David Boreanaz (back to the D list / B list)

Angel: Doyle, I don't want to share my feelings, I don't want to open up. I want to find the guy that killed Tina, and I want to look him in the eye.

Doyle: Then what?

Angel: Then, I'm going to share my feelings.

Cordelia: So are you still [makes a vampire face] "grrr"?

Angel: Yeah, there's not actually a cure for that.

Lindsey: If you want me on your team Angel, I'm on your team.

Angel: I want you, Lindsey.

[He pauses and they exchange a look.]

Angel: I'm thinking about rephrasing that.

Lindsey: Would you? I'd be more comfortable.

Angel: The enemy of my enemy...

Lilah: Can kiss my ass too.

[Angel's trying to get out of wearing a pink bike helmet.]

Angel: Well, it - it's, you know. The whole visibility issue, not to mention the hat head thing. You know, when you really think about it, how come I have to wear the ladies' helmet?

Wesley: Stop being such a wanker and put it on.

Dr. Temperance Brennan: What exactly am I supposed to be squinting at?

Seeley Booth: It's like pornography. You'll know it when you see it.

Dr. Temperance Brennan: I've never gotten a B and I never will.

Seeley Booth: That's my girl.

Seeley Booth: We're Scully and Mulder.

Dr. Temperance Brennan: I don't know what that means.

[To Bones, who is wearing a Hazmat suit.]

Seeley Booth: How's it going there, Darth? Seen anything on Saturn? Please tell me you've seen at least one Star Wars movie?

Dr. Temperance Brennan: Every culture nurtures ideals of beauty toward which people strive - fine! But in the future people'll look back upon the surgical alterations of the nose or breasts or buttocks with the same horror that we regard the binding of feet or the use of bronze coils to extend the neck.

Seeley Booth: You wanna speak up? 'Cause it's really hard to hear every word in this very, very quiet waiting room.

Dr. Temperance Brennan: It's barbaric! It's painful! It's wrong! This murder victim may never be identified because some glorified barber with a medical degree has the arrogance to think that he could do better than a millennium of evolution.

Xander: You were looking at my neck.

Angel: What?

Xander: You were checking out my neck, I saw that.

Angel: No, I wasn't.

Xander: Just keep your distance, pal.

Angel: I wasn't looking at your neck.

Xander: I told you to eat before we left.

Willow: If I say something you really don't want to hear, do you promise not to bite me?

Angel: Are you going to tell me I'm jealous?

Willow: Well, you do sometimes get that way.

Angel: You have know idea what it's like to have done the things I've done...and to care.

Angel: I did a lot of unconscionable things when I became a vampire. Drusilla was the worst. She was...an obsession of mine. She was pure, and sweet and chaste.

Buffy: You made her a vampire.

Angel: First I made her insane. Killed everyone she loved, visited every mental torture on her I could devise. She eventually fled to a convent, and on the day she took her holy orders, I turned her into a demon.