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Holland Manners : Welcome to the Home Office.
Angel : [sees the place where they were] This isn't...
Holland Manners : Oh, you know it is. You know that better than anyone. The things you've seen. The things you've... well, done. You see, if there wasn't evil in every single one of those people out there... why, they wouldn't be people. They'd all be angels. Have a nice day.
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Angel : You know... I've... Well, I really couldn't help but notice the goats. Yeah, a lot of goats. Goats, many. Those are goats, guys!
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Angel : You're not gonna win.
Holland Manners : Well... no. Of course we aren't. We have no intention of doing anything so prosaic as "winning."
[Holland laughs]
Angel : Then why?
Holland Manners : I'm sorry. Why what?
Angel : Why fight?
Holland Manners : That's really the question you should be asking yourself, isn't it? See, for us, there is no fight. Which is why winning doesn't enter into it. As a corporation, we go on... no matter what. You see, Angel... our firm has always been here on Earth... in one form or another. The Spanish Inquisition. The Khmer Rouge Genocide... one of my favorites. I personally was there. We were here when the very first modern cave man clubbed his neighbor on the head with a rock for stealing his dinner. See, we're in the hearts and minds of every single living being on this planet. And that, friend, is what's making things so difficult for you. That is the source of Wolfram & Hart's power. You see, the world doesn't work in spite of evil, Angel. It works with us. It works because of us.
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Cordelia Chase : I don't even know what you are anymore.
Angel : I'm a vampire. Look it up.
[he walks out]
Cordelia Chase : [about Angel] What a jerk!
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Cordelia...
Cordelia Chase : I mean if it was anybody else, I would just say 'get laid, already!
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Cordelia...
Cordelia Chase : [pacing] But, no, not him. One decent boff, and he switches to evil psycho-vamp. Which, in a way, would be better for everyone. Better for him, because he'd get some, and better for us, because then we could
[makes a staking motion]
Cordelia Chase : stake him afterwards.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce : Cordelia, ambulance.
[Wesley's wound is bleeding]
Cordelia Chase : Oh, my God.
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Holland Manners : [sarcastic] Well, isn't this exiting? Going straight to the source of Wolfram & Hart. So, what's the big plan, Angel? Destroy the Senior Partners? Smash Wolfram & Hart out of existence once and for all?
Angel : Something like that.
Holland Manners : Hmmm. So tell me, just what do you imagine that would accomplish in the end I mean?
Angel : It will be the end.
Holland Manners : Well, the end of you... certainly. But I meant in the larger sense.
Angel : In the larger sense, I really don't give a crap.
Holland Manners : Now, I know that's not true. Be honest. You've got the tiniest bit of "give a crap" left. Otherwise, you wouldn't be going on this kamikaze mission.
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Angel : Tell me about the ring.
Denver : The Band of Blacknil. Simple thing. Plan. You wouldn't give it a second glance in a pawn shop. But it's the source of its power to move between the dimensions. And that's what it'll use to get here. And get back.
Angel : Get back?
Denver : Well, sure.
Angel : Well can anyone use this ring?
Denver : How do you mean?
Angel : Will it get me back to the Home Office, or wherever it came from?
Denver : It might. If you're insane. Do you realize what this Home Office probably is?
Angel : I think I have a pretty good idea.
Denver : Hell. Why the heck would you want to go to Hell? You're gonna try to go down there and destroy the whole lot of them! Aren't you?
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Holland Manners : [clapping] Congratulations. Great victory.
Angel : You're...
Holland Manners : Holland Manners.
Angel : ...not alive.
Holland Manners : Oh, no. I'm quite dead. Unfortunately my contract with Wolfram and Hart extends well beyond that... beyond my own lifespan. Hop on in. You've certainly earned it. No, I'm not a ghost either or a vampire. It's just me. Dead me. See? Home Office, wasn't it? I should mention the trip is one way. If there are no objections, I suggest we get going. It's rather a long ride.
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Angel : You've read them. You've seen it. You know what's coming.
Lorne : Now, Angel cakes. You wouldn't appreciate it if I were to blab your personal stuff to every Tom, Dick and vampire that walked in the door, would ya?
Angel : Is it bad?
Lorne : Oy. But I really can't divulge to you what I read in another being. But I can tell you what I overheard in the men's restroom. It's coming Friday. And it's got all their legal briefs in a twist about it.
Angel : What?
Lorne : Well, about every seventy five years, your friends over at Wolfram and Hart have this review. I think the general angst is not so much about the review, but more about the reviewer. And, let's just say it ain't Rex Reed.
Angel : What is it?
Lorne : It's evil... It's dark... It's merciless. Actually, now that I say it out loud, it sounds an awful lot like Rex, doesn't it?
Angel : Maybe you could just tell me in one word what it is.
Lorne : Not likely. But I can tell you in two. Senior partner.
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Lorne : Look, all these messy rites and rituals crashing all over town? They don't mean anything. Nervous children trying to score as many brownie points as they can before Daddy gets home. I got news - Daddy? Not impressed. Anyhow, stopping those won't prevent it from passing into our world on Friday.
Angel : What is "It" and how do I stop it?
Lorne : I don't know, and you don't.
[long pause]
Lorne : Almost anything that can manifest, in order to move in this dimension, can be killed. Kinda the downside to being here. That, and the so-called musicals of Andrew Lloyd Webber.
[pause]
Lorne : "The Band of Blacknil". Don't ask me what it means, I don't know. I shouldn't even have given you that much.
Angel : Thanks.
Lorne : Hey, "Home Office". I picked it up from half a dozen of them tonight.
Angel : What does it mean?
Lorne : Could be the source. Who knows? Now, stop pestering me. Oh, I am picking up one other thing. They'd really like to see you dead.
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Detective Kate Lockley : Still, it's funny how these people were threatened by an intruder at their offices. The intruder I picked up, and released on the street three hours before the complainants were found massacred.
Angel : You know who's responsible for that.
Detective Kate Lockley : Yeah. But I can't figure out why Forensics is telling me now, how it looks like the suspect or suspects didn't break in. They had to break out. The victims were locked in that wine cellar with their attackers. And I think I am done helping you now.
