GWEN: Angel, get up.

GUNN: Cordy. Cordy, come on. Snap out of it.

ANGEL: Please, I'm awake.

GWEN: What the hell are you doing, falling asleep on watch?

ANGEL: (groggily) I wasn't...

CORDELIA: What's happening?

ANGEL: ...asleep. (comes to, stands, panicked) Manny!

(Angel goes to the panic room, followed by Gwen, Gunn, and Cordelia. Jaws agape, they stare at the walls and floor that are covered in blood.)

ANGEL: It got him.

CORDELIA: Ugh. You think?

(...)

GWEN: So, was that one of Manny's powers—extra blood and guts? 'Cause I mean that's—that's a lot of blood and guts in there. No way all that Stephen King came out of a normal guy.

ANGEL: It was the Beast. It was looking for something Manny had.

GUNN: How do you know?

ANGEL: (holds up Manny's hat, which has a huge hole in the top) Oh, it emptied out his head to find it.

GWEN: Wait. Manny said he was an orb-keeper, right? Maybe he kept an orb.

CORDELIA: In his head?

GWEN: Where do you keep yours?

ANGEL: Hold on a second. She's right.

CORDELIA: Of course.

ANGEL: Semkhet—the demon in the cave. You said someone already pulled out the toy surprise.

GWEN: Did I?

ANGEL: The Beast is pulling something out of these totems.

GUNN: (to Gwen) And you knew that.

ANGEL: (walks up to Gwen) Something you're not telling me, Gwen?

GWEN: All right. My client—the Beast grabbed something out of him too. A little, metal boxy thing.

CORDELIA: And you neglected to mention this fact?

GWEN: I don't know. I thought the box might be worth something. Look, the apocalypse was coming, there was a giant killer demon. I panicked. And, oh, by the way, I'm still a thief, and as a rule we don't share information.

GUNN: OK, what about this cave demon? You think the Big Ugly went treasure hunting inside of him?

ANGEL: It's definitely possible.

CORDELIA: Yes. But what's impossible is thinking that somehow, someway, the Beast found where we were hiding, spiked the drinks we made ourselves, snuck through this unreasonably large apartment on the tippie-toes of his cloven feet right up to the vault and killed poor Manny, unseen and unheard. (glares at Gwen)

GUNN: Maybe whoever did it didn't have cloven feet. The answer is among you. I can't be the only one thinking it.

CORDELIA: Don't be ridiculous. Connor doesn't even know where we are.

ANGEL: You didn't call him?

CORDELIA: He doesn't have a phone. I can't believe you'd even consider—

GUNN: Even if she didn't call him, last time I checked, that boy could track anybody anywhere.

ANGEL: But I'd know if he'd been here. I'd be able to smell him.

GUNN: Same way you smelled whatever it was spiking your blood?

GWEN: This is impossible.

CORDELIA: Yeah, I thought we were pretty clear on the whole impossible issue.

GWEN: Unseen and unheard. Security cameras! Got 'em in every room. We just gotta rewind the tapes.

ANGEL: OK. (to Gunn) In the mean time, call the hotel. Tell 'em about Manny. Tell 'em about the toy surprises too. See if you can find out what they're for, and how we can stop the Beast from using them.

GUNN: Angel, about Connor.

ANGEL: Check it out later, like we do every other lead. Go.

(in the security room)

CORDELIA: What's that?

GWEN: That's nothing. The tapes just go blank. It's like the electrics got cut. Lemme check the systems log.

CORDELIA: (whispering to Angel) You have to talk to him, Angel.

ANGEL: Who? Gunn? I just did.

CORDELIA: Connor, you dolt, and you know who I meant. So why push my buttons?

ANGEL: Maybe because it's nice to make you crazy for a change.

CORDELIA: You can't seriously think he did it, when there are other more liar-like suspects. (glances at Gwen)

ANGEL: Yeah, well, so-far, he's the only one's got a connection to the Beast.

GWEN: I've got the origin of the blackout. It kicked off in a small subset of the municipal A-14 grid—that's the one under this block—about ten minutes before your watch.

CORDELIA: What does that mean?

GWEN: It means that somebody knew when you were gonna take over that watch, and somebody knew who's drinks to spike. You ask me, this is an inside job.

CORDELIA: Funny how you were inside at the time.

ANGEL: Look, enough. Let's just focus on the guy trying to blot out the sun and point fingers later.

• The Beast, the Beast's Master, Jasmine, etc

written by: Mere Smith; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
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