Angelus: "You... you sp... you spiked..."
Lorne: "Well, what is all the - oh! Angelus! He's in the hotel!"
Gunn: "Get me the steel shackles."
Lorne: "Oh, but maybe we're already aware of that."
Connor: "What happened to Faith?"
Wesley: "She captured Angelus."
Fred: "God, what did he do to her?"
Fred: "She's not making any sense."
Lorne: "And speaking of sense, have you been on permanent sabbatical from yours? Tell me you did not shoot that girl full of junk and then feed her to Angelus."
Wesley: "It was her choice. Faith knew the risks."
Lorne: "Oh, she couldn't!"
Cordy: "A coma?"
Connor: "Yeah, that's what it looked like when Wesley brought her in."
Cordy: "Like she hasn't pulled that one before."
Cordy: "What the hell is it with you and Faith? As if I didn't see the way you looked at her! She cracked her whip and you liked it. You were practically in her leather-clap lap."
Cordy: "Wow! Are my hormones out of whack or what? Hello! Crazy pregnant lady, out of line!"
Lorne: "Orpheus isn't entirely physical. It's an enchanted drug."
Connor: "Magick. This is what it gets you."
Lorne: "That plus the biting. Makes for some serious psychic psychedelia. And the more you take, the deeper you sink."
Wesley: "It leads you down to hell... and leaves you there."
Angelus: "Hey! What is that about?"
Faith: "You tell me. It's your flashback... You know what the definition of insanity is, baby? Performing the same task over and over and expecting different results. Learned that in murder rehab."
Angelus: "All right, Miss Blow-it-All. This is my flashback. Why are you in it?"
Faith: "Don't know."
Angelus: "So what is this, huh? Puff the Magic Dragon City? Fairyland?"
Angelus: "And why do you get to be Marley's ghost?"
Faith: "Cause I'm dying, dumb-ass."
Angelus: "Not soon enough."
Angelus: "Oh, no. I remember this. I remember this place. I gotta get out of here."
Faith: "Why? You freakin out?"
Angelus: "It's coming... again."
Faith: "What's coming?"
Angelus: "I can't do it again. I won't."
Faith: "Angel, get out of the road!"
Angelus: "Ah, no!"
Faith: "Dude! You just rescued a puppy."
Angelus: "I'm in hell. This is hell and I'm in it."
Faith: "We're reliving Angel's good deeds. You are in hell. Wicked."
Willow: "I think you need a witch."
Willow: "You must be Angel's handsome yet androgynous son."
Connor: "It's Connor."
Willow: "And the sneer's genetic. Who knew?"
Willow: "Oh, for the love of Hecate somebody stop me."
Willow: "How have you been?"
Cordy: "Higher power. You?"
Willow: "Ultimate evil. But I got better."
Willow: "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
Cordy: "I doubt it."
Angelus: "Bring on the pain!"
Faith: "Mandy, huh? It must kill you he's got a jones for the power ballads."
Angelus: "Worse were the concerts."
Faith: "Angel's the one that belongs on the outside. Not you."
Angelus: "You think it's that cut and dry, don't you? That if Angel gets his soul back-"
Faith: "When he gets it back."
Angelus: "-you'll just hang up your spurs and ride off into the sunset, knowing you put the monster back in his cage. But... I'm always here, Faithy. Deep in."
Cordy: "Hear me, Angelus. Heed my warning. Awaken at once. Return from the darkness... Or just lay there and let that red-headed meddler put your soul back. Whichever."
Willow: "There's lots of jars in the world. Can't shatter em all. Well, I mean you could but good things come in jars. Peanut butter, jelly... those two-headed fetal pigs at the natural history museum... Come on! Everybody loves fetal pigs."
Wesley: "Sorry. I think my sense of humor's trapped in a jar somewhere."
Willow: "Darkness. Been there."
Angelus: "I'm deep in, Faith. Soul or no soul."
Angelus: "Look at him, Faith. You're a murderer. You know just how good that blurry line tastes. You didn't think my hell was private, did ya?"
Gunn: "Jar go smash?"
Cordy: "Oh. I bid my thongue."
Cordy: "You want to go, Glinda? We'll go."
Angelus: "It'll all be worth it. Is that what you try and tell yourself, Faithy? Is that the nasty little lie that kept those thighs nice and warm in your prison bunk?"
Faith: "You kiss your mama with that mouth?"
Angelus: "No, but I ate her with it. And now for a poem: Faith goes gently into that good night. You're fadin fast, baby. I can feel it."
Faith: "He's paying for what he did."
Angelus: "He's hiding from what he is... which may be a big Psych 101 revelation for you, cupcake, but I already know this crap so why do I have to go through it again?"
Angel: "Maybe because it's not about you... jackass."
Angel/Angelus: "I've been waiting a long time for this."
Angel: "Faith, wake up! Are you listening?"
Faith: "Angel, I'm dying..."
Angel: "Yeah, it's a lot easier than redemption, huh?"
Angelus: "Always so concerned with the human condition..."
Angel: "I'm not perfect, Faith. Even with a soul I've done things I've wished a thousand times I could take back."
Angelus: "Yeah, like those Manilow concerts, you son of a bitch!"
Fred: "Connor shouldn't have run off like that."
Wesley: "I'm sure he's just worried about Cordelia."
Fred: "Do you ever think their relationship is maybe a little bit... icky?"
Cordy: "You know I have fought harder than anyone to save Angel's life but there comes a time when you have to weigh risk versus reward and as much as I love Angel as a friend, killing Angelus now is the only way to guarantee our family's safety. I know it in my heart now. You're not just protecting me, you're protecting the world. Sometimes one death can spare infinite pain."
Angelus: "Anybody notice a battle with your alter ego going on here?"
Angel: "Our time is never up, Faith. We pay for everything."
Faith: "It hurts..."
Angel: "I know... I know."
Angel: "Get up. You have to get up now, Faith. You have to fight. I need you to fight."
Faith: "Arf, arf, psycho."
Faith: "Break me off a switch, son... there's about to be a whuppin."
Angel: "How are you feeling?"
Faith: "Like I did mushrooms and got eaten by a bear."
Angel: "That about sums it up."
Angel: "I have a lot to thank you for."
Faith: "Well, that vice is plenty versa."
Faith: "See? Brits know how to say goodbye. Angel here wanted to hug."
Angel: "No, I didn't."
Willow: "Oh, next time you guys resurrect Angelus... call me first, okay?"
Cordy: "Sorry, Angel, but if this is the speech about how the worst is behind us... you may want to save it for later."