"Don't be coy with me. You're in no position."
"Armed! Like a naked savage!"
"This is really much too poetic a way to die. . ."
"De-crucify the Angel or I'll melt your face off!"
"I've regained the will to fly!"
"I find horrible the idea that one could do to me what I do to others."
"I'm just not the tube type."
"Do you think that's wise?"
"Oh! It's sort of nice, isn't it?"
"Look! The energy cables are shrinking! You've turned them into faggots!"
"You are so good . . . you made the Mathmos vomit!"
"Why don't you give him mouth to mouth?"
"An Angel has no memory!"