Angel Quotes
[Angel visits Wesley in the hospital.]
Angel: Hey, Wes. I just — I want you to know I understand why you did it. I know about the prophecies and I know how hard it must have been for you to… do what you did. You thought I was gonna turn evil and kill my son. I didn't. It's important you know that. This isn't Angelus talking. It's me, Angel. You know that, right?
[Wesley blinks his eyes once]
Angel: Good. [grabs a pillow and shoves it down on Wes' face] Son of a bitch, you're gonna pay for what you did! You took my son! You son of a bitch! You bastard! You think I'd forgive you?! Never! You're gonna die! You hear me? You're gonna pay!
Orderly: [tries to drag Angel off of Wesley] Hey!
Angel: [throws him off] You took my son, YOU TOOK MY SON!
Fred: Stop it!
Angel: You took my son!
Gunn: Angel, stop! [Gunn and the orderlies begin to drag Angel away with success]
Angel: Never! Never!
Gunn: Come on, man! Stop!
Angel: I'll kill you! You're dead! You're a dead man, Pryce! You're dead! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! You're a dead man! Dead! Dead!
Angel: Hey, Wes. I just — I want you to know I understand why you did it. I know about the prophecies and I know how hard it must have been for you to… do what you did. You thought I was gonna turn evil and kill my son. I didn't. It's important you know that. This isn't Angelus talking. It's me, Angel. You know that, right?
[Wesley blinks his eyes once]
Angel: Good. [grabs a pillow and shoves it down on Wes' face] Son of a bitch, you're gonna pay for what you did! You took my son! You son of a bitch! You bastard! You think I'd forgive you?! Never! You're gonna die! You hear me? You're gonna pay!
Orderly: [tries to drag Angel off of Wesley] Hey!
Angel: [throws him off] You took my son, YOU TOOK MY SON!
Fred: Stop it!
Angel: You took my son!
Gunn: Angel, stop! [Gunn and the orderlies begin to drag Angel away with success]
Angel: Never! Never!
Gunn: Come on, man! Stop!
Angel: I'll kill you! You're dead! You're a dead man, Pryce! You're dead! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! You're a dead man! Dead! Dead!
TV Show: Angel
[Fred visits Wesley in the hospital.]
Fred: I brought you some of your stuff from the office. Things there . . . Well. Things. Gunn and I found your notes about the baby. The prophecy. You took him away cause you thought Angel was gonna kill him. You were trying to protect them. Both of them. I just wanted you to know I understand that. And I also wanted to say I thought what Angel tried to do to you was wrong. And I'm sorry. But he was right to blame you, Wesley. You should have come to us. You should have trusted us instead of going to Holtz behind our back. You were supposed to be our friend and you didn't even . . . If Angel sees you again, he'll kill you, Wesley. This time for real. Don't come back to the hotel. Ever. The prophecy was false. Angel was never gonna hurt Connor. It was all for nothing.
Fred: I brought you some of your stuff from the office. Things there . . . Well. Things. Gunn and I found your notes about the baby. The prophecy. You took him away cause you thought Angel was gonna kill him. You were trying to protect them. Both of them. I just wanted you to know I understand that. And I also wanted to say I thought what Angel tried to do to you was wrong. And I'm sorry. But he was right to blame you, Wesley. You should have come to us. You should have trusted us instead of going to Holtz behind our back. You were supposed to be our friend and you didn't even . . . If Angel sees you again, he'll kill you, Wesley. This time for real. Don't come back to the hotel. Ever. The prophecy was false. Angel was never gonna hurt Connor. It was all for nothing.
TV Show: Angel
Fred: Don't forget your machete.
Gunn: Yes, dear.
The Groosalugg: He is very fortunate to have such a woman looking after his weapon.
Lorne: [chuckling] I'm not touchin' that one.
Gunn: Yes, dear.
The Groosalugg: He is very fortunate to have such a woman looking after his weapon.
Lorne: [chuckling] I'm not touchin' that one.
TV Show: Angel
Cordy: Wow.
Fred: I know, huh?
Groo: I'm sorry this has come to pass.
Angel: I'm a little confused.
Fred: About what? What was unclear?
Cordy: Well, upstairs you said you thought Gunn was in danger.
Fred: He is!
Cordy: And you think that because...?
Fred: He broke up with me!
Cordy: Oh.
Fred: But not really.
Cordy: Oh. No?
Fred: No!
Groo: That is good. I am relieved.
Fred: No this is worse. Much worse. I wish he had broken up with me.
Cordy: Fred, are you sure he didn't? I mean, those things you said he said to you...
Fred: I know I said he said those things to me, but he would never say those things to me.
Cordy: Those things he said?
Fred: Exactly! That's why I know he's in trouble.
Angel: Let me get this straight. You and Gunn are dating.
Fred: Not any more, I guess!
Cordy: Fred, honey.
Fred: Don't you see? He hurt me. And the only reason he'd do something like that is to protect me from something. And whatever it is, it's gotta be bad, because this hurts like hell.
Angel: Then I guess we better help him. We are not losing another member of this family.
Fred: I know, huh?
Groo: I'm sorry this has come to pass.
Angel: I'm a little confused.
Fred: About what? What was unclear?
Cordy: Well, upstairs you said you thought Gunn was in danger.
Fred: He is!
Cordy: And you think that because...?
Fred: He broke up with me!
Cordy: Oh.
Fred: But not really.
Cordy: Oh. No?
Fred: No!
Groo: That is good. I am relieved.
Fred: No this is worse. Much worse. I wish he had broken up with me.
Cordy: Fred, are you sure he didn't? I mean, those things you said he said to you...
Fred: I know I said he said those things to me, but he would never say those things to me.
Cordy: Those things he said?
Fred: Exactly! That's why I know he's in trouble.
Angel: Let me get this straight. You and Gunn are dating.
Fred: Not any more, I guess!
Cordy: Fred, honey.
Fred: Don't you see? He hurt me. And the only reason he'd do something like that is to protect me from something. And whatever it is, it's gotta be bad, because this hurts like hell.
Angel: Then I guess we better help him. We are not losing another member of this family.
TV Show: Angel
[The AI team is rebuilding Angel's apartment after an earthquake.]
The Groosalugg: [gravely] Angel... You and I have fought side by side on more than one occasion. Fellow warriors, shoulder to shoulder. By now, my counsel must assuredly hold weight, so I beseech you to heed my words.
Angel: Mmm… oo-kay…
Groo: Pomegranate Mist is the wrong color for this room.
The Groosalugg: [gravely] Angel... You and I have fought side by side on more than one occasion. Fellow warriors, shoulder to shoulder. By now, my counsel must assuredly hold weight, so I beseech you to heed my words.
Angel: Mmm… oo-kay…
Groo: Pomegranate Mist is the wrong color for this room.
TV Show: Angel
Groo: Summer Splendor is a hue more worthy of a champion. Or, perhaps this unique one called "purpla".
Angel: Purple. Yet you have no problems pronouncing pomegranate.
Groo: It was my mother's name.
Angel: (sarcastically) What are the odds?
TV Show: Angel
Cordelia: (about the pentagram) Oh, I give up. I tried soaking it out, tried scrubbing it out. No question, we've got ring around the lobby. I say we toss in the towel and buy a big-ass throw rug. Who's with me?
TV Show: Angel
Cordelia: I know you don't want to talk about it but you don't mess with dark magics and expect to just walk away like it doesn't matter.
Angel: Doesn't matter. It was a waste of time.
Cordelia: Still, I should probably know what kind of spell it was. You know there's almost always some cosmic price to using primordial powers. There could be repercussions. And you know the one person who might be able to help us with that isn't around any more.
[Angel gives her a stare.]
Cordelia: Not going there. Just saying..
[Angel walks away.]
Cordelia: You can run away and avoid talking about this but you know as well as I do: stuff we do in the past usually comes back to bite us in our respective assi and what you did...
Angel: Okay, so maybe I wasn't thinking too clearly. I mean I was drunk for awhile there, drunk in my own son's blood, slipped into my food by the good folks at Wolfram and Hart. And my head was little clouded with rage over a trusted friend stealing my child from me.. Damn it Cordelia, you got me talking about this.
Angel: Doesn't matter. It was a waste of time.
Cordelia: Still, I should probably know what kind of spell it was. You know there's almost always some cosmic price to using primordial powers. There could be repercussions. And you know the one person who might be able to help us with that isn't around any more.
[Angel gives her a stare.]
Cordelia: Not going there. Just saying..
[Angel walks away.]
Cordelia: You can run away and avoid talking about this but you know as well as I do: stuff we do in the past usually comes back to bite us in our respective assi and what you did...
Angel: Okay, so maybe I wasn't thinking too clearly. I mean I was drunk for awhile there, drunk in my own son's blood, slipped into my food by the good folks at Wolfram and Hart. And my head was little clouded with rage over a trusted friend stealing my child from me.. Damn it Cordelia, you got me talking about this.
TV Show: Angel
Fred: You went to Wesley's for me. He's the one who told you how to save me.
Gunn: Yeah. He made it clear. That's a door none of us is ever going to be knocking on again.
Gunn: Yeah. He made it clear. That's a door none of us is ever going to be knocking on again.
TV Show: Angel
Wesley: Dante's Divine Comedy.
Lilah: Actually, it's just part one. The Inferno. It's not a first edition. More like the 1500s. But it is in the original Tuscan. Have you read it?
Wesley: Several times.
Lilah: Then you know it's a guided tour of the underworld. The nine levels of hell.
Wesley: Yes, descending, concentric rings based on the severity of the sin.
Lilah: You know, I always forget. At the very bottom of hell, in the ninth circle, the devil's frozen in ice, right? He's got three heads, three mouths, and these mouths are reserved for the worst sinners. I can't remember, who is in the center mouth? What was his name? The one person in all of human history who was deemed the greatest sinner. Who is it?
Wesley: Judas Iscariot.
Lilah: Right. The worst spot in hell is reserved for those who betray... So don't pretend you're too good to work for us.
Lilah: Actually, it's just part one. The Inferno. It's not a first edition. More like the 1500s. But it is in the original Tuscan. Have you read it?
Wesley: Several times.
Lilah: Then you know it's a guided tour of the underworld. The nine levels of hell.
Wesley: Yes, descending, concentric rings based on the severity of the sin.
Lilah: You know, I always forget. At the very bottom of hell, in the ninth circle, the devil's frozen in ice, right? He's got three heads, three mouths, and these mouths are reserved for the worst sinners. I can't remember, who is in the center mouth? What was his name? The one person in all of human history who was deemed the greatest sinner. Who is it?
Wesley: Judas Iscariot.
Lilah: Right. The worst spot in hell is reserved for those who betray... So don't pretend you're too good to work for us.
TV Show: Angel
Gunn: Couple weeks ago, he was wearin' diapers. Now he's a teenager?
Cordelia: Tell me we don't live in a soap opera.
Cordelia: Tell me we don't live in a soap opera.
TV Show: Angel
Groosalugg: Princess, perhaps your newfound powers can seal it shut.
Cordelia: Can't hurt to try.
[raises her hands]
Cordelia: I command you close!
[nothing happens]
Chase: Okay, I got nothin'.
Cordelia: Can't hurt to try.
[raises her hands]
Cordelia: I command you close!
[nothing happens]
Chase: Okay, I got nothin'.
TV Show: Angel
Groosalugg: Is it dangerous? For Gunn and I can protect you.
Lorne: Well, no, it's not dangerous, it's just awkward. This guy's all hands. I mean, all hands, like fifty of 'em. Anybody fluent in sign language?
Lorne: Well, no, it's not dangerous, it's just awkward. This guy's all hands. I mean, all hands, like fifty of 'em. Anybody fluent in sign language?
TV Show: Angel
Fred: Okay. So he survived an unspeakable hell dimension. Who hasn't? You -- you can't just leave him alone in the streets of Los Angeles!
TV Show: Angel
(Connor enters the motel room, carrying a newspaper and junk food from the now broken vending machine.)
Connor: I found food in a big metal box outside. - Dad?
Holtz: Oh, good boy. You got it. Now. Let's have a look at the date. (Stares at the paper mutely for a moment) Days. We've been gone only days.
Connor: I found food in a big metal box outside. - Dad?
Holtz: Oh, good boy. You got it. Now. Let's have a look at the date. (Stares at the paper mutely for a moment) Days. We've been gone only days.
TV Show: Angel
Fred: Looks like we've been following Angel's son's emissions the whole time!
Gunn: Now there's a sentence I don't ever need to hear again.
Fred: But this is good, right? It means there was no big scary that came out of the portal...
(Sees Holtz)
Gunn: How 'bout a short scary?
Gunn: Now there's a sentence I don't ever need to hear again.
Fred: But this is good, right? It means there was no big scary that came out of the portal...
(Sees Holtz)
Gunn: How 'bout a short scary?
TV Show: Angel
Lorne: Oh, hey, kiddo. I didn't see you there. You looking for your dad? Come on. He's upstairs. I'll show you the room. - This way.
Connor: I'm not going anywhere with you, demon.
Lorne: I'll tell you what, since you were raised in a hell dimension by a psychopath, and since that happens to be a topic that I know a little something about, we'll just let that slide. Now I'll fetch your pop for you.
Connor: Filthy demon.
Lorne: Actually, that's UNCLE filthy demon to you. It wasn't that long ago, like a week, I was changing your diapers, you little...
Connor: I'm not going anywhere with you, demon.
Lorne: I'll tell you what, since you were raised in a hell dimension by a psychopath, and since that happens to be a topic that I know a little something about, we'll just let that slide. Now I'll fetch your pop for you.
Connor: Filthy demon.
Lorne: Actually, that's UNCLE filthy demon to you. It wasn't that long ago, like a week, I was changing your diapers, you little...
TV Show: Angel
[Holtz is sitting at the table in the motel room. He folds a piece of paper and sticks it into an envelope.]
Holtz: I can't recall. Would you require an invitation for a place like this?
[Angel is standing in the open door behind Holtz.]
Angel: Public accommodation? [Steps across the threshold] No.
Holtz: No. You'd think I'd remember something like that. It would have seemed important once. Details begin to escape me.
[Angel gives the door a push so it closes behind him then grabs Holtz by the throat and slams him up against the wall.]
Angel: You stole my son.
Holtz: I kept your son alive. You murdered mine.
[After a beat Angel slowly backs off and withdraws his hand from Holtz' throat.]
Angel: I was different then.
Holtz: Yes. So was I. You feel remorse. You feel remorse yet you can't express it.
Angel: You want me to say I'm sorry? How can I? It wouldn't mean a thing.
Holtz: It would mean a little. Not much, but it would be something.
Angel: Then I'm sorry. For whatever little it might mean. It's all I've got.
[Angel stands still, looking straight ahead, not at Holtz.]
Holtz: Not all. You had a son. So there it is. I thought by depriving you of that son it would allow me some measure of justice. I was wrong.
Angel: Taking Connor from me was never justice. It was vengeance.
Holtz: Or maybe vengeance is what I do now. Give back what I took.
Angel: What?
Holtz: I'm an old man now. I have nothing to offer the boy. You can give him what I can't: his purpose. But every time you look upon his face every time he calls you 'father' you will be reminded of that which you took and can never give back. And if that is vengeance, I find I have no taste for it. [He picks up the let
Holtz: I can't recall. Would you require an invitation for a place like this?
[Angel is standing in the open door behind Holtz.]
Angel: Public accommodation? [Steps across the threshold] No.
Holtz: No. You'd think I'd remember something like that. It would have seemed important once. Details begin to escape me.
[Angel gives the door a push so it closes behind him then grabs Holtz by the throat and slams him up against the wall.]
Angel: You stole my son.
Holtz: I kept your son alive. You murdered mine.
[After a beat Angel slowly backs off and withdraws his hand from Holtz' throat.]
Angel: I was different then.
Holtz: Yes. So was I. You feel remorse. You feel remorse yet you can't express it.
Angel: You want me to say I'm sorry? How can I? It wouldn't mean a thing.
Holtz: It would mean a little. Not much, but it would be something.
Angel: Then I'm sorry. For whatever little it might mean. It's all I've got.
[Angel stands still, looking straight ahead, not at Holtz.]
Holtz: Not all. You had a son. So there it is. I thought by depriving you of that son it would allow me some measure of justice. I was wrong.
Angel: Taking Connor from me was never justice. It was vengeance.
Holtz: Or maybe vengeance is what I do now. Give back what I took.
Angel: What?
Holtz: I'm an old man now. I have nothing to offer the boy. You can give him what I can't: his purpose. But every time you look upon his face every time he calls you 'father' you will be reminded of that which you took and can never give back. And if that is vengeance, I find I have no taste for it. [He picks up the let
TV Show: Angel
Holtz: [voiceover] Dearest Stephen, this is a most difficult letter for me to write. You mean more to me than anything in this world or any other. But your best interests must come first, which is why by the time you receive this, I will be gone. I hope one day you will be able to forgive an old man's weakness, which compels him to say these things in a letter. But to attempt a good-bye in your presence would be impossible for me. I fear I would never let you go. And I must let you go. I know that if I didn't you would only end up hating me. And that I could not bear. Your destiny lies with Angel. I know that now. You will have a better life with him. I'm comforted by that certainty and the knowledge that with him you will discover your true purpose and come to know who it is you are meant to be. My only prayer is that I have prepared you well enough for whatever lies ahead. I trust that I have. Be brave. Lovingly, your father.
TV Show: Angel
Angel: I don't even own a TV. He's gonna wanna watch TV. Not too much, I mean, after homework and chores. He's gonna need clothes, weekly allowance... What's good nowadays? Fifty cents, a dollar?
Cordelia: Yeah. If you're Tom Sawyer painting the fence.
Angel: See? I'm so out of touch.
Cordelia: Yeah. If you're Tom Sawyer painting the fence.
Angel: See? I'm so out of touch.
TV Show: Angel
Cordelia: Well, what about rebuilding your club here?
Lorne: Well, that's a great idea, pixiecat, except every time I do, you all seem to destroy it.
Cordelia: It was only (pauses and looks ashamed) three times.
Lorne: Well, that's a great idea, pixiecat, except every time I do, you all seem to destroy it.
Cordelia: It was only (pauses and looks ashamed) three times.
TV Show: Angel