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Review of Episode 21, Season 5
"Power Play"
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Angel: For the last...very long moment I haven't had a single coherent thought. Nina: I'm gonna take that as a compliment. Angel: You really should. Nina: But now, the brow is back. (re: Illyria) If she's not on your mind, then... Angel: There's--there's a lot more than usual going on. Nina: Work? Angel: Always. Angel: I know I've spent years fighting to get somewhere...to accomplish something...and now that I'm close to it...I don't like what I see. What I am. Nina: You're a hero. Angel: (softly) Oh, that word. Nina: You're my hero. Angel: I may not always be. Spike: Anyhow, I thought Wesley was giving you the primer on all things human. Illyria: He and I are no longer having intercourse. Spike: Y-ah. You wh-what? Illyira: He has ceased communication with me. Spike: Oh! Oh. Communi-- Illyira: My recent reversion to the Burkle persona disturbed him. And he will not tell me why. Spike: You don't know? You may not think you're as powerful as you were, Highness, but looking like Fred, for some of us...it's the most devastating power you have. Spike: Listen, you need some Boretz killing done, I'll have a go. I haven't had a decent tussle since the Blue Meanie and I stopped sparring. Wesley: Yes. All right. Call me if you find anything. I'll be in my office learning what I can. Illyria: He showed no regard for my presence. Spike: Not that you require any creatures attention. (Illyria glares) Hey, wanna go find something to hit? Lorne: What's the weather report? Wesley: Cold. Icy, actually. Lorne: Well, he cut 6 of my clients loose, didn't even tell me. I spent all day talking them off ledges and out of pill bottles. Wesley: I sense that suicidal celebrities are beneath Angel's concern. Lorne: These are very pretty people I'm talking about, Wes, 4 of them are getting in shape for Young Guns III. Wesley: The small stuff that you can't worry about, would that include Fred? Angel: I loved Fred. Wesley: That's not an answer. Angel: Then I guess you don't get one. Hamilton: (re: Illyria) I gotta tell ya, I'm a little disappointed. (hits her) Didn't think a big, scary Old One bled this easily. Maybe it's this skinny, little body you chose to infect. (hits her again) Or maybe it's that ray gun they shot you with to keep you from exploding. Or maybe...(punch)you're....(punch)just...(punch)not.....(punch)that...(punch)cool! Yes, that's probably it. (stomps on her face) Angel: This isn't a keep-fightin'-the-good-fight kind of deal. Let's be clear. I'm talking about killing every...single...member of the Black Thorn. We don't walk away from that. Lorne: Do we crawl away, at least? Angel: We do this, the Senior Partners will rain their whole wrath. They'll make an example of us. I'm talking full-on hell, not the basic fire-and-brimstone kind we're used to. Gunn: We know the drill. Angel: No, you don't. 10-to-1, we're gone when the smoke clears. They will do everything in their power to destroy us. So...I need you to be sure. Power endures. We can't bring down the Senior Partners, but for one bright, shining moment, we can show them that they don't own us. You need to decide for yourselves if that's worth dying for. I can't order you to do this. I can't do it without you.
Quotes by Staff Writer, BCangel
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