Loyalty
Gunn: "You got to admire the loyalty. All night here, hitting the books. Logging serious alone-time, delving into the secret mysteries of... man, Wesley needs a life."
Angel: "Time for Wesley to wakey-wakey! Is that right Connor?"
Wesley: "I must have lost track of the time. I meant to, ah- go home."
Angel: "Road to hell, right?"
Gunn: "So, Wes, you find any answers in all these stuffy books of yours?"
Angel: "He already knows the answer. He's just looking for the question."
Gunn: "Tick-tock, Wes. Running out of time. Running out of time."
Angel: "Have you tried the vacuum? Sometimes the white noise from a motor will put a colicky bab right to sleep."
Woman: "You know, I've read about that. The problem is my older one - I can't run the vacuum while he's sleeping."
Angel: "You could try taping it. The sound. Just leaving playint by the crib kind of low."
Woman: "I should have thought of that! Mr. Dad to the rescue!"
Angel: "Mr. Dad! Check me out! I'm Mr. Dad."
Angel: "It's like a - like a soft gurgle or a wheeze. It might be a wheeze. I heard it last night when I was feeding him. You hear it?"
Doctor: "All I hear is a normal, healthy little heart."
Angel: "You-you don't understand. I-I got like really good hearing. I mean really good hearing."
Doctor: "Well, most first time parents do. You said this wheeze or gurgle happened while you were feeding him?"
Angel: "Is that bad? What is it?"
Doctor: "In my professional opinion - it's called digestion."
Angel: "Oh."
Wesley: "Doctor. During your exam you didn't notice anything - abnormal about him, did you?"
Angel: "Wes! What kind of question is that? Did you?"
Doctor: "No. Your son is just fine."
Doctor: "And they bitch about my cold hands."
Gunn: "I wanna know how he does it. No last name, no bank account. How are you ordering stuff off the wef?"
Fred: "It's not that hard, really. All you have to do is hack into the shipping database, find someone who is ordering what you want, then substitute you information. Except that would be high-tech robbery."
Angel: "I memorized Cordelia's credit card numbers."
Fred: "Oh. Low-tech robbery."
Gunn: "Some kind of boomerang vamp stake?"
Angel: "No! They're itty-bitty hockey sticks! Check this out! How cute is this? Huh? Seriously."
Gunn: "Seriously, I think you got way too much time on your hands."
Fred: "Come on. You think it's adorable."
Gunn: "Well, yeah, but at least I'm manly enough to deny it."
Angel: "You know, hockey is a great sport."
Gunn: "You realize this is the whitest sport known to man?"
Angel: "True. But the games are indoors, and they usually play at night."
Gunn: "Got you."
Angel: "When somebody becomes a vampire there is no turning back. No matter how much you want to believe there is some part of him you can save, all that's left is an evil thing."
Justine: "I don't understand. How can these people work for a vampire."
Holtz: "I once made a pact with a demon."
Justine: "So you could get Angelus. So you could kill a vampire."
Holtz: "I'm sure they believe their reasons are good, how ever misguided. Things aren't always black and white, Justine, good and evil."
Justine: "What about Angelus?"
Holtz: "He is evil."
Sahjhan: "Love the whole chained, un-dead look you got going on. Really sets off your fern."
Sahjhan: "I have a plan. But for it to work, I require a very rare and valuable ingredient. Getting it will be difficult, if not impossible. I need the blood of Angel's son."
Lilah: "Got it."
Sahjhan: "Got it? What do you mean got it? How'd you get it?"
Lilah: "I swiped if from his doctor's office. I don't know what good it'll do you though. Boys in the lab looked it over, said it was utterly run-of-the-mill. Completely normal."
Sahjhan: "That's because they're looking for the wrong thing."
Gunn: "Hey, ring toss! You want me be all macho and win you a prize?"
Fred: "Charles..."
Gunn: "Alright. You can be the macho one. Oh! Look at that stuffed little bunny up there! Think you could win it for me?"
Fred: "This is so wrong."
Gunn: "You're right. I don't want the bunny."
Fred: We're supposed to be working."
Gunn: "Hang on. I'm getting a tingle."
Fred: "Ah- I thought we were gonna try to keep that out of the workplace."
Gunn: "Not that kinda tingle."
Fred: "Oh. I don't see anything suspicious - except for that guy trying to break into that building over there."
Fred: "Behind you!"
Justine: "Well, what do you know?"
Gunn: "Fred - why are you still here?"
Fred: "I got your back! Well actually I got his back."
Gunn: "Thanks."
Loa: "You have answers, human. You search now, only for the questions."
Loa: "You insolence is displeasing."
Wesley: "You try chatting with a cranky hamburger."
Loa: "You risk your life, human, calling on the Loa. Perhaps what you really seek is death. The pain in your heart begs for it."
Wesley: "Then do it and be done. Nothing else will stop me."
Loa: "Simple mortal, your pain is just beginning. Betrayal and agony lie in wait, and time - is running out, yet still you ignore the question."
Wesley: "Alright then, when? When will this happen?"
Loa: "The first portent will shake the earth. The second will burn the air. The last will turn the sky to blood."
Wesley: "An earthquake? That's the first portent? We live in California!"
Loa: "Earthquake, fire, blood. Be headful of the signs, human, and trouble the Loa no more."
Sahjhan: "Sorry I'm late. Kind of ironic, my being a time-shifter and all."
Angel: "You're right to protect him. Holtz is one of the good guys. He has every right to hate me. And if he ever - comes close to one of my people ever again, or tries to touch a hair on my son's head - I'll kill him - and anyone who gets in the way. You might wanna mention that."
Holtz: "This tiny girl, outsized, outmatched, outnumbered - and she survived. Why? Because she was willing not to. She was prepared to die for the cause rather than abandon her comrade. We, too, must be willing to die - but more so. Study this carefully. You'll be fighting these two very soon. Perhaps sooner than I expected."
Holtz: "You don't believe me."
Wesley: "Hmmm. Not sure really. Could be the low scary voice that's giving me trouble."
Gunn: "What if we can't manage it all? The job, the romance... Emotions are tricky. They can cloud our judgement, you know, like at the carousel last night. What if it doesn't work."
Fred: "So we're back to that? What if Wesley makes us choose?"
Gunn: "I've been fighting vamps and demons since I was a kid. That sense of doing good - of waking up in the morning and making the world safer - better... I've always had that. But I never had a Fred before. If we have to - I choose you. I came on too strong, didn't I?"
Fred: "No. You came on just right."
Angel: "I figured it out. How I really knew about Aubrey. All that pain, that rage... the only way she could deal was to join Holtz, take her revenge. You know how I knew that?"
Wesley: "Because you would have done the same."
Angel: "It scares me. You know? If anything like that ever happened to Connor, I don't know what I'd... I love my son."
Wesley: "Love can be a terrible thing."
Angel: "I used to think that. I thought love was - something that swallowed you whole, ripped you up inside, but, you know, what I feel for Connor, even that fear... Wes, it's - it's not terrible. It's beautiful. What's so funny?"
Wesley: "Life. Life is funny. Listening to stupid people talking to hamburgers is funny. Worrying about things that will never... It's all so incredibly funny and - and beautiful."
Angel: "It's okay. It's okay. It's alright."
Wesley: "Earthquake. Fire. Blood."
Angel: "I thought we were gonna be trapped in there, huh? At least I would have had something to snack on."