DRUSILLA: That's not a fitting gift at all for our newborn grandmummy. (Angel tries to get up, she hits him.) I saw you coming, my lovely. The moon showed me. It told me to come into the twentieth century.

ANGEL: It's the Twenty-first century, Drusilla.

DRUSILLA: Hmm, I'm still lagging.

(Darla rises, grasps Angel by the throat.)

DRUSILLA: Now everybody's home ... Baby's up from her little nap.

(Angel tries repeatedly to stake Darla, while Drusilla defends her. Then Darla throws Angel across the room.)

DRUSILLA: Grandmum.

(They all crash through the greenhouse glass, and end up on the roof outside. Angel goes yet again to stake Darla, but hesitates.)

DARLA: Angel?

(She steps off the edge of the roof, falling 4-5 stories and vanishing. Drusilla also vanishes.)

• Angel(us) & Drusilla
• Darla & Angel
• Darla & Drusilla
• Vampire Lore

written by: Tim Minear & Shawn Ryan; Original transcript anonymous. Edited & formatted for this site by Sylvia.. Full transcript at:
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