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Post by hitnrun017 on Jul 12, 2007 16:51:57 GMT -5
talking on the phone with Willow
Cordelia: What? Oh nobody, just Wesley.
Next: To Shanshu in LA
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Post by buffysmglover on Jul 12, 2007 17:03:37 GMT -5
To Cordy
Wesley: “It’s an ancient sacred text, not a magic eight ball.”
Next: Judgment
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Post by SlayerLV on Jul 12, 2007 22:34:13 GMT -5
Cordy: Who is it? Gunn: Gunn. Wesley: What was that? Cordy: Something about a gun. What if it's a demon with a gun? Wesley: Listen up, whoever you are, we are well armed and we know how to do battle, so if you know what's good for you... Gunn: My name is Gunn. Angel sent me.
Next Are You Now, or Have You Ever Been?
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chasmatic
Rogue Demon Hunter
In her fruitless kingdom...[Mo0:33]
Posts: 460
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Post by chasmatic on Jul 13, 2007 23:47:02 GMT -5
Yay, one of my favorites!
Thesulac: Well, I don't know about you but I'm stuffed! God I love people! (to Angel) Don’t' you? they feed me their worst and I kind of serve it right back to them, and the fear and prejudice turns to certainty and hate, and I take another bite and mmm-mmm-mmm! What a beautiful, beautiful dance! Oh, you got your feelings hurt, didn't you? See now what happens when you stick your neck out for them? They throw a rope around it! And you thought you'd made a friend. (Angel begins to walk away) News flash! You had! That's what made her the yummiest morsel of all. You reached her, buddy! Restored her faith in people. Without you she would have been just another appetizer. But you plumped her up good! Now, she's a meal that's gonna last me a lifetime! Hey, you know what? There is an entire hotel here just full of tortured souls that could really use your help. What do you say? Angel: Take them all.
NEXT: First Impressions
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Post by hitnrun017 on Jul 29, 2007 20:09:25 GMT -5
Before leaving to go save Gunn...
Cordelia: I'm gunna die.
Next: Untouched
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Post by SlayerLV on Jul 29, 2007 22:58:12 GMT -5
Wes: At least I've opened a book. Cordy: Oh, don't even try with the snooty, woolly boy. I was top 10% of my class! Wes: What class? Advanced bosoms?
Next: Dear Boy
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Post by hitnrun017 on Aug 1, 2007 23:21:33 GMT -5
Darla: If you don't shut up... I'm going to kill you.
Next: Guise Will Be Guise
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Post by SlayerLV on Aug 2, 2007 0:21:10 GMT -5
Gunn: Okay, what I want to know is how'd I live in L.A. all my life and not notice weird-ass stuff was going on? Cordy: Oh, the ass is even weirder than you think. Wes: The Host, the fellow talking to Angel over there? He helps demons, reads their souls, senses their futures ... Cordy: Yes, but he can only do it when they sing Karaoke.
Next: Darla
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Post by hitnrun017 on Aug 2, 2007 22:33:56 GMT -5
singing
Drusilla: Pretty music, pretty pretty music. They cry out for mercy.
Next: The Shroud of Rahmon
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Post by SlayerLV on Aug 2, 2007 23:09:53 GMT -5
Wesley: Have you seen Angel? I thought we might check on him. He doesn't seem to be doing much with his time lately. Cordy: Au contraire. His day is packed. Brood about Darla. Brood about Darla. Lunch! Followed by a little Darla brooding.
Next: The Trial
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Post by hitnrun017 on Aug 3, 2007 23:39:25 GMT -5
Cordelia: Yeah, you seem all calm and homey. Are you on drugs?
Next: Reunion
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Post by SlayerLV on Aug 4, 2007 0:07:32 GMT -5
Darla: As a picture. Now if we could only get some shoes to go with it. Oh, excuse me, Miss? (Steps over the dead body and looks down at a whimpering woman who is pulling herself along across the floor) Any shoe suggestions for my friend's ensemble? (The woman just keeps crying) I said, excuse me-customer with a question here! (Snapping woman's neck.) Service in this place is really unacceptable.
Next: Redefinition
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Post by hitnrun017 on Aug 4, 2007 19:22:14 GMT -5
Drusilla: He's got cow eyes. Big and black. Moooooo....
Next: Blood Money
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pesk
Potential Slayer
S8H8R
Posts: 140
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Post by pesk on Aug 4, 2007 19:37:50 GMT -5
Gunn: I thought she said he *breathed* fire!
Next: Happy Anniversary
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Post by SlayerLV on Aug 5, 2007 0:35:07 GMT -5
Angel: You want to know what my problem is? I'm screwed. That's my problem. I can't win. I'm trying to atone for a hundred years of unthinkable evil. News flash! I never can! Never gonna be enough. Now I got Wolfram and Hart dogging me, it's too much! Two hundred highly intelligent law-school graduates working fulltime driving me crazy. Why the hell is everyone so surprised that it's working? But no, it's "Angel, why you're so cranky?" "Angel, you should lighten up. You should smile. You should wear a nice plaid."
Next: The Thin Dead Line
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Post by hitnrun017 on Aug 5, 2007 21:33:44 GMT -5
Angel: I just killed a cop. Kate: I wouldn't make a joke about that in this building no matter how immortal you think you are.
Next: Reprise
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Post by SlayerLV on Aug 5, 2007 22:43:46 GMT -5
Francine: Well - nothing. - Steve says that since it's impossible to be bitten by a demon and have a - third eye grow in the back of one's head, that obviously you people are running some sort of scam, and you won't squeeze one red cent out of us. (Grabs her daughter's hand) Come on, Stephanie. Cordy: Scam? The back of your kid's head was blinking! Wesley: No, let her go. Clearly it's easier for the Sharps to cast us as con artists rather than to accept the grim reality that Skilosh spawn nearly hatched full grown out of their child's skull.
Next: Epiphany
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Post by hitnrun017 on Aug 7, 2007 22:33:01 GMT -5
Angel: Invite me in. I've never been here before, Wesley, you have to invite me in. Wesley: Well, perhaps if you'd shown a bit of interest... Angel: Wesley... demon crashes through window Wesley: Yes, no, absolutely I invite you in, IN I invite you!
Next: Disharmony
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Post by SlayerLV on Aug 7, 2007 23:33:56 GMT -5
Willow: Cordelia! Okay. We're all clear on the fact that Harmony is a vampire, right? Cordy: Oh. Harmony is a vampire? - That's why she - oh, my god, I'm so embarrassed! All this time I thought she was a great big lesbo! - Oh, yeah? Really? - Well, that's great! Good for you.
Next: Dead End
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Post by hitnrun017 on Aug 8, 2007 1:04:31 GMT -5
Angel: Kill you? Why would I kill you when I could live off you for a month? Hmm, can't you just taste that butter fat? Lindsey: You are really gross, you know that?"
Next: Belonging
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