Angel, Season 3

[Darla pulls the stake out of her right palm and lets it drop as she walks towards Angel.]

Darla:
You *so* want to play the good guy, don't you? Yeah. You're the good guy who did *this* to me.

[Hauls back and knocks Angel across the face, slamming him against one of the games.]

Darla:
You may have the face, but you don't know the hunger! It pounds! You can't make it go away! You can't stop it!

Angel:
I'll stop it!

[He hauls back and hits Darla. The two of them fight. In the end Angel manages to grab Darla by the throat and push her up against the wall.]

Darla:
How could you put this in me? I hate you!

[Darla hits him again, but Angel refuses to let go of her throat.]

Darla:
They breathe. They breathe and pound. I don't breathe, you idiot! You can't strangle me!

[Darla laughs.]

Angel:
I'm not gonna strangle you.

[Angel pulls her away and slams her back up against the wall, pulling out another stake.]

Darla:
Come on! Do it! [Angel hesitates] Do it!

[Angel slowly lowers the stake and looks down at Darla's belly. We hear a heartbeat. Angel slowly steps back from Darla. Darla lunges, grabs a hold of Angel's jacket and shakes him.]

Darla:
Do it! Do it! Make it stop!

[Angel gently restrains her, wrapping her tightly in his arms and pulling her up against his chest.]

Angel:
No it won't, Darla. Darla, listen to me.

Darla:
Make it stop! Make it stop.

Angel:
The child. The child has a heartbeat. It has a soul.

[Darla flailing wildly]

Darla:
No! Not my child! No!

Angel:
Our child. Our child. Our child. That's why you've been craving purer and purer blood. That's why it's been driving you out of your mind. It has a soul.

[Darla collapses against Angel's chest, sobbing]

Darla:
No, it doesn't.

[Angel holds her]

Angel:
It does.

Darla:
It can't.

Angel:
Yes, it does. It does.