Quotes
Illyria: I'd like to keep Spike as my pet.
Share thisConnor: You gotta do what you can to protect your family. I learned that from my father.
Share thisIllyria: Your body warms. This one is lusting after me.
Connor: Oh, no. I - It's - It's just, uh - it's the outfit. I-I guess I've always had a thing for older women.
Angel: They were supposed to fix that.
Connor: What?
Angel: Nothing.
Share thisWesley Wyndam-Pryce: [about Illyria] She's either counting oxygen molecules or analyzing the Petri dish she just put into her mouth. Or sleeping. I can never quite tell.
Angel: You sure this is a good idea?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: We have plenty of Petri dishes.
Share thisAngel: [about Illyria] She put a whole Petri dish in her mouth?
Share thisWesley Wyndam-Pryce: She doesn't understand our world. She needs someone to guide her. She needs...
Angel: When was the last time you slept? You're not her savior. I need you here, working, not off drinking yourself into a coma, chasing ghosts. Fred's dead, Wes. You're still alive. Start acting like it.
Share thisIllyria: [to Wesley] You reek of frustration. Curls off of you like smoke.
Spike: Actually, love, we call that scotch. Twelve-year Lagavulin if I'm not mistaken. Good choice.
Share thisSahjhan: Thank you, mortal, for releasing me from my cursed prison. In gratitude, I grant you three wishes.
Connor: Really?
Sahjhan: Nah, I'm just messin' with you.
Share thisConnor: [about Illyria] So, does she have any special powers or anything?
Spike: Glad you asked. So far I've established that she can hit like a Mack truck, selectively alter the flow of time and, uh...
[looks through clipboard]
Spike: ...possibly talk to plants.
Share thisSpike: [while trying to 'study' Illyria] Right, we need to set some ground rules. First off, no more punching me in the face! Secondly, when I punch YOU in the face, you tell me how you feel, so I can write it down on my clipboard.
[picks up his clipboard, gets defensive]
Spike: Third - no touching my clipboard.
Illyria: I enjoy hurting you.
Spike: Well we're gonna have to fix that, 'cause-
[Illyria kicks Spike in the face]
Share thisCharles Gunn: [speaking to the demon who cuts out the heart of a person who wears the cursed necklace] Come on, Sparky. Let's go. This heart ain't gonna cut itself out.
Share thisWesley Wyndam-Pryce: Illyria can be... difficult. Testing her might be hard without getting someone seriously hurt.
Angel: We'll make Spike do it.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Good.
Share thisConnor: It's cool. I mean, my parents are liars and I can never trust them again, but it's cool.
Share this[Angel and Connor are walking down the hallway talking when Spike is thrown through a door]
Spike: Oh, you filthy harlot! I'm going to tear your neck out!
Angel: [to Connor] Want to meet some of my co-workers?
Connor: Sure.
Share thisAngel: Tell you what. Why don't you just tell me?
Marcus Hamilton: Let's be clear about this. Things run differently now. I'm not a little girl. You and I won't be making love on this couch any time soon. Now, with that in mind, how can I help you?
Share thisWesley Wyndam-Pryce: You changed the world.
Angel: He's my son, Wesley. Connor's my son.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: [long pause] Did you trade her? Did you trade Fred for your son?
Angel: What?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Everything that's happened since we took over Wolfram & Hart, everything that's happened to... her... Did you know? Was Fred the price?
Angel: No. Wes... I can explain. Just put that down.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Why are you so afraid of this? He said it would bring back the past. Will it undo what you've done?
Angel: No. It won't bring her back.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Let's find out.
[He motions like he's going to throw the glass cube to the ground]
Angel: No! Please. You have to trust me.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: I can't. Not anymore.
[Wesley slams the glass cube into the ground. As it shatters, the cube releases an explosion of bright yellow light, sending everyone in the room back from the blast]
Share thisIllyria: You betrayed Angel. You stole his son. He tried to kill you.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Yes.
Illyria: Are these the memories you needed back? Does this now make you Wesley?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: At least I know what happened.
Illyria: Do you? There are two sets of memories. Those that happened and those that are fabricated. It's hard to tell which is which.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Try to push reality out of your mind. Focus on the other memories. They were created for a reason.
Illyria: To hide from the truth?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: To endure it.
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