9 INT. HYPERION - ANGEL'S OFFICE - LATER 9
Angel is sitting behind his desk, head down. Brooding.
Lorne finally walks in and doesn't wait for an acknowledgment
to start talking.
LORNE
So let's just make sure I've got
all this straight.
You've been running an orphanage,
you've just had an army of yours
slaughtered by a girl that you've
got holed up somewhere upstairs,
whom I'm assuming that Spike is
dating since he hasn't left her
side in hours, and an evil bitch
from Wolfram and Hart more or less
running your logistics. Does that
pretty much sum things up?
ANGEL
I don't think Spike and Sonia are
dating, but otherwise... Oh, and
we don't think Kirsten is evil.
And technically, Wes and I still do
most of the planning. But other
than that, yeah.
LORNE
Well then, I see that you have all
fallen from hell to Pylea without
me. We should have just let 'em
take us when they had the chance,
huh?
He forces a smile that Angel doesn't return.
ANGEL
Seems like.
LORNE
So...
He claps his hands together.
LORNE (cont'd)
Are you ready to go save the world?
Angel forces an apathetic smile.
ANGEL
We missed our window, remember?
Lindsey already did whatever it was
that he had to do to do whatever he
wanted it to do.
A beat as Angel tries to consider what he just said.
LORNE
Yeah, I was afraid that might
happen before we got around to it.
ANGEL
What are you saying?
LORNE
I'm saying that every good boy
scout carries with him in his bag
of tricks, a back-up plan. Or more
commonly known as Plan 'B.' I just
didn't want to say anything in
front of everyone else in case you
weren't up for it.
ANGEL
What are you talking about? Why
wouldn't I be up for it?
LORNE
'Cause Plan 'B' ain't exactly Plan
'A,' if you catch my drift.
He lets that hang as we...
FADE TO:
10 INT. HYPERION - SONIA'S ROOM - SAME 10
Spike is sitting beside SONIA'S bed, watching her sleep.
Looking both thankful and devastated.
SPIKE
A lucky one, you are, pet. Come
back from the dead, twice over.
(smirks)
Guess me and you got something else
in common now.
He stops and thinks for a moment.
SPIKE (cont'd)
Look, I don't know if you can hear
me or if your table's still a leg
short of being level, but if you
can hear me, you need to know this.
(beat)
When you wake up, you're going to
find out that you did some bad
things. To some good people. Your
people. But the thing you've got
to remember, is that it wasn't
really you. And that's something
else that we've got in common,
innit?
(beat)
I just don't want you to wake up
like our fearful, brooding leader,
thinking that you've got something
to prove, because you don't. You
weren't calling the shots and you
don't have to suffer the
consequences.
So you just get all the rest you
need and come back when you're
ready.
He stands up.
SPIKE (cont'd)
And now I've got to go stop the end
of the world so you'll have
something to wake up to.
He puts the chair that he was sitting in back against the
wall and quietly leaves, closing the door behind him.
TIGHT ON: Sonia's face as she tries to mumble something.
11 INT. HYPERION - WES' ROOM - SAME 11
Wes ENTERS the room and grabs a book from his bookshelf. He
hurries back toward the door. Just before he reaches the
door, he stops.
WESLEY
Is there something bothering you?
Illyria is sitting in the shadows in the corner of the room.
ILLYRIA
Do you remember when you first met
me?
WESLEY
Do you really think I could forget
that moment, even if I tried?
ILLYRIA
Do you also remember your promise
to me?
WESLEY
That I would help you adapt. We do
have things that require our
attention, so I hope that you're
going somewhere with this.
ILLYRIA
I have adapted.
WESLEY
Yes. Quite well, given the
circumstances. And?
ILLYRIA
I no longer require your
assistance. Any debt that I owed
you would have been paid many times
over through your battles that I
have fought.
Wes stops and stares strangely at her.
WESLEY
I agree. So what is it that you're
so tactfully working your way into?
ILLYRIA
I am leaving.
WESLEY
(dumbfounded)
You're what?
ILLYRIA
Do you think that your
insurrections pass in and out of my
consciousness as quickly as they
appear? I bear no allegiance to
you, nor your team. My will is my
own and taking my leave of you is
my will. If the Wolf, Ram, and
Hart have plans to end this
existence, perhaps I will return to
my previous magnificence when this
shell you cling to rots. And if
not, I'll not remain to watch your
demise.
Wes takes it in for a moment.
WESLEY
I... don't know what to say.
ILLYRIA
Then say nothing.
She stands up and walks past Wes to the door. He waits a
moment and finally turns around with:
WESLEY
For what it's worth...
But when he looks down the hallway, Illyria is gone.
12 INT. HYPERION - FOYER - LATER 12
Angel has his troops assembled. Everyone except Wes and, of
course, Illyria. Eve is tied up in a chair by Angel's
office.
ANGEL
Where's everyone else?
WESLEY (O.S.)
Right here.
Wes walks calmly down the stairs to meet everyone else.
ANGEL
What about Illyria?
WESLEY
She's not coming.
ANGEL
What do you mean, she's not coming?
WESLEY
Exactly what the statement implies.
ANGEL
Wes -
WESLEY
Just, please... Continue.
Angel stares at him for a moment, but finally nods. Before
he can even get a word out, however, the front door opens.
Everyone looks over to find Kirsten standing lightly in the
doorway. Tears still welled up in her eyes.
ANGEL
Kirsten...
She walks slowly into the room to stand before the others.
KIRSTEN
They're dead.
ANGEL
What?!?
Kirsten flops onto the sofa, staring blankly at the floor.
The others gather round her.
KIRSTEN
The kids were in a storage
building, like Lindsey said, but
they... they all...
A beat as she closes her eyes, and we:
FADE TO:
13 INT. STORAGE BUILDING - DAY 13
A loud CLANG as Kirsten kicks open the door to this dark,
seemingly empty warehouse.
She clicks on her flashlight and scans the gloom, silhouetted
in the doorway. She's packing a shotgun, but doesn't look
like there's anyone here to use it on.
KIRSTEN (V.O.)
There wasn't anybody else there.
They'd just left the kids behind.
Kirsten's flashlight beam falls on a row of old beds in one
corner of the room. Figures covered in blankets lie on each
one. Kirsten races over.
KIRSTEN (V.O.) (cont'd)
I got there as fast as I could,
but...
Kirsten reaches the first blanket and throws it back - and
with a GASP of horror, she stumbles back, hands going to her
mouth.
She looks frantically to the other beds, throwing back
another blanket and letting out a sharp WAIL of anguish at
what she sees.
KIRSTEN (V.O.) (cont'd)
They each had a bullet in their
head. Every one of them. Just...
just gone.
TEARS roll down Kirsten's cheeks as she sinks to the floor.
She bows her head and starts to SOB, as we:
FADE TO:
14 INT. HYPERION - FOYER - LATER 14
Everyone exchanges glances. How to react? A few moments of
silence before Kirsten turns back to Angel, fire in her eyes.
KIRSTEN
We've got to make them pay, Angel.
He takes a step closer, laying a hand on her shoulder. She
slowly looks up to meet his firm gaze.
ANGEL
We will.
She nods, leaning her head in her hands. Too exhausted to
deal with anything else. Angel stands and turns to face the
others.
SPIKE
Did... did I just hear her right?
WESLEY
My God...
SPIKE
Those rotten bastards!
ANGEL
Here's the deal. It's been a while
since I've given one of those
rousing speeches that are meant to
motivate and inspire, and for some
of you, that's a mercy, but with
everything that's happened lately
and what's about to happen, I think
I'm due.
Spike rolls his eyes.
ANGEL (cont'd)
Wolfram and Hart has been on the
other side of at least half of the
fights since I've been in LA.
They've proven time and again that
they're what's wrong with our
world, especially after today,
and... this time they're finally
looking to unleash some kind of
hell on earth. But with no deals
of any kind to be made afterwards.
This is a plan that they've had in
mind for aeons, so it's going to be
meticulously well designed and
seemingly foolproof. But I just
found out that we can be the fool
to prove them wrong.
SPIKE
Wait, I thought that whatever
Lindsey did was going to bring
about the end of times, or some
such shite?
ANGEL
It is.
SPIKE
So how are we supposed to stop
that?
ANGEL
We're going to pre-empt whatever
they've got planned and throw a big
ass wrench into the insides of
their war machines.
SPIKE
And for those of us who had better
things to do than read the
dictionary on Saturdays, that means
what?
WESLEY
We're going to beat them to the
punch. Guerilla warfare.
ANGEL
That's right.
WESLEY
But how?
KIRSTEN
People have been trying to figure
out the Wolfram and Hart endgame
for millennia, Angel.
ANGEL
That's true. But they never had
what we have right now.
The room stands in silence for a few moments before Spike
raises his eyebrows curiously.
SPIKE
Which is...
Angel smiles and looks back to Eve.
ANGEL
A former liaison to the senior
partners themselves.
15 INT. W&H - LINDSEY'S OFFICE - SAME 15
Lindsey is sitting behind his desk. Leaned back in his chair
with his feet on the desk. He's looking really relaxed when
HOLLAND MANNERS enters the room.
LINDSEY
(fake happy)
Holland! I thought I might see you
today.
Holland doesn't look nearly as enthused.
HOLLAND
I've been hearing some upsetting
rumors, Lindsey.
LINDSEY
So the IT boys finally caught on
that I found my way around the
company firewall and to the really
good internet porn? I've got to
say, I'm not impressed. It's been
going on for months.
Holland only stares back as he walks over and politely pushes
Lindsey's feet off of the desk.
HOLLAND
This is no laughing matter.
LINDSEY
And yet I can't keep the smile off
my face, for some reason.
HOLLAND
Are you aware of the accusations
brought against you?
LINDSEY
So you're saying it's not the porn?
HOLLAND
The partners have been informed
that you may have played something
of a role in bringing about the
first of the signs of the impending
apocalypse, to distract them while
you concocted another one of your
schemes.
LINDSEY
So you're suggesting that I know
what the signs are for the 'top
secret, partner eyes only' endgame?
Holland only raises his eyebrows, waiting for an answer.
LINDSEY (cont'd)
Did you know what the signs were
when you were CEO?
Holland doesn't answer.
LINDSEY (cont'd)
I didn't think so. So even if I
did somehow find myself in
possession of such information, do
you really think you give me enough
holiday hours to be absent and pull
it off?
HOLLAND
So you're denying all involvement?
LINDSEY
I'll tell you what. If there's
another sign, which judging by your
use of 'the first sign' earlier,
there is... If it doesn't come
about, then you'll know that it was
me trying to distract people.
But until then, you can't convict
on suspicion alone, can you?
Finally, Holland smiles his most absent smile and:
HOLLAND
I'm sorry to have bothered you with
such nonsense, Lindsey.
Lindsey smiles back.
LINDSEY
Not a problem, Holland.
Holland turns and leaves the room.
LINDSEY (cont'd)
And if there's anything that the
partners need, you just tell me. I
live to serve!
Lindsey smiles and leans back in his chair again, feet on the
desk.
16 INT. HYPERION - FOYER - SAME 16
Everyone is staring back at Angel. Disturbed by what they
just heard.
SPIKE
Bollocks.
WESLEY
It does seem a tad bit extreme.
ANGEL
No one said it was going to be
easy.
A long beat as everyone looks back to one another.
WESLEY
(to Lorne)
And you're sure that this... Plan
is sound. The end result, anyhow?
LORNE
About ninety-ten.
Everyone only glares back.
LORNE (cont'd)
Okay, eighty-twenty, but that's
just because guaranteeing success
is a sure sign of doom.
Another long beat as everyone looks to and fro again.
SPIKE
And this is the best bet that we
have?
Angel shrugs.
ANGEL
I'm open to suggestions.
Another long beat.
SPIKE
So we take the small piece... of
it... And we touch it to her?
Everyone looks back to Eve for another long beat.
SPIKE (cont'd)
And then what?
EVE
And then nothing! I'm not going
through with this.
Lorne rolls his eyes and advances on Eve with a piece of duct
tape.
EVE (cont'd)
Even if you do somehow get into the-
Lorne applies the tape over her mouth as everyone observes
another long silence before Kirsten looks back to Angel.
SPIKE
And this is the best bet that we
have?
ANGEL
It's the only bet that we have.
SPIKE
This is sodding ridiculous. We
poke her with a mystical digit and
that solves all our problems?
LORNE
It's a little more complicated than
that, sweetie. We need the
physical... whatsemajig to act as a
conduit for the spell, no pun
intended. Without that, there's no
way my magic can get past her
defences. Think of it as a tiny,
evil battering ram.
Wes looks puzzled as he looks back to Angel.
WESLEY
Even if we were to get there,
rendering something that powerful,
effectively powerless long enough
to remove a...
(almost grimacing)
... piece of it, is going to take
more energy than any of us have to
give.
ANGEL
Yep. Lorne already thought of
that.
WESLEY
And what's the solution?
Just then, Lorne's phone rings and he brightens up.
LORNE
This could be it right now.
He takes a cell phone out of his jacket and quickly answers
it.
LORNE (cont'd)
Yello? Oh, dollface, am I ever
glad it's you. I've been having a
devil of a time trying to convert
the nonbelievers into going into
you know where to get you know
what.
(laughing)
Tell me about it.
Without a word to the others, Lorne heads toward the front
door.
WESLEY
Angel...?
Angel smiles back to Wes.
ANGEL
You're going to be upset that you
didn't think of it first.
Lorne finally makes it to the door.
LORNE
(into phone)
Anyway, I'm right there so I'll see
you on the inside, eh?
Lorne puts the phone back into his pocket and opens the door.
LORNE (cont'd)
Well, hello there! It's just been
so long.
He smiles and steps out of the way for GWEN RAIDEN to enter
the room! Decked out in black leathers and showing just
enough flesh. Sexy as ever.
She smiles as she takes in the unblinking eyes of most
everyone in the room and looks back to Lorne.
GWEN
My, my, my. I always did love to be
the center of attention.
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
17 INT. HYPERION - FOYER - DAY 17
Gwen is standing alongside Lorne as the others wait for some
kind of explanation.
Lorne looks back from the others to Gwen and:
LORNE
See? Did I tell you or what?
GWEN
Oh, you told me.
She walks fully into the foyer and around the room, like
she's inspecting the lot of them.
GWEN (cont'd)
I just had to see it for myself.
ANGEL
See what?
Gwen only smiles as she passes Angel and moves on to Wesley
who only forces a small smile as she runs her finger along
his chin.
GWEN
That you needed me.
She walks past Wes and on to Spike.
GWEN (cont'd)
You're new.
SPIKE
'Bout a century and a quarter off,
darlin'.
She raises her eyebrows.
GWEN
Ooh, another vampire.
She continues on as Spike smiles.
SPIKE
Lorne, did you order us a stripper?
Gwen stops just as she gets to Kirsten and her smile fades.
GWEN
And one girl.
She looks back to Angel.
GWEN (cont'd)
There's always one girl. What is
it with you guys? Three guys. One
girl. Does that seem odd to anyone
else but me?
KIRSTEN
The name's Kirsten.
She stares Gwen down.
GWEN
And I never seem to do well with
the ladies for some reason.
She moves on.
SPIKE
There's, er, actually another girl
upstairs. She's just a bit bonkers
at the moment.
GWEN
Let me guess...
(rolling her eyes)
Ever the wordsmith and queen of
scowls Cordelia.
LORNE
Actually, honeycake -
ANGEL
Cordy's dead.
She stops and her expression goes to stone in a moment.
GWEN
Oh... Sorry to hear that.
ANGEL
Well, it happened a while back
and...
Her face lights up.
GWEN
Where's Gunn?
SPIKE
Sorry to spoil your homecoming
party, princess, but he's also of
the departed.
Gwen stops and looks around.
GWEN
And Fred?
Wes shakes his head.
GWEN (cont'd)
Man, I'm starting to rethink this
whole 'go fight for the good guys'
thing.
SPIKE
And while we're on the subject of
good guys, just who in the bloody
hell to high water are you?
She smiles playfully.
GWEN
I can see that you don't have a
problem with the ladies.
SPIKE
I haven't heard any complaints yet,
luv, but let's try to keep on
point, shall we?
Angel finally walks across the room to stand beside them.
SPIKE (cont'd)
Spike, this is Gwen Raiden.
Gwen...
GWEN
(smiling)
Your name is Spike?
Spike puffs up.
SPIKE
It is.
GWEN
Like a puppy?
Spike starts to open his mouth, but:
GWEN (cont'd)
Or the leader of the Gremlins?
SPIKE
Hey!
Spike starts to go off, but Angel steps in between them.
ANGEL
We'll have time for formal
introductions later. Right now,
let's focus on saving the world.
Gwen smiles at Spike one more time and then goes over and
plops down on the couch.
GWEN
So, what have we got in the way of
entry?
ANGEL
Sewer access.
GWEN
(rolls eyes)
Of course.
GWEN (cont'd)
Security?
ANGEL
Lots of it.
GWEN
Tools?
Angel looks around to his team.
ANGEL
You're looking at 'em.
Gwen cracks up laughing. Spike only shakes his head and
stares accusingly at Angel as we...
FADE TO:
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