Angel

Previously on Angel:

How about gracing us with a number?

The Host. He helps demons.

Reads their souls.

Only when they sing karaoke.

Darla. That's her.

You're what Wolfram & Hart brought back.

- I remember everything. - You have a soul now.

Soon those memories are gonna start eating away at you.

What did you do? What am I?

You allowed her to escape, you facilitated it.

- She needed help. - You know what she was.

What we were.

Turn me back. I can't bear this pounding in my chest!

I can't.

- Darla, wait. - No.

Don't look for me again.

Don't you think we should check on him?

He's been in that cellar a long time.

I keep hearing a "chucka-chucka" sound.

- What's he doing? - How should I know?

He barely says "Good morning, and get me a glass of blood."

He's so distraught about...

Don't say Darla. I'm sick and tired of hearing about her.

If I hear the name Darla one more time...

He's not distraught, he's obsessed. I thought...

...you'd be a man and talk to him.

I was a man. I said... things.

- Like what? - Like...

...did he prefer milk or sugar in his tea?

- It's how men talk in England. - Shh!

Listen. It stopped.

He's coming.

- Hi, guys. What's up? - Nothing.

So you were doing your laundry?

There's a washer and dryer in the cellar.

Don't you love when they're still warm?

"Wrinkle-free." Right, after you iron it for about 15 minutes.

Good to see you being domestic.

Yeah. You seem all calm and homey.

Are you on drugs?

I know I've caused you a lot of grief over Darla, and I apologize.

Darla may never need my help.

I can only be there for her if and when she decides to come around.

But I can't do it for her, and I know that now.

We had tea.

In the meantime, there's nothing I can do but let go.

I found Darla.

Wasn't easy, but my knowledge...

...of I.A.'s motels paid off.

- You lied to us. - I did, I know.

Why?

Figured you'd nag.

- Royal Viking Motel. - Near skid row.

She's not living off Wolfram & Hart now.

They'll look for her.

- What do you think they'll do? - Let's get there first.

If you expect us to go with you on a wild goose chase, guess again.

We're not going to enable you in your addiction!

Didn't we learn anything from the tea?

You're a hard one to find.

Thanks for coming in.

Did I ever have a choice?

Of course.

We would never force you against your will.

It wasn't my will to even be here.

I never asked for this life.

Well, no one ever does.

God doesn't give us a say.

God wasn't the one who brought me back.

True.

What do you want me to do? Go back to him?

There's nothing between us anymore.

You misunderstand.

We didn't invite you here to discuss Angel.

This is about you.

You're not our prisoner, Darla.

You are, however, our moral responsibility.

You probably don't remember your first few weeks with us.

No one remembers their first days of life...

...but that's when these were initiated.

Did you know anything about this?

We'll deal with this any way you see fit.

It's up to you.

We just thought you should know.

- She ain't here, bro. - No.

But she was, not long ago.

- I smell the fear. - Don't envy that talent.

Not based on what I'm getting with my human smeller.

Not even for free cable, you know?

She chose this place for a reason.

- How'd you... - Motel. She didn't live here.

I wouldn't call it living.

Looks like maybe she was expecting company.

In the form of you.

No blood.

- Nothing new, anyway. - You smell that too?

- Room's seen a lot of it. - Step down from her last digs.

When you're desperate, you do what you have to do.

Don't these people know who we are?

I think they do. Explains the lynch mob.

Look, we should all rest.

It'll be dawn in a few hours, and she won't last carrying us both.

I hate the French. We should go to Romania.

In Italy you wanted France.

In Romania they know how to treat a vampire.

You said you were craving rich food. Something French.

The valley seems quiet.

I told you, we lost them back in Arles.

This man Holtz. How does he keep finding us?

We stay in the best hotels...

...order room service, eat the waiters. People talk.

Holtz is no mere mortal.

Of course he is. He's just a man. A vampire hunter.

Drove us into a barn, like animals.

All right, then, let's be animals.

At least for tonight. Unless...

...you're too tired.

- Shouldn't we keep watch? - I can see the window.

And we'll hear hoofbeats, should anyone approach.

You always make the best of it.

You have to admit, the chase can be exhilarating.

Especially with the proper companion.

Bastards!

That's great.

Really, very threatening.

Getting to you, isn't it? When I was a human...

...I didn't have much luck with women.

- Hard to believe. - Had a skin condition.

But now, something about the teeth. Chicks go crazy for it.

You've got girlfriends everywhere, I imagine.

Mostly I just kill them. Dump the bodies.

That must be very lonely for you.

We're lonely, we creatures of the night.

Doomed to walk the earth.

How long have you been...?

An eternal child of darkness? Since '92.

1992?

It's already the last century.

And in all this time, you've never considered...

...making yourself a mate?

How do you mean?

Well, isn't it true that some vampires choose a mortal7.

Someone they can sire.

Someone who too can walk those lonely nights...

...hunting with them, feeding with them.

Joining with them.

That'd be weird.

Weird? It's mythic.

You read too much Anne Rice. You've got no idea...

Teach me.

You want me to make you?

You think I came in here for the snacks?

Sweetheart, in this bar you are the snacks.

I live nearby. We can go to my place, you can do it there.

You're serious about this.

So what? I make you and then...

...you'd be my immortal babe?

Yes.

That sounds like commitment to me.

Then use me as long as you like...

...any way you like, then discard me. No strings.

There's an alley out back.

What if I just kill you? Drain you and leave your body.

I'll take my chances.

I should probably mention...

- ...I'm not clear on how this works. - What?

I never did it to anybody. And I was out when it happened to me.

I'll walk you through it.

Drink. When you feel my heart start to slow, stop.

- What are you doing? - Saving you.

I wasn't in danger, Angelus, believe me.

I always pick the stupid ones, didn't you know?

- I can take care of myself. - I was saving you from yourself.

- Who asked you? - This isn't the answer.

You don't even know the question.

You do this, I won't leave you alone.

Next time, it'll be you on the end of this stake.

I'm sorry, but I don't want that. Not again.

I won't let it happen twice.

- Where are you going? - I'll try the west side.

- Another dive? - What do you care?

This isn't you.

We had 150 years together, but you don't know me.

You really want to be made in an alley?

I wanted you to do it.

That'll never happen.

I do what I have to do. Anyway, you were made in an alley.

- That's not the point. - What is?

The point is, you were undead for 400 years.

You've been human for a few months. Give it a chance.

- I don't have time. - Yes, you do.

Don't throw this away...

I'm dying.

What?

Yeah.

And not sometime, not later. Now.

Right now.

They showed me my medical files. The tests say...

...I've got two months left.