Angel (TV Series 1999–2004) Poster

(1999–2004)

David Boreanaz: Angel, Angelus, Marcus Roscoe

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Quotes 

  • Cordelia Chase : So, um, are you still... 'Grrr'?

    Angel : Yeah. There's not actually a cure for that.

  • Angel : There are three things I don't do: tan, date and sing in public

  • Angel : Stop calling me pastries!

  • Angel : I'm sorry, I nodded off. Did you get to the part where you're evil?

  • Charles Gunn : [referring hockey]  You realize this is the whitest sport known to man?

    Angel : True. But the games are indoors and they usually play at night.

    Charles Gunn : Got you.

  • Angel : You can be a rainbow

    [hits him] 

    Angel : and not a "painbow"!

  • Angel : You never know your strength until you're tested.

  • Charles Gunn : What are you doing out here?

    Angel : Skulking. Professionally.

  • Angel : I am a detective.

    Detective Kate Lockley : Well, you see, the thing about detectives is, they have résumés. And business licenses. And last names. Pop stars and popes - those are the one-name guys.

    Angel : You got me. I'm a pope.

  • Angel : I really don't like it when people shoot me.

  • Angel : I've got two modes with people: bite and avoid.

  • Angel : Here's the plan: We go in, I start hitting people hard in the face, see where it takes us.

  • Detective Kate Lockley : I can go wherever I want, and you can go to Hell.

    Angel : Been there. Done that

  • Angel : I saw her, I'm not crazy.

    Wes : Who?

    Angel : Darla

    Wes : Where?

    Angel : Right between the clowns and the big talking hot dog.

  • Angel : I thought she was in a coma.

    Cordelia Chase : Pretty lively coma.

  • Penn : What? You don't drink so now no-one gets to?

    Angel : I don't expect you to understand.

    Penn : Oh, oh I... I understand. I was a Puritan, remember?

    Angel : It's gotta end.

    Penn : Why? Because you say so? How does that work exactly? You just wake up one morning and decide "OK, now I'm good?"

    [chuckles] 

    Penn : No, Angelus. It doesn't end. It never, ever ends. It just goes on and on.

    Cordelia : It's not the only thing that goes on and on.

  • Angel : I don't dance.

  • Angel : Fight the good fight, whichever way you can

    Allen Doyle : Tell you what. You fight, and I'll keep score.

  • Angelus : [Angelus has cut power to his office building plunging Wesley, Cordelia and TV actress Rebecca Lowell into darkness]  Looks like somebody didn't pay the power bill.

    [Angelus' dark form strolls into view] 

    Angelus : Cordelia?

    [she can't help but whimper] 

    Angelus : I'd lay odds that the phone's dead too. What do you all think? Hmmm? What happens if there's an emergency?

    Wesley : Angel, I want you to listen to me. What you're experiencing is not genuine. You've been fed a drug - it's simulating bliss. All that you're feeling is just chemical suggestion. Angel?

    Angelus : [he slowly walks forward, only a few inches away now, and his vampire face is on]  Name's Angelus.

    Wesley : I don't wish to resort to drastic measures, but unless you listen to reason I warn you...

    Angel : [cuts him off]  You're warnin' me?

    [Grins] 

    Angel : What happened, Wes? Did you suddenly grow a pair? Well, that's it, isn't it? I mean, that's the whole root of your inferiority complex.

    [his voice begins to rise] 

    Angel : Well, good news, Wes old boy! You don't really have an inferiority complex! You're just simply inferior!

    [he suddenly grabs Wes and hurls him across the room into a wall] 

    Cordelia : Wesley, no!

    [to Angelus] 

    Cordelia : Why don't you...?

    [she becomes uncharacteristicly flustered] 

    Angelus : [Angelus does the same, but much more nastily]  "Line! Of course, a time will come when Torvald is not as devoted to me!"

    [Cordelia takes a second to realise he's aping her terrible performance in a recent play] 

    Angelus : You were really... let me tell you... bad.

    Cordelia : Stop it.

    Angelus : [right in her face]  Why!

    [she gasps and recoils] 

    Angelus : You didn't. I mean, I've been to Hell but that was so much worse!

    [to Rebecca] 

    Angelus : You had to be there. I mean, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. Everybody was just laughing so hard!

    [back to Cordelia] 

    Angelus : Here's a thought. Maybe you can get Raven here to coach you? Then you'd actually... suck!

    Cordelia : [she suddenly threatens Angelus with a plastic water bottle]  Back off!

    Angelus : [sneers at it and Cordelia]  What are you gonna do? Melt me?

    Cordelia : [determined]  One more step and you'll find out. You think this is just water?

    Angelus : [a little more cautiously]  You're bluffing.

    Cordelia : Am I? You don't think I wasn't ready for this, do you? That I hadn't prepared for it? Why do you think I have a stake stashed in my desk? A cross in my bag? I think about this happening... every... single... day.

    Angelus : [Angelus looks more sure than he really is]  That's just drinking water.

    Cordelia : Fresh from a mountain spring delivered right to our door and then blessed every second Tuesday by Father Mackie, the local parish priest while you're down in the Batcave sleeping through the better part of the day. You don't believe me? Have some!

    [Cordy douses him with it but nothing happens] 

    Cordelia : And the Oscar goes to...

    [before Angelus can tear her triumphant head off Wesley comes to and knocks him into the elevator shaft, out cold] 

    Cordelia : [Angel comes to some time later, back to his old self again, but chained to the bed and Cordelia and Wesley are staring stakes at him]  Are you still evil?

    Angel : [he's groggy, but he remembers everything that happened]  Oh, I'm so sorry.

    Cordelia : Can I get another reading on that line, please?

    Angel : Rebecca, is she...?

    Cordelia : Gone. Oh, and no, she won't be keeping you on retainer as her bodyguard. I think it was the trying to murder her that lost you the gig.

    Angel : I need to apologise to both of you.

    Wesley : There's really no need.

    Cordelia : [rolls her eyes]  Er, hello?

    Wesley : It was the drugs. It couldn't be helped. Things were said. It's true.

    [stands up] 

    Wesley : But I think it best if we simply put it behind us. Move on.

    Angel : [sheepishly]  Thankyou.

    Wesley : You walk a fine line, Angel. I don't envy you.

    Angel : [just as Wesley's about to leave]  Wesley, nice moves up there.

    [he just smiles, nods and walks away] 

    Angel : Cordelia...

    Cordelia : [interrupts]  Ok. Here's something I never thought I would say to you. Wesley's right. Forget about it.

    Angel : But I really didn't mean it...

    Cordelia : Yes, you did. And I'd appreciate it if you didn't try to weasel out of it. Angelus may not be the most relaxing company but at least he's honest. Shouldn't I expect the same from the not-evil version of my friends?

    Angel : So, we're Ok then?

    Cordelia : I'm too big of a person to let something so petty get in the way of our friendship.

    Angel : I appreciate that.

    [Cordelia smiles] 

    Angel : You're not gonna untie me, are you?

    Cordelia : Pffft!

    [she saunters off] 

    Cordelia : [last lines] 

    Angel : Wesley? Cordelia?

    [meeker] 

    Angel : Guys?

  • Angel : For a taciturn, shadowy guy, I've got a big mouth.

  • Angel : This socializing thing is brutal.

  • Marcus : [Spike has hired Marcus, a vampire to torture Angel until he gives up the location of the Gem of Amara, a ring that renders any vampire unkillable]  You did terrible things when you were bad, didn't you? And now you're trying so hard to do good. But Angel, there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.

    [some of a chair Spike shattered has formed a handy stake on the floor near Angel's foot which he strains to conceal from Marcus while his back is turned] 

    Marcus : Now, I can make the pain go away.

    [he pulls a red hot poker out of Angel, making him scream in agony] 

    Marcus : And as you know, I can bring it back again.

    [he pulls the other out, and Angel screams again] 

    Marcus : What do you want, Angel? I think I know but I'd like to hear it from you. The truth... I'll know if you're lying.

    [he walks over to Angel, waiting for the answer] 

    Angel : [this is difficult, but Angel gives him the answer]  I want...

    [Marcus leans in] 

    Angel : ... forgiveness.

    Marcus : [pleased]  Yes, that's the truth. And you want to earn it. You're not the type who takes the easy way out, which is why I like you so much. In the end, you won't feel guilt... or remorse... or anything but pure darkness. In the end... the ring... the past... none of it will mean anything anymore. You'll be free. I promise.

    Angel : And I promise... to kill you.

    [Angel is just about to stake Marcus when Spike returns and takes it away] 

    Spike : Now, now! Staking the torturer is strictly prohibited.

    [for the first time, Marcus's impassive mask slips and he starts to pummel Angel, but Spike holds him back] 

    Spike : Easy, big fella. We need that ring.

    [to Angel] 

    Spike : Now, you've made him mad. Wouldn't want to be in your chains.

    Marcus : [regaining his calm facade]  It won't be long now.

    Spike : Well, what's say I... grab a pair of needle-nosed pliers and give a hand?

    [from outside the warehouse, Angel screams] 

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