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האמת אני לא זוכר את הפרק כל-כך טוב, עבר הרבה זמן מאז שראיתי אותו, אבל לפי מה שאני כן זוכר הפרק של היום הוא פרק טוב ולא אמור להיות אכזבה בשביל אף-אחד.
והציטוטים: Lindsey: Not an apocalypse, the apocalypse. What'd you think, a gong was gonna sound? Time to jump on your horses and fight the big fight? Starting pistol went off a long time ago, boys. You're playing for the bad guys. Every day you sit behind your desk and you learn a little more how to accept the world the way it is. Well, here's the rub...heroes don't do that. Heroes don't accept the world the way it is. They fight it. Angel: You're saying everything we do...it's a distraction...to keep us busy from looking under the surface. Lindsey: (snaps his fingers) Ding! We have a winner! The world keeps sliding towards entropy and degradation, and what do you do? You sit in your big chair, and you sign your checks, just like the Senior Partners planned. The war's here, Angel. And you're already two soldiers down. (Edit) Fred:Tell me a joke Wesely:Two men walk into a bar. The first man orders a scotch and soda. The second man remembers something he'd forgotten, and it doubles him over with pain. He falls to the floor shaking and then through the floor and into the Earth. He looks back up at the first man, but he doesn't call out to him. They're not that close. (Edit) Spike and Angel: (when Gunn opens the car door, letting sunlight in) Ahhh! Gunn: Alternate dimension, remember? Sun's the non-frying variety. (Edit) Spike: This isn't hell. This is the burbs. Close enough. (Edit) Eve: (mocking) Ooh, I'm intimidated. What could you possibly do to me? I've been trapped in this house for weeks like a... Spike: Rat? Snake? Beady little rat snake? (Edit) Lorne: (asking Eve) This thing coming after you. how bad is it on a scale from one to terminator? (Edit) Lorne: I think I'm tired. I think I'm sick and tired of wearing bells on my toes and making like everything's gonna be ok. I think it's pathetic that lately I'm too scared and sad to tell people the truth so I just say what they wanna hear instead. Most of all, I think the term "Happy Hour" should be banned from the English language. There's nothing happy about this hour or any other. (Edit) Angel: We have a problem. Senior partners found Eve. They sent something to take her out. I need to know if I have jurisdiction to protect her. What's protocol here? Gunn: I don't know. Angel: Right. Well, when you're through reading about important things like, um...(sees magazine) "Trista and Ryan's big baby plans" maybe you can put some thought into it. (Edit) Angel: (sees the alternate reality) This is Lindsey's punishment? For trying to kill me? Hunh! Maybe it's a reward. (Edit) Illyria: You've been sitting for a long time. Wesley: Yeah. Dozed off. Illyria: You drank a great deal of that poison, you called me a lot of names meant to hurt feelings I no longer have, and then you sat there for hours making noise with your nose. Wes: I was dreaming, you twit. (Edit) Angel: (about self-driving car) Isn't anyone else finding this creepy? Spike: Oh come on. Never heard of Knight Rider? (pause) Spike: The Knight Industries Two Thousand? (pause) Spike: KITT? (pause) Spike: Oh, never mind. (Edit) Spike: What? I'm listening. With beer. Angel: Forget it. This isn't a meeting. This is you being annoying. (Edit) Eve: Brilliant. Really. They'll never look for me here. I'm gonna die. Spike: You make it hard for me to want to help you. (Edit) Eve: What do you want me to say? I'm a leprechaun. I'm from Brigadoon! Spike: If I heard a nickel for every time I heard that one. (Edit) Spike: I hope it's Toy-poodle hell. I've had my fill of fire. (Edit) Spike: Why am I always reconessance, I should get a decently flashy job, like save the girl or steal the emerald. Or save the emerald with the girl. Angel: Handsome man save me from the monsters… Spike: Or that…wait what— Angel: That's the first thing Fred said to me in Pylea. She was trapped hiding, afraid…nearly crazy—okay she was crazy but she was brave. I should have never let her come here, bad things always happen here. (Edit) 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. Now...I--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. (Wesley chuckles) You don't worship me at all, do you? (Edit) Angel: (when he sees Hamilton) Damn, he is well dressed. (Edit) Wesley: Are you telling me the great Illyria, idol of millions, was limited to one small dimension? Illyria: I traveled all of them as I pleased. I walked worlds of smoke and half-truths, intangible. Worlds of torment, and of unnameable beauty. Opaline towers as high as small moons. Glaciers that rippled with incensing lust. And one world with nothing but shrimp. I tired of that one quickly. Wesley: Then why stay in this one? Surely there's a world more appealing- maybe not the shrimp one- but one where you'll be welcome like you never will be here. (Edit) מקווה שנהניתם מהצפייה והינכם מוזמנים להגיב.
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