Angel, Season 1

Cordelia:
Pretend to read any good books lately?

Angel:
Cordelia. I thought you went home.

Cordelia:
[sits] You called him 'Doyle.'

Angel:
It... just happened. I hope Wesley's okay with it.

Cordelia:
Oh, who cares about him. This is about Doyle. You never say his name.

Angel:
I say it.

Cordelia:
No, you don't. Look, you don't have to be Joe-stoic about his dying. I mean, I know that you have this unflappable vibe working for you, but you don't have to do that for me.

Angel:
I'm not unflappable.

Cordelia:
Great! So... flap.

Angel:
[stands, walks to window, turns] ... ... I miss him.

Cordelia:
[smiles] Me, too.

Angel:
I've been around death before. A lot. I've lost people, I've killed people...

Cordelia:
And you are dead. ...Sorry.

Angel:
It shouldn't have happened. I shouldn't have let it happen.

Cordelia:
Angel, it wasn't your fault. It hurts.

Angel:
Yeah.