Quotes

"Tomorrow"

Written by: David Greenwalt
Quote List compiled by: Hazel

Cordy: Hi. What you got there?
Groo: Well, I know you had grave concern for Angel's welfare, so I made some Mock-Na.
Cordy: Oh. Mock-Na. Which is..?
Groo: A soothing brew to relieve tension.
Cordy: Ah. Kind of looks like muddy water.
Groo: Yes! The mud gives it body and flavor. Of course there is no Plockweed in this dimension, so I made due with creeping fig and sour cress in the garden. Though it is not true Mock-Na, it is very close to the real thing.
Cordy: So it's mock Mock-Na.

Groo: And might I further relieve you by at first gently then more rapidly rubbing your Schlug-Tee?
Cordy: Ah, I don't really... uhm. Maybe later at home. I don't feel comfortable doing *it* in the office, Groo.
Groo: Doing 'it?'
Cordy: Sex.
Groo: Oh, you wish to have sex?
Cordy: What? No! Shh!
Groo: I was proposing a massage of your Schlug-Tee, your tense neck muscle, but - it is always an honor to make sex with you. (whispers) Later, at home. I understand perfectly.

Angel: I found Holtz.
Cordy: And?
Angel: I didn't kill him.
Cordy: Maybe you're growing as a person.

Angel: I don't even own a TV. He's gonna wanna watch TV. Not too much, I mean, after homework and chores. He's gonna need clothes, weekly allowance... What's good nowadays? Fifty cents, a dollar?
Cordy: Yeah. If you're Tom Sawyer painting the fence.

Cordy: Well, what about rebuilding your club here?
Lorne: That's a great idea, pixie-cat. Except every time I do, you all seem to destroy it.
Cordy: It was only - three times.

Lilah: Mind if I join you?
Wesley: On many levels and with great intensity.

Lilah: How's your throat? Need a lozenge?

Gunn: Nobody's here.
Fred: Good.
Gunn: Bad. We got to find Angel and tell him we screwed up. Okay, get your point.

Cordy: I'm not telling your sixteen year old boy that.
Angel: Well, someone has to make sure he knows the facts of life. My track record with the whole man/woman thing isn't, you know... I don't wanna use the words 'tragic farce' but...
Cordy: Why not? You're still telling him.
Angel: You could help fill in the blanks. He's gonna have questions. Like, what do you do with a woman's Schlug-Tee again?
Cordy: You and your vampire hearing! Next time you eavesdrop I'm gonna...
Angel: Easy there, sailor! You use that kind of language at home?

Angel: We can go out. (Notices sunlight) I'd have to wear a Burka or something.

Fred: I wanna be the vampire!
Gunn: I wanna be in a hot tub.

Angel: Okay. Vampire.
Fred: GRRRRRRRRRR!!!!
Angel: Vampire. You're not in 'Cats.'
Fred: Grrr?

Cordy: I love Angel? What are you talking about? I - love... you know... us.
Lorne: You two are so obviously connected.
Groo: You finish each others...
Lorne: ...sentences. You laugh at the same...
Groo: ...jests. When he grieves, when he is hurting...
Lorne: ...her heart breaks for you.

Gunn: You emptied the jumbo tub?
Fred: Free refills.
Gunn: I love this woman.
Angel: Shh.
Fred: Don't skimp on the butter.

Connor: Stay away from my father!

Gunn: He's whistling. I've never heard him whistle.
Fred: He's happy.

Gunn: *Now* he's humming.
Fred: He's *really* happy. (Pokes angel with stake.) But not perfectly happy, I hope!
Angel: No! Ouch!
Fred: Just checking.

Wesley: You still here?
Lilah: I'm starting to like you, Wes. Don't go making more of this than it is. I'm not one of the doe-y eyed girls of Angel Investigations. - Don't be thinking about me when I'm gone.
Wesley: I wasn't thinking about you when you were here.

Cordy: We're just gonna talk like two grown-up adults. I have some feelings. You may have some feelings. He may not even know I'm insane until he hears my feelings.

Cordy: Yeah. Skip. You tend to remember your demon guides. What is going on?
Skip: I think you know.
Cordy: I'm dying.
Skip: No. No, you're not - dying.
Cordy: Not dying?
Skip: No.
Cordy: Say that part first!

Cordy: The glowy thing.
Skip: Which you used well - to fight evil, and heal Connor.
Cordy: And only that one time as a night light. - Bad dreams.

Angel: Some day you'll learn the truth - and you'll hate yourself. Don't. It's not your fault. I don't blame you.

Angel: Connor?! Connor, never forget that I'm your father and that I love you.

Fred: Connor didn't want to come with us for a midnight snack? It's okay. I'll just scrounge something up here.
Gunn: He's not in his room. You - didn't see him?
Fred: No. He's gone? Again? Did you ask Lorne if... No, because Lorne doesn't live here anymore. Not used to that yet. - I'm sure Connor will... I'm sure it's nothing, but - we should probably get a hold of Cordelia or Angel.
Gunn: Yeah, I've been trying. No one's answering.
Fred: I don't like the sound of that.

Fred: Where did everybody go?

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