[After Angel stops Spike from biting Cordelia]
Spike: She's evil, you gormless tit!
Cordelia: Excuse me? Who bit whom?
Angel: Did you call me a tit?
Cordelia: I thought he had a soul.
Spike: I thought she didn't.
Cordelia: I do.
Spike: So do I.
Cordelia: Well, clearly mine's better!

[after Faith destroys part of Wesley's bathroom wall]
Faith: Sorry about your bathroom.
Wesley: It's not the bathroom I'm worried about. Although, I'm sure my security deposit is a complete loss.

[Agent Hauser aims his shotgun at Angel]
Angel: You know that won't kill me.
Hauser: It'll hurt. That part's fun.
Angel: Agent Hauser, I'm honestly beginning to suspect that you're not part of the solution.
Hauser: You really think you can solve the problem? Come into Wolfram and Hart and make everything right? Turn night into glorious day? You pathetic little fairy.
Angel: I'm not little.
Hauser: That's exactly what you are. You're minuscule. A dust mote on the shelf of that great institution. Now, you think I'm just a trigger-happy jerk who follows orders, but I am something you will never be. I'm pure. I believe in evil. You and your friends, you're conflicted. You're confused. We're not. That is why you are gonna lose, because we possess the most powerful thing in the world... conviction.
Angel: There is one thing more powerful than conviction. Just one. Mercy.
[Angel kicks Hauser's gun up, causing him to pull the trigger and blow his own head off]
Wolfram and Hart agent: (Shocked) What happened to mercy?
Angel: You just saw the last of it.

[Alarm goes off]
Gunn: Uh, what... seems to be the problem?
Security guard: The electronic imprints on your invitations have been altered.
Gwen: I can explain that. I was struck by lightning. [off everyone else's looks] Really. [hisses at Gunn] See how my life sucks?

[Among Angelus' dastardly deeds was a savage, if accurate, critique of Cordelia's acting.]
Angel: Cordelia --
Cordelia: OK, here's something I never thought I would say to you: Wesley's right. Forget about it.
Angel: But I really didn't mean --
Cordelia: Yes, you did. And I'd appreciate it if you didn't try to weasel out of it. Angelus may not be the most relaxing company, but at least he's honest. Shouldn't I expect the same from the not-evil version of my friends?
Angel: So, we're OK, then?
Cordelia: I'm way too big of a person to let something so petty get in the way of our friendship.
Angel: I appreciate that. [a pause] You're not gonna untie me, are you?
Cordelia: Pfft! [she exits]
Angel: Wesley? Cordelia? [cut to credits] Guys?

[An offer of help from a wealthy admirer has moved Cordelia to tears.]
Cordelia: Oh, God, I'm sorry! I'm getting all weepy in front of you. I probably look really scary. I finally get invited to a nice place... with no mirrors, and... lots of curtains... Hey! You're a vampire!
Russell Winters: What? No, I'm not.
Cordelia: Are too!
Russell: I don't know what you're talking about.
Cordelia: I'm from Sunnydale -- we had our own Hellmouth! I think I know a vampire when I... am... alone with him... in his fortress-like home. And, you know? I think I'm just feeling a little light-headed from hunger. I'm just wacky! And kidding!! Ha, ha!...
Russell: Truth is, I'm glad you know. It means we can skip the formalities.

[Angel and Darla are sitting in her dingy motel room, Darla on the bed, Angel on a chair by the door.]
Angel: Maybe it would be different. We don't know. Maybe, uh... because, you know, I have a soul if...if I did bite you...
Darla: No!
Angel: We don't know what it would do to you.
Darla: Angel, I've seen it now. Everything you're going through, everything you've gone through. I felt it. I felt how you care. The way no one's ever cared before. Not for me. [Gives him a tiny smile] That's all I need from you.
Angel: That's not enough.
Darla: It is.
Angel: How could the Powers allow you to be brought back, dangle a second chance and take it away like this?
Darla: Maybe this is my second chance.
Angel: To die?
Darla: Yes. To die. The way I was supposed to die in the first place.
[They look at each other for a moment before Darla turns away drawing a shaky breath. Angel gets up and, still limping slightly, goes to sit next to her.]
Angel: I'm not gonna leave you.
[Darla looks at him trying not to cry.]
Angel: Every moment you have left I'm gonna be by your side. You're never gonna be alone again."
[He drapes his, still burned looking, right hand around her shoulder and pulls her close as she begins to cry.]

[Angel and Gunn are using a rope to climb up the side of a building.]
Gunn: Damn! This is so much harder than it looks on Batman.

[Angel and Spike enter the office where Andrew and the gang are.]
Andrew: Spike?
Spike: [sees Andrew] Oh, for the love of...
Andrew: Spike? It's you. It's really you! [hugs Spike, sobbing] My therapist thought I was holding onto false hope, but... I knew you'd come back. [sniffles, releases Spike from the hug to look him in the eyes] You're like... you're like Gandalf the White, resurrected from the pit of the Balrog, [touches his palms to Spike's face] more beautiful than ever. [hugs Spike tightly around the neck] Ohh... he's alive, Frodo. He's alive.
Angel: [smirking] You two know each other?
Andrew:[steps back from Spike, sniffles, straightens his lapels] Uh, yeah. Um... We--we saved the world together. I mean, Buffy helped, but... it was mostly us.

[Angel and Wesley track a vicious Ethros demon deep into dark basalt sea caves.]
Wesley: Angel, before we go any further, I, I just want to assure you, in as much as we'll be fighting side by side... What that demon said before...
Angel: I know you're not planning to kill me, Wesley. But you're willing to. And that's good! Now, come on.

[Angel arrives as Darla and Drusilla prepare to massacre a Wolfram & Hart office party]
Darla: Angelus- here for the tasting?
Drusilla: Look what we have for you. Oh- it's not Daddy. It's never Daddy. It's the Angel-beast.
Darla: Come to punish us?
Drusilla: Yeah, yeah. [lifts her hands as if they were tied above her head] Spank us till Tuesday. [growls] We promise to be bad if you do.
Holland: Angel....
Angel: [to Darla] I'm sorry I didn't get to you in time.
Darla: I'm not.
Drusilla: [caressing the side of her face] He's soul-sick. Not even thinking about his own family. [pulls one of the men over by his hair] Only thinking about them.
Darla: Come on, love. I never did get that good-bye kiss.
Angel: You will. But not tonight.
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.
[Holland watches wide-eyed as Angel shuts the double doors on them; Darla turns to caress Holland with a big smile on her face]
Holland: Angel? P-please we can negotiate. We...
[Angel slides the lock on the door shut]
Drusilla: Daddy?
[Lindsey has a slight smile creasing his face. Darla pulls Holland down and bites him. Angel unhurriedly walks up the steps from the cellar, ignoring the screams and sounds of fighting coming from the cellar.]

[Angel bumps into Sunnydale acquaintance Cordelia at a Hollywood party.]
Cordelia: So, um, are you still... 'Grrr'?
Angel: Yeah. There's not actually a cure for that.

[Angel dutifully attends Cordelia's party.]
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.

[Angel encounters Wesley, who tried to replace Giles as Buffy's Watcher.]
Wesley: Hello, Angel.
Angel: Wesley.
Wesley: I'll wager you never thought you'd see me again.
Angel: To tell you the truth, I hadn't given it much thought one way or the other. What are you...
Wesley: Hup-up-up! [Wesley points his crossbow at Angel's throat] I'm the one asking the questions here. And I think it only fair to warn you, any sudden movement and I'll be forced to... [Angel casually knocks the crossbow from Wesley's hands] Right. You had a question?

[Angel escapes into Cordelia's kitchen.]
Dennis: [pulls out chair]
Angel: Hi, Dennis. [sits] How you doing?
Dennis: [moves beverage from ice bucket to tabletop]
Angel: Still dead?
Dennis: [pops open can, slides it over]
Angel: [sips] I know the feeling.