(Black and white shot of Hyperion Hotel 1952: Two old style cars drive down the street, color slowly fades back into everything. Blend into a Bellhop opening the door of the hotel.)

MANAGER: Returned mail from 315. Mr. Ferris really must stop writing to his mother postage-due. Mrs. Miggin's breakfast from Val's liquors. Make sure she makes this one last. They've cut off her credit... And the weekly bill for 217.

BELLHOP: W-w-why me? I did it last time! Guy gives me the heebie-jeebies. Hey, how about instead of this bill I deliver an eviction notice?

MANAGER: We cannot evict residents on the grounds of the heebie-jeebies. Now, if we did, we'd have to shut down, wouldn't we?

BELLHOP: Ever look into his eyes? There's nothing there.

(Cut to: elevator arrives on the second floor. The Bellhop is nervous. Takes deep breath, knocks on the door softly.)

BELLHOP: (low voice) Hello. Bellman. Anybody home? Okay, well, I guess you've gone out, so... I'll just leave this, you know, outside your door, and you can pick it up when it's, what you call, more convenient.

(Quickly heads back to the elevator.)

BELLHOP: Come on, come on, come on.

(The door of 217 opens. It's Angel, with his hair slicked to the side.)

written by: Tim Minear; Original transcript anonymous. Edited and formatted by Ann.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season2/transcripts/24_tran.shtml