ANNE: And make sure you get full names, no tags, no nicknames. I've seen at least a dozen new faces, and I don't want anyone slipping through the cracks. (Sees Kenny.) Kenny. Can I talk to you for a sec? How 've you been? We haven't seen you in a while.

KENNY: Fine. Crashing different places. You know me and shelters, man. Too many rules. Gotta have my freedom, y'know what I'm saying?

ANNE: Hm-mm. So why'd you come in last night?

KENNY: I don't know. It was cold out there. I was getting frostbit.

ANNE: It was sixty five degrees outside.

KENNY: So? I'm from Florida. Sixty five degrees is like the Arctic Circle.

ANNE: Kenny - why'd you come in?

KENNY: Cops.

ANNE: What?

KENNY: Cops. They've been hassling everybody lately. Which, hey, what else is new, right? But these guys... Last night me and Les where hanging down on thirty ninth.

ANNE: Panhandling?

KENNY: No. Washing my Mercedes. All of a sudden this cop comes up out of nowhere and just wham! Hit me so hard I thought my teeth were coming out.

ANNE: He hit you? What were you doing?

KENNY: Nothing, I swear to god. And then after he punched me he threw Les against the wall, about near broke her arm. Next thing I know he's reaching for his nightstick, so I just grabbed Les and booked.

ANNE: You mean he wasn't trying to arrest you...

KENNY: I'm telling you. He just walked up, said 'no loitering,' slugged me in the mouth, and then chased us for a couple blocks before we made it here.

ANNE: We got a big problem.

KENNY: Yeah. Good luck solving it. I mean, who you're gonna call? The cops?

ANNE: I think I know someone who might help.

(Segue to Anne and Gunn talking at the new Angel Investigations office.)

GUNN: Annie! What's up, girl? I ain't seen you in a minute. Come here! (Anne smiles back and they hug) So, what brings you to this neck of the woods?

ANNE: Well, I just thought I'd see how the other half lives (looks around) and strangely enough, it's not that different.

CORDELIA: We like to think of it as early American dilapidation. (Shakes Anne's hand.) Hi. I'm Cordelia.

ANNE: Anne.

WESLEY: Wesley Wyndham-Price. Nice to meet you.

GUNN: Anne here runs a teen shelter over on Crenshaw, not too far from my hood.

ANNE: Oh Gunn, all this time and you still remember!

GUNN: Alright, alright, I get it. But I've been busy. I've been working.

ANNE: Well, if you're not too busy, mind if I run something by you? (She tells them her problem.) ... Kenny is not the only one. I've talked to some of the others and they *all* say the same thing. No provocation, no reason, the police are just terrorizing them.

GUNN: Renegade cops. Not exactly my usual.

ANNE: Oh, that's right. You used to hunt... (Looks at Wes and Cordy.)

GUNN: Oh, it's cool. It's cool. They know what's what.

CORDELIA: What?

GUNN: I still hunt vampires, but if this job has taught me anything, it's that there's a lot worse things out there than a set of teeth.

ANNE: Like a bunch of overzealous cops beating on my kids. Speaking of which... I should really get back. The shelter's been getting jammed after sunset, and somebody's got to keep them reined in.

GUNN: I'll go with you. I don't think it's safe for you to be out there by yourself. (To Cordy and Wes) I'm gonna head over to the teen center. See if I can figure this thing out.

CORDELIA: Oh, gee, and miss out on this exciting case we're working on? (Anne looks at her) One of Wesley's wealthy acquaintances got bit by a demon.

ANNE: Are they okay?

WESLEY: Uh, for the most part.

CORDELIA: Except for where she grew another eye in the back of her head.

ANNE: Oh, that sounds... handy. What kind of demon does that?

WESLEY: That's what we're trying to figure out. Once we know we should be able to deoculate her. I mean, just the one in back.

• Gunn's street history & old gang

written by: Jim Kouf & Shawn Ryan; Original transcript anonymous. Edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by Sylvia.. Full transcript at:
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