[Four black-clad commandos break into Darla's motel room, taser Angel nearly senseless, and hold Darla.]
Lindsey
[brutally yanks back Angel's head] How did you think this would end?
[Drusilla glides gracefully into the room towards Darla, who quickly realizes her intention and tries to resist but to no avail. Drusilla vamps and bites Darla, then completes the siring by drawing her own blood for Darla to drink in turn. Silent and immobile, Angel watches in agony as Darla's precious, newly-saved soul is lost forever.]
Lindsey
Well, our files aren't a hundred percent, but I guess it's fair to say you've never seen anything like real poverty. I'm talking dirt poor. No shoes, no toilet, six of us kids in one room. And come flu season it was down to four. I was seven when they took the house. They just came right in and took it. And my daddy's being nice, you know? Joking with the bastards while he signs the deed. So yeah, we had a choice. You got stepped on or you got to stepping. And I swore to myself that I was not gonna be the guy standing there with a stupid grin on my face while my life got dribbled out.
[head falls off hand] [pretends to jolt awake] I'm sorry, I nodded off. Did you get to the part where you're evil?
[Lilah, Holland and Lindsey are entering the vault where the box from the ritual is stored. Lindsey's right arm is in a sling.]
The senior partners were very impressed with your sacrifice.
[Lindsey looks at him.]
Trust me, we'll even the score with them.
Lindsey
Yes, we will.
Beginning with what's in that box.
[Lilah leans to look in through the bars running along the top of the box.]
We're all very pleased you're here. I know it's a bit confusing, but it's gonna be better soon. A lot better...
[Camera pans to show a naked woman crouched in one corner of the box, shaking in terror.]
Lindsey. You never talk about yourself, Lindsey. You have a girlfriend? Boyfriend? Someone special?
Lindsey McDonald
There's no one.
You can be with someone for 150 years - think you know them. Still - doesn't work out. Angelus - why, you should have seen us together.
Lindsey
He was a different person then.
And so was I. Now do you know what we've become?
Lindsey
Enemies?
Oh no. Much worse. Now we're soulmates. [laughs as Lindsey stares]
Lindsey
Darla?
Lindsey
I just uh... I said, your name... Darla.
It sounds so odd, doesn't it?
Lindsey
I don't know what you mean-.
It wasn't my name when I was human. First time I was human, I mean.
Lindsey
What was your name?
[without sentiment] I don't remember. I'm not her, whoever she was. I was Darla for so long. And then... I wasn't. I wasn't anything. I just... stopped. He killed me, and I was done. But then you brought me back.
Lindsey
Yes...
What did you bring back, Lindsey? What am I? Did you bring back that girl, whose name I can't remember?... Or did you bring back something else? The other thing?
Lindsey
Both. Neither. You're just you... whatever that is.
Why haven't you kissed me? You've been dying for it, haven't you?
Lindsey
I didn't know if you wanted me to...
Why should that matter? Do you think I ever hesitated when I wanted something? Life's too short. Believe me. I know. Four hundred years, and still too short.
[Lindsey steps forward and kisses her softly.]
Mmm, that's how humans get what they want. I remember that much.
[Lindsey kisses her again.]
Lindsey
Do you like it?
It's nice. - But it's not me you want to screw.
[Lindsey pulls back to look at her.]
Lindsey
What?
It's him. You all think you can use me to get to Angel.
Lindsey
Maybe.
[He kisses her hard, pushing her up against the table.]
Lindsey
I don't know and I don't care.
[They kiss and suddenly Darla bites the side of Lindsey's neck, hard and he pulls away. They break apart.]
Lindsey
No.
That's how vampires get what they want. What am I?
Lindsey
Darla...
Lindsey
Yes.
Careful. Darla would snap you in half. - Is that who I am?
[She pushes away from him and leans her head against the window. Lindsey reaches one hand up to cover the side of his neck.]
Lindsey
I understand what you're going through.
[Darla shakes her head and pushes away from the glass.]
No. Nobody understands. Nobody can understand. I can feel this body dying, Lindsey. I can feel it decaying moment by moment. It's being eaten away by this thing inside of it. It's a cancer, this soul!
[Darla has just told Angel that she is dying and he has kicked open Lindsey's door to confront him about this.]
I may not be able to come in, Lindsey, but...
Lindsey
Wipe your feet.
Lindsey
Wipe your feet. You can come in. Jeez, I invited you in already.
[About Darla] Do you love her, Lindsey? [Lindsey looks down] Is that what this is? Heh! Look at you. A few short months with her and you go all schoolboy. I was with her for 150 years.
Lindsey
But you never loved her.
I wasn't capable of it and neither are you.
Lindsey
Maybe not. But I'd save her if I could. And you can. And you won't. So you got a choice pal: waste the last two months of her life searching for a cure that doesn't exist, watch her wither away and die...or you can use the only real power you got. You can make this disease go away today if you wanted to.
Lindsey
By giving her life! Eternal life.
And then what, Lindsey? You and her can be together? If I were to do it if I turned her, how long do think it would be before she hunted you down and had you for breakfast? I've got to say, I mean, that thought alone almost makes it worth it. But there is another way, and I'll find it.
[Angel throws the medical files at Lindsey and walks out.]
I hear the sirens. They don't know if the world will be there in the morning.
Do you hear the sirens? Are-are the police coming?
Lindsey
[Shakes his head.] No. She senses what this place was built for.
Ah, yes. Drusilla, you're quite right. This was originally a bomb shelter in the fifties. We had it converted. Wine has always been my passion.
[Darla giggles.]
People huddled together, crouching in fear.
Yes, yes. I imagine that's what it would have been like in a war.
Aha. [chuckles] I guess I stepped into that one. Listen Darla, I am sorry that you had to suffer, but look at what's come out of it. You've been restored. You're a superior being. You can have anything you want. And there's not a person in this room who won't work round the clock to see that you get it.
Gung ho, are they? Because all I'm sensing right now is big, stinky, fear. [smiles in Holland's face, then turns to Lindsey] But not from you. [walks over to him] Do you know what I'm getting from you, Lindsey? [leans in close to his neck as if to bite him, then pulls back] Nothing. Why aren't you afraid?
Lindsey
I don't know.
You could die here. Chances are you will.
Lindsey
I know.
Lindsey
I care. I guess I just don't mind.
No one's going to die here. This is just a friendly get-together amongst colleagues. [Dru is dancing around Holland's back] We're all on the same side.
I love this room. Dru, honey, in our new digs we have to put in a people cellar.
[Holland smiles, but the smile fades quickly.]
You're getting the big freeze-out, too?
Lindsey
Lilah.
Oh, what's wrong, Lindsey? You bitter because your girlfriend didn't slit my throat?
Lindsey
That might be overstating it. More like bummed.
Sorry to disappoint. I take it I'm not the only one feeling the lack of empathy around here.
[A vampire, walking next to a lawyer, stares at Lindsey's bruised face.]
Lindsey
What are you looking at?
No phone calls, no flowers. If I were the nervous type, I'd be nervous. But as it is, I'm just pissed."
Lindsey
What do you expect, Lilah? We're the only survivors of the massacre, it's natural that we're under suspicion.
Yeah, you know what I don't like about suspicion? The part where they find us two weeks from now, dead in some freak accident.
Lindsey
We did nothing wrong.
I'm sorry, have we met? Because I work for Wolfram and Hart. Responsibility has nothing to do with it. If they are looking for a scapegoat we might as well grow horns and start eating garbage.
Lindsey
Scapegoat. Scapegoat, Lilah?! They're the one...
[Lilah puts a hand on his chest and Lindsey falls silent and glares at another lawyer, walking past them in the hallway.]
Lindsey
[more quietly] They're the ones who wanted Drusilla brought in. I was following orders.
And you honestly think that matters? Fine. Indulge your denial. Don't doubt for a minute someone's gonna pay, Lindsey, and we're the only ones left.
Lindsey opens the door to his dark office and the two of them stop just inside the door.
Lindsey
Not the only ones.
[Dru is sitting in the chair behind Lindsey's desk, while Darla is sitting on the edge of it.]
Lindsey. I've missed you. Close the door. [Neither Lindsey nor Lilah move.] Sweetpea, if we wanted you dead, you'd have never have made it out of the wine cellar. Now close the door.
[Lindsey closes the door.]
He's got cow eyes. Big and black. Moo...
Lindsey
[moves over to Darla] You spared me. Why'd you spare me, Darla?
Do you really have to ask? [She leans in close to smell him] Hmm. I'm in love with you.
[They look at each other for a few moments, then Darla burst out laughing. Lindsey jerks his head a little. Dru and Lilah join Darla's laughter.]
Well, look at you two, such pretty scars.
Lindsey
You've put us in a difficult position, Darla.
Hmm, have I? Smart young lawyers, [runs a hand up Lindsey's arm] hungry for their big break and whoops boss gets eaten. Someone has to step in. Someone promising, pretty, with questionable ethics and twelve-hundred dollar suits that look good on the six o'clock news.
You think they'll promote him?
[to Lilah] Or you. In any case, that's why you're here. I've decided to keep the line of communication open between us and Wolfram and Hart.
Lindsey
What for?
I believe we can help each other.
Lindsey
I don't think I understand. What is it exactly that you want, Darla?
Power. See, Lindsey, during my stint as Wolfram and Hart's puppet, something occurred to me. I loathe being used. If I recall I sent you a fifteen-body-memo to that effect. We plan on being big players in this town, Dru and I. And while you can't give me what I want, you have the things I need to get it. Money. Connections.
We're no good to you dead, Darla. The Senior Partners are looking for someone to blame for your massacre.
But surely they wouldn't kill both of you. Seems like such a waste. Well, I guess, whoever's left standing will be our liaison.
Lindsey
Liaison to what?
To the world above of course. In the meantime, we'll focus on the world below.
Lindsey
This power that you want does it have a target? You going after Angel?
Don't say that! Not everything is about Angel, Lindsey. I just want to have some fun.
Lindsey
Well, you see, I'm surprised. Because I thought that you would make him your top priority.
I spent two-hundred and fifty years without Angel. You think just because I went through a little human phase I'd go all gooey?
Lindsey
No. No, I thought you'd kill him.
All in good time, my love. All in good time.