CORDELIA: Hi.

(Fred screams and jumps up from the bench.)

FRED: Ah, oh, you-you startled me!

CORDELIA: I'm sorry.

FRED: No. No, it's my fault. I'm sorry, okay?

CORDELIA: Yeah.

FRED: (leaving) Well, I'll get out of your way.

CORDELIA: No, Fred I want you to stay! Stay. Actually I - I was hoping we could - you know, talk?

FRED: (sitting down) Well, yeah, of course.

(They sit there. Cordy takes a deep breath, clears her throat, takes another deep breath.)

FRED: Did you mean now?

CORDELIA: Yes! Yes. I'm sorry. It's just I feel a little awkward. Angel wants you to get out.

FRED: Oh, I see. - Okay. No, I understand. I only have a few things to pack. It won't take long.

CORDELIA: No, Fred! That's not what I meant. Out, into the real world, you know, just for an evening or something.

FRED: (smiles) Oh! Oh? (worried) Oh...

CORDELIA: Well, not by yourself or anything. What if I... - What if *we* went out together?

FRED: Well - I suppose I would be okay if I was with you, right?

CORDELIA: Sure!

FRED: I mean, that'd be safe, right?

CORDELIA: Of course it would.

FRED: No one would even bother to look at me twice with you around!

CORDELIA: Exactly. - Ah. No. - Now, that's just not true! People *will* notice you!

FRED: (worried) They will?

CORDELIA: Yes! And you know why? - Because you'll be standing on a stage in the white-hot spotlight.

FRED: I will?

(Cordy grins at her and nods.)

FRED: Oh.

• Angel & Fred
• Fred's Pylea-induced craziness

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