Lilah: "What's the matter, ace? Didn't think you were the only one who ever got to come back from hell around here, did you? Speaking of which, could I possibly get some ice water?"
Wes: "She's not here. It's not her. It can't be."
Lilah: "There's a signed dollar in your wallet that says different."
Wes: "It's a lie."
Lilah: "-lah. It's a 'Lilah'."
Gunn: "I don't get this. If she ain't alive and she ain't a vampire... what in the hell is she?"
Lilah: "I'm just a messenger. That's all. They'll be sending me straight back to hell once I'm finished here."
Gunn: "Who's they?"
Angel: "Wolfram & Hart. The contract she signed with them extends beyond her death."
Lilah: "Standard perpetuity clause, I'm afraid. Always read the fine print."
Angel: "What's your game, Lilah?"
Lilah: "No game. In fact, game over. Guess what? You win. Which is why I'm here. I have been authorized to make you kids an offer."
Fred: "You can't possibly think there's anything we'd want from you."
Lilah: "I don't think you'll want it... but you'll take it. Because this is the offer of a lifetime... Just not, you know, mine."
Gunn: "You want to run that by us one more time?"
Lilah: "What was unclear?"
Fred: "I think the part where you offered us Wolfram & Hart."
Lilah: "Just the LA branch."
Gunn: "You want to give us your evil law firm? We ain't lawyers!"
Fred: "Or evil... Currently."
Lilah: "What we're offering you is a turn-key, state-of-the-art, multi-tasking operation. What you do with it... well, that's up to you."
Lilah: "I thought that was obvious. You've earned it. Think of it as a reward."
Gunn: "Reward for what?"
Lilah: "Ending world peace."
Lilah: "World peace comes at a price. Jasmine understood that. She consumed, what? A couple dozen souls a day? Now weigh that against ending the suffering of millions. But you fixed that."
Lilah: "Anyway, I'm dead and running late. Think about our proposal. If anyone's interested and wants the grand tour, there'll be a limo waiting outside just before dawn. And hey... good job."
Fred: "We ended a nefarious global domination scheme, not world peace. Right?"
Connor: "That's your family? That's your family and you were just going to leave them like that? How were they going to feel if you didn't come back?"
Cop: "I don't know..."
Connor: "You don't know? You have to know that!"
Gunn: "Kid needs a leash if you ask me."
Gunn: "Come on, Wes, how long do you think you're going to be satisfied sitting there sticking pins in maps and blowing dust off your books?.... Sorry, man. I shouldn't have said it like that."
Wes: "No, no, they are rather dusty."
Wes: "That was awkward, wasn't it? You decapitate a loved one, you don't expect them to come visiting."
Fred: "I thought I'd be the only one."
Wes: "And I thought for sure I wouldn't be. Although I wasn't expecting it to be you."
Wes: "What are the odds the humans would be the most corruptible?"
Lorne: "So it's an evil limo. I get that. Does that mean we don't restock the cherries?"
Greeters: "Mr. Angel, good morning. Morining, Mr. Angel. Good morning, Mr. Angel. How are you this morning, Mr. Angel? Mr. Angel."
Angel: "There is no way this is gonna go well."
Lilah: "Prioritize and personalize."
Angel: "Divide and conquer, you mean."
Lilah: "Oh, you're so cynical! See? This is going to work out great."
Lilah: "If you prefer to be armed during your stay here, we'd have no objections. Just because we've tried to kill or corrupt each and everyone of you at one time or another doesn't mean we can't be trusted."
Lorne: "I don't think you hae to tell me what you represent here, young man. I know. Evil. Pure evil and... which is also apparently everyone I've always wanted to meet!"
Gunn: "You're not going to try to corrupt me, are you?"
Lacey: "Wouldn't dream of it."
Gunn: "We'll have to work on that."
Lilah: "Come on, Charlie. Let me show you around the Chocolate Factory."
Fred: "You're like the MacGyver of Wolfram & Hart."
Fred: "Well, this place is amazing but it doesn't change the fact that it's all for the greater bad."
Knox: "What? No. All the morally ambiguous departments are above the 9th floor. We're science. We're morally neutral."
Sirk: "Appearances can be deceiving."
Wes: "And does the Watcher's Council know you stole the only known copy of the Codex when you left?"
Sirk: "There is no Council."
Wes: "Not anymore, no. So you opted to what? Play for the other side... cross the line?"
Sirk: "These are complicated times. Lines become blurry."
Lilah: "Money. Clothes. Women. Did I mention we have a juice bar?"
Angel: "This is what you came back from the dead for? To play Let's Make an Evil Deal?"
Angel: "It's an office."
Lilah: "With your own private elevator. Care to take it for a spin?"
Angel: "What's it going to do, huh? Drop me in a vat of holy water?"
Lilah: "You know, I was pushing for it but they went with the motor pool."
Angel: "I'm not bursting into flames."
Lilah: "Nope. Necro-tempered glass. The whole building's fitted with it. Helps keep those uplifting wholesome rays from charbroiling the boss. And 30% more energy efficient."
Lilah: "Goodbye, Mr. Sunshine. Hello, gloomy avenger."
Lilah: "Nothing in this world is the way it ought to be. It's harsh and it's cruel but that's why there's you, Angel. You live as if the world were as it should be. With all this you can make it that way. People don't need an unyielding champion. They need a man who knows the value of compromise and how to beat the system from inside the belly of the beast."
Angel: "The beast's belly... doesn't that usually mean you've been eaten?"
Lilah: "That nifty little bauble comes with the file. Apparently it's crucial for some kind of 'final battle'. Guess they're in short supply up Sunnydale way. Bit gauche for my taste but hey - not a Slayer."
Angel: "Buffy can handle herself."
Lilah: "But isn't it more fun when you handle her?"
Lilah: "Wow. He really does have you eyes, doesn't he?"
Lilah: "Watch the head. It comes off kind of easy."
Angel: "You set this whole thing up."
Lilah: "Been a little busy with the being dead."
Lilah: "You're the one who raised him. Or didn't... Can't imagine how the kid turned out postal."
Lilah: "One-time offer only, Angel. Walk out that door, deal's off. Stay and it's all yours."
Angel: "People like you - this place - that's what's wrong with the world, Lilah. I will never be a part of this... Not the way you're hoping. Now let me tell you what the deal's going to be..."
Connor: "You're not holding her right. Why don't you hold her right?"
Lilah: "So you finally made it - got behind the facade - and here it is. Every dirty little scheme. Every secret. All that evil, great and small. Just imagine what you could accomplish with that kind of information."
Lilah: "Flames wouldn't be eternal... if they actually consumed anything. But it means something that you tried."
Connor: "I didn't feel anything! I can't feel anything. I guess I really am your son because I'm dead, too."
Angel: "You're not dead, Connor. You're just starting your life."
Connor: "Do not say you're sorry! It doesn't fix anything."
Angel: "Then let me say this. I love you, son."
Connor: "There's only one thing that ever changes anything and that's death. Everything else is just a lie. You can't be saved by a lie... you can't be saved at all."
Lorne: "Let me tell you, when this cruise ship sets sail, I will be on the lido deck. I mean, it's unbelievable. Secrets of the universe. Like Siegfried, evil. Roy, not so much. Oh, and balance? Very, very important."
Fred: "You look... did they make you taller?"
Gunn: "I'm doing this. Hope it's not just me but if it is... that's all right too."
Wes: "As much as it pains me to admit it... there's probably a great deal we could accomplish with the resources avaliable here."
Fred: "I can't believe it. Are you saying we should take the deal?"
Angel: "I already took it."
Lilah: "I'm impressed by the lot of you. Team Angel, all growed up."
Fred: "You found Cordy? And she's-"
Lilah: "Still in a coma. But, hey, doesn't mean she can't look her best. She'll receive the finest care - medical and metaphysical. If there is a way to get her back, we'll find it."
Lilah: "There'll be a limo waiting outside. It'll take you to see Connor."
Angel: "Thank you."
Fred: "Who is Connor?"
Connor: "To family."
Sister: "I think I should get wine for the toast."
Connor: "Oh, really? I wasn't talking about this family. I made that clear, right?"