Gateway, 1753

Angel (off): Here's the thing. There are moments in your life that make you, that set the course of who you gonna be . Sometimes, they're little, subtle moments, sometimes they're not. I'll show you what I mean.

Angel and a friend are thrown out of a tavern. The friend is so drunk that he falls asleep in the middle of the street.
Angel: Well, why don't you rest right here…

He sees a lady in an alley and goes towards her.
Angel: So, I'd ask myself, what's a lady of your station doing alone in an alley, with the reputation that this one has?
Lady: Maybe she's lonely.
Angel: that case, I'll offer myself as escort to protect you from harm, and to wheel away the door lowers.
Lady: You're very gracious.
Angel: It's often been said.
Lady: Are you certain you're up to the challenge?
Angel: My lady, you'll find that with the exception of a hard day of work, there's no challenge I'm not prepared to face. Oh, ???????, where are you from?
Lady: Around, everywhere.
Angel: I've never been anywhere myself, I always wanted to see the world, but…
Lady: I could show you…
Angel: Could you then?
Lady: Things you've never even heard of.
Angel: Sounds exciting
Lady: It is, yet frightening.
Angel: I'm not afraid, show me, show me your world.
Lady: Close your eyes.

She turns into a vampire and bites him, then makes him drink her blood.

Back to Sunnydale nowadays, in the cemetery. Angel's watching Buffy fight with 2 vampires. She grounds one.
Buffy: Nice try.

She dusts one and grounds the other.
Buffy: I want you to take a message to Angel for me. Tell him I'm done waiting, I'm taking the fight to him. You got that, want me to write it down for you?

She dusts him.
Buffy: Well, I'll tell him myself.

She helps Xander getting up.
Xander: I'm good, don't worry about me.
Buffy: You know you don't have to patrol with me.
Xander: I had that guy under control, until he resorted to fisticuffs. What is that, five vampires in three nights?
Buffy: Yeah, and no Angel.
Xander: Are you really that anxious to come up against him?
Buffy: I wanna know where he is.
Xander: I hear that.
Buffy: Oh, we better go, I haven't even started studying for finals yet.
Xander: Oh yeah, finals, why didn't you let me die?
Buffy: Look on the bright side of it, it'll all be over soon.
Angel (apart): Yes my love, it will.

At the Museum. They are cleaning a sort of big earth block.
Doug: Careful now, concentrate on this area.
Giles: Hello…
Doug: Rupert Giles?
Giles: Yeah.
Doug: Doug Perry, thanks for coming.
Giles: Oh no, not at all…it's…flattered to be asked.
Doug: I spoke with Lou Taber at the Washington institute, and he told me we had the best authority in obscure relics right here in Sunnydale.
Giles: Well…he's exaggerated a little. And this is the…
Doug: This is our baby. Construction work has dug it up outside of town. Don't have a clue what it is. Have any idea?
Giles: A few. But not that I can share until I can verify. Do you have carbon dated it?
Doug: The results ought to be back in a couple of days. I'll go on a limb and say "old".
Giles: It certainly predates any settlements we've heard about. Hum…may I?
Doug: Sure.

Giles takes a sample of the tomb.
Giles: I see you haven't tried to open it.
Doug: Open it? Well I'll be dead. I figured it was solid. What d'you think there's in it?
Giles: I don't know.
Doug: Well, I guess we won't know until we've opened it up.
Giles: Could I ask…would you wait? I'd like to work on translating the text, it might give us indications on what we'll find inside..
Doug: You don't want to be surprised?
Giles: As a rule, no.
Doug: All right, you're the expert. But I'm pretty damn curious though.
Giles: Yes…yes…

At Sunnydale High Cafeteria. Xander is playing with fish nuggets.
Xander: Tell Angel I'm gonna kill him. No wait, I'm gonna kill you, die, die, die. Ahhh!- Kwompf! Mother…
Cordelia: Is that it?
Xander: That's it. Scene.
Buffy: It's exactly how it happened.
Oz: I thought it was ripening. I was a little unclear about some of the theme.
Buffy: The theme's Angel is too much of a coward to take me on face to face.
Xander: Yeah, the other theme was "buy American", but it got kind of buried.
Willow: Do you think you're ready to fight Angel?
Buffy: I wish people would stop asking me that. Yes, I'm ready, and I'm also willing and able. It's the one test I might actually pass.
Willow: Don't say that, you're gonna pass everything. I will get you through this semester if I have to sweat blood.
Xander: Do you think you're likely to? 'Coz I'd like to be elsewhere..
Willow: It was only metaphor blood.
Oz: I think you'd sweat cute blood.
Willow: Sixth period after my computer class, we'll rock on history?
Buffy: Ready to rock.
Cordelia: Hey Will, you really got the teaching bug: taking on the computer class, tutoring…
Willow: I love it, I really do.
Cordelia: I think it's great to do that before you go out in the real world. That way you're not falling back on something, you're falling…well, forward.
Xander: And almost 65% of that was actual compliment. Is that a personal best?
Cordelia: Xander, what are you gonna teach when you fail in life? Advanced looser being?
Xander: I will teach…the language of love!
Cordelia: Don't touch me, you've fish hands! Stop it!
Snyder: That's enough of that. (To Willow, sitting on Oz's lap) And you, do we have any chair shortage?
Willow: I didn't read anything about…oh, I get it.
Snyder: These public displays of affection are not acceptable in my school. This isn't an orgy people, it's a classroom.
Buffy: Yeah, where they teach lunch.
Snyder: Just give me a reason to kick you out, Summers. Just give me a reason.
Cordelia: How about because you're a tiny, impotent nazi with a bug up his butt the size of an emo?
Buffy: Sums it up.
Cordelia: Don't you think?
Willow: Do you wanna come by my house tonight and study, too?
Buffy: Maybe… I do have to patrol.
Willow: Again? Do you really expect Angel to turn up tonight?
Buffy: No, I don't expect him to, but that's usually when he does.

London 1860

In a Church. Drusilla enters the confessional where the priest is being killed by Angel.
Drusilla: Bless me Father for I have sinned. It's been two days since my last confession. Father?
Angel: That's not very long.
Drusilla: Oh Father I'm so afraid!
Angel: The Lord is very forgiving. Tell me your sins.
Drusilla: I have… I've been seeing again Father. Yesterday, the men were going to work in the mine. I had a terrible fright, my stomach all tied up and I saw this horrible crash. My mommy said to keep my peace, it didn't mean nothing. But this morning they had to cave in, two mend died.
Angel: Go on.
Drusilla: Me mom says I'm cursed. My ??? thinks it's an affront to the Lord, that only He's supposed to see things before it happens. But I don't mean to Father, I swear! I try to be pure inside, I don't wanna be an evil thing.
Angel: Hush child, the Lord has a plan for all creatures. Even a devil child like you.
Drusilla: A devil?
Angel: Yes, you are a spawn of Satan. All the Hell marries in the world I'm going to help, the Lord will use you and smite you down, he's like that.
Drusilla: What can I do?
Angel: Fulfill his plan child, be evil, just give in.
Drusilla: No, I want to be good, I want to be pure.
Angel: We all do at first. World doesn't work that way.
Drusilla: Father, I beg you, please, please help me.
Angel: Very well. Ten "Our Father" and an act of contrition, does that sound good.
Drusilla: Yes, yes Father, thank you.
Angel: The pleasure was mine. And my child…
Drusilla: God is watching you.

At Angel's place in Sunnydale. Dru's coming back from a walk. Spike is in a wheel chair, reading a news paper.
Spike: Nice walk, hon?
Drusilla: I met an old man, I didn't like him. He got stuck in my teeth. But then, the moon started whispering to me all sorts of dreadfull things.
Spike: What did it say?
Angel: Oh, look who's awake… What did the moon tell you? Did you have a vision? Something coming?
Drusilla: Oh yeah, something terrible, pss pss pss.
Angel: Where?
Drusilla: At the Museum, a tomb, with a surprise inside.
Angel: You can see all that in your head?
Spike: No, you ninny, she read it in the morning paper. (He hands it to Angel)
Angel: Oh my…
Drusilla: That's what's been whispering to me.
Angel: Oh yeah, don't worry though, soon it'll stop, soon it'll scream.