Cordelia: You want I should distract him? Make with the nice-nice while you slip by?
Angel: Don't be stupid. I'm that guy and the most beautiful woman I've ever seen is making eyes at me? It's either a bachelor party or a scam.
Cordelia: What did you just call me?
Angel: I'm sorry. You're not stupid.
Cordelia: No, after that.
Cordelia: I finally get invited to a nice place with no mirrors and lots of curtains. Hey, you're a vampire!
Russell Winters: What? No, I'm not.
Cordelia: Are too!
Russell Winters: I don't know what you're talking about.
Cordelia: I'm from Sunnydale. We had our own Hellmouth. I think I know a vampire when... I'm... Alone with him... In his fortress-like home.
Gunn: As evil blood-sucking vampires go, how would you rate Angelus?
Wesley: Historically, as bad as they come. Especially when he was with his sire, Darla.
Cordelia: We're researching her now to see if she has some kind of resurrection powers. Maybe she's a vampire cat with nine lives, or something!
Gunn: So he and Darla together, bad combo?
Wesley: They rampaged through half the known world until Angel got his soul.
Cordelia: Imagine Bonnie and Clyde if they had 150 years to get it right.
Angel: All this time, it was you, wasn't it?
Cordelia: Took you long enough to figure it out. But nice turn with the Lorne bait. You know, there was a time I would have seen that one coming eons before it ever crossed your tiny little mind.
Angel: Because you're so clever.
Cordelia: On a scale of you to me? Pretty damn.