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WESLEY: [under Billy’s influence, attacking with ax] Would you like to hear my theory, Fred? It’s about how stupid you are. I believe that after five years of living in a cave, you’ll instinctively retreat to small dark places, rather than run outside where you’d be safe. … Let’s finish this.
FRED: I’m sorry, Wesley. You were right about me liking dark places to hide in. … But you forgot I also like to build things. [knocks him unconscious with device]
— Angel, “Billy” (3.6)
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ANGEL: So, ah… So, you don’t wanna talk to me?
FRED: I can’t, huh?
ANGEL: Why won’t you?
FRED: Because you’re not real. Or I’m not real. Somebody here isn’t real. And I suspect it’s you. So if you’re not real, that means that my head came off back there and that I’m dead now. Dead. And with me being dead and you not being real I can hardly be expected to have some big conversation with you at the moment, because it’s just a little too much pressure, alright?!
— Angel, “Through the Looking Glass” (2.21)
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ROGER BURKLE: I don’t see why it has to be this way. There are plenty of good schools in the area.
FRED: I know. And I have a nice room and I could meet a nice boy and we could get married and live in my nice room.
TRISH BURKLE: Well, he’d have to be a smallish fella.
FRED: … and we could have sweet little babies that could sleep in the drawer.
ROGER: I do not see a downside to this plan.
FRED: Daddy, I love you like pancakes, but I’m gettin’ the hell out of here.
— Angel, “A Hole in the World” (5.15)
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