Wesley: [about his web articles on DNA Fusion Comparisons and Tri-ped Demon Populations] It's an exciting arena.
Lorne: But one I'm sure we can all download at: I'll-never-know-the-love-of-a-woman-dot-com. Can we get down to business?

Wesley: [reading through a document] This is a complete list of manners and customs. We should probably all memorize this. Apparently, gazing at a Vinji's ankles can lead to eye gouging.

Wesley: [to Rondell] If you don't mind, I'd prefer a clean kill. The last time I was merely wounded. It took months to heal. Wounded, if I recall, in an attempt to help you.

Wesley: [watching Fred with Connor] Adorable.
Gunn: So sweet.
Wesley: I meant the baby.
Gunn: I meant the hot mama.

Wesley: All right, f-fine. You loved her first.
Mantis Demon: Before your kind was, my kind loved her. Stood stone on stone, built the temple. Always making ready. Ohh... But she came here.
Wesley: She? Jasmine?
Mantis Demon: Eh?
Wesley: Jasmine. That's what we call her. The... superior being that--that you loved first.
Mantis Demon: Pfah! You name her. Filthy little mice! She is the devourer... the song... the peace... the whole... and you try to name her. Work to do. [walks away, then snaps his head back to Wesley] We loved her first!
[Wesley watches the demon go back to work. It crawls up the wall and grabs a torch. Wesley stares at the bloody guts that splatted in front of him.]
Wesley: And how does your kind define love?
Mantis Demon: Same as all bodies. Same as everywheres. Love is sacrifice.

Wesley: And you just walked away?
Angel: No, I walked to my car and then I drove away.
Gunn: You didn't do anything?
Wesley: You allowed Darla and Drusilla to have free reign.
Angel: I didn't bring either one of them into this. They did.
Wesley: You could have stopped them.
Angel: And I will.
Cordelia: When? After they've finished off all the people you don't like?
Wesley: Angel, while it's certainly true that these lawyers brought this on themselves, what you did is...
Cordelia: ...is wrong.
Gunn: You went too far.
Wesley: We've all been worried about you, and I guess it's fair to say we all share some of the blame. We should have spoken up sooner.
Gunn: And louder.
Cordelia: You have to change the way you've been doing things. Don't you see where this is taking you?
Wesley: Listen to her! Right now the three of us are all that's standing between you and real darkness.
Gunn: Best believe that, man.
Angel: I do. You're all fired.
[Angel gets up and walks away while the other three sit there like frozen statues.]

Wesley: Angel, it's me!
Angel: What are you doing here?
Wesley: Gunn's in trouble. Can't breathe!
Angel: Gunn can't breathe?
Wesley: I can't breathe!
Angel: Oh, sorry.

Wesley: Angel, whatever you're feeling right now, it's some form of enchantment.
Angel: (looks wistful) Yeah.

Wesley: Angel, you don't think I'm especially paranoid do you?
Angel: Not especially.
Wesley: Good. I was worried.

Wesley: As far as evil plans go, it doesn't suck.

Wesley: Connor, what does Jasmine eat?
Connor: What?
Wesley: The creature in the sewer. It called her the devourer. Devourer of what?
Connor: I don't know.
Wesley: Don't You? The followers she randomly chooses to come to her room. The ones she sent to meet her in the banquet hall.
Lorne: They're the banquet.
Gunn: Wait. People? She eats people?
Fred: Oh, no.
Gunn: To Serve Man. It's To Serve Man all over again.
Fred: And now she's going global.

Wesley: Connor. That's a lovely name. I don't suppose you ever considered Wesley?
Fred, Angel and Gunn: No.
[Wesley shrugs]

Wesley: Cordelia has a point.
Cordelia: Finally!
Wesley: The last time Darla emerged she wanted to be found. Now she is out there among six million other people.
Cordelia: She could be sitting on top of anybody.
Angel: Come on, guys! We're a detective agency. We investigate things! That's what we're good at!
Cordelia: That's what we suck at. Let's face it - unless there's a website called www.Oh-By-the-way-we-have-Darla-stashed-here.com, we're pretty much out of luck.

Wesley: Dante's Divine Comedy.
Lilah: Actually, it's just part one. The Inferno. It's not a first edition. More like the 1500s. But it is in the original Tuscan. Have you read it?
Wesley: Several times.
Lilah: Then you know it's a guided tour of the underworld. The nine levels of hell.
Wesley: Yes, descending, concentric rings based on the severity of the sin.
Lilah: You know, I always forget. At the very bottom of hell, in the ninth circle, the devil's frozen in ice, right? He's got three heads, three mouths, and these mouths are reserved for the worst sinners. I can't remember, who is in the center mouth? What was his name? The one person in all of human history who was deemed the greatest sinner. Who is it?
Wesley: Judas Iscariot.
Lilah: Right. The worst spot in hell is reserved for those who betray... So don't pretend you're too good to work for us.

Wesley: Demons with one eye, demons with twelve eyes, some with double vision. No blind demons. Perhaps Angel's discovered a new species.
Cordy: What, Helen Kellerus Homicidalus?