(Tito's house, rap playing in background, three guys walk out)

GUY: Gunn. What are you doing here?

GUNN: I was about to ask you the same thing.

GUY: (to his buds) I-I'll catch up with you guys later.

(They leave.)

GUNN: You're supposed to be cruising the garment district.

GUY: Things were dead down there, man.

GUNN: Oh, so you figured you earned yourself a little party?

GUY: Come on, it's just a little fun.

GUNN: No, it's *you* not obeying orders. We got two men down, you want to make it a third? Get the hell back home. I've got a few things to take care of in here, then you and I are gonna have a little chat. Go!

(He goes.)

CORDELIA: Jeez, short enough leash or do you just go all warm and tingly on the whole power-trip thing?

GUNN: Some people need discipline to survive. Now when we get inside, shut up and stick close to me.

CORDELIA: Hold on there, Generalissimo. I'm not one of your toy soldiers you can just boss around!

GUNN: I don't even want you here.

CORDELIA: Too bad! I am here. And I don't take orders. Well, except from Angel, and at least he usually asks nicely. And besides I don't need you to tell me how to behave at a party. Trust me, I know how to blend!

(Cut to inside)

CORDELIA: Okay, not exactly blending. Maybe I'll just shut up and stick close to you.

VERONICA: Hey, stranger!

GUNN: Hey, girl. You looking good, Veronica.

VERONICA: I've missed you down at the store lately. Works so boring when you don't stop by.

GUNN: I've just been kind of busy, you know?

VERONICA: Who's your friend?

CORDELIA: Who me? I'm no friend. I mean I'm just here on business. I'm a working girl. - That came out wrong. - I mean, obviously I'm not a working *girl*. Not that I couldn't be if I wanted to, of course, I could. God that sounded stuck up, didn't it? I-I didn't mean to imply that I could be a working girl and you couldn't. Far from it. You'd make a great... Could you just point me to the hor d'oeuvers?

GUNN: This is Cordelia. We're looking for Desmond. You seen him?

VERONICA: Oh. He's around here somewhere.

GUNN: Ah, cool. Thanks. I'll catch up with you later.

VERONICA: You better. I don't want you forgetting about us down here.

GUNN: Never.

(Gunn greets some guys.)

CORDELIA: Are you friends with like, every, criminal in town?

GUNN: See, there you go assuming those brothers are criminals.

CORDELIA: Aren't they?

GUNN: You mean like your friend David Nabbit? You think he became a billionaire by being a good citizen?

CORDELIA: Actually he did. He made his first millions developing software that lets blind people surf the web. Plus, he set up a foundation that donates 20 million dollars a year to countless charitable causes.

GUNN: Well, you let me know when some of that coin trickles down to these parts. There he is.

CORDELIA: Who? Car-thief guy?

GUNN: One and the same. Desmond!

Desmond: G-man. Can I get you a brew?

GUNN: You can get me the '67 Plymouth you stole from my place tonight.

Desmond: What makes you think I'm the guy?

GUNN: Don't play with me and I won't play with you.

Desmond: Hey, I had no idea...

(Vamps crash the party after Gunn. They fight. Veronica is injured.)

VERONICA: What's happening?

CORDELIA: Uhm - er, you're bleeding. I'm gonna take care of you. Just try to relax, okay?

(Cordelia presses a towel against the neck wound.)

CORDELIA: Okay. Try to sit up, okay? Come on. Easy.

(The fight continues around them.)

CORDELIA: Here we go. Okay. You're gonna be okay, okay? You're gonna be okay.

(The vamps are defeated.)

CORDELIA: (to Gunn) She needs a doctor. (whispers) Now!

• Gunn's street history & old gang

written by: Shawn Ryan; Original transcript anonymous. Edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by Ann.. Full transcript at:
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