DOYLE: So you got everyone figured out, huh?

CORDELIA: Not everyone. I mean you I don't get.

DOYLE: Me?

CORDELIA: Yeah, I mean, what's with those vision things of yours?

DOYLE: They're messages I get, you know from the higher powers, whoever they may be. You know, it's my gift!

CORDELIA: If that was my gift, I'd return it. I mean you get those headaches, and you do this bleh thing with your face.

DOYLE: What thing with my face?

CORDELIA: Plus, your visions are kind of lame. A bar? That's nice and vague! I mean they should send you one of those self-destructing tapes, you know, that come with a dossier?

DOYLE: Well, I'm sure to mention it...

BLOND GUY: Hey, you're the one handing out those cards?

CORDELIA: Do you need help?

BLOND GUY: Well, I was wondering if that is really your number. Do you mind if I ring you up some time for a date?

DOYLE: Yeah, she minds.

CORDELIA: I can handle this, ok? Yes, I mind. This is a business card. We offer our services to people in need.

BLOND GUY: Well, I might be in need of a little service. You charge by the hour?

CORDELIA: Excuse me?

DOYLE: Alright. Just everyone relax here a little bit. The lady is with me, all right?

CORDELIA: No, I'm not.

BLOND GUY: Hey, nobody is talking to you, wipe.

(...)

DOYLE: Listen, I don't want any trouble, okay?

SECOND GUY: Hey, what's the trouble.

DOYLE: No, trouble. Did I not just get through saying that we don't want any trouble? We are trouble-free, okay?

BLOND GUY: Turns out, she's a hooker and her pimp here is giving me a hard time.

CORDELIA: That's it!

DOYLE: Down, Cord...

CORDELIA: Did you hear what he just said about me?

DOYLE: Everyone just simmer down here, okay? Violence isn't going to solve a thing here. (He head-butts the blond guy) On the other hand it is kind of festive.

CORDELIA: Oh, my gosh!

CORDELIA: Oh, my god!

CORDELIA: Those two jerks started it!

BARTENDER: Not a word. Not a word! Every time with you guys. Out! Come on. Lets go!

MARCIE: Wow, are you okay?

DOYLE: Yeah, I'm fine, thanks.

(Marcie ignores him and smiles up at Angel.)

ANGEL: Yeah, ah, I'm-I'm okay. Are you okay?

MARCIE: Well, now. That's for you to find out.

ANGEL: No, I, I mean, I'd really like to know. So how do you want to do this--twenty questions?

(Kate watches Angel talk to Marcie) (Back to Angel; Marcie's laughing)

ANGEL: So--Marcie from Barstow. That doesn't even rhyme or anything.

Marcie: It's wild, us meeting over a bar fight. Isn't it great when two people make a connection?

• Cordelia & Doyle

written by: David Fury; Originally transcribed by anonymous. Edited, formatted and checked by M'lyn.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season1/transcripts/02_tran.shtml