Yes, she's dying. Yes, those medical reports you saw are real. You want a second opinion? [Picks up some files and throws them at Angel] Here. How about a third? Hmm? How about a tenth? I used every connection Wolfram and Hart had. [Points at the file Angel is looking at.] That's my own personal doctor. They all say the same thing: syphilitic heart condition - terminal. [Refills his glass] Looks like our Darla was a working girl in the New World. Syphilis was what she was dying from when she was human. Now she's human again. Kind of picking up where she left off. Of course, today something like that could be cleared up with a few antibiotics if you catch it in time. We're about a month and what? 400 years too late?
S2The Trial
[About Darla] Do you love her, Lindsey? [Lindsey looks down] Is that what this is? Heh! Look at you. A few short months with her and you go all schoolboy. I was with her for 150 years.
But you never loved her.
I wasn't capable of it and neither are you.
Maybe not. But I'd save her if I could. And you can. And you won't. So you got a choice pal: waste the last two months of her life searching for a cure that doesn't exist, watch her wither away and die...or you can use the only real power you got. You can make this disease go away today if you wanted to.
By killing her again.
By giving her life! Eternal life.
And then what, Lindsey? You and her can be together? If I were to do it if I turned her, how long do think it would be before she hunted you down and had you for breakfast? I've got to say, I mean, that thought alone almost makes it worth it. But there is another way, and I'll find it.
[Angel throws the medical files at Lindsey and walks out.]
[About Darla] I'm sorry, but after 400 hundred years of death and destruction, seems to me, you get voted off the island. Am I right?
We'll find a cure. We'll do something.
You'll do something! Now, I've been around long enough to know when something is a lost cause. Unless...
That's exactly what they want us to do, Darla. We'd be playing right into their hands.
I don't care. I don't wanna die.
I can't give you what you want.
It's what I need.
No, it's not what you need, Darla. Really it's not. I don't know what you need. I wish I did.
I don't know either.
No. You do. You're the only one that could. You just can't see it that's all. You need a little help.
[singing] You're only misleading the sunshine I'm needing. Ain't that a shame? It's so hard to keep up with troubles that creep up from out of nowhere when love...
Aren't you supposed to be reading her?
I'm a channel surfer. Look, you're a big hunk of hero sandwich. You wanna save the girl. I can see why. But you're missing the crucial point here. Things fall apart. Not everything can be put back together, no matter how much you want it.
She's not gonna die.
Why do you care so much? She had more than most of us, already 400 plus years.
As a vampire. Before that she was... She... She never had a chance.
[Darla finishes her song to big applause.]
Someone get my heart. That girl's ripped it right out.
What is this?
I think you know, sir.
[Angel, breathing hard, is staring at the stakes. Darla, breathing hard, closes her eyes.]
Stakes? You call this (starts coughing) a test? The only way this can work is you kill me, huh?
Exactly. You do understand, this third test has no catch, as you will find out it. Death is the final challenge. We can't restore one life without taking another. You see? In order for Darla to live, you must die.
I apologize for any discomfort this may be causing. I really - can't imagine the pain.
How about we switch places and we won't have to, huh?
Oh, my death wouldn't balance a thing, sir. Yours on the other hand...
I die, Darla lives?
Yes. I'm unaware of any deities the vampire worships, but if you'd like to pray... [pulls a lever and the stakes pull back, spring-loaded into place] ...now would be the time.
[Angel stares at the stakes.]
What are you waiting for?
For you, sir. I can't proceed without your permission. You've earned a choice. Accept your death so she may live or...
Or what?!
Leave. Refuse the challenge and walk away. No one will stop you. Our doors are all open to you. You've done that yourself.
What about Darla?
Oh, she dies.
No deal.
I expected as much. A pity. I'm beginning to like you.
Spare me.
I'd very much like to. [Steps closer.] Do you mind if I ask you a question? Isn't the world a better place with you in it? You can save so many people. It seems she can barely save herself.
[Angel doesn't answer. Darla has a tear in her eye.]
You know better than anyone the world can be a very bad place. Take yourself out, put her in - how long will it be before she stumbles, before she falls?
I don't know.
No, you don't. Are you still ready to give her life when she can promise you - nothing?
Yes.
[Darla licks her lips and swallows.]
As you wish.
No.
[Angel takes a deep breath.]
Do it.
[Jeeves releases the stakes and they hurtle towards Angel.]
Noooooooooooooooo!
[She squirms, her eyes closed. She opens them to see Angel in front of her, once again fully dressed but panting, hunched over, barely able to stand.]
Angel!
Congratulations. You've passed the third test by accepting death. I'm told no one's ever gone that far before in terms of sacrifice. Kudos.
Pay up.
Of course. [To Darla] You're a lucky woman, and soon you'll have your whole life ahead. Use it wisely.
Hey, Jeeves, unless this fortune cookie crap is some new kind of torture, what you say we get on with it, huh?"
This way, miss.
[He puts his hands on the sides of her head and they both close their eyes as Angel tries to straighten up so he can get a better view. Jeeves opens his eyes and lets his hands drop.]
Oh!
What?
What is it?
This is very embarrassing.
What is?
Not to mention unprecedented. She's...she's been given new life once before by supernatural means, yes?"
They brought me back.
What are you saying?
I can't help you.
We had a bargain. She's earned a second chance.
She's living her second chance. [The wall shivers and a set of stairs leading up appears.] But you played the game magnificently. [Angel gives him a dark look and Jeeves adjusts his cuffs.] Perhaps you should have told us that she was brought to life before this all started. I truly am sorry, sir. The fact of the matter is... [Steps back and dissolves ...there is nothing I can do.
[Angel doesn't move.]
Angel...
[Angel reacts angrily.]
[Angel and Darla are sitting in her dingy motel room, Darla on the bed, Angel on a chair by the door.]
Maybe it would be different. We don't know. Maybe, uh... because, you know, I have a soul if...if I did bite you...
No!
We don't know what it would do to you.
Angel, I've seen it now. Everything you're going through, everything you've gone through. I felt it. I felt how you care. The way no one's ever cared before. Not for me. [Gives him a tiny smile] That's all I need from you.
That's not enough.
It is.
How could the Powers allow you to be brought back, dangle a second chance and take it away like this?
Maybe this is my second chance.
To die?
Yes. To die. The way I was supposed to die in the first place.
[They look at each other for a moment before Darla turns away drawing a shaky breath. Angel gets up and, still limping slightly, goes to sit next to her.]
I'm not gonna leave you.
[Darla looks at him trying not to cry.]
Every moment you have left I'm gonna be by your side. You're never gonna be alone again."
[He drapes his, still burned looking, right hand around her shoulder and pulls her close as she begins to cry.]
[Four black-clad commandos break into Darla's motel room, taser Angel nearly senseless, and hold Darla.]
[brutally yanks back Angel's head] How did you think this would end?
[Drusilla glides gracefully into the room towards Darla, who quickly realizes her intention and tries to resist but to no avail. Drusilla vamps and bites Darla, then completes the siring by drawing her own blood for Darla to drink in turn. Silent and immobile, Angel watches in agony as Darla's precious, newly-saved soul is lost forever.]
S2Reunion
Okay, I'm still tryin' to get this family tree straight. Darla sired Angel.
Correct.
And Angel sired this Drusilla.
Back when he and Darla were together, yes.
But, before Angel got his soul back, right?
Certainly.
Now these lawyers, they brought Darla back as human. Now this Drusilla vamp goes and bites Darla?
So it would seem.
Making her a vampire again.
That's the cosmological upshot, yes. Darla's human self has died, and some time before dawn, unless Angel can stop it, she will rise again, a soulless demon.
So that means...
Clock is ticking.
No, no, what I'm sayin' is, that means the granddaughter remade the grandmother.
Oh. Yes.
Man, somehow that weirds me out more than the whole blood-suckin' thing.
I saw you coming, my lovely. The moon showed me. It told me to come into the twentieth century.
It's the twenty-first century, Dru.
Hmm, I'm still lagging.
[Drusilla prepares a sleeping Darla for her rebirth as a vampire.]
[sings] Run and catch, run and catch, the lamb is caught in the blackberry patch.
[Darla and Dru are heading down a crowed sidewalk with Darla tossing Dru around.]
DDru
Did I do something to displease you?
[Darla tosses Dru on the sidewalk. A guy tries to help Dru up, but Darla tosses him aside, then grabs a hold of Dru and tosses her over a parked car onto the road. Dru stands up, only to get hit by a honking car. Dru rolls down the street a ways and a blonde woman gets out of the car and hurries towards her as Dru slowly gets back up. The woman takes one look at Dru and runs off as Darla comes and slams Dru down on the hood of the car.]
DDru
Grandmother, what?
[Darla hits her, making her stumble into the path of another car that manages to swerve around her, tires screeching. Darla grabs a hold of Dru again.]
DDru
Don't be angry.
[Darla slams her up against the side of the car.]
Why?
DDru
For you. All for you. I thought it was what you wanted. To be saved.
[Darla looks at Dru and slowly takes a step back, letting her hands drop from Dru's shoulders.]
DDru
[in tears] All alone. All alone in the dirt. We've lost our way and the little worm won't dance if he's told to. [Starts to sob.] No. No.
[Darla pushes Dru's hair out of her face, then slowly takes her in her arms to comfort her, softly stroking her hair and letting Dru cry. A man gets out of his pickup.]
MMan
You two wanna move it out of the street?
[Dru and Darla turn to look at him, pulling slightly apart.]
MMan
Yeah, that's right, sweetheart. Why don't you and your girlfriend take the make-out session on home.
[Darla walks up to him.]
MMan
The rest of us have lives.
[Darla looks him up and down, shakes her head and vamps.]
Not for long.
[She grabs him and feeds, drops him to the ground and turns back to Dru with a smile, back in human face.]
DDru
You're all new again.
[Dru touches Darla's nose.]
Let's go shopping, hmm?
[She takes a hold of Dru's hand and the two of them walk off down the road, giggling.]
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