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Lindsey


Lindsey: Set up an inter-office board meeting at 4:00 PM with all the associates and division heads present. It seems we have a new player in town. No, no, there's no need to disturb the senior partners with this. Not yet



Lindsey: You have a problem. We have a problem. I just had a perfectly good murder case go up in smoke and you seem to have a certain expertise in that area. So to make a long story less long I think if a service is rendered, we can get you off.



Angel: So how does it work for a guy like you? - Successful lawyer in a big law firm, - company car, - nice office, bonus - can hire a killing when ever you want. Kind of got it made, right?

Lindsey:Well, we'll just add slander to breaking and entering. While we're on the subject, I remember you throwing one of my clients through a window. Killed him if I'm not mistaken.

Angel:Yes. I seem to remember. The window was just about that size. Hmm. Too bad the body burned up before it hit the ground. I might have needed a good lawyer.

Lindsey:I'm sorry, we only handle a certain class of clientele.

Angel:Oh, I'm sure that I've killed enough people to qualify.

Lindsey: You know, just when I think I got you figured out, you



Lindsey: Well, our files aren't 100 percent, - but I guess it's fair to say that - you've never seen anything like real poverty. I'm talking dirt poor - no shoes - no toilet. Six of us kids in a room, and come flue season it was down to four. - I was seven when they took the house. They just came right in and took it. - And my daddy is being nice, you know? Joking with the bastards while he signs the deed. Yeah, so we had a choice. Either you got stepped on or you got to stepping and I swore to myself that I was not going to be the guy standing there with the stupid grin on my face - while my life got dribbled out...

Angel:I'm sorry. I nodded off. Did you get to the part where you're evil?



Angel: Lindsey, give me the scroll.

Lindsey: That's not gonna happen. It belongs to us.

Angel:Us. You put your faith in Wolfram and Hart.

Lindsey:You said I had to make a choice.

Angel:And you did.

Lindsey:Yeah. I had a crisis - and I want to thank you for your help with that - but I see things more clearly now.

Angel:You don't see anything. You don't know what faith is.



Lindsey: I see that what happened here tonight was foretold. That doesn't bode well for you. I see that you are either the one with the power - or you're powerless.

Angel: Uh-huh. You see what I'm gonna do to you if you don't give me that scroll?

Lindsey:You need the words of Anatole to cure your friend. She is your connection to the Powers That Be. And since it's foretold that we sever all your connections well...

Angel:Don't believe everything you're foretold.



Lindsey: Boo-hoo! Let me wipe away the tears with my plastic hand!



Lindsey: Angel...

[sees the knife on Angel's belt]

Lindsey: ...make it quick.

Angel: If I was gonna kill you I definitely wouldn't make it quick.



Angel hilft Lindsey und will den Bewährungshelfer verhören

L: Was wollen sie denn hier

A: Ihnen vielleicht das Leben retten...

L: Das kann ich allein, dazu brauch' ich sie nicht

A: Ein kleines Dankeschön ist doch nicht zuviel verlangt Lindsey

L: Das geht sie doch überhaupt nichts an! Und wieso.. wieso versuchen sie nicht mich zu tötenA: Ich hab' einen Fall zu lösen und kann mich nicht immer mit ihnen beschäftigen. Also entschuldigen sie bitte vielmals.

L: Nehmen sie ihre Finger weg, der gehört mir! Klar

A: Der gehört mir, der gehört mir! Sind wir hier auf dem Schulhof oder was?! Und jetzt hören sie mal zu...!

L: Sagen sie mir nicht, was ich tun soll!

A: Der ist ganz schön kindisch, was

L: Halten sie ihr Maul!



Lindsey: Look, it's my hero.

Angel: I'm not your hero. I'm your warden.

Lindsey: It's all in how you look at the glass.



Lindsey: Hereos don't accept the world the way it is... they fight it.



Lindsey: The war's here, Angel, and you're already two soldiers down.



Lindsey: Everybody goes on about your soul. A vampire with a soul. Nobody ever mentions the fact that you're really a vampire with big brass testes.



Lindsey: I'm in if you want me.

Angel: I want you, Lindsey.

Angel: I'm thinking about rephrasing that.

Lindsey: I really wish you would.



Lindsey: It's a secret society.

Gunn: Never heard of it.

Lindsey: That's cause it's *secret*.



Lindsey: You don't trust me. You don't think a man can change?

Lorne: It's not about what I think. This was Angel's plan.

Lindsey: Come on. I could sing for you.



Lindsey: Why, why did you...

Lorne: One last job. You're not part of the solution, Lindsey. You never will be.

Lindsey: You kill me?

[collapses to the floor]

Lindsey: A flunky? I'm not just... Angel... kills me. You don't... Angel...