Yes. Yes, I know. It was the same for me. The soul is gone, but it leaves a bitterness. It'll pass. What you need is a fresh kill. Hot human blood will wash away the foul memory of it. I promise. What? What is it?
Yes. But I was going to kill you tonight. Take you out of this world, the same way I brought you into it. But I didn't have to. You gave yourself over so completely, Angelus. I felt you surrender.
Oh right, that's a good idea. [Picks up a pencil] Oh, here. Use this you can make a rubbing of the impressions she left, see what the last thing was that she wrote.
Well ... I guess I kind of worked it out. If there's no great glorious end to all this, if ... nothing we do matters ... then all that matters is what we do. 'Cause that's all there is. What we do. Now. Today. I fought for so long for redemption, for a reward, finally, just to beat the other guy. But I never got it.
Not all of it. All I want to do is help. I want to help because I don't think people should suffer as they do, because if there's no bigger meaning, then the smallest act of kindness is the greatest thing in the world.
Darla... I've been calling here all night. Why haven't you answered? [He drops his stuff and walks over to the window drawing the curtains closed.] Get away from the window. It's not safe. [Stands close behind her.] They called an emergency meeting tonight after what happened. The official order on you is to stake on sight. [Darla walks past him. Sits down on a chair and looks at something in her hands.] You should have told me what you had planned. I would have talked you out of it helped you. I don't know. [He closes the rest of the curtains, walks over to Darla.] Things are getting complicated for us now.
We should probably clear your stuff out of here. Move in my bedroom. I just think it'd be best for us... [Darla is still looking at her hands, twisting the big ring Angel killed the Senior Partner for between her fingers.] Darla, what's wrong? [Sees the ring.] What is this? [Takes it from her.] Where did you get this?