[voiceover] When something beyond reason happens, it turns skeptics into believers. Believers in a higher power. But what kind of power did this? [...] Was it spontaneous combustion? Divine intervention? If you believe that God makes miracles you have to wonder if Satan has a few up his sleeve. But when you don't believe in anything, who do you thank at a time like this?
S2 E12The British Invasion
S3 E1Our Father
All right. Quinn's been in homicide two weeks and he noticed.
Noticed what?
My hair. I changed my hairstyle for the first time since I was eight.
Oh, yeah. Short – er, shorter.
God created pudding, and then he rested.
So a man dies, Mr. Morgan. And what's left, a soul? And what is that, exactly?
I really couldn't tell you.
Some people say that the soul lives on forever.
I hope not.
Which makes you a cynic.
Makes me a ... scientist.
[to Angel] Asshole. Sorry. Sergeant Asshole.
[voiceover] Most normal people enjoy a sacred pact with society - live a good life and society will take care of you. But if society drops the ball, then someone else has to pick up the slack. That's where I come in.
Stupid cunt's gonna redefine "short-term relationship". Catch my drift?
Yeah, I catch your drift. [voiceover] And I'm entirely confident you've earned the privilege of being repurposed as fish food.
[voiceover] There were so many lessons in the vaunted code of Harry. Twisted commandments handed down from the only God I ever worshiped. One through ten... Don't get caught - that I got covered. But killing someone without knowing if he's guilty... I'd love some help on this one... but my God is dead now.
[voiceover] Harry finds me in a pool of blood, turns me into his own personal vendetta machine, and when he sees the monster he created in action, he kills himself.
[voiceover] I have moved on from my father, but I still need his code, now more than ever. But it has to evolve, become my own.
S3 E2Finding Freebo
Just like every other tweaker-hooker case.
Except the tattoo peeled off her shoulder.
Coroner says not a tattoo. [waves folder back and forth like a pendulum] You're getting interested.
Actually, I'm getting sleepy.
Need all the luck I can get. Got a crucifix up there, too.
Because it did so much for Jesus?
Oh, God, that really matters to you, doesn't it? Your cop friends – it's your whole life, them, the job, the shield. As far as I can tell, without that, you've got nothing. Except your, uh, treadmill.
[pause] Kind of a cunt, aren't you?
You seem uncertain. It's uncomfortable, isn't it? Just when you think you've answered all the questions, another one smacks you in the face. Life, life, life. Life is just like that. Which is why I prefer death. [stabs Freebo in the neck]
[voiceover] Harry - the last person I'd turn to for advice on parenthood.
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