Angel (1999–2004): Season 3, Episode 8 - Quickening - full transcript
Team Angel continues to try and deal with Darla's pregnancy. When Wolfram and Hart finds out about the baby, the law firm decides to steal it for themselves. Meanwhile, Holtz is determined to kill Angel and arrives at the Hyperion looking for revenge.
WESLEY:
Previously:
Prophecies mention a Tro-Clon
that brings about ruination.
Imagine what could have happened
if you'd slept with Darla.
- You know I'd never do that.
- Hello, lover.
- Darla.
- Darla.
- Darla.
ANGEL: This is impossible.
Tell me about it, Daddy.
CORDELIA:
You slept with her?
How are you feeling?
[SCREAMS]
ANGEL: Get away! You'll be all right.
I'll kill her for this.
CORDELIA:
You're gonna have to find her first.
Go on. Do it.
- Do it! Do it!
- The child, it has a soul.
DARLA: No, it doesn't.
- It does.
FRED: Whatever this thing is,
it's arriving about...
...three, two, now.
Just tell me where he is.
RIDER: We found them.
- Go.
[KNOCKING]
Is your mother home, young lady?
You take us to her.
Father said not to let strangers
in while he's away.
We're not strangers.
You're Sarah, aren't you?
We know about you.
You're the apple of your father's eye.
Would strangers know that?
So, lass, may two friends enter?
- Is that a yes, then?
- Yes.
Ah, lovely.
Such a good girl. Remind me
to give you a special treat.
They're trapped inside.
ANGEL: Your mom make you that dress?
- What's all the fuss...?
- Evening to you, ma'am.
- Good evening.
Burn it down if you have to.
We can only stay a moment.
We have a message for your husband.
You know my Daniel?
What is his message?
I'll give it to Sarah.
On my signal.
Close your eyes.
I have a surprise for you.
[SARAH SCREAMS]
Tell your husband, Mr. Holtz...
Never mind, I'll tell him myself.
HOLTZ:
Where are they?
HOLTZ:
They're at my house.
[BABY CRIES]
Can't something be done
about that horrible noise?
- I think it wants its mother.
- Let's send it to her.
Do you want to do it,
or should I?
[CHUCKLES]
Are you going to do it...
...or am I?
Quickening
I know it seems like
only a moment to you...
...but 227 years have passed
since our agreement.
Empires have risen and fallen.
Mankind has harnessed
the power of the sun...
...walked on the moon
and turned arid deserts green.
What of England? Has it survived
the years and destruction?
Yes.
It went through a rough patch 60 years
ago, but it's mostly unchanged.
Warm beer, boiled meat, bad teeth.
That's why I moved to L.A.
Have you followed this history?
American Revolution...
...Manifest Destiny, westward
expansion, the Beach Boys?
I understand enough.
One thing baffles me. These visions,
wars, the weapons of destruction.
How is it no one has killed
Angelus or Darla?
That's why I brought you here. Because
your fate and their fate are entwined.
Then let's go. Let's finish this.
I want Angelus.
I know. I want him too,
but we're going to do it right.
I haven't waited two and a half
centuries to mess it up.
You've been tracking him?
Yes, but not in the way
that you imagine.
There are other dimensions
where time behaves differently.
I have an ability to navigate
those dimensions.
- And is that why you haven't aged?
- Yes.
That, and I've had a little work done,
mostly around the eyes.
Now, get some rest.
You're going to need it.
- You figure out a way to do it?
ANGEL: No.
I was thinking about the last time
you were here.
That. Kind of hard to forget.
I know. I've tried.
You came in here all,
"The world's a lonely place."
- I'd had a bad day.
- So you threw me through those doors...
...pushed me onto the bed
and took what you wanted?
Seemed like the thing to do
at the time.
[KNOCKING]
Come in.
Sorry. We've had a breakthrough
with the scroll translations.
Some verbs Wes was using
were problematic...
...because of the Nyazian trick
of converting nouns and verbs...
...which he discovered by...
Sorry. I'll shut up so he can
tell you what he found.
The Tro-Clon isn't a person.
It's a confluence of events.
It not only involves you, Darla and the
child, but other things we don't know.
Doesn't it mean the kid
isn't this evil thing we feared?
Not necessarily. There are
a few Nyazian phrases...
...related to its birth
that I haven't completed.
- It's important you do.
- We need to know what's in the oven.
I know one thing about it.
Something's protecting it.
- How do you know that?
- Because I can't get rid of it.
Sorry I asked.
If I shot this in your stomach,
it wouldn't do anything?
- Fire away.
- No one's firing anything.
Angel's right. Something wants
this thing to come to term.
- After it's born, chop its head off.
- What if it doesn't have one?
- We'll need a big mallet.
- A net. Or a flamethrower.
Flamethrower?
There'll be no throwing of flames.
Not until we know what's going on.
If anybody has a problem with that,
they should leave now.
Not you.
Come on, guys. How about it?
- Cordy?
- You want me to protect...
...the vampire bitch who bit me
and her evil love child?
Okay, I'm in.
DARLA:
Ow!
You're a vampire. A punch in
the nose shouldn't hurt that much.
Not, "Ow, her nose."
She's having contractions.
[DARLA SCREAMS]
[KNOCKING]
- Morning, Ms. Morgan.
- Morning.
Could you take this to Pinderhook
in Demon Resources for me?
Sure.
Uh...
Ms. Morgan, I hate to bother you,
but I've admired you for a while and...
- I don't date guys from the mailroom.
- Me neither.
I just thought you should know
about this.
Wait.
You weasel. You think you can blackmail
your way onto me on my desk...
No. You got it all wrong.
I respect you way too much
to be attracted to you.
It's just, down in the mailroom,
I see a lot, you know?
Different factions in the firm.
There comes a time
when a guy has to choose a side.
And is that disk your way of telling
me you're choosing my side?
Who are we allied against,
you and I?
- Who is this common foe?
- I'd rather not...
If you don't tell me right now,
I am gonna have your skin peeled off...
...and stapled back on inside out.
Mr. Park.
Gavin.
CYRIL: Remember those exterminators
he sent to Angel's hotel?
They don't kill bugs,
they plant them.
Hm.
ANGEL: Good. That's it.
Where's your weight?
Balls of your feet?
Don 't forget to follow.
CORDELIA:
Oh, God! You said...
"Ke-yi, ha, yawa, ow."
Someone doing an incantation?
No. Angel started training Female 1
in martial arts.
- I think she got in a lucky punch.
- Hm.
- Any tech problems?
- Just a couple. Don't sweat it, though.
That is a transcription
of everything up to last week.
LILAH:
How about that?
I just asked myself, "If I were
a cockroach, where would I hide?"
And there you are! Did you really
think you could blackmail me?
Blackmail? No one cares.
Bumping uglies with an old man
who body-jumped into a vampire...
...is the closest you've been
to a relationship in years.
This is about something else.
Thank you, Cyril.
You're welcome, sir.
What was that crap
about choosing sides?
He did. He's on mine.
Is this your convoluted, pathetic way
of asking for my help?
Because you sure need it.
You're understaffed, underfunded...
...and clearly undertalented.
So, what have we learned here?
We? There is no we.
It was time you understood
the full scope...
...of what I've been doing
these past few months.
Who is this unidentified
pregnant female?
I don't know. We lost audio
for a couple of days last week.
- I can pull the tape.
- See? Need me.
- Darla?
- Impossible. Vampires can't give birth.
Tell me about it.
LINWOOD: Yeah?
- Linwood, it's Lilah.
You're not gonna believe
what I'm looking at.
[DARLA GROANS]
ANGEL:
How long since the last contraction?
About 20 minutes.
They're still real irregular.
- Something's wrong. The pain...
- You like pain.
This is different.
I want it out. Now!
That's what's happening.
The first stage of labor.
That's good, right?
How long does it last?
It varies.
The whole thing, maybe 18 hours.
Eighteen hours?
No, that's too long.
All right, okay.
Easy. Just lie down.
I'll be right back.
We gotta figure out what's inside
of her before it skitters out.
We should get a demony doctor who
knows how her vampire girl-parts work.
- You know what I'm saying.
- Didn't she try that shaman thing?
ANGEL:
Yeah, she did.
I don't suppose she ever went
to a normal doctor or a hospital?
There's an idea. A hospital.
Oh, wait. They don't admit vampires.
- Who says we have to admit?
- We don't need the right doctor.
We just need the right equipment.
[DARLA GROANS]
I don't care. Just find somebody
who can answer the bloody question.
Heads will roll if the senior partners
hear of this.
They won't.
That's why we came to you.
Darla, pregnant. How'd we miss it?
I'm sequestering the psychics
in the conference room.
We'll get to the bottom of this.
A man works hard...
...builds something, waters it...
...grows rich and powerful...
...leaves his wife
for a younger beauty.
These are the reasons
we take certain blood oaths.
And to have it all vanish because...
I can't stress enough. There's
no way we could have foreseen this.
She's right, sir.
No one could have known.
[PHONE RINGS]
WOMAN ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Hi, you've reached the Tittles.
- For Christine, press one.
MAN: For Bentley, press two.
DEMON: Or to speak to or worship
Master Tarfall...
... Underlord of Pain, press three.
Master, it's happened. The thing
you have foreseen has come to be.
We must tell the others.
Another step, and it'll be your last.
If you haven't come for a fight,
you're in the wrong place.
SAHJHAN: A fight's exactly
what I'm looking for.
Then be a man and show your face.
I'm not a man.
What I mean is...
- You're not human.
- But masculine. You get that, right?
You'll get more than a fight
if you don't leave.
Fine. My mistake.
I thought you might want help
killing Angelus and Darla.
I don't need your help.
I'll kill them myself.
Not to rain on your parade,
but, no, you won't.
You'll die a bitter man
and never see them again.
- You don't know that.
- I kind of do.
It'll be over 200 years...
...before you get another chance
to confront Angelus or Darla.
Is this where the demon offers the
broken man a chance to change that?
I'll take you to them,
two centuries into the future.
- Through black magic and sorcery.
- No, on a mule cart.
Of course through black magic
and sorcery. I'm a demon.
- What do you want from me?
- Your word.
I want your word that when the time
comes, you will show them no mercy.
I don't mean to be pushy,
but this is a limited time offer.
Say yes, and I'll take you
to them this very hour.
Say no, and realize the one chance
to avenge your wife and children...
...has slipped away forever.
How you feeling?
I haven't had blood in a day, and your
spawn is trying to rip its way out.
Paging Dr. Angel.
WESLEY: I sent Gunn for an ultrasound
machine so we can look inside Darla.
ANGEL: Is this a classroom?
WESLEY: It's a teaching hospital.
How are you feeling, Darla?
Something wrong?
- I think the contractions have stopped.
- Is that bad?
- Do you mind if l...?
- I won't bite.
No, but that thing inside might.
It may have been Braxton-Hicks
contractions. A form of false labor.
- False?
- As in, not ready to come out yet.
I'm way past ready.
I'd cut it out if I could.
- Here you go. One ultrasound machine.
- Darla, up on the table.
Don't you wanna see what's inside?
You've kept me here long enough.
Where are they?
- It's not that simple.
- I'm tired of waiting!
Like I said, it's not that simple.
You think I'd transport you
two and a half centuries...
...if I could walk up to Angelus
and stake him myself? Please.
There are rules and forces at work
far greater than either of us.
Boy, you vengeful types aren't
real good at playing with others.
It's my street face.
Now, put that on.
I've lined up some men to help us.
POLYGRAPH TECH: Are you now
or have you ever been a vampire?
Are any of your friends vampires?
TAROT READER:
Seven of Cups.
Queen of Swords.
Jack of Wands.
LINWOOD: Thank you for coming.
And correct me if I'm wrong...
...but the role of a psychic
is to be psychic.
To predict the future...
...so Wolfram and Hart isn't
in this kind of predicament.
I can't apologize enough, sir.
You're right, you can't.
I'm not without compassion.
I'll give you a chance to save
your job and your skin.
No, you're not.
You're gonna have me killed.
Why couldn't you have had
such foresight when we needed it?
MIND READER:
We are telling the truth.
Thank you.
Intelligence is coming in.
No one knows how Darla got pregnant.
There's a prophecy
involving a vampire birth...
...but the scroll it's recorded on
is missing.
Do you have any idea
how many groups and cults...
...would kill to get their hands
on this baby?
- We gotta get it before anybody knows.
- And we will.
We need to get it, dissect it
and find out what it means.
GAVIN:
Berlin on the phone.
If they've heard about this in Berlin,
Muncie can't be far behind.
If the senior partners are looking
to assign blame...
...the buck stops here,
you understand me?
Not exactly, sir.
If the partners are looking to place
blame, I'll have to step forward.
That's inspiring, sir.
Yes. I'll step forward and blame you.
Darla was resurrected on your watch.
I can think of no better scapegoat.
You think this is over?
Watch and learn, rookie.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[PHONE RINGS]
Yes?
I understand.
Well, then, let's take a look,
shall we?
I haven't studied
one of these for a while.
- Isn't that a head?
- I think it is.
- Or is that the head?
FRED: Maybe you're both right.
It's not like I'm suggesting
it's an evil two-headed thing.
I see it.
My little parasite.
- Oh, my...
- What is it?
- It's human.
- Human, as in humanoid?
As in cannibalistic,
underground dwellers?
No.
Human as in... A boy.
- A boy?
- A boy.
A boy. You're carrying a boy.
Great.
I'm gonna have a son.
I'm gonna have a son.
Guys, as fascinating as an ultrasound
image may appear, you should...
Me, a father...
...to a son.
Do you know what that means?
- We're surrounded by vampires?
- No, it's a human boy...
[VAMPIRES GROWLING]
We are surrounded by vampires.
- So who has a plan?
- "Don't let them kill us" sounds good.
Behold the Miracle Child.
VAMPIRES:
The Miracle Child.
VAMP LEADER: For his time has come.
VAMPIRES: The Miracle Child.
The Miracle Child.
VAMP LEADER:
Praise be. Praise be.
Praise be.
The buildings are taller,
the machines more powerful.
And you can get really great
Thai food at 2 in the morning.
People today are the same
as they were in your day.
They drink, they fight,
they work hard, they fall in love.
- They have families.
SAHJHAN: Yes, they still have families.
I hope these men you've hired
are ruthless bastards.
MAN: Go away!
- It's Sahjhan.
This is where we'll get your men.
Very exclusive.
HOLTZ:
These aren't men.
Once again, gender, not species.
I should have said minions.
Have you seen Grappler demons fight?
Not the sharpest pencils in the box
but merciless in battle.
Okay, guys, over here.
Time to meet the new jefe.
And, Flarmar, leave the head
in the ring, okay?
- Ready to command your troops?
- Any other surprises I should know?
I'm all for being worshipped,
but what the hell is going on?
- What do you want?
- To protect the Miracle Child.
That's good.
We're here for the same thing.
[GLASS SHATTERING]
ASSASSIN:
Die!
[ASSASSIN SCREAMS]
As it has been prophesied
by our great potentate, Ul-Thar...
...we vow our lives
to protect this special child.
Hear that? Our kid, special.
Let's kill the humans and use
their blood to nourish the mother...
...and her Miracle Child.
VAMPIRES: Miracle Child.
Guess I'm getting dinner after all.
GAVIN: This should provide your ops
unit with a tactical base.
Plan and elevation drawings
of every floor in Angel's hotel.
I have surveillance capabilities
to monitor the engagement from here.
Excellent. I'm confident
my men will capture the target.
The larger question revolves around
the extraction of the target's cargo.
- Getting the baby from Darla.
- Of course.
- For that we've called in an expert.
MAN: You flatter me, sir.
LILAH: May I introduce Dr. Fetvanovich
from our office in the Balkans?
- How do you do?
LILAH: He is a specialist...
...in paranormal obstetrics. We are
very fortunate he's consented to help.
It is I who feel fortunate.
A vampire birth is...
...unprecedented.
I look forward to dissecting
both the mother and the child.
You might wanna join the fight.
Sorry. I'm gonna have to be
Switzerland and sit this one out.
You said you were just gonna
kill the humans, right?
Yes, just the humans.
We will nourish you,
slice you open...
...wear your entrails as a belt
and eat your eyeballs...
...before we worship
the Miracle Child.
VAMPIRES: Miracle Child.
- Okay, I'm in.
Gunn, we'll hold them off.
The rest of you, get Darla to the car.
I'd rather fight.
Show these youngsters real carnage.
That's thoughtful, but go.
Charles, do you have
an extra dagger?
- This okay?
- Perfect.
On my count of three. One, two...
You make one move, and I'll slice
the Miracle Kid into triplets.
It's always the quiet ones.
Wait!
They don't know
the knife can't hurt the baby.
They do now.
Vampires have great hearing.
Here we go.
Everybody out!
SWAT GUY:
All clear.
MAN OVER RADIO:
We're clear. Alpha, move in.
SWAT GUY:
Let's go, men.
Upstairs. Go!
Alpha Team, move out.
Delta Team, behind me.
Lobby secured, sir.
Let's set up out here.
Oh, and get a hose.
I'm afraid there might be some blood.
And you can set the baby's cage
next to Mama's.
- I think we lost them.
ANGEL: Anybody hurt?
Nothing Band-Aids
and ice cream can't fix.
WESLEY: I'm good.
- Darla? Darla, everything okay?
DARLA:
Yeah, fine.
- You all right?
- It's nothing.
It's the kid, isn't it?
Seeing him on the monitor?
No, I'm just disappointed
the vamp cult didn't kill all of you.
So where are we going? I'm famished,
and we know how ugly that can get.
- Where are we going?
- Somewhere safe.
Where's safe? Hotel's definitely out.
- How about...?
- Vegas? Sorry.
Too high-profile.
But we need to get out.
- Actually...
- I hate it when you say that.
"Actually" means
your oversized brain...
...thought of something
we failed to consider, right?
Just other people know more about
this kid's importance than we do.
The only thing that can help us
is at the hotel.
We can't protect your child
unless we get the scrolls.
Okay then, quick stop.
[FOOTSTEP]
[SWAT GUY SCREAMS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
- Is this man with you?
- Where's Angelus?
Who is this pirate with the sword,
and what is he doing there?
I don't know, sir. But he called
Angel by his old name, Angelus.
- I need better audio.
- Any second.
HOLTZ: Hand over the vampires.
SWAT GUY: He's covered, sir.
This has gone on long enough.
I don't care who that man is,
take him out. Take him out now.
- Over.
SWAT GUY: Take him out!
This should be sweet.
- Picture!
- I'm working on it, sir.
FETVANOVICH:
Stop it! Gentlemen, please!
- Burke's never lost.
- It'll be over in just a second.
[MAN SCREAMS ON
SURVEILLANCE BROADCAST]
That should do it.
Anybody there?
Over?
CORDELIA: Why are you stopping here?
- It's a few blocks. I'll go on foot.
- Who says you get to be wheelman?
- Who says it has to be a man?
ANGEL: The scrolls?
- In the office.
If I'm not back in five,
leave without me.
- Leave to where?
- Anywhere. Somewhere safe.
Angel?
Yeah?
Just get out of here.
HOLTZ:
Angelus.
I've been looking for you.
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
- He said five.
- It's been six and a half.
- So typical of him.
- Wouldn't hurt to wait another minute.
What's the worst thing that
could happen in another minute?
[SCREAMS]
Ask a stupid question...
WESLEY:
Her water's broken. This is for real.
Should be a blanket in the trunk.
Are we gonna deliver the kid here?
Shouldn't we go somewhere?
What's keeping Angel?
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[ENGLISH SDH]
Previously:
Prophecies mention a Tro-Clon
that brings about ruination.
Imagine what could have happened
if you'd slept with Darla.
- You know I'd never do that.
- Hello, lover.
- Darla.
- Darla.
- Darla.
ANGEL: This is impossible.
Tell me about it, Daddy.
CORDELIA:
You slept with her?
How are you feeling?
[SCREAMS]
ANGEL: Get away! You'll be all right.
I'll kill her for this.
CORDELIA:
You're gonna have to find her first.
Go on. Do it.
- Do it! Do it!
- The child, it has a soul.
DARLA: No, it doesn't.
- It does.
FRED: Whatever this thing is,
it's arriving about...
...three, two, now.
Just tell me where he is.
RIDER: We found them.
- Go.
[KNOCKING]
Is your mother home, young lady?
You take us to her.
Father said not to let strangers
in while he's away.
We're not strangers.
You're Sarah, aren't you?
We know about you.
You're the apple of your father's eye.
Would strangers know that?
So, lass, may two friends enter?
- Is that a yes, then?
- Yes.
Ah, lovely.
Such a good girl. Remind me
to give you a special treat.
They're trapped inside.
ANGEL: Your mom make you that dress?
- What's all the fuss...?
- Evening to you, ma'am.
- Good evening.
Burn it down if you have to.
We can only stay a moment.
We have a message for your husband.
You know my Daniel?
What is his message?
I'll give it to Sarah.
On my signal.
Close your eyes.
I have a surprise for you.
[SARAH SCREAMS]
Tell your husband, Mr. Holtz...
Never mind, I'll tell him myself.
HOLTZ:
Where are they?
HOLTZ:
They're at my house.
[BABY CRIES]
Can't something be done
about that horrible noise?
- I think it wants its mother.
- Let's send it to her.
Do you want to do it,
or should I?
[CHUCKLES]
Are you going to do it...
...or am I?
Quickening
I know it seems like
only a moment to you...
...but 227 years have passed
since our agreement.
Empires have risen and fallen.
Mankind has harnessed
the power of the sun...
...walked on the moon
and turned arid deserts green.
What of England? Has it survived
the years and destruction?
Yes.
It went through a rough patch 60 years
ago, but it's mostly unchanged.
Warm beer, boiled meat, bad teeth.
That's why I moved to L.A.
Have you followed this history?
American Revolution...
...Manifest Destiny, westward
expansion, the Beach Boys?
I understand enough.
One thing baffles me. These visions,
wars, the weapons of destruction.
How is it no one has killed
Angelus or Darla?
That's why I brought you here. Because
your fate and their fate are entwined.
Then let's go. Let's finish this.
I want Angelus.
I know. I want him too,
but we're going to do it right.
I haven't waited two and a half
centuries to mess it up.
You've been tracking him?
Yes, but not in the way
that you imagine.
There are other dimensions
where time behaves differently.
I have an ability to navigate
those dimensions.
- And is that why you haven't aged?
- Yes.
That, and I've had a little work done,
mostly around the eyes.
Now, get some rest.
You're going to need it.
- You figure out a way to do it?
ANGEL: No.
I was thinking about the last time
you were here.
That. Kind of hard to forget.
I know. I've tried.
You came in here all,
"The world's a lonely place."
- I'd had a bad day.
- So you threw me through those doors...
...pushed me onto the bed
and took what you wanted?
Seemed like the thing to do
at the time.
[KNOCKING]
Come in.
Sorry. We've had a breakthrough
with the scroll translations.
Some verbs Wes was using
were problematic...
...because of the Nyazian trick
of converting nouns and verbs...
...which he discovered by...
Sorry. I'll shut up so he can
tell you what he found.
The Tro-Clon isn't a person.
It's a confluence of events.
It not only involves you, Darla and the
child, but other things we don't know.
Doesn't it mean the kid
isn't this evil thing we feared?
Not necessarily. There are
a few Nyazian phrases...
...related to its birth
that I haven't completed.
- It's important you do.
- We need to know what's in the oven.
I know one thing about it.
Something's protecting it.
- How do you know that?
- Because I can't get rid of it.
Sorry I asked.
If I shot this in your stomach,
it wouldn't do anything?
- Fire away.
- No one's firing anything.
Angel's right. Something wants
this thing to come to term.
- After it's born, chop its head off.
- What if it doesn't have one?
- We'll need a big mallet.
- A net. Or a flamethrower.
Flamethrower?
There'll be no throwing of flames.
Not until we know what's going on.
If anybody has a problem with that,
they should leave now.
Not you.
Come on, guys. How about it?
- Cordy?
- You want me to protect...
...the vampire bitch who bit me
and her evil love child?
Okay, I'm in.
DARLA:
Ow!
You're a vampire. A punch in
the nose shouldn't hurt that much.
Not, "Ow, her nose."
She's having contractions.
[DARLA SCREAMS]
[KNOCKING]
- Morning, Ms. Morgan.
- Morning.
Could you take this to Pinderhook
in Demon Resources for me?
Sure.
Uh...
Ms. Morgan, I hate to bother you,
but I've admired you for a while and...
- I don't date guys from the mailroom.
- Me neither.
I just thought you should know
about this.
Wait.
You weasel. You think you can blackmail
your way onto me on my desk...
No. You got it all wrong.
I respect you way too much
to be attracted to you.
It's just, down in the mailroom,
I see a lot, you know?
Different factions in the firm.
There comes a time
when a guy has to choose a side.
And is that disk your way of telling
me you're choosing my side?
Who are we allied against,
you and I?
- Who is this common foe?
- I'd rather not...
If you don't tell me right now,
I am gonna have your skin peeled off...
...and stapled back on inside out.
Mr. Park.
Gavin.
CYRIL: Remember those exterminators
he sent to Angel's hotel?
They don't kill bugs,
they plant them.
Hm.
ANGEL: Good. That's it.
Where's your weight?
Balls of your feet?
Don 't forget to follow.
CORDELIA:
Oh, God! You said...
"Ke-yi, ha, yawa, ow."
Someone doing an incantation?
No. Angel started training Female 1
in martial arts.
- I think she got in a lucky punch.
- Hm.
- Any tech problems?
- Just a couple. Don't sweat it, though.
That is a transcription
of everything up to last week.
LILAH:
How about that?
I just asked myself, "If I were
a cockroach, where would I hide?"
And there you are! Did you really
think you could blackmail me?
Blackmail? No one cares.
Bumping uglies with an old man
who body-jumped into a vampire...
...is the closest you've been
to a relationship in years.
This is about something else.
Thank you, Cyril.
You're welcome, sir.
What was that crap
about choosing sides?
He did. He's on mine.
Is this your convoluted, pathetic way
of asking for my help?
Because you sure need it.
You're understaffed, underfunded...
...and clearly undertalented.
So, what have we learned here?
We? There is no we.
It was time you understood
the full scope...
...of what I've been doing
these past few months.
Who is this unidentified
pregnant female?
I don't know. We lost audio
for a couple of days last week.
- I can pull the tape.
- See? Need me.
- Darla?
- Impossible. Vampires can't give birth.
Tell me about it.
LINWOOD: Yeah?
- Linwood, it's Lilah.
You're not gonna believe
what I'm looking at.
[DARLA GROANS]
ANGEL:
How long since the last contraction?
About 20 minutes.
They're still real irregular.
- Something's wrong. The pain...
- You like pain.
This is different.
I want it out. Now!
That's what's happening.
The first stage of labor.
That's good, right?
How long does it last?
It varies.
The whole thing, maybe 18 hours.
Eighteen hours?
No, that's too long.
All right, okay.
Easy. Just lie down.
I'll be right back.
We gotta figure out what's inside
of her before it skitters out.
We should get a demony doctor who
knows how her vampire girl-parts work.
- You know what I'm saying.
- Didn't she try that shaman thing?
ANGEL:
Yeah, she did.
I don't suppose she ever went
to a normal doctor or a hospital?
There's an idea. A hospital.
Oh, wait. They don't admit vampires.
- Who says we have to admit?
- We don't need the right doctor.
We just need the right equipment.
[DARLA GROANS]
I don't care. Just find somebody
who can answer the bloody question.
Heads will roll if the senior partners
hear of this.
They won't.
That's why we came to you.
Darla, pregnant. How'd we miss it?
I'm sequestering the psychics
in the conference room.
We'll get to the bottom of this.
A man works hard...
...builds something, waters it...
...grows rich and powerful...
...leaves his wife
for a younger beauty.
These are the reasons
we take certain blood oaths.
And to have it all vanish because...
I can't stress enough. There's
no way we could have foreseen this.
She's right, sir.
No one could have known.
[PHONE RINGS]
WOMAN ON ANSWERING MACHINE:
Hi, you've reached the Tittles.
- For Christine, press one.
MAN: For Bentley, press two.
DEMON: Or to speak to or worship
Master Tarfall...
... Underlord of Pain, press three.
Master, it's happened. The thing
you have foreseen has come to be.
We must tell the others.
Another step, and it'll be your last.
If you haven't come for a fight,
you're in the wrong place.
SAHJHAN: A fight's exactly
what I'm looking for.
Then be a man and show your face.
I'm not a man.
What I mean is...
- You're not human.
- But masculine. You get that, right?
You'll get more than a fight
if you don't leave.
Fine. My mistake.
I thought you might want help
killing Angelus and Darla.
I don't need your help.
I'll kill them myself.
Not to rain on your parade,
but, no, you won't.
You'll die a bitter man
and never see them again.
- You don't know that.
- I kind of do.
It'll be over 200 years...
...before you get another chance
to confront Angelus or Darla.
Is this where the demon offers the
broken man a chance to change that?
I'll take you to them,
two centuries into the future.
- Through black magic and sorcery.
- No, on a mule cart.
Of course through black magic
and sorcery. I'm a demon.
- What do you want from me?
- Your word.
I want your word that when the time
comes, you will show them no mercy.
I don't mean to be pushy,
but this is a limited time offer.
Say yes, and I'll take you
to them this very hour.
Say no, and realize the one chance
to avenge your wife and children...
...has slipped away forever.
How you feeling?
I haven't had blood in a day, and your
spawn is trying to rip its way out.
Paging Dr. Angel.
WESLEY: I sent Gunn for an ultrasound
machine so we can look inside Darla.
ANGEL: Is this a classroom?
WESLEY: It's a teaching hospital.
How are you feeling, Darla?
Something wrong?
- I think the contractions have stopped.
- Is that bad?
- Do you mind if l...?
- I won't bite.
No, but that thing inside might.
It may have been Braxton-Hicks
contractions. A form of false labor.
- False?
- As in, not ready to come out yet.
I'm way past ready.
I'd cut it out if I could.
- Here you go. One ultrasound machine.
- Darla, up on the table.
Don't you wanna see what's inside?
You've kept me here long enough.
Where are they?
- It's not that simple.
- I'm tired of waiting!
Like I said, it's not that simple.
You think I'd transport you
two and a half centuries...
...if I could walk up to Angelus
and stake him myself? Please.
There are rules and forces at work
far greater than either of us.
Boy, you vengeful types aren't
real good at playing with others.
It's my street face.
Now, put that on.
I've lined up some men to help us.
POLYGRAPH TECH: Are you now
or have you ever been a vampire?
Are any of your friends vampires?
TAROT READER:
Seven of Cups.
Queen of Swords.
Jack of Wands.
LINWOOD: Thank you for coming.
And correct me if I'm wrong...
...but the role of a psychic
is to be psychic.
To predict the future...
...so Wolfram and Hart isn't
in this kind of predicament.
I can't apologize enough, sir.
You're right, you can't.
I'm not without compassion.
I'll give you a chance to save
your job and your skin.
No, you're not.
You're gonna have me killed.
Why couldn't you have had
such foresight when we needed it?
MIND READER:
We are telling the truth.
Thank you.
Intelligence is coming in.
No one knows how Darla got pregnant.
There's a prophecy
involving a vampire birth...
...but the scroll it's recorded on
is missing.
Do you have any idea
how many groups and cults...
...would kill to get their hands
on this baby?
- We gotta get it before anybody knows.
- And we will.
We need to get it, dissect it
and find out what it means.
GAVIN:
Berlin on the phone.
If they've heard about this in Berlin,
Muncie can't be far behind.
If the senior partners are looking
to assign blame...
...the buck stops here,
you understand me?
Not exactly, sir.
If the partners are looking to place
blame, I'll have to step forward.
That's inspiring, sir.
Yes. I'll step forward and blame you.
Darla was resurrected on your watch.
I can think of no better scapegoat.
You think this is over?
Watch and learn, rookie.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[PHONE RINGS]
Yes?
I understand.
Well, then, let's take a look,
shall we?
I haven't studied
one of these for a while.
- Isn't that a head?
- I think it is.
- Or is that the head?
FRED: Maybe you're both right.
It's not like I'm suggesting
it's an evil two-headed thing.
I see it.
My little parasite.
- Oh, my...
- What is it?
- It's human.
- Human, as in humanoid?
As in cannibalistic,
underground dwellers?
No.
Human as in... A boy.
- A boy?
- A boy.
A boy. You're carrying a boy.
Great.
I'm gonna have a son.
I'm gonna have a son.
Guys, as fascinating as an ultrasound
image may appear, you should...
Me, a father...
...to a son.
Do you know what that means?
- We're surrounded by vampires?
- No, it's a human boy...
[VAMPIRES GROWLING]
We are surrounded by vampires.
- So who has a plan?
- "Don't let them kill us" sounds good.
Behold the Miracle Child.
VAMPIRES:
The Miracle Child.
VAMP LEADER: For his time has come.
VAMPIRES: The Miracle Child.
The Miracle Child.
VAMP LEADER:
Praise be. Praise be.
Praise be.
The buildings are taller,
the machines more powerful.
And you can get really great
Thai food at 2 in the morning.
People today are the same
as they were in your day.
They drink, they fight,
they work hard, they fall in love.
- They have families.
SAHJHAN: Yes, they still have families.
I hope these men you've hired
are ruthless bastards.
MAN: Go away!
- It's Sahjhan.
This is where we'll get your men.
Very exclusive.
HOLTZ:
These aren't men.
Once again, gender, not species.
I should have said minions.
Have you seen Grappler demons fight?
Not the sharpest pencils in the box
but merciless in battle.
Okay, guys, over here.
Time to meet the new jefe.
And, Flarmar, leave the head
in the ring, okay?
- Ready to command your troops?
- Any other surprises I should know?
I'm all for being worshipped,
but what the hell is going on?
- What do you want?
- To protect the Miracle Child.
That's good.
We're here for the same thing.
[GLASS SHATTERING]
ASSASSIN:
Die!
[ASSASSIN SCREAMS]
As it has been prophesied
by our great potentate, Ul-Thar...
...we vow our lives
to protect this special child.
Hear that? Our kid, special.
Let's kill the humans and use
their blood to nourish the mother...
...and her Miracle Child.
VAMPIRES: Miracle Child.
Guess I'm getting dinner after all.
GAVIN: This should provide your ops
unit with a tactical base.
Plan and elevation drawings
of every floor in Angel's hotel.
I have surveillance capabilities
to monitor the engagement from here.
Excellent. I'm confident
my men will capture the target.
The larger question revolves around
the extraction of the target's cargo.
- Getting the baby from Darla.
- Of course.
- For that we've called in an expert.
MAN: You flatter me, sir.
LILAH: May I introduce Dr. Fetvanovich
from our office in the Balkans?
- How do you do?
LILAH: He is a specialist...
...in paranormal obstetrics. We are
very fortunate he's consented to help.
It is I who feel fortunate.
A vampire birth is...
...unprecedented.
I look forward to dissecting
both the mother and the child.
You might wanna join the fight.
Sorry. I'm gonna have to be
Switzerland and sit this one out.
You said you were just gonna
kill the humans, right?
Yes, just the humans.
We will nourish you,
slice you open...
...wear your entrails as a belt
and eat your eyeballs...
...before we worship
the Miracle Child.
VAMPIRES: Miracle Child.
- Okay, I'm in.
Gunn, we'll hold them off.
The rest of you, get Darla to the car.
I'd rather fight.
Show these youngsters real carnage.
That's thoughtful, but go.
Charles, do you have
an extra dagger?
- This okay?
- Perfect.
On my count of three. One, two...
You make one move, and I'll slice
the Miracle Kid into triplets.
It's always the quiet ones.
Wait!
They don't know
the knife can't hurt the baby.
They do now.
Vampires have great hearing.
Here we go.
Everybody out!
SWAT GUY:
All clear.
MAN OVER RADIO:
We're clear. Alpha, move in.
SWAT GUY:
Let's go, men.
Upstairs. Go!
Alpha Team, move out.
Delta Team, behind me.
Lobby secured, sir.
Let's set up out here.
Oh, and get a hose.
I'm afraid there might be some blood.
And you can set the baby's cage
next to Mama's.
- I think we lost them.
ANGEL: Anybody hurt?
Nothing Band-Aids
and ice cream can't fix.
WESLEY: I'm good.
- Darla? Darla, everything okay?
DARLA:
Yeah, fine.
- You all right?
- It's nothing.
It's the kid, isn't it?
Seeing him on the monitor?
No, I'm just disappointed
the vamp cult didn't kill all of you.
So where are we going? I'm famished,
and we know how ugly that can get.
- Where are we going?
- Somewhere safe.
Where's safe? Hotel's definitely out.
- How about...?
- Vegas? Sorry.
Too high-profile.
But we need to get out.
- Actually...
- I hate it when you say that.
"Actually" means
your oversized brain...
...thought of something
we failed to consider, right?
Just other people know more about
this kid's importance than we do.
The only thing that can help us
is at the hotel.
We can't protect your child
unless we get the scrolls.
Okay then, quick stop.
[FOOTSTEP]
[SWAT GUY SCREAMS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
- Is this man with you?
- Where's Angelus?
Who is this pirate with the sword,
and what is he doing there?
I don't know, sir. But he called
Angel by his old name, Angelus.
- I need better audio.
- Any second.
HOLTZ: Hand over the vampires.
SWAT GUY: He's covered, sir.
This has gone on long enough.
I don't care who that man is,
take him out. Take him out now.
- Over.
SWAT GUY: Take him out!
This should be sweet.
- Picture!
- I'm working on it, sir.
FETVANOVICH:
Stop it! Gentlemen, please!
- Burke's never lost.
- It'll be over in just a second.
[MAN SCREAMS ON
SURVEILLANCE BROADCAST]
That should do it.
Anybody there?
Over?
CORDELIA: Why are you stopping here?
- It's a few blocks. I'll go on foot.
- Who says you get to be wheelman?
- Who says it has to be a man?
ANGEL: The scrolls?
- In the office.
If I'm not back in five,
leave without me.
- Leave to where?
- Anywhere. Somewhere safe.
Angel?
Yeah?
Just get out of here.
HOLTZ:
Angelus.
I've been looking for you.
[CAR ENGINE STARTS]
- He said five.
- It's been six and a half.
- So typical of him.
- Wouldn't hurt to wait another minute.
What's the worst thing that
could happen in another minute?
[SCREAMS]
Ask a stupid question...
WESLEY:
Her water's broken. This is for real.
Should be a blanket in the trunk.
Are we gonna deliver the kid here?
Shouldn't we go somewhere?
What's keeping Angel?
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