Compiled by Kristina

Wesley: Demons with one eye, demons with twelve eyes, some with double vision, but no blind demons. Perhaps Angel's discovered a new species.
Cordy: What? Helen Kellerus Homocidalus?
Wesley: Of course it's possible she is not a demon at all.
Cordy: You think?

Holland: Took me a while to realize how the world was put together and where I belonged in it. And actually the world isn't that complicated. It's designed for those who know how to use it.

Angel: How am I supposed to fight evil if they won't even put it behind bars?
Cordy: It's not your fault.
Angel: No, it's not my fault. I-I didn't cause it, and I can't fix it. I can't do anything about it.

Angel: How am I expected to do battle if I can't even get into the ring?
Wesley: You have a place, Angel. Our battle will be fought elsewhere.
Angel: It's still their world, Wesley. Structured for power - not truth. It's their system, and it's one that works. It works because there is no guilt, there is no torment, no consequences. It's pure. I remember what that was like. Sometimes I miss that clarity.
Cordy: But not the trying to kill your friends and family part, right? Just checking!
Angel: Nothing ever changes.

Lindsey: Well, our files aren't 100 percent, - but I guess it's fair to say that - you've never seen anything like real poverty. I'm talking dirt poor - no shoes - no toilet. Six of us kids in a room, and come flue season it was down to four. - I was seven when they took the house. They just came right in and took it. - And my daddy is being nice, you know? Joking with the bastards while he signs the deed. Yeah, so we had a choice. Either you got stepped on or you got to stepping and I swore to myself that I was not going to be the guy standing there with the stupid grin on my face - while my life got dribbled out...
Angel: I'm sorry. I nodded off. Did you get to the part where you're evil?

Lindsey: The righteous shall walk a thorny path.

Gunn: Whoo-whoo! My god! They told me it was true, but I didn't believe them. Damn, here it is! Evil white folks really do have a Mecca. Now, now, girls, don't get all riled up. OW! Did you just step on my foot? Is that my foot you just stepped on? Are you assaulting me - up in this haven of justice? Somebody get me a lawyer because my civil rights have seriously been violated. Oh, I get it, I get it. You all can cater to the demon, cater to the dead man, but what about the black man!

Lee: Shouldn't we've been memoed or something?
Lilah: That's why they call them random mind readings.

Holland: Are you afraid? Well, that's understandable. You betrayed this firm by allaying yourself with someone who has given us a great deal of grief. You've stolen important documents from our vault. Tried to sabotaged an extremely important case. And in the course of this egregious behavior, you lied to us. More importantly, to me. Did I leave anything out?

Cordy: Hey, guess what they've been doing all day?
Wesley: Uh... saving the world?
Cordy: Well, yeah. But they've been breaking encrypted computer files, too!
Angel: What are the odds, huh?
Cordy: I know. What? Oh, no one, just Wesley.
Angel: Cordelia, can she get us in?
Cordy: Uh huh. Uh huh. Uh huh. Willow says hey.
Angel and Wesley: Hey.

Wesley: If I'm right, the Prophecies of Aberjian - for centuries thought lost. I translated some of the text. As I said, it mentions the children you saved today. But that's not all. I-I also believe I know why you were drawn to it. There is an entire passage - about you. It doesn't call you by name, but it tells of a vampire with a soul. This doesn't surprise you?

Wesley: There is a design, Angel. Hidden in the chaos as it may be, but it's there. And you have your place in it.

Holland: Lindsey, haven't you learned anything? No one has their own life. We're all part of something larger.

Holland: Why did you come back? To return some disks? Take a moral stand? I don't think so. You walked in that door and called me by my first name. You never did that before. You wouldn't have had the nerve. But you're different now. You stood up to us and won. Do you know how many people have that much nerve? I can count them on one hand. I need people like that working for us.

Lindsey: You're offering me my job back?
Holland: Oh, no. I'm offering you a new job. - A permanent one, with a thundering raise and ungodly benefits. In fact, I'm offering you this very office. I'm going upstairs. - What I'm offering you, Lindsey, is the world. Now I know you pretty well, and I'm betting that you're gonna take it.
Lindsey: You may not know me as well as you think you do.
Holland: As I've been trying to tell you, that's a decision that each person has to make for himself. - If you want it it's yours. If you don't - walk out this door. - I'm going upstairs now.