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come wander through the BuffyVerse...| Lindsey: How did you think this would end? from The Trial (Season 2) |
(Angel and Darla are sitting in her dingy motel room, Darla on the bed, Angel on a chair by the door.)
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.
(They look at each other for a moment before Darla turns away drawing a shaky breath. Angel gets up and, still limping slightly, goes to sit next to her.)
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.
(He drapes his, still burned looking, right hand around her shoulder and pulls her close as she begins to cry.)
(Suddenly the door bursts open, and a dark clad guy presses a sparking tazer against Angel's side, dropping him to the floor, while two others grab Darla. The first guy keeps tazering Angel, while a fourth tapes his hands behind his back. Lindsey walks in, grabs hold of Angel's hair and pulls his head up.)
LINDSEY: How did you think this would end?
(Drusilla, wearing a low cut red dress, glides into the room and over to where the two guys are holding Darla. Darla struggles but can't get free. Angel watches helplessly as Dru morphs into vamp face, brushes the hair away from Darla's neck and bites her. As Lindsey watches, Darla slides down onto the bed and Dru sits down next to her. Looking at Angel, Dru scratches a bloody line across her breast then picks Darla up and presses her mouth over it, holding her like a suckling babe, as Angel watches, unable to do anything.)
written by: Tim Minear & Douglas Petrie; edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by macha.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season2/transcripts/31_tran.shtml