Compiled by Kristina

Gunn: Couple of weeks ago he was wearing diapers. Now he's a teenager?
Cordy: Tell me we don't live in a soap opera.

Lorne: Well---I-I might know a guy, who knows another guy.
Groo: Is it dangerous? Gunn and I can protect you.
Lorne: Well, no. It's not dangerous, it's just awkward. This guy is all hands. I mean, hands, like fifty of them. Anybody fluid in sign language?

Lilah: Huh. Not what I expected. You know, bunch of flowers and 'get well' cards, maybe a couple of those balloons with the smiley faces on them?

Lilah: It's a shame, really, what happened. You dedicate your life to a cause, and the very people you try to help turn their backs on you.

Wes: Yes. Tragic. Now get the hell out.
Lilah: Man of your talents, scholar, man of intellect...
Wes: Deep inside knowledge of Angel Investigations.
Lilah: Did I mention that Wolfram and Hart has the finest library of mystical, occult, and supernatural reference material in the world?

Fred: Two more Robin Hood reports.

Gunn: Right. Anything else we can do for you?
Angel: Yeah. Make the sun go down.

Cordy: Isn't your neck stiff? You've been standing exactly like that all day.
Groo: Pylean warriors are trained for such endurance. I once happened upon a herd of Bur-beasts and as you know, engorged Bur-beasts will couple with anything that moves. I was forced to stand perfectly still for eleven days and nights.
Cordy: So, you were never...
Groo: No. That honor was yours, princess.

Sunny: I came here to get away from mine.---Parents should have to take like a test or something, before they can have kids. And if they're---drunks, or idiots, or evil---they should be sterilized.
Connor: If they're evil they should be killed.

Angel: I'm sorry. You just don't understand how this world works.
Connor: I understand. Sunny was nice. Now she's dead.
Angel: Connor...
Connor: Stop calling me that! My name is Steven.

Connor: My father told me everything.
Angel: Your father. - Holtz isn't your father. He's...

Connor: Come on, show me! Show me the face you used to kill my father's family. Show me! Come on! Show me!
Angel: Looks like this, son.
Connor: That's what you are.
Angel: It's part of what I am. A part I hope you will be able to accept one day.
Connor: You'd have to kill me first.

Groo: Yes. We must always consider Angel. Angel is our leader. We must obey his wishes.

Fred: So---We're just supposed to sit here with a fissure from a hell dimension in the middle of the lobby when we know someone who can help us?

Angel: You been okay? I mean---what was it like there?---Did you have any friends?---Okay, I mean, not friends. It's not like you were at summer camp. I mean, you were stuck in a---hell dimension.---Connor---I'm so sorry. I tried to get you back. I did. I tried to come after you. I would have done anything. I just... I just... I couldn't find a way in.
Connor:I found a way out.
Angel: Yeah.---You did.---You sure did.---I should've---I should've tried harder. I---I shouldn't 've quit. But you're back. And-and---and that's what's important, you know? You-you came back to me. I wanna know everything, son. I wanna know everything. Everything about you, you know, what your life's been like?

Meerna: I hope this pentagram wasn't some dark attempt to close the fissure.
Gunn: Ah, no, that was a dark attempt to open one. Different one.---Long story.

Angel: You know, if you want, you can come back to the hotel. No pressure or anything.
Connor: No, uh...
Angel: But if you, you know, if you need a place to stay.
Connor: I have to go.
Angel: You're not alone.---You know that, right?
Connor: Yeah. I know.