Monday, May 8, 2007
Angel: You know, Lindsey, we can philosophize all night. Hell...we could do it forever, huh? I don't need to eat, sleep, drink. How about you?
Lindsey: That's what I like to see... the Angel of yore. Takes no prisoners, suffers no fools. How 'bout this? It's here. It's been here all along. Underneath. You're just too damn stupid to see it.
Angel: See what?
Lindsey: The apocalypse, man. You're soaking in it.
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