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Date Posted: 15:50:49 08/13/02 Tue
Author: Noggins
Subject: Act 1
In reply to: Noggins 's message, "Angel #08: Second Chance" on 15:48:59 08/13/02 Tue

ACT ONE


Scene: Wolfram and Hart, Wesley's Office [Int.], Morning
WESLEY looks up suddenly as we hear his door bursting open. He seems a little shocked... then his face returns to normal.

WESLEY
There's this thing called knocking, you know. You
should look it up.

LILAH stands in the doorway.

LILAH
Perhaps. But where's the fun in that? I like to keep
you on your toes.

WESLEY slowly gets onto his feet.

WESLEY
Then here I am. On my toes. Happy now?

LILAH
Incredibly.

We suddenly hear a gunshot in another room. WESLEY jumps a little.

LILAH
Now now, Wes. Just a little gunshot. You think
you'd be used to that by now.

We can see outside into the corridor behind LILAH. LINWOOD and the PSYCHIC walk passed. LINWOOD looks in and glares silently at WESLEY before walking off.

WESLEY seems a little nervous at that but manages to retain his composure. LILAH notices it though. She smiles and closes the office door.

WESLEY
What was that all about?

LILAH
David Cooper down at Filing was selling some
important documents to a rival. He had to be dealt
with.

WESLEY
Well, quite.

LILAH walks slowly towards WESLEY.

LILAH
You see, Wes... Wolfram and Hart takes people
going behind the company's back very seriously
indeed.

She glares at him, trying to pierce the almost inpenetrable barrier that he's put up. He just stares back, not giving her anything.

WESLEY
Is there anything else?

LILAH makes her steely gaze last a few moments longer. There's a brief silence until she flashes a bright smile in his direction. Totally false but, hey, she's a lawyer. It's what she's trained to do.

LILAH
As a matter of fact, yes.

WESLEY
Well then, let's get to the point. We're paid by the
hour. I don't like thinking that my time's being wasted
by unnecessary visits from certain individuals.

LILAH
Me? Unneccessary? Wes, I'm hurt. Really.

WESLEY
Get on with it.

LILAH
Someone's moody today. Might that have something
to do with some ancient, priceless scrolls that got
destroyed?

WESLEY
You know that was...

LILAH
...an accident. Yes, Wes. An accident. But a darn
expensive one. But we're a forgiving bunch here. So
instead of killing you straight away we're giving you
an easier assignment.

She drops a file onto the desk.

LILAH
(cont.)
You can burn these if you want. We've got copies.

Her eyes linger on WESLEY for a moment. Is that a sign of his guilt he's showing? Nope. Not our Wes.

WESLEY opens the file and looks at the first page. He seems a little taken aback.

LILAH
Well?

We see the page for the first time. A photo of ANNE is shown.

WESLEY
What do you want her for?

WESLEY looks at LILAH with a sense of urgency in his eyes.


Scene: Hyperion Hotel [Ext.], Morning
Establishing shot. The windows of the hotel glisten in the morning sun that shines overhead.

CORDELA
(o.s.)
Will you stop moving around?

Scene: Hyperion Hotel, Office [Int.], Morning
ANGEL is sitting on the seat. CORDELIA is standing behind him looking at the marking on his neck with a magnifiying glass. He keeps fidgeting.

CORDELIA
Angel!

ANGEL
What??

CORDELIA
I'm trying to look at this thing.

ANGEL
I'm sure it's gonna heal. I wouldn't worry.

He turns to look at her. She grabs his head and turns him back around to return to her looking.

CORDELIA
Well, I am worrying. It's kinda my perogative.

She touches it carefully. ANGEL doesn't react.

CORDELIA
(cont.)
That doesn't hurt?

ANGEL
No. Now can I just...

ANGEL makes a move. CORDELIA stops him.

CORDELIA
Don't make me zap you into that seat.

ANGEL
You wouldn't...

He looks up at CORDELIA. She has her hands on her hips, staring at him like his a naughty kid.

CORDELIA
Just try me, mister. These powers of mine have
more uses than you'd think.

ANGEL backs down a little.

ANGEL
So? What's the diagnosis?

CORDELIA
It's permenant.

ANGEL
Permenant?

CORDELIA nods.

ANGEL
Oh.

CORDELIA
Just "oh"? Aren't you worried? Nervous?

ANGEL
(shrugs)
It's a scar. I've been in enough battles. Maybe I
was just unlucky this time.

CORDELIA
Well, am I allowed to worry?

ANGEL
If it makes you feel better.

CORDELIA
It won't.

ANGEL moves his hand forward to caress her cheek. He smiles a little.

ANGEL
Then don't.

He kisses her lightly, their lips meeting for just a second.

ANGEL
(cont.)
It'll be alright.

We suddenly hear loud music coming from the lobby. CORDELIA looks at ANGEL. He just smiles.


Scene: Hyperion Hotel, Lobby [Int.], Morning
We see the source of the music. A hi-fi has been placed on the counter and is letting out a heavy, guitar based riff.

CONNOR is training, moving the weapons in his hands - two longswords - around in time to the music. He stabs and spins and parries against an imaginary foe.

He stops suddenly and looks up to see GUNN and FRED coming down from upstairs hand-in-hand. They're beaming brightly.

CONNOR
Hey.

He makes a move to turn the music off. GUNN finally disengages himself from FRED.

GUNN
Anyone else in need of coffee?

FRED
Sure.

CONNOR shrugs. GUNN walks off into the reception.

FRED sits on one of the seats near the middle and gazes at the engagement ring on her finger. CONNOR watches her silently for a while then finally makes a move.

CONNOR
It's nice.

FRED looks up and smiles at him.

FRED
Thanks. It feels funny. I don't think I'm used to
it yet.

CONNOR
I like it. It's shiny.

FRED laughs a little. CONNOR grins.

FRED
Shiny things are good.

CONNOR
But it's a little scary too. I mean, it kinda ties
you to one person. Doesn't that make you, you
know, uncomfortable.

FRED
No. It's just comfortable enough. I love Charles,
he loves me. It's strange but during all those years
in Pylea I never thought I'd meet someone who
just... felt right. Charles does.

CONNOR
I'm happy for you both.

FRED smiles. She ruffles CONNOR'S hair a little. It's a real brother/sister moment.

GUNN returns with two mugs and a newspaper tucked under his arm.

GUNN
A coffee for the pretiest girl in the whole of LA... and
the latest depressing news from the city. Enjoy!

FRED takes one of the mugs and the paper. She takes a sip and begins to flick through the pages. We see over her shoulder. The headline "Massive Blaze At Apartment Block" can be seen. It's Wesley's apartment. A photo accompanying it shows the crowds of residents outside. Behind an elderly woman we can clearly see Wes.

FRED lets out a yelp. The mug drops from her hand and shatters sending ceramic shards and coffee in all directions.

CONNOR jumps.

FRED
Oh God! Sorry... I didn't know what... I...

GUNN rushes towards her.

GUNN
It's all right baby, just an accident. You okay?

FRED nods nervously, her eyes still being drawn towards the newspaper.

FRED
I... I gotta go... I'll be back.

She gets to her feet. CONNOR looks at her. She looks back. Eye contact. He can see she's nervous.

GUNN
You want me to...

FRED
No!

FRED quickly kisses GUNN then walks out of the hotel quickly.

GUNN and CONNOR look at each other for a moment. GUNN'S clearly a little taken aback and confused.

GUNN
I'm... uh... I'm gonna clean this up.

He leaves, looking back at the door that FRED exited from.

CONNOR picks up the newspaper. He reads through the article then realises something.

CONNOR
(to himself)
Wesley...

There's a sense of awe and aprehension in his voice. The name of the man who inadvertantly made him who he is today, from a certain point of view.

ANGEL comes running into the lobby, quickly followed by CORDELIA.

ANGEL
What just happened?

CONNOR looks up. With lightening fast reactions, he hides the newspaper behind himself.

CONNOR
Nothing. Fred broke a mug. Gunn's about to
clean up and...

ANGEL notices that CONNOR is a little agitated.

ANGEL
You okay?

CONNOR nods. GUNN returns with a mop.

GUNN
Fred felt a little off... She...

CONNOR
...just went for a walk. To get some air.

ANGEL
But she's alright?

GUNN
I think she's a little shaken. Something she read.

CORDELIA
Read?

GUNN
In the morning paper I...

GUNN looks around but can't see it anywhere.

GUNN
(cont.)
Must've taken it with her.

GUNN looks a little worried. He glances at CONNOR as he continues to clean up.

They all hear a cough from the doorway and turn around.

ANNE
(o.s.)
Wow. They really have domesticated you.

ANNE is standing in the doorway. She smiles a little at the sight of GUNN cleaning up.

GUNN
(smiling)
Just doin' my bit.

He puts the mop down and goes over to her. They hug.

GUNN
How you been doing, girl? Ain't seen you around
these parts in a lifetime!

ANNE
I've been... fine. Keeping the shelter going kinda
takes up all my time but life is good.

He guides her towards the rest of the group.

GUNN
So what can we do for you?

ANNE
I wouldn't normally come to you all about this but...
well... it's serious.

ANGEL is quickly alert.

ANGEL
Serious? As in demon serious?

ANNE nods a little. She stares at ANGEL, their first meeting since 'Blood Money'.

ANNE
I don't really trust you... but if what I've been told is
true, you may be the only one who can help...

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