CORDELIA: (sighs) I'm gonna kill him.

ANGEL: He's just worried about you. We all are.

CORDELIA: Is that the royal we, or the populous?

ANGEL: I always wanted to be a prince. I hear you gotta be born into it.

CORDELIA: (smiles) How do you do that?

ANGEL: What?

CORDELIA: Make everything feel like it's not spiraling apart.

(Connor walks out of the room)

ANGEL: You all right?

CORDELIA: Getting there.

ANGEL: The way you left the hotel—

CORDELIA: I know.

ANGEL: Did I do something, or—

CORDELIA: Oh, Angel... I love you. I always will. You know that.

ANGEL: I don't suppose we could stop there.

CORDELIA: I wish we could—more than anything—but I can't. When I got my memory back, everything came rushing in. Sunnydale, moving to Los Angeles, meeting you again. I wanted to tell you, but it was just too much.

ANGEL: Tell me what?

CORDELIA: What I remembered when I was a higher being. I remember seeing you—your past—when you were Angelus.

ANGEL: I never tried to hide who I was or what I've done. You already knew.

CORDELIA: Knowing's different than living it. When I was up there, I could look back and see everything you ever did as Angelus—more than see, I felt it. Not just their fear and pain. I felt you and how much you enjoyed making them suffer. I love you, Angel, but I can't be with you. It's just too soon. Maybe if we just give it a little time...

(Cordelia starts hyperventilating, convulsing, and her eyes turn white. Angel grabs her shoulders to steady her. She has a vision of the Beast coming up out of the earth.)

ANGEL: Cordy!

CORDELIA: He's coming. He's coming now.

(...)

ANGEL: You still have your visions. I thought they weren't supposed to hurt anymore.

CORDELIA: This wasn't normal. If that word actually applies to anything that ever happens to me. The visions are usually like a lawn sprinkler. This was like Niagra.

CONNOR: You should let her rest.

CORDELIA: No, I'm OK.

ANGEL: What else can you tell me?

CORDELIA: Big, powerful, clawing its way up through the bowels of the earth to slaughter us all. Yeah, that pretty much covers it.

ANGEL: Did you see anything that could give us a location?

CORDELIA: No, just the big beastie. It's coming, Angel, and it won't stop—not until we're all— It won't stop.

ANGEL: He's right. You should probably get some sleep.

CORDELIA: Yeah, because impending doom—almost as good as warm milk.

ANGEL: Whatever's coming, I'll figure out a way to stop it.

CORDELIA: It'll be too late. I can feel it. There's something—I don't know. I think I know more about this thing—or, I knew more when I was all high and mighty, but I just can't get at it.

ANGEL: Maybe if Lorne read you again.

CORDELIA: You think he would after what happened the first time?

ANGEL: I could hold him down.

CORDELIA: Angel, we need to know more. I need to know.

• Cordelia & Angel

written by: Steven S. DeKnight; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
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