[Darla shakes her hair back and tilts her head, exposing her throat.]
Make me what I was again!
[Angel backs away but she won't let go of him.]
I will! I want to but not like this.
Then turn me back! My God! I can't bear this pounding in my chest for another instant!
It's a gift... to feel that heartbeat. To know, really and for once, that you're alive. You're human again, Darla. Do you know what that means?
Of course I do. It means pain, and suffering and disease and death! Look, I released you from this world once. I gave you eternal life. Now it's time for you to return the favor.
[Angel backs away and looks at her incredulously.]
Favor? Is that what you think? You think you did me a favor? You damned me!
[beat] Fine. Fine then, if it's such a punishment, take out your revenge, pay me back! [Angel just looks at her] Please.
[Angel swallows and shakes his head ever so slightly]
[Darla closes her eyes.]
[China - 1900]
[Angel is looking down at the baby in the basket.]
What do you mean you can't? You won't!
I can't seem to be able to uhm, I'm sorry.
[Angel grabs a hold of the baby and runs out on Darla, crashing through some glass doors.]
[Hyperion - Present Day]
[Darla stops in front of the doors and spins around to face him.]
No! Don't look for me again.
[She turns and rushes out the door and a he makes no move to stop her.]
[Cordelia returns to the hotel with a large red stain on her blouse.]
It's not blood, it's cocktail sauce. Courtesy of Mr. Star Shmoozer here.
I mean your head. Your hair. It looks.. great. When did this happen?
Ten days ago. Pay attention.
Ah, how long have you been...
Oh, an eternal child of the darkness? Since, ah...'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?
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.
[shakes his finger at her] No, you been reading too much Anne Rice lately! You've got no idea how this thing works!
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?
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-I-I should probably mention that I... I'm not real clear on how this thing works.
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?
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.
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.
Not back in there, everyone saw me leave with the Mullet. Try something on the westside, I guess.
Another dive, another loser?
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.
So I do what I have to do. Anyway, you were made in an alley, if I recall.
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?
You do. You've been given a second chance. Don't throw that away before you have the opportunity ...
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?
So just for the one night then.
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.
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.
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. You can come in. Jeez, I invited you in already.
