funniest thing on tv that year.Dia DeLa Muerte said:Angel: "Rachel, are you alright?"
Rachel: "I..is he...?"
Angel: "It's okay, he's not getting up for awhile."
Rachel: "I can't believe he actually showed up."
Angel: "Well, that was the deal, right?"
Spike: "How can I thank you, you mysterious black-clad hunk of a
night thing?"
"No need, little lady.Your tears of gratitude are enough for me.
You see, I was once a bad-ass vampire, but love and a pesky
curse de-fanged me, and now I'm just a biiiig fluffy puppy with
bad teeth."
- no, not the hair, never the hair!
"Well, there must be some way I can show my appreciation?"
"Nope, helpin those in need's my job, and working up a load of
sexual tension and prancing away like a magnificent poof is truly
thanks enough."
"I understand, I have a nephew who's gay, so-"
"Say no more, evil's still afoot, and I'm almost out of that nancy-
boy hairgel I like so much. Quickly! To the Angel-mobile!
Away!"
Spike at his Evil Sarcy best....lol
Oz was just funny whenever he said something! His delivery was absolutely perfect. Another of my favorite Oz lines, from Angel....when he comes to LA to give Angel the Gem of Amarra....."Sometimes we're laconic." LMAO!I love this whole exchange between Buffy and Oz from Living Conditions. Some of Oz's lines are absolute gold.
Oz is walking with Buffy along a path.
Buffy: ...so then Kathy's like, 'It's share time.' And I'm like, 'Oh yeah? Share this!' (She punches at the air.)
Oz: So, either you hit her, or you did your wacky mime routine for her.
Buffy: Well, I didn't do either, actually. But she deserves it, don't you think?
Oz: Nobody deserves mime, Buffy.
Buffy: Hmm, Kathy does. She deserves to be locked in an invisible box and blown away by an imaginary wind and... and...
Oz: Forced to wear a binding unitard?
Buffy: Yeah, the itchy kind, it's perfect.
Oz: Just here to help.
Buffy: Which I appreciate. But you've never come on routine patrol with me before, Oz. So, what's the deal?
Oz: Seemed more interesting than homework.
Buffy: As long as it's an elective. I can handle myself alone, you know.
Oz: Not in question.
Buffy: Good. So then, I go into the refrigerator--right?--and the label queen has managed to put...
Oz: Just a, just a thought, Buffy, but do you think all this ranting is scaring away potential demons? (They stop.)
Buffy: You're right. Ooh! She's even affecting my work, now. She's the Titanic. She's a crawling black cancer. (She brings her foot up, around and down onto a bench, breaking it in two.) She's... other really bad things.
Oz: On the plus side you've killed the bench, which was looking shifty
Gwen ROCKS!! i LOVED this line!!I was watching Ground State and this line made me laugh.
ELLIOT: I thought I said 'discreet'.
GWEN: What? Do you see a nipple?
WATCHER 2: I, uh, I ... don't want a sword thrown at me, but, but, civilians, I - we're talking about children.
BUFFY: (looks up at her friends on the balcony) We're talking about two very powerful witches and a thousand-year-old ex-demon.
ANYA: Willow's a demon?!
SPIKE: It's that guy... on TV ... what's his name?
GLORY: (frowns) On the television?
SPIKE: That show ... the prize show ... where they guess what stuff cost?
MURK: The Price Is Right?
JINX: Oh, Bob Barker!
MURK: We will bring you Bob Barker! We will bring you the limp and beaten body of Bob Bark-
GLORY: (jumps up) It is not Bob Barker, scabby morons! The key is new to this world ... (turns back to face Spike) and Bob Barker is as old as grit. (smiles) The vampire ... is lying to me.
SPIKE: (giggles weakly) Yeah ... but it was fun. And guess what, bitch. (Shot of his hands still trying to twist free) I'm not telling you jack. You're never gonna get your sodding key, 'cause you might be strong, but in our world, you're an idiot.
GLORY: I am a god.
SPIKE: The god of what, bad home perms?
GLORY: Shut up! (takes a few steps toward him, pats her hair) I command you, shut up!
SPIKE: Yeah, okay, sorry, but I just had no idea that gods were such prancing lightweights. (Glory scoffs in disbelief) Mark my words, the Slayer ... is going to kick your skanky, lopsided ass (Glory checks out her ass in dismay) back to whatever place would take a (sizing her up) cheap, whorish, fashion victim ex-god like you.
ILLYRIA: All I am is what I am. I lived 7 lives at once. I was power and the ecstasy of death. I was god to a god. (looks down) Now... I'm trapped... on a roof. Just one roof... in this time and this place, with an unstable human who drinks too much whiskey and called me a Smurf.
BUFFY: Hi. (awkwardly) How've you been?
AMY: Rat. You?
BUFFY: Dead.
AMY: Oh.
XANDER: Amy, is she ... how is she adjusting?
WILLOW: It's hard to say. It's a lot to take in. I keep expecting her to do, like, ratty stuff, you know, licking her hands clean, shredding newspaper, leaving little pellets in the corner.
BUFFY: Let's definitely not leave her alone in the house too long.