RebeccaYou're not? Because... no reflection, dark private office, instantly knowing those letters weren't written in blood... I guess what I would think is "vampire".
Rebecca
Which is impossible. Bela Lugosi, Gary Oldman, they're vampires.
Frank Langella was the only performance I believed, but...
Rebecca
This is real. You're real. Do you drink blood?
Rebecca
You're not a killer.
Rebecca
Well, there's a support group for everything in this town, I guess.
[Rebecca leans over a slightly woozy looking Angel twirling his champagne glass.]
I used to be, uh, a long time ago. I hurt a lot of people.
Rebecca
I don't believe that.
No, it's true. I was bad. Which is why I have to help people now. I'm trying to atone.
Rebecca
Cordelia says you've saved the world.
Couple times I helped. But I almost had it sucked into hell once too.
Rebecca
Still, don't you think after all this time you deserve some happiness?
[laughs] That's probably not a good idea. Hm. You smell so good. [Rebecca is running one hand under his shirt. Angel looks pretty spaced out.] So warm. I miss that.
Rebecca
You don't have to. You can have what you've been craving all these long, empty years. We both can. Forever.
Woah, woah. What are you saying?
Rebecca
You know what I'm saying. [Exposes her neck to him.] Do it. We won't have to be lonely, either one of us, ever again.
You're wrong. You don't know what it is you're asking me to do.
Rebecca
Of course I know. I'm not a fool. There is a price. I understand that.
You couldn't possibly understand.
Rebecca
I wasn't afraid, was I? When I looked into the mirror and you weren't there I didn't scream. I didn't run. I understood.
No. You weren't afraid. You looked into that mirror and all you saw was yourself. That's all you ever see, Rebecca, and that's what really frightens you. This isn't about the way the studio, the network, or the fans see you. It's about how you see yourself. Your own reflection has been corrupted into something unrecognizable. You think you want to stay the same? What you really want is to make it disappear.
Rebecca
You're supposed to help people. Help me.
You want me to help you? [Grabs her and pulls her into the kitchen.] Fine!
Rebecca
What are you doing?
[Angel opens the fridge and takes out a red-cross blood bag, still clutching Rebecca's left arm.]
It's a big decision, Rebecca. Eternity. [Takes the bag and squirts some of the blood into her mouth.] I think you need a taste of what it is you're really asking for. [Rebecca is trying not to gag on the blood. Angel backs away, gasping, staring at the blood-spattered actress in front of him.] I'm sorry, I... [he drops the packet of blood] What did you do to me?
Rebecca
Nothing.
You put something in my drink.
Rebecca
I just wanted you to relax a little, Angel. Oh, lower the defenses a little.
[grabs her] What was it?!
Rebecca
Just a little happy pill. [Angel drops his face on her shoulder, panting, and Rebecca starts crying.] Oh god. I'm so sorry.
Rebecca
I just wanted us both to be happy.
Rebecca
You are?
[A low crunch emanates from Rebecca's neck. She screams and backs away holding her shoulder were Angel's face had been. Angel straightens up, in vamp-face.]
Rebecca
Angel?
Oh, what's the matter? Look a little nervous.
Rebecca
You, you're...
Free! [Picks up his drink and drains it.] You freed me. Mmm. [Sticks a finger in the glass and licks the last of it off his finger.] Oh, God. I love this stuff! Wow! [Breaks the glass on a ceiling beam.] Remind me to get the name of your dealer before I kill you.
Rebecca
Kill me?
[Angel twirls the broken glass in his hand.]
In all my years, I've never killed a famous person before. But with no witnesses who's gonna believe me? Maybe we can take a picture. I know! We do it like we did back in the day. I'll keep your head on a stick as proof.
Rebecca
My head on a stick?
Well okay... [throws the glass over his shoulder and listens to it break]... pike.
Rebecca
You're just trying to scare me.
Rebecca
No.
[Angelus tosses her across the room and she lands on the stairs to the sewer entrance.]
Rebecca
You're crazy.
Oh, no. I'm a vampire. Boy, you know, you could stand to drop a few pounds. Hey, I help you with that.
Rebecca
This isn't you.
They always mistake me for the character I play. They never see the real me!
Rebecca
I'm... I just wanted to...
Be like me? Believe me, I'm one happy fellow. Tell you what, I'll torture you for a few unbelievably long hours and then you can tell me if this is the lifestyle for you. It's up to you.
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