LINWOOD: So -- SahJhan.

LILAH: Linwood.

LINWOOD: Granok demon. Not much of a handshake, what with being incorporeal and all. You didn't mention that you'd met. And with Angel, apparently. All behind my back.

LILAH: It wasn't behind your back. Everything's right here in my report. Which I was making sure would be on your desk first thing in the morning.

LINWOOD: Very considerate of you. That Angel, sure keeps us hopping, doesn't he? Having babies, meeting with you in bars.

(he pours himself a drink from her bar)

LILAH: Like I said, sir -- all right here in the report.

LINWOOD: Like cancer.

LILAH: What is?

LINWOOD: Life. My beautiful wife and I raised two and a half million tonight in the fight against cervical cancer. Tomorrow, I'll stall F.D.A. approval of Parsonal, a very promising treatment for it. Unfortunately one of our clients has a competing drug -- not nearly as good but... they're our clients. We're in a war you can never win, Lilah, full of sticky moral quandaries. The side you choose should always be mine.

(Finishes his drink. Looks at glass. )

LINDWOOD: It is better aged in an oak sherry cask. You have good taste.

LILAH : Thank you. And if it's any consolation, sir, I did have a gun to my head tonight.

LINWOOD: I know. I'm very sorry that happened. So Sahjhan opened a door to the Quor-toth and in went Holtz and baby?

LILAH: That's the long and short of it.

LINWOOD: And I know you made every effort to preserve that baby for us.

LILAH: (reminder) Gun at my head.

LINWOOD: Still, big win for Holtz.

LILAH : If you call jumping into a cesspool hell dimension a win.

LINWOOD: Well certainly not for us. Drink?

LILAH: I'm fine.

(He pours one anyway. )

LILAH: Really.

LINWOOD: I admire initiative, you wouldn't be where you are without it. So you had some meetings with Angel and a pock-marked demon. And me, out of the loop. It's not like I'm going to get my feelings all bruised and yank your mother out of that very expensive clinic you had her in. Don't worry. She's safe as a baby. Well, not the baby you lost, 'cause that one's gone to hell forever... you might want to keep me updated in the future. I look forward to that report. (heads for door) Don't stay up too late.

• Wolfram & Hart

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