"Forgiving"

Written by: Jeffrey Bell
Quote List compiled by: MBNielsen9

Gunn: Wesley's not coming back. No toothbrush, no razor, no Mossberg twelve gauge he kept in the closet.

Gunn: I think if he was answering his cell phone he would have the first forty times you called.
Fred: You're telling me to quit trying? (pause) Sorry...
Gunn: Don't be. Keep trying.

Justine: No more training and no more practice. From here out everything is real.

Fred: No. It can't be. The baby's not gone.
Lorne: I'm sorry, sweetie, but he is.
Fred: Not like that. Not a portal. There is pulling and there is noise, and there is nothing to hold on to. Nothing at all...
Gunn: Baby...
Fred: He must have been so scared!

Lilah: If it's any consolation, sir, I did have a gun to my head tonight.
Linwood: Yes, I know. I'm sorry that happened. So, Sahjhan opened a door to the Quortoth and in went Holtz and baby?
Lilah: That's the long and short of it.
Linwood: I know you made every effort to preserve that baby for us.
Lilah: Gun. At my head.

Fred: It's in Gashundi and... I don't read Gashundi.
Angel: Did we check the files?
Gunn: They're in English. Cordelia's filing system isn't.
Angel: She was keeping some kind of list of time- and space-shifting entities.
Gunn: Okay. Would that be under Time, Space, Shifting, or Entities?

Angel: She'll be back soon! And when she does she'll have presents, for Connor.... And he's gonna be here so she can give them to him! Okay?

Fred: Did he just say to forget about all this?
Gunn: Yeah, he did.
Fred: You don't suppose he's decided to skip right to the 'dealing with those responsible' part, do you?
Gunn: I think we need to find Wesley.

Lorne: Angel, I know this isn't easy for you but you got to hear it. If you somehow managed to get in, finding Connor would be like looking for a needle in a haystack... the size of *China*.
Angel: Needles. Should have thought of that...

Lorne: Angel? Who is this?
Linwood: Linwood Murrow, division president of Special Projects at Wolfram and Hart, and you are?
Lorne: Ah, deeply troubled.

Linwood: Once the firm finds out what you've done...
Angel: ...they'd kill you before they kill me.

Lorne: Do you even know what you're doing?
Linwood: At last count the charges were kidnapping, assault and battery and attempt... (Angel drops tray on table) ...none of which I intend to press. In fact, let's not press anything, shall we?

Linwood: Hello Lilah. I'm sending over a client, and I want you to listen very carefully because I have explicit instructions on how to deal with him. Give him anything he wants.

Fred: Oh. There is no happy for you. ...You were living in here together, sharing everything... except taking out the trash, I guess. I imagine losing Holtz is like losing a father. Or worse?

Fred: The trash! ...I'll explain that later.

Girl: Your fingernails are pretty. I love red. ...You have a taste for red, too... and revenge. I know. It's so much more fun than forgiveness.

Girl: They were all about torture and death. You can relate.

Girl: Can't wait to see how it turns out.

Fred: Okay. Throw me away.
Gunn: You want me to put you in the trash.

Fred: God, somebody *ate* that?

Fred: It says here: 'It can't be coming. It can't be true.'
Gunn: That's doomy.

Fred: Wes did the right thing. The only thing he could do under the circumstances. Now we have to find Angel and tell him right away.
Gunn: And he'll forgive Wesley for taking his son and giving him to his mortal enemy?
Fred: Well, maybe *begin* to forgive.

Lorne: Angel, please do not do this thing. We'll find some other way.
Lilah: There is no other way.
Lorne: You know, *not speaking* would be a really good look for you.

Sahjhan: Now this is more like it!

Fred: He was trying to *protect* Connor.
Gunn: He was trying to protect *you*...same as we're doing right now.

Fred: Angel, the prophecy...
Angel: It's a lie. I'd never hurt Connor.
Fred: How can you know that for sure?
Angel: I'd never hurt someone I care about. Now *move*.

Fred: We have to go after him.
Gunn: We can't. He lays a finger on you, I'll have to kill him myself.

Fred: We just wanna hear his side.
Justine: His side? His side's kinda funny. He sacrificed everything he believed in to save that kid.
Gunn: By helping Holtz take him to hell? I'd like to hear it from the horse's mouth.
Justine: Your friend's innocent.

Fred: Where is he? Will you just tell us?
Justine: Heaven? Hell? I slit his throat

Sahjhan: So. My home. Uninvited guests. This can't end well.

Sahjhan: Can't tell you how much I missed doing that. I also missed gravity, friction, and smashing things to pieces. Let's start with your skulls.

Angel: Yeah. Tell you what: you take me to the Quor-toth world, help me find my son, we'll call it even.
Sahjhan: Really? You and me? Buddy cop, summer release? We iron out our wacky differences and bond? I don't think so.

Sahjhan: I flitted back and forth in time. Changed the one that threatened me, polished some others. Flitted in a *manly* way ...just so we're clear.

Sahjhan: Do I look like I need more skin problems?

Sahjhan: Had to put your boy down. Pity. The kid had a big future. I mean *big*.

Lorne: Hey, I, ah, cleaned the pentagram as best I could. The dried blood, well, that's starting to be a look out there.

Lorne: You know, there is a bigger picture here, Angel. And in that bigger picture there is a glass....
Angel: If the words 'glass is half full' are about to come out of your mouth, don't.
Lorne: No. No, this is more a glass half full of spiked blood.

Gunn: It's just good you came.
Fred: He's not completely out of the woods yet. Your being here can only help.

Angel: Hey, Wes. I just... I want you to know that I understand why you did it. I know about the prophecies and I know how hard it must have been for you to... do what you did. You thought I was gonna turn evil and kill my son. I didn't. It's important you know that. This isn't Angelus talking. It's me, Angel. You know that, right? (Wesley blinks) Good.

Angel: You're dead! You're a dead man, Pryce! You're dead! I'll kill you!

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