You got to promise not to laugh.
It's gotta come from the heart.
FFred
Will you stop being such a little girl? I said, I promise.
[Gunn steps out into Fred's view and spreads his arms so she can get a look at his tux, not looking at her. Fred's eyes go wide. After a moment she bursts out laughing.]
This is what your promises are worth? I'm having a lot of trust issues at this time in my life.
I wanna know how he does it. No last name, no bank account. How are you ordering stuff off the web?
FFred
It's not that hard, really. All you have to do is hack into the shipping database, find someone who is ordering what you want, then substitute your information. Except that would just be high-tech robbery.
I memorized Cordelia's credit card numbers.
FFred
Oh. Low-tech robbery.
I'm not interested in what you think!
[About Wesley] He took my son.
I know this is life and death. I'm just saying, let's get...
[Angel grabs Gunn's shirt collar with both hands and pushes him back.]
You better get your damn hands off of me!
FFred
Stop it! Stop it both of you! This isn't helping, damn it! [Pushes them apart] Back off! There is only one thing that matters right now, and that is 'where is Connor?'
[Angel visits Wesley in the hospital.]
Hey, Wes. I just -- I want you to know I understand why you did it. I know about the prophecies and I know how hard it must have been for you to... do what you did. You thought I was gonna turn evil and kill my son. I didn't. It's important you know that. This isn't Angelus talking. It's me, Angel. You know that, right?
[Wesley blinks his eyes once]
Good. [grabs a pillow and shoves it down on Wes' face] Son of a bitch, you're gonna pay for what you did! You took my son! You son of a bitch! You bastard! You think I'd forgive you?! Never! You're gonna die! You hear me? You're gonna pay!
OOrderly
[tries to drag Angel off of Wesley] Hey!
[throws him off] You took my son, YOU TOOK MY SON!
Angel, stop! [Gunn and the orderlies begin to drag Angel away with success]
I'll kill you! You're dead! You're a dead man, Pryce! You're dead! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! You're a dead man! Dead! Dead!
I'm sorry this has come to pass.
FFred
About what? What was unclear?
Well, upstairs you said you thought Gunn was in danger.
And you think that because...?
FFred
He broke up with me!
That is good. I am relieved.
FFred
No this is worse. Much worse. I wish he had broken up with me.
Fred, are you sure he didn't? I mean, those things you said he said to you...
FFred
I know I said he said those things to me, but he would never say those things to me.
FFred
Exactly! That's why I know he's in trouble.
Let me get this straight. You and Gunn are dating.
FFred
Not any more, I guess!
FFred
Don't you see? He hurt me. And the only reason he'd do something like that is to protect me from something. And whatever it is, it's gotta be bad, because this hurts like hell.
Then I guess we better help him. We are not losing another member of this family.
You're too weak to take me.
[Connor looks at Angel for another moment, then turns, picks up the chair, slams it down on the floor, and sits facing Angel. Gunn begins to stir and sit up. Angel lowers himself into a chair across from Connor with a slight sigh.]
So, how was your summer? Mine was fun. Saw some fish, went mad with hunger, hallucinated a whole bunch.
Connor: You deserved worse.
Because I killed Holtz, except I didn't. I tried telling you that while you were busy offshore dumping me, but I didn't know the whole score. Holtz killed himself. Actually he had your buddy Justine do it with an ice pick. Just to make you hate me.
Connor: Even if, you still deserved it.
What I deserve is open to debate. But understand there is a difference between wishing vengeance on someone and taking it. So now the questions becomes: what do you deserve?
[Connor suddenly umps up from his chair and runs for the door, but Angel intercepts him, tossing him against the wall.]
Daddy's not finished talking.
[He crouches down next to where Connor sits, scrunched up against the wall.]
Wesley told me everything that's been going on. So, as far as I'm concerned what you deserve rests on one answer: [Angel leans in closer.] Did you do something to Cordelia?
No way she just happened to disappear the same night.
I'm telling the truth, okay?
I know. You've done enough lying for me to know the difference. The truth has a better sound to it, less nasal, you know? Get up. [Connor stands up.] I can tell. What you did to me... was unbelievable, Connor. But then, I got stuck in a hell dimension by my girlfriend one time for a hundred years, so three months under the ocean actually gave me perspective. Kind of a M. C. Esher perspective -- but I did get time to think. About us, about the world. Nothing in the world is the way it ought to be. It's harsh, and cruel. But that's why there's us. Champions. It doesn't matter where we come from, what we've done or suffered, or even if we make a difference. We live as though the world were as it should be, to show it what it can be. You're not a part of that yet. I hope you will be. I love you, Connor. Now get out of my house.
[Angel sways on his feet then leans against the wall. Fed and Gunn run over to him.]
All that talking really takes it out of you.
I need Cordy, now. Wherever she is, whatever she's going through, we have to find her. [panning out to the sky]
[glowing among other higher beings] God, I am so bored.
[Lorne is the headline act at a Las Vegas casino.]
Nobody seems to be bothered by the fact that he's a demon.
FFred
They must think it's all makeup, like the Blue Man Group. You don't think... the Blue Man Group...
FFred
Is that why you ran out while Cordelia was singing?
Well, "A", I wasn't running, I was fleeing. And, "B", yes.
Well, how horrible is this thing?
Well, I haven't read the Book of Revelations lately, but, if I was searching for adjectives, I'd probably start there.