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Cordy: "Hi. What you got there?"
Groo: "Well, I know you had grave concern for Angel"s welfare, so I made some Mock-Na."

Cordy: "Oh. Mock-Na. Which is..?"
Groo: "A soothing brew to relieve tension."

Cordy: "Ah. Kind of looks like muddy water."

Groo: "Yes! The mud gives it body and flavor. Of course there is no Plockweed in this dimension, so I made due with creeping fig and sour cress in the garden. Though it is not true Mock-Na, it is very close to the real thing."

Cordy: "So it"s mock Mock-Na."
Groo: "Please."
Cordy: "Well, that"s, ah... I mean, I can feel the tension draining already. And a little sediment going down the wrong... Hmm, tasty."

Groo: "And might I further relieve you by at first gently then more rapidly rubbing your Schlug-Tee?"
Cordy: "Ah, I don"t really... uhm. Maybe later at home."
"I don"t feel comfortable doing *it* in the office, Groo."
Groo: "Doing "it?""
Cordy: "Sex."
Groo: "Oh, you wish to have sex?"
Cordy: "What? No! Shh!"
Groo: "I was proposing a massage of your Schlug-Tee, your tense neck muscle, but - it is always an honor to make sex with you. Later, at home. I understand perfectly."
Cordy: "Angel."
Groo: "Is not who I am, princess."
Cordy: "I know. He"s back."
"You didn"t happen to hear..."
Angel: "Hear what?"
Cordy: "Good. So, how did it go?"
Angel: "I found Holtz."
Cordy: "And?"
Angel: "I didn"t kill him."
Cordy: "Maybe you"re growing as a person. What did you do?"
Angel: "We talked."
Cordy: "About Connor-ah, Steven."
Angel: "Yeah. Did he - come home?"
Cordy: "No, he"s still out with Gunn and Fred. You - said home."
Angel: "Yeah. It"s a long story, but Holtz wants what"s best for him."
Cordy: "And what"s best for him is living here with us?"
"That"s great! Oh, my god, I"m so happy for you."
Groo: "Yes. It is a happy time."
Justine: "This didn"t have to happen. Your father was gonna leave. He just wanted to talk to Angelus."
Connor: "Leave?"
Justine: "Angelus won. He could have just walked away."
Connor: "It"s my fault. He"ll pay."
Justine: "I"ll help you kill him."
Connor: "No."
Justine: "You don"t wanna kill him? After what he did? What do you wanna do?"


Angel: "This one might work better. He"d have southern exposure. Not too close to my room. I don"t want him to feel like I"m - hovering."

"But not too far. I wanna keep an eye. - What do you think?"
Cordy: "I think it"s just as good as the last five we looked at. It"s not about the room it"s about Connor... I still can"t get used to calling him Steven."

Angel: "Neither can I. It"s what Holtz... it"s what he wants to go by."
Cordy: "Okay, Steven, Connor, whatever. But, it"s about your son living here, getting to know his father."

Angel: "I don"t even own a TV. He"s gonna wanna watch TV. Not too much, I mean, after homework and chores. He"s gonna need clothes, weekly allowance... What"s good nowadays? Fifty cents, a dollar?"

Cordy: "Yeah. If you"re Tom Sawyer painting the fence."
Angel: "See? I"m so out of touch. He"s gonna hate me."
Cordy: "No, he"s not. He"s gonna love you."

Angel: "How do you know?"
Cordy: "Because you"re you."
Angel: "Me. A vampire."
Cordy: "You, a vampire."
Angel: "Who drinks blood, keeps to the shadows, and is older than everybody he knows put together."
Cordy: "You"re all those things, plus tight with a buck. But none of that matters."

Angel: "Why not?"
Cordy: "Because you have the biggest and best heart of anyone I"ve ever known. He"s a smart kid. He"ll figure it out. It"s gonna be alright."
Angel: "You really..."
Cordy: "Aren"t I? Feeling better, or do you need to keep looking at rooms?"

Angel: "Both."
Lorne: "Hey, he can have mine."
Cordy: "What do you mean?"
Lorne: "Leaving - on the midnight train to Georgia. Actually it"s the nine eighteen flight to Vegas tomorrow, but where is the poetry in that?"
Angel: "Is this because of Connor? - Steven."
Lorne: "This is because of me. A buddy of mine has a club just off the strip, and he needs a singer and a seer. I could maybe do a little good."
Cordy: "Well, what about rebuilding your club here?"
Lorne: "That"s a great idea, pixie-cat. Except every time I do, you all seem to destroy it."

Cordy: "It was only - three times."
Lorne: "You know, I got the big love here, and I"m grateful for the hospitality, but it"s - it"s time to move on."

Angel: "But some of this is because of..."
Lorne: "The not so little nipper? I"m not gonna lie. Kid"s in the mix. Clearly not loving the demon kind. And-and I know it"s the way he was raised, and I loved that little baby - I just wouldn"t, ah..."
Cordy: "What?"
Lorne: "Turn my back on him any time soon."

Connor: "No white cliffs?"
Justine: "Not in this neck of the woods. Sorry. Still looks like where he came from though."

Connor: "Eng-land? Maybe it"s like the ranch."

Justine: "The ranch?"
Connor: "Where I was supposed to grow up - in Utah."
Justine: "He told you about that? That was our dream."
Connor: "He always told it, before sleep. Him and me, where no one else could ever find us."
Justine: "Yeah. We should - we need to bury him."
Connor: "No."
Justine: "I"ll do it."
Connor: "No. He was bitten by the beast. He may rise again."
Holtz: "You said you"d do anything for me."

Connor: "I will do as you taught me. I will cling to the good - and I will lay waste to the evil. Sleep now, father - and forgive me."

Lilah: "Mind if I join you?"

Wes: "On many levels and with great intensity."
Lilah: "How"s your throat? Need a lozenge? Life"s something, huh? One day you"re a pivotal figure in the big battle, next thing you know, you"re thrown out on your lonesome. No one even cares what you think any more. Well - I care."

Wes: "You care."
Lilah: "As one human being to another. Just kidding. I care that your great big brain is going to waste. Correct me if I"m wrong, isn"t Angel Jr. a thing without precedent in human history?"

Wes: "You"re wrong. Mesopotamian, Greek, Hindi, Celtic myth, the Bible, even Darwin, all support the coming of something that wasn"t possible before."

Lilah: "Okay. - The impossible is here. But what does it mean? Is it the herald of a new age, better things to come or - the mass-destruction of everything we hold dear?"

Wes: "Yes. Every child born carries into the world the possibility of salvation - or slaughter."
Lilah: "And one born to two vampires carries it in spades. Now, my people will be rooting - for slaughter. And your people... sorry - your *former* people, they won"t know what to do if things turn sour."

Wes: "No."
Lilah: "So, if the kid"s the next Stalin, do you kill him? You can"t! He"s Angel"s son. But on the other hand, if you just watch while he up and kills Angel or somebody else - that cute girl from Texas, say? - Wow, times like this? Glad I don"t have a conscience."

Wes: "I think you should leave now."
Lilah: "What was it like? When she cut you?"

Wes: "You terribly anxious to find out?"
Gunn: "Nobody"s here."
Fred: "Good."
Gunn: "Bad. We got to find Angel and tell him we screwed up. Okay, get your point."

Fred: "Where is everybody?"
Groo: "I"m here. - Cordelia and Angel are upstairs trying out bedrooms. For Angel"s son."
Fred, Gunn: "Oh."
Cordy: "I"m not telling your sixteen year old boy that."
Angel: "Well, someone has to make sure he knows the facts of life. My track record with the whole man/woman thing isn"t, you know... I don"t wanna use the words "tragic farce" but..."

Cordy: "Why not? You"re still telling him."

Angel: "You could help fill in the blanks. He"s gonna have questions. Like, what do you do with a woman"s Schlug-Tee again?"

Cordy: "You and your vampire hearing! Next time you eavesdrop I"m gonna..."

Angel: "Easy there, sailor! You use that kind of language at home?"
"Where is he?"
Fred: "Ah..."
Gunn: "He ran away. He overheard us saying you were going to Holtz."
Angel: "Then that"s where he went."
Fred: "We were just there. We didn"t see either of them."
Angel: "All he"s gonna find is an empty room. He won"t know what"s happened."
Gunn: "What"s happened?"
Cordy: "Holtz left. He wants Steven to live here with Angel."
Fred: "That"s good! - As long as we find him and tell him before..."
Groo: "He"s here."
Cordy: "How can we tell him before..."
Angel: "Hey. - You all right?"
Connor: "I went to see my... - He wasn"t there."

Angel: "Yeah. I"m sorry. He"s - he left, Steven. - He gave me this letter to give to you."

Connor: "He says my place is here now - with you."
Angel: "It wouldn"t have to be forever. Maybe just - give it a try for a while."

Connor: "Okay. - We"ll give it a try."
Angel: "It"s me."
"Can I come in?"
"I brought you a bookcase and some of my favorite books when I was your age. So - can I get you some breakfast? Are you hungry?"

Connor: "Not really."
Angel: "We can go out. I"d have to wear a Burka or something. Hey, you know, we"ll stay in, hang out together, tonight we"ll - do something special. You ever been to a movie?"

Connor: "No."
Angel: "Oh, we"ll go to an action movie. You"ll love it. Anything else you wanna see or do - just say the word."
Connor: "There is one thing."
Angel: "What?"
Connor: "I wanna know how you do that."
Angel: "Fight?"
Connor: "Yes."
Angel: "I think you got that down pretty good already."
Connor: "I wanna learn - to be like you."
Angel: "Well, there might be a thing or two that I could show you."
"Behind you! Civilian! Civilian! Protect her, protect her!"

"Where is your balance? Where is your balance? Huh? You lose it you lose. Don"t worry, I got you. I got you. You"re doing good, kid. You"ve got heart."

Fred: "I wanna be the vampire!"
Gunn: "I wanna be in a hot tub."
Cordy: "I wanna know who"s cleaning this stuff up."
Angel: "Yeah. It has been a long day. Had enough?"
Connor: "No. I wanna learn."
Angel: "Is this kid a chip off the old block or what, huh?"
Cordy: "He"s chippy."
Angel: "Hey, Cor, we"re going to the movies tonight. You wanna come?"
Cordy: "Yeah! I mean, I"d like to, ah, I can"t. Groo and I are supposed to - have some one on one time. So..."

Angel: "Oh. Right. You should do that. Okay. Vampire."
"Vampire. You"re not in "Cats.""
"Innocent by-stander."
Gunn: "By-sitter."
"Close your eyes. Feel it. Where is the attack going to come from?"
"Good. Good."
Cordy: "Hi, honey. It"s me! And I got your favorites: Tuna and ice cream. How about tonight you try *not* mixing it together? Oh, there you are. Wow. You lооk nice!"

"What"s wrong?"
Groo: "I am. Wrong. For you."
Cordy: "What?"
Groo: "I am not the one you love. He is."
Cordy: "He is? Who he?"
Angel: "Yo. Hey! Lorne. Come on in."
Lorne: "Well, you"re in a good mood."
Angel: "Yeah. I"m taking the kid to the movies. He"s gonna love it."
Lorne: "Oh. No subtitles or dreary Leitmotive, all bloody action?"
Angel: "You bet."
Lorne: "Oh, he"ll love you for it. Well, I thought, I"d stop by and say arrivederci, Angel-hair."

Angel: "You"re really going."
Lorne: "I"m really going."
Angel: "I"m sorry."
Lorne: "Don"t be. Here, I got you a little something to remember me by."
Angel: "Songs for the love - Lorne. Oh, I get it. Lovelorn, because your name is Lorne."

Lorne: "Yeah, my publicist"s idea. Her name is mud now but the tunes are good. And, ah, and that"s not my real gift. This is: it"s mutual."

"The way you feel about Cordelia is pretty much *exactly* how she feels about you."
Cordy: "I love Angel? What are you talking about? I - love... you know... us."
Lorne: "You two are so obviously connected."

Groo: "You finish each others...
Lorne: "...sentences. You laugh at the same..."

Groo: "...jests. When he grieves, when he is hurting..."
Lorne: "...her heart breaks for you."
Groo: "In my heart I have known the truth for some time. I"ve just been - struggling - to find the courage to do what is right."
Lorne: "Bubelah, all I"m saying is: stay open. Connor"s back. Your whole life is coming together. Sometimes things do work out. I got to skiddoo."

Angel: "Take good care of yourself - and keep in touch."
Lorne: "I"ll drop you a line. Let you know where to send the gift basket."
Cordy: "I don"t know what to say, Groo."
Groo: "Tell me I"m wrong. - That I should stay. - That you love only me."

Angel: "Pretty cool, huh?"
Connor: "Uh-huh."
Gunn: "You emptied the jumbo tub?"
Fred: "Free refills."
Gunn: "I love this woman."
Angel: "Shh."
Fred: "Don"t skimp on the butter."
Angel: "Sorry. It"s just make believe."

Connor: "How"d they do that?"
Angel: "Get down! Out!"
Linwood: "Tie me up, threaten me with sharp objects, but don"t let me go. Chowderhead!"

Gavin: "Kid"s pretty good."
Linwood: "Oh, I can"t wait to get my hands on him, cut him open, see what makes him tick."

Angel: "Get back."
Connor: "No!"
Linwood: "He wants to protect his son."
Gavin: "We were counting on *that*."
Linwood: "What weren"t you counting on?"
Angel: "Stay behind me."
Connor: "No!"
Gavin: "The kid wanting to protect him so badly."
Gunn: "Hey, thanks!"
Fred: "Welcome!"
A voice: "Abort! Abort! - Abort!"

Linwood: "Drive! Drive!"
"Hey! Yeah, okay. Easy. Easy. Easy. Now we"re even."
Angel: "Now you"re dead."
Linwood: "What - you"re gonna kill a human in front of your son, set an example?"

Gunn: "I vote yes!"
Angel: "You"re not human."
Linwood: "We should probably both..."
Connor: "Stay away from my father."
Linwood: "I"m not your enemy. We can help you, Steven."
Connor: "My name is Connor."
Angel: "Let"s go home."
Cordy: "I don"t feel... And even if I did, it"s impossible."
"It"s ridiculous."
"That"s right. It"s... Woah!"
Phantom Cordy: "Maybe on some level I"ve always known it"s true."
Cordy: "I have? It is?"
Phantom Cordy: "I"m in love!"
Cordy: "I am? I am! - With Angel, right?"
Phantom Cordy: "With Angel!"
Cordy: "Just checking."
Phantom Cordy: "I"m scared. But I know it"s right. I know somehow it"s all gonna be alright."
Cordy: "It is? Really? Thanks for the tip."

Angel: "I got it!"
Gunn: "He"s whistling. I"ve never heard him whistle."
Fred: "He"s happy."
Angel: "Angel Investigations. We can help you. I *know* we can!"
Cordy: "Hi. It"s me."
Angel: "Hi! Cor. How are you?"
Cordy: "I"m good. You?"
Angel: "I"m pretty good."
Cordy: "Uhm, Angel, I sort of need to talk to you, in person."
Angel: "Is it something - bad?"
Cordy: "No! No, it"s something good. I think. Well, it sort of depends on how *you* feel."

Angel: "About what?"
Cordy: "Well - about me."
Angel: "Oh."
Cordy: "Could you meet me tonight?"

Angel: "Tonight? Sure. Okay. Where?"

Cordy: "I"ve always loved Point Dume. There"s a viewpoint. It"s the first turn north of Kanan. Really pretty spot."

Angel: "Point Dume. Viewpoint. First turn, north Kanan. We"ll meet there. - About an hour?"
Cordy: "Yes."
Angel: "Okay."
Cordy: "Okay."
Angel: "Yes."
Cordy: "Good. Okay then, we"ll do that."
"Oh, god, oh, god."
Angel: "I"ve got to go out for a while, son."
Connor: "With Cordelia?"
Angel: "Yeah. - Will you be all right?"
Connor: "She"s beautiful. And she cares about you. I like her."
Angel: "I"m glad."
Connor: "It"s good to see you happy, dad."

Gunn: "*Now* he"s humming."
Fred: "He"s *really* happy."
"But not perfectly happy, I hope!"
Angel: "No! Ouch!"
Fred: "Just checking."
Wes: "Hmm. You know that sinking feeling you sometimes get the morning after?"
"It arrived early."
Lilah: "It"s like a little death. Several, in fact."

Wes: "Get out."
Lilah: "What? No sweet kiss? No "when can I see you again?"

Watch the dirty looks. That"s what got me going in the first place. I"ll give you this: you sure know how to channel your rage, frustration, and hate. Always a bigger turn on than love."

Wes: "You still here?"
Lilah: "I"m starting to like you, Wes. Don"t go making more of this than it is. I"m not one of the doe-y eyed girls of Angel Investigations. - Don"t be thinking about me when I"m gone."

Wes: "I wasn"t thinking about you when you were here."
Lilah: "So - your former boss - has a soul - and you"re losing yours. - Why, you"re just new all over - aren"t ya?"

Cordy: "Slow poke! I"m late. I"m late. And it"s not a date."
Angel: "I hate those things."
Cordy: "We"re just gonna talk like two grown-up adults. I have some feelings. You may have some feelings. He may not even know I"m insane until he hears my feelings."

"Oh, no! No, no, no! Not now!"
"Oh, sh..."
Angel: "Connor."
Connor: "Dad."
Angel: "What are you doing here?"
Connor: "We"re family. And I wanna show you how I feel about that."
Angel: "Connor. Connor." .
Connor: "It"s all about balance. You lose it you lose."
Skip: "Don"t be frightened."
Cordy: "It"s a little late for that!"
Skip: "Sorry. You remember me? I"m..."
Cordy: "Yeah. Skip. You tend to remember your demon guides. What is going on?"
Skip: "I think you know."
Cordy: "I"m dying."
Skip: "No. No, you"re not - dying."
Cordy: "Not dying?"
Skip: "No."
Cordy: "Say that part first!"
Skip: "Sorry. It"s not the end. It"s the beginning. You"re a great warrior, Cordelia. The battle that we"re all a part of is fought on many different planes and dimensions. You"ve outgrown this one. You"ve become - a higher being."
Cordy: "Me?"
Skip: "You. You took on the visions, and even when you could have traded them in for a happy, normal life, even when they were killing you, you wouldn"t let them go. The big test came when the Powers made you part demon. They bet the farm on you. Power corrupts. And they gave you a lot of power."

Cordy: "The glowy thing."
Skip: "Which you used well - to fight evil, and heal Connor."

Cordy: "And only that one time as a night light. - Bad dreams. - Skip, I don"t understand."
Skip: "I think you do."
Cordy: "It"s ridiculous. - I"m just a somewhat normal girl - who - has visions, glows, and occasionally blows things up with her crazy new power. I"m a higher being."

Skip: "Yes."
Cordy: "And when you say I"ve - outgrown this level, that sort of implies..."

Skip: "You"re moving on to a new one."
Cordy: "Now I"m really scared."
Skip: "I know. But I also know you"re ready."

Cordy: "Oh, no, I"m not."
Skip: "Ah, the universe begs to differ. And deep down inside, I think..."
Cordy: "Yes! All right? Stop saying I know! - Maybe I do know. *Maybe.* If given enough time, I might even get *used* to the idea, but - I don"t have enough time, do I?"

Angel: "Easy. Talk to me! Talk to me, okay?"

Connor: "Okay."
Angel: "I don"t know what the hell is wrong with you but you"re gonna talk..."
Cordy: "No, of course not. Why would the Powers give me time to have the most important conversation of my life? I"m on my way to... I"m in love! With Angel."
Skip: "What you"re being called to do - transcends love."
Cordy: "How is that fair? I can"t leave without telling him! I won"t. - He has to know how I feel! Why does this have to be now?"

Skip: "There is work to be done in the higher realms."
Cordy: "Can you at least tell Angel for me?"

Skip: "Sorry. Not allowed."
Cordy: "Then I"m not going. - How can they possibly do this to me now? - This is the last test, isn"t it?"
Angel: "Connor. - Why are you doing this?"
Connor: "You murdered my father."
Angel: "No. I didn"t. I swear."
Justine: "He"s lying."
Angel: "I"m not lying. And she knows it."
Connor: "You"re the prince of lies."
Angel: "That"s why you wouldn"t let them kill me at the drive-in. So you could."

Connor: "Killing is toо good for you. You don"t get to die. You get to live - forever."

Skip: "Cordelia."
Cordy: "I ever come face-to-face with those Powers That Be, we are going to have a talk, a big talk."

Skip: "You"re doing the right thing."
Cordy: "I"m scared. - But I know it"s right. I know somehow it"s all gonna be alright. What do I do?"
Skip: "Just say yes."
Cordy: "I already have."
Angel: "Some day you"ll learn the truth - and you"ll hate yourself. Don"t. It"s not your fault. I don"t blame you."
Connor: "Liar!"
Angel: "Listen to me. I love you! Never forget that."
"Connor?! Connor, never forget that I"m your father and that I love you."
"Connor? Con..."
Fred: "Connor didn"t want to come with us for a midnight snack? It"s okay. I"ll just scrounge something up here."
Gunn: "He"s not in his room. You - didn"t see him?"
Fred: "No. He"s gone? Again? Did you ask Lorne if... No, because Lorne doesn"t live here anymore. Not used to that yet. - I"m sure Connor will... I"m sure it"s nothing, but - we should probably get a hold of Cordelia or Angel."

Gunn: "Yeah, I"ve been trying. No one"s answering."
Fred: "I don"t like the sound of that."
"Where did everybody go?"

The end

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