Five By Five

Angel: Your name Marquez? Good. I hate saving the wrong guy.

Angelus: What would I do without you?
Darla: Whiter and die.

Wesley: Is it going that badly?
Cordelia: I knew it when you brought him in here yesterday. Someone with that much body art is gonna have a different definition of civic duty.
Wesley: After we saved his life?
Cordelia: When was the last time you wrote a thank-you card?

Cordelia: Wesley, you don't change a guy like that. In fact - generally speaking - you don't change a guy. What you see is what you get. Scratch the surface and what do you find? More surface.

Wesley: He may be a ruffian, but he's already got a soul, and therefore - deep down inside - an urge to do what's right.
Marquez: No way. I'm gone.
Angel: Shut up and sit down.
Cordelia: I guess you're right, Wesley. He's just like the Dalai Lama.

Lindsey: They have no witness. They have no case. I request a dismissal of all charges against my client, whose repuataion has been irreparably damaged by these proceedings. He is a law abiding and upstanding - citizen.
Angel: Your client really is - except for that pesky drug-dealing and murder stuff.

Lilah: You call them back and tell them that's our drop-dead offer, and you make sure that they understand we mean literally not figuratively.

Cordelia: So, are you happy with the way things turned out? You can always tell when he's happy. His scowl - is slightly less scowly.

Wesley: Oh my God. Faith.
Angel: I thought she was in a coma.
Cordelia: Pretty lively coma.

Angel: Giles said she left Sunnydale about a week ago. He described her mental state as borderline psychotic.
Cordelia: That explains her outfit.

Wesley: I was Faith's Watcher. When she came out of the coma, Giles should have contacted me immediately.
Cordelia: Maybe he was busy trying to keep her from - I don't know - killing everybody?

Wesley: You've been targeted by a psychotic! I'm certainly not going to run and hide.
Cordelia: I like the plan where I'm scarce.
Wesley: We've got to band together. Strength in numbers.
Cordelia: Two is a number.

Wesley: She's not a demon, Angel. She is a sick, sick girl. If there is even a chance she can be reasoned with...
Angel: There was. Last year I had a shot at saving her. I was pulling her back from the brink when some British guy kidnapped her and made damn sure she'd never trust a living soul.
Cordelia: Angel, it's not Wesley's fault that some British guy ruined your... - oh. Wait. That was you. Go on.

Faith: Gosh. That one wasn't a blank - Let the games begin.

Angel: Good to see you again, Lindsey. - We'll do this real soon.
Lindsey: You know, just when I think I got you figured out, you show up in a suit.

Cordelia: Phantom Dennis, let us in. It's all right. It's only Wesley.
Wesley: Dennis, your ghost, I presume?
Cordelia: Yes. He's jealous. Don't worry. Hell will freeze over before I have sex with him.
Wesley: Thank goodness for small favors.

Wesley: Faith.
Faith: Shut up, Wesley.
Wesley: It's not too late.
Faith: For cappuccino? Cause it just keeps me up.
Wesley: It's not too late to let me help you.

Faith: Come on, Wesley! Where is that stiff upper lip? Now we've only done one of the five basic torture groups. We've done blunt - but that still leaves sharp, cold, hot and loud. Have a preference?

Wesley: I was your Watcher, Faith. - I know the real you - and even if you kill me, there is just one thing I want you to remember.
Faith: What's that, love?
Wesley: You - are a piece of sh...
Faith: You should talk, huh?

Faith: You think about that stuff? - Fate - and destiny. I don't. Not that any of this is your own fault. Since this may be - the last chance we will have to unload on each other, I feel that it is kind of my duty to tell you that if you'd been a better Watcher, I might have been a more positive role model! - Face it, Wesley, you really were a jerk. Always walking around as if you had some great big stake rammed up your - English Channel. - I think I want to hear you scream.
Wesley: You never will.
Faith: Admit it, Wesley, didn't you always kind of have the hots for me?

Faith: I'm evil! I'm bad! I'm evil! Do you hear me? I'm bad! Angel, I'm bad! I'm ba-ad. Do you hear me? I'm bad! I'm bad! I'm bad. Please. Angel, please, just do it. Angel please, just do it. Just do it. Just kill me. Just kill me.

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