Cordelia: "Drusilla's here?"
Wesley: "Good Lord."
Gunn: "Who's Drusilla?"
Gunn: "Okay. I'm still trying to get this family tree straight. - Darla sired Angel."
Gunn: "And Angel sired this Drusilla?"
Wesley: "Back when he and Darla were together, yes."
Gunn: "But before Angel got his soul back, right?"
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. Dara's human self has died and sometime before dawn, unless Angel can stop it, she will rise again, a soulless demon."
Gunn: "So that means...'
Wesley: "The clock is ticking."
Gunn: "No, no, what I'm saying is, that means the granddaughter remade the grandmother."
Wesley: "Oh... - yes."
Gunn: "Man, somehow that weirds me out more than the whole bloodsucking thing."
Woman: "This is about the - cousin, isn't it?"
Woman: "That sweet, but very odd English girl who was visiting him?"
Lindsey: "So this place works for you?"
Drusilla: "Oh, yeah. Grandmother is very pleased with it. - I can tell. - Aren't you, Grandmother? My daughter."
Lindsey: "Can she hear you?"
Drusilla: "She's dead."
Lindsey: "Oh - of course."
Holland: "Drusilla, you are positively glowing."
Drusilla: "I'm going to be a mummy."
Holland: "Yes. Yes, you are."
Angel: "Drusilla will want to put the body in the ground."
Wesley: "Angel, are you certain about this? A burial isn't necessary for a newly made vampire to..."
Angel: "It would be for Drusilla. She's a classicist."
Cordelia: "She's a loony."
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."
Gunn: "You had me at 'everyone gear up'."
Drusilla: "For you. All for you. I thought it was what you wanted - to be saved... All alone. All alone in the dirt. - We've lost our way and the little worm won't dance if he's told to. No. No."
Angel: "Listen I'm not here to hurt you, kid, okay? And Morgog's not the way. Morgog couldn't find his way to his hairy spine-hump without a roadmap! So, don't go killing yourself, he's not worth it. And you've got, you know... a million - reasons - to live - I bet. Okay? Got it? Good."
Drusilla: "Oh. I'm ringing. - Do you hear it? I'm ringing - all - over!"
* Darla watches her for a moment then reaches down into the front of Dru's dress and pulls out a cell phone *
Drusilla: "Oh, yeah. I forgot about that."
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."
Darla: "Your wife was kind enough to invite us in, Holland."
Drusilla: "Very sweet she was - like clover... and honey."
Darla: "Just think of it as our way to giving you what you want."
Holland: "What would I..."
Darla: "I believe you said something about - a massacre."
Drusilla: "Pretty lawyers all in a row."
Darla: "Hmm. Gung-ho, are they? Because all I'm sensing right now is big, stinky fear. But not from you. Do you know what I'm getting from you, Lindsey?... 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."
Drusilla: "Daddy's home."
Drusilla: "It's not Daddy. It's never Daddy. It's the Angel-beast."
Darla: "Come to punish us?"
Drusilla: "Yeah, yeah. Spank us till Tuesday. We promise to be bad if you do."
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."
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."