(The creepy doctor who boosted Gunn's knowledge is washing blood off of his surgical instruments.)

DOCTOR: (to himself) Always messy when you have to open 'em up. That's why I prefer the less invasive procedures. Never got used to the sight of blood. Ugh. Still makes me nauseous.

GUNN: (arriving) Then this is gonna be an uncomfortable conversation.

DOCTOR: I'm disappointed in you, Mr. Gunn. All the knowledge and deductive reasoning we've implanted in your brain. (laughs) And it's taken you this long to sniff your way back to me?

GUNN: I've been a little preoccupied.

DOCTOR: (smiles)Ah, yes. Miss Burkle. How is she—?

(Gunn cuts the doctor off, grabbing him and pushing him violently into the patient's chair)

GUNN: You wanna get real straight with me real fast.

DOCTOR: (smiles nervously) Of course. Customer's always right.

GUNN: Everything you know, or there won't be enough of you left to stitch back together, Frankenstein.

DOCTOR: The sarcophagus contains the essence of an old one, a race of ancient demons dead and buried for millions of years in a place called the Deeper Well.

GUNN: Not hearing anything I don't already know.

DOCTOR: Why do you think I'm telling you?

(Gunn punches the doctor in the stomach)

GUNN: How do we bring Fred back? How?!

DOCTOR: You can't.

GUNN: I don't believe that. You know a way. You have to.

DOCTOR: Get the sarcophagus released from customs in exchange for making your cerebral alterations permanent. That was the bargain and the extent of my involvement.

GUNN: Then take it back. Everything you put in my head, the law, all the knowledge, take it back. Everything. (crying) Take more, leave me a vegetable. I don't care. Just bring her back. Please... bring her back.

DOCTOR: There's nothing left to bring back. Miss Burkle's soul was consumed by the fires of resurrection. Everything she was is gone. Forever. For better or worse, you made a deal, Mr. Gunn. I suggest you learn to live with it.

(Suddenly, someone knocks the doctor down with something blunt. It's Wes. And he's got a shotgun.)

WESLEY: (menacing) Is there something you'd like to tell me, Charles?

(fade to black. commercial. resume)

WESLEY: Knox was in contact with a doctor. But you already know that, don't you?

GUNN: (trying to cover) Yeah, one of my sources—

WESLEY: Don't. What he said... about Fred, about her soul, is it true? What did you do, Charles?

GUNN: (softly) It was just a piece of paper. I was losing it. Everything they put in my head, everything that made me different. Special. And he could fix it. Make it permanent. So I signed a piece of paper. It was a custom's release form. I didn't think anyone would get hurt.

WESLEY: Nothing from Wolfram & Hart is ever free. You knew that.

GUNN: I couldn't go back... to being just the muscle. I—I didn't think it would be one of us. I didn't think it would be Fred.

WESLEY: I understand not wanting to go back, not wanting to be who we were. I understand it. And I can forgive it.

(he puts the gun down on a table covered with medical instruments)

WESLEY: But you knew what was happening to her. You knew who was responsible and you didn't say anything. You let her die.

(suddenly, he picks up a scalpel from the table and thrusts it into Gunn's gut)

WESLEY: I'm less forgiving about that.

(Gunn coughs and looks up at Wes, who's looking him straight in the eyes.)

• Gunn & Fred
• Gunn's instant lawyerhood
• Wesley & Gunn

written by: Stephen S. DeKnight; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x16_tran.php