Darla: [looking at a dead body] So beautiful. Not a blemish, not a freckle. Perhaps we should have preserved that beauty for eternity?
Angelus: Still, he won't now age.
Darla: No, but he'll rot. Seems a pity.
Drusilla: When I bit into him, I could hear the ocean.
Darla: Of course you could.
Drusilla: I'm full and warm, yet all alone.
Angelus: That's not true, precious. You've got us.
Drusilla: Not in the least. You won't even hurt me just a little bit.
Darla: All you have to do is ask.
Drusilla: No. His head's too full of you, Grandmother.
Darla: Stop calling me that.
Drusilla: Don't be cross. I could be your mummy...
Angelus: Well, if you're lonely, Dru, why don't you make yourself a playmate?
Drusilla: I could! I could pick the wisest and bravest knight in all the land and make him mine forever with a kiss.
William: [walking past] Bloody... watch where you're going!
Darla: Or you could just take the first drooling idiot that comes along.
Angelus: You think she'll find a good one?
[They walk on but Dru keeps looking after William.]
Darla: I found you.

Darla: [singing] You're only misleading the sunshine I'm needing. Ain't that a shame? It's so hard to keep up with troubles that creep up from out of nowhere when love...
Angel: Aren't you supposed to be reading her?
Lorne: I'm a channel surfer. Look, you're a big hunk of hero sandwich. You wanna save the girl. I can see why. But you're missing the crucial point here. Things fall apart. Not everything can be put back together, no matter how much you want it.
Angel: She's not gonna die.
Lorne: Why do you care so much? She had more than most of us, already 400 plus years.
Angel: As a vampire. Before that she was... She... She never had a chance.
[Darla finishes her song to big applause.]
Lorne: Someone get my heart. That girl's ripped it right out.

Darla: Ah, how long have you been...
Vampire: Oh, an eternal child of the darkness? Since, ah...'92.
Darla: 19 - 92?
Vampire: [chuckling] I know. It's hard to believe it's already the last century.
Darla: And in all this time you've never considered making yourself a mate?
Vampire: How do you mean?
Darla: Well, isn't it true that some vampires choose a mortal, someone they can sire, someone who, too, can walk those lonely nights, hunting with them, feeding with them, joining with them?
[Vampire looks down at her hands covering his then gives a laugh.]
Vampire: No! That'd just be weird.
Darla: Weird? It's mythic!
Vampire: [shakes his finger at her] No, you been reading too much Anne Rice lately! You've got no idea how this thing works!
Darla: Then teach me.
Vampire: Oh, what, you want me to make you?
Darla: Why do you think I came into this bar, for the snacks?
Vampire: Sweetheart, in this bar, you are the snacks.
Darla: [smiles] I live nearby. We can go back to my place, you can do it there.
Vampire: Y-you're serious about this. [Darla nods slightly] So what? I make you and then you'd be like my immortal babe?
Darla: Yes.
Vampire: Ah, well, that kind of sounds like commitment to me.
Darla: Then use me for as long as you like, anyway you like, then discard me. No strings.
Vampire: There is an alley out back.

Darla: All that power wasted on a whiny, mopey do-gooder. God, I could eat his eyeballs.
Lindsey: Our plans for Angel are a little more long-term than that. But if you can't help yourself, then by all means, be my guest.
Darla: You're fun for a human.

Darla: Angelus? Are you here? Angelus?
[She walks into the other room. Angel is huddled up against a wall.]
Angel: Not everyone screams.
Darla: What?
Angel: When you kill them. Some just stand there frozen while others...
Darla: What are you doing? Are we playing a game?
Angel: The children, they usually scream.
Darla: [smiling] Hmm, yes. They sound just like little pigs. Have you brought me some? What you don't think I'll share? I can't believe that you would think I'm that insensitive.
[Angel turns away from the wall, looking ragged.]
Angel: We've drunk and killed for how long now? 140-odd years. We've drunk them all up and they're all dead.
Darla: Where have you been?
Angel: Don't!
Darla: What is this? Have you met someone else?
[Angel takes a hold of her shoulders and leans against her.]
Darla: No. Let go! [Pushes him away] Let go of me! What happened to you? Angelus, what happened?
Angel: That gypsy girl you brought me...her people found out. They did something to me.
Darla: A spell?
Angel: Funny. You would think with all the people I've maimed and killed I wouldn't be able to remember every single one. [Darla walks up to him.] Help me.
Darla: The spell...they gave you a soul! A filthy soul! No! [Scratches his cheek.] You're disgusting!
Angel: Darla.
[Darla picks up a wooden chair to ward him off.]
Darla: No! Get away from me!
Angel: You brought her here.
[Darla smashes the chair and picks up one of the legs and tries to stake Angel, but he avoids it.]
Angel: I am like you.
Darla: You're not like anything! Get away from me! Get out! [Angel stumbles out of the house] I'll kill you!"
[Angel runs out of the house but looks back one last time at Darla standing in the doorway with a stake still raised. He leaves, Darla lowers the stake.]

Darla: God doesn't want you... but I still do.

Darla: Hm. He's here.
Lilah: Chopin?
Lindsey: Angel. He's here in town. You can feel him.
Darla: Always could.
Lindsey: He hasn't been much of a help to us.
Darla: He killed me. [Laughs] I remember now...with a soul in his heart.
Lindsey: He's taken from both of us so when you feel ready we'll start thinking about giving a little back.
Darla: Angel. It's been a long time. I'd love to see that boy.

Darla: How's that?
Angel: Good.
Darla: I'm just getting started, baby. [She starts kissing her way down his bare chest.] I know how to please you. All you have to do is let me.
[Darla kisses his chest, his neck, his mouth, mirroring the dream action in real life without Angel showing any sign of waking. Darla looks down at his sleeping face.]
Darla: Mmm, I could just eat you up.
[Darla leans down and kisses the side of his neck.]

Darla: It's been four centuries since I've had to be afraid of anything. And now I'm sick with it.

Darla: Just nod and smile pleasantly, Stephen.
Stephen: What'd this guy do to you anyway? You're going to an awful lot of trouble to teach him a lesson. Not that I mind, work is work. Last year I did this puppet theatre of the absurd and believe me it was...
[Darla's hand slips out of sight beneath the table cloth in the general region of his crotch.]
Stephen: Ow-oh!
Darla: If you don't shut up I'm going to kill you.
Stephen: Okay.
Darla: Okay.
Stephen: Okay.

Darla: Lindsey. You never talk about yourself, Lindsey. You have a girlfriend? Boyfriend? Someone special?
Lindsey McDonald: There's no one.
Darla: You can be with someone for 150 years - think you know them. Still - doesn't work out. Angelus - why, you should have seen us together.
Lindsey: He was a different person then.
Darla: And so was I. Now do you know what we've become?
Lindsey: Enemies?
Darla: Oh no. Much worse. Now we're soulmates. [laughs as Lindsey stares]

Darla: So, where have you two been?
Drusilla: Can I tell?
Spike: No need to be humble.
Drusilla: My little Spike just killed himself a Slayer.
Darla: [to Angel] Did you hear that?
Angel: [to Spike] Congratulations. I guess that makes you one of us.
Spike: Don't be so glum, eh? The way you tell it, one Slayer snuffs another one rises. I figure, there is a new chosen one getting all chosen even as we speak. I tell you what, when and if this new bird shows up, I'll give you first crack at it!
[Drusilla steps past Angel in the direction of the alley.]
Drusilla: Hmm, I smell fear.
Angel: This whole place reeks of it.
[Spike wraps his arms around Drusilla from behind.]
Drusilla: It's intoxicating.
Angel: Let's get out of here. This rebellion is starting to bore me.
[Darla watches as Angel walks past Drusilla, giggling in Spike's arms, then follows him. Nice, slow motion shot of the four of them walking down the street with the burning buildings and riot all around. Spike steps on a bundle in his path and leaps high into the air. Angel is walking down the street, grim-faced leading the way, with Darla just a step behind him. Spike is carrying Dru in his arms, kissing her. Darla is watching Angel.]

Darla: That's why this is happening. [About Holtz] His family, his children... what that must have been like for him. Doesn't seem so funny now, does it?

Darla: This contest is ended, is it.
Angelus: Now I've won.
Darla: Are you sure?
Angelus: Of course. I proved who had the power here.
Darla: You think?
Angel: [stands] What?
Darla: Your victory over him took but moments.
Angelus: [looks back at his dead father] Yes?
Darla: But his defeat of you will last lifetimes.
Angelus: What are you talking about? He can't defeat me now.
Darla: Nor can he ever approve of you, in this world, or any other. What we once were informs all that we have become. The same love will infect our hearts, even if they no longer beat. Simple death won't change that.
Angelus: Love. [looks around at his dead family] Is this the work of love?
Darla: Darling boy. So young, still so very young.

Darla: Well, you know what they say... life's full of surprises.
[Darla leaves the bar revealing her incredibly pregnant belly.]