Dark Angel Season 2 Episode 5

Max (about dressing up for the Halloween party): So, what are you gonna go as tonight?
Original Cindy: Either Snow Ho and the Seven Little Pimps or Rick James.

Sally (with her head on backwards): I'm exactly what they wanted. Designed with cartilage instead of bone. Good news is, I don't fracture on the battlefield. Bad news, I get bent out of shape sometimes.

Max: But you'd know what to do, right? I mean, if someone's head was off and needed to be put back on, you could handle it.
Rafer: Once someone's head comes off, it pretty much stays off, y'know?

Logan: That was my informant. According to him, the target is either a priest, a minister or a rabbi.
Max: Why do I feel like I've heard this joke before?

Max: Just another day in a broken world.

Normal: You have an ass where your head should be... Now bip! bip! bip!
Sketchy: It's three o'clock, man!?
Normal: Yeah, that's the time, you wanna give me the weather?

Original Cindy: What the hell was that?!
Max: Flashback. Happens all the time.

Max: We need to fan out and search the place top to bottom. Joshua, you take the basement.
Joshua: Joshua in basement. Always the plan.

Logan: Bingo!
Max: You found something?
Logan: No, I got bingo.

Sally: Hey, brown sugar, what's cookin'?
Original Cindy: Sweet baby Jesus!

Normal: I hate cats. Vile creatures. They're always sleeping and licking themselves.

Waitress: Heart, liver, lung of a sheep, minced with suet, onions, and oatmeal, boiled in the animal's stomach. Comes with French fries or coleslaw.
Joshua: Haggis. Yum!
Katarina: I'll have the haggis.
Dieter: I'll have the haggis.
Rafer: Just water.
Max: Nothing for me, thanks.
Waitress: Haggis, haggis, haggis, one water, one nothing.

Sally: Right now I'm in a situation, extreme in nature. Get my drift?
Kat: Let me guess. The business part of you's run off again.

Max: What the hell are you doing? Get your ass back here!
Sally: What do you want me to do? Body's got a mind of its own. Rover doesn't have a prayer. I run like the wind, baby.

Max (smiling): Normal, when it comes to a test of wills, you're gonna win, hands down.
Original Cindy: 'Cause you the man.
Max: But at what price? I mean, you're gonna lose half a day tomorrow easy, just getting the toilet paper off the building.

Original Cindy: But the worst part wasn't some talking head in a bag, or anomalies eatin' haggis, or even Joshua gettin' hauled off by the po-pos. It was my girl denying who she really is...denying the people that she loves. Sugar, that's the worst thing that you ever coulda done. That's the worst thing that coulda happened.