Rah rah! Good over evil! Do what must be done! Hang in there, kitten, it's almost Friday!
“Release” · Season 4
In this episode: Angelus (6), Faith Lehane (5), Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (4), Beastmaster (3), Fred (1), Lorne (1)
WWaitress
Compliments of the lady.
[Gestures to a lady at the bar who raises her glass toward Angelus, wholooks at the lady at the bar, then back to his friends .]
Yeah, as if. Anyway, I couldn't believe how easy it was luring the slayer into my little welcome home from prison party.
VVampire1
Wish I could have been there when she saw the Beast.
The guy wasn't gonna win any personality contests, but he put on a good show. Slapped her around real nice.
VVampire2
Like a little bunny?
Bloody, whimpering bunny. Once she was tenderized, I gave Rocko the shaft. Never saw it coming, dumbass.
DDemon
Yeah, soul-boy. Nice job, bringing the sun back.
[Angelus overhears the demon at the bar. He smirks and the other vampires at the table are frozen in fear. Angelus stands and goes up to the demon. The demon turns to look at Angelus.]
DDemon
Oh, hey, Angelus. Buy you a warm one?
Maybe after.
DDemon
After what?
After I rip out your windpipe so it stops making that annoying talky sound.
DDemon
Wait! I have a condition. Whoop! Goh, boy! Dirty bitch! Tourettes. You've heard of it, right?
Yeah, causes uncontrollable impulses...like yanking out throats.
[Squeezes on the demon's throat.]
DDemon
Oh! oh oh...
[Suddenly Angelus hears a mysterious imposing, echoy voice.]
Hello, Angelus. It's time we had that talk.
[after Faith destroys part of Wesley's bathroom wall]
Sorry about your bathroom.
It's not the bathroom I'm worried about. Although, I'm sure my security deposit is a complete loss.
Destruction sometimes is its own reward.
Hey, man, you're preaching to the guy who ate the choir. Wait, it was you, wasn't it? You pulled just the wrong strings to make them think it was their idea. Got 'em to yank that white, fluffy soul, and stuff it in a jar, and then gone, baby, gone.
Couldn't risk them putting it back in you. I have wonderful plans for you, my sweet boy.
Um, yeah, but the thing is, as far as plans go, I make my own. So, you know, thanks for stopping by my head.
You would dare to defy me?
Defy who? A big scary voice? Whoa! Hey, I got one of those, too. You wanna hear it? [cups his hands over his mouth] You can kiss my vampire ass! [talking normal again] That do anything for ya?
Angelus!
[Angelus stands, holds his hands to his ears.]
Hello, volume!
I am not well pleased!
I am not well deaf.
Do you think me blind, little man? That I don't see every move before you decide to make it? Dare to seek me out again, and your insolence will be punished ten-fold.
Yeah, what're you gonna do, huh? Give me a migraine? You ethereal types with your big, swinging omniscience. When push comes to shove, though, you gotta send some overgrown slag-heap to do your dirty work. Ooh, that's real spooky. Oh, that's great! You made me lose my shopkeeper.
This isn't the way, my sweet. We should be friends, you and I.
No, and I'll tell you why. One, because, you know, I'm evil, so the friends thing, that's out. And two, if I did have any friends, they sure as hell wouldn't be living inside my head.
Like you're forced to live inside Angel's? Because you're the voice in there, aren't you? Just beneath the surface, buried under all that goodness, fully conscious, fully aware, but trapped. Unable to move or speak, powerless to act on your desires. So thirsty, so helpless...it must be agony.
I'm getting real bored with this game.
Then how 'bout a round of show-and-tell? Soul, soul, who has your soul? Oh, right.
[The jar containing Angel's soul appears on a table in front of Angelus]
Me.
[Angelus lunges for the jar and tries to grab it, but his hands go right through it like it was a mirage.]
More smoke and mirrors?
Only a glamour, yes, but I assure you, my sweet, this very moment I hold the real thing in the palms of my very corporeal hands, and I will restore it if you don't behave. I'll put you back in your box, Angelus, and bury you so far inside Angel, you'll never claw your way out again.
[looks pained, stares at the ceiling]
All right. What do you want me to do... [grits his teeth] ...master?
DDemon
Look, I'm telling ya, I don't know nothing. On my mother's tumor.
[Notices another demon sneaking up behind Wesley and Faith, intending to attack them; then cockily.]
DDemon
And even if I did, I'd never yak to a couple of fleshbags that are about to get their internal organs sucked out of their
[Without looking Wesley shoots behind him with the shotgun, nailing the would-be attacker in the face.]
Strom demon. Face should grow back. [Cocks the shotgun] Eventually.
Think yours will?
DDemon
Oh, that Angelus. Yeah, in here all the time running his mouth. "Look at me, I'm so evil." Real jackass. Never liked him. I'm on your side.
[Faith goes to the side of a woman who's nearly passed out on a couch.]
Hey, I'm gonna get you out of here.
[Wesley picks up a hypodermic syringe from the floor.]
Faith...
Can you walk?
GGirl
No, but I can fly.
What did they do to her?
She did it to herself. They shoot up, the vampires feed, use 'em like a filter. I've read the effects can be quite intoxicating...for both of them.
GGirl
[to Faith] Hey, you're pretty. You wanna make out?
[Faith grabs the girl by the collar and pushes her roughly against the wall.]
There was a vampire in here earlier. Tall, dark hair... [the girl's eyes drift, but Faith grabs her face] Listen!
GGirl
OK. God! What's your issue?
Tall, dark hair, talking to himself.
GGirl
Let go!
[Faith punches the girl in the face.]
Did you see him?
GGirl
No, I didn't. Stop it, you're hurting me!
[Faith looks at the girl, gets a disturbed look on her face, and lets the girl go.]
She doesn't know anything.
Maybe not.
[Wesley takes out a knife and stabs the girl in the shoulder, making her gasp in pain.]
What are you doing, Wes?
[to Faith] Shut up! [to the girl] The tracks on your arms--you've been here, what, two or three days straight? [twists the knife] Answer me!
GGirl
Yeah, God, stop! Yes four...four days.
Then you must've seen the vampire we're looking for.
GGirl
Angelus, I saw him. He, uh...
Where is he?
GGirl
I don't know. [Wesley punches her] I don't know! Please stop!
They said he was talking to himself. What was he saying?
GGirl
I don't know. It was...it was like he was talking to someone else. It was all rain of fire a-and pulling strings and a soul. That's all I heard. Please stop. It hurts.
[Wesley pulls the knife out of the girl. Faith runs to the girl's side.]
Have you totally lost it?
I avoided the main arteries. She'll live, if that's what you call this.
So, what? Torturing humans is part of the new makeover?
I did what I had to because you couldn't.
I hit her.
You think that's something new to her?
You crossed it back there, Wes, What'd you do back there...
Oh, you have a problem with a little torture now? Seem to recall a time when you rather enjoyed it.
Yeah, well, it's not me anymore. You know that.
[raises shotgun] Nice to have this along though, just in case. [speaking slowly] I remember what you did to me Faith: The broken glass, the shallow cuts, so I'd remain conscious.
You think I'd hurt you again?
This the part where you tell me you've turned a new leaf, found God, Inner peace? We both know that isn't true. You haven't changed. You can't.
[turns away] Wes...
[getting angry] Because you're sick. You've always been sick. It goes right down to the roots rotting your soul. That's why your friends turned on you in Sunnydale, why the Watcher's Council tried to kill you. No one trusts you Faith. You're just a rabid dog who should have been put down years ago! [Faith slams him up against the wall] See? Wasn't so hard, was it? [quietly] It's what you'll need to beat him.
FFred
I let Angelus walk with Lilah's book and everything Wolfram and Hart suckered out of your brain.
I was gonna have those framed.
Uh-oh! Vampire with a gun!
You really have gone soft now, haven't you? Hey, you remember that time you tried to get Angel to kill you because you felt all weepy over being such a bad little girl. Huh? Do you still feel that way? Do you still wanna die?
No.
What's that?
No.
I can't hear you.
No!
(cocks gun) Too bad, because you're gonna. (cocks gun again and again until it's empty) But not like this.
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