ANGEL: Anything coming?

CORDELIA: Uhm... Okay. Let's take it from the middle. (prefunctory) I want you to undress me.

ANGEL: You want me to have sex now with you here.

CORDELIA: Yes, but I'm scared.

ANGEL: But you're afraid.

CORDELIA: And afraid. What if we-he! - finds us?

(Angel awkwardly pulls her closer.)

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

CORDELIA: Only good inside, blah, blah, blah...

(Cordy squints her eyes closed and leans in to give Angel a quick smooch. Then they both look around the room.)

ANGEL: Maybe it only works the one time. You know, when the energy...

(Cordy reaches up and pulls Angel into a passionate kiss. The cross necklace drops from her fingers)

(...)

CORDELIA: This is wrong.

ANGEL: Hush.

CORDELIA: You don't know him. - He has power.

ANGEL: The power to do this?

CORDELIA: Stephan, his power is unnatural. He could...

ANGEL: What? Kill us?

CORDELIA: Worse.

ANGEL: Kurskov owns the company. He doesn't own you.

CORDELIA: He doesn't know that. He thinks I'm his. That I dance for him. He is nothing but a deluded fan. He thinks I love him.

ANGEL: Come away with me. Now. Tonight. We'll disappear. Even *he* won't find us.

CORDELIA: I... - Stephan, everything I worked for is here.

ANGEL: You can still dance.

CORDELIA: Can I? I don't... Not yet. - Maybe when we're...

ANGEL: Don't. Don't make promises.

CORDELIA: Help me. - Help me be not afraid.

(She sinks back onto the lounge and Angel goes back to kissing her neck.)

(...)

CORDELIA: Oh, no. (sits up) Oh, no!

(Angel straightens up just in time to get knocked to the floor by one of the director's minions. Cordy peeks over the back of the lounge and watches as the minion, wearing a gray 'comedy mask' hits Angel across the chin with a hard right.)

CORDELIA: Oh, thank god!

(Cordy, pulling the straps of her dress up onto her shoulders)

CORDELIA: Okay. So. Good. They were probably interrupted by this Count Kurskov, or his lackeys, right? So we're done with the...

(Cordy throws up her hands to shield herself as Angel charges at her. Cordy lets out a scream as Angel launches himself over her, tackling the minion set to attack Cordy from behind.)

(...)

CORDELIA: A little help!

(The 'tragedy' minion pulls out a stiletto and stabs Angel through the heart with it.)

ANGEL: Thank you.

(Angel pulls out the stiletto, stabs one minion and throws the stilleto at the minion menacing Cordelia, killing it)

ANGEL: You alright?

CORDELIA: Yeah. We gotta move.

ANGEL: You think they're not dead?

CORDELIA: You just looked *really* hot doing that.

ANGEL: Oh.

CORDELIA: Yeah.

ANGEL: Run.

• 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: