CORDELIA: (staring at endless corridors) Okay. You saw the building as we drove by. Do you remember it going on forever?

ANGEL: It's clearly a spell, or a time flux, or something. I don't think we wanna be rushing in here.

CORDELIA: Well, lets get the others and talk options.

(They turn back but the door is gone)

ANGEL: Works in theory.

(...)

ANGEL: This is her dressing room.

CORDELIA: The prima ballerina.

ANGEL: It's unchanged.

CORDELIA: She would wait for him here.

ANGEL: It's warm. It's very warm.

CORDELIA: I feel it.

ANGEL: Something happened here.

CORDELIA: Angel?

ANGEL: Yeah?

CORDELIA: I want you - to undress me.

ANGEL: You what?

CORDELIA: It's just another costume. I want you to see who I really am. You're the only one who can.

ANGEL: I... - This isn't us. Cordelia, we're acting this out. Someone is...

CORDELIA: Whoa! - Did - did I actually just ask you to undress me?

ANGEL: Is that what you want?

CORDELIA: Please... I...

ANGEL: You want me to make love to you right here?

CORDELIA: You know I do.

ANGEL: But you're afraid.

CORDELIA: What if he finds us?

ANGEL: I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid of anything.

Cordy, whispering: I'm only alive when you're inside me.

(They start kissing. Commercial. Angel jerks away, burned by Cordelia's cross)

ANGEL: Ah! Cordelia.

CORDELIA: Yes.

ANGEL: I'm sorry.

CORDELIA: No. We so need to be out of here.

ANGEL: Yes.

(but instead they move back together)

CORDELIA: This isn't out of here.

ANGEL: I know. - Right.

(they sidle to the door, still in close contact. Angel tries to open the door)

CORDELIA: Open the damn door.

ANGEL: Kinda hard.

CORDELIA: Kinda noticed.

(he manages to break the lock, and they escape)

• Cordelia & Angel

written by: Joss Whedon; I typed these up myself this afternoon (2/8/02) since I couldn't find a transcript. Spell checked the next day.... Full transcript at: