James Marsters credited as playing...
Spike
- Lindsey McDonald: That's what I like to see. Angel of yore. Takes no prisoners. Suffers no fools. How about this? It's here. It's been here all along, underneath. You're just too damn stupid to see it.
- Angel: See what?
- Lindsey McDonald: The Apocalypse, man. You're soakin' in it.
- Spike: I've seen an Apocalypse or two in my time. I'd know if one was going on under my nose.
- Lindsey McDonald: Not "an" Apocalypse. "The" Apocalypse. What... 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. Since you came to work here at Wolfram & Hart, you're playin' 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 that everything we do here... it's a distraction to keep us busy from looking under the surface?
- Lindsey McDonald: Ding! We got a winner. Every day the world keeps slidin' 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.
- Angel: The Senior Partners - I wanna know everything you know about them. About the Apocalypse. About their plans for me.
- Spike: And for me. The guy with the pen said, "welcome to the team". Must've ment something.
- Lindsey McDonald: You already know what I know. Look around. The world's a cesspool, filled with selfish and greedy beasts. We live. We die.
- [to Eve]
- Lindsey McDonald: Even you, babe.
- Eve: Lindsey, don't.
- Lindsey McDonald: You still happy to see me?
- Angel: Yeah, Hell's on Earth. That's how Wolfram & Hart operates and thrives. Holland Manners tried to sell me that line three years ago.
- Lindsey McDonald: Did you ever prove him wrong?
- Angel: [beat] All how you look at the glass.
- Spike: Why am I always reconnaissance? 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 saved 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.
- Spike: Welcome to the planet. We all paint on our happy faces every day, when all we really want is to pound the neighbor's missus, steal his Ben Franklins, and while we're at it *not* think about the third of the world that's starvin' to death.
- Spike: [Eve's replacement as the Senior Partner's liaison reaches in his jacket pocket and pulls out a pen] Wow. Didn't see that coming.
- Spike: [seeing instruments of torture in the basement of Lindsey's "house"] Somebody has fun with these.