LORNE: You look a little down, sugarplum. Is it Cordy?

FRED: I can't. I don't care what he says.

LORNE: I know, kitten. It's strange, but under that blood-feeding creature of the night facade, he seems a bit heartless lately.

ANGEL: Hearts get in the way.

LORNE: Hearing as good as ever, though, boss!

ANGEL: If we don't gut ourselves and burn out everything inside that gave her power over us, then we're lost.

LORNE: I hate to say it, Dr. Pep, but I've been lost for, like, 2 hours.

WESLEY: Still, I miss her. I miss the warmth and the knowing what's right and that you're doing it just by loving her.

GUNN: Tough drug to kick cold turkey.

FRED: I remember the first time she took me aside at that fight at the bowling alley. Me, pale, frail Winfred Burkle, sitting with a goddess, and she was asking me what her name should be.

WESLEY: Seems strange now. A being of her immeasurable age. You think she'd already have a name.

LORNE: Well, maybe it was embarrassing, like Hester or Peanut.

(Angel and Wesley, who were walking out front of the gang, fall through the floor into a huge hole. )

FRED: Angel!

(Wesley manages to hold on to the floor so he doesn't fall to the bottom of the hole. Gunn reaches out to grab Wesley's hand.)

GUNN: I got you.

written by: Ben Edlund; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me. . Full transcript at:
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