ACT TWO

INT. MEDICAL FLOOR—WOLFRAM AND HART
ANGLE: Angel's anxious face.

CONNOR (O.C.)
No one went in or came out of the room?

MELODY (O.C.)
The cameras in the hall showed no unusual activity after Wesley went in last night until you guys broke in this morning.

GUNN (O.C.)
What about the camera inside the room?

MELODY (O.C.)
Angel disconnected a lot of the cameras after you guys got here. It's been offline for days.

CONNOR (O.C.)
So whatever did this somehow got into the room without using the door.

Scenes of Angel's dream flash by; the reason for Angel's apprehension is now clear.
ANGLE: Angel's face.

MELODY (O.C.)
Looks like.

ALEXA (O.C.)
(voice shaking)
But he's… he's not a vampire.

CONNOR (O.C.)
No. There's a pulse.

ALEXA (O.C.)
You say that like he doesn't have much else.
(silence)
The… the spirits are talking. They're saying that someone stopped the attack, probably saved him.

ANGEL
(turning to face the others)
Who?

ALEXA
She. Her.

GUNN
The same 'she' that's coming?

ANGEL
She did this?

ALEXA
No. Yes, I mean, the she that's on her way, but she was the one that saved him, not attacked him.

CONNOR
The spirits have come out of hiding then?

ALEXA
They're pretty apprehensive. They're… crowded around Wesley as we speak.

CONNOR
Are they saying anything?

ALEXA
They don't want me to hear.

ANGEL
Do they know who did it?

ALEXA
I don't think they were anywhere around. It was just 'her', out of nowhere. They don't like her; they run away when they sense her coming.

ANGEL
How do they know she saved him and didn't bite him?

ALEXA
She's a spirit. Invisible and incorporeal. She wouldn't be able to bite.

GUNN
Then how'd she fight the culprit?

ALEXA
Look, I don't know, okay? I know what I know and that's it. We have no reason to argue with what the spirits say, they're better informed than we are, regardless of whether we trust them or not.

CONNOR
Do you know where she comes from?

GUNN
Or goes, for that matter.

ALEXA
I don't know! They don't like me. I don't know why not; they liked Lily well enough, and they really like Wesley, but they don't want anything to do with me.
(sighing)

If I knew anything, I'd tell you. I want to know what happened just as much as you do.

MELODY
(after a silence)
So how long are we going to keep avoiding the truth?

GUNN
What truth?

MELODY
I think we know exactly who did this.

CONNOR
Mel…

MELODY
It makes sense on all accounts. His office is right beside Wesley's, he's sneaky and stealthy in that way, not to mention the fact that he's a vampire…

CONNOR
Mel, I don't think so.

MELODY
Why the hell not, Connor? It's the only explanation from my point of view, and it's not as though he's exactly denying it vehemently anyway.

CONNOR
One of these tooth marks is blunt. The vampire in question has a fairly severely chipped tooth. Dad, you want to vamp out for a sec?
(Angel does; both teeth in tact)
It's obvious to me. If no one else is convinced, I'm sure Angel will consent to some sort of scientific thing to prove him innocent. Like a, a tooth mold or something.

ANGEL
(weakly)
I didn't do this?

ALEXA
Actually, you might have.

ANGEL
What?

ALEXA
(glancing at Wesley and walking from room)
Follow me.

Cut to:

INT. FILES AND RECORDS ROOM

GUNN
Okay, what are we doing here?

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
Miss, can I help you with something?

ALEXA
Yeah, can you direct me to the newspapers that we've been hiding from Angel?

ANGEL
Hiding?

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
(pointing)
Right over there.

Alexa picks up a few papers from a small stack in front of two ceiling-high other stacks and splays them on the desk. Angel has made the front page on each one; they're all dated within the past two weeks. Some headlines mention Angel; all mention Angelus.

ANGEL
(skimming a paper)
Angelus lives in this dimension?

ALEXA
As an entirely different entity from you.

ANGEL
Why didn't anyone tell me about this?

MELODY
I don't think anyone else knew. I mean, I didn't.

ALEXA
No, it was just me... and Wesley... and the Senior Partn--

GUNN
Don't say that.

ANGEL
Are you talking to them?

ALEXA
No, God no.

CONNOR
Are they talking to you?

ALEXA
...Just the one.
(beholding the stares she's getting)
Look, it's a spirit, okay? Not my fault. Remember how I was involuntarily imposed with this power?

ANGEL
Can we get to the part where you withheld information from me about my murderous alter-ego?

ALEXA
The spirit said it was imperative you didn't know about Angelus. I guess the employees here have been doing everything they can to make sure you didn't see a newspaper at all since you got here.

CONNOR
What about the Inter-dimensional? There should have been something there.

MELODY
Why? It's standard here. It's not news to other dimensions, this just happens to be a dimension where Angelus exists.
(off everyone's looks)

I really didn't know, it just makes sense.

ANGEL
Why don't they want me to know?

ALEXA
They don't want you to disrupt the balance of things here. You arrived, and now you're just supposed to be here. They think that now you'll go after him at all costs, which, in their eyes, would be a waste of time.

ANGEL
Why did they tell you all this?

ALEXA
I really don't know.

ANGEL
And, remind me again, why didn't you tell me all this?

ALEXA
The spirit said--

ANGEL
You told Wesley.

ALEXA
Yeah, well, seeing death all the time has been kinda hard on me. Seeing his girlfriend in me all this time has been hard on him. We talk.

ANGEL
(after a silence)
Why did you take anything a Senior Partner had to say to heart?

ALEXA
Because Wesley agreed, and frankly so did I. There's already a lot going on. We get into trouble one by one every few days. You don't need a distraction which, if the papers are anywhere near correct, would probably be pretty futile anyway.

GUNN
I don't really want to fuel the fire here, but he is Angel. He probably could beat Angelus. A soul's gotta be an advantage, right?

ANGEL
No way I could beat him on my own. He's ruthless in a way I could never be. Even if I had people by my side, it would be a struggle.

ALEXA
Plus, it doesn't sound like Angelus has ever been Angel in this dimension. He's a lot more experienced than Angel is--

ANGEL
Hey.

ALEXA
--and is probably much worse killer than anyone in this room is accustomed to.

GUNN
Okay, here's what I don't get. You've only been here for a few months and you know about this. Not your fault, I know, but... Mel's lived here her whole life. Why didn't she know?
(no answer)

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
(clears throat)
Can I help you with anything?

ANGEL
(glancing behind him momentarily)
No.

MELODY
(comprehending)
Yes.

ANGEL
Or yes.

MELODY
Why didn't I know? Has someone been censoring what I see my whole life?

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
(eyes flipping)
Name, please.

MELODY
Melody Hayshaw.

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
(eyes flipping)
Melody Petunia Hayshaw, born October 12, 1981 to Roger and Greta Hayshaw of Los Angeles, California. Potential observed by Wolfram and Hart in January of 1982; parents notified, conditioning begun shortly thereafter.

MELODY
Potential? What potential?

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
Your potential impact on the events as depicted in the Unulat Prophecies.

MELODY
Is that it?

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
Your potential impact on the subjects of the Unulat Prophecies as well as, indirectly, on the apocalypse.

MELODY
Meaning these guys.

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
That is what I said, yes.

MELODY
What kind of impact?

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
(eyes flipping)
No data found.

MELODY
(hesitantly)
How much conditioning?

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
(eyes flipping)
No data found.

Melody, visibly upset, turns around. Gunn moves a hand to comfort her, but she ignores it and heads straight for Connor, who hugs her tightly. Gunn turns his extended arm into a gesture of anger towards files and records; he slams a fist down on the desk.

GUNN
Hold it, lady. You're files and records. It's your job to know everything.

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
(grinning mechanically)
That's correct.

GUNN
Does that mean you're being censored too?

FILES AND RECORDS LADY
(eyes don't flip)
No data found.

GUNN
(stepping back)
Angel, I don't mean to sound dramatic, but when files and records doesn't know everything, the apocalypse might be pretty damn nigh.
(looks around when receives no response)
Angel?
(looks at Alexa)
Where'd he go?

ALEXA
I don't know. I didn't even see him leave.

Cut to:

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART CELLAR

The elevator dings. Angel steps forward only slightly onto the platform and lets the doors close behind him.

ANGEL
(smirking)

My death?

LIASON
(pretending to have just noticed him)
Well, hello there! I'll be right with you in a second, I'm just doing some redecorating.

ANGEL
Is there something special about me in specific?

LIASON
You know, you'd be surprised what one can do with a pair of socks. Arrange them in a certain fashion, and it's a surefire way to lighten up any jail cell!

ANGEL
Answer me.

LIASON
(pouting)
You never like my shticks.

ANGEL
I really don't have all day. Can we move this along?

LIASON
(smiling)

Of course there's something special about you, Angel. You're a vampire with a soul! That automatically makes you the number one target of save-the-girl-only-if scenarios. Everyone wants a piece of the hero.

ANGEL
And if I brought you, oh, say, my alter-ego here... would that suffice?

LIASON
(smile faltering)
How did you find out about that?

ANGEL
You might want to talk to your friends the Senior Partners about keeping secrets. Now, if there's one thing to be said in your favour, it's that you've always been honest with me.

LIASON
I deceived you into thinking I was Anya.

ANGEL
Yeah, but you only denied it for a few seconds once you were discovered. You're an honest bad guy. So I'm going to ask you one more ti--

LIASON
Sorry bud, only Angel will cut it.

ANGEL
(scowling at the lack of dramatic moment granted)
Why?

LIASON
God, you're dumb. You have a soul. You plus soul equals yes please. Him plus no soul equals totally moot point. Besides, we like Angelus. He's a good assassin for us.

ANGEL
(amused)

I don't think so. Angelus wouldn't stand to be under anyone's thumb.

LIASON
Did I say he knew he was killing people we needed dead anyway?

ANGEL
(after a beat)
So it's really the soul that counts.

LIASON
Yes, dumbass. That's what I've been telling you for days.

ANGEL
So if I handed you Angel's soul on a platter...

LIASON
Oh, no. No, no no. Not allowed. You, sir, cannot pull Angelus' soul from the ether. That doesn't count. It has to have your experience, your track record, your destiny.
(a beat)

Also you can't have a soul on a platter, it has to be in a jar or an entity or something.

Angel stares at the Liason for a second before stepping back into the elevator.

LIASON
Maybe when you come back I'll demonstrate just how much I'm going to kill you.

Angel smiles sardonically as the doors close. The Liason's eyes shift to her right.

LIASON (cont'd)
You are so completely lucky he didn't try to wring my neck this time.

ANGELUS
(stepping out from shadows)
Am I really killing people this company wants dead?

LIASON
What do you think?

ANGELUS
Hmm. Guess it's time I watch what I eat.

LIASON
So, what's the plan?

ANGELUS
No plan.

LIASON
That's special vampire code for "everything's intricately laid out", right?

ANGELUS
Not so much.

LIASON
Well? What now?

ANGELUS
What now? Well, you're stuck in that cage, and I'm feeling kind of peckish.

LIASON
I'm immortal, dumbass. Go eat another one of Angel's friends.

ANGELUS
(growling, grabbing the Liason by the throat)
Call me dumbass again and we'll see just how far that immortality extends.

LIASON
You and Angel are just two of a kind for idle threats, aren't you?

ANGELUS
Hmm.
(twists the Liason's neck; she goes down hard)
I'd forgotten how much I hate working with others.

END OF ACT TWO