Sahjahn to Connor: These prophecies are turning out to be pretty overrated. I gotta tell you, kid, you're making a good case for the whole concept of free will.
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CONNOR: This place smells like a retirement home.

VAIL: Welcome. I've been waiting for you.

CONNOR: Oh, lord. Look at him.

ANGEL: (to Connor) Shh! (to Vail) Listen, Vail, we won't be staying long.

(Connor cuts off Angel and stands fearlessly up in Vail's face)

CONNOR: Here's how it works. I kill this Sahjahn thing, and we walk. You come near my family again, and I'll slit your throat. (thinks, then adds) And if that doesn't kill ya, I'll chop your whole head off. And if that doesn't work, I'll--I'll just keep... stabbing you till you bleed to death. Understand?

VAIL: (nods gravely, hiding amusement) I do.

CONNOR: Good. So...where is he?

VAIL: Right through there.

CONNOR: OK. (to Angel) See you later.

(walks toward the next room. Angel scoots after him with last minute advice)

ANGEL: Listen, he's gonna talk to you. Don't let him distract you.

CONNOR: I won't.

ANGEL: Even if he's on the ground, do not take your eyes off him.

CONNOR: OK.

ANGEL: Whatever you do, do not--

CONNOR: Dude, you're starting to freak me out.

ANGEL: Right. Sorry.

(Connor starts to walk toward the room, but Angel grabs his arm)

ANGEL: Oh...

(straightens Connor's shirt collar)

ANGEL: Sorry. Go get him.

(Angel steps back as Connor walks into the next room)

ANGEL: I'll be right over here.

(Connor walks up to the table in the adjacent room and notices an assortment of axes and an urn on the table. He walks around the table, taking it all in. )

CONNOR: What am I suppose--

(when he turns to pose this question to Vail, Connor sees that a wall has appeared between him and the other room)

CONNOR: OK.

(Angel and Vail are standing right outside the room Connor's in. They can see what's happening in the room, but Connor can't see them.)

VAIL: (to Angel) He can't see us anymore.

ANGEL: Why not?

VAIL: I can't risk Sahjahn getting loose. He has a nasty habit of trying to kill me. But don't worry. Your boy is very brave. I'm sure he'll do you proud.

CONNOR: (eyeing the urn) Open sesame. Or whatever.

(Connor takes the top off of the urn, and silvery smoke emanates from it, assembling nearby, forming Sahjahn. )

SAHJAHN: Thank you, mortal, for releasing me from my cursed prison. In gratitude, I grant you 3 wishes.

CONNOR: Really?

SAHJAHN: Nah. I'm just messing with you.

CONNOR: Oh.

SAHJAHN: (chuckles) I do appreciate it, though. Ahh... that urn wasn't exactly a day at the spa. I owe you one.

CONNOR: Right. Well, before you start trying to kiss me, I should probably tell ya... you and I, we're, uh...supposed to fight.

SAHJAHN: Is that right?

CONNOR: Yeah.

SAHJAHN: Now, why would you want-- (realizes) Ah... you're him.

CONNOR: Yeah. I'm me. Hi. You can take a moment, if you want. (points to the table) There's some weapons and stuff over here if you think you'll need them.

SAHJAHN: Thanks.

ANGEL: No, he's talking to him. Why is he talking to him? I told him not to talk to him.

SAHJAHN: Been a while since we've seen each other. How'd Quor-Toth work out for you, anyway?

CONNOR: Uh...worked out great. Thanks for asking.

SAHJAHN: You know, I've had a long time to plan for this moment. I figured you'd be a lot more... intimidating.

CONNOR: Yeah. Well... I figured I was going to Tony Roma's with my folks tonight, but... I'm here. Learn to cope.

SAHJAHN: I'll work on it.

(with a sudden punch, Connor's down. Angel tries to intervene, but a barrier keeps him out)

VAIL: (to Angel) Sorry. Not your fight.

CONNOR: Ow! God, that really hurt!

SAHJAHN: Did it?

CONNOR: Yeah!

SAHJAHN: I'm sorry. You need to call a time out?

CONNOR: No. I'm all right.

(they start to fight. Connor manages to duck a few times)

ANGEL: (to Vail) Open the doorway. Right now.

VAIL: (holding the glowing yellow glass cube in his hand) Or you'll what? Relax. Your son has to grow up sooner or later. Sit back and watch his future unfold. There's no need to bring back the past if we don't have to.

(meanwhile, Connor's not doing so well)

SAHJAHN: You know...I went through a lot of trouble to get rid of you. What a colossal waste of time that turned out to be.

(kicks Connor in the ribs, sending him flying across the room)

ANGEL: (turns to Vail) Open it now--

(When Angel turns to face Vail, he sees that Vail is frozen in time and isn't holding the box anymore. Angel looks around the room and sees Illyria standing there beside Wesley, who's holding the glowing yellow cube now.)

WESLEY: You changed the world.

ANGEL: Wes...what are you doing?

WESLEY: You sold us out to Wolfram & Hart.

ANGEL: Be careful.

WESLEY: (RE: cube) Is this your 30 pieces of silver?

ANGEL: Wes...give me that.

(Illyria sends Angel flying)

ILLYRIA: He doesn't follow you any longer.

(meanwhile, Connor's doing even worse)

SAHJAHN: These prophecies are turning out to be pretty overrated. I gotta tell you, kid, you're making a good case for the whole concept of free will.

WESLEY: (to Angel) You changed the world.

ANGEL: He's my son, Wesley. Connor's my son.

WESLEY: (looks at Illyria) Did you trade her? Did you trade Fred for your son?

ANGEL: What?

WESLEY: Everything that's happened since we took over Wolfram & Hart, everything that's happened to-- her... Did you know? Was Fred the price?

ANGEL: No. Wes... I can explain. Just put that down.

WESLEY: Why are you so afraid of this? He said it would bring back the past. Will it undo what you've done?

ANGEL: No. It won't bring her back.

WESLEY: Let's find out.

(motions like he's going to throw the glass cube to the ground)

ANGEL: (desperately) No! Please. You have to trust me.

WESLEY: I can't. Not anymore.

(Wesley slams the glass cube into the ground. As it shatters, the cube releases an explosion of bright yellow light, sending everyone in the room back from the blast. Fade to commercial and back. Wesley's s3 & s4 memories come rushing back. Seeing his expression, Angel realizes what's happened)

ANGEL: Connor--

(Sahjahn is choking Connor, but all of a sudden, Connor flings him expertly off)

SAHJAHN: (chuckling) Lucky shot.

(Now a fair match, they scuffle for a bit before Connor wacks Sahjahn's head off with an ax)

ANGEL: Connor?

CONNOR: Whoa! You see that? I went a little hard-core there for a second. That guy made me really cranky.

ANGEL: Are you OK?

CONNOR: Yeah. I guess. I don't really like people touching my neck, you know?

ANGEL: Connor... uh...

CONNOR: Hey, can we... get outta here? I'd like to go back... see my parents. This whole fighting thing, I'm not... I'm not really sure it's for me.


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written by: Drew Goddard; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
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