Angel: Listen, sugar, the only way that you can keep me warm is to wrap me up in a marriage license.
Angel: Did he say you were like cognac? All fire in zee glass?
Holly: No, he said I was like champagne. I made his head spin.
Angel: Yeah, only you'll be the one who winds up with a hangover.
Angel: You are a sourpuss, aren't you?
Brad Braden: Yeah.
Angel: You want to bite somebody?
Brad Braden: Yeah.
Angel: Well, pick your spot.
Klaus: You always have a smile for that high-flying peacock.
Angel: Well, what do you want me to do, cry over him?
Klaus: Your legs are too thin, your hair is too red, you have lips like a cat. You're no good. You give me too much trouble.
Angel: Flattery rolls right off me.
Buttons: Clowns are funny people, they only love once.
Holly: All men aren't that way, even if they act like clowns.
