| Review of Episode 22, Season 3
"Tomorrow"
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Groo: (to Cordy) Might I further relieve you by at first gently and then more rapidly rubbing your shlug-tee? Angel: (on Connor) He’s going to need clothes, weekly allowance. What’s good nowadays? Fifty cents? A dollar? Cordelia: Yeah, if you’re Tom Sawyer painting a fence. Angel: See, I’m so out of touch. He’s going to hate me. Cordelia: No, he’ not. He’s going to love you. Angel: How do you know? Cordelia: Because you’re you. Angel: Me. A vampire. Cordelia: You, a vampire. Angel: Who drinks blood, keeps to the shadows, and is older than everybody he knows put together. Cordelia: You’re all those things, plus tight with a buck. But none of that matters. Angel: Why not? Cordelia: Because you have the biggest and best heart of anyone I’ve ever known. He’s a smart kid. He’ll figure it out. Cordelia: Well, what about rebuilding your club here? Lorne: Well, that’s a great idea, pixiecat, except every time I do, you all seem to destroy it. Cordelia: It was only (pauses and looks ashamed) three times. Cordelia: I’m not telling a sixteen year old boy that. Angel: Well, someone’s got to make sure he knows the facts of life. My track record with the whole man/woman thing isn’t, you know, I don’t want to use the words “tragic farce”. Lorne: (to Angel) Connor’s back, and you’re whole life’s coming together. Sometimes things do work out. Gunn: (flabbergasted) Now he’s humming. Fred: He’s really happy. (walks over and pokes Angel with a stick) But not perfectly happy I hope. Angel: Ow! No. Fred: Just checking. Wesley: (lying in bed after sex) Hmm. You know that sinking feeling you sometimes get the morning after? It arrived early. Lilah: Mmm. It’s like a little death. Several in fact. Wesley: Get out. Lilah: What, no sweet kisses, no when can I see you again? Watch the dirty looks. It’s what got me going in the first place. I’ll give you this. You sure know how to channel your rage, frustration, and hate. Always a bigger turn on than love. Wesley: You still here? Lilah: (laughs) I’m starting to like you, Wes. But don’t go making more of this than it is. I’m not one of the doey-eyed girls of Angel Investigations. Don’t be thinking about me when I’m gone. Wesley: I wasn’t thinking about you when you were here. Lilah: (pauses) So your former boss has a soul, and you’re losing yours. Why you’re just new all over, aren’t you? Cordelia: You’re Skip. You tend to remember your demon guides. What is going on? Skip: I think you know. Cordelia: I’m dying? Skip: No, no, you’re not dying. Cordelia: Not dying. Skip: No. Cordelia: (hits him) Say that part first! Skip: Sorry. It’s not the end. It’s the beginning. You’re a great warrior, Cordelia. The battle that we’re all a part of is fought on many planes and dimensions. You’ve outgrown this one. You’ve become a higher being. Connor: (to Angel) Killing is too good for you. You get to live (pauses) forever. Angel: Someday you’ll learn the truth, and you’ll hate yourself. Don’t. It’s not your fault. I don’t blame you. Connor: Liar! Angel: Listen to me. I love you. Never forget that. (shouting now as the coffin is sealed) Connor! Never forget that I’m your father, and I love you.
Quotes by CoA Council member, Seeker
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