A New World
Lilah: Not what I expected. You know, bunch of flowers and 'get well' cards, maybe a couple of those balloons with the smiley faces on them? [off of his look] Wow. I guess when she slit your throat she nicked your sense of humor.
Wesley: Not at all. I find you're being here extremely funny.
Lilah: And how is that?
Wesley: Because you're going to offer me a job.
Lilah: You know, I always forget - the very bottom of hell, in the ninth circle, the devil is frozen in ice, right? He got three heads, three mouths and those mouths are reserved for the worst sinners. Now, I can't remember - who is in the center mouth? Wh-what was his name? The one person in all of human history deemed the greatest sinner? Who is it?
Wesley: Judas Iscariot.
Lilah: Right. The worst spot in hell is reserved for those who betray. So, don't pretend you're too good to work for us.
Benediction
Lilah: I thought the 'come alone' was a particularly ironic touch. I mean, how else would you come?
Wesley: You don't know the first thing about me, do you?
Lilah: Probably not. Like, will he go straight to his car, or will he stop to warn her first? He has to think about it. That's good. That's all I really needed to know. You can go.
Tomorrow
Lilah: How's the throat? need a lozenge?
Lilah: What was it like? When she cut you.
Welsey: [Grabbing her throat.] Are you terribly anxious to find out?
Wesley: You now that sinking feeling you sometimes get the morning after? It's arrived early.
Lilah: It's like a little death. Several, in fact.
Wesley: Get out.
Lilah: What? No sweet kiss? No 'when can I see you again?' [Wesley
gives her a look.] Watch the dirty looks. That's what got me going in the
first place. I'll give you this: you sure know how to channel your rage, frustration,
and hate. Always a bigger turn on than love.
Wesley: You still here?
Lilah: I'm starting to like you, Wes. Don't go making more of this than it is. I'm not one of the doe-y eyed girls of Angel Investigations. - Don't be thinking about me when I'm gone.
Wesley: I wasn't thinking about you when you were here.
Lilah: So, your former boss has a soul. And you're losing yours. Why, you're just new all over, aren't you?
Deep Down
Lilah: Hmm, that didn't suck. Well, maybe just a little.
Wesley: Perhaps that's something we can expand on next time.
Lilah: What makes you think there'll be a next time?
Wesley: Because you can't resist me.
Lilah: I think you have that backwards.
Ground State
Lilah: You mean like you let your little slave girl go? Justine, is it?
Wesley: So, you finally heard about that?
Lilah: I heard. And I'm betting she heard a few things too.
Wesley: The walls are soundproofed. Though, she did call you "impossibly loud".
Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Lilah: ...Angel knows too.
Wesley: I don't work for Angel anymore. And I could care less what he thinks.
Lilah: You faker. That's what you said when he was sleeping with the fishes. And we know that that played out.
Wesley: That was different. So Angel knows about out relationship. Big deal.
Lilah: A dollar! You owe me a dollar!
Wesley: Oh damn!
Lilah: You called this a relationship. You lost the bet. You said it first. [Wesley hands her a dollar.] Sign it first, as proof.
Wesley: Proof of what?
Lilah: Of now. Of this.
Lilah: Let's just say I could have had Lorne's brain in a jar, but I left it in his head because he's a friend of yours.
Wesley: What's that supposed to do? Lull me into trusting you again?
Lilah: If I'd thought you'd ever trust me I would have never played you like that.
Wesley: It's never simple, is it?
Apocolypse Nowish AKA Rain of Fire
[Lilah is in Wesley's apartment dressed in a Catholic school girl uniform with pig tails and glasses.]
Wesley: Why are you dressed like that?
Lilah: [In a Texan accent.] Isn't this what you like? Big brain and a tight little -
Wesley: Lilah...
Lilah: Oh, forget about that evil witch. Let's talk about me. I'm good and pure and science turns me on, and-and one day if I pray hard enough and eat all my vegetables, I just might have hips.
Habeas Corpses
Wesley: It's over Lilah.
Lilah: You're serious.
Wesley: After what I saw last night, I believe a day of reckoning has arrived.
Lilah: And yu just reckon you'll toss in with the good guys?
Wesley: I'm choosing a side.
Lilah: And the girl of your dreams just happens to be on it. Hmm, what are the odds?
Wesley: This isn't about Fred. Or anyone else for that matter. It's about right and wrong.
Lilah: And you have such a clear grip on those concepts.
Wesley: I've made mistakes.
Lilah: You're making one now. I could wear the glasses again.
Wesley: Don't embarrass yourself. There's a line, Lilah. Black and white. Good and evil.
Lilah: Funny thing about black and white - you mix it together and you get grey. And it doesn't matter how much white you try and put back in, you're never gonna get anything but gray. And I don't see your Texas gal-pal wearing that color. Come to think of it, she prefers black.
Lilah: Now what?
Wesley: Now you disappear. You get patched up and leave town.
Lilah: Turn tail and run?
Wesley: This thing won't quit till everything at Wolfram and Hart is dead. Go underground, change your name. Don't make it's job easy.
Lilah: Wesley... Connor's trapped inside.
Wesley: What?
Lilah: I don't know if he's still alive. He's in the third floor conference toom. Not that there's a way back in, I just thought you should know.
Calvary
Lilah: You're a son of a bitch, you know that?
Wesley: When I said "go underground" I didn't think you'd... Is that where the beast...?
Lilah: I can't make it stop.
Wesley: I could take a look at it.
Lilah: Uh, I'm fine.
Salvage
Lilah: [Dead.] Why so glum? It's kind of what you wanted, isn't it? I mean, deep down. Me out of the picture - utterly, finally. You can't get outer than this. It makes life simpler, doesn't it? Cleaner?
Wesley: I didn't want this.
Lilah: Come one, what are you worried about Wesley? You hated yourself for being with me. Or maybe you hated yourself for loving being with me. Hey, semantics. In any case, we both knew, sooner or later, it would come to a messy end. For one of us anyway. So ease up on that furrowed brow. You're free now. No longer encumbered with the secret shame of our relationship.
Wesley: It wasn't a relationship.
Lilah: There's a signed dollar bill in your wallet I think proves different. You knew how I felt.
Wesley: You don't feel.
Lilah: The only true thing I ever -.
Wesley: You didn't love me. You couldn't.
Lilah: We'll never know now, will we.
Home
[A dead Lilah is in the lobby of the Hyperion.]
Wesley: She's not here. It's not her. It can't be.
Lilah: There's a signed dollar in your wallet that says different.
Wesley: It's a lie.
Lilah: Lah. It's a Lilah.
Gunn: Couldn't have been easy for you seeing Lilah like that.
Wesley: Oh yes, that was awkward wasn't it? You dicapitate a loved one you don't expect them to come visiting.
Gunn: Loved one?
Wesley: Figure of speech.
Lilah: I was wondering how long it would take you to get here.
Wesley: How'd I d?
Lilah: A little slower than I would have thought... but then you always did like to take your time. So you finally made it. Got behind the facade, and here it is, every dirty, little scheme. Every secret. All that evil, great and small. Just imagine what you could accomplish with that kind information.
Wesley: You wanted me to see this. You knew I'd -
Lilah: Die Hard your way up here? Come on, Wes. Who knows you better than me?
Wesley: Perhaps you don't know me as well as you think.
Lilah: What are you doing, Wesley?
Wesley: Standard perpetuity clause.
Lilah: You broke in here for my contract?
Wesley: I'm here to release you from it.
Lilah: Wesley.
Wesley: You've suffered enough. I want you to find some peace.
Lilah: Gallant to the end. But I knew what I signed up for.
Wesley: It's done.
Lilah: Look in the drawer. Flames wouldn't be eternal if they actually consumed anything. But it means something that you tried.