ANGEL (VOICE OVER): Los Angeles. You see it at night and it shines. Like a beacon. People are drawn to it. People and other things. They come for all sorts of reasons. My reason? No surprise there. It started with a girl.

ANGEL: She was a really, really pretty girl. No she, she was a hottie girl. She, she had I mean, her hair was... You know? You kind of remind me of her. Because, because you know, the hair. I mean, the hair. (He is talking to a guy with clean-shaven head)

ANGEL: Excuse me. Excuse me. I’m sorry. But has anybody seen my car? It’s big, and it’s shiny.
A VAMPIRE: Piss off, pal!
ANGEL: Uh, breath mint?

DOYLE: I like the place. I mean it’s not much with the view, but it has a nice bat-cave sort of an air to it.
ANGEL: Who are you?
DOYLE: Doyle.
ANGEL: You don’t smell human.
DOYLE: Now that’s a bit rude. So happens that I am very much human. (Sneezes and blue spikes pop out all over his face)… On my mother’s side.

ANGEL: Sure is a cute little (Tina walks by without even noticing him) …doggie.
 

ANGEL: So, you’re, are you happy?
TINA: What?
ANGEL: Well, you look sort off down.
TINA: You’ve been watching me?
ANGEL: No! I was looking towards there … and you kind of walked through …there…

TINA: Missoula, Montana. You’ve been to Missoula?
Angel: During the depression. Uh, my depression. I…I was depressed there. It’s pretty country though.

OLIVER: You are a beautiful, beautiful man.
ANGEL: Thanks.
OLIVER: You’re an actor.
ANGEL: No.
OLIVER: I’m Oliver. Ask anyone about Oliver. I’m a fierce animal. I’m your agent as soon as you call me.
ANGEL: I’m not an actor.
OLIVER: Funny. I like that. I like the whole thing. Call me. This isn’t a come-on. I’m in a very serious relationship with a landscape architect.

ANGEL: Cordelia?
CORDELIA: Oh, my god. Angel?
ANGEL: Nice to see a familiar face.
CORDELIA: I didn’t know you were in LA. Are you living here?
ANGEL: Yeah. You?
CORDELIA: Malibu. A small condo on the beach. It’s not a private beach, but I’m young so I forbear.
ANGEL: You’re acting?
CORDELIA: Can you believe it? I mean I just started it to make some quick cash, and then boom, it was like my life! So are you still …grrr?
ANGEL: Yeah, there’s not actually a cure for that.
CORDELIA: Right. But you’re not evil, I mean you’re not here to bite people?
ANGEL: No, I’m here with a friend.
CORDELIA: 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.
ANGEL: It’s nice that she’s grown as a person.
 

CORDY: I am somebody. I matter. People will be drawn to my positive energy and help me to achieve my goals. I am right where I am supposed to be and not dying for something to eat!

CORDELIA:  Oh, god. I’m sorry! I’m getting all weepy in front of you. I probably look really scary. I finally get invited to a nice place: with no mirrors, and lots of curtains… hey, you’re a vampire!
RUSELL: What? No, I’m not.
CORDELIA: Are too!
RUSSELL: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
CORDELIA: Hey, I’m from Sunnydale. We had our own Hellmouth! I think I know a vampire when I’m alone with him…  in his fortress like home. And you know, I think I’m just feeling a little light headed from hunger. I’m just wacky. And kidding! Ha, ha.

CORDELIA: Mr. I-was-alive-for-200-years-and-never-developed-an-investment-portfolio.