(MARSEILLES 1767) Angelus to Darla: you're full of surprises from Heartthrob (Season 3) | Next Clip in Episode |
(Flashback to Marseilles, 1767, a fire alarm is rining. Elisabeth and James are dancing down the street laughing, followed by a more sober Angelus and Darla.)
DARLA: Young love.
ANGELUS: Give it a century.
JAMES: A century? A mere hundred years?
ELISABETH: I would need a thousand just to sketch the perfect plane of your face.
JAMES: I would need ten thousand just to name the color of your eyes.
ANGELUS: They're green, but take your time. In fact, don't. We have a ship to catch and Holtz may not be far behind.
ELISABETH: You know neither poetry nor love, Angelus.
DARLA: He knows other things. Marvelously vile and ripping things. Didn't we eat a poet in Madrid?
ANGELUS: Troubadour.
JAMES: Everything's closed! Pity. I wanted to spend some of the Count's gold on you.
ANGELUS: We'll need it for the voyage.
ELISABETH: The Count DeLeon was a little rich for my blood. I'll be full for a week!
ANGELUS: The fire was excessive.
JAMES: Of course it was. We burned his villa to the ground!
ELISABETH: We left a mark, made a statement!
ANGELUS: Ah, a statement as in 'here, we are, Holz. Please, hunt us down.'
JAMES: Ah, who cares about Holtz?
DARLA: You would if you knew him. He's killed scores of us. Hunted Angelus and I across half of Europe. God, he follows us to Morocco, what then? The new world?
JAMES: I say we stay and fight the bastard.
ANGELUS: Yeah, but you're an idiot.
JAMES: I don't believe he's the most formidable vampire killer in the world. None lives to tell the tale and all. *You* lived to tell the tale.
ELISABETH: (to Darla) I heard he trapped you both in a barn and *you* fled, leaving him to die.
JAMES: It's not true.
ANGELUS: It's entirely true. She hit me with a shovel, wished me luck and rode off on our only horse.
DARLA: (smiling at Angelus) Life is full of surprises.
ANGELUS: (smiling back) Ah, life is boring. You're full of surprises.
DARLA: Of course when you finally did catch up with me in Vienna I had to pay for my sins, again and again.
ANGELUS: Hmm, can you even begin to fathom the things that we did? Of course not. You're in love.
written by: David Greenwalt; modified from the shooting script to match telivised version by me. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/a45heartthrob2.html