Lorne to Angel: it's Kyrumption from Waiting in the Wings (Season 3) | Next Clip in Episode |
(Lorne is wiping at the back of Angel's tux jacket with a rag.)
ANGEL: Is it gonna to be alright? Is there a stain?
LORNE: Oh, relax, crumb cake. I've got the soda water working overtime. Man, little Connor burps like a champ.
ANGEL: At least he's sleeping.
LORNE: Who wouldn't? With that sweet Irish lullaby you crooned. Just a hair flat on the bridge, but more to the point... Cordelia?
ANGEL: What about her?
LORNE: I read you while you were singing, you big corn muffin, and uh, can't say as I blame. I mean, what a woman she's become.
ANGEL: You're not supposed to be reading me. Anyway, you read me wrong.
LORNE: Sorry, strudel. It's not just when you're singing. We got a little term back in Pylea. Kyrumption?
ANGEL: I know it.
LORNE: Okay. When two great heroes come together...
ANGEL: There will be no coming together, okay? Everything we've been through together and all anybody wants to talk about is...
LORNE: Can't fight Kyrumption, cinnamon buns. It's fate. It's the stars. Kyrumption is...
ANGEL: Stop saying that. (petulant) And stop calling me pastries.
LORNE: You're a man of many limitations, Angel. But you're a man. You got a heart. And Cordelia is a hell of a lady. I mean, if I thought she'd like to wear green, I'd be elbowing you out of the way. But she's out of my league. She's a champion, Angel, old school. And besides, we all know you got a thing for ex-cheerleaders.
ANGEL: What have I got to offer her?
LORNE: Do I even have to answer that? You just have to act, Angel. You gotta let her know what's brewing inside. 'cause, man, it's real and - and you don't wanna miss that shot!
LORNE: Lorne, Cordelia, she's...
CORDELIA: She's what?
(Both of them turn to look at Cordy standing in the doorway, showing off her dress.)
ANGEL: I-I was just saying that you're not much of an ballet fan.
LORNE: (to Angel) You - you know, disregard everything I said. I forgot how homely she was.
ANGEL: You - you look like...
CORDELIA: Like a ballet fan? An aficionado? A devotee, in fact? Tonight I've decided that we don't have to be our incredibly dreary selves. Tonight we're just a couple of young sophisticates enjoying an evening of classical dance. How does that sound?
ANGEL: Sounds just right.
written by: Joss Whedon; I typed these up myself this afternoon (2/8/02) since I couldn't find a transcript. Spell checked the next day.... Full transcript at: