Angel (1999–2004): Season 5, Episode 10 - Soul Purpose - full transcript

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[ Groans, Coughs ]

[ Gasps,
Continues Groaning ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Groans ]
Spike.

[ Panting ]
Spike, wait.

That's not a prize
you're holding.

It's not a trophy.
It's a burden.

It's a cr--
Blah, blah, blah.

Give it a rest, hero.

I win, you lose,
and all your talking's
not gonna change that.

I-It's not your destiny.
It's mine.



Still can't accept it?

It's pathetic, really.

All your life's been a lie,
everything you've done--

the lives you've saved,
dreams of redemption...

all that pain,

all of it for nothing.

'Cause this...

was never about you.

Cheers.

No.

[ Groaning ]

[ Groaning Continues ]

[ Screaming ]

[ Panting ]



[ Sighs ]

♪♪ [ Rock ]
[ Chattering, Laughing ]

[ Man ]
♪ I been thinkin' ♪

♪ That I just ain't well ♪♪

♪♪ [ Continues ]

Uh, yeah.
Thanks, but, uh, not
really my type, Mary.

So be a good lad
and push off.

What are you gawkin' at?

Guy like you,
whiling away his time in some
cheesy downtown strip dive?

Look like somebody
who's feeling kinda lost.

Is that right?

Funny. I thought I knew
exactly where I was.

A place called
the Peppermint Stick.

Prima ballerina up there
is Sunshine,

though I'm fairly certain
that's not her real name.

You know,
we really should talk.

You know, really not.

I don't know
what you're selling,

but best
you peddle your wares
someplace else,

if you know
what's good for you.

Hey, Spike.

Get any interesting mail
lately?

Who the bloody hell are you?

Your new best friend.

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search Steam for PROJECT WARLOCK

♪♪ [ R&B: Ballad ]
You?

You say you're
responsible for
me being back.

Sent that package with
the de-ghosting mojo.

And?

The amulet.

You mailed
that thing to
Wolfram and Hart?

Couldn't leave your spirit
trapped in a bottle...

at the bottom
of a Hellmouth, could we?

And who's we?
Come on, Spike.

You must know there's
a lot of folks out there
that are interested in you.

Powerfully interested,
one might--

Enough with the cryptic, Butch.

I wanna know who...
or what you are,
what you want...

and how fast I can
snap your forearm
before you answer.

You can call me Doyle.

It's not what I want.
It's what you want.

You got your life
back now.

What are you gonna do
about it?

[ Wesley ]
I say we make
a preemptive strike.

Remove him
before he and his followers
go underground.

Assassination?
We're talking about
an evil warlock here.

The longer we wait,
the more powerful he becomes.
I don't plan on waiting.

Really? What is your plan?
We open a can of Machiavelli
on his ass.

It's Matchabelli, Einstein,
and it doesn't come in a can.

- Is he in?
- Is who in?

[ Door Opens ]
What you're proposing
could take weeks.

We can't afford the delay.
48 hours, maximum.

There are at least
two initiates
to his inner circle...

who would jump
at the chance
to overthrow him.

You're overlooking
the tactical merits of my
assassination scenario.

Guys--
In my plan, he still
wakes up dead by Thursday.

Guys!

C.E.O. right here,
in the dark.

Sorry, Angel.

- Lucien Drake. He's a warlock.
- An evil warlock
and a cult leader.

Got over
a thousand followers.

They sold most of their children
down the Hades River in return
for some serious demonic mojo.

[ Wesley ]
One more religious fringe group
stockpiling weapons.

But, in this case
the weapons are black magics...

of the most
dangerous variety.

And you want Wolfram and Hart
to stop them.

- Not so much stopping as--
- As redirecting their energies.

A cult this big
has alliances,
connections.

If we confront them
directly, it could be
very bad for business.

But if we eliminate
their leader covertly--

[ Gunn ]
Then they spend
the next billing cycle...

fighting among themselves
to hack out
the new pecking order.

Uh-huh. So, are we doing this
because it's right
or because it's cost-effective?

Uh, well...
a little of both,
actually.

Yes. Oddly, once again,
we find ourselves
in a bit of a gray...

- Don't...
- area.

say that!

[ Sighs ] Can we just
get through one damn day
without saying that?

Okay,
explain it to me again.

I've heard enough.

Don't you even
want to know why
you came back to L.A.?

You hate this city.
There's gotta be
a reason. Right?

You talk a lot
for somebody saying nothing.
You've got a destiny.

Like the destiny that was
supposed to be at the bottom
of a cup of perpetual nothing?

What?

You know so much
about me,

you must know
I get really violent...

when I'm being played.

It's you who sent Angel and me
on that wild goose chase.

I don't know anything.

I'm just doing
what they tell me.

- "They"?
- They! Them!

Bringing you back!

Look, I'm just a guy.
A nobody. A drifter.

I was minding my own business,
and then one day-- wham!

I start having these visions.

- Visions?
- Yeah.

Like... brain pictures.
But they hurt.

Like when you eat ice cream
too fast.

I started seeing people
in trouble.

We need a champion.

Hey, you are barking
up the wrong vampire.
That's Angel's beat.

Angel's not in the picture
anymore.

He's working
the other side of the tracks.

Nobody is out there
helping the people
that really need help.

So I'm supposed to jump
every time you get a vision
of someone in dire peril?

Why do you think
we're having this conversation?

I had one
right before I came here.

You don't
have to believe me.

But if a young girl
gets murdered tonight, and you
didn't lift a finger to stop it,

ask yourself--
can you live with that?

[ Screaming ]

[ Spike ]
Evenin'.
Get lost.

I already am,
according to some.

What?
Help me!

I don't think you heard me.

[ Woman Whimpering ]

[ Gasping ]

- Get out of here.
- Can't do it.

You just made
the biggest mistake
of your life.

[ Groans ]

[ Screaming ]

Thank you. Thank you!
That thing was
gonna kill me!

Well, what do you expect?
Out alone in this neighborhood?

- I got half a mind to kill you
myself, you half-wit.
- What?

I mean, honestly,
what kind of retard wears heels
like that in a dark alley?

Take two steps,
break your bloody ankle.

- I was just trying to get home.
- Well, get a cab, you moron.

And on the way,
if a stranger offers you candy,
don't get in the van.

Stupid cow.

Believe me now?

What, your victim vision?
Please.

Can't throw a bloody stone
in this town without hitting
some bimbo in trouble.

Tough guy, huh?

Nice work, by the way,
taking out that vamp.

Oh, yeah. Epic battle.
My finest hour.

You just saved a girl's life.
That's nothing to laugh off.

Though you could try
being a little nicer next time.
You almost made her cry.

Next time?
Well, that's up to you.

A lot more people
need saving.

News flash, Sparky:
don't need your help.

Been saving people
long before you showed up.
Not like this.

You just helped a person
when there wasn't
anything in it for you.

That's not like
the Spike I know.
Oh, is that right?

And what Spike is that?
The Spike
that's only out for himself.

Who only does good deeds
to impress... women.

You'd best watch your--
I'm just saying...
you did good.

From what I hear,
Angel didn't save the girl
on his first mission.

What's Angel
got to do with this?

Well, nothin'.

Not anymore.

- I know how these people think.
- And I know what we have
in our arsenal, Charles.

Guys, I can hear you
out in the lobby.

The week's lab reports,
Angel.

Fred, doesn't
the Wolfram and Hart satellite
have lethal capability?

- What?
- Couldn't we eliminate a target
from the air untraceably?

Well, we do have
an orbital-range
microwave cannon up there.

Focuses the satellite's
communication signals
into a pinpoint beam.

It can raise the temperature of
the targeted area 1,000 degrees
in less than five seconds.

So, yeah,
in theory we could.

That is,
if we did that sort of thing.

- Do we do that sort of thing?
- [ Wesley ]
It might be the thing to do.

[ Gunn ] Think someone
won't notice us firing a sci-fi
death ray from outer space?

[ Fred ] Actually, the beam
reads like cell phone static on
most atmospheric scanners, but--

- Let's kill them all.
- What?

Warlocks, minions--
they're all evil.

Sold their kids to the devil.
Let's just wipe 'em all out.

We got the power
to do that, right?
Yes, but--

Well, why don't we?
Let's get back to the basics.

Good versus evil.
Offing the monsters
where we find them.

We have to tread light here.
We can't afford to--

Are you all right?

[ Sighs ]

I'm just tired.

Gunn, get a meeting
with your best Judas.

Feel him out.

But don't tip your hand.

Any hint of him
carrying word back to Drake,
we go with Wes's plan.

- Are you sure you're all right?
- You don't look so good.

Yeah, I-I just...

need to get some rest.

Go. Rest.
And maybe sleep in tomorrow.

Ah, there's too much
on our schedule.

It's nothing
we can't handle.

Yeah, anything
earth-shattering comes up,
we know where to find you.

[ Angel Sighs ]

[ Exhales ]

[ Wesley ]
Angel.

Hey, Wes.

You're barely on your feet.
Here.
[ Groans ]

Yeah... I think--

I-I think I'm sick.

Vampires
don't get sick.

[ Continues Groaning ]

I don't feel right.
Well, that's understandable.

You've got a lot
on your mind.

Must be hard adjusting
to the new situation.

Situation?

Finally coming to grips
with the truth--

that you are irrelevant.

What?

[ Sighs ]

It's difficult to face,
I know,

but things
could have been much worse.

Spike's arrival
was actually quite fortuitous.

It'll make this
a lot easier.

Wh-What?
What are you--

[ Panting ]

[ Blow Lands ]

- [ Roars ]
- [ Grunting ]

[ Both Screaming ]

[ Chuckles ]
Oh.

It's all right.
You're safe now.

What were those things?

You're better off
not knowing.
Believe me.

Wait.
Who are you?

I'm the hero.

Harmony, I need you
to run these to Accounting.

Tell them it's about
the warlock situation.

I'm not allowed
to talk to Accounting
without Angel's approval.

I accidentally authorized
a few Bath of the Month
subscriptions.

On accident.

Give them
my authorization code.
Have them cut a check.

Send it immediately.
[ Eve ]
That's the spirit.

Solving problems
by throwing money at them.

You're starting to get
the hang of this job.

Something I can
help you with, Eve?

Looking for the big man.
He's indisposed right now.
What can I do for you?

Yeah, sorry, but I gotta go
straight to Angel on this one.

Whatever you've got there,
Angel's just gonna
hand it off to me anyway.

So you may as well
show it to me now.

Fair enough.

Senior partners
are very interested in this.

I don't know what it is,
to be honest. I get the sense
that they don't either.

They must suspect it's powerful.
They're chomping at the bit
to learn whatever they can.

We'll do our best.

Probably goes without saying,
but--

I'll have it for you
as soon as possible.

That's my boy.

Any business
with the senior partners,

I'm supposed to
tell Angel immediately.

I'll take care of it,
Harmony.

Also, anytime anything comes in
with runes on it, I'm supposed
to tell Angel immediately.

And not try
and read the runes myself.

'Cause that
can cause a fire.

As soon
as we have some answers,
we'll fill him in.

Until then,
I think Angel deserves
some peace and quiet.

[ Moaning ]

[ Fred ]
Angel?

You look terrible.

Fred.

I think something's wrong.
Okay.

Okay, don't worry.

I know what to do.

Let's take a look
under the hood.
What?

Fred?

What are you doing?

It's okay.

Huh?
[ Gasping, Panting ]

Please--

[ Continues Gasping ]

[ Sighs ]
There.

That wasn't so bad, was it?

Okay, let's get these
out of the way.

- [ Groans ] Stop!
- There's your liver.

[ Sloshing ]

There's your kidneys.

Oh, don't worry.
You're a vampire.

You don't need this stuff
anyway.

Probably should have had it
removed a long time ago.

- Oh!
- [ Groaning ]

Ah! There's your heart!

Hey! What do you know?

It is a dried-up
little walnut.

[ Heart Clanks In Bucket ]
So far, so good.

- Let's see.
- [ Continues Groaning ]

Oh!

Ooh.

Mmm.

Well--
[ Sloshing ]

Raisins.

[ Grunts ]
Hmm.

Came up the Gulf Stream, huh?

Oh. Hang on.

[ Groaning, Gasping ]

There's your soul.

Ooh. We're gonna
have to flush this.

Thank you, bear.

Huh.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I can't seem to find
anything wrong with you.

I mean...

except that you're empty.

There's nothing left.
Just a shell.

I think I can hear
the ocean in there.

[ Echoing ]
Hello?

Hello!

[ Moaning ]

She didn't say much else,
only that it needed to be done
as soon as possible.

[ Knocking ]

You guys are gonna
want to see this.

Getting reports of a vigilante
prowling the streets last night.
A vampire, apparently.

Angel never left
his penthouse.

Vigilante reportedly
killed two vampires
at a gas station...

and then asked the women
he'd saved if they'd, quote,

"like to get a bottle of hooch
and listen to some
Sex Pistols records with him."

Are we sure
Angel's just tired
and not, um, crazy?

Read the description.

Medium build,
black leather coat,

platinum blond hair.

[ Sighs ]

You gonna
invite me in?

It's not my place.
It's yours.

Building's quiet.

Windows don't get
direct sunlight.

You've got sewer entrance
for your daytime travel.

What, no cable?

You got water, electricity,
heating-- all the basics.

You even got a Korean
market on the corner--
open all night.

Look, appreciate
what you've done for me,
making me corporeal and all,

but I draw the line
at being your kept boy.

Oh. You got
someplace else to live?

I mean, a man of your means
must have money
tucked away somewhere.

You'll find something soon.

I'm offering you
a place to hang your hat.

Or your coat.

[ Sighs ]
Could say thank you.

Great.
Another ruddy basement.

What do you want?
Creature comforts?

You could go
to Wolfram and Hart.

This place has
everything you need
to be a hero.

Job requires somewhat
of a spartan existence.

You call that a bed?

Well, it's not like
you're gonna be sharing it
with anyone anytime soon.

[ Exhales ]

[ Woman Moaning ]

Spike?

Hey, keep it down, mate.

You've got something
on your shirt there.

[ Buffy ] Every time
I say the word "prom,"
you get grouchy.

Buffy?

It won't be long now.

You're taking Buffy
to the prom?

[ Buffy ] Can you say
"jumping the gun"?
I kill my goldfish.

[ Moaning Continues ]
I thought we were going to--

Shh! I can't be
a marathon man
with all your yammering.

[ Gasps ]

[ Bell Dings ]

[ Office Workers Chattering ]

Hey!
Look who it is.
How you feeling?

Better. Thanks.

Uh-- [ Giggles ]
Angel?

Oh. I, uh--

Always takes me a few days
to get back in the swing
of things myself.

Um, you should put on
a clean shirt, though.

Hey, guys.

Come on.
You'll miss it.

Miss what?

[ Sirens Wailing ]

[ Car Horns Honking ]

[ Explosions ]

What's everyone--

My God.

Hey, down in front!

Yeah, Angel.
You're blocking
the apocalypse.

I have to do something.

- I have to get out there.
- Don't worry.
Spike'll take care of it.

Go back to bed.
[ Lorne ] Or at least
put some clean clothes on.

You got a little something
on your shirt there, babe.

[ Squishing, Slurping ]

[ Men, Women ]
♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For he's
a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For he's a jolly good fellow ♪

♪ Which nobody can deny ♪♪

[ Cheering ]
[ Whistle Blowing ]

Speech!

Speech!
Speech!
Speech!

Well, this is, uh--

Thank you, everyone.

Uh, I don't know
what to say.

[ All Laugh ]

Uh, I'm just
a working-class bloke
fulfilling his destiny.

It was nothing, really.
[ Fred ]
Nothing?

Spike, you single-handedly
ended Armageddon...

and turned the world
into a beautiful,

happily-ever-after
candy-mountain place...

where all our dreams
come true.

[ Spike ]
Beautiful, isn't it?
[ Gunn ] The living end.

And now it's time
for your reward.

Yes! Your reward!

- But I didn't do this
for a reward.
- That's why you're getting one!

Ohh!
[ All Murmuring ]

[ Wesley ]
After all, anyone
who saves the universe...

from eternal bloodshed,
horror and misery...

deserves to get
what they've always wanted.

Deserves to become
a real boy.

And so you shall.

My heart, it's--
it's beating again!

Listen!

[ Gasps ]
You're human, Spike!
You're alive!

Ooh! I wanna hear!

Ohh!

Let's hear it
for Spike!
[ All ] Hip, hip, hooray!

[ All ]
Hip, hip, hooray!

Hip, hip, hooray!

[ Hooting, Laughing,
Applauding ]

[ Spike ]
Thank you!

[ Wesley ]
Marvelous!
Absolutely marvelous!

[ Spike ]
Well, look who's come to call.

Crockett and Tubbs.

Come on in, boys,

out of the cold,
into the damp.

Suppose I should've expected
a visit from Big Brother's
L.A. branch sooner or later.

Can I get you a frosty?

What are you up to,
Spike?

[ Scoffs ]
Man gets right to the meat of
the existential nut, doesn't he?

Just a little concerned.
You don't call,
you don't write.

What's your angle?

Last time we saw you,
you were booking
a one-way to the continent.

Change of plans.
Change of heart.
Changed me mind, mates.

[ Wesley ]
Sounds like
you've been busy.

We're getting reports
of a vigilante
matches your description.

Yes. That's what
you people do, isn't it?

You get reports.
You sign checks.
You read memos.

Here's to
the corporate teat.

How'd you find me?
[ Gunn ]
Wasn't too hard.

Put a couple of our psychics
on it this afternoon.

One of the advantages
of the corporate teat.

What can I do for you?
Need me to help you
collate something?

From what we hear,

you're fighting
the good fight
these days.

We figure
that's our territory.

Is that what this is about?
You're hurt 'cause I stepped
on your toesies?

Not at all.
We're wondering why
you left in the first place.

If you wanna
save the world,

we've got
the resources
to help you do it.

No offense, Mr. Vader,
but I've got no itch
to join the evil empire.

It's different. You know it.
We've changed things.

[ Scoffs ]
Look,

I told Angel,
and I'll tell you.

Place like that
doesn't change.

Not from the inside,
not from the out.

You sign on there,
it changes you,
puts things in your head.

Spins your
compass needle around till
you can't cross the street...

without tripping
the proverbial old lady
and stepping on her glasses.

And it's not like
I wasn't there, gents,
like I wasn't watching you.

Had to haunt
the damn place.
Remember?

Things aren't
that cut and dried,
Spike.

We're making a difference.
We're just playing
by a new set of rules.

So what? You want me
to put on a suit,
come play with you?

- Something like that.
- I can't believe Angel
would sign off on that.

Unless--

He doesn't know you're here,
does he?

[ Scoffs ]

- Hedging our bets,
are we, boys?
- That's not how it is.

And the compass needle
keeps spinning.

And the world
gets murkier and murkier.

They don't have a clue
what's happening, do they?

[ Chuckles ]
Hey.

Come on, babe.
Focus.

Are you sure Team Angel
hasn't been checking up on him?

Told you. They're busy
working on some relic that's got
the senior partners in a huff.

So, we gonna do this,
or what?

Hey.

Fine. Let's talk more.

- How's our blond crusader?
He buying into it?
- So far.

I mean, he hasn't sewn
a big red "S" on his chest yet,
but he's getting there.

We keep building him up
while we tear Angel down.

Pretty soon the senior partners
are gonna start thinking
they're backing the wrong horse.

Unless they find out
we're fixing the race.

Hey.

That happens,
I'm good as dead.

Relax, baby.

They'll never know
it's you.

Not while you have
these pretty pictures.

These aren't for playing.

They're the only thing
keeping me off
Wolfram and Hart's radar.

That doesn't mean
I can't think they're sexy.

Oh, you can think
whatever you want...
after we finish our project.

That mean
you're gonna give me
what I want?

Or are you gonna
keep up the teasing all day?

Good girls
always get what they want.

Ohh!
[ Giggles ]

This is gonna be fun.

[ Bell Dings ]

Oh! Hey!

Did you talk to Spike?

We did.
What'd he say?

Oh, you know.
Stuff.

Like what?

Apparently, we're not
good enough for him.
Thinks we sold out.

We didn't sell out.
We're changing the system
from the inside.

You know,
when you say it out loud
it sounds really naive.

Well, shouldn't we
tell Angel about this?

Tell him what? That Spike's
hung out a shingle and is open
for business in Angel's town?

I don't think he needs
to hear it right now.

It's not like
we need to protect him.

I mean, has anyone even
heard from him today?

Hey, Harmony.
Um, any word from Angel?

Oh.
Haven't heard a peep.

Maybe we should call him,
check in?

Act like we care?

Good plan.

[ Beeps, Line Ringing ]

It's ringing.

[ Ringing ]

[ Ringing Continues ]

[ Panting ]

♪♪ [ Piano: Honky-tonk ]

Lorne?

Oh, around these parts
folks call me Honky-tonk.

[ Spits ]
[ Clang ]

[ Gasps ]
I just got his voice mail!
You wanna leave a message?

No, I think I'll check in.

Any luck
with those tests?

Um, tests?
The stone?

Yea big, lots of carving?
Answers to the name
of relic?

Yeah, I'm on it.

Good, 'cause I'm getting
a lot of heat on this.

And when I say heat,
I mean actual flames
under my feet.

Senior partners
are a tad impatient.

Oh! Y-You want me to--

Now would be good.
Oh.

Unless you've got
something important--

No, I was just gonna--

[ Giggles ]
It can wait.

♪♪ [ Piano Continues:
"Clementine" ]

Hey, why so down
in the Dumpster, partner?

You look like you just had to
put down your last puppy.

I think--
I think I'm lost.

- Order a drink.
- Everything hurts.

Now you're gettin' it.
Everything hurts,
and then we die.

Or in your case,
everything hurts,

and then you go on...

♪♪ [ Low Note ]
and on...

♪♪ [ Note: One Step Lower ]
and on...

♪♪ [ Note:
One Step Lower ]
and on.

I don't know what to do.

Why don't you give me an earful
of them "purty" pipes of yours,
let me suss it out.

♪♪ [ Rim Shot ]

♪♪ [ Piano:
"Clementine" ]

♪♪ [ Stops ]

Well, sing out,
Louise.

[ Squeaking ]

[ Fred ]
I told you he was empty.

Yes, but this
is ridiculous.

We paid good money for this.

We paid blood for this.

The crowd's
turnin' on you, sport.

[ Roars ]

Oh, you poor thing.

You're really suffering,
aren't you?

You still got that thing
on your shirt?

[ Squishing, Slurping ]

[ Groans ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Screeching ]

[ Gasping ]

Wow.
You killed Junior.

Eve?

I'm not here, Angel.

You're dreaming.

But don't worry.

The dream's almost over.

[ Squishing ]
[ Groans ]

No!

- [ Parasite Chittering ]
- [ Groans ]

[ Sighs ]

[ Lindsey ]
I see you found
the market.

Thought this was a single.
Didn't know I was gonna have
a bloody roommate.

I'm just checkin' in.

Keepin' tabs.

[ Bottle Cap Pops ]

Kinda what I do.

Yeah? Well, I don't
need a babysitter.
So, uh, bugger off.

Are you this prickly
with all your friends?
I'm soft on the inside.

Spike, things would g--

things would go
a lot smoother if you--
[ Groans ]

Oh, bloody hell.

What was that about?

[ Panting ]
I just had another vision.

Oh, great.

Look, don't expect me to jump
every time you've got
one of these vision thingies.

Oh, no, I think you're gonna
wanna jump on this one.

[ Dial Tone ]

[ Hissing, Squealing ]

[ Fred ]
This is really nice.

You can stay
as long as you like.
Stay forever.

No, there--
there's so much work to do.

It's fine.
We got it covered.

But I--
I'm not supposed to be here.

Enough fighting, Angelheart.
Time to let freedom ring,
let yourself go.

But I'm not finished.

You are if you want to be.

We'll be fine.

Great, actually.

All you have to do
is stop caring. Just--

[ Shrieking ]

[ All Shrieking ]

[ Parasite Shrieking ]

Well, that'll be
a bitch of a cleanup.

[ Sighs ]
Spike?

No need to thank me.

Just helpin' the helpless.

[ Groaning, Panting ]

It was a Selminth parasite.

Its teeth
inject an anesthetic,

making the host
oblivious to its presence.

You'd never know
you had it on you.

Pumps neurotoxins
into the body,
causing paralysis,

hallucinations,
fever dreams.

It seemed real.
Just-- All of it.

You were dissecting me,
taking things out of me.
And there was this bear.

You called yourself Honky-tonk.

Tried to get me to sing,
but--

You were big
with the heckling.

Uh... sorry?

So, if this parasite
continued pumping
its toxins into Angel--

He would have been stuck in
a permanent vegetative state.

Well, good thing Spike
swooped in and saved the day.

How did he even know
you were in trouble?

Didn't say.

What I wanna know is
how that thing even got in here
in the first place.

We're checking the firm's
storage facilities.

It's possible that
a specimen escaped or--

You.

You brought it.

- Me?
- You were here.

I had a cameo in your
little dream sequence?
That's so sweet.

- You put the big one on me
after I killed the other one.
- The other one?

Angel,
there was only one.

No.

Maybe you're
confusing reality with
your hallucinations?

Uh-uh.

You changed your clothes.

Yeah, I do that sometimes,
after a long day.

But you didn't
change your earrings.

You were wearing those
in my hallucination.

Except I haven't seen you
for days.

I've worn them before.

I can't be held responsible
for how you dress me
in your fantasies.

You did change
your clothes, Eve,

and I've never seen
those earrings before today.

What is it exactly
you think I'm--
I don't know, Eve.

But I'm pretty sure
the senior partners...

didn't give me the reins
to their law firm...

just to turn me
into a vegetable.

Playing
your own game here?

What do you think
the partners'll do to you
after they find out...

about your little
extracurricular activities?

So things
aren't going your way...

and you're looking
for someone outside
your little circle to blame.

Here's a thought.

Maybe you should
try looking inward.

Unless you don't like
what you see.

[ Exhales ]

Grr! Arrgh!