Wesley: "We made you some tea."
Cordy: "It"s on the table right there in front of you."
Angel: "Table seems far."
Cordy: "Ahhh, you must be all worn out from sleeping for the last three days. It"s like living with the world"s oldest teenager - he can"t be having a growth spurt at two hundred and forty-eight, could he?"
Angel: "Two hundred and forty-seven."
Cordy: "According to my figures, if we are frugal and garner some paying clientele soon, we"re financially sound through last Wednesday."
Wesley: "What? Where"s it all going?"
Cordy: "Well, there"s the fixed costs - the mortgage on the giant hotel, my salary - there"s lots of other..."
Wesley: "What about my salary? That"s fixed, too."
Cordy: "What if - every time you identified the demon in one of your big old books, we gave you ten bucks - or a chicken pot pie."
Wesley: "Oh wait, I have another idea. - No! Get a vision."
Cordy: "It"s not like you just hit me in the head and WHAM it happens."
Wesley: "What if we test that theory with one of my big old books?"
Angel: "Children, quit bickering. Something will turn up. - Something always does."
Angel: "Like that."
Angel: "Are you all right? You"re sure you don"t want to sit down?"
Cordy: "If I sit I throw up in my head."
Wesley: "Did it look like this?"
Cordy: "No, more mushy and more moldy - It was growing right out of the wall!"
Angel: "Maybe I"ll just:"
Cordy: "Mush monster"s not going anywhere, it"s the place we"ve got to find -
its disciples are human, they"re killing each other. I think the fight is over how to worship it."
Angel: "This is why personally I rarely go to church. I thought it was funny."
Darla: "So did I."
"God I miss you:"
Wesley: "Well, what did the place look like?" Angel: "Ah. Didn"t doze off - here I am - where were we?"
Wesley: "Trying to ascertain the location in Cordelia"s vision."
Angel: "Ascertaining, here we go."
Cordy: "You"re so weird lately.
It felt sacred - in a twisted demonic kind of way, it"s-it"s underground, like in a tank or something: full of pillars."
Angel: "Like a water tank."
Cordy: "Could be."
Angel: "Saint Bridget"s, in Fremont. A convent, built on native burial grounds.
The land"s cursed, they had eight murders in two years before the whole place burned to the ground - which is nothing compared to what happened at Our Lady of Lochenbee...
I have a thing for convents.
Anyway the state bought Saint Bridget"s and dug a water tank there.
We"re gonna need some muscle.
Call Gunn, he"s on the payroll now."
Wesley: "Right - but not in a fixed way like me. He"s more an outside contractor - do you think we can really afford..."
Wesley: "Calling Gunn."
Gunn: "You are not paying me enough for this. My uncle Theo always said never buy a dull plow and never get in the middle of a religious war."
Cordy: "You really have an Uncle Theo?"
Gunn: "No, but it"s still good advice."
Angel: "So, what do you think, a thrall demon?"
Angel: "So kill the Big Ugly, it un-thralls the groupies and they stop killin" each other."
Wesley: "Absolutely. Yes. That"s the theory. Thrall demons can be tricky."
Cordy: "Well, at least they"re killing each other and not..."
Gunn: "Angel, I"ll try to get fat head - watch my back.
Or just keep beatin" on that big guy."
Wesley: "Angel, it"s over. Stop, it"s over
Gunn: "So this whole teamwork deal, that"s a thing of the past now?"
Angel: "Job got done. Take the car, I need to..."
Wesley: "He"s just - he hasn"t been sleeping well lately."
Cordy: "He"s off his game."
Gunn: "Since when is it a game?"
Angelus: "I thought we were meeting in the Square."
Darla: "I ran into Lord Nichols horrid little man.
He was propositioning a streetwalker and dickering over the price - can you imagine? I told him I"d do him for nothing."
Angelus: "You"re very charitable."
Darla: "I so loathe cheap royalty."
Angelus: "They all taste the same to me."
Darla: "Mmmmmm - my boy does have the touch."
Angelus: "Why"d you kill the streetwalker?"
Darla: "Oh - I just liked her. - Guess what"s next?"
Angelus: "What is it?"
Darla: "Surprise. You have to guess."
Angelus: "The three daughters - all virgins."
Angelus: "The one in the middle has something delicate and unique: Did you find me a Saint?"
Darla: "Better than that - she has the sight."
She sees the future.
She is pure innocence, yet she sees what"s coming, she knows what I"m going to do to her. I"ll really have to come up to snuff for this one."
Darla: Now you"re learning. Down boy, let the plum ripen."
Angelus: "You always come up something new."
Darla: "Keeps me young."
Hot-dog: Here you go, sir. Franks!
A dollar off! Franks! Franks! Dollar off with coupon. Hot dogs! Franks! A dollar off
with your coupon.
Harold: "I really need some help.
They say he handles things - you know, unusual things.
I"d like to see him right away."
Cordy: "And he wants to see you - just as soon as he returns from an important case. Why don"t I take a preliminary report and give you a list of convenient payment plans."
Harold: "Well, it"s my wife, Claire, she"s really a lovely..."
Wesley: "Go on, it"s all right."
Harold: "She gets abducted by aliens, on a regular basis."
Cordy: "From outer space?"
Harold: " It"s more common than people realize - one minute she"s there and the next - she always comes back in a day or so."
Wesley: "What is it you"d like us to do, Mr. Jeakins?"
Harold: "I trust Claire - but I found this receipt from the Franklin Hotel weekend before last when she was supposed to be in - the Trifid Nebula!"
Cordy: "I"m sure we can get to the bottom of this."
Harold: "I mean if it"s not aliens...
Cordy: "Mr. Jeakins, say hello to your new best friend."
Harold: "Do you think my wife"s cheating on me?"
Cordy: "Oh, he-he really likes you, he"s jumping right in."
Harold: "He"s taking the...? He didn"t seem that..."
Wesley: "Oh he"s eccentric, all the great are. Sherlock Holmes, Phillip Marlowe..."
Harold: "Those are fictional characters."
Wesley: "Right you are! Which gives Angel rather a leg up when you come to think it."
Cordy: "That"s a terrific way to treat our customers - especially since we so many of them." "See his file?
He has Visa, MasterCard and a problem -
he"s our target audience.
But if you want to be rude, I guess it"s your shop:
Angel? What are you:? What are you... personal bubble. Personal bubble!"
Wesley: "I need to speak to you, man to man. Cordelia, you may not want to be here for this. Was it something I did?"
Cordy: "He was feeling my hair."
Angel: "I"m sorry, I-I didn"t mean to - I-I"ve been so out of it - lately, because of her. - I saw her - here in town. Last night."
Cordy: "Oh no, not again. Look, I like Buffy as much as the next..."
Angel: "Not Buffy, Darla."
Wesley: "Darla, the vampire? Your sire?"
Angel: "I"ve been dreaming about her like crazy. And the dreams have been so -
I thought I was losing my my mind.
But she"s back, she"s alive."
Wesley: "What you"re saying is impossible. You staked her to dust three half years ago."
Angel: "I know that. I also know it was her."
Wesley: "Vampires don"t come back from the dead."
Angel: "I did. And I saw her. I"m not crazy!"
Angel: "Right between the clowns the big, talking hot dog. Walking on the promenade."
Wesley: "You said yourself you"ve been dreams. Maybe it"s guilt over killing your sire..."
Cordy: "Right, guilt. Who loves guilt like you love guilt?
You know what you need?
You need to go to work.
We just got an exciting new case: could be aliens could be adultery. It"s a corker!"
Angel: "Maybe I"m dreaming about her because she"s here..."
Wesley: "And maybe you think she"s here because you"re dreaming about her."
Darla "He"s falling apart."
Lindsey: "That"s wonderful. Unhinging a man with all his particular and weaknesses takes a lot of work."
Darla: "I created a lot of those strengths and weaknesses. I think I have a pretty good handle on them."
Lindsey: "We"re counting on that. You"ve given us more information on Angel than we had when he first got here.
Nobody knows him better than you do. - Especially the side we"re interested in."
Darla: "So, what is the plan exactly? - I tease him to death?"
Lindsey: "We don"t want him dead. We want him dark.
And there is no better way to a man"s dark side than to awaken his - nastier urges, is there?"
Darla: "He did that to you. What"s it feel like?"
Lindsey: "Doesn"t feel like anything."
Darla: "Can I?" "It"s very smooth. - You don"t feel anything."
Lindsey: "Not in my hand. How is it - seeing him again?"
Lindsey: "He betrayed you."
Darla: " Everyone betrays you, that"s not what eats you in the long winter"s night..."
Lindsey: "Yeah? What does?"
Darla: "Missed opportunities. - He got a soul and it sickened me.- All that power wasted on a whiny mopey do-gooder.
God, I could eat his eyeballs."
Lindsey: " Our plans for Angel are a little more long term than that - but if you can"t help yourself, then, by all means, be my guest."
Darla: "You"re fun for a human."
Lindsey: "I have a particular interest in this guy - a lot of people do.
Police scanner: "...four-thirteen in progress at the corner of Yucca and Ivar - unit six is responding..."
Kate: "Jack, what brings you to Siberia?"
Jack: "Hello Kate."
Kate: "You been sick?"
Kate: "Busy then - too busy to pick up a phone and say hi?"
Kate: "We were friends. - I thought you were different."
Jack: "Hey, I went to bat for you - I stuck my neck out when they decided to move you out of downtown. But you don"t like mainstream work, you"ve got the scanner going day and night, chasing the bizarre and grotesque, what, did you think they"d promote you?
A - friend of a friend thought you might want this."
Jack: "Stay out of trouble."
Man: "You sure about this, right in the middle of the day?"
Claire: "Marty, the aliens abduct me when the mood hits and the mood hit pretty hard this morning right about the time Harold left for work."
Man: "No kiddin", yeah?"
Claire: "Of course if you"re not in the mood..."
Man: "No, no, I"m in the mood, I"m deep in the mood. I"m going to abduct you right now and conduct my own probe. It"s just I still got a lota repairs..."
Claire: "Well, I hope nothing important is broken."
Man: "No, no. It all works."
Claire: "So lets go upstairs."
Angel: "Claire, hold on."
Claire: "Do I - know you?"
Angel: "I"ve been listening. I"m over here behind some plant with this machine recording you two, while my associates here
been tailing you around all day taking pictures. I don"t like doing this.
It"s crass. Your husband knows.
Go home. Tell him the truth. Work it out or - leave. I don"t care. But this..."
Cordy: " What was that? We had a paying client."
Angel: "Not everything is worth getting paid for."
Cordy: "Easy to say when you don"t need food to survive."
Angel: "That"s her."
Darla: "Oh, I"m sorry..."
Angel: "I guess you didn"t take that whole "dusk to dusk" thing to heart, huh?
What are you trying to do - pass as human?"
Darla: "Excuse me."
Angel: "I know your voice, Darla. I can smell you."
Darla: "I don"t know what you"re talking about. Now just leave me alone?"
Angel: "I don"t know what kind of game you"re trying to play, but you"re not gonna win."
Wesley: "Angel, I really think..."
Hotel security guy: " Is everything all right?"
Darla: "No. This man, he"s trying to - my name is DeEtta Kramer. My husband is outside right now getting our car right now. I don"t know anyone named Darla."
Angel: "I know it"s you. And I know you"re not going out into that sun anytime soon."
Darla: "Stephen! Stephen!"
Stephen: "Are you okay?"
Cordy: "That was really fun, the humiliation, running from the hotel security staff - and the nifty little outfit, which seemed to tell so many conventioneers "pet me, I"m a whore."
Wesley: "It wasn"t pleasant but at there"s a silver lining."
Cordy: "What silver lining?"
Wesley: "The woman walked into direct sunlight - obviously she"s not a vampire, obviously Angel - made a mistake."
Cordy: "Ya" think?"
Wesley: "We"ll just put our heads and help him come to grips with this thing. You"re among friends, we"re not going to condemn you."
Cordy: "Right. You"re crazy, you need professional help."
Angel: "It was Darla. She"s back - and she"s human now - but I know her scent."
Wesley: "Angel - you can"t just - sniff a person and know..."
Angel: "You had sex last night, with a bleached blonde."
Wesley: "Good Lord, how"d you:?"
Cordy: "That"s unbelievable. I didn"t think you ever had sex."
Angel: "She"s not in the book."
Cordy: "Who, Darla?"
Angel: "DeEtta Kramer, the person she"s pretending to be. Run a title deed search, see if you can find an address for a DeEtta and Stephen Kramer. I"m gonna try some other avenues."
Angel: "Wesley, you got any money? I"ll need a few bucks for the cover charge."
Wesley: "Cover charge - you"re going to..."
Angel: "Do whatever it takes."
"Everybody have fun tonight - everybody Wang Chung-fun tonight, everybody Wang Chung tonight, everybody have fun tonight, everybody..."
"I"m very sorry."
"Tell me about Darla."
Host: "Woah. Give me a sec. You are sending out some family-sized vibes. My fillings are still humming.
Hey, Rico! Top off my sea-breeze, earn my everlasting devotion, huh? - I saw lots of things. You are at a crucial junction, big guy."
Angel: "So talk."
Host: "So, no."
Angel: "What do you mean "no." You won"t tell me anything?"
Host: "I tell you you"re headed into trouble with a capital "troub." Let her go, bro. That way lies badness."
Angel: "What do you care? You got murderous demons in here. You give them free advice, but you won"t help me."
Host: "Hey, I set people on their paths, okay? And this is way off your path, sweetie. Go home."
Angel: "Tell me where Darla is."
Host: "I *know* you"re not gonna start anything in here. You"re a good boy.
Have a drink before you go.
It"s on me."
Cordy: " Angel Investigations, we solve big problems for small prices."
Angel: "It"s me. Did you get an address?"
Cordy: "It"s him. Angel, Wesley and I think you really need to..."
Angel: "Cordelia, address, now."
Cordy: "DeEtta and Stephen Kramer own a home at fourteen oh nine Galloway in Studio City."
Angel: "Got it."
"What are you looking at?"
Cordy: "He hung up."
Wesley: "You *really* stood up to him. "Next time I talk to him, I won"t weenie out like you, Wesley."
Cordy: "Don"t start with me - and if sound like that, shoot me."
Wesley: "It"s not for you. It"s a tranquilizer gun."
Cordy: "You mean if Angel really does go off his rocker like he"s done before? - You think that"ll do it?"
Wesley: "I better call Gunn."
Darla: " Thank you."
Stephen: "Of course, sweetheart. Was that too much? I mean we"re supposed to be married, would I still be holding your chair for you if we were married?"
Darla: "That was fine. Now just eat."
Stephen: "When I was at the actor"s studio we always struggled to find truth in the moment. -Truthfully I don"t think I"d be holding your chair -- mmm, this linguini smells so, you know, true.
I"m just gonna mime eating it,
gotta watch the figure.
So is he, you know, watching us right now?"
Darla: "Just nod and smile pleasantly, Stephen."
Stephen: "What"d this guy do to you anyway? You"re going to an awful lot of trouble to teach him a lesson - not that I mind, work is work, last year I was this puppet theatre of the absurd believe me..."
Darla: "If you don"t shut up I"m going to kill you."
Darla: "Lindsey, can you hear me?"
Lindsey: "I can hear you. How"s the linguini?"
Darla: "He"s here. I can feel him."
Lindsey: "We know. - I need a few more minutes to set things in motion."
Darla: "Hurry up."
Stephen: "Who"re you talking to? I"m shutting up."
Wesley: "This is all just precautionary. When push comes to shove, Angel"s our - we trust him."
Gunn: "I see."
Cordy: "It"s not like he turns evil every time he gets this cranky."
Gunn: "He turns evil?"
Wesley: "Well, there are forces that can make Angel revert to Angelus, the vampire he was before he got a soul."
Gunn: "And as evil, blood-suck vampires go, how would you rate Angelus?"
Wesley: "Historically as bad as they come. Especially when he was with his sire, Darla."
Cordy: "We"re researching her now to see if maybe she has some kind of resurrection powers. Maybe she was a vampire cat with nine lives or something."
Gunn: "So he and Darla together, bad combo."
Wesley: "They rampaged through half the known world - until Angel got his soul."
Cordy: "Imagine Bonnie and Clyde if they"d had a hundred and fifty years to get it right."
Gunn: "So he thinks his party girl is back. - If he gets up to his old tricks, how bad can it get?"
Angelus: "Darla, love."
Darla: "We made quite a mess out there. Blood and habits everywhere."
Angelus: "Convents - they"re just a great big cookie jar."
Dru: "Black sky. It wants a little wormy me."
"No. No. Make it stop!"
Darla: "What is she doing here? I thought you killed her."
Angelus: "No. Just her family."
Dru: "Eyes like arrows - like-like needles."
Angelus: "This one"s special. I have big plans for her."
Dru: "Snake in the woodshed. Snake in the woodshed. Snake in the woodshed! Snake in the woodshed!"
Darla: "So are we going to kill her during, or after?"
Angelus: "Neither. We turn her into one of us.
Killing is so merciful at the end, isn"t it? The pain has ended."
Darla: "But to make her one of us? She"s a lunatic."
Angelus: "Eternal torment.
Am I learning?"
Darla: "Lindsey, I"m waiting."
Lindsey: "You"re on. Have fun."
Operator: "This is 911, what is your emergency?"
Darla: "My name is DeEtta Kramer, I at fourteen oh nine Galloway - there"s a man outside. I told to go away - oh my god, he"s breaking in, he"s going to kill us - Help me! HELP ME!!"
Stephen: "Whoah, whoah, whoah, what was that? I didn"t sign up for..."
Darla: "Do it. And make it look real."
Stephen: "That was illegal."
Darla"s: "Help me!! Somebody help me!
Let him go - please - OH GOD!!"
"Somebody help me!"
"Don"t hurt me. Please don"t hurt me!"
"Why did you: he was my husband:!"
Lindsey: "Woman should have her own series."
Darla: "No, please don"t hurt me!"
Darla: "What did you do - WHAT DID YOU DO?!"
Cop: "Turn and face the wall, drop to your knees. Do it!"
Angel: "You"ll pay for this."
Cop: "He"s in the attic - stay with him."
"Seal the house, I want SWAT, NOW!"
Officer: "Got it!"
Cop: "He"s on the roof!" "There he is!"
Darla: "I don"t understand. They shot him: how"d he get away?"
Kate: "Adrenaline. They chased him for sixteen blocks. - Don"t worry, he"s long gone, he can"t hurt you now. - One of my officers told me you recognized this man, that his name was Angel..."
Darla: "That-that"s what he called himself. He-he started following me a few weeks ago. He-he said he helped the helpless.
I told him I didn"t need any help. He-he kept calling me - Darla. - He-he said he knew me - or this Darla - from a long time ago.
Today we were having lunch at the Franklin Hotel and he showed up again.
He came here.
I told him to j-just stay out - that I was calling the police, but he j-just broke in! And - this is gonna sound crazy, but there is something wrong with his face. And he-he-he was - was biting..."
Kate: "It is not crazy. And I want you to know: I will find him and he will pay for what he did."
Darla: "Thank you, Detective."
Kate: "I want you to get in touch with Security at the Franklin Hotel
.see if they have any tape on the incident with Mrs. Kramer there today.
And I want you to make sure that the coroner treads lightly in there. I want this scene preserved."
Cordy: "You alright?"
Gunn: "Yeah. I"m just adjusting to the idea that this good guy vampire I work for can go bad.""
Wesley: "It takes a little time. We"ve all been through it."
Cordy: "99% of the time he"s good. And he"s done a lot for us."
Gunn: "There"s nothing I respect more than loyalty."
Wesley: "That"s good to hear."
Gunn: "But if the bad Angel walks through that door I will kill him in two seconds flat."
Kate: "Where is he?"
Cordy: "He"s not here."
Kate: "Basement, attic, every room. He"s extremely dangerous, bullets won"t necessarily do the trick. Everyone"s on channel two, you see him, you call me."
Wesley: "I don"t suppose you have a warrant to go along with this little search?"
Kate: "Seeing as how he just murdered Stephen Kramer - and kidnapped his wife, I think I"ve got probable cause."
Cordy: "He wouldn"t: Angel could never do a thing like..."
Wesley: "He"s not the type of person who"d..."
Kate: "In fact he"s not a person at all, is he? - You guys want to help yourselves out here - or go down with the boss?"
"So be it. New player?"
Cordy: "He"s a friend."
Kate: "What"s your friend"s name?"
Gunn: "Charles Gunn."
Kate: "Let"s see some I.D., Charles."
Kate: "Got any priors?"
Gunn: "I forget."
Kate: "Montgomery, run the sheet."
Wesley: "Listen, whatever you think Angel did, I"m sure there"s a..."
Kate: "Who"s Darla?"
Angel: " So you"re what Wolfram and Hart brought back in that box. And they brought you back as a human - they think I won"t kill one. - You want to know what I think? - I think - they don"t know me that well."
"You feel what this place was before they excavated it? The convent - you remember how much I like convents."
" Come on Darla, you and I are too old to play games.
I need to talk to the real you."
"It"s been a long time since I said this to anyone but you can scream all you want."
Darla: "Oh. Oh - I"m not gonna scream."
"There"s my boy."
Kate: "Hey, looky here. Disturbing the peace, resisting arrest, G.T.A. assault - you"ve lead a rich full life, haven"t you Charles?"
Gunn: "I get around."
Cordy: "Hey, I know this guy, he helps people. I bet this stuff you"re dredging up all happened a long time ago, didn"t it."
Kate: "Some of it when he was a minor."
Kate: "And some of it in the last two weeks."
Kate: "Word to the wise, Charles, hanging out with these two and their creature-of-the-night boss won"t be good for the resume."
Gunn: "I can see you"re looking out for me, detective."
Cordy: "Okay, okay, lets not get off track here. We want to find Angel as much as you do."
Kate: "No you don"t. You want to protect him even though he"s lost it:
he stalked that woman because he thought she was this Darla from his past; she begged him to stay out and he knocked down the door and killed her husband. I"ve read about him, too, I know he is and I know he hasn"t changed."
Gunn: "No he hasn"t, he"s still a vampire."
Cordy: "Gunn - not helping."
Gunn: "So, how"d he get in the house? She invite him in?"
Kate: "Of course she didn"t invite..."
Cordy: "The only way Angel could get in that house uninvited is if the real owners were dead. It"s what he was saying all along; she isn"t DeEtta Kramer!"
Kate: "You"re grasping at straws."
Wesley: "Are we? This is a daguerreotype of Darla, taken over a hundred years ago. That woman who said she was DeEtta Kramer - look familiar?"
Angel: "That"s enough."
Darla: "I pretty familiar with the international sign for enough, and you"ve got a ways to go!"
"You"re hurting me. - I like it."
Angel: "What"s the play, Darla? - What kind of game are you running?"
Darla: "Just having a little fun. I"ve been out of commission to long. You know how that feels."
Angel: "Wolfram and Hart didn"t bring you back for fun. The Dreams, the frame job - what"s the big plan, huh? Get me so screwed up I go bad again?"
Darla: "Kind of trite, I know. What do you expect? They"re only human."
Angel: "You better embrace that mediocrity, honey. You"re talking about your own kind now."
Darla: "But I"m still me. And I remember everything, Angel. Everything we did. Everything we can do."
Angel: "Yeah. But the bitch is you have a soul now. Pretty soon those memories are gonna start eating away at you.
No matter how hard you try - you won"t be able to escape the truth of what you were. Believe me, I know."
Darla: "But you can escape. You can escape it all. Remember what it was like to get lost, huh?
Every thought a million miles away, every part of you being alive! All you have to do is let me give you one little moment of happiness."
Angel: "You took me places, showed me things, huh? You blew the top off my head. But you never made me happy."
Darla: "But that - that cheerleader did?
We were together 150 years! We shared everything. You"re saying - never?"
Angel: "You couldn"t understand."
Darla: "I understand alright. Guy gets taste of something fresh and he thinks he"s touching god."
Angel: "It wasn"t about..."
Darla: "Oh, you bet your ass it was! There was a time, in the early years, when you would have said I was the definition of bliss! - Buffy wasn"t happiness. - She was just new!"
Angel: "You know - you are getting awfully bent over this, Darla. I couldn"t feel that with you, because I didn"t have a soul. - But then I got a second chance - just like you have."
Darla: "What a poster child for soulfulness you are.
This is no life Angel! Before you got neutered you weren"t just any vampire, you were a legend! Nobody could keep up with you - not even me. You don"t learn that kind of darkness. It"s innate. It was in you before we ever met. - You said you can smell me? Well, I can smell you, too. My boy is still in there and he wants out!"
Cop: "He"s nowhere to be found."
Kate: " Leave some officers on the perimeter in case he shows. I"ll be sure and mention your cooperation in the report."
Cordy: "Hey, we did more than cooperate, we solved the damn case. Find out who did away with the owners of that house, you"ll find your killer."
Kate: "You don"t get it, do you?"
Gunn: "What, the fact that Angel"s innocent?"
Kate: "The fact that while you"re fighting your big battles of good and evil
the innocent are the ones who get caught in the crossfire. Those are the ones I care about, like that man tonight, like the real owners of that house if what you say is true.
And those are the ones I chalk up to your boss."
Wesley: "You can"t blame Angel for - he"s trying to do what"s right!"
Kate: "That"s right, he"s good, I keep forgetting. I"m sorry, and why"d he kidnap that woman again?"
Angel: "You"re gonna feel it, you know. - What you did - that man you got killed."
Darla: "Please! He was an actor."
Angel: "I"m serious."
Darla: "Yeah, like a heart attack and just about as much fun."
Angel: "Darla, you hurt anyone else and I"ll kill you."
Darla: "Will you? Isn"t that against your cub-scout code?"
Angel: "I"ll make an exception."
Darla: "You"re gonna miss those dreams, honey. You should have heard those things you said in your sleep. Nasty things, Angel. Things like..."
Angel"s : "Stop!"
Darla: "No, you stop!"
Darla: "See? No matter how good a boy you are - God doesn"t want you!"
"But I still do."
"What? No good-by kiss?"
Cordy: "It"s us."
Cordy: "We didn"t see you all day, we were just wondering if everything was, you know, copacetic."
Angel: "I didn"t go bad, Cordelia."
Cordy: "I was never worried about that, boss.
Of course Mr. Fussy Pants here always imagines the worst."
Wesley: "What? I didn"t... I never..."
Angel: "Is there anything else?"
Cordy: "Nope. Can"t think of a thing."
Wes: "Angel - be careful."
Angel: "What do you mean?"
Wesley: "Well, it"s just -with Darla back, in league with Wolfram and Hart there are a lot of forces arrayed against you. - There"s going to be trouble."
Angel: "Yeah. There"s gonna be a lot of trouble - and I say bring it on."