Nathan: "And the current status of Angel?"
Lindsey: "Angel? - He's up, he's down. - He's good, he's bad. He's a barrel of dead monkeys..."
Lilah: "He's back with his group, sir. According to my sources he's doing better, in the sense that he's not currently spending all of his time alone on the warpath trying to kill, well... us."
Lilah: "Could you stab me in my back a little deeper? I still have feeling in my legs."
Cordelia: "He had to be crazy. But he didn't feel crazy. He felt normal, you know? - Until he started stabbing himself?"
Melman: "Do you have any questions?"
Lindsey: "One. What the hell's going on?"
Melman: "Your boss didn't tell you."
Melman: "They have a funny sense of humor over there."
Lindsey: "Yeah, they keep us hopping."
Wesley: "Guess what I found? More nothing than usual."
Irv: "Why can't people take responsibility for their own problems?"
Lindsey: "Who are you?"
Cordelia: "What's all this?"
Angel: "Lunch. I was hungry."
Cordelia: "You don't eat food."
Angel: "Oh, I can. It doesn't keep me alive, but, you know, sometimes I get a hankering."
Cordelia: "You had a hankering for turkey, ham and roast beef sandwiches?"
Angel: "You missed the vegetarian."
Cordelia: "Soup and salad, too? What is going on?"
Angel: "I forgot what you liked."
Cordelia: "Why didn't you ask me?"
Angel: "Well, you said, why is everyone asking you if they can get you anything, and - and I didn't wanna do that..."
Cordelia: "So you did this - instead."
Cordelia: "I love you... And you ought to do that more often."
Angel: "Buy you food?"
Gunn: "We're at a dead end."
Wesley: "I thought we had more than that."
Angel: "There is only one thing we can do now."
Cordelia: "Oh, god. Oh, no."
Wesley: "The Karaoke bar."
Gunn: "Angel's gonna sing?"
Cordelia: "Isn't there some other way."
Wesley: "There has to be. Think, damn it!"
Angel: "Hey! Wha...?"
Cordelia: "Wow. He's good."
Gunn: "Lawyer's got some pipes."
Lindsey: "Settles me with love and laughter."
Angel: "You think he's good."
Lindsey: "Look, I got a crazy man's hand here who wants to kill - someone, maybe me, I don't know. What do you see?"
Host: "Well, you know what they say: the hand is quicker than the eye. You'll get that later."
Cordelia: "Hi. You probably don't remember me. Cordelia. I know you're evil - and everything, but that was just so amazing."
Gunn: "That was kind of tight."
Wesley: "Terrific, really."
Angel: "Is everyone drunk?"
Angel: "You know, when I was in charge here, nobody questioned my methods or my singing."
Cordelia: "You're half right."
Lindsey: "What are you doing here?!"
Angel: "Gee, I don't know, saving your life?"
Lindsey: "I don't need you to save my life."
Guy: "Hey, watch it with that!"
Angel: "Gee, a little gratitude, Lindsey. Goes a long way."
Lindsey: "You got no business...! What - why aren't you trying to kill me?!"
Angel: "Excuse me. I'm on a case here, Lindsey. Does everything always have to be about killing you all the time?"
Guy: "I-I can see you guys got issues, so I'll just..."
Lindsey: "That's my lead! You're choking my lead!"
Angel: "He's my lead! He's my lead! What, are we on the schoolyard here?"
Angel: "Hmm, can't you just taste that butter fat?"
Lindsey: "You are really gross, you know that?"
Angel: "I mean, losing Darla - and even me in a way, as a place to focus your rage. It's ironic. I mean, here you are. You're young, and healthy, good job, new hand. - Seems like the more you get, the less you have. - Am I getting through here? You just keep on moping. You're good at that."
Lindsey: "Kill who? Huh? Who do you want to kill?"
Brad: "Kill - me..."
Lindsey: "You could've had it. - But you didn't have what it takes... And evil hand. - I mean, come on, who here does, huh? Leon doesn't. - Charlie doesn't. You do know you gave me an evil hand, right? I've been writing 'Kill, kill, kill' on everything. It's crazy. It's crazy. Anything could happen!"
Lindsey: "Stop, evil hand, stop it... I just can't control my evil hand."
Lindsey: "Me - I'm unreliable. I've got these evil hand issues - and I'm bored with this crap. - And besides, I'm leaving, so - if you wanna chase me, be my guest, and remember... evil."
Lindsey: "I hope you're not waiting for me to tell you that I learned some kind of a lesson. That I had a big moral crisis, but now I see the light."
Angel: "If you told me that, then I'd have to kill you. - I'm just here to say 'bon voyage' - don't come back."
Lindsey: "The key to Wolfram and Hart: don't let them make you play their game. - You gotta make them play yours."
Angel: "Thanks. I'll keep that in mind... Don't drive to fast now. Lots of cops out there."
Sign on Lindsey's car: Cops suck