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come wander through the BuffyVerse...| Lindsey: You spared me. Why'd you spare me, Darla? from Redefinition (Season 2) | Next Clip in Episode |
(Wolfram & Hart. Reception.)
LINDSEY: No messages? No messages, are you sure? Check... Thanks.
LILAH: You're getting the big freeze-out, too?
LINDSEY: Lilah.
LILAH: Oh, what's wrong, Lindsey? You bitter because your girlfriend didn't slit my throat?
LINDSEY: That might be overstating it. More like bummed.
LILAH: Sorry to disappoint. I take it I'm not the only one feeling the lack of empathy around here.
(A vampire and lawyer walk past.)
LINDSEY: What are you looking at?
LILAH: No phone calls, no flowers. If I were the nervous type, I'd be nervous. But as it is, I'm just pissed.
LINDSEY: What do you expect, Lilah? We're the only survivors of the massacre, it's natural that we're under suspicion.
LILAH: Yeah, you know what I don't like about suspicion? The part where they find us two weeks from now, dead in some freak accident.
LINDSEY: I did nothing wrong.
LILAH: I'm sorry, have we met? Because I work for Wolfram and Hart. Responsibility has nothing to do with it. If they are looking for a scapegoat we might as well grow horns and start eating garbage.
LINDSEY: Scapegoat. Scapegoat, Lilah?! They're the one...
(Lilah puts her hand on his chest to silence him as they pass another lawyer.)
LINDSEY: (quietly) They're the ones who wanted Drusilla brought in. I was following orders.
LILAH: And you *honestly* think that matters? Fine. Indulge your denial. Don't doubt for a minute someone's gonna pay, Lindsey, and we're the only ones left.
(They enter his office.)
LINDSEY: Not the only ones.
DARLA: Lindsey. I've missed you. Close the door. (Neither of them move) Sweetpea, if we wanted you dead, you'd have never have made it out of the wine cellar. Now close the door.
(Lindsey closes door.)
DRUSILLA: He's got cow eyes. Big and black. Moo...
LINDSEY: You spared me. Why'd you spare me, Darla?
DARLA: Do you really have to ask? Hmm. I'm in love with you.
(Darla bursts out laughing, Drusilla and Lilah join in.)
DARLA: Shut up, Lilah.
DRUSILLA: Shh!
DARLA: Well, look at you two, such pretty scars.
LINDSEY: You've put us in a difficult position, Darla.
DARLA: Hmm, have I? Smart young lawyers, hungry for their big break and whoops: boss gets eaten. Someone's got to step in. Someone promising, pretty, with questionable ethics and twelve-hundred dollar suits that look good on the six o'clock news.
LILAH: You think they'll promote him?
DARLA: (to Lilah) Or you. In any case, that's why you're here. I've decided to...keep the line of communication open between us and Wolfram and Hart.
LINDSEY: What for?
DARLA: I believe we can help each other.
LINDSEY: I don't think I understand. What is it exactly that you want, Darla?
DARLA: Power. See, Lindsey, during my stint as Wolfram and Hart's puppet, something occurred to me. I *loathe* being used. If I recall I sent you a fifteen-body-memo to that effect. We plan on being big players in this town, Dru and I. And while you can't give me what I want, you have the things I need to get it. Money. Connections.
LILAH: We're no good to you dead, Darla. The Senior Partners are looking for someone to blame for your massacre.
DARLA: But surely they wouldn't kill both of you. Seems like such a waste. Well, I guess, whoever's left standing will be our liaison.
LINDSEY: Liaison to what?
DARLA: To the world above of course. In the meantime, we'll focus on the world below.
LINDSEY: This power - that you want - does it have a target? You going after Angel?
DARLA: Don't say that! Not *everything* is about Angel, Lindsey. I just want to have some fun.
LINDSEY: Well, you see, I'm surprised. Because I thought that you would make him your top priority.
DARLA: I spent two-hundred and fifty years without Angel. You think just because I went through a little human phase I'd go all gooey?
LINDSEY: No. No, I thought you'd kill him.
DARLA: All in good time, my love. All in good time.
written by: Mere Smith; edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by Ann.. Full transcript at:
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