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Illyria: I thought the humans would have long died out by now. Instead, you've grown bold.
Wesley: So you don't know who Fred is.
Illyria: Nor care. Bleat at me no longer; we're done.
Wesley: Yes. We are.
[He swings an axe at her head.]

Illyria: Oh. Now I remember. Winifred Burkle is the shell I'm in.
Wesley: She's the woman you killed.
Illyria: This is grief. I'm watching human grief - it's like offal in my mouth.
Wesley: If you stay here, you'll taste it every day, every second.

Angel: "Gone." What does it mean that she's gone?
Spike: Well, in the world of men, a person dies, they stay that way.
Angel: Unless you're a vampire.
Spike: Or the ghost of one that saved the world.
Angel: Or Buffy. Death doesn't have to be the end, not in our world. Rules can be broken. All you have to do ... is push hard enough.

Gunn: Wes, don't. We need him. I know how you feel--
Wesley (his voice cracks): Do you know? You didn't feel her die. She was shaking with pain and terrified and so brave. And she was better than anyone I've known, better than ... and she's gone.
Angel: I know. Now let's get her back.

Angel: Nothing could have stopped it from arriving.
Gunn: That's not completely true. I played a round of piñata with Lab Boy while you were gone. The sarcophagus was stuck in customs and it should have stayed there, but someone got it out.
Wesley: Who?
Gunn (hesitates): I'm working on it.

Gunn: What about her ... if her organs have been liquefied?
Spike: Flash fried in a pillar of fire saving the world. I got better.

Illyria (to Angel): A warrior. I was beginning to wonder if this world was void of your kind.
Spike: Plenty of us to go 'round, luv.
Illyria: Two half-breeds and a band of primitives. Is this all that challenges me now?
Angel: That - and a whole lot of bullets.

Harmony: Sorry, boss. Maybe if I stopped her back in Gunn's office--
Angel: Did she toss you out a window?
Harmony: No.
Angel: Then you're one up on me.

Spike: Back in the lab, she was standing right there in front of me, but there was no scent. Nothing. It's like she wasn't even there.
Angel (looks down): I know.
Spike: Look, I want Fred back as much as any of us ... but seeing her there, like that, maybe she really is--
Angel: No. I lost Cordelia because some thing violated her. It crawled inside, used her up. No way in hell am I letting that happen again.

Harmony: The girl of your dreams loved you. That's more than most people ever get.
Wesley (quietly): I know. But it isn't enough.

Wesley: Knox was in contact with the doctor. But you already know that, don't you?
Gunn: Yeah, one of my sources--
Wesley: Don't.

Angel: What the hell did you do?!
Wesley: What I had to.
Angel: I don't remember seeing "stab Gunn" on the agenda this morning.
Wesley: I avoided the major organs. He'll probably live.
Angel: Is that supposed to make it all right?
Wesley: Nothing is all right! Nothing will ever be all right.

Wesley: Waiting for her return.
Spike: To Los Angeles?
Wesley: This is where her temple was millions of years ago, and it's still here.
Angel: Well, you think I would've remembered seeing something like this parked next to The Ralph's.

Illyria: Your breed is fragile: how is it they came to control this world?
Knox: Opposable thumbs. Um, fire. Television. What they lack in strength, they make up for in extraordinary sneakiness.

Illyria: The gateway is blocked.
Knox: I was afraid of that. Wolfram & Hart probably threw a lock on it. They're big on things happening on their timetable.
Illyria: The wolf, ram, and hart? In my time they were weak, barely above the vampire.

[Wes shoots Knox, while Angel talks of fighting to save people.)
Angel: Were you even listening?

Illyria (sees her broken temple): It can't be ... It's gone ... My world is gone.
Wesley: Now you know how I feel.

Spike: That offer still good? Send me abroad, roving agent and all?
Angel: Yeah, it's still good.
Spike: Great. Maybe we should send Gunn. Before Wes has another poke.

Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?
Wesley: There's love. There's hope - for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy. That your life will lead you to some joy. That after everything, you can still be surprised.


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