So, I reacquainted myself with certain facts, confirming, I'm sorry to say, my grim suspicions. In the late s, it was Angelus ' custom to sign his victims by carving a Christian cross into their left cheek. He liked to let people know he'd been there.
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Cordelia : Okay. You get to leave now. You're not going to come in here and accuse Angel like this. Wesley : Cordelia Cordelia : No! I don't care how many files you have about all the horrible things he did back in the powdered-wig days! He is good now. And he is my friend, and nothing you or anyone else can say will make me turn on a friend! Angel : Cordelia, he's right. Cordelia : [to Wes] You stake him and I'll cut his head off.
Angel : I have no memory of doing any of these things.
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Cordelia : Oh, not exactly the confidence-inspiring denial I was looking for. Angel : I've been having dreams. Wesley : Dreams? Angel : Killing dreams. Always the same, I - I stalk them, toy with them, mark them while they're still alive. And before they can die from the fear I feed on them. Cordelia : Okay, so you've been having nightmares. It doesn't mean you- Angel : They're not nightmares.
I've enjoyed them. Cordelia : Oh Wesley : And you fear that these might be more than just dreams, that you're acting them out in some sort of hypnagogic state.
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Cordelia : Hypnawugic? Wesley : Sleepwalking. Wesley : You've got to make it tight. Cordelia : Aghh, like I need instructions from you. My glamorous L. I gotta join a union. Angel : Cordelia, I, I think that's tight enough. Cordelia : And if it turns out that we're back on the liquid lunch? Better safe than cocktails. Kate : You're telling me children's stories. Angel : I'm telling you the truth. Kate : No. I don't believe you. Angel : I know you don't.
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Kate : I've heard enough. Angel : No, you haven't heard a word. Not now, not yet. Because there are some things in this world you're just not ready to face. Angel : Hi. Can I come in? Kate : Oh, that's right. You have to be invited in, don't you? Angel : [pause] You've been doing your homework.
Kate : Want to quiz me? I'm just full of fun facts. For instance, I learned that your friend has been in L. Yeah, at least twice. Once in and again in Oh, and there was something in Boston in , I think he was there, too. Angel : So you believe me. Kate : Yes, I believe you Angel : Good, because he's planning something el Kate Isn't that what he called you?
I looked it up, it's all right there. The demon with the face of an angel.
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A particularly brutal bastard, by all accounts. Oh, and no, you can't come in. Angel : I can't make up for the past, Kate, I know that Kate : No, you can't. In fact, all of this? What's happening now? Is because of you. You made him, didn't you? Angel : Then let me help end it.
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Kate : 'Please. I know what to do. Drive a stake right through the son of a bitch's heart. And when that happens, I suggest you don't be there, because the next time we meet, I'll do the same to you. Expecting [ edit ] Wesley : Hello. I was just in the neighborhood, patrolling with my new Bavarian fighting axe when I suddenly thought, "Perhaps Cordelia has had a vision.
Angel : We seem to be evil-free at the moment. Wesley : I also packed along a Word Puzzle 3-D , if either of you has the nerve to take me on. Cordelia : Gee, Wesley, I'd love to Wesley : If shaking your booty at the latest trendy hot spot is your idea of a life, then call me Serena : [to Wesley] Hi. I'm Serena. Nice ax. Wesley : Oh, no, this old thing? How come I haven't met him? Cordelia : 'Cause I'm ashamed of you, not to mention how you'd embarrass me by giving him the third degree. Emily : Your boss could give me the third degree anytime.
Cordelia : Oh, um Grab that file. Wesley : [bending to pick up mail] Don't worry. Heh Heh. Sounds like that could be an evening with all sorts of evening type I heard the bands there are Serena : They don't have bands. Angel : Which I like, 'cause if it's too loud Emily : Wanna come?
Angel : Oh, I think I may be busy. Wesley : [loud laugh] Good one. Oh, yes, no. He's no lounger, this one. Serena : [aside to Emily] The good ones are always gay. Cor, tick-tock.
What's he like again? Cordelia : Like a big baby hatching from a big egg, with really large hands, in need of a manicure. You're meeting him here. Are my girls ready to party? Cordelia : No.