Wesley: "And you? - How go things on your end of the good fight?"
Cordy: "I've been giving the hard sell to an empty chair. What do you think?"
Cordy: "And wow! You look half-dead. Which for someone, who's completely dead, would be - kind of neat?"
Cordy: "Vampires can't sleepwalk. I'd take one step out of the front door and his pj's would burst into flame!"
Wesley: "You've got to make it tight."
Cordy: "Like I need instructions from you. My glamorous LA life, I get to make the coffee and chain the boss to the bed. I've got to join a union."
Angel: "Cordelia, I think that's tight enough."
Cordy: "And if it turns out that we're back on the liquid lunch, better safe than cocktails!"
Wesley: "Well, all we can do now is wait."
Cordy: "Yeah. And no offence Angel, but maybe you are committing those horrible crimes just in your dreams, but even so, I don't want to stick around for your nocturnal commissions."
Angel: "I understand."
Cordy: "Okay. Well, pleasant... ah, I mean, sleep tight."
Angel: "That's pretty much a given."
Angel: "I taught him well."
Cordy: "A real psycho-wan-kenobi."
Wesley: "200 years practice. I imagine he has it down by now."
Penn: "Well, I waited. Hell, I waited until the 19th century. What happened?"
Angel: "Got held up in Romania."
Penn: "Romania. What's in Romania?"
Cordy: "So, you've discovered the seamy underbelly of the candy coated America, have you? Well, you've come to the right place! Here at Angel Investigations we won't judge, but we will charge. Now, if you only tell me how you heard of us."
Penn: "Well, you were right about one thing, Angelus. The last 200 years has been about me sticking it to my father. But I've come to realize something -- it's you! You made me! You taught me! You approved of me in ways my mortal father never did! You are my real father, Angelus."
Angel: "Fine! You're grounded."
Cordy: "They were just dreams, Angel. They weren't even your dreams. They didn't mean anything."
Angel: "But I enjoyed it."
Cordy: "It'd probably be okay if you never mentioned that part ever again."
Cordy: "Sure it's in you. We all have *something*. But it's not the only thing that's in you. You're not him, Angel. Not anymore. The name I got in my vision, the message didn't come for Angelus, it came for you. Angel. And you have to trust that whoever that Powers That Be be, - are, - is.. anyway, - they know the difference."
Cordy: "People really *do* change."
Angel: "Yes they do. And sometimes they change back. - If the day ever comes that I..."
Cordy: "Oh, I'll kill you dead!"
Cordy: "What are friends for?"