(An old sick red demon, attached to an IV drip, sits in a palatial room. One of his body guards comes flying and lands in a heap on the form.)

VAIL: (wheezing) Did you kill all of my guards?

ANGEL: All the ones I could find.

VAIL: Mmm. I should have given them the day off. I wasn't trying to kill your son, you know. I simply needed him to understand what he is capable of.

ANGEL: How do you know about Connor?

VAIL: I built him.

(...)

VAIL: Could you help me up? I'd have one of my guards do it, but, well, you know.

(Angel helps him to his feet)

VAIL: Thank you.

(Angel rips the oxygen tubes from Vail's face, pushes him back into the chair and squeezes his throat violently)

VAIL: When Connor was 5, he got lost in a department store. He wandered off while his family was shopping. It scared the poor child nearly half to death.

ANGEL: That never happened!

VAIL: Yes... but he remembers it happening.

(Angel lets go of Vail who continues wheezing)

VAIL: He remembers screaming in the middle of the store. He remembers his mother rushing towards him. And he remembers his father sweeping him up into his arms.

ANGEL: You built his memories.

VAIL: I did. He is some of my finest work.

ANGEL: What do you want?

VAIL: I need someone dead. A demon... named Sahjahn.

ANGEL: Sahjahn.

VAIL: I believe you tussled with him before. He's a nasty little cur!

ANGEL: He's gone. I trapped him in a bottle.

VAIL: An urn...actually.

(he reveals the urn inside a cabinet)

VAIL: It's a morbid thing. Doesn't really go with my decor.

ANGEL: He's trapped. Let him rot.

VAIL: Urns tend to break. Long lost enemies tend to return. I need finality to my affairs.

(holds out his right hand, palm up; waves his left hand at it, conjuring a glowing yellow glass cube in the right hand)

VAIL: Do you know what an Orlon Window is, Angel? It's a fascinating little spell. It allows warlocks such as myself to see the past as it once was. You have to be careful with it, though. If it were to break around someone whose mind had been altered, then all his old memories would come rushing back. Careful, Angel! I gave Connor his happy life. Are you certain you can kill me... before I can take it away from him? I... built your son. I am not the sort of man you want as an enemy.

ANGEL: Fine. I'll do it. I'll kill Sahjahn.

VAIL: If it were that simple, I'd do it myself. No, the prophecy is quite clear. There is only one person who can kill Sahjahn.

ANGEL: Connor.

VAIL: So...you see our problem. I turned your son into a healthy boy. And now, I need you... to turn him back into a killer.

• Angel & Connor

written by: Drew Goddard; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x18_tran.php