Cordelia: I feel a little guilty.
Angel: Don't. Nineteen dollars for a sashimi couscous appetizer is money well spent. This is your night. How is it anyway, pretty good? It oughta be pretty good...
Cordelia: It's delicious, but that's not what I feel guilty about.
Angel: Oh. I'm not cheap, I'm just old: I remember when a few bob got you a meal, a bottle and a tavern wench. You were saying?
 
Cordelia: Move! I think the sashimi's coming up.
Angel: They'll take that off the bill, right?
 
Cordelia: What are you doing here?
Angel: Getting a tan... not bursting into flames.
 
Angel: You want me to rip that guy's head off for you? 'Cause I could, you know. Really. I mean, actually rip his head right off his body. I can do that.
 
Angel: Mr. "Hey, I'm L.A. Director Shooting a Commercial, So I Must Be The Center Of The Universe" Guy. Like anyone who isn't making it in show business is just a step or ten down the food chain. I mean, hey, all we do is save the world, right? And the way he talks to Cordy, it's like she's a commodity, like she's his slave or something. And you know what the worst part is? She just took it. When was the last time Cordy took crap from any of us?
Gunn: Never and the day after never.
Angel: Exactly, plus, he's got her wearing this ridiculously flimsy swimsuit that covers... like nothing.
 
Angel: Not the Haklar. The Power Walkers. I mean, walking I get. But power walking? Why not just run for a shorter time? Weird.
 
Host: Landok? Is that you?
Angel: You know him?
Host: Just because I know his name doesn't mean you can't knock him unconscious. Please, continue.
 
Host: I prefer just "Lorne".
Angel: Lorne? As in... just... Lorne?
Host: Yes, Lorne. If you must. Though I generally don't go by that, because well-- Green.
Cordelia: Hunh?
Angel: Right. Lorne Greene. Come on. "Bonanza?" 15 years on the air not meaning anything here? Okay, now I feel old.
 
Landok: Then killing the Drokken will be most difficult. It is impervious to most wounds.
Angel: What if we chopped its head off?
Wesley: Or ran it through with a sword?
Angel: Or electrocuted him with, like a 50,000 volt charge?
Cordelia: Yeah, we've had a lot of luck with those things in the past.
 
Landok: The Drokken goes this way. The aura is strong. It's not far.
Host: What do you want? A medal?
 
Host: For the last time... not a coward. I just saw both sides of the joust. How are you supposed to joust someone when you partially agree with their point of view?
 
Angel: Where did the portal appear before?
Host: Right there. Talk about upstaging me