- Charles Gunn: Okay, I'm still tryin' to get this family tree straight. Darla sired Angel.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Correct.
- Charles Gunn: And Angel sired this Drusilla.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Back when he and Darla were together, yes.
- Charles Gunn: But, before Angel got his soul back, right?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Certainly.
- Charles Gunn: Now these lawyers, they brought Darla back as human. Now this Drusilla vamp goes and bites Darla?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: So it would seem.
- Charles Gunn: Making her a vampire again.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: That's the cosmological upshot, yes. Darla's human self has died, and some time before dawn, unless Angel can stop it, she will rise again, a soulless demon.
- Charles Gunn: So that means...
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Clock is ticking.
- Charles Gunn: No, no, what I'm sayin' is, that means the granddaughter remade the grandmother.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Oh. Yes.
- Charles Gunn: Man, somehow that weirds me out more than the whole blood-suckin' thing.
- [last lines]
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Right now, the three of us are all that's standing between you and real darkness.
- Charles Gunn: Best believe that, man.
- Angel: I do.
- [long pause]
- Angel: You're all fired.
- Lilah Morgan: For God's sake, help us.
- Holland Manners: Angel, please. People are going to die.
- Angel: And yet, somehow, I just can't seem to care.
- Holland Manners: Ladies. How...?
- Darla: Your wife was kind enough to invite us in, Holland.
- Holland Manners: Ah.
- Drusilla: Very sweet, she was. Like clover.
- [licking blood of her lips]
- Drusilla: And honey.
- Darla: Just think of it as our way of giving you what you want.
- Holland Manners: What would I...?
- Darla: I believe you said something about... a massacre.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: And you just walked away?
- Angel: No, I walked to my car and then I drove away.
- Charles Gunn: You didn't do anything?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: You allowed Darla and Drusilla to have free reign?
- Angel: I didn't bring either one of them into this. They did.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: You could've stopped them.
- Angel: And I will.
- Cordelia Chase: When? After they've finished off all the people you don't like?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Angel, well it's certainly true these lawyers brought this on themselves. But what you did...
- Cordelia Chase: Is wrong.
- Charles Gunn: You went too far.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: We've all been worried about you. And I guess it's fair to say we all share some of the blame. We should've spoken up sooner.
- Charles Gunn: And louder.
- Cordelia Chase: You have to change the way you've been doing things. Don't you see where this is taking you?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Listen to her.
- Angel: They're out there, both of them.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: So you did find them, then. Where are they now?
- Angel: I don't know.
- Cordelia Chase: But you know where they're going to be?
- Angel: Not exactly.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: But yet you have your suspicions?
- Angel: Actually, I don't.
- Cordelia Chase: So, it's more like a hunch?
- Angel: Wouldn't say hunch.
- Cordelia Chase: Would you say inkling? Please tell me you could at least say inkling.
- Drusilla: I hear the sirens. They don't know if the world will be in the morning.
- Lilah Morgan: [to Lindsey] Are the police coming?
- Lindsey McDonald: No. She senses what this place was built for.
- Guy: [to Darla whilst she's embracing Drusilla] You two wanna move it out of the street? Yeah that's right sweetheart, why don't you and your girlfriend take the makeout session on home. The rest of us have lives.
- Darla: [she transforms into her vampire appearance] Not for long.
- [first lines]
- Charles Gunn: Were almost there. Yo! Anybody home?
- Cordelia Chase: Oh my God! Angel!
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: What happened?
- Charles Gunn: I don't know. He's kinda been in and out. I only got half the story. Half of it didn't make sense.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Angel. There's no time, no time. Okay, okay. Let's sit him down here.
- Cordelia Chase: Where was he?
- Charles Gunn: Coming from the motel.
- Cordelia Chase: Darla's motel?
- Angel: I should've heard them.
- Charles Gunn: I managed to get him to the truck without him bursting into flames or anything.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: He's hurt.
- Charles Gunn: This was a wreck. Something went down. Something not good.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Angel?
- Angel: I was just so... so tired.
- Cordelia Chase: Where is Darla?
- Charles Gunn: I don't know. She weren't there.
- Cordelia Chase: I knew it. She did this to him. I knew she couldn't be trusted.
- Angel: She's dead.
- Cordelia Chase: What?
- Angel: I should've stopped them. They made her drink.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Angel?
- Angel: She didn't want to. You think that you can resist... but then it's... it's too late.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Someone made Darla drink?
- Angel: It was "her".
- Cordelia Chase: Okay, way too many pronouns here. Who's "her"?
- Angel: Drusilla.
- Cordelia Chase: Drusilla's here?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Good lord.
- Charles Gunn: Who's Drusilla?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Angel? Angel?
- Charles Gunn: Am I right in guessing this Drusilla's got a set of teeth?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Yes, she's a vampire.
- Charles Gunn: I think I'm stating to get the picture now.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Perhaps you should sit down.
- Angel: I have to find her.
- Cordelia Chase: Drusilla?
- Charles Gunn: [Angel looks in cabinet] She probably ain't in there.
- Cordelia Chase: He's delirious.
- Angel: I can save her.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Save whom?
- Angel: Darla.
- Cordelia Chase: Okay, here's the list of local cemeteries, funeral homes and mausoleums.
- Charles Gunn: You're telling me we have to go to each one of these places and start digging up fresh graves?
- Angel: Drucilla will want to put the body in the ground.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Angel, are you certain about this? A burial isn't necessary for a newly made vampire.
- Angel: It would be for Drusilla. She's a classicist.
- Cordelia Chase: She's a loony.
- Angel: Forget mausoleums. Stick with cemeteries, something with a view of the night sky.
- Cordelia Chase: So, just outside cemeteries, then?
- Charles Gunn: It doesn't narrow it down much.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: If it's just a burial she's after, one doesn't need a cemetery. Just dirt, really.
- Cordelia Chase: Still not narrowing. Whole planet, pretty much made up of dirt.
- Cordelia Chase: Hitting the pause button. Wolfram and Hart? As in vampire detectors, cracked security system and armed guards. Nice plan, General Custer!
- Drusilla: You have beautiful skin.
- Lilah Morgan: I moisturize.
- Drusilla: That was very thoughtful of you.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Listen to her! Right now the three of us are all that's standing between you and real darkness.
- Charles Gunn: Best believe that, man.
- Angel: I do. - You're all fired.
- Angel: I'd be careful who you offer that hand to, Mr Manners. You might just lose it. Isn't that right, Lindsey?