[Cordelia strong-arms Doyle into reading for her commercial.]
'If you need help, then look no further. Angel Investigations is the best. Our rats are low...'
It says 'rats'... '...Our rates are low, but our standards are high. When the chips are down, and you're at the end of your rope, you need someone that you can count on. And that's what you'll find here. Someone who'll go all the way, who'll protect you no matter what. So don't lose hope. Come on over to our offices, and you'll see that there's still heroes in this world.' ...Is that it? Am I done?
[Doyle returns from a dangerous task.]
Oh! Well, it's all gonna be okay n... [Cordelia slaps him] ...What was that for?
Why didn't you tell me you were half demon? I thought we agreed that secrets are bad!
I wanted to tell you. I was afraid. I thought if I did, you'd reject me.
I rejected you way before now! So you're half demon! Big whoop!! I can't believe you'd think I'd care about that. I mean, I work for a vampire! Hel-lo?
What do you think I am, superficial? I mean, you're half demon. That's so far down the list. Way under 'short.' And 'poor.' Is there anything else I should know?
The half demon thing? Pretty much my big secret.
Good. That's out. It's done. Would you ask me out for dinner, already?
You were a real, live, flesh and blood human being ...and you and Buffy... ? You had the one thing you wanted in your naturally long life and you gave it back?
Maybe Cordelia was right, about you being the real deal in the hero department. See, I would have chosen the pleasures of the flesh over duty and honor any day of the week. I just don't have that strength.
You never know your strength until you're tested.
Come on. You've lived and loved and lost and fought and vanquished inside a day, and I'm still trying to work up the nerve to ask Cordy out for dinner.
Well, if it's a fight they want... can't someone else give it to them? [encouraged by his friend's first smile] It just seems so unfair. You've gotta save all the helpless types around here, now you've gotta fight the apocalypse as well?
[stands up] It's all the same thing. Fight the good fight, whichever way you can.
Tell you what. You fight, and I'll keep score.
[Angel puts a hand on Doyle's shoulder. Doyle puts his hand on Angel's arm.]
The good fight, yeah? You never know until you've been tested. I get that now.
[He hauls back and hits Angel with a hard right to the chin, knocking him down into the cargo hold. He turns to Cordelia and they kiss. There is a strange blue light between their lips just before they part.]
Too bad we'll never know... [Morphs into his demons face]...if this is a face you could learn to love.
[Angel picks himself up of the floor of the cargo hold, runs over to the ladder and climbs back up.]
Doyle. Doyle. Doyle! Doyle! NO!
[Doyle jumps over to the beacon just before Angel reaches the platform. He grabs a hold of its metal frame, turns his head and smiles at Angel and Cordelia.]
[Doyle morphs back to human and tries to pull the cable connection apart as the light gets brighter and starts to melt the skin off his face. Everybody watches spellbound as Doyle manages to pull the cable apart just before he burns up. The beacon goes dark. All the Lister demons stare at the fading beacon in shock. Cordelia starts crying and Angel pulls her into a hug, teary-eyed himself.]
