Salvage
W=Wesley G=Gunn F=Fred L=Lorne Cn=Connor
As=Angelus EC=Evil Cordelia TB=The Beast DL=Dead!Lilah Fa=Faith
As: "Oh, geez, fellas. This isn't what it looks like!"
As: "A little too tart for me anyway. Know what I mean, Wes?"
EC: "It's started."
L: "Birth of an ocean, kids: We use the Sanctuary spell. That anti-demon-violence charm I used down at Caritas? It won't keep Angelus from making a housecall, but it should keep carnage down to a minimum."
G: "That takes some doing, doesn't it?"
L: "Well, I could put a call in to the Furies, maybe they could tech-support me through a quickie version."
Cn: "Magic again. You people rely way too much on that junk."
W: "We use whatever tools we have."
C: "I'm the one who let Angelus out. It's my fault."
F: "It's nobody's fault."
G: "I'll tell you whose fault it is. Powers-That-Sit-On-Their-Be-hinds, sending us useless cryptic messages..."
As: "That's right, brothers and sisters, the rumors are true. Angel has left the building, and I am back."
BarCrowd: "Welcome back!" [applauds]
As: "But, hey I'm no different than the next guy. I put my victim's skin on one leg at a time."
As: "Everybody wants a piece of you."
As: "I'm looking for The Beast. Guy over there told me you might know where he hangs his horns."
Demon: "Whoa, you're him! Talkin' to me! Not usually impressed by vampires, but this is such a... such an honor! Hey, could you sign a little something for my hellspawn? Make it out to Ashley, she's a beautiful little... *argh!*"
As: [stabs him through the hand] "Maybe some other time."
DL: "Why so glum? It is kind of what you wanted, isn't it? I mean deep down: Me out of the picture? Utterly? Finally? You can't get out-er than this."
DL: "You hated yourself for being with me. Or maybe you just hated yourself for _loving_ being with me. Hey, semantics."
DL: "So ease up on that furrowed brow. You're free now. No longer unencumbered with the secret shame of our relationship
W: "It wasn't a relationship."
DL: "There's a signed dollar bill in your wallet I think proves different."
W: "You didn't love me! ...You couldn't..."
DL: "We'll never know now, will we?"
Cn: "Hurry up and do it! The sooner we quit playing with magic tricks, the sooner we find and kill Angelus."
F: "Wesley says we shouldn't go after him."
Cn:"I don't give a flying *slup* what Wesley says. He's not my boss. Where the hell is he, anyway? How long does it take to chop off Lilah's head?"
Cn: "I _know_ what we have to do. Angel told me: Something goes wrong--I kill him."
L: "Oh, and _now_ you listen to him!"
F: "That means there's still a chance we could bring him back."
Cn: "How many people have to die before we give up on that plan?"
EC: "I don't know, Connor, how many people have to die without Angel around to save them?"
Cn: "It's way too late for that. I've seen his true face. And he's tasted blood. There's no going back now. He has to be destroyed. And I'm The Destroyer."
G: "We're not going to be able to stop him."
L: "Angelus?"
G: "Connor."
L: "Trouble is, we can't keep that boy in check."
G: "Well, Angel aside, who could?"
Prisoner (Deb): "Nothing personal. I need the money."
Fa: [hits her in the face with a barbell] "For the nose job?"
Guard (Eddie): "Hey, it caught us by surprise. I mean who'd be crazy enough to try to take _you_ out?"
DL: "The awful truth? You couldn't save me. And this is the exclamation point."
DL: "You couldn't save me... from me."
W: "Is that what you thought?"
DL: "Me? Lover, I'm not even here, I'm just a figment in your devilishly handsome head. So clearly, it's what you thought."
DL: "Let's just get it over with. That body's not going to dismember itself, you know."
W: "I'm sorry, Lilah."
DL: "Oh, Wes. We don't have that word in our vocabulary. Not people like you an...*chop*"
TB: "We were never friends, Angelus."
As: "I know, but calling you a big dumb hunk of rock seemed a little on the nose."
As: "Nice workmanship! Did you make this in shop for daddy?"
TB: "Don't touch that."
As: "Sorry. I can see you put a lot of yourself into it."
As: "Look, you may have played those suckers at Angel, Inc. But I don't like having my strings yanked. And I *don't* like being kept in the dark! ...Figuratively, anyway."
As: "What? You don't like lackey? Hmmm, well how about 'toady'? Or 'lickspittle'? Lickspittle's nice. Oh, wait! I got it. _Flunky_! That's it! You're just a big, stupid, butt-ugly... *ducks* ...slow-moving flunky!"
As: "Come on, Rocky! If that's all you've got you'd better throw in the towel and call it a night."
EC: "He'll come around, when he sees what I have to offer. And if he doesn't, you can pull off his head and tear him to bits. Now. Give mama some sugar."
L: "Well, if we followed the recipie, it should be cake. Demon-violence-free-zone cake."
F: "I don't know, Lorne. Doesn't feel like anything's different."
Cn: "'Cuz it's _not! Like every other lame spell you people try, it didn't work. It never works. I've pretty much concluded that magic sucks. I mean if I were you guys, I would..."
L: "See? It works sometimes. It also smarts like the dickens."
W: "We're going to bring Angelus in alive."
Cn: "No we're not."
G: "I thought you said capturing him wasn't an option?"
W: "I changed my mind."
Cn: "Change it back!"
W: "We need you."
Fa: "Well, I hate to wet the paper for you, Wes, but I'm kinda unavailable right now. Maybe you want to check back in a few decades when my parole comes up."
W: "Angel's gone, Faith. Angelus is back."
Fa: "Step away from the glass."
Fa: "You O.K?"
W: "Five by five."
Fa: "A kid. Angel's got a kid."
W: "Connor."
Fa: "A teenage kid. Born last year."
W: "I told you, he grew up in a hell dimension."
Fa: "Right. And, what, Cordelia spent her last summer as...
W: "...a divine being."
Fa: "Uh, huh... Can I just ask? What the hell are you people doing?"
W: "Leading complicated lives, obviously."
Fa: "I'm not going to kill him, Wesley. Angelus. Don't care what you thought you sprung me for. Angel's the only one in my life who's never given up on me, there's no way I'm giving up on..."
W: "I know. That's why it had to be you."
W: "I thought you could use a little release. Feel natural?"
Fa: "It's like riding a biker."
Fa: "S-weet crib!"
F: "Hello, Faith, I'm..."
Fa: "Fred. Yeah, Wes kinda gave me the skinny on you."
EC: "Oh, gee. That's great! Oh, wait-a-sec: Wasn't she convicted of murder and sent to a state correctional facility for, like, a gazillion years?"
Fa: "Murder two, twenty-five-to-life, for the record."
EC: "So now you brought psycho-Slayer out of retirement to kill Angelus?"
Fa: "In case anyone has any other ideas, this is a rescue mission, not search-and-destroy. O.K.?"
Cn: "No, not O.K."
Fa: "Listen up, Junior: When I need a bloodhound, I'll call you. If Angelus needs putting down, I'll be the one to do it. Not you. So, is there anything else you're not O.K. with? Good. Show me the weapons."
Chick: "Help me!"
As: "It's alright now. I've got you. Shhh."
Chick: "I don't know how to thank you."
As: "I do." [vamps] "Scream for me!"
As: "Hi, Dawn! Yes, it's me. Is your sister home? She is?" [hangs up] "It's the other one."
Cn: "So, Vampire Slayers. I was told about them. How come you're always girls?"
Fa: "I don't know. Better at it, I guess."
Cn: "Haven't seen what I can do."
Fa: "Let's not."
Fa: "You deficient? What did I just say?"
Cn: "He was attacking!"
Fa: "You thought it was Angelus."
Fa: "I get it: You're a super-being. ... Are you a murderer? 'Cuz I am. And if it comes down to you or Angelus, you haven't shown me a thing to make me want to take your side."
G: "I like her."
Fa: "The kid's not the only tracker. Something will turn up: Trail of bodies, tell-tale clue..." [sees giant sign] "... maybe a carpet fiber..."
W: "So much for the element of surprise. We'll have to come at him from two sides..."
Fa: [already climbing up the far wall] "You take low. I'll hit him high."
As: "Hey, Faith! Nice to see you again. You're looking choice as ever! Ah, that's right. We've never really met, have we?"
Fa: "So, what are you waiting for? Come out and gimme a kiss."
As: "Warmer. Warmer. You're smokin' hot! But then again, you probably knew that."
As: "Honey! I brought a guest home for dinner." [laughs] "Let's eat."
TB: "You dare to bring a Slayer here?"
As: "Hey, doing you a favor, Stonehenge!"
As: "So the question is: What do you do, hotshot? What do you do?"
As: "Smile, Faith! I thought you'd enjoy a threesome."
Fa: "Sure! Let's get it on."
As: "You know, somebody should break this up."
TB: "This is all you are? I had heard The Slayer possessed great strength, but there is no real power here. My Master's power is beyond all limits. Beyond your petty imagining. You are weak. You are nothing. You could not even defeat me."
As: "Ain't that the truth?"
As: "Aw, crap! You mean killing The Beast really does bring back the sun? That was Angel's retarded fantasy!"
As: "Anyway, I just wanted Beastie Boy here to soften you up. I like my meat nice and tender."
As: "Ooooh! Swing-and-a-miss, slugger! Sorry, but...." [crash]
As: "O.K., I've gotta give you props. Nice move, really. I guess we'll just have to take a raincheck on that whole 'evicerating you' thing.
G: "Oooh! Check it out: We've got sun!"
L: "Well, ding dong, The Beast is dead!"
L: "Hey, what about Angelus?"
G: "Well, if that girl can take out The Beast? My money says she'll have Angelus hog-tied and back here by dinnertime."
Cn: "Hey, isn't it incredible?"
EC: "It's... wonderful."
EC: "A weakness for Slayers. You're definitely his son."
EC: "I don't know how... well, I know _how_... but, uh..."
Cn: "What? What is it?"
EC: "We're having a baby."
EC: "All I know is there's a life growing inside of me, and it's ours. We're connected now. You and me. Forever."
Grrr... Argh!
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This page last updated February 6, 2003.
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