ANGELUS: Huh. Well. That"s no fun.
ANGELUS: Oh, geez, fellas-this isn"t what it looks like. A little too tart for me, anyway. You know what I mean, Wes? Catch ya later.
GUNN: She OK?
CONNOR: She"s lost a lot of blood.
CORDELIA: Where"s Angelus?
GUNN: Gone. He killed Lilah.
CORDELIA: Oh, God. It"s started.
CONNOR: What are we waiting for? Why aren"t we going after him?
WESLEY: No need. He"ll be back.
FRED: How do you know?
CORDELIA: We"re the ones he wants to hurt. The people closest to Angel.
CONNOR: I say we dust him before he gets the chance.
WESLEY: That"s just the kind of reckless thinking that allowed Angelus to double back on us, giving him the chance to- From now on, we all stay close.
FRED: And do what? If Angelus is coming back for us, we can"t just be waiting for him to drop by. We need to do something. Board up the windows, make it safe somehow. Don"t you think?
GUNN: Won"t make a difference. If he wants in, nothing"s gonna stop him.
LORNE: The birth of a notion, kids. We use the sanctuary spell. That anti-demon-violence charm I used down at Caritas. It won"t keep Angelus from making a house call, but it should keep carnage down to a minimum.
GUNN: That takes some doing, doesn"t it?
LORNE: Well, I could put a call into the Furies. Maybe they could tech-support me through a quickie version.
CONNOR: Magic again. You people rely way too much on that junk.
WESLEY: We use whatever tools we have.
CONNOR: Yeah, only it never really works the way it"s supposed to. It"s why we"re here, isn"t it? Why he"s loose?
FRED: Cordy, why didn"t it work? The spell to bring Angel"s soul back. Did we do something wrong?
CORDELIA: I don"t know.
GUNN: Yeah, and how did you get so fooled, Lorne? Reading Angelus wrong like that. You were so sure he was Angel.
CORDELIA: Don"t put this on him. I"m the one who let Angelus out. It"s my fault.
FRED: It"s nobody"s fault.
GUNN: I"ll tell you whose fault it is-the Powers That sit on their Be-hind sending us useless, cryptic messages-
CONNOR: We have to destroy her.
CONNOR: The body. She could have been turned.
GUNN: Sired, you mean? No, there wasn"t enough time.
CONNOR: You don"t know that.
GUNN: The hell I don"t. It happened to-
WESLEY: No, he"s right. We can"t take any chances. I"ll take care of it.
VAMPIRE 1: Hey. Hey. Isn"t that...?
VAMPIRE 2: Yeah.
ANGELUS: That"s right, brothers and sisters. The rumors are true. Angel has left the building, and I am back.
CROWD: Welcome back!
ANGELUS: But hey, I"m no different than the next guy. I put my victims" skin on one leg at a time.
ROSARIA VAMP: Angelus! Remember me?
ANGELUS: Not really.
ROSARIA VAMP: Oh, come on! A little town outside Tuscany, 1845, give or take. Rosaria!
ANGELUS: Rosaria. Right.
ROSARIA VAMP: Yeah. Flew in with some of my friends when we heard about the permanent midnight. Hey, a bunch of us are gonna raid a pre-school later. You wanna join us? Have a little kiddie cockta- Aah!
ANGELUS: Everybody wants a piece of you. I"m looking for the Beast A guy over there told me you might know where he hangs his horns.
DEMON: Whoa. You"re him. Talking to me. Not usually impressed by vampires, but this is such a-such an honor. Hey, could ya sign a little something for my hell-spawn? Make it out to Ashley. She"s a beautiful little- Oh!
ANGELUS: Maybe some other time. Where is the Beast?
DEMON: I-I don"t know, I swear!
VAMPIRE 2: I seen him. The Beast. Seen him a couple of times. Down by the building by the wash.
ANGELUS: Show me.
LILAH: Why so glum? It is kinda what you wanted, isn"t it? I mean, deep down. Me out of the picture-utterly, finally. You can"t get outer than this. It makes your life simpler, doesn"t it? Cleaner?
WESLEY: I didn"t want this.
LILAH: Come on, what are you worried about, Wesley? You hated yourself for being with me. Or maybe you just hated yourself for loving being with me. Hey, semantics.
In any case, we both knew, sooner or later, it would come to a messy end. For one of us, anyway. So ease up on that furrowed brow. You"re free now. No longer encumbered with the secret shame of our relationship.
WESLEY: It wasn"t a relationship.
LILAH: There"s a signed dollar bill in your wallet I think proves different. You knew how I felt.
WESLEY: You don"t feel.
LILAH: The only true thing I ever-
WESLEY: You didn"t love me. You couldn"t.
LILAH: We"ll never know now, will we?
VAMPIRE 2: Yeah, I"m pretty sure this is the place. This is the place, right?
VAMPIRE 1: Hey, man, you saw the thing. I didn"t.
ANGELUS: Where was the Beast headed?
VAMPIRE 2: Uh, I can"t remember, man.
ANGELUS: Try remembering harder, Paco.
VAMPIRE 2: OK, I was just trying to steer clear of the mammoth, all right? You know what I"m saying, man?
ANGELUS: Listen to what I"m saying. I don"t have time to-
VAMPIRE 2: Hey. Hey man, you want we should come with? Uh, all right, we"ll just stay here. Man, you made him nervous.
VAMPIRE 1: Me?
VAMPIRE 2: Damn.
LORNE: Mm-hmm. Yeah, OK. All right, well not so fast, girls. Yeah, one at a time. Yeah, OK. Violence restrained. Uh-huh. Go on.
FRED: That"s everything we could find.
LORNE: They say we need bloodroot.
GUNN: Bloodroot? Man, we just raided the spice rack in the kitchen. There ain"t no bloodroot in there.
LORNE: Uh, 86 on the bloodroot, ladies. Anything else we can- Well, yeah, I have, uh, paprika, ginger, allspice, clove- Cloves? That"ll work? Oh, got it. Beautiful. Hey, soon as FTD"s delivering in the city again, expect a big "Thanks a Bunch" bouquet from me, girls. Ciao! Ha ha ha!
CORDELIA: Looks like we got our home security spell.
LORNE: Right you are, missy. As soon as we sprinkle burnt clove dust around the perimeter, light a few candles, incant a few choice phrases, we"ll be-
CONNOR: Hurry up and do it. The sooner we quit playing with magic tricks, the sooner we find and kill Angelus.
FRED: Wesley says we shouldn"t go after him.
CONNOR: I don"t give a flying slop what Wesley says. He"s not my boss. Where the hell is he, anyway? How long does it take to chop off Lilah"s head?
GUNN: Boss or no, he"s right when he says we stay together "til we know what we have to do.
CONNOR: I know what we have to do. Angel told me. Something goes wrong, I kill him.
LORNE: Oh ho ho. Now you listen to him?
FRED: Aren"t you forgetting something? Angel"s soul is still out there somewhere. That means there"s still a chance we could bring him back.
CONNOR: How many people have to die before we give up on that plan?
CORDELIA: I don"t know, Connor. How many people have to die without Angel around to save them?
CONNOR: It"s way too late for that. I"ve seen his true face. And he"s tasted blood. There"s no going back now. He has to be destroyed. And I"m the destroyer.
CORDELIA: Connor, don"t do this. It"s too dangerous. Come back! You can"t-
GUNN: Get her to the couch.
CORDELIA: What happened?
FRED: You fainted.
CORDELIA: Oh. You mean like this?
GUNN: All right. Let"s get her upstairs.
CONNOR: I"ll do it.
GUNN: We"re not gonna be able to stop him.
GUNN: Connor. The first chance that boy gets, he"s gonna kill Angelus.
LORNE: Yeah, more likely die trying. Trouble is, we can"t keep that boy in check.
GUNN: Yeah, well, Angel aside, who could?
TITLE: Stockton, California. Northern California Women"s Facility.
GUARD: 430019 Coming out.
BASKETBALL PLAYERS: Come on, girl. Over here, over here.
FAITH: OK, you got my attention. What"s your beef, Deb? You really ought to think twice. Or not.
DEB: Nothing personal. I need the money.
FAITH: For a nose job?
GUARD: Come on, come on.
FAITH: Hey, hey, self defense. She attacked me, Eddie.
GUARD: Yeah, I saw the whole thing. Get her to the infirmary.
FAITH: Wait, you saw?
GUARD: Hey, caught us by surprise. I mean, who"d be crazy enough to try to take you out?
LILAH: I know what it is. The reason you"re having such a hard time with this. Why you"re taking so long to-you know... The awful truth: you couldn"t save me. And this is the exclamation point.
WESLEY: Saved you from the Beast, for all the good it did.
LILAH: Wesley, you know that"s not what I"m talking about. You couldn"t save me from me.
WESLEY: Is that what you thought?
LILAH: Me? Lover, I"m not even here. I"m just a figment in your devilishly handsome head. So, clearly, it"s what you thought. For all your supposed darkness, edge of the razor mystique, there was always a small part of you that thought you could pull me back from the brink of my evil, evil ways. Help me find redemption.
LILAH: Angel"s influence, I suppose. The whole not giving up on someone, no matter how far he-or she-has fallen. Oh, well. Too late for me. Let"s just get it over with. That body"s not gonna dismember itself, you know.
WESLEY: I"m sorry, Lilah.
LILAH: Oh, Wes, we don"t have that word in our vocabulary. Not people like you and-
ANGELUS: This how you treat an old friend. Kill the chick I was chasing, then lure me here with the scent of her blood.
BEAST: We were never friends, Angelus.
ANGELUS: I know. But calling you a big dumb hunk of rock seemed a little on the nose. Come on... I"m teasing. It"s been, what, a couple hundred years. You still want to kick my ass.
BEAST: It"s true I long to crush your skull, but I didn"t bring you here to fight. That wasn"t my instruction.
ANGELUS: Your instruction?
BEAST: My master has requested you.
ANGELUS: Your master. Nice workmanship. Did you make this in shop for daddy?
BEAST: Don"t touch that.
ANGELUS: Sorry. I can see you put a lot of yourself into it. So... the attack on Angel Investigations, rain of fire, blotting out the sun-
BEAST: Stealing your soul... All designed by my master to bring forth and keep Angelus.
ANGELUS: Hell of a plan. Real "big picture" thinking. So, when can I meet the big brain behind my liberation?
BEAST: In time. For now, you will take your orders through me.
ANGELUS: Or, here"s a better idea: no, I won"t. Tell your boss I"m grateful for the attention, but I don"t take grocery lists from the messenger boy.
BEAST: I will teach you respect.
ANGELUS: Look, you may have played those suckers at Angel, Inc., but I don"t like having my strings yanked, and I don"t like being kept in the dark... Figuratively, anyway.
And if your boss was half as smart as he thinks he is, he knows I won"t take orders from a lackey. What? You don"t like "lackey?" Hmm. Or how about, uh, toady? Or lickspittle? Lickspittle"s nice.
Oh, wait, I got it. Flunky. That"s it. You"re just a big, stupid, butt-ugly, slow-moving flunky. Ah, come on, Rocky.
If that"s all you got, you better throw in the towel and call it a night. When the Beastmaster"s ready to peek out from behind your skirt, have him give me a call.
CORDELIA: Well, you handled that brilliantly.
BEAST: He"s not to be trusted.
CORDELIA: What about you? Letting him bait you into a fight like that. I haven"t spent all this time and energy so you can mess it all up with your petty jealousies. You know Angelus is crucial to my plan.
BEAST: My apologies, my master.
CORDELIA: You need patience. He"ll come around...when he sees what I have to offer. And, if he doesn"t, you can pull off his head and tear him to bits. Now... give mama some sugar.
LORNE: Violence restrained, demons disarmed. For mortals within these walls, no harm. Protection and safety this charm doth endow to make this shelter a sanctuary now.
GUNN: That it?
LORNE: Well, if we followed the recipe...should be cake. A demon violence-free zone cake.
FRED: I don"t know, Lorne. It doesn"t feel like anything"s different.
CONNOR: "Cause it"s not. Like every other lame spell you people try, it didn"t work. It never works. I"ve pretty much concluded that magic sucks. I mean, if I were you guys, I wo-
LORNE: See? It works sometimes. Oh. It also smarts like the dickens.
WESLEY: Sanctuary spell"s working?
LORNE: Yeah, like a charm. Literally.
WESLEY: Good. It"ll make this easier.
GUNN: Make what easier?
WESLEY: Where"s Cordelia?
FRED: Upstairs asleep. She still feels weak.
GUNN: Make what easier?
WESLEY: We"re going to bring Angelus in alive.
CONNOR: No, we"re not.
GUNN: I thought you said capturing him wasn"t an option.
WESLEY: Changed my mind.
CONNOR: Change it back.
WESLEY: We get rid of Angelus, then what? We still have a beast we don"t know how to kill. We know it"s working for something much worse, but we don"t know what it is. We"re caught in the middle of a maelstrom, and we can"t get out without our champion. We"re gonna save Angel, and I know who we need to help us do it.
FAITH: They told me my lawyer was here to see me. You my lawyer now, Wes?
WESLEY: Hello, Faith. How are you?
FAITH: Still alive. Never thought I"d live long enough to see you paying me a visit.
WESLEY: A lot"s happened.
FAITH: Whatever it is suits you. I mean, you"re looking... good.
WESLEY: You know what"s going on in L.A.?
FAITH: Seen the news, sure. Never-ending night, rain of fire. Team Angel must really have their hands full.
WESLEY: You don"t know the half of it.
FAITH: But you"re here to fill in the blanks for me. Why?
WESLEY: We need you.
FAITH: Well, uh, I hate to wet the paper for you, Wes, but I"m kinda unavailable right now. Maybe you want to check back in a few decades when my parole comes up.
WESLEY: You need to know-
FAITH: It"s Armageddon again. I dig. The last thing you need"s me in the mix. Besides, Angel"ll come shining through in the end like he always does.
WESLEY: Angel"s gone, Faith. Angelus is back.
FAITH: Step away from the glass. You OK?
WESLEY: Five by five.
FAITH: A kid. Angel"s got a kid.
FAITH: A teenage kid born last year.
WESLEY: I told you he grew up in a hell dimension.
FAITH: Right. And, what, Cordelia spent her last summer as-
WESLEY: A divine being.
FAITH: Uh-huh. Can I just ask-what the hell are you people doing?
WESLEY: Leading complicated lives, obviously.
FAITH: Unleashing Angelus to help you stop this demon who put the lights out. That"s just...
WESLEY: The Beast. The demon who put out the lights-called the Beast.
FAITH: Gas to the flame"s all I"m saying.
WESLEY: I wouldn"t worry about the police coming after you. Not yet. With everything that"s happening, an escaped convict won"t even register on their radar.
FAITH: I"m not gonna kill him, Wesley. Angelus. I don"t care what you thought you sprung me for. Angel"s the only one in my life who"s never given up on me. There"s no way I"m giving up on-
WESLEY: I know. That"s why it had to be you. Just wondering if you"re up to it.
FAITH: If I"m-?
WESLEY: You have no idea what it"s like out there. It"s a vampire demon free-for-all all the time. Maybe you"re a little rusty.
FAITH: Maybe I am.
WESLEY: Maybe we should find out.
FAITH: What did you have in-
WESLEY: Ah. She"s the one you want.
WESLEY: Thought you could use a little release. Feel natural?
FAITH: Ah, it"s like riding a biker.
LORNE: Oh, relax, boys. The spell"s working. And I still got the slight migraine to prove it.
GUNN: Yeah, maybe so, but if Angelus shows up, I wanna be ready.
WESLEY: We are...now.
FAITH: Suh-weet crib.
WESLEY: Everyone, this is Faith, the vampire slayer.
FRED: Hello, Faith, I"m-
FAITH: Fred. Yeah, Wes kinda gave me the skinny on you.
CORDELIA: Faith? What the hell is she doing here?
FAITH: Nice to see you too, Cor.
WESLEY: She"s here to help.
CORDELIA: Oh, gee, that"s great. Oh, wait a sec. Wasn"t she convicted of murder and sent to a state correctional facility for like a gazillion years?
FAITH: Murder 2, 25 to life, for the record.
CORDELIA: So now you brought psycho slayer out of retirement to kill Angelus?
FAITH: Cordelia, you have every right to feel that way about me. You have no reason to trust me, but I don"t have loads of time, so why don"t we save it until after this is over. Cool? OK, let"s get down to it. We"re gonna keep this hunting party tight. Gunn, right?
FAITH: Love the name. I hear you"re a good fighter.
GUNN: I hold my own.
FAITH: That"s a shame. You"re with me, Wes, and the kid.
CONNOR: The kid has a name.
FAITH: Connor. Arm yourself how you like, but I want you to carry the tranq gun. If I can"t take him down, I want you to be ready to take the shot, yeah? In case anyone has any other ideas, this is a salvage mission, not search and destroy, OK?
CONNOR: No. Not OK. You think you can just breeze in here, telling everyone what to do? You"re not a part of this. If you think I"m not gonna kill Angelus if he comes at me, then-
FAITH: Listen up, junior. When need a blood hound, I"ll call you. If Angelus needs putting down, I"ll be the one to do it, not you. So... is there anything else you"re not OK with? Good. Show me the weapons.
YOUNG WOMAN: Help me.
ANGELUS: It"s all right, doll. I"ve got you. Shh.
YOUNG WOMAN: I don"t know how to thank you.
ANGELUS: I do. Scream for me.
YOUNG WOMAN: Aah!
VAMPIRE 3: The slayer? You sure?
VAMPIRE 4: I just got word. She"s in town.
ANGELUS: Hi, Dawn. Yeah, it"s me. Is your sister home? She is. It"s the other one.
CONNOR: So, vampire slayers. I was told about them. How come you"re always girls?
FAITH: I dunno. Better at it, I guess.
CONNOR: You haven"t seen what I can do.
FAITH: Let"s not.
CONNOR: He was here. Just.
FAITH: Eyes and ears peeled. Watch the periph. Hey, nobody make a move until I-
You deficient? What did I just say?
CONNOR: He was attacking!
FAITH: You thought it was Angelus. You can"t listen, you"re no good to me. Get him out of here. Someone take him back to the hotel.
GUNN: Yeah, easier said. The kid"s got a history of not doing what he"s told.
FAITH: He"ll do what I tell him.
CONNOR: Yeah, sure I will.
FAITH: I get it. You"re a super-being.
Are you a murderer? "Cause I am. If it comes down to you or Angelus, you haven"t shown me a thing to make me want to take your side.
GUNN: I like her.
FAITH: Come on.
WESLEY: Do you know where we"re going?
FAITH: Not especially.
WESLEY: How do you expect to find Angelus without Connor?
FAITH: The old-fashioned way. The kid"s not the only tracker. Something"ll turn up. A trail of bodies, tell-tale clue...
Sign: "WELCOME FAITH")
FAITH: :maybe a carpet fiber.
WESLEY: So much for the element of surprise. We"ll have to come at him from two sides.
FAITH: You take low. I"ll hit him high.
VAMPIRE 2: Pretty ballsy, mister, creeping around my buddy Angelus. Come on, pretty boy.
VAMPIRE 1: Our buddy.
ANGELUS: Hey, Faith. Nice to see you again. Mmm. You"re looking choice as ever. Oh, that"s right. We"ve never really met, have we?
FAITH: So, what are you waiting for? Come out and gimme a kiss.
ANGELUS: No, no, no. You come to me. That"s it. Getting warmer. Warmer...warmer. You"re smoking hot.
But then again, you probably knew that. Honey, I brought a guest home for dinner. Let"s eat.
BEAST: What is this, Angelus?
ANGELUS: This is a slayer. Say "hi" to the nice Beast, Faith.
BEAST: You dare to bring a slayer here?
ANGELUS: Hey, I"m doing you a favor, Stonehenge. She"s here to seriously mess up you and your boss"s plans. So, question is, what do you do, hot shot? Hmm? What do you do?
Smile, Faith. I thought you"d enjoy a threesome.
FAITH: Let"s get it on.
ANGELUS: Ooh-ee! Watch yourself, big guy, the girl"s on fire.
That"s gonna sting in the morning. Nice!
Come on, Faithy. You"re not even trying.
Better get up. Oh! You know, somebody should break this up.
BEAST: This is all you are? I had heard the slayer possessed great strength, but there"s no real power here. My master"s power is beyond all limits, beyond your petty imagining. You are weak. You"re nothing. You could not even defeat me.
ANGELUS: Ain"t that the truth. I mean, look at this guy, hm? Pretty much the only thing that could do damage to that thick, stony hide...is himself. Or, maybe, I don"t know, a piece of himself.
I knew it. I knew it!
ANGELUS: Aw, crap! You mean, killing the Beast really does bring back the sun? I thought that was Angel"s retarded fantasy. Aah! Oh, well, what"re you gonna do? Take the bad with the good, I always say. Anyway, I just wanted Beastie boy here to soften you up. I like my meat nice and tender.
Ooh, swing and a miss, slugger. Sorry, but- God! OK. Well, I gotta give you props. Nice move, really.
I guess we"ll just have to take a rain check on that whole eviscerating you thing. Just you and me, now, Faithy. Catch you later.
GUNN: Ooh-oo. Check it out. We got sun.
LORNE: Well, ding dong, the Beast is dead.
FRED: I"ve never seen anything so beautiful in all my life. Where are the others?
LORNE: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let"s hear the war stories. How"d you bring that monster down?
GUNN: Well, it wasn"t us. Not Connor and me, anyway. We-
CONNOR: She must"ve fought it. Faith. The Beast must"ve attacked her, and she must- It"s gotta be. Hey, where"s Cordy? Does she know?
FRED: She"s up in her room.
LORNE: Hey, what about Angelus?
GUNN: Well, if that girl can take out the Beast, my money says she"ll have Angelus hog-tied and back here by dinner time.
CONNOR: Hey! Isn"t it incredible?
CONNOR: She did it. Faith. She"s... amazing.
CONNOR: I mean, I had no idea what a slayer could do.
CORDELIA: A weakness for slayers? You"re definitely his son. Connor, we need- There"s something you need to, um- I don"t know how- Well, I know how, but, uh...
CONNOR: What? What is it?
CORDELIA: We"re having a baby. Touch it. CONNOR: This- it"s impossible. I- How could-?
CORDELIA: All I know is there"s a life growing inside of me, and it"s ours. We"re connected now. You and me. Forever.