"Every time I've spoken to you, you've never spoken back, although given our mutual disdain, I can't blame you for the silent treatment. Perhaps I'm speaking to the wrong audience. Can you hear me? Are you even capable of language, or do you only understand depravity? Peter, is that you? Stop hiding in my thoughts and come out. Have the courage in death that you never had in life. Come out, look me in the eye and say what you need to say. There is no solace above or below. Only us - small, solitary, striving, battling one another. I pray to myself, for myself."

"Do you feel that? The kicking? I won't let people like you fuck up the world my child has to live in. If I have to tell a few lies to do that... I've learned one valuable thing from you."
[to Claire, after putting Clair's hand on her belly]

Raymond Tusk: "I'm must say, I'm surprised, Frank. You have a reputation for pragmatism."
Francis Underwood: "And I've also avoided a reputation for indentured servitude."
Raymond Tusk: "I never make an offer more than twice, Frank. Tell me now if I can count on your cooperation."
Francis Underwood: "You're not offering cooperation, you demanding tutelage. So let me make *you* a proposal. I am absolutely willing to work together as equals. I will take your opinions seriously, just as the president does. But I will not bind myself to them in advance. If that doesn't interest you, fair enough. Good luck finding a vice president in the next four days who will prove as pragmatic as I. You can't purchase loyalty Raymond. Not the sort I have in mind. If you want to earn my loyalty, then you have to offer yours in return. And if we can agree to that - well, you're a man with imagination."