FRED: Hey.

WESLEY: Hey. Angelus mentioned something about a sword in Angel's fantasy. I thought...

FRED: I wanted to thank you. If you hadn't've come in when you did...

WESLEY: (looks into the lobby, then to Fred) He's not there.

FRED: (awkwardly) It's— Charles heard what Angelus said. The stuff about—

WESLEY: Me.

FRED: Yeah, and—

WESLEY: How I feel about you.

FRED: Yes, which is very sweet. There's nothing wrong with i—

WESLEY: Yes there is.

(Walks up to Fred, puts his hand on her neck and kisses her passionately. She responds)

GUNN: Hey, (Wes and Fred turn away from each other as Gunn walks into the room) who's watching the monitor? (looks suspiciously at Wes, then at Fred) What's going on?

FRED: Nothing.

GUNN: Did he just—?

FRED: Of course not. (tries to push him out of the room) Charles, you're right—the monitor.

GUNN: (to Fred) You better tell me what the hell I just walked in on.

FRED: We were just— (looks at Wes)

GUNN: What? Researching?

WESLEY: You want to do this, deal with me. Leave Fred out of it.

GUNN: You ought to be leaving Fred out of it!

FRED: Hello, I'm here.

GUNN: You think I don't see the way you look at her?

FRED: Charles, please.

GUNN: (turns to Fred) And you, running off to him every time you need help, like I'm not good enough.

FRED: No, that's not— This isn't the time.

GUNN: (to Wes) I'm telling you—stay away from her.

(downstairs, Angelus wakes up and hears the ruckus)

ANGELUS: (smiling) That was fast.

(back upstairs)

GUNN: —long time since you were out for anyone but yourself.

WESLEY: I owe you nothing. Not anymore.

GUNN: You just take what you want, huh—

FRED: (pushes Gunn out of the office into the lobby) Come on.

GUNN: —no matter who it belongs to.

WESLEY: I didn't realize Fred came with a deed.

FRED: Stop it! What's wrong with you?

GUNN: You don't realize a lot of things, like the fact that nobody wants you here.

WESLEY: 'Cause you do such a bang-up job without me.

(Lorne and Cordelia come into the lobby.)

LORNE: Hey, hey, come on, guys. Let's not say anything that—

GUNN: Shut up, Lorne! (to Wes) Great idea, Wes, stealing Angel's kid. Oh, was losing him a part of your plan, too?

WESLEY: Go ahead. Throw some more blame around. It's what you're best at.

GUNN: You want to say that again?

FRED: Oh, God.

WESLEY: Face it, Gunn, you can't give her what she needs.

(Gunn punches Wesley in the face. He stumbles back, but stays standing.)

FRED: Charles!

(Wesley punches Gunn)

FRED: Stop it! This is insane! You're doing exactly what Angelus wants.

LORNE: Oh, for the love of Mike Tyson—

(Gunn hits Fred in the face with his elbow inadvertently as he rears back for another punch at Wesley.)

GUNN: Fred...

• Angsty Traumatic Confrontations
• Gunn & Fred
• Wesley & Fred
• Wesley & Gunn

written by: Elizabeth Craft & Sarah Fain; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season4/transcripts/77_tran.php