Gunn: There’s blood over here.
Wesley: Not to mention some bastard’s blown a gaping hole in the lift.
Angel: Sorry, my bastard.
Angel: (on the baby crying) What? What did I do?
Cordelia: You don’t have a woman’s touch. (pauses) Whatever your taste in clothing may indicate.
Angel: All right. So we’ve got a list. All I have to do is erase everyone on it.
Fred: (excited) I can do that for you. (begins erasing the board)
Cordelia: Uh, Fred.
Fred: What? Oh, you meant erase in a squish and kill violent kind of way. I’ll just put that back.
Sahjhan: (to Holtz) You know, you throw around a lot of big words, like death and pain and no mercy, but so far I haven’t seen bupkis.
Holtz: We can find information with this box, correct? (points to computer)
Sahjhan: Yes, and you won’t believe how fast my connection is.
Linwood: (on the Nyazian prophecy that there would be no birth) Clever loophole. We could use some of those Nyazian scroll writers in Contracts and Negotiations.
Linwood: (watching the surveillance) Now that’s a cute little baby. (in a baby talk voice) Yes you are. And your daddy’s a vampire with a soul, and sometimes he reverts to a creature of pure, malevolent evil who could rip your tiny throat out. Yes he does. (Lilah and Gavin snicker) I like kids. The senior partners took mine before I really got to know them. Turn it up. (baby starts to cry loudly) Turn it down. (walks away)
Lorne: (to Angel about the baby) Look at him. He’s more than a mission, bro. Look at him.
Lilah: Everything’s in there?
Gwen: Right down to the baby that wasn’t supposed to be born.
Lilah: How do you know about that?
Gwen: I’m Files and Records. It’s my job.
Lilah: (flabbergasted) That whole thing is Angel’s file?
Gwen: Just the first 35 cabinets.
Lilah: Right. Does China Palace deliver down here?
Cordelia: Did you get any sleep?
Angel: No, I was up all night watching him.
Cordelia: You know, if you let us take shifts, we could…
Angel: No, I wasn’t watching him like that. I was just (pauses) watching him. (Cordelia smiles)
Cordelia: You can’t be everything for him.
Angel: I’m the only family he’s got. My job now is to be everything for him.
Cordelia: Really? OK. Follow me, come on.
Angel: Where are we going?
Cordelia: Come on. (heads out the doors)
Angel: (sharply) Cordelia.
Cordelia: We’re going outside. Where your son is going to want to go play. Where you’ll have to rush him to the hospital if he gets sick in the daytime. But, I see your point. You can’t go outside in the day like other parents because you’re a vampire, and even if you weren’t, you couldn’t do everything for him.
Angel: (sticks his hand in sunlight and lets it smoke) If he has to get to the hospital at noon on the sunniest day of the year, he’ll get there. Even if I don’t.
Lilah: This is impossible. 275 years of the most inane (pauses) what kind of woosy name is Liam anyway?
Lilah: (on Gwen’s remarkable recitation of Holtz’s history) Wait how did you?
Gwen: I’m Files and Records. It’s my job.
Lilah: You mean I’ve been sitting here for 14 hours to find that you know everything that’s in this case file?
Gwen: No, Ms. Morgan.
Lilah: Oh.
Gwen: I know everything in every case file. I’m Files and Records. It’s my job.
Lilah: So what’s the skinny on Holtz then? Why the big hate-on for Angel?
Gwen: Just a moment. (eyes roll and click) 1764, Angel kills Holtz, Caroline, Holtz, Sarah, and Holtz, Daniel, infant son.
Lilah: Hmm. Massacred his family. That would do it.
Gwen: Holtz vows to avenge their blood, May 1764. Pursues Angel and Darla relentlessly for 9 years, racking up an incidental body count of 378 vampires in the meantime.
Lilah: So what we’re dealing with is a single-minded vengeance machine with a blood lust to match. That’s just (inhales) awesome.
Gunn: (preparing for the assault) What are you doing?
Wesley: Trying to imagine myself as John Wayne in Rio Bravo. You?
Gunn: Austin Stoker. Assault on Precinct 13. (they high five)
Cordelia: If we live through this, trade in the DVD players and get a life.
Angel: Connor. His name is Connor.
Gunn: (bringing in the stroller) I go the best one a very small amount of money could buy.
Wesley: Connor. That’s a lovely name. I don’t suppose you ever considered Wesley?
(in rapid succession)
Fred: No.
Angel: No.
Gunn: No.
(Wesley shrugs)
Quotes by Council member Seeker.
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