Angel: So, you're a freak. Boo-hoo. So what?
Gwen: Excuse me?
Angel: I think you've already figured out I'm not the poster boy for normal. Sometimes, you gotta let go.
Gwen: Hey. I wanted to do that.
Angel: You were gonna fry him.
Gwen: Was not.
Angel: Don't fib.
Gwen: Fine. Did you at least break his nose?
Gwen: [to Angel] You're really going to use that Axis thing to find her, aren't you? Figures. Anyone that bad at stealing stuff's gotta be doing it for love. Bummer.
Angel: How 'bout the police?
Charles Gunn: Uh, let's see. "Abandoned car. Empty apartment."
Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: "No sign of violence. No plans for travel."
Charles Gunn: "Please file a missing persons report."
Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: "And have a nice day."
Charles Gunn: But hey, that was only the first time. The next seven times they left off the "nice day" part.
Elliot: Tempered Lucite.
Angel: He's gonna seal us in. Turn on the gas.
Gwen: What are you, Lex Luthor?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Just beware: Dinza isn't remotely trustworthy.
Angel: What should I do then? Send her a gift? A sacrifice? Unholy fruit basket?
Angel: Tell me you're not here for the Axis.
Gwen: I'm not here for the Axis.
Angel: You're lying.
Gwen: I'm fibbing. It's lying, only classier.
Angel: Listen, I need the Axis. See, it's an ancient mystical relic...
Gwen: [singing] It's fun for a girl and a boy.