Compiled by Kristina

Angel: Here you go. How's your head?
Lorne: Smashing. Listen, I know I've been a wee bit jumpy the last couple of days, but did I hear a scream?
Angel: Oh, it's just Fred. I think it's a Texas thing.

Connor: She's safe. I can take care of Cordelia. Can I go?
Angel: Sure. Sorry. Wait. You should take her fuzzy slippers. Her feet get cold.
Connor: I know. She's always stealing the covers.

Angel: I didn't know Fred was getting back into physics.
Gunn: Yeah, I don't think she wanted anyone to know. I think she was afraid she lost the knack.

Fred: I-I guess I just wanted all those people I looked up to— I wanted 'em to see me too. And then I got sucked into Pylea and, well, when you're a cow-slave, you don't want anyone to see you at all.

Wesley: Well, look, a bribe. How thoughtful. No, it can't be a bribe. Must be a setup.
Lilah: Can't it just be... a gift? Open it.

Angel: Fred skipped the minors and went straight to the show.

Gunn: Listen, man, I'm gonna need simultaneous translating on this thing. You know, like the President with the Russians. But just gimme the highlights.
Angel: No problem. Of course, I have no idea what she's talking about.
Gunn: Will you tell Fred that? If she thinks we're both stupid, I won't stand out as much.

Lilah: Hey, if this is about the jolly green demon— I could've had him killed, but do I hear a "thank you"?

Lilah: You know, Angel, coming from you, idle threats are so.... well, idle.
Angel: You remember when I ripped your car in half?
Lilah: Yeah, yeah, hulk smash...

Gunn: Never liked the paint in here. Yeah, let's—let's redo the place, really make it ours.
Fred: I-I was just... I couldn't sleep.
Gunn: Fred, demons, portals— that happens. Doesn't mean you're going back to Pylea.
Fred: Every time I close my eyes, I see it. Like it's happening all over again. Gunn: Well, get on it, 'cause when my girl's not happy — I'm not happy!
Clerk: Jeez! He gonna hurt me?
Gunn: Think Daredevil 181. I'm Bullseye, you're Electra. One wins, one dies. Get what I'm saying?
Clerk: Yeah, but we're kinda crushing the Dark Horses.

Clerk: Like, yeah, you're Angel, right? There are whole forums on you in chat rooms, man! Who knew you actually, like, existed!

Angel: They talk about me in the chatty rooms?

Gunn: What do you mean, die?
Fred: I don't know yet. But it's gonna be about pain. The halberd could work. Acting like I'm all addlebrained talking about other dimensions. "Pylea? Never heard of it." Right. How 'bout a flail-whipping? Would that take a nice long time?
Angel: Hours, if you do it right. Not that you should do it at all. Ever.

Fred: We kill monsters every day.
Gunn: We help people. Fred, if you do this, the demons you'll be living with won't be the horned, fangy kind. They'll be the kind you can't get rid of.
Fred: You're wrong.
Angel: He's right. Whatever you do now it's nothing compared to how it'll be afterward.
Gunn: What you're talking about goes against everything you believe in. Everything we believe in. Fred, you idolized him. But don't let him be defining what you are now. Can I have the axe?

Fred: Angel and Gunn want me to be all sweetness and light. Cute little Fred. She'll turn the other cheek like a good girl. I mean, they saw what Professor Seidel is capable of. He opened that portal right in front of 'em.
Wesley: Fred, you do know that everything Angel and Gunn have told you is true. Vengeance will have a price. And once you've acted, you can't go back. You have to live with your actions forever.

Fred: You know what they say about payback? Well, I'm the bitch.

Cordy: Connor, I don't know who I am, much less where I belong, or who with. And there's a picture over there when you were a baby—it's only eight months old. There's a lot I need to figure out. I'm sorry.

Prof Seidel: Fred, I know you. You're not capable of hurting anyone.
Fred: You don't know me. Not anymore. Five years of pain and suffering in a hell dimension'll make a girl capable of a lot of things.

Angel: No more lies.
Cordy: OK. Because there's something I need to know. Were we in love?