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Cordy: "We need to make some little changes for safety. Covers for the outlets, kidproof the locks on the weapons cabinet.
Right after we gut and remodel the entire hotel."

Fred: "We should be careful. Whatever was in those cages could still be loose."

Gunn: "There"s blood over here."
Wes: "Not to mention some bastard blown a gaping hole in the lift."

Angel: "Sorry. My bastard."
Wes: "Oh. Well - not like we ever use it."

Lorne: "Now is that anyway to welcome a houseguest?"
Gunn: "Houseguest?"
Lorne: "Well, I figured since you all managed to destroy my club - twice - that I wouldn"t be imposing if I hit you up for a place to stay.
On second thought, maybe I should reconsider that standing offer I have from a marginally attractive Mulix demon."

Wes: "Well, if he/she/it has more suitable accommodations..."
Lorne: "Ah, come on, hand over the little nipper. Let Uncle Lorne have a gander. Oh, come on, I"m sure everyone else"s already had their turn!"
"Wow. I"m sensing a serious "mama bear" vibe."
Cordy: "Yeah, we"re all still waiting our turn."

Lorne: "I get it. Lookee don"t touchee? - I see he"s got himself a little scratch..."
Cordy: "Yeah, during the rush to get out of the alley. Here, let me put a little ointment on it."

Angel: "I-I I got it. I got it."
"Easy. Right there. Alright. Let your arms out. - Okay. Shh."
"What? What did I do?"
Cordy: "You don"t have a woman"s touch - whatever your taste in clothing may indicate."
Gunn: "I don"t even wanna know."
Fred: "You think you could throw it?"

Gunn: "I guess. Why?"
Fred: "There!"
Gunn: "Bogie at the back door!"
Cordy: "This isn"t over, is it?"
Wes: "No. Angel"s son is part of the prophecy. Everyone and everything will be coming for him."
Gunn: "Which means we need a plan."
Angel: "Ah-ha! I think I figured it out. He wet himself."


Wes: "Angel, we could use your help when you"re finished - changing the baby - who is being changed on my desk."

Angel: "Sorry. I needed the space."
Wes: "Of course. And seeing as you once nearly had sex on my desk I shouldn"t be surprised that now there is a baby on it."
Angel: "Hey! First of all that wasn"t me, that was some guy who switched bodies with me. And second of all can we keep the S E X talk away from the baby?"
Wes: "Do you need help?"
Angel: "Ah, no, Wes. I know how to change a diaper - a normal one with pins. It"s these newfangled fasteners."
Wes: "Did you know these diapers are lined with a space-age material originally designed for NASA astronauts? Hmm, interesting. Though now I"m picturing grown men in nappies and am rather disturbed."

Angel: "Ah, okay, got it. You"re all ready aren"t you?"
"Right. How"s the list coming along?"

Wes: "We"ve divided it into two categories. Column one groups or individuals that we know pose a threat to the baby: Holtz, Wolfram & Hart, the vampire cult that attacked us at the hospital. Column two those you *could* pose a threat once they get wind of the baby."

Angel: "Order of Phillius, Beltar the Cremator, - Frank?"
Gunn: "Local mobster, specializes in kidnapping."
Angel: "Ah. What, what, what? What is it? You can"t be wet again. I just changed you. Ah-hmm, are you hungry? I got a bottle all ready for you."
"Where did I put his bottle? I had a bottle all ready for him!"
"Okay. Here"s your babba. Take your babba. You just take it like this and you drink, and you"re happy."
Gunn: "Angel, why don"t you let me take him for a little while. I helped raise my cousin since she was about a week old."

Angel: "I-i can handle it. Alright, so we got a list. All we have to do is erase everyone on it."

Fred: "I can do that for you."
Cordy: "Ah, Fred..."
Fred: "What?"
"Oh, you meant erase in a squish and kill violent kind of way. I"ll just put that back."

Angel: "Come on, it"s a nice babba. You wanna stop crying and take your babba, yes you do - please?"
Sahjhan: "Well that was a thrilling evening. It"s not like I"ve been waiting two hundred and fifty years for you to take your blood vengeance on Angel to have you just stand there and let him walk away."
Holtz: "Why didn"t you tell me Darla was pregnant?"
Sahjahn: "Didn"t matter. You were supposed to kill them both before she could have it."
Holtz: "She sacrificed herself to save the child."
Sahjhan: "Yeah. Darla did your job for you. Well, at least one of them is dust."

Holtz: "She got off easy. Angel"s demise will be a great deal more painful."
Sahjhan: "You know you throw around a lot of big words like death and pain and no mercy, but so far I haven"t seen bupkus."

"Listen to me, Holtz, we got prophecies to fulfill. We don"t need some deep, dark plan for Angel. You put a stake in him, you watch him go poof! It"s a classic."

Holtz: "Step one is getting rid of these minions."
Sahjhan: "No. Step one is poof. And then there are no more steps. And we can"t get rid of the Grapplars. I signed a two-week contract. - Trust me, you don"t wanna piss these guys off."

Holtz: "They"re soulless beasts bred only to maim and kill."
Sahjhan: "Ah! Maim and kill. Two more words I like. You"re gonna need these guys - unless you"re plan is to kill Angel with candy clowns and marshmallow pies."

"What"s happening?"
Holtz: "I need more than mere fighters."

Sahjhan: "They"re choking! Do you know the Heimlich? I can"t do it in this dimension. My arms will go right through them. What did you do?"

Holtz: "I poisoned their drink."
Sahjhan: "Why?!"
Holtz: "Because I don"t need mercenaries who will kill for anyone willing to pay their price. I need warriors who will die for my cause..."

...like that."
Sahjhan: "Great. So step one is I"m stuck with four costly and dead demons. What"s step two?"
Holtz: "We can find information using this box - correct?"
Sahjhan: "Yeah. You won"t believe how fast my connection is. What do you wanna find?"

Holtz: "Obituaries."
Gunn: "What about that ninja guy that attacked us at the hospital?"
Wes: "The vampire cult killed him before he could get to the baby."
Fred: "There could be more of them."
Cordy: "The world is a sick and demented place. You know there are already three websites offering money for the baby?"
Angel: "Fred, help them trace the websites."

Fred: "Right."
Angel: "It"s good. Try it. You"ll like it. Mmmm, so good."
"See? Ha. Teddy likes it. And I like it, too."

"See? Mmmm."
Fred: "What was that?"
Lorne: "Oh, just listening to those Furies gives me whiplash! Thank god they finally left. My head was about to pop off. Which, granted, not that big a deal."

Wes: "That flash was their spell kicking in?"

Lorne: "Yeah, they put a force field over the entire hotel. No one or thing can get in or out."

Fred: "So, the baby"s safe? We"re all safe. Right, Lorne? I-I mean unless one of those killers decides to throw in a fire bomb in at us like they did at your club, which had a similar safety spell around it as I recall. - Sorry."

Angel: "She"s right. He won"t be safe here for long."
Lorne: "Well, we can get out if we have to. I installed an emergency exit down in the sewers. A-a mystical barrier, opens and closes with a password. Pylean word for hedgehog."

Fred: "Oh. - Oh!"
Gunn: "I"m guessing it means something very different in English?"
Cordy: "Well, we"ll have to use it. The baby needs to see a doctor."

Angel: "What? He"s not sick! Does he look sick?"
Cordy: "No. But he needs his newborn checkup. The baby book says that he"s supposed to have a vitamin K shot and a PKU test after he"s born. Uh - are you gonna circumcise?"

Gunn: "I think he heard you."
Lorne: "Speaking of hearing things - are there any fluorescent lights in here? I keep hearing this hum. Plus, fluorescent - green light, green skin - it"s all bad. - I"ll take the blank stares as a big fat no."

Angel: "Gunn?"
Gunn: "Yeah."
Angel: "I"m in a war here. I"m gonna need some serious firepower."
Gunn: "You mean something beyond swords and spears?"
Angel: "Way beyond."
Gunn: "I know some guys. Leave it to me."

Angel: "Thanks. We get into the websites offering money for the baby?"
Fred: "Not yet. Normally all we would have to do is hack into the e-mail and track the relays but - they"re using re-mailers."

Angel: "Which means?"
Cordy: "Which means there is no direct id, it"s going to take a little time..."

Angel: "We don"t have a little time. Are those all the names up there on the board?"
Wes: "Working on some other leads. We all want the same thing, Angel. We"re doing the best we can."
Angel: "Do better."
Wes: "Angel!"
Angel: "I promised his mother. No one is gonna put their hands on this child. No one."
Linwood: "No one is going to put their hands on this child. Is this meant to be ironic? According to our highly - and I"m now thinking, somewhat overpaid translators, the Nyazian Scroll said the child would never be born. And yet - here he is."

Gavin: "It was a technicality, sir. Darla died during childbirth."
Lilah: "Dusted during childbirth is more like it. According to our sources she staked herself, leaving the baby alive and kicking but never actually born. MacDuff was from his mother"s womb untimely ripped."

Linwood: "Clever loophole. We could use some of those Nyazian Scroll writers in Contracts and Negotiations."

Gavin: "We have to get that baby."

Lilah: "He has a knack for stating the obvious, sir."
Gavin: "I also have an intercept team working on tactical scenarios as we speak. I"m sure Lilah would have thought of that - given time."

Linwood: "Moving on - children. I want everything there is on this character. He slaughtered some of our best-trained men. He"s gonna be a problem."
Lilah: "We"re locating him, sir."

Linwood: "Preferably before he locates us. That"s a cute little baby. Yes, you are. And your daddy is a vampire with a soul. And sometimes he reverts to a creature of pure, malevolent evil, who could rip your tiny throat out.
Yes, he does. I like kids. The Senior Partners took mine before I really got to know them. Turn it up. Turn it down."

Angel: "Teddy isn"t crying. Do you see Teddy cry? Teddy isn"t crying. Do you see Teddy crying? No, Teddy isn"t crying.
Come on, kid, you gotta give me something here. Alright. Last ditch effort.
Toora-loora-loora, toora-loora-lay..."

"Toora-loora-loora, that"s an Irish lullaby..."

Lorne: "Here let me give it a try. Ooh, ooh, baby, baby. Ooh, ooh, baby, baby. Mistakes I know I made a few, but I"m only human. You"ll make mistakes, too. And I"m crying... He doesn"t like Smokey Robinson and the Miracles? I thought you said this kid had a soul."
Angel: "You know what, you"re fed, you"re changed. I hold you, you cry. I put you down, you cry. What do you want me to do here? I"m a terrible father. I can"t even get him to stop crying."
Lorne: "Yeah, well, it"s getting a little tense - your vibe, that is."
Angel: "My vibe? What vibe?"
Lorne: "Oh, just the incredibly anxious one that"s been coming of you in waves ever since he was born. He"s deeply connected to you. If you"re wound this tight, how do you think he"s gonna feel?"

Angel: "Hey, he"s not even a day old and he"s got an enemies list. How would you feel? Wouldn"t you be a little edgy?"

Lorne: "Yeah. I"d also be in awe. Look at him."

"He"s more than a mission, bro. *Look* at him. Look at him."
Angel: "It"s all right. It"s gonna be alright. It"s gonna be all right."
"Hey. Shh."
"Do you like that?"
"Well, obviously. Okay. How about this one?"
"Okay. I only got one more in me."
"Yeah, that"s my little guy! You like that, don"t you? A bootchee-wootchee..."
Lilah: "Lilah Morgan, clearance oh -one-one-two-seven-seven-three."
Woman: "There you are. What can I do for you, Miss Morgan?"
Lilah: "I want everything the firm has on Angel, the whole case file. His life history, un-life history, intercept records, victim lists, transfers and accounts, everything. I"m looking for someone he crossed paths with probably a hundred years ago or more. And make it fast. The boys upstairs are at defcon like - a thousand."

Woman: "Sure thing, Miss Morgan. Just a sec."
Lilah: "Everything is in there."
Woman: "Right down to the baby that wasn"t supposed to be born."
Lilah: "How do you know about that?"
Woman: "I"m Files and Records. It"s my job."

Lilah: "Great. I"ll be back when I"m..."
Woman: "Ah, Miss Morgan, there aren"t any documents in there, you know. That"s just the reference key to the full file."
Lilah: "The reference key. So - where is the full file?"
Woman: "The key is only helpful in locating which section of the file you"d like to look at."
Lilah: "That *whole* thing is Angel"s file."
Woman: "Just the first thirty five cabinets."

Lilah: "Right. Does China Palace deliver down here?"
Holtz: "Your punch could have been quicker - without so much to drink."
Justine: "It"s kind of a trade-off, because without that much to drink hurts a lot more."

Holtz: "You stick to the shadows."
Justine: "I"m not much of a day person."
Holtz: "I"m not here to fight."
Justine: "Your bad luck."
Holtz: "I know you"re in pain. I know what it"s like to grieve."
Justine: "Nice goatee. Kind of rounds out the whole creepy stalker look. I"ll be moving on now."
Holtz: "Justine. I"m not finished."
Justine: "You know my name?"
Holtz: "I know everything. You know at seventeen twenty two Spaulding. You stay out all night. Sleep all day. Ever since your sister was murdered six months ago. Your twin. - It wasn"t a mugging like the paper said, was it? Major blood loss, two unidentifiable neck wounds."

Justine: "So?"
Holtz: "My name is Holtz. I want to help you."
Justine: "I"ll tell you what I want. I want you to stay the hell away from me."

Fred: "Thanks."
"Oh-oh, we still haven"t traced the websites."
Cordy: "Relax."
"Get any sleep?"
Angel: "Nah, I was up all night watching him."
Cordy: "You know, if you"d let us take shifts we could..."
Angel: "No, I wasn"t watching him like that - I was just - watching him. He - looks a little bit like me, don"t you think?"
Cordy: "Oh, yeah. Look at that brow. He"s a miniature you. Why don"t you hand him over for a while, catch some shut eye."

Angel: "No. I"ll sleep - when I know he"s safe."

Cordy: "Which will be when? Around never? - Angel, I understand you wanna protect him - but you gotta let go a little. Share part of the responsibility. You can"t be everything for him."

Angel: "I"m his only family. My job now is to be everything for him."
Cordy: "Really? - Okay. Follow me. Come on."

Angel: "Where are we going?"
Cordy: "Come on."
Angel: "Cordelia..."
Cordy: "We"re going outside, where your son is gonna wanna go play. Where you have to rush him to the hospital if he gets sick in the daytime. But I see your point. You can"t go outside during the day like other parents because - you"re a vampire. And even if you weren"t - you can"t do everything for him."

Angel: "If he has to get to the hospital at noon on the sunniest day of the year, he"ll get there even if I don"t."
Cordy: "Angel, stop, Angel..."
Lorne: "Good morning all. Is that bacon I smell or did somebody fall asleep with the curtains open? You got to figure a guy like you, a place like this, the only truly safe room would be the janitor"s closet."

Angel: "Thanks for the tip."
Fred: "Were you able to sleep, Lorne, or did you still hear that humming?"
Lorne: "Oh, I got some earplugs. Put them in and slept like a baby. Cried and wet the bed all night. Tough room."

Gunn: "Mission accomplished. You said you wanted fire power, so..."
Angel: "Good work."
Gunn: "Also we got company out front."

Angel: "Did they see you?"
Gunn: "Nah. I saw them, kept on going, doubled back and came in through the sewer."
Angel: "Who are they?"
Gunn: "Well, two blacked out cars of what I"m betting is more vampire cult. And a biker gang I recognize from back in the day."

Angel: "Humans?"
Gunn: "Yeah. Into extortion and kidnapping. There are also some funky fellows in a van I didn"t recognize, wearing hooded cloaks."

Wes: "Lilliad demons. Their fun is making a magical broth from the bones of human children That"s two "L"s" in the middle. They probably want to find out how the child born of a vampire effects the recipe. They use strong magic. They may be able to break the furies spell."

Angel: "What are they waiting for?"
Wes: "Night. Their power is linked directly to the lunar cycle."
Cordy: "So, we"re safe for now, but when the moon rises..."
Fred: "And tonight"s a full moon."
Gunn: "No matter what kind of weapons we have, we"re not gonna be able to fight off the whole world, once that force field comes down."
Wes: "I don"t see that we have a choice."
Lilah: "This is impossible. Two hundred seventy five years of the most inane... What kind of wussy name is Liam anyway? - Okay. You"re at the hotel. The pirate is about to kill Angel. Angel calls him - what? What was it? - Hose. - Hope."

Woman: "Holtz?"
Lilah: "What?"
Woman: "Holtz, Daniel, vampire killer, circa seventeen fifty four. He hunted Angel and Darla halfway around the world until his mysterious disappearance in seventeen seventy three. Larson McMillian Vampiricus Conquestus page four twelve."

Lilah: "How did you..."
Woman: "I"m files and records. It"s my job."

Lilah: "You mean I"ve been sitting here for the last fourteen hours..."
Woman: "Ah-hmm."
Lilah: "To find that you know everything that"s in this case file."
Woman: "No, Miss Morgan."
Lilah: "Oh."
Woman: "I know everything in every case file. I"m Files and Records, it"s my..."

Lilah: "...your job. Unbelievable. So what"s the skinny on Holtz then? Why the big hate-on for Angel?"
Woman: "Just a moment."
"Seventeen sixty-four. Angel and Darla kill Holtz, Caroline, Holtz, Sarah, and Holtz, Daniel infant son."
Lilah: "Massacred his family. That"ll do it."
Woman: "Holtz vows to revenge their blood, May seventeen sixty-four. Pursues Angel and Darla relentlessly for nine years, racking up an incidental body count of three hundred seventy-eight vampires in the meantime."

Lilah: "So what we"re dealing with is a single minded vengeance machine with a bloodlust to match. That"s just - awesome."

Justine: "What the hell are you doing here?"
Holtz: "Watching you fight."
Justine: "Why did you wait so long?"
Holtz: "I wanted to see if you could win."

Justine: "Always. I would have kicked his ass if you hadn"t distracted me."
Holtz: "Hmm. I wasn"t your problem."
Justine: "Really?"
Holtz: "You fight well and lack strategy. Your passion works against you."

Justine: "And you"re here to teach me about passion."
Holtz: "I"m here to teach you how to fight."

Justine: "What"s in it for you?"
Holtz: "You help me kill a vampire."
Justine: "You don"t need me for that."
Holtz: "I do. This vampire is strong."
Justine: "What are we talking about. Some kind of Karate Kid Mr. Miyagi groove thing? Wax on, wax off."

Holtz: "You"ll find your references to modern popular culture tend to be lost on me."

Justine: "What a shocker."
Holtz: "But I know you"re interested in more that the trivial. Your life has been ruined. You can"t sleep. Instead you wander the streets, making others pay for what happened to your sister. That"s where I can help. I see your talent. And I see your hate. And I know that I can shape and hone you into an instrument of vengeance."

Justine: "Sounds like fun."
Holtz: "It won"t be."
Gunn: "Guys, the Lilliad demons are starting their mojo on the force field."
"Ah, right, sun"s down, vamps can come out, too. - Wait, they"re headed towards the bikers."
Fred: "What are they doing?"
Gunn,: "They, ah, having a brawl over who gets to kill us first."
Wes: "We have to hold our ground."

Cordy: "What if we can"t?"
Wes: "If we"re forced to fall back we"ll do so towards the cellar. We can make a retreat through the sewer."
Angel: "This isn"t going to work."
Wes: "I checked it. It"s primed and ready."

Angel: "Not the weapon, the plan."
Lorne: "I"m so glad somebody finally said that, because sitting here waiting to die never was much of a plan. Sorry. So, what kind of genius idea you got hidden up that well tailored sleeve of yours, huh?"

Angel: "Plan is I go. Take the baby somewhere safe."
Cordy: "What?"
Angel: "He was born in a siege, he"s not gonna die in one."
Wes: "But if you stay and help us fight... You said it yourself: we"re in a war."

Angel: "And now I"m in a retreat."
Wes: "What happened to taking them out?"
Angel: "There"s too many of them. I can get out through the sewers. With any luck I"ll get a couple miles before anyone notices that I"m gone."
Cordy: "So you"re just gonna leave? Run away?"
Gunn: "Why not? That"s what he"s good at. Sure you don"t wanna fire us first? A little icing on the cake while you leave us here to do the fighting?"
Lorne: "I thought we already established this as a bad, bad idea."
Angel: "No, you"re gonna be all right. Once they break the spell and storm the place they"ll realize that the baby"s gone and they"ll go after me. Wesley, stall them if you can."

Cordy: "I"m sure tripping over our dead bodies will slow them down. You really didn"t hear anything I said to you earlier, did you?"

Angel: "I heard you."
Fred: "Angel! Don"t leave us."
Gavin: "He"s running away."
Linwood: "He"s sneaking away. And giving us the chance to get the jump on everyone."
Gavin: "Alpha team he"s heading into the sewers."
Radio: "Copy that."
Linwood: "Today the world is different. A vampire has sacrificed herself for her baby. Do you know what that means?"
Lilah: "That there"s something good about the kid?"
Linwood: "This child can grow up, and hunt each and everyone of us down. Let"s not let that happen, shall we?"
Gavin: "No, sir. We"ll find the baby by sunrise, dead or alive."
Lilah: "Are you crazy?"
Gavin: "What? Is Lilah worried we"re gonna hurt the itty biddy baby?"
Lilah: "No. I"m afraid you"ll kill him before we have a chance to cut him open while he"s still breathing and find out how the hell he"s alive in the first place."
Lilah: "Alpha team, where are you? Over."
Guy: "We"re here."
Gunn: "What are you doing?"
Wes: "Trying to imagine myself as John Wayne in Rio Bravo. You?"
Gunn: "Austin Stoker, Assault on Precinct Thirteen."
Cordy: "If we live through this, trade in your DVD Players and get a life."
Guy: "Got him."
Man: "Have a visual. Let"s go."

Lilliad: "Where is the child?"
Wes: "Upstairs, room three-one-two, why don"t you go and get him? Oh, wait. I have a better idea."
Vampire: "Master, it"s a trick! He"s taken the child."
Cordy: "Now they"re all after him."
Wes: "Hopefully we stalled them long enough."

Gunn: "Whatever. Running away was his call."

Angel: "We"ll get through this, I promise. The vampire/demon/biker posse, that"s the easy part. The part that scares me - is all the questions. Why is the sky blue. Why do people get sick. Why is there always pigs" blood in the fridge. I don"t have all the answers. Well, I do to that last one."

"Here we go."
Man: "He"s breaking left."
Angel: "Could be worse. At least you"re not crying."
Lilliad: "Give us the baby!"
Angel: "You want the baby? - You can have the baby."
Man: "What is it?"
Vampire: "It"s a..."
Nurse: "Ah, sorry for the wait. Let"s go."

Lorne: "Ah, good morning all. Is that bacon I smell or did somebody fall asleep with the curtains open? You got to figure, a guy like you, a place like this the only truly safe..."

Linwood: "Back it up."
Lorne: "...fall asleep with the curtains open. You got to figure, a guy like you..."
Linwood: "Stop it right there! Magnify one hundred times. Again."
Linwood: "There. That is when he gives Angel the note."
Lorne: "The only truly safe room would be the janitor"s closet."

Angel: "Thanks for the tip."
Linwood: "And tells him where to read it. The janitor"s closet, where we don"t have surveillance."
Lilah: "That green houseguest could hear the hum of your transmit frequency. What are the odds?"
Linwood: "All that Sturm and Drang about Angel running out on them? Just a performance."
Lilah: "He did a good job. Who knew Angel had the acting chops?"
Gavin: "Are you kidding? It was one note. Felt forced."
Lilah: "Funny. You bought it at the time."

Linwood: "It worked - for us. Angel"s little trick thinned the herd. And what about Holtz?"

Gavin: "No reports yet that he was among Angel"s pursuers."
Linwood: "I was hoping he"d be among the casualties. What do we know about him?"
Lilah: "He is a vampire hunter. Angel killed his family and he spent the rest of his life seeking revenge. Oh, and one more thing, this all happened two hundred years ago."
Linwood: "I thought Holtz was human."
Lilah: "He is."
Linwood: "I time traveler."
Gavin: "His arrival was foretold in the Nyazian Scrolls. He is a player."
Linwood: "Yeah. He"s a cog in the machine, and aren"t we all. - What do you suppose it is that he wants?"
Lilah: "You mean other than to tear out Angel"s heart and wearing it as a broach?"

Linwood: "We need more information. How he got he, who he works with, where he lives. It"s only a matter of time before our needs and his come into conflict. Maybe sooner than we think."

Angel: "My son has a tiny scratch on his cheek, and now, by extraordinary coincidence so do you. I"m holding you personally responsible for *anything* that happens to him whether it"s your fault or not. Cold, sunburn, scratched knee, what ever happens to him, happens to you, and then some."

"For not only are you not coming after him, you gonna make sure that he lives a long, healthy life. You just became his godfather, understand?"
Linwood: "I believe I do."
Guard: "Sir?"
Linwood: "It"s all right."
Angel: "Oh, and one more thing: College fund? Start saving. I got my heart set on Notre Dame."
Doctor: "I"m happy to report you have a healthy baby boy."
Cordy: "Oh, great. But I"m not the mother."
Doctor: "Oh, I"m sorry. I"m happy to report you have a healthy baby boy."
Fred: "Oh. Me neither."
Wes: "I"m afraid the mother is, ah, no longer in the picture."
Doctor: "I see. Well, his height and weight are in the ninety percentile. We gave him his vitamin K and his PKU and he"s doing very well. We don"t seem to have his - what"s his name?"
Angel: "Connor. His name is Connor."
Doctor: "Connor. Thank you. Mr. Angel. And congratulations."
Angel: "Thanks."
"Hey... Mr. Angel?"
Fred: "Your first name is Geraldo."
Cordy: "We had to tell them something."

Fred: "Geraldo Angel. You're a pet psychiatrist with a small practice in Pacoima. Oh, and you fight crime- We just told them the name part. The rest is me, having fun."

Angel: "I don"t know what to say."
Cordy: "How about thanks. I appreciate it. You guys rock. Way to go?"
Angel: "What she said."
Gunn: "Got the best one a very small amount of money could buy."
They all "ah."
Cordy: "Hey, you wanna go for a ride? Oh, goodness..."
Wes: "Connor. That"s a lovely name. I don"t suppose you ever considered Wes..."

Angel, Gunn and Cordy: "No."
Fred: "Not to be negative or anything, but - we"re okay, right? Nobody else is coming after Connor or us?"

Angel: "No. We"re safe for the time being. - Let"s go home. Nice stroller."
Gunn: "Thank you."

The end

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