(Angel's convertible pulls up in front of a warehouse with stacks of wooden pallets forming a labyrinth around it.)

ANGEL: You're sure this is where the Drokken came.

(Just then the Drokken appears briefly, carrying a woman, stopping to growl in their direction and disappearing into the maze.)

LANDOK: I am sure.

ANGEL: What do we do, Wesley?

WESLEY: Oh -- We don't have Gunn. Um, if it's as strong as Landok says --

ANGEL: Yeah?

WESLEY: Perhaps a diversion. I-I have some, uh, flares. Maybe the light will distract him long enough for us to be able to --

LANDOK: Enough of your words!

(Jumps out of the car and runs into the maze.)

LORNE: Patience not really a virtue with my people.

(Angel gets out of the car and walks towards the stacks, sword in hand.)

WESLEY: Angel, what are you -- What are you -- We don't have a plan.

(Landok sees the Drokken and it drops the frightened woman, charging him. He attacks it ineffectively; soon the Drokken bites him and throws him aside. Angel comes up behind it and kicks it. The two of them fight and seem evenly matched. Wesley and Lorne arrive to see Landok sitting down, his arm bleeding.)

LANDOK: Where is my sword?

LORNE: You're hurt.

LANDOK: Fetch my sword!

LORNE: You've been poisoned.

LANDOK: There is time to die *after* the Drokken is slain.

WESLEY: Poisoned?

LORNE: The Drokken's bite contains a powerful venom deadly to my people.

WESLEY: Is there an antidote?

LORNE: Only back in our world.

(The Drokken sends Angel flying through the air, then scuttles away.)

WESLEY: Are you OK?

ANGEL: Yeah. It's going after the woman.

(Angel follows the Drokken. Wesley follows with a lit flare. The Drokken jumps from stack to stack, watching them from above.)

ANGEL: (to Wesley) Go find the woman. Get her out. I'll find the Drokken.

LANDOK: Krevlornswath of the Deathwok Clan, my sword!

LORNE: Hello! Martyr complex? You can't even lift your arm for crying out loud.

ANGEL: Hey. You want food? I can be food. Pretty tasty here. (Quietly) Come on, where are you? (Louder) Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Here kitty, kitty, kitty.

WESLEY: (hears sobs) It's all right. It's all right. I'm gonna get you out of here. Don't be scared.

(The woman screams. Wesley spins around to see the Drokken, which knocks him to the ground. He fends it off with the flare, which the Drokken just bites in half. Angel rushes in, eventually killing the Drokken by throwing his sword through its neck.)

ANGEL: That was fun.

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