(New York City, 1943. Angel sits slumped in his chair. Suddenly, men burst in with stakes)

MILITARY MAN: All right, calm down! Calm down! Now, when I say calm down, I'm talkin' to you, of course. These guys I want wound good and tight, case you don't feel like listenin'. Sit down, son. We need to talk. You ever considered joinin' the war effort?

ANGEL: (shrugs) No.

MILITARY MAN: Well, that's a shame. Times like these, we can use all the able-bodied men we can get.

ANGEL: I'm not a man. I guess you already knew that.

MILITARY MAN: Everybody's gotta do his part. That's all I'm sayin'. Doenitz has been kickin' the holy hell out of us in the Atlantic. Allies are losin' up to 100 ships a month to his u-boats. Their damn submarines are faster, stronger, and more powerful than anything we've got in the water. Say what you will about the Krauts, them sons-of-bitches know how to build a boat. Up till now, we haven't had much luck figuring out what makes 'em tick, but 2 days ago our boys managed to capture what appears to be a T-class German-prototype submarine.

ANGEL: (unenthusiastically) That's... great news.

MILITARY MAN: Yes, it is. Unfortunately, when they were bringin' it back here, something went wrong. Late last night, we received fragments of a distress call. Something was on that ship. Have you ever heard dying men screaming for their lives, Angel?

MAN IN BLACK: Course he has.

MILITARY MAN: That sub's stuck in hostile territory, but we need it if we're gonna win this war. It's down too deep to send divers. Pressure, cold'd kill a man...

MAN IN BLACK: But... those aren't problems for you... are they? You've been on our radar for some time now, Angelus.

ANGEL: Name's Angel.

MAN IN BLACK: Oh. Right. You have a soul now. I represent a relatively new agency, Demon Research Initiative? And we think that you might be the solution to our little problem.

ANGEL: Well... I'm not interested.

(Angel gets a gut punch)

ANGEL: Ohh!

MAN IN BLACK: We don't particularly care. We figure we strap enough weight to you, you will sink, regardless of your interests.

MILITARY MAN: We need that sub, and we need you to deal with... what's on it.

MAN IN BLACK: We had our intelligence investigate the submarine's cargo manifest.

(takes a top-secret file out of his briefcase, stands, tosses the file in Angel's lap)

MILITARY MAN: We think we know what attacked our boys.

(Angel looks at the file)

• historical flash backs
• the Initiative

written by: Steven S. DeKnight & Drew Goddard; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x13_tran.php