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come wander through the BuffyVerse...| Cordy: You're nobody, Angelus. Just a disease. from Soulless (Season 4) |
ANGELUS: Here I thought you'd be halfway to Georgia by now.
CORDELIA: I told you I'd be back. I'm back.
ANGELUS: How'd the little field trip turn out? Priestesses still feisty?
CORDELIA: We found a little boy, his sister, mom, dad, grandma—all dead.
ANGELUS: Oh, God. I'm always missing the fun stuff.
CORDELIA: The Beast butchered them.
ANGELUS: So? Did you bring me back a souvenir? Maybe a stray baby toe? Come on, Cordy. Where's your sense of humor?
CORDELIA: Guess I lost it.
ANGELUS: Well, don't blame me for our little debacle. I told you everything I know.
CORDELIA: Too late.
ANGELUS: And who's fault is that? Doesn't matter. I showed you mine. Now it's time to show me yours.
CORDELIA: The deal was: you give us information, we save the world, you get me. Well, world not saved.
ANGELUS: You're not thinking I'm just gonna let this go.
CORDELIA: Not seeing a whole lot of other options. With the big steel cage and all.
ANGELUS: Won't be in here forever.
CORDELIA: 'Bout another hour. Forgot to tell you the best part. We're putting your soul back.
ANGELUS: Not gonna happen.
CORDELIA: Oh, but it is. Just in time for the primo apocalypse that's coming. Too bad. I know how you love those.
ANGELUS: Been looking forward to it all day. Still am.
CORDELIA: Thing is, you're never coming back. Angel's going to make sure of that.
ANGELUS: We'll see.
CORDELIA: What you don't get, Angelus, is that you're nobody. Just a disease. And Angel can't wait to be rid of you.
ANGELUS: I think I'll start with the twins. I just love a woman with nice ripe thighs.
(he suddenly reaches out to grab Cordy, but she's a tiny bit outside his range)
CORDELIA: (not flinching) Not even close.
ANGELUS: The more you piss me off, the longer I'll keep you alive. Oh, something tells me she's a screamer.
(upstairs)
CORDELIA: OK, let's— What?
FRED: Angel's soul. It's gone.
(Pan over to show the empty safe.)
written by: Elizabeth Craft & Sarah Fain; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season4/transcripts/77_tran.php