Eternity
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Angel: And I thought I knew eternity.
Rebecca: He doesn't know who I am.
Cordy: He's culturally retarded that way.
Rebecca: So . . . you make a habit of this sort of thing, Angel?
Cordy: Oh, it's like his purpose in life. Angel is the dark avenger, only not too dark. Happy dark.
Angel: Cordelia. You're here. And with a cross.
Cordelia: And along with three double half-caf, non-fat, skinny lattes.
Angel: And a cross.
Cordelia: Well, judging by the outfit, I guess it's safe to come in. Evil Angel would've never worn those pants.
Angelus: No, you weren't afraid. You looked into that mirror and all you saw was yourself. But that's all you've ever seen, Rebecca, and that's what really frightens you. This isn't about the way the studio or the network or your fans see you. It's about how you see yourself. Your own reflection has been corrupted into something unrecognizeable. You think you want it to stay the same? What you really want is to make it disappear.
Angelus: Tell you what. I'll tortue you for a few unbelievably long hours, and then you can tell me if this is the life for you.
Rebecca: You're just trying to scare me.
Angelus: Is it working?
Rebecca: This isn't you.
Angelus: They always mistake me for the character I play. They never see the real me.
Rebecca: I'm . . . I just wanted to --
Angelus: Be like me? Hey, can't blame you. I'm one happy fella.
Wesley: What did you give him?
Rebecca: Does it matter?
Cordy: Well, if he'll all homicidal, I'm thinking, yeah!
Angelus: 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. Well, good news, Wes, old boy . . . you don't really have an inferiority complex. You're just simply inferior.
Angelus: You were really, let me tell you, bad.
Cordy: Stop it.
Angelus: Why? You didn't. I mean, I've been to Hell, but that was so much worse.
Cordy: (takes out water) Back off!
Angel: (laughs) What are you going to do? Melt me?
Cordy: One more step and you'll find out. You think this is just water?
Angel: You're bluffing.
Cordy: Am I? You don't think I wasn't ready for this, do you? That I wasn'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.
Angel: That's just drinking water.
Cordy: Fresh from a mountain spring, delivered right to our door, -- then blessed every second Tuesday by Father Mackie, the local parish priest, while you're down in the Batcave, sleeping off the better part of the day. You don't believe me? Have some!
(she throws it at him, and he turns away, shielding himself from the impending pain. He then looks up at her, realizing it's just water)
Cordy: And the Oscar goes to . . .
