Illyria quotes from Angel

I walked worlds of smoke and half-truths, intangible. Worlds of torment and of unnamable beauty. Opaline towers as high as small moons. Glaciers that rippled with insensate lust... And one world with nothing but shrimp... I tired of that one quickly.

If you wanna win a war, you must serve no master but your ambition.

I play this game. It's pointless, and annoys me. And yet I'm compelled to play on.

We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?

Wesley

There's love. There's hope - for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy. That your life will lead you to some joy. That after everything, you can still be surprised.

Is that enough? Is that enough to live for?

You grieve, still, for a single life?

Wesley

Why are you here?

I... I'm uncertain. This place, was part of the shell.

Wesley

Don't call her-- The woman you killed had a name.

This is important to you. Things have names. The shell. Winifred Burkle. She can't return to you.

Wesley

I know.

Yet there are fragments. When her brain collapsed, electrical spasms channeled into my function system. Memories. [sighs and Fred's voice] Please. Wesley, why can I stay?

Wesley

No. Leave.

I have nowhere to go. My kingdom is long dead. Long dead. There's, so much I don't understand. I become, overwhelmed. I'm, unsure of my place.

Wesley

Your place is with the rest of your people, dead and turned to ash.

Perhaps. But I exist here. I must learn to walk in this world. I'll need your help, Wesley.

Wesley

If I were to help you find your way, you have to learn to change. You mustn't kill.

You killed the Qua'ha Xahn in defiance of your leader.

Wesley

He murdered the woman I love.

And that made it just.

Wesley

No. It wasn't just. I'm probably the last man in the world to teach you what's right.

But you will. If I abide, you will help me.

Wesley

Yes.

Because I look like her?

Wesley

Yes.

We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?

Wesley

There's love. There's hope. For some, there's hope that you'll find something worthy. That your life will lead you to some joy. That after everything, you can still be surprised.

Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?

You break so easily. Why do you bother getting back up?

Spike

Right. We need to set some ground rules. First off... no more punching me in the face. Secondly, when I punch you in the face, you tell me how you feel so I can write that down on my clipboard. Third... no touching my clipboard. Fourth...

I enjoy hurting you.

Spike

Well, we're gonna have to fix that, 'cause...

Wesley

How goes it?

I've been hitting the half-breed. He makes noise.

Spike

We're off to a bit of a rough start, but don't worry. I'll break her.

Wesley

She's not a horse, Spike. You know, this room is equipped with automated training devices. You don't have to test her by just... allowing her to pummel you.

Spike

We're working on the basics. But don't worry--I'm writing it all down.

Wesley

Ok. Fine.

You reek of frustration. Curls off of you like smoke.

Spike

Actually, love, we call that scotch. 12-year Lagavulin, if I'm not mistaken. Good choice.

Wesley

It's nothing. I'm just, uh... I had a... slight disagreement with Angel.

Spike

Oh, old broody-pants got you wound up, eh? Keep in mind, he can't get laid without maybe going crazy. Makes it funny.

In my time, a leader would punish your insolence with death.

Wesley

We're not being insolent, Illyria.

Spike

I am.

[To Connor] Your body warms. [to Angel] This one is lusting after me.

Connor

Oh... no, I--I-- [looks down, chuckling embarrassed] It's just that...it's the outfit. [whispers to Angel] I guess I've always had a thing for older women.

Angel

[under his breath] They were supposed to fix that.

Connor

What?

You betrayed Angel. You stole his son. He tried to kill you.

Wesley

Yes.

Are these the memories you needed back? Does this now make you Wesley?

Wesley

At least I know what happened.

Do you? There are two sets of memories--those that happened and those that are fabricated. It's hard to tell which is which.

Wesley

Try to push reality out of your mind. Focus on the other memories. They were created for a reason.

To hide from the truth?

Wesley

To endure it.

This shell...you had affection for it. For Fred.

Spike

Tons. Loved the bird.

Yet you strike at her form without sentiment.

Spike

You ain't her. I can see it. Lord knows I can smell it. And I got no problem hittin' it.

When the world met me, it shuddered, groaned. It knelt at my feet.

Spike

"Dear Penthouse, I don't normally write letters like this, but--"

[punches him in the face] Illyria was all they needed to know.

Spike

Then came the Internet.

Do you know what you were when I was young? You were the muck at our feet! We called you the ooze that eats itself. You were pretty at night, you sparkled and you stank! You still stink of it!

Angel

Will you just shut up for once!

What!?

Angel

My God, the speechifying! Has it ever occurred to you that right now might not be the best time for when-we-were-muck stories!

Spike

All right, grandma. Give you that. Good one.

This shell... you had affection for it, for Fred.

Spike

Tons. Loved the bird.

Yet you strike at her form without sentiment.

Spike

You ain't her. I can see it. Lord knows I can smell i, and I got no problem hitting it.

You're adapting.

Spike

We do that.

Adaptation is compromise.

Spike

It's called learning. But then I guess you know everything there is to know.

When the world met me, it shuddered, groaned. It knelt at my feet.

Spike

"Dear Penthouse, I don't normally write letters like this, but—"

[punches him in the face] Illyria was all they needed to know.

Spike

Then came the Internet.

You have nothing. Your kind has pulled this domain apart. Each of you has snatched a tiny piece of it. Even those with the mightiest hordes are paupers.

Spike

The one who dies with the most toys wins, eh?

To never die, and to conquer all. That is winning.

Spike

Now, that's cheating.

Angel

[speaking in comm] Spike, talk to you for a minute?

You may go.

Spike

Yeah, great. Thanks so much.

I've grown wary of this world since my powers were depleted. Strange... though I've been made more human, this place remains disconcerting.

Spike

Yeah, well, I'm afraid that never goes away. Anyhow, I thought Wesley was giving you a primer on all things human.

He and I are no longer having intercourse.

Spike

Yeah, I... you what? What?

He has ceased communication with me.

Spike

Oh! Oh. Communi--

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.

You'll have proof soon enough. A corrupted ruler on such a path sees treachery and betrayal all around him. He cannot suffer intimates and will eventually turn against them.

Spike

Guess I don't have to worry about that, 'cause Angel and me have never been intimate. Except that one...

Spike

Boo.

Angel

Anyone else?

Spike

Not so far. You feel the heat?

Angel

It's coming.

Spike

Finally got ourselves a decent brawl.

Gunn

Damn! How'd I know the fang boys would pull through? You're lucky we're on the same side, dogs, because I was on fire tonight. My game was tight.

Spike

Supposed to wear that red stuff on the inside, Charlie-boy.

Gunn

Any word on Wes?

Wesley's dead. I'm feeling grief for him. I can't seem to control it. I wish to do more violence.

Spike

Well, wishes just happen to be horses today.

Angel

Among other things.

Gunn

Okay. You take the 30,000 on the left.

You're fading. You'll last 10 minutes at best.

Gunn

Then let's make 'em memorable.

Spike

And in terms of a plan?

Angel

We fight.

Spike

Bit more specific?

Angel

Well, personally, I kinda want to slay the dragon. Let's go to work.