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Angel: "What is it, Wesley?"
Wesley: "It? - There is no it. - It"s nothing, really. - Just popping around, seeing if everything"s all right."
Angel: "Fine."
Wesley: "Oh, good. Good. - You"re certain?"
Angel: "Uh-huh. Good night."
Wesley: "Good night."
Angel: "You"re still here."
Wesley: "Apparently. So, you"re sure there is - nothing on your mind? - That is to say nothing you"d like to - perhaps - share?"
Angel: "No."
Wesley: "Really."
Darla: "Hello, Lindsey."
Lindsey: "You"re bleeding."
Darla: "I guess I am."
Lindsey: "Something happened?"
Darla: "God, yes. So many things. I remember them all. Which one were you thinking of?"
Lindsey: "It"s too soon. We shouldn"t have sent you to him. We should have waited."

Darla: "Lindsey. You never talk about yourself, Lindsey. You have a girlfriend? - Boyfriend? - Someone special?"
Lindsey: "There is no one."
Darla: "No. No, there really isn"t, is there? You can be with someone for 150 years - think you know them. Still - doesn"t work out. Angelus - why, you should have seen us together."
Lindsey: "He was a different person then."
Darla: "And so was I. - Now do you know what we"ve become?"
Lindsey: "Enemies."
Darla: "Oh no. - *Much* worse. - Now we"re soul *mates*."


Darla: "Someone close the shutters. Seems wrong that I should die while the sun is still so bright."
Priest: "You"ll not see it again. Before it sets, you will have left this life."

Darla: "I didn"t ask for a priest. Who invited him here?"
Priest: "You did. You cried out for me last night in your delirium."

Darla: "I don"t remember. Do you even *know* what I am?"
Man: "A woman of some property. No husband, no inheritance. Yes. I know what you are."
Darla: "I"m a whore."
Priest: "Well, yes, that too. You should have asked for a priest long ago, child. Your life may have been the better for it."

Darla: "And you should have paid me a visit before today, father. Your life may have been more interesting because of it."

Priest: "Are you prepared now to renounce Satan and beg God his forgiveness?"
Darla: "God never did anything for me."

Priest: "Leave us."
"You can"t save her life - perhaps I can still save her soul."
Darla: "My soul is well past saving. Let the devil take me if he"ll have me. Either way - I die."

Priest: "No you will not die. You will be reborn."
Darla: "I know you."
Master: "I came to you last night. I sang to you from that window."
Darla: "Hmm, I remember now. You"re death?"
Master: "No."
Darla: "What then?"
Master: "I"m you"re savior. God never did anything for you - but I will."
Cordy: "Am I the only one that thinks that this is just a really bad idea?"

Angel: "We can"t just sit here waiting for Wolfram and Hart to make a move. It"s time we go ahead in the game."

Cordy: "This won"t involve kidnapping again, will it?"
Angel: "All we gonna do is find her."

Cordy: "And this would be the same woman you didn"t notice was in your bedroom every night for like three weeks straight?"

Angel: "That was different."
Cordy: "Different in the sitting right on top of you sense, yeah."
Wesley: "Cordelia has a point."
Cordy: "Finally!"
Wesley: "The last time Darla emerged she wanted to be found. Now she is out there among six million other people."

Cordy: "She could be sitting on top of anybody."
Angel: "Come on guys. We are a detective agency. We investigate things. That"s what we"re good at."
Cordy: "That"s what we suck at. Let"s face it, unless there"s a website called www.Oh-By-the-way-we-have-Darla-stashed-here.com, we"re pretty much out of luck."

Wesley: "It"s not gonna be easy."
Cordy: "Before he said he could smell her. How about - we cruise around with the top down - and you take big whiffs? Well, we"ll wait until after the sun sets obviously."

Gunn: "It"s a big law firm. They"ve got to have housing for the out-of-towers, right?"

Wesley: "Out-of-towners? It"s not as if they flew her in from Miami. She was raised from the very depths of hell by an ancient and dangerous ritual."
Gunn: "Yeah and? They still got to put her up, don"t they? That"s an expense. You"re telling me these lawyers haven"t figured out a way to write that off?"
Cordy: "I"m gonna start digging into Wolfram and Hart"s real estate acquisitions."

Wesley: "Not just primary holdings, but subsidiary as well."
Angel: "She"d want something with a view. Darla always loved something with a view."

Master: "Angelus - the Latinate for Angel. It"s marvelous."
Darla: "His name would already be legend in his home village - had he left anyone alive there to tell the tale."
Master: "Ah, you had a nice trip. I"m so glad."

Darla: "On the way back we cut a bloody swath through South Wales and northern England. He was magnificent."
Angelus: "Hmm, Yorkshire men - tough as leather. So, Darla here tells me you"re some sort of Master."

Darla: "The* Master. He commands out order."
Master: "*The order of Aurelius. We are the select - the elite."
Angelus: "And you live in the sewers, do you?"
Master: "We live below, giving tribute to the old ones. Awaiting that promised day when we will arise -Arise! - and lay *waste* to the world above us."

Angelus: "Why"d you want to do that?"
Master: "Huh?"
Angelus: "Well, I mean, have you *been* above lately? It"s quite nice. Me - I could never live in a rat infested stink hole - like this, if you"ll pardon me for saying so. I got to have myself a proper bed or I"m a terror. Isn"t that right love?"

Darla: "He"s young."
Angelus: "And this one, down in the goose feathers, and the finest silks and linens and a view she"s always got to have the view don"t you, my lamb?."

Darla: "We fed very recently. The blood is still hot in his veins."
Angelus: "You noticed that, did you?"
Master: "We stalk the surface to feed and grow our ranks. We do not live amongst the human pestilence!"
Angelus: "I"ll be honest, you really couldn"t with that face, now could you?"

Darla: "Angelus!"
Angelus: "It"s not stuck like that now is it?"

Darla: "The Master has grown past the curse of human features."
Angelus: "I"m not gonna get a bat-nose like that, huh? Am I?"
Master: "Very few vampires are cunning enough to have lived as long as I have - which you"ve now demonstrated."

Angelus: "Naples, you and me Darla. What do you say?"
Darla: "Angelus..."
Angelus: "This is no place for you - bound to the likes of him."
Master: "You should show the proper respect."
Angelus: "You belong by my side - out in the world - feeding as we like - taking what we need. I"ll give you that view you crave, darling. I"ll give you everything."

"Tell the truth - whose face do you want to look at for eternity? His - or mine?"
Master: "You idiot. I *made* her."
"You"re leaving with the stallion, aren"t you?"
"No. Let them go. He won"t last. I give it a century - tops."
Angel: "Darla, Anglo-Saxon derivation, meaning "dear one" - huh, didn"t come into common usage until more than a 100 years after she was born. He must have given it to her. - I didn"t even know her real name. Any luck?"
Wesley: "No yet, no. Working on it."
Angel: "Something will come up."
Wesley: "Yes. That"s my fear. - Angel, you must admit that your record when it comes to Darla has been - spotty at best."

Angel: "I killed her Wesley. - And she came back. - They brought her back and now I need to know why. I mean why like this? Why human?"
Wesley: "Perhaps human was the only way Wolfram and Hart could bring her back and hope to control her with any degree of success. - Angel, I don"t supposed it occurred to you that *this* might be why they brought her back? You have all your attention focused on finding this one woman."

Angel: "So you think Wolfram and Hart went to all this trouble just to keep me distracted? Take me out of the game?"

Wesley: "It is possible. And if that"s the case..."
Angel: "It"s working."
Lindsey: "You hungry? I can run down the hall and grab some sandwiches from the vending machine if you want. It"s not exactly gourmet cuisine, but..."
Holland: "Lindsey."
Lindsey: "Holland."
Holland: "Darla. How are you?"
Darla: "I"m fine, Holland. Good to see you."

Holland: "Always a pleasure. Lindsey, a word. You"ll excuse us." .
Lindsey: "I"ll be right outside."
Holland: "I thought we were *very* clear on this matter. Now that she"s made contact it"s not - prudent to have her on the premises."

Lindsey: "I know. I just... I didn"t feel I could leave her alone. - I think there may be a problem, sir. She seems to be displaying post traumatic..."

Holland: "She"s cracking up."
Lindsey: "No. I wouldn"t say that."
Holland: "She is way ahead of schedule."
Lindsey: "What?"
Holland: "We"ll have to accelerate matters. But, I think we"re ready. Lindsey, you did the right thing. Good work. Don"t let her leave the building. Oh, and letter openers, staple guns, even ball point pens, anything with a sharp edge, you may want to remove so sorts of items from your office. Just in case."

Darla: "So beautiful. Not a blemish, not a freckle. Perhaps we should have preserved that beauty for eternity."
Angelus: "Still he won"t now age."
Darla: "No, but he"ll rot. Seems a pity."
Dru: "I could hop into him, like I did the ocean."
Darla: "Of course you could."
Dru: "I"m full and warm - yet all alone."

Angelus: "That"s not true, precious. You"ve got us."
Dru: "Not in the least. You won"t even have me just a little bit."
Darla: "All you have to do is ask."

Dru: "No. He"s head"s too full of you, grandmother."
Darla: "Stop calling me that."
Dru: "Don"t be cross. I could be your mummy."
Angelus: "Well, if you"re lonely, Dru, why don"t you make yourself a playmate?"

Dru: "I could. I could pick the wisest and bravest knight in all the land - and make him mine forever with a kiss."

William: "You - watch where you"re going!"
Darla: "Or you could just take the first drooling idiot that comes along."

Angelus: "You think she"ll find a good one?"

Darla: "I found you."
Angel: "Based on *this* we think that the search is over? The property is owned by Wolfram and Hart?"
Wesley: "Annapolis Olive Oil Import Export, a corporate client of Wolfram and Hart."

Angel: "That"s pretty slim."
Cordy: "It has a view."
Angel: "That"s not enough."
Cordy: "And Berber carpeting."
Angel: "Nah, we need to narrow it down further. Keep looking."
Cordy: "And my sister is living in unit 319."
Angel: "You don"t have a sister."
Cordy: "Sure I do. My older - way older - like 400 years older - blonde sister Darla, no last name.
I"ve been desperately trying to find her because - mom and dad are in the coma. Sue, the property manager was - very helpful. She even cried."

Angel: "Let"s go."
Wesley: "Perhaps it would be best if you let me contact Gunn and he and I can check this out. We could do the reconnaissance, give you a full report and we can *all* decide how to proceed - as a team."

Cordy: "Probably a good idea - since it"s 1 o"clock in the afternoon and that address is in Sun Valley."
Angel: "Right. Sun."
Cordy: "Actually I was thinking Valley. I mean why go *there* if you don"t have to."

Lindsey: "Darla."
Darla: "Say that again?"
Lindsey: "I just - ah, - I said your name - Darla."
Darla: "It sounds so odd, doesn"t it?"
Lindsey: "I don"t know what you mean."
Darla: "It wasn"t my name when I was human. - The first time when I was human, I mean."

Lindsey: "What was your name?"
Darla: "Hmm - I don"t remember. I"m not her, whoever she was. I was Darla for so long - then I wasn"t. I - I wasn"t anything. I just stopped. - He killed me. I was done. Then you brought be back."
Lindsey: "Yes."
Darla: "What did you bring back, Lindsey? What am I? Did you bring back that girl, whose name I can"t remember? - Or did you bring back something else? - The other thing."
Lindsey: "Both. - Neither. - You"re just you. Whatever that is."
Darla: "Why haven"t you kissed me? - You"ve been dying for it, haven"t you?"
Lindsey: "I didn"t know if you wanted me to."

Darla: "Why should that matter? - Do you think I ever hesitated when I wanted something? Life"s too short. Believe me, I know. - 400 years and still too short."

"Mmm, that"s how humans get what *they* want. I remember that much."
Lindsey: "Do you like it?"
Darla: "It"s nice. - But it"s not me you want to screw."
Lindsey: "What?"
Darla: "It"s him. You all think you can use me to get to Angel."

Lindsey: "Maybe."
Darla: "What am I?"
Lindsey: "I don"t know - and I don"t care."
Darla: "Now do you care?"
Lindsey: "No."
Darla: "That"s how vampires get what they want. What am I?"
Lindsey: "Darla..."
Darla: "Is that it? Am I Darla?"
Lindsey: "Yes."
Darla: "Careful. Darla would snap you in half. - Is that who I am?"
Lindsey: "I understand what you"re going through."
Darla: "No. Nobody understands. Nobody *can* understand. - I can feel this body dying, Lindsey. I can feel it decaying moment by moment. It"s being eaten away by this thing inside of it. - It"s a cancer, this soul!"

Darla: "You took him from me. You stole him away. - You gave him a soul."
Gypsy: "He must suffer - as all of his victims have suffered."
Darla: "That is no justice. Whatever pain he caused to your daughter was momentary - over in an instant - or an hour. But what you"ve done to him will force him to suffer for the rest of eternity! Remove that filthy soul so my boy might return to me."

Dru: "Angelus is gone on away. Where is he?"
Darla: "Drusilla, the camp - go on - kill things!"

Dru: "He shall be very cross if he finds we had a lovely mass slaughter without him."

Darla: "He"ll join us soon. Now do as you"re told."
Dru: "Okay."
Darla: "In that wagon is your family. Your wife and daughters will die tonight without my protection. but if you"ll do as I say, your family can live."
Spike: "What?"
Dru: "Pretty music, pretty, pretty music. They cry out for mercy. They cry out for mercy."

Darla: "Show none."
Cordy: "What happened? Did someone break in?"
Gunn: "Well, us."
Cordy: "You guys did this? Real mature!"

Wesley: "No. This is the way we found it. No evidence of a forced entry."
Gunn: "Well, not before we got there anyway."

Wesley: "It appears she did this herself."
Angel: "She smashed all the mirrors."
Cordy: "Why?"
Angel: "Isn"t it obvious?"
Wesley: "Angel, I don"t think anything is obvious."
Angel: "The weight of her soul, she"s feeling it."
Wesley: "We don"t know that for certain."
Angel: "It makes sense. She was a vampire, now she has a soul."
Cordy: "That makes sense? So why don"t you go around smashing mirrors?"
Angel: "Because I don"t have to look at *myself* in them. Look, if she"s in trouble we have to find her."
Wesley: "Angel..."
Angel: "She needs help."
Wesley: "That might very well be. It might also be what somebody would *like* you to think."
Cordy: "Angel..."
Angel: "Cordy, just take a message. So you think this is a setup."
Wesley: "We mustn"t rule it out."
Cordy: "Angel!"
Angel: "Cordy, please, I"m talking."
Cordy: "Hi Darla. He can"t talk right now. He"ll call you back once he"s found it Yeah, bye-bye."

Angel: "Darla?"
Darla: "My boy. My darling boy."
Angel: "Where are you?"
Darla: "I have question. Where was I? I don"t remember anything. It"s a great big nothing. Could it be there is no hell?"

Angel: "There is a hell. A few of them. I"ve been to one."
Darla: "I told him no one could understand, but I was wrong wasn"t I? My boy knows."

Angel: "Yeah, I know."
Darla: "You said you"d give me everything. Do you remember that? - I believed it then. I still do."
Angel: "I"ll do whatever I can."
Darla: "It"s been four centuries since I"ve had to be afraid of anything. And now I"m sick with it."
Angel: "I know."
Darla: "Angel..."
Lindsey: "Darla. What are you doing."
Darla: "Help me!"
Lindsey: "Just put down the phone."
Angel: "Darla."
Lindsey: "Hang up the phone. It"s okay."
Angel: "Darla?" "Darla!"
Lindsey: "It"s okay. All right? Just put it down."
Guard: "Mr. McDonalds, is everything okay in there?"
Lindsey: "Yes, we"re fine."
Guard: "Mr. Manners said you might need some help with her."

Lindsey: "No. - Leave."
Darla: "I have to go to him, Lindsey."
Lindsey: "Don"t say that. - Don"t say that."
Darla: "He"s the only one. He can help me."

Lindsey: "No. I can help you too."
Darla: "No. No you can"t. You don"t have it in you. - Sorry."
Guard: "Why don"t we all take a walk down to Mr. Manners office."
Lindsey: "I can handle this, alright? Go!"

Guard: "She"s not leaving the building."
Lindsey: "I said go!"
Angel: "Darla." Darla!"
Guard: "She"s not leaving the building."
Lindsey: "I said go!"
"Come on. Lets go. You"re gonna come with me."
Holland: "You not only allowed her to escape - you facilitated it."
Lindsey: "Things were confusing."
Holland: "Things are often confusing for you, aren"t they, Lindsey? - Especially, it seems, when it comes to this woman. - You allowed yourself to be ruled by your emotions."
Lindsey: "What about the guard?"
Holland: "Family"s been notified, Police have a suspect in custody. It"s handled. You"re off this project, Lindsey."

Lindsey: "I can find her!"
Holland: "You don"t have to find her. We picked her up two blocks from here."
Lindsey: "She"s safe?"
Holland: "We won"t discuss it any further."
Lindsey: "If you"re thinking about handing this project..."
Holland: "This situation has gotten too far out of control. I"m terminating the project."
Lindsey: "Terminating?"
Holland: "Go home, Lindsey. Get some rest. - We start fresh tomorrow."

Gunn: "You want me to come with you?"
Angel: "No. This is something I have to do on my own. Thanks."
Wesley: "Angel..."
Angel: "I know, Wesley, I could be walking into a trap. I get that."
Wesley: "I"m not convinced you do."
Angel: "Look, she asked for my help. I can"t turn my back."

Wesley: "No, you shouldn"t. Not for one moment. You know better than anyone what she was."
Angel: "What we were. And I also know what she"s going through. And unlike me, maybe she won"t have to go through it alone."

Cordy: "You"re not alone."
Wesley: "You may be right. She may be experiencing all of this exactly as *you* did. But Angel, you yourself wandered for a hundred years without ever seeking redemption."
Angel: "That"s right. I sought her."
"You"re so warm. You just fed."
Darla: "You found me."
Angel: "You can never resist a religious war - and you always talked about China. I just followed the bodies. You never used to be so careless."

Darla: "Maybe I wanted to be found."

Angel: "Spike and Dru?"
Darla: "They"re here. Probably out in the riots maybe starting a new one."
"I should kill you right now."

Angel: "Go ahead."
Darla: "Is that why you"ve come all this way? Too much of a coward to end your own existence, you want me to do it for you? Release that filthy soul?"

Angel: "If you"d like."
Darla: "I can still smell it, you know. And that"s not all. You reek of vermin! - Is that what you"ve been living off of?"

Angel: "Come on, huh? This should be nothing for you. Go ahead, Darla. Make sure you cut clear to the bone. Put the blade in the wall. Hmm?"
Darla: "What do you want?"
Angel: "A second chance."
Darla: "What?"
Angel: "I want things to be like they were. - You and me - together - Darla. - I miss the view."
Darla: "That"s impossible."
Angel: "It"s not impossible."
Darla: "You still have a soul."
Angel: "I"m still a vampire."
Darla: "You"re not. - Look at you. I don"t know what you are anymore."
Angel: "You know what I am. You *made* me. Darla. I"m Angelus."
Darla: "Not anymore."
Angel: "I can be again. Just give me a chance to prove it to you."
Darla: "You almost made me believe you."
Angel: "Believe it. - We can have the whirlwind back."
Darla: "We can do this."
Angel: "Yes, we can."
Darla: "We can do anything."
Angel: "Anything we like."
"Where is she?"
Lindsey: "I was..."
Angel: "No, you get just enough breath to tell me where she is. My advice? Don"t waste it."

Cordy"s: "Angel Investigations, we help the helpless. How can we help you? Hello? Hello?"
Lindsey: "I was trying to call you. They"re gonna kill her. You got to stop it. Hey, she needs you. Please."

Angel: "You"re a liar."
Lindsey: "It"s true!"
Angel: "Where?"
Lindsey: "In an abandoned bank on Figaro and Ninth. Wolfram and Hart own the property. I"m pretty sure that"s where they"re gonna take her."
Angel: "You think you"re pretty sure."
Lindsey: "I"m not exactly in the loop on this! Alright, that"s where they do this sort of stuff. It"ll be underground where the vaults used to be."
Angel: "If this is a trick, just know that I"ll be coming back for you. Hell, I just might be coming back for you anyway."
Angel: "Darla? - Darla! - Darla. - Darla?!"
Darla: "Angelus? The whirlwind, Angelus."
Darla: "Hmm, what"s over here?"
Angel: "Nothing. - Bodies. Let"s find something warm."
Darla: "Yes. Some missionaries. We"ll drain the piety right out of them."

Darla: "So, where have you two been?"
Dru: "Will I tell?"
Spike: "No need to be humble."

Dru: "My little Spike just killed himself a Slayer."
Darla: "Did you hear that?"
Angel: "Congratulations. - I guess that makes you one of us."
Spike: "Don"t be so glum, eh? The way you tell it, one Slayer snuffs another one rises. I figure, there is a new chosen one getting all chosen even as we speak. I tell you what, when and if this new bird shows up, I"ll give you first crack at it!"

Dru: "Hmm, I smell fear."
Angel: "This whole place reeks of it."
Dru: "It"s intoxicating."
Angel: "Let"s get out of here. This rebellion is starting to bore me."
Darla: "Are you with me Angel? Why aren"t you with me?"
Guy: "Sorry, lady. It"s just us."
Darla: "Where have you been?"
Angel: "Darla."
Darla: "Answer me!"
Angel: "Just out. Why?"
Darla: "Feeding?"
Angel: "Yeah."
Darla: "On vermin?"
Angel: "No."
Darla: "Don"t lie to me."
Angel: "Look I"ve killed men. You"ve seen it!"

Darla: "Rapists and murderers, thieves and scoundrels. Did you think I wouldn"t notice? - Only evildoers, that"s all you hunt now.
You swore to me. You said, if I took you back you"d prove yourself."

Angel: "And I will."
Darla: "Good. Now is your chance."
Darla: "I went back before dawn. They were still cowering there. Praying to their god for a salvation. They didn"t know that their only savior was at the waterfront - dining on rats. I won"t be made a fool, Angelus. Not by you. Not by anyone."

Angel: "I didn"t mean..."
Darla: "While Spike - Spike! - was out killing a Slayer you were saving missionaries! From me!"
Angel: "I"m sorry..."
Darla: "No. No more words. Act!"

Angel: "Darla?"
Guard: "Mr. McDonald, is everything okay in there?"
Holland: "The family"s been notified."
Lindsey: "Should we notify his family?"
Holland: "Lindsey..."
Lindsey: "You played me. You played her."
Holland: "We had to make you believe it Lindsey."
Lindsey: "Why?"
Holland: "Because she has to believe it, because Angel has to. - The Crisis needed to be real."

Lindsey: "You think now that you"ve driven her back to him she"s gonna give him that perfect moment of happiness? He"s gonna come on our side? Won"t happen. He"s noble. He"ll never take advantage of her - not in this state, not now."

Holland: "Lindsey, you don"t understand our friend at all. We know there is no prospect for physical intimacy here. - So you needn"t torture yourself."
Lindsey: "Then what do you expect him to do?"
Holland: "What he will do. What he must do. Save her soul."
Angel: "She"s gonna be okay."
Cordy: "Maybe we should get her a doctor."

Darla: "No. No doctors. Angelus."
Cordy: "Uhm. Sorry, I know you"re concussion girl and all, but around here it"s Angel - just Angel, okay?"
Angel: "Guys, do you mind? - Just give us a minute?"
Wesley: "Yeah, of course."
Gunn: "No problem."
Darla: "I thought I was dead."
Angel: "You"re not dead."
Darla: "I"m not sure how I feel about that."

Angel: "I know what you mean."
Darla: "I"m so lucky - to have someone who understands - who knows. It"s something you never had, is it?"
Angel: "It wasn"t your fault."
Darla: "No. No, but there is so much that is."

Angel: "It"s gonna be okay."
Darla: "I knew you"d help me. Now if I could only get to you. - Funny. That"s why they brought me back - to get to you. - Now I find I need you, just as I"ve always needed you. - You"ll make the pain stop, won"t you?"

Angel: "Takes time."
Darla: "Takes moments. Do it - now."

Angel: "What?"
Darla: "Make me what I was again!"

Angel: "Darla..."
Darla: "You said you"d help me!"
Angel: "I will. - I want to - but - not like this."
Darla: "Turn me back. God! I can"t bear this pounding in my chest for another instant!"

Angel: "It"s gift. - Too feel that heart beat - to know, really and for once, that you"re alive. - You"re human again, Darla. You know what that means?"
Darla: "Of course I do. It means pain and suffering - and disease and death. - Look, I released you from this world once, I gave you eternal life. Now it"s time for you to return the favor."
Angel: "Favor - is that what you think? - You think you did me a favor? - You damned me."

Darla: "Fine. Fine then, if it"s such a punishment, take out your revenge, pay me back! - Please."
Angel: "I can"t."
Darla: "What do you mean you can"t? You won"t!"
Angel: "I can"t seem to be able to uhm, I"m sorry."
Darla: "You disgust me."
Angel: "Darla, wait!"
Darla: "No! Don"t look for me again."

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