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| Allen Francis Doyle |
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It's about showing people there's still love and hope in the world. |
| Homeless Woman | Spare change? | |
| Allen Francis Doyle |
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Get a job, you lazy sow. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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So, um, are you still... 'Grrr'? |
| Angel |
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Yeah. There's not actually a cure for that. |
| Allen Francis Doyle |
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Well I like the place. Not much with the view, but it has a certain Batcave air to it. |
| Allen Francis Doyle |
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Let me tell you a little bedtime story. |
| Angel |
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But I don't feel sleepy. |
| Allen Francis Doyle |
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Once upon a time, there was a vampire. And he was the meanest vampire in all the land. I mean, other vampires were afraid of him he was such a bastard. Then, one day, he gets his soul back and suddenly he's mad with guilt. |
| Angel |
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I was wrong. Now I'm feeling sleepy. |
| Allen Francis Doyle |
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It's a fairly dull tale. It needs a bit of sex, in my opinion. So sure enough, he meets a girl. Pretty little blond thing. A vampire slayer by trade. And our vampire falls madly in love. But eventually, they get fleshy with one another. And the moment he- well, I guess the technical term is "Perfect Happiness". But when our boy gets there, he goes bad and kills again. It's ugly. When he gets his soul back for the second time, he figures he can't be anywhere near Miss Puppy-Eyes without endangering them both. He takes off and goes to L.A, to fight evil and atone for his crimes. He's a shadow, a faceless champion of the helpless human race. Say, you wouldn't happen to have a beer of any kind, would you? |
| Angel |
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I know you guys have been working hard. I mean, you've been cooped up inside a lot. And to show my appreciation, I was thinking, the night being... you know... young and all, that the three of us could, well... should... you know... maybe, go out... ... you know... ... ... for fun. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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Or we can go home. |
| Allen Francis Doyle |
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And you can sit in the dark alone. |
| Angel |
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God yes. Thank you. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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This guy has a lot to lose. What is it about Melissa that's got him going all OJ here. |
| Angel |
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Nothing. Its not about Melissa its about rage. This guy is too messed up to deal with a real woman and he can't stand that so he creates a fantasy about a girl he barely knows. But eventually even she fails him and he has to hurt her because when he looks at her all he sees is how useless he is. How damaged... |
| Cordelia Chase |
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What a fun date you must have been back in your bad vamp days. |
| Spike |
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It's called Addiction, Angel. We all have them. I believe yours is called Slutty the Vampire Slayer. |
| Daniel "Oz" Osbourne |
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[about Angel] He's very pale. Like paler than most people. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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Steel boxes? Why would you want.... oh. For packing up people parts. You know, this job. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful to have it, god knows it's educational and all, but sometimes. |
| Little Tony Papazian | If I'd known how bad you wanted me, I mighta let you catch me sooner. | |
| Kate Lockley | If I'd known how much you needed the exercise, I might've let you run a little longer. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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Hello, Angel. |
| Angel |
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Wesley. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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I’ll wager you never thought you’d see me again. |
| Angel |
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To tell you the truth, I hadn’t given it much thought one way or the other. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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I'm a rogue demon hunter now. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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Wow. What's a rogue demon? |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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Hello. I was just in the neighborhood, patrolling with my new Bavarian fighting axe when I suddenly thought, "Perhaps Cordelia has had a vision." Perhaps you need my help in the battle against evil. |
| Angel |
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We seem to be evil-free at the moment. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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I also packed along a Word Puzzle 3-D, if either of you has the nerve to take me on. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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Gee, Wesley, I'd love to... but unlike you, I'm not in my eighties quite yet. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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What is this stuff, anyway? Kind of pretty. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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It's the bodily excretion of an Ethros demon. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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No one could have said "demon poo" before I touched it? |
| Angel |
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You both did great. And I think we did a good thing here. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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Yes. We set the captives free. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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Well, actually, didn't we set a bunch of demons free? |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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Ah well, technically... Yes. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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When you do find him, you may wanna be a little more Guy Pierce in LA Confidential and less Michael Madsen in Reservoir Dogs? |
| Charles Gunn |
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I haven't bothered to see a movie since Denzel was robbed at the Oscars for Malcolm X. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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That was quite the performance. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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I know! Talk about being wound up too tight. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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No. I mean Denzel. |
| Cordelia Chase |
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Oh, well, he is always great. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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What about you? |
| Angel |
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Who doesn't love Denzel? |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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No! I mean- what you said before. It's true. I've never seen you have so much trouble with a single vampire before. |
| Angel |
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Off day. Let's go. |
| Harmony Kendall |
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The girl of your dreams loved you. That's more than most people ever get. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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I know. But it isn't enough. |
| Lindsey McDonald |
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You don't trust me. You don't think a man can change? |
| Lorne |
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It's not about what I think. This was Angel's plan. |
| Lindsey McDonald |
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Come on. I could sing for you. |
| Lorne |
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I've heard you sing. [takes out a gun with a silencer and shoots him] |
| Lindsey McDonald |
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Why- Why did you... |
| Lorne |
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One last job. You're not part of the solution, Lindsey. You never will be. |
| Lindsey McDonald |
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You kill me? [collapses] A flunky? I'm not just- Angel kills me. You- Angel... [goes limp] |
| Lorne |
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[sighs] Good night, folks. [drops the gun and walks out] |
| Spike |
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Right. First off, I'm not wearing any amulets. No bracelets, brooches, beads, pendants, pins or rings. |
| Spike |
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[reads poetry at a bar] My soul is wrapped in harsh repose, midnight descends in raven-colored clothes, But soft... Behold! A sunlight beam, cutting a swath of glimmering gleam. My heart expands, 'tis grown a bulge in it, inspired by your beauty... effulgent." |
| Man | Yeah! (applause) That was great, man. | |
| Spike |
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Thank you. That was for Cecily. This next one's called The Wanton Folly of me Mum. |
| Angel |
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I want you all to do something for me, for yourselves: take the day off. |
| Spike |
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What? |
| Charles Gunn |
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Angel, if we're planning to assassinate the power elite of the apocalypse tonight, shouldn't we be cowboying up? |
| Angel |
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We'll be ready, but today, I want you guys to go out. Live. Do whatever you want. Live the day like it's your last...because it probably is. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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There is no perfect day for me, Illyria. There is no sunset or painting or finely aged scotch that's going to sum up my life and make tonight any... There is nothing that I want. |
| Illyria |
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You want to be with Fred. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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Yes. Yes, that's where I'd be if I could. |
| Illyria |
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Wesley's dead. I'm feeling grief for him. I can't seem to control it. I wish to do more violence. |
| Harmony Kendall |
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Oh, my God. |
| Angel |
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Hamilton... |
| Harmony Kendall |
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He's not my boyfriend! I mean I certainly didn't betray you! |
| Angel |
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Drop the act, Harm. |
| Harmony Kendall |
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It's not an act, I'm really this nervous! |
| Angel |
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I knew you'd turn on me, I just didn't know when. |
| Harmony Kendall |
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What do you mean you knew? |
| Angel |
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Loyalty really isn't high on your list. |
| Harmony Kendall |
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Oh, is that right? I'll have you know I am damn loyal, dumbass. |
| Angel |
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You betrayed me. You are betraying me now, even as we are talking. |
| Harmony Kendall |
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Because you never have any confidence in me! |
| Angel |
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No, because you have no soul! |
| Harmony Kendall |
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I would if you had confidence in me! |
| Angel |
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Get out of the building. |
| Harmony Kendall |
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Are you firing me? |
| Angel |
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Among other things, yes. |
| Harmony Kendall |
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Do you think I could get a recommendation? |
| Angel |
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Yeah, okay. |
| Illyria |
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You'll be dead within moments. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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I know. |
| Illyria |
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Would you like me to lie to you now? |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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Yes. Thank you, yes. [Illyria morphs into Fred] Hello there. |
| Illyria |
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Oh Wesley. My Wesley. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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Fred, I've missed you. |
| Illyria |
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It's gonna be okay. It won't hurt much longer and then you'll be where I am... We'll be together. |
| Wesley Wyndam-Pryce |
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I-I love you. |
| Illyria |
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I love you. My love. Oh, my love. |
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