| Review of Episode 16, Season 4
"Players"
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Lorne: Well put me on the short bus and send me off to clueless school. A mystical pregnancy right under my beak and not even a tingle. Gunn: (to Angel) Well, congratulations. You're gonna have a grandspawn. Wesley: (re: being too harsh on Cordy) No. They were bound to skulk off to neutral corners. Gunn: Two vampires hook up and for the only time in vamp history, have a kid-our boy, Connor. Then Connor grows up, knocks it out with Cordelia, a part-demon former higher being, and quick as you can say "Easy-Bake Oven" there's a gigantic bun in hers. I don't think we were too harsh. Lorne: Yeah, well, that was before my spell went all flop-a-palooza. Fred: Having 2 part-demon parents might could explain the whoosh factor. Gunn: Not gonna be long before whoosh turns into pop. Lorne: Speaking of pop, don't you think our re-ensouled leader should be a part of this little confab? Angel: (stepping out of his office) Easy-bake? Flop-a-palooza? Whoosh, pop? (to Wesley) I don't skulk. Angel: Lorne, you're... Lorne: Reliable as a cheap fortune cookie? Angel: I was gonna say a guy with good contacts. Gwen: So I'm in a jam. I can't get out of it alone. I need someone suave, a guy who can handle himself in a tight spot. Angel: Gwen, I'd love to help --- Gwen: (pointing to Gunn) I meant him. Gwen: You collect anything when you travel? Gunn: Uh, yeah. I, uh, got a big ol' scar on my thigh from Boyle Heights . . . piece of vamp stake I picked up a while back in Alhambra . . . and a couple burn marks on my hip from Encino. Yup. Name a town, I'll show you the souvenir. Gunn: Listen, I've spent most of this year trapped in what I can only describe as a turgid supernatural soap opera. Wesley: (re: Lilah) We were fighting on opposite sides, but it was the same war. Fred: But you hated her. (pauses) Didn't you? Wesley: It's not always about holding hands. Gunn: (re: arriving at the party looking ala James Bond) Of course, I'd feel better if we were packin' some of his secret weapons. Gwen: Charles, we are the secret weapons. Wesley: (translating Angel's writing) Let's see. "The green... cart-like vehicle... eats..." (pauses) "I am not a buckethead." Angel: Damn it! Wesley: It's a tricky language. An inverted serif can alter the meaning of an entire passage. Angel: Try this one. Wesley: Something about. Strangling poultry. Angel: That's it. I gotta get out of here. Morimoto: I don't think you realize who you're up against. Gunn: If it's these two girls, I already kicked their ass once. (guns are drawn) But when you put it like that. Gunn: Hey, I'm just the muscle. Gwen: Don't knock the muscle, buddy. Makes the girls go all knocky in the knees. But if that's all you were, we never could have gotten into that party tonight. Gwen: (re: the device on her back) What's it doing? Gunn: You ever see one of those "Bodysnatcher" movies? Lorne: Has Cordy been a bad, bad girl? (looks into the Magic 8-Ball for the answer) Magic 8-Ball: Definitely.
Quotes by CoA Council member, Seeker
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