As: "What...did you do?"

W: "You all right?"
Fa: "Kicked his ass." thud

F: "What happened?"
G: "Wes called; I went."

L: "Well what is all the... Agh! Angelus! He's in the hotel!"
G: "Get me the steel shackles."
L: "Oh, but maybe we're already aware of that."

Cn: "What happened to Faith?"
W: "She captured Angelus."

G: "Wake up, kid. I need you here."

Cn: "He fed from her? ...There's blood on his breath."

L: "Speaking of sense, have you been on permanent sabbatical from yours? Tell me you did not shoot that girl full of junk and then feed her to Angelus!"
W: "It was her choice. Faith knew the risks."

L: "Wesley I know what that drug does to people. Especially when they super-size the dose to make sure they really get the job done. And you damn well know it too."

EC: "A coma."
Cn: "Yeah, that's what it looked like when Wesley brought her in."
EC: "Yeah, like she hasn't pulled that one before!"

EC: "He's in the hotel? Is he locked up tight? In the cage"
Cn: "Don't worry, Cordy. I'll always protect you. And our family."
EC: "That's sweet. Is he guarded?"

EC: "What the hell is it with you and Faith? As if I didn't see the way you looked at her! She cracked her whip, and you liked it! You were practically in her leather-clad lap!"

Cn: "How'd you do that anyway? What about the, uh, anti-demon spell?"
EC: "I told you, Connor: We're different. Me... and your baby.

EC: "I thought you were going to be a better father than Angel was to you."
Cn: "I will be! I would do anything for us. For you."

EC: "Wow! Are my hormones out of whack or what? Hello! Crazy pregnant lady, aisle nine! Wooo!"

Cn: "Orpheus?"
F: "Some kind of opiate?"
L: "Mystical variety. Humans inject it, vampires feed off the humans. Folks tried to deal it at Caritas. Only folks I ever banned from my club."

L: "It isn't entirely physical. It's an enchanted drug."
Cn: "Magic. This is what it gets you."
L: "That, plus the biting, makes for some serious psychic psychedelica."

L: "The more you take, the deeper you sink."
W: "It leads you down to hell... and leaves you there."

As: [as 1902 Angel walks right through him] "No. Hey! What is that about?"
Fa: "You tell me: Your flashback."

As: "All right, Miss Blow-It-All, if this is my flashback why are you in it?"
Fa: "Don't know. Must be the magic side effects of my incredibly simple ruse.

As: "All right, so what is this, huh? Puff the Magic Dragon City? Fairyland?"
Fa: "If you think. Me? I'm thinking it's more 'Angelus: This Is Your Life', 'cause lack-of-hygine worlds? Sure ain't mine. Seriously, man. Did you miss the invention of the bath?"

As: "This isn't my life, it's his!"
Fa: "Angel's?"
As: "It annoyed the crap out of me the first time around. This sucks!"

As: "Why do you get to be Marley's ghost?"
Fa: "'Cause I'm dying, dumbass."
As: "Not soon enough."

Fa: "The way I figure it, I've got one last job: Babysit the psycho until they shove a soul up your..."
As: "Not gonna happen."

Fa: "Then I'm... whatever. Dust in the wind. Candle in the wind. There'll be a general wind theme."

Fa: "Dude! You just rescued a puppy!"

As: "I'm in hell. This is hell, and I'm in it."

Fa: "We're reliving Angel's good deeds. You are in hell! Wicked!"

Wi: "I think you need a witch."

Wi: "Hi! You must be Angel's handsome, yet androgynous, son."
Cn: "It's 'Connor'."
Wi: "And the sneer's genetic. Who knew?"

Wi: "It's the Marlborough Man. Or at least his extra-stubbly, mentally-unstable, insomniac first cousin...now for the love of Hecate somebody stop me."
F: "It's o.k. I'm a yammerer from way back."

Wi: "Where's Cordy?"
Cn: "Unfortunately the guy who you're all trying to magically re-ensoul shot her with a crossbow. She's not up for visitors."

Wi: "How have you been?"
EC: "Higher Power. You?"
Wi: "Ultimate Evil. But I got better."

Wi: "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
EC: "I doubt it."

As: "Bring on the pain!"

Fa: "'Mandy', huh? It must kill you he's got a jones for the power ballads."

As: "Wanting to tear their flesh apart. The hunger. It's like a blade in my gut!"
Fa: "Only it's not your gut, princess."

As: "'Doc! I think we're losing him!' God, I love this episode!"

Wi: "It had to be something specific. There's lots of jars in the world. Can't shatter 'em all. Well, I mean, you could, but good things come in jars: Peanut butter. Jelly. Those two-headed fetal pigs at the Natural History Museum. ...Oh, come on! Everybody loves fetal pigs!"
W: "Sorry. I think my sense of humor is trapped in a jar somewhere."
Wi: "It does seem like you've given in to the grumpy side of The Force."

W: "I've changed. I've seen a darkness in myself. I'm not sure you'd even begin to understand--"
Wi: "I flayed a guy alive and tried to destroy the world."
W: "Oh. So..."
Wi: "Darkness. Been there."

W: "Well I never... flayed. I had a woman chained in a closet."
Wi: "Well, hey!"
W: "No, doesn't compare."
Wi: 'No. Dark! That's dark. You've been to a place!"

W: "No other major changes I'm not up on?"
Wi: "Just little things. ...So, uh, Fred. What's her story?"

As: "Choices, little girl. Ones that you make with your heart of hearts."

As: "I'm deep in, Faith. Soul or no soul."

Fa: "He was going to save him."
As: "Or did he choose to be a little slow on the draw? Ooops! Dinner by armed robbery."

Cn: "Wesley, you did the right thing. She was brave and died in battle."

Wi; "Now all I gotta do is contact the spirit world, harness the Delothrian Ebb, focus it through my little marble-o-doom here, and we'll restore the wp's entropic equilibrium."
G: "Jar go smash?"
Wi: "Smash-o-crash."
G: "All I need to know! I'll be downstairs in case The Prince of Darkness wakes up."

BEC: "You think to banish me?"
Wi: "There's somebody in my head!"

EC: "I bith my thongue!"

EC: "You wanna go, Glinda? We'll go!"

As: "'It'll all be worth it.' Is that what you try to tell yourself, Faithy? That the nasty little lie that kept those thighs nice and warm in your prison bunk?"V Fa: "You kiss your momma with that mouth?"
As: "No... but I ate her with it."

Fa: "When is this?"
As: "When isn't it? Twenty years after that damned doughnut shop and his fingers never smelled of anything but rat!"

Fa: "He's paying for what he did."
As: "He's hiding from what he is, which may be a big Psych101 revelation for you, cupcake, but I already know this crap. So why do I have to go through it again?"
A: "Maybe 'cause it's not about you, jackass."

EC: "If only this were a few weeks later."

As: "I don't believe this! You're the one behind this whole True Hollywood sob story?"

Fa: "Angel, it's good to see you. Hate the hair."
A: "Faith, why are you still here?"
Fa: "Just waiting to see this pervert get stuffed back into the deep crazy ground he came from."

A: "She's not who you're after."
As: "No kidding, Rat Boy! The Slayer will just be gravy after I finish you off."
A&As: "I've been waiting a long time for this."

Fa: "Angel, I'm dying."
A: "Yeah. It's a lot easier than redemption, huh?"

As: "Always so concerned with the human condition. No big mystery: They suffer, they die. That's what they're there for."

Cn: "It's not safe for you here. I'm gonna make her stop."
EC: "Connor, you can't! She's too powerful. But you can stop it. The reason for all of this. You have to kill Angelus."

F: "Connor shouldn't have run off like that."
W: "I'm sure he's just worried about Cordelia."
F: "Do you ever think their relationship's maybe a little bit... icky?"

EC: "You have to kill your father. You have to. Now."

EC: "Killing Angelus now is the only way to guarentee our family's safety. I know it in my heart now. You're not just protecting me, you're protecting the world. Sometimes one death can spare infinite pain."

As: "Anyone notice a battle with your alter-ego going on here?!?"

Fa: "I did my time."
A: "Our time is never up, Faith. We pay for everything.
Fa: "It hurts."
A: "I know. I know."

As: "What won't I miss? The moralizing? Soul's already in the aether, boy-o. I can smell it. How about I send it off to that big puppy rescue in the sky?"
Fa: "Arf, arf, psycho."

A: "Need you to fight."
Cn: "I'm pretty clear about what you need."
Fa: "Break me off a switch, son. There's about to be a whuppin'."

L: "She...she's alive. It's a miracle!"

A: "Connor, it's over. It's me. Really."

A: "How are you feeling?"
Fa: "Like I did mushrooms and got eaten by a bear."
A: "That about sums it up."

A: "We never stop fighting."
Fa: "Hey, I was gonna. But someone got all pep-talky on me."

A: "I'm sorry I didn't get to see you. Our little brain-tour notwithstanding."

A: "I have a lot to thank you for."
Fa: Well that vice is plenty versa. I even start, it's only gonna lead to hugging and--"
A: "No. We can't have that."

Cn: "All right, I get it. I messed up."
Fa: "Hey, cheer up, punk! That just makes you one of us."

G: "I just wish I could've seen you kickin' the crap out of junior here."
Fa: "It was pretty funny."

Fa: "See? Brits know how to say good-bye. Angel here wanted to hug."
A: "No, I didn't."

A: "Willow."
Fa: "He's gonna tell you how much he owes you."
Wi: "Oh, don't mention it! I got a slayer out of the deal, so we're even-steven."

Wi: "Oh, um, next time you guys resurrect Angelus? Call me first, OK?"

EC: "Sorry, Angel, but if this is the speech about how the worst is behind us... you may want to save it for later."