Starting 2/1/2012, 10pm.
Starting now…
“Illyria can be difficult.”
Wes, the master of understatement. 
Angel talking about testing Illyria, sound like Prof. X testing mutants.
Good thing that always turns out well.
Connor is back…
“Hey Dad!”
NOOOOOOOO!!!
And they are always wel adjusted people too. 
You’re supposed to wear that red stuff on the inside, Charlie-Boy. :eek:
“I enjoy hurting you.”
Spike’s perfect woman.
I’m not seeing the point of tourchering Gunn, I know it’s supposed to be a hell dimension but why?
“You reek of frustration. It curls off of you like smoke.”
“We call that Scotch.” 
Torture to the point of death. Repeatedly. Forever.
That’s sort of the point.
He looks damn good in that suit. They dressed Hamilton really well.
Conner does seem to be doing much better that his memory was wiped.
“He’s in good hands. Or claws, as the case may be.”
But then he forgets…
Yes, and he is more of a company man that what’s her name was…
Not completely. Lindsey was afraid of the basement. The perfect life, punctuated with unspeakable terror? It’s pretty advanced torment, methinks.
“I’d like to keep Spike as my pet.”
“I’d like to keep Spike as my pet.”
“Your body warms. This one is lusting after me.”
“I’ve always had a thing for older women.”
“They were supposed to fix that.”
Pure gold. 