(At the Motel.)

GUNN: She ain't here, bro.

ANGEL: No. But she was, not long ago. (Sniffs) Scent's still fresh. A lot of fear.

GUNN: Don't envy you that particular talent. Not based on what I'm getting with just my standard issue human smeller. Man, not even for free cable, you know what I'm sayin'?

ANGEL: She chose this neighborhood for a reason.

GUNN: (looking at the door) Bro, how'd you...?

ANGEL: Oh, Motel, public accommodation. She didn't live here.

GUNN: Yeah? I wouldn't call it living, either. Hey, looks like maybe she was expecting company (Picks up Darla's cross from the dresser) in the form of you.

ANGEL: No blood. Nothing new, anyway.

GUNN: You smellin' that, too?

ANGEL: This room's seen a lot of it.

GUNN: No doubt. Big step down from her last digs, that's for sure.

ANGEL: When you're desperate - you do what you have to do.

• Darla & Angel

written by: Tim Minear & Douglas Petrie; edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by macha.. Full transcript at:
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