Spike: Hurts, doesn't it?
Angelus: Well, you know, it kinda itches a little.
Spike: Don't just stand there, burn him!
[Nothing happens]
Angelus: Gee, maybe he's broken.
Spike: What the hell is going on?
The Judge: This one cannot be burned. He's clean.
Spike: Clean? You mean he's...
The Judge: There's no humanity in him.
[The Judge walks away]
Angelus: Couldn't have said it better myself.
Drusilla: Angel?
Angelus: Yeah, baby, I'm back.
Buffy: How can you say this to me?
Angelus: Lighten up, it was a good time. It doesn't mean like we have to make a big deal.
Buffy: It is a big deal.
Angelus: It's what? Bells ringing, fireworks, a dulcet choir of pretty little birdies? Come on, Buffy. It's not like I've never been there before.
[He reaches to her]
Buffy: Don't touch me.
Angelus: I should've known you wouldn't be able to handle it.
Buffy: Angel! I love you.
Angelus: Love you, too.
[Angelus walks away]
Angelus: I'll call you.
