- Charles Gunn: Whoo! Whoo! My God! They told me it was true, but I didn't believe 'em. Damn. Here it is! Evil white folks really do have a Mecca. Now, now, now girls, don't get all riled up.
- [screams]
- Charles Gunn: Did you just step on my foot? Was that my foot you just stepped on? Are you assaulting me up in this haven of justice? Somebody get me a lawyer, 'cause my civil rights have seriously been violated. Oh, I get it, I get it. Y'all can cater to the demon, cater to the dead man, but what about the black man?
- Lindsey McDonald: Sorry I'm late. Hope I didn't worry anyone.
- Cordelia: We just figured you were dead.
- Wesley: In a sense. The human eye is only capable of registering a small portion of the electromagnetic spectrum, but if Brewer was somehow equipped to see outside that range...
- Cordelia: She'd be Superman. What's the diff' in how she sees, anyway? So she can look at the bars of her cell. Why are we still talking about this?
- Holland Manners: I don't think she had a happy childhood.
- Lindsey McDonald: Sir?
- Holland Manners: Our blind friend, Vanessa. I think she was terribly abused growing up. I think the details are tragic and shockingly specific. And I think you should create them, sooner rather than later.
- Holland Manners: [Lindsay has admitted to stealing from Wolfram & Hart] Lindsay, this is a delicate moment. If I nod to my friend behind me, he's gonna put a bullet in your head.
- Wesley: There is a design, Angel, hidden in the chaos as it may be, but... it's there, and you have your place in it.