[Willow is planning to magically smash the jar holding Agel's soul]
Willow: It had to be something specific. There's lots of jars in the world. Can't shatter 'em all. I mean, you could, but good things come in jars: Peanutbutter. Jelly. Those two-headed fetal pigs at the national history museum. [Wesley barely reacts.] Come on, everybody loves fetal pigs.
Wesley: Sorry. I think my sense of humor is trapped in a jar somewhere.
Willow: Does seem like you've given in to the grumpy side of the force.
Wesley: A lot's happened. Not just Angelus. I'd been... I've changed. I've seen a darkness in myself. I'm not sure you'd even begin to understand.
Willow: I flayed a guy alive and tried to destroy the world.
Wesley: Oh. So...
Willow: Darkness. Been there.
Wesley: Yeah. Well, I never flayed... [pauses] I had a woman chained in a closet.
Willow: Hey!
Wesley: Nah, doesn't compare.
Willow: No, dark. That's dark. You've been to a place.
Wesley: You seem exactly the same as when I left. No other major changes I'm not up on?
Willow: Just little things. So, Fred, what's her story?
Willow: It had to be something specific. There's lots of jars in the world. Can't shatter 'em all. I mean, you could, but good things come in jars: Peanutbutter. Jelly. Those two-headed fetal pigs at the national history museum. [Wesley barely reacts.] Come on, everybody loves fetal pigs.
Wesley: Sorry. I think my sense of humor is trapped in a jar somewhere.
Willow: Does seem like you've given in to the grumpy side of the force.
Wesley: A lot's happened. Not just Angelus. I'd been... I've changed. I've seen a darkness in myself. I'm not sure you'd even begin to understand.
Willow: I flayed a guy alive and tried to destroy the world.
Wesley: Oh. So...
Willow: Darkness. Been there.
Wesley: Yeah. Well, I never flayed... [pauses] I had a woman chained in a closet.
Willow: Hey!
Wesley: Nah, doesn't compare.
Willow: No, dark. That's dark. You've been to a place.
Wesley: You seem exactly the same as when I left. No other major changes I'm not up on?
Willow: Just little things. So, Fred, what's her story?
[Willow is planning to magically smash the jar holding Agel's soul]
Willow : It had to be something specific. There's lots of jars in the world. Can't shatter 'em all. I mean, you could, but good things come in jars: Peanutbutter. Jelly. Those two-headed fetal pigs at the national history museum. [Wesley barely reacts.] Come on, everybody loves fetal pigs.
Wesley : Sorry. I think my sense of humor is trapped in a jar somewhere.
Willow : Does seem like you've given in to the grumpy side of the force.
Wesley : A lot's happened. Not just Angelus. I'd been... I've changed. I've seen a darkness in myself. I'm not sure you'd even begin to understand.
Willow : I flayed a guy alive and tried to destroy the world.
Wesley : Oh. So...
Willow : Darkness. Been there.
Wesley : Yeah. Well, I never flayed... [pauses] I had a woman chained in a closet.
Willow : Hey!
Wesley : Nah, doesn't compare.
Willow : No, dark. That's dark. You've been to a place.
Wesley : You seem exactly the same as when I left. No other major changes I'm not up on?
Willow : Just little things. So, Fred, what's her story?
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