DRUSILLA: I hear the sirens. They don't know if the world will be there in the morning.

LILAH: (whispers to Lindsey) Do you hear the sirens? Are-are the police coming?

LINDSEY: No. She senses what this place was built for.

HOLLAND: Ah, yes. Drusilla, you're quite right. This was originally a bomb shelter in the fifties. We had it converted. Wine has always been *my* - passion.

DRUSILLA: People - huddled together, crouching in fear.

HOLLAND: Yes, yes. I imagine that's what it would have been like in a war.

DARLA: No. Now. - She means now.

HOLLAND: Aha. (Chuckles) I guess I stepped into that one. Listen Darla, I am *sorry* that you had to suffer, but look at what's come out of it. You've been restored. You're a superior being. You can have anything you want. And there's not a person in this room who won't work round the clock - to see that you get it.

DARLA: Hmm. Gung-ho, are they? Because all I'm sensing right now is big, stinky fear.

(She smiles in Holland's face then turns to Lindsey)

DARLA: But not from you. Do you know what I'm getting from you, Lindsey? Nothing. Why aren't you afraid?

LINDSEY: I don't know.

DARLA: You could die here. Chances are you will.

LINDSEY: I know.

DARLA: And you don't care.

LINDSEY: I care. - I guess I just don't mind.

HOLLAND: (with a forced laugh) No one's going to die here. This is just a friendly get-together amongst colleagues. We're all on the same side.

DARLA: I love this room. Dru, honey, in our new digs we *have* to put in a people cellar.

• Darla & Lindsey
• Funnies
• Wolfram & Hart

written by: Tim Minear & Shawn Ryan; Original transcript anonymous. Edited & formatted for this site by Sylvia.. Full transcript at:
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