Angelus: There's moments in your life that make you, that set the course of who you're gonna be. Sometimes they're little, subtle moments. Sometimes... they're not. I'll show you what I mean.
Angel: So, I'd ask myself... What's a lady of your station doing alone in an alley with the reputation that this one has?
Darla: Maybe she's lonely.
Angel: Oh... But you're a pretty thing. Where are you from?
Darla: Around. Everywhere.
Angel: I never been anywhere myself. Always wanted to see the world, but...
Darla: I could show you.
Angel: Could you, then?
Darla: Things you've never seen, never even heard of.
Angel: Sounds exciting.
Darla: It is. And frightening.
Angel: I'm not afraid. Show me. Show me your world.
Darla: Close your eyes.
Xander: I'm good. Don't worry about me.
Buffy: You know, you don't have to patrol with me.
Xander: I had that guy under control until he resorted to fisticuffs.
Buffy: Oh, we better go. I haven't even started studying for finals yet.
Xander: Oh, yeah, finals! Why didn't you let me die?
Buffy: Ah, look on the bright side. It'll all be over soon.
Angelus: Yes, my love. It will.
Xander: Tell Angel I'm gonna kill him! No, wait. I'm gonna kill you! Die! Die! Die! Aah! Mother!
Cordelia: Is that it?
Xander: Yeah. That's it. Scene!
Buffy: That's exactly how it happened.
Oz: Well, I thought it was riveting. Uh, I was a little unclear about some of the themes.
Buffy: The theme is Angel's too much of a coward to take me on face-to-face.
Xander: And the other theme was 'Buy American', but it, uh, got kind of buried.
Snyder: These public displays of affection are not acceptable in my school. This isn't an orgy people. It's a classroom.
Buffy: Yeah! Where they teach lunch.
Snyder: Just give me a reason to kick you out, Summers. Just give me a reason.
Cordelia: How about because you're a tiny, impotent Nazi with a bug up his but the size of an emu?
Buffy: Sums it up.
Cordelia: Don't you think?
Angelus: Oh, hush, child. The Lord has a plan for all creatures. Even a Devil child like you.
Drusilla: A Devil?
Angelus: Yes! You're a spawn of Satan. All the Hail Marys in the world aren't going to help. The Lord will use you and smite you down. He's like that.
Drusilla: What can I do?
Angelus: Fulfill his plan, child. Be evil. Just give in.
Drusilla: No! I want to be good. I want to be pure.
Angelus: We all do, at first. The world doesn't work that way.
Drusilla: Father... I beg you... Please... Please, help me.
Angelus: Very well. Ten Our Fathers and an Act of Contrition. Does that sound good?
Drusilla: Yes. Yes, Father. Thank you.
Angelus: The pleasure was mine. And my child...
Angelus: God is watching you.
Drusilla: That's what's been whispering to me. Sh.
Angelus: Oh, yeah. Don't worry though. Soon it'll stop. Soon it'll scream.
Buffy: I mean, when in the real world am I ever gonna need chemistry or history or math or the English language?
Buffy: This feels kinda morbid.
Willow: I've gone through most of her files already.
Buffy: Does that make it less morbid or you really morbid?
Willow: I had to, to teach her class.
Buffy: Relax, Will. I was making with the funny.
Xander: Hi! For those of you who've just tuned in, everyone here is a crazy person. So this spell might restore Angel's humanity? Well, here's an interesting angle. Who cares?
Cordelia: Xander has a point.
Xander: You know, just for once I wish you would support me and I realize right now that you were and I'm embarrassed, so I'm gonna get back to the point, which is that Angel needs to die.
Giles: Curing Angel seems to have been Jenny's last wish.
Xander: Yeah? Well, Jenny's dead.
Willow: What do you wanna do?
Buffy: I-I don't know. What happened to Angel wasn't his fault.
Xander: Yeah, but what happened ot Ms. Calendar is. You can paint this any way you want. But the way I see it is that you wanna forget all about Ms. Calendar's murder so you can get your boyfriend back.
Buffy: Well, I'll do a couple of sweeps, and then I'll stop by. Yeah, Xander was pretty much being a... Willow! Where did you learn that word? My God. You kiss your mother with that mouth?
Buffy: You know, polite people call before they jump out of the bushes and attack you.
Kendra: Just wanted to test your reflexes.
Buffy: How about testing my face-punching? Cause I think you'll find it improved.
Spike: It's a big rock. I can't wait to tell my friends. They don't have a rock this big.
Angel: Acathla the demon came forth to swallow the world. He was killed by a virtuous knight who pierced the demon's heart before he could draw a breath to preform the act. Acathla turned to stone, as demons sometimes do, and was buried where neither man nor demon would want to look. Unless of course they were putting up low-rent housing.
Angel: My friends... we're about to make history... end.
Willow: Okay, somebody explain the whole 'he will suck the world into Hell' thing, because that's the part I'm not loving.
Giles: Well, the, uh, the Demon Universe exists in a dimension seperate from our own. With one breath Acathla will create a vortex, a-a kind of, um... whirlpool that will pull everything on Earth into that dimension, where any non-demon life will suffer horrible and... eternal torment.
Buffy: So that would be the literal kind of 'sucked into Hell'. Neat.
Kendra: Blessed by the knight who first slew the demon. If all else fails, this might stop it... I think.
Willow: This means I can't help you study for tomorrow's final.
Buffy: Ah, I'll wing it. Of course if we go to Hell by then, I won't have to take em. Or maybe I'll be taking them forever.
Angelus: I will drink... the blood will wash in me, over me, and I will be cleansed. I will be worthy to free Acathla. Bear witness... as I ascend... as I become. Everything that I am, everything that I have done, has led me here.
Watcher: There isn't much time. You must come with me. Your destiny awaits.
Buffy: I don't have a destiny. I'm destiny free, really.
Watcher: Yes, you have. You are the Chosen One. You alone can stop them.
Watcher: The vampires.
Buffy: Oh! Not the heart!
Whistler: She's gonna have it tough, that Slayer. She's just a kid. The world's full of big, bad things.
Angel: I wanna help her. I want... I wanna become someone.
Spike: Someone wasn't worthy.
Kendra: Here... In case de curse does not succeed, dis is my lucky stake. I have killed many vampires with it. I call it Mr. Pointy.
Buffy: You named your stake?
Buffy: Remind me to get you a stuffed animal. Thanks.
Kendra: Watch your back.
Angelus: Hello, lover. I wasn't sure you'd come.
Angelus: Y-you never learn, do you? This wasn't about you. This was never about you. And you fall for it every single time!
Whistler: Bottom line is, even if you see em coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does. So what are we, helpless? Puppets? No. The big moments are gonna come. You can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that counts. That's when you find out who you are.
Whistler: You'll see what I mean.