"Untouched"
Written by: Mere Smith
Quote List compiled by: MBNielsen9
Lilah: What's hidden in Angel's secret chambers?
Darla: Horrors.
Wesley: I am not a sheep!
Cordelia: You are *such* a sheep. You've never a single opinion you didn't read in a book.
Wesley: At least I've opened a book.
Cordelia: Oh don't even try with the snooty, Wooly Boy. I was top 10 percent of my class!
Wesley: What class? Advanced bosoms?
Cordelia: We were just discussing whether or not we should offer to pay Gunn.
Angel: No you weren't.
Wesley: Well, our discussions tend to go about 3 minutes, then it's strictly name calling and hair pulling.
Cordelia: No think! Pay. That's an order.
Angel: Hey. How about we pretend that you work for me.
Cordelia: You are really unpleasant when you --
Angel: Then why don't we pretend that you don't.
Cordelia: You can't fire me. I'm Vision Girl.
Angel: Hey! You wanna get behind the tape? You gotta gawk, go home, watch a high speed chase on Fox.
Angel: I'm outta vice three weeks, I've seen enough amateur night crap to fill a miniseries. So you wanna pretend that's not a cub scout uniform and tell me about dead people?
Angel: You seen a girl tonight? Maybe a little scared, beat up?
Cop: Nu-huh. Nobody but our Mr. Bills. You know. (tiny voice) 'Oh, no! Mr. Bill!'
Bethany: What are you?
Angel: I've come to help you. My name is Angel.
Bethany: Ha. Ha. Great, I stabbed an angel. Now I'm really never getting into heaven.
Bethany: You can't make me go anywhere with you.
Angel: I think that message got through. I won't hurt you. And you can't hurt me. You may need that.
[Gives Bethany card. She runs. He falls to the ground.]
Angel: Okay. Maybe she can hurt me a little.
Lilah: I'm sorry I couldn't make it. Work just got insane, and our new clients are monsters.
Lilah: I like folding. It's like a Zen exercise for me.
Cordelia: Stop moving.
Angel: I'm not.
Cordelia: Well then stop breathing.
Angel: I don't breathe.
Cordelia: Then...stop flexing your manly boob muscles or whatever.
Wesley: That's an ugly looking wound.
Angel: Doesn't feel pretty either.
Wesley: We should definitely approach this girl with caution. I guess you already figured that out.
Angel: We gotta find out everything we can about her.
Cordelia: Like, oh, say, her name?
Angel: I was impaled at the time.
Angel: Do you know how hard it is to think straight with a rebar through your torso?
Cordelia: Actually, I do. Benefits of a Sunnydale education.
Angel: She said she was staying with a friend.
Cordelia: Well, that narrow it down to people who have friends. Where do we keep that list?
Angel: She's just a girl.
Cordelia: Just a girl that could kill your ass by blinking.
Angel: What do we know about telekinesis.
Wesley: Ah yes. The power of moving things with one's mind. (thinks) That's pretty much it. The power of...moving. I'm better with demons, really.
Gunn: You call; I come. Loaded for bear. Ready for battle. Somethin' else that starts with "B."
Gunn: Isn't this the thing? Some the kids in my camp put it together for me. Thought I might get the chance to stick it in somethin' tonight.
Cordelia: Men are all alike.
Gunn: Fair Cordelia. You still savin' my life?
Cordelia: Every minute.
Gunn: How's that workin' out?
Cordelia: You're alive aren't you?
Gunn: You got it. But if I come back her on the end of a spatula, I'm expectin' some *serious* workman's comp.
Angel: I'm going to bed. S'been a long day.
Cordelia: You've been up for three hours.
Angel: Well?
Cordelia: Top of the middle of the day to you, too.
Cordelia: No leads worth mentioning. Of course, we lost a little time during my 45 minutes of sleep. Good thing I left clothes here, or you'd be smelling me even now.
Angel: You're safe here.
Wesley: We're all safe people.
Angel: This is Wesley, Cordelia.
Bethany: So it's a family business, huh?
Angel: Friends.
Angel: Would you like some tea?
Bethany: Yeah, please.
Cordelia: You shouldn't worry. Angel does this kind of thing all the time.
Bethany: Makes tea?
Cordelia: Helps people. You know, he helps people with problems.
Bethany: So what's wrong with you?
Wesley: Where to begin.
Holland: Wow. That little girl gave you one heckuva shiner, didn't she?
Bethany: She'll just think I'm crazy.
Angel: Are you?
Bethany: What?
Angel: Well, if you are, you know, crazy, I just think things will go smoother if I know up front.
Cordelia: There's something. She's got a vibe. I'm getting a vibe. She's vibe-y.
Wesley: I didn't notice a vibe.
Cordelia: Well, all evidence to the contrary, Wes, but you're not a woman.
Angel: You ever done it on purpose?
Bethany: Course not.
Angel: You never thought, "Man, that remote's too far away and I'd have to get up..."
Bethany: Don't start asking me a bunch of stupid questions: When were you potty trained? Name all your pets...Do you like hide and seek?
Angel: None of those were on my list.
Cordelia: You're sure nothing's broken?
Wesley: I'm sure.
Cordelia: Nothing at all? Say, you're brain?
Cordelia: What happened to "approach her with caution"?
Wesley: Would've given her time to get her defenses up.
Cordelia: She wouldn't be crying, you wouldn't be bruising, and Angel wouldn't have had a near Melba toast experience. What did you *say* to her?
Wesley: Statistically speaking, the father was the best guess.
Cordelia: There's not enough yuck in the world.
Angel: You're gone.
Cordelia: You can't fire Wesley! I'll quite, too! Unless you're firm.
Bethany: I feel safe up here.
Angel: Yeah. You did pick the one room in the house that may collapse to feel safe in.
Bethany: People are pathetic.
Angel: I don't know. I kinda like 'em. Time I've lived, I've seen some horrors, scary behavior, couple fashion trends I constantly pray to forget, but I see people try. I see them try to do better.
Bethany: You sound like an old guy.
Angel: Oh, you know, I'm very well-preserved.
Angel: I was having a nightmare.
Bethany: Looked like a pretty happy dream. Maybe the covers were just rumpled.
Bethany: I figured we'd have fun. You can do stuff to me, and, you know, we'll have some fun.
Bethany: I've done stuff. I can make you happy.
Angel: You wouldn't like me when I'm happy.
Angel: You want to make love, but you don't want to be touched.
Bethany: Make love? What, are you from the 18th century?
Bethany: Are you shocked I'm a great big slut?
Angel: You'll find I'm not easily shocked, Bethany.
Bethany: I'm...I'm like the chambermaid. I just leave. When a guy's on me, I-I made up the room, I show them in, and I leave 'til he's gone. Come back and clean up the mess.
Bethany: Right. You love the people. You love them so much, you've got a hundred rooms to be alone in.
Holland: You know, Lindsey is a guy who understands the big picture. All his efforts go towards realizing that picture. And your little girl is currently finger painting all over his efforts.
Gunn: Knock, knock! See this works great. You break; I enter.
Gunn: I'm still dealing with this man's ugly-ass living room set. Some people just shouldn't have money.
Gunn: Are you offering to pay me for helping you?
Angel: Yeah.
Gunn: Cool.
Gunn: You're a very graceful man. Have I ever mentioned that?
Cordelia: It's the vanilla that makes the mocha less latte-y.
Bethany: Yeah. Where I'm from, you know, they still just have coffee. Everything else is that L.A. stuff.
Cordelia: Yeah. Don't bone my boss.
Cordelia: The thing about Angel? He's old-fashioned. OLD-fashioned. Like, the Age of Chivalry.
Cordelia: Those guys are better off squashed, I truly think. But, somewhere in that moment of panic, a decision got made and I don't want the same thing to happen to my friends. Or -- and I can't stress this enough -- me.
Bethany: So, are you and Angel?
Cordelia: Oh, no. I like my men less broody and more spendy.
Cordelia: Bethany!! You can squash those guys!!
Lilah: You're gonna need a friend.
Bethany: My friends don't hire people to rape and kidnap me. At least not my close ones, anyway.
Lilah: I was trying to make you stronger.
Bethany: Good job.
Lilah: He is a vampire, you know.
Bethany: Weird.
Angel: Looks like you're going to have to find someone else's brain to play with.
Lilah: Yeah, we have someone in mind.
Angel: Good night, Lilah.
Lilah: Sweet dreams.
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