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Cordy: "Don"t you think we should check on him? - He"s been in that cellar a long time."

Wesley: "I keep hearing a "chucka-chuka" sound. - What"s he doing down there?"
Cordy: "How should I know? He barely says "good morning" and "get me a glass of blood" anymore."
Wesley: "I know. He"s just so distraught about..."
Cordy: "Don"t say Darla! I"m sick and tired hearing about Darla. If I hear the name Darla one more time! And he is not distraught, he is obsessed! And I thought you were gonna be a man and talk to him about this!"

Wesley: "I was a man! I said - things."
Cordy: "Like what?"
Wesley: "Like - did he prefer milk or sugar in his tea. It"s how men talk about things in England."

Cordy: "Shh! Listen. It stopped."
Wesley: "He"s coming!"
Angel: "Hi, guys. What"s up?"
Cordy: "Nothing. - So, you were - doing your laundry?"
Angel: "Yeah. There is an old washer and dryer in the cellar. Hmm, don"t you just love it when they"re still warm from the dryer?
Wrinkle free - right, after you iron it for about 15 minutes!"

Wesley: "It"s good to see you taking a domestic tack."
Cordy: "Yeah, you seem all calm and homey. - Are you on drugs?"
Angel: "I know I"ve caused you a lot of grief about his whole Darla situation - and I apologize. Darla may never need my help. All I can do is be there for her if and when she decides to come around. - But I can"t do it for her, and I know that now."

Wesley: "We had tea."
Angel: "In the mean time, there is nothing I can do but - let go."
Gunn: "I found Darla. It wasn"t easy, but you said to keep looking and my wide ranging knowledge of L.A."s low-rent hotels finally paid off."

Cordy: "You lied to us!"
Angel: "I did. I know."
Wesley: "Why?"
Angel: "I figured you"d nag. The Royal Viking Motel."
Gunn: "Conveniently located mere steps from scenic skid row. I guess she"s not living off Wolfram and Hart no more."

Angel: "They"ll be looking for her, too."
Gunn: "What do you think they"ll do if they find her?"
Angel: "Well, lets get there first and not find out."
Cordy: "Listen up, Mister! If you expect us to go with you on some wild goose chase, then guess again! We"re not going to enable you in your addiction!"

Wesley: "Didn"t we learn anything from the tea?"
Lindsey: "You"re a hard one to find."


Lindsey: "Thanks for coming in."
Darla: "Did I ever have a choice?"

Holland: "Of course. - We would never force you to do anything against your will, Darla."

Darla: "It wasn"t my will to be here in the first place. I never asked for this life."

Holland: "Well, - no one ever does. God doesn"t give us a say in these matters."

Darla: "God wasn"t there one who brought me back."
Holland: "True."
Darla: "So, what do you want me to do for you now? Go back to him? I won"t matter even if I did. There is nothing between us anymore."

Holland: "You misunderstand. We didn"t invite you here to discuss Angel."

Lindsey: "This is about you."
Holland: "You are not our prisoner, Darla. - You are, however our *moral* responsibility."
No doubt you remember very little of your first few weeks with us. - No one eve really remembers their first days of life, but that"s when these were initiated."

Darla: "Did-did you know anything about this?"
Holland: "Now, we"re prepared to deal with this situation anyway you see fit. - It"s up to you. - We just thought you should know.

Gunn: "She ain"t here, bro."
Angel: "No. But she was, not long ago. Scent"s still fresh. A lot of fear."
Gunn: "Don"t envy you that particular talent. Not based on what I"m getting with just my standard issue human smeller. Man, not even for free cable, you know what I"m sayin"?"

Angel: "She chose this neighborhood for a reason."
Gunn: "Bro, how"d you..?"
Angel: "Oh, Motel, public accommodation. She didn"t live here."
Gunn: "Yeah? I wouldn"t call it living, either. Hey, looks like maybe she was expecting company in the form of you."
Angel: "No blood. Nothing new, anyway."

Gunn: "You smellin" that, too?"
Angel: "This room"s seen a lot of it."
Gunn: "No doubt. Big step down from her last digs, that"s for sure."

Angel: "When you"re desperate - you do what you have to do."
Angelus: "This is outrages! Don"t these people know who we are?"
Darla: "I think they do. Which would explain the lynch mob. Look, we should all rest. It"ll be dawn in a few hours and she won"t last another mile, not carrying us both."

Angelus: "Right. I hate the French. We should go some place like Romania."

Darla: "In Italy you said we should go some place like France."
Angelus: "At least in Romania they really know how to treat a creature of the night."

Darla: "You were craving rich food, that"s what you said, something - French."
Angelus: "The valley seems quiet."
Darla: "I told you we lost them back in Arles. I"m sure of it."
Angelus: "This man, Holtz, how does he keep finding us?"
Darla: "Well, we stay in the best hotels, order room service, eat the waiters - people talk."

Angelus: "Holtz is no mere mortal, I tell you that."
Darla: "Of course he is. He"s just a man, a vampire hunter."
Angelus: "Yeah. Good enough to have driven us into a stinking barn like animals."
Darla: "All right then, let"s *be* animals, at least for tonight. Unless, of course, you"re too tired."
Angelus: "Shouldn"t we be keeping watch?"

Darla: "I can see the window, and we"ll hear hoof beats should anyone approach."
Angelus: "You always make the best of it, don"t you?"
Darla: "Come now you have to admit that the chase can be exhilarating especially with the proper companion."
Angelus: "Bastards!"
Darla: "That"s great. Really - very threatening."

Vampire: "It"s getting to you, isn"t it? You know, when I was a-a human, I didn"t have much luck with the women."
Darla: "Hard to believe."
Vampire: "I had kind of a skin condition. But now - it"s something about the teeth I guess. Chicks go crazy for it."
Darla: "You got girlfriends everywhere I imagine."
Vampire: "Well, mostly I just kill "em. Dump the bodies."
Darla: "That must be very lonely for you."
Vampire: "We"re a lonely sort, we - creatures of the night. Doomed to walk the earth, that kind of deal."
Darla: "Ah, how long have you been..."
Vampire: "Oh, an eternal child of the darkness? Since, ah - "92."
Darla: "19 - 92?"

Vampire: "I know. It"s hard to believe it"s already the last century."
Darla: "And in all this - time you"ve never considered making yourself a - mate?"
Vampire: "How do you mean?"
Darla: "Well, isn"t it true that some vampires choose a mortal, someone they can sire, someone who, too, can walk those lonely nights, hunting with them, feeding with them, joining with them?"

Vampire: "No! That"d just be weird."
Darla: "Weird? - It"s mythic!"
Vampire: "No, you been reading too much Anne Rice lately! You"ve got no idea how this thing works!"
Darla: "Then teach me."
Vampire: "Oh, what, you want me to make you?"
Darla: "Why do you think I came into this bar, for the snacks?"
Vampire: "Sweetheart, in this bar, you are the snacks."
Darla: "I live nearby. We can go back to my place, you can do it there."
Vampire: "Y-you"re serious about this. So what? I make you and then you"d be like my immortal babe?"
Darla: "Yes."
Vampire: "Ah, well, that kind of sounds like commitment to me."
Darla: "Then use me for as long as you like, anyway you like, then discard me. - No strings."

Vampire: "There is an alley out back."

"How do you know I won"t just kill you here, drain you and leave your body?"
Darla: "I"ll take my chances."
Vampire: "I - I- I should probably mention that I... - I"m not real clear on how this thing works."

Darla: "What?"
Vampire: "Well, ah, I never actually did it, ah, to anybody before - and I was kind of out when it happened to me."

Darla: "I"ll walk you through it. Drink. When you feel my heart start to slow stop."

"What the hell do you think you"re doing?"
Angel: "Saving you."
Darla: "I wasn"t *in* any danger, Angelus. Believe me, I picked a stupid one. I always pick the stupid ones, didn"t you know that? - I can take care of myself."
Angel: "I didn"t mean from him. I was saving you from yourself."
Darla: "Who asked you?"
Angel: "This isn"t the answer."
Darla: "You don"t even know what the question is. Why can"t you leave me alone."

Angel: "You do this thing and I won"t be able to leave you alone, don"t you get that? I"ll never be able to leave you alone.
Next time it"ll be you on the end of this stake. - I"m sorry, but I don"t want that, not again."

Darla: "Don"t worry. I wouldn"t let it happen twice."
Angel: "Where are you going?"
Darla: "Not back in there, everyone saw me leave with the Mullet. Try something on the westside, I guess."
Angel: "Another dive, another looser?"

Darla: "What do you care?"
Angel: "This isn"t you, Darla."
Darla: "You know, just because we had a thing for 150 years, don"t presume you know me!"

Angel: "So you really want to be made by some creep in some filthy alley?"

Darla: "I wanted you to do it."
Angel: "That"ll never happen."
Darla: "So I do what I have to do. Anyway, you were made in an alley, if I recall."

Angel: "That"s not the point."
Darla: "Yeah, well, what is the point, Angelus?"
Angel: "The point is, you were undead for 400 years, you"ve only been human again for a few months. Why not give it some time."

Darla: "I don"t have time."
Angel: "You do. You"ve been given a second chance. Don"t throw that away before you have the opportunity to..."
Darla: "I"m dying."
Angel: "What?"
Darla: "Yeah. And not some time. Not later. Now. Right now. They showed me the medical files, all the tests said the same thing: I have about two months left, three at the most. So, if you"ll excuse me, I"m in sort of a hurry."

Angelus: "How many men do you supposed he has with him?"
Darla: "I can"t die. Not like this."
Angelus: "Well, we can try to flee to the hills to the south."
Darla: "We"ll never make it before the sun rises, not by foot."
Angelus: "We"ll not make it easy for "em, I can tell you that. They"re men - mortals. Between the two of us we can go out with a reputation. Even death with the right companion..."

Darla: "I hope you survive this, Angelus. If you do, maybe we meet again in Vienna."

Cordy: "Angel"s back and he has *Darla* with him!"
"Hi. You"re - planning on sleeping over?"
Darla: "I"m dying."
Cordy: "So just for the one night then."
Wesley: "Dying?"
Darla: "He doesn"t believe it."
Wesley: "Angel, what"s going on?"
Angel: "Wolfram and Hart showed her some medical files supposedly proving that she"s only got a few months left to live."

Cordy: "So maybe *more* than the one night."

Wesley: "And you believe it"s some kind of trick."
Angel: "We"re talking about Wolfram and Hart! Of course it"s a trick. They"re trying to play some kind of mind game."
Wesley: "To what end?"
Angel: "I don"t know, but we"re not gonna take the bait."
Darla: "No, you just don"t wanna believe it, that"s all."
Angel: "I don"t wanna believe anything from them."
Wesley: "It"s true. They can"t really be trusted."

Darla: "I don"t trust them, but I know a thing or two about mind games. So do you. We played them together for over a century."
Cordy: "Yes, but you were just soulless bloodsucking demons, they"re lawyers."

Angel: "She"s right. We were amateurs."
Darla: "And if you"re wrong?"
Angel: "I"m not. And I"m gonna prove it to you. Can you guys just watch over her for a while? I"ll be back soon."
Wesley: "Of course."
Cordy: "Don"t worry about a thing."
Angel: "Thanks."
Darla: "You can"t force me to stay here."

Angel: "You"re not a prisoner."
Darla: "I"ve been hearing that a lot lately."

Angel: "Just give me a chance. - Okay?"
Cordy: "So, first up - you"re a prisoner."
Wesley: "I"d have to concur with that, yes."
Cordy: "See, you"ve got our friend - all - in knots."
Wesley: "Can"t say we like you much."

Cordy: "So, sorry about the dying, but if you try to escape - we *will* hit you."

Wesley: "On the head."
Cordy: "With very large and heavy objects. - Okay?"
Angel: "I may not be able to come in, Lindsey, but..."
Lindsey: "Wipe your feet."
Angel: "What?"
Lindsey: "Wipe your feet. You can come in."
"Jeez. I invite you in already."
"Does it really look like you have to throttle me for information?"

Angel: "Need to?"
Lindsey: "Yes, she"s dying. Yes, those medical reports you saw are real. You want a second opinion? Here.
How about a third? Hmm? How about a thenth? I used every connection Wolfram and Hart had. That"s my own personal doctor. They all say the same thing: syphilitic heart condition - terminal.
Looks like our Darla was a working girl in the New World. Syphilis was what she was dying from when she was human. - Now she"s human again. Kind of picking up where she left off. Of course, today something like that could be cleared up with a few antibiotics - if you catch it in time. We"re about a month and - what? 400 years too late?"

Angel: "So you didn"t believe them either. - So it"s true."
Lindsey: "I had to be sure."
Angel: "Why?"
Lindsey: "Why? Because I don"t want her to die anymore than you do."
Angel: "Do you love her, Lindsey? Is that what this is? Heh - look at you. A few short months with her and you go all schoolboy. I was with her for *150* years."

Lindsey: "But you never loved her."
Angel: "I wasn"t capable of it and neither are you."
Lindsey: "Maybe not. - But I"d save her if I could. And you can. And you won"t.
So you got а choice pal:
waste the last two months of her life searching for a cure that doesn"t exist, watch her wither away and die - or you can use the only real power you got. You can make this disease go away today if you wanted to."

Angel: "By killing her again."
Lindsey: "By giving her life! Eternal life."
Angel: "And then what, Lindsey? You and her can be together? If I were to do it - if I turned her, how long do think it would be before she hunted you down and had you for breakfast? - I"ve got to say, I mean, that thought alone almost makes it worth it. But - there is another way, and I"ll find it."

Cordy: "I mean, not only is she putting *his* life at stake, but ours!
I"m sorry, but after 400 hundred years of death and destruction, seems to me, you get voted off the island. Am I right?"

"You"re back."
Wesley: "Was it - good news?"
Angel: "Just give me a minute, will you, guys?"

Darla: "Hmm, Jasmine. It blooms at night. I remember what that was like. I told you. I told you it was the truth."

Angel: "Darla...."
Darla: "No, I have to go."
Angel: "We"ll find a cure. We"ll do something."

Darla: "You"ll do something! Now, I"ve been around long enough to know when something is a lost cause - unless..."
Angel: "That"s exactly what they want us to do,
Darla. We"d be playing right into their hands."

Darla: "I don"t care. I don"t wanna die."
Angel: "I can"t give you what you want."
Darla: "It"s what I need."
Angel: "No, it"s not what you need, Darla. Really it"s not. I don"t know what you need. I wish I did."
Darla: "I don"t know either."
Angel: "No. You do. You"re the only one that could. You just can"t see it that"s all. You need a little help."

Darla: "Blow, ill wind, blow away. Let me rest today. You"re blowing me no good..."

Host: "Ooh!"
Angel: "What is that? What does that mean, ooh?"
Host: "It means "ooh, ground control to major Tom" we may not be able to save this bird."

Angel: "I"m gonna save her and you"re gonna help me."
Host: "I sense pain and anger. Are you still testy from the last time?"
Angel: "When you sent me to that swami who was dead, and his imposter tried to kill me? Why would I be testy about that?"

Host: "That was painful. I"m still reeling."

Angel: "Yeah, I feel your pain, what with him trying to kill me and all."
Host: "People try to kill *you* everyday. I"m talking about Ramone. Over heard us, betrayed me. The man was a world-class bartender. He made a sea breeze that took you to Tahiti. Mmm.
He"s off the menu now."
Angel: "Can we get back to Darla?"
Host: "If you shush up and listen to the bridge."
Darla: "You"re only misleading the sunshine I"m needing. Ain"t that a shame? It"s so hard to keep up with troubles that creep up from out of nowhere when love..."
Angel: "Aren"t you supposed to be reading her?"
Host: "I"m a channel surfer. Look, you"re a big hunk of hero sandwich. You wanna save the girl. I can see why. But you"re missing the crucial point here. Things fall apart. Not everything can be put back together, no matter how much you want it."

Angel: "She"s not gonna die."
Host: "Why do you care *so* much? She had more than most of us, already 400 plus years."

Angel: "As a vampire. Before that she was... She... She never had a chance."
Host: "Someone get my heart. That girl"s ripped it right out. - Okay, I know I"m probably going to regret this. In fact, being prescient, I"m actually sure of it. There is one way. It-it"s a bit of a quest - and - it will probably kill you."

Angel: "I"ll take it."
Host: "Alright, big fella, you asked for it. You"re about to face the hell and the high water. - Go to this address."

Angel: "What is it?"
Host: "It"s were we find out if you"re really ready to take the plunge."
Angel: "Well, here we are."
Darla: "I don"t think this is right."
Angel: "Well, he said I had to take the plunge."
Darla: "Into an empty pool?"
Angel: "Sure. "cause if you had water, you"d get all wet and miss out on all that skull crushing."
Darla: "Maybe he meant another pool."

Angel: "Something in a Koi pond. They"re very Zen. Nah, he"s must testing me. It"s that whole leap of faith thing."

Darla: "Then don"t do it. Angel, some green horned lounge singer asks you to do something and you just do it? - Why?"

Angel: "I"m either coming back with a cure - or you"re about to see something kinda funny."
Jeeves: "Well, we certainly have faith. Now we"ll test your valor."
"I shall be assisting you with the trials, sir."
Angel: "Darla. Why is she here?"
Jeeves: "You wish to save her life?"
Angel: "Yes."
Jeeves: "She is your collateral then. Should you complete all three trials, she will be made - whole."

Angel: "What happens if I don"t complete the trials?"
Jeeves: "She dies instantly. - In the mean time, Darla, you can relax with an iced beverage in our - antechamber."

Angel: "No."
Jeeves: "Oh, it"s better this way, sir. I a few moments no living thing will be safe in here."

Angel: "You can"t. Nobody said that she would..."
Jeeves: "Oh, I"m sorry if there was a misunderstanding, but *life* is the bargain here, you have place hers in the balance along with your own, of course. Anyway, you best get ready now, sir. This is no time to be dwelling on the negative."
"Your trials will consist of three separate challenges. I"ll need your shirt and shoes."

Angel: "Unarmed combat?"
Jeeves: "Well - you"ll be unarmed, yes."
Angel: "Okay. Three challenges. - What are they?"
Jeeves: "That"s for you to discover, sir. - Uhm, shoes and socks, please."
Angel: "I"m thinking you"ve seen this play before. Give me something I can work with."

Jeeves: "I"ve never given information to a challenger before."
Angel: "How many of them have asked?"
Jeeves: "Well, in theory, the first test is child"s play. Once that gate opens, all you have to do is walk through it."

Angel: "That"s it? What"s the catch?"
Jeeves: "Yes, well, uhm, that would be telling, wouldn"t it?"
Angel: "Okay, that"s one. What"s two and three?"
Jeeves: "Oh, I really wouldn"t know about the last two tests, sir. I"ve never seen anyone survive the first one. - Best of luck."

Angel: "You must be the catch."
Jeeves: "Seventeen seconds. Already twice the time most others have lasted."

Darla: "Call this off."
Jeeves: "Impossible. Once the tests have started they can"t be stopped."
Darla: "I need to see what"s happening - now."

Jeeves: "If you insist. But please remember - you did ask."
Angel: "Hey! I defeated him! Open up!"
Darla: "Is this how a guy like you gets his rocks off?"
Jeeves: "Oh, I have no feelings about this contest one way or another, miss. - Do you?"

Darla: "Why don"t you just kill him if you want him dead."
Jeeves: "We don"t *want* anything, miss. In this place, the journey is all. Where it may lead is not our concern."
Darla: "Holy Water!"
Jeeves: "He"s quite remarkable."
Darla: "Yes - he is."
Jeeves: "Well played! You fielded our strokes from end to end. My hat"s off to you, sir. Of course there is one final challenge."

Angel: "What is this?"
Jeeves: "I think you know, sir."
Angel: "Stakes? You call this a test? The only way this can work is you kill me, huh?"

Jeeves: "Exactly. You do understand - this third test has no catch, as you out it. Death is the final challenge. - We can"t restore one life without taking another. You see? In order for Darla to live, you must die."

"I apologize for any discomfort this may be causing. I really - can"t imagine the pain."

Angel: "How about we switch places and we won"t have to, huh?"

Jeeves: "Oh, my death wouldn"t balance a thing, sir. Yours on the other hand..."
Angel: "I die, Darla lives."
Jeeves: "Yes. I"m unaware of any deities the vampire worships, but if you"d like to pray now would be the time."
Darla: "Don"t do this."
Angel: "What are you waiting for?"
Jeeves: "For you, sir. I can"t proceed without your permission. You"ve earned a choice. Accept your death so she may live or..."

Angel: "Or what?!"
Jeeves: "Leave. - Refuse the challenge and walk away. No one will stop you. Our doors are all open to you. You"ve done that yourself."

Angel: "What about Darla?"
Jeeves: "Oh, she dies."
Angel: "No deal."
Jeeves: "I expected as much. A pity. I"m beginning to like you."
Angel: "Spare me."
Jeeves: "I"d very much like to. Do you mind if I ask you a question? - Isn"t the world a better place with you in it? You can save so many people. It seems - she can barely save herself."

"You know better than anyone the world can be a very bad place. Take yourself out, put her in - how long will it be before she stumbles, before she falls?"

Angel: "I don"t know."
Jeeves: "No - you don"t. Are you still ready to give her life when she can promise you - nothing?"
Angel: "Yes."
Jeeves: "As you wish."
Darla: "No."
Angel: "Do it."
Darla: "No!"
Jeeves: "Congratulations. You"ve passed the third test - by accepting death. - I"m told no one"s ever gone that far before - in terms of sacrifice. - Kudos."

Angel: "Pay up."
Jeeves: "Of course. You"re a lucky woman, and soon you"ll have your whole life ahead. - Use it wisely."
Angel: "Hey, Jeeves, unless this fortune cookie crap is some new kind of torture, what you say we get on with it, huh?"

Jeeves: "This way, miss."
Darla: "What?"
Angel: "What is it?"
Jeeves: "This is - very embarrassing."
Angel: "What is?"
Jeeves: "Not to mention unprecedented. She"s - she"s been given new life once before - by supernatural means, yes?"

Darla: "They brought me back."
Angel: "What are you saying?"
Jeeves: "I can"t help you."
Angel: "We had a bargain. She"s earned a second chance."
Jeeves: "She"s living her second chance. But you played the game magnificently. Perhaps you should have told us that she was brought to life - before this all started. I truly *am* sorry, sir. The fact of the matter is there is nothing I can do."

Darla: "Angel..."
Angel: "Maybe it would be different. - We don"t know. - Maybe, uh... because, you know, I have a soul - if-if I did bite you..."

Darla: "No."
Angel: "We don"t know what it would do to you."
Darla: "Angel, I"ve seen it now - everything you"re going through, everything you"ve gone through. - I felt it. I felt how you care. The way no one"s ever cared before - not for me. That"s all I need from you."

Angel: "That"s not enough."
Darla: "It is."
Angel: "How could the powers allow you to be brought back and dangle a second chance and take it away like this?"
Darla: "Maybe this is my second chance."

Angel: "To die?"
Darla: "Yes. To die - the way I was supposed to die in the first place."
Angel: "I"m not gonna leave you every moment you have left - I"m gonna be by your side. - You"re never gonna be alone again."

Lindsey: "How did you think this would end?"

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