Not Fade Away

RECAP: ANGEL (V.O.) Previously on Angel: '''1 INT. SECRET CHAMBER - NIGHT Angel walks through a dark hallway into a chamber.''' LINDSEY (V.O.) To be a Black Thorn is to the senior partner's instrument on Earth. Cut to:

'''2 INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT Lindsey is sitting at the table, surrounded by Spike, Gunn, Lorne and Wesley.''' LINDSEY Wouldn't make it on the circle's radar until he killed one of his lieutenants. Cut to:

'''3 INT. SECRET CHAMBER - NIGHT Angel steps back and twists Drogyn's head until his neck breaks. Angel pushes Drogyn's body to the floor. A robed, masked demon offers his hand to Angel.''' DEMON Welcome to the fold. (Angel shakes hands) Cut to:

'''4 INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY The gang is surrounding Angel now, each armed: Gunn with a sword, Spike with his fists, Wesley with a shotgun, and Lorne with a crossbow.''' GUNN We know what you've been doing. ''Angel grabs Wes's shotgun barrel and pushes it away from him while kicking Wesley to the ground. Spike charges Angel, but Angel punches him first. Gunn raises his sword, but Angel blocks his swing and hits him in the head with the barrel of the shotgun. Lorne points his crossbow at Angel and fires a shot, hitting Angel in the shoulder. Angel drops the shotgun. Angel grabs Lorne around the neck and holds him as a hostage.'' ANGEL (pulls a crystal out of his pocket, holds it out in front of him) Involvere. (the crystal glows and sends a force throughout the entire room) (lets go of Lorne) All right, we have 6 minutes.

SPIKE 'Til what?

ANGEL The glamour collapses.

Cut to: '4a EXT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY Zoom out past the glamour, to show what those on the outside looking in would see. Continue zooming out to show that Marcus Hamilton is standing outside Angel's office, watching them through the window.' ''ANGEL (V.O.) As far as anyone outside this room is concerned, we're still at each other's throats.'' Cut to:

'4b INT. SECRET CHAMBER - NIGHT The lights go up in the room, and the robed demons remove their masks. Many of the demons Angel has encountered this season are there, including Archduke Sebassis, Cyvus Vail, Senator Brucker, and others.' ''ANGEL (V.O.) I'm talking about killing every single member of the Black Thorn.'' Cut to:

ANGEL You need to decide for yourselves if that's worth dying for. Everyone's got a serious look on their faces. SPIKE (raises his hand) I'm in.

WESLEY (looks at Angel) I'm in. As the camera zooms out slowly, show Gunn and finally Lorne raise their hands. Fade to black.

END OF RECAP.

THE START OF THE EPISODE

PROLOGUE:

'''5 INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY Resume. Angel has just asked everyone to vote on taking on the members of the Circle of the Black Thorn.''' ANGEL Then we're all agreed.

SPIKE Yeah, we're all one big happy Manson family.

GUNN We taking 'em all at once?

ANGEL Can't. Circle of the Black Thorn is the most powerful group in this plane of existence. Together, they'd vaporize us, but separated, they're just demons.

WESLEY (having retrieved his shotgun, slings it over his shoulder and walks toward Angel) When do we make our move? (Angel hands his pistol back to Wesley)

ANGEL Soon. In the meantime, we have to keep up the infighting. The circle needs to believe we're coming apart at the seams.

GUNN What about Illyria?

ANGEL (crosses his arms) What about her?

GUNN Move like this, wouldn't hate having Blue Thunder in our corner.

ANGEL Can't trust she'll come down on our side.

LORNE Trust me, she's housebroken. She was babysitting Drogyn—

ANGEL She was with Drogyn?

SPIKE Relax. The two of them were getting on well enough.

ANGEL You have to get over there now.

WESLEY Why? What is it?

ANGEL Drogyn's dead.

SPIKE (angrily, walks up to Angel) And how do you know that, Kreskin?

ANGEL Because I killed him.

SPIKE What? (Angel punches Spike in the face) Ow! You son of a— (swings at Angel, misses) Angel grabs Spike around the throat as Hamilton walks in through the office door. HAMILTON Sorry. Didn't know you were... in conference.

ANGEL I was just making a closing statement... (lets go of Spike, pushes him toward the door) ...unless somebody didn't hear me. (Gunn, Spike, and Lorne file out the door; Angel stops Wes on his way out) Goes for you, too, Wes. Illyria's your responsibility. Make sure she doesn't get twitchy. (closes the door behind the others)

HAMILTON Well, you've got yourself a problem.

ANGEL Nothing you have to worry about.

HAMILTON Oh, not me. Your new friends. The Black Thorn. They're very concerned.

ANGEL Tell them to send me a memo. I'm busy trying to run a business. (sits at his desk)

HAMILTON You can tell them yourself. They want to see you right now. (grins, turns toward the door) No rest for the wicked. Fade to black.

Opening credits.

ACT I:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''6 INT. SPIKE'S BASEMENT APARTMENT - DAY Spike, Gunn, Lorne and Wesley come back to Spike's apartment to find it trashed. Illyria is lying face-down, unconscious on the floor.''' WESLEY (rushes to her side) Illyria. (turns her to face him)

SPIKE (he and Gunn crouch around Illyria) Bloody hell.

WESLEY Illyria, can you hear me? (she opens her eyes and nods faintly; Wes pulls her into his arms, holding her to his chest)

SPIKE Who did this to you?

ILLYRIA It was Hamilton. Took Drogyn.

LORNE Straight to his buddy Angel. I'm telling you, our fearless leader has fearlessly lost it. There's no part of this that makes any sense. We could be next.

GUNN I don't think we're being monitored here.

LORNE I'm not playing to the crowd, Gunn. I tell you, I still don't trust the man.

GUNN (stands) We don't have to trust him. We just gotta pray the Black Circle does. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''7 INT. SECRET CHAMBER - DAY In the secret meeting chamber of the Circle of the Black Thorn, the members gather to begin a meeting.''' CIRCLE MEMBERS (chanting in unison) Of the world's woe, now convene. All is bound by the circle and its thorns. Invisible, inviolate, we, the seeds of the storm, at the center of the world's woe, now convene.

SEBASSIS (drinking a blue liquid from a champagne flute) (to Angel) The circle does not abide secrets.

ANGEL Which is interesting for a secret society.

SEBASSIS Remember your place, vampire. (claps quickly)

ANGEL My place is in the circle.

SEBASSIS This morning's insurrection did not go unnoticed.

ANGEL You mean my people.

SEBASSIS They tried to kill you. An embarrassing affront, to say the least.

VAIL And the stepping stone to disaster. You have ascended, Angel. You should not be burdened with this kind of— (gasps, checks his tubes) Aah! (notices the scrawny, pale slave wearing a blindfold and tripping over Vail's tubes) Sebassis! Your manservant has become tangled in my bodily fluids again! Angel leans forward and pushes the slave away from Vail. SEBASSIS'S SLAVE Eeeep!

ANGEL My people are the problem?

SEBASSIS Some of them, yes.

ANGEL Some? Who missed the cut?

VAIL We're interested in Mr. Wyndam-Price. He seems intriguingly unstable.

SEENATOR Mr. Gunn, on the other hand, does not, which is a pity. He had so much potential.

SEBASSIS He is not, however, our greatest concern.

ANGEL If the next words out of your mouth are "Kill Spike", we just might have to kiss. (smirks)

SEBASSIS Spike is not the threat. You are. (signals Izzy) You've proven your loyalty to the circle. Regrettably, there's something stronger than loyalty... hope. Izzy produces a cylindrical document holder, pulls a document out of it, and unrolls it on the table in front of Angel. ANGEL This is the Shanshu Prophecy.

SEBASSIS The original.

SENATOR The vampire with a soul will play a pivotal role in the apocalypse.

VAIL And as a reward, will become human.

SEBASSIS A paranoid person might think you're trying to manipulate us in an attempt to fulfill this prophecy.

ANGEL I have no desire to become human.

SEBASSIS Oh, good. Then you won't mind signing that pesky future away. Through that document, the prophecy can be undone. Your signature there will remove any opportunity that you will ever earn your once-precious humanity. Will you sign it?

ANGEL Of course. (Izzy takes out a pen; Angel leans forward, begins to sign it)

IZZY (grabs the pen from Angel, stabs him in the left hand with it) It's gotta be signed in blood. ''Angel grunts as he pulls the pen out of the back of his hand. He signs his name on the top of the document with his right hand.'' <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''8 INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - DAY Angel is standing in his office alone, staring out the window, when Harmony walks in.''' HARMONY Um...Angel? Just wondering where everybody is.

ANGEL You ever miss it? You were turned, what... 5 years ago?

HARMONY Oh, that. Yeah. Graduation night. I don't know. It's weird. Part of me always knew life would end after high school. I was very popular, you know. The whole "golden years" thing.

ANGEL I don't remember what it was like... being human. It was too long ago.

HARMONY (shrugs) Not so great. Zits. Dandruff. Mortality. Although I do remember... my heart. (smiles) And the way it would thump when I kissed a really hot boy for the first time. (nods) That was cool. Angel? Something's going down, isn't it? And everybody's in on it except me.

ANGEL You're not a part of this.

HARMONY I could be. I'm your assistant, after all. I could, I don't know... assist you or something.

ANGEL Hamilton.

HARMONY Hamilton?

ANGEL (walks over to his desk) Need to get some things done, pay a quiet visit to Archduke Sebassis. I'd like to keep our liaison out of the loop.

HARMONY Out of the loop? That's where I live.

ANGEL Distract him. I don't care how. Throw some punches at him, some files. Just keep him busy for as long as you can. (walks toward the door)

HARMONY What are you going to do now?

ANGEL One more thing I don't want to. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''9 INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY Angel is meeting with Lindsey. Angel's pacing. Lindsey is sitting at the conference table.''' LINDSEY You gotta be joking. Why on God's green and verdant Earth would I trust you, huh? Or you, me?

ANGEL 'Cause it's not about us, Lindsey. It's about them. The wolf. The ram. The hart. The ones we've been fighting against forever.

LINDSEY You can't beat 'em.

ANGEL Maybe they're not there to be beat. Maybe they're there to be fought. Maybe fighting them is what makes human beings so remarkably strong.

LINDSEY (stands) You're not talking about the kind of strength human beings have. (sits on the edge of the table) This is not about coveting your neighbor's ass, your buddy's job, the last Mallomar in the box. You're talking about fighting flesh and something that passes for blood demons with enormous power, and they will mow you down.

ANGEL Maybe... but I keep thinking that once this world was theirs and now it's not.

LINDSEY Isn't it?

ANGEL Give me the hell on Earth speech, Lindsey. I know how bad things are, how much sway the demons hold. I happen to be the greatest mass murderer you've ever met.

LINDSEY Never given you props for that, have I?

ANGEL There's always going to be power, and there's always going to be corruption.

LINDSEY So again I ask you—

ANGEL 'Cause it's not what I'm expected to do. 'Cause you're good in a fight. And let's say we come up rolling 7s and this does go our way. We tear up this firm, someone's going to have to step in. I know that's what you want. Now, I'm a lot more comfortable with the thought of you in that position than anyone else.

LINDSEY The devil you know.

ANGEL That'd be you.

LINDSEY And what if you roll snake eyes?

ANGEL You'll talk your way out of it. You'll tell them I forced you to help me. Tell them I made my scary face.

LINDSEY Believe it or not, I was actually talking about you. You don't care about being squashed like a bug?

ANGEL You haven't heard a word I've said. For, like, years back.

LINDSEY Well, you get a little speechy, all right? And I breeze out. I got the Cliff Notes—honor and humanity. Absolute good. I heard it. So here's the plot twist—I'm in.

ANGEL Why?

LINDSEY Everybody goes on about your soul. Vampire with a soul. Nobody ever mentions the fact that you're really a vampire with big brass testes. This is gonna be a circus. I mean, win or lose, you're about to pick the nastiest fight since mankind drop-kicked the last demon out of this dimension. And that you don't do without me. If you want me, I'm on your team.

ANGEL I want you, Lindsey. (beat) I'm thinking about rephrasing that.

LINDSEY Yeah, I think I'd be more comfortable if you did. (turns away) <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''10 INT. SPIKE'S BASEMENT APARTMENT - DAY Wesley, Spike and Gunn are standing in a circle, talking, while Lorne sits in a chair in the corner, watching Illyria.''' GUNN How's she doing?

WESLEY She needs more care than I can provide here. I have to get some supplies from home. Watch over her for me. (grabs his coat)

SPIKE Fat lotta good that's gonna do if Hamilton decides to make another house call.

ANGEL Hamilton did this?

LORNE You didn't know?

ANGEL He brought Drogyn.

WESLEY To the circle... so you could kill him to prove you'd gone over.

LORNE Yeah. Say, any other tips on how to be a hero we could share with the boys and girls at home?

ANGEL I didn't have a choice. They would have killed us both—

GUNN We get it. We'd just like to know if they're gonna need any of the rest of us as proof.

SPIKE Pick us off one by one, you know.

ANGEL No, they won't. We're killing them all tonight. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Fade to black.

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">ACT II:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''11 INT. SPIKE'S BASEMENT APARTMENT - DAY Resume. Angel has just told Wesley, Lorne, Spike, Gunn and Illyria that he plans to take out the members of the Black Circle tonight.''' ANGEL I want you all to do something for me, for yourselves. Take the day off.

SPIKE What?

GUNN Angel, if we're planning to assassinate the power elite of the apocalypse tonight, shouldn't we be cowboying up?

ANGEL We'll be ready, but today, I want you guys to go out. Live. Do whatever you want. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''12 INT. CARITAS KARAOKE NIGHT CLUB - DAY A microphone stands on stage waiting for a performer to take his place in front of it.''' ANGEL (V.O.) Live the day like it's your last... 'cause it probably is.

LORNE (steps up to the microphone holding a drink, sits on the stool, starts singing) If I ruled the world, Every day would be the first day of spring, Every heart would have a new song to sing, And we'd sing of the joy every morning would bring... <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''13 INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY Angel stands in a stairwell for a moment before finally walking out into the main area of the coffee shop. He walks up to a table where someone is studying.''' ANGEL Hi. Connor looks up from his books <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''14 INT. BAR - DAY Someone is sitting at a bar, finishing a beer. He picks up a shot of whiskey. Pan out to reveal it's Spike. He gestures "cheers" to the bartender before shooting the whiskey down. Someone bumps into Spike, pushing him into the large biker-type standing next to him. The man glares meanly at Spike.''' SPIKE Ahh. Nice crowd.

BARTENDER (refills Spike's whiskey glass) It can get pretty ugly in here, I gotta warn you.

SPIKE (drinks the shot) What I'm after. Couple more shots of courage, and I may make my presence felt.

BARTENDER (refills Spike's whiskey glass) Your funeral.

SPIKE Well, I never had a proper one. (grins, drinks the shot) <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''15 EXT. EAST HILLS TEEN CENTER - DAY Outside the East Hills Teen Center, a blonde woman coordinates packing a truck with boxes and furniture with the help of a couple young men.''' ANNIE (sees Gunn walking up the street) Charles.

GUNN Annie. (they hug) How you doing?

ANNIE Pretty good, I guess. We got a bunch of furniture donated. Gotta move this stuff to the new shelter.

GUNN Still fighting the good fight, huh?

ANNIE That's the drill. How are things uptown?

GUNN More fight, less good. (grabs a box) Seen Rondell or the guys? I hit some of the old spots. Didn't see anyone.

ANNIE (grabs a chair) They should be around. They said they'd help me haul this stuff. You know how it is, though. Things come up. (Gunn and Annie hand the box and chair to the men on the truck)

GUNN Yeah. You got much vamp trouble these days?

ANNIE (chuckles) Never goes away for good. The boys help out, though. We're pretty safe. It gives me time to concentrate on the little things. Crack, runaways, abuse victims, psychotics. The old gang. (she and Gunn pick up another box each, carrying it to the truck)

GUNN Yeah, I remember.

ANNIE It's not so bad. We've had some really decent donations, and it's helping. (they hand off the boxes to the men on the truck) We actually have a part-time paid psychiatric staff.

GUNN What if I told you it doesn't help? What would you do if you found out that none of it matters? That it's all controlled by forces more powerful and uncaring than we can conceive, and they will never let it get better down here. What would you do?

ANNIE I'd get this truck packed before the new stuff gets here. (Gunn nods) Wanna give me a hand?

GUNN I do. (they each take one end of a couch) 1, 2, 3! (they each lift their end of the couch and bring it to the truck) <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''16 INT. SPIKE'S BASEMENT APARTMENT - DAY Wesley is grinding something into a paste in a mortar and pestle, mumbling to himself while doing so. Illyria is sitting behind him on the edge of the bed.''' ILLYRIA I don't understand.

WESLEY It'll help you heal faster. (shakes the paste off the pestle, sets it aside) If you really plan to join us in this fight— (grabs a strip of muslin and dredges it in the paste)

ILLYRIA I will fight. I've been broken and humiliated. I will return in kind every blow, every sting. I will shred my adversaries. Pull their eyes out just enough to turn them towards their mewing, mutilated faces.

WESLEY (pulls the strip out of the paste and walks with it toward Illyria) You're a very inspirational person. Have I mentioned that? (brushes her hair away from her neck)

ILLYRIA You are what I don't understand.

WESLEY And that would be different because? (presses the strip to Illyria's skin)

ILLYRIA Angel told you to do whatever you wanted. Today... tonight, you may all be dead.

WESLEY Yes. Good point.

ILLYIRA I am not what you want.

WESLEY (stands back, turns away, walks to his preparation area) (his voice nearly cracking) No.

ILLYIRA (touches her bandage) Then why—

WESLEY (prepares another bandage) Don't I go off and have one last perfect day? Smell the flowers, or sky-dive, or have a go with Mistress Spanks-A-Lot... or whatever the hell one is supposed to do in this situation. (places another bandage on Illyria's neck)

ILLYRIA Mistress who?

WESLEY There is no perfect day for me, Illyria. There is no sunset or painting or finely-aged scotch that's going to sum up my life and make tonight any... There is nothing that I want.

ILLYRIA You want to be with Fred.

WESLEY (finishes bandaging Illyria, wipes his hands on a hand towel) Yes. Yes, that's where I'd be if I could.

ILLYRIA I could assume her shape, make her come alive again this once for you. (looks down) But you would never ask me to.

WESLEY The first lesson a watcher learns is to separate truth from illusion. Because in the world of magics, it's the hardest thing to do. The truth is that Fred is gone. To pretend anything else would be a lie. And since I don't actually intend to die tonight, I won't accept a lie. Is it better?

ILLYRIA (touches her neck) It's better. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''17 INT. BAR - DAY Spike is sitting on a stool on a stage, talking into a hand-held microphone. The spotlight is on him as he performs a poetry reading. Behind him is a sign that reads "Poetry Slam, Thursdays 4:00". Holding the mic in his left hand, he's got his right hand draped over the mic stand, holding a glass of whiskey in his fingertips. The audience is silent.''' SPIKE "My soul is wrapped in harsh repose, midnight descends in raven-colored clothes, but soft...behold! A sunlight beam cutting a swath of glimmering gleam. My heart expands, 'tis grown a bulge in it, inspired by your beauty... effulgent."

MAN IN THE AUDIENCE Yeah! ''The audience applauses. Spike receives a standing ovation.'' MAN IN THE AUDIENCE That was great, man.

SPIKE (standing, smiling) Thank you. That was for Cecily. All right. This next one's called "The Wanton Folly of Me Mum." <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''18 INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY Angel's sitting across the table from Connor now. They're in the middle of a conversation.''' CONNOR So she's a werewolf.

ANGEL And an art student. She does this great pottery. She made me a vase.

CONNOR But it's the wolf part that Jones's you. There's some full-moon love, am I right? Fur flying.

ANGEL (staring at Connor, unsure how to react) Huh?

CONNOR So vampires really don't understand the concept of jokes.

ANGEL I understand jokes. I was at the first taping of the Carol Burnett show. Tim Conway was on fire. It was special.

CONNORR I know you're my father.

ANGEL (looks down, uncomfortably) You got your memories back.

CONNOR Yeah, they're mixed in there with the new ones. Kind of like, uh... a bad dream I had, I guess, a very strange and violent, at times, inappropriately erotic...dream.

ANGEL You probably have a lot of questions.

CONNOR (shakes his head) No. I don't want to make a thing. I get what you did. You know... I'm grateful. That's as far as I want to take it...OK?

ANGEL (breathes deeply, looks at the papers on the table) So, what are you working on?

CONNOR I am applying for an internship. I'm supposed to write up a resume.

ANGEL Need any help?

CONNOR Have you ever written a resume before? Ever?

ANGEL No... but I have very nice handwriting.

ANGEL You girl. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''19 INT. CORPORATE APARTMENT - DAY Lindsey and Eve are making out on a couch.''' LINDSEY What are you thinking about?

EVE Angel.

LINDSEY (stares away) You simply couldn't have said a worse thing than that.

EVE (sits up) Well, you know what I mean.

LINDSEY I do. It's nice to know you're one of the few things in my life he didn't get his mitts on, you know?

EVE I don't believe Angel trusts you.

LINDSEY It ain't about that, love. It's about what he needs, and right now, he needs every hand he can get. As long as I'm fighting on his side, he'll play me fair. When the smoke clears, then we'll see where we stand.

EVE You sure you can handle the Sahrvins?

LINDSEY They're sending me in with karaoke boy. How tough can they be?

EVE With Lorne?

LINDSEY (puts his arms around Eve) What's up? You worried about his reading? Said your future's gonna be crappy? He's probably telling you that just to mess with you.

EVE Yeah, probably.

LINDSEY If this thing does go down, I want you to stay the hell away from it. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you. Damn, girl, you gave up immortality for me. It's like something out of a fairy tale.

EVE We don't live in a fairy tale. Lindsey kisses Eve. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''20 INT. SPIKE'S BASEMENT APARTMENT - NIGHT The gang has reassembled in Spike's apartment. Wesley, Spike and Gunn are sitting down while Angel paces the floor. Illyria is standing behind Wesley. Lorne is sitting on the edge of a table off to the side.''' ANGEL This may come out a little pretentious, but... one of you will betray me. (Spike raises his hands eagerly) Wes.

SPIKE Oh. (puts his hand down, then suddenly hopeful) Can I deny you 3 times?

ANGEL Vail is the sorcerer of the bunch. You know that game. You've seen his place.

Cut to: '20a INT. CYVUS VAIL'S MANSION - NIGHT Vail walks into the dining room in his mansion, dragging his rack of IV drips with him.' ''ANGEL (V.O.) He believes you'd make a play for my spot.'' Cut to:

WESLEY That's not very flattering.

ANGEL It'll get you in the door. Illyria...

Cut to: '20b EXT. STREET IN LOS ANGELES - NIGHT Four people walk out of a restaurant together, heading for a car parked along the street.' ''ANGEL (V.O.) Izzerial the Devil and 3 other members of the circle dine together almost every night.'' Cut to:

ILLYRIA I'll make trophies of their spines.

ANGEL Good to have you on the team. Gunn.

GUNN Yo.

ANGEL Your friend Senator Brucker has a campaign office in west L.A.

Cut to: '20c INT. SENATOR BRUCKER'S CAMPAIGN HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT The Senator is talking on the phone in front of a large banner for her campaign.' ''ANGEL (V.O.) You already know she's pure hellspawn, and she tends to surround herself with vampires.'' Cut to:

GUNN I was hoping it'd be vamps. I haven't dusted nearly enough this year. (to Spike) No offense.

SPIKE That's all right.

ANGEL Spike.

SPIKE Right. (stands) First off, I'm not wearing any amulets. No bracelets, broaches, beads, pendants, pins, or rings.

ANGEL Fine. All you need is a rattle.

SPIKE Ah, the baby.

ANGEL And a legion of the Fell Brethren.

Cut to: '20d INT. LOBBY OF WOLFRAM & HART - DAY Flashback to three of the Fell Brethren waiting in the lobby outside Angel's office before signing the contract to adopt the baby.' ''ANGEL (V.O.) I want the kid returned to his mother and the foster family dismembered.'' Cut to:

SPIKE Done and done.

ANGEL Archduke Sebassis has over 40,000 demons at his command.

Cut to: '20e INT. SEBASSIS'S MANSION - NIGHT Archduke Sebassis is taking a bubble bath. His slave prepares a glass of Sebassis's favorite blue beverage by uncorking his vein and allowing his blood to fill the glass.' ''ANGEL (V.O.) The other members of the council fear him. He's the key player, so he's mine.'' Cut to:

ANGEL Lorne...

LORNE Uh, I'm not a fighter, Angelwings. I never had the stomach for it. Looks like I'm your weak link.

ANGEL I just need you to back up Lindsey.

WESLEY I still can't believe you brought him in.

ANGEL He's part of this. It'll be just as dangerous for him as it will be for everyone else on our team. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''21 INT. HARMONY'S APARTMENT - NIGHT Harmony is lying on her bed in her light blue lacy bra and matching panties when someone reaches out to her, offering his thumb. She sucks on the tip of his thumb.''' HARMONY Mmm. (sighs) This just gets better and better every day. ''Harmony sits up and the camera follows her to reveal she's in bed with Hamilton. She reaches for her wine glass full of blood from the nightstand and cuddles up to Hamilton.'' HARMONY Anyway—

HAMILTON Hmm.

HARMONY About Angel's secret plan... <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Fade to black.

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<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''22 INT. SPIKE'S BASEMENT APARTMENT - NIGHT Angel has just handed out assignments to Wesley, Gunn, Spike, Illyria and Lorne.''' GUNN So I guess we're not going back to the office after this.

ANGEL (shakes his head) The alley just north of the Hyperion. Everyone who makes it meets there. If we do any damage at all, the senior partners are gonna rain hell on us. So be ready.

LORNE (pulling Angel aside) Hey, Ange, uh, I'll do this last thing for you, for us... but then I'm out, and you won't find me in the alley afterwards. Hell, you won't find me at all. Do me a favor. Don't try. (walks out) Wesley grabs his coat and walks toward the door with Gunn and Illyria. GUNN The day went by fast, huh?

ILLYRIA Try not to die. You are not unpleasant to my eyes.

GUNN Uh, thanks. You... try not to die, too. (shakes hands with Wesley) Later, then. (walks out) ''Wesley looks at Angel for a long moment before he walks out. Illyria follows. Spike and Angel are the only ones left in the apartment now.'' SPIKE (walks up to Angel) What do you think all this means for that Shanshu bugaboo? If we make it through this, does one of us get to be a real boy?

ANGEL (crosses his arms) Who you kidding? We're not gonna make it through.

SPIKE Well, long as it's not you. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''23 INT. CYVUS VAIL'S MANSION - NIGHT Cyvus Vail is eating a bowl of soup (that resembles chopped up internal organs in a broth of blood) at one end of the long formal dinner table. Wesley is sitting at the opposite end of the table.''' VAIL I'm curious. (slurps a spoonful of soup) Mmm. What makes you think I won't kill you where you sit?

WESLEY Because you're smarter than the others. (Vail wipes the corners of his mouth with his napkin) Smart enough to have your doubts about Angel, and rightly so. He's...unpredictable, and worse, he has a conscience.

VAIL Well, you make a very persuasive argument.

WESLEY Wait. It gets better. ''Zoom in on Wesley's hand, hidden below the tabletop. He opens up his hand, and a fireball starts to form in his palm.'' <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''24 INT. LAIR OF THE FELL BRETHREN - NIGHT Three hooded figures walk down the hallway. When the baby starts crying nearby, one of the hooded men stops to locate the baby. It's Spike.'''

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<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''25 INT. SENATOR BRUCKER'S CAMPAIGN HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT The Senator is sitting at her desk, talking on the phone. Other workers in her office are keeping busy.''' SENATOR (talking on the phone) I can't officially comment on that, but off the record, if Mr. Conley's recent confession is true, then he's a very sick man who needs professional help. (turns to face away from the door) One of the goals of my next term in Washington is stronger federal guidelines. ''Gunn walks in, unseen by the Senator, but noticed by others who work in the office. One of the workers swings at Gunn, who ducks and punches back.'' <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''26 INT. SAHRVIN LAIR - NIGHT The Sahrvin are scattered about the room. Some are smoking a hookah pipe and others are drinking and talking. Suddenly, the peaceful atmosphere of the room is disrupted by a loud bang. A man pushes a Sahrvin through the door, busting it down. It's Lindsey.'''

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<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''27 EXT. LOS ANGELES STREET - NIGHT Izzy and three other people walk to their car parked on the side of the street. They all get in the car. Izzy puts on his seatbelt, starts the engine, and turns on the headlights. When he looks up, he sees Illyria standing in front of the car. She looks at them, cocking her head with curiosity.'''

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<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''28 INT. LOBBY OF WOLFRAM & HART - NIGHT Angel steps off the elevator into the lobby, where Harmony is waiting at her desk.''' ANGEL Harmony, where's Hamilton?

HARMONY (stands) Records room. I've been keeping him busy like you said.

ANGEL Good. I gotta stop buy the penthouse, but have my car ready, and just— (walks toward his office) ...make sure Hamilton stays busy.

HARMONY (smiles, writes something down in her notebook) No problemo, boss. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''29 INT. ANGEL'S PENTHOUSE - NIGHT Angel steps off the private elevator into his apartment. He makes a beeline for a fancy wooden box on the table; he opens it and takes out a knife with a curved blade. While examining the knife, Angel hears a door close behind him. Hamilton has just walked in.''' HAMILTON Going out?

ANGEL Why? You wanna order in?

HAMILTON (walking slowly toward Angel) I hear you already have plans. Gonna take that when you visit Sebassis? Why don't I think that's a gift? Hamilton punches Angel immensely hard, sending him through the penthouse windows, where Angel falls outside for a few stories before finally falling through the glass ceiling into the lobby. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''30 INT. LOBBY OF WOLFRAM & HART - NIGHT Angel finally lands on the floor in front of the elevator. Harmony turns to see what happened. Angel moans as he tries to get to his feet.''' HARMONY Oh, my God!

ANGEL Hamilton.

HARMONY (high pitched, defensively, backing away from Angel) He's not my boyfriend. I mean, I certainly didn't betray you.

ANGEL (pushing himself to his feet) Drop the act, Harm.

HARMONY It's not an act. I'm really this nervous.

ANGEL (stands) I knew you'd turn on me. I just didn't know when.

HARMONY (annoyed) What do you mean you knew?

ANGEL Loyalty really isn't high on your list.

HARMONY Oh, is that right? I'll have you know I am damn loyal, dumbass. (crosses her arms)

ANGEL (walks slowly, painfully toward her) You betrayed me. You are betraying me now, even as we are talking.

HARMONY (raising her voice) Because you never have any confidence in me.

ANGEL No, because you have no soul.

HARMONY I would if you had confidence in me. Hamilton is on his way down in the private elevator. ANGEL Get out of the building.

HARMONY Are you firing me?

ANGEL Among other things, yes.

HARMONY (meekly) Do you think I could get a recommendation?

ANGEL Yeah, OK.

HARMONY But see, if you don't so much live as the other thing, how—

ANGEL It's already in the desk.

HARMONY (excited) You're the best. (goes to the desk to get her things) (Hamilton walks out of Angel's office, slowly heading straight for Angel) Good luck. Um... may the best man win? (shrugs, exits)

HAMILTON (staring at Angel) So.

ANGEL Yeah. (punches Hamilton hard in the stomach, but doesn't make a dent) (sighs) Did that hurt at all?

HAMILTON Little bit. (grabs Angel by the windpipe; Angel winces as he's lifted off the ground) But it's all part of the job. (throws Angel across the room so hard that Angel shatters a support post, going right through it) <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Fade to black.

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<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''31 INT. LOBBY OF WOLFRAM & HART - NIGHT Resume. Hamilton is confronting Angel in the lobby of Wolfram & Hart after discovering that Angel is turning on the Black Circle.''' HAMILTON (picks Angel up off the floor; holds him by the lapels) The senior partners have expended an awful lot of time and resources on you. Personally, I would have told them not to bother. (throws Angel across the lobby again, where he crashes into the company logo on the balcony) (walks upstairs toward Angel) You're gutter trash, and that's where you should have stayed, drinking and whoring your way through an unremarkable life. But the fates stepped in and made you a vampire, with a soul, no less. A champion. A hero of the people. And yet, you still managed to fail everyone around you. Doyle. Cordelia. Fred. They're all gone. Now it's time you followed. (grabs Angel up out of the debris, looks into his face) Did you really think you were gonna kill Archduke Sebassis?

ANGEL No...I think I already did.

Cut to: '31a INT. SEBASSIS'S MANSION - NIGHT Flashback to the scene with Archduke Sebassis in his bubble bath. His servant has just prepared a glass of blue blood for him, and the Archduke sips it. Sebassis notices that it tastes funny, and he turns to look at his servant, but the servant has collapsed to the floor, bleeding from his mouth.'

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'31b INT. SECRET CHAMBER - DAY Flashback to the meeting of the Black Circle earlier, where Angel turned his ring right before pushing Sebassis's slave away from Vail.' ''ANGEL (V.O.) I spiked his drink.'' ''When Angel brings his hand away from the slave, a close-up of his hand reveals that there was a tiny needle sticking out from the ring. That's what caused the slave to squeal when Angel pushed him away.'' Cut to:

'31a INT. SEBASSIS'S MANSION - NIGHT Sebassis starts convulsing in the bathtub and drops his glass.' Cut to:

ANGEL I figured you were the one I needed to be alone with.

HAMILTON Why? So I could kill you?

ANGEL Well, I thought the fight would be going a little better.

HAMILTON Oh. ''Hamilton throws Angel off the balcony. He lands on the floor of the lobby.'' <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''32 INT. LAIR OF THE FELL BRETHREN - NIGHT The baby is cooing in his crib as Spike approaches him, still disguised in the hooded robe of the Fell Brethren.''' SPIKE Hello, Junior. The name's Spike. (picks up the baby) And lucky for you, I'm on a strict diet. When Spike turns to leave with the baby, he's faced with three of the Fell Brethren standing in the doorway. FELL LEADER Place the holy vessel back in the bassinet. Spike looks at the baby, who even seems to shake his head "no", then looks back at the Fell. SPIKE (sighs) Right. Spike shrugs off the robe and fights off the brothers' attack while still holding the baby. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''33 INT. SAHRVIN LAIR - NIGHT Lindsey, too, is engages in a fight with his demons, wielding a sword as he mows down one after another of the Sahrvins.'''

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<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''34 INT. CYVUS VAIL'S MANSION - NIGHT Wesley slings Cyvus's body across the dining room where he hits a wall and slides down into a pile on the floor. Wesley walks slowly toward him.''' WESLEY Your influence on this world is over. The rest of the Circle will wither and die... (forms another fireball in his palm) like you're about to.

VAIL You don't know who you're dealing with, do you, boy? (groans as he gets to his feet) (holds out his hand, summons Wes's fireball into his hand, and extinguishes it) I mean, really. I crap better magic than this. Now then, let me show you what a real wizard can do. Vail raises his hand and Wesley winces. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''35 INT. LOBBY OF WOLFRAM & HART - NIGHT Hamilton is pummeling Angel in the lobby, punching him repeatedly in the face, but Angel manages to stay on his feet.''' HAMILTON Why do you keep fighting? You signed away your Shanshu. There's nothing in it for you anymore.

ANGEL (punches Hamilton in the face) People who don't care about anything will never understand the people who do.

HAMILTON (punches Angel hard, sending him across the room again) Yeah, but we won't care. ''Angel writhes on the floor, groaning as Hamilton picks up a stake off Harmony's desk. Hamilton walks over to Angel, kneels to pick Angel up by the lapel as he rears back ready to plunge the stake into Angel's chest. But before he can do it, someone punches him in the face, sending him flying across the room away from Angel. Hamilton goes through a glass wall, shattering it. Pan out to show it was Connor who punched him.'' CONNOR Care about that, dress-for-less? (offers Angel a hand to get to his feet)

ANGEL What the hell are you doing here?

CONNOR Come on. You drop by for a cup of coffee, and the world's not ending? Please. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''36 INT. SENATOR BRUCKER'S CAMPAIGN HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT The fighting in the Senator's office can't go unnoticed at this point. Gunn has engaged nearly everyone else there, but the Senator remains on the phone, unfazed. She snaps her fingers at the one vampire who is still sitting at his desk computer instead of fighting off Gunn. The vampire goes for Gunn, but Gunn stakes him instantly.''' SENATOR (on the phone) The families are protected against pedophiles and other undesirables. Even the United States govern— ''Gunn then turns his attention to the Senator as he reaches to grab the axe from his back and hurls it at the Senator's head. It lands in the middle of her forehead, cutting off her conversation in mid-sentence. She collapses to the floor, still holding the phone to her ear.'' GUNN (to the remaining vampires) Looks like you boys are gonna need to find a new candidate. (the vampires encircle Gunn, growling) And you wonder why folks don't vote. ''Gunn straightens his arms, unfurling the stakes he had hidden up his sleeves. He stakes the first one that attacks him, but has to fight off the others with more difficulty.'' <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''37 EXT. LOS ANGELES STREET - NIGHT Illyria is walking away from Izzy's car. The car's hood is smoking, the roof has been smashed in violently, and there's blood stains on the ground near the car doors.'''

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<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''38 INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - NIGHT Eve is pacing nervously in Angel's office.'''

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<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''39 INT. SAHRVIN LAIR - NIGHT Lorne treads carefully as he walks around the former Sahrvin lair. The bloody bodies of the demons litter the floor. Lorne looks sick as he takes it all in. Lindsey is washing his hands at the sink.''' LINDSEY Those guys were chumps.

LORNE Now they're chunks. Demon strength or no, you're quite the master swordsman.

LINDSEY Well, I couldn't have done it without that high note in MacArthur Park.

LORNE Slays 'em every time.

LINDSEY Any word on the rest of the team?

LORNE For all I know, we are the rest of the team. I haven't heard squat.

LINDSEY That's weird. (turns off the water)

LORNE They'll call.

LINDSEY (dries his hands) No, I mean me saying "team" and meaning it. I kind of like the feeling.

LORNE Yeah, today.

LINDSEY You really done with them?

LORNE It isn't my kind of work anymore. It's unsavory.

LINDSEY Gee, I think it's just getting interesting.

LORNE Yeah, I bet you do.

LINDSEY You don't trust me. You don't think a man can change?

LORNE It's not about what I think. This was Angel's plan. (sighs)

LINDSEY Come on. (smiles) I could sing for you.

LORNE I've heard you sing. (takes out a gun with a silencer and shoots Lindsey twice in the chest)

LINDSEY (stumbling back, looking at his wounds, then at Lorne) Why—why did you...

LORNE One last job. You're not part of the solution, Lindsey. You never will be.

LINDSEY (points at Lorne) You kill me? (collapses to the floor) A flunky?! I'm not just... Angel...kills me. You don't... Angel... (his rapid breathing comes to an end as his body goes limp)

LORNE (sighs, looks down) Good night, folks. (drops gun on floor as he walks out) <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''40 INT. CYVUS VAIL'S MANSION - NIGHT Wesley is grunting quietly in pain as he's held in the air by Vail's magic.''' VAIL (circling Wesley, scoffing) Did you really think you had a shot at this? I can bend the very fabric of reality to my will. Your parlor tricks could never kill me, boy. (standing in front of Wesley, laughs)

WESLEY (straining) Then I'll just... have to do this... the old-fashioned way. (takes out a switch-blade knife, pops the blade and tries to stab Vail)

VAIL (stops Wesley from stabbing him) Yes... I suppose we will. (summons a large knife from the wall to him and thrusts it into Wes's stomach) ''Wesley gasps as Vail turns the knife. Wesley conjures one more large fireball in his palm, and it explodes, the force of it sending Vail across the room into a wall, knocking him out, which releases Wesley from his grip. Wesley falls, but lands on his feet. He stumbles and is about to fall to the ground when Illyria rushes into the room. She catches him in her arms and kneels beside him on the floor.'' ILLYRIA Wesley. (inspects his wound) This wound is mortal.

WESLEY (he touches his wound) Aren't we all? (looks at her, smiles) It was good... that you came.

ILLYRIA I killed all mine, and I was...

WESLEY Concerned?

ILLYRIA I think so. But I can't help. You'll be dead within moments.

WESLEY I know.

ILLYRIA Would you like me to lie to you now?

WESLEY (looks at her weakly) Yes. (closes his eyes in a slow, pained blink) Thank you. Yes. (opens his eyes to see Fred's face, her hand stroking his cheek) Hello there.

FRED (trying to smile through her tears) Oh, Wesley. My Wesley.

WESLEY Fred. (whispering) I've missed you.

FRED (kisses his lips twice gently, sniffles, kisses his forehead) It's gonna be OK. It won't hurt much longer, and then you'll be where I am. (crying) We'll be together.

WESLEY I—I love you.

FRED (smiles through her tears) I love you. My love. Oh, my love. ''Wesley only stares motionless, lifeless in her arms. She lets him go, gently placing his head on the floor. Illyria as Fred blinks slowly and sighs through gritted teeth before getting to her feet. Vail is conscious and on his feet again, standing behind Illyria.'' VAIL (approaching Illyria) How very touching his meaningless death was, but this fight was never for mortals. (groans as Illyria turns to face him angrily, in the form of Fred) Oh. (chuckles) Take your best shot, little girl. Illyria swings a powerful punch at Vail's head, transforming her shape from Fred to blue Illyria in mid-swing, ultimately shattering Vail's head with the force of her swing. <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''41 INT. LOBBY OF WOLFRAM & HART - NIGHT Connor and Angel have teamed up to fight Hamilton. They fight hand-to-hand, kicking, punching, and so forth.''' HAMILTON (head-butts Connor) What is with you people? (throws Connor into the elevator doors, where he collapses to the floor)

ANGEL Connor! (tries to go to Connor, but is blocked by Hamilton) ''Angel tries to fight Hamilton but is instead thrown across the room by him again. Angel lands on the concrete steps.'' HAMILTON (straightens his tie, walks toward Angel) Let me say this as clearly as I can. You cannot beat me. I am a part of them. The Wolf, Ram, and Hart. Their strength flows through my veins. My blood is filled with their ancient power.

ANGEL (gets to his feet, smirks) Can you pick out the one word there you probably shouldn't have said? ''Angel transforms into his vampire facade as he attacks Hamilton, biting him painfully in the jugular. Angel drinks from him, holding on tenaciously as Hamilton struggles to get free. Hamilton is finally able to pull Angel's head away from his neck, and he throws him across the room again, but this time Angel controls his motion, managing to rotate in the air and land on his feet.'' ANGEL Wow. (wipes his lip) You really are full of it. (Hamilton swings at Angel, but Angel ducks) What was that you were saying about ancient power? ''Hamilton throws another punch at Angel, but Angel catches his arm and punches Hamilton in the ribs. Hamilton swings with his free arm, hitting Angel in the face, but Angel returns the favor, punching Hamilton in the face.'' HAMILTON (grabbing Angel's windpipe again, holding him in the air) You don't really think you're gonna win this, do you? You don't stand a chance. We are legion. We are forever. ''Angel breaks free of Hamilton's grip and punches him repeatedly in the chest and stomach. Hamilton stumbles backwards, and Angel sweep-kicks him in the ankles, bringing Hamilton to the floor. Hamilton struggles to get up.'' ANGEL (Hamilton gets to his knees, but Angel punches him in the face) Then I guess forever... (punches Hamilton in the face again, and again) just got a hell of a lot shorter. ''Finally, Angel punches Hamilton in the face so hard that it breaks his neck. Hamilton falls to the ground with a final grunt. Angel sighs as he stands over Hamilton. Connor gets to his feet.'' CONNOR Is he dead?

ANGEL Yeah, he's dead. ''The building starts shaking and rumbling. Windows are cracking. The building is coming apart.'' CONNOR Uh, that's not good, is it?

ANGEL Wolfram & Hart. Looks like they're taking the gloves off.

CONNOR What do we do?

ANGEL You go home.

CONNOR Huh?

ANGEL This is my fight.

CONNOR That's some serious macho— (some of the building debris falls on him) Aah! The concrete support beam falls from the ceiling onto the lobby floor. ANGEL Go home...now.

CONNOR They'll destroy you.

ANGEL As long as you're OK, they can't. (the building rumbles as yet another concrete ceiling joist falls, crushing the balcony) Go. ''Connor looks at Angel before running down the hallway to leave. Angel looks around as the building crumbles before his eyes. He goes into his office to get Eve.'' EVE What the hell is going on?!

ANGEL Looks like we're getting kicked out of the garden, Eve.

EVE Where's Lindsey? (Angel turns to go, but she grabs his arm) Where is he?

ANGEL He's not coming for you.

EVE You—

ANGEL Time to go. (walks away)

EVE (shakes her head helplessly, watching him leave) Go where? <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">Cut to:

<p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">'''42 EXT. ALLEY BEHIND THE HYPERION - NIGHT Angel runs down the alley behind the Hyperion, carrying his sword, running through the pouring rain (in a scene reminiscent of the last image in the opening credits). When he gets to the chain-link fence at the end of the alley, he looks around for the others, but doesn't see anyone. The sky thunders above him as the heavy rain continues.''' SPIKE (O.S.) Boo. (walks out from the shadows)

ANGEL Anyone else?

SPIKE Not so far. You feel the heat?

ANGEL It's coming.

SPIKE Finally got ourselves a decent brawl.

GUNN (running down the street toward them, carrying his homemade battle-axe) Damn! How did I know the fang boys would pull through? (his steps become progressively less sure, weaker) You're lucky we're on the same side, dogs, 'cause I was on fire tonight. (weakly) My game was tight. (almost collapses, but Angel and Spike catch him, helping him to a box on which he can sit down)

SPIKE (looking at Gunn's wounds) You're supposed to wear the red stuff on the inside, Charlie boy.

GUNN (looks down at his wounds) Any word on Wes?

ILLYRIA (jumps down from the chain-link fence to stand behind Angel) Wesley's dead. (Angel looks heartbroken; Gunn cries; Spike hangs his head) I'm feeling grief for him. (a crowd clamors in the background) I can't seem to control it. I wish to do more violence.

SPIKE (the noisy crowd is getting closer) Well, wishes just happen to be horses today.

ANGEL Among other things. ''Angel looks at the approaching crowd. It's hundreds, if not thousands, of demons of all sorts, shapes and sizes. A huge winged dragon flies angrily toward them overhead.'' GUNN OK. You take the 30,000 on the left...

ILLYRIA You're fading. You'll last 10 minutes at best.

GUNN (stands) Then let's make 'em memorable. ''Angel steps forward and Spike, Gunn and Illyria follow. Spike is standing off to Angel's right side. Angel is flanked a step behind by Gunn on the right and Illyria on the left. They stare at the horde of demons approaching them in the alley.'' SPIKE In terms of a plan?

ANGEL We fight.

SPIKE Bit more specific.

ANGEL (steps forward) Well, personally, I kind of want to slay the dragon. (the demon horde attacks) Let's go to work. (swings his sword) <p style="color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:"TimesNewRoman";font-size:medium;font-weight:normal;">

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