Angel: "Geez, Wes! Don"t you know what you"re supposed to do?"
"You pick "em up when they fuss. Daddy"s here."
Wes: "Sorry. I don"t know what I was... I didn"t sleep very well."
Angel: "Yeah, and you look like hell. Not the fun one, where they burn you with hot pokers for all eternity, but the hardcore one, you know, Nixon and Brittany Spears?"
Wes: "You"re awfully chipper today."
Angel: "Yeah, it"s weird, huh? Maybe it was the earthquake, but I barely slept and I have all this energy. God, I could drink a horse!"
Wes: "Speaking of earthquake: you realize we have no insurance."
Angel: "Yeah. Bummer."
Wes: "Your room is..."
Angel: "...the wreck of the Hesperus. I know. Wes - don"t be such a worrywart. The best part about owning a hotel is plenty of rooms. I"ll just move to another one until we get it fixed."
"Who is that singing?"
Wes: "Lorne is seeing a client in the garden."
Angel: "She"s good. You wanna see the lady sing?"
Kim: "I fell so far - a light went on in my heart. You"re gone - now I"m - left alone in the dark."
"Do you see anything?"
Lorne: "I see you"re plenty scared. It"s alright. Keep going."
Kim: "My soul is aching..."
Angel: "Hey, hey, hey. No fussing now. Hey, do you wanna see something cool? Sure you do."
Kim: "...my heart is breaking..."
Angel: "Ah, huh? You like that broadsword? That"s your old man"s favorite. Wes! He"s gonna be crawling in no time. We got to start baby proofing this place! Here take him. It"s alright. It"s your uncle Wes. Yeah, he loves you bunches! He"s just - English."
Fred: "Are you crazy? It"s the best state in the Union!"
"What"s wrong with Texas? - Texas doesn"t hate the black man. Texas *loves* the black man. Well, most of Texas. Anyone with a brain. What"s so great about California?"
Gunn: "Everything. It"s got the climate, the ocean..."
Fred: "The earth that opens up and swallows you whole."
Gunn: "The Lakers, the music."
Fred: "The traffic, the smog."
Gunn: "It"s got you."
Fred: "Okay. You win. Morning."
Wes: "Glad to see you"re using the company phones for such important calls."
Gunn: "Did you want me to pay for that?"
Angel: "Chain "em up!"
Angel: "I say we put a chain and a combination lock on the weapons. Better safe than sorry. Isn"t that right, buddy? He likes you. I can tell."
Wes: "I like him, too. As a matter of fact I was thinking, perhaps I"d take him to the park or the beach, just the two of us. Maybe there"ll be some time in the next day or two."
Angel: "Sounds great. Yeah. Count on it."
Lorne: "Ah, guys? I think there"s something you should... Ah, can you come here for a sec?"
"Everybody, this is my friend, Kim. It"s alright. They"re professionals. Just take it from the chorus, hmm?"
Kim: "My heart is breaking - in two. No love, no light left - no you..."
Demon-Kim: "I"ll hack your eyeballs out and rip your children in two!"
Lorne: "It"s okay. I got ya. It"s all right. It"s okay. Catchy finish, huh?"
Lorne: "Kim is good people. She came to see me a couple of years ago."
Kim: "He put me on my true path."
Lorne: "She was throwing her life away in medical school, when she should have been a singer."
Gunn: "Yeah. Who needs more doctor"s in the world when you can have singing demons?"
Kim: "Well, the demon part - is new."
Angel: "Ha! Singing demons, flying nuns. Good one, G!"
Lorne: "Well, she hooked up with this band a couple of weeks ago and..."
Kim: "They were mellow - organic types. They never touched drugs or played a diminished chord."
Angel: "I like nuns. How did the flying nun fly anyway? Was it god or - magic?
What? You think about these things sometimes. Please - continue!"
Kim: "Uhm - well, then they started changing. Stevie, the lead guitar grew a seventh finger like overnight."
Kim: "Well, he already had six. I just thought... I don"t really know what I thought. And Raw, the drummer, suddenly sprouted that spiny thing on his back..."
"...And they started playing this beyond industrial trash noise funk day and night. And then it happened to me. - You saw it. - Am I gonna turn into that?"
Wes: "No. You"re human. They"re not. What"s happening to you isn"t permanent. It"s just an infection."
Fred: "Which you can get rid of by taking twenty milligrams of Cylenthium powder twice a day for a month."
Lorne: "Mystical antibiotic. I"ll get you some."
Fred: "I thought your saliva was suspect. What with being green and all... No offense, Lorne. Under the microscope it showed traces of Penloxia."
Lorne: "Oh - they"re Wraith-ers."
Wes: "Demons that can make themselves look human - for a time. Ten days, two weeks, then they revert to what they really are."
Gunn: "I wonder why they would wanna look like musicians?"
Angel: "For the chicks. Musicians get the chicks! What? They"re gonna appear as dentists? Let"s take "em out. Where are they?"
Kim: "In a rehearsal space. It"s an old loading dock behind the shop"n"go in Echo park."
Wes: "You"ll have to kill them. It"s the only thing you can do with Wraith-ers. You, Gunn, Fred can go. Lorne, stay here with the baby. I have some business to take care of."
Fred: "Guys, shouldn"t we call Cordelia and the Groosalug back into action? I mean, if one of us gets hurt, say, killing Wraith-ers for example.
We"re gonna need some backup around here."
Angel: "Nah, I don"t wanna disturb her. It"s the only break she"s had in years. Besides, you know, it"s just a couple of Wraith-ers."
Kim: "Three -actually."
Angel: "Piece of cake! I"m up for a little kick-ass! Come on! Who"s with me?"
"He"d be sucking the life out of you right about now, Rick. Never take your eyes off a vampire. You have to feel where your fellow soldiers are! You can trust each other with your lives!"
"Never! Ever! Trust a bloodsucker! Keep practicing!"
Holtz: "I don"t like it."
Justine: "They"ll learn or they"ll die."
Holtz: "Oh, not that. They"re coming right along. I - I don"t like tea in these cotton cups."
Justine: "It"s called Styrofoam - and I"ll get you some China ones."
Holtz: "Thank you, Justine. Are you ready?"
Holtz: "What is it you"re not sure of - is it me?"
Justine: "No! It"s... - these people that work for Angel - we may end up killing a lot of them."
Holtz: "We may end up killing all of them."
Justine: "I"d follow you through the gates of hell to kill vampires, Daniel. You know that."
Holtz: "But people - even evil people who help vampires...are another kettle of fish."
Justine: "They chose Angel. That makes them enemy soldiers."
Wes: "So I guess that makes it alright."
Holtz: "Mr. Wyndham-Pryce. How nice to see you again."
Justine: "What the hell do you want?"
Holtz: "Don"t be rude Justine. He"s our guest."
"And in the throws of a very difficult decision, I"d imagine."
"You want some apple?"
Singer: "I hate your zit-face smile, that"s why I"ll cut you it in two, scoop out your blood
Your brain, your bowls
and when I"m done with you, I"ll throw your mother, brother, sister, uncle and your little dog, too."
Dude! You"re paying for that window."
Gunn: "No, I"m not."
Drummer: "Wait, are you the "A" and "R" guys? This isn"t even the whole band. We got a killer chick who sings! Hey, baby! Hey, don"t worry about the window, Holmes."
Angel: "We"re not the "A" and "R" guys. We"re just here to kill you."
Drummer: "Ah, dude, they wanna kill us."
Singer: "Okay. But they"re still paying for the window."
Drummer: "I got first ride on the hottie."
Gunn: "Get them out of here!"
Fred: "Be careful."
Gunn: "Oh, come on! Take it like a demon."
Angel: "That was fun."
Wes: "I don"t wanna see anyone get hurt. Your soldiers - or mine."
Holtz: "I share your hatred of violence, Mr. Wyndham-Pryce and I"ve meted out a good deal less of it in my lifetime than Angelus has in his."
Holtz: "Whatever you wish to call him. I will never agree that he has somehow been absolved from the past by the presence of his soul."
Justine: "He"s a vampire. End of discussion. And I"d bet you a dollar this one"s here to stab us in the back."
Wes: "Who did you lose?"
Wes: "You"re here in Holtz" army - ready to kill others, die for the cause. You must have lost someone very important to you."
Justine: "That"s none of your business."
Holtz: "Her twin sister Julia was murdered by vampires."
Wes: "You lost family. I"m sorry. Angel and the people I work with are *my* family - and when I say I don"t want to see anyone to get hurt..."
"...I mostly mean them."
"But I don"t stab people in the back."
Holtz: "You"re an honest man. I trust you."
"And you can trust me."
Wes: "It"s funny. I don"t."
Holtz: "Well, your problem isn"t me right now. - Your problem is, your friend is going to kill his own child. - You know you have to do something about it.
You know if you don"t, I will. Don"t misunderstand me. I won"t stand by while an innocent child is murdered - but I won"t attack and endanger other innocent lives unless I"m forced to."
Wes: "How long do I have?"
Holtz: "I"ll give you one day. You may not trust me, but I trust you to do what"s right. One day. After that... - *everyone* will get hurt."
Lorne: "So, Sammy"s at the Flamingo, and Frank, Dino, Peter, Joey, and Shirley are all front row center. Well, Sammy starts singing "I Did It My Way" then he stops and says "I can"t sing this song in front of you, Frank." The crowd loves it. They"re laughing. Ha, ha, ha, ha. So, then Frank calls out "hey, you"re short, you"re one-eyed, and I heard somewhere you"re Jewish. Don"t be intimidated!" The crowd goes wild!"
So, how"d it go?"
Gunn: "The Wraith-ers are no more."
Angel: "Tore "em apart."
Lorne: "He has been so good the whole time his daddy"s been gone. Do you miss your daddy? He"s right here. Hey, Angel, I think Connor needs some papa-love."
Angel: "He needs a lot of things. All day, every day."
Lorne: "Well, yeah. That"s kind of how kids..."
Angel: "Connor needs a bath, Connor needs a bottle, what Connor needs is to grow up!"
Lorne: "Is something wrong?"
Angel: "Gosh, no, Lorne, everything"s just great! I got a kid that cries, pees and moans, and never gives me a moment to myself."
Lorne: "Oh, it"s alright."
Angel: "It"s really not. Connor, shut up!"
Fred: "Don"t yell at him. He"s just a baby!"
Angel: "He keeps it up he"s not gonna be a baby for long!"
Gunn: "You better get a grip right now!"
Angel: "What"s wrong with me?"
"Something"s not right."
Gunn: "You could say that."
Lorne: "Ah, I couldn"t help but notice - when did you start drinking so much blood?"
Angel: "I don"t know. A few days ago."
Fred: "Where did you get it?"
Angel: "Same butcher as always. It"s - it"s pig"s blood. This last batch just seemed so much more..."
Gunn: "You were all hyped this morning. Then you went all Tyson on those demons. Then you kinda crashed. Then you had another drink, then you started throwing things."
Fred: "Mm-hmm, just like my aunt Viola and her Southern Comfort."
Angel: "Hey. Vampire. Need to drink something red. Doesn"t make me a blood-aholic."
Lorne: "Not unless someone"s spiking your drink."
Fred: "Let"s find out."
Dad: "Hey-hey! How are you, hmm?"
Wes: "Oh, for god"s sake. I know you"re better at following people than this."
"So, what"s the play?"
Justine: "I just... need to talk to you. I"m alone. He doesn"t know that I"m... I wanna talk to you about him."
Wes: "Holtz? Great guy, not overly tall. - Is this where you offer to help me behind his back?"
Justine: "Do you believe in *anything*? Or is it all just a big scam to you?"
Wes: "You"re a soldier, fight to the death kind. I respect that. You work for a man, who you think is noble and good. I respect that. Trouble is, he"s not."
Justine: "You work with a vampire."
Wes: "Who in fact *is* noble and good. Quirky, but there it is. Holtz talks about "justice" and it"s stirring, but what he wants is revenge. He"s driven by it, blinded by it, and if you, me, or anyone else gets in his way, he"ll kill for it."
Justine: "You"re wrong. You don"t know him. Everything that he"s done for me, for all of us..."
Wes: "Sounds like a nice cult."
Justine: "He gave you his word. He"ll keep it. You"re the one who"s blind."
Wes: "How so?"
Justine: "What you"re about to do to your friend? I imagine it"s easier to hate Holtz than yourself."
Wes: "There"s enough to go around for both him and me. - Be careful."
Holtz: "You are being careful. I didn"t even hear you leave."
Gunn: "You wanna hold him? He"s sleeping."
Angel: "Maybe that"s not such a good idea right now."
Fred: "So, there is more to pig"s blood than meets the eye. There"s just a trace of..."
Angel: "Human blood in it. I can feel it. It"s his. - It"s Connor"s."
Gunn: "How do you know that?"
Angel: "The past couple of days he"s... smelled like food."
Lorne: "So, they"ve been feeding you your own son"s blood so you"d get the taste of it and want more."
Fred: "Who"s "they"?"
Angel: "Who do you think?"
Lilah: "Like a cat. Can"t hear you. But I"m starting to feel you when you"re near."
Isn"t that nice and creepy? How"d you find me?"
Angel: "Your assistant."
Lilah: "I"ll have his arms broken."
Angel: "Already taken care of."
Lilah: "And am I next?"
Angel: "You know, Lilah, there are so many things I could do to you. With transfusions I could keep you alive indefinitely. I do have some expertise in this area. - My own son. How could you?"
Lilah: "It"s my job."
Angel: "Don"t you ever get tired of the whole femme fatale act? Whiskey, straight, lots of it. How about just once - you talk to me like a person?"
Lilah: "Look, I"ve been doing this a long damn time. I"ve had to be better, smarter, quicker than every man in Wolfram and Hart."
Angel: "So, it"s a feminist thing. It"s on her."
Lilah: "It"s a survival thing. I made a lot of devil"s bargains and I stuck to them. As a result, I live somewhat dangerously, and *quiet* comfortably. My mother, who no longer recognizes me, has the best room at the clinic. I get up every morning, put on my game face and do what I have to."
Angel: "Thing about a game face, Lilah, you wear it long enough, it stops being something you can put on and take off."
Lilah: "Wow. We"ve spent so much time and money on you. You"re so pivotal to the coming cataclysm, that I sometimes forget how dense you can be. The game face - the one I worked so hard to get - I became that *years* ago. Just like you"ve become simpering and good from yours. You"re the new poster boy for human. Thank you very much. I don"t want it."
Angel: "Hmm, speaking as one non-human to another: sorry if I hit a nerve."
Lilah: "You think you can awaken some buried spark of decency in my? Is that the way you help your helpless? I"m *not* helpless. I"m glad you came along, because I was sitting here "what"s it all about" and now I know. It is all about making the rest of your eternal life miserable. Shall we drink to that?"
Sahjhan: "You back-stabbing, traitorous bitch."
"I have a lot of work to do. I can"t be in every time/space at once, and here I find you drinking with my sworn enemy."
Angel: "Sworn enemy? Really? Have we met? Because I don"t remember swearing."
Lilah: "Sahjhan, he found me."
Angel: "So - you all are in cahoots. Ethereal time-traveling demon - you"re the screwball that brought Holtz back. - How"s that working out? He"s not very fond of demons, is he?"
Sahjhan: "You will learn nothing from me."
Lilah: "Other than that you"re his sworn enemy, who brought Holtz back, and when that didn"t work out, you came to me. Idiot."
Sahjhan: "Hey! You think my life is easy? I"m jumping from one dimension to another. I don"t always have sound. Sometimes it"s just a visual. Saw you two sitting here all chummy."
Angel: "So, *why* do you wanna kill me?"
Lilah: "He wouldn"t tell me either. Not that I need a reason. I was just curious. Did he bonk your demon bride? Eat your mother? You really don"t know who he is."
Sahjhan: "You will pay."
Angel: "For what?"
Lilah: "Well, whatever his grudge, I think you just made him madder."
Lorne: "What are you doing?"
Wes: "Hi. - I"m taking Connor."
Wes: "To my place - for the night. We"re going to the park in the morning. I talked to Angel before. He knows all about it. Are Fred and Gunn..."
Lorne: "Out. Getting food. Boy, that girl can put away the chow! Oh, here. I heated up a bottle. Hey, Angel didn"t say anything about... Well, he probably forgot. He went off in kind of a hurry."
Wes: "What happened?"
Lorne: "Well, he was acting kind of weird this morning. I"m sure you noticed. Then when he came back from killing the Wraith-ers..."
Wes: "Hey, it"s okay. It"s your Uncle Wes. You like your Uncle Wes. We"re gonna have a great time."
Wes: "Here. All right. That"s a boy. That"s a boy."
Angel: "Where is everybody?"
Wes: "Fred and Gunn went for food. Lorne - had to go out. I"m watching the baby. In fact, I packed up some overnight things. We talked about me taking Connor to the park and the one across from my place is... It"s always full of kids. I thought he could spend the night with me."
Angel: "That"s - probably a really good idea."
Wes: "You wanna say good-bye?"
Angel: "Okay. Hey. He-he. Sleep tight, big guy. Daddy will see you real soon. Just keep an eye... I check on him a lot during the night. You got his pediatrician"s number, his baby formula?"
Wes: "I"ve got all that."
Angel: "You ever hear of a time-traveling demon by the name of Sahjhan?"
Angel: "The guy that brought Holtz here. He thinks I"m his sworn enemy. I don"t know him from Adam. Can you hit the books before you go?"
Gunn: "Hey. Where is Lorne? He better show his green face pronto, or Fred"ll eat his hoagie."
Fred: "I will not! I already had two. - Unless he"s really not here?"
Angel: "He had to go out."
Angel: "Where did you say he went?"
Wes: "I don"t know. He didn"t say - exactly. I think he had to see a client. You know, I"ve got better reference materials for your demon at home, and Connor is getting sleepy. Why don"t I look into it there?"
Angel: "Ah, okay. Just call me if you find something."
Wes: "I guess, ah - I"ll see everyone tomorrow."
Angel: "Hey, Wes?"
"What"s the closest emergency room to your place?"
Wes: "Drew Medical. One minute away. Top infant care center. Don"t worry."
Angel: "Well, my first whole night without the kid."
"This"ll be good for both of us. He can bond with his Uncle Wes... I can get some rest."
Gunn: "We"ll stay up with you."
Angel: "Really? Thanks. - You know, he"s just a little guy. I"m sure he"ll be..."
Fred: "Is there someone in Wes" office?"
Angel: "Won"t you come in."
Holtz: "How is fatherhood treating you?"
Angel: "I like it. You know - I met a friend of yours tonight. A demon named Sahjhan?"
Holtz: "What did he have to say?"
Angel: "He was cryptic. Actually he was kind of long-winded. I didn"t quite get what his deal was. I wasn"t paying that much attention to him."
He hates me. Do you know why?"
Holtz: "I don"t really care why. So - where is the little nipper?"
Angel: "Oh, he had to go out. Sorry. I know he"d love to meet you."
Holtz: "I"m sure he"ll turn up. - Looks like you made a nice life for yourself here."
Angel: "Are you here to fight or shall I make some tea?"
Holtz: "I want to keep Angelus alive - but not well."
Angel: "Easy. Come on. Are you hurt?"
Fred: "I don"t think so. Baby!
Angel: "Call Wes."
"Jeez, Lorne. They got you good. You better sit down."
Lorne: "They didn"t do this to me. Wesley did."
Angel: "Wesley? - What are you talking about?"
Lorne: "Well, earlier when he came to pick up the baby, Connor started crying and Wes hummed a little lullaby, and I read him and... - I don"t know why he did it."
Angel: "Did what?"
Lorne: "He - he"s been to see Holtz behind your back. Twice. And he"s not taking the baby overnight. He"s - he"s taking the baby away - for good."
Wes: "That"s close enough."
Justine: "He"s everything you said. - It"s true."
Wes: "What happened?"
Justine: "Well - he didn"t keep his word."
"He took everybody - and he went after the baby. And when I questioned him... Bastard! I"ll kill him for this. - You have to get out of here."
Wes: "You have to get to hospital."
Justine: "No. I just to do..."
Gunn: "It doesn"t make any sense. Why would Wes *do* a thing like that? You must have read him wrong."
Lorne: "No, I read him right. And I"ve got the gash on my noggin to prove it."
Fred: "He isn"t answering his cell, pager, or home."
Angel: "Where is he?"
Lorne: "Shouldn"t we be getting these guys to a hospital or morgue?"
Angel: "No. - Holtz knew Connor wasn"t here when he walked through that door. He would have torn the place apart top to bottom. He was stalling."
Lorne: "Buying Wesley some time to get away."
Angel: "Holtz is the key. I want Holtz. If I find Wesley with him..."
Gunn: "Angel, we don"t know the whole story here. I don"t think you should get too pumped..."
Angel: "I"m not interested in what you think!"
Lorne: "Hey, easy guys!"
Angel: "He took my son."
Gunn: "I know this is life and death. I"m just saying, let"s get..."
Angel: "He took my son!"
Gunn: "You better get your damn hands off of me!"
Fred: "Stop it! Stop it both of you! This isn"t helping, damn it! Back off! - There is only one thing that matters right now, and that is "where is Connor?""
Angel: "Get up. Where is Holtz?"
1.Guy: "You"d think I"d tell..."
Angel: "I"m gonna count to three and then I"m gonna bury this in your face."
2.Guy: "Twenty two thirty nine Santa Elena. It"s a big Victorian in Silverlake."
Fred: "We better find Wes before he does."
Gunn: "We should start at his place."
Lorne: "I"ll stay here in case he comes back."
"And this time I"ll be ready!"
Lilah: "What do we know?"
Commander: "No Holtz, no baby. Two stragglers from the attack at Angel"s hotel. They don"t know where Holtz went."
Lilah: "Get them off the street."
"So we"re in the right place."
Lilah: "Excuse me?"
Commander after half a beat: "Yes, ma"am. But Holtz didn"t come back here after the hotel."
Lilah: "Where"d he go?"
Commander: "Uh, we had him, and we lost him. Ah, we"re picking him up again. Please, just give me a moment, please. - Spring Street."
Commander: "Yes, ma"am. Near the sixth street bridge."
Lilah: "Let"s go."
Commander: "Sixth Street Bridge, let"s go!"
Man: "Let"s go! Hustle! Hustle!"
Holtz: "It went well?"
Justine: "Very well. But you"re paying for my dental work."
Holtz: "Hello, son. I"m you"re father. And that strong lady with the black eye is your mother. Your name is Steven Franklin Thomas. And you"re going to grow up with me on a little ranch in the middle of nowhere. What"s it like in Utah?"
Justine: "It"s pretty."
Holtz: "Let"s go."
"Come any closer and I"ll snap his neck!"
Who are they?"
Lilah: "They work for me."
Holtz: "Ah. The attorney."
Lilah: "Yes. You are gonna give us the kid, Captain Holtz."
Lilah: "That"s cute. You"d rather see the fanatic with the baby than us? Those are automatic weapons pointed at you. They didn"t have them in your time. They fire sixteen bullets per second."
Angel: "And if they were going to use them they would have already. They want the baby alive."
Holtz: "Something we all have in common."
Sahjhan: "Not all of us. You do not want the child alive. You want the child dead. That was our arrangement."
Lilah: "Yeah. I"m a lawyer. Have you met me? We have a new arrangement. I"m keeping the baby."
Sahjahn: "You can"t do that!"
Lilah: "Ignore the loud mouth with the bad skin. He"s impotent in this dimension."
Holtz: "We"re leaving."
Lilah: "No one"s going anywhere."
Angel: "Yeah. You really don"t want to. Your bullets won"t kill me. But mine will kill you - and her first."
Holtz: "He"ll be dead before I hit the ground."
Angel: "I know."
Holtz: "So. I"m going to leave now, right? With me, he gets to live, anyone tries to take him, he dies."
Angel: "Take him."
Sahjhan: "Woah! No! What is wrong of you people?"
Holtz: "I will take good care of him, as though he were my own son. He"ll never even know you existed. Don"t come after me. - You will though, won"t you? Maybe I should just..."
Angel: "No. Please."
Sahjhan: "Lekko najine forkahdio!"
"What you are looking into is the Quor-toth, the darkest of the dark worlds. So - I can widen the portal and you can all be swallowed up by a world you can not begin to imagine - or you can keep your word and kill that child. Now!"
"Don"t say I didn"t warn you."
Lilah: "Kill it."
Justine: "Daniel! Daniel!"
Angel: "No! NO!"
Sahjhan: "Wow. I didn"t count on that. Kinda takes care of my problem."
"Forkahdio najine lekko."
Sahjhan: "All right then. Have a good summer."
Lilah: "Hmph! Well, I"m looking at a mountain of paperwork."
Commander: "Should we do something about..."
Lilah: "Yes, we should. - We should let him suffer."
Angel : "Connor."