Peace in Our Time

"That DEFEATIST RESPONSE 

has become part of a new 

System of Political CONTROL -- 

and to understand 

HOW this is happening : 

You Have to Look to Russia.

And to a man called 

Vladislav Serkov, 

who is a 

Hero of Our Time.

Serkov is one of President Putin's advisors, 

and has helped him maintain his Power for 15 YEARS -- 

but he has done it in a very new way.

He came originally from the avant-garde art world -- 

and those who have studied his career say 

that what Serkov has DONE 

is to import ideas from The World of Conceptual Art 

into the very heart of Politics.

His aim is to undermine 

People's PERCEPTION of The World, 

so they never know 

What is REALLY Happening.

Serkov turned Russian Politics 

into a bewildering, constantly changing piece of Theatre -- 

he sponsored all kinds of organisations, 

from Neo-Nazi Skinheads, 

to Liberal Human Rights Groups..... 

He even backed parties 

that were OPPOSED to President Putin.

But The Key Thing IS 

that Serkov then 

let it be KNOWN 

that this is 

What He Was Doing -- 

which meant that 

no-one was SURE 

what was Real, 

and what was Fake.

As one journalist put it : 

"It's a Strategy of Power 

that keeps ANY opposition 

CONSTANTLY CONFUSED -- 

a ceaseless shape-shifting,

that is UNSTOPPABLE 

because it is INDEFINABLE."

Void-Collapse

Nature Abhors a 

Positive Void Coefficient.

Two Truths

“Because A Lie, Mr. Mulder, is most convincingly concealed between Two Truths.”

“Mister Mulder —

If A Shark stops swimming, it will DIE —

D.T. turns and fixes Mulder with a grave stare —

Don’t Stop Swimming.”

“You’re very quiet, Mr. Mulder —”

….I’m wondering which lie to believe.

“Very Good — There may be Hope for you, yet, Mr. Mulder….”

String Theory

 

“So I began to think more 

and more about The Individual, 

and I looked into 

what that actually meant. 

And what it was, 

was a structure that was 

pretty much created… 

The Ego-Structure was created 

out of what Julian Jaynes calls 

the “bicameral mind” 

becoming ONE mind.
And apparently – according to him – 

he says that back in the old days 

of the Greeks, 

and the earliest writing of the world, 

people didn’t have self-consciousness 

in the way that we have. 

They didn’t have egos. 

They didn’t understand themselves 

as “I” in the same way that we do. 

Because the corpus callosum – 

that connects the two hemispheres 

of the brain 

– WASN’T CONNECTED.

So if you heard A Voice, 

that voice was God. 

And Homer, and all those guys, 

you’ve got plenty of examples 

of people hearing 

the voice of God, 

and acting on that. 

Alexander constantly acted 

on the voice of God.

Julian Jaynes suggests that 

it wasn’t the voice of God – 

it was the voice of the left hemisphere of the brain communicating with the right hemisphere of the brain, 

interpreted AS a god.

So okay: now we’ve got the two things joined together. 

We’ve got this beautiful bridge in the middle that links the two. 
But we have the ego structure – which was created when those things linked.”

The Observer :

Bad enough I have to give Dick-and-Jane explanations to The President.

I've gotta give you one too. All right.

One end of this string represents Your Birth.

The other end, Your Death. 

You tie the ends together, 

and your life is a loop.

Ball The Loop...

and the days of your life 

touch each other 

out of sequence.

Therefore, leaping from one point 

of the string to another...

Would move you backward or forward 

within your own lifetime.

Which is Our Project :

Quantum Leap!

Future Boy :

Moe?

Sorry. I... I... I knocked.

I guess you didn't hear me.

Captain Galaxy :

I was in The Basement.

It's underneath The House.

Future Boy :

....Yeah.

Captain Galaxy :

Did Irene send you,

or is she lurking somewhere outside?

Future Boy :

No, no, no, I came alone.

She's worried about you, though.

She told me about the hearing tomorrow.

I guess this is the summons.

Captain Galaxy :

You know, a lot of people thought 

Einstein was crazy,

but they didn't try to lock him up.

Future Boy :

Listen, Moe, I KNOW You're Not Crazy,

but why don't you just meet with this Dr. Sandler guy so he knows it, too?

Captain Galaxy :

I don't need to meet a Doctor.

All I need is another 24 hours.

Future Boy :

Why do you keep saying that?

Don't you understand 

I'm here to help you?

Sooner or later you're gonna 

have to face this thing.

Time is NOT going to stand still.

Captain Galaxy :

I want to show you something.

When I was young, my, uh, 

passion was trains.

I couldn't get enough of them.

I even memorized their timetables.

Future Boy :

I did the same thing.

Captain Galaxy :

And whenever anything would go bad,

I would just imagine that 

I could just jump on A Train

and go anywhere I wanted to, 

to any time I wanted to.

But now I've got something 

better than A Train.

I've got a Time-o-nometer.

Future Boy :

What is it?

Captain Galaxy :

It's A Time Machine.

The Observer :

You sure it doesn't make cappuccino?

Captain Galaxy :

When I first started 

playing Captain Galaxy,

I became fascinated with 

the thought of actually 

being able to travel in time,

and I began to read 

everything I could about it.

Heisenberg's Theory of Indeterminacy,

Planck's Hypothesis of Discreet Units,

Einstein's Theory of Relativity.

Future Boy :

Yeah, but when you say "Time Machine",

you mean a time machine like, 

like on Your Show, right?

Captain Galaxy :

The Show? The Show?

No, no, no.

That's Fantasy. This is REAL.

Look -- Time is like A Piece of String.

One End of The String is Birth,

The Other is Death.

You put them together,

and Your LIFE, is A LOOP.

The Observer :

Sam, that's YOUR Theory (!!!!)

Captain Galaxy :

If I can travel fast enough 

ALONG The Loop,

I will eventually end up back

at The Beginning of MY Life.

The Observer :

He's ALMOST got it..!!

Future Boy :

Uh, well, let me ask you,

What Would Happen, 

if, uh, you would 

BALL The String, 

right, and then 

Each Day of Your Life

would touch 

ANOTHER Day.

And then you could travel

from one place on The String

to another, thus enabling

you to move back and forth

within Your Own Lifetime, maybe.

Captain Galaxy :

That's it. That's it.

Then I could actually...

Future Boy :

Quantum Leap?

Captain Galaxy :

Quantum Leap.

I Like that.

I Like that a lot.

Captain Galaxy :

Well, I see that we're 

just about out of time.

But before we sign off today, 

I'd like to make an announcement.

Captain Galaxy 

is going away 

for a while.

He's going back to see 

if he can find something

he lost a long time ago.

But before we sign off, 

we have time for one last letter.

The Observer :

How come you're not out there?

Future Boy :

Oh, I figured that he deserved 

to answer the last letter by himself.

I guess I was here to 

get them together, huh?

The Observer :

Yeah, well, Ziggy had 

a sloppy floppy on this one.

But it all worked out, right, didn't it?

Future Boy :

What Happens to him?

The Observer :

Well, he goes to live with Irene 

and spends the rest of his life

entertaining the kids in the neighborhood 

with Tales of The Future.

Captain Galaxy :

Today's letter is from 

little Sam Beckett 

in Elk Ridge, Indiana.

Sam writes:

"Dear Captain Galaxy,

Could you please explain Your Theory of Time Travel to Us?"

Well, Sam, our lifetimes 

are like A Piece of String.

But if you roll the string up into A Ball,

ALL The Days of Your Life...

Mutants

 

"The more I looked into it, 

the more I began to see that 

we have these Mutants 

living among us, right now. 

The People from The 21st Century; 

from The END of The 21st Century are Here.

 

But there is no CONTEXT for them.

[ Context is For Kings. ] 

In The Same Way That – y’know, 

if you lived in… 

Tunguska two hundred years ago, 

and you were an Epileptic, 

you would be A Shaman. 

There was A Context for you.

 

In This Society, You’re an Epileptic. 

It’s Quite Simple : 

"It’s a Disease, and 

Nothing You Say is of ANY Worth."

because it’s considered Pathology.

If, on the other hand, you look 

at these people, 

who are The Mutants… 

and what do They call it?

Multiple Personality Disorder.

This is what lies Beyond The Personality; 

The “I”; The Bullshit.

Because if you take 

“I” to The Limit – 

-- and like I said, I’m sure 

a lot of us here have done this – 

-- it becomes… 

All that happens is that 

Self Questions Self. 

Endlessly; repetitively. 

“Am I doing This Right?" 

"Is this The Right Way?" 

"Should I think about 

These People like This?"

"Should I approach Them This Way; Should I involve Them This Way?” 

Self Questions Self, endlessly, 

and it reaches a peak… 

It Goes NOWHERE.

On The National Scale, that same thing – 

Self Questions Self; 

Self encounters Not-Self -- 

Equals Borders, War, Destruction.. 

That’s Where it Goes. 

That’s Where it Ends. 

That Thing ends in Disaster.

It ends in Neurosis on a Personal Level. 

And it ends in War on The National Level.

So I began to think: 

“What Could We Replace That With?” 

And I was looking at these poor MPD fuckers. 

And I realised, They just 

Don’t Have a Context.

They Had ROM!

Picard :

We cannot live in 

This [Hell] Reality. 

If we want to Save The Future, 

then we have to repair The Past.

SEVEN OF NINE: 

I'm afraid my cursory review of Confederation briefs 

made no mention of any time travel capabilities. 

Dr. Agnes Jurati : 

The Tech here seems similar to our own, 

albeit with a slightly more 

"Boy, that torture device 

really looks like it's gonna hurt"

kind of look. 

So, what do we do? 

Picard :

Well, there are cruder methods of time travel : 

A Star's gravitational pull. 

A slingshot maneuver at high warp to generate a temporal fissure — 

Kirk's Enterprise did it on 

more than one occasion. 

Dr. Agnes Jurati : 

But for that, you need 

an intelligence that can isolate the divergence 

and micro-shift for any chronitonic radiation —

They had Spock!

Picard :

And We have Her. 

[Points towards The Goddess-in-a-jar] 

The Princess Energy

 

[Sanctuary District Street]

(A manhole cover lifts, and Dax climbs out. She is followed by a dim.)

[Processing Centre]

SISKO: 

Try opening that menu.

BASHIR: 

It just brings me back to the same screen. 

There doesn't seem to be any way 

of getting past the lockout and logging onto the Net.

SISKO: 

There has to be.

BASHIR: 

How can you be certain?

SISKO: 

Because according to History, 

the residents were able to get onto the Net 

and tell their side of the story. 

Millions of people watched.

BASHIR: 

Well no one here's been able to get past the lockout.

SISKO: 

Maybe it was Bell. 

And if HE did it, WE have to also.

BC: 

Listen up, everybody. 

A couple of dims just brought us a little present.

(Dax is brought in, minus comm. badge)

BC: 

I don't know about you fellas, 

but I'm in love.

BASHIR: 

Jadzia.

BC: 

You know her?

DAX: 

Julian.

BC: 

Can you believe it? 

It's The Story of My Life -- 

All The Good Ones are taken.

BASHIR: 

You remember my friend Gabe?

SISKO: 

Gabriel Bell. 

It's good to see you again.

DAX: 

Good to see you.

BC: 

Allow me to introduce myself :

Biddle Coleridge.

[ He has The Heart of a Poet. ]

VIN: 

Biddle?

Coleridge: 

Hey.

VIN: 

I didn't say a word.

DAX: 

I've been looking all over for you.

WEBB: 

Excuse me. 

You obviously don't live here, 

so how did you get in?

DAX: 

I managed to recode my ID card 

so that I could get past 

the Sanitation Department checkpoint.

Coleridge:

(very impressed) 

You crawled IN through The Sewers? 

You must really like these guys.

BASHIR: 

You should sit down. You must be exhausted.

Coleridge: 

It's too bad. 

I really think me and her 

could've had something special.

[Processing Centre - Lee's cubicle]

DAX: 

So what you're saying is that 

even if I could get you out, you wouldn't leave.

SISKO: 

Those hostages have to be protected whatever the cost.

BASHIR: 

You said that one of the men who brought you here took your comm. badge.

DAX: 

That's right. 

And it's set to emit a subspace distress signal.

SISKO: 

Julian, I want you to help Dax find 

the men who took her comm. badge 

and then I want you both 

to get away from this place.

DAX: 

But if the Defiant locks on to my distress signal 

and we're not together...

SISKO: 

As soon as the hostages are in police custody, 

I'll try to make it back to the beam-in site. 

If for some reason I can't make it, 

you'll have to leave without me.

BASHIR: 

Sir, obviously Jadzia has got to leave -- 

If something were to happen to her, 

it wouldn't take a doctor long 

to figure out she wasn't human. 

But you're still going to need help 

to keep those hostages alive, 

and if it's all the same to you, I'll stay.

SISKO: 

All right. See if you can get 

her comm. badge back. 

I'll keep trying to log onto the Net.

BASHIR: 

The Police cut off our access.

DAX: 

That's one problem 

I might be able to help you with.

[Sanctuary District Street]

BASHIR: 

Do you really think you can 

convince your friend 

to put us on the Net?

DAX: 

It'll take some persuading 

but I think he'll do what's right. 

This is it. The men who took 

my comm. badge brought me here 

before they took me to the Processing Centre.

[Sanctuary District Building]

BASHIR: 

Hello? Hello?

GRADY [OC]: 

There's nobody here.

BASHIR: 

We just want to talk.

GRADY:

(waves his hand in front of his face) 

Woosh! I'm invisible (!)

DAX: 

If you say so.

GRADY: 

You can see me?

BASHIR: 

....Just barely.

GRADY: 

That's okay. 

As long as THEY can't see me.

DAX: 

Who?

GRADY: 

The aliens. They'll suck your brains out 

right through your ears.

DAX: 

I know. You see, 

I'm an alien.

GRADY: 

...I thought so. 

But You're A Good Alien.

DAX: 

Right. I'm here to protect 

The Earth from its enemies. 

But I need that piece of jewellry 

you're holding to do it.

GRADY: 

....I understand. 

Here, You take it. 

Good Luck.

DAX: 

Thank you. Shh. 

Don't tell anyone.

GRADY: 

I won't. I won't.

Garak’s Cave

[Internment centre]

(It's another match, another opponent for Worf. He snaps the Jem'Hadar's neck and howls in victory.) 


MARTOK: 

Five matches and five victories. 

You truly have the spirit of Kahless within you. 


IKAT'IKA: 

Until tomorrow. 


WORF: 

I'll be waiting!

[Barracks]

BASHIR: 

You've got three broken ribs, 

maybe four. 


WORF: 

They will heal. 


BASHIR: 

Not if you keep fighting, they won't. 

You're lucky you didn't 

puncture a lung. 

A body, even a Klingon body, 

can only take so much punishment. 


WORF: 

I will fight. 


MARTOK: 

It is the only honourable thing to do. 


BASHIR: 

He'll lose. 

And in this condition, 

he might even die. 


WORF: 

Then I will die. 

But I will not yield. 


MARTOK: 

You heard him. 

Bandage his ribs.

[Crawlspace]

(The fibreoptic strands Garak is using as a light source are flickering.) 


GARAK: 

I'm sorry, but that's absolutely unacceptable. 

I'm under enough strain as it is, 

I can't have you quitting on me.

 

Get a hold of yourself, Garak. 

After all, you haven't had one of these attacks in years. 

Yes, this is a tight enclosed space. 

Yes, there's not a lot of room to move. 

But a disciplined mind does not allow itself to be sidetracked 

by niggling psychological disorders like claustrophobia. 

Besides, this isn't like Tzenketh. 

The Walls won't collapse in on you. 

Your friends are near by, 

there's plenty of air, 

so there's nothing to be concerned about. 

Focus on The Job. 

You're the only person who can contact the runabout. 

People are depending on you. 

Ziyal is depending on you.

 

You promised her you'd come back, 

and that young lady 

has had quite enough disappointments in her life 

without you adding to them, 

so control yourself. 

You're stronger than this. 

A disciplined mind —


(And the light goes out)

[Barracks]

MARTOK: 

Seven battles and seven victories! 

What Hero of Legend 

could have done as well? 


WORF: 

Heroes of Legends 

don't ache so much.

 
MARTOK: 

Your Federation friends 

have taught you modesty, 

but this is no time for modesty. 

When we return to 

The Klingon Empire, 

I will seek out Keedera himself 

and tell him of your glorious tale. 

He will write a song worthy of you. 


BASHIR: 

Well, be sure to send me a copy. 


MARTOK: 

I'll do better than that —

I can make sure that he mentions you, 

The Healer who bound The Warrior's wounds 

so he could fight again. 


WORF: 

Right now, the only part of The Song 

that I wish to hear is 

the verse that tells of 

our escape. 

What good is defeating every Jem'Hadar soldier in this compound

 if it does not bring us 

closer to our freedom? 


BASHIR: 

We have to come up with 

a new escape plan. 


GARAK: 

That won't be necessary. 

The original one will work. 

I just have to finish what I started. 

After all, a verse about the Cardassian 

who panicked in the face of danger 

would ruin General Martok's song. 


MARTOK: 

And would be unfortunate. 


GARAK: 

Now, if you'll excuse me, 

my dungeon awaits. 


MARTOK: 

There is no greater enemy 

than one's own fears. 


WORF: 

It takes a brave man to face them.

I'm going to need your support.

Commander Chakotay Ask 

Lt. Commander Tuvok for Advice

CHAKOTAY: 

I need your advice.

TUVOK: 

A first.

CHAKOTAY: 

Look, I realise we're not exactly best friends. 

From day one, we've kept 

each other at arm's length. 

But I've always respected 

your judgment and right now, 

I could use a little 

Vulcan clarity.

TUVOK: 

Proceed.

CHAKOTAY: 

It's The Captain. 

As you may have noticed,

she's isolated herself from the crew.

TUVOK: 

She believes that she made 

an error in judgment four years ago. 

That she's responsible for stranding Voyager in the Delta Quadrant.

CHAKOTAY: 

She told you?

TUVOK: 

No. I've been observing her behaviour 

for the past four years. 

Guilt has been her constant companion.

CHAKOTAY: 

You've known her longer than anyone. 

Have you ever seen her like this?

TUVOK: 

Only once. It was during her first year as a Commander on the USS Billings. 

She sent an away team 

to survey a volcanic moon. 

Their shuttle was damaged by a magma eruption and three crew members were severely injured. 

The next day she returned to the moon 

alone to complete the survey. 

She wanted the crew to know that their suffering had not been in vain. 

She could have been killed.

CHAKOTAY: 

Seeking redemption.

TUVOK: 

Precisely. 

Captain Janeway's methods are unorthodox. 

It is her strength as a leader, 

but unfortunately, 

it is also her greatest weakness.

CHAKOTAY: 

Stubborn as a Klingon.

TUVOK: 

To put it mildly.

CHAKOTAY: 

If she tries something like that again 

I want to be ready and I'm going 

to need your support.

Get Up.

“Talitha cumi” 

Quod perditum est, invenietur.

Not dead, nor not of the living.

Spirits of the interregnum, I call.

Gods, bind him. Cast his heart from the evil realm.

Te implor, Doamne; nu ignoră aceasta rugăminte!

Nici mort, nici al fiinţei,

lăsa orbită să fie vasul care-i vă transportă sufletul la el.

Aşa să fie! Aşa să fie!

Acum! Acum!

What was lost, shall be found.

Not dead, nor not of the living.

Gods, bind him, cast his heart from the evil realm.

I call on you, Gods, do not ignore this supplication!

Neither dead nor of being.

Let the orb be the vessel to carry his soul to him.

So be it! So be it!

Now! Now!

And He took The Damsel by The Hand 

and said unto her, 

“Talitha cumi,” 

which is, being interpreted, 

“Damsel, I say unto thee, arise.”

42 INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM 

AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Cordelia's sitting in her bed when Connor escorts Willow into her room. 

WILLOW 

Hi there. 

CORDELIA 

Long time, no see. (to Connor) 

It's OK, Connor. I'm fine. 

(Connor leaves the room) 

WILLOW

 (sits on the bed beside Cordy) How've you been? 

CORDELIA 

Higher power. You? 

WILLOW 

Ultimate Evil. 

But I got better. 

CORDELIA 

You heard about Faith? 

WILLOW (nods) 

Coma again. 

CORDELIA 

What about Angelus? 

Did you go down to see him yet? 

WILLOW 

I'm way avoidy. 

Too many memories. 

I'm just glad I don't have to be in the same room with him when I re-ensoul him. 

CORDELIA 

Oh, you really think you can pull it off? 

(feels around under her blanket) 

WILLOW 

Putting his soul back? 

It's the first spell I ever learned. 

I'm not gonna forget that. 

CORDELIA 

(grabs a knife under the blanket) 

What about the Muo-Ping? 

WILLOW 

The jar holding Angel's soul? 

Therein lies our boneage. 

CORDELIA 

Stolen right from our safe. 

And if we can't get the soul out of the jar, we can't put it back in Angel. 

WILLOW 

Yeah, Question is: 

“How do we get the soul out if we don't know where the jar is?”

CORDELIA 

And apparently, the thing's impervious to magic. 

WILLOW 

Yeah, I know already tried a standard locator spell, but zero joy. 

CORDELIA 

(puts down the knife) 

Right. Plus, Wesley's shaman says 

there's no way to extract the soul from a distance. 

WILLOW 

Soul trapped in a glass jar, 

impervious to magic. 

It is complicated. 

CORDELIA 

(nods) 

Tough nut to crack. 

WILLOW 

(gets an idea) 

Are you thinking what I'm thinking? 

CORDELIA 

(grabs the knife again) 

I doubt it. 

WILLOW 

(stands) 

We just break the jar. 

CORDELIA 

(gestures to her nightstand) 

Can you hand me that drink? 

WILLOW 

(backs to the door, excited) 

That way we don't have 

to magic the soul out. 

We just break the glass around it! 

CORDELIA 

(impatiently) 

Great idea. I'm really thirsty. 

WILLOW 

And then Angel's soul is still released into the ether, and—and there's something called Delothrian's Arrow. 

We don't even need to know 

where the target is. 

(opens the door) 

Cordy, this is fantastic! 

We're gonna get him back. 

(leaves the room) 

Cordelia throws the knife just as Willow leaves the room. The knife lands in the door at head level. 

43 INT. ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Lorne's looking after Faith, who's still unconscious on the bed. 

LORNE 

Don't you worry, Princess. 

It'll all be over soon. I—

I've seen lots of girls go through just what you're going through now. 

(sings softly) 

There'll be another song for me, and I will sing it. 

Oh, there'll be another dream for me, someone will bring it. 

Cut to: 44 INT. DONUT SHOP - NIGHT 

1970's disco music plays as a long-haired Angel walks into the donut shop past Angelus. 

ANGELUS 

(rolling his eyes) 

Bring on the pain! Angel saunters up to the jukebox and selects a song. He stands there grooving as it starts to play. FAITH Mandy, huh? (Angelus sits down in a booth across from Faith) Must k*ll you he's got a jones for the power-ballads. Angelus swats as he hears buzzing sound. ANGELUS Worse were the concerts. (a couple walks out past Angel, who looks at them longingly) You know what that's like? (Angel sits at the counter) Every time he gets close, I feel it. Wanting to tear their flesh apart. The hunger. It's like a blade in my gut. FAITH Only, it's not your gut, princess. Angel's the one that belongs on the outside, not you. The clerk pours Angel a cup of coffee as Angel tries to recover from his temptation. ANGELUS You think it's that cut and dry, don't you? That if Angel gets his soul back— FAITH When he gets it. ANGELUS You'll just hang up your spurs and ride off into the sunset knowing you put the monster back in his cage. But, (disappears and reappears next to Faith) I'm always here, Faithy. Deep in. A man walks into the shop. CASHIER Hi. Can I help you? ROBBER Gimme your money. (sh**ts into the ceiling) Gimme the cash in the drawer. CASHIER (nervous) Oh. OK. ROBBER Open it! CASHIER Oh, all right. I, uh— ROBBER Come on! CASHIER I, uh, I just need to... ROBBER Now! (sh**ts the clerk, then runs out of the shop) ANGEL (goes to the clerk's side) It's gonna be OK. I'll get you to a hospital. You're—you're gonna be OK. All right? It's—everything's gonna be— CASHIER It hurts. ANGEL Yeah, I know. ANGELUS (mockingly) Doc, I think we're losing him. God, I love this episode! (the buzzing sound occurs again; Angelus swats at the air like there's a fly) What is that buzzing? Cut to: 

45 INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Cordelia's holding the crystal in her hand, trying to contact Angelus. CORDELIA Hear me, Angelus. Heed my warning. Awaken at once. Return from the darkness. Or just lay there and let that red-headed meddler put your soul back. Whichever! Cut to: 

46 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Wesley and Willow are preparing a spell. There's a bubbling jar in front of Willow. WILLOW Look, it's working. WESLEY I thought Delothrian's Arrow was used to protect good magicks. WILLOW It is. WESLEY So, how can you use it to break the jar? The Muo-Ping is a sacred object. It's holy. WILLOW It's glass, therefore crunchable. The sacred's what's inside. "All life a container..." WESLEY "...For the heart of all life." You've studied the Daharim. WILLOW It had to be something specific. There's lots of jars in the world—can't shatter them all. I mean, you could, but good things come in jars. Peanut butter, jelly, those two-headed fetal pigs at the natural history museum. (Wes doesn't respond) Come on, everybody loves fetal pigs. WESLEY (leans forward) Sorry. I think my sense of humor's trapped in a jar somewhere. WILLOW Does seem like you've given in to the grumpy side of the force. WESLEY A lot's happened. Not just Angelus. I've been—I've changed. I've seen a darkness in myself. I'm not sure you'd even begin to understand— WILLOW I flayed a guy alive and tried to destroy the world. WESLEY Oh. So... (stands, doesn't make eye-contact) WILLOW Darkness. Been there. WESLEY Yeah. Well, I never flayed... (seems sickened) I had a woman chained in a closet. WILLOW Hey. WESLEY That doesn't compare. WILLOW No, dark. That's dark. You've been to a place. WESLEY You seem exactly the same as when I left. No other major changes I'm not up on? WILLOW (shrugs) Just little things. So, uh, Fred. What's her story? 

Cut to: 47 INT. DONUT SHOP - NIGHT Angel is squatting next to the clerk. ANGEL God, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The clerk dies. Angel stands and backs away, staring at the clerk. ANGELUS So, who's your big hero now? FAITH Wasn't even his fault. God, does the guy gotta pay for everything? ANGELUS Choices, little girl. The ones you make with your heart of hearts. (Angel goes to the door, but stops and locks the door) Uh-oh. What's gonna happen? FAITH He won't. Angel walks back to the clerk. ANGELUS I'm deep in, Faith. Soul or no soul. Angel vamps out and lifts the clerk. FAITH Angel! (Angel bites the clerk) Ugh. Faith's neck starts to bleed. FAITH He was gonna save him. ANGELUS Or did he choose to be a little slow on the draw? Whoops! Dinner by armed robbery. Look at him, Faith. You're a m*rder*r. You know just how good that blurry line tastes. You didn't think my hell was private, did ya? Angel screams. Fade to black. ACT III: 48 INT. ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Lorne dabs away tears from Faith's face. Connor's sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, watching her. LORNE She's in the barrens now. They cry for a while. Quiet mostly. Like they're letting go of everything that meant something. CONNOR How long...'til...? LORNE Not long. You can hold her hand. Connor stands, but Wesley walks into the room. CONNOR Wesley, you did the right thing. She was brave, and she died in battle. WESLEY (staring at Faith) It's time. Cut to: 49 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Fred walks around the lobby in a circle carrying a lit white candle and ringing a bell. WILLOW (touches Fred's chin, lifting it higher, smiling) You're good. Good bells. (walks up to the front desk; to Gunn) OK, now all I gotta do is contact the spirit world, harness the Delothrian ebb, and focus it through my little marble of doom here. (holds out a small metal ball) And we'll restore the Muo-Ping's entropic equilibrium. GUNN The jar goes smash? WILLOW Smash-o-crash. GUNN All I need to know. I'll be downstairs in case the Prince of Darkness wakes up. (leaves the room) WILLOW OK. WESLEY (walks up to Willow) You ready? WILLOW (nods) Should be a snap. A bolt of orange energy hits Willow and sends her sliding across the floor. BEASTMASTER (V.O.) Stay your hand, witch! (show Cordelia is holding the crystal again, saying the words of the Beastmaster) You will not interfere with what must come to pass. WILLOW (stands, covers her head with her hands and weakly mumbles) Invadoria disparu! BEASTMASTER (V.O.) You think to banish me? 

WILLOW 

(to Wesley) 

There's somebody in my head. 

CORDELIA (as Beastmaster) 

As long as the soul is under my protection, it will never be freed. 

WILLOW 

(to the sky) 

Vetsche invadoria disparu! CORDELIA (as Beastmaster) I'th bid my thongue. WESLEY He's enormously powerful. It's the dead Beast's master. He contacted Angelus the same way. FRED He wants to stop us from getting the soul. 

WILLOW 

(black-eyed, holding her hand out, the marble in it floats and starts to glow) 

Open the window. Fill this stone. 

Inside, outside. Two made one. 

CORDELIA (as Beastmaster) 

You wanna go, Glinda? We'll go. 

Willow's knocked down by another bolt of energy from the Beastmaster. 

CONNOR 

Are you sure she can handle it? 

WILLOW 

(black-eyed, focused on the glowing ball in front of her) 

Alesh ashtoreth! 

The ground starts shaking. 

WESLEY 

I think she can hold her own. 

Cut to: 50 INT. ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Lorne's talking to Faith while the building shakes around them. 

LORNE 

It's OK, Faith. It's OK. 

You just wait. They'll get Angel back,

 and... (trying to convince himself) 

it'll all be worth it. It'll all— 

(Faith gasps and sits up) 

Cut to: 51 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT Faith finds herself in a dark alley full of trash. ANGELUS (O.S.) It'll all be worth it. Is that what you try to tell yourself, Faithy? Is that the nastly little lie that kept those thighs nice and warm in your prison bunk? FAITH (looks around, trying to find Angelus) You kiss your mama with that mouth? ANGELUS (shows up behind her, lying on the ground) No, but I ate her with it. (stands without bending his body) And now for a poem. "Faith goes gently into that good night." You're fading fast, baby. I can feel it. FAITH All the same, I hear this holler in the distance. Cut to: 51a INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Still casting the spell, defying the Beastmaster. WILLOW Semsa nahl eresh a'lahm! Cut to: FAITH Tells me you're about to get what's coming to you. ANGELUS Or not. I've got friends in high places. (further down the alley, Angel stumbles around, knocking over garbage cans) Him, not being one of 'em. Angel grabs a rat and eats it. FAITH Ugh. When is this? ANGELUS When isn't it? Twenty years after that stupid donut shop, and his fingers never smelled of anything but rat! "I'm so sorry. I give up. I'm gonna live in a sewer!" FAITH He's paying for what he did. ANGELUS He's hiding from what he is—which may be a big Psych 101 revelation for you, cupcake, but I already know this crap, so why do I have to go through it again? ANGEL Maybe 'cause it's not about you, (stands) jackass. Cut to: 52 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS The ground is shaking in the hotel. Wesley, Connor, Fred, and Willow are in the lobby. WESLEY Do you feel that? CONNOR There's something evil rising in the hotel. Cut to: 52a INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS White-eyed Cordelia is chanting in front of the Muo-Ping. CORDELIA Seiza jai n'hast engai... Seiza jai n'hast engai... Cut to: 52b INT. BASEMENT AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Gunn feels the ground shake as he guards Angelus in the cage. Cut to: An apparition of a huge demonic head floats above the gang in the lobby, growling and shrieking. CONNOR What the hell is that? WILLOW (to Connor) Ignore it. (to the glowing ball in front of her) Find your target. Leave my side. Cut to: 52a INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Cordelia is sitting in front of the muo-ping, talking to herself. CORDELIA OK, then. Huge floaty head not enough to scare you? Then why don't we try— (the glowing ball Willow sent comes straight toward the Muo-Ping; Cordelia puts up a hand to stop it, concentrating hard) And now she is on my last nerve! Cut to: WILLOW Geth na haroth castellum tol. Cut to: 52a INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Cordelia's concentrating hard on keeping Willow's magic marble from getting to the jar. CORDELIA If only this were a few weeks later. Cut to: WILLOW Break the glass FRED (looks around) Where's Connor? WILLOW Let loose the soul! Cut to: 52a INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Connor tries to burst into Cordelia's room, but it's barricaded. CONNOR (banging into the door) Cordy! Are you OK? CORDELIA (startled, breaks her concentration) Ah! (the marble breaks the Muo-Ping, releasing Angel's soul into the ether, Cordelia turns to look) Oh sh— Cut to: 53 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT Angel, Angelus and Faith are talking in the alley. Angel is filthy, covered in dirt and grime, wearing a longish hair style. ANGELUS I don't believe this! You're the one behind this whole true-Hollywood sob-story? FAITH Angel, it's good to see you. (Angelus chuckles) Hate the hair. ANGEL Faith, why are you still here? FAITH Just waiting to see this pervert get stuffed back into the deep, crazy ground he came from. ANGEL Then what? After that, what happens? Angelus kicks Faith, knocking her down. ANGELUS Probably something like that. I had a feeling the rules have changed. ANGEL She's not who you're after. ANGELUS No kidding, rat boy. The slayer will just be gravy once I finish you off. BOTH (ANGEL & ANGELUS) I've been waiting a long time for this. Angel and Angelus start fighting. Fade to black. ACT IV: 54 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT Angel and Angelus are fighting. ANGEL Faith, get up! Are you listening? FAITH (weakly) Angel, I'm dying. ANGEL Yeah. It's a lot easier than redemption, huh? (kicks Angelus) ANGELUS (grabs Angel by the neck) Always so concerned with the human condition. (throws Angel down the alley) It's no big mystery, man. They suffer, they die. That's what they're there for. ANGEL (lunges at Angelus) I'm not perfect, Faith. Even with a soul, I've done things I wished a thousand times I could take back. ANGELUS Yeah, like those Manilow concerts. (throws Angel across the alley) Son of a bitch! Cut to: 55 INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Connor bursts into Cordelia's room, pushing the barricade of furniture away from the door. CONNOR Cordy! I'm coming in. Cordelia bangs Connor over the head with a ceramic vase that shatters. CORDELIA Oh, Connor, I'm so sorry. I thought it came back. (cries) That horrible floaty head. CONNOR Did it hurt you? Is the baby...? CORDELIA (high-pitched voice) We nearly got k*lled. CONNOR Willow's spell must've opened a gateway to something. CORDELIA Evil. If she keeps at it, there's no telling what will happen. She's already let hell itself into this hotel. CONNOR I know. I've seen it. It's not safe for you here. I'm gonna make her stop. CORDELIA Connor, you can't! She's too powerful. But you can stop it. The reason for all of this. (whispers) You have to k*ll Angelus. Cut to: 56 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Fred, Wesley and Willow are lighting candles and incense in the lobby. FRED (looking around) So... now Angel's soul is just floating around out there? WILLOW Yeah, until I can channel it into the Orb of Thessulah. FRED Connor shouldn't have run off like that. WESLEY I'm sure he's just worried about Cordelia. FRED Do you ever think their relationship is maybe a little bit...icky? Cut to: 57 INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Cordelia's talking to Connor. CORDELIA You have to k*ll your father. You have to. Now, before anything else goes wrong. 

Cut to: 58 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL 

/ ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Willow and Fred are holding books. 

WILLOW (to Fred) 

Ready when you are. 

FRED 

(reading) 

Quod perditum est invenietur... 

WILLOW (reading) 

Nisi mort. Nisi al finitei. Te invoc, spirit al trecerii... 

Cut to: 59 INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Cordelia's talking to Connor. CORDELIA You know I have fought harder than anyone to save Angel's life, but there comes a time when you have to weigh risk versus reward. And as much as I love Angel...as a friend... k*ll*ing Angelus now is the only way to guarantee our family's safety. Cut to: 60 INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Gunn's still guarding the unconscious Angelus. CORDELIA (V.O.) I know it in my heart now. You're not just protecting me. You're protecting the world. 

Cut to: 61 INT. CORDELIA'S ROOM 

AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Lorne's looking after the unconscious Faith. 

CORDELIA (V.O.) 

Sometimes one death can spare infinite pain. 

Cut to: 62 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT 

While Angel and Angelus are fighting, Faith's lying unconscious against the alley wall. 

ANGEL 

Faith, wake up! 

FAITH 

(wakes) 

I've rolled the bones. 

You for me. 

ANGEL 

(walks away from the fight with Angelus to talk to Faith) 

I used to think that. That there'd be a point when I'd paid my dues. 

ANGELUS 

(knocks out Angel from behind) 

Anybody notice a battle with your alter-ego going on here? 

Cut to: 63 INT. HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Connor's walking purposefully down the hallway. 

CONNOR (V.O.) 

What will I tell the others? 

CORDELIA (V.O.) 

They can't stop you if they don't know? 

CONNOR (V.O.) 

What about the sanctuary spell? 

CORDELIA (V.O.) 

I can fix it. We're Special, Connor. 

Willow's still working on the spell 

to re-ensoul Angel in the lobby. 

She's chanting, facing the Orb of Thessulah. 

Connor looks over at them. 

WILLOW 

Te implor doamne. 

Nu ignora accasta rugaminte lasa orbita 

sa fie vasul care-i va transporta sufletul la el. 

CORDELIA (V.O.) 

Special. 

Cut to: 64 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT 

Angel and Angelus are fighting in the alley again. 

Angel leaves the fight and goes over to Faith's side, 

holding her up in his arms. 

ANGEL 

Faith, listen to me. You saw me drink. 

It doesn't get much lower than that. 

And I thought I could make up 

for it by disappearing. 

FAITH 

I did my time. 

ANGEL 

Our Time is never up, Faith. 

We pay for everything. 

FAITH 

It hurts. 

ANGEL 

I know. I know. 

Cut to: 65 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Willow's still working on the spell 

to re-ensoul Angel in the lobby. 

She's chanting, facing the Orb of Thessulah. 

WILLOW

Este scris aceasta putere 

este dreptul poporuil 

meu de a conduce. 

Cut to: 66 INT. BASEMENT AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS

Connor walks down the stairs into the basement. 

CONNOR 

Hey, Gunn, you should know...

(punches Gunn, knocking him out) 

they haven't finished the spell yet. 

Cut to: 67 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT

Angel's talking to a weakened Faith. 

ANGEL

Get up! You have to get up now. 

Faith, you have to fight. 

I need you to fight. 

Do you understand what I'm saying? 

Angelus sneaks up behind Angel 

and knocks him out with a metal pipe. 

ANGELUS 

What won't I miss? The moralizing. 

Soul's already in the ether, boyo. I can smell it. 

How 'bout I send it off to that big puppy rescue in the sky.

FAITH 

(from behind) 

Arf arf, psycho. 

ANGELUS

Faith. Getting back into The Game. 

FAITH

I guess I am. 

ANGELUS 

(swings the pipe at Faith, but she disappears) 

Hey! 

Cut to: 68 INT. ROOM AT HOTEL 

/ ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Faith wakes with a start, and without missing a beat, 

she runs out of the room. 

Cut to: 69 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL 

/ ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Willow's still working on the spell to re-ensoul Angel in the lobby. She's chanting, facing the Orb of Thessulah. 

WILLOW

Asa sa fie, acum. 

Cut to: 70 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT

Angelus and Angel start to glow and combine into one being. 

Cut to: 71 INT. BASEMENT AT HOTEL 

/ ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Chained Angel is mumbling to himself 

with Connor kneeling over him. 

ANGEL 

(mumbling) 

I need you to fight. 

CONNOR 

I'm pretty clear about what you need.
(rears his hand back, revealing that he's got a stake in it) 

FAITH

(grabs Connor's wrist, stopping him from staking Angel) 

Break me off a switch, son. 

(throws Connor against the cage wall) 

There's about to be a whoppin'. 

Faith and Connor fight. 

LORNE 

(runs into the basement, followed by Fred and Wesley) 

She's alive. It's a miracle! 

Faith continues to kick Connor's butt across the room. 

When he lands near the cage, 

Angel grabs his neck through the bars. 

ANGEL 

Connor, it's over. It's me. Really. 

Cut to: 72 INT. GARDEN AT HOTEL 

/ ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS 

Faith comes outside to talk to Angel. FAITH Hey. (leans forward on the rail) ANGEL How're you feeling? FAITH Like I did mushrooms and got eaten by a bear. ANGEL That about sums it up. FAITH Yep. ANGEL And now you're going to Sunnydale. FAITH I think I prefer the bear, but the way Willow talks it up, that's where I'm needed. ANGEL Never stop fighting. (leans on the rail beside Faith) FAITH Hey, I was gonna, but someone got all pep-talky on me. ANGEL Yeah. I'm sorry I didn't get to see you. Our little brain tour notwithstanding. FAITH (smiles) Another time. ANGEL (stands) I have a lot to thank you for. FAITH Well, that vice is plenty versa. I even start, it's only gonna lead to hugging, and... (shrugs, smiles) ANGEL Right. We can't have that. FAITH No. They walk inside. Cut to: 73 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Faith and Angel walk inside to see Connor sitting on a couch with Gunn standing in front of him with his arms crossed. CONNOR All right. I get it. I messed up. FAITH Hey, cheer up, punk. That just makes you one of us. GUNN You headed out? FAITH Yeah, no tears, big guy. (gives Gunn a high-five) GUNN Nah, I'm good. I just wish I could've seen you kicking the crap out of junior, here. FAITH It was pretty funny. Wes. WESLEY Faith. FAITH See. Brits know how to say goodbye. Angel here wanted a hug. ANGEL No, I didn't. FAITH Been a good show. GUNN Yeah, sit back and let the girl do all the heavy lifting. WESLEY That's pretty much it. FRED (walks out of the office with Willow, who's holding a book) I think that volume's outdated. You'd know better than me, but there's some interesting stuff about hellmouth. Might help. WILLOW This is great. FRED (extra smiley) I have to say, someday I'd love to bend your ear about the Pergamum Codex. I—I think some of the really obscure passages are actually Latin translated from a demonic tongue, and they're kind of a hoot. (giggles) All this stuff about Bacchanals and spells and—actually, I think it's probably funnier in Latin. You know how that is sometimes. WILLOW I'm seeing someone. FAITH Time goes by, Will. WILLOW OK. Good. Wagons west. See you guys. ANGEL Willow... FAITH He's going to tell you how much he owes you. WILLOW Aw, don't mention it. I got a slayer out of the deal, so we're even-steven. (hugs Angel) I'll tell Buffy you said hi. ANGEL Good. Thanks. WILLOW (starts to walk out, but stops, turn to them) Oh, um, next time you guys resurrect Angelus, call me first, OK? Willow and Faith walk out the front door. Angel turns to face the gang. ANGEL So, we're back. WESLEY It would seem. 

ANGEL Look, I know things have been— 

CORDELIA (walks down the stairs) Sorry, Angel. But if this is the speech about how the worst is behind us, you may want to save it for later. Cordelia's wearing a trampy outfit that reveals her pregnancy to the gang. Cut to:

As the orb is round in nature, as the earth, is round in nature 

and the heavens are round in nature, 

so is the soul. 

Return from whence you were banished, 

using this orb as your guide — 

penetrate every ounce of the flesh, 

every sinew of the body and every tissue of the heart. 

Make what lays before you more than the empty vessel that is animal, that is beast — make it man as God created when he separated the firmament of the heavens from the earth.

Come forth now, return, return. As the orb burns, let life burn.