Angel and Darla in “Lullaby”

You always did love a view.

Look at it. Listen to it. Can you smell it? This world. This horrible world. Why would anyone want to bring a baby into it?

To make it better, maybe?

Or to destroy it finally.

Why is it everyone insists on planning my son's future before he's even born?

Alright then, how's this? It doesn't have a future. Not with me.

Darla...

Angel, I can't have this baby.

What?

I can't let it out. I-I can't.

Okay, not sure you have a lot of choice in the matter...

Look, I know. It wants to come out. I can feel it. It's ready. It's just... I can't let it. I can't let because... because...

You love it.

Completely. I love it completely. I-I-I don't think I've ever loved anything as much as this life that's inside of me.

Well, you've never *loved* anything, Darla.

That's true. Four hundred years and I never did. Til now. I don't know what to do.

Well, you-you'll do the only thing that you can do. You'll have it. You'll have it and then...

What? We'll raise it?

Why not?

It's impossible.

This whole thing is impossible, Darla, but it's happening.

What do I have to offer a child, a human child, besides ugly death?

Darla.

You know it's true.

No. What I do know is that you love this baby, our baby. You've bonded with it. You've spent nine months carrying it, nourishing it...

No. No, I haven't been nourishing it. I haven't given this baby a thing. I'm dead. It's been nourishing me. These feelings that I'm having, they're not mine. They're coming from it.

You don't know that.

Of course I do! We both do. Angel, I don't have a soul. It does. And right now that soul is inside of me, but soon, it won't be and then...

Darla...

I won't be able to love it. I won't even be able to remember that I loved it. [Starts to cry] I want to remember.

Shh...