I need you to talk to my parents. They have to know I wasn’t scared, that itwas quick. That I wasn’t scared… Oh God.
This child - Angel, it’s the one good thing we ever did together. The only good thing. You make sure to tell him that.
Don’t let her grace or gentle beauty fool you. Winifred Burkle is a monster.
Drusilla: “Oh, it’s beautiful. Dank and dark. It reeks of death.”
Darla: “That’s motor oil, Dru.”
You know what? I get it. You’re a ghost. You’re dead. Big accomplishment! Move on! - You see a light anywhere? Go towards it, okay?