Angel -I stare at you- Your brother hates me Percyous, Even If I want to come back, no telling what he'll do to me!!
James:You idiot! That's not your son! His father is still alive! Percyous: I will get rid of my brother! He likes noone anyway,
Blake: "This dead guy looks alot like my father, who I haven't seen since I was 10 because I had to live in the woods and become an archer."
Angel -I step toward you- If I stay, do you promise to keep your brother, I'd hate to rip you to apart.