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Wesley: "Shanshu. - Shanshu. - Or maybe it"s shushan."
Cordy: "Are you still trying to figure out that word? What"s taking so long?"
Wesley: "Gee, I don"t know, Cordelia. The prophecies of Aberjian were only written over the last 4000 years, in a dozen different languages, some of which aren"t even human! Why don"t we just get a phalangoid demon in here, suck the brain out of my skull. Maybe that would speed things up."

Cordy: "He sure gets testy when he"s translating."
Wesley: "This word is pivotal to what it prophesies about the vampire with a soul."
Cordy: "Well, hurry up and figure out what it says about Angel, because - I wanna know what it says about me. If there is torrid romance in my future - massive wealth? If I have to I"ll settle for enviable fame."

Wesley: "This is an ancient sacred text, not a magic eight ball."
Cordy: "Nobody gets my humor."
Angel: "I thought it was funny."
Cordy: "Hmm."
"Hey guys? Remember born-again lawyer-boy who wanted out of Wolfram & Hart so bad?"

Angel: "Lindsey?"
Cordy: "They just promoted him - junior partner."
Wesley: "After all you did for him - he sells his soul for thirty pieces of silver."

Cordy: "Actually he sold it for a six-figure salary and a full benefits package."

Wesley: "It"s disappointing. He had an opportunity to change."
Angel: "He didn"t take it."
Wesley: "What?"
Angel: "A little late for visitors."
Angel: "Mr. Nabbit?"
Cordy: "David?"
Nabbit: "Par- pardon my throat."

Angel: "I"m sorry I didn"t mean to..."
Nabbit: "Ah, that was awesome. Can we do it again?"
Wesley: "Are you - do you need help?"
Nabbit: "Me? No. I just popped by to hang.
I blew off my board of directors because tonight it"s my turn to be dungeon master. What do you think of my cape?"

Cordy: "Shiny."
Nabbit: "You guys wanna hang? Oh, wow. Wow, wow. This is where it all happens.
The helpless - in agony - they have no one to turn to so they - come here to you.
Drink that coffee - sit on this couch - unspeakable fiends from hell hot on their heels. Ah, what did I do? Spun off my digital pager network, made a few more million. Alright, several.
Big whoop! What does that mean?"

Cordy: "No more shopping at the Penny Saver?"
Nabbit: "It"s just you guys, - your lives are so meaningful - so exciting.
You fight demons! At any moment one could walk right through that very door! - You guys seen any cool demons lately?"

Chanting: "This hallowed ground is made ready. His time is at hand. As it is written he of pure darkness shall come into the light."

Holland: "Welcome to Wolfram & Hart. I hope you had a pleasant journey?"


Nabbit: "You guys - ah, - never know what"s going to happen around here that's... Okay. Nice to see you again."

Angel: "You too."
Cordy: "It was fun."
Wesley: "Drop by again."
Nabbit: "We"ll hang soon."
Wesley: "I know what it means."
Cordy: "A very wealthy man with just - no life at all?"
Wesley: "No. The word in the scroll."
Cordy: "That shoe shine thing?"

Wesley: "Shanshu."
"If it isn"t Aegean but instead descends from the ancient Majar"s then it"s root is proto-hugaric. In which case it would mean..."

Cordy: "We are waiting!"
Wesley: "Death."
Cordy: "But you said it was all about the vampire with the soul. Angel is going to die?"
Angel: "Oh. Anything else?"
Cordy: "He certainly took that well. - Is this that opportune time to talk about my raise?

Wesley: "It"s probably years off - ah, after the coming battles."
Cordy: "My raise?"
Wesley: "Apocalyptic prophecies aren"t exactly a science. And-and I could be way off the mark, so - no reason to be concerned."
Angel: "Hmm."
Wesley: "So it"s good you"re not concerned. - Not - even remotely concerned."

Cordy: "Pain - killer."
Wesley: "Painful killer-demon."
Cordy: "Painkiller!"
Wesley: "Oh."
Cordy: "A woman, judging by the plastic bag on her head I"m guessing homeless, versus a slime demon."
Angel: "Where?"
Cordy: "I smelled something awful - that would be the slime demon - Yuck! - who lives behind a waste treatment plant in Elscando."

Angel: "Got it!"
Wesley: "Do you need help?"
Angel: "Stay here and take care of her."
Cordy: "Enough with the scratch-and-sniff visions!"
Wesley: "Here."
Cordy: "Ah, thanks. If I ever meet these Powers That Be - I"m gonna punch then in the nose! Do you think they have a nose?"
Voca: "You lost the scroll of Aberjian?"
Holland: "The scroll was stolen from our vault."
Voca: "The raising can not be performed without the scroll."
Lilah: "We understand."
Lindsey: "It was my mistake. I"ll rectify it."

Voca: "You will do nothing. I will retrieve the scroll myself. Who stole it?"
Holland: "Angel."
Voca: "Angel! I am summoned for the raising - the very thing that was to bring this creature down to us -tear him from the Powers That Be - and he - has the scroll."
Lilah: "We"re not unaware of the irony."
Voca: "He is in the possession of the scroll. His connection to the Powers That Be is complete."
Lilah: "He hasn"t had time to make a full study of the text."
Voca: "No, and he won"t. All avenues to the Powers shall be cut off from him and the scroll returned to us."
Lindsey: "What can we do to help?"
Voca: "You can leave it to me."
Holland: "Well - end of discussion?"
1.Officer: "Told you she"d show. She listens to the nut-calls on our scanner."

2.Officer: "Are you sure she doesn't pick up the radio waves on her brain chip?"

1.Officer: "Detective. According to the report there was a lot of, quote, otherworldly howling and wailing."
2.Officer: "The call said something about something slimy dragging a homeless woman away."
Kate: "I heard the call. Stay here."

1.Officer: "Don"t you want some backup, detective?"
2.Officer: "Or a Ouija board?"
Angel: Just relax. Now it's fine: I understand:
Woman: "See what they do? You turn your back and they come for you."

Angel: "You"re safe now."
Woman: "Yeah, you killed him. Sliced him up real good. He saved me from one of their spies. And by the way - I don"t appreciate the dental association watching me like that."

Angel: "Hi."
Kate: "What was it?"
Angel: "It"s okay. It won"t hurt anyone else."

Kate: "What was it?"
Angel: "Slime demon."
Kate: "Gee, this town has everything, doesn"t it? Demons, fiends, vampires..."
Angel: "Look, I know this hasn"t been easy for you. It"s okay most people can"t handle what"s really out here, Kate. Maybe you should think about..."

Kate: "Sorry. It"s just someone who"s not even a person lecturing me on "most people," it"s kind of funny. - I can handle it fine.
And I don"t care about most people and what they think of me. - What I do care about it ridding this city of your kind."

Angel: "My kind."
Kate: "Your kind. The kind that killed my father? Did you think I would just forget about that? - I don"t forget anything."
Wesley: "Death. Every source says it"s death."
Cordy: "Well, it"s just a prophecy. It"s not like it came from on high."
Wesley: "That"s what a prophecy is, Cordelia."

Cordy: "Alright. Yeah, but Angel faces death all the time - just like a normal guy faces waffles and French-fries. It"s something he faces every day like - lunch. - Are you hungry?"
Wesley: "The fact that his death is prophesied - which isn"t good news - doesn"t concern me nearly as much as the way he took that news."

Cordy: "What? He didn"t scream like a girl as some of us would have?
Angel"s cool."
Wesley: "Angel"s cut off. Death doesn"t bother him because - there is nothing in life he wants! It"s our desires that make us human.

Cordy: "Angel is kind of human. - He"s got a soul."
Wesley: "He"s got a soul - but he"s not a part of the world. He-he can never be part of the world."
Cordy: "Because he doesn"t want stuff? - That"s ridiculous. Hey! I want that!"
Wesley: "What connects us to life?"
Cordy: "Right now? I"m going with doughnuts."
Wesley: "What connects us to life is the simple truth that we are part of it. - We live, we grow, we change. - But Angel..."
Cordy: "Can"t do any of those things. - Well, what are you saying - that Angel has nothing to look forward to? That he going to go on forever, in the world, but always cut off from it?"
Wesley: "Yes."
Cordy: "Well, that sucks! We"ve got to do something. We"ve got to help him."
Wesley: "I"m not sure we can."
Cordy: "What is your deal? You go around boring everyone with your musty scrolls and then you say there is nothing we can do?"

Wesley: "He is what he is."
Cordy: "He"s Angel. He"s good. And he helps the helpless and now - he"s one of them. - Well, he"s gonna have to start wanting things from life, whether he wants to or not!"

Angel: "Morning."
Cordy: "Morning. - Want some coffee?"
Angel: "No, thanks."
Cordy: "How about a doughnut? Chocolate..."
Angel: "No."
Cordy: "Creamy fillings?"
Angel: "No. I don"t want anything. Am I supposed to know what this is about?"
Wesley: "We - were just discussing how - you don"t - want that many things."
Cordy: "You"re cut off. But don"t worry, I"m gonna help you with that."
Angel: "Oh. Good."
Cordy: "We"ll start small. Keep it simple. - How would you like a puppy? Right. - A Ficus? They"re low maintenance. - Ant farm?"
Wesley: "I have to go."
Angel: "Where are you going?"
Wesley: "Rare book shops. I need references to translate the - prophecy. - Probably not a good idea to take the scroll with me."

Angel: "No. I"ll lock it up downstairs in the weapons cabinet."
Wesley: "Angel - I hope I"m wrong about all this but - it might be a good time to consult the Oracles."

Angel: "I don"t need to see the Oracles about this."
Wesley: "Well, think about it."
Cordy: "Oracles. - Get out of the house. Could be fun."
Woman: "How dare you enter this sacred space."
Man: "Who do you think you are?"
Woman: "We do not appreciate being summoned by a lower being."
Man: "Who knows no better than to come here on a whim."

Voca: "I"m not here on a whim."
Woman: "We do not council your kind. The powers of darkness are not allowed to cross this threshold. How did you get it?"
Voca: "The old order passes away and the new order"s come. He that was first shall now be last and he that was dead shall now arise."

Woman: "Yes, and he that is trespassing shall now depart."
Man: "We shall speak no more."
Voca: "Yes - I know."
Woman: "Do you paint?"
Cordy: "Oh, no. I was just looking for something for a friend. I thought maybe if he had a hobby... - He"s a little detached from things."
Woman: "Well, they say art is the best therapy for that."
Cordy: "Really?"
Woman: "Sure, they use it in mental institutions all the time. You get the patients drawing and working with clay - helps them to get back in touch."

Cordy: "Well, he is not crazy or anything. He"s - just different?"
Woman: "Depressed."
Cordy: "Well, he wears a lot of black. - How much are these pastels?"
Woman: "Oh, these are on special. You get the entire set, the large one, and some drawing paper and little еasel..."

"I think you have everything he"ll need and then some. You made my day. Thanks."

Cordy: "You"re welcome.
Woman: "You must be really good friends."

Cordy: "Yeah. Thank you."
Woman: "Take care."
Cordy: "Bye."
Woman: Someone get some help! Call 911!

Angel: "Hello? - Yeah, what happened to her? - I"m her employer. - This is her only family in town. What happened? - I"m on my way."
"I"m looking for Cordelia Chase."
Nurse: "She is ah, the doctor is with her. If you"ll just have a seat over there... Wait! You have to let the doctor handle this!"

Doctor: "Try another five mil of Ativan."
"Hey, you can"t be in here."
Angel: "What happened?"
Doctor: "Are you family?"
Angel: "Yes!"
Doctor: "They brought her in a few hours ago. I"m not sure what happened."
Doctor: "Does she have a history of mental illness?"
Angel: "No."
Doctor: "Does she use drugs?"
Angel: "No."
Doctor: "Well, she is having a psychotic episode. We"ve done a CAT scan. There is no organic damage that we can see, but we can"t seem to sedate her."

Angel: "Cordelia, can you hear me? - Cordelia! Cordelia!"
Doctor: "We"re trying a number of different drug therapies.
Do you know if she has any allergies?"
Angel: "I don"t think so. Drugs won"t help her."
Doctor: "Well, something better. I need to inform you, if we don"t find a way to stop it..."

Angel: "Wesley! - Wesley! - Wesley! Wes! Wes!" .
"Wes. Wesley."
Kate: "Never a dull moment with you around, is there."
Angel: "I have to go."
Kate: "Who the hell do you think you are? You are a major witness to a major crime scene. You are not going anywhere."
Angel: "You want to try and stop me, Kate?"

Kate: "I"m glad we are not playing friends anymore. And I"m real sick and tired of your attitude.
There is a thing called the law!"
Angel: "This isn"t about the law, this is about a little thing - called life.
Now I"m sorry about your father. But I didn"t kill your father. And I"m sick and tired of you blaming me - for everything you can"t handle! You want to be enemies?
Try me."

Nurse: "Clear! - Okay, I got him back."

Angel: "Cordelia - I"m gonna fix this. - Promise. - I"m gonna get you back. - I need you back."
"I come before the Oracles for guidance and direction. I beseech access to the knowing ones."
Woman: "It"s unfortunate. Things are unraveling. The dark ones broach our temples now."
Angel: "Can you help me?"
Woman: "I can"t stay long. I"ve been dead a while. So far I don"t like it."

Angel: "My friend who gets the visions..."
Woman: "Is in trouble. It"s his mark, the one who did this."
Angel: "Who? Who did this?"
Woman: "Voca. A warrior of the underworld. He wants you weak. So he opened her mind to all the ones who cry out in pain and need. She doesn"t have long either."
Angel: "How can I stop it?"
Woman: "The sacred scroll of Aberjian is now in Voca"s possession. The scroll is what you need."
Angel: "Wait."
Woman: "Find the scroll. The words of Anatole, only they can remove the mark and save your friend."
Angel: "Tell me where to find him. I"ll repay him for what he did here."
Woman: "He is here for the raising."

Angel: "The raising?"
Woman: "Like so many of them he hides behind man"s law. Stop him."

Angel: "I will."
Gunn: "This is good. A lot of hungry people are going to appreciate this. You are doing god"s work here. If god was a busboy he"d look just like you Jesus. Toss it up, brother. Alright!"
"Yo, yo, heads up!"
"Put them down. I know this fool. That was entertaining. What you got under that hood."
Angel: "I need your help."
Gunn: "Yeah, well, I figured you didn"t roar in here to ask me after my health. It"s pretty good, by the way.
You getting enough iron? You look a little pale. - Okay, it"s traditional in the human world to humor people who"ve done favors for you in the past."

Angel: "Your about to do me another one."
Gunn: "Yeah, well, if it"s tossing a vampire in with them lawyers, I"m in. Because that was my idea of a good time."

Angel: "My people, they are in the hospital. St. Matthews. One"s in ICU, one"s in the neuro-psychiatric Unit. They need protection while I hunt down the guy who put them there."

Gunn: "He"s gonna come after them himself or is he gonna send someone?"
Angel: "However he comes, he"s not gonna get them. These people mean a lot to me."
Gunn: "I"m getting that."
Monks: "We have prepared a holy place in the darkness and anointed it with oil. We have taken of the blood of the living and gathered together the living dead."
Voca: "As it was written they shall prepare the way and the very gate of hell shall open.
That which is above shall tremble for that which is below shall arise. And the world shall know the beast - and the beast shall know the world." Lilah: "Aren"t we going to be late?"
Holland: "You never want to be on time for a ritual, the chanting, the blood rites, they go on forever."
Lindsey: "You guys follow us."
Holland: "I know you covered all the bases here."
Lindsey: "Yes, sir."
Holland: "Senior partners are keeping a close watch on us. We don"t wanna let them down."

Lindsey: "We won"t."
Lilah: "Remember when Robert Price let the senior partners down and they made him eat his liver? - I don"t know what made me think of that."

Voca: "Five are without breath."
Monks: "Yet they live."
Voca: "Five are without time."
Monks: "Yet they live."
Voca: "Five are without soul."
Monks: "Yet they live."
Holland: "They haven"t even gotten to the Latin yet."
Voca: "Five are without sun."
Monks: "Yet they live."
Lilah: "What is it?"
Holland: "I don"t know."
Lindsey: "Five are dead. - Say it!"
Monks: "Yet they live."
Lindsey (in Latin): "And the five shall be a sacrifice... and the one who is dead shall live..."
Holland: "Get the movers in here."
Lilah: "Yes Sir."
Lindsey (in Latin): "Even as life and death are not two things but one... in darkness is the light, in light is the darkness. Arise! Arise! Arise!"
Holland: "Get it out of here."
Angel: "Nice."
"Lindsey, give me the scroll."
Lindsey: "That"s not gonna happen. It belongs to us."
Angel: "Us. You put your faith in Wolfram and Hart."
Lindsey: "You said I had to make a choice."

Angel: "And you did."
Lindsey: "Yeah. I had a crisis - and I want to thank you for your help with that - but I see things more clearly now."

Angel: "You don"t see anything. You don"t know what faith is."
Lindsey: "I see that what happened here tonight was foretold - that doesn"t bode well for you. - I see that you are either the one with the power - or you"re powerless."

Angel: "Uh-huh. You see what I"m gonna do to you if you don"t give me that scroll?"

Lindsey: "You need the words of Anatole to cure your friend. She"s your connection to the Powers That Be. And since it is foretold that we sever all your connections: well..."

Angel: "Don"t believe everything you"re foretold."
Wesley: "And if the beast shalt find thee, and touch thee, thou shalt be wounded in they soul - and thou shalt know madness.
The beast shalt attack and cripple thee and thou shalt know neither friend nor family. - But thou shalt undo the beast.
Thou shalt find the sacred words of Anatole and thou shalt be restored. - Three times shalt thou say these words: unbind - unbind - unbind."
Angel: "Hey."
Cordy: "Angel?"
Angel: "Welcome back."
Nurse: "I"ll get Dr. Evans."
Cordy: "I saw them all. There is so much pain. - We have to help them."
Angel: "We will. We will."
Wesley: "Here is something."
Angel: "What is it?"
Wesley: "The beast of Amalfi, a razor toothed six-eyed harbinger of death. No, wait, that"s due to arise in 2003 in Reseda."
Angel: "I would have guessed Tarzana."

Wesley: "Better cross-reference that."
"I"m sorry, I don"t know what they raised in that box. - I"ll keep looking."
Cordy: "You"ve been looking for two days. You need to relax and charge the brain cells. Here. Eat."
"You too. Don"t be embarrassed. We"re family."
Wesley: "It"s just I... - I"m not used to..."

Angel: "He is not used to the new you."
Cordy: "I know what"s out there now. We have a lot of evil to fight, a lot of people to help. - I just hope skin and bones here and figure out what those lawyers raised *sometime* before the
prophecy kicks in and -
you croak.
That was the old me, wasn"t it?"
Angel: "I like them both."
Wesley: "Ah - oops. - I may have made a tiny mistake. The word Shanshu that I said meant you were going to die? Actually I think it means that you are going to live."

Cordy: "Okay, as tiny mistakes go - that"s not one!"
Wesley: "Shanshu has roots in so many different languages. The most ancient source is the Proto-Bantu and they consider life and death the same thing, part of a cycle, only a thing that"s not alive never dies. It"s- it"s saying - that you get to live until you die. - It"s saying - it"s saying you become human."

Cordy: "That"s the prophecy?"
Wesley: "Ah, the vampire with a soul, once he fulfills his destiny, will Shanshu. Become human. - It"s his reward."
Cordy: "Wow. Angel a human."
Angel: "That"ll be nice."
Cordy: "Wait. What"s that thing about him having to fulfill his destiny first?"
Wesley: "Well, it"s saying that it won"t happen tomorrow or the next day.
He has to survive the coming darkness, the apocalyptic battles, a few plagues, and some - uh, several, - not that many - fiends that will be unleashed."

Angel: "So don"t break out the champagne just yet."
Cordy: "Yeah, break out the champagne, Pinocchio. This is a big deal!"
Angel: "I guess it is."
Cordy: "Typical. I hook up with the only person in history who ever came to LA to get older."
Holland: "The senior partners were very impressed with your sacrifice. Trust me, we"ll even the score with them."
Lindsey: "Yes, we will."
Holland: "Beginning with what"s in that box."

Lilah: "We are all very pleased you"re here. - I know it"s a bit confusing - but it"s going to be better soon - a lot better, Darla."

The end
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