War Zone
Vampire: You.
Gunn: You expecting somebody else?
Cordelia: Oh, I miss that smell!
Wesley: Camembert, I believe.
Cordelia: What? No - money - I like the smell of a little money once in a while.
Angel: She's not just saying that. Hide some in the office sometime to watch her. It's uncanny.
Nabbit: Well, I - I've always said that I would make a billion dollars in the Software market and, uh, learn to talk to girls. - Still working on step two.
Nabbit: Are you familiar with Dungeons and Dragons?
Angel: Yeah. I've seen a few.
Wesley: You mean the - ah, role playing game.
Angel: Oh - game. - Right.
Cordelia: Did someone find out you were a big nerd?
Nabbit: No that's - ah, that's actually public record.
Lina: Look, ma, no hands!
Alonna: We're dying here, Gunn.
Gunn: Everybody dies. I'm just trying to make sure that when we die, we stay dead.
Cordelia: I'm in charge of the...
Wesley: Good Lord. I think there must be some mistake.
Cordelia: I'm sure Mr. Nabbit knows how to write a check.
Nabbit: It's only money, and I got sack-fulls, and it's - it's David. You guys call me David, okay?
Cordelia: I like David. It's such a - strong, masculine name. It just feels - good in your mouth.
Wesley: Feels good in your mouth?
Cordelia: I was flustered!
Angel: Ow! - You know, for some reason I'm getting the impression you don't like me too much! Maybe I'm just over-reacting.
Wesley: That's very nice work. I'm sure Nabbit will be greatly relieved to get these back. Oh my.
Angel: It's upside down.
Wesley: Certainly not something one would want framed.
Cordelia: How does it feel?
Wesley: I can't possibly imagine it's pleasant.
Angel: Ew.
Cordelia: I'm talking to Angel.
Cordelia: God. Twenty minutes ride from billionaires and crab puffs - kids going to war.
Cordelia: And the idea of a - vampire in a white hat probably seems a little - give me a breaky?
Gunn: The guys bugs me, Alonna.
Alonna: Everybody bugs you.
Gunn: You bug me the most.
Cordelia: You know - there is nothing like riding in a convertible - with the top down to make you see the sun and sand. Mmm - smell that salt air!
Wesley: That's not salt.
Cordelia: I don't think it's air either, - but reality is a choice, Wesley. You see what you wanna see and I see what I wanna see.
Cordelia: Uh, why don't you ask him and I check for taps?
Wesley: Because - you can imagine him as a scantily clad, buff, young stud, while I am stuck with the naked truth.
James: I suck, okay?
Gunn: I don't need advice from some middle-class white dude, that's dead! You don't know what my life is. You have no idea what it's like down here.
Angel: Look, I can help you. Unless, of course, death is what you're after - then you're on your own.
Gunn: I'm always on my own.
Angel: It doesn't have to be that way. Why can't we do this together?
Gunn: You figure it out.
Gunn: I was never gonna let anything happen to you. I was supposed to protect you. You were my sister.
Alonna: I still am. So why don't you kill me? - Why don't you? Ah! You can't! Because you got the guilt - and I got the greatest guilt cure ever. I can free you! We can be together - our family can stay together - forever.
Cordelia: Trying to open that? They locked you in, huh?
Angel: No. I just love old meat lockers.
Wesley: You should have tried to call us on your cell phone. - You probably forgot you had it.
Angel: These things hardly ever work. Besides it was a lot easier and quicker to just... - Look, I'm the boss here, I say when we use the cell phones and people are gonna die and - I have to go.
Cordelia: You're welcome!
Alonna: Look at you. You're running and hiding, cold and hungry. You call that living? You're the one that's falling now. Let me catch you. - Don't you want to stop falling? I'm gonna fix it. Oh, say goodbye to everything you ever knew.
Gunn: Good-bye.
Angel: If you go now - and I don't ever see any of you again, you get to live.
Knox: Are you high?
Angel: LA is my territory, you want to stay out of it for the rest of your eternal lives. These kids, my town, off limits from now on.
Knox: Who the hell are you? You know who you're talking to, you fool?
Angel: The name's Angelus.
* He stakes Knox *
Angel: And I wasn't actually talking to you.
Chain: Gunn, you came all this way, you're not gonna kill any vamps?
Gunn: I already did.
Wesley: I asked for coffee. I know it must be in here someplace.
Wesley: Well, it certainly gives one a sense of perspective, doesn't it?
Cordelia: Yes, it does. - And I think, perspectively speaking, I might want to - prostitute myself to billionaire David Nabbit.
Wesley: Cordelia.
Cordelia: What I mean is - he's a nice guy who wants companionship. I could use some security. So when I say 'prostitute' what I mean is...
Wesley: Prostitue.
Cordelia: For instance.
Wesley: Do you think you really could?
Cordelia: I don't know. - I could probably learn to love him. Looks aren't everything - or chemistry - personality, that's important! And except for a lot of other - It's not what's on the outside that - Yeah. Never mind. I'm fine here. - Poor - alone.
Gunn: What are you doing?
Angel: Skulking - professionally.
Gunn: That's it? You ain't gonna talk at me, - be all daddy-figure?
Angel: What am I gonna tell you - that you haven't already learned?
Gunn: I killed her.
Angel: You didn't.
Gunn: Near enough. - She was the reason, man. - How come you do it? How come you're out here?
Angel: What else are we gonna do? - I'll be around.
Gunn: I don't need no help.
Angel: I might.