Supergirl, Season 3

Edge:
You know, I was thinking. He must've really hated her. You ever wonder what that feels like? That kind of... hate? Because I don't think you're capable of it.

Supergirl:
[moves in closer to Edge] You have no idea what I am capable of.

Edge:
This about me, now? Because when you got mad at me, you dumped me on a cargo ship in the middle of the sea. [shrugs] But a hassle. Cost me a few hours. Thirty bucks in dry cleaning. I don't know what kinda hippy-dippy justice you practice on your planet, sweetheart, but this is the real world. It's dog-eat-dog out here. Now, if I had an enemy, I'd crush her. Without mercy. Let's say , for instance, I was your enemy. Hmm? The thing for you to do right now would be to kill me. [Supergirl does nothing as Edge stares her down] But you capes. You don't have what it takes. Do you? [Supergirl stares down Edge, but still does nothing] Yeah. I didn't think so. You can leave the way you came in. I think the cleaning crew enjoyed the show.