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DOYLE: Well, I like the place. Not much with the view, but it's got a nice Batcave sort of an air to it.
ANGEL: Who are you?
DOYLE: Doyle.
ANGEL: You don't smell human.
DOYLE: Well, that's a bit rude. As it happens I'm very much human. (sneezes, demons out for a second) On my mother's side.

DOYLE: It's not all about fighting and gadgets and such. It's about reaching out to people, showing them that there's love and hope still left in this world.

DOYLE: I get visions. Which is to say great splitting migraines that come with pictures. A name, a face. I don't know who sends them. I just know whoever sends them is more powerful than me or you, and they're just trying to make things right.
ANGEL: Well, why me?
DOYLE: Well, because you've got potential. And the balance sheet isn't exactly in your favor yet.
ANGEL: Well why you?
DOYLE: We all got something to atone for.

ANGEL: Why would a woman I've never met even talk to me?
DOYLE: Have you looked into a mirror lately? No, I guess you really haven't, no.

DOYLE: What happened to Russell?
ANGEL: He went into the light.
DOYLE: Yet you don't seem to be in a celebratin' mood.
ANGEL: I killed a vampire. I didn't help anyone.
DOYLE: You sure about that? Because there's a girl upstairs who's as happy as can be.

CORDELIA: So I figure that we should charge based on a case-by-case analysis, but with me working for a flat fee. I mean, um...that is, if... you think that you can use me? (he smiles, hands her the box) Of course this is just temporary - until my inevitable stardom takes affect. (She walks off)
DOYLE: You made a good choice. She'll provide a connection to the world. She's got a very - humanizing influence.
ANGEL: You think she's a hottie.
DOYLE: Ah, yeah, she's a stiffener alright, I can't lie about that. But, you know, she could use a hand.
ANGEL: True.
DOYLE: You know there's a lot of people in this city need helpin'.
ANGEL: Hmm. So I noticed.
DOYLE: You game?
ANGEL: I'm game.