Gunn
[researching from a book] Got it. The dark soul.
Gunn
A lot. There are over 3,200 different references. Four of them are about you.
This is getting us nowhere.
Let me see this. [reading] Well, that's not fair. I didn't even have a soul when I did that.
[slurring, as a demon bumps into her.] Hey, you want a piece of me, buddy? That's right, keep walking. You walk alone! You walk alone!
Careful, that thing's loaded.
So am I. I mean, wow. Wes. Wesley, [puts her arms around Wesley's neck] I am totally drunk-faced!
Because you can't hold your.. What are you drinking?
Oh, yeah? Lightweight? How much have you had?
[holds up a beer bottle] Including this, I've had... about 1/3 of a half of this beer.
Yes, I think so. I think that's weird.
There's Gunn. Let's go ask him if that's weird.
[Fred and Wesley walk up to Gunn, who's facing away from them.]
Hey. Hey, Gunn. Is something weird going on? [Gunn turns toward Wesley without moving his hands, which are together just below his waist] Charles, you just peed on my shoes.
Gunn
[looks down, confused] I'll be damned. [zips his zipper] That's weird.
Everything he's told us to do, we're doing. Spike's thinking positive. Gunn is peeing all over the office.
[slurring] And we're a little bit drunk.
Yes! But not because we drank. Because Lorne told us to be drunk!
[to Gunn] Lorne told you to pee all over the office?
Gunn
Lord, I hope so.
Gunn
Still not sure why Blondie Ghost tagged along.
Not much choice really, is there? Can't drink, smoke, diddle my willy. Doesn't leave much to do other than watch you blokes stumble around playing Agatha Christie.
Yeah, remind me again how you ended up in the front seat.
Oh. [pulls up a shotgun] I thought we were doing a weapons check.
Gunn
Nothing wrong with that. [pulls up an axe] We may need these bad boys if we're going up against some Mexican Day of the Dead heart-sucking monster.
Angel, the church we're looking for is about half a mile... [Angel suddenly spins the car around in a 180]
Always was a bit of a drama queen.
I just--I don't get it. Why'd you kill Eli?
Didn't much like what he was doing in his off hours.
Well, that's not right. What Eli did on his own time--
Gunn
Is dismember virgins.
Oh. Well, a person's religious beliefs is no cause for--
Gunn
He did it for his own amusement.
Oh. Well, okay. Still, couldn't you've given him a stern warning or something first?
Called a zero-tolerance policy, not a maybe-this-once policy.
[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.]
Gunn
The living end. And now it's time for your reward.
But I didn't do this for a reward.
Gunn
Well, that's why you're getting one.
[The Blue Fairy enters the room.]
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!
Gunn
Ooh, I wanna hear!
[The staff shout "Hip Hip Hooray" for Spike as Angel walks away sadly, pushing a mail cart.]
Gunn
[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.]
Gunn
[rapping] ...and ya don't stop with all the ladies in the... gangsta but ... go [spoken] What's up?
I should ask you. You seem unutterably cheery.
Gunn
I am. I am. Look...I gotta be straight with you, 'cause this is kinda blowin' my mind.
Gunn
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?
Gunn
One second she was standing there, the next, poof.
I don't think so. No characteristic displacement of the atmosphere around her.
I fancied I saw a blur just before she went Houdini.
Gunn
Yeah, like she was pulling a Barry Allen.
[Angel looks at him, not recognizing the name; Gunn looks around at the others]
Gunn
Jay Garrick? Wally-- Like she was moving really fast.
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.]
Knox was in contact with the doctor. But you already know that, don't you?
Gunn
Yeah, one of my sources...
Don't! What he said... about Fred, about her soul, is it true? What did you do, Charles?
Gunn
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.
Nothing from Wolfram & Hart is ever free. You knew that.
Gunn
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.
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.]
I'm less forgiving about that.
Listen, Gunn... I know you feel bad about your part in what happened to Fred. And you should. For the rest of your life, it should wake you up in the middle of the night. And it will...because you're a good man. You signed a piece of paper, that's all.
Gunn
But I knew. Not about Fred, but... when I signed, I knew there would be consequences.
You know, the thing about atonement is, you never run out of chances... but you gotta take 'em. You can't hide in some hospital room and pretend it's all gonna go away... 'cause it never will.