Angel: I had to sing Barry Manilow.
Faith: You're kidding.
Angel: In front of people.
Faith: And here I am talking about my petty little problems.
Angel: I just wanted to give you a little perspective.
Angel: "Mandy." I don't wanna dwell on it.
Faith: The road to redemption is a rocky path.
Angel: That it is.
Angel: There are three things I don't do: tan, date, and sing in public.
Angel: I remember all my life, how you kissed me and stopped me from shaking. Mandy, um... Look in their eyes, I see them in... How you kissed me and stopped me. It's shaking baby. Freaks in the house, up front here. Oh, Mandy. What's everyone doing in my living room? Oh, Mandy. Oh, Mandy.
[Angel stops a demonic ritual sacrifice in a gym. The owner is astonished to see the dead demons on the floor]
Gym's Owner: That guy has horns.
Angel: Steroids. Not good for ya.
Angel: Nice horse. Try not to make me look stupid out there, okay?
Angel: The food getting any better?
Faith: You know, it's not that different from what I grew up on. It's a little one-note, eating the same thing every day.
Angel: I wonder what that's like.
Lilah Morgan: [on the phone] You have every right to review the contract. I encourage it. We'll talk on Monday. Of course, if you don't sign, we'll sue your ass off and kill your children. Just kidding, Donald. Nobody wants a lawsuit.
Angel: I thought I was out of the tunnel.
Cordelia Chase: Sure, you did. Because the tunnel is... you know, i-it's something we all... Are we talking a real tunnel or symbolic? Just give me that much.
Angel: I-I-I saw the light at the end of the tunnel - that, some day, I might become human. That light was so bright, I thought I was already out.
Cordelia Chase: Yeah. We all got a little cocky, didn't we? It's gonna be a long while till you work your way out. But I know you well enough to know you will. And I'll be with you until you do.
Angel: What about your inevitable stardom?
Cordelia Chase: I'm not saying I won't have a day job.
Cordelia Chase: [while Angel sings karaoke] That man will do anything to save a life.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: We're not running a race. We're doing a job... one soul at a time
Faith: Bad day. One the girls in the yard tried to build a rep by throwing down with me. She had low self-esteem, and a homemade knife, so...
Angel: Oh. Is she... you know... alive?
Angel: Huh, no reflection. I'll fix that.
Cordelia Chase: [to Angel] You don't have to work out, you're eternal.
Darla: Angel, it's been a long time. I'd love to see that boy.
Lorne: [to Angel] Love the coat, it's all about the coat.
Lorne: Oh you know what I'm talking about. In this city you better learn to get along, 'cause L.A's got it all. The glamour and the grit, the big breaks and the heartaches, the sweet young lovers and the nasty, ugly, hairy fiends that suck out your brain through your face. It's all part of the big, wacky variety show we call Los Angeles. You never know what's coming next. And let's admit it folks: isn't that why we love it?
Angel: People nowadays. Would it kill him to say thank you?
Jo: Do me a favor? Stop helping!
[She opens the door and a demon attacks her]
Cordelia Chase: Gun. It really lets them know you mean business.
Charles Gunn: It's my name. Charles Gunn. Two n's.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Uh, I'm Wesley Wyndam... Pryce, and this is Cordelia Chase.
Cordelia Chase: It's nice to finally meet.
Charles Gunn: I've seen you before.
Cordelia Chase: Really? The Tan 'n' Screen commercials?
Charles Gunn: I saw you in bed.
Cordelia Chase: What?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Oh, I-I can see this is none of my business.
Charles Gunn: You too.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Now, just a moment!
Charles Gunn: In the hospital - after Angel's building blew? He sent me there to keep an eye on you two.
Cordelia Chase: Right.
Charles Gunn: I'm just messing with y'all. I was hoping for some demon fighting tonight, but I wound up with a delivery job instead.
Cordelia Chase: [knock at the door] Who is it?
Charles Gunn: Gunn.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: What was that?
Cordelia Chase: Something about a gun. What if it's a demon with a gun?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Listen up, whoever you are. We're well-armed and we know how to do battle so if you know what's good for you...
Charles Gunn: My name is Gunn. Angel sent me.
Lorne: Hey, how 'bout that? A performer. Why don't we just call him "Angel, The Vampire with Soul"?
Lilah Morgan: [to Lindsey] You're not handicapped, you're handi-capable.
Darla: [hums with the music] Hmm, the prelude.
Lindsey McDonald: In C-minor. The preludes and the nocturnes.
Darla: So much better than the waltzes.
Darla: He had consumption.
Lindsey McDonald: And died way too soon. A lot of that goin' around.
Darla: Hm. He's here.
Lilah Morgan: Chopin?
Lindsey McDonald: Angel. He's here in town. You can feel him.
Darla: Always could.
Lindsey McDonald: He hasn't been much of a help to us.
Darla: He killed me!
Darla: I remember now. With a soul in his heart.
Lindsey McDonald: He's taken from both of us, so when you feel ready, we'll start thinking about giving a little back.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Nasty... demon... , unknown... origin.
Angel: Awful lot of that in this town. I'm sure he'll feel right at home, here.
Angel: The thing about a gym is that you're not alone. You got people around - encourages you to work out.
Angel: [about the gym] You got your steam; you got your sauna, your fresh towels. I mean, how bad could it be?
Cordelia Chase: You shower with a lot of men.
Angel: I'll always be a loner.
Cordelia Chase: Dennis is very sensitive, he's just trying to help. He's more a person that a G-H-O-S-T.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: I may have someone who can help.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: A parasite demon named Merl.
Cordelia Chase: Maybe it's time to pay your stoolie a little visit. Make with the chin music until he canaries... I've been watching a little noir festival on Bravo.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: There's a place he hangs out. A safe haven for demons. I've been meaning to take you there, I think it may be of use to us. But...
Angel: But, what?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: It's a little outside the box.
Cordelia Chase: Your stool pigeon feels safe in a karaoke bar?
Lorne: Liz, I know it's hatching time, and you're looking forward to that, but there's more to life than eating your young.
Angel: You ever hear of a Prio Motu?
Charles Gunn: Is that like a '62 Chevy with the big cam? Alright, I coulda just said "no".
Cordelia Chase: Wesley, you've heard Angel talk about Gun. He's a great guy with a really fly street tag.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: What's he fly?
Cordelia Chase: It's how they know you on the street, dorko.
Angel: I told her to come here. She doesn't trust me. Why should she?
Cordelia Chase: You can't see everything. You're just a vampire, like everyone else. That didn't come out right.
Lorne: Welcome to Caritas. Do you know what that means?
Angel: It's Latin for "Mercy".
Lorne: Smart and cute. How about gracing us with a number?
Angel: I don't sing.
Lorne: I'm gonna have a chat with "Mr. Tall, Dark and Rocking". And meanwhile, Durthock the Child-Eater is gonna open up to y'all. He's searching for the Gorrishyn Mage who stole his power and he's feeling just a little bit country. So let's give him a hand.
Lorne: [sings] At first I was afraid, I was petrified / Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side / But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong / And I grew strong / And I learned how to get along.
Cordelia Chase: [about Lorne] Who is this guy?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: He's connected to the mystic. When you sing, you bear your soul. He sees into it.