[Wesley steers a small ship across the dark ocean.]
JJustine
So, what's it gonna be tonight, captain? Bicycle, old tire, or maybe we'll get real lucky and catch us nice shopping cart. Here's a wacky thought: why don't you swim down there yourself?
[Wesley flips a switch and looks down at a readout.]
WesleyNo contact. We'll try the next grid.
[He walks over to the map laid out on the table and makes some markings.]
JJustine
You really think finding Angel is going to change anything?
Wesley
Everything changes.
JJustine
Well, I guess anything is better than sitting around in my cage all day with nothing to do but to fill my bucket.
Wesley
Perhaps you should have considered that before slitting my throat.
[He walks back to the steering wheel.]
JJustine
The great Wesley Wyndham-Price, the shining beacon of all that's good and pure. But wait, no! That's before he started banging the enemy and keeping slave-girl in his closet.
Wesley
You were always a slave, Justine. You just couldn't see the chains.
JJustine
Thanks, Swami, I'll meditate on that.
Wesley
You think she would be disappointed?
Wesley
Your sister. That's where it all began, isn't it? Sister murdered by a vampire, consumed by a need of revenge...
Wesley
Is that what you call it? Turning a son against his father.
JJustine
Angel got what he deserved.
Wesley
We all get what we deserve. You and Holtz deserved each other. You two have so much in common. Pain, loss, deep seated lack of anything approaching humor.
JJustine
I don't know. We had a few laughs. Getting you to steal Angel's baby, now that was a good one.
Wesley
Better than tricking Connor into sinking his father to the bottom of the ocean?
JJustine
Well, that was worth a couple of yuks, too.
Wesley
Not much of a plan though, was it, really? Easy to figure out which door to kick in when Angel went missing. And not much harder to persuade you to betray everything Holtz had given his life for. Not that it was worth very much. Well, you should know. You're the one that ended it.
[Justine picks up the wrench that was holding down the maps and hauls back to hit the back of Wesley's head.]
Wesley
[Without turning to look] I'll take away your bucket.
[Justine tosses the wrench back on the table.]
[Wesley and Lilah are laying in bed, sleepily chatting.]
Wesley
So Angel knows about our relationship. Big deal.
A dollar! You owe me a dollar!
Wesley
Oh, damn!
You called this a 'relationship'. [sing-song voice] You lost the be-et. You said it fir-irst. [Wesley hands her a dollar] Sign it first, as proof.
Wesley
Proof of what?
Of now. Of this. [she nuzzles his nose; they kiss]
[walks up to angel] So, we've heard from the socially handi-capable. What's your story?
Mad [stands] You're all mad. These clothes. Your speech. This place. What land is this?
What land is it supposed to be?
Wesley
Yes, where do you hail from, friend?
I'm not your friend, you English pig. We never wanted you in Ireland. We don't want you now.
....
Wesley
Well, what's your name?
Liam [concerned, holds his throat again]
Great. We've all got names. [walks toward the door] Bye, now.
In the meanwhile, guess what I'm doing for fun.
[Cut to Wesley duct-taping Lorne to the lobby bench while Gunn and Cordelia look on.]
I say we cut his head off.
Wesley
He may have information we need. When he wakes up—
When he wakes up, we don't even know if this tape is gonna hold him. I say we cut his damn head off.
Wesley
Thank you very much, Marie Antionette.
Hey! Hey, you two want to stop the homo-erotic buddy cop session long enough to explain this?
[Lilah is sitting on Wesley's table, dressed up as Fred.]
LALilah, as Fred
Forget about that evil witch. Let's talk about me. I'm good, and pure, and science turns me on, and one day, if I pray hard enough and eat all my vegetables, I just might have hips!
Wesley
Are you finished?
Did it turn you on? Watching her up there in front of all those braniacs knowing she was the smartest one in the room?
Wesley
Her theories deserve attention.
Just her theories? I saw the way you looked at her. Oh, come on. Do you think I care about your little crush? Moon all you want of the Texas twig 'cause I know whose bed you'll be crawling into at the end of the day. Or the middle of it.
Wesley
You think you know me?
Better than she ever will.
[Angel has reluctantly agreed to release Angelus]
A strong one. About ten-by-twelve, steel reinforced. Two inch bars, maybe three. I'll make some calls.
What, he thinks something like that's going to hold the Beast?
Wesley
It's not for the Beast. It's for him.
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