Spike: It must've been that box of flash I got in the mail.
Angel: You "got"? From who?
Spike: Don't know, don't care. But if you see him, give him a bloody kiss on the mouth for me.
Angelus: She's special, isn't she? Our Drusilla.
William: More than that. She brought me into this world. Where I was meant to be. It's like... she's my destiny.
Angel: Oh, let me guess: the lab computers are on the fritz.
Fred: Well, yeah, but that's just the tip of the fritzberg.
Angel: Okay, seal off the building. Nobody in or out until we know what we got here. Spell, virus, mass hysteria . . .
Guard: Yes, sir. (on his radio) All channels, we have a Code Black. Affirmative: we are closing Pandora's Box.
Eve: This town might not be big enough for the both of you.
Spike: Well screw this town, then. Screw this devil's funhouse, Angel - and screw you, for good measure. I think I'll take the new flesh and bones across the pond, back to Europe.
Angel: Spike . . . stay . . . Please. Europe'll still be there after we've worked this out.
Gunn: Maybe.
Angel: Probably.
Eve: So there's a cup.
Spike: "Perpetual torment"? Just know that's not gonna taste very good.
Angel: You think this is a game? People are dying.
Spike: And one of us is going to stop it. Hey, what do you know? I vote for me.
Angel: There's no voting; it's a prophecy. And the Shanshu's not about you, Spike.
Spike: Still can't accept it, can you? Sad, really. All these years believing you're the signified monkey, only to find out you're just a big hunk of nobody cares.
Angel: Is that what you think you are? A hero?
Spike: Saved the world, didn't I?
Angel: Once. Talk to me after you've done it a couple more times.
Spike: But me, I fought for my soul. Went through the demon trials. Almost did me in a dozen times over, but I kept fighting. 'Cause I knew it was the right thing to do. It's my destiny.
Angel: Really? Heard it was just to get into a girl's pants.
Spike: Every time you look at me, you see all the dirty little things I've done. All the lives I've taken . . . because of you! Drusilla sired me, but you made me a monster.
Angel: I didn't make you, Spike. I just opened up the door and let the real you out.
Spike: You never knew the real me.
Spike: Take a long look, hero. I'm nothing like you.
Angel: No. You're less. That's why Buffy never really loved you - because you weren't me.
Spike: Guess that means she was thinking about you all those times I was puttin' it to her!
Angel: Ask yourself. Is this really the destiny that was meant for you? Do you even really want it? Or is it that you just want to take something away from me?
Spike (with a shrug): Bit of both.
Fred: What happened?
Angel: I fell down . . . some stairs. Big stairs.
Angel: In the end, Spike was stronger. He wanted it more.
Gunn: Angel, it doesn't mean anything.
Angel: What if it does? What if it means that . . . I'm not the one?
