Blind Date

Part 1

(March 17, 2000)

Written by: Jeannine Renshaw

Teaser

EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET - TOY STALL - NIGHT

A GI JOE type army doll stares into camera, gun pointing right at us. As it edges closer WE PULL BACK to see that it's doing a mechanical crawl along the sidewalk through a bunch of other MECHANICAL TOYS. The VENDOR is demonstrating for a couple of KIDS.

VENDOR
…you wind 'im up and you let
him go…

IN THE ALLEY NEXT TO THE BUILDING

A WHITE MAN wearing a heavy coat and cap is watching the vendor. Hands in his pockets. Expressionless. He watches as -

THE KIDS

Pool their money, handing it to the Vendor. The kids pick up the GI Joe and head down the street. But -

THE MAN IN THE ALLEY

Watches as the Vendor -

PULLS FOLDED DOLLAR BILLS

-- out of his pocket and adds the dollars to the group. He puts the dollars back in his pocket. But we also see the hilt of a KNIFE. This Vendor does not go unprotected.

THE VENDOR

Starts winding up his toys again, ready for the next customer when he HEARS A TAPPING. Looks up.

A BLIND WOMAN is moving toward him. She wears dark glasses. Uses her red tipped cane to test the sidewalk in front of her. Her name is VANESSA BREWER.

VENDOR
Wait, wait, Miss.

The Blind Woman stops.

THE MAN IN THE ALLEY

Watches the Vendor move his toys out of the way. But his attention is on the purse hung on the woman's arm. She is about forty.

When the toys are cleared she continues down the street passing the vendor… and the man in the alley. She looks like an easier target than the Vendor.

INT. BUILDING BASEMENT - NIGHT

Lots of WATER PIPES, HEATING DUCTS, ELECTRICAL CONDUITS overhead, etc. The ground is damp, PUDDLES haphazardly scattered across the cement floor - the industrial guts of a building.

A VAMPIRE suddenly FLIES through frame and SLAMS into one of the PIPES. ANGEL steps in, stake in hand, ready to finish the job, but another VAMPIRE DROPS ON HIM from the top of one of the LARGE INDUSTRIAL HEATERS.

Angel goes down, losing his stake, which skitters across the floor.

Angel throws an elbow into the vamp, knocking him off. Angel gets up, throwing a punch, hitting a vamp attacking from his left. Then kicks, checking the vamp attacking from the right.

Both Vamps suddenly lunge at Angel as -

Angel leaps high, grabbing a POWER LINE OVERHEAD.

The Vamps, missing Angel by a hair, land face first in one of the aforementioned PUDDLES. One of them (less injured than the other) stands, drenched and pissed. They both look up, see Angel dangling, and then -

The POWER LINE SNAPS free, swinging Angel directly at the Vamps.

But Angel lets go sooner than expected, dropping a few feet in front of the Vamps - and on dry ground. Instead of a fistful of Angel, the Vamps are left with - THE SPARKING POWER LINE, which dips into the pool of water at their feet.

SPARKS FLY. The VAMPIRES BUZZ as the electricity jolts through them. As the one standing up (the only one we SEE in frame) BURSTS into FLAMES -

ANGEL

We see the play of SPARKS over his face. We might even hear the traditional DUSTAGE sounds before the room gets darker. But Angel has no time to enjoy his victory, as he HEARS a SCREAM echo throughout the building: a very human scream.

(NOTE TO PRODUCTION: If the vamp-b-que is too expensive or a massive pain in the ass, please have Spiro create a badass Angel vs. The Two Vamps fight.)

INT. BUILDING - NIGHT

Dimly lit. Angel bursts out of a stairwell door… A BLACK MAN (NOT the man from the alley) is staggering down the stairs, holding his stomach. Shirt soaked with blood. Holding onto the railing.

Angel rushes forward as the man slumps to his knees, but by the time Angel catches him, the man is DEAD. Angel holds the man, confused, then suddenly stands and turns to find -

Vanessa is right behind him. Before he can wonder if she's responsible… her hand slams into his throat… picking him up and throwing him across the room, where he crashes into a wall.

Angel is up quickly. Running at her. But she jukes to the left, blocks his punch - her response is quick, almost as if she anticipated his movements.

Again Angel tries to hit her, but she moves before he can connect, comes up beneath him. She grabs him, sends him flying again. But she LOSES HER DARK GLASSES.

Angel slams into the stairway, crashing through the banister.

DARK GLASSES falling to the floor.

Now, as Vanessa turns, we SEE HER EYES. MILKY WHITE.

Angel renews his efforts, throwing a punch she deftly evades. Throughout all this, her eyes remain riveted on him. He throws another -

CLOSE-UP OF VANESSA'S EYES

VANESSA'S P.O.V. OF ANGEL

What we see is like KURLIAN PHOTOGRAPHY. Video like, brilliant fluorescent colored outlines with people more bright and vivid than objects. Angel's movement sends a tail of light, like a comet. But the movement's force is revealed before it actually happens. The punch can be seen before it is thrown.

RETURN TO REALITY

As Vanessa weaves, Angel's punch missing again. Then she hits Angel hard, sending him crashing through a doorway.

ANGEL

Is shaken. But gets up quickly. Moves back into the hallway. But Vanessa is gone. Only the dead man remains.

BLACK OUT

END OF TEASER

Act One

INT. ANGEL'S OUTER OFFICE - DAY

Cordelia at her desk, on the computer. Wesley sits with stacks of TOMES, some of the open.

WESLEY
(frustrated)
Demons with one eye, demons with
twelve eyes, some with eyes in the
backs of their heads, some with double
vision… but no blind demons.
(then, thoughtful)
Perhaps Angel happened upon a new
species…

Cordy doesn't look at him, clicking away at her computer.

CORDELIA
What, Helen Kellerus Homicidalus?

Wesley considers that, discards it. Another theory starting to form in his head…

WESLEY
Of course… it's possible she's not a
demon at all.

CORDELIA
You think?

WESLEY
Perhaps she's simply learned to hone
her senses around her disability… Angel
said it was as if she anticipated his actions
before he could carry them out.

CORDELIA
A handy skill - in a fight or on a date.

WESLEY
Unusual, to be certain. But not necessarily
demonic.

CORDELIA
Someone like that, kind of stand out in a
crowd. For an assassin, I mean.

WESLEY
Decidedly -
CORDELIA
Maybe even have a record.

WESLEY
One assumes she's done this sort of
thing before, based on Angel's description.

CORDELIA
Vanessa Brewer.

WESLEY
What?

Wesley joins her at the computer terminal.

WESLEY
You found her?

She points to his demon tome.

CORDELIA
Our first stop doesn't always have to be
World of the Weird, you know.
Sometimes actual human people can be
just awful.

WESLEY
(re: computer)
First arrested in 1993. a misdemeanor…
(then, amazed)
"Driving without a license?"

CORDELIA
She actually got six blocks before she
plowed into the side of a laundromat.
(adding)
She was fleeing the scene of a homicide.
No charges were brought.
(then)
Arrested again in 1995, charged with aggravated
assault. That one never went to trial. The DA
couldn't stop giggling. And finally arrested in
'99 as a suspect in a double homicide, for which
she's currently on trial.

WESLEY
She was out on bail when Angel encountered her…

CORDELIA
(already read it)
But that's not the real whammy. Look who's
defending her -

WESLEY
(reading, slowly)
Wolfram and Hart.

A beat, as the two exchange a meaningful look.

CORDELIA
You tell him.

WESLEY
You tell him.

INT. COURTROOM - DAY

LINDSEY MCDONALD is at the prosecution table, standing as he speaks to the JUDGE. He gestures to his client sitting at the defense table next to him. It's Vanessa. Looking as innocent and pacifistic as any blind person can look.

LINDSEY
Your honor, we request the court's
compassion in this obviously mishandled
affair. The District Attorney's attempt to
link my client, Miss Brewer, to this brutal
crime would be laughable if it weren't so sad.

ANGEL

Comes through the door, walking purposefully up the aisle. He's got something in his hand. And his attention is on Vanessa…

LINDSEY
To think that my client - given her particular
disability - could even physically commit such
a murder is beyond the realm of…

Angel suddenly throws something at Vanessa. Vanessa's hand suddenly SHOOTS up (she doesn't turn), catching what Angel threw.

LINDSEY
… believability.

The COURT begins to MURMUR loudly. The JUDGE bangs his gavel. General tumult.

JUDGE (O.S.)
Order! Order!

Lindsey looks up in time to see Angel moving to the exit. The COURT GUARDS try to stop him, but he SHOVES one into the other, makes it through the door.

And Vanessa calmly puts on the GLASSES she dropped at the crime scene. A barely perceptible smile.

INT. ANGEL'S OFFICE - NIGHT

Cordelia is at her desk, Wesley opens a book, REVEALING A SCIENTIFIC CHART OF THE LIGHT SPECTRUM.

WESLEY
She obviously doesn't see the same way
we do. But she can see.

CORDELIA
How? Bat vision?

WESLEY
In a sense. The human eye is only capable
of registering a small portion of the
electromagnetic spectrum. But if Brewer
were somehow equipped to see outside that
range…

CORDELIA
(dryly)
She'd be Superman.
(as Angel enters)
What's the diff on how she sees, anyway?
So she can look at the bars of her cell.
Why are we still talking about this?

Angel enters.

ANGEL
Because Wolfram and Hart is representing
her pro bono. Which means she's probably
working for them.

WESLEY
You're afraid this isn't over…

ANGEL
I don't think the guy she killed in that
building was her intended target - I
think she was after someone else.

WESLEY
Were you able to identify him?

ANGEL
No. and the police haven't been able to,
either - he's still listed as a John Doe.
But for a guy with no identity, I had no
trouble tracing his movements. It was
almost too easy - as if he wanted to be followed.

WESLEY
A decoy.

ANGEL
His job could have been to lure her away
from someone else.

WESLEY
Which he did by letting himself be found.

CORDELIA
Sorry, not a job I'd apply for.

ANGEL
You won't have to - now that she's off the
streets.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - HALLWAY - DAY

MOVING POV - From the hallway we see Vanessa behind the glass walls of the conference room.

Talking to some HIGHER LEVEL older lawyers, her back to us. One of the lawyers, middle-aged, avuncular, is HOLLAND MANNERS.

On the cut, when we first see Vanessa, we should hear:

MERCER (O.S.)
Can't believe you got her off on all
charges…

Now we see Lindsey (whose POV we've been in) a little startled by Mercer's arrival. Lindsey's mental state is a little distracted - he's beginning to question his role here at Evil and Evil Inc.

MERCER
…not since Ostrosky versus California
have I seen such devious legal maneuvering.

Holland notices Lindsey, gives him a warm smile of recognition, goes back to chatting with Vanessa.

MERCER
And now the big brass is smiling upon you
- you're the man of the hour.

Lindsey turns, looks at him dead pan.

LINDSEY
Is there something you want?

MERCER
(gazing at Vanessa)
Is it me or is there something kind of hot
about her?
(off Lindsey's dead pan)
I'm just sayin', I wouldn't say no - I'd be
too scared to, she can kill you thirty ways
from Sunday.

Inside the conference room, as if sensing Lindsey behind her, Vanessa turns, looks right at him with her milky eyes, then a small, enigmatic smile.

MERCER
I think she likes you.

Mercer, having had his fun, moves off. Lindsey stands there a little caught in the headlights of Vanessa's stare.

Then Holland and the others escort her towards the door. Holland waves at Lindsey through the glass to join him.

AT THE DOOR TO THE CONFERENCE ROOM

Vanessa, Holland and the two other older lawyers exit.

HOLLAND
(to older lawyers, re: Lindsey)
Bill, Chuck, you remember Lindsey McDonald,
our point man on Ms. Brewer' case, did an excellent job.

VANESSA
Thank you Lindsey…

She finds his hand, holds it for a moment, creeping him a little.

LINDSEY
You're welcome.

VANESSA
…nice to see you again.

LINDSEY
You too.

She moves off with Bill and Chuck. Holland looks after her.

HOLLAND
Got a sec?

They move:

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY

Holland shuts the door, they're alone.

HOLLAND
Does she unnerve you?

LINDSEY
A little…

HOLLAND
God, two minutes alone with that woman,
I feel like my spine has been fused.

Holland rocks side to side a little, loosening up his spine.

HOLLAND
Still, one has to admire her talent - and work
ethic. She kind of reminds me of you.
(off Lindsey's look)
Talent and hard work, not the psycho killer part.

LINDSEY
Thank you.

HOLLAND
You're welcome. Everything all right?
You look a little stressed.

LINDSEY
I've been putting in the hours but…

HOLLAND
That's a big part of it, the perspiration, but
the other part, the inspiration… you've had
kind of a rough year on that end.

Lindsey is on full alert now, striving not to show it.

LINDSEY
I made some, uh, bad choices…

HOLLAND
I'll say.

LINDSEY
Sending that rogue Slayer after the vampire…

HOLLAND
Among other things. But you had this nice
success in court, you seem to be pulling out
of it. I'm fond of you, Lindsey, I'd like to
see you moving up here.

LINDSEY
I'm glad to hear that, sir.

HOLLAND
Not everyone will. This is kind of our harvest
time of year, where we separate the winners
from the… dead weight. I have to say, you don't
seem that happy lately. Can I take a wild stab at
what I think it might be?

Lindsey, trying to keep the calm, nods.

LINDSEY
Sure.

HOLLAND
It's your age. You're a young man, you've hitched
your wagon to our star - and it's a bright star - but
you're feeling a little, "is that all there is?"

LINDSEY
Sometimes you question things but it's no big -

HOLLAND
I did a lot of crazy things when I was your age,
you know, searching and all. It took me a while
to realize how the world is put together and
where I belonged in it. Actually, the world isn't
that complicated: it's designed for those who
know how to use it.

LINDSEY
Yes sir.

HOLLAND
Don't give me that Yes Sir crap, I want you to
think about these things, you won't be happy
until you find your place in the scheme of things.

Holland holds Lindsey's gaze for a penetrating moment, then:

HOLLAND
Okay, enough of the old guy's lecture, let's get
down to business: I don't think she had a happy
childhood.

LINDSEY
Sir?

HOLLAND
Our blind friend Vanessa. I think she was terribly
abused growing up. I think the details are tragic
and shockingly specific and I think you should
create them, sooner rather than later.

LINDSEY
(realizing)
She's going to do something else that may require
a strong defense.

HOLLAND
A strong defense, alibis, creative alternatives to
incarceration. She's an invaluable tool to some
of our most important clients: we can't risk losing her.

LINDSEY
What is she going to do?

HOLLAND
There are some children arriving… they pose a
threat.

LINDSEY
Children.

HOLLAND
Is this too shocking for you?

LINDSEY
I'm just thinking, it might be for a jury.

HOLLAND
Which is why I'm thinking her terrible, terrible
childhood drove her to it. Not guilty by reason
of insanity; 'course the odds of her getting caught
again are pretty slim.

LINDSEY
Who are these children?

HOLLAND
It's best we know only what we need to, without
forgetting the important part we play in the greater whole.
(claps a warm hand on Lindsey's shoulder)
I'm sure you'll want to get right on it.

Holland goes. PUSH IN ON LINDSEY, the horror of his situation beginning to dawn.

PRE-LAP:

ANGEL (V.O.)
This is impossible!

OMITTED

INT. ANGEL'S INNER OFFICE - DAY

A PHONE

SMASHES into the wall next to Angel's door. Angel stands behind his desk, having just thrown said phone. The door opens cautiously, showing Wesley and Cordelia peeking in. Angel glares at them.

ANGEL
They acquitted her. Hung jury.

Wesley and Cordelia react to that. He comes around his desk as Wes and Cor edge into the room.

WESLEY
I'm sorry, Angel.

ANGEL
How am I supposed to fight evil when
they won't even put it behind bars?

CORDELIA
It's not your fault.

ANGEL
No. It's not my fault. I didn't cause it
- and I can't fix it. I can't do anything about it.
(to himself, building)
She's guilty. She's guilty and they let her
go. She murdered a man right in front of
me. I can't even testify to that fact in a
court of law -

CORDELIA
Well… maybe in night court you could -

ANGEL
It's their courtroom, not mine.

CORDELIA
Whose?

ANGEL
It's their rules, their game.

Then -

CORDELIA
Oh, you mean the Wolfram and Hart types.

ANGEL
I have no place in their world at all.

WESLEY
Angel…

ANGEL
How am I expected to do battle when I can't
even get in the ring?

WESLEY
You have a place, Angel. Our battle will be
fought elsewhere -

ANGEL
Still their world, Wesley. Structured for power,
not truth. It's their system. And it's one that
works - because there's no guilt, no torment.
No consequences. It's pure.
(then)
I remember what that was like…
(beat)
Sometimes I miss that clarity.

Wes and Cor share a worried look.

CORDELIA
(fishing)
But not the trying to kill your friends and family
part, right?
(off his look)
Just checking.

ANGEL
Nothing ever changes. I've been around long enough
to know that much. Nothing… ever…

We HEAR THE DOOR OPEN. Everyone turns as…

Lindsey appears in the doorway, tie loosened, he looks like hell. There is a moment of total, awkward silence, then -

LINDSEY
I need your help… I want out.

BLACK OUT

END OF ACT ONE

Act Two

INT. ANGEL'S INNER OFFICE - DAY

Angel shuts the door. Lindsey stands in the middle of the room as Angel circles to his desk.

LINDSEY
You probably think this is some kind of
a trick.

ANGEL
You afraid of me, Lindsey? Think maybe
I might kill you?

LINDSEY
No.

ANGEL
Well I smell a whole lotta fear on you. Big
stinky mortal terror so no, I don't think this
is a trick. I think it's a joke.

LINDSEY
I don't wanna be here any more than you
wanna see me. I don't have a choice.

Angel sits behind his desk as he replies:

ANGEL
You always have a choice. You choose to
trade your soul for a fifth floor office and a
company car.

LINDSEY
You think you got me all figured out, right?
Think you know everything about me.

ANGEL
Everything I need to know.

LINDSEY
What was your father, a merchant? Linen and
silk, did pretty well. Had a couple of servants
'til you killed him…

A beat. Angel stares.

ANGEL
Just the one.

LINDSEY
Our files aren't a hundred percent. But I guess
it's fair to say you've never seen anything like
real poverty. I'm talking dirt poor, no shoes,
no toilet, six of us kids in a room and come flu
season that went down to four. I was seven when
they took the house, just came right in and took it.
My daddy trying to be nice, joking with the
bastards while he signed away the deed. Yeah, we
had a choice: you got stepped on or you got to
steppin'. I swore there with a stupid grin on my
face while my life got dribbled out -

Angel interrupts with a rather loud SNORE. Jerking up as though wakened by the noise of it, he looks blearily at Lindsey.

ANGEL
I'm sorry, I nodded off. Did you get to the part where
you're evil?

Lindsey takes the hit, tries a different approach.

LINDSEY
I found out about a job. The blind woman, Vanessa
Brewer. Your friend from court.

ANGEL
That you got off.

LINDSEY
They want her to… There's a new contract.

ANGEL
(rising)
Why don't we save the lawyer talk and just -

LINDSEY
She's gonna kill some kids.

Beat.

LINDSEY
I've worked some pretty hairy deals, comes with
the turf. But this…

ANGEL
What do you know?

LINDSEY
Almost nothing. Some kids from overseas.
Job's in a couple of days.

ANGEL
I need more.

LINDSEY
There's files, but they'd be at the firm.
Probably in the vault.

ANGEL
Then I guess you'll get 'em out.

LINDSEY
I can't go back in there! Do you understand
what that place is?

ANGEL
I'm not sensing a lot of resolve here, Lin…

LINDSEY
They watch you constantly. Other companies
have drug testing; they have mind readers. I
go back in there they'll kill me.

ANGEL
That's what we call an acceptable risk.
(comes around desk)
You're panicking right now; you can't believe
how bad you let things get. That's not change.
You have to make a decision to change. You
do that by yourself. Most people never do.

LINDSEY
I get myself killed, that'll convince you I've
changed?

ANGEL
It's a start.

INT. ANGEL'S OUTER OFFICE - DAY

Gang of four. Lindsey has drawn out a rough map. Cordy takes notes as they continue to talk.

LINDSEY
Vault's in sublevel two. Hall's opposite the
boiler room.

ANGEL
Sewer access?

LINDSEY
You'd have to burn your way in.

CORDELIA
(to Angel)
Why are you going in at all? I thought born
again boy was gonna do it.

ANGEL
It's a two man job. How do I access the vault?

LINDSEY
(holds up plastic card)
My pass. I'll need it to get into the building -
they're getting pretty tight with security. I can
leave it for you downstairs, gets you right into
the vault.

CORDELIA
Again I say…

LINDSEY
It's guarded. Demon, doesn't go in for unauthorized
visits. No way I could take it.

ANGEL
What kind of demon?

LINDSEY
Uh… Preggothian, I think.

WESLEY
(to Angel)
I'll get you a battle profile. Weaknesses and what.

LINDSEY
I'll do what I can with the security monitors, but it's
gonna have to be fast. The moment - oh. Dammit.

WESLEY
What?

LINDSEY
The threshold. They have shamans - they can sense
the moment a vampire crosses the threshold.

ANGEL
(thinks a moment)
That's not gonna be a problem.

CORDELIA
Well then. Seems pretty simple, except for
the "you'll definitely get caught" factor.

Angel and Lindsey share a look. Lindsey smiles ruefully. He clearly thinks he's doomed.

LINDSEY
The righteous shall walk a thorny path…

EXT GUNN'S PLACE - NIGHT

The BLADE OF A LARGE KNIFE peels off a thin strip from a wooden stake.

GUNN
Yeah, I can get hold of one.

Gunn holds the blade and the stake. He examines the stake… checking the lines. He standing next to the HYDRAULIC STAKE GUN. He's in mid-conversation -

GUNN
But why would I want to?

Gunn turns, looks across at the shadows where Angel is standing.

ANGEL
In the interest of justice and maybe doing the
right thing.

GUNN
Not really interested in some rich guy's
heartbreak.

Gunn puts the stake into the hydraulic gun. Aims across the alley.

ANGEL
You're low.

Gunn looks at Angel, annoyed. Angel shrugs.

ANGEL
Just my opinion.

Gunn sights down the gun again, then suddenly adjusts the stake gun up… slightly… and fires.

A WOODEN STAKE launches. Rocketing toward…

… a spray painted X on an OLD MATTRESS lying against a wall about fifty feet away. Bullseye.

Gunn turns to Angel.

GUNN
Give me one good reason.

ANGEL
It'll be extremely dangerous.

That's good enough.

GUNN
…Okay.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOBBY - DAY

Walls of chrome and glass. Stone floors. It all shines too bright. GUARDS behind the desk. WE PAN WITH A COUPLE LAWYERS, WEARING SECURITY CLEARANCE BADGES, as they cross the lobby in conversation. They wave to someone O.S. We PICK UP THIS SOMEONE, Lindsey, PANNING BACK WITH HIM as he exchanges the wave and forces a smile, covering up his new status as traitor. He clips on his SECURITY CLEARANCE BADGE. He glances at his watch as he…

… crosses to the ELEVATORS… a FEW MORE LAWYER TYPES waiting. All wearing the security clearance badges. The elevator doors open. Everyone piles in.

Lindsey slows down, pulling out his cell phone. It didn't ring, but he's making a good show of talking to someone.

One of the LAWYERS in the elevator is holding the door for him, but Lindsey holds up his phone, motions for them to go on without him.

The elevator doors close. ELEVATOR starts UP.

Now Lindsey continues toward the elevators. He PUSHES THE DOWN BUTTON. Glances around. He's alone… so far so good. But he's feeling the pressure.

We HEAR THE DING announcing the arrival of another Elevator. Lindsey boards quickly. Pushes the DOOR CLOSE button. We SEE a few MEN approaching the elevator. Play it for the tension. Lindsey pushes the button a couple more times. The Men grow nearer. Lindsey JAMS the DOOR CLOSE button, and the elevator doors slide shut, just in time.

INT. SEWER TUNNEL - DAY

Black. We HEAR SOMETHING STRIKE… A FLAME bursts from a welding torch… Illuminating Angel… wearing goggles, gloves. Standing in the long black sewer pipe. He adjusts to the flame of the cutting torch, aims it at the ceiling above him, and starts melting metal.

SPARKS begin to fly.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOWER LEVEL - DAY

Elevator doors open. Lindsey steps out… glancing down the hall. Clear.

He starts down the opposite direction. Cautious. Knows he doesn't belong down here. It's quiet. Only the sound of air conditioning.

Just as he's passing a door… it suddenly SWINGS OPEN, startling him. And LILAH MORGAN is coming out. She, too, is taken by surprise.

LINDSEY
Lilah.

LILAH
You scared me.

LINDSEY
Me, too.

LILAH
(quick smile)
Sorry. I'm always in too much of a hurry.

LINDSEY
(quick smile back)
I think we all are.

An awkward moment, then Lindsey backs out of her way. Lilah exits the room.

LINDSEY
Doing you own research now?

LILAH
Only when I want it done right.

LINDSEY
I know the feeling. I don't mind making
myself look like an idiot, I hate it when
some clerk does.

LILAH
I was under the impression you never
touched a book anymore.

Lindsey forces a smile, vamping like hell.

LINDSEY
Little secret between you and me… If the
amoebas find out you're willing to read,
they lose all respect.

Lilah smiles. Lindsey moves past her, entering the room. Door shuts. Lilah stares at the door a moment longer… something about Lindsey being down here is just… foreign.

But after a beat, she leaves. Another beat, and the door cracks open again - Lindsey scopes the hallway, both directions: all clear. He exits the room, and continues on his original path down the hall… passing a fire extinguisher… takes off his SECURITY CLEARANCE BADGE and clips it to the bottom of the fire extinguisher without stopping… moves past.

OMITTED

INT. SEWER TUNNEL - DAY

The hot blue flame cuts through the last of the ceiling, and Angel attaches one of those SUCTION-CUP HANDLES to the center of the circle. He pushes it up and inside, careful not to cross the threshold with his hands.

Angel checks his watch - 12:14. Starts pulling off goggles and gear.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - UPPER LEVEL - DAY

Elevator doors open. Lindsey steps out. Straightening his tie.

At some point we might go slightly SLOW MOTION: Lindsey's tweaked, paranoid perception of the world. A greeting, a smile, people passing… all amplified, weighted with meaning. Suffocating.

And on Lindsey… just a bead or two of sweat… the only giveaway that things aren't quite normal with him.

INT. SEWER TUNNEL - DAY

Angel strips off his coveralls to reveal a nice lawyery suit underneath. He picks up a briefcase, checks his watch again - 12:15.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - SECURITY ROOM - DAY

WE ARE TIGHT ON A SECURITY MONITOR, watching LINDSEY move down a hallway, stopping at a door. WE PAN AROUND TO A SECURITY GUARD watching the BANK OF MONITORS as the DOOR OPENS next to him and Lindsey is entering.

GUARD
Hello, Mr. McDonald.

LINDSEY
Hey, Howard, you got a minute?

The guard, HOWARD, turns to Lindsey.

GUARD
Sure.

Lindsey glances at something in the corner…

A HOODED FIGURE… sitting silently, motionlessly in a chair, back to us, facing the wall. Something mysterious and a little unnerving about this… thing.

Lindsey turns back to the guard.

LINDSEY
I checked out the Series 7500 Video
Surveillance system like you suggested,
but do I really need cellular override and
the direct digital link to the office? I
mean it seems a little overkill.

GUARD
Better safe than sorry.

Lindsey checks his watch - 12:16 - then glances at the SECURITY MONITORS… WE PUSH IN ON THE MONITOR that covers the Wolfram and Hart LOBBY AS WE SEE A MAN entering, and we are suddenly -

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOBBY - CONTINUOUS

WE PUSH IN FAST ON GUNN as he's crossing the lobby. He stops right in the middle. Clears his throat.

GUNN
(loudly)
Well my God. They told me it was true - I
didn't believe 'em - but, damn, here it is.
Evil white folks really DO have a Mecca!

Gunn is attracting everyone's attention, including the guards. They move in on him.

GUNN
Now, now, girls, don't get all riled up -

When they get about ten feet away -

GUNN
(yelling for all he's worth)
OW!

The Security Guards stop, exchange bewildered looks - what the hell's with this guy?

GUNN
(disbelieving)
Did you just step on my foot? Was that my
foot you just stepped on? Are you assaulting
me in this haven of justice? I don't believe it.
Somebody get me a lawyer.

No one moves. They just stare.

GUNN
Anybody? A lawyer? My civil rights have
been seriously violated.
(a beat - still nothing)
Oh, I get it. You'll cater to the demon, cater
to the dead man, but what about the black man?

Gunn looks at his watch - 12:17. It's time.

GUNN
Love to stay and chat, but -
(calling)
Boys?

He gestures to his CREW, who we now SEE are standing outside the lobby, carrying a writhing, struggling lump of canvas. As Gunn gives the signal, the Crew enters, throwing the lump of thrashing canvas to the floor.

INT. SEWER TUNNEL - CONTINUOUS

Angel looks once more at his watch - 12:17 - then climbs up into the bowels of Wolfram and Hart…

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - SECURITY ROOM - CONTINUOUS

THE HOODED FIGURE in the corner suddenly lifts his head.

The Guard's eyes flick away from Lindsey, and he looks at the Hooded Figure's movements. Whips over to an emergency phone, picks it up.

GUARD
(into phone)
We've got a vampire on the premises.
Repeat. Vampire on the premises.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOBBY - CONTINUOUS

Gunn bends down, flicks open a knife and cuts the ropes that bind the tarp.

GUNN
We just figured he'd be happier with his
own kind…

Gunn and team move quickly for the exits as…

THE TARP

Is suddenly torn open and A VAMPIRE, dirty, disheveled, claws his way out. Angry, scared, wild-eyed, on his shirt has been scrawled: "I WOLFRAM AND HART" He looks around quickly LIKE AN ANIMAL SUDDENLY FREED FROM A CAGE.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOWER LEVEL HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

Door cracks open. Angel looks out. Clear. Steps out. Moves down the hall, doing the lawyer thing. (Note: His hair is normal Angel hair, please.)

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOBBY - CONTINUOUS

The Vampire stands there, snarling. He makes a few feints toward escape - but where can he go? It's broad daylight outside. A few people scream, scamper back, but three SECURITY GUARDS begin to herd the Vampire, closing in on him.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - SECURITY ROOM - CONTINUOUS

ON A MONITOR - We see the Lobby Guards clustered around the Vamp. The Guard is staring at this monitor with some intensity, but Lindsey's attention is on an entirely

DIFFERENT MONITOR

We can now see ANGEL MOVING DOWN A HALLWAY. Looks just like any lawyer. But he stops, picks up Lindsey's security clearance from the fire extinguisher.

LINDSEY

Glances at the guard, who is still watching the scene in the lobby…

Lindsey quickly leans over and changes the monitor… Angel disappears as A DIFFERENT HALLWAY takes its place.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOBBY - CONTINUOUS

The three Guards around the Vampire. One of the Guards lifts his billy-club and SHWICK! A STAKE suddenly juts out of the tip of the club.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - SECURITY ROOM - CONTINUOUS

Guard and Lindsey still watching the monitors.

LINDSEY
Well, you've got your hands full, so…

The Guard only half-nods, his eyes still fixated on the Lobby monitor. Lindsey exits.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOBBY - CONTINUOUS

As the other Guards close in on the Vamp, distracting him, the Guard with the stake darts forward and JAMS it into the Vamp's chest. DUSTS him.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOWER LEVEL HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

Angel's at the Vault door. He slides Lindsey's pass through the security monitor, punches in a code. Door slides open. He's got it made. But he hesitates… making a fist instead of entering the vault. And suddenly Angel spins around…

… and throws a jaw-busting punch which catches a DEMON right in the head as he's coming up behind him.

Demon crashes hard. Comes back fast.

But Angel opens his hand, revealing a RED POWDER. He blows on the powder. It billows…

And the Demon's eyes widen in terror, but he's too late… the small RED CLOUD is in his face… and he sort of just… stops in place, unable to move anything except…

… His EYES. As if he's a prisoner within his own body. He looks at Angel.

Angel pushes him over. And he topples to the floor like a statue.

ANGEL
Thank you, Wesley.

Angel quickly enters the room.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - VAULT - CONTINUOUS

Like a combination bank vault/museum. Glass boxes with strange artifacts… metal cabinets, wooden trunks… a mix of new and ancient… locks and spells.

Angel moves quickly into the room, giving it a once over before zeroing in.

OMITTED

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - UPPER LEVEL - CONTINUOUS

Elevator doors open. Lindsey exits. It's almost over. Just has to stay calm. It's like a mantra running through his mind… keeping him focused.

Until a HAND LANDS ON HIS SHOULDER. Lindsey spins.

It's Mercer.

MERCER
What's all the excitement? Vampire in the
lobby, did I hear that right?

LINDSEY
(shaky laugh)
Never a dull moment.

Mercer smiles back. They move their separate ways down the hall.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - VAULT - CONTINUOUS

Angel passes a wide metal cabinet with shallow drawers. Slides a few open before he finds…

The DRAWER filled with rows of alphabetized computer disks. Angel flips through them. Then decides his time is better spent elsewhere. He grabs all the disks and dumps them into his briefcase.

But as he starts to exit, something catches his attention… He stops, mid-stride, looking at -

AN ENGRAVED BOX

Angel crosses to it, somehow compelled… He slowly lifts the lid… a metal and jewel-encrusted TUBE rests inside.

He stares at it - for some reason he can't look away. But time is ticking now, and… What the hell. As he picks it up…

ALARMS GO OFF BIG TIME.

Angel does an "oh shit."

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - SECURITY ROOM - CONTINUOUS

The guard looks at the monitors… Alarm lights are starting to go off on his switchboard…

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - VAULT - CONTINUOUS

Angel stuffs the TUBE into his briefcase and turns quickly -

AND NOW A GATE STARTS TO FALL OVER THE DOORWAY.

Angel dives at the gate, with just enough room to slide under and through. (Note to production: Depending on the surface of the floor, i.e., carpet, upon which it is silly to slide, he could dive and roll under the gate, instead.)

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - UPPER LEVEL - CONTINUOUS

Lindsey is just exiting a door with his name on it. He carries a briefcase. His cell phone rings -

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOWER LEVEL HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

Angel quicksteps down the corridor, speaks into his cell phone -

ANGEL
(into phone)
We're done.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - UPPER LEVEL - DAY

Lindsey listens to his cell phone -

ANGEL (OVER PHONE)
Get out. Now.

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - LOWER LEVEL HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS

Angel kicks aside the covering of the hole he torched and drops back into the sewer tunnel -

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - UPPER LEVEL - DAY

Lindsey clicks shut his phone. Doesn't wait another second. Just bails. He turns toward the elevators, but reacts now as he sees -

LINDSEY'S POV

UNIFORMED SECURITY GUARDS appear in the hallway, flanking the elevators.

LINDSEY

Turns the other way - sees more GUARDS appearing on the other end of the hallway. Knocking on office doors, pulling lawyers out into the corridor.

Others are starting to step out of their offices. Lilah joins Lindsey.

LILAH
Can you believe this… It's a sweep.
(re: her watch)
I'll never make my lunch.

Lindsey starts to pull his phone out when he notices -

HOLLAND

Ushering a MAN AND WOMAN, both shaved heads, dark Nehru style jackets. They disappear into the glass walled CONFERENCE ROOM. Just before Holland follows them in, he nods to a guard who ushers a group of lawyers in as well. Electric blinds descend over the windows, blocking them out.

Lindsey tries to hold his shit together as now Mercer appears, steps up to Lindsey and Lilah.

MERCER
What is it?

LINDSEY
Mind readers.

BLACK OUT

END OF ACT TWO

Continue on to Part Two

 


 

Blind Date

Part 2

(March 17, 2000)

Written by: Jeannine Renshaw

Act Three

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY

As one group of lawyers is released, another group is ushered in. Among them Lindsey, Lilah and Mercer. Some look nervous, but most of them just look annoyed at the inconvenience. Lindsey sees Holland standing with the Mind Readers. Tries not to look at him. He feels like everything's all over his face, anyway.

MERCER
Shouldn't we have been memoed on this?

Lilah, annoyed, punches a number into her cell phone -

LILAH
That's why they call them "random" mind readings.
(into phone)
It's Lilah. Looks like I'm not going to be
able to make our one o'clock…

Holland trails the Mind Readers as they slowly move down the line of lawyers, scrutinizing each lawyer in turn.

Lindsey tries to keep it together as The Mind Readers and Holland approach. The Mind Readers meet Lindsey's eye.

Their expressions not giving away a thing. They linger for an unendurable beat… then move to Mercer. Holland trailing behind, pauses at Lindsey. They meet eyes, then he moves off.

Their task complete, the Mind Readers step back with Holland, confer in whispers.

CLOSE - LINDSEY

Every second an eternity. Made all the worse because he can't hear what they're saying. Holland glances past them, in Lindsey's direction. Is he looking at Lindsey? Lindsey can't be sure, but fears the worst as Holland continues to exchange whispers with the Mind Readers.

Lindsey glances from the private conference to the ARMED GUARDS who are placed strategically around the room.

Finally Holland turns to the assembled.

HOLLAND
Well. I have to say - this is a shame. Just a
shame. Whenever I learn of disloyalty, it
hurts me. Hurts me personally.

Holland glances subtly to one of the ARMED GUARDS. As Holland zeros in on the Lindsey/Mercer/Lilah side of the room, the Guard begins to move behind the lawyers, moving to meet up with Holland…

HOLLAND
But this sort of thing must be dealt with
quickly and cleanly.

Now Holland is face-to-face with…

HOLLAND
And unambiguously…

…Mercer.

HOLLAND
I'm sorry, Lee. I truly am.

MERCER
What? No -

HOLLAND
You've been in secret talks with Klein and Gabler.

Mercer considers lying for a beat, sees the stoic Mind Readers behind Holland, knows there's no point…

MERCER
They approached me.

HOLLAND
You planned to take clients with you when
you joined them.

MERCER
No. You don't understand.
(re: Mind Readers)
They misread me or something.

Holland glances up at the Armed Guard who is now right behind Mercer. Holland gives a little nod.

MERCER
I just wanted Klein and Gabler to think -

-- the Guard has raised his SILENCED GUN. A PFFF. A painless one to the back of the head. Lindsey starts, shocked, maybe some blood on his Armani.

Holland turns away.

HOLLAND
Terminating an employee is never pleasant…
(then)
That's all.

A beat. Lindsey moves to go. Everyone's a little stunned, but mostly grateful self interest in the glances to the dead body on the floor as they start moving to the exit. As Lindsey pushes out with the crowd -

HOLLAND
Lindsey. Why don't you hang back for a minute.

Lindsey turns, looks back toward Holland who is still turned away. Off Lindsey as the others, relieved to still be alive, jostle him as they exit…

INT. ANGEL'S OUTER OFFICE - DAY

The elevator rises into the shaft. Angel's back. Cordy and Wesley, alerted by the sound, appear at the threshold which separates Angel's inner office from the outer office.

As Angel pushes open the elevator door, steps into his office -

ANGEL
Lindsey?

WESLEY
He's not with you?

ANGEL
No.

CORDELIA
That can't be good.

WESLEY
Something must have happened.

Angel has moved past them, into the outer office to Cordy's desk, sets his briefcase there.

CORDELIA
You're not going back for him?

ANGEL
If he made it out, then he'll be here. If he
didn't - then there's no reason to go back.
(then)
We have work to do.

Angel's manner isn't heartless, simply matter-of-fact. He's in business mode. Cordy and Wesley share a look, know he's right. As Angel pops open his briefcase:

WESLEY
So you got the files, then?

ANGEL
Right here.

Angel dumps the disks onto the desk.

CORDELIA
Which one is it?

ANGEL
I don't know. We'll have to go through them
until we find it.

Cordy fires up the computer. Inserts a disk. Angel hovering over her shoulder. Wesley notes the metal case in Angel's briefcase. Takes it.

WESLEY
Angel. What's this?

ANGEL
Uh. Not sure.

Wesley opens it, discovers an ancient scroll. He opens it partially, revealing foreign markings.

WESLEY
Ancient Aramaic, if I'm not mistaken.

ANGEL
Yeah?
(looking back to computer)
Huh.

Wesley regards him, curious.

WESLEY
Was there a reason you took this?

ANGEL
Yeah.

WESLEY
And that would be…?

Angel looks at Wesley. Dead in the eye. Considers the question for a beat, not ready with an answer, finally:

ANGEL
I… don't really know.

Angel and Wesley hold the look for a moment. The silent moment between the men tells us Wesley understands that something compelled Angel. Wesley finally nods.

WESLEY
Well. I'll get to work translating it, then.

CORDELIA
Uh, guys? Might wanna translate this, first.

They look to see what she's looking at -

INSERT - COMPUTER SCREEN

Where computerese symbols scroll. Gobbledy gook.

RESUME

WESLEY
It's encrypted.

CORDELIA
(off pile of disks)
What do you wanna be the rest of these
are too?

ANGEL
Great.

Off Angel -

INT. WOLFRAM AND HART - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY

Lindsey, struggling to suppress his fear and horror, watches two Security Guards (including the one who shot Mercer) drag Mercer's body out a back entrance. His eyes dart to:

MANNERS - whose emotions are hard to read, studying Lindsey.

HOLLAND
You've been busy, haven't you Lindsey?

Nothing from Lindsey. Manners walks to him, looks down.

HOLLAND
What a pity… you can't get that out of
the carpet…

Lindsey follows his gaze. Big blood stain on the nice clean carpet.

HOLLAND
…believe me, we've tried. Are you afraid?

Lindsey nods.

HOLLAND
Well, that's understandable. You betrayed this
firm by allying yourself with someone who's
caused us a great deal of grief. You stole
important documents from our vault in an attempt
to sabotage an extremely important case and in
the course of this egregious behavior lied to us -
more importantly to me - about your behavior.
Have I left anything out?

LINDSEY
No sir.

The guard who shot Mercer returns by back entrance, stands there awaiting further orders.

HOLLAND
Did you actually believe I wouldn't learn
everything?

LINDSEY
I, uh…

HOLLAND
Lindsey, this is a delicate moment. I advise
you to tell the absolute truth. I nod to Phil
over there, he's going to put a bullet in your
head.

LINDSE