Angel: Are you mad at me for being around too much or for not being around enough? Buffy: Duh, yes. Angel: Which? Buffy: What? Angel: I don't get you. Buffy: No, you don't. Not anymore. Angel: Are you just making this harder to make this easier on yourself? Buffy: Can we stop with the brainteasers? I just wish it was over. Done. Angel: Huh. It's not that simple. Once the mayor... Buffy: I know. World in peril and we have to work together. This is my last office romance, I'll tell you that. Angel: You want me out of your face? [Buffy throws down the box of books and starts to walk away] Buffy: Isn't it a little hard for you? Angel: How can you ask me that? Just 'cause I'm not acting like a brat doesn't mean I don't feel anything. Buffy: It's nice to know what you think of me. Angel: What do you expect me to say when you just attack? Buffy: I just can't do this anymore. I can't have you in my life when I'm trying to move... [Angel gets shot and they both fall to the ground] Buffy: Angel!
Wesley: The Council's orders are to concentrate on the... Buffy: Orders? I don't think I'm gonna be taking any more orders. Not from you. Not from them. Wesley: You can't turn your back on the Council. Buffy: They're in England. I don't think they can tell which way my back is facing.