Darla: I haven't given this baby a thing. I'm dead. It's been nourishing me. from Lullaby (Season 3) | Next Clip in Episode |
(from a rooftop, Darla looks out over L.A.)
ANGEL: You always did love a view.
DARLA: Look at it. Listen to it. Can you smell it? This world. This horrible world. Why would anyone want to bring a baby into it?
ANGEL: To make it better, maybe?
DARLA: Or to destroy it finally.
ANGEL: Why is it everyone insists on planning my son's future before he's even born?
DARLA: Alright then, how's this? It doesn't have a future. Not with me.
ANGEL: Darla...
DARLA: Angel, I can't have this baby.
ANGEL: What?
DARLA: I can't let it out. I-I can't.
ANGEL: Okay, not sure you have a lot of choice in the matter...
DARLA: Look, I know. It wants to come out. I can feel it. It's ready. It's just...I can't let it. I can't let because... because...
ANGEL: You love it.
DARLA: Completely. I love it completely. I-I-I don't think I've ever loved anything as much as this life that's inside of me.
ANGEL: Well, you've never *loved* anything, Darla.
DARLA: That's true. Four hundred years and I never did, till now. I don't know what to do.
ANGEL: Well, you-you'll do the only thing that you can do. You'll have it. You'll have it and then...
DARLA: What? We'll raise it?
ANGEL: Why not?
DARLA: It's impossible.
ANGEL: This whole thing is impossible, Darla, but it's happening.
DARLA: What do I have to offer a child, a *human* child, besides ugly death?
ANGEL: Darla.
DARLA: You know it's true.
ANGEL: No. What I do know is that you love this baby, our baby. You've bonded with it. You've spent nine months carrying it, nourishing it...
DARLA: No. No, I haven't been nourishing it. I haven't given this baby a thing. I'm dead. It's been nourishing me. These feelings that I'm having, they're not mine. They're coming from it.
ANGEL: You don't know that.
DARLA: Of course I do! We both do. Angel, I don't have a soul. It does. And right now that soul is inside of me, but soon, it won't be and then...
ANGEL: Darla...
DARLA: I won't be able to love it. I won't even be able to remember that I loved it. (Starts to cry) I want to remember.
ANGEL: (holding her) Shh...
(...)
DARLA: You won't let me hurt it, will you? You'll protect it, right? From me, I mean.
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