Quotes from Redefinition
Cordelia: 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.
Virginia: He fired you? He can't fire you. You're on a mission to protect the innocent, you can't fire someone on a mission. What did he say, exactly?
Wesley: You're fired.
Angel: I'm not on their level, but I can get there.
Lilah: Oh, what's wrong, Lindsey, you bitter 'cause your girlfriend didn't slit my throat?
Lindsey: That might be overstating it, more like bummed.
Lilah: If they're looking for a scapegoat we might as well grow horns and start eating garbage.
Darla: During my stint as Wolfram & Hart's puppet, something occurred to me: I loathe being used. If I recall, I sent you a fifteen body memo to that effect.
Wesley: Bloody Mary.
Bartender: Want real blood with that?
Wesley: Uh, bloodless, thanks.
Lilah: One of us is gonna die, Lindsey.
Lindsey: Everybody dies, Lilah.
Lilah: See, but not everybody ends up in a dog food processing plant in San Pedro.
Wesley: My ass is not pansy!
Cordelia: Vampires, sloth demons... you know what's really really evil? Tequila.
Wesley: We came, we sang, we... fought the urge to regurgitate.
Darla: Why is everybody trying to make this about Angel? I mean, for God's sake, can't a woman wreak a little havoc without there being a man involved?
Coredelia: It's always the same, smelly old abandoned buildings. Are there no demon hide-outs in Beverly Hills?
Gunn: This thing nearly ripped us to shreds.
Cordelia: Yeah, but out of everybody here, which one of us is the dead one?
Drusilla: Oh, it's beautiful. Dank and dark, it reeks of death.
Darla: That's motor oil, Dru.
Drusilla: Dead already? Bad soldiers.
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