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We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?
There's love. There's hope - for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy. That your life will lead you to some joy. That after everything, you can still be surprised.
Is that enough? Is that enough to live for?
You grieve, still, for a single life?
Why are you here?
I... I'm uncertain. This place, was part of the shell.
Don't call her-- The woman you killed had a name.
This is important to you. Things have names. The shell. Winifred Burkle. She can't return to you.
I know.
Yet there are fragments. When her brain collapsed, electrical spasms channeled into my function system. Memories. [sighs and Fred's voice] Please. Wesley, why can I stay?
No. Leave.
I have nowhere to go. My kingdom is long dead. Long dead. There's, so much I don't understand. I become, overwhelmed. I'm, unsure of my place.
Your place is with the rest of your people, dead and turned to ash.
Perhaps. But I exist here. I must learn to walk in this world. I'll need your help, Wesley.
If I were to help you find your way, you have to learn to change. You mustn't kill.
You killed the Qua'ha Xahn in defiance of your leader.
He murdered the woman I love.
And that made it just.
No. It wasn't just. I'm probably the last man in the world to teach you what's right.
But you will. If I abide, you will help me.
Yes.
Because I look like her?
Yes.
We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?
There's love. There's hope. For some, there's hope that you'll find something worthy. That your life will lead you to some joy. That after everything, you can still be surprised.
Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?
My first official parley as a very loosely affiliated member of... what are we? Tell me we're not Scoobies.
We haven't got-
[Interrupting] A name? Probably just as well. You'd want to be Angel's Avengers or something.
[laughing] Please. Angel's Avengers. Thats so... [stops laughing and gets a look implying that he likes the name]
So what's on the agenda?
Uh, I have assignments for people-- [a fizzing noise is heard, Angel glances over]
What? [Angel glares] I'm listening. With beer.
Forget it. This isn't a meeting, this is you being annoying.
[looking at the page] Hey, bullet points. Classy. Why am I always reconnaissance? I should get a decently flash gig like "save the girl" or "steal the emerald with the girl".
"Handsome man saved me from the monsters."
Exactly! Or... What's that now?
That's the first thing Fred said to me. In Pylea. She was trapped, hiding, afraid. Nearly crazy. Crazy, but brave. I should never have let her come here. Bad things always happen here.
Hate to break it to you, mate. But bad things always happen everywhere. Besides, she wanted to be here. It was her choice.
Was it?
Bugger, you're fixing to do something stupid, aren't you.
Done it. Came here. Spend every day lying to myself about making the world a better place.
Welcome to the planet. We all paint on our happy faces everyday, when all we really want is to pound the neighbour's missus, steal his Ben Franklins and, while we're at it, not think about the third of the world that's starving to death.
Listen, Gunn... I know you feel bad about your part in what happened to Fred. And you should. For the rest of your life, it should wake you up in the middle of the night. And it will...because you're a good man. You signed a piece of paper, that's all.
But I knew. Not about Fred, but... when I signed, I knew there would be consequences.
You know, the thing about atonement is, you never run out of chances... but you gotta take 'em. You can't hide in some hospital room and pretend it's all gonna go away... 'cause it never will.
I walked worlds of smoke and half-truths, intangible. Worlds of torment and of unnamable beauty. Opaline towers as high as small moons. Glaciers that rippled with insensate lust... And one world with nothing but shrimp... I tired of that one quickly.
[asking Eve] This thing coming after you. How bad on a scale of, say, one to Terminator?
[about Hamilton] Oh, god. He's here.
That's the guy? He's just a suit.
Hey, you, stop! Put your hands up!
[Hamilton punches the guard through the stomach so hard that his hand comes out the back, covered in blood.]
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
You break so easily. Why do you bother getting back up?
Right. We need to set some ground rules. First off... no more punching me in the face. Secondly, when I punch you in the face, you tell me how you feel so I can write that down on my clipboard. Third... no touching my clipboard. Fourth...
I enjoy hurting you.
Well, we're gonna have to fix that, 'cause...
[Illyria kicks Spike in the face. Spike punches her. Illyria punches him across the room]
How goes it?
I've been hitting the half-breed. He makes noise.
We're off to a bit of a rough start, but don't worry. I'll break her.
She's not a horse, Spike. You know, this room is equipped with automated training devices. You don't have to test her by just... allowing her to pummel you.
We're working on the basics. But don't worry--I'm writing it all down.
Ok. Fine.
You reek of frustration. Curls off of you like smoke.
Actually, love, we call that scotch. 12-year Lagavulin, if I'm not mistaken. Good choice.
It's nothing. I'm just, uh... I had a... slight disagreement with Angel.
Oh, old broody-pants got you wound up, eh? Keep in mind, he can't get laid without maybe going crazy. Makes it funny.
In my time, a leader would punish your insolence with death.
We're not being insolent, Illyria.
I am.
Let's be clear about this. Things run differently now. I'm not a little girl, and you and I won't be making love on this couch anytime soon. Now, with that in mind, how can I help you?
[Illyria sends Spike flying through the training room door.]
You filthy harlot! [Gets to his feet] I'm gonna tear your neck out!
[To Connor] Your body warms. [to Angel] This one is lusting after me.
Oh... no, I--I-- [looks down, chuckling embarrassed] It's just that...it's the outfit. [whispers to Angel] I guess I've always had a thing for older women.
[under his breath] They were supposed to fix that.
What?
Open sesame. Or whatever.
[Connor takes the top off of the urn, and silvery smoke emanates from it, assembling nearby, forming Sahjahn.]
[looks around, sees Connor] Thank you, mortal, for releasing me from my cursed prison. In gratitude, I grant you 3 wishes.
Really?
Nah. I'm just messing with you.
[frowns] Oh.
[chuckles] I do appreciate it, though. (stretches his neck) Ahh... that urn wasn't exactly a day at the spa. I owe you one.
Right. Well, before you start trying to kiss me, I should probably tell ya... you and I, we're, uh...supposed to fight.
Is that right?
Yeah.
Now, why would you want...[Looks closer at Connor]...ah! You're him.
Yeah. I'm me. Hi. You can take a moment, if you want. There's some weapons and stuff over here if you think you'll need them.
Thanks.
Been a while since we've seen each other. How'd Quor-Toth work out for you, anyway?
Uh...worked out great. Thanks for asking.
You know, I've had a long time to plan for this moment. I figured you'd be a lot more... intimidating.
Yeah. Well... I figured I was going to Tony Roma's with my folks tonight, but... I'm here. Learn to cope.
I'll work on it.
[Pulls a faster than light punch, knocking Connor to the ground.]
[To Connor] You know...I went through a lot of trouble to get rid of you. What a colossal waste of time that turned out to be.
[Kicks Connor in the ribs, sending him flying across the room. Cuts back to Angel and Vail and later back to the fight. Sahjahn grabs Connor by the lapels and lifts him into the air before slamming him on the table. Connor groans.]
These prophecies are turning out to be pretty overrated. I gotta tell you, kid, you're making a good case for the whole concept of free will.
You changed the world.
He's my son, Wesley. Connor's my son.
Did you trade her? Did you trade Fred for your son?
What?
Everything that's happened since we took over Wolfram & Hart, everything that's happened to...her... Did you know? Was Fred the price?
No. Wes... I can explain. Just put that down.
Why are you so afraid of this? He said it would bring back the past. Will it undo what you've done?
No. It won't bring her back.
Let's find out.
[He motions like he's going to throw the glass cube to the ground.]
No! Please. You have to trust me.
I can't. Not anymore.
[Wesley slams the glass cube into the ground. As it shatters, the cube releases an explosion of bright yellow light, sending everyone in the room back from the blast. The force of the magic knocked everyone to the ground. Wesley, his past memories now available to him, stares at Angel in shock and dismay. Angel sees Wesley reacting to those memories, and remembers his son is nearby as well.]
[Connor has just decapitated Sahjahn.]
Connor?
Whoa! You see that? I went a little hard-core there for a second. That guy made me really cranky.
Are you OK?
Yeah. I guess. I don't really like people touching my neck, you know?
Connor... uh...
Hey, can we... get outta here? I'd like to go back... see my parents. This whole fighting thing, I'm not... I'm not really sure it's for me.
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