Eve: [About Wesley] Willing to risk anything... or anyone... for the greater good. Look, hey... I'm just asking. Could it be there's another reason you're getting so mad at him about this? Mmm... stealing your son, for instance?
Angel: We don't talk about my son.
Eve: You don't trust Wesley, do you? I mean, I can see that. He did turn Connor over to your sworn enemy.
Angel: He didn't mean for that to happen. He thought he was doing the right thing.
Eve: And I guess it all worked out. Connor's OK, you're happy. Maybe Wesley knew what he was doing after all. Even if he doesn't remember any of it.
Angel: That's got nothing to do with... I just want to be kept informed. That's all.
Eve: Is it? Or are you worried about the next time Wesley betrays you trying to do "the right thing"?

Eve: How's our blond crusader? He buying into it?
Lindsey: So far. I mean, he hasn't sewn a big red S on his chest yet, but he's getting there.

Faith: (after jumping from a 3-story window and smashing a car rooftop) You okay?
Wesley: Five by five.

Faith: [About Wesley] Are you saying I got to apologize?
Angel: Think you can?
Faith: I don't know. How do you say, "Gee, really sorry that I tortured you nearly to death"?
Angel: Well, first off I think I'd leave off the "Gee"...

Faith: Face it, Wesley, you really were a jerk. Always walking around like you had a great big stake shoved up your English Channel.

Faith: He'll do what I tell him.
Connor: (sarcastically) Yeah, sure I will.
Faith: (after an exchange of blows) I get it, you're a super-being. (another flurry ensues ending with Faith's crossbow at Connor's throat) Are you a murderer? Cause I am. And if it comes down to you or Angelus, you haven't shown me a thing to want to take your side. (Connor reluctantly leaves)
Gunn: I like her.

Faith: I gotta be the first slayer in history to be sponsored by a vampire.

Faith: I'm not gonna kill him, Wesley. Angelus. Don't care what you thought you sprung me for, Angel's the only one in my life that never gave up on me. There's no way I'm giving up on...
Wesley: I know. That's why it had to be you.

Faith: So, what? Torturing humans is part of the new makeover?
Wesley: I did what I had to because you couldn't.
Faith: I hit her.
Wesley: You think that's something new to her?
Faith: You crossed it back there, Wes, What'd you do back there...
Wesley: Oh, you have a problem with a little torture now? Seem to recall a time when you rather enjoyed it.
Faith: Yeah, well, it's not me anymore. You know that.
Wesley: [raises shotgun] Nice to have this along though, just in case. [speaking slowly] I remember what you did to me Faith: The broken glass, the shallow cuts, so I'd remain conscious.
Faith: You think I'd hurt you again?
Wesley: This the part where you tell me you've turned a new leaf, found God, Inner peace? We both know that isn't true. You haven't changed. You can't.
Faith: [turns away] Wes...
Wesley: [getting angry] Because you're sick. You've always been sick. It goes right down to the roots rotting your soul. That's why your friends turned on you in Sunnydale, why the Watcher's Council tried to kill you. No one trusts you Faith. You're just a rabid dog who should have been put down years ago! [Faith slams him up against the wall] See? Wasn't so hard, was it? [quietly] It's what you'll need to beat him.

Father: Liam! You'll do as I say.
Liam: [To his sister.] Sweet Kathy. No tears. We'll meet again.
Father: Defy me now, you won't. Not as long as I live.
Liam: You'll want to move away from the door now, father.
Father: Go through it, but don't ever expect to come back.
Liam: As you wish, father. Always, just as you wish.
Father: It's a son I wished for! A man! instead God gave me you! A terrible disappointment.
Liam: Disappointment? A more dutiful son you couldn't have asked for. My whole life you've told me in word, in glance, what it is you required of me, and I've lived down to your every expectations, now haven't I?
Father: That's madness!
Liam: No. The madness is that I couldn't fail enough for you. But we'll fix that now, won't we?
Father: I fear for you, lad.
Liam: And is that the only thing you can find in your heart for me now, father?
Father: Who'll take you in, huh? No one!
Liam: I'll not lack for a place to sleep, I can tell you that. Out of my way.
Father: I was never in your way, boy.
[Angel opens the door and storms out.]
Father: If you'll go courting trouble, you're sure to find it!
[Liam's father looks as if he is about to cry and slams the door.]

Female Radio Announcer: And in an impromptu speech today, the mayor--I really love that guy, don't you?-- The mayor declared Los Angeles the first Citadel of Jasmine, a cradle of civilization which will usher in a new age for all of humanity. In related news, the L.A. Archdiocese has stated to the press that it will remove all false idols from its churches, replacing them with images of she who walks among us. Way to go, Catholic Church. Yes, it's a great day to be alive.
Lorne: Well, talk about media bias. Well, not that I wanna talk about media bias. It seems rather moot right now. Speakin' of moot, what about us? Anyone else feel like the last feisty wife in Stepford?

Fred: Okay. So he survived an unspeakable hell dimension. Who hasn't? You -- you can't just leave him alone in the streets of Los Angeles!

Fred: (looking at Cordelia's fashion magazine) Why do girls want to look like that? I spent years in a cave starving, what's their excuse?

Fred: (walks into the room) Well, I tried. (holds up a shirt) What do you think?
Wesley: It looks brand new.
Fred: (cries) It is. I--I bought a new one.
Wesley: Even better.
Fred: (crying) I know.
Angel: What's the matter? She'll love it.
Fred: I know, but she's not here.
Gunn: She's just upstairs.
Fred: Yes, but, when she's not around, (sobs) I hurt.

Fred: [about Nina's abduction] The scariest thing was how organized they were. Almost military.
Wesley: An underground monster-hunting military organization. It's happened before.