Still one of the best written shows on TV.
Boyd: Raylan Givens.
Raylan: Look at you, hopping to like Mr. Hospitality. Must be hiding something good.
Boyd: Not I.
Raylan: Surely something good is going on inside.
Boyd: Well, you do have a tendency to interlope in moments of high drama, but this ain't one of those moments.
Raylan: Do you even know when you're lying anymore, or is it just like blinking?
Boyd: What do you want, Raylan? Leftover chicken? It's all been et.
Raylan: What happened to the big, bad man called out 24 hours to get 'er done?
Boyd: Afraid I don't understand your reference, Raylan.
Raylan: I'm asking where your balls are at. You gonna pull off the job, Boyd, or am I gonna die of anticipation?
Boyd: Is that why you came ... help me find my balls?
Raylan: I came to tell you I'm tired of waiting, tired of the bull****. I been lying to you, Boyd.
Boyd: Well, now we're getting somewhere.
Raylan: Keeping up the fiction that I got all manner of things tying me to Kentucky ... things that forestall my moving to Florida. But there is only the one thing ... you.
Boyd: You wanna lean in for a kiss?
Raylan: Is that what you think this is ... another one of your love stories?
Boyd: Oh, well, I do like happy endings.
Raylan: Well, this is one of them classic stories, where the hero gets his man, then he rides off into the sunset.
Boyd: [laughs] Or maybe it's like that other classic, where a guy chases a whale to the ends of the Earth, only to drown for his troubles.
Raylan: I got to admit, there's a small part of me that's gonna miss this when it's over.
Boyd: [chuckles] Well, don't eulogize the past till the future gets its turn.