- Cordelia: Doyle pissed me off so righteously going out like that. But he knew. He knew what he had to do. Didn't compromise. Used his last breath to make sure you'd keep fighting. I get that now.
- Cordelia: You'll win this in the end. I, uh... just wish I could be there to see it.
- Angel: What do you mean? You're not...
- Cordelia: I can't stay. This isn't me anymore. You can say good-bye to the gang for me, explain everything once you understand.
- Angel: That's gonna be never. I-I need you here.
- Cordelia: Don't make it hard, Angel. I'm just on a different road... and this is my off-ramp. The Powers That Be owed me one, and I didn't waste it. I got my guy back on track.
- Cordelia: Okay, this is getting us nowhere. Angel, torture her.
- Angel: What?
- Eve: What?
- Cordelia: You heard me. Building's clearing out means we don't have a lot of time. Have at it.
- Angel: I can't just... torture her.
- Cordelia: Like, wha...
- Fred: He's right, Cordy. If we sink to their level, then...
- [Harmony grabs Eve throws her on the desk]
- Angel: Harmony!
- Harmony: Is this okay? I mean. I am evil, technically. I don't mind torturing her for the team.
- Angel: Yeah. Okay.
- Cordelia: Spike's a hero and you're CEO of Hell, Incorporated. What frickin' bizarro world did I wake up in?
- Cordelia: Remember how I said, "Lets not have your department looking for those symbols I saw in my vision. Let's do this like we used to - you and me, crackin' the books"?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Yes.
- Cordelia: Well, that was dumb. What'd you ever listen to me for?
- Cordelia: [to Eve] Get out of that chair, and I will feed you those Manolo Blahniks - which are stunning, by the way.
- Cordelia: Oh, my God. Gunn? You have hair.
- Charles Gunn: Oh. Heh! Yeah. What'd you think, I was prematurely bald?
- [an awkward pause]
- Charles Gunn: I wasn't.
- Lorne the Host: Hey, listen, crumbcake. When you're ready to splash back into that acting pool, just say the word. I'll have you lunching with Colin Farrell like that.
- Cordelia: Who's Colin Farrell?
- Angel: All those tattoos, all those new tricks you've learned just don't matter. Doesn't matter what you try. Doesn't matter where I am or how badass you think you've become. 'Cause you know what? I'm Angel. I beat the bad guys.
- Spike: You got no idea how rotten this feels.
- Lindsey McDonald: Oh, amazingly enough, I do. Yeah. Got my hand cut off a few years back. Line of duty. So believe me when I tell you I can feel your pain.
- Spike: Well, half of it anyway. I'll give ya that.
- Lindsey McDonald: A little something I picked up in Nepal. You like it?
- Angel: They sell that crap at the airport.
- Lindsey McDonald: Redemption? Isn't that your whole deal?
- Angel: People don't change.
- [they start to fight; in a moment Lindsey throws Angel across the room. Angel looks back at him in amazement]
- Lindsey McDonald: I did.
- Lindsey McDonald: You know, all my carefully laid out plans, my designs... when you get right down to it, this is pretty sweet, too, huh? Reason enough for me to come back. You, me, fight to the death.
- [points his sword at Angel]
- Lindsey McDonald: Yours.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Sprinkle ingredients with the arterial blood of an unclean... a demon.
- Lorne the Host: Heh, we're unclean. Like you're april-fres...
- [Suddenly pauses, looking concerned]
- Lorne the Host: You sure that thing said arterial blood?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Sorry.
- Lorne the Host: Why don't they ever need the urine of an unclean. I've got plenty of unclean urine.
- [Lorne laughs weakly while Gunn pulls out a knife]
- Lorne the Host: Look, uh, I think I'm making some right now.