WESLEY: Any luck locating Wilson?

ANGEL: Not yet. But I did find Cordelia's friend Serina. She's a victim, too. As big as Cordelia. Wilson's rich buddies are in on it. Four of them, maybe more. I don't know how many women they've impregnated.

WESLEY: And it's worse than you know. The ultra sound results. Seven heartbeats, at least, maybe more. And with multiple pregnancies...

ANGEL: Someone's raising an army.

WESLEY: An army of what?

ANGEL: Good question. We need to find the demon fathers.

(Angel looks in yellow pages.)

WESLEY: Gun clubs? Guns can kill them? Well, I say, that makes it easier.

ANGEL: Serina said Wilson and his buddies hang out at some private gun club. Guns and cigars. She doesn't know where exactly. While I find them you should be narrowing down the species. Maybe we can figure out a way to terminate this without hurting her.

WESLEY: And if we can't?

ANGEL: Then we'll need to know what to do once they're born.

WESLEY: Yes, well, it mustn't come to that. The odds of her even surviving are...

(They walk in on Cordelia drinking a container of blood from Angel's fridge.)

ANGEL: I don't think I've ever realized just how disgusting that was. Get her back to bed.

WESLEY: Yes.

ANGEL: Maybe order her a pizza or something.

WESLEY: Good idea.

ANGEL: Uh...

CORDELIA: I was hungry.

written by: Howard Gordon; Originally transcribed by anonymous. Edited and formatted for this site by ros_fod. Checked against source by renenet and me.. Full transcript at:
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