- Woman: Thank you! Thank you! That thing was gonna kill me!
- Spike: Well, what do you expect? Out alone in this neighborhood - I got half a mind to kill you myself, you half-wit.
- Woman: What?
- Spike: I mean, honestly, what kind of retard wears heels like that in a dark alley? Take two steps, break your bloody ankle.
- Woman: I was just trying to get home!
- Spike: Well, get a cab, you moron! And on the way, if a stranger offers you candy, don't get in the van!
- [to himself]
- Spike: Stupid cow.
- Spike: What are you gawking at?
- Lindsey McDonald: A guy like you, whiling away his time in some cheesy downtown strip dive. Look like somebody who's feeling kinda lost.
- Spike: Is that right? Funny, thought I knew exactly where I was.
- [Points at the sign over the stage]
- Spike: Place called the Peppermint Stick.
- [Points at the pole dancer]
- Spike: Prima ballerina up there's Sunshine. Though I'm fairly certain that's not her real name.
- Charles Gunn: [Gunn enters Wesley's office and greets Wesley and Fred] You guys are gonna want to see this.
- [Hands Wesley a report]
- Charles Gunn: Been getting reports of a vigilante prowling the streets last night. A vampire, apparently.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Angel never left his penthouse.
- [Reads from the paper]
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: "Vigilante reportedly killed 2 vampires at a gas station, then asked the women he saved if they'd, quote, like to get a bottle of hootch and listen to some Sex Pistols records with him."
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Are we sure Angel's just tired and not, um... crazy?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Yes, oddly, once again we find ourselves in a bit of a gray...
- Angel: Don't...
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: ...area.
- Angel: - say that! Can we just get through one damn day without saying that?
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [Dream Sequence: Fred is dissecting Angel] There's your soul!
- [Holds up a dead goldfish in a bowl]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Ooh. We're gonna have to flush this.
- [Hands it to an incongruous bear]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Thank you, bear.
- [Turns back to Angel]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Huh.
- Angel: What's wrong?
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Nothing. I can't seem to find anything wrong with you. I mean... except that you're empty. There's nothing left. Just a shell.
- [Leans over his gaping torso]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: I think I can hear the ocean in there. Hello? Hello?
- Spike: Look... I told Angel, and I'll tell you. A place like that doesn't change... not from the inside. Not from the out. You sign on there, it changes you. Puts things in your head. Spins your compass needle around 'till you can't cross the street without tripping the proverbial old lady and stepping on her glasses. And it's not like I wasn't there, gents. Like I wasn't watching you. Had to haunt the damn place, remember?
- Charles Gunn: Things aren't that cut-and-dried, Spike. We're making a difference. We're just... playing by a new set of rules.
- Spike: So what? You want me to... put on a suit, come play with you?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Something like that.
- Spike: I can't believe Angel would sign off on that. Unless... he doesn't know you're here, does he? Hedging our bets, are we, boys?
- Charles Gunn: That's not how it is.
- Spike: And the compass needle keeps spinning. And the world gets murkier and murkier.
- Lorne: [Dream sequence: Lorne, Angel, and barmaid Harmony are in a saloon. Lorne is at the piano] Now you're gettin' it. Everything hurts, and then we die. Or in your case, everything hurts and... then you go on...
- [Hits a low note on the piano]
- Lorne: and on...
- [Hits a lower note on the piano]
- Lorne: and on...
- [Hits a lower note on the piano]
- Lorne: and on.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: We didn't sell out, we're changing the system from the inside.
- Charles Gunn: Y'know, when you say it out loud it sounds really naïve.
- Charles Gunn: What I want to know is how that thing even got in here in the first place.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: We're checking the firm's storage facilities. It's possible that a specimen escaped or...
- Angel: [to Eve] You. You brought it.
- Eve: Me?
- Angel: You were here.
- Eve: I had a cameo in your little dream sequence? That's so sweet.
- Angel: You put the big one on me after I killed the other one.
- Charles Gunn: The other one?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Angel, there was only one.
- Angel: No.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Maybe you were confusing reality with your hallucinations?
- Angel: Uh-uh. Changed your clothes.
- Eve: Yeah. I do that sometimes, after a long day.
- Angel: But you didn't change your earrings. You were wearing those in my hallucination, except I haven't seen you for days.
- Eve: I've worn them before. Hey, I can't be held responsible for how you dress me in your fantasies.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: You did change your clothes, Eve, and I've never seen those earrings before today.
- Lindsey McDonald: [to Spike, as "Doyle"] You just saved a girl's life. It's nothing to laugh off. Though you could try being a little nicer next time. You almost made her cry.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [In Angel's dream] Spike, you single-handedly ended Armageddon and turned the world into a beautiful, happily-ever-after, candy mountain place where all our dreams come true!
- [gestures toward the window - Outside, downtown Los Angeles is depicted as a fairytale castle with blue skies and green hills and bright sunshine]
- Spike: Beautiful, isn't it?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: If you want to save the world, we've got the resources to help you do it.
- Spike: No offense, Mr. Vader, but I've got no itch to join the evil empire.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [Dream sequence: Lorne, Angel, and barmaid Harmony are in a saloon. Fred, Wesley, and Gunn are at a bar table] I told you he was empty.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Yes, but this is ridiculous! We paid good money for this. We paid blood for this.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [Dream sequence: Angel is sitting in the middle of a peaceful, sunlit meadow. Fred, Wesley, Gunn, and Lorne appear] This is really nice.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: You can stay as long as you like. Stay forever.
- Angel: No... there's so much work to do.
- Charles Gunn: It's fine. We got it covered.
- Angel: But I'm not supposed to be here.
- Lorne: Enough fighting, Angel-heart. Time to let freedom ring. Let yourself go.
- Angel: But I'm not finished.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: You are if you want to be.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: It'll be fine. Great, actually. All you have to do is stop caring.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [Dissecting Angel in a dream] There's your liver.
- [Tosses it into a bucket]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [Pulls out two round internal organs] Oh, there's your kidneys.
- [tosses them into the bucket]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [Angel looks alarmed as Fred continues to peer about in his open chest] Oh, don't worry. You're a vampire. You don't need this stuff anyway. Probably should've had it removed a long time ago.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Oop!
- [Reaches deeper inside Angel's chest, causing him to groan in discomfort]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Ah!
- [pulls out a walnut in its shell]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: There's your heart!
- [Looks at it and chuckles]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Hey! What do you know? It is a dried-up little walnut.
- [Shows it to Angel, then throws the walnut into the bucket with a loud clank]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: So far so good. Let's see...
- [Fred reaches further into Angel, causing him to groan in pain]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Oop!
- [Pulls a long strand of beads out of Angel's body, smiles, puts the necklace around her neck]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [Continues to search while Angel groans; inspects something small and black she pulled out of his body] Raisins.
- [Eats one of the raisins]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Unh!
- [pulls a Mexican license plate out of Angel's chest]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Hmm. Came up the gulf stream, huh?
- [Tosses the license plate over her shoulder, and it lands on the floor with a clatter]
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Oh! Hey! Did you talk to Spike?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: We did.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: What'd he say?
- Charles Gunn: Oh, you know... stuff.
- Angel: [Describing his dreams] It seemed... real. All of it.
- Angel: [to Fred] You were dissecting me, taking things out of me, and there was this... bear.
- Angel: [to Lorne] You called yourself Honky-Tonk, tried to get me to sing, but...
- [trails off, not finishing his thought]
- Angel: [to Gunn] You were big with the heckling.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: I say we make a pre-emptive strike. Remove him before he and his followers go underground.
- Charles Gunn: Assassination?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: We're talking about an evil warlock here. The longer we wait, the more powerful he becomes.
- Charles Gunn: I don't plan on waiting.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Really? What is your plan?
- Charles Gunn: We open a can of Machiavelli on his ass.
- Harmony Kendall: [condescendingly] It's Matchabelli, Einstein, and it doesn't come in a can.
- Harmony Kendall: I'm not allowed to talk to Accounting without Angel's approval. I accidentally authorised a few Bath of the Month subscriptions.