(Angel stumbles wearlily off his private elevator into his apartment. Hears a voice coming from behind him)

WESLEY: Angel...

ANGEL: Hey, Wes.

WESLEY: You're barely on your feet. Here.

(Wes helps Angel sit down on his bed)

ANGEL: (groans) I, uh, I think... I—I think I'm sick.

WESLEY: Vampires don't get sick.

ANGEL: I don't feel right.

WESLEY: Well, that's understandable. You've got a lot on your mind. Must be hard adjusting to the new situation.

ANGEL: Situation?

WESLEY: Finally coming to grips with the truth... that you're irrelevant.

ANGEL: What?

WESLEY: It's difficult to face, I know. But things could've been much worse. Spike's arrival's actually quite fortuitous. (takes out a stake) It'll make this a lot easier.

ANGEL: Wha—what? What are you—

(Wesley stakes Angel in the chest; Angel screams)

ANGEL: Aah!

(cut to Angel snapping out of his dream, alone in his apartment)

• Angel & Wesley
• Prophetic/Mystical/Hallucinary Dreams

written by: Brent Fletcher; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x10_tran.php