ANGEL: You sure you can do this?

LORNE: (nods, sips from a flask) Hallelujah.

(... later ...)

LORNE: (to a couple walking out the front door) Hey, I'm praisin' Jasmine. How 'bout you?

WOMAN: Yeah.

LORNE: Ha ha. OK. (claps, looks around, whispers to himself) Tonight, the role of Judas Iscariot will be played by Krevlorneswath of the Deathwok Clan. (to people) Hey, feeling the love, huh? Thank you, Jasmine. Feeling the love. (to Wesley and Gunn, who are stacking chairs) Hey, good news, my devoted darlings. Jasmine's pulling you out of stacking duty and wants to see us ASAP for a little TLC.

WESLEY: Really? I haven't sensed anything. Have you?

GUNN: No. And everything else has been feeling pretty clear.

LORNE: Tout de suite, mes amis.

(grabs a chair, revealing a band-aid on his wrist)

WESLEY: What happened to you?

LORNE: What do you mean?

WESLEY: Your wrist. You've cut it.

LORNE: Oh, that's is— (chuckles) That's a long, boring story. (waves) Come on.

(Gunn and Wesley are following Lorne down the hallway. Lorne holds open the door for them. After they go in, Lorne grabs a baseball bat from behind some boxes and follows Gunn and Wes into the room, wielding the bat. Lorne shuts the door. Sounds of people being knocked out come from the room.)

WESLEY: How did you figure it out?

FRED: It was Angel. He figured since Cordy gave birth to Jasmine, they might share a blood link as well as a mystical one.

ANGEL: We hoped Cordy's blood would have the same effect when we exposed you to it.

GUNN: Thanks for nothing.

LORNE: Yeah, you slashed this wrist, and I'm ready to do the other one myself.

WESLEY: Everything we believed...deception.

ANGEL: And how do we convince several million other people that Jasmine's message is false?

FRED: It's impossible. Even if we're able to develop a synthetic analog to the blood, there's—I mean, how do we fight something this huge and powerful?

ANGEL: I don't know yet, but what I do know is I'm not leaving this hotel without my son.

WESLEY: (stands) I'll get him. I've kidnapped him before.

(Wesley walks down the hall, frowning. Connor follows him, smiling. Wesley opens the door, Connor walks inside. Wesley follows him. )

CONNOR: (chuckles) What? (sees Fred) Hey! (Angel grabs Connor's arms) No!

ANGEL: It's gonna be OK.

FRED: You've been lied to. We all have.

ANGEL: Don't make this any harder.

CONNOR: Let go.

ANGEL: Easy.

CONNOR: Don't.

(Wes cuts Connor's chest, rubs Cordy's blood in it)

CONNOR: (winces) Aah! (growls at Angel) I'll kill you.

ANGEL: It'll pass.

LORNE: Right, 'cause Lord knows he's never tried that before.

GUNN: You're back with us now, Connor.

(Connor stops fighting back. Angel lets him go. Wesley touches Connor's face. Connor looks around at the others in the room. )

ANGEL: Sorry. The only way to make you see.

FRED: What you're feeling is normal. We're all feeling it. The sadness—it gets better after a while.

CONNOR: (softy) Jasmine.

ANGEL: You understand why we're here?

(he nods, it seems to have worked. But then he gets to the door, and yells out)

CONNOR: They're here! Come quick! They're here.

• Angel & Connor
• The Beast, the Beast's Master, Jasmine, etc

written by: Jeffrey Bell; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season4/transcripts/85_tran.php