[Holtz hunts Darla and Angelus across 18th century France.]
This is outrageous. Don't those people know who we are?
I think they do. Which would explain the lynch mob.
“The Trial” · Season 2
In this episode: Darla (13), Puppet Angel (11), Angelus (4), Lindsey McDonald (4), Jeeves (4), Cordelia Chase (3), Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (2), Vampire (2)
I hate the French. We should go someplace like Romania.
In Italy, you said we should go someplace like France.
At least in Romania, they really know how to treat a creature of the night.
It's this man, Holtz. How does he keep finding us?
Well, we stay in the best hotels, order room service, eat the waiters. People talk.
Ah, how long have you been...
Oh, an eternal child of the darkness? Since, ah...'92.
19 - 92?
[chuckling] I know. It's hard to believe it's already the last century.
And in all this time you've never considered making yourself a mate?
How do you mean?
Well, isn't it true that some vampires choose a mortal, someone they can sire, someone who, too, can walk those lonely nights, hunting with them, feeding with them, joining with them?
[Vampire looks down at her hands covering his then gives a laugh.]
No! That'd just be weird.
Weird? It's mythic!
[shakes his finger at her] No, you been reading too much Anne Rice lately! You've got no idea how this thing works!
Then teach me.
Oh, what, you want me to make you?
Why do you think I came into this bar, for the snacks?
Sweetheart, in this bar, you are the snacks.
[smiles] I live nearby. We can go back to my place, you can do it there.
Y-you're serious about this. [Darla nods slightly] So what? I make you and then you'd be like my immortal babe?
Yes.
Ah, well, that kind of sounds like commitment to me.
Then use me for as long as you like, anyway you like, then discard me. No strings.
There is an alley out back.
How do you know I won't just kill you here, drain you and leave your body?
[Darla puts her purse down on the hood of a car and gives him a hard kiss, then steps back. Vampire's eyes popped open wide.]
I'll take my chances.
I-I-I should probably mention that I... I'm not real clear on how this thing works.
What?
Well, ah, I never actually did it, ah, to anybody before and I was kind of out when it happened to me.
I'll walk you through it. Drink. When you feel my heart start to slow stop.
[Vampire leans in while Darla closes her eyes. He's about to sink his fangs into her neck when he dissolves into a cloud of dust revealing Angel.]
What the hell do you think you're doing?
Saving you.
I wasn't in any danger, Angelus. Believe me, I picked a stupid one. I always pick the stupid ones, didn't you know that? I can take care of myself.
I didn't mean from him. I was saving you from yourself.
Who asked you?
This isn't the answer.
You don't even know what the question is. Why can't you leave me alone?
[She tries to walk past him but he stops her, leaning close into her face.]
You do this thing and I won't be able to leave you alone, don't you get that? I'll never be able to leave you alone. [Holds up the stake] Next time it'll be you on the end of this stake. I'm sorry, but I don't want that, not again.
Don't worry. I wouldn't let it happen twice.
Where are you going?
Not back in there, everyone saw me leave with the Mullet. Try something on the westside, I guess.
Another dive, another loser?
What do you care?
This isn't you, Darla.
You know, just because we had a thing for 150 years, don't presume you know me!
[Angel can't understand why Darla wants so badly to become a vampire again.]
So, you really want to be made by some creep in a filthy alley.
I wanted you to do it.
That'll never happen.
So I do what I have to do. Anyway, you were made in an alley, if I recall.
That's not the point.
Yeah, what is the point, Angelus?
The point is, you were undead for four hundred years. You've only been human again for a few months. Why not give it some time?
I don't have time.
You do. You've been given a second chance. Don't throw that away before you have the opportunity ...
I'm dying.
... ... What?
Yeah. And not 'sometime.' Not 'later.' Now. Right now. They showed me the medical files. All the tests say the same thing. I've got about two months, three at the most, so if you'll excuse me, I'm in sort of a hurry.
[France 1765]
How many men do you supposed he has with him?
I can't die. Not like this.
Well, we can try to flee to the hills to the south.
We'll never make it before the sun rises, not by foot.
We'll not make it easy for 'em, I can tell you that. They're men, mortals. Between the two of us we can go out with a reputation. Even death with the right companion...
[As he turns back towards Darla she hits him across the face with a 2x4, knocking him down. While slowly picks himself back up, she hurriedly mounts the horse.]
I hope you survive this, Angelus. If you do, maybe we'll meet again in Vienna.
Angel's back. And he has Darla with him!
[Wesley gets up and he and Cordelia walk around the counter to confront Angel and Darla.]
Hi. You're planning on sleeping over?
I'm dying.
So just for the one night then.
Dying?
He doesn't believe it.
Angel, what's going on?
Wolfram and Hart showed her some medical files supposedly proving that she's only got a few months left to live.
So maybe more than the one night.
And you believe it's some kind of trick.
We're talking about Wolfram and Hart! Of course it's a trick. They're trying to play some kind of mind game.
To what end?
I don't know, but we're not gonna take the bait.
No, you just don't wanna believe it, that's all.
I don't wanna believe anything from them.
It's true. They can't really be trusted.
I don't trust them. But I know a thing or two about mind games. [To Angel] So do you. We've played them together for over a century.
Yes, but you were just soulless, blood-sucking demons. They're lawyers.
[to Darla] She's right. We were amateurs.
[Angel has brought a terminally ill Darla to the Hyperion Hotel]
[to Darla] First up, you're a prisoner.
I'd have to concur with that, yes.
See, you've got our friend all in knots.
Can't say we like you much.
So, sorry about the dying, but if you try to escape, we will hit you.
On the head.
With very large and heavy objects. Okay?
[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...
Wipe your feet.
What?
Wipe your feet. You can come in. Jeez, I invited you in already.
Yes, she's dying. Yes, those medical reports you saw are real. You want a second opinion? [Picks up some files and throws them at Angel] Here. How about a third? Hmm? How about a tenth? I used every connection Wolfram and Hart had. [Points at the file Angel is looking at.] That's my own personal doctor. They all say the same thing: syphilitic heart condition - terminal. [Refills his glass] Looks like our Darla was a working girl in the New World. Syphilis was what she was dying from when she was human. Now she's human again. Kind of picking up where she left off. Of course, today something like that could be cleared up with a few antibiotics if you catch it in time. We're about a month and what? 400 years too late?
[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.
But you never loved her.
I wasn't capable of it and neither are you.
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.
By killing her again.
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.]
[About Darla] I'm sorry, but after 400 hundred years of death and destruction, seems to me, you get voted off the island. Am I right?
We'll find a cure. We'll do something.
You'll do something! Now, I've been around long enough to know when something is a lost cause. Unless...
That's exactly what they want us to do, Darla. We'd be playing right into their hands.
I don't care. I don't wanna die.
I can't give you what you want.
It's what I need.
No, it's not what you need, Darla. Really it's not. I don't know what you need. I wish I did.
I don't know either.
No. You do. You're the only one that could. You just can't see it that's all. You need a little help.
[singing] You're only misleading the sunshine I'm needing. Ain't that a shame? It's so hard to keep up with troubles that creep up from out of nowhere when love...
Aren't you supposed to be reading her?
I'm a channel surfer. Look, you're a big hunk of hero sandwich. You wanna save the girl. I can see why. But you're missing the crucial point here. Things fall apart. Not everything can be put back together, no matter how much you want it.
She's not gonna die.
Why do you care so much? She had more than most of us, already 400 plus years.
As a vampire. Before that she was... She... She never had a chance.
[Darla finishes her song to big applause.]
Someone get my heart. That girl's ripped it right out.
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