Cordy: "I know it's a bit of a shock. I mean, nobody's more shocked than me... Okay, maybe him."
Fred: "Umm... sorry to be so... but I'm... like you said. Kind of shocked."
Gunn: "Yeah, cause hasn't it only been like... definitely shocked."
Cordy: "Everything's been so Clash of the Titans around here. I didn't want to be a... distraction."
Lorne: "Well, put me on the short bus and send me off to clueless school. A mystical pregnancy right under my beak and not even a tingle. Huh..."
Wesley: "The last time Cordelia was impregnated, she came to term overnight."
Cordy: "That was a crawly, evil demon thing. This is different."
Gunn: "Well, congratulations. You're going to have a grandspawn."
Gwen: "So we gonna dance or what?"
Garrett: "So is it that obvious... that I've never done-"
Gwen: "Trench coat - definite rookie mistake."
Fred: "Were we too harsh? I was just asking..."
Wesley: "No, they were bound to skulk off to neutral corners."
Gunn: "Two vampires hook up and for the only time in vamp history have a kid - our boy Connor. Then Connor grows up, knocks it out with Cordelia - a part demon, former higher-being - and quick as you can say 'Easy-Bake Oven', there's a gigantic bun in hers... I don't think we were too harsh."
Angel: "Angelus didn't kill Lilah. She was already dead, killed by the Beast."
Fred: "Well, that's... less terrible."
Angel: "There have to be rumblings around town about this new player."
Lorne: "I'm your demon."
Angel: "Gwen, it's really not a great time for a social call. We're pretty swamped, you know... apocalypse."
Connor: "It doesn't make sense."
Cordy: "Freaking out over a pregnancy's pretty much the M.O. with the gang around here."
Connor: "Not them. You. All that stuff you said about Angelus. And Willow, she didn't open a gate to evil. She put back Angel's soul. I almost killed him."
Cordy: "But you didn't. Angel's back, everything worked out. Everything happens for a reason, even if it doesn't always seem that way."
Cordy: "Everything happens for a reason. Connor, before our baby comes, I might ask you to do some things... for us. And I want you to remember, there's always a reason."
Gunn: "So how are we breaking into Fort Knox?"
Gwen: "We're walking in the front door."
Gunn: "I'm thinking James Bond never looked this fine."
Gwen: "I'm thinking you're right."
Gunn: "Now if we can just get out as easily as we got in - Why did I even say that?"
Wesley: "Why imagine? Reality's disturbing enough."
Fred: "Connor's Angel's son. How did he and Cordy get all... couply?"
Wesley: "They were probably as surprised as anyone. But they were both lost... lonely."
Fred: "No matter how lonely I was, I would never-"
Wesley: "Things happen, Fred. When you're alienated from the people who care about you... you start to look other places."
Cordy: "But if lava-boy didn't do all that, who did?"
Angel: "His master."
Cordy: "I'm his master... I'm his all-powerful master and I'm going to break into a guarded room, steal your soul from a safe - not by ripping it open but by using the combination - then I'm going to hunt and kill Lilah right under this very roof. Sure. Evil geniuses live for that playing-with-fire stuff."
Angel: "You don't understand. This thing was in my head. I've heard him and he's insane enough to pull those kind of stunts."
Cordy: "When you say insane, you mean like diabolical?"
Angel: "No, I mean like deluded and demented."
Gunn: "Now you did it. I'm gonna have to get your lame-ass blood all over my sweet new suit."
Gwen: "When's the last time you had this much fun? I saw your face out there. You were having a great time."
Gunn: "That's cause I thought I was doing good."
Gwen: "You were! Just not the kind that involves saving a fairy princess from an evil king."
Wesley: "I recognize the text. It's an early Fallorian code system. Let's see. "The green... cart-like vehicle... eats... I am not a bucket-head"."
Angel: "Damn it!"
Wesley: "It's a tricky language. An inverted serif can alter the meaning of an entire passage."
Angel: "Try this one."
Wesley: "Something about... strangling poultry."
Gunn: "Hey, I'm just the muscle."
Gwen: "Don't knock the muscle, buddy. Makes the girls go all knocky in the knees. But if that's all you were, we never could have gotten into that party tonight."
Gwen: "Man, they have done a number on you. You really believe this "I'm the muscle" crap."
Gunn: "This your version of a pep talk?"
Gwen: "Anyway, thanks for turning me... off."
Lorne: "Has Cordy been a bad, bad girl?"