- Angelus: [narrating] It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow: empty rooms, shuttered and dank... Without passion... we'd be truly dead.
- Angelus: [narrating] Passion is the source of our finest moments: the joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief.
- [first lines]
- Angelus: [narrating] Passion... It lies in all of us... sleeping, waiting. And though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir... open its jaws... and howl.
- Rupert Giles: Why did you come here? This wasn't your fight!
- [knocks him to the ground with a punch in the face]
- Buffy Summers: Are you trying to get yourself killed?
- [she begins crying, kneels down, and takes a sobbing Giles into her arms]
- Buffy Summers: You can't leave me. I can't do this alone.
- Rupert Giles: In my years as... Watcher... I've buried too many people... but Jenny was the first I've loved.
- Buffy Summers: I'm sorry... I'm sorry I couldn't kill him for you... for her... when I had the chance... I wasn't ready... But I think I finally am.
- Buffy Summers: He was in my room.
- Rupert Giles: Who?
- Buffy Summers: Angel. He was in my room last night.
- Rupert Giles: Are you sure?
- Buffy Summers: Positive. When I woke up, I found a picture he'd left me on my pillow.
- Xander Harris: A visit from the pointed-tooth fairy.
- Willow Rosenberg: [nailing crosses around her windows] I'm gonna have a hard time explaining this to my dad.
- Buffy Summers: You really think it'll bother him?
- Willow Rosenberg: Ira Rosenberg's only daughter nailing crucifixes to her bedroom wall? I have to go over to Xander's house just to watch A Charlie Brown Christmas every year.
- Buffy Summers: I see your point.
- Willow Rosenberg: Although it is worthwhile to see him do the Snoopy dance.
- Buffy Summers: It's so weird... Every time something like this happens, my first instinct is still to run to Angel. I can't believe it's the same person. He's completely different from the guy that I knew.
- Willow Rosenberg: Well, sort of, except...
- Buffy Summers: Except what?
- Willow Rosenberg: You're still the only thing he thinks about.
- [last lines]
- Buffy Summers: [narrating] I can't hold on to the past anymore. Angel is gone. Nothing's ever gonna bring him back.
- [as Angel encounters an invisible barrier at Buffy's front of door, Buffy and Willow come down the stairs, chanting spell that was found in Jenny's book]
- Buffy Summers: Sorry, Angel. Changed the locks.
- Xander Harris: I'm sorry, but let's not forget that I hated Angel long before you guys jumped on the band-wagon. So I think I deserve a little something for not saying "I told you so" long before now. And if Giles wants to go after the, uh, fiend that murdered his girlfriend I say, "Faster, pussycat. Kill, kill."
- Buffy Summers: Giles, there has to be some sort of spell to reverse the invitation, right? Like a barrier: A "no shoes, no pulse, no service" kind of thing.
- Spike: Are you insane? We're supposed to kill the bitch, not leave gag gifts in her friends' beds.
- Drusilla: But, Spike, the bad teacher was going to restore Angel's soul.
- Spike: What if she did? If you ask me, I find myself preferring the old Buffy-whipped Angelus. This new, improved one is not playing with a full sack. I love a good slaughter as much as the next bloke. But his little pranks will only leave us with one incredibly brassed-off Slayer.
- Angelus: Don't worry, Roller Boy. I've got everything under control.
- [a Molotov cocktail smashes on the table, setting the place afire]
- Rupert Giles: Yes, Xander. Once more you've managed to boil a complex thought down to its simplest possible form.
- Xander Harris: Well, good morning, ladies. And what did you two do last night?
- Willow Rosenberg: We had kind of a "pajama party sleepover with weapons" thing.
- Xander Harris: Oh, and I don't suppose either of you had the presence of mind to locate a camera to capture the moment.
- Drusilla: [giving Spike a puppy] Her owner died... without a fight. Do you like her? Hm? I brought her specially for you, to cheer you up. And I've named her... Sunshine!
- Drusilla: Why, Angel... where have you been? The sun is almost up and it can be so hurtful. We were worried.
- Spike: No, we weren't.
- Drusilla: You must forgive Spike. He's just a bit testy tonight. Doesn't get out much anymore.
- Angelus: [entering] Well, maybe next time I'll bring you with me, Spike. It might be handy to have you around if I ever need a really good parking space.
- Joyce Summers: Are you in love with him?
- Buffy Summers: I was.
- Joyce Summers: Were you careful?
- Buffy Summers: Mom, this is...
- Joyce Summers: Don't "Mom", me, Buffy. You don't get to get out of this. You had sex with a boy you didn't even see fit to tell me you were dating.
- Buffy Summers: I made a mistake.
- Joyce Summers: Yeah, well, don't just say that to shut me up, because I really think you did.
- Buffy Summers: I know that! I - I can't tell you everything...
- Joyce Summers: How about anything? Buffy, you can shut me out of your life, I am pretty much used to that. But don't expect me to ever stop caring about you, because it's never gonna happen. I love you more than anything in the world. That would be your cue to roll your eyes and tell me I'm grossing you out.
- Buffy Summers: You're not.
- Rupert Giles: Pretty sure it went all right?
- Willow Rosenberg: Oh, yeah, it went fine. Well, it went fine until Angel showed up and told Buffy's mom that he and Buffy had... well... you know... that they had... you know... You do know, right?
- Rupert Giles: Oh. Yes, yes. Sorry.
- Willow Rosenberg: [relieved chuckle] Oh, good. 'Cause I just realized that being a librarian and all you maybe didn't know.
- Rupert Giles: [nods sheepishly] Oh, thank you, I got it.
- Willow Rosenberg: You would have been proud of her, though. She totally kept her cool.