Angel Quote
Lawson: Did they at least torture you? Please tell me they did.
Angel: Never gave them a chance. Jumped ship... off the coast of Maine. Went underground till the war was over.
Lawson: Like any other coward.
Angel: Wars are won and lost by men.
Lawson: You mean...like me? No, wait, that doesn't apply anymore, does it?
Angel: I never wanted to do this to you.
Lawson: Oh, put your hanky away. I know how important the technology they pulled from the sub was to helping us stop the Germans. Sounded like a fair shake. One person damned to make the world safe for future generations. [looks over at Angel's gang] Except these guys.
Angel: Killing them's not going to change the past.
Lawson: But it'll hurt you. Maybe that's enough.
Angel: Never is.
Lawson: Then maybe I found my mission again after all these years.
Angel: Being an evil son of a bitch not keeping you busy?
Lawson: We all need a reason to live, even if we're already dead. Mom, apple pie, the stars and stripes... That was good enough for me till I met you. Then I had this whole creature-of-the-night thing going for me—the joy of destruction and death—and I embraced it. I did all the terrible things a monster does—murdered women and children, tortured fathers and husbands just to hear 'em scream—and through it all... I felt nothing. 60 years of blood drying in my throat like ashes. So what do you think? Is it me, chief? Or does everyone you sired feel this way?
Angel: You're the only one I ever did this to...after I got a soul.
Lawson: Do I have one, too?
Angel: I don't think it works that way, son.
Lawson: Didn't think so.
[Lawson attacks Angel.]
Angel: Never gave them a chance. Jumped ship... off the coast of Maine. Went underground till the war was over.
Lawson: Like any other coward.
Angel: Wars are won and lost by men.
Lawson: You mean...like me? No, wait, that doesn't apply anymore, does it?
Angel: I never wanted to do this to you.
Lawson: Oh, put your hanky away. I know how important the technology they pulled from the sub was to helping us stop the Germans. Sounded like a fair shake. One person damned to make the world safe for future generations. [looks over at Angel's gang] Except these guys.
Angel: Killing them's not going to change the past.
Lawson: But it'll hurt you. Maybe that's enough.
Angel: Never is.
Lawson: Then maybe I found my mission again after all these years.
Angel: Being an evil son of a bitch not keeping you busy?
Lawson: We all need a reason to live, even if we're already dead. Mom, apple pie, the stars and stripes... That was good enough for me till I met you. Then I had this whole creature-of-the-night thing going for me—the joy of destruction and death—and I embraced it. I did all the terrible things a monster does—murdered women and children, tortured fathers and husbands just to hear 'em scream—and through it all... I felt nothing. 60 years of blood drying in my throat like ashes. So what do you think? Is it me, chief? Or does everyone you sired feel this way?
Angel: You're the only one I ever did this to...after I got a soul.
Lawson: Do I have one, too?
Angel: I don't think it works that way, son.
Lawson: Didn't think so.
[Lawson attacks Angel.]
TV Show: Angel
