(We see Lilah in the mirrors behind the bar at the club where she met Sahjahn. She makes a clawing motion with her hand)

LILAH: Like a cat. Can't hear you. But I'm starting to feel you when you're near.

(She turns around and there is Angel standing right behind her.)

LILAH: Isn't that nice and creepy? How'd you find me?

ANGEL: Your assistant.

LILAH: I'll have his arms broken.

ANGEL: Already taken care of.

LILAH: And am I next?

ANGEL: You know, Lilah, there are so many things I could do to you. With transfusions I could keep you alive indefinitely. I do have some expertise in this area. My own son. How could you?

LILAH: It's my job.

ANGEL: Don't you ever get tired of the whole femme fatale act? (To bartender) Whiskey, straight, lots of it. (To Lilah) How about just once - you talk to me like a person?

LILAH: Look, I've been doing this a long damn time. I've had to be better, smarter, quicker than every man in Wolfram and Hart.

ANGEL: So, it's a feminist thing. (To Bartender as he sets down Angel's drink) It's on her.

LILAH: It's a survival thing. I made a lot of devil's bargains and I stuck to them. As a result, I live somewhat dangerously, and *quiet* comfortably. My mother, who no longer recognizes me, has the best room at the clinic. I get up every morning, put on my game face and do what I have to.

ANGEL: Thing about a game face, Lilah, you wear it long enough, it stops being something you can put on and take off.

LILAH: Wow. We've spent so much time and money on you. You're so pivotal to the coming cataclysm, that I sometimes forget how dense you can be. The game face - the one I worked so hard to get - I became that *years* ago. Just like you've become simpering and good from yours. You're the new poster boy for human. Thank you very much. I don't want it.

ANGEL: Hmm, speaking as one non-human to another: sorry if I hit a nerve.

LILAH: (laughs) You think you can awaken some buried spark of decency in me? Is that the way you (air quote) help your helpless? (air quote) - I'm *not* helpless. I'm glad you came along, because I was sitting here 'what's it all about' and now I know. It is all about making the rest of your eternal life miserable. (Clinks her glass to Angel's and smiles) Shall we drink to that?

SAHJAHN: You back-stabbing, traitorous bitch.

(Angel and Lilah twist around on their stools and there is Sahjhan standing behind them.)

SAHJAHN: I have a lot of work to do. I can't be in every time/space at once, and here I find you drinking with my sworn enemy.

ANGEL: Sworn enemy? Really? Have we met? Because I don't remember swearing.

LILAH: Sahjhan, he found me.

ANGEL: So - you all are in cahoots. Ethereal time-traveling demon - you're the screwball that brought Holtz back. How's that working out? He's not very fond of demons, is he?

SAHJAHN: You will learn nothing from me.

LILAH: Other than that you're his sworn enemy, who brought Holtz back, and when that didn't work out, you came to me. Idiot.

SAHJAHN: Hey! You think my life is easy? I'm jumping from one dimension to another. I don't always have sound. Sometimes it's just a visual. Saw you two sitting here all chummy.

ANGEL: So, *why* do you wanna kill me?

LILAH: He wouldn't tell me either. Not that I need a reason. I was just curious. (To Sahjhan) Did he boink your demon bride? Eat your mother? (to Angel) You really don't know who he is.

SAHJAHN: You will pay.

ANGEL: For what?

(Sahjhan only turns and disappears into thin air.)

LILAH: Well, whatever his grudge, I think you just made him madder.

• Angel & Lilah
• Troclon Prophecy, Sahjahn, etc

written by: David Greenwalt; Original transcript anonymous. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
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