Angelus: You can't do it. You can't kill me.
Buffy: [kicks him in the groin] Give me time.
Spike: Are we feeling better, then?
Drusilla: I'm naming all the stars.
Spike: You can't see the stars, love. That's the ceiling. Also it's day.
Drusilla: I can see them. But I've named them all the same name, and there's terrible confusion.
Cordelia: This is great. There's an unkillable demon in town, Angel's joined *his* team, the Slayer's a basket case, I'd say we've hit bottom.
Xander: I have a plan.
Cordelia: Oh no, here's a lower place.
Angelus: It was a good time. Alright? It doesn't mean like we have to make a big deal.
Buffy: It *is* a big deal.
Angelus: It's what? Bells ringing, fireworks, a dulcet choir of pretty little birdies? Come on, Buffy. It's not like I've never been there before.
Buffy: Don't touch me.
Angelus: I should've known you wouldn't be able to handle it.
Buffy: Angel! I love you.
Angelus: Love you, too.
Angelus: I'll call you.
[Willow has found out Xander and Cordelia are together]
Xander: I know it's weird...
Willow: Weird? It's against all laws of God and Man. It's Cordelia. Remember? The, the 'We Hate Cordelia' club, of which you are the treasurer.
Xander: Look, I was gonna tell you.
Willow: Gee, what stopped you? Could it be shame?
Xander: All right, let's overreact, shall we?
Willow: But I'm...
Xander: Willow, we were just kissing. It doesn't mean that much.
Willow: No. It just means that you'd rather be with someone you hate than be with me.
Willow: Do you wanna make out with me?
Willow: Forget it. I'm sorry. Well, do you?
Oz: Sometimes when I'm sitting in class... You know, I'm not thinking about class, 'cause that would never happen. I think about kissing you. And it's like everything stops. It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage. Oh, I'm not gonna kiss you.
Willow: What? But freeze frame.
Oz: Well, to the casual observer, it would appear that you're trying to make your friend Xander jealous or even the score or something. And that's on the empty side. See, in my fantasy when I'm kissing *you*, you're kissing *me*. It's okay. I can wait.
[Buffy fires a crossbow at the Judge demon]
The Judge: Who dares?
Buffy: Think I got his attention.
The Judge: You're a fool. No weapon forged can stop me.
Buffy: That was then...
[pulls out a rocket launcher]
Buffy: ... this is now.
[Angelus & Drusilla run for cover]
The Judge: What's that do?
[Angelus has just grabbed Willow]
Xander: Don't do that!
Angelus: Oh, I think I do that!
Jenny Calendar: He's not Angel any more. Are you?
Angelus: Wrong. I am Angel... at last!
Xander: Oh, my God.
Angelus: I got a message for Buffy.
[Buffy appears behind Angelus]
Buffy: Why don't you give it to me yourself?
Angelus: Well, it's not really the kind of message you tell. It sort of involves finding the bodies of all your friends.
Buffy: Angel, there must be some part of you inside that still remembers who are.
Angelus: Dream on, schoolgirl. Your boyfriend, is dead and you're all gonna join him.
[the Judge demon is urged by Spike to burn all the goodness out of Angel who's turned into Angelus]
Spike: Hurts, doesn't it?
Angelus: Well, you know, it kinda itches a little.
Spike: Don't just stand there, burn him!
Angelus: Gee, maybe he's broken.
Spike: What the hell is going on?
The Judge: [letting Angelus go] This one cannot be burned. He's clean.
Spike: Clean? You mean he's...
The Judge: There's no humanity in him.
Angelus: Couldn't have said it better myself.
Angelus: Yeah, baby, I'm back.
[Spike and Drusilla do not know Angel has lost his soul]
Spike: Did you see any further? Do you know what happens to Angel?
Angelus: Well, he moves to New York and tries to fulfill that Broadway dream. It's tough sledding, but one day he's working in the chorus when the big star twists her ankle.
Spike: You don't give up, do you?
Angelus: As long as there's injustice in the world, as long as scum like you is walking... well, rolling the streets... I'll be around. Look over your shoulder. I'll be there.
[Buffy doesn't know Angel has lost his soul]
Buffy: You just left.
Angelus: Yeah. Like I really wanted to stick around after that.
Angelus: You got a lot to learn about men, kiddo. Although I guess you proved that last night.
Buffy: What are you saying?
Angelus: Let's not make an issue out of it, okay? In fact, let's not talk about it at all. It happened.
Buffy: I-I don't understand. Was it m-me? Was I not good?
Angelus: [sarcastically] You were great. Really. I thought you were a pro.
Joyce: So what'd you do for your birthday? D'you have fun?
Buffy: I got older.
Spike: You've really got a yen to hurt this girl, haven't you?
Angelus: She made me feel like a human being. That's not the kinda thing you just forgive.
Drusilla: You don't want to kill her, do you? You want to hurt her. Just like you hurt me.
Angelus: Nobody knows me like you do, Dru.
Spike: She'd better not get in our way.
Angelus: Don't worry about it.
Spike: I do.
Angelus: Spike, my boy, you really don't get it. Do you? You tried to kill her, but you couldn't. Look at you. You're a wreck. She's stronger than any Slayer you've ever faced. Force won't get it done. You gotta work from the inside. To kill this girl... you have to love her.
Willow: I knew it. I knew it. Well, not 'knew it' in the sense of having the slightest idea, but I knew there was something I didn't know.
Cordelia: So does looking at guns really make girls wanna have sex? That's scary.
Xander: Yeah, I guess.
Cordelia: Well, does looking at guns make you wanna have sex?
Xander: I'm 17. Looking at linoleum makes me wanna have sex.
Drusilla: We're going to destroy the world. Want to come?
Angelus: Yeah, destroying the world. Great. I'm really more interested in the slayer.
Spike: Well, she's in the world, so that should work out.
Oz: So, do you guys steal weapons from the Army a lot?
Willow: Well, we don't have cable, so we have to make our own fun.
Rupert Giles: It's not over. I-I-I suppose you know that. He'll come after *you*, particularly. His profile, uh, well, he-he's likely to strike out at the things that made him the most human.
Buffy: You must be so disappointed in me.
Rupert Giles: No. No, no, I'm not.
Buffy: But this is all my fault.
Rupert Giles: No. I don't believe it is. Do you want me to wag my finger at you and tell you that you acted rashly? You did. A-and I can. I know that you loved him. And... he... has proven more than once that he loved you. You couldn't have known what would happen. The coming months a-are gonna - are gonna be hard... I-I suspect on all of us, but... if it's guilt you're looking for, Buffy, I'm-I'm not your man. All you will get from me is-is my support. And my respect.
Xander: Whoa, whoa! I-I think I'm havin' a thought.
Xander: Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's a thought.
Xander: Now I'm havin' a plan.
[the lights go out]
Xander: And now I'm havin' a wiggins.