Angel Quotes
[Angel stares at the stakes.]
Angel: What are you waiting for?
Jeeves: For you, sir. I can't proceed without your permission. You've earned a choice. Accept your death so she may live or...
Angel: Or what?!
Jeeves: Leave. Refuse the challenge and walk away. No one will stop you. Our doors are all open to you. You've done that yourself.
Angel: What about Darla?
Jeeves: Oh, she dies.
Angel: No deal.
Jeeves: I expected as much. A pity. I'm beginning to like you.
Angel: Spare me.
Jeeves: I'd very much like to. [Steps closer.] Do you mind if I ask you a question? Isn't the world a better place with you in it? You can save so many people. It seems she can barely save herself.
[Angel doesn't answer. Darla has a tear in her eye.]
Jeeves: You know better than anyone the world can be a very bad place. Take yourself out, put her in - how long will it be before she stumbles, before she falls?
Angel: I don't know.
Jeeves: No, you don't. Are you still ready to give her life when she can promise you - nothing?
Angel: Yes.
[Darla licks her lips and swallows.]
Jeeves: As you wish.
Darla: No.
[Angel takes a deep breath.]
Angel: Do it.
Angel: What are you waiting for?
Jeeves: For you, sir. I can't proceed without your permission. You've earned a choice. Accept your death so she may live or...
Angel: Or what?!
Jeeves: Leave. Refuse the challenge and walk away. No one will stop you. Our doors are all open to you. You've done that yourself.
Angel: What about Darla?
Jeeves: Oh, she dies.
Angel: No deal.
Jeeves: I expected as much. A pity. I'm beginning to like you.
Angel: Spare me.
Jeeves: I'd very much like to. [Steps closer.] Do you mind if I ask you a question? Isn't the world a better place with you in it? You can save so many people. It seems she can barely save herself.
[Angel doesn't answer. Darla has a tear in her eye.]
Jeeves: You know better than anyone the world can be a very bad place. Take yourself out, put her in - how long will it be before she stumbles, before she falls?
Angel: I don't know.
Jeeves: No, you don't. Are you still ready to give her life when she can promise you - nothing?
Angel: Yes.
[Darla licks her lips and swallows.]
Jeeves: As you wish.
Darla: No.
[Angel takes a deep breath.]
Angel: Do it.
TV Show: Angel
[Jeeves releases the stakes and they hurtle towards Angel.]
Darla: Noooooooooooooooo!
[She squirms, her eyes closed. She opens them to see Angel in front of her, once again fully dressed but panting, hunched over, barely able to stand.]
Darla: Angel!
Jeeves: Congratulations. You've passed the third test by accepting death. I'm told no one's ever gone that far before in terms of sacrifice. Kudos.
Angel: Pay up.
Jeeves: Of course. [To Darla] You're a lucky woman, and soon you'll have your whole life ahead. Use it wisely.
Angel: Hey, Jeeves, unless this fortune cookie crap is some new kind of torture, what you say we get on with it, huh?"
Jeeves: This way, miss.
[He puts his hands on the sides of her head and they both close their eyes as Angel tries to straighten up so he can get a better view. Jeeves opens his eyes and lets his hands drop.]
Jeeves: Oh!
Darla: What?
Angel: What is it?
Jeeves: This is very embarrassing.
Angel: What is?
Jeeves: Not to mention unprecedented. She's...she's been given new life once before by supernatural means, yes?"
Darla: They brought me back.
Angel: What are you saying?
Jeeves: I can't help you.
Angel: We had a bargain. She's earned a second chance.
Jeeves: She's living her second chance. [The wall shivers and a set of stairs leading up appears.] But you played the game magnificently. [Angel gives him a dark look and Jeeves adjusts his cuffs.] Perhaps you should have told us that she was brought to life before this all started. I truly am sorry, sir. The fact of the matter is... [Steps back and dissolves ...there is nothing I can do.
[Angel doesn't move.]
Darla: Angel...
Darla: Noooooooooooooooo!
[She squirms, her eyes closed. She opens them to see Angel in front of her, once again fully dressed but panting, hunched over, barely able to stand.]
Darla: Angel!
Jeeves: Congratulations. You've passed the third test by accepting death. I'm told no one's ever gone that far before in terms of sacrifice. Kudos.
Angel: Pay up.
Jeeves: Of course. [To Darla] You're a lucky woman, and soon you'll have your whole life ahead. Use it wisely.
Angel: Hey, Jeeves, unless this fortune cookie crap is some new kind of torture, what you say we get on with it, huh?"
Jeeves: This way, miss.
[He puts his hands on the sides of her head and they both close their eyes as Angel tries to straighten up so he can get a better view. Jeeves opens his eyes and lets his hands drop.]
Jeeves: Oh!
Darla: What?
Angel: What is it?
Jeeves: This is very embarrassing.
Angel: What is?
Jeeves: Not to mention unprecedented. She's...she's been given new life once before by supernatural means, yes?"
Darla: They brought me back.
Angel: What are you saying?
Jeeves: I can't help you.
Angel: We had a bargain. She's earned a second chance.
Jeeves: She's living her second chance. [The wall shivers and a set of stairs leading up appears.] But you played the game magnificently. [Angel gives him a dark look and Jeeves adjusts his cuffs.] Perhaps you should have told us that she was brought to life before this all started. I truly am sorry, sir. The fact of the matter is... [Steps back and dissolves ...there is nothing I can do.
[Angel doesn't move.]
Darla: Angel...
TV Show: Angel
[Angel and Darla are sitting in her dingy motel room, Darla on the bed, Angel on a chair by the door.]
Angel: Maybe it would be different. We don't know. Maybe, uh... because, you know, I have a soul if...if I did bite you...
Darla: No!
Angel: We don't know what it would do to you.
Darla: Angel, I've seen it now. Everything you're going through, everything you've gone through. I felt it. I felt how you care. The way no one's ever cared before. Not for me. [Gives him a tiny smile] That's all I need from you.
Angel: That's not enough.
Darla: It is.
Angel: How could the Powers allow you to be brought back, dangle a second chance and take it away like this?
Darla: Maybe this is my second chance.
Angel: To die?
Darla: Yes. To die. The way I was supposed to die in the first place.
[They look at each other for a moment before Darla turns away drawing a shaky breath. Angel gets up and, still limping slightly, goes to sit next to her.]
Angel: I'm not gonna leave you.
[Darla looks at him trying not to cry.]
Angel: Every moment you have left I'm gonna be by your side. You're never gonna be alone again."
[He drapes his, still burned looking, right hand around her shoulder and pulls her close as she begins to cry.]
Angel: Maybe it would be different. We don't know. Maybe, uh... because, you know, I have a soul if...if I did bite you...
Darla: No!
Angel: We don't know what it would do to you.
Darla: Angel, I've seen it now. Everything you're going through, everything you've gone through. I felt it. I felt how you care. The way no one's ever cared before. Not for me. [Gives him a tiny smile] That's all I need from you.
Angel: That's not enough.
Darla: It is.
Angel: How could the Powers allow you to be brought back, dangle a second chance and take it away like this?
Darla: Maybe this is my second chance.
Angel: To die?
Darla: Yes. To die. The way I was supposed to die in the first place.
[They look at each other for a moment before Darla turns away drawing a shaky breath. Angel gets up and, still limping slightly, goes to sit next to her.]
Angel: I'm not gonna leave you.
[Darla looks at him trying not to cry.]
Angel: Every moment you have left I'm gonna be by your side. You're never gonna be alone again."
[He drapes his, still burned looking, right hand around her shoulder and pulls her close as she begins to cry.]
TV Show: Angel
[Four black-clad commandos break into Darla's motel room, taser Angel nearly senseless, and hold Darla.]
Lindsey: [brutally yanks back Angel's head] How did you think this would end?
[Drusilla glides gracefully into the room towards Darla, who quickly realizes her intention and tries to resist but to no avail. Drusilla vamps and bites Darla, then completes the siring by drawing her own blood for Darla to drink in turn. Silent and immobile, Angel watches in agony as Darla's precious, newly-saved soul is lost forever.]
Lindsey: [brutally yanks back Angel's head] How did you think this would end?
[Drusilla glides gracefully into the room towards Darla, who quickly realizes her intention and tries to resist but to no avail. Drusilla vamps and bites Darla, then completes the siring by drawing her own blood for Darla to drink in turn. Silent and immobile, Angel watches in agony as Darla's precious, newly-saved soul is lost forever.]
TV Show: Angel
Gunn: Okay, I'm still tryin' to get this family tree straight. Darla sired Angel.
Wesley: Correct.
Gunn: And Angel sired this Drusilla.
Wesley: Back when he and Darla were together, yes.
Gunn: But, before Angel got his soul back, right?
Wesley: Certainly.
Gunn: Now these lawyers, they brought Darla back as human. Now this Drusilla vamp goes and bites Darla?
Wesley: So it would seem.
Gunn: Making her a vampire again.
Wesley: That's the cosmological upshot, yes. Darla's human self has died, and some time before dawn, unless Angel can stop it, she will rise again, a soulless demon.
Gunn: So that means...
Wesley: Clock is ticking.
Gunn: No, no, what I'm sayin' is, that means the granddaughter remade the grandmother.
Wesley: Oh. Yes.
Gunn: Man, somehow that weirds me out more than the whole blood-suckin' thing.
Wesley: Correct.
Gunn: And Angel sired this Drusilla.
Wesley: Back when he and Darla were together, yes.
Gunn: But, before Angel got his soul back, right?
Wesley: Certainly.
Gunn: Now these lawyers, they brought Darla back as human. Now this Drusilla vamp goes and bites Darla?
Wesley: So it would seem.
Gunn: Making her a vampire again.
Wesley: That's the cosmological upshot, yes. Darla's human self has died, and some time before dawn, unless Angel can stop it, she will rise again, a soulless demon.
Gunn: So that means...
Wesley: Clock is ticking.
Gunn: No, no, what I'm sayin' is, that means the granddaughter remade the grandmother.
Wesley: Oh. Yes.
Gunn: Man, somehow that weirds me out more than the whole blood-suckin' thing.
TV Show: Angel
Drusilla: I saw you coming, my lovely. The moon showed me. It told me to come into the twentieth century.
Angel: It's the twenty-first century, Dru.
Drusilla: Hmm, I'm still lagging.
Angel: It's the twenty-first century, Dru.
Drusilla: Hmm, I'm still lagging.
TV Show: Angel
[Drusilla prepares a sleeping Darla for her rebirth as a vampire.]
Drusilla: [sings] Run and catch, run and catch, the lamb is caught in the blackberry patch.
Drusilla: [sings] Run and catch, run and catch, the lamb is caught in the blackberry patch.
TV Show: Angel
[Wesley, Cordelia, and Gunn are huddled miserably in their derelict new office.]
Virginia: [entering with a basket] Hey, Wow! This place is great. I brought champagne. You guys must be so excited... [takes in their looks] in that really dry, suicidal way.
Wesley: [kisses her] Sorry, sweetheart. You just caught us in a moment of ... well ...
Cordelia: Reality.
Virginia: Oh, that. I avoid that.
Gunn: How do you avoid reality?
Virginia: Money. It cures everything but boredom. [holds up basket] And food cures boredom, so there you go. Imported chips and packets of cheese.
Gunn: Thanks.
Wesley: We'll enjoy them huddled around our pathetic candles.
Cordelia: We'll make pathetic nachos.
Virginia: You guys are really down.
Gunn: Yeah. And don't try to tell us there's no way to go but up, 'cause the truth is, there's always more down.
Virginia: [entering with a basket] Hey, Wow! This place is great. I brought champagne. You guys must be so excited... [takes in their looks] in that really dry, suicidal way.
Wesley: [kisses her] Sorry, sweetheart. You just caught us in a moment of ... well ...
Cordelia: Reality.
Virginia: Oh, that. I avoid that.
Gunn: How do you avoid reality?
Virginia: Money. It cures everything but boredom. [holds up basket] And food cures boredom, so there you go. Imported chips and packets of cheese.
Gunn: Thanks.
Wesley: We'll enjoy them huddled around our pathetic candles.
Cordelia: We'll make pathetic nachos.
Virginia: You guys are really down.
Gunn: Yeah. And don't try to tell us there's no way to go but up, 'cause the truth is, there's always more down.
TV Show: Angel
Gene Rainey: In Newton's world, space and time are separate entities. In Einstein's, they're entwined.
Val: "Einstein's — entwined." Can you say that ten times, really fast?
Val: "Einstein's — entwined." Can you say that ten times, really fast?
TV Show: Angel
[Darla and Dru are heading down a crowed sidewalk with Darla tossing Dru around.]
Dru: Did I do something to displease you?
[Darla tosses Dru on the sidewalk. A guy tries to help Dru up, but Darla tosses him aside, then grabs a hold of Dru and tosses her over a parked car onto the road. Dru stands up, only to get hit by a honking car. Dru rolls down the street a ways and a blonde woman gets out of the car and hurries towards her as Dru slowly gets back up. The woman takes one look at Dru and runs off as Darla comes and slams Dru down on the hood of the car.]
Dru: Grandmother, what?
[Darla hits her, making her stumble into the path of another car that manages to swerve around her, tires screeching. Darla grabs a hold of Dru again.]
Dru: Don't be angry.
[Darla slams her up against the side of the car.]
Darla: Why?
Dru: For you. All for you. I thought it was what you wanted. To be saved.
[Darla looks at Dru and slowly takes a step back, letting her hands drop from Dru's shoulders.]
Dru: [in tears] All alone. All alone in the dirt. We've lost our way and the little worm won't dance if he's told to. [Starts to sob.] No. No.
[Darla pushes Dru's hair out of her face, then slowly takes her in her arms to comfort her, softly stroking her hair and letting Dru cry. A man gets out of his pickup.]
Man: You two wanna move it out of the street?
[Dru and Darla turn to look at him, pulling slightly apart.]
Man: Yeah, that's right, sweetheart. Why don't you and your girlfriend take the make-out session on home.
[Darla walks up to him.]
Man: The rest of us have lives.
[Darla looks him up and down, shakes her head and vamps.]
Darla: Not for long.
[She grabs him and feeds, drops him to the ground an
Dru: Did I do something to displease you?
[Darla tosses Dru on the sidewalk. A guy tries to help Dru up, but Darla tosses him aside, then grabs a hold of Dru and tosses her over a parked car onto the road. Dru stands up, only to get hit by a honking car. Dru rolls down the street a ways and a blonde woman gets out of the car and hurries towards her as Dru slowly gets back up. The woman takes one look at Dru and runs off as Darla comes and slams Dru down on the hood of the car.]
Dru: Grandmother, what?
[Darla hits her, making her stumble into the path of another car that manages to swerve around her, tires screeching. Darla grabs a hold of Dru again.]
Dru: Don't be angry.
[Darla slams her up against the side of the car.]
Darla: Why?
Dru: For you. All for you. I thought it was what you wanted. To be saved.
[Darla looks at Dru and slowly takes a step back, letting her hands drop from Dru's shoulders.]
Dru: [in tears] All alone. All alone in the dirt. We've lost our way and the little worm won't dance if he's told to. [Starts to sob.] No. No.
[Darla pushes Dru's hair out of her face, then slowly takes her in her arms to comfort her, softly stroking her hair and letting Dru cry. A man gets out of his pickup.]
Man: You two wanna move it out of the street?
[Dru and Darla turn to look at him, pulling slightly apart.]
Man: Yeah, that's right, sweetheart. Why don't you and your girlfriend take the make-out session on home.
[Darla walks up to him.]
Man: The rest of us have lives.
[Darla looks him up and down, shakes her head and vamps.]
Darla: Not for long.
[She grabs him and feeds, drops him to the ground an
TV Show: Angel
Cordelia: Hitting the pause button- Wolfram & Hart? As in, vampire detectors, crack security system and armed guards? Good plan, General Custer!
TV Show: Angel
Angel: I can crush the life out of you before they even lift a finger.
Holland: Oh, I'm sure you can. Just as sure as I am that you won't.
Angel: Won't I?
Holland: You don't kill humans.
Angel: You don't qualify. You set things in motion, play your little games up here in your glass and chrome tower, and people die. Innocent people.
Holland: And yet I just can't seem to care. But you do. And while you're making threats, wasting time, crashing through windows, your girls are out painting the town red, red, red.
Holland: Oh, I'm sure you can. Just as sure as I am that you won't.
Angel: Won't I?
Holland: You don't kill humans.
Angel: You don't qualify. You set things in motion, play your little games up here in your glass and chrome tower, and people die. Innocent people.
Holland: And yet I just can't seem to care. But you do. And while you're making threats, wasting time, crashing through windows, your girls are out painting the town red, red, red.
TV Show: Angel
Drusilla: Ooh. I'm ringing. - Do you hear it? I'm ringing all over! [Darla grabs the phone from Drusilla's cleavage] Oh, yeah. I forgot about that.
TV Show: Angel
Holland: Ladies. How...?
Darla: Your wife was kind enough to invite us in, Holland.
Holland: Ah.
Drusilla: Very sweet, she was. Like clover. [licking blood off her lips]
Drusilla: And honey.
Darla: Just think of it as our way of giving you what you want.
Holland: What would I...?
Darla: I believe you said something about...[Darla and Drusilla change faces]...a massacre.
Darla: Your wife was kind enough to invite us in, Holland.
Holland: Ah.
Drusilla: Very sweet, she was. Like clover. [licking blood off her lips]
Drusilla: And honey.
Darla: Just think of it as our way of giving you what you want.
Holland: What would I...?
Darla: I believe you said something about...[Darla and Drusilla change faces]...a massacre.
TV Show: Angel
Drusilla: You have beautiful skin.
Lilah: I moisturize.
Drusilla: That was very thoughtful of you.
[Darla steps up close to Holland]
Darla: You brought me back as human, a dying one at that, let me wallow with a soul, then sent me crawling back to Angel, begging him to restore me.
Holland: Which he should have done right away. But I miscalculated, I - I thought he cared more than he did.
Darla: Like you do.
[Darla giggles.]
Drusilla: Grandmum won't eat [lifts both hands up besides her head and opens and closes them a couple of times] the double speak."
Darla: No. No, she won't eat that.
Lilah: I moisturize.
Drusilla: That was very thoughtful of you.
[Darla steps up close to Holland]
Darla: You brought me back as human, a dying one at that, let me wallow with a soul, then sent me crawling back to Angel, begging him to restore me.
Holland: Which he should have done right away. But I miscalculated, I - I thought he cared more than he did.
Darla: Like you do.
[Darla giggles.]
Drusilla: Grandmum won't eat [lifts both hands up besides her head and opens and closes them a couple of times] the double speak."
Darla: No. No, she won't eat that.
TV Show: Angel
Drusilla: I hear the sirens. They don't know if the world will be there in the morning.
Lilah: Do you hear the sirens? Are-are the police coming?
Lindsey: [Shakes his head.] No. She senses what this place was built for.
Holland: Ah, yes. Drusilla, you're quite right. This was originally a bomb shelter in the fifties. We had it converted. Wine has always been my passion.
[Darla giggles.]
Drusilla: People huddled together, crouching in fear.
Holland: Yes, yes. I imagine that's what it would have been like in a war.
Darla: No. Now. She means now.
Holland: Aha. [chuckles] I guess I stepped into that one. Listen Darla, I am sorry that you had to suffer, but look at what's come out of it. You've been restored. You're a superior being. You can have anything you want. And there's not a person in this room who won't work round the clock to see that you get it.
Darla: Gung ho, are they? Because all I'm sensing right now is big, stinky, fear. [smiles in Holland's face, then turns to Lindsey] But not from you. [walks over to him] Do you know what I'm getting from you, Lindsey? [leans in close to his neck as if to bite him, then pulls back] Nothing. Why aren't you afraid?
Lindsey: I don't know.
Darla: You could die here. Chances are you will.
Lindsey: I know.
Darla: And you don't care.
Lindsey: I care. I guess I just don't mind.
Holland: No one's going to die here. This is just a friendly get-together amongst colleagues. [Dru is dancing around Holland's back] We're all on the same side.
Darla: I love this room. Dru, honey, in our new digs we have to put in a people cellar.
[Holland smiles, but the smile fades quickly.]
Lilah: Do you hear the sirens? Are-are the police coming?
Lindsey: [Shakes his head.] No. She senses what this place was built for.
Holland: Ah, yes. Drusilla, you're quite right. This was originally a bomb shelter in the fifties. We had it converted. Wine has always been my passion.
[Darla giggles.]
Drusilla: People huddled together, crouching in fear.
Holland: Yes, yes. I imagine that's what it would have been like in a war.
Darla: No. Now. She means now.
Holland: Aha. [chuckles] I guess I stepped into that one. Listen Darla, I am sorry that you had to suffer, but look at what's come out of it. You've been restored. You're a superior being. You can have anything you want. And there's not a person in this room who won't work round the clock to see that you get it.
Darla: Gung ho, are they? Because all I'm sensing right now is big, stinky, fear. [smiles in Holland's face, then turns to Lindsey] But not from you. [walks over to him] Do you know what I'm getting from you, Lindsey? [leans in close to his neck as if to bite him, then pulls back] Nothing. Why aren't you afraid?
Lindsey: I don't know.
Darla: You could die here. Chances are you will.
Lindsey: I know.
Darla: And you don't care.
Lindsey: I care. I guess I just don't mind.
Holland: No one's going to die here. This is just a friendly get-together amongst colleagues. [Dru is dancing around Holland's back] We're all on the same side.
Darla: I love this room. Dru, honey, in our new digs we have to put in a people cellar.
[Holland smiles, but the smile fades quickly.]
TV Show: Angel
[Angel arrives as Darla and Drusilla prepare to massacre a Wolfram & Hart office party]
Darla: Angelus- here for the tasting?
Drusilla: Look what we have for you. Oh- it's not Daddy. It's never Daddy. It's the Angel-beast.
Darla: Come to punish us?
Drusilla: Yeah, yeah. [lifts her hands as if they were tied above her head] Spank us till Tuesday. [growls] We promise to be bad if you do.
Holland: Angel....
Angel: [to Darla] I'm sorry I didn't get to you in time.
Darla: I'm not.
Drusilla: [caressing the side of her face] He's soul-sick. Not even thinking about his own family. [pulls one of the men over by his hair] Only thinking about them.
Darla: Come on, love. I never did get that good-bye kiss.
Angel: You will. But not tonight.
Lilah: For God's sake, help us!
Holland: Angel, please. People are going to die.
Angel: And yet, somehow, I just can't seem to care.
[Holland watches wide-eyed as Angel shuts the double doors on them; Darla turns to caress Holland with a big smile on her face]
Holland: Angel? P-please we can negotiate. We...
[Angel slides the lock on the door shut]
Drusilla: Daddy?
[Lindsey has a slight smile creasing his face. Darla pulls Holland down and bites him. Angel unhurriedly walks up the steps from the cellar, ignoring the screams and sounds of fighting coming from the cellar.]
Darla: Angelus- here for the tasting?
Drusilla: Look what we have for you. Oh- it's not Daddy. It's never Daddy. It's the Angel-beast.
Darla: Come to punish us?
Drusilla: Yeah, yeah. [lifts her hands as if they were tied above her head] Spank us till Tuesday. [growls] We promise to be bad if you do.
Holland: Angel....
Angel: [to Darla] I'm sorry I didn't get to you in time.
Darla: I'm not.
Drusilla: [caressing the side of her face] He's soul-sick. Not even thinking about his own family. [pulls one of the men over by his hair] Only thinking about them.
Darla: Come on, love. I never did get that good-bye kiss.
Angel: You will. But not tonight.
Lilah: For God's sake, help us!
Holland: Angel, please. People are going to die.
Angel: And yet, somehow, I just can't seem to care.
[Holland watches wide-eyed as Angel shuts the double doors on them; Darla turns to caress Holland with a big smile on her face]
Holland: Angel? P-please we can negotiate. We...
[Angel slides the lock on the door shut]
Drusilla: Daddy?
[Lindsey has a slight smile creasing his face. Darla pulls Holland down and bites him. Angel unhurriedly walks up the steps from the cellar, ignoring the screams and sounds of fighting coming from the cellar.]
TV Show: Angel
Wesley: And you just walked away?
Angel: No, I walked to my car and then I drove away.
Gunn: You didn't do anything?
Wesley: You allowed Darla and Drusilla to have free reign.
Angel: I didn't bring either one of them into this. They did.
Wesley: You could have stopped them.
Angel: And I will.
Cordelia: When? After they've finished off all the people you don't like?
Wesley: Angel, while it's certainly true that these lawyers brought this on themselves, what you did is...
Cordelia: ...is wrong.
Gunn: You went too far.
Wesley: We've all been worried about you, and I guess it's fair to say we all share some of the blame. We should have spoken up sooner.
Gunn: And louder.
Cordelia: You have to change the way you've been doing things. Don't you see where this is taking you?
Wesley: Listen to her! Right now the three of us are all that's standing between you and real darkness.
Gunn: Best believe that, man.
Angel: I do. You're all fired.
[Angel gets up and walks away while the other three sit there like frozen statues.]
Angel: No, I walked to my car and then I drove away.
Gunn: You didn't do anything?
Wesley: You allowed Darla and Drusilla to have free reign.
Angel: I didn't bring either one of them into this. They did.
Wesley: You could have stopped them.
Angel: And I will.
Cordelia: When? After they've finished off all the people you don't like?
Wesley: Angel, while it's certainly true that these lawyers brought this on themselves, what you did is...
Cordelia: ...is wrong.
Gunn: You went too far.
Wesley: We've all been worried about you, and I guess it's fair to say we all share some of the blame. We should have spoken up sooner.
Gunn: And louder.
Cordelia: You have to change the way you've been doing things. Don't you see where this is taking you?
Wesley: Listen to her! Right now the three of us are all that's standing between you and real darkness.
Gunn: Best believe that, man.
Angel: I do. You're all fired.
[Angel gets up and walks away while the other three sit there like frozen statues.]
TV Show: Angel
[Angel has just fired Cordelia, Gunn and Wesley]
Cordelia: What just happened? Can someone explain to me what just happened here?
Wesley: I believe we were fired.
Gunn: Canned.
Wesley: Let go.
Gunn: Axed.
Wesley: Shown the door.
Gunn: Booted.
Cordelia: All right! I get it. But... what just... happened?
Cordelia: What just happened? Can someone explain to me what just happened here?
Wesley: I believe we were fired.
Gunn: Canned.
Wesley: Let go.
Gunn: Axed.
Wesley: Shown the door.
Gunn: Booted.
Cordelia: All right! I get it. But... what just... happened?
TV Show: Angel
Lilah: You're getting the big freeze-out, too?
Lindsey: Lilah.
Lilah: Oh, what's wrong, Lindsey? You bitter because your girlfriend didn't slit my throat?
Lindsey: That might be overstating it. More like bummed.
Lilah: Sorry to disappoint. I take it I'm not the only one feeling the lack of empathy around here.
[A vampire, walking next to a lawyer, stares at Lindsey's bruised face.]
Lindsey: What are you looking at?
Lilah: No phone calls, no flowers. If I were the nervous type, I'd be nervous. But as it is, I'm just pissed."
Lindsey: What do you expect, Lilah? We're the only survivors of the massacre, it's natural that we're under suspicion.
Lilah: Yeah, you know what I don't like about suspicion? The part where they find us two weeks from now, dead in some freak accident.
Lindsey: We did nothing wrong.
Lilah: I'm sorry, have we met? Because I work for Wolfram and Hart. Responsibility has nothing to do with it. If they are looking for a scapegoat we might as well grow horns and start eating garbage.
Lindsey: Scapegoat. Scapegoat, Lilah?! They're the one...
[Lilah puts a hand on his chest and Lindsey falls silent and glares at another lawyer, walking past them in the hallway.]
Lindsey: [more quietly] They're the ones who wanted Drusilla brought in. I was following orders.
Lilah: And you honestly think that matters? Fine. Indulge your denial. Don't doubt for a minute someone's gonna pay, Lindsey, and we're the only ones left.
Lindsey opens the door to his dark office and the two of them stop just inside the door.
Lindsey: Not the only ones.
Lindsey: Lilah.
Lilah: Oh, what's wrong, Lindsey? You bitter because your girlfriend didn't slit my throat?
Lindsey: That might be overstating it. More like bummed.
Lilah: Sorry to disappoint. I take it I'm not the only one feeling the lack of empathy around here.
[A vampire, walking next to a lawyer, stares at Lindsey's bruised face.]
Lindsey: What are you looking at?
Lilah: No phone calls, no flowers. If I were the nervous type, I'd be nervous. But as it is, I'm just pissed."
Lindsey: What do you expect, Lilah? We're the only survivors of the massacre, it's natural that we're under suspicion.
Lilah: Yeah, you know what I don't like about suspicion? The part where they find us two weeks from now, dead in some freak accident.
Lindsey: We did nothing wrong.
Lilah: I'm sorry, have we met? Because I work for Wolfram and Hart. Responsibility has nothing to do with it. If they are looking for a scapegoat we might as well grow horns and start eating garbage.
Lindsey: Scapegoat. Scapegoat, Lilah?! They're the one...
[Lilah puts a hand on his chest and Lindsey falls silent and glares at another lawyer, walking past them in the hallway.]
Lindsey: [more quietly] They're the ones who wanted Drusilla brought in. I was following orders.
Lilah: And you honestly think that matters? Fine. Indulge your denial. Don't doubt for a minute someone's gonna pay, Lindsey, and we're the only ones left.
Lindsey opens the door to his dark office and the two of them stop just inside the door.
Lindsey: Not the only ones.
TV Show: Angel
[Dru is sitting in the chair behind Lindsey's desk, while Darla is sitting on the edge of it.]
Darla: Lindsey. I've missed you. Close the door. [Neither Lindsey nor Lilah move.] Sweetpea, if we wanted you dead, you'd have never have made it out of the wine cellar. Now close the door.
[Lindsey closes the door.]
Drusilla: He's got cow eyes. Big and black. Moo...
Lindsey: [moves over to Darla] You spared me. Why'd you spare me, Darla?
Darla: Do you really have to ask? [She leans in close to smell him] Hmm. I'm in love with you.
[They look at each other for a few moments, then Darla burst out laughing. Lindsey jerks his head a little. Dru and Lilah join Darla's laughter.]
Darla: Shut up, Lilah.
Drusilla: Shh!
Darla: Well, look at you two, such pretty scars.
Lindsey: You've put us in a difficult position, Darla.
Darla: Hmm, have I? Smart young lawyers, [runs a hand up Lindsey's arm] hungry for their big break and whoops boss gets eaten. Someone has to step in. Someone promising, pretty, with questionable ethics and twelve-hundred dollar suits that look good on the six o'clock news.
Lilah: You think they'll promote him?
Darla: [to Lilah] Or you. In any case, that's why you're here. I've decided to keep the line of communication open between us and Wolfram and Hart.
Lindsey: What for?
Darla: I believe we can help each other.
Lindsey: I don't think I understand. What is it exactly that you want, Darla?
Darla: Power. See, Lindsey, during my stint as Wolfram and Hart's puppet, something occurred to me. I loathe being used. If I recall I sent you a fifteen-body-memo to that effect. We plan on being big players in this town, Dru and I. And while you can't give me what I want, you have
Darla: Lindsey. I've missed you. Close the door. [Neither Lindsey nor Lilah move.] Sweetpea, if we wanted you dead, you'd have never have made it out of the wine cellar. Now close the door.
[Lindsey closes the door.]
Drusilla: He's got cow eyes. Big and black. Moo...
Lindsey: [moves over to Darla] You spared me. Why'd you spare me, Darla?
Darla: Do you really have to ask? [She leans in close to smell him] Hmm. I'm in love with you.
[They look at each other for a few moments, then Darla burst out laughing. Lindsey jerks his head a little. Dru and Lilah join Darla's laughter.]
Darla: Shut up, Lilah.
Drusilla: Shh!
Darla: Well, look at you two, such pretty scars.
Lindsey: You've put us in a difficult position, Darla.
Darla: Hmm, have I? Smart young lawyers, [runs a hand up Lindsey's arm] hungry for their big break and whoops boss gets eaten. Someone has to step in. Someone promising, pretty, with questionable ethics and twelve-hundred dollar suits that look good on the six o'clock news.
Lilah: You think they'll promote him?
Darla: [to Lilah] Or you. In any case, that's why you're here. I've decided to keep the line of communication open between us and Wolfram and Hart.
Lindsey: What for?
Darla: I believe we can help each other.
Lindsey: I don't think I understand. What is it exactly that you want, Darla?
Darla: Power. See, Lindsey, during my stint as Wolfram and Hart's puppet, something occurred to me. I loathe being used. If I recall I sent you a fifteen-body-memo to that effect. We plan on being big players in this town, Dru and I. And while you can't give me what I want, you have
TV Show: Angel
Gunn: Hey, I got a rep to maintain, all right? I can't have y'all seeing through my brusque and macho exterior.
Cordelia: Oh, heavens forbid!
Cordelia: Oh, heavens forbid!
TV Show: Angel
Wesley: Well, how is the man supposed to run a business if his employees won't follow directives?
Gunn: Well, was one of his directives, "Hire pansy-ass British guys"?
Wesley: My arse is not pansy.
...
[Later, with the group more inebriated.]
Wesley: Hypocrite!
Cordelia: Ass-pansy!
Gunn: Well, was one of his directives, "Hire pansy-ass British guys"?
Wesley: My arse is not pansy.
...
[Later, with the group more inebriated.]
Wesley: Hypocrite!
Cordelia: Ass-pansy!
TV Show: Angel
Gunn: [playing a video game] Dead! So dead! So very, very dead. Just how dead are you, huh?
Angel: I'm tired of being the dead one.
Angel: I'm tired of being the dead one.
TV Show: Angel
[Lilah has just arrived at Wesley's apartment with a present.]
Wesley: Well, look, a bribe. How thoughtful. Oh, wait, can't be a bribe. Must be a setup.
Wesley: Well, look, a bribe. How thoughtful. Oh, wait, can't be a bribe. Must be a setup.
TV Show: Angel
Fred: I'm between Ed Whitten and Brian Greene!
[Angel and Gunn look bemused]
Fred: Think Nomar Garciaparra and Sammy Sosa.
[Gunn whistles]
Angel: Looks like Fred skipped the Minors and went straight to the show...
[Angel and Gunn look bemused]
Fred: Think Nomar Garciaparra and Sammy Sosa.
[Gunn whistles]
Angel: Looks like Fred skipped the Minors and went straight to the show...
TV Show: Angel
[A fight is taking place between a green demon and a vampire, ringed by a crowd of demons watching and cheering. The demon dances around the vampire, hitting him. Finally grabs the vampire in a choke-hold. The vampire slaps the floor with his hand and the demon releases him. Rhythmic clapping interrupts the cheers for the winner. The crowd parts to reveal Darla, followed by Dru walking into the middle of the circle.]
Darla: Wow. That was something. But violence without victims, see, that's where you lose me.
Demon: Who the hell are you?
Darla: My name's Darla and this is Drusilla. We're new in town though some of you know us by reputation.
Demon: I never heard of you before.
[Drusilla reaches up from behind him and casually rips off his ears. The demon drops to the floor with a scream, hands pressed to the sides of his head.]
Darla: Now you never will. I trust we have everyone's attention? Good. We've come with a little proposition.
[From under the shadow of the hood of his gray sweatshirt a vamp-faced Angel glances over the shoulders of the demons in front of him at Darla.]'
Darla: Me and my girl, we're not just the new thing in town, we're the only thing in town. And we're in the market for some... Well, one doesn't really want to use the term 'muscular slaves...' Actually, one does. Unfortunately for most, we're only looking for the best. Those creatures who not only excel at devastation, but revel in it. Our crusade is one of malevolent joy.
[Angel moves through the demon crowd, head down. Dru gasps as he slips past the demons standing behind her.]
Drusilla: Eyes like needles.
Darla: Dru, I'm working here?
Drusilla: He sees you. Sees what you were. [Gasps and takes a step closer to Darla.] You'll never be alone again.
Darla: Stop! J-just don't.
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Darla: Wow. That was something. But violence without victims, see, that's where you lose me.
Demon: Who the hell are you?
Darla: My name's Darla and this is Drusilla. We're new in town though some of you know us by reputation.
Demon: I never heard of you before.
[Drusilla reaches up from behind him and casually rips off his ears. The demon drops to the floor with a scream, hands pressed to the sides of his head.]
Darla: Now you never will. I trust we have everyone's attention? Good. We've come with a little proposition.
[From under the shadow of the hood of his gray sweatshirt a vamp-faced Angel glances over the shoulders of the demons in front of him at Darla.]'
Darla: Me and my girl, we're not just the new thing in town, we're the only thing in town. And we're in the market for some... Well, one doesn't really want to use the term 'muscular slaves...' Actually, one does. Unfortunately for most, we're only looking for the best. Those creatures who not only excel at devastation, but revel in it. Our crusade is one of malevolent joy.
[Angel moves through the demon crowd, head down. Dru gasps as he slips past the demons standing behind her.]
Drusilla: Eyes like needles.
Darla: Dru, I'm working here?
Drusilla: He sees you. Sees what you were. [Gasps and takes a step closer to Darla.] You'll never be alone again.
Darla: Stop! J-just don't.
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TV Show: Angel
Lindsey: Lilah. Something happened?
Lilah: I can't do it anymore, Lindsey.
[Lilah slowly walks in. Lindsey drops his stuff and closes the door.]
Lindsey: Do what?
Lilah: The waiting. I'm sitting in my office and every time there is a noise or the phone rings... One of us is gonna die, Lindsey.
Lindsey: Everybody dies, Lilah.
Lilah: But not everybody ends up in a dog-food processing plant in San Pedro.
Lindsey: May not happen to you, Lilah. You got a fifty-fifty chance of surviving this thing, just like me.
Lilah: That's not good enough. There is a way out of this.
Lindsey: How?
Lilah: We don't wait for them to choose one of us, we choose each other instead. If we stick together we can beat them. We could leave, you and me, tonight. They'd have no choice...
Lindsey: No choice but to hunt us down, which they would.
Lilah: No. Not if we took files, as insurance.
Lindsey: Take files?
Lilah: Yes. Look. I've heard the rumors. We both know that it worked for you once before. You knew just what to take. And this time you won't have to assume any of the risk. You just tell me which files to steal and I'll get them. And then we can get out of here. End this mess together. Are you in?
[Lindsey strokes the side of Lilah's face and leans in as if to kiss her, while his hand slips down into her blouse and pulls out a wire.]
Lindsey: [speaking into the tiny microphone] But Lilah, I would never steal files from my employer. I'm shocked at the suggestion. [With a snort of laughter he retrieves his jacket, portfolio and keys.] Forget about the frame job, sweetheart. They're gonna kill who they're gonna kill. [Opens the door.] Just take it like a man.
[Lindsey blows her a kiss and leaves.]
Lilah: I can't do it anymore, Lindsey.
[Lilah slowly walks in. Lindsey drops his stuff and closes the door.]
Lindsey: Do what?
Lilah: The waiting. I'm sitting in my office and every time there is a noise or the phone rings... One of us is gonna die, Lindsey.
Lindsey: Everybody dies, Lilah.
Lilah: But not everybody ends up in a dog-food processing plant in San Pedro.
Lindsey: May not happen to you, Lilah. You got a fifty-fifty chance of surviving this thing, just like me.
Lilah: That's not good enough. There is a way out of this.
Lindsey: How?
Lilah: We don't wait for them to choose one of us, we choose each other instead. If we stick together we can beat them. We could leave, you and me, tonight. They'd have no choice...
Lindsey: No choice but to hunt us down, which they would.
Lilah: No. Not if we took files, as insurance.
Lindsey: Take files?
Lilah: Yes. Look. I've heard the rumors. We both know that it worked for you once before. You knew just what to take. And this time you won't have to assume any of the risk. You just tell me which files to steal and I'll get them. And then we can get out of here. End this mess together. Are you in?
[Lindsey strokes the side of Lilah's face and leans in as if to kiss her, while his hand slips down into her blouse and pulls out a wire.]
Lindsey: [speaking into the tiny microphone] But Lilah, I would never steal files from my employer. I'm shocked at the suggestion. [With a snort of laughter he retrieves his jacket, portfolio and keys.] Forget about the frame job, sweetheart. They're gonna kill who they're gonna kill. [Opens the door.] Just take it like a man.
[Lindsey blows her a kiss and leaves.]
TV Show: Angel
[Darla and Drusilla are coming out of a demon bar.]
Drusilla: I didn't like that barkeeper. Hmm, can't get his eyes off my fingers. [She licks her fingers.]
Darla: That was the last one. It's nearly midnight now. We should get to the factory.
Drusilla: My little bird is anxious.
Darla: Yeah, well, recruiting a legion of demons is stressful, Dru.
Drusilla: He won't leave, you know.
Darla: I don't wanna hear this.
Drusilla: We could have a thousand soldiers and still he'll come, galloping, galloping, still he'll come.
Darla: Why is everybody trying to make this about Angel?! I mean, for God's sake, can't a woman wreak a little havoc without there being a man involved?
Drusilla: You miss him, like a heartbeat.
Darla: I don't miss my heartbeat, Dru. It was a symptom of a disease I've since been cured off. You know, in a perfect world, Angel would be here right now, helping me burn this city to the ground. This is his job I'm doing. But where is he? Probably flogging himself in a church somewhere.
Drusilla: Ooh, flogging! Eew, churches.
Darla: In a perfect world we'd be slaughtering the innocent. Laughing as we rain destruction on this whole miserable town.
Drusilla: I see such pretty fire.
Darla: Fire. Conflagration. In a perfect world there'd be nothing left here but ashes.
Drusilla: [laughing] And pain. So much suffering. [Begins to sway] The flames are lovely. They dance, and the fire licks like a cat. And the screams, oh, it's like star music.
Darla: That's nice, Dru. Now hurry up. We can't be late.
Drusilla: I didn't like that barkeeper. Hmm, can't get his eyes off my fingers. [She licks her fingers.]
Darla: That was the last one. It's nearly midnight now. We should get to the factory.
Drusilla: My little bird is anxious.
Darla: Yeah, well, recruiting a legion of demons is stressful, Dru.
Drusilla: He won't leave, you know.
Darla: I don't wanna hear this.
Drusilla: We could have a thousand soldiers and still he'll come, galloping, galloping, still he'll come.
Darla: Why is everybody trying to make this about Angel?! I mean, for God's sake, can't a woman wreak a little havoc without there being a man involved?
Drusilla: You miss him, like a heartbeat.
Darla: I don't miss my heartbeat, Dru. It was a symptom of a disease I've since been cured off. You know, in a perfect world, Angel would be here right now, helping me burn this city to the ground. This is his job I'm doing. But where is he? Probably flogging himself in a church somewhere.
Drusilla: Ooh, flogging! Eew, churches.
Darla: In a perfect world we'd be slaughtering the innocent. Laughing as we rain destruction on this whole miserable town.
Drusilla: I see such pretty fire.
Darla: Fire. Conflagration. In a perfect world there'd be nothing left here but ashes.
Drusilla: [laughing] And pain. So much suffering. [Begins to sway] The flames are lovely. They dance, and the fire licks like a cat. And the screams, oh, it's like star music.
Darla: That's nice, Dru. Now hurry up. We can't be late.
TV Show: Angel