Angel
1.08
I will remember you

Indice transcript

Opens with Angel winding up an old clock and setting it on the desk in
his office. The clock says 8:53. He then checks the table's surface.
Puts a pencil down at one end and watches it roll across his desk.
Cordy and Doyle watch form the outer office.
Cordy: "When did he get back?"
Doyle: "Late last night."
Cordy: "And?"
Doyle: "Ah, he seemed fine."
Cordy: "He saw Buffy. He was in Sunnydale for three days, tracking
her and that thingymagiggy you saw in your vision. (Sighs as she
looks at Angel trying to adjust his desk) Where is the crabby scowl,
the morbid gloom? (Turns to Doyle) This just means that it cut deeper
then usual. Batten down the hatches, here comes Hurricane Buffy."
Doyle: "You think? (Cordy gives an exasperated sigh.) Maybe he's
over her."
Cordy pats Doyle on the shoulder: "You have so much to learn little
Irish man."
Cordy turns and sees Angel take a stake out of his desk drawer testing
its tip with his finger.
Cordy: "Oh, my God!"
Cordy runs into the office with Doyle right behind: "Don't do it,
Angel!"
Doyle: "Listen to me, man, it's not worth it."
Angel: "It's not?"
Cordy: "No! You can't let her get to you like this. You'll meet
someone else. Just give it some time."
Doyle holds out a hand: "Why don't you let me have that?"
Angel: "Because I need it to level my desk. (Bends down to stick the
tip of it under one of the table's legs) The floor is uneven.
(Straightens up with a smirk) You two thought.."
Cordy: "Doyle did. You know how he jumps to conclusions, - 'cause
you saw Buffy."
Angel: "It wasn't a social call. I was there to protect her. I
stayed out of sight. She didn't even know I was there."
Cordy: "Really? (Angel nods) So you avoided her."
Angel: "Look, Buffy will always going to be a part of me, and that's
never going to change. But she's human and I'm (Frowns and looks
down) - not. And that's also never going to change. We said our
good-byes, no need to stir any of this up again."
Cordy: "You don't want to 'stir', but if my ex came to town and was
all stalking me in the shadows and then left and then didn't even say
'hello' I'd be.."
Buffy from the open door: "A little upset. (Angel looks at her, his
mouth dropping open) Wouldnt you?"

Intro.

Cordy: "Buffy! - Buffy's here - in town. - What brings you to.."
Buffy: "I came to see my father. (Looks over at Angel) Thought I'd
stop by."
Cordy with a fake laugh: "What a surprise!"
Buffy: "Cordelia how are you?"
Cordy: "Good. I'm good. You?"
Buffy looks at Angel: "I've been better."
Cordy: "Uh-huh. - Well, this is Doyle. And he gets visions of
people in trouble."
Doyle: "Nice to make your.."
Cordy takes his arm and pulls him out of the office: "And this is us
leaving you two alone."
Buffy closes the door behind them then turns back to Angel, who's
having trouble meeting her eyes.
Angel: "Well, umm, it's good to.. Can I get you anything?"
Buffy: "How about - an explanation? - Who do you think you are
coming to my town and following me around behind my back?"
Angel: "I'm sorry."
Buffy: "What is this? Some new torment you cooked up just for me?"
Angel: "No, I don't want to torment.."
Buffy: "What is it? You can see me, but I can't see you? What are
we playing here?"
Angel: "We're not. I'm not playing anything. I wrestled with this
decision.."
Buffy: "Which you made without me."
Angel: "I tried to do what I thought was right. It's complicated how
this all happened, Buffy, you know? It's kind of a long story."
Buffy: "You're new sidekick had a vision, I was in it, you came to
Sunnydale?"
Angel: "Okay, maybe not that long."
Buffy: "You didn't feel that I was important enough to even tell me
that you were there."
Angel looks at her: "I'm trying to explain. It's because I felt that
you're important that I didn't tell you."
Buffy: "I'm a big girl now, Angel. I'm not in High School anymore.
A lot has happened in my life since you left."
Angel: "I know. I respect that."
Buffy: "And I don't need you skulking around, trying to protect me.
(Angel looks away, and Buffy looks down) Unless, of course, I'm in
some gigantic fight to the death, which - I was last night. That was
you, helping me, wasn't it?"
Angel: "I was in the neighborhood - skulking."

Cut to Doyle and Cordy in the outer office.
Doyle: "So that's the Slayer."
Cordy: "That's our Buffy."
Doyle: "Well, she seemed a little.."
Cordy: "Bulgarian in that outfit?"
Doyle: "No, I was going to say hurt."
Cordy: "Yeah, there's a lot of that when they're together. (Picks up
her purse) Come on."
Doyle: "Where are we going?"
Cordy: "Oh, they'll be into this for a while. We still have time for
a cappuccino and probably the director's cut of 'Titanic'."

Cut to Angel and Buffy.
Angel: "I'm sorry if I handled this wrong. I mean, what else was I
supposed to do?"
Buffy: "I don't know. - I just know that when you're around,
whether I see you or not, - I feel you - inside - and it throws me."
Angel: "Throws me, too."
Buffy: "So let's just stick to the plan. We keep our distance until
a lot of time has passed. Given enough time we should be able to.."
Angel: "Forget?'
Buffy: "Yeah. - So, I'm gonna go - start forgetting."
As Buffy turns to go a green skinned Samurai demon with a curved sword
and a red jewel in his forehead crashes through the window behind
Angel and attacks him. Angel barely avoids the first stroke of his
sword by rolling across his desk.
Buffy: "Angel!"
Buffy kicks the demon back against the wall, Angel comes up and throws
an ax at it.

Cut to Cordy and Doyle about to leave the office. They hear the
fight.
Doyle: "Did you hear that?"
Cordy dismissively: "Yeah, the Angel and Buffy show. First they talk
out their differences, then they punch them out."
Doyle: "Shouldn't we.."
Cordy: "Stick our noses where they don't belong and get them
flattened? No thank you."
They leave.

Cut to Buffy and Angel fighting the Samurai. Angel slides across the
floor, picking up the demon's sword and stabs it in the gut while it
is still wrestling with Buffy. Some of its fluorescent green blood
runs down the sword onto Angel's hand. The demon jumps back causing
Buffy to land on top of Angel, pulls the sword out and jumps out of
the window.
Angel and Buffy stare at each other as they slowly untangle themselves
and get up.
Buffy: "Friend of yours?"
Angel: "Never saw it before."
Buffy: "It was rude. We should go kill it."
Angel: "I'm free."
Buffy: "Got somewhere I can change?"

Cut to Angel and Buffy tracking it through the sewer tunnels.
Angel: "It's heading towards the ocean."
Buffy: "Are you sure?"
Angel: "It's wounded. I can smell its blood."
Buffy: "Oh. Great. - Handy skill. (Angel stops to look at her as
she continues on) Maybe if your crack staff hadn't run off at the
first sign of trouble they could have helped us with some research.
Find out what this thing is and why it wants to kill us."
Something rustles and Buffy spins around, stake in hand.
Angel: "It's just a rat. - So, you can put that down. (She lowers
the stake slowly) It's not a vampire. I don't know why you brought
that anyway."
Buffy: "Because I know how to use it. Besides it's a lot handier
then your fighting ax."
Angel: "Unless he chops it in two and maybe takes some of your hand
with it."
Buffy: "Look can we just get on with the hunting? I'd like to get
this over with before dark."
Angel: "I can handle this myself."
Buffy: "You bailed me out last night. I'd like us to be even.'
Angel walks past her: "We're keeping score now."
Buffy looking around: "Are you getting anything? Because I sure
smell sewer. (Angel touches a green spot on the wall of a tunnel
junction, smells his fingers, then heads down that tunnel) Tunnel
number one it is."
Cut to Angel emerging out of the mouth of a tunnel. He's blinking his
eyes, frowning.
Buffy: "Angel? You okay?"
Angel: "I feel weird.'
Buffy with a sigh: "I know. I do, too. I mean, I only came to see
you so I could tell you face-to-face not to see me - face-to-face
anymore, - and I know there is a fly in the logic ointment here
somewhere, but.. The next thing I knew we're being attacked by this
mutant ninja demon thing, and then we're on the floor on top of each
other, and it's just really confusing being around you."
Angel with a slight grimace: "No, I meant I felt weird from the
demons blood. (Looks down at his hand) It's powerful."
Buffy looks away: "Oh. Okay. (Turns to walk on quickly) Let's just
rewind Buffy's little outburst and pretend it never happened."
Angel: "No. I-It is confusing. And I.. When we're apart - its
easier. (Buffy stares at him) It hurts - every day. But I live with
it. (He slowly steps closer to her) And now you're - you're right
here - and I can actually reach out.. and - it's more then confusing -
it's unbearable."
Buffy inches closer to him: "But we have to bear, right? I mean,
what else can we do? It doesn't work with us. It can't."
Angel: "No, I-I can't give you a life, or a future or anything a real
girl would want."
Buffy inching closer: "No matter how much we miss each other."
Angel: "Or what we feel in the moment."
Buffy: "If we let something happen here - we'd want more. - And
nothing's changed. We'd only end up having to leave each other
again."
Angel: "And that's the best case scenario."
Buffy: "Oh, boy. (Turns away) I was really jonesing for another
heartbreaking sewer talk."
Angel: "Im sorry."
Buffy turns back to him angry: "You know, I'm actually on the brink
of something back home. I'm actually heading towards a pretty good
life now that.."
Angel: "I'm out of the picture. - That's why I left. I want you to
have it."
Buffy: "Could we just - find this thing and get this finished? (Sees
rungs leading up) What if it went up?"
Angel: "Into the day, where it knows I can't follow."
Buffy gets ready to go up: "But I can."
Angel: "Uh, I..(Reaches out to touch her then balls his hand up into
a fist and pulls it back) I don't want you going after it alone."
Buffy: "Look, it's best all around if we just split up. I can handle
it."
Angel after a beat: "There's a dive on Second near Beach, The Lone
Bar. Demons go there sometimes when they need to get patched up."
Buffy starts to climb: "Got it."
Angel: "Be careful."

Cut to Angel walking in the dark tunnels. Two glowing green eyes
watch him from behind. Suddenly the demon jumps out and attacks him
from behind slicing across the palm of Angel's right hand as he spins
around. Angel looks at the blood on his hand then vamps out and
attacks. They fight. The demon slices off the head of Angel's
battle-ax, and Angel manages to knock the sword out of the demon's
hand. The demon pulls his short sword (about the same length as
what's left of the ax handle) and they continue fighting. In the end
Angel manages to grab the demon's sword hand and turns its hand to
stab it in the heart with its own sword. The demon falls back as
Angel stares at the glowing green blood that covers his cut right
hand.
The blood swirls around and sinks into his cut, which closes up in
front of his eyes. A light races from his right hand through his
whole body as Angel collapses with a strangled cry. Angel comes back
up gasping for air while we hear the sound of a heart beating.
Angel staring at his hand in disbelief: "I'm alive."

Cut to Cordy and Doyle entering the office.
Doyle sees the destruction in Angel's office: "Woah, when they
fight.."
Cordy runs past him: "Oh, my God!"
Doyle: "What?"
Cordy : "She killed him! (Picks up a handful of dust) Oops! My
bad. (Brushes off her hands) It's just dust I forgot to sweep under
the rug."
Doyle: "What, are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
Cordy: "Hey, don't blame me if he's too cheap to hire a Cleaning
Lady!"
The door opens and Angel walks into the outer office a dazed
expression on his face.
Cordy: "What's wrong? What happened? - Did you do it with Buffy?
(Doyle steps closer to Angel staring at his chest) Watch it, Doyle,
don't get too close. - Hey, you walked in the front door - from the
street! You got.."
Angel looking at Doyle: "Yeah."
Cordy: "An umbrella!"
Angel walks past them and stand in the sun streaming in through the
window.
Doyle: "He's alive, Cordelia."
Cordy: "Alive?"
Angel: "Buffy and I were attacked by some kind of demon. I- I
tracked it - and killed it (Holds out his right hand) A-and some of
its blood mixed with mine."
Doyle laying two fingers on his wrist: "And you wound up with a
pulse?"
Angel: "I want to find out what kind of a demon that was. Ow, my
back. It hurts. Everythings.."
Doyle: "More real, now that you're real?"
Angel: "Yeah. I'm mortal now. I have a mortal body. (Stares at
where Cordy is standing) And I'm so - hungry!"
Cordy jumps out of his way as he comes charging towards her: "Look
out, he's gonna eat..(Angel grabs one of the donuts sitting on the
little refrigerator behind where she was standing and stuffs it in his
mouth) everything in sight!"
Angel opens the fridge, takes a bite out of an apple: "Oh my God.
Food. (Takes a bite out of something else) This is unbelievable.
This is so.. (Smells the apple) You know, I forgot how good it all
tastes when you're alive!"
Cordy: "Yeah, and they didn't even have Cookie-dough-fudge-mint-chip
when you were alive."
Angel: "Mmm, I want some! Can you get that?"
Cordy: "It'll go straight to your thighs."
Angel still trying bites of everything: "Uhm, chocolate! Oh,
(Laughs) chocolate!"
Doyle: "All right, all right, we need to focus here. We need to try
and find out.."
Angel talking with his mouth full: "I love chocolate! (Drinks out of
a yogurt container and makes a face) Uh, but not, as it turns out,
yogurt. Urgh!"
Doyle: "Orsen! We're in a situation here."
Angel: "Right. (Takes a deep breath and closes the fridge) I know.
You're right. Let me think - and now my stomach's killing me. -
Cordelia, find Buffy. She' in Santa Monica near the Lone Star. Tell
her I killed the demon."
Cordy turns to go: "Okay."
Angel: "Oh, wait! Don't tell her what's happened to me. Not until I
know what it means."
Cordy: "All right."

Cut to a woodcut of the demon in a book.
Angel: "That's it."
Doyle: "It's called a Mohra demon. They're pretty powerful
assassins, soldiers of darkness kind of thing. They take out warriors
for our side, like you and Buffy. (Quotes from book) 'Needs vast
amounts of salt to live'."
Angel: "It was heading towards salt water."
Doyle quoting: "'Veins run with the blood of eternity.' There it
is. Its blood has regenerative properties."
Angel staring fascinated at his reflection in a window: "Which
explains what happened to me. But it doesn't explain why."
Doyle closes the book: "Hey, what difference does it make, man? The
demon's dead, you're alive! It's happy fun time."
Angel spins to confront Doyle: "What's going on here, Doyle?"
Doyle: "I don't know. I thought the only way for you to be made
mortal was if the Powers-That-Be stepped in."
Angel: "What, they could have done this? How come I keep getting the
feeling that you're not telling me everything."
Doyle: "Because I'm not. We're both on a need to know basis here."
Angel pacing: "I need to know about this. Is this permanent? Am I -
am I normal Joe now? Can I have a normal life? I want to speak to
the Powers-That-Be."
Doyle: "Woah, woah, woah! That's easier said then done, bud. The
Powers-That-Be don't live in our reality. You have to approach them
through channels. Dangerous channels."
Angel: "Yeah, you know what? Start approaching!"
Doyle: "All right. All right. Maybe we can try the Oracles. But
hey, if they turn you into a toad - don't say I didn't warn you."

Cut to Angel and Doyle in some underground chamber. There is a white
stone arc in one wall.
Angel reading the foreign inscription above it: "'The Gateway for
Lost Souls' (Turns to Doyle) is under the post office?"
Doyle: "It makes sense if you think about it. Now listen, the
Oracles are finicky and unpredictable. You do get in, don't
dilly-dally. Ask your questions, get out."
Angel: "Aren't you coming?"
Doyle: "Not allowed. I'm just a lowly messenger, you're a warrior..
if your heart is pure - and I do this right.. (Puts some herbs in an
urn) 'We beseech access to the knowing ones..' We may just survive.
(Put a lighter to the urn and it fills with high flames. The arc
glows and fills with light) You're in."
Angel steps through the light into a white marble chamber. Two
glittery figures confront him.
Man: "Come before us, lower being."
Woman: "What have you brought us?"
Angel: "Was I supposed to.."
Man: "You call us forth and bring us no offering?"
Angel takes off his wristwatch: "I brought you this."
Woman holds out her hand and the watch flies to her: "I like Time.
There is so little and so much of it."
Man: "Well?"
Angel: "What's happened to me?"
Woman steps to one side of Angel: "It's true then, brother."
Man on Angel's other side: "He is no longer a warrior."
Angel: "It was the demon's blood. It wasn't the Powers-That-Be that
did this?"
Man: "The Powers-That-Be? Did you save humanity? Avert the
Apocalypse?"
Woman: "You faced a Mohra demon. Life goes on."
Angel: "My life as a human. I'm not poisoned or under some spell?"
Woman looks up, after a beat: "The Auguries say no. If it has
happened it was meant to be."
Man: "From this day, you will live and die as any mortal man."
Woman: "Privy to all the attendant pains - and pleasures."
Man: "That which we serve is no longer that which you serve. You are
released from your fealty."
The woman and man walk away form him.
Angel: "That's it? I'm free?"
Man holds up his hand and Angel goes flying backwards out of the arc
to land on top of Doyle.
Doyle helps him up: "Angel, it didn't work?"
Angel: "Yes, it did."
Doyle: "You just went in this instant."
Angel staring at the arc: "What?"
Doyle: "Look at your watch."
Angel: "I can't do that, Doyle. Next time remind me to bring a
gift?"
Doyle: "I knew I forgot something. So, what happened? What did they
say?"
Angel: "They're a little confusing, but.. - the gist of it is - it's
real. - I'm free."
Doyle: "I can't believe this."
Angel: "Me either. I mean, what do I do now? - I have this whole new
life spread before me. I don't know where to begin."
Doyle: "Right. It's overwhelming. You can pretty much do what ever
you want now. The question is, what do you want?"

Cut to Buffy walking in a park overlooking the beach. She feels
something and turns around to see Angel stepping through a shadowed
arch in a hedge. She watches as he walks out into the sun towards her
and they kiss.

Cut to the Clock on Angel desk. It's five o'clock.
Cordy fussing over a sickly plant: "This plant was thriving just this
morning. Now look at it. I'm telling you where she leads, dark
forces follow."
Doyle: "Buffy gave it mites?"
Cordy sits down on the couch beside him: "How else do you explain
it?"
Doyle: "Jealousy?"
Cordy: "I'm jealous of her? Oh, please!"
Doyle: "It's just a theory."
Cordy: "Jealous or not, our lives are about to kaleidoscope."
Doyle: "How do you figure. Angel's only been human a day."
Cordy: "The last 2 1/2 hours of which they've spent down there in his
apartment - together."
Doyle: "So? Don't they deserve a little happiness after all they've
been through?"
Cordy sighs: "Let me explain the lore here, okay? They suffer, they
fight. That's business as usual. They get groiny with each other,
the world as we know it falls apart."
Doyle: "Well, he's not cursed anymore. And anyway, you can't be sure
that they're.."
Cordy: "Oh, please! They've got the forbidden love of all time.
They have been apart for months. Now he's suddenly human? I'm sure
they are down there just having tea and crackers."

Cut to Angel and Buffy sitting at opposite sides of his kitchen table.
Angel pours some tea: "Would you like some more?"
Buffy: "No, thank you."
Angel: "I'm really sorry I kissed you like that."
Buffy: "You are?"
Angel: "Well, not for the kiss itself.."
Buffy sighs: "Good. I mean, 'cause - as far as kisses go I thought
it was well above average."
Angel: "It was incredible. I just - I-I think, maybe we'd be asking
for trouble rushing back into things. (Buffy looks at him) Not that
I don't want to - rush. Believe me, I do."
Buffy: "Right. You spoke to the Oracles and they said you were cured
for good. But how do we know that they really speak for the Powers?
I mean they could be - pranksters."
Angel: "Or there could be another loophole."
Buffy: "Exactly. And then the two of us would be in even deeper and
its 'grr' all over again."
Angel: "It would be smart to wait a while. See if this mortal thing
takes."
Buffy: "Exactly. And even if it does, it's still complicated."
Angel: "You're still the Slayer. And I'm not sure what I am now. I
don't know what my purpose is. I can't just wedge myself into your
life back in Sunnydale. It wouldn't be good for either of us. Not to
mention the fact that you just started college. And what about
slaying. I mean, if you had me to worry about, you might not be as
focused."
Buffy: "Are you going to pull out a pie chart on me now? Because I
get it, it's not necessary."
Angel gets up with a sigh and moves to the chair next to her: "I'm
not saying I don't want you. You know how much.. I'm just saying
it's worth the wait to be sure this is right. I need to be sure you
won't get hurt again."
Buffy gets up: "You know it's a good thing I didn't fantasize about
you turning human only about 10 zillion times, because today would
have been a real let down. - So how does the mature plan go? You
call me? I call you? What?"
Angel gets up and steps over to her: "We stay in touch - just not.."
Buffy: "Literally. - Funny. (They stare at each other, then Buffy
walks past him) Okay, I'd better.."
Angel turns to look after her: "Right. Remove the temptation."
Buffy spins back towards him: "So, we'll - talk soon."
Buffy puts her hand on top of his on the counter. They both stare
down at their hands. Angel turns his hand to grab hers then reaches
out and pulls her into a kiss. They stumble up against the fridge and
Buffy jumps up to wrap her legs around his waist. Still kissing,
Angel carries her over to the kitchen table, sweeps the stuff on it on
the floor and lays her down on it.

Cut to later.
Buffy yells: "Peanut butter, preferably crunchy!"
Angel's head pops up above the door of the fridge: "I got it."
His arms piled with food he makes his way back to the bedroom with
some strategically placed props all that's preserving his dignity.
He dumps the stuff on the bed and slips under the sheet.
Buffy wearing a black robe smiles at him: "The perfect yum. (Angel
feeds her a spoon of ice cream) Mmm, this is a dream. You're human
for like a minute and already there is Cookie-dough-fudge-mint-chip in
the fridge."
Angel: "God, I love food."
Buffy feeds him some ice cream on a chocolate waffle: "Food is good."
They kiss.
Angel: "Why didn't you ever tell me about chocolate and peanut
butter?"
Buffy: "Well, I figured if your vamp taste buds couldn't really savor
it, then it would only hurt you, you know? By the way, I'm over the
whole needing to be mature thing. That time you just spent in the
kitchen? That was enough time apart."
Angel with a smile: "Too much."
They kiss and some ice cream drips from his spoon on his chest.
Angel: "Okay, mortal coordination leaving something to be desired."
Buffy: "Wrong. It's just right."
Angel laughs as she licks up the ice cream then pulls her down into a
kiss.

Cut to Doyle and Cordy drinking at a bar.
Cordy: "Well, this is working out nicely! I'm out of a job."
Doyle: "Hey! It's not just you, you know?"
Cordy: "Oh, please. Who are *you* kidding? You're glad it
happened."
Doyle: "Hey, I'm glad for Angel, but if that means I'm off the hook
with the Powers-That-Be as well, all the better. I'm finally free to
go out in the world and make me own mark in the world."
Cordy: "We had a cat that used to do that. (Puts her head down on
the bar) Oh god, what am I going to do? I'm good for exactly two
things: International Superstardom, or helping a vampire with a soul
to rid the world of evil. That makes for a short but - colorful
resume."
Doyle: "Well, what ever happens form here on out, at least I will be
able to say good-bye to them bone-crushing, head-wrenching,
mind-numbing visions."
His head hits the bar as we cut to blurred pictures of the Mohra demon
attacking Angel.
Cordy: "What do you see?"
Doyle: "We got trouble."

Cut to Angel and Buffy lying peacefully in bed.
Buffy with her head on Angel's chest: "It's a good sound.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump."
Angel smiles: "It feels pretty amazing."
Buffy: "I'm so glad we didn't logic ourselves out of this. We'll
make it work, right?"
Angel: "We will."
Buffy: "Oh, I'm so sleepy, - but I still want.."
Angel: "What? You couldn't possibly.. Not that I wouldn't.."
Buffy: "No, no. I'm spent. Pleasantly numb even. You?"
Angel smiles: "For now."
Buffy: "No, I - want to stay awake - so this day can keep happening."
Angel kisses her on the forehead: "Sleep. We'll make another one
like it tomorrow."
Buffy sleepy: "Angel? This is the first time I ever really felt this
way."
Angel: "What way?"
Buffy: "Just like I've always wanted to. Like a normal girl, falling
asleep in the arms of her normal boyfriend. It's perfect."
Angel kisses the top of her head as she falls asleep.

Cut to later. Angel is watching Buffy sleep. He hears the door open
and gets up, careful not to wake Buffy.
Cut to Angel coming out of the bedroom shrugging into a robe as Doyle
comes down the stairs.
Doyle: "Hey, that (Angel holds up his hand for him to keep his voice
down and Doyle continues more softly) Mohra demon regenerated more
then just you."
Angel: "What?"
Doyle: "I had a vision. It regenerated itself."
Angel: "Where?"
Doyle: "In the tunnel where you fought it. Then it was in some sort
of factory. I thought I tasted salt. Could have been the margarita."
Angel pacing: "No, it needs a lot of salt to live."
Doyle: "Well, it was very much alive in this vision, and angry if I
might mention."
Angel: "I'll have to kill it again."
Doyle: "Yeah, but you're human now. They released you."
Angel pulling on some pants: "You want to let that thing roam free?
You saw it in a factory. There is a saline plant in Redondo, We'll
start there."
Doyle: "Yeah, but if it can regenerate itself, how can you kill it?"
Angel: "We'll figure it out. Just grab the book of Kelsor. Youll
read, I'll drive. (When Doyle stays silent) Doyle?"
Doyle looks at Buffy sleeping on Angel's bed: "I think we should
bring someone a little - supernatural?"
Angel pulls a sweater over his head and looks where Doyle is looking.
Doyle: "Don't you want to wake the girl?"
Angel: "Not for the world."

Cut to the saline plant.
Doyle reading in book: "Okay. This is not good. It doesn't just come
back - it comes back bigger and stronger. I think we should go back
and get Buffy."
Angel: "I know what I'm doing."
Doyle: "This isn't your average demon we're fighting here. It nearly
licked you before and now your mortal."
Angel: "If this thing with me and Buffy is going to work, I need to
be able do this on my own. I can't keep risking her life every time
some minion of hell.. Just tell me how to kill it."
Doyle reads from book: "Uh, 'It regenerates until the dark future it
envisions is upon us.' Oh, 'to kill the beast one must bring darkness
to 1000 eyes'."
Angel: "Funny, I only saw two."
Doyle: "Keep up the glib. It makes me feel like we have a chance.
(Angel sees two corpses and gags from the smell) Take it easy, mate."
Angel coughing: "The blood."
Doyle supporting him: "It's never an easy sight. It's part of being
human now."
Angel: "I'm going to kill that thing."
Doyle: "Just remember that it's brutal, deadly, and (looks up) here!"
The Mohra jumps down on them from above and they start fighting it.
They're clearly overmatched and Doyle gets knocked out pretty early.
Angel keeps getting back up, but the thing is pretty much wiping the
floor with him and he finally turns to run.

Cut to Cordy putting sticky notes on things in the office.
Buffy comes in: "Angel? - Cordelia."
Cordy hold up and ornate ax: "Is this antique?"
Buffy: "Byzantine."
Cordy puts it down: "Mmm."
Buffy: "Where is Angel?"
Cordy shrugs: "I've decided not to feel sorry for myself. I'm taking
matters into my own hands, organizing a little 'going out of business'
sale to subsidize the severance package Angel never bothered setting
up for me."
Buffy: "Did he leave a message about where he went?"
Cordy: "You know I'm in real pain here and all you can do is talk
about Angel. Has it even occurred to you how this whole turning human
thing might affect me?"
Buffy: "Regrettably - no. Look, if you know where he is, just tell
me?"
Cordy with a sigh: "He told me not to tell you."
Buffy: "Is he in trouble? (Cordy makes a face) Cordelia, what are
we, in second grade here? Tell me!"
Cordy: "Oh, you want to talk about being mature? Maybe it's time
that *you* grew up and realized that you can't have everything. You
can't have Angel and save the world. And anyway, it's your fault that
he went to fight that thing by himself without.."
Buffy: "What thing?"

Cut to Angel just trying to stay alive as the Mohra demon keeps coming
after him. Angel climbs on the lid of a salt silo and when the demon
jumps up and hits him they both crash through.
Mohra putting a foot on Angel's neck: "The end of days has begun and
cant be stopped. For anyone of us that falls, *ten* shall rise."
As the Mohra lifts his sword to stab Angel Buffy jumps down on it from
above, knocking it off Angel.
Buffy got the demon's sword: "You hurt my boyfriend."
Mohra: "A great darkness is coming."
Buffy: "You got that right."
They fight. Mohra manages to wrap its morgenstern around Buffy's
sword and pull it from her hand. Buffy kicks it into the wall.
Buffy: "Come on, this is the great warrior of darkness?"
They fight some more. Buffy manages to step on the chain of its
morgenstern and kick the demon so it has to let go of it. It picks
her up and throws her into the wall.
Mohra: "Together you were powerful. Alone, you are dead. (Picks her
up by her throat) What do you think of the great warrior now?"
Angel picks up a handful of salt: "Little bland. (Throws it in the
demon's eyes and it drops Buffy) Needs salt."
Angel tries to help Buffy up, but the Mohra grabs him and throws him
across the silo. Buffy and the demon keep fighting.
Angel looks up at the demon: "The light of a thousand eyes.. The
jewel in its forehead! You have to smash the jewel."
Buffy picks up the morgenstern and does just that.
Mohra: "No!"
The demon vanishes in a bright light.
Buffy runs over to Angel and takes his head in her lap.
Angel: "Buffy, are you all.."
Buffy: "Shh, you're all right. That's all that matters. Shh, you're
all right. (Kisses the top of his head) And it's over. And we're
together."

Cut to the Oracles.
Man: "You again."
Woman: "What have you brought me?"
Angel: "Famille Rose vase. (Throws her a black vase) Ching
dynasty. Circa 1811."
Woman: "Lovely."
Man: "Why are you here, lower being?"
Angel: "The Mohra demon said the end of days had begun. That others
were coming, soldiers of darkness. I need to know if he was telling
the truth."
Man: "As far as such things can be told."
Angel: "What happens to the Slayer when these soldiers come?"
Woman: "What happens to all mortal beings. Albeit sooner in her
case."
Angel: "She'll die? - Then I'm here to beg for her life."
The Oracles turn and walk away: "It is not our place to grant life or
death."
Angel: "And I ask you to take mine back. (The oracles stop walking
and turn back to him) Look I can't protect her or anyone this way,
not as a man."
Woman: "You're asking to be what you were, a demon with a soul,
because of the Slayer?"
Man turns to leave again: "Oh, this is a matter of love. It does not
concern us."
Angel: "Yes, it does. The Mohra demon came to take a warrior from
your cause - and it succeeded. I'm no good to you like this. I know
you have it in your power to make this right. Please."
Man: "What is done can not be undone."
Woman: "What is not yet done can be avoided."
Man: "Temporal folds are not to indulge at - the whims of lower
beings."
Woman: "You are wrong. This one is willing to sacrifice every drop
of human happiness and love he has ever known for another. He is not
a lower being."
Man: "There is one way. But it is not to be undertaken lightly."
Woman: "We swallow this day, as though it had never happened.
Twenty-four hours from the moment the demon first attacked you, we
take it back."
Angel licks his lips: "Then none of this happened and Buffy and I..
What - what'll stop us from doing the exact same thing again?"
Woman: "You. You alone will carry the memory of this day. - Can
you carry that burden?"

Cut to the clock on Angel's desk. It's 8:56.
Buffy wearing a long flowery dress is pacing Angel's apartment. Angel
comes down the steps to his apartment.
Buffy: "I'm guessing that expression isn't because they were all out
of fresh OJ at the deli. - What happened?"
Angel: "Nothing happened. - I just.."
Buffy: "Where have you been?"
Angel: "I went to see the Oracles. I asked them to turn me back."
Buffy: "What? - Why?"
Angel: "Because more then ever I know how much I love you."
Buffy backs away from him: "No. No, you didn't."
Angel follows her: "And if I stayed mortal one of us would wind up
dead, maybe both of us. You heard what Mohra said."
Buffy: "Mohra is dead. We killed him."
Angel: "He said others would come."
Buffy: "They always come. And they always will. But that's my
problem now, not yours, remember?"
Angel: "No, I won't just stand by and let you fight, maybe die,
alone."
Buffy: "Then we fight together."
Angel: "You saw what happened last night. If anything I'm a
liability to you. You take chances to protect me, and that's not just
bad for you, it's bad for the people we were meant to help."
Buffy: "So what? You just took a whole 24 hours to weigh the ups and
downs of being a regular Joe and decided it was more fun being a
superhero?"
Angel: "You know that's not it. How can we be together if the cost
is your life, or the lives of others? (Buffy just stares at him and
after a moment he takes her into his arms) I know. I couldn't tell
you. I wasn't sure - if I could do it if I woke up with you one more
morning."
Buffy sniffling: "I understand. - So, what happens now?'
Angel: "The Oracles are giving us back the day, turning back time, so
I can kill Mohra before his blood makes me mortal."
Buffy: "When?"
Angel looks over at the clock (it's 9:00): "Another minute."
Buffy crying: "A minute? No. No, it's not enough time!"
Angel: "We don't have a choice. It's done."
Buffy: "How am I supposed to go on with my life knowing what we had?
What we could have had?"
Angel: "You won't. No one will know but me."
Buffy: "Everything we did."
Angel: "It never happened."
Buffy shakes her head: "It did. It did. I know it did! (Puts her
hand on his heart) I felt your heart beat."
Angel: "Buffy.."
They kiss. Buffy looks over at the clock. The minute is almost up.
Buffy: "No! Oh God. It's not enough time."
Angel is crying too now: "Shh, please. Please."
The hold each other tightly both crying.
Angel: "Please, please."
Buffy: "No. I'll never forget. I'll never forget. I'll never
forget. I'll never forget."
White flash dissolves to Angel's office the previous day.
Angel is leaning against his desk blinking, looking around. Buffy is
standing next to the door.
Buffy: "So, then let's just stick to the plan. Keep our distance
until a lot of time has passed, and given enough time - we should be
able to.."
Angel stares at her and swallows hard: "Forget."
Buffy: "Yeah. - So - I'm gonna go - start forgetting."
The Mohra crashes through the window behind Angel with a scream.
Angel just turns, grabs the clock from his desk and coolly smashes the
Mohra's jewel with it. The Mohra goes up in a flash of light.
Buffy slightly stunned: "That was unreal. - How did you know how to
kill it?"
Angel: "It's a Mohra demon. I - I had a lot of time to catch up on
my reading."
Buffy nods slowly: "Yeah. Okay. - So I guess we've covered it,
right?"
Angel: "I guess we did."
Buffy: "And that's all there really is to say."
Angel takes a deep breath and looks down on the smashed clock. It
stopped at 9:02. When he turns back Buffy is already leaving the
outer office.
Angel: "Yeah. - That's it."

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