Angel (TV Series)
Redefinition (2001)
Charisma Carpenter: Cordelia Chase
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Quotes
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[first lines]
Cordelia Chase : What just happened? Can someone explain to me what just happened here?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : I believe we were fired.
Charles Gunn : Canned.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Let go.
Charles Gunn : Axed.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Shown the door.
Charles Gunn : Booted.
Cordelia Chase : Alright! I get it! But what just happened? Fired! Angel fired us?
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Cordelia Chase : You see, that's what I'm saying. If Wesley hadn't been all shaking his finger...
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : No, no, no.
Cordelia Chase : And, no, no, no, this whole Darla thing woulda have just... you know blown over.
Charles Gunn : What?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Blown over? Angel is obsessed with Darla. Obsessions don't just blow over.
Charles Gunn : Right.
Cordelia Chase : Well, you certainly didn't help by making him feel guilty about it. You shamed him into firing us.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : You're blaming this on me?
Cordelia Chase : I'm not blaming... Yes, I'm blaming you. You get the blame.
Charles Gunn : I don't know. I mean, if I had to listen to you two, day in, day out. Snipe, snipe, snipe. Bitch, bitch, bitch! I figure y'all got off easy, 'cause I would have killed you.
Cordelia Chase : [scoffs] That's rich, coming from Mr. "I-Don't-Take-Orders-Now-Where-Do-I-Stick-My-Axe?"
Charles Gunn : What does that supposed to mean?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Well, Gunn... You've never been very supportive of Angel's leadership role. I remember a certain shroud...
Charles Gunn : Hold up, hold up. Are you trying to tell me this is my fault?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Well, how is a man supposed to run a business if his employees won't follow directives?
Charles Gunn : Was one of his directives, "Hire a pansy-ass British guy?".
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : My ass is not pansy!
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Cordelia Chase : Darla. It's all about Darla. One thing you can say about Angel, at least he's consistent. It's always some little blonde driving him over the edge.
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Cordelia Chase : Wesley!
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Cordelia! How... odd to see you.
Cordelia Chase : What are you doing here?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Me? Oh, I just came in for a drink.
Cordelia Chase : Ah, because only demon karaoke bars have those. You were gonna sing.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Sing? Oh, dear Lord, no. No. I merely... What are you doing here?
Cordelia Chase : Oh! Ah, well... I was umm in the neighborhood.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : You live fifteen miles away.
Cordelia Chase : Well, you know L.A. It's all one really big neighborhood.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : I see.
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Charles Gunn : What about her? Maybe if she'd had a couple more visions, Angel would have been too distracted to think about this Darla chick, huh?
Cordelia Chase : Earth to retards! If you have an obsession, you pretty much squeeze it into your schedule, no matter what!
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Ah-ha! So you admit it is an obsession.
Cordelia Chase : No... I mean, yes, but no!
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Hypocrite.
Cordelia Chase : Ass pansy!
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Cordelia Chase : Vampires. Sloth demons. You know what's really, really evil? Tequila.
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Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Come to find your destiny, have you?
[Cordelia nods]
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : And who was gonna help you with that?
Cordelia Chase : Shania Twain or Madonna. I hadn't decided.
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Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : So, I'll assume it's not Madonna. But what song were you gonna sing?
Charles Gunn : You wouldn't know it.
Cordelia Chase : Well, I, for one, would just like to point out the patheticness that is us. This is all Angel's fault. Hope he's happy now. All alone in his demon world with no one to talk to.
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Cordelia Chase : So how do we find her?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : We start with basics. First, we examine the area for any tell-tale signs of a particular kind of... eugh.
Charles Gunn : There's different kinds of "eugh"?