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Hey, uh, who wants some mu shu?
I got beaucoup mu shu here.

I'll take some. Thanks.

Angel, this little picnic
was such a good idea.

Yeah, man. Why haven't we
done this before?

Oh, you know, you've all
been working so hard.

Has anyone
seen the plum sauce?

We're clean.
Nobody's listening.

- You were late.
- I thought
I was being followed.

I get that we have to be
careful, but it feels weird...

hiding from the company
we're supposed to be running.

We're not hiding.
We're being safe.

There are factions at
Wolfram and Hart, people who
want to see us destroyed.

But still, it's not like
everyone there is evil. I mean,
we work with these people.

Some of them I see
more than I see you guys,
at least lately anyway.

And you think
you can trust him?

- Them.
- What?

These people.
The ones you're spending
so much time with lately.

Knox, for example.

Um, we're, you know--

friendly, but
he's under me.

Or, I'm on top of him--
professionally.

All I'm saying is
he's not evil.

I think we're all agreed that
the senior partners are.

They put us in charge
for a reason. What we need
to know is-- Why?

Only been there a month.

Turns out running a company
doesn't leave a lot of time
for, you know, covert ops.

Yeah, I'm up to my horns
schmoozing starlets
and boozing hipsters, Angel.

What about Gunn?

- What about Gunn?
- It's, well,

what they put in your head
and all that law knowledge
and whatever.

Maybe you know something
more than the rest of us.

- The alteration to
your mental capacity--
- My capacity's the same.

The good doctor
just revved up some idling
brain cells, set 'em in motion.

It's a legitimate concern.
You gave them access to--

I made a deal. We all did.
Seems like I'm the only one
who's willing to accept that.

Everybody here got something
out of this.

Fear, mistrust,
a great motor pool.

I got the Nancy Sinatra
collection. Original 45s.

I did get a rather nice pen.

Sterling. Has my name on it,
which is not the point at all.

No, the point is what?
That I'm some spy for
the senior partners?

- Nobody's saying that.
- Just thinking it.

- No. Charles--
- The point is that the senior
partners have a plan for us.

- And if we're not prepared--
- Angel, it's not like
we don't wanna be ready.

We just have, you know, plates.
Big, heaping full plates.

Between running our departments,
handling clients,
dealing with Spike--

Spike is a distraction.
As soon as he's released from
his ties from Wolfram and Hart--

- That could take years.
- Using the amulet to destroy
the Hellmouth,

- it turned Spike into--
- A spook?

Well, he's more than a ghost.

He's something unique.

Regardless, whatever binds him--
Can I borrow your pen?

Sure.

Damn it.

She was bitten.
I smelled her blood on him.

Tonight's the second night of
the full moon-- two more nights
for her to go all dog-girl.

Twelve hours till moonrise
and then-- if she hurts anyone--
She won't. We'll find her.

We better.
She won't even know
what's happening to her.

She'll figure it out
soon enough. McManus did.
The guy you--

Killed.

I pulled his credit card
records, cross-checked them
with police reports.

He left his wife and kids
a couple years ago.

Kept moving, staying in
the middle of nowhere
most of the time.

First year or so, a few
mangled bodies showed up
here and there.

But the last six months,
guy was leaving corpses
like bread crumbs.

Probably tried to
control 'em for a while,
then just gave up.

Thought he had to fight it
alone and ended up with
nothing worth fighting for.

But this girl, she's not alone.
She's got us.

Well, aren't we
the busy little beaver.
Hi, Spike.

I, uh, don't suppose
all this bugaboo's
about yours ghostly.

What? No, not you.
It's--
Werewolf girl.

Right. Heard about that.

Bloody shame about
the poor little miss. But--

Spike, I'm sorry,
but I'm kind of busy right now
with the situation.

Hey. I'm a situation, remember?
I'm a bloody phantom.

And you and your serious-girl
spectacles were gonna help me
with my bloody little problem.

I know and I bloody will.
I had some ideas.

- Really? What? What ideas?
- They're gonna have to
wait till--

Later? There may not be
a later, love.
It's getting worse.

Worse? You mean, you're--

Am I winking out of existence?
Yeah.

And I'm not talking about
quick pops to the netherworld.
They're lasting longer now.

- How long?
- Feels like forever.

Look, something's trying to
hold on to me on the other side.

If you don't do something soon,
one of these times,

I may not come back.

- Wesley might be able to--
- No.

- He-He knows more about
the mystical--
- I can't.

We got a history, him and me.

What?

It was a long time ago.

He was a young Watcher,
fresh out of the academy,
when we crossed paths.

It was a, what you call,
battle of wills.

Blood was spilled.
Vendettas were sworn.
It was a whole--

My God.

- You're so full of crap.
- Yeah, okay.

Truth is, I just don't want
anyone else knowing about
my condition, right?

Last thing I need is
this getting back to Angel.
I appreciate your condition,

but right now we have
a more pressing priority, like
finding and helping this girl.

And me, I'm just left
to fade into nothingness.

There's no need
to be dramatic.

Look, just try not to
disappear, and we'll
figure it out eventually.

This place,
we have access to everything.

We're useless. Is that
what you're trying to tell me?
All these resources--

We're doing everything we can.
Two years of history
on the dead guy,

and we can't get one lead
on a living, breathing girl.

Fingerprints.
Have his, don't have hers.

There must be something
at the attack scene.

So far, not even an earring.

Bloody shame, letting the girl
run off like that.

Somebody's slipping.

I want people on the street
with this in 15 minutes.

You find anybody who's seen her,
you let me know.

- What about tire prints?
- I'm working on it.
It takes time, Angel.

Psychics are working on
traces of the girl's blood.

They pick up images, imprints.

Must be her bedroom.
Can they make it clearer?
Maybe they could--

- It's not like a photograph.
-

Pretty rare breed
you've got here.

Dr. Royce is
a cryptozoologist on my staff.

I brought him in to tell us
what we'll be dealing with
when we find the girl.

Lycanthropus exterus.
Undocumented in North America...
till now, obviously.

How is it different from
a standard werewolf?

Biped, for one thing.
Walks upright. Canines are
a bit longer than normal.

Arm span is--
I don't care
about that.

All I care about
is the girl.
That's rough.

'Cause here on out,
she's in the kill
or be killed club.

Here on out,
she's under my protection.

If you find her
before she turns.

Catch her after she goes
all growly, won't be easy
taking her out.

I had a wee spat with
a werewolf myself once.

Fought for over an hour.
Brutal. Vicious.
Almost lost my--

Angel killed him with a pen.

Oh. Oh.

- Careful with the knife.
- It's not even sharp.

It's sharp enough.
Hey, look who's up.

How long was
I out for?
All day.

I figured you must be sick.

Zack called.
He said he missed you
in Life Drawing.

- That's nice.

- Why is your neck purple?
- I don't know.

Is there something
you wanna tell me?

No. I--

I must have
tripped on my run.

- Don't overcook the meat.
- Ooh, can I flip?

Ask Auntie Nina to help.

Hey, are you sure
you're up for
watching Amanda tonight?

I could try to
change shifts.

No, I--
I just needed to--

- Aunt Nina?

Are you okay?

I'm fine.
I'm fine.

Those fine lines?
Bad for the car, good for us.

Apparently, they mean
old tires, at least five years.

Thank you. Nice sketch. Somebody
saw your girl last night.
East Hollywood.

All right, so we're looking for
a midsize sedan,
at least five years old,

- somewhere in
the Hollywood area.
- Tick-tock. Tick-tock.

And the moon's arisin',
ladies and gents.

I'm in the D.M.V. database,
but there are thousands of
possible matches.

Color me clever. Sister gets
slammed around by a werewolf,
she's putting pedal to metal.

I mean, red light,
green light, same diff.

- Traffic cameras.
We networked?
- Yep.

I'm looking at the cameras.
You get set to run with it
if I find a match.

Course, I might leak the info
to the senior partners,
'cause we're tight.

Just do it.
Is the van ready?

- Yep, I triple-checked.
- Good. 'Cause we got
less than an hour.

Lot of fuss over one girl.
Other things to do around here.
Important things.

You know that "whoosh" thing
that you do when you're
suddenly not there anymore?

- I love that.
- 10:19 last night.

1992 Honda Civic
ran a red light
at Western and Franklin.

Blonde woman.
That's her.

License number 2ABM543.

2315 Harvard.
Nina Ash.

How's that?

Does this look better?

Yeah. Do that.
Nah, you want
something nice.

- ♪ [ Humming Continues ]

- What's wrong?
- I'm gonna...

lie down.
Mm-hmm.

Aunt Nina?

Aunt Nina?

Aunt Nina?

- Can I come in?

- Can I come in?

Aunt Nina?

Are you okay?

Hey, doggie.
Come and get it.

Nice shot.

Oh, God.

Who are you?
It's okay.

My name's Angel.
You're safe now.

Safe?

Oh--

Well, great. That's--

Get off me!
Let go of me!

Help me, somebody!
What I'm trying to
do, Nina, is help you.

Said the psycho rapist.
How do you know my name?

What do you want with me?
Just want you
to see something.

I don't--
What am I
supposed to be looking--

God, what is that?
You don't remember?

Remember?
Two nights ago.

You were attacked in the woods.
You were jogging.

Jogging. Wait, yeah.
I remember that I--

That... thing
attacked me.

Not exactly.

I was in the area.
I heard screams, but
by the time I got there--

That was you.
Yeah. I remember.
You-You saved me.

I was too late.

Oh, my God.

It was a werewolf, Nina,

and you were bitten.

No.
This is insane.

The bite already started
a process. You may have already
started to feel the effects.

Distorted vision.
Heightened senses.

Blood. Jill, my sister,
she was cooking meat.

Oh, my God. I-I smelled
the blood. It was making me--

Oh, God. Amanda.
My niece.

- She's okay,
and so is your sister.
- No, you don't get it.

- Nina, it's okay.
- No, it's not.

You didn't--
I wanted to
rip her throat out.

It wasn't you.
It was that thing inside.

Oh, like there's a difference?
There is.
A big one.

I know this is a lot--
Don't tell me
what you know.

You didn't wake up
and find out
you're a... monster.

You don't know anything.

I-I'm not
a werewolf... like you.

But-But I know
what it's like.

I'm a monster too.

So, what,
you're like a Frankenstein?

What? No.

Um, I'm-I'm a vampire.

- Vampire.
- But I have a soul.

I'm not evil,
and neither are you.

But vampires kill people
and they--
Can control themselves...

if they want to.

I do it every day
and so can you.

I'll help.

Can you... cure me?

No. But I can
keep you safe.

How is she doing?

Oh, agreed to stay in
the holding cell tonight,
but she's pretty scared.

So, what do we do now?

We wait for the show.
Should be a good one.

Everyone on pins and needles,
dreading the moonrise.
Then pop goes the werewolf.

I can't stop what's
gonna happen, but I can
keep her from getting hurt.

These first few transformations
are the worst.

The werewolf's strength
combined with...

the disorientation
and fear.

You mean
she could hurt herself?

Oh, I've seen them bang
their heads against walls,
claw at their own skin.

We'll just have to tranq her,
let her sleep through it.

Well, that could work
for tonight, but over
the long haul, a bad idea.

Well,
there has to be something.

They like familiar scents, images.

Maybe if you took her home
let her get a few things, uh,
could have a calming effect.

Fetching a blankie's
not going to make
a bloody bit of difference.

- Spike, really not helping.
- I'm just saying--
the girl's a killer.

Maybe not tonight,
or tomorrow, but she will
get out of that cage.

Not if she doesn't
want to.
Oh, she'll want to.

It's unfortunate, but--
And when it's not
that time of month?

She'll be wracked by
the guilties. What with
a soul and all.

- Didn't seem to bother you.
- Oh, it's been nothing but
a pain in my--

Finally. I'll take Nina
by her house.

Angel, it's the middle of
the day, unless you plan on
waiting in the car.

Take security, in case
she changes her mind.

So, the entourage.
All this for me?

Um, no-- Well,
yeah, kind of.

I mean, it's just
in case you, you know.

- Run away?
- It's-It's not like
you're a prisoner.

You're totally not.
It's just--

really important that
you stay with us tonight.

This is just so--

I should be in
ceramics class right now.
We're learning raku.

Seems like
somebody else's life.

Nina, it's just
three nights a month,
not even days.

Your life doesn't
have to change... much.

How would you--
You're not
a monster too, are you?

Nope. Standard issue
science nerd.

I did spend five years
in a demon dimension...
till Angel saved me.

I guess he saves
a lot of girls, huh?

Girls, guys, puppies.

He's pretty much
an equal opportunity saver.

So you two are,
like, a couple?

Me and Angel?

Oh, God, no. He--

He was seeing someone,
sort of.

But, she-- Angel doesn't
date much,

at all...
'cause of his circumstances.

- 'Cause he's a vampire.
- Kind of.

That doesn't mean that--
His situation's
just complicated.

Must be lonely.

Sometimes, maybe.

But, it's not like
he doesn't have anyone.

We all--

We try to be there
for each other.

- Like a family.
- Yeah.

A demon-hunting,
helpless-helping,

dysfunctional family.

You sign this, we're all set
to turn McManus's body
over to his family.

They made arrangements to
transport his body back to...

the North Pole.

Turns out he had
a close, personal
relationship with Santa.

Angel?

What? Oh, I'm with you.

Turning over the--
Santa?

Angel, you saved
that girl's life.

- If you hadn't gotten there
when you did--
- Werewolf would've killed her.

I know. Doesn't change
what she's gonna have to
go through.

Well, that part sucks,
no doubt, but you did
everything you could.

You know what, Gunn?
Don't need a pep talk right now.
Just do your job.

Right. I'll just go do that
someplace else.

Whoa, watch it there.
Just passin' by and got
splashed with a heap of grouchy.

Gotta tell ya, Angelkins,
that extra weight is not
looking so good on you.

I'm talking about
psychic pounds, pumpkin.

Why don't you consider me
the Jenny Craig for
the soul, huh?

- So let's hear it.
- I'm not gonna sing.

Couldn't bear it if you did.
No, it's talking you need.
Or maybe a shoulder--

- I'm not gonna cry either.
- I was going to
a leaning place.

Okay, Atlas,
how about a shrug?

Look, so you've got
the weight of the world.

A burden sure,
but breaking news it ain't.

- Listen, Lorne,
this isn't a good time.
- No. No, it never is.

Spike showing up
your first day in
the Wolfram and Hart saddle?

Took the jolly
right out of the rancher.

We've been feeling it
ever since then, Angelcakes.

Okay, so it's no secret.
I don't like the guy.

Like him, don't like him.
That's up to you.

You're fighting so many enemies
around you, Angel, your punches
are getting sloppy.

And we've got
the bruises to prove it.

We're operating in
unfriendly territory, champ.

I don't want you to
forget about the people
covering your back.

I changed my mind.

I could go in first,
explain--

No, let's just--
Hey. I know
you're scared,

but running away's
not gonna help.

What about fleeing?
Can I flee?

Maybe they're not
even here.

What the hell
happened to you?

I've been worried--
Who are you?

- I'm Fred. It's nice--
- I come home,
and you're just gone.

Amanda was terrified.
Jill, I'm sorry.

Who leaves the house without
their purse or keys? What'd
you do, jump out the window?

I thought Amanda
heard me say I was leaving.
Oh, that's great.

Blame it on a nine-year-old.
It's my fault.

I called Nina, like, totally
suicidal 'cause this guy in
our ceramics class dumped me.

A-And then my car got towed
and she wanted to call,
but my cell phone battery--

Do you mind, whoever you are?
This has nothing to do with you.

Leave her alone.
Oh, like you left
Mandy alone?

In the house? At night?
Do you know she didn't want to
go to school today?

I had to lie.
Tell her I'd heard from you.
Shut up. Just shut up.

I called the police.
I thought--

You sleep all day.
You've got bruises
you don't remember getting.

Just tell me.
What's going on?

I'm sorry about last night,

but you can't count on me
all the time.

Since when?

Just... find
another babysitter.

I'll just--
if that's okay.

And, maybe.
She's, uh,
she'll be okay.

So she was yelling
and furious, but that's good.

It means, you know,
she cares.

If something happened
to Amanda--
But it didn't...

and it's not
going to.
You don't know that.

Angel--
That's weird.

And really not good.
Run!

- We got the package.
- Bring it around back.
I just had the floors done.

No! Let me go!
No, don't.

What are you doing?
Let me go!

You have to let me go.

Please.

♪ And she's loving him with
that body, I just know it ♪

♪ And he's holding her in
his arms late, late at night ♪

♪ You know I wish that
I had Jessie's girl ♪

♪ Oh, I want Jessie's girl ♪

♪ Oh, Jessie's girl ♪

♪ Yes, I want Jessie's girl ♪
Lorne's read the
entire security team already.

And the lab staff, as well as
half of my department.

If the kidnappers had someone
inside at Wolfram and Hart,
Lorne'll know.

What if she was
detected somehow,
before we found her?

- Yeah, but by who?
- The scariest thing was
how organized they were.

Almost military.

An underground,
monster-hunting
military organization.

- It's happened before.
- It's all my fault.

- I'm stupid.
- Anything happens to Nina,
it's on me.

"Hmm, that's weird.
Why don't I just approach
the mysteriously ajar door?"

Stop with the mocking.
Get enough of that
from Blondie Bear.

- Spike. Has anyone seen him--
- Since he went poof? No.

But it's been hours.
Angel--

What do you got?
Usual suspects.

There's the sacrificers.
Wackos who wanna rid
the world of abominations.

And werewolf packs
looking for new recruits.

Then there's the paranormal
sporting groups.

I-- I'll be--
Vampire hunting
in Eastern Europe.

- That kind of thing.
- Spike.

Hey, Spike.

Spike. Stop.

Spike? Spike, wait.

Spike, wait!

Damn. Like he can't hear me.
Just whoot! Right through the--

- Were you looking for me?
- Oh, is this your office?

I'm so sorry.
I was following Spike,

and I-I kind of
made a mess.

He just went right through
the wall. It's so annoying
when he does that,

'cause there's nothing
you can do to...

stop him.

You're right. It's calendula.
He must've known we'd
have him sing for Lorne.

So he came prepared
to block the reading.

It's like taking a Valium
to pass a polygraph test.

I knew as soon as I saw
the vial in the trash can.

How'd you end up going through
Royce's trash anyway?

It was, well, Spike.

He led me in here.
Yo, here we go.

We got ourselves
a secret panel.

Where is she?
I don't know
what you're--

- Wrong answer.
- But it's a secret.

If I tell you, this man,
he's not like you.
You're a good guy.

But he's a--
Well, no offense,
but he's scarier than you.

Wanna bet?

Are they--

We'll just, yeah, burning.
Burning would be good for these.

Not exactly
an autopsy knife.

You're not gonna
believe this.

Oh, God.

I know where she is.
Angel, we found--

It's what they plan to
do to her.
It's a menu.

Ladies and gentlemen,
thank you for coming together
on such short notice.

We have a very rare
and special treat
for you tonight.

Moonrise is in 15 minutes.

Shortly thereafter,

dinner will be served.

When I dined on werewolf
in Seville,

thecocinera used
an understated mole sauce to
bring out the meat's tanginess.

I've never forgotten
that exquisite burst
of taste.

But Chef Renault swears
serving it anaise...

with a light drizzle
of white truffle oil
will be quietly surprising.

I'm all up in the law now,
but damn it feels good
to get my violence on.

Crane's not gonna like this.
If I were you, I'd just
be hoping the girl's alive.

She has to be, at least through
dinner. Once a werewolf dies,
it reverts to its human state.

You mean, to eat werewolf
they gotta eat her alive?

Evan. You've brought guests.

- We're just here
to pick up a friend.

Watch it.

Geez, they garnished you?
No, get away.

Just let them choke on me.

Listen to me.
Tomorrow you're gonna be home.

This is what I am.
I can't go back there, ever.

- This is better.
- Nothing better about ending up
in a doggie bag.

What, no leprechaun soufflé?

There's no such thing
as leprechauns.

- We've hit a snag.
- We're not leaving
without the girl.

I'm willing to
let my men die.
Can you say the same?

I go,
you're going with me.
It's a risk. What can I say?

You probably should've
told me to drop this.

This is the part where
we take our friend and go.
I'm afraid not.

Tonight
may not be salvageable,

but my guests have paid
a high price,
some higher than others.

And I promised them
a werewolf.

And a month from now
you'll have one.

No. No.

Mr. Crane, please.
Oh, no. No, please.

Don't do this to me,
Mr. Crane. I'm sorry.

Mr. Crane, I'm sorry.

No. Oh! Oh!

Mr. Crane,
I'm begging you. No.

Spike.

I've been looking for you.

You were there again.

Where you go
when you're not...

here.

There.

Nowhere.

I didn't think
I was coming back.

But you did... mostly.

And you led me to
Dr. Royce's office, which was...

completely not on purpose,
was it?

But, still,
you're here.

Last gasp before eternal fire
and brimstone. Let's party.

We have to tell Angel.

No.
But he could do something.

- Talk to the senior partners.
- I said no.

Okay, then I'm going to
help you. Well,
I don't know exactly,

but I am going to
find a way to bring you back.

Really bring you back.
I promise.

Well, all right, then.

No need to get dramatic.

♪ This old man
he played six ♪

This is it.

She's a really good artist.

Oh, our refrigerator's
always available if
she's looking to show.

How do you live with it?

Knowing that you've
killed people?

Nina, they were going to
eat you for dinner.

I just wanna wake up, you know?

At some point, you'll be
at the grocery store
or with Amanda,

and, the whole werewolf thing,
it'll just be a part
of who you are.

Next you're gonna
tell me you actually
like being a vampire.

Well, being nearly
indestructible's cool.

I can't tell them.

Maybe, maybe not.

That part's not covered
in the manual.

They're waiting for you.

You don't ever think about
letting go?

Disappearing somewhere?

Look, if you separate yourself
from the ones you love,
the monster wins.

- You make it sound simple.
- It's not.

See you next month.

♪ Now, I'll hold you close
in the back of my mind ♪

♪ Feels so good
Damn, it makes me hurt ♪

- ♪ I'm too scared to know
I feel about you now ♪

Mmm. Talk about a room
with a view.

Wow, is that the hotel?
Where?

No, I think that's
the Center for Scientology.
Oh. Right.

They look, um,
nothing alike at all.

I was starting to think
we were never gonna
see the inside of this place.

I'm sorry. I probably
should've had you guys
over sooner,

but I'm trying to get
used to the place myself.

Look at this.

I'm home.
Hey, Cosmos all around?

Sounds good.
Quite luxurious.

It's not bad.

Don't mean to talk shop, but
Crane's Bistro of the Bizarre?
Out of business.

Permanently.
What if I have a craving
for Sasquatch soup?

Is that something
you English eat
with your beans on toast?

Mmm, you guys
are making me hungry.
Who wants Chinese?

As long as nothing
comes tartare, I'm in.

No, I'm too tired
to make any decisions.
Just order the usual, Fredikins.

I'm buying.
Ladies and gentlemen,
hell just froze over.

So, werewolf girl.
Think you got a shot?

She gave me a look.

A look?

We moved, actually,
to a law firm.

Uh-huh. Different.
No. Nice.

Okay. Um, one mu shu chicken.
Two beef and broccolis.

One cashew shrimp.
Um, maybe some lettuce wraps.

Grr! Arrgh!