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okay so this is your place for Angel quotage. all quotes are organised by episode and then by season. you can also subnmit quotes by e-mailing me at CatLinkage
BUFFY: Well! Look who's here!
ANGEL: Hi.
BUFFY: I'd say it's nice to see you, but then we both know that's a big fib.
ANGEL: I won't be long.
BUFFY: No, you'll just give me a cryptic warning about some exciting new
catastrophe, and then disappear into the night. Right? ANGEL: You're cold.
BUFFY: You can take it.
ANGEL: (takes off his jacket) I mean, you look cold.
ANGEL: I heard a rumor there was, uh, one less vampire walking around making a nuisance of himself.
BUFFY: There is. Guess I should thank you for the tip.
ANGEL: Pleasure's mine.
BUFFY: Course, it would make things easier if I knew how to get in touch with you.
ANGEL: I'll be around.
BUFFY: Or who you were? (Angel just smiles) Well... Anyway, you can have your jacket back.
ANGEL: It looks better on you. (leaves)
BUFFY: Oh boy!
Angel 1.7
ANGEL: I did a lot of thinking today. I really can't be around you. Because when I am...
BUFFY: Hey, no big. Water... over the bridge, under the bridge...
ANGEL: When I am all I can ever think about is how badly I want to kiss you.
BUFFY: ...over the dam... Kiss me?
ANGEL: I'm older than you, and this can't ever... I better go.
BUFFY: H-how much older?
ANGEL: I should...
BUFFY: ...go... You said... (They kiss) What? What is it? What's wrong?
BUFFY: I know you're there. And I know what you are.
ANGEL: Do you? I'm just an animal, right?
BUFFY: You're not an animal. Animals I like.
ANGEL: Let's get it done!
(they scuffle, Buffy fixes her crossbow on him)
ANGEL: C'mon! Don't go soft on me now!
(Buffy launches the bolt. It hits the wall next to him.)
ANGEL: Little wide.
BUFFY: Why? Why didn't you just attack me when you had the chance? Was it a joke? To make me feel for you and then... I've killed a lot of vampires. I've never hated one before.
ANGEL: Feels good, doesn't it? Feels simple.
BUFFY: I invited you into my home and then you attacked my family!
ANGEL: Why not? I killed mine. I killed their friends... and their friend's children... For a hundred years I offered ugly death to everyone I met, and I did it with a song in my heart.
BUFFY: What changed?
ANGEL: Fed on a girl about your age... beautiful... dumb as a post... but a favorite among her clan.
BUFFY: Her clan?
ANGEL: Romany. Gypsies. The elders conjured the perfect punishment for me. They restored my soul.
BUFFY: What, they were all out of boils and blinding torment?
ANGEL: When you become a vampire the demon takes your body, but it doesn't get your soul. That's gone! No conscience, no remorse... It's an easy way to live. You have no idea what it's like to have done the things I've done... and to care. I haven't fed on a living human being since that day.
BUFFY: So you started with my mom?
ANGEL: I didn't bite her.
BUFFY: Then why didn't you say something?
ANGEL: But I wanted to. I can walk like a man, but I'm not one. I wanted to kill you tonight.
(She puts the bow down on the floor and approaches him. She offers her neck.) BUFFY: Go ahead. Not as easy as it looks.
ANGEL: I just wanted to see if you were okay. And your mother.
BUFFY: We're both good. You?
ANGEL: If I can go a little while without getting shot or stabbed I'll be alright. Look, this can't...
BUFFY: ...ever be anything. I know. For one thing, you're, like, two hundred and twenty-four years older than I am.
ANGEL: I just gotta... I gotta walk away from this.
BUFFY: I know. Me, too. One of us has to go here.
ANGEL: I know.
(they kiss)
BUFFY: You okay?
ANGEL: It's just...
BUFFY: ...painful. I know. See you around?
(Buffy walks away. Angel watches her go. The camera pans down to his chest where her cross has left a deep burn.)
Prophecy Girl 1.12
ANGEL: Oh. Look who's here.
XANDER: Mind if I come in? (comes in)
ANGEL: (closes the door) Make yourself at home.
XANDER: She's gone.
ANGEL: Whadaya mean?
XANDER: Buffy, she's gone to fight the Master.
ANGEL: He'll kill her.
XANDER: Rumor has it. Only we're not gonna let it happen.
ANGEL: Well, what do you propose we do about it?
XANDER: Look, I know you can find this Master guy. He's underground, right? Take me to him.
ANGEL: You're way outta your league, kid. The Master'll kill you before you can even breathe. If you're lucky.
XANDER: How can I say this clearly? (He holds up a cross.) I don't like you. At the end of the day, I pretty much think you're a vampire. But Buffy's got this big old yen for you. She thinks you're a real person. And right now I need you to prove her right.
ANGEL: You're in love with her.
XANDER: Aren't you?
ANGEL: This way. (looks at Xander) What?
XANDER: You were looking at my neck.
ANGEL: What?
XANDER: You were checking out my neck! I saw that!
ANGEL: No, I wasn't!
XANDER: Just keep your distance, pal.
ANGEL: I wasn't looking at your neck!
XANDER: I told you to eat before we left.
When she was bad 2.1
BUFFY: Hi.
ANGEL: Hi.
BUFFY: So, is there danger at the Bronze? Should I beware?
ANGEL: I can't help thinking I've done something to make you angry. And that bothers me more than I'd like.
BUFFY: I'm not angry. I don't know where that comes from.
ANGEL: What are you afraid of? Me? Us?
BUFFY: Could you contemplate getting over yourself for a second? There's no 'us'. Look, Angel, I'm sorry if I was supposed to spend the summer mooning over you, but I didn't. I moved on. To the living.
Some Assembly Required 2.2
BUFFY: C'mon, Stephan, rise and shine. Some of us have a ton of trig homework waiting.
ANGEL: Hey. Is this a bad time?
BUFFY: Are you crazy? You don't just sneak up on people in a graveyard. You make noise when you walk. You stomp or... yodel.
ANGEL: I heard you were on the hunt.
BUFFY: I'm supposed to be, but... lazy bones here doesn't wanna come out and play.
ANGEL: When you first wake up it's a little disorienting. He'll show.
BUFFY: It's weird to think of you going through that.
ANGEL: It's weird to go through. So, uh, you're here alone?
BUFFY: Yeah! Why?
ANGEL: I just thought you'd have somebody with you. Xander or someone.
BUFFY: Xander.
ANGEL: Or someone.
BUFFY: Nope. Why? Are you jealous?
ANGEL: Of Xander? Please. He's just a kid.
BUFFY: Is it 'cause I danced with him?
ANGEL: 'Danced with' is a pretty loose term. 'Mated with' might be a little closer.
BUFFY: Don't you think you're being a little unfair? It was one little dance, which I only did to make you crazy, by the way. Behold my success.
ANGEL: I am *not* jealous.
BUFFY: You're not jealous? What, vampires don't get jealous?
(Stephan has come out of the ground, and looks at them from behind his gravestone)
ANGEL: See? Whenever we fight you always bring up the vampire thing.
BUFFY: Well, I didn't come here to fight.
(The vampire lunges at her and knocks her into Angel.)
BUFFY: Oh, right, I did. (fight) Where's my stake? I-I know I had a stake!
ANGEL: I didn't see a stake!
(more fighting, Buffy stakes him)
BUFFY: What do you mean he's just a kid? Does that mean I'm just a kid, too?
ANGEL: Look, obviously I made a mistake coming here tonight.
BUFFY: Oh, no you don't. You can't just turn and walk away from me like that. It takes more than that to get rid of me.
(She falls into an open grave with an open and empty coffin at the bottom.)
BUFFY: Oof! Uhhh...
BUFFY: God, the whole thing was so creepy. Well, at the same time, I mean... he did do it all for his brother.
ANGEL: Sounds like he took it a little over the edge.
BUFFY: Love makes you do the wacky.
ANGEL: What?
BUFFY: Crazy stuff.
ANGEL: Oh. Crazy, like a two-hundred-and-forty-one-year-old being jealous of a high school junior?
BUFFY: Are you fessing up?
ANGEL: I've thought about it. Maybe it bothers me a little.
BUFFY: I don't love Xander.
ANGEL: Yeah, but he's in your life. He gets to be there when I can't. Take your classes, eat your meals, hear your jokes and complaints. He gets to see you in the sunlight.
BUFFY: I don't look that good in direct light.
ANGEL: It'll be morning soon.
BUFFY: I should probably go. I could walk you home.
School Hard 2.3
XANDER: So, when you gave him my neck to chew on, why didn't you clock him before he had a chance to clock you?
ANGEL: I told you. I couldn't make the first move. I had to see if he was buying it or not.
XANDER: A-and if he bit me, what then?
ANGEL: We would've known he bought it.
Reptile Boy 2.5
ANGEL: (re bracelet Buffy just picked up) There's blood on it.
BUFFY: Hi. It's nice to... Blood?
ANGEL: I can smell it.
BUFFY: Oh. It's pretty thin. It probably belonged to a girl.
ANGEL: Probably.
BUFFY: I-I was... just thinking, wouldn't it be funny some time to see each other when it wasn't a blood thing. Not funny ha, ha.
ANGEL: What are you sayin', you wanna have a date?
BUFFY: No.
ANGEL: You don't wanna have a date?
BUFFY: Who said 'date'? I-I-I never said 'date'.
ANGEL: Right. You just wanna have coffee or somethin'.
BUFFY: (hopefully) Coffee?
ANGEL: I knew this was gonna happen.
BUFFY: What? What do you think is happening?
ANGEL: You're sixteen years old. I'm two hundred and forty-one.
BUFFY: I've done the math.
ANGEL: You don't know what you're doing, you don't know what you want...
BUFFY: Oh. No, I, I think I do. I want out of this conversation.
ANGEL: Listen, if we date you and I both know one thing's gonna lead to another.
BUFFY: One thing already has led to another. You think it's a little late to be reading me a warning label?
ANGEL: I'm just tryin' to protect you. This could get outta control.
BUFFY: Isn't that the way it's supposed to be?
ANGEL: This isn't some fairy tale. When I kiss you, you don't wake up from a deep sleep and live happily ever after.
BUFFY: No. When you kiss me I wanna die.
Passion 2.17
Angelus: Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping... ...waiting... And though unwanted... ...unbidden... it will stir...open its jaws, and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have?Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief.
Becoming Part I 2.21
London, 1860
DRUSILLA: Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It's been two days since my last confession. Father?
Angelus: (having just eaten the confessor, goes along) That's not very long.
DRUSILLA: Oh, Father, I'm so afraid.
Angelus: The Lord is very forgiving. Tell me your sins.
DRUSILLA: I had... I've been seeing again, Father. Yesterday, the men were going to work in the mine. I had... a terrible fright. My stomach all tied up, and I saw this horrible... crash. My mummy said to keep my peace, it didn't mean nothing. But this morning... they had a cave-in. Two men died.
Angelus: Go on.
DRUSILLA: Me mum says... I'm cursed. My seeing things is an affront to the Lord, that only he's supposed to see anything before it happens. But I don't mean to, Father, I swear! I swear! I try to be pure in his sight. (sobs) I don't want to be an evil thing.
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! (sobs) I want to be good. (sobs) 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: (relieved) Yes. Yes, Father. Thank you.
Angelus: The pleasure was mine. And my child...
DRUSILLA: Yes?
Angelus: God is watching you.
Becoming Part II 2.22
Angelus: Hi, Rupert. I wasn't sure you were gonna wake up. You had me worried.
GILES: What do you want?
Angelus: I wanna torture you. I used to love it, and it's been a *long* time. I mean, the last time I tortured somebody, they didn't even *have* chainsaws. Oh, yeah. Acathla. He's an even harder guy to wake up than you are. I mean, I performed the rituals, said all the right phrases... blood on my hand. Got nothing. Big doughnut hole for my troubles. I figure you know the ritual. You're pretty up on these things. You could probably... tell me what I'm doing wrong. But honestly, I sorta hope you don't... 'Cause I *really* wanna torture you.
Amends 3.10
ANGEL: I've been seeing... I've... I've had dreams lately about the past. It's... It's like I'm living it again. It's, it's so vivid, I... I need to know. I need to know why I'm here.
GILES: Here? Back on Earth?
ANGEL: I should be in a demon dimension suffering an eternity of torture.
GILES: I don't feel particularly inclined to argue with that.
ANGEL: But I'm not. I was freed, and I don't understand why.
GILES: Knowing why you were back would give you peace of mind?
ANGEL: It might.
(Angel sees an apparition of Jenny Calendar)
GILES: You think that's something you ought to have? Because, sir, to be blunt, the last time you became complacent about your existence turned out rather badly.
Angel sees Jenny stroke her hand down Giles' shoulder and sigh. Giles doesn't notice a thing.
GILES: What?
ANGEL: Don't you see her?
GILES: Who?
Angel begins to make his way to the door. Jenny follows him with her stare. He begins to freak out.
ANGEL: I can't!
He runs out of the door into the night.
Margaret: Sir! My son!
Angelus: Oh, he'll make a fine dessert, huh?
ANGEL: It told me to kill you. You were in the dream. You know. It told me to lose my soul in you and become a monster again.
BUFFY: I know what it told you. What does it matter?
ANGEL: Because I wanted to! Because I want you so badly! I want to take comfort in you, and I know it'll cost me my soul, and a part of me doesn't care. Look, I'm weak. I've never been anything else. It's not the demon in me that needs killing, Buffy. It's the man.
Gingerbread 3.11
ANGEL: I'm alright. I think I'm better than you right now. I heard about this. People are talking. People are even talking to *me*.
Helpless 3.12
BUFFY: Right, birthday. Um, actually, I, I do have a thing.
ANGEL: Oh, a thing. A date?
BUFFY: (nods) Nice attempt at casual. Actually, I do have a date. Older man. Very handsome. He likes it when I call him 'Daddy'.
ANGEL: (smiles) Huh, your father. (frowns) It is your father, right?
ANGEL: 'Cause I could see your heart. You held it before you for everyone to see. And I worried that it would be bruised or torn. And more than anything in my life I wanted to keep it safe... to warm it with my own.
BUFFY: That's beautiful. Or taken literally, incredibly gross.
ANGEL: (grimacing) I was just thinking that, too.
Consequences 3.15
ANGEL: I know what's goin' on with you.
FAITH: Join the club. Everybody seems to have a theory.
ANGEL: Hmm. But I know what it's like to take a life. To feel a future, a world of possibilities, snuffed out by your own hand. I know the power in it. The exhilaration. It was like a drug for me.
FAITH: Yeah? Sounds like you need some help. A professional maybe.
ANGEL: Hmm. A professional couldn't have helped me. It stopped when I got my soul back. My human heart.
FAITH: Goody for you. If we're gonna party, let's get on with it. Otherwise, could you let me out of these things?
ANGEL: Faith, you have a choice. You've tasted something few ever do. I mean, to kill without remorse is to feel like a god.
FAITH: Right now, all I feel is a cramp in my wrist, so let me go!
ANGEL: But you're not a god. You're not much more than a child. Going down this path will ruin you. You can't imagine the price for true evil.
FAITH: Yeah? I hope evil takes MasterCard.
ANGEL: (smiles) You and me, Faith, we're a lot alike. Time was, I thought humans existed just to hurt each other. But then I came here. And I found out that there are other types of people. People who genuinely wanted to do right. And they make mistakes. And they fall down. You know, but they keep caring. Keep trying. If you can trust us, Faith, this can all change. You don't have to disappear into the darkness.
Doppelgangland 3.16
ANGEL: (very upset) Buffy, I... I just... Something's happened that... (blurts it out) Willow's dead. (distractedly) Hey, Willow. (very confused) Wait a second.
XANDER: We're *right* there with you, buddy.
The Prom 3.20
ANGEL: You deserve more. You deserve something outside of demons and darkness. You should be with someone who can take you into the light. Someone who can make love to you.
ANGEL: (voice over) Los Angeles. You see it at night and it shines. A beacon. People are drawn to it. People and other things. They come for all sorts of reasons. My reason? No surprise there. It started with a girl.
ANGEL: (drunkenly) She was a really, really pretty girl. No I mean she... she was a hottie girl. She, she had - I mean - her hair was... You know? You kind of remind me of her. (cut to bald, mustached, middle aged black man looking skeptically at Angel) Because, because - you know - the hair. I mean, you both have the hair."
VAMP 1: (to bartender) We're gonna cash out.
ANGEL: (to vamp, laughing idiotically) Girls are nice.
ANGEL: (drunkely) Excuse me. 'Scuse me. I'm sorry. Anyone seen my car? It's big and shiny?
Lonely Hearts 1.2
KATE: Okay, then...maybe you can buy me a drink and we can start fresh.
ANGEL: I'm not sure that you should go in there tonight.
KATE: What do you mean?
ANGEL: I'm not sure it's safe.
KATE: What's not safe?
ANGEL: I can't really explain it.
KATE: You know I'm having a problem trusting people--and surprise, you're not making it any better.
ANGEL: I'm just asking you not to go in there.
KATE: And where are you going?
ANGEL: In there.
KATE: Well, I'll tell you what: I can go where ever I want and, ah, you can go to hell.
ANGEL: Been there, done that.
ANGEL: I know you guys have been working hard. I mean, you've been cooped up inside a lot. And to show my appreciation I was thinking, the night being, you know, young and all, that the three of us could, well, should, you know, maybe, go out, you know, for fun.
CORDELIA: Or we can go home.
DOYLE: And you can sit in the dark alone.
ANGEL: God, yes! Thank you.
Room W/A vu 1.5
DOYLE: Who�s Aura?
ANGEL: Uh she's uh one of Cordelia�s group. People called them the Cordettes. A bunch of girls from wealthy families. They ruled the high school. Decided what was in, who was popular. It was like the soviet secret police if they cared a lot about shoes.
Sense and Sensitivity1.6
ANGEL: He uses it as a talisman. Anyone who handles it becomes infected. He admitted it to me after I (looks away and swallows) - threatened him with physical violence.
DOYLE: Angel, man, you've gotta snap out of this!
CORDELIA: Right now. It's time for you to get all vampy - grr! Kate needs you
ANGEL: I don't want to. You both withdraw when I go vamp. I feel you judge me.
CORDELIA: We won't judge you, (to Doyle ) will we? (to Angel) Give it a try.
ANGEL: Closeness is too important to me right now.
CORDELIA: Come on! Lets go!
ANGEL: Wow. That's vandalism.
DOYLE: Ah, we'll take care of it later.
ANGEL: We should leave a note.
CORDELIA: Would you come on?
ANGEL: What's the magic word?
CORDELIA: Urgh!
ANGEL: No, I don't think 'urgh' is the magic word, if one would *call* it a word. And even then, certainly not a magic one.
CORDELIA: We don't have time for this!
ANGEL: There's always time to be considerate of others, Cordelia.
CORDELIA: Oh, please!
ANGEL: See? That wasn't so hard now, was it?
ANGEL: Hey! I'm feeling some serious negative energy in this room.
CORDELIA: Go on. Take care of him!
TONY: Oh, I've been wanting to see you again.
KATE: I'm sure he'd say the same thing, but that gun really makes you come off as hostile.
ANGEL: That and the body language. It's so closed.
KATE: Yeah!
DOYLE: Angel, man, *fight*, don't talk.
CORDELIA: We are so dead.
ANGEL: Now, why don't we all sit down together and process this?
ANGEL: Okay, now I'm feeling unheard.
(Angel and Tony fight.)
ANGEL: You know, Anthony you could be a rainbow and not a (hits him over the head and drops him) painbow. I mean, it really is all up to you.
KATE: (shakes head wonderingly) You.
ANGEL: (smiles) No, you!
KATE: Come here!
(They hug)
CORDELIA: Ugh. Anyone for vomit?
(Kate and Angel look at Tony.)
ANGEL: It's so sad, isn't it?
KATE: Some people just really need to live in the problem.
I will remember you 1.8
ANGEL: (eating straight out of the fridge) Oh my God! Food! This is unbelievable. This is so.. You know, I forgot how good it all tastes when you're alive!
CORDELIA: Yeah, and they didn't even have Cookie-dough-fudge-mint-chip in your day.
ANGEL: Mmm, I want some! Can you get that?
CORDELIA: It'll go straight to your thighs.
ANGEL: Uhm, chocolate! Oh, (Laughs) chocolate!
DOYLE: All right, all right, we need to focus here. Try and find out..
ANGEL: I love chocolate! Uh, but not, as it turns out, yogurt. Urgh!
ANGEL: 'The Gateway for Lost Souls' is under the post office?
Pangs 4.8 (Buffy)
GILES: It's not fair. You know that's what she'd say. You can see her, but she can't see you?
ANGEL: Believe me, I'm not getting the good half of this deal. To be on the outside looking in at what I can't... Well, I'd forgotten how bad it feels."
Parting Gifts 1.10
ANGEL: I work alone, Wesley.
WESLEY: The hell you say. This demon is mine! Angel. I know how to track him. You�re not catching him without me by your side.
ANGEL: I had somebody at my side. He�s dead now. I�m not gonna let that happen again. I *work alone*.
Somnabulist 1.11
ANGELUS: First kill. Aptly done.
PENN: It�s strange. She was my sister.
ANGELUS: Yet you feel nothing.
PENN: No. I feel hungry.
ANGELUS: Ah, you do learn very quickly.
PENN: My father would disagree.
ANGELUS: Ah, then perhaps it�s time you shared with him just what a fine student you�ve become.
PENN: My father, yes. They�ll all be sitting down to dinner now.
ANGELUS: A feast. Excellent. When they invite you in, savor it, Penn. You�ll not recapture the moment. Family blood is always the sweetest.
She 1.13
CORDELIA: Hi! You having fun?
ANGEL: Sure. This is, um...
CORDELIA: Your idea of hell.
ANGEL: Actually in hell you tend to know a lot of the people. No, I'm having a great time.
I've got you under my skin 1.14
ANGEL: I know you�re not planning to kill me, Wesley. But you�re willing to. And that�s good. Now come on.
Eternity 1.17
WESLEY: We're doomed.
ANGEL: Maybe we can make a break for it.
WESLEY: Impossible.
ANGEL: Front exit?
WESLEY: We'd be spotted instantly.
ANGEL: Back door?
WESLEY: Blocked.
ANGEL: That's it then. We're trapped.
WESLEY: We might try shouting 'fire.' Not technically a *crowded* theater
ANGEL: In all my years, I never killed a famous person before. But with no witnesses, who's gonna believe me? Maybe we can take a picture. I know! We'll do it like we did back in the day. I'll keep your head on a stick -- as proof.
REBECCA: My head on a stick.
ANGEL: Well, OK -- (throws the glass over his shoulder and listens to it break) pike.
REBECCA: You're crazy.
ANGEL: Oh, no. I'm a vampire. (laughs) Boy, you know, you could stand to drop a few pounds. Hey, I help you with that.
REBECCA: This isn't you.
ANGEL: Oh, they always mistake me for the character I play. They never see the real me!
ANGEL: Tell you what, I'll torture you for a few unbelievably long hours and then you can tell me if this is the lifestyle for you. Up to you.
ANGEL: You're warning me? What happened, Wes? You suddenly grow a pair? Well, that's it, isn't it? I mean, that's the whole root of your inferiority complex. Well, good news, Wes, old boy! You don't really have an inferiority complex. You're just simply inferior.
CORDELIA: Wesley, no! Well, oh, why don't you juss-ss..
ANGEL: Juss-s? Line! 'Of course a time will come when Torvald is not as devoted to me.' You were really, let me tell you, bad.
CORDELIA: Stop it.
ANGEL: Why? You didn't. I mean, I've been to hell but *that* was *so* much worse! (To Rebecca) You had to be there. I mean, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. Everybody was just laughing so hard. (To Cordelia) Here's a thought. Maybe you can get Raven here to coach you, then you'd actually suck.
Five by Five
ANGEL: That's what the lady wants.
WESLEY: That's not good enough! She's not a demon, Angel! She's a sick, sick girl. If there's even a chance she can be reasoned with--
ANGEL: There was. Last year, I had a shot at saving her. I was pulling her back from the brink when some British guy kidnapped her and made damn sure she'd never trust another living soul.
Sanctuary
ANGEL: I needed more time with Faith. I'm not sure...
BUFFY: You needed... Do you have *any* idea what it was like for me to see you with her? That you went behind my back...
ANGEL: Buffy, this wasn't about you! This was about saving somebody's soul. That's what I do here, and you're not a part of it. That was your idea, remember? We stay away from each other.
ANGEL: That's great. It's nice... you moved on. I can't. You found someone new. I'm not allowed to, remember? I see you again, it cuts me up inside and the person I share that with is me! You don't know me anymore, so don't come down here with your great new life and *expect* me to do things your way. Go home!
The yoko factor4.20(Buffy)
RILEY: Where do you think you're going?
ANGEL: Going to see an old girlfriend.
RILEY: Oh, you really think I'm gonna let that happen?
ANGEL: You think you're gonna stop me?
RILEY: It's pretty much all I got left, so I'm thinking not. He attacked four of my men, Buffy. I think he's up to his old tricks.
BUFFY: He won't hurt anybody. (to Angel) Tell him.
ANGEL: (with contained violence) Might hurt you.
RILEY: Please try.
ANGEL: Heh. Some threat. You can barely stand.
RILEY: Trigger finger feels okay.
ANGEL: (sideglance to Buffy) You actually sleep with this guy?
BUFFY: It means a lot that you came.
ANGEL: Oh, and . . . Riley.
BUFFY: Yeah?
ANGEL: I don't like him.
BUFFY: (smiling) Thank you.
Blind Date 1.21
ANGEL: It's still their world, Wesley. Structured for power -- not truth. It's their system, and it's one that works. It works because there is no guilt. There is no torment, no consequences. It's pure. I remember what that was like. Sometimes I miss that clarity.
ANGEL: That's what we call an acceptable risk. You're panicking right now. You can't believe how bad you let things get. That's not change. You have to make a decision to change. That's something you do by yourself. Most people, they never do.
LINDSEY: If I get myself killed, that'll convince you I've changed.
ANGEL: It's a start.
To shanshu in L.A. 1.22
KATE: Never a dull moment when you're around, is there?
ANGEL: I have to go.
KATE: Who the hell do you think you are? You are a major witness at a major crime scene. You're not going *anywhere*.
ANGEL: You want to try and stop me, Kate?
KATE: I am glad we are not playing friends anymore. And I'm real sick and tired of your attitude. There is a thing called the law!
ANGEL: This isn't about the law, this is about a little thing called life. Now I'm sorry about your father. But I didn't kill your father and I'm sick and tired of you blaming me for everything *you* can't handle! You want to be enemies? Try me.
Judgement 2.1
ANGEL: There are three things I don't do: tan, date - and sing in public!
ANGEL: I-I saw the light at the end of the tunnel: that some day I might become human. That light was so bright, I thought I was already out.
CORDELIA: Yeah. We all got a little cocky, didn't we? It's gonna be a long while - until you work your way out - but I know you well enough to know you *will*. And I'll be with you until you do.
ANGEL: What about your inevitable stardom?
CORDELIA: I'm not saying I won't have a day job.
Are you now or have you ever been? 2.2
JUDY: Oh, no. I-I mean the guy in 215. You know he killed himself.
ANGEL: Yeah, I guess he did.
JUDY: Can you imagine that wallpaper being the *last* thing you see before you go?
ANGEL: Maybe it was the wallpaper that drove him to it.
First Impressions 2.3
ANGEL: You know, I-I don't need a helmet for protection.
WESLEY: Angel. It's the law in California. Do you want us to get pulled over?
ANGEL: No.
WESLEY: Then what's the problem?
ANGEL: Well, it-it's just, you know, the whole, visibility issue, not to mention the whole hat-head thing and you know when you really think about it, how come I have to wear the ladies helmet?
WESLEY: Stop being such a wanker and put it on! Looks good. Hop on board, gorgeous.
ANGEL: You'll pay for this.
Untouched 2.4
ANGEL: (falling to the floor in pain) Ah. Oh. Okay, maybe she can hurt me a little.
CORDELIA: I can't get this bandage to -- Stop moving!
ANGEL: I'm not.
CORDELIA: Well, then stop breathing.
ANGEL: I don't breathe.
CORDELIA: Then stop flexing your manly boob-muscles or whatever.
ANGEL: She's very powerful. We've got to find out everything we can about her.
CORDELIA: Like oh, say, her name?
ANGEL: I was impaled at the time.
CORDELIA: Of course. Perfectly understandable.
ANGEL: Do you know how hard it is to think straight with a re-bar through your torso?
CORDELIA: Actually, I do. Benefits of a Sunnydale education. No address or anything?
ANGEL: She said she was staying with a friend.
CORDELIA: Well, that narrows it down to people with friends. (To Wesley) Where do we keep that list?
ANGEL: She's just a girl.
CORDELIA: Just a girl that can kill your ass by blinking.
ANGEL: She needs help. She's out of control. She's just lost. What do we know about telekinesis?
WESLEY: Ah. Yes. The power of moving things with one's mind. That's pretty much it. The power of -- moving. I-I'm better with demons, really.
ANGEL: Time to broaden your horizons.
Guise will be Guise 2.6
ANGEL: Get a little perspective. (Cordelia stalks out and Angel keeps reading) 'Bodyguard to the stars.' Yeah, right! There's no Wyndham-Price Agency.
ANGEL: uh Wesley could I get my coat back?
Darla 2.7
ANGELUS: Well, I mean, have you *been* above lately? It's quite nice. Me, I could never live in a rat-infested stink hole like this. Pardon me for saying so. But I gotta have meself a proper bed or I'm a terror. (To Darla) Isn't that right, love?
MASTER: We stalk the surface to feed and grow our ranks. We do not live amongst the human pestilence!
ANGELUS: I'll be honest, you really couldn't with that face, now could you?
DARLA: Angelus!
ANGELUS: It's not stuck like that now is it?
DARLA: The Master has grown past the curse of human features.
ANGELUS: I'm not gonna get a bat-nose like that, huh? Am I?
ANGELUS: You belong by my side, out in the world. Feeding as we like, taking what we need. I'll give you that view you crave, darling. I'll give you everything. (Master knocks him down again) Tell the truth. Whose face do you want to look at for eternity? His... or mine?
ANGEL: Nah, we need to narrow it down further. Keep looking.
CORDY: And my sister is living in unit 319.
ANGEL: You don't have a sister.
CORDY: Sure I do. My older - way older - like 400 years older - blonde sister, Darla, no last name. I've been desperately trying to find her because - mom and dad are in the coma. Sue, the property manager was very helpful. She even cried.
ANGEL: Let's go.
WESLEY: Perhaps it would be best if you let me contact Gunn and he and I can check this out. We could do the reconnaissance, give you a full report and we can *all* decide how to proceed. As a team.
CORDY: Probably a good idea since it's 1 o'clock in the afternoon and that address is in Sun Valley.
ANGEL: Right. Sun.
CORDY: Actually I was thinking Valley. I mean why go *there* if you don't have to.
ANGEL: She smashed all the mirrors.
CORDY: Why?
ANGEL: Isn't it obvious?
WESLEY: Angel, I don't think anything is obvious.
ANGEL: The weight of her soul, she's feeling it.
WESLEY: We don't know that for certain.
ANGEL: It makes sense. She was a vampire, now she has a soul.
CORDY: That makes sense? So why don't you go around smashing mirrors?
ANGEL: Because I don't have to look at *myself* in them.
DARLA: Turn me back. God! (crying) I can't bear this pounding in my chest for another instant!
ANGEL: It's gift. Too feel that heart beat - to know, really and for once, that you're alive. You're human again, Darla. You know what that means?
DARLA: Of course I do. It means pain and suffering and disease and death. I released you from this world once, I gave you eternal life. Now it's time for you to return the favor.
ANGEL: Favor? Is that what you think? You think you did me a favor. You damned me.
Fool for Love Buffy 5.7
ANGELUS: Perhaps it's my advancing years that makes me so forgetful, William. Remind me. Why don't we kill you?
The Shroud of Rahmon 2.8
ANGEL: You know I'm getting pretty tired of this "vampires killed my sister so now I'm all entitled" song. Don't you know anything else, like say MacArthur Park?
ANGEL: Whoo! Okay. (Laughs) You got me. My life of crime is over. (Hands in the air, he slowly steps closer to Kate) I'm going down. But first -- a little impression. (Laughs) I'm a cop, with a mission to protect the innocent and rain on everybody's parade, and obsessed about my father's death, and bother people who are about to steal things!
WESLEY: Angel ...
(Angel spins around, knocking Wesley into the wall, then turns back to Kate.)
ANGEL: Oh Katie, what are you so afraid of? Is it this? (Morphs into vamp face) Is it the part where I kill you? Cuz I gotta tell you I love that in a woman!
The Trial 2.9
ANGEL: Well, here we are.
DARLA: I don't think this is right.
ANGEL: Well, he said I had to take the plunge.
DARLA: Into an empty pool?
ANGEL: Sure. 'Cause if you had water, you'd get all wet and miss out on all that skull crushing.
DARLA: Maybe he meant another pool.
ANGEL: Something in a Koi pond. They're very Zen. Nah, he's just testing me. It's that whole leap of faith thing.
Reunion 2.10
ANGEL: Listen I'm not here to hurt you, kid, okay? And Morgog's not the way. Morgog couldn't find his way to his hairy spine-hump without a roadmap! So, don't go killing yourself, he's not worth it. And you've got, you know (looks around the garage) a million - reasons - to live - I bet. Okay? Got it? Good.
LILAH: For god's sake, help us.
HOLLAND: Angel, please. People are going to die.
ANGEL: And yet, somehow, I just can't seem to care.
Redefinition 2.11
ANGEL: (voice-over) I'm not ready yet. Too many years spent sleeping in soft beds, living in a world where I don't belong. I can't fight them. Not yet. But soon. When Wolfram and Hart take a life, they do it at a distance. I don't have that luxury. It's time. I'm not on their level. But I can get there. And when I do, I'll be right up close. I'll bring the fight to them.
ANGEL: I'm not ready. I can still feel her. Her pain. Her need. Her hope. I'm too close. Too close to fight her.
ANGEL: Let them fight the good fight. Someone has to fight the war.
Blood Money 2.12
ANGEL: Cuts me across the bust. A friend, left her clothes at my place. I won't be seeing her anytime soon, so I figured...
ANGEL: The game. It's actually kind of fun when you know the rules. I mean, when you know - that there aren't any. You screw with me, and you screw with me, and... you screw with me. And now, I get to screw with you.
LILAH: Uh...
ANGEL: That's gonna be great!
LILAH: Angel, please...
ANGEL: (Leans close) No. No. No. No. The begging: that comes later.
ANGEL: There is blood on that money, Anne. Are you the person who can ignore that? Have you become that yet? I don't think you have.
ANNE: And the money?
ANGEL: The money was tainted.
ANNE: I don't even care about...
ANGEL: Yes, you do. That's the difference between us. You still care.
Happy Anniversary 2.13
ANGEL: You want to know what my problem is? I'm screwed. That's my problem. I can't win. I'm trying to atone for a hundred years of unthinkable evil. News flash! I never can! Never gonna be enough. Now I got Wolfram and Hart dogging me, it's too much! Two hundred highly intelligent law-school graduates working fulltime driving me crazy. Why the hell is everyone so surprised that it's working? But no, it's "Angel, why you're so cranky?" "Angel, you should lighten up. You should smile. You should wear a nice plaid." Redemption. Darla had a shot at redemption. They took it from her. Now I have to hunt her down and kill her. I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna kill her, and then I'm gonna burn that law firm to the ground. My crew -- they couldn't handle that. That's good. It means that they're still human. It means their better off being fired.
Epiphany 2.16
ANGEL: Yeah. And it *was* perfect, Darla. - It was perfect despair. And you were the reason. You've always been the reason. You were the thing that made me what I am, and I thought if I could save you, I'd somehow save myself, but... but I was wrong. And when I failed...
DARLA: Stop it!
ANGEL: When I *failed*, you saved me. And I have to thank you for that. There is nothing I can do for you now, Darla. I can't even hate you.
ANGEL: I'm sorry Lindsey. I really am. I'm sorry she'll never love you. I'm sorry you're gonna have to live with that. I'm sorry I didn't try harder to help you when you came to me. I'm sorry you made the wrong choice
ANGEL: Well, I guess I kinda worked it out. If there is no great glorious end to all this, if nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do. 'cause that's all there is. What we do, now, today. - I fought for so long. For redemption, for a reward, finally just to beat the other guy, but... I never got it. KATE: And now you do? ANGEL: Not all of it. All I wanna do is help. I wanna help because I don't think people should suffer, as they do. Because, if there is no bigger meaning, then the smallest act of kindness is the greatest thing in the world.
KATE: Yikes. It sounds like you had an epiphany.
ANGEL: I keep saying that. But nobody's listening.
KATE: Well, I'm pretty much convinced, since I'm alive to be convinced.
ANGEL: You know you don't have to be a cop to be...
KATE: I'm okay. Anyway, I'm *not* headed towards another pillathon. - I'm very grateful. I never thought you'd come for me, but... I got cut a huge break and I believe... I don't know what I believe, but I have faith. I think maybe we're not alone in this.
ANGEL: Why?
KATE: Because I never invited you in.
Dead End 2.18
ANGEL: You know, when I was in charge here, nobody questioned my methods or my singing.
CORDELIA: You're half right.
LINDSEY: What are you doing here?!
ANGEL: Gee, I don't know, saving your life?
LINDSEY: (waves the guy's gun wildly in Angel's face) I don't need you to save my life.
GUY: Hey, watch it with that!
ANGEL: Gee, a little gratitude, Lindsey. Goes a long way.
LINDSEY: You got no business! What-why aren't you trying to kill me?!
ANGEL: Excuse me. I'm on a case here, Lindsey. Does everything always have to be about killing you all the time?
GUY: I-I can see you guys got issues, so I'll just... (Stops as Angel tightens the rope on his throat.)
LINDSEY: That's my lead! You're choking my lead!
ANGEL: 'He's *my* lead! He's *my* lead!' What, are we on the schoolyard here? Look, if you wanna get to the bottom of this, you got to learn how to play with others. (To the parole-guy) Look, I'm gonna loosen the rope and you're gonna tell me everything about your parolee, Bradley Scott.
LINDSEY: Who?
ANGEL: The guy whose hand you're wearing. You might want to listen up.
LINDSEY: You don't tell me what to do.
ANGEL: (to the guy) He's so immature.
LINDSEY: Shut up!!
ANGEL: (to guy) We're waiting.
GUY: I'm not telling you zip. You can kill me but Wolfram and Hart will do a lot worse.
ANGEL: Kill you? - Why would I kill you (morphs into vamp-face) when I could live off you for a month? (Pats man's face as he screams.) Hmm, can't you just taste that butter fat?
LINDSEY: You are really gross, you know that?
ANGEL: I guess it's a lot to carry. I mean, losing Darla - and even me in a way, as a place to focus your rage. It's ironic. I mean, here you are. You're young, and healthy, good job, new hand. Seems like the more you get, the less you have. Am I getting through here? (Lindsey doesn't answer) You just keep on moping. You're good at that.
Belonging 2.19
ANGEL: Hey. You want food? I can be food. Pretty tasty here. (Quietly) Come on, where are you? (Louder) Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Here kitty, kitty, kitty.
Over the Rainbow 2.20
ANGEL: ...chkwrt strplmt dwghzn prqlrzn lffrmtplzt. (Nothing happens.) Maybe I have to be standing where the portal opens. (Goes to the stage.) Krv Drpglr pwlz chkwrt strplmt dwghzn prqlrzn lffrmtplzt! What, is it - out of batteries? (To LORNE:) Is this thing out of batteries?!?
ANGEL: I wanna go bad. I'm just waiting for Wes to have that Eureka moment.
WESLEY: (From off screen) Eureka!
ANGEL: Oh, jeez. Thank god.
LORNE: You mean he actually really says Eureka?
Through The Looking Glass 2.21
ANGEL: Uh, guys - no wire hanger because that's leather! (They hang a necklace around his neck and drape an elaborate cape over his shoulders.) Oh. Guys, hey, - all this isn't really... (Another relative holds a mirror up in front of him) Nice! He-hey!
ANGEL: (to a gang of awestruck children) ...and the scroll is just tipping from his fingertips, and his eyes lighting with fierce determination, and then whack! (Angel makes a chopping motion and some of the kids jump) I chopped off the evil lawyer-beast's hand and he screamed and he screamed and then I left.
ANGEL: Oh. Cordy. No, she's fine. They made her a princess.
FRED: They... Really? - Oh. When I got here they... They didn't do that. Well. That's nice for her.
ANGEL: The monster... They-they saw what I really am. I can't go back. Not now. I can never go back. No...
There's no place like Plrz Glrb 2.22
ANGEL: Look, when I fired you guys the reason I... Darkness was coming out in me. I didn't want you near it. - The thing that comes out here is ten times worse. - Wes. - I do this - you know I won't come back from it.
WESLEY: Yes, you will. I know you. (Glances over at Gunn) We know you. We know you're a man with a demon inside - not the other way around. *We* know you have the strength to do what needs to be done, and you will come back to us.
ANGEL: I challenge the groosalug to mortal combat. (Angel glances back at Fred, who was mouthing the words along with him. Fred gives him two thumbs up.) Come out and face me you spineless coward!
FRED: Uh! Why'd you add that coward thing? That's really gonna piss him off.
ANGEL: Oh. What happens if you run out of wall space before you get the click?
FRED: I don't know.
ANGEL: Fred, I know you spent... five years in a place where humans could only be slaves or fugitives. I know that wasn't a picnic for you. But you're home now. You're safe. You can come out of your room. I know that it's gonna take some time.
ANGEL: You just... come on... you just need to take some small steps. Hmm? Like, uhm, coming downstairs and hanging with us for a while. What do you say? There's nothing to be scared of. You're safe here in the hotel.
( We hear Cordy scream downstairs.)
ANGEL: Hold that thought!
DARLA: (smiling at Angelus) Life is full of surprises.
ANGELUS: (smiling back) Ah, life is boring. You're full of surprises.
DARLA: Of course when you finally did catch up with me in Vienna I had to pay for my sins, again and again.
ANGELUS: Hmm, can you even begin to fathom the things that we did? Of course not. You're in love.
ANGELUS: (to James) He wants Darla. Bit of a thorn in his side. What she and I did to his family... (to Holtz) Tasty lot, especially the little ones. Your wife, she kept repeating on us. Of course, you know, I repeated on her a few times myself.
(Holtz hits Angel, puts a stake to him)
HOLTZ: There are worse things than death, Angelus. I can keep you alive for months, years, if I have a mind to. Now. You *are* going to tell me where she is.
ANGELUS: Lord, yes, I'm gonna tell you. Who's arguing? I don't want to suffer needlessly. (Tilts his head towards James) She's with his lass.
JAMES: I'll be sure to tell Darla the utter lack of concern you had for her.
ANGELUS: (yelling after him) Buy her a hat. She loves hats. Why are people always running off and leaving me? (Pulls an arrow out of his side) Am I a bad bloke? I don't think so. Not once you get to know me. (Pulls the arrow out of his shoulder.) Oh. I really need a doctor.
ANGEL: How's that, invincible boy, huh? Is that your idea of love, James, hmm? It's not real unless it kills, you?
JAMES: Yeah. What's yours? It's fun as long as it doesn't cost me anything? You don't know what love is! You think you won just because you're still alive? I lived. You just existed.
ANGEL: I *am* okay.
CORDELIA: Then what's the problem?
ANGEL: That I'm okay. That losing Buffy didn't kill me, that I could deal with it. In all those years no one ever mattered, not like she did. And now she's gone. Forever.
CORDELIA: And you're still here.
ANGEL: Yeah. And it feels like I'm betraying her somehow.
CORDELIA: No. If you were a loser, if you were a sick obsessed vampire, you'd go to a snod demon or whatever and get your heart cut out. But you're not. You're a living, breathing -- well a living, anyway -- good guy who's still fighting and trying to help people. That's not betraying her, that's honoring her.
ANGEL: Ya' think?
CORDELIA: I'm Cordelia, I don't think, I know. Okay?
ANGEL: Okay.
That Old Gang of Mine 3.3
ANGEL: Here, Charles - let me make it simple for you. (vamps out) Take a look. This is what I am. Deal with it or don't. But make a damn choice.
GUNN: Hey! No matter what else, I think I proved that you can trust me when I could have killed you and I didn't.
ANGEL: No. - You'll prove that I can trust you when day comes that you *have* to kill me - and you do.
Carpe Noctem 3.4
ANGEL: No. You may not know this, Fred, but certain friends and co-workers have been known to accuse *me* of being the quiet, stay at home, sulky one. Some people just don't know how to have fun anymore.
Fredless 3.5
ANGEL: I'm gonna miss her. She was just this nice, quiet kind of crazy. - I found that - soothing.
Billy 3.6
ANGEL: You know, Cordelia, handling a lethal weapon is a *little* different from shaking a pom-pom.
Waiting in the wings 3.16
ANGEL: What if there is - no more talking in that scene? - Look, I've been possessed by the spirits of old lovers before. Never goes well.
ANGEL: Yeah. You love her that much? (punches him) Start a website.
Deep Down 4.1
ANGEL: So... how was your summer? Mine was fun. Saw some fish. Went mad with hunger. Hallucinated a whole bunch.
ANGEL: I know. I can tell. You've done enough lying for me to know the difference. The truth has a better sound to it, less nasal, you know? Get up. What you did to me was unbelievable, Connor. But then I got stuck in a hell dimension by my girlfriend one time for a hundred years, so a few months under the ocean actually gave me perspective. Kind of a M. C. Esher perspective. But I did get time to think. About us, about the world. Nothing in the world is the way it ought to be. It's harsh, and cruel. But that's why there's us. Champions. It doesn't matter where we come from, what we've done or suffered, or even if we make a difference. We live as though the world were as it should be, to show it what it can be. You're not a part of that yet. I hope you will be. I love you, Connor. Now get out of my house.
Ground State 4.2
ANGEL: What should I do, then? Send her a gift? Sacrifice? (beat) Unholy fruit basket?
ANGEL: So you're a freak. Boo-hoo. So what?
ANGEL: To tell you the truth, it doesn't surprise me. In some small way, maybe it even makes it easier, knowing the good she's doing up there. Even if I can't see her or talk to her, it's like...she's still on my side.
FRED: Doesn't mean you miss her any less.
ANGEL: No. (sighs) All those months, under the water, I kept thinking to myself I gotta get home... to Cordelia. I get back and I find out that she's gone. I keep thinking, I gotta get Cordy back home. Finally I find her, and I realize she already is home. Where she belongs.
The House Always Wins 4.3
ANGEL: This place was so much friendlier when the mob ran it.
Supersymmetry 4.5
ANGEL: That's cool. The top just comes right off.
ANGEL: (to Gunn) They talk about me in the chatty rooms?
(Angel is holding the demon's head, while looking at the body across the room. Angel appears to have defeated the demon again, but then his hand starts to move again.)
ANGEL: (whiny) Come on! I'm holding your *head*.
Spin The Bottle 4.6
ANGEL: I'm not. See, this is why I don't want to answer questions I don't have the answers for. All I know is that you are my dearest friend. And I hope that�I just� I want that back. That much, at least.
ANGEL: I'm not your friend, you English pig. We never wanted you in Ireland. We don't want you now.
CORDELIA: Aren't you gonna get in there and stop them?
ANGEL: It's about time the English got what's comin' to 'em. I'm rootin' for the slave.
ANGEL: (hears the radio, and goes in the room to investigate) Minstrels. (Angel pokes at the radio with his sword, looking at the box with interest. Cordelia presses the power button.) ANGEL: How did�? You stopped the tiny men from singing.
CORDELIA: You really are far from home, aren't you?
ANGEL: I tell ya, I get through this, I'm gonna have a great cup of ale�I don't care what father says it does to you.
CORDELIA:Maybe we should just sit tight and let the vampire experts deal with this thing. (rubs his back)
ANGEL: Sorry for acting so... womanish.
ANGEL: (to Cordelia) Uh, I'm almost finished. (to himself) I'm a vampire. They're gonna kill me.
ANGEL: See? (giggles) The English is stupid. Let's have a different theory.
ANGEL: I remember waking up here in this madhouse with that fine lot of hypocrites.
CONNOR: Hypocrites.
ANGEL: I'm supposed to be evil, but they attack me without cause. They gang up on me because I'm different. They're as bad as my father.
CONNOR: Fathers. Don't they suck?
ANGEL: Say one thing, then... Be good. Fear God. Do as you're told. And the whole while I know good and well, he's had his share of sinning.
CONNOR: Sounds kinda like my father.
ANGEL: Is he a self-righteous bastard?
CONNOR: You'd be amazed.
Habeas Corpses 4.8
CONNOR: What's a zombie?
ANGEL: It's an undead thing.
CONNOR: Like you?
ANGEL: No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh.
CONNOR: (smirking) Like you.
ANGEL: No! It's different. Trust me. Come on.
Long Day's Journey 4.9
ANGEL: Look, enough. Let's just focus on the guy trying to blot out the sun and point fingers later.
Awakening 4.10
ANGEL: Look, I know you like to think that I'm the enemy, but if this works, I will be. I'm gonna become the one thing you were raised to believe I was. The thing I never�never wanted you to see.
CONNOR: Yeah. I think I can handle it.
ANGEL: Uh-huh. Well, just keep in mind that whatever Angelus says, whatever he does�remember, he's not your father. I am. No matter what happens�or, happened�I�I love you. Look, one more thing. Since I'm gonna be out of commission for a while, I want you to, you know, take care of everybody. Keep 'em safe. That means, if anything should go wrong with Angelus, you're gonna have to kill me.
ANGEL: (to Wesley) Did you hear that? There's a sword. A sword to kill the Beast. And you wanted to turn me into Angelus by having an evil shaman cut off my head, not that that wasn't a swell plan, too.
CONNOR: It's your fault. It's all your fault. I shouldn't have been born!
ANGEL: Grow up! You think you're the only one who ever felt like that? Wished his father was dead?
CONNOR: Yeah, but mine already is
ANGEL: Not for me. I have to do this. You made a difference. Each of you�not just to me, but to the world. We've been pushed to the edge so many times, done things we're sure can never be forgiven, but we're always there for each other when it counts. We've never let the darkness win. And it's not because of the Powers That Be, or the super-strength, or the magical weapons. It's because we believed in each other. Not just as friends or lovers, but as champions. All of us. Together.
Soulles 4.11
ANGELUS: Hey, open book. Anything you want to know. How sweet that virgin gypsy tasted. The special smell of a newborn's neck. My first nun�now that's a great story.
ANGELUS: Oh, God, yeah. Let's talk about Cordy, shall we? Now, there's a rack to write home about. Too bad about the personality, though. (bobbing his head) Yap, yap, yap, yap, yap! (mocking Cordelia) Oh, God. Oh, Angel. Angel, we can't. I love you, but you were so bad. You ate babies. (scoffs) Chicks.
WESLEY: The Beast was banished. How?
ANGELUS: Don't know. I was busy with the passing out.
ANGELUS: So? Did you bring me back a souvenir? Maybe a stray baby toe? Come on, Cordy. Where's your sense of humor?
ANGELUS: The more you piss me off, the longer I'll keep you alive. Oh, something tells me she's a screamer.
Calvary 4.12
ANGELUS: (through the monitor) Awfully quiet up there. I've had time to think, and I've realized something important. Being evil is wrong. I want to be good. I want to be Angel again. You hear me? I'm ready!
ANGELUS: Apparently, not bad enough. But there is a bright side�you have a devoted boyfriend who loves and cares�oh, wait. You don't. Your life really is crap.
LILAH: And yet, I'm not the monkey in the box. I want that thing destroyed. You're the only one who can do it.
ANGELUS: Maybe... we can work something out.
ANGELUS: How did you survive this long being so retarded?
ANGELUS: I guess Fred didn't quite see it that way, huh? Wow. You do a chick a favor, you think she'd be grateful, but no. Mm-mm. She still goes for the broody smart guy, all mysterious and tortured. I guess, when you think about it, for the first time in your life, you just weren't dark enough. (Gunn fires the flamethrower at Angelus, sending him back; Angelus chuckles) Maybe there's hope for you after all, Chuck.
ANGELUS: Ooh, she really has put on spunk, hasn't she, Wes. Not the same, shy, bitchcow we pulled out of Pylea.
FRED: There's only one bitch here, and I'm looking at him.
ANGELUS: Oh, come on, we all know it's for the best. Now you can go for the real prize. (eyeing Wes) Mm. Man, I'm telling ya... man, if I swung that way... Look at him� (whistles) all rugged and handsome and brains... man, he's damn-near perfect.
ANGELUS: Except the part about banging Lilah for the past six months. That kinda takes the shine off him.
Salvage 4.13
ANGELUS: But hey, I'm no different than the next guy. I put my victims' skin on one leg at a time.
ANGELUS: Look, you may have played those suckers at Angel, Inc., but I don't like having my strings yanked, and I don't like being kept in the dark... Figuratively, anyway. And if your boss was half as smart as he thinks he is, he knows I won't take orders from a lackey. What? You don't like lackey? Hmm. Or how about, uh, toady? Or lickspittle? Lickspittle's nice. Oh, wait, I got it. Flunky. That's it. You're just a big, stupid, butt-ugly, (the Beast lunges at Angelus who ducks) slow-moving flunky. (the Beast swings at Angelus, but misses) Ah, come on, Rocky. If that's all you got, you better throw in the towel and call it a night. (Angelus jumps up into the rafters with one swift move, then turns to the Beast) When the Beastmaster's ready to peek out from behind your skirt, have him give me a call. (leaves the building)
Release 4.14
ANGELUS: Defy who? A big scary voice? Whoa! Hey, I got one of those, too. You wanna hear it? (cups his hands over his mouth) You can kiss my vampire ass! (talking normal again) That do anything for ya?
ANGELUS: (throwing glasses away) These aren't helping. (stands, walks toward the shopkeeper) Half of this crap is written in some archaic proto-demon-cuneiform, and I don't want to be rude, but I think the other half they just doodled.
ANGELUS: Yeah, what're you gonna do, huh? Give me a migraine? (chuckles) You ethereal types with your big, swinging omniscience. When push comes to shove, though, you gotta send some overgrown slag-heap to do your dirty work. Ooh, that's real spooky. (looks at the empty floor where the shopkeeper was) Oh, that's great! You made me lose my shopkeeper.
ANGELUS: Nothing will ever change who you are, Faith. You're a murderer, an animal, and you enjoy it. Just like me.
Orpheus 4.15
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.
ANGELUS: Anybody notice a battle with your alter-ego going on here?
ANGELUS: What won't I miss? The moralizing. Soul's already in the ether, boyo. I can smell it. How 'bout I send it off to that big puppy rescue in the sky.
FAITH: Well, that vice is plenty versa. I even start, it's only gonna lead to hugging, and... (shrugs, smiles)
ANGEL: Right. We can't have that.
FAITH: See. Brits know how to say goodbye. Angel here wanted a hug.
ANGEL: No, I didn't.
Players 4.16
ANGEL: You don't understand. This thing was in my head. I've heard him, and he's insane enough to pull those kinds of stunts. CORDELIA: When you say insane, you mean, like, diabolical?
ANGEL: (chuckles) No, I mean like deluded and demented. He spoke to me in this cheezy, self-important voice. I bet he doesn't even have a master plan�he's just making it up as he goes along.
Inside Out 4.17
ANGEL: Wes, Lilah and I weren't exactly friends�
WESLEY: You were mortal enemies. Why should you care what happened to her?
ANGEL: Because you did.
Shiny Happy People 4.18
ANGEL: I�I tried. I was going to. I just, uh� (sits down on the steps and weeps)
CONNOR: You got to stop torturing yourself, Dad. (to others) He was like this all the way back in the car.
ANGEL: We don't want to kill her. We just want to find her so we can worship her. That's all.
Magic Bullet 4.19
ANGEL: You did the right thing, Fred. It took a lot of courage. It must've been hard for you.
FRED: (crying) I'm sorry. I've been so alone and scared. I'm not like you, not a champion.
ANGEL: Everything I see says different.
Sacrifice 4.20
ANGEL: Look, I don't blame you for feelin' this way, but I'm not gonna justify my existence to you. I wouldn't be able to. But what I can do is take that spear away from you and snap it into kindling and break your neck in half the time it would take for you to give it a good push. Or you can step aside and let me go help my friend.
Peace Out 4.21
ANGEL: The price was too high, Jasmine. Our fate has to be our own, or we're nothing.
ANGEL: I've never seen him like this. He wasn't hurt or angry, he just... killed her. And his face, it�it was just blank, like he had nothing left.
Chosen 7.22(Buffy)
ANGEL: I don�t know everything. It�s very powerful and probably very dangerous. It has a purifying power� cleansing power� possibly scrubbing bubbles.