Lost Girl (2010–2016): Season 2, Episode 6 - It's Better to Burn Out Than Fae Away - full transcript

And... I had on
this ugly taffeta dress--

What colour?
Please say sea breeze.

Sea breeze.

And my hair was
three feet high.

I lay it out
on the kitchen table,

I iron it flat,
and then hair I spray it --

and my date
doesn't show.

Oh no!

Totally bailed.

So I go
to the prom alone,

and Andrew just shows up
an hour later



and he tosses--
a wrist corsage at me

and says:

My mom got this
for you.

And then he got drunk
in the parking lot

with his buddies
all night.

That is so romantic.

But I can't
say I blame him.

'Cause your hair
did sound pretty brutal.

Can I be excused?
Thanks--

Can't believe
you said that--

That almost went
down my top--

Hey!

Someone's gonna have
to clean that up!

Sonny, you better have
a damn good reason



why you're painting
my friend on this wall.

Life is hard when you
don't know who you are.

It's even harder when
you know what you are.

My love carries
a death sentence.

I was lost for years.

Searching,
while hiding.

Only to find that I belonged
to a world hidden from humans.

I won't hide anymore.

I will live the life
I choose.

Sorry--

That's ok.

You wanna
stretch out?

Thanks.

It's like
couch yoga.

Hey, Succu-face!

Hey! You guys
having fun?

Kenzi, I know what
you're thinking,

but this is
purely platonic--

Earth to Bo!

I don't care
if it's platonic.

I don't even care
if it's slutonic.

We are harbouring
a fugitive--

from the Ash!

I know that!

So what are you going
to do about it?

Something clever.

That I haven't quite
figured out yet.

Look, I get it,
ok?

You love having
Lauren around.

But I just hope whatever
it is you're feeling

isn't going to stop
you from dealing

with this little
situation we're in!

You know I liked it better
when I was the mom.

Honey, you where never
the mom.

Reschedule that meeting
at William Morris.

And I need a dress
for an awards show.

There she is!

The most beautiful creature
God's poet ever penned--

and her boss
The Morrigan.

Bianca?

Did we have a meeting
with Vex scheduled today?

Yep! Sorry, thought I'd pop in
for a bit a tete-a-tete.

What's on
your mind?

Bit of a pickle.

Don't s'pose you'd know why
one of your human artists

would paint a rather
naughty picture of me

killing a Vampire
we both knew and despised?

A Vampire I dispatched
at your behest, may I add.

Right piece of nasty
business, that is.

Shot of steel
and silver to the face.

Scorpion Man was around since
the Babylonian Empire --

and not to mention
a personal friend of mine.

I don't suppose Jason
is here right now?

Jason!

Oh, Jason lovey!

Vex!

It's just a painting,
darling.

May I remind you

I have a 'human'
reputation to uphold.

I own several clubs,
I need liquor licenses,

I have a city council
to keep happy!

Funny, isn't it?

Jason gets hold
of top secret information

and paints it
for all the world to see.

I don't suppose
you let something slip

while he was slipping
you something?

Vex, Vex, Vex--

if you forget your place,
you could lose

a lot more than
your liquor license.

I would never--

If there is a leak,
I will find it.

And Jason will get
what he deserves.

When you do find Jason--
if it pleases you--

I would like to conduct
the interrogation.

And I would like a dragon
to heat my pool.

Ahhh!

How could Jason
do this to me?!

That mess is not going
to clean itself up.

Bianca--

do you think Vex is entirely
happy with his station?

Well, he could move up in
the world if you were deposed.

He might even try
for your position.

Get your coat.

I need you
to fetch something.

They've managed to survive

for over two-hundred
million years.

Hi!
Are you Bo?

That depends...

My employer
would like to know

if you're free
for a meeting.

Who's your
employer?

Sweetie, your career
had a serious case

of E.D. before
I took you on

so I say it's time
you show me a little love.

There's no way I'm signing
away my royalties to you.

Hey,

you should really reconsider
this new contract.

It's all you've
ever wanted.

Maybe I'll
reconsider.

I mean... it's all
I ever wanted.

I am so delighted
you think so.

Kisses.

Bianca--

I hope you're not smiling
at your incompetence.

You had me double
booked tomorrow,

I had to shuffle
my own appointments.

I'm so sorry.

Wow!
And to think,

if I had aligned myself
with the Dark Fae

you could treat me
like that too.

Don't worry
about her.

She's irreplaceable.

Having a Seniatta around
when negotiating

my artists' 'principles'
is a must.

Besides,

if I don't bust her chops once
in a while she gets lazy.

A Seniatta?

An Italian Fae.

She can control a human's
inner motivations.

I'll give you one
as a signing bonus--

if you join
the Dark side.

I really hope that's not
why you brought me here.

No, and boring.

One of my rising stars
is Jason Baines.

The human painter?

He's gone and
killed a Dark Fae elder.

And painted some sensitive
Fae information in public.

I need you to figure out
what's going on - quickly.

Why me?

There seems to be
a leak in my camp.

Not entirely sure
who I can trust.

Since you're... alone,
you're all I have.

So find the boy
and bring him to me.

I'm not in the habit
of rounding up humans

so they can be
murdered.

That's just the thing,
isn't it?

I don't want
Jason killed.

And why
should I believe you?

I could never see
Jason killed because--

I seem to have
fallen in love with him.

♪

I'd say don't take the job
if I thought you had

any intention
of taking my advice,

but since you don't--

Thank you.

There's a few things
you should know about

our tender-hearted
friend The Morrigan.

She's
a Leanan Sidhe.

The Country singer?

A Fae seductress.

She inspires artists
and makes them great

and feeds off
their genius.

An evil muse
if you will.

Convenient skill
for an agent.

But, she eventually
drives the artist mad

and into
an early grave.

Any self-destructive
rock stars we know and love

happen to have dated one
of those Leanan Sidhes?

No comment.

Thanks, Trick.

Bo, this boy Jason
has killed a Dark Fae.

He might be suffering
a complete breakdown.

Which makes him
totally unpredictable.

Well, this must be where
the painting was.

Way to cover
the evidence.

No one in the Fae world
watches CSI?

I like Jason's tag though.
His lines are awesome.

Oh, is little miss ragamuffin
also patron of the arts?

Live on the street
as long as I did

you meet a lot
of riff raff,

and they all think
they're artists.

I wish I knew who these
other tags belonged to.

Maybe someone knows
where Jason is.

Oh, balls.

What?

I sort of know the massive
a-hole that painted this one.

Well, do you know
where we can find him?

Yes. Follow me.

♪

There he is.
Yo, yo! Tryst!

Oooh! Girlie!

I knew you'd come crawling
back to me, one sec...

You dated
that tool?

No!

He bought me
a hotdog once.

Then he ate
most of it.

So... you come back
to make things right?

Cuz, uh, I started
dating this girl--

No, you didn't.

We are looking
for this guy.

You know him?

Pssssh. Know him?
We was like brothers.

I used to spot
for him.

All street artists
have a spotter,

in case the cops show up
and you gotta book.

Have you...
seen him lately?

Nah--

Jason made it
to the bigs.

Signed with some
hot as balls agent lady.

Booked him some
real legit shows.

Jay started making
mad dolla bills.

Oh yeah?

He wised up and
dumped your ass, huh?

Nah, me and Jay
was tight.

He just started acting
crazy all of a sudden.

Started doing stuff
I ain't never seen before.

Like what?

One time he painted this pig
in a cop's uniform

on the side
of a Paddy Wagon--

while Five-0
was still inside, yo!

Drugs?

No, Jason never
even drink.

Makes me sad.

When he first hit the street
I was his Artful Dodger,

always keeping him
out of trouble.

You never read
Oliver Twist did you?

Maybe.

What kind
of stuff he write?

Thanks, genius.

Hey, Kenzi!

When you gonna
let me paint you, girl?

You know, Titanic style!
All tasteful-like.

Hey! I tattooed yo' digits
over my heart.

Over my heart!

Trickster!

Tell me you got some magical
booze that can erase

the last fifteen minutes
of my life, please??

Yup.
Tequila.

So, Jason is
slowly going crazy

thanks
to The Morrigan.

Somehow
he slipped away

and now he's painting
Fae secrets all over town.

But why?

Maybe he wised up.
His paintings could be

a warning
to other artists.

To not get involved
with the Dark Fae?

That's a pretty lucid plan
for a nut job.

Something just
doesn't add up.

Oh God!

He did it!

He totally tattooed
my digits over his heart!

Hello?

Hey, I ran into
my boy, Jason.

Where?
Is he with you now?

Nah, tried to say hello,
you know, reminisce.

But he felt like
hitting me in the face

with the butt end
of a shotgun instead.

Where did he go?

Heading towards
the west end.

We used to paint there
back in the day.

An alleyway behind that
new fancy people's hotel

where they sell Oxygen tanks
in the mini bar--

Great!
Thank you.

Put Kenzi
on the phone!

I broke my nose
helpin' all ya'll.

I could use
a sexy nurse, you know--

Hello?

C'mon--

You... the man.

Man! If I step in one more
pile of rancid filth--

Why can't street artists
paint in the park

or at the spa?

Is it time for your nap,
my darling?

This is the third alley
we've been in.

I was really hoping
we would have found

Jason by now so
I could go home--

And be platonic with Lauren.
Right?

OK, yes.

It is hard
having her there

and not taking advantage
of the situation.

And meanwhile, Dyson's
holed up with the most

perfect specimen
of Fae womanhood ever,

and good for him--

and The Morrigan!

She's all in love.

I mean she is kind of feeding
off his brain,

but, she's in love!
None the-less!

And where am I?
Trudging through old cabbage!

Jason!

Hey!

Kenzi, no!

There you are,
my little crumpet!

Ah-ah-ah.
It's not nice to point.

Now, let's see
how you like it.

Vex!
Let him go!

When are you going
to learn not to interfere

in Dark Fae
business?

Maybe you just aren't
seeing things

for how
they really are?

Excuse me, Vex.
Dude.

Look, I know you're
all powerful

and you could probably
take me down, too,

but if you do, your boys
are coming with me.

Let's have a chat.
Fancy a shot?

First round's
on me.

Are you ok?

The Morrigan.
Smile.

Now... why are
you two messing

with an ongoing
Dark Fae investigation?

I was hired
by The Morrigan

to bring Jason
in-- alive.

What were
you doing?

I was just having
a laugh with him.

Oh, that's such
a funny joke.

How does
that one end again?

With me interrogating
that little piss-ant

to find out how
he knew very sensitive

Dark Fae
information.

Why not wait until I bring
him to The Morrigan

and you can
question him then?

I'll let you in on
a little secret:

The Morrigan's
afraid of me.

You see,
I'm even more popular

with Dark Fae elders
than she is.

And she is just devious
enough to orchestrate

this whole mess
to bring me down.

And how
would she do that?

Well, she is Jason's muse--
pulling his strings.

But I tell you what.

You bring Jason to me
so I can question him

and I'll see to it that
a very large sum of money

makes its way
into the pockets

of your tight,
tight pants.

I am not gonna help
you murder Jason.

Oh! Blood oath.
He won't die.

Just bring him
to me so I can see

if my suspicions
are right--

See if The Morrigan
has it in for me or not.

And then?

I'll hand
Jason back

and you can buy
a place with walls.

You know, I wouldn't mind
living pretty

on Monsieur
Freakshow's dime.

So what
do you think?

Happened already
or yet to happen?

Like, did The Morrigan
kill someone

or is she intending
to kill someone?

I do not like this.

Why don't you
go home?

I am gonna go
and have a little chat

with my new
employer.

Good luck.

Let's cut
the crap.

I know you did
a real nice thing

helping Bo
against her mom.

But, you also spy-banged
her for The Ash

and broke her heart.

She really likes you.

So if you hurt
my best friend again

one day
in the future,

Anthropologists will
find your skeleton

in an unmarked grave
with a massive, massive

life-ending blow to the head
by a totally awesome chick

that rhymes
with frenzy. Ok?

You know, I get the whole
best-friend routine, I do.

But if you're trying
to be the only human

in Bo's life,
you're not being much

of a friend at all--
you're being selfish.

Can I help you?

Oh boy--

I love what you haven't
done with the place.

Oh!

Thanks.

I'm here for Lauren.
Where is she?

Lauren?!
Oh!

God, I haven't
seen her in ages.

Is that so?

What's it like
being someone's pet?

I do hope Bo keeps you
on a very tight leash.

Humans have a tendency
to run wild

and make a such
a mess of the place.

Some are
so out of control

they need to be
put down.

Well... there are
more than a few Fae

I would like to see
put down myself.

Except--
this one.

He's... awesome.

Let her go!

That's why
I love humans.

Whistle loud enough
and they'll come.

You're overstepping
your authority

by attacking Bo's human,
and you know it.

Put her down or what is left
of the Light Fae elders

will hear
about this.

It is merely out
of the thinnest wisp

of respect for Bo
and her territory

that I haven't had you
dragged out of here

by your hair
this very second.

Twenty-four hours,
Doctor.

If you haven't wiggled
your little rear end

back home
by then,

your special research
project goes dark.

I'll pull the plug
and you can say goodbye--

I'll be there.

Very good.

Put her down.

Kenzi--

Kenzi, I'm so sorry I brought my
problems into your home.

Are you really
going back to him?

Whoa, whoa, whoa--
he did what??

Ok, Kenzi,
just sit tight.

Hello and goodbye.
I'm out.

This job has become
way too messy for me.

Go.

I have more important things
to deal with right now

than Dark Fae politics.
And I won't help you

put Jason into an early grave
with your evil musing

or whatever.

I wasn't aware
of any politics.

Well,
Vex certainly is.

He offered
to make me rich

if I brought Jason
to him first

right after he tried
to make me

poke my own
eyes out.

Vex said that,
did he?

Well, then--

I think it's
perfectly reasonable

that you
walk away.

I accept
your resignation.

Of course, if you find Jason,
I'll give you the key

to fixing Lauren's situation
with The Ash for good.

You okay?

How do you do it?

Work for The Morrigan,
day in, day out?

Oh, it's a great job.
It's very high-profile,

and I get to meet all kinds
of interesting artists.

Evony can be hard
on me,

but she's just giving me
the tools I need to make it.

Evony?

"The Morrigan"
is her title.

Evony is her name.
Evony Fleurette Marquise.

Oh, pretty.

I came to her looking for
representation as a painter

but she saw
my real ability.

My ability to persuade
the weak minded,

my ticket to the top
of the arts world.

You ever miss
painting?

No. I was never
very good.

Well, thank you
for trying to find Jason.

I'm sorry you
won't be continuing

to work for The Morrigan
and it was nice to meet you.

I decided
to give it another shot.

Going after the kid
full throttle this time.

You seemed
so adamant--

Well, The Morrigan has some
powers of persuasion herself.

She made me an offer
I couldn't refuse.

Everyone ok?

We're fine,
all things considered.

Where's Kenzi?

She drank
some wine.

I think I have some
really, really good news--

Bo, I appreciate everything
you're doing for me.

I really do.

But I'm gonna go back
to The Ash's Compound.

I can't let you and Kenzi take
this kind of heat for me.

You might not have
to go back for long.

What do you mean?

If I find Jason,
The Morrigan will tell me how

to free you from this thing
that's tying you to The Ash.

That's
really something.

Did she say anything else?
Any specifics

No, she wouldn't
cough up any details.

But she gave me
her blood oath.

And yet, you don't look
as excited as I am--

I am.
I guess--

Since we have no guarantees
of how this will turn out--

Hey

I will not let anything
happen to you.

I know you'll try.

But, tomorrow
I'll be gone.

Maybe forever.

I need to know this isn't
about getting over Dyson.

No.

This is about us.

♪

Come on!
Get up!

Ugh!!! Move it!
Move the ugly booze!

Come on!

Ugh! Go away.

I feel like a wet dog
moved into my mouth

and had puppies.

Kenzi, thank you so much
for standing up to The Ash.

And for trying
to cover for Lauren.

You're a superstar.
I owe you huge.

Yeah, well, if they would have stayed
two more seconds

I woulda laid them down
a massive beat down--

Russian Mafia style.

Where you going?

Actually it's where
we're going.

We're meeting Hale
at the Dal.

So come on,
get up, get ready!

But you're
buying me breakfast.

And Trick better have
pancakes

because momma needs
serious carbs

to soak up
Senor Malbec.

Toothpaste?

Footlocker.

Thanks.

You want some pancakes
with your syrup?

One more word.
One more word

and I'm having Siren
with my syrup.

You're getting nasty
in your old age.

She fell into the bottom of 2
bottles of wine last night.

Here--

Check this out.

Oh... my--

Oh my God,
my headache is gone.

How did you do that?

I got skills.

Will you marry me?

Nah, you drink
too much.

So how's your
old buddy Dyson?

He's good.
You know...

Working hard,
hitting the gym--

And that
pretty blonde?

Oh, uh... Ciara.

Yeah, yeah, she's around.
You know...

Awesome.

Yeah, that's
awesome.

Listen, I wonder
if I could borrow

your police expertise
for a moment.

I seem to be hitting
one dead end after another.

How do you find someone
who could be anywhere?

Ah!

Sounds like you need
to see The Eye.

The Eye?

Any relation
to The Schnoz?

Just give me
a sec.

Seriously,
I feel so much better.

Gimme me
pancake--

Number six,
corner pocket.

Ok! I brought him
and he's willing to help.

Now when you meet him--
just roll with it.

Roll with what?

The Eye's Fae.

He snoops
for his own kicks.

Independently and not
even close to legally.

Likes seeing into places
that maybe he has

no business seeing into,
if you catch my drift.

Seeing how far into places
are we talking here?

Dyson and I use
his special brand

of expertise once in a while
for police work,

so we cut The Eye
some slack.

But sometimes I just think
the price is too high.

Anyway!

Big guy in the corner!
Have fun!

Aren't you staying?

Naaah. you know
I gotta work and--

I just got this back
from the cleaner's.

Alright, mama bear--

Ok!

Let's do this.

Hello?

Mr. The Eye?

Sir?

Ahhhh, ladies!

What a most delicious climax
to my anticipation.

Though to be honest
I am not accustomed

to enjoining council until
the second stroke of midday.

Um,
it's two o'clock now.

Oh!

My heavens
the tall one is right.

Tis the bigger fool
am I,

for lost the track
of the time I did

whilst sieging
the castle--

Might I interest
ye fair maidens

in some shared
libation?

Buddy--
we are not into that.

But, um--

Actually--

we are looking
for this guy--

"Eye" see.

Because...I'm the eye.

As for remuneration
I'm sure we will work

something out that be
of satisfaction to us all, yes?

Yes.

Yeah.

Ta-ta--t-ta-ta!
Not so fast!

What of
my payment?

Well,
what do you want?

What's her "sitch"?

I mean,
doth she be single?

Ahhh, yes!
She's totally single.

No, I'm not!

I just started
dating someone.

Really, Kenzi??

What's his name,
where is he from

and what does he do
for work?

A kiss!

One kiss,
tender supple and spare.

A kiss--
oh yes!

A somber gentle kiss--
a souvenir of the affair.

Oh, wow--
that was beautiful.

I wish someone would write
a poem like that for me.

Go for it, Kenzi,
you lucky dog!

I can't, he smells
like old pants!

Kenzi, Jason's life hangs
in the balance here.

Now nut-up,
sister!

Go!

Ah! Oh!

The sweet taste
of nymph!

How seldom you find
your way to me.

You must journey
to the street of King

to find the man
you seek.

Well, we'll just be
on our way.

Thank you.

Hate to see you go,
love to watch you leave.

You know why
I love working with you?

The glamour.

Who else gets
to chase down

a gun-wielding
Street Artist

and make out with a
perverted Cyclops?

No one.
That's who!

Shhh. Keep your eyes
peeled for Jason--

Why are you
following me?!

Jason, I'm working
for The Morrigan.

She asked me to find you
and bring you back to her.

Who?

Your agent.

Evony.

Evony sent you?

Put the gun down--

and I'll take you
to her.

No!

I have something to do,
something I have to do.

There's a beginning,
a middle and an end--

we're nearing the end
but I just can't see it yet--

I can't!

When I paint,
I can't--

It's like I'm not
here anymore--

I can't go back yet!!!

I have
to finish this.

Stop!
Leave me alone!

Ok, we'll go!
We'll leave you alone--

No!

♪

Looks like
someone's entered

the surrealist phase
of his career.

Oh, it's ok.
You're home now.

It's alright,
it's alright--

Well, there he is.

Safe and sound,
just barely, I might add.

Jason, would you go
to your room.

I have some business
to tend to.

Will you come
see me later?

We'll see.
Now, run along.

Let me just get
what I owe you.

Actually,
there's something else.

Let Jason go.

I know that you're
in love with him,

but this hold you have
on Jason is killing him--

My God, you are naive,
aren't you?

I'm not in love
with Jason.

I just knew that
was the only way

to get a bleeding heart
like yourself to help me.

If I were to set
Jason free right now,

how would I
find out how

Vex put him up
to all this?

And exactly what kind
of a coup he's planning?

Here's the key
to saving Nadia.

The deal was
to save Lauren.

Yes, but in order
to save Lauren,

you must first
save Nadia.

Who's Nadia?

She didn't tell you?

Nadia is Lauren's
girlfriend.

Why didn't you bring him
to me like we discussed?

He's locked inside now
and I can't get near him!

We never had
a deal!

I am never working with
The Dark Fae ever again!

And why doesn't anyone
ever tell the truth?!

Lauren?!

Hey!

She's gone.

Can I get you
anything?

No, thank you.

I just want
to take a hot bath

and wash this
day away.

I'm so glad this case
is over.

Um, yeah...
about that.

The case coming
to an end and all.

I may have
discovered something

in Jason's paintings.

Fantastic.

I'm so happy right now
I could throw up.

See?
These are two paintings

that form one
larger painting.

They're two panels
of the same picture.

You're saying The Morrigan's
gonna try and kill Vex?

Jason somehow
found out about it,

painted it
all over the city, yup.

Doesn't
make sense.

The Morrigan and Jason were
in love, pillow talk, baby.

She let the goods slip while
they were doing the nasty.

The Morrigan was lying
about being in love

with Jason so I would
take the case.

Oh.

Oh.

And she wouldn't let
something this sensitive slip

Not to a human.
She's smarter than that.

So did Vex really set
this entire thing up

to make
The Morrigan look bad?

I don't know.

Someone is pulling
the puppet strings.

But as much as Vex
is a total creep

I think he really did want
to interrogate Jason.

Find out who told
him those secrets.

I mean, he gave
his blood oath.

Ok, ok... but if our
mysterious puppet master

got Jason to paint
The Morrigan killing Vex--

Does that mean someone is
trying to frame The Morrigan?

And topple her
from power?

By actually
killing Vex.

So why did Jason have
a total meltdown?

Actually, it was more
than a meltdown.

It was like he was
resisting something.

Fighting back--
like someone was

in his head trying
to convince him--

Oh crap.

I whip people because
they pay me.

Handcuffs, nipple clamps,
angry yelling, sure--

but murder?

Sorry, darling,
that's not my thing.

Vex has been a good client
of mine for a very long time.

Yes, but haven't
you always wanted

to take your talent
to the next level?

This is a logical
leap for you.

Yeah, sure.
Yeah, I'll do it.

When you think about it,
it's a logical leap

for someone
in my line of work.

You'll be
needing this.

♪

Ah, yes.
Come on in.

Do you, uh, fancy
a glass of bubbly?

Oh, yes!
Very nice.

You are a stupid,
stupid boy

who needs
to be disciplined!

I'm so sorry,
Mummy!

I have a surprise
for you.

♪

What do you think
you're doing?

Have you lost your
bleedin' mind?!

Ah!

I don't want to
hurt you lady.

Now step away
from the pervert.

Ugh!

What kind
of Fae is this?

The human kind!

Get my hands free!

Where's the key?!

In the purse!

God, I thought I had a lot
of crap in my bag--

Kenzi!
Hurry!

Well, well, well!

Decision,
decisions, decisions.

At times like this,
one must always ask:

what would be
the most fun?!

♪

This one is
innocent.

And what the hell
are you wearing?!

Your plan
to murder me failed.

And in a lovely little twist
of irony, your friend

the Dominatrix now finds
herself in bondage.

I've had quite enough
of your accusations--

No, no, no,
not you.

Her.

We know you've been
manipulating Jason.

Pitting Vex against The
Morrigan, trying to frame her.

Do you understand the war
you could have started?

You treated me
like a dog!

All you do is
take and steal!

You step on people's dreams
like they don't matter

Because nothing matters
but your bottom line.

Well, I wanted
to see you suffer.

For all of those poor
artists that you ruined,

I needed you
to suffer.

I was a painter!

And you
took that from me!

And I just wanted to make
something beautiful--

Bianca!
No!

Let's not fight
anymore.

It's a promise.

As always, I am
your loyal servant.

You really must come
to my club for piss up.

The full VIP treatment,
on me.

I want four young men.
Gorgeous.

As you wish.

Yes, it's me.

Can you send a cleaning
crew up to my office.

My assistant's made
a terrible mess.

How can you be
so callous?

Why? Did something
just happen?

You are sick.

Did you give Lauren the good
news about her girlfriend?

I'm sorry
I can't walk you out.

I seem to be--

short-staffed
at the moment.

This was not
a good day.

Cheer up, Momma bear.
Wasn't a total failure.

We did snag ourselves
a door prize!

Do we really have
to keep him tied up?

He's no different than
a heroine addict.

We untie him now
and he'll be right back

at the teet--
so to speak.

Nope,
this boy's got

a one way ticket
to hot bitch rehab!

We sneaky,
sneaky.

Bring it back--

Yeah.

Weird not having
the Doc here, isn't it?

Just when I was
getting used to her.

What's up, babe?

Lauren stuff.

Did you get her
pregnant?

I'm sorry.

What is it?

According to
The Morrigan--

Lauren has
a girlfriend.

Dude, I told her if she
screwed you over again

I was going to bash
her brains in.

I don't know
what to do.

I mean, save her
from The Ash, obviously,

but... after that--

should I confront her?
Should I be mad?

Do I even have
a right to be mad?

I mean who is this
girlfriend anyway, and...

how come she's never
once mentioned her?

I can't believe
I'm about to say this,

but I think you should give
her a chance to explain.

Maybe she has
her reasons, you know?

Hey, babe.

I just wanted you to know
I'm working really hard.

I'm still trying
to help you.

I promise.

If you could meet Bo
you'd really like her.

She's such
a good person.

She's so trustworthy.

And she has
this big huge heart.

And she's strong.

She's so strong.

And she takes care
of me.

Imagine that--

Somebody taking care
of me for a change.

♪