[Angel is dreaming that the team are celebrating for Spike.]
Well, this is... Thank you, everyone. I don't know what to say. I'm just a working-class bloke fulfilling his destiny. It was nothing, really.
Nothing? Spike, you single-handedly ended Armageddon and turned the world into a beautiful, happily-ever-after-candy-mountain place where all our dreams come true.
[The world is shown as looking like a fairytale.]
The living end. And now it's time for your reward.
WesleyYes, your reward!
But I didn't do this for a reward.
Well, that's why you're getting one.
[The Blue Fairy enters the room.]
Wesley
After all, anyone who saves the universe from eternal bloodshed, horror, and misery deserves to get what they've always wanted.
Deserves to become a real boy.
FFairy
And so you shall. [waves her wand over Spike]
My heart. It's... it's beating again! Listen.
[puts her ear to his chest] You're human, Spike. You're alive!
Wesley
Let's hear it for Spike!
[The staff shout "Hip Hip Hooray" for Spike as Angel walks away sadly, pushing a mail cart.]
Wesley
Had to be someone else. Someone with the ability to slip past Wolfram & Hart security systems.
Like our magically tattooed faux Doyle.
Spike, I don't wanna go in blind. Anything else you know about this guy?
Not much. Average size. Dressed like an urban cowboy. Got his hand chopped off once.
[Angel, Cordy, Wes, and Gunn realize who is impersonating Doyle.]
Wesley
He's back.
Lock the building down, make sure he can't get out. Don't trust security systems. He won't show up because of those tattoos of his.
Wesley
There could be a way to fix that. I'll need some help.
[to Angel] Who is Lindsey?
A lawyer. Wolfram & Hart's former golden boy, till he ran off to go find himself.
Yeah, he should've stayed lost. Harmony, guard Eve. She moves, eat her.
[grins widely] Really? Thanks.
Wesley
[about Angel] He's realized Nina has feelings for him.
Wesley
He can be rather dense.
Um... By the way, my car is in the shop again and I was thinking--
Wesley
Of course. [picks up the phone]
Maybe, you and I, we could--
Wesley
[holds up his hand to silence her] Yes, Ms. Burkle needs a driver to take her home tonight. That's right: 511 Windward Circle.
[singing] Three little maids who, all unwary,/ Come from a ladies' seminary,/ Freed from its genius tutelary--/ Three little maids from school!/ Three little maids --
[Gunn notices Wesley is at his door.]
[rapping] ...and ya don't stop with all the ladies in the... gangsta but ... go [spoken] What's up?
Wesley
I should ask you. You seem unutterably cheery.
I am. I am. Look...I gotta be straight with you, 'cause this is kinda blowin' my mind.
Wesley
Tell me.
Fred and I are gettin' back together. [Wesley's smile melts] She was so keyed up from last night's fight, she asked me over. We ended up talkin' for hours, like old times. Then, all of a sud...I can't even keep this up, 'cause your face is gonna make me weep. Wes, I am so messin' with you.
Any idea how she got past you?
One second she was standing there, the next, poof.
Wesley
I don't think so. No characteristic displacement of the atmosphere around her.
I fancied I saw a blur just before she went Houdini.
Yeah, like she was pulling a Barry Allen.
[Angel looks at him, not recognizing the name; Gunn looks around at the others]
Jay Garrick? Wally-- Like she was moving really fast.
Wesley
Is there something you'd like to tell me, Charles?
[Gunn turns in horror to see Wes is holding him at gunpoint after overhearing some of Gunn's conversation with the doctor.]
Wesley
Knox was in contact with the doctor. But you already know that, don't you?
Yeah, one of my sources...
Wesley
Don't! What he said... about Fred, about her soul, is it true? What did you do, Charles?
It was just a piece of paper. I was losing it. Everything they put in my head, everything that made me different. Special. And he could fix it. Make it permanent. So I signed a piece of paper. It was a custom's release form. I didn't think anyone would get hurt.
Wesley
Nothing from Wolfram & Hart is ever free. You knew that.
I couldn't go back... to being just the muscle. I... I didn't think it would be one of us. I didn't think it would be Fred.
Wesley
I understand not wanting to go back, not wanting to be who we were. I understand it. And I can forgive it. But you knew what was happening to her. You knew who was responsible and you didn't say anything. You let her die.
[Picks up a scalpel from the table and thrusts it into Gunn's gut.]
Wesley
I'm less forgiving about that.
[slams Wesley against wall] What the hell did you do?
Wesley
What I had to.
I don't remember seeing "stab Gunn" on the agenda this morning.
Wesley
I avoided the major organs. He'll probably live.
Is that supposed to make it all right?
Wesley
Nothing is all right! Nothing will ever be all right.
Wesley
No, we won't. Fred's soul... her soul was destroyed resurrecting Illyria.
You grieve, still, for a single life?
Wesley
Why are you here?
I... I'm uncertain. This place, was part of the shell.
Wesley
Don't call her-- The woman you killed had a name.
This is important to you. Things have names. The shell. Winifred Burkle. She can't return to you.
Wesley
I know.
Yet there are fragments. When her brain collapsed, electrical spasms channeled into my function system. Memories. [sighs and Fred's voice] Please. Wesley, why can I stay?
Wesley
No. Leave.
I have nowhere to go. My kingdom is long dead. Long dead. There's, so much I don't understand. I become, overwhelmed. I'm, unsure of my place.
Wesley
Your place is with the rest of your people, dead and turned to ash.
Perhaps. But I exist here. I must learn to walk in this world. I'll need your help, Wesley.
Wesley
If I were to help you find your way, you have to learn to change. You mustn't kill.
You killed the Qua'ha Xahn in defiance of your leader.
Wesley
He murdered the woman I love.
Wesley
No. It wasn't just. I'm probably the last man in the world to teach you what's right.
But you will. If I abide, you will help me.
Wesley
Yes.
Wesley
Yes.
We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?
Wesley
There's love. There's hope. For some, there's hope that you'll find something worthy. That your life will lead you to some joy. That after everything, you can still be surprised.
Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?
You break so easily. Why do you bother getting back up?
Right. We need to set some ground rules. First off... no more punching me in the face. Secondly, when I punch you in the face, you tell me how you feel so I can write that down on my clipboard. Third... no touching my clipboard. Fourth...
Well, we're gonna have to fix that, 'cause...
[Illyria kicks Spike in the face. Spike punches her. Illyria punches him across the room]
Wesley
How goes it?
I've been hitting the half-breed. He makes noise.
We're off to a bit of a rough start, but don't worry. I'll break her.
Wesley
She's not a horse, Spike. You know, this room is equipped with automated training devices. You don't have to test her by just... allowing her to pummel you.
We're working on the basics. But don't worry--I'm writing it all down.
Wesley
Ok. Fine.
You reek of frustration. Curls off of you like smoke.
Actually, love, we call that scotch. 12-year Lagavulin, if I'm not mistaken. Good choice.
Wesley
It's nothing. I'm just, uh... I had a... slight disagreement with Angel.
Oh, old broody-pants got you wound up, eh? Keep in mind, he can't get laid without maybe going crazy. Makes it funny.
In my time, a leader would punish your insolence with death.
Wesley
We're not being insolent, Illyria.
Wesley
You changed the world.
He's my son, Wesley. Connor's my son.
Wesley
Did you trade her? Did you trade Fred for your son?
Wesley
Everything that's happened since we took over Wolfram & Hart, everything that's happened to...her... Did you know? Was Fred the price?
No. Wes... I can explain. Just put that down.
Wesley
Why are you so afraid of this? He said it would bring back the past. Will it undo what you've done?
No. It won't bring her back.
Wesley
Let's find out.
[He motions like he's going to throw the glass cube to the ground.]
No! Please. You have to trust me.
Wesley
I can't. Not anymore.
[Wesley slams the glass cube into the ground. As it shatters, the cube releases an explosion of bright yellow light, sending everyone in the room back from the blast. The force of the magic knocked everyone to the ground. Wesley, his past memories now available to him, stares at Angel in shock and dismay. Angel sees Wesley reacting to those memories, and remembers his son is nearby as well.]
[A haggard and very unhappy-looking Wesley sits at his desk in the dark staring straight ahead. Illyria stands nearby.]
You betrayed Angel. You stole his son. He tried to kill you.
Wesley
Yes.
Are these the memories you needed back? Does this now make you Wesley?
Wesley
At least I know what happened.
Do you? There are two sets of memories--those that happened and those that are fabricated. It's hard to tell which is which.
Wesley
Try to push reality out of your mind. Focus on the other memories. They were created for a reason.
Wesley
To endure it.
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