Angel Quotes
Lilah: You know Angel, coming from you, idle threats are so, well, idle.
Angel: You remember when I ripped your car in half?
Lilah: Yeah, yeah. Hulk smash.
Angel: You remember when I ripped your car in half?
Lilah: Yeah, yeah. Hulk smash.
TV Show: Angel
Drusilla: Ten little soldiers, all in a line. A shot rings out... [slaps her hands together to make the sound of a shot] ...down to nine.
Darla: Ten? I'd be happy if we could find three who can hack it.
[Darla slides the door open and they walk in to see the floor littered with demon corpses and severed limbs and a pile of dust between them.]
Drusilla: Dead already? Bad soldiers!
[Darla looks around and sees Angel leaning against the hood of a dusty car, smoking a cigarette.]
Darla: [with a slight smile] I should have known.
Drusilla: [shakes her head] A shadow.
[Drusilla lifts her hand as if she is trying to wipe away a cobweb in front of her face, never taking her eyes off Angel.]
Darla: Why so far away, my love? Why don't you come over here and... stake me? [No reaction from Angel] Angel? [Angel, looking pretty beat up, continues to smoke his cigarette.] Angelus?
[Angel throws down his cigarette butt. It ignites a trail of gasoline. Darla and Drusilla look down at the flames, see them racing towards them in slow motion, and ignite the puddle of gasoline they're standing in. They scream as they begin to burn. Angel turns around to pick up his bag of weapons, revealing a can of gasoline sitting on the hood behind him, and walks out without looking back. Darla picks up a sledgehammer, leaning next to the door, runs outside and knocks the top of a fire hydrant off. She and Dru stand under the spray of water, letting it extinguish the flames, then sink down to sit on the edge of the sidewalk under it, with Darla holding Dru.]
Drusilla: I'm burning. Make it stop, please.
Darla: Shh. Shh. That wasn't Angel.
Drusilla: He's gone. He's all gone. Oh, it hurts! It hurts!
Darla: Wasn't Angelus either.
Drusilla: Darla, help m
Darla: Ten? I'd be happy if we could find three who can hack it.
[Darla slides the door open and they walk in to see the floor littered with demon corpses and severed limbs and a pile of dust between them.]
Drusilla: Dead already? Bad soldiers!
[Darla looks around and sees Angel leaning against the hood of a dusty car, smoking a cigarette.]
Darla: [with a slight smile] I should have known.
Drusilla: [shakes her head] A shadow.
[Drusilla lifts her hand as if she is trying to wipe away a cobweb in front of her face, never taking her eyes off Angel.]
Darla: Why so far away, my love? Why don't you come over here and... stake me? [No reaction from Angel] Angel? [Angel, looking pretty beat up, continues to smoke his cigarette.] Angelus?
[Angel throws down his cigarette butt. It ignites a trail of gasoline. Darla and Drusilla look down at the flames, see them racing towards them in slow motion, and ignite the puddle of gasoline they're standing in. They scream as they begin to burn. Angel turns around to pick up his bag of weapons, revealing a can of gasoline sitting on the hood behind him, and walks out without looking back. Darla picks up a sledgehammer, leaning next to the door, runs outside and knocks the top of a fire hydrant off. She and Dru stand under the spray of water, letting it extinguish the flames, then sink down to sit on the edge of the sidewalk under it, with Darla holding Dru.]
Drusilla: I'm burning. Make it stop, please.
Darla: Shh. Shh. That wasn't Angel.
Drusilla: He's gone. He's all gone. Oh, it hurts! It hurts!
Darla: Wasn't Angelus either.
Drusilla: Darla, help m
TV Show: Angel
Lilah: Heard about the fire?
Lindsey: They're still alive.
Lilah: Undead.
Lindsey: Whatever.
Lilah: Heard it was Angel.
Lindsey: So?
Lilah: Killed a dozen demons, lit up Darla and Drusilla like a Christmas tree.
Lindsey: What is your point Lilah?
Lilah: Little grimmer than usual, don't you think?
Lindsey: Holland's vision lives on.
Lilah: Screw his vision. Anybody's going down in here, it's gonna be you.
Lindsey: If that's what it takes.
Lindsey: They're still alive.
Lilah: Undead.
Lindsey: Whatever.
Lilah: Heard it was Angel.
Lindsey: So?
Lilah: Killed a dozen demons, lit up Darla and Drusilla like a Christmas tree.
Lindsey: What is your point Lilah?
Lilah: Little grimmer than usual, don't you think?
Lindsey: Holland's vision lives on.
Lilah: Screw his vision. Anybody's going down in here, it's gonna be you.
Lindsey: If that's what it takes.
TV Show: Angel
Hunt: [To Lilah and Lindsey] Sit down. I suppose you know why you're here. The Senior Partners have decided that this should be a time of grief and reflection. We will never be able to replace Holland Manners. He was a man of extraordinary talents. The bottom line is this leaves us with an opening in our roster. We need an executive vice-president of Special Projects. Mr. McDonald, your conduct with this firm had proved spotty at best. You've stolen files, co-operated with our enemy, disobeyed orders time and again. Mrs. Morgan...when you drove away the telekinetic Bethany Chaulk, you lost for us a powerful potential assassin. Not to mention the fact that both of you have been extremely negligent about informing us of visits form certain ladies who, lest we forget, ate the majority of our contracts department. The truth is that neither one of you are particularly qualified to run the special projects division. As for your relationship to one another: your competition has been vicious, destructive and...healthy. We think you keep each other on your toes. Which is why we have decided to appoint you both as joint acting co-vice-presidents until such time as we see fit to...narrow it down. Congratulations. This is a big step. The Senior Partners will be watching you.
TV Show: Angel
[Angel pays Lilah a visit in her car.]
Angel: Lilah. I just had to drop by and congratulate you on your big promotion. Co-vice president of the special projects. Wow. That's super. You deserve it. Yeah. That and.. so much more.
Lilah: Angel..
Angel: But you know what the real special part is? To think that maybe in a small way I helped make it happen for you. Makes me feel all good inside.
Angel: Lilah. I just had to drop by and congratulate you on your big promotion. Co-vice president of the special projects. Wow. That's super. You deserve it. Yeah. That and.. so much more.
Lilah: Angel..
Angel: But you know what the real special part is? To think that maybe in a small way I helped make it happen for you. Makes me feel all good inside.
TV Show: Angel
Lindsey: How-how do you expect us to succeed when you handcuff us with these idiotic rules protecting Angel?
[Lilah casually edges a couple of steps away from Lindsey.]
Nathan: I'm sorry. Did you say something?
Lindsey: Angel is an obstacle to everything that we do. Give me one good reason why we can't just kill him!
[Nathan steps up close to Lindsey.]
Nathan: Because Angel is a major player.
Lilah: In business?
Nathan: In the apocalypse.
Lilah: Oh. That.
Nathan: The prophecies all agree that when the final battle is waged, he plays a key role.
Lindsey: Good for him.
Nathan: Which side he's on is the gray area, and we're gonna continue making it as gray as possible.
Lilah: Works for me.
Nathan: Until then, his growing obsession with the two of you, the increasing possibility that to scratch that itch, he'll go so far as to kill you... Well, that could actually play in the firm's favor.
[Lilah stares at him with a frown.]
Nathan: It would be a sign that Angel is on the path to joining our team. And as hard as it is to lose good attorneys, well the truth is - you are both expendable.
[Smiles at them, then turns dead serious.]
Nathan: Angel isn't.
[Lilah casually edges a couple of steps away from Lindsey.]
Nathan: I'm sorry. Did you say something?
Lindsey: Angel is an obstacle to everything that we do. Give me one good reason why we can't just kill him!
[Nathan steps up close to Lindsey.]
Nathan: Because Angel is a major player.
Lilah: In business?
Nathan: In the apocalypse.
Lilah: Oh. That.
Nathan: The prophecies all agree that when the final battle is waged, he plays a key role.
Lindsey: Good for him.
Nathan: Which side he's on is the gray area, and we're gonna continue making it as gray as possible.
Lilah: Works for me.
Nathan: Until then, his growing obsession with the two of you, the increasing possibility that to scratch that itch, he'll go so far as to kill you... Well, that could actually play in the firm's favor.
[Lilah stares at him with a frown.]
Nathan: It would be a sign that Angel is on the path to joining our team. And as hard as it is to lose good attorneys, well the truth is - you are both expendable.
[Smiles at them, then turns dead serious.]
Nathan: Angel isn't.
TV Show: Angel
[Anne has just received a large donation of money from Angel, some of which is stained]
Anne: What's this?
Angel: Blood.
[beat]
Anne: It'll wash.
Anne: What's this?
Angel: Blood.
[beat]
Anne: It'll wash.
TV Show: Angel
[Angel is roused from bed by someone belting out "The Star-Spangled Banner".]
Angel: Is there a reason you're here?
the Host : There is. What's today, Thursday? Tomorrow night the world's gonna end. Thought you might wanna know.
Angel: Is there a reason you're here?
the Host : There is. What's today, Thursday? Tomorrow night the world's gonna end. Thought you might wanna know.
TV Show: Angel
[Lorne was telling Angel what he saw in the future of Gene Rainey, the physicist, when Gene was singing.]
Lorne : The most remarkable thing about him was that there was absolutely nothing remarkable about him at all.
Lorne : The most remarkable thing about him was that there was absolutely nothing remarkable about him at all.
TV Show: Angel
Lorne : It's like a song, now I can hold a note for a long time, actually I can hold a note forever. But eventually that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after and the one after that, that's what makes it music.
TV Show: Angel
Gunn: All right, here's the plan. I want y'all to roll the camera and wait for the cops to start hassling us.
Anne: How do you know they will?
Gunn: 'Cause we'll be the ones walking while black!
Anne: How do you know they will?
Gunn: 'Cause we'll be the ones walking while black!
TV Show: Angel
Angel: What is 'it' and how do I stop it?
Lorne: I don't know and you don't.
Angel: Can it be killed?
Lorne: Most anything that can manifest in order to move in this dimension can be killed. Kinda the down side of being here. That and the so-called 'musicals' of Andrew Lloyd Webber. (With a sigh) The band of Blacknil. Don't ask me what it means. I don't know. I shouldn't even be giving you that much.
Lorne: I don't know and you don't.
Angel: Can it be killed?
Lorne: Most anything that can manifest in order to move in this dimension can be killed. Kinda the down side of being here. That and the so-called 'musicals' of Andrew Lloyd Webber. (With a sigh) The band of Blacknil. Don't ask me what it means. I don't know. I shouldn't even be giving you that much.
TV Show: Angel
Holland Manners: Congratulations. Great victory.
Angel: You're...
Holland: Holland Manners.
Angel: ...not alive.
Holland: Oh, no. I'm quite dead. [shows Angel the bite mark Darla left on his neck] Unfortunately my contract with Wolfram & Hart extends well beyond that. [smiles] Hop on in. You certainly earned it.
[Angel enters the elevator]
Holland: Well, this is exciting, isn't it? Going straight to the source. So what's the big plan, Angel? Destroy the Senior Partners, smash Wolfram & Hart once and for all?
Angel: Something like that.
Holland: Hmm, now tell me just what do you think that would accomplish? In the end, I mean.
Angel: It'll be–the end.
Holland: Well, the end of you, certainly. But I meant in the larger sense.
Angel: In the larger sense, I really don't give a crap.
Holland: Now, I don't think that's true. Be honest–you got the tiniest bit of "give a crap" left. Otherwise you wouldn't be going on this kamikaze mission. Now let me see, there was something in a sacred prophecy, some oblique reference to you. Something you're supposed to prevent. Now what was that?
Angel: The apocalypse.
Holland: Yes, the apocalypse, of course. Another one of those. Well, it's true, we do have one scheduled. And I imagine if you were to prevent it you would save a great many people. Well, you should do that then. Absolutely! I wasn't thinking. [smiles] Of course, all those people you save from that apocalypse would then have the next one to look forward to, but hey, it's always something, isn't it?
Angel: You're not gonna win.
Holland: Well...no. Of course we aren't. We have no intention of doing anything so prosaic as "winning". [laughs
Angel: You're...
Holland: Holland Manners.
Angel: ...not alive.
Holland: Oh, no. I'm quite dead. [shows Angel the bite mark Darla left on his neck] Unfortunately my contract with Wolfram & Hart extends well beyond that. [smiles] Hop on in. You certainly earned it.
[Angel enters the elevator]
Holland: Well, this is exciting, isn't it? Going straight to the source. So what's the big plan, Angel? Destroy the Senior Partners, smash Wolfram & Hart once and for all?
Angel: Something like that.
Holland: Hmm, now tell me just what do you think that would accomplish? In the end, I mean.
Angel: It'll be–the end.
Holland: Well, the end of you, certainly. But I meant in the larger sense.
Angel: In the larger sense, I really don't give a crap.
Holland: Now, I don't think that's true. Be honest–you got the tiniest bit of "give a crap" left. Otherwise you wouldn't be going on this kamikaze mission. Now let me see, there was something in a sacred prophecy, some oblique reference to you. Something you're supposed to prevent. Now what was that?
Angel: The apocalypse.
Holland: Yes, the apocalypse, of course. Another one of those. Well, it's true, we do have one scheduled. And I imagine if you were to prevent it you would save a great many people. Well, you should do that then. Absolutely! I wasn't thinking. [smiles] Of course, all those people you save from that apocalypse would then have the next one to look forward to, but hey, it's always something, isn't it?
Angel: You're not gonna win.
Holland: Well...no. Of course we aren't. We have no intention of doing anything so prosaic as "winning". [laughs
TV Show: Angel
[As Angel and the Groosalugg battle, Cordelia steps between them]
Cordelia: Stop! I love him!
Angel: You love me?
Cordelia: Not you, dumb-ass! Him!
Angel: [quietly] I mean, as a friend, and co-worker...
Cordelia: Stop! I love him!
Angel: You love me?
Cordelia: Not you, dumb-ass! Him!
Angel: [quietly] I mean, as a friend, and co-worker...
TV Show: Angel
Angel: What do you want, Darla?
[Holds up the ring and looks over his shoulder.]
Angel: You want this?
[He drops the ring on the floor and Darla hurries over to pick it up. Before she can, Angel grabs her arm and sends her stumbling towards the wall.]
Angel: Or maybe what you really want is this!
[Pushes her up against the wall and gently brushes the hair back from her face.]
Angel: That may be what you really want, isn't it?
[Kisses her softly, then, when she doesn't react, a little harder. Darla pushes him away.]
Darla: Don't play games with me.
Angel: I'm not playing. I just wanna feel something besides the cold.
[Pushes her back onto a table, lowers himself on top of her and kisses her again. Darla reaches up and pushes his jacket off his shoulders, kissing him back. Angel strips off his jacket with her help, still kissing her. Suddenly Darla begins to laugh and Angel pulls back the same time she pushes him and gets up.]
Angel: Why're you laughing?
[Darla continues to laugh, not answering him, and Angel hits her, sending her crashing through the glass doors leading to his bedroom. Angel slowly walks after her as she rolls over and looks up at him.]
Angel: Don't you feel the cold?
[Angel grabs her by the shoulders and pulls her up.]
Darla: What're you doing?
Angel: It doesn't matter.
[Strokes the side of her face.]
Angel: None of it matters.
[He kisses her again and she responds. They fall back onto the bed and strip off each other's clothes.]
[Holds up the ring and looks over his shoulder.]
Angel: You want this?
[He drops the ring on the floor and Darla hurries over to pick it up. Before she can, Angel grabs her arm and sends her stumbling towards the wall.]
Angel: Or maybe what you really want is this!
[Pushes her up against the wall and gently brushes the hair back from her face.]
Angel: That may be what you really want, isn't it?
[Kisses her softly, then, when she doesn't react, a little harder. Darla pushes him away.]
Darla: Don't play games with me.
Angel: I'm not playing. I just wanna feel something besides the cold.
[Pushes her back onto a table, lowers himself on top of her and kisses her again. Darla reaches up and pushes his jacket off his shoulders, kissing him back. Angel strips off his jacket with her help, still kissing her. Suddenly Darla begins to laugh and Angel pulls back the same time she pushes him and gets up.]
Angel: Why're you laughing?
[Darla continues to laugh, not answering him, and Angel hits her, sending her crashing through the glass doors leading to his bedroom. Angel slowly walks after her as she rolls over and looks up at him.]
Angel: Don't you feel the cold?
[Angel grabs her by the shoulders and pulls her up.]
Darla: What're you doing?
Angel: It doesn't matter.
[Strokes the side of her face.]
Angel: None of it matters.
[He kisses her again and she responds. They fall back onto the bed and strip off each other's clothes.]
TV Show: Angel
Angel: Oh, God.
Darla: Don't fight it, my love. Just let it happen. It'll only hurt for a minute.
Angel: Oh, God. Oh, God.
Darla: Yes. Yes, I know. It was the same for me. The soul is gone, but it leaves a bitterness. It'll pass. What you need is a fresh kill. Hot human blood will wash away the foul memory of it. I promise. What? What is it?
Angel: You saved me.
Darla: Yes. But I was going to kill you tonight. Take you out of this world, the same way I brought you into it. But I didn't have to. You gave yourself over so completely, Angelus. I felt you surrender.
Angel: I gave you everything I had left.
Darla: Yes.
Angel: I'm so sorry.
Darla: You don't have to be.
Angel: But I am. I am sorry.
Darla: What?
Angel: I'm sorry Darla.
Darla: [Realizes] No!
Angel: You saved me. Sorry I couldn't do the same for you.
Darla: Let go of me! You still have a soul!
Darla: Don't fight it, my love. Just let it happen. It'll only hurt for a minute.
Angel: Oh, God. Oh, God.
Darla: Yes. Yes, I know. It was the same for me. The soul is gone, but it leaves a bitterness. It'll pass. What you need is a fresh kill. Hot human blood will wash away the foul memory of it. I promise. What? What is it?
Angel: You saved me.
Darla: Yes. But I was going to kill you tonight. Take you out of this world, the same way I brought you into it. But I didn't have to. You gave yourself over so completely, Angelus. I felt you surrender.
Angel: I gave you everything I had left.
Darla: Yes.
Angel: I'm so sorry.
Darla: You don't have to be.
Angel: But I am. I am sorry.
Darla: What?
Angel: I'm sorry Darla.
Darla: [Realizes] No!
Angel: You saved me. Sorry I couldn't do the same for you.
Darla: Let go of me! You still have a soul!
TV Show: Angel
Angel: [To Darla] Get dressed and get out! Because the next time I see you, I will kill you.
TV Show: Angel
[There's a knock at Lorne's door.]
Lorne: Jeez, keep your pants on! [opens to reveal Angel, who just had sex with Darla] Well, I see we're a little late with that advice.
Lorne: Jeez, keep your pants on! [opens to reveal Angel, who just had sex with Darla] Well, I see we're a little late with that advice.
TV Show: Angel
Gunn: So you had an epiphany, did you?
Angel: Yeah.
Gunn: So ... what? You just wake up, and 'bang'?
Angel: Sort of the other way around.
Angel: Yeah.
Gunn: So ... what? You just wake up, and 'bang'?
Angel: Sort of the other way around.
TV Show: Angel
Gunn: Where's Cordy?
Wesley: We don't know. Not here.
Gunn: You check her pad?
Angel: I stopped by there earlier.
Gunn: You enjoying your visit to 1973? I meant her message pad.
Angel: Oh right, that's a good idea. [Picks up a pencil] Oh, here. Use this you can make a rubbing of the impressions she left, see what the last thing was that she wrote.
Gunn: Or we could just read the carbon.
Angel: [Drops the pencil] Or you can do that.
Wesley: We don't know. Not here.
Gunn: You check her pad?
Angel: I stopped by there earlier.
Gunn: You enjoying your visit to 1973? I meant her message pad.
Angel: Oh right, that's a good idea. [Picks up a pencil] Oh, here. Use this you can make a rubbing of the impressions she left, see what the last thing was that she wrote.
Gunn: Or we could just read the carbon.
Angel: [Drops the pencil] Or you can do that.
TV Show: Angel
Angel: Guys, guys. Does it make sense that she would go there in the middle of the night, without calling either one of you?
Wesley and Gunn: They owe us money.
Angel: Let's go.
Wesley and Gunn: They owe us money.
Angel: Let's go.
TV Show: Angel
Kate: I feel like such an idiot.
Angel: A lot of that going around.
Kate: I just couldn't ... My whole life has been about being a cop. If I'm not a part of the force, it's like nothing I do means anything.
Angel: It doesn't.
Kate: Doesn't what?
Angel: Mean anything. In the greater scheme, in the big picture, nothing we do matters. There's no grand plan, no big win.
Kate: You seem kind of chipper about that.
Angel: Well ... I guess I kind of worked it out. If there's no great glorious end to all this, if ... nothing we do matters ... then all that matters is what we do. 'Cause that's all there is. What we do. Now. Today. I fought for so long for redemption, for a reward, finally, just to beat the other guy. But I never got it.
Kate: Now you do?
Angel: Not all of it. All I want to do is help. I want to help because I don't think people should suffer as they do, because if there's no bigger meaning, then the smallest act of kindness is the greatest thing in the world.
Kate: Yikes. Sounds like you've had an epiphany.
Angel: That's what I keep saying, but nobody's listening.
Angel: A lot of that going around.
Kate: I just couldn't ... My whole life has been about being a cop. If I'm not a part of the force, it's like nothing I do means anything.
Angel: It doesn't.
Kate: Doesn't what?
Angel: Mean anything. In the greater scheme, in the big picture, nothing we do matters. There's no grand plan, no big win.
Kate: You seem kind of chipper about that.
Angel: Well ... I guess I kind of worked it out. If there's no great glorious end to all this, if ... nothing we do matters ... then all that matters is what we do. 'Cause that's all there is. What we do. Now. Today. I fought for so long for redemption, for a reward, finally, just to beat the other guy. But I never got it.
Kate: Now you do?
Angel: Not all of it. All I want to do is help. I want to help because I don't think people should suffer as they do, because if there's no bigger meaning, then the smallest act of kindness is the greatest thing in the world.
Kate: Yikes. Sounds like you've had an epiphany.
Angel: That's what I keep saying, but nobody's listening.
TV Show: Angel
Lindsey: Darla... I've been calling here all night. Why haven't you answered? [He drops his stuff and walks over to the window drawing the curtains closed.] Get away from the window. It's not safe. [Stands close behind her.] They called an emergency meeting tonight after what happened. The official order on you is to stake on sight. [Darla walks past him. Sits down on a chair and looks at something in her hands.] You should have told me what you had planned. I would have talked you out of it helped you. I don't know. [He closes the rest of the curtains, walks over to Darla.] Things are getting complicated for us now.
Darla: Yes. Yes, I believe they are.
Lindsey: We should probably clear your stuff out of here. Move in my bedroom. I just think it'd be best for us... [Darla is still looking at her hands, twisting the big ring Angel killed the Senior Partner for between her fingers.] Darla, what's wrong? [Sees the ring.] What is this? [Takes it from her.] Where did you get this?
Darla: What's the difference? Doesn't work anyway.
Lindsey: No, of course it doesn't work, because after Angel stole it there was a disenchanting ceremony. It took half the meeting. How did you get this?
Darla: It was my payment.
Lindsey: Your payment? What are you talking about?
Darla: What do you think I'm talking about, Lindsey?
Lindsey: I don't know! [She just looks at him and after a beat he turns away. Stares down at the ring then back at her with a frown.] What happened?
Darla: Nothing. Nothing happened. My god, nothing at all.
Lindsey: Tell me. I have to know.
Darla: You want details, Lindsey? Is that what you want?
Lindsey: Yes. I want details. I need to know everything. All of it. What did he do to you?
Darla: Yes. Yes, I believe they are.
Lindsey: We should probably clear your stuff out of here. Move in my bedroom. I just think it'd be best for us... [Darla is still looking at her hands, twisting the big ring Angel killed the Senior Partner for between her fingers.] Darla, what's wrong? [Sees the ring.] What is this? [Takes it from her.] Where did you get this?
Darla: What's the difference? Doesn't work anyway.
Lindsey: No, of course it doesn't work, because after Angel stole it there was a disenchanting ceremony. It took half the meeting. How did you get this?
Darla: It was my payment.
Lindsey: Your payment? What are you talking about?
Darla: What do you think I'm talking about, Lindsey?
Lindsey: I don't know! [She just looks at him and after a beat he turns away. Stares down at the ring then back at her with a frown.] What happened?
Darla: Nothing. Nothing happened. My god, nothing at all.
Lindsey: Tell me. I have to know.
Darla: You want details, Lindsey? Is that what you want?
Lindsey: Yes. I want details. I need to know everything. All of it. What did he do to you?
TV Show: Angel
Wesley: Well, I'm unaware of any red bird statuary in downtown Los Angeles, so unless you are I suggest.. [Harmony pops another bubble] *someone* put a *stake* through that woman's heart if she persists in popping her bloody chewing gum!
Cordelia: Harmony, do me a favor, lose the gum.
Harmony: Okay, okay! Sorry. I thought it would help with the cravings.
[Rips a page out of the book Wesley was looking at earlier and spits her gum into it.]
Harmony: I mean, you'd think I'd get a thank you for not biting any of you.
[Wesley snatches the crumpled page from her.]
Wesley: *What* are you doing!?! This book is twelve centuries old!
Harmony: Okay. So it's not like I messed up a new one.
Cordelia: Harmony, do me a favor, lose the gum.
Harmony: Okay, okay! Sorry. I thought it would help with the cravings.
[Rips a page out of the book Wesley was looking at earlier and spits her gum into it.]
Harmony: I mean, you'd think I'd get a thank you for not biting any of you.
[Wesley snatches the crumpled page from her.]
Wesley: *What* are you doing!?! This book is twelve centuries old!
Harmony: Okay. So it's not like I messed up a new one.
TV Show: Angel
[Angel pours Harmony some blood.]
Angel: Here we go. That's it. Drink up.
Harmony: Eww! Yech! It tastes funky.
Angel: It's pig's blood.
Harmony: Ugh, well, that's gonna go straight to my hips. [Sighs] How do you stand this?
Angel: You get used to it.
Harmony: I mean how do you stand everything? Being what you are, how can you deprive yourself of the taste? The sensation of rich, warm, human blood flowing into your mouth, bathing your tongue, caressing your throat with its sweet, sticky...
[Harmony's word picture is taking Angel to happy place.]
Gunn: [entering] I'm back!
Angel: Me too.
Angel: Here we go. That's it. Drink up.
Harmony: Eww! Yech! It tastes funky.
Angel: It's pig's blood.
Harmony: Ugh, well, that's gonna go straight to my hips. [Sighs] How do you stand this?
Angel: You get used to it.
Harmony: I mean how do you stand everything? Being what you are, how can you deprive yourself of the taste? The sensation of rich, warm, human blood flowing into your mouth, bathing your tongue, caressing your throat with its sweet, sticky...
[Harmony's word picture is taking Angel to happy place.]
Gunn: [entering] I'm back!
Angel: Me too.
TV Show: Angel
Willow: Okay, we are clear on the fact that Harmony's a vampire, right?
Cordelia: Ohhh! Harmony's a vampire! That's why she- Oh my God, I'm so embarrassed. All this time I thought she was a great big lesbo. [Pauses, most likely listening to Willow's news that she is in a relationship with a girl] Oh... good for you then.
Cordelia: Ohhh! Harmony's a vampire! That's why she- Oh my God, I'm so embarrassed. All this time I thought she was a great big lesbo. [Pauses, most likely listening to Willow's news that she is in a relationship with a girl] Oh... good for you then.
TV Show: Angel
Wesley: Time and space. Those are the only solutions in a situation like this. And as long as we understand that, the healing process...
[Cordelia screams in the next room. She comes in holding clothes, ecstatically happy.]
Cordelia: Oh my God! These are gorgeous! You have the most amazing taste, like a gay man's taste and thats saying a lot. I love them so much! [hugs and kisses Angel] Thank you, thank you, you're the best. I have to go try these on. La la la! [Jumping with happiness] New clothes. I have new clothes.
Angel: [To an annoyed Wesley] I got her new clothes.
[Cordelia screams in the next room. She comes in holding clothes, ecstatically happy.]
Cordelia: Oh my God! These are gorgeous! You have the most amazing taste, like a gay man's taste and thats saying a lot. I love them so much! [hugs and kisses Angel] Thank you, thank you, you're the best. I have to go try these on. La la la! [Jumping with happiness] New clothes. I have new clothes.
Angel: [To an annoyed Wesley] I got her new clothes.
TV Show: Angel