Lockley to Angel: Are you threatening me, son?
from The Prodigal (Season 1)
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(Angel tails the delivery guy to an apartment building. Angel watches as Kate’s dad hands the guy a package wrapped in brown paper. The guy sticks it in his delivery bag and leaves. )

ANGEL: Mr. Lockley?

LOCKLEY: Yeah?

ANGEL: I’m Angel. We met at your retirement party? I’m a friend of your daughter’s.

LOCKLEY: Katie? Did something...

ANGEL: No. She’s fine.

LOCKLEY: She with you?

ANGEL: No. She doesn’t know I’m here either. Though you can bet she’d be interested to know who else was just here visiting you. You know she actually thought that you were at the crime scene today because you were worried about her?

LOCKLEY: What do you want?

ANGEL: I want to know what was in that package. The one you gave that delivery guy.

LOCKLEY: I don’t know what you’re talking about.

ANGEL: You removed something from the crime scene today. Something somebody didn’t want the police to find. Who do you work for, Mr. Lockley?

LOCKLEY: I don’t work for anybody. I’m retired. You were at the party, remember?

ANGEL: I *will* find out what’s going on, sir. I’m just telling you that now out of respect for Kate.

LOCKLEY: Are you threatening me, son?

ANGEL: No. I’m trying to protect your daughter.

LOCKLEY: Protect my daughter. From what?

ANGEL: From finding out the reason that you were there today wasn’t because you cared about her.

LOCKLEY: You got any kids, Angel?

ANGEL: No.

LOCKLEY: Right. Then don’t think you can know how a father feels, or why he does the things he does.

(Slams the door in Angel’s face.)


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written by: Tim Minear; original transcript by anonymous. Edited, formatted for this site, and checked against source by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season1/transcripts/15_tran.shtml
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