Angel, Season 1

Darla:
Angelus? Are you here? Angelus?

[She walks into the other room. Angel is huddled up against a wall.]

Angel:
Not everyone screams.

Darla:
What?

Angel:
When you kill them. Some just stand there frozen while others...

Darla:
What are you doing? Are we playing a game?

Angel:
The children, they usually scream.

Darla:
[smiling] Hmm, yes. They sound just like little pigs. Have you brought me some? What you don't think I'll share? I can't believe that you would think I'm that insensitive.

[Angel turns away from the wall, looking ragged.]

Angel:
We've drunk and killed for how long now? 140-odd years. We've drunk them all up and they're all dead.

Darla:
Where have you been?

Angel:
Don't!

Darla:
What is this? Have you met someone else?

[Angel takes a hold of her shoulders and leans against her.]

Darla:
No. Let go! [Pushes him away] Let go of me! What happened to you? Angelus, what happened?

Angel:
That gypsy girl you brought me...her people found out. They did something to me.

Darla:
A spell?

Angel:
Funny. You would think with all the people I've maimed and killed I wouldn't be able to remember every single one. [Darla walks up to him.] Help me.

Darla:
The spell...they gave you a soul! A filthy soul! No! [Scratches his cheek.] You're disgusting!

Angel:
Darla.

[Darla picks up a wooden chair to ward him off.]

Darla:
No! Get away from me!

Angel:
You brought her here.

[Darla smashes the chair and picks up one of the legs and tries to stake Angel, but he avoids it.]

Angel:
I am like you.

Darla:
You're not like anything! Get away from me! Get out! [Angel stumbles out of the house] I'll kill you!"

[Angel runs out of the house but looks back one last time at Darla standing in the doorway with a stake still raised. He leaves, Darla lowers the stake.]