FRED: Connor is new to this world, alone, probably scared.

GUNN: Yeah, he looked scared, kicking my ass.

FRED: You're right, we should have gone with Angel.

GUNN: Yeah, especially now that we know what Connor is capable - of...

(they walk through the front doors, spot Cordy and Groo lying on the lobby floor, unconscious.)

(... later ...)

GUNN: And then what?

CORDELIA: And then what nothing. Standing, talking, boom - knocked on our butts.

GUNN: You think something else came out of there?

CORDELIA: Hello? Face down. Knocked out?

FRED: I found a picture of that beast Connor killed. And uhm, it says that these things usually have a mate.

CORDELIA: Where is Lorne? He should have been back with that expert hours ago.

GUNN: Well, he said it was complicated.

FRED: There is that other expert.

CORDELIA: You know someone else who can... - Oh. I don't think Angel's gonna go for that.

GROO: (with what may well be sarcasm) Yes. We must always consider Angel. Angel is our leader. We must obey his wishes.

(Cordy looks over at Groo.)

FRED: So - We're just supposed to sit here with a fissure from a hell dimension in the middle of the lobby when we know someone who can help us?

(Fred looks from a silent Cordy to and equally silent Gunn.)

FRED: I don't think so. I'm calling him.

GUNN: Fred. No, you're not.

(Just then the door opens and Lorne, wearing a hat and trench coat walks in with a blue-haired lady, wrapped into a black cloak.)

CORDELIA: Lorne!

LORNE: Uh, sorry it took so long, kids. Mistress Meerna is a *very* difficult woman to find.

(Lorne looks around for his companion, who is no longer beside him. Cordy turns as we hear footsteps. It's Meerna coming walking down the stairs from the first floor.)

LORNE: There, you see what I mean? It's been like that all day! One of the nasty side effects of specializing in dimensional magic. What I wouldn't do for a lasso and some crazy glue.

(...)

MEERNA: I hope this pentagram wasn't some dark attempt to close the fissure.

GUNN: Ah, no, that was a dark attempt to open one. (off her look) Different one. - Long story.

FRED: So, you think you can close it, then?

MEERNA: Oh, I'm sure. That's not the worry.

FRED: You have worry?

MEERNA: How did it open in the first place? There are no portals to Quor-toth, and for good reason. It's not a place anyone should ever go.

FRED: I... If there aren't any portal's, what is it?

MEERNA: A tear in reality. Big cosmic no-no. Something punched its way through. Something I really don't wanna meet.

(Cordy lets out a shriek startling Gunn and Groo, as Meerna suddenly says Excuse me and walks out from behind them.)

MEERNA: Sorry.

(Lorne walks up to her, carrying a metal bowl.)

LORNE: Here you go. Just the way you asked.

(Meerna pulls out a pair of safety glasses and puts them on.)

LORNE: Should we leave, or get behind something?

MEERNA: Nah. It's pretty routine. Just sometimes I get a little schmutz in my eye.

(begins to chant)

MEERNA: Forras. A ka ul do. In tempor lyta.

(she tosses some magical cgi powder in the air, and the rift heals itself)

MEERNA: It's closed.

CORDELIA: Can you tell if anything else came through it?

MEERNA: Not sure. And I'm not sticking around to find out. Bye.

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written by: Jeffrey Bell; Original transcript anonymous. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
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