JASMINE: There's a long road before us, and there's still much to do, but we've made a wonderful start, thanks to all of you. Your devotion and sacrifice have made a difference. (crowd thanks her) Now if you'll join the others in the banquet room, I'll be with you all shortly.

GIRL: Thank you, Jasmine.

BOY: Thank you so much.

(The small crowd of followers leaves her room as Connor brings in Wesley, Gunn, Fred, and Lorne. )

JASMINE: So much pain, suffering...must hurt so terribly.

GUNN: Don't get all gloaty. Not the worst beating we've ever taken.

JASMINE: I meant the pain you've caused yourselves—letting go of me.

LORNE: Oh, by giving up absolute tranquility and perfect happiness? No loss. Right, guys? (looks at the others) Guys?

JASMINE: I only wish it was within my power to take you back.

FRED: Nobody asked.

JASMINE: Where's Angel?

WESLEY: You're omniscient. You tell us.

(Connor punches Wesley in the face.)

JASMINE: Connor, please. I don't want to see that.

WESLEY: The creature in the sewer. You recognized it, didn't you?

JASMINE: Yes.

WESLEY: Just another one of your zealots?

JASMINE: A sentient, living being wanting what's best for his own. Is that so wrong? A few millennia ago, his world was not unlike yours. Full of hatred and fear, wars scarring its landscape.

GUNN: Until—let me guess—you came along and made it a paradise.

JASMINE: Well, as much of a paradise as one could with a bunch of insects to work with. I helped them along. Kicked their evolution up a few ticks.

LORNE: And how'd that work out for 'em?

JASMINE: It was a trial run, an early experiment to work out the bugs, so to speak. I won't make that mistake again. I know where Angel is, and I know what he's looking for. He's wasting his time.

WESLEY: If you really believed that, you'd have killed us already.

JASMINE: Patience.

PATIENCE: Yes, ma'am?

JASMINE: The news people have started to arrive. Please ask them to set up in the lobby. I'll be ready to speak with them after I've eaten.

PATIENCE: Mm-hmm. (walks out)

WESLEY: So it's time, is it?

GUNN: Time for what?

WESLEY: Too much trouble conquering a primitive dimension, wasn't it, Jasmine? Or whatever your name is. Must be nice for you that we have satellites to beam your message to the rest of the world.

JASMINE: You're not wrong.

FRED: Oh, God. Connor, you can't let her do this. She'll enslave everyone.

CONNOR: She'll bring them together.

FRED: You don't— She's not what she pretends to be! She's—

GUNN: A monster.

FRED: Yeah. Cordy's blood that we put in you, it was supposed to break the spell. Show you what she really looks like.

CONNOR: I know what she looks like. (show Jasmine with bloody, maggoty, rotting flesh) She's beautiful.

JASMINE: Gentlemen, please show our guests to their accommodations.

WESLEY: (as they're being escorted out) Save us the euphemisms. We're bargaining chips to keep Angel quiet.

CONNOR: Quiet about what?

JASMINE: Connor, this address is going to be very draining for me. While I'm feasting to build up my strength, I'm going to be out of touch with you, with everything. You'll be my eyes and ears. You understand?

CONNOR: Yeah.

JASMINE: I want you to stand guard over them, make sure they don't escape. If Angel so much as shows his face—

CONNOR: What is he looking for? Angel?

JASMINE: The unattainable.

• Connor & Jasmine
• The Beast, the Beast's Master, Jasmine, etc

written by: David Fury; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me. . Full transcript at:
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