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"He put the whammy on you! You stink with whammy!" -from Sense & Sensitivity

"Oh, good. Well, it was nice seeing you, but I've got to get mingly. I really should be talking to people that *are* somebody.". -from City of

It's amazing in there. What's wrong with it!?

You know what? I get it. You're a ghost. You're dead! Big accomplishment! Move on! You see a light anywhere? Go towards it!

Whoo! Cold wind! Scary. What're you gonna do? Chap me to death?

"God! Will no one shut me up?!"

"You can't fire me...I'm vision girl!"

"I don't take orders. Well, except from Angel, and at least he usually asks nicely. And besides I don't need you to tell me how to behave at a party. Trust me, I know how to blend!"

"Is anybody else getting warm? Do that tax breaks, FHA and PMI part again."

"Gunn. Stubborn. Synonyms."

"Gunn has a degree in dumb planning from Angel University. He sat at the feet of the master and learned well how to plan dumbly."

"Well, all evidence to the contrary Wes, but you're not a woman."

"What if every time you identify a demon in one of your big old books, we gave you ten bucks - or a chicken pot pie."

"Vampires. Sloth Demons. You want to know what's really, really evil? Tequila."

"Maybe it's time we pay your stoolie a little visit. Make with the chin-music until he canaries. <Wesley & Angel look at her odd> I've been watching a little noir festival on bravo."

"This is Angel: "Oh no I can't do anything fun tonight. I have to count my past sins, then alphabetize them. Oh, by the way, I'm thinking of snapping on Friday."

My teeth ar so big. I....am...pleas...ANT!

Conversations

Cordy: I can't get this bandage to...stop moving!
Angel: I'm not.
Cordy: Well, then stop breathing.
Angel: I don't breathe.
Cordy: Then stop flexing your manly boob-muscles or whatever.
Wesley: That's an ugly looking wound.
Angel: It doesn't feel pretty either.

Cordelia: Listen, Casper! You haven't won yet. I'll die before I give up this apartment! I'll die!
Maude Pierson: All right, dear. If that's what you think is best.

Cordelia: I'm not a sniveling, whining little cry-Buffy. I'm the nastiest girl in Sunnydale history. I take crap from no one! Back off Polygrip!! You think you're bad? All mean and haunty?
Picking on poor pathetic Cordy. Well, get ready to haul your wrinkly translucent ass outta this place, cuz lady.... the Bitch is back.
Maude Pierson: Do you think I'm going to take that from trash like you?
Cordelia: I'll tell you what I think. I think you're going to pack your little ghost bags and get the hell out of MY HOUSE!!!

Cordelia: I am so sick of dust.
Angel: I can't lift my arm all the way.
Gunn: This vamp did a number on my ribs.
Wesley: 'Fraid I threw my back out again.
Cordelia: Grease stains! All over my new outfit. (off looks) Okay, so maybe my pain isn't physical, but do you have any idea the dry cleaning bill I'm looking at?

Cordelia: There you go. Good as new.
Joey: I think you cracked my skull.
Cordelia: Well, that's new, right?

Gunn: You don't have a clue why I do things I do.
Cordelia: Paging Mr. Rationalization!
Gunn: Paging Miss About to Be Thrown Out of a Moving Vehicle!

Gunn: Now, we when get inside. Just shut up and stay close to me.
Cordelia: Hold on there, Generalissimo. I'm not one of your toy soldiers you can just boss around.
Gunn: I don't even want you here.
Cordelia: Too bad. I am here. And I don't take orders. [beat] Except from Angel. And at least he usually asks nicely. And besides, I don't need you how to tell me
how to behave at a party. Trust me. I know how to blend.
(Cordy looks around the crowd)
Cordelia: Okay, not exactly blending. Maybe I'll just shut up and stay close to you.

Veronica: Who's your friend?
Cordelia: Who me? I'm no friend. I mean, I'm just here on business. I'm a working girl. That came out wrong. I mean, obviously, I'm not "working girl." Not that I couldn't be if I wanted to. Of course, I could. God, that sounded stuck up, didn't it? I didn't mean to imply that I could be a working girl and you couldn't. Far from it! You'd make a great...Could you just point me to the hors d'oeuvres?

Gunn: You know, I gotta tell you. You are one high-maintenance chick.
Cordelia: The keys are here. Somewhere.
Gunn: You are *killin'* me.
Cordelia: Can't you, you know, hot wire it?
Gunn: Just cuz I know some car thieves doesn't mean I am one.
Cordelia: Hey, instead of being High Moral Ground Guy, why don't you help me find them?

Deevak: How touching. A woman willing to die with her man.
Cordelia: Oh, no. He's not my man. He's just a friend. And...about the willing to die part?

Cordelia: No think! Pay. That's an order.
Angel: Hey. How about we pretend that you work for me.
Cordelia: You are really unpleasant when you --
Angel: Then why don't we pretend that you don't.
Cordelia: You can't fire me. I'm Vision Girl.

Cordelia: "Oh, god. Im sorry! Im getting all weepy in front of you. I probably look really scary. (gets up and looks around the room) I finally get invited to a nice place with no mirrors, - and lots of curtains hey, youre a vampire!"
Russell: "What? No, Im not."
Cordelia: "Are too!"
Russell: "I dont know what youre talking about."
Cordelia: "Hey, Im from Sunnydale. We had our own Hellmouth! I think I know a vampire when Im - alone with him -in his fortress-like home. And you know, I think Im just feeling a little light headed from hunger. Im just wacky. And kidding! Ha, ha."-from City of

Cordy: "We have some serious catching up to do. How is everything? How's - how's the bronze?"
Oz: "The same."
Cordy: "And the gang?"
Oz: "They're good."
Cordy: "Good? - Good! - Good."
They look at each other for a moment.
Oz: "Are we done?"
Cordy: "Completely." -from In the Dark