What about her--If her organs have been liquefied?
[raises hand] Flash fried in a pillar of fire, savin' the world. I got better.
S5Shells
I want to help. Fred's my friend. We went out for drinks all the... once.
Any idea how she got past you?
One second she was standing there, the next, poof.
She's a teleporter?
I don't think so. No characteristic displacement of the atmosphere around her.
I fancied I saw a blur just before she went Houdini.
Yeah, like she was pulling a Barry Allen.
[Angel looks at him, not recognizing the name; Gunn looks around at the others]
Jay Garrick? Wally-- Like she was moving really fast.
Is there something you'd like to tell me, Charles?
[Gunn turns in horror to see Wes is holding him at gunpoint after overhearing some of Gunn's conversation with the doctor.]
Knox was in contact with the doctor. But you already know that, don't you?
Yeah, one of my sources...
Don't! What he said... about Fred, about her soul, is it true? What did you do, Charles?
It was just a piece of paper. I was losing it. Everything they put in my head, everything that made me different. Special. And he could fix it. Make it permanent. So I signed a piece of paper. It was a custom's release form. I didn't think anyone would get hurt.
Nothing from Wolfram & Hart is ever free. You knew that.
I couldn't go back... to being just the muscle. I... I didn't think it would be one of us. I didn't think it would be Fred.
I understand not wanting to go back, not wanting to be who we were. I understand it. And I can forgive it. But you knew what was happening to her. You knew who was responsible and you didn't say anything. You let her die.
[Picks up a scalpel from the table and thrusts it into Gunn's gut.]
I'm less forgiving about that.
[slams Wesley against wall] What the hell did you do?
What I had to.
I don't remember seeing "stab Gunn" on the agenda this morning.
I avoided the major organs. He'll probably live.
Is that supposed to make it all right?
Nothing is all right! Nothing will ever be all right.
We'll get her back, Wes.
No, we won't. Fred's soul... her soul was destroyed resurrecting Illyria.
Illyria.
We have to stop her before she-
Unleashes hell on earth?
What'd you get out of the doctor?
Screams. Various fluids. And a name: Vahla ha'nesh.
You're about as low as it gets, Knox, but you're a part of humanity. That isn't always pretty, but it's a hell of a lot better than what came before. [to Illyria] And if it comes down to a choice between you and him, then yes, I would fight for his life, just like any other human's. Because that's what people do. That's what makes us --
[Wesley shoots and kills Knox.]
[to Wes] Were you even listening?
We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?
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?
Why are you here?
I... I'm uncertain. This place, was part of the shell.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
He murdered the woman I love.
And that made it just.
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.
Yes.
Because I look like her?
Yes.
We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?
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?
S5Underneath
My first official parley as a very loosely affiliated member of... what are we? Tell me we're not Scoobies.
We haven't got-
[Interrupting] A name? Probably just as well. You'd want to be Angel's Avengers or something.
[laughing] Please. Angel's Avengers. Thats so... [stops laughing and gets a look implying that he likes the name]
So what's on the agenda?
Uh, I have assignments for people-- [a fizzing noise is heard, Angel glances over]
What? [Angel glares] I'm listening. With beer.
Forget it. This isn't a meeting, this is you being annoying.
[looking at the page] Hey, bullet points. Classy. Why am I always reconnaissance? I should get a decently flash gig like "save the girl" or "steal the emerald with the girl".
"Handsome man saved me from the monsters."
Exactly! Or... What's that now?
That's the first thing Fred said to me. In Pylea. She was trapped, hiding, afraid. Nearly crazy. Crazy, but brave. I should never have let her come here. Bad things always happen here.
Hate to break it to you, mate. But bad things always happen everywhere. Besides, she wanted to be here. It was her choice.
Was it?
Bugger, you're fixing to do something stupid, aren't you.
Done it. Came here. Spend every day lying to myself about making the world a better place.
Welcome to the planet. We all paint on our happy faces everyday, when all we really want is to pound the neighbour's missus, steal his Ben Franklins and, while we're at it, not think about the third of the world that's starving to death.
Listen, Gunn... I know you feel bad about your part in what happened to Fred. And you should. For the rest of your life, it should wake you up in the middle of the night. And it will...because you're a good man. You signed a piece of paper, that's all.
But I knew. Not about Fred, but... when I signed, I knew there would be consequences.
You know, the thing about atonement is, you never run out of chances... but you gotta take 'em. You can't hide in some hospital room and pretend it's all gonna go away... 'cause it never will.
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.
[asking Eve] This thing coming after you. How bad on a scale of, say, one to Terminator?
[about Hamilton] Oh, god. He's here.
That's the guy? He's just a suit.
GGuard
Hey, you, stop! Put your hands up!
[Hamilton punches the guard through the stomach so hard that his hand comes out the back, covered in blood.]
EHEve, Harmony, and Lorne
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
S5Origin
You break so easily. Why do you bother getting back up?
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.
Well, we're gonna have to fix that, 'cause...
[Illyria kicks Spike in the face. Spike punches her. Illyria punches him across the room]
How goes it?
I've been hitting the half-breed. He makes noise.
We're off to a bit of a rough start, but don't worry. I'll break her.
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.
We're working on the basics. But don't worry--I'm writing it all down.
Ok. Fine.
You reek of frustration. Curls off of you like smoke.
Actually, love, we call that scotch. 12-year Lagavulin, if I'm not mistaken. Good choice.
It's nothing. I'm just, uh... I had a... slight disagreement with Angel.
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.
We're not being insolent, Illyria.
I am.
MHMarcus Hamilton
Let's be clear about this. Things run differently now. I'm not a little girl, and you and I won't be making love on this couch anytime soon. Now, with that in mind, how can I help you?
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