AngelOh, God.
Don't fight it, my love. Just let it happen. It'll only hurt for a minute.
Angel
Oh, God. Oh, God.
Yes. Yes, I know. It was the same for me. The soul is gone, but it leaves a bitterness. It'll pass. What you need is a fresh kill. Hot human blood will wash away the foul memory of it. I promise. What? What is it?
Angel
You saved me.
Yes. But I was going to kill you tonight. Take you out of this world, the same way I brought you into it. But I didn't have to. You gave yourself over so completely, Angelus. I felt you surrender.
Angel
I gave you everything I had left.
Angel
I'm so sorry.
Angel
But I am. I am sorry.
Angel
I'm sorry Darla.
Angel
You saved me. Sorry I couldn't do the same for you.
Let go of me! You still have a soul!
Angel
I stopped by there earlier.
You enjoying your visit to 1973? I meant her message pad.
Angel
Oh right, that's a good idea. [Picks up a pencil] Oh, here. Use this you can make a rubbing of the impressions she left, see what the last thing was that she wrote.
Or we could just read the carbon.
Angel
[Drops the pencil] Or you can do that.
I feel like such an idiot.
Angel
A lot of that going around.
I just couldn't ... My whole life has been about being a cop. If I'm not a part of the force, it's like nothing I do means anything.
Angel
It doesn't.
Angel
Mean anything. In the greater scheme, in the big picture, nothing we do matters. There's no grand plan, no big win.
You seem kind of chipper about that.
Angel
Well ... I guess I kind of worked it out. If there's no great glorious end to all this, if ... nothing we do matters ... then all that matters is what we do. 'Cause that's all there is. What we do. Now. Today. I fought for so long for redemption, for a reward, finally, just to beat the other guy. But I never got it.
Angel
Not all of it. All I want to do is help. I want to help because I don't think people should suffer as they do, because if there's no bigger meaning, then the smallest act of kindness is the greatest thing in the world.
Yikes. Sounds like you've had an epiphany.
Angel
That's what I keep saying, but nobody's listening.
[Angel pours Harmony some blood.]
Angel
Here we go. That's it. Drink up.
Eww! Yech! It tastes funky.
Angel
It's pig's blood.
Ugh, well, that's gonna go straight to my hips. [Sighs] How do you stand this?
Angel
You get used to it.
I mean how do you stand everything? Being what you are, how can you deprive yourself of the taste? The sensation of rich, warm, human blood flowing into your mouth, bathing your tongue, caressing your throat with its sweet, sticky...
[Harmony's word picture is taking Angel to happy place.]
Angel
Me too.
Time and space. Those are the only solutions in a situation like this. And as long as we understand that, the healing process...
[Cordelia screams in the next room. She comes in holding clothes, ecstatically happy.]
Oh my God! These are gorgeous! You have the most amazing taste, like a gay man's taste and thats saying a lot. I love them so much! [hugs and kisses Angel] Thank you, thank you, you're the best. I have to go try these on. La la la! [Jumping with happiness] New clothes. I have new clothes.
Angel
[To an annoyed Wesley] I got her new clothes.
Angel
Gee, I don't know, saving your life.
I don't need you to save my life.
Angel
Gee, a little gratitude, Lindsey, goes a long way.
You got no business. Why? Why aren't you trying to kill me?
Angel
Excuse me, I'm on a case here, Lindsey. Does everything have to be about killing you all the time?
PParole Officer
I can see that you guys got issues. I'll just- [Angel chokes him]
That is my lead. You are choking my lead.
Angel
He's my lead, he's my lead. What are we, in the schoolyard here? Look, if you want to get to the bottom of this, you gotta learn how to play with others. [to P.O.] Okay look, I'm gonna loosen the rope and you're gonna tell me all about your parolee Bradley Scott.
Angel
The guy whose hand you're wearing. You might want to listen up.
You don't tell me what to do.
Angel
He's so immature.
Angel
[to P.O.] We're waiting.
PParole Officer
I'm not telling you zip. You can kill me but Wolfram and Hart will do a lot worse.
Angel
Kill you? Why would I kill you...[morphs into vamp-face]...when I could live off you for a month?
[The guy looks back at Angel and yells as he sees his changed face; Angel pats his face as Lindsey grimaces]
Angel
Hmm, can't you just taste that butter fat? [Grins at Lindsey]
You are really gross, you know that?
Angel
I'm just here to say bon voyage and don't come back.
To L.A.? Nah, you can have this place.
Angel
Good, I'm glad I didn't have to do something immature here.
The key to Wolfram & Hart- don't let them make you play their game. You gotta make them play yours.
Angel
Thanks, I'll keep that in mind. Don't drive too fast. Lot of cops out there. [Lindsey drives away with a "Cops Suck" sign on the back of his truck]
Angel
I'll say. You might want to start with his singing. [Laughs.]
[Cordelia slaps the back of her hand against Angel's chest and steps up to Lindsey.]
Hi. You probably don't remember me. Cordelia. I know you're evil - and everything, but that was just so amazing.
Angel
Is everyone drunk?
[Wesley and Angel just came back from fighting a Haklar.]
How was the big fight? All big and fighty?
We managed to kill the Haklar just as it was about to devour a group of power walkers.
Angel
It was horrible.
I know. I saw it in my stupid vision, remember?
Angel
No, not the Haklar, the power walkers. I mean, walking I get, but power walking? Why not just run for a shorter time?
[Cordelia looks at Angel strangely.]
Angel
Weird. Plus, one of them hit him. (Points to Wesley, whose forehead is injured.)
(gasps) A power walker did that?
Apparently, she felt I'd disrespected the Haklar's culture by killing it.
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