Angel Quote
The Master: [talking about Angelus] Angelus? The Latinate for "Angel". It’s marvelous!
Darla: His name would already be a legend in his home village - had he left anyone alive there to tell the tale.
The Master: [caressing Darla's hand] Ah, you had a nice trip. I'm so glad.
Darla: On the way back we cut a bloody swath through South Wales and northern England. He was magnificent.
Angelus: Hmm, Yorkshire men - tough as leather. [The Master and Angelus both laugh at that remark] So, Darla here tells me you're some sort of Master.
Darla: The Master. He commands our order."
The Master: The order of Aurelius. We are the select - the elite.
[Angelus folds his arms and surveys their surroundings.]
Angelus: And you live in the sewers, do you?
[The Master gives Darla's hand a pat and stands up.]
The Master: We live below, giving tribute to the old ones. Awaiting that promised day when we will arise -A rise! - and lay waste to the world above us.
[The Master laughs.]
Angelus: Why'd you want to do that?
The Master: Huh?
Angelus: Well, I mean, have you been above lately? It's quite nice. Me - I could never live in a rat infested stink hole - like this, if you'll pardon me for saying so. I got to have meself a proper bed or I'm a terror. [To Darla] Isn't that right love?
Darla: He's young.
Angelus: And this one, down in the goose feathers, and the finest silks and linens and a view... [Angelus comes around to Darla] ...she's always got to have the view... [leans in close to her] ...don't you, my lamb?.
Darla: We fed very recently. The blood is still hot in his veins.
Angelus: You noticed that, did you?
The Master: We stalk the surfac
Darla: His name would already be a legend in his home village - had he left anyone alive there to tell the tale.
The Master: [caressing Darla's hand] Ah, you had a nice trip. I'm so glad.
Darla: On the way back we cut a bloody swath through South Wales and northern England. He was magnificent.
Angelus: Hmm, Yorkshire men - tough as leather. [The Master and Angelus both laugh at that remark] So, Darla here tells me you're some sort of Master.
Darla: The Master. He commands our order."
The Master: The order of Aurelius. We are the select - the elite.
[Angelus folds his arms and surveys their surroundings.]
Angelus: And you live in the sewers, do you?
[The Master gives Darla's hand a pat and stands up.]
The Master: We live below, giving tribute to the old ones. Awaiting that promised day when we will arise -A rise! - and lay waste to the world above us.
[The Master laughs.]
Angelus: Why'd you want to do that?
The Master: Huh?
Angelus: Well, I mean, have you been above lately? It's quite nice. Me - I could never live in a rat infested stink hole - like this, if you'll pardon me for saying so. I got to have meself a proper bed or I'm a terror. [To Darla] Isn't that right love?
Darla: He's young.
Angelus: And this one, down in the goose feathers, and the finest silks and linens and a view... [Angelus comes around to Darla] ...she's always got to have the view... [leans in close to her] ...don't you, my lamb?.
Darla: We fed very recently. The blood is still hot in his veins.
Angelus: You noticed that, did you?
The Master: We stalk the surfac
TV Show: Angel
