(Connor bursts in, sword in hand, through the door of Marissa's lair. )

GUNN: Or we can do it the loud way.

FRED: Doesn't matter. Looks like she's out.

GUNN: Man, this is just nasty. I don't know how people live like this.

FRED: Helps to be dead.

GUNN: Yeah, one more reason to stay pink and rosy.

FRED: Word. So, what do you think? From the smell I'm guessing she still lives here. Should we wait for her to come back, or...

CONNOR: No. We won't have to.

(Marissa attacks, Connor gets a knife to her throat)

FRED: Marissa, stop! We just wanna talk.

MARISSA: I don't know anything.

GUNN: You psychic?

MARISSA: No.

GUNN: Then shut up and let us ask the question first.

FRED: You know the bluffs down by the beach?

MARISSA: No.

GUNN: You used to feed there.

MARISSA: Oh. Those bluffs.

GUNN: Three months ago a friend of ours went missing down there.

MARISSA: Tall, good looking, weird hair?

FRED: You saw him?

MARISSA: I see a lot of things. What do you care.

CONNOR: He's my father. If you know what...

(she punches him, manages to escape)

GUNN: You never let your guard down! How many times do...

(Connor launches himself after Marissa out the window.)

FRED: Connor!

GUNN: If he ain't dead I'm agonna kill him.

(Connor tracks Marissa down)

CONNOR: What did you see?

MARISSA: Look, whatever I saw, whatever I didn't see, doesn't matter, okay? (Morphs into her human face and smiles at him) Come on, handsome. It'll be our little secret.

(Connor pulls out a stake and dusts her.)

GUNN: (offscreen) Connor!

(Connor quickly rips his shirtsleeve then scores his arm using the stake.)

GUNN: (arriving) Connor!

FRED: Are you alright?

GUNN: Where is she?

CONNOR: She attacked me. I had no choice.

GUNN: Maybe you would have if you weren't always running off, playing hero! Do you know what you just did?!

(he takes off angrilly)

FRED: Connor!

GUNN: Three months of this and he dusts our only lead!

FRED: You know how much he wants to find Angel. How do you think *he* feels?

GUNN: How am I supposed to know? It's not like he talks to me.

FRED: After everything he's gone through, you need to be a little more patient, Charles. He's just a boy.

GUNN: You sure about that? Offspring of two vampires. Last time I checked that's not supposed to happen. And - jumping off a six-story without busting your coconut kind of sways me to the side of 'not just a boy'. I mean, come on, Fred. His nickname back in Quortoth was the destroyer. And unless you put Conan in front of that, I'm guessing it's not a good sign.

FRED: He's Angel's son. That's all that matters.

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