(in ComaCordy's chamber)

FRED: I can't even count all the ways this is wrong.

ANGEL: It's not like she'll feel it. Right? I mean, she's—

FRED: Brain dead? The expression doesn't leave a lot to the imagination, does it?

ANGEL: Just makes what I have to do a little easier.

(Angel takes a knife out of his back pocket, kisses Cordelia's forehead.)

ANGEL: (whispers) I'm so sorry.

(Angel holds out the knife, and suddenly Cordelia's hand reaches up and grabs his wrist.)

ANGEL: Oh, my God. She's awake. Cordy? Cordelia? (holds her hand) Can you hear me? We're right here. (excited, to Fred) Did you see that? She grabbed my hand.

FRED: Angel, people in comas—sometimes their bodies just do things— Mumble words, maybe even open their eyes. Doesn't necessarily mean they're waking up.

ANGEL: But it could, right? I mean, stranger things have happened.

FRED: Like Cordelia giving birth to a beautiful ebony goddess?

ANGEL: Not the example I was looking for, but yeah.

FRED: I know. Sorry. Maybe we should get this over with.

(... later...)

FRED: Is that enough?

LORNE: (walks into the room) Any more room at the inn?

(Angel and Fred quickly kneel at the bedside, facing away from the door. Lorne closes the door behind him, then looks around the room at all the knocked-over candles.)

LORNE: Look at this. Pigs in paradise. Mind if I pay my respects to the woman who made peace on Earth a possible possibility? (prays) Thank you, Cordelia, for your sacrifice, for bringing our Jasmine into the world— (notices blood trickling from Cordy's hand down the blanket) Hey. (Angel turns around; Lorne sees him) Hey! What're you doing to the h— (Angel puts his hand over Lorne's mouth; Lorne mumbles) Unclean! Unclean!

• Cordelia & Angel

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