Helga Jace: Violet, a moment, please. I have difficult news.
Violet Harper: [GASPS] Did Brion find out Gabrielle Daou helped kill his parents?
Helga Jace: No, no. This is about your origins.
Violet Harper: Oh, you mean that I am Gabrielle's corpse brought back to life by the living energy of a dead Mother Box.
Helga Jace: Yes, that. The ramifications created some concerns. So, I tested hair follicles from your hair brush to check your DNA, and Well There's just no easy way to say this. I'm sorry, Violet, but you're dying.
Klarion the Witch Boy: Stop worrying. Project Cucumber is right on schedule.
Klarion the Witch Boy: Rutabaga? Please. This is a top-secret operation for the Light. Who'd choose the name Project Rutabaga for that?
Klarion the Witch Boy: Well, if I named it Project Rutabaga, then Project Rutabaga it is. Now, stop trying to ruin my fun, Teekl. And what's more fun than tormenting children?
Klarion the Witch Boy: Yes, tormenting puppies is fun, but I wouldn't say it's more fun.
Klarion the Witch Boy: Oh, fine time for you to be knocked unconscious by an elephant. Now I'm losing grip of the mortal plane.
Klarion the Witch Boy: You've got a lot of nerve, kid. You're a stage magician, and I am a Chaos Lord. Now, what brave punishments can we devise for little Miss So-not-a-thing?
Violet Harper: [after Harper kisses her] I have a boyfriend.
Harper Row: So do I.
[Harper and Violet kiss again]
Maria Garcia: Gracias. Thank you. What will you do with these others?
Beast Boy: Those with family in Cuba can stay, of course. But many of these kids were trafficked here from other countries. They'll be given the opportunity to go home or they can come to the meta-human youth center in Taos, New Mexico. Either way, we've got them covered.
Static: Much better catchphrase.
Ramon Bracuda: You Justice Leaguers should not be here!
Beast Boy: Hey, the League's cool, but we're Outsiders. And we're just trying to do the right thing for kids like us.
Tara Markov: Yes, my training was a bit rough.
Artemis Crock: I understand. Trust me. My dad, Sportsmaster, he was just like that. Borderline abusive on good days. But that's not my style.