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Wesley: "You think I don"t have what it takes?"

Gunn: "I *know* you don"t have what it takes."

Wesley: "I guess we"ll just have to find out."

Gunn: "Go on, English, make your move - because it"ll be your last."
And now I rule Europe, Australia and South America!"
Wesley: "I still got Kamchatкa."
Gunn: "Three fifths of the world covered in water, the rest covered in me!"
Wesley: "Shut up."
Gunn: "Who"s your ruler, baby? What"s my name? Come on, English, say it: Gunn."
Cordy: "Fun as it is having you guys over day and night, it"s getting kind of late."

Wesley: "It"s only seven thirty."
Cordy: "Really? Oh. In that case: get out!"

Wesley: "What if you have a vision?"
Cordy: "I"ll call you."
Gunn: "What if Angel..."
Cordy: "I thought we weren"t going to say the "A" word."
Gunn: "Yeah, let"s not say the "A" word. Lets just spend our lives sitting around waiting for him to call."
Wesley: "We"re not waiting for him to call. The man fired us. We"re on our own now. Separate unit. Fighting the good fight."

Gunn: "Yeah, right! With no plan, or office, or business cards of our own."
Wesley: "He"s not going to call, is he? Right. I tell you the first thing we"re scrapping. These stupid calling cards."

Cordy: "They"re not stupid. I designed them. That"s an Angel!"
Wesley: "The universal symbol of the one thing we don"t have."
Gunn: "That"s a Angel? Looks like a - a lobster with a - growth or... We"ll make our own logo."

Wesley: "Yes. Something sleek, but edgy."
Gunn: "Something that says: you need help, we"re there."
Wesley: "Exactly. Danger is our business. We"ll catch you when you fall."
Gunn: "Uh, I like that!"
Cordy: "Guys..."
Wesley: "Easy. Breathe... breathe..."
Gunn: "What is it? What you"re getting."
Cordy: "It - it has two heads. And it breathes fire. - It"s gigantic. And it"s rising up in the sewers, beneath Kenyard School for Girls."

You shouldn"t go alone!"
Angel: "Oh, jeez..."
Anne: "Oh!"
Angel: "I"m sorry."
Anne: "No, it was me. I didn"t hurt you, did I?"

Angel: "Fine."
Anne: "I just... I couldn"t see over the box. I was rushing. I"m late for work."

Angel: "You do clown work?"
Anne: "No. Just some old clothes that got donated.
Angel: "East Hills Teen Center."
"It"s on the box."
Anne: "Oh. Right."
Angel: "You missed one."
Anne: "Thanks. Oh. Oops. Hold on. Okay. I think I"m good. I"m really sorry."

Angel: "No problem."
Anne: "They"re for the kids. We close in a couple of hours and there is always a feeding frenzy when a new batch comes in."
Angel: "You work with runaways?"

Anne: "Some of them. Some are from around here, just don"t have anywhere to go. We, um, give "em food, clothes, somewhere to stay if they need it."
Angel: "That"s good... It"s good that someone"s... It"s - it"s good to do."
Anne: "Well, I"m late."
Angel: "Right."
Anne: "See you around."
Angel: "Uh-huh."


Gunn: "So it"s big."
Wesley: "Big."
Gunn: "And fire breathing."
Wesley: "Breathing."
Gunn: "Big, two-headed, fire-breathing..."

Wesley: "I think we all have the picture, Gunn. It"s not a teddy bear and it probably shouldn"t be attending the Kenyard School for Girls."

Gunn: "You know, right about now I wouldn"t mind..."
Wesley: "Don"t say it! We don"t have him and it"s not going to do any good wishing we did!"

Gunn: "I was gonna say some dynamite."
Wesley: "Oh. - Dynamite. - Maybe it"s not to late to go back and..."
"Oh god."
Gunn: "The tunnel is almost twenty feet tall. It was crouching."
Wesley: "Uh, well. We"ll take another look and then we"ll..."
Gunn: "...die!"
Wesley: "No, no, wait. Wait. Wait until its back is turned. - Now!"
Gunn: "I thought she said he *breathed* fire!"

Angel: "Evening, Merl."
Merl: "What do you want, man? I ain"t inviting you in."
Angel: "Demon lairs. No invitation necessary."

Merl: "Yeah, but it"s polite..."
Angel: "Are you avoiding me, Merl? I ask you for a favor and you"re avoiding me. - *That"s* impolite."
Merl: "Well, nearly drowning me and leaving me hanging in the sewer ain"t exactly Emily Post either."
Angel: "Okay. So we"re both rude. You know what? I can live with that. Now, do you have the information I need, or do I have to see what the inside of your head looks like?"

Merl: "Fine! Um, I check out the girl. She"s clean. Changed her name a couple of times, but no record."
Angel: "What"s her connection to Wolfram and Hart?"
Merl: "Easy. She runs a shelter over on Crenshaw. Couple of months ago, they almost lost the lease on the place. Wolfram and Hart step in and clear it all up pro bono, and there you go."

Angel: "But she"s still working for them."
Merl: "Well, you know so much, what do you need me for, huh? Come to think of it, why *do* you need me? What happened to that hot chick that was working for you?"

Angel: "Pro bono. There"s got to be an angle."

Merl: "There always is. But as far as I can tell - the shelter itself is strictly legit."

Angel: "Okay."
Merl: "Hey! Hey, what about my hundred bucks!"
Angel: "You know what? I"ll owe you. Just make sure you use it for some new furniture. - Bean bag chairs? Merl."

Girl: "What am I supposed to do? He"s gonna want to come in."
Anne: "Then you tell him no! Benny knows the rules. He"s not coming in here drunk. You turn him out. Don"t even listen to him."
"Hey! Guy I ran over."
Angel: "Hey. Girl who ran over me."
Anne: "You can call me Anne. It"s shorter."

Angel: "Angel. Um, I brought some... I don"t know if they"re any good."
Anne: "That"s great! Uh, we can take them over here. Whoa. Now lets see. What have you got? Well, that"s - not what I expected. What"s the matter, it doesn"t fit you anymore?"
Angel: "Cuts me across the bust. A friend - left her clothes at my place. I won"t be seeing her anytime soon, so I figured..."
Anne: "Girlfriend?"
Angel: "God, no. Uh, I mean just..."
Anne: "Well, I really appreciate... *we* really appreciate this. Every little bit helps, you know?"
Angel: "I just wish I could do more."
Anne: "Well, if you"re - not in a hurry. You up for a tour?"
"And here is the vibrant nerve center of our massive corporation."
Angel: "Wow. It"s uh..."
Anne: "Small. But I"m hardly ever in here."

Angel: "You just come in for naps?"
Anne: "Oh, the bed... No, it"s just sometimes I"m here so late it"s just easier than going home. - So, what do you think?"

Angel: "Amazing. - You said it runs on donations?"
Anne: "Every last penny."
Angel: "Got to be tough - trying to stay ahead."

Anne: "It is. Thankfully we have a guardian angel."
Angel: "Guardian angel?"
Anne: "Wolfram and Hart. Uh, it"s a law firm. They"ve been a godsend in the last couple of months. Bailed us out of an eviction, defended a couple of our kids."
Angel: "They sound like saints."
Anne: "As far as I"m concerned. They"re the ones that came up with the idea for the big hold up."
Angel: "Hold up?"
Anne: "Charity ball. It"s a fundraiser for the center. Big TV-celebrities go around and pretend to rob the guests of their donations. Wild West theme. It"s gonna be big."

Angel: "And Wolfram and Hart"s picking up the tab."
Anne: "They"re donating everything, from the music to the food - plus they have connections to all the TV stars."
Angel: "That"s not surprising."
Anne: "It"s good for their image, I guess. And it"s a pretty dorky theme - but hey, whatever it takes, right?"
Angel: "Right."
Merl: "Does anybody knock?"
Boone: "You Merl?"
Merl: "Ah, Merl? Um... Merl who? Ah, the name"s Ed, uh, Silverman?"
Boone: "You"re Angel"s lackey."
Merl: "No. No, I"m not... Ow! Independent contractor. Independent contractor!"
Boone: "And what do you do for him?"
Merl: "Ouch! Pictures! Ow! I-I take..."
Boone: "Pictures."
Merl: "Ow. Surveillance, you know? Pick up dirt. Check people out for him. Not that he appreciates it. - Who the hell are you anyway? IRS?"
Boone: "Angel and I have a history. An unfinished history."
Merl: "Yeah? That"s nice. What, did you guys go to college together?"
Boone: "These people you check out. Who are they? - Friends? Enemies? - What does Angel care about?"
Merl: "I ah, I - I don"t know. Last thing he had me do was follow some chick. Did charity work."

Boone: "Why?"
Merl: "Well, between you and me - ain"t about the girl. It"s Wolfram and Hart."

Boone: "What"s a Wolfram and Hart?"
Merl: "A law firm, technically. Uh, more like, uh - Evil Incorporated. -You know lately, Angel, he"s been gunning for them. Especially these two lawyers."

Boone: "Tell me about the lawyers."
Angel: "Lilah. - I just had to drop by and congratulate you on your big promotion. Co-vice-president Special Projects. - Wow. That"s super. You deserve it. Yeah. That - and *so* much more."
Lilah: "Angel..."
Angel: "But you know what the real special part is? To *think* that maybe, in my small way, I helped make it happen for you. That makes me feel all good inside."

Lilah: "Angel - I can assure you, now that Lindsey and I are in a - position to affect policy, things"ll change."

Angel: "Change? Well, yeah! Because I get it now."
Lilah: "It?"
Angel: "The game. - It"s actually kind of fun when you know the rules. I mean, when you know - that there aren"t any. You screw with me, and you screw with me, and... you screw with me. And now - I get to screw with you."

Lilah: "Uh..."
Angel: "That"s gonna be great!"
Lilah: "Angel, please..."
Angel: "No. No. No. No. The begging - that comes later."
Lilah: "He was in my car."
Lindsey: "And yet here you are. Still alive. - He was just trying to spook you."
Lilah: "Yeah, well, it worked."
Lindsey: "Relax. He doesn"t kill humans, at least - not with his own hands."

Lilah: "He"s not playing by the old rules any more."
Intercom: "Mr. McDonald? Your ten o"clock is here."

Lindsey: "I don"t have a ten o"clock."
Intercom: "I"m not gonna tell him that."

Lindsey: "I"m sorry, but I"m afraid I"m all..."

Boone: "Shut the door."
Lindsey: "Shut the door"
"Why don"t you come in, Mr..."
Boone: "Call me Boone. Are you the - better half of this team?"
Lilah: "I like to think so. We run the Special Projects division. Did you have a special project?"
Boone: "More like a grudge - with a fellow named - Angel."
"I"ve known Angel since Juarez in the twenties. We had a little disagreement over a senorita. I called him out. We fought for three and a half hours."

Lindsey: "Obviously both of you survived."
Boone: "Well, I"d been working on a three day drunk at the time. I wasn"t at my peak."
Lilah: "How did it end?"
Boone: "The sun came up - I let him go."
Lilah: "You let him go. - Why?"
Boone: "The sun came up. - Would have been too easy? - You people know anything about honor? - Anyway, life is long, when you"re eternal. Always knew I"d cross his path again. And low and behold, I"m in a Karaoke bar downtown when I get wind of this lizard demon, Merl, who sometimes does favors for the vampire with a soul. I find Merl - and he tells me - that Angel"s planning on bringing you two down."

Lindsey: "Did he happen to mention how?"
Boone: "Don"t know. Don"t care. All I do know is, when Angel come for you, he"s gonna find me instead."
Lindsey: "I like it. I like it and I"ll tell you why: because of the finding you instead part. How much do you charge?"

Boone: "This isn"t about money. This is about knowing."
Lilah: "Knowing what?"
Boone: "Who"s better. Him - or me."
Lilah: "If you"re talking about killing Angel, I"m afraid we can"t help you."
Lindsey: "Mr. Boone, would you excuse me and my associate for a moment, please?"

Boone: "Of course."
Lindsey: "Thank you."
I"m using my discretionary fund. Bring him on board."
Lilah: "Aren"t you forgetting something? The senior partners want Angel alive."
Lindsey: "So?"
Lilah: "So - what if this guy is actually as good as he says and actually kills Angel?"

Lindsey: "Boo-hoo! Let me wipe away the tears with my plastic hand!"
Lilah: "Hey, Napoleon, we are *Co* vice-presidents. This plan of yours explodes and we both end up in tiny pieces."

Lindsey: "Want Angel hitching another ride in your back seat? So to speak. Beside, if he"s not gonna play by the old rules, why should we?"

Wesley: "It"s the biggest thing you"ve ever seen."
Gunn: "And me and English here are just getting stomped, just ducking flames."
Wesley: "It hurls me into the outflow drain..."

Gunn: "And then you come crawling back, stinking, screaming curses. The mouth on this boy!"
Wesley: "And Gunn hits him from behind, yelling "look at us when we kill you!" and both its heads turn..."
Gunn: "Then "shronk!" Wes buries his ax in the head number one."
Wesley: "And Gunn is running him through, pulling out intestines the size of your leg!"
Gunn: "We turned him inside out!"
Cordy: "You weren"t scared?"
Wesley: "Oh, mother in heaven."
Gunn: "Pants wetting, praising the lord to save me kind of scared. All right?"

Cordy: "But you did it."
Gunn: "No. We did it. All of us."
Wesley: "All of us together."
Gunn: "To us."
Wesley: "To us."
Cordy: "To us."
"Um, I did something. I hope you guys don"t mind. - I started looking for an office, you know, for our new agency."
Wesley: "Our new agency?"
Gunn: "Our new agency."
Cordy: "There is this little place, not that far from here? It"s not much, but..."
Gunn: "So why we"re still here?"
Wesley: "Lets go!"
Gunn: "Our new agency."
Wesley: "Wyndham-Price Agency."
Cordy and Gunn: "The what?"
Wesley: "You don"t like it? - It"s classy."
Cordy: "It"s stuffy. - The Chase Agency! *That* has the right ring."
Wesley: "Why?"
Cordy: "Because it"s my name."
Gunn: "Uh, Wes, Ms. Chase, alright, there is only one player here with a name that strikes dread in the demon heart."
Cordy: "Gunn?"
Gunn: "Uh-huh."
Cordy: "Oh, yeah, that is so original. I got a gun and my name is Gunn..."
Wesley: "Wyndham-Price is everything you need to..."
Cordy and Gunn: "Shut up!"
Merl: "Jeez, you got to be kidding me! Swear I didn"t rat on you, Angel. I said nothing to that guy! Ow!"
Lilah: "Shut up, Merl."
Merl: "Well, jeez. Does everyone know where I live? - Got to get myself a new lair."
Lilah: "Merl? Lilah. Now that we"re past the pleasantries, we"ve heard you do favors for Angel. We"d like to know what those favors are."
Merl: "hey, I don"t go selling out one of my pals. How much you"re gonna pay?"
Lilah: "I think you"ll find our offer competitive."

Merl: "Ow. I would have taken a credit card."
Lilah: "Merl."
Merl: "Okay, okay, okay. Down Fluffy! Jeez. - Last couple of days I"ve been following this girl."
Lilah: "What girl?"
Anne: "Hello? - Is anybody out here?"
Angel: "Anne."
Anne: "You startled me. What are you doing here?"
Angel: "I have to talk to you."
Anne: "Oh boy. You"re not - stalking me, are you?"
Angel: "Actually, I am."
Anne: "Excuse me?"
Angel: "These are pictures - I"ve taken of you. Surveillance photos. This is your wallet. I stole it when we "accidentally" ran into each other last night. Wasn"t an accident."

Anne: "I"m calling the police."
Angel: "Wait. I"m not gonna hurt you. I just couldn"t stand lying to you anymore."

Anne: "Lying about what? That you"re a psycho?"
Angel: "I"ve been following you, that"s true. But not for the reasons you think."
Anne: "There is a good reason?"
Angel: "Wolfram and Hart. They"re not saints, Anne. They don"t care about you or your shelter."
Anne: "You"re following me because..."
Angel: "I checked it out. They"ll use your charity for good publicity.
Offer to throw you a big fund raiser, money starts rolling in... but wait! You"re not the one counting it.
So who knows how much they"re keeping back right from the start. Next they"ll give you a list of expenses, all very proper and necessary, but what do you know?
After a certain number of miscellaneous, untraceable fees, you"re left with five percent, tops."

Anne: "You follow me. Take my pictures. Steal my wallet. - What makes you think I"ll believe anything you say?"

Angel: "Wolfram and Hart are not what they say they are. They show the world one face but it"s not the truth. - I can prove it. Everything they say is a lie."
Anne: "Guess you have something in common, huh?"
Anne: "Lindsey!"
Lindsey: "Are you alright?"
Anne: "Fine. I..."
Lindsey: "He didn"t hurt you, did he? Believe me, if I"d known this man was in contact with you, I"d come sooner. I"m just thankful that I got here in time."
Angel: "Little over the top. Maybe if you worked on that look of concern."

Lindsey: "He"s unbalanced. Very dangerous."
Angel: "You haven"t seen anything yet."
Lindsey: "Neither have you."
Boone: "It"s been a long time."
Lindsey: "I brought some protection."
Angel: "Boone. Working for Wolfram and Hart. I thought you had integrity."
Boone: "I do. Here"s fair warning."

Lindsey: "Wait."
Boone: "He"s getting away!"
Lindsey: "That"s fine as long as he"s not threatening my client. Soon. But not here. Go out to the car. I"ll meet you there. I don"t think he"s gonna be back tonight."

Lindsey: "It"s okay. Angel"s gone. You"re safe."

Anne: "That - guy who beat up Angel, he wasn"t human."
Lindsey: "No. You see, Anne, there is a different world..."
Anne: "Lindsey, I"m not naïve."
Lindsey: "Oh. Well, Angel"s not human either. He"s a vampire. He"s a sick, deranged..."
Anne: "He says you"re planning to steal most of the money from the fund raiser."
Lindsey: "Well, he"s lying. - I mean, there are - expenses... You know how this works, with any charity event, especially one this big. But we don"t steal."

Anne: "He says he has proof."

Lindsey: "He"s lying about that, too. I mean, who"re you gonna trust, Anne? You"re gonna trust a mentally unstable vampire?
Or you"re gonna trust people that have worked night and day to put this fundraiser together for your kids?
I would hate to see them lose out because you made the wrong decision."

Anne: "So he doesn"t have proof."
Lindsey: "He can"t have proof."

Lilah: "He"s got proof?"
Lindsey: "Maybe."
Lilah: "That"s what she said. Angel"s got proof."

Lindsey: "Everything is gonna be okay."
Lilah: "Sure it is. I mean, all we did was to oversee a scheme to steal two million dollars from a teen homeless shelter. How did this happen?"

Lindsey: "If he"s got proof it came from you."

Lilah: "Me?!"
Lindsey: "Yeah, you. You opened your mouth to someone, and now he"s got it on tape, probably."
Lilah: "No, you"re the one with the sporadic professional death wish. How do I know you"re not on one of your Kamikaze missions, with me as your co-pilot."

Lindsey: "Because the only person I ever talked to about it was you. Always in my office, which is swept for bugs three times a day! I never discussed stealing the money in public."

Lilah: "Until now. - He"s got us. The bastard just got us on tape. What"s he gonna do with it?"
Lindsey: "What do you think? He"s gonna use it to humiliate us."
Lilah: "The news. He"s gonna send it to the news, isn"t he? National coverage..."

Lindsey: "No. It"s not personal enough for him."
Lilah: "What? What"s he..."
Lindsey: "He"s got to be there."
Lilah: "What? Why?"
Lindsey: "To see us swing, that"s why - with the bosses there watching. It"s me. I want security at the charity ball doubled and I want you to make sure there"s a vampire detector there."

Anne: "I sort of thought you"d show up again."

Angel: "You alright?"
Anne: "I didn"t have a big monster pounding my face into the floor, so I figure I"m better than you."
Angel: "What did Lindsey say about me?"
Anne: "That you were a bad man."
Angel: "Bad man."
Anne: "A psychotic vampire who cut of his hand, harassed his firm and - is borderline schizophrenic. - I was giving you the short version."
Angel: "Do you believe that?"
Anne: "Well, I"d say for sure you"re a vampire. Human being would be in the hospital, the beating you took."
Angel: "And that doesn"t frighten you."
Anne: "A few years ago it would have been a big turn on. I thought vampires were the coolest."
Angel: "What happened?"
Anne: "I met one."
Angel: "You"re not afraid of me."
Anne: "Well, I"ve seen worse things since. A fourteen-year-old girl sitting in her own blood after a rough trick and dozens of people just walking right by, so no, vampires, demons, even lawyers pretty much don"t impress me. Maybe you had a good reason for cutting off Lindsey"s hand.
I don"t care. - I care about the shelter. If an evil law firm is gonna help me raise two million dollars..."

Angel: "Of which you"ll probably see only five percent of."
Anne: "Yeah, well, I did the math. Five percent of two million is a hundred thousand dollars. That"s more money than this shelter could raise in two years."
Angel: "What about the other ninety five percent? You don"t care where that"s going, who that could be hurting?"
Anne: "I can"t."
Angel: "There is blood on that money, Anne. Are you the person who can ignore that? Have you become that yet? I don"t think you have."

Anne: "You don"t know what it takes to run a shelter..."
Angel: "Help me. Get me into the party. I put this on, the world sees a whole new side of Wolfram and Hart."
Anne: "Why should I?"
Angel: "Because it"s right. In the long run, it"s better."

Anne: "Most of my kids don"t have a long run. - No. I"m saying no."
Holland: "The world can be a dangerous place, especially for our most vulnerable citizens, our children. Far away from home with little money and even less hope, too many runaways find themselves on the streets, over their heads and under societies radar."

"But there is a place, right here in Los Angeles that can help these troubled kids - the East Hills Teen Center.
It"s a terrific refuge that we at Wolfram and Hart support one hundred percent."

Nathan: "Lilah."
Lilah: "Good evening, sir."
Nathan: "Things progressing nicely?"
Lilah: "Well, it"s a pretty simple formula. Rich people pay to touch famous people. Cameras catch all the not quite prostitutional action. Pretty profitable and it all goes into the public consciousness as a good deed courtesy of Wolfram and Hart. It"s really true - charity gives you this - warm glow, you know?

Anne. I"d like you to meet one of my bosses at Wolfram and Hart, Nathan Reed.
Mister Reed this is Anne."
Nathan: "So this is the young woman whose dedication and hard work brings us together tonight."
Anne: "Well, I - try to help - where I can. Thank you for everything, sir."
Nathan: "I like to think of my job as underlining the "heart" in Wolfram and Hart."

Lilah: "Remember, save some time for interviews tonight. Now, whether you like it or not, you are the public face of this charity."

Nathan: "And what a face it is."
Lilah: "Yes. Never underestimate the power of positive publicity."
Lindsey: "He stays up here. Are we forgetting anything?"
Guard: "No, sir. My men are stationed at every possible entry point everyone is in constant radio contact.
And if this vampire of yours gets within a hundred feet, Zorn will let us know."
Lindsey: "The moment he senses anything you alert Boone."
Holland: "Can we really change the world? At Wolfram and Hart - we"re counting on it."

Lilah: "Holland Manners is gone, but I feel he"s looking down on us tonight. Don"t you feel it? The truth is, Holland had a vision of the future most of us can"t imagine. Let"s make it come true, together."

"Now lets get started, but not with a plea for money. No, no. No, we"re not here to ask you for money, we"re here to take at gunpoint. Please welcome our celebrity bandits, from the hit show "Life Lessons" Serena Tate, Holden Rayne, C.J. McCard, and Jordan Johns!"

Cowboy: "Hellooo, that"s some pretty nice duds there, fello". What you say we see some of that cash you got stowed in them silk pockets?"
Jenkins: "Hey, hey, cowboy, don"t hurt me now!"
"My daughter from my first marriage, she is a huge fan of your show."
Cowboy: "Yeee-haw."
Woman: "Serena, I have to know, this thing with making your character gay, is that like all about ratings? Because I don"t get it."

Guard: "No sign of your friend yet."
Boone: "Angel. I was afraid you weren"t going to show. You *are* ready to finish this?"
Lilah: "Once again I"d like to thank our wonderful stars from "Life Lessons" for giving so generously of their time."

Cowboy: "I"m going to kill my agent."
Lilah: "And to you, our benefactors, let me just say that we really *can* change the world. With your support we can make it a safer place for all our children."

Cowboy: "What, they"re doing stunts now? It"s gonna take forever!"
Serena: "I"m not buying the makeup."
Lindsey: "Did you really think we weren"t gonna be ready for you? Where is the tape? Where is it? Where is the tape."
Boone: "He doesn"t have it. Are you okay? I tried to cushion the fall."
Angel: "I"ll be fine."
Lindsey: "What the hell are you talking about?"

Angel: "Thanks for getting me in. This place is like a fortress."
Lilah: "What"s going on?"
Lindsey: "They"re in it together."
Angel: "Me, I"m just here for the show."

Lilah: "The tape. The tape. She"s got the tape."
"Excuse me!" .
Wesley: "How do you turn this thing on?"
Cordy: "Just give it to me!"
Wesley: "Ah, it"s not a toy! It"s an expensive piece of equipment. It"s for gathering evidence."
Cordy: "Let go."
Wesley: "You"re just gonna play with it, aren"t you?"
Cordy: "I gave you two children, Bill, and you leave me for a man? No! Don"t speak! Don"t say anything! What is there to say? You said it all..."
Serena: "Interesting choice."
Cowboy: "I sort of believe the coat rack more."

Cordy: "Hmm, milk." Hmm, milk." Hmm, milk."milk." "I don"t get it. How am I not working?"
Lilah: "What"s happening?"
Angel: "Looks to me like you two were acting like a couple of crazy people - on camera, too. - Ouch."
Wesley: "Price. Wesley Wyndham-Price."
Serena: "Isn"t that the guy that"s dating Virginia Bryce?"
Lindsey: "You don"t have us on tape, do you?"

Angel: "I got nothing. Do you know how hard it is to secretly record someone as paranoid as you two?"
Lindsey: "This whole thing was a setup."
Lilah: "You hired Boone."
Angel: "No. You did. For a whole lot of money, too."
Lindsey: "The money."
"Damn! Move! Move! Look out! Come on!

Nathan: "What happened?"
Lilah: "He stole the money."
Nathan: "Who?"
Lindsey: "The cowboy."
Anne: "How dare you? I risked everything in there. I risked my kids. You never even planned to expose the scheme."
Angel: "They would have covered it up. I just wanted to shake them up a bit. - It"s not much, but it"s a start."
Anne: "And the money?"
Angel: "The money was tainted."
Anne: "I don"t even care about..."
Angel: "Yes, you do. That"s the difference between us. - You still care."
Nathan: "You embarrassed us all. - You allowed two million dollars earmarked for this firm to be lost. And worst of all, you violated company policy to hire an assassin to kill Angel. An assassin who was in fact, in league with Angel."

Lilah: "I"m very sorry, sir."
Nathan: "Sorry isn"t acceptable. - Holland Manners was a brilliant lawyer - had a tremendous mind - but I think he had a soft spot for the two of you, which I believe clouded his judgement. - I won"t make that mistake."

Lilah: "Understood."
Nathan: "My advice to both of you, start piling up wins. Fast."
Lilah: "Yes, sir."
Lindsey: "How-how do you expect us to - succeed when you handcuff us with these idiotic rules protecting Angel?"

Nathan: "I"m sorry. Did you say something?"
Lindsey: "Angel is an obstacle to everything that we do. Give me one good reason why we can"t just kill him!"

Nathan: "Because Angel - is a major player."
Lilah: "In business?"
Nathan: "In the apocalypse."
Lilah: "Oh. That."
Nathan: "The prophecies all agree that when the final battle is waged, he plays a key role."

Lindsey: "Good for him."
Nathan: "Which side he"s on is the gray area, and we"re gonna continue making it as gray as possible."

Lilah: "Works for me."
Nathan: "Until then - his growing obsession with the two of you, the increasing possibility that to scratch that itch, he"ll go so far as to kill you... - Well, that could actually play in the firm"s favor. It would be a sign that Angel is on the path to joining our team.
And as hard as it is to lose good attorneys, well the truth is - you are both expendable. Angel - isn"t."

Angel: "I thought you"d be halfway to Brazil by now."
Boone: "No, you didn"t."
Angel: "No, I didn"t."
"How much did it come to?"
Boone: "With jewelry? North of two and a half million, I"d say."
Angel: "That"s a lot to lay on the line."
Boone: "Yeah. But I got to know."
Angel: "All of it. Little bit more than five percent."
"Wolfram and Hart find out that you have that money..."
Anne: "I can find a way to hide it. What"s this?"
Angel: "Blood."
Anne: "It"ll wash."

The end
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