- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: I am totally drunk-faced.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Cause you can't hold your... what are you drinking again?
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Nothing.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: You can't hold that.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: Well, how much have you had?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: [inspects his bottle very carefully] Well, about a third of a half of this beer.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: [Drunk] That's weird, right?
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: [Also drunk] Yes, I think so. I think that's weird.
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: There's Gunn. Let's go ask him if that's weird.
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Hey. Hey, Gunn. Is something weird going on?
- [Gunn turns toward Wesley without moving his hands, which are together just below his waist]
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Charles, you just peed on my shoes.
- Gunn: [Looks down, confused] I'll be damned.
- [zips his zipper]
- Gunn: That's weird.
- Spike: [Very cheery] Hey, is this a great party or what?
- Winifred 'Fred' Burkle: OK, something is definitely wrong with this picture.
- Spike: [Still eerily cheery] This might be the greatest song ever written!
- [dances, moving his head, singing along]
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Yes. We appear to be under the effect of something, a spell.
- Gunn: Spike, how long have you been, you know... this?
- Spike: It's great, isn't it? I don't know. Happened a bit after I talked with Angel and Lorne. Yeah. Lorne told me to think positively.
- Spike: [Looking at demons and Wolfram and Hart employees in costume] In my day, no self-respecting creature of the night went out on All Hallow's Eve. We left that to the posers, the blighters who had to dress up and try to be scary.
- Eve: Simply put, this is a morale thing.
- Harmony: Good luck. Morale around here stinks.
- Angel: What?
- Harmony: Uh-huh. Everybody out there thinks you suck. Well, come on, boss. They're all out there sweating through their matsudas, worried if you're gonna axe them or, you know, axe them.
- Angel: OK, look, hey! I haven't... OK, I may have... killed... maybe a couple of them.
- Lorne: And clients... And potential clients.
- Lorne: [On the phone] It'll be fabulous. Believe me, Jerry. Yes. It's Grapes of Wrath in outer space. Uh-huh. Oh, it's got heart. Yes, it's got laser battles.
- [takes off his sunglasses]
- Lorne: It's got a timely message of interstellar poverty. Uh-huh. Listen, have your assistant call my assistant. We'll set something up.
- Lorne: [On the phone] Well, I'm pretty sure that Henry Fonda's dead, sweetie. Yeah. Bring him back to life? Let me talk to my science people. OK, no promises!
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Lorne's doing it - something to all of us.
- Lorne: [Defensive] I am not!
- Wesley Wyndam-Pryce: Everything he's told us to do, we're doing. Spike's thinking positive, Gunn is peeing all over the office.