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Previously on Angel.

[ Kate ] Angelus. A particularly brutal bastard by all accounts.

They gave you a soul, a filthy soul! No!

- Darla. - You're disgusting!

What are you?

[ Angel ] There are some things in this world you're just not ready to face.

[ Lindsey ] Should you continue to harass our client,

we'll be forced to bring you into the light of day.

A place I'm told is not all that healthy for you.

I need your help. I want out.

I get myself killed, that'll convince you I've changed.

It's a start.

What I'm offering you, Lindsey, is the world.

[ Alarm Beeping ]

Is there a reason you took this?

I don't really know.

The prophecies of Aberjian-- There is an entire passage... about you.

[ Wesley ] Shanshu.

Shanshu.

Or maybe it's "shushan."

Are you still trying to figure out that word? What's taking so long?

Gee, I don't know, Cordelia.

The prophecies of Aberjian were only written over the last 4,000 years...

in a dozen different languages, some of which aren't even human.

Why don't we just get a Falanjoid demon in here, suck the brain out of my skull?

Maybe that would speed things up. [ Sighs ]

He sure gets testy when he's translating.

This word is pivotal to what it prophesies about the vampire with a soul.

Well, hurry up and figure out what it says about Angel,

'cause I want to know what it says about me.

If there's torrid romance in my future, massive wealth.

If I have to, I'll settle for enviable fame.

It's an ancient sacred text, not a magic eight ball.

Nobody gets my humor.

I thought it was funny. Oh.

[ Cordelia ] Hey, guys?

You remember born-again lawyer boy...

who wanted out of Wolfram and Hart so bad? Lindsey?

They just promoted him. Junior partner.

After all you did for him,

he sells his soul for 30 pieces of silver.

Actually, he sold it for a six-figure salary and a full benefits package.

It's disappointing. He had an opportunity to change.

He didn't take it.

[ Sighs ] [ Creaking ]

What?

Little late for visitors.

[ Gasps ] Oh!

- Mr. Nabbit? - David?

Heart-- Heart in my throat. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--

No, it was awesome! Can we do it again?

Are you-- Do you need help?

Me? No, I just popped by to hang.

I blew off my board of directors, 'cause tonight's my turn...

to be Dungeon Master.

- What do you think of my cape? - Shiny.

You guys want to hang?

Oh, wow! Wow, wow, wow, wow.

Oh! [ Chuckles ]

[ Whistles ]

This is where it all happens.

They're helpless, in agony.

They have no one to turn to, so they come here to you,

drink that coffee, sit on this couch,

unspeakable fiends of hell hot on their heels.

Uh, what did I do today?

Spun off my digital pager network. Made a few more million.

All right, several. Big whoop. What does that mean?

No more shopping in the Penny Saver?

It's just you guys--

You know, your lives are so meaningful, so exciting.

You fight demons. At any moment,

one of them could walk right through that very door.

You guys seen any cool demons lately?

[ Men Chanting ] This hallowed ground is made ready.

His time is at hand.

For as it was written, he of pure darkness...

shall come into the light.

[ Rumbling ]

Welcome to Wolfram and Hart. I hope you had a pleasant journey.

You-- You guys are-- [ Sighs ]

Never know what's gonna happen around here.

That's--

Okay, good to see you. You too.

It was fun. Drop by again.

We'll hang soon.

I think I know what it means.

A very wealthy man with just no life at all?

No, the word in the scroll.

That shoeshine thing?

Shanshu.

If it isn't Phygian but descends instead from the ancient Magyars,

then the root would be Proto-Ugaric.

In which case it would mean--

We're waiting.

Death.

But you said it was all about the vampire with a soul.

Angel's going to die?

Oh. Anything else?

He certainly took that well.

Is this that opportune time to talk about my raise?

It's probably years off... after the coming battles.

My raise?

Apocalyptic prophecies aren't exactly a science.

And I could be way off the mark, so...

no reason to be concerned. Hmm.

So it's good you're not concerned.

Not even remotely concerned.

[ Gasping ]

Easy, easy.

Pain! Killer!

- Painful killer demon. - Painkiller!

Oh.

A woman-- judging by the plastic bag on her head, I'm guessing homeless--

versus a slime demon. Where?

I smelled something awful.

That would be the slime demon-- Yuck--

who lives behind a waste treatment plant in El Segundo.

Got it. Nope. Stay here and take care of her. Do you need--

Enough with the scratch-n-sniff visions!

Here we are. Oh, thanks.

I ever meet those Powers That Be, I'm gonna punch 'em in the nose.

You think they have a nose?

You lost the scroll of Aberjian?

The scroll was stolen from our vault.

The raising cannot be performed without the scroll.

We understand that. It was my mistake. I'll rectify it.

You will do nothing! I will retrieve the scroll myself.

Who stole it?

Angel.

Angel? I am summoned for the raising--

the very thing that was to bring this creature down to us,

tear him from the Powers That Be-- and he has the scroll?

We're not unaware of the irony. He is in possession of the prophecies.

His connection to the Powers That Be is complete.

He hasn't had time to make a full study of the text.

No, and he won't.

All avenues to the Powers shall be cut off from him...

and the scroll returned to us.

- What can we do to help? - You can leave it to me.

[ Door Opens ]

Well, end of discussion.

[ Siren Wailing ]

[ Police Radio Chattering ]

Told you she'd show. She listens for the nut calls on her scanner.

Sure she doesn't pick up the radio waves on her brain chip?

Detective. According to the report,

there was a lot of "otherworldly howling and wailing."

The call said something about something slimy dragging a homeless woman away.

I heard the call. Stay here.

Don't you want some backup, Detective?

Or a Ouija Board?

[ Woman Moaning ] [ Can Clattering ]

[ Man Whispering ]

Just relax.

You're fine.

I understand. No.

[ Woman Sobbing ]

You see what they do? You turn your back, and they come for you.

- You're safe now. - Yeah, you killed him. Sliced him up real good.

He saved me from one of their spies.

And by the way, I don't appreciate the dental association...

watching me like that.

Hi. What was it?

It's okay. It won't hurt anyone else. What was it?

Slime demon.

Gee, this town has everything, doesn't it? Demons, fiends, vampires.

Look, I know this hasn't been easy for you.

It's okay. Most people can't handle what's really out here, Kate.

Maybe you should think about-- [ Laughing ] Sorry. It's just--

Someone who's not even a person lecturing me on most people--

It's kind of funny.

I can handle it fine.

And I don't care about most people or what they think of me.

What I do care about is ridding this city of your kind.

My kind? Your kind.

The kind that killed my father. Did you think I would just forget about that?

I don't forget anything.

Death.

Every source says it's death.

Well, it's just a prophecy. It's not like it came from on high.

That's what a prophecy is, Cordelia.

All right. But Angel faces death all the time,

just like a normal guy faces waffles and French fries.

It's something he faces every day, like... lunch.

Are you hungry?

The fact that his death is prophesied, which isn't good news,

doesn't concern me nearly as much as the way he took that news.

What? He didn't scream like a girl as some of us would've?

Angel's cool. Angel's cut off.

Death doesn't bother him because there's nothing in life he wants.

It's our desires that make us human.

Angel's kind of human. He's got a soul.

He's got a soul... but he's not a part of the world.

He-He can never be part of the world. Because he doesn't want stuff?

That's ridiculous.

Hey, I want that! What connects us to life?

Right now? I'm going with donuts.

What connects us to life is the simple truth that we're part of it.

We live. We grow. We change.

But Angel-- Can't do any of those things.

Hey-- [ Sighs ]

What are you saying, Wesley? That Angel has nothing to look forward to?

That he's going to go on forever the same in the world...

but always cut off from it?

- Yes. - Well, that sucks.

We've got to do something. We've got to help him.

I'm not sure we can.

What is your deal? You go around boring everyone with your musty scrolls,

and then you say there's nothing we can do?

He is what he is. He's Angel.

He's good, and he helps the helpless. And now, he's one of them.

He's gonna have to start wanting things from life whether he wants to or not.

Morning. [ Cordelia ] Morning.

- Want some coffee? - No, thanks.

How about a donut?

Chocolate? No.

Creamy fillings? No, I don't want anything.

- [ Groans ] - Am I supposed to know what this is about?

We were just discussing how you don't...

want that many things. You're cut off from life.

But don't worry, I'm gonna help you with that.

- Oh, good. - We'll start small, keep it simple.

How would you like a puppy?

Right. A ficus? They're low maintenance.

Ant farm? I have to go.

Where are you going? Rare book shops.

I need references to translate the prophecy.

Probably not a good idea to take the scroll with me.

No, I'll lock it up downstairs in the weapons cabinet.

Angel, I hope I'm wrong about all this,

but it might be a good time to consult the Oracles.

I don't need to see the Oracles about this.

Well, think about it.

Oracles.

Get out of the house. Could be fun.

How dare you enter this sacred space! Who do you think you are?

We do not appreciate being summoned by a lower being--

Who knows no better than to come here on a whim.

I am not here on a whim.

We do not counsel your kind.

The powers of darkness are not allowed to cross this threshold. How did you get in?

The old order passes away, and the new order is come.

He that was first shall now be last, and he that was dead shall now arise.

Yes, and he that is trespassing shall now depart.

We shall speak no more.

Yes, I know.

* She laughed at all my jokes and told a few as well *

* But the devil he can't touch me *

* 'Cause brick by brick I'm building my own hell *

Do you paint? Oh, no.

I was just looking for something for a friend.

I thought maybe if he had a hobby--

He's a little detached from things.

Well, they say art's the best therapy for that.

Really? Sure. They use it in mental institutions all the time.

You get the patients drawing and working with clay. Helps them get back in touch.

Well, he's not crazy or anything. He's... just different.

Depressed. Well, he wears a lot of black.

How much are these pastels? Oh, those are on special.

You get the entire set-- the large one...

and some drawing paper and a little pop-up easel.

I think you have everything he'll need, and then some.

You made my day. Thanks. You're welcome.

He must be a really good friend. Yeah. Thank you.

Take care. Bye.

[ Screaming ]

[ Screaming Continues ]

[ Screaming, Sobbing ]

I need some help! Call 911!

[ Telephone Ringing ]

Hello?

Yeah. What happened to her? I'm her employer.

She doesn't have any family in town. What happened?

I'm on my way.

[ Object Beeping ]

I'm looking for Cordelia Chase.

She's-- The doctor is with her. [ Cordelia Screaming ]

If you'll just have a seat over there.

Wait! You have to let the doctor handle this!

Try another five mils of Ativan. [ Screaming ]

You can't be in here. Are you family? What happened? Yes.

They brought her in a few hours ago. I'm not sure what happened.

- Does she have any history of mental illness? - No.

Does she use drugs? She's having a psychotic episode. No.

We've done a CAT scan. There's no organic damage that we can see,

but we can't seem to sedate her.

Cordelia, can you hear me?

Cordelia! [ Screaming ]

[ Screaming Continues ]

We're trying a number of different drug therapies. Does she have allergies?

- I don't think so. Drugs won't help her. - Well, something better.

I need to inform you, if we don't find a way to stop it--

[ Faint Beeping ]

[ Beeping Intensifies ]

[ Car Alarms Wailing ]

[ Angel ] Wesley! Wesley!

Wesley!

Wes!

Wes!

Wes. Wesley.

[ Siren Approaching ]

[ Chattering, Shouting ]

Never a dull moment when you're around, is there?

I have to go. Who the hell do you think you are?

You're a major witness at a major crime scene. You're not going anywhere.

You want to try and stop me? I'm glad we're not playing friends anymore.

And I'm real sick and tired of your attitude. There's a thing called the law.

This isn't about the law. This is about a little thing called life.

Now I'm sorry about your father, but I didn't kill your father and I'm sick and tired...

of you blaming me for everything you can't handle.

You want to be enemies? Try me.

[ Monitor Beeping ] Clear.

Okay, I got him back.

Cordelia...

I'm gonna fix this.

I promise.

I'm gonna get you back.

I need you back.

I come before the Oracles for guidance and direction.

I beseech access to the knowing ones.

It's unfortunate.

Things are unraveling.

The dark ones broach our temples now. Can you help me?

I can't stay long. I've been dead a while.

So far I don't like it.

But my friend who gets the visions-- Is in trouble.

It's his mark, the one who did this. Who? Who did this?

Vocah, Warrior of the Underworld.

He wants you weak,

so he opened her mind to all the ones who cry out in pain and need.

- She doesn't have long either. - How can I stop it?

The sacred scroll of Aberjian is now in Vocah's possession. The scroll is what you need.

Wait. Find the scroll.

The words of Anatole. Only they can remove the mark and save your friend.

Tell me where to find him, and I'll repay him for what he did here.

He is here for the raising. The raising?

Like so many of them, he hides behind man's law.

Stop him.

I will.

[ Man ] Good. A lot of hungry people are gonna appreciate this.

You're doing God's work here.

If God was a busboy, he'd look just like you, Jesus.

Toss it up, brother. All right. [ Tires Screeching ]

Yo, yo! Heads up!

Put 'em down. I know this fool.

That was entertaining. What you got under that hood? I need your help.

Yeah, well, I figured you didn't roar in here to ask me after my health.

It's pretty good, by the way.

You gettin' enough iron? You look a little pale.

Okay, it's traditional in the human world to humor people...

who've done favors for you in the past.

You're about to do another one.

If it's tossing a vampire in with them lawyers, I'm in,

'cause that was my idea of a good time.

My people, they're in the hospital. Saint Matthews.

One's in I.C.U., one's in the neuro-psychiatric unit.

They need protection while I hunt down the guy who put 'em there.

He gonna come for 'em himself or send someone?

However he comes, he's not gonna get 'em.

These people mean a lot to me.

I'm gettin' that.

[ Growls ]

[ Together ] We have prepared a holy place in the darkness...

and anointed it with oil.

We have taken of the blood of the living...

and gathered together the living dead.

As it was written, they shall prepare the way,

and the very gates of hell shall open.

That which is above shall tremble,

for that which is below shall arise.

And the world shall know the beast,

and the beast shall know the world.

Aren't we going to be late? You never want to be on time for a ritual.

The chanting, the blood rites-- they go on forever.

You guys follow us.

I know you've covered all the bases here. Yes, sir.

Senior partners are keeping a close watch on this.

We don't want to let them down. We won't.

Remember when Robert Price let the senior partners down, and they made him eat his liver?

I don't know what made me think of that.

Five are without breath. [ Together ] Yet they live.

- Five are without time. - Yet they live.

- Five are without soul. - Yet they live.

They haven't even gotten to the Latin yet.

- Five are without sun. - Yet they live.

What is it? I don't know.

Lindsey?

Five are dead.

- Say it! - Yet they live.

[ Speaking Latin ]

Get the movers in here. Yes, sir.

[ Continues In Latin ]

[ Rumbling ]

Get it out of here.

Let's go!

Nice.

Lindsey, give me the scroll.

That's not gonna happen. It belongs to us.

Us? You put your faith in Wolfram and Hart?

- You said I had to make a choice. - And you did.

Yeah. I had a crisis, and I wanna thank you for your help with that.

But I'm seeing things more clearly now.

You don't see anything. You don't know what faith is.

I see that what happened here tonight was foretold,

and that doesn't bode well for you.

I see that you're either the one with the power...

or you're powerless. Uh-huh.

Do you see what I'm gonna do to you if you don't give me that scroll?

You need the words of Anatole to cure your friend.

She's your connection to the Powers That Be.

And since it's foretold...

that we sever all your connections, well--

[ Screams ]

[ Groaning ]

Don't believe everything you're foretold.

[ Wesley ] "And if the beast shalt find thee and touch thee,

"thou shalt be wounded in thy soul.

"And thou shalt know madness.

"The beast shalt attack and cripple thee,

"and thou shalt know neither friend nor family...

"but thou shalt undo the beast.

"Thou shalt find the sacred words of Anatole,

"and thou shalt be restored.

"Three times shalt thou say these words:

Unbind, unbind, unbind."

[ Groans ]

[ Chuckles ] Hey.

Angel.

Welcome back.

I'll get Dr. Evans.

I saw them all,

and they're in so much pain.

We have to help them.

We will.

We will.

Here's something. What is it?

The beast of Amalfie.

A razor-toothed, six-eyed harbinger of death.

No, wait. That's due to rise in 2003 in Reseda.

I would've guessed Tarzana.

Better cross-reference that.

I'm sorry I don't know what they raised in that box.

- I'll keep looking. - You've been looking for two days.

You need to relax and charge the brain cells.

Here, eat.

You too.

Don't be embarrassed. We're family.

What?

Well, it's just I-- I'm not used to--

He's not used to the new you.

I know what's out there now.

We have a lot of evil to fight, a lot of people to help.

I just hope skin and bones here can figure out what those lawyers raised...

sometime before that prophecy kicks in and you croak.

- That was the old me, wasn't it? - I like them both.

Uh-- Oops.

I may have made a tiny mistake.

The word "shanshu" that I said meant you were going to die--

Actually, I think it means you're going to live.

Okay, as tiny mistakes go, that's not one.

Shanshu has roots in so many different languages.

The most ancient source is the Proto-Bantu,

and they consider life and death the same thing.

It's part of a cycle.

Only a thing that's not alive never dies.

It's-- It's saying that you get to live until you die.

It's saying-- It's saying you become human.

That's the prophecy?

The vampire with a soul, once he fulfills his destiny...

will shanshu-- become human.

- It's his reward. - Wow.

Angel, human.

That'd be nice. [ Cordelia ] Wait.

What's that thing about him having to fulfill his destiny first?

Well, it's saying that it won't happen tomorrow or the next day.

He has to survive the coming darkness, the apocalyptic battles,

a few plagues and some--

several, not that many,

fiends that will be unleashed upon the world.

So don't break out the champagne just yet.

Oh, yeah, break out the champagne, Pinocchio.

This is a big deal.

I guess it is.

Typical. I hook up with the only person in history...

who ever came to L.A. to get older.

The senior partners were very impressed with your sacrifice.

Trust me, we'll even the score with him.

Yes, we will.

[ Voice Quivering ] Beginning with what's in that box.

We're all very pleased you're here.

I know it's a bit confusing,

but it's gonna be better soon.

A lot better...

Darla.

Grr! Arrgh!