| Review of Episode 21, Season 3
"Benediction"
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Angel: (on Connor) He survived Quor-Toth this long. He can take care of himself. Fred: Okay, so he survived an unspeakable hell dimension. Who hasn’t? You can’t just leave him alone in the streets of Los Angeles. Angel: He’s got to come back on his own. He will, just as soon as he realizes what he needs. Gunn: And what’s that? Cordelia: A father. Cordelia: (on the crystal) That’s gorgeous. Fred: And priceless. Lorne: Although in this instance, “priceless” meaning “without price”, as in free. A six-horned Lach-Nie hag owed me a favor. Don’t ask. Lorne: Well, sometimes nothing is the best something. If a thing’s meant to be, sometimes it’s best to just let it happen rather than try to force it. Groo: But if a thing is meant to be, than how can it be forced? Lorne: Well, I guess it can’t. Groo: And if a thing is not meant to be? Lorne: Well, then it really can’t. Just because someone hops a dimension or two is no guarantee things will work out. (understands as Groo smiles ruefully) Well aren’t you just sneaky with the subtext. Angel: There’s just so much I thought we’d be able to do together before he, you know… Cordelia: Grew up. Angel: Hated me. Cordelia: Angel, he doesn’t hate you. He doesn’t even know you. But he will. He’s going to come back, Angel. Angel: How do you know? Cordelia: Because, he has to. Because he’s family. Lilah: (to Wesley) I thought the “come alone” part was a particularly ironic touch. I mean, how else would you come? Lilah: Who’s the boy wonder? He moves just like… Wesley: His father. Lorne: (to Cordelia) Well, you got some serious mojo going on, girl. Whatever deal you struck with the Powers, it looks to me like they gave you the full package. All the extras. That kid was tox-ic when he came in here tonight. Heavy on the “ick”. Angel: What actually happened out there? Lorne: In my professional opinion? Little miss demony-britches here gave that child some kind of soul colonic. Flushed him out but good. Cordelia: Wait, Angel. Before you go, we have to do that thing. Angel: What thing? Cordelia: You know, that thing where I say, “Are you sure you know what you’re doing? Angel, please think about this”, and then you ignore me and rush headlong into trouble. Angel: Right. That thing. (pauses) Okay, we done? Cordelia: Angel, please think about this. In fact, don’t go there at all. Angel: I have to. Cordelia: I know, but don’t. Angel: I’m not going to kill him, even though he deserves it. Cordelia: Oh, I don’t care if you kill him. He stole Connor’s childhood, so kill him. But don’t lie to your son. He’s been here, like, a day. Way to build the trust. Angel: I’m not lying to him. Cordelia: No, you’re just sending him off to be distracted while you confront the man he thinks of as his father. Angel: I’m his father. Justine: I can’t believe you survived it. How did you? Holtz: My hate kept us alive. Justine: Hate gets a bad rap. It can keep you going sometimes when nothing else will. Holtz: Yes. I thought that I had to stay alive that I might pass on my legacy of hate. But something happened in that place, Justine. Something changed. Amidst the most unspeakable ugliness, the hate turned into love. Love for a son. Hate’s not enough. I found that love is far more powerful. Angel: You stole my son. Holtz: I kept your son alive. You murdered mine. Angel: I was different then. Holtz: Yes, so was I. You feel remorse. You feel remorse yet you can’t express it. Angel: You want me to say ‘I’m sorry’? How can I? It wouldn’t mean a thing. Holtz: It would mean a little. Not much, but it would be something. Angel: Then I’m sorry, for whatever little it might mean. It’s all I’ve got. Holtz: Not all. You have a son.
Quotes by CoA Council member, Seeker
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