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Lorne: "Here you go, darling."
Fred: "Thanks."
Gunn: "You"re gonna eat all that?"
Fred: "Until I"m fat and happy."
Lorne: "Hmm, these look good, too."
Cordy: "How about that stuffing?"
Connor: "What are those?"
Cordy: "Sweet Potatoes."
Lorne: "Oh, pass those over here, doll."
Connor: "Are they good?"
Cordy: "Try them."
Lorne: "Back in Pylea they used to call me "sweet potato.""
Connor: "Really."
Lonre: "Yeah, well, the exact translation was "fragrant tuber" but..."
Cordy: "You"re not hungry?"
Angel: "No! I"m starving. It"s just... I wanna freeze this moment. You - Connor - all of us - safe - and happy - and together. Considering what we went through over the summer..."

Wes: "To family."
Angel: "To family."
Lorne: "As long as it is not mine!"
Cordy: "You can"t toast with an empty glass."

Angel: "It"s not bad luck, is it?"
Cordy: "Angel, relax. It"s over. Things are back the way they should be and nothing is ever going to break us apart again. And if anything tries I"m gonna have to go all glowy and personally kick it"s ass."
Angel: "I like it when you glow."
Cordy: "Well, play your cards right..."

Connor: "Do I have to watch this part?"
Angel: "I could poke your eyes out."
Connor: "Come on, dad! It"ll stick up like yours."
Angel: "You should be so lucky. Let"s eat!"

Fred: "Rolls?"
Gunn: "Hmm. Those look good."
Cordy: "Careful, those are hot."
Gunn: "Yeah! Now we"re talking."
Connor: "I like this stuff."
Cordy: "I thought you would."

Angel: "Can I get the, ah..."
Wes: "Delicious."
Fred: "Pass the carrots please."
Cordy: "Smells so good."
Gunn: "Hey, get your hands out of my plate."
Lorne: "Can I have the rolls?"
Wes: "Pass the salt please."
Fred: "Kill me now before my stomach explodes."
Cordy: "Hey, try the gravy."
Lorne: "Yeah, look, it comes in a little boat."

Angel: "Could I get that..."
"Cordy, what..."
Cordy: "Now look what you"ve done silly."

Connor: "Freeze the moment, dad. It"ll last forever."


Gunn: "Are you okay?"
Fred: "No. You?"
Gunn: "Noре."
Fred: "It"s nice we still do these things together."
Gunn: "How"re we doing?"
Fred: "About the same."
Gunn: "Hang on!"
"Now you"re ass better be insured!"

Bald vamp: "Now you ought to be worried about your own ass, mister! Couple of warm bloods rolling down *my* street, hustling my hermanos? Ain"t gonna fly, homey!"

Fred: "We"re just looking for the girl."
Gunn: "Tell us where she is and we"re gone."
Bad vamp: "Who? Marissa? I thought you guys were supposed to be a couple of detectives. Or was that before your buddy Angel went bye-bye?"
Gunn: "We found you, didn"t we?"
Bad vamp: "Yeah, and look what it got you!"

Fred: "We just want to talk to her, that"s all."

Bald vamp: "Condemned building on Figueroa, top floor, and tell her I want my CDs back, yeah?"
Gunn: "We"ll pass it along."
Bald vamp: "Nah, you know what? Better yet - I think I"ll tell her myself!"
"I see Angel left you a little toy toy, huh?"

Fred: "More than one."
Connor: "Did you see that? Wasn"t that cool? That was cool!"
Fred: "You"re not supposed to run off like that when we"re supposed to be working, honey. We"ve talked about that."
Connor: "The rest of the gang was getting away."
Gunn: "Then let them. What you don"t do is divide your strength."
Connor: "Sorry."
Fred: "We know things were different in Quortoth, but you"re in Los Angeles now. You'rе taking on a big responsibility."

Gunn: "Connor, you"ve got to start thinking about more than just yourself!"
Connor: "I know. - I know."
"That thing with the ax was cool, huh?"
Gunn: "Yeah, that was tight. Now you get to clean it."
Connor: "Vamps dust, nothing to clean."

Gunn: "Two coats of polish."
"We gonna tell him?"
Fred: "I don"t wanna get his hopes up again."

Gunn: "What about yours?"
Fred: "We have to keep trying."
Gunn: "I"m not saying that we shouldn"t but we"ve spent the last three months chasing one dead end after another trying to find Angel and Cordy, and the only thing we"re closing in on, is an eviction. Be a whole lot easier to handle this crap if Lorne was pitching in. Where is our future-reading, empath demon when we need him?"

Fred: "Mr. Big-hit-in-Vegas is too busy danke-schon-ing the tourists to care about us."

Gunn: "Did you try him again?"

Fred: "Like sixty times. He"s lost the mission, bro."
Gunn: "Well, we"re about to loose this whole place and you know you can"t say bro. - Alright. You need to start hustling up some paying clients."

Fred: "We will. As soon as I find Marissa. Can I say dawg?"
"Oh, this looks good. Condemned tenement on Figueroa. Could be her."
Gunn: "Evil Dead was probably just messing with us, and even if she"s there, not much chance she knows anything."

Fred: "Angel"s car was found down by the bluffs. That used to be her feeding ground. She might be able to tell us what happened - if we can find her."

Connor: "Find who?"
Angel: "Cordelia. - I didn"t think you were coming."
Cordy: "You know me better than that. Better than anybody."
Angel: "I don"t know if that"s true."
Cordy: "Yes. You do."
"It"s so beautiful here."
Angel: "Yes. Yes, it is. - Just the way it should be." "But it"s not. This isn"t how it happened."
Cordy: "I know. - I like this version better."

Angel: "It was Connor. He was here. He..."
Cordy: "I can"t remember what it was like - not knowing you, not being close to you. I"m in love with you Angel. Deep down I think I have been for a long time. I needed you to know that."
Angel: "I need you, Cordy. I need you."
"I"m sorry. I"m so sorry!"
Connor: "So why didn"t you tell me?"
Fred: "We wanted to be sure."
Gunn: "We don"t even know if this Marissa girl saw anything."
Connor: "But she could have."
Fred: "Maybe. We"re gonna go talk to her and find out."
Connor: "I"m coming with you."
Gunn: "No. It"s only one vamp. We can handle it."
Connor: "He"s my father! If she knows what happened to him I..."
Fred: "Okay. Go get your weapon."
Gunn: "You think that"s a good idea?"
Fred: "I"ll keep an eye on him."
Gunn: "Getting information is a finesse job. He"s a blunt instrument!"
Fred: "You wanna tell him no? You saw how much he"s hurting."
Gunn: "Well, how"s he gonna feel if all vampirella saw is sand and seaweed? This is it, Fred. No Angel, no Cordy. We can"t find Holtz. His psycho girlfriend"s gone. We got nothing."

Fred: "There"s still Wolfram and Hart."
Gunn: "Right. We just stroll into their heavily guarded law offices and ask Lilah, the evil bitch queen, for help finding out what happened to their archenemy, but, we"re kinda broke, so it"ll have to be pro bono."

Fred: "I didn"t say it would be easy."
Gunn: "How"s impossible? They"re too big. Without Angel we can"t afford pissing them off."
Fred: "Maybe we should think about asking..."

Gunn: "No."
Fred: "Well, I"m glad we talked it over."
Gunn: "We already asked him for help twice."
Fred: "Then we"ll ask him again."
Gunn: "Fred, Wesley doesn"t give a damn about us."
Fred: "Have we given him a reason to?"

Gunn: "He"s made his choice. Now he has to life with it."
Lilah: "Hmm. That didn"t suck. - Well - maybe just a little bit."
Wes: "Perhaps that is something we can expand on next time."

Lilah: "What makes you think there will be a next time?"
Wes: "Because you can"t resist me."

Lilah: "I think you have that backwards."

Wes: "Where are you going?"
Lilah: "Snack break"s over. Time I get back to work."
Wes: "And Wolfram and Hart does its best work after dark."
Lilah: "Sun"s bad for your complexion. Ask Angel. Oh, right. You can"t, because of the whole "wanting to smother you with a pillow" thing."
Wes: "Wouldn"t think kidnapping his son would have such a negative effect on our friendship."

Lilah: "You thought you were doing the right thing. I hear that can be confusing. - Have you tried talking to him? Maybe when he gets back you can..."
Wes: "I have no idea where Angel is, Lilah, or what happened to him. - And I really couldn"t care."
Lilah: "Wow. That was cold. I think we"re finally making progress. Come on. Doesn"t it bother you just a little bit? The not knowing?"

Wes: "That part of my life is dead. - Doesn"t concern me now."
Lilah: "No, it doesn"t."
Wes: "It"s time."
"Let"s go for a boat ride."
Justine: "So, what"s it gonna be tonight, captain? Bicycle, old tire, or maybe we"ll get *real* lucky and catch us nice shopping cart. Here"s a wacky thought: why don"t you swim down there yourself?"

Wes: "No contact. We"ll try the next grid."

Justine: "You really think finding Angel is going to change anything?"
Wes: "Everything changes."
Justine: "Well, I guess anything is better than sitting around in my cage all day with nothing to do but to fill my bucket."

Wes: "Perhaps you should have considered that before slitting my throat."

Justine: "The great Wesley Wyndham-Price, the shining beacon of all that"s good and pure. But wait, no! That"s before he started banging the enemy and keeping slave-girl in his closet."
Wes: "You were always a slave, Justine. You just couldn"t see the chains."
Justine: "Thanks, Swami, I"ll meditate on that."

Wes: "You think she would be disappointed?"

Justine: "Who?"
Wes: "Your sister. That"s where it all began, isn"t it? Sister murdered by a vampire, consumed by a need of revenge..."
Justine: "For justice!"
Wes: "Is that what you call it? Turning a son against his father."
Justine: "Angel got what he deserved."

Wes: "We all get what we deserve. - You and Holtz deserved each other. You two have so much in common. Pain, loss, deep seated lack of anything approaching humor."

Justine: "I don"t know. We had a few laughs. Getting you to steal Angel"s baby, now that was a good one."
Wes: "Better than tricking Connor into sinking his father to the bottom of the ocean?"
Justine: "Well, that was worth a couple of yuks, too."
Wes: "Not much of a plan though, was it, really? Easy to figure out which door to kick in when Angel went missing. And not much harder to persuade you to betray everything Holtz had given his life for. Not that it was worth very much. Well, you should know. You"re the one that ended it."
"I"ll take away your bucket."

Gunn: "Or we can do it the loud way."
Fred: "Doesn"t matter. Looks like she"s out."

Gunn: "Man, this is just nasty. I don"t know how people live like this."
Fred: "Helps to be dead."
Gunn: "Yeah, one more reason to stay pink and rosy."
Fred: "Word. - So, what do you think? From the smell I"m guessing she still lives here. Should we wait for her to come back, or..."

Connor: "No."
"We won"t have to."
Fred: "Marissa, stop! We just wanna talk."

Marissa: "I don"t know anything."
Gunn: "You psychic?"
Marissa: "No."
Gunn: "Then shut up and let us ask the question first."
Fred: "You know the bluffs down by the beach?"
Marissa: "No."
Gunn: "You used to feed there."
Marissa: "Oh. Those bluffs."
Gunn: "Three months ago a friend of ours went missing down there."
Marissa: "Tall, good looking, weird hair?"

Fred: "You saw him?"
Marissa: "I see a lot of things. What do you care."
Connor: "He"s my father. If you know what..."
Gunn: "You never let your guard down! How many times do..."
Fred: "Connor!"
Gunn: "If he ain"t dead I"m gonna kill him."
Connor: "What did you see?"
Marissa: "Look, whatever I saw, whatever didn"t see, it doesn"t matter, okay? Come on, handsome. It"ll be our little secret."

Gunn: "Connor!"
Fred: "Are you alright?"
Gunn: "Where is she?"
Connor: "She attacked me. I had no choice."

Gunn: "Maybe you would have if you weren"t always running off, playing hero! Do you know what you just did?!"
Fred: "Connor!"
Gunn: "Three months of this and he dusts our only lead!"
Fred: "You know how much he wants to find Angel. How do you think he feels?"

Gunn: "How am I supposed to know? It"s not like he talks to me."
Fred: "After everything he"s gone through, you need to be a little more patient, Charles. He"s just a boy."
Gunn: "Are you sure about that? Offspring of two vampires. Last time I checked that"s not supposed to happen. And - jumping off a six-story without busting your coconut kind of sways me to the side of not just a boy. I mean, come on, Fred. His nickname back in Quortoth was the destroyer. And unless you put Conan in front of that, I"m guessing it"s not a good sign."

Fred: "He"s Angel"s son. That"s all that matters."
Angel: "Beautiful, isn"t it?"
Connor: "The way it should be."
Angel: "What, no hug?"
Connor: "Just get it over with."
Angel: "What"s the rush? I"m not going anywhere."
Voice: "No, you"re not."
Vamp: "What are you laughing at?"
Angel: "I"ll tell you later."
Connor: Dad!
Angel: Thanks.
Lorne: "Now, go easy Mabel. Remember they"re paying to see the green."

Guy: "Two minutes."
Lorne: "Oh, thanks, sweetie. A bon soir."
Fred: "Lorne? Lorne! Hey, it"s Fred. I"ve been trying to get a hold of you."
Lorne: "Oh, I"m sorry, hon, I"ve been booked out the 'wha' and past the 'zoo'. If I get any hotter they"ll have to stamp me out."

Fred: "Lorne, I know you"re busy, but we really need your help. We had a lead but it, ah - kind of died. Did you talk to your connections? Have they heard anything about Angel or Cordy?"

Lorne: "No, not a peep. But if I miracle ear anything I"ll send up a smoke signal. Ah, that"s my cue. Take care of yourself and ah, and make sure fluffy is getting enough love."

Fred: "Lorne!"
Gunn: "Did he have anything?"
Fred: "No. And who"s fluffy? Are you fluffy?"

Gunn: "He called me fluffy?"
Fred: "He said make sure... Wait. You don"t - think he was referring to anything of mine that"s fluffy, do you? Because that would just be inappropriate."
Gunn: "Like deserting us? No leads, no clients, pretty soon no roof over my smooth delicate head."
Fred: "I could make you a paper hat. It"s gonna be okay. Angel and Cordy are out there somewhere and no matter what the Powers-That-Screw-You throw at us, we"re gonna find them."
Lilah: "You found Angel?"
Linwood: "Young Gavin"s had a breakthrough with the psychics."
Lilah: "Brain boys finally earning their keep. So, where is he?"

Gavin: "Well, I haven"t pinpointed his exact location yet, but I have ascertained that he"s safe and immobilized."
Lilah: "Really. Maybe you can lead them in a rousing chant and get them to muster up a little more vague."

Linwood: "He"s contained and out of play. Which suit our purposes just fine."
Lilah: "If our purpose is to get caught with our prophecies down. Angel is supposed to be a major player in the apocalypse. The little pet project the Senior partners have been working on since, oh, the beginning of time? Three months and all you"ve been able to ferret out is - nothing!"
Linwood: "Lilah, Gavin"s work with the psychics has uncovered some invaluable intel in a variety of unexpected areas. - Care to enlighten us?"

Lilah: "What I do on my personal time is none of Gavin"s business."
Linwood: "But everything is my business."
Lilah: "I"m not sleeping with him for information."
Linwood: "Please don"t tell me it"s the chiseled jaw. If you have his confidence we can play it to our advantage."

Lilah: "He doesn"t know anything. There"s nothing to take advantage of."
Linwood: "Except you. Staff meeting in an hour. Don"t be late. Gavin."
Wes: "Solid contact. Definitely metallic."
Justine: "Probably more junk. Could be anything down there."

Wes: "Better have a look then."
"Justine. Come on."
Justine: "Congratulations. You"re the *big* hero. Maybe your friends will throw you a party. I wonder what the cake"s gonna look..."

Wes: "Animal."
Justine: "What"s the hurry? It"s not like he"s going anywhere."
Wes: "A vampire can exist indefinitely without feeding, but the damage to the higher brain functions from prolonged starvation can be catastrophic."

Justine: "All the energy you"ve wasted to save that thing. For what? A happy ending? Everything like it was? He *hates* you. They all do. And they"re never going to take you back."

Connor: "Is this going to be the yelling thing again?"
Fred: "No. No yelling."
Connor: "He looks like he"s gonna yell."

Gunn: "I do not."
Connor: "He always looks like he"s gonna yell."

Gunn: "I"m not gonna yell!"
Fred: "Where have you been?"
Connor: "Out."
Gunn: "We were worried."
Connor: "I"m sorry. I shouldn"t run off alone. You"d think I"d know that by now."

Gunn: "It"s that big, thick mellon!"
"Your dad"s got one just like it."
"Angel"s always flying off, getting himself into trouble."
Connor: "I"m not like him."
Gunn: "You"re not as strong yet, but..."
Connor: "Like I care what you think?"

Gunn: "What did you say?"
Fred: "It"s been a long night. Why don"t you go wash up."
Connor: "I"m fine."
Gunn: "I try to be nice and you see what he does? He just keeps pushing. It"s like - it"s like he wants me to lose it."

Fred: "He"s testing you. With Angel gone, you"re the alpha male."
Gunn: "Damn straight."
Fred: "Don"t let it go to your head."
Gunn: "That"s not the direction it"s flowing."
"Let it ring."
Fred: "What if it"s a client?"
Gunn: "Then the big dog better close the deal."
"Angel Investigations."
Angel: "Why is it like this?"
Lorne: "Well, that"s the age-old, bubby. I"ll fire you off a postcard if I"ll noodle the answer."

Angel: "Life should be beautiful and bright. But, no matter how hard I try, everything I touch - turns to ashes."

Lorne: "Well, there goes that encouraging hug I was planning. Snap to, buckaroo. The only one turning to ashes is that patricidal pup of yours. Hell, I"d take him out myself if I wasn"t just a crappy hallucination."

Wes: "How is he?"
Lorne: "How do you think?"
Justine: "He won"t shut up."
Angel: "I have to stop him."
Lorne: "You wanna bitch-slap sour-puss over there for practice? I"m your cheering section."

Wes: "Angel?"
Angel: "I have to do it."
Wes: "Shh. You need to rest now."
Lorne: "Hush, little baby, don"t say a word. Mamma"s gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird don"t sing..."
Angel: "I should have killed you."
Justine: "And me without my camera."

Wes: "He"s been down there too long. Pig"s blood isn"t enough. He needs more substantial nourishment."
Justine: "Like what?"
"Oh, screw you. I"m not feeding that thing."
Wes: "Your blood"s too thin."
Linwood: "Alright, we"ve got a lot of ground to cover, so let"s get right to it. But first let"s talk about Lilah. Everybody had a chance to review her file? Good. Recommendations?"

Lilah: "If I could just have a few minutes to explain..."
Gavin: "I think your record speaks for itself."

Linwood: "Volumes. Your failures at Wolfram and Hart outstrip your successes by and uncomfortable margin. Perhaps you would fair better at a less central office."

Gavin: "One of the third world dimensions maybe."
Lilah: "I"m sorry."
Linwood: "What was that?"
Lilah: "I said, I"m sorry. I"ve made mistakes, but *fear* was never one of them."

Linwood: "Is there something you would like to share?"
Lilah: "Why haven"t we contained the vampire offspring for study?"
Linwood: "We"re assessing that situation."
Lilah: "The same way you"re assessing Angel? Then why aren"t we trying to pinpoint Angel"s location?"
Linwood: "Lilah, this is *my* corner of the sky. *I* decide when the sun rises and when it sets. Lack of long-term vision has always been one of your shortcomings."

Lilah: "And lack of courage has always been one of yours. You"re afraid - of Angel and his son. And that"s the reason for your daring strategy of "wait and see", isn"t it? You"re afraid. And fear breeds weakness."
Linwood: "Oh. I"m hurt. Is that *really* what you think of me?"
Lilah: "Yes. And Mr. Suvarta agrees with me."

Linwood: "You spoke to a Senior Partner?"

Lilah: "He was really very helpful. He had some great hints on office furniture."

Linwood: "This is outrageous! Are you actually telling me that you went over my head?"

Lilah: "Just under it, actually."
"Mr. Suvarta didn"t think Linwood"s sky was sunny enough. You"re all reporting to me now. Get out."

"Please - remove that."
Connor: "What?"
Fred: "Brought you a snack."
Connor: "I"m not hungry."
Fred: "You"re always hungry."
Connor: "What is it?"
Fred: "Bologna."
Connor: "No tomatoes?"
Fred: "No tomatoes."
"What do you say?"
Connor: "Thank you."
Fred: "Your welcome."
Connor: "Is he still mad?"
Fred: "What so you think?"
Connor: "Sorry."
Fred: "I can"t imagine what you"ve been through, Connor, being taken away by Holtz, raised in that place. It must have been horrible. I know you"re still hurting but - I promise, it"s not nearly as much as you"re gonna hurt for what you did to your father."

"You think that"s what Angel felt? When you did it to him? Did he scream like you?"

Connor: "Why are you doing this?"
Gunn: "Nah-ah. Don"t even try it."
Fred: "We got a call from an old friend tonight."

Gunn: "Been playing a little Ahab.
He"s out there right now puttering around on his boat."
Fred: "With Angel."
Gunn: "That"s right, Sparky, Daddy"s coming home. And I"m guessing there"s going to be a spanking."
Fred: "He"s been down there, all alone, for three months - and you knew!"
Gunn: "Is that what you did to Cordy? Stuff her in a box some place?"
Fred: "How could you do that to us? We took you into our home. We cared for you, and all this time... How could you do that?!"
"How could you do that?!"
Gunn: "Fred!"
Justine: "He"ll turn on you!"
"He won"t be able to help it. That"s what he is. Sooner or later he will turn on you - and all your friends!"
"You"re just gonna leave me here?"

Wes: "You can continue to be a slave, Justine - or you can live your life. Your choice."

Fred: "I would have done anything for him. Now all I wanna do is hurt him."

Connor: "Go ahead. Hurt me some more, Fred."
Fred: "Shut up!"
Connor: "You think I care? You get used to it."

Fred: "You don"t feel anything, do you? There"s nothing inside."
Connor: "Why don"t you open me up and find out."
Fred: "How could you do that to your father?"

Connor: "That thing is not my father."
Gunn: "Yes, he is."
Connor: "He got what he deserved."
Fred: "And how soon before we deserved it?"

Wes: "I believe you"re looking for this."
Fred: "Angel."
"Oh, my god."
Gunn: "Is he gonna be all right?"
Wes: "In time - maybe."
Gunn: "He"s out of it."
Fred: "Oh god."
Gunn: "It"s okay."
Fred: "Look at him."
Gunn: "It"s gonna be okay."
Fred: "What do we do? Wesley..."
"Where are you going?"
Wes: "I"m done here."
Gunn: "What took you so long to tell us about Connor?"
Fred: "You knew what he could do to us."
Wes: "You"re humen. He wouldn"t have hurt you. I thought you were safer not knowing."

Fred: "We were safer? You really don"t care anymore, do you?"

Wes: "He"ll need more blood. I"m fresh out."

Fred: "It"s okay. God, he"s freezing."
Gunn: "I"ll get some more blankets."
Fred: "Connor!"
Angel: "Sit - down."
Connor: "You"re too weak to take me."

Angel: "You really think that?"
"So - how was your summer? Mine was fun. Saw some fish. Went mad with hunger. Hallucinated a whole bunch."
Connor: "You deserved worse."
Angel: "Because I killed Holtz - except I didn"t. I tried telling you that while you were busy offshore dumping me, but I didn"t know the whole score. - Holtz killed himself. Actually - he had your buddy Justine do it with an ice pick. Just to make you hate me."

Connor: "Even if - you still deserved it."

Angel: "What I deserve is open to debate. - But understand there is a difference between wishing vengeance on someone - and taking it. - So now - the questions becomes: - what do you deserve?"
"Daddy"s not finished talking."
"Wesley told me everything that"s been going on. So, as far as I"m concerned what you *deserve* rests on one answer: Did you do something to Cordelia?"

Connor: "No."
Fred: "He"s lying."
Connor: "No, I"m not."
Gunn: "No way she just *happened* to disappear the same night."
Connor: "I"m telling the truth, okay?"
Angel: "I know. - I can tell."
"You"ve done enough lying for me to know the difference. The truth has a better sound to it, less nasal, you know? - Get up."
"What you did to me - was unbelievable, Connor. - But then I got stuck in a hell dimension by my girlfriend one time for a hundred years, so three months under the ocean actually gave me perspective. Kind of a M. C. Esher perspective - but I did get time to think.
About us, about the world. - Nothing in the world is the way it ought to be. - It"s harsh, and cruel. - But that"s why there"s us. Champions. It doesn"t matter where we come from, what we"ve done or suffered, or even if we make a difference. We live as though the world was what it should be, to show it what it can be. - You"re not a part of that yet. - I hope you will be. I love you, Connor. Now get out of my house."

Fred: "Angel!"
Angel: "All that talking really takes it out of you."
Fred: "You need rest."
Angel: "I need Cordy - now. Wherever she is, whatever she"s going through, we have to find her."
Cordy: "God, I am so bored."

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