First Impressions Host: "Ooo. Send in the Clowns and Tears of a Clown -- both in one night. What a treat." Angel: "Yeah, well, uh, I was sort of going for a medley, uh, thing." Host: "Yeah, yeah. More of a duo-dley, though, wasn't it?" Host: "You've been practicing haven't you?" Angel: "A little." Host: "Probably not in front of the mirror." Angel: "I still can't believe you're here. I mean, I killed you." Cordelia: "This isn't mere dust. This is Son of Dust. This is the kind of dust that spawns countless generations of little baby dust." Cordelia: "I give up." Wesley: "Very well. We'll just move our offices back to your living room." Cordelia: "And I'm dusting?" Gunn: "Where's Angel?" Cordelia: "I believe the word is, 'hello'." Gunn: "Yeah? Cuz I thought, 'where's Angel' summed it up." Cordelia: "He's still sleeping." Gunn: "Sleepin'? It's 3:30 in the afternoon. I been up since dawn." Cordelia: "(to Wesley) Sort of missing the whole Creature of the Night angle, isn't he?" Gunn: "Could one of you go in there and knock on his coffin?" Cordelia: "He doesn't use a coffin. And maybe you've never heard the expression 'Let sleeping vampires lie'?" Cordelia: "Maybe we can help." Gunn: "You two? I find Deevak, I'm gonna need more than C3PO and Stick Figure Barbie backin' me up, no offense." Wesley: "Very little taken." David Nabbit: "Demons of the underworld beware. Your time on this earth is drawing nigh!" David Nabbit: "Got here as quick as I could." Cordelia: "We paged you two days ago." David Nabbit: "Identify yourself, traveler. Are you also a fellow demon killer?" Gunn: "Who is this guy?" David Nabbit: "Where's Angel?" Cordelia: "Actually, he's still kind of sleepy." David Nabbit: "At 3:30? I've been up since dawn." David Nabbit: "I stand ready to fight the good fight, sir. Whaddya need?" Angel: "Financial advice." David Nabbit: "Oh, that's easy. You could look into seller financing, take over the owner's payments, and skip the bank completely; or you could make a play for a preservation grant and offer to restore the original decor and get the city and the feds to give you a tax break and a loan at a sweetheart rate; or you could apply for an FHA and get a PMI in lieu of a down payment." Cordelia: "Is anybody else getting warm? Do that tax breaks, FHA, and PMI part again." Angel: "Cordy? You're driving." Cordelia: "Me? Drive your car? So cool!" Wesley: "Shotgun!" Gunn: "We're too late. He split." Cordelia: "Maybe he heard what a pleasant person you were to be around." 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. Okay, so maybe my pain isn't physical, but do you have any idea the dry cleaning bill I'm looking at?" Cordelia: "When you do find him, you may want to be a little more Guy Pierce in L.A. Confidential, and a little less Michael Madsen in Reservoir Dogs." Gunn: "I haven't bothered to see a movie since Denzel was robbed of the Oscar for Malcolm X. Later." Wesley: "That was quite a performance." Cordelia: "I know! Talk about wound up too tight." Wesley: "No. I - I mean Denzel." Cordelia: "Oh. Well, he's always great." Wesley: "(to Angel) What about you?" Angel: "Who doesn't love Denzel?" Cordelia: "Okay. I'm gonna die." Angel: "What are you doing here?" Wesley: "Gunn's in trouble. Can't. Breathe." Angel: "Gunn can't breathe?" Wesley: "I...can't...breathe." Angel: "Oh. Sorry." Wesley: "Uh. Oh, its quite all right. Now, about the naked thing." Angel: "I'll get dressed." Wesley: "Much appreciated." Cordelia: "There you go. Good as new." Joey: "I think you cracked my skull." Cordelia: "Well, that's new, right?" Cordelia: "I was just trying to help you." Gunn: "Thanks for the help. Always enhances a guy's rep when some skinny white beauty queen comes to his rescue -- in front of his crew!" Cordelia: "Whether you want to believe it or not, you are in big time danger. I'm Vision Girl. I saw you." Gunn: "Thanks for coming, buckle up, drive safe. (beat) Where's your car?" Cordelia: "Do you know what he's going to do to me when he finds out I let his car get stolen? I mean, what are the chances that a vampire has full insurance with a low deductible?" Cordelia: "You're just gonna ask them to give it back?" Gunn: "I'll say please." Cordelia: "Oh! I forgot! You'll use your famous charm, like you did this afternoon with that pigeon stool." 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!" Cordelia: "You need protection." Gunn: "And how exactly do you plan on protecting me -- with some weak-ass, lady smith battle axe?" Cordelia: "Ask Joey and his cracked skull just how weak-ass it is." Gunn: "Mace?" Cordelia: "To squirt, squirt -- right in the eyes." Gunn: "You expecting me to be jumped by a couple of purse-snatching demons?" Cordelia: "I'm your protector whether you like it or not." Gunn: "This thing better attack me soon, cuz I know I can't take much more of this." Wesley: "What's the problem?" Angel: "It's just, you know, the whole visibility issue not to mention the whole hat head thing, and I mean, when you really think about it how come I have to wear the lady's helmet?" Wesley: "Stop being such a wanker and put it on." Wesley: "Looks good. Hop on board gorgeous." Angel: "You'll pay for this." Gunn: "New acquisitions are in the garage." Cordelia: "Getting the full make over, I bet." Cordelia: "Geez. Short enough leash? Or do you just go all warm and tingly on the whole power trip thing?" 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. (pause)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. ( looks around the rrom) " 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?" Cordelia: "Are you friends with, like, every criminal in town?" Gunn: "Now, see, there you go assuming those brothers are criminals." Cordelia: "Aren't they?" Gunn: "You mean like your friend David Nabbit? You think he became a billionaire by being a good citizen?" Cordelia: "Actually, he did. He made his first millions developing software that lets blind people surf the Web. Plus, he set up a foundation that donates $20 million a year to countless charitable causes." Gunn: "Yeah, well you let me know when some of that corn trickles down to these parts." Cordelia: "Take it easy." Gunn: "I can't take it easy. I can never take it easy. Not for a second, all right? The minute I forget that, somebody like Alonna pays the price." Cordelia: "Alonna?" Gunn: "(pause) Veronica. I can't stop. I can't ever stop." Gunn: "You drive it out of here; I'll follow you home." Cordelia: "Just as soon as I find the keys." 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?" Gunn: "You must be Deevak. They told me you was ugly, but damn." Deevak: "Surival of the fittest, bro. And right now, you're not looking too fit." Wesley: "Angel, look. I found your keys. Unfortunately, this substance doesn't appear to be coming off." Angel: "What is that?" Wesley: "Demon blood. Or demon pus. Or possibly both." Gunn: "Well, you finally saved my life. I guess I should say thanks." Cordelia: "Yes, you should." Darla: "Always the protector, never the protected." Angel: "I have so many things to make up for." Darla: "And you have. You take care of so many people. But who takes care of you?" Angel: "You do." Darla: "I could just eat...you...up." |