LORNE: We'll head up the coast to Canada.

EVE: Keys.

(Lorne looks through the wall-mounted key storage box, not knowing which to grab)

LORNE: Uh...

EVE: Come on.

LORNE: Um...um...

(he presses the remote keyless entry, a car alarm chirps)

LORNE: Oh... Holy motor pool!

(chirp, chirp, chirp. Eve spots the car reacting.)

EVE: There! Hurry!

LORNE: What do you call this?

(they both get in the car)

LORNE: You'll like Canada. Lots of deserters.

EVE: Go!

(As Lorne puts the car in gear and starts driving out, a bright light appears above them as a portal opens up, dropping Lindsey, Spike and Angel onto the car. Lorne screeches to a halt. )

LORNE: What the daisy?!

SPIKE: (panicked) I'm on fire!

(realizes he's not on fire)

SPIKE: Oh, never mind.

EVE: Lindsey! (hugs him) What did they do to you?

ANGEL: He'll be fine.

SPIKE: Whereas we got shot and almost killed by a juiced-up S&M demon. Thanks or asking.

ANGEL: Let's get upstairs.

EVE: Be careful. He's hurt.

LORNE: (urgenlty) Uh, Angel, you should know there's a very tall, well-dressed, uh? Where's Gunn? Angel?

ANGEL: He, uh? he stayed behind.

LORNE: Stayed behind? But you never leave a? or...I guess we do. That's what we do now.

(There's a thumping on the stairwell door.)

EVE: Oh, god!

LORNE: Like I was saying.

(Hamilton punches the door off its hinges, sending it flying into the garage. )

ANGEL: Damn... he is well-dressed.

(fade to commercial and back)

EVE: Please, don't do this.

ANGEL: Eve's under my protection. You can't touch her.

(Hamilton reaches into his vest pocket to pull out a pen.)

SPIKE: Whoa. Didn't see that coming.

HAMILTON: You know how it works, Eve.

EVE: You could talk to the senior partners. Tell them it's a mistake.

HAMILTON: That's impossible.

ANGEL: I said back off.

(Hamilton pulls out a contract from his vest pocket, and unfolds it for Eve)

EVE: Don't bother, Angel. It's over.

(Hamilton hands her the pen, points to the contract)

HAMILTON: Sign here. (she signs) Good girl.

ANGEL: What the hell's going on?

HAMILTON: Oh, sorry for the intrusion. I'm Marcus Hamilton, your new liaison to the senior partners. (to Eve) And here.

ANGEL: You're what?

HAMILTON: Along with her immortality and certain other privileges, Eve has signed over her duties to me. (flips to the back page) Oh, and initial there.

ANGEL: This is about a contract? I thought you said you were gonna die.

EVE: And now one day I will.

HAMILTON: The senior partners felt it was time for a change. Eve was too easily distracted. Lost sight of the big picture.

EVE: I fell in love.

HAMILTON: Yes. Congratulations. Wonderful escape, by the way. Very clever. We'll be in touch. Oh, I have some excellent ideas I can't wait to share.

ANGEL: This is my house. The only ideas that matter are mine.

HAMILTON: (smiling, chipper) Absolutely. That's the policy. The senior partners are behind you 100%.

ANGEL: I doubt that.

HAMILTON: I'm looking forward to working myself into the mix. Angel, Spike... Welcome to the team.

LORNE: (nervous chuckle) Well, he's not so bad.

• Angel vs Eve
• Wolfram & Hart

written by: Elizabeth Craft & Sarah Fain; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x17_tran.php