JENNY: Angel... How did you get in here?

Angelus: I was invited. The sign in front of the school... 'Formatia trans sicere educatorum.'

JENNY: 'Enter all ye who seek knowledge.'

Angelus: What can I say? I'm a knowledge seeker.

JENNY: Angel, I-I-I've got good news.

Angelus: I heard. You went shopping at the local boogedy-boogedy store. The Orb of Thesulah. If memory serves, this is supposed to summon a person's soul... from the ether... store it until it can be transferred. You know what I hate most about these things? (smashes it) They're so damn fragile. Must be that shoddy gypsy craftsmanship, huh? I never cease to be amazed how much the world has changed in just two and a half centuries. It's a miracle to me. You, you put the secrets to restoring my soul in here...

He shoves the computer off her of desk and onto the floor. It breaks, and the monitor shatters and sparks and starts to burn. Angelus tears the printout from the printer.

Angelus: It comes out here. 'The Ritual of Restoration.' Wow. This, this brings back memories.

JENNY: Wait. That's your...

Angelus: Oh, my cure? No, thanks. Been there, done that, and deja vu just isn't what it used to be. My... Isn't this my lucky day. The computer... and the pages. Looks like I get to kill two birds with one stone. And teacher makes three.

JENNY: No! (runs)

Angelus: Oh, good. I need to work up an appetite first. (chases, catches her) Sorry, Jenny, this is where you get off. (snaps her neck) Ah... I never get tired of doing that.

• Angel, Angelus & The Curse
• the life & times of Angelus

written by: Ty King; . Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/29passion.html