Quotes
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Cordelia Chase : [holding baby Connor] Uh... what a cruel dilemma! Presents, or sweet little baby-face...
[starts to get headache-vision]
Cordelia Chase : Oh. Take the baby!
Angel : You're choosing birthday gifts over my kid?
Cordelia Chase : Take the baby! Take the baby!
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Charles Gunn : Hey, is it true that you and Wes were... You know, that you had a little...
Cordelia Chase : Humiliating kiss where he drooled all over my chin? Yeah, but I've worked really hard to repress it.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Right. Well, as much as I love this forced death march down memory lane...
Charles Gunn : What is it with you Sunnydale folks and repression? I mean, you three are the most denying-est folks I ever met.
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Angel : Cordy, look, I know that you can't hear me, but, there's something I have to say. You really piss me off, you know that? I thought we trusted each other. But you've been lying. MRIs and CAT scans and it's been going on for over a year? Why couldn't you let me in? I coulda helped you. God, you make me so furious.
Cordelia Chase : [to Angel] You're furious? I get body-jacked on my birthday, and you're the one that's furious?
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Cordelia Chase : You're... you're Death? You've come to take me.
Skip : [demonically] Ha ha ha!
[normal voice]
Skip : Just kidding. I'm Skip. You're Cordelia Chase, right? Sorry it took me so long, I... This you?
[points to Cordelia's body on the bed]
Skip : Most people go astral, their spiritual shapes tend to be an idealized version of themselves you know, straighten the nose, lose the gray, sort of a self-esteem kind of thing. You're pretty confident, aren't you?
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Cordelia Chase : Is this...? This is a mall.
Skip : We just figured you'd be more comfortable here.
Cordelia Chase : We?
Skip : The Powers That Be.
Cordelia Chase : The Powers That Be popped me out of my body and sent me to a mall?
Skip : Actually, this is more a construct of a mall. You know, like in "The Matrix".
Cordelia Chase : You've seen "The Matrix"?
Skip : Loved that flick. When Trinity's all "Dodge this!", and the agent goes and crumples to the... and I'm not really instilling any awe any more, am I?
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Cordelia Chase : So, demonize me already.
Skip : [after a beat] It was an honor being your guide, Cordelia Chase.
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Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Angel, what are you doing on the floor?
Angel : I had this dream that Cordy was here. She was trying to umm... tell me something, something really important.
Cordelia Chase : Yes, and, and...
Angel : It's weird.
Cordelia Chase : How are *you* a champion? In what way are you a champion?
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Skip : We've been over this. I respect what you're trying to do. It's noble and heroic and all that other Russell Crowe "Gladiator" crap.
Cordelia Chase : You've seen...
Skip : Didn't love it.
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[first lines]
Cordelia Chase : I'd just like to say thank you. You believed in me when no one else would. Even in my darkest hours, you were there for me, and that means more to me than you'll ever know. I guess what I'm really trying to say is, "I love you". To all my fans, this is for you!
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Cordelia Chase : I'm fine. You guys.
Angel : Cordy?
Cordelia Chase : I'll be okay.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Can you hear me?
Angel : Is she breathing?
Cordelia Chase : I'm just... dead?
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Angel : Oh, whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa! Dirty people! Not touching the baby!
Cordelia Chase : But pig-drinking bloodsuckers are okay? I meant that in a nice way.
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Cordelia Chase : [talking aloud to herself] I want something. Hypo-something. Hypothermia?
Nev : [into his cell phone] Josh, let's get a large tub of ice water in Ms. Chase's dressing room, pronto.
Cordelia Chase : No, that's not it.
Nev : [into his cell phone] Canceling ice water.
Cordelia Chase : Hyper... hyperbaric?
Nev : [into his cell phone] Josh, make it an oxygen tent.
Cordelia Chase : No, that's not it either.
Nev : [into his cell phone] Canceling tent.
Cordelia Chase : Hyperion! That's it.
Nev : The hotel.
Cordelia Chase : Yes, I want to go there.
Nev : Terrific. When would you like me to... Now? Now you would like to... Without security? Without an entourage of me? Right, I'll give 'em a call.
[into cell phone]
Nev : Josh, car, side door, now!
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Crew Man : Great show, Cordy.
Cordelia Chase : Thanks, you too.
Nev : There are stars and there are stars, and then there is you.
Cordelia Chase : Oh, that's sweet, Nev. Am I paying you enough?
Nev : Well, as a matter of fact...
Cordelia Chase : Good. What's cooking?
Nev : Okay, you've got a costume fitting. Producers want to run some ideas by you for next week's show.
Cordelia Chase : [to a fan, signing an autograph] Hi, how are you? What's your name?
Nev : We wanna record that breast cancer P.S.A., but tomorrow's pretty booked, so maybe next week.
Cordelia Chase : No, make it tomorrow. I want to get it on the air. Nev, do you ever get that nagging feeling you that you're supposed to be somewhere doing something, but you can't remember what?
Nev : No, I'm highly organized. That's why you pay me pretty well. But with the holidays coming, I really...
Cordelia Chase : I have to go, I'm sorry. I have to go.
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Cordelia Chase : Angel gets the visions of the people who are going to die, and he tells you, and you go out and slay, and this is how you make your living? This has got to be the suckiest job in the world.
