jack: All I know is that when I think of my team I see you there but I don't feel anything for you. No pride, no warmth.

Jack: Let me take you back to before we all met.

Owen: I don't do flowers. And I definitely don't do apologies.

Jack: I found your diary. And for the record, measuring tapes never lie.