I Fall to Pieces

Written by: David Greenwalt

Cordelia is walking into the office carrying the mail.
Cordy: Uh, look at all these bills: - water, - power, - and my perennial favorite: the rent. What am I
missing?
Doyle: Not a thing I can see.
Cordy: Doyle, try to pay attention.
Doyle: I am paying attention princess. We just need the income to pay for the outgo around here.
Cordy: Exactly! You know? This is a business and we should be running it like one. We should be
charging. I know Angel has been working day and night helping people fight their personal demons, but I
need a raise!
Doyle: A raise? What, youve been working for him for like 20 minutes?
Cordy: A month, and I have needs.
Doyle: Needs.
Cordy: A person needs certain designer - things.
Doyle: Personally I dont think you need much in the way of clothes. But you are right, and I do agree.
Angel needs to start charging. He just hates bringing up the finances with the clients. He likes
playing the hero, - walking off into the dark with his long coat flowing behind him in a mysterious and
attractive way.
Cordy: Is this a privet moment? Because I can leave you alone.
Doyle: No, no, Im not saying *Im* attracted. Im just saying hes projecting a certain kind of image and
asking for money isnt part of it. Hes sensitive about that.
Cordy (elevator opens) gets up: Oh, here he comes. Ok, were going to stand up to him.
Doyle stands up: Yup, were standing up.
Cordy: Just as soon as hes had his coffee.
Dole: Right.
Angel walks in: Morning.
Doyle and Cordelia stand and watch him: Morning.
Angel pours himself a cup of coffee, drink and makes a face: What is this?
Cordy: Last weeks coffee. Think of it as Espresso.
Angel: I think my esophagus is melting.
Doyle: Sure been making us proud these last few weeks fighting the evil and all that.
Cordy: Yeah, you been fantastic! Saving people left and right
Angel interrupts not looking at them: Im not comfortable asking people for money.
Cordy: Then get over it! (Angel looks at her) I mean that in a sensitive way.
Doyle: Look, bud, I know its not your favorite thing, but youve got to do whats right.
Angel: You think its right to ask people in trouble for money.
Doyle: No.
Angel: So we agree.
Doyle: No.
Angel: We dont agree.
Cordy: Make up your mind, will you? (Doyles face scrunches up in pain and hunches over the table.)
Doyle? (Angel walks over to him) Oh-oh, vision fit approaching.
Cut to smeared images of an office and a brown haired woman with shoulder length hair.
Doyle: Pen Paper. (Cordy hands it to him) single malt scotch.
Angel pours him a shot: What did you see?
Doyle: Melissa Burns, works at Pardell Paper products.
Cordy flips through the phone book: Melissa Burns.
Angel: How did she look?
Doyle: Better than me. (takes a swallow from the cup makes a face) This aint single malt its - polymalt!
Cordy: Okay, Pardell Paper Products. 200 Wilshire Boulevard.
Angel grabs his coat and throws it on: I guess Im going to work.
Doyle watches him as he leaves the office (in slow motion) his coat flowing behind him. Cordelia looks
over at Doyle.
Doyle: Maybe Im a little attracted.

Intro.

Cut to Melissas office. There is a cake on the table with Happy Birthday Benji written on it.
Melissa: I said Penny. I was very clear on the phone! I even spelled it with letters. - Its okay.
Ill fix it. Here (hands the guy standing next to her a pack of candles) you do these.
Melissa wipes of the bottom bulge of the B with her finger while the other guy sticks some of the candles
on the cake.
Guy: Ok, perfect.
Melissa: Ok, light them.
Guy: Im lighting, Im lighting! (lights the candles) um, what about the J?
Penny walks in: Whats going on?
Guy and Melissa together: Happy Birthday!
Penny: Oh, this is so sweet! (Looks at the writing) Youve only been here a month and you already know
four of the letters of my name.
Melissa: Its just
Guy with a half laugh: Yeah!
Melissa: Well, we think that you should be Penji from now on. We think it suits you better!
Guy: Make a wish already!
Penny: Okay, wait (blows out the candles).
Guy: Yeah!
Melissa hands a potted plant to Penny: And I brought you this. I painted the pot myself so feel free to
break it accidentally.
Penny accepts it with a smile: Oh, dont be silly. Thanks!
A black guy comes in with a bouquet of white flowers.
Melissa: Oh, look at that! Looks like my little philodendron just got upstaged.
Penny: Oh, no way. I dont know anyone with tastes that good!
Black guy hands the card to Melissa: And right you are. They are for Melissa.
Penny and guy: Ooooh.
Melissa accepts the card: Who are they from?
Black guy: I dont know. Delivery guy form Neds Flowers.
Melissa looks at the card. And looks spooked.
Black guy: Something wrong?
Melissa looks up and shakes her head: No. Walks away from the others.
Guy: No one ever sends me flowers.
Melissa gets a bottle of pills out of her purse and hides it in her hands (to Penny): Would you watch my
phones?
Penny: Oh, sure, honey.

Cut to Melissa walking into the bathroom. She stares at herself in the mirror, shakes some pills out of
the bottle and swallows them with some water.
Cut to Melissa walking into the parking garage. Angel is waiting in the shadows by her car.
Angel steps forward: Melissa. (she spins around, then lets out a relieved sigh) Im sorry, I didnt mean
to startle you.
Melissa walks on to her car: Oh, I thought you were someone else.
Angel follows her: Are you all right?
Melissa stops then walks on: yes.
Angel: My name is Angel. Im in private security.
Melissa turns to him: Excuse me?
Angel pulls out a calling card and twists it in his hands: Its its what I do. Its my job.
Melissa: And you are walking around in underground garages telling people this because..?
Angel holds the card out to her: I think you maybe in need of my services.
Melissa looks at him for a moment then takes the card: I dont think I can afford private security.
Angel: Its not about money. You see, I just help people sometimes when the police cant?
Melissa gets in the car: Out of the goodness of your heart?
Angel: Im not explaining this very well.
Melissa: No, but thanks.
Angel as she gets ready to drive off: If you need anything, just call that number!

Cut to Angels office.
Angel: I scared her.
Doyle sitting next to Cordy: Sounds to me like she was scared to begin with.
Angel pacing: Am I intimidating? I mean do I put people off?
Cordy: Well, as vampires go, youre pretty cuddly. Maybe you might want to think about mixing up the
black on black look.
Angel (to Cordy): Maybe you should talk to her. Shed feel safer.
Cordy: When she hires us, Ill get involved.
Doyle: Cordelia is right.
Angel: I dont think so. Ive got a bad feeling that we need get involved now. (walks over to them and
leans on the table) This shouldnt be about money.
Doyle: It isnt.
Cordy: Yeah, you should listen to.. (looks hard at Doyle) It isnt?!
Doyle: No, its about doing whats best for the people youve helped (Angel straightens up) People get
attached to a mysterious savior, and can you blame them? But as long as youre just a man whos doing a
job, and getting paid, they can feel like theyve paid their debt to you and they can move on independent
like.
Cordy to Doyle: You are a lot smarter than you look (Doyle looks at her) Of course you look like a
retard.

Cut to Melissa walking up to an ATM. She tries to get money out, but her pin is invalid. Tires again.
A tall guy in a nice suit with short gray hair and bald on top steps up next to her.
Ronald: it wont work. (she recoils) Ive changed your pin number. (smiles at her) I mean, Melissa, your
birthday? Thats the first thing a thief would try.
Melissa: What are you doing here?
Ronald punches a number into the ATM: I changed it to 3-5-99. - The day we met.
Melissa : You have to stop doing this.
Ronald: Stop looking after you? Why?
Melissa: I dont know what you want.
Ronald: Oh, I just want you to be happy and healthy, silly. - Speaking of are you losing weight? I
think its the tranquilizers. How many did you take in the bathroom at work today, 3?
Melissa: How do you know what I did ..
Ronald interrupts her: Ive got to be honest. I dont see them helping with the anxiety. Now I
prescribed a Calcium-Selenium supplement Did you take it?
Melissa: I..
Ronald: No, you threw it in the drawer the minute you got home. These things are for your own good."
Melissa: Why cant you just leave me alone?
Ronald stares at her: How can two people in love leave each other alone?
Melissa: In love?! - Ronald, we had one date..
Ronald: Honey, honey, dont get upset! _ I take commitment pretty seriously, and I know you do, too.
Did you have a rough day at work? Is that it? (Pager goes off) Oh, (looks at the number) surgery. I
have to run. (takes the money out of the ATM slot and hands it to her) Oh, dont forget your money,
sweetheart. (she takes the money hesitantly, but when he leans in to kiss her good-bye she recoils. He
pulls back) Ill see you tonight.

Cut to Angels office. The phone rings.
Cordy: Angel Investigation. We help the hopeless. (looks up at Angel as she listens) Well, Id say
right a way. (hangs up phone) Shes coming in.
Angel looks at his dark sweater: Ive got to change my shirt.

Cut to Melissa sitting in Angels office drinking coffee.
Melissa: Its been going on for about 7 months now. It wasnt so bad a t first.
Angel (wearing an off-white sweater): Whats his name?
Melissa: Dr. Ronald Meltzer. Hes a neurosurgeon. I had an infected nerve behind my right eye. He
operated, saved my sight. Afterwards he asked me out. I didnt really want to, but..
Cordy (taking notes with a pad and pencil): He helped you, you felt obligated. (Melissa nods) Plus, a
doctor.
Melissa: So we had *one* drink, *one* time and afterwards he started calling me, a lot. Then he started
showing up at my work, my apartment, - saying that we had something special, that we should get married.
Angel: And then it got worse?
Melissa: I know it sounds stupid, but I can feel him watching me all the time. Today at work, he knew I
took my Xanitab when I was alone in the bathroom. I mean, how did he see that? He is just everywhere.
I dont think I can take much more of this.
Angel: Well, were going to help you.
Cordy: Big time, - and for a reasonable fee. Gets a look from Angel and ducks her head.
Angel: Doyle will make sure that you get home safely.
Melissa: Thanks. You guys have been very kind, listening to me. (takes a sip of coffee) Its terrible.
Doyle: Yeah, were going to take care of that.
Melissa set down the cup and gets up to leave: No, I mean the coffee. (turns before she reaches the
door) Angel, how did you know that I needed help?
Angel: I have a friend in the police department.
Doyle to Angel as he follows Melissa out: Ill see you later.
Cordy: Can you imagine? A doctor - they examine your body they know every inch of you. (shudders) ugh!
Angel: How is he doing it? How does he see her when shes alone, in private? - Is he invisible? - Or
some kind of ghost? - Maybe he can astral project.
Cordy: Maybe he has an accomplice, - or a hidden camera. Not everything has to be creepy and
supernatural, you know.
Angel: Not everything, but Doyle had a vision.
Cordy: Which last time led to a sex-changing-body-switching-tear-your-innards-out-demon, right. I guess
they dont call you for their every day cases.
Angel sits down thinking: He sees her when he is nowhere around. - How?
Cordy turns to go: Okay, flesh, anytime you want to stop crawling is okay with me.

Cut to Melissa drawing the curtains closed in her bedroom and brushing her hair in front of the mirror.
Cut to Ronald sitting alone in the dark in his office sipping a scotch. There is a picture of Melissa in
front of him on the desk.
Cut to Melissa getting undressed.
Cut to Ronald holding the bridge of his nose with one hand.
Cut to Melissa opening the back of her slip.
Cut to Ronald taking his hand down. His right eye-socket is empty.
Cut to an eyeball floating in the air with a few nerve endings trailing behind. Camera pans around to
show Melissa getting out of her slip, her back to the eyeball.

Cut to Angel walking up to Kates desk at the police department.
Angel: Hello, Kate.
Kate gets up and fold her arms in front of her: Angel. Um, hi. Its good to see you.
Angel: You too.
Kate: So judging by your uncomfortableness, Id say you either about to ask me out on a date, or you need
a favor. (Angel just looks at her) And Im going to go with favor. (sits down) so ask, and Ill see if I
can do.
Angel sits down: Girl a client. Shes being stalked, and I think it could get ugly.
Kate: Shes being stalked? Then ugly it already is. Whats her name?

Cut to Doyle walking next to Melissa at her work.
Melissa: You know you really dont have to stay with me all day.
Doyle: Protect and serve. Its entirely my bag. As long as Im not in the way.
Melissa: Oh, no. I like it. As long as youre not bored.
Doyle: No, no. Im good. I have a word jumble right here. That should keep me occupied, sadly, for
most of the day.
Melissa sits down at her desk: I do feel better having you all on the case. I guess Angel has handled a
lot of cases like this.
Doyle: Dozens. Hundreds. Dozens of hundreds.
Melissa: Wow, it happens that often?
Doyle: Well, exactly like yours? Not quite so many. But protecting young women such as yourself?
Yeah, thereve been ah 4. And 3 of them are very much alive. (she gives him a shocked look and he
quickly points at a picture on her desk) Is that you?
Melissa: Ah, yeah. Bungee jumping.
Doyle picks up the picture: Ive always meant to do that, but I intensely dont want to, so I havent
gotten around to it yet.
Melissa: Its fun. Scary.
Doyle replaces the picture and sits down: You dont seem like the thrill seeker type.
Melissa looks at the picture: Well, I used to.. You know, I used to do a lot of things.. before..
Doyle: Dont you worry. When Angel is finished with this case I can guarantee youll be wanting to jump
off a bridge again.

Cut to Kate coming to her desk with a file in her hand.
Kate: Your girl did file a report two months ago. The doctor responded and denied everything. (sits
down) A lot of noise from his lawyers. Ouch..
Angel: What?
Kate: His lawyers. Wolfram and Hart. You know the name?
Angel: Ive heard it.
Kate: Yeah. Theyre the law firm that Johnny Cochran is too ethical to join. They actually filed a
restraining order against *her*. Very cute. Still no record of violence for the doctor.
Angel: Yet.
Kate: You think hes going to blow?
Angel: I do.
Kate: Ill put a uniform on her building. But I can probably not spare one for more than a day or two.
Angel: Thanks. Thatll help.
Kate: And your client, shes holding up?
Angel: Shes scared. Hes had her on the ropes for a while now.
Kate: Then you better help her get mad, because that is the only way shell be able to fight him.
Angel: Well, hopefully Ill be doing the fighting. Thats why she hired me.
Kate: Thats not what I mean. This guy could go to jail tomorrow, Angel, and still kill her in her
dreams every night. Ive put a few of these creeps away and the hardest thing is to know that he is still
winning. Shes still afraid. He took her power away and no one can get it back for her but her.

Cut to Angel walking down the hallway of an expensive clinic. He sneaks into Dr. Meltzers office and
starts to look around. He hears the doctor consulting with a patient through a half open door. He
checks his book shelf and pulls out a book called Anything is Possible. It has a personal dedication in
the front.
Dr. Meltzer walks in: What are you doing in my office?
Angel with his back turned to the doctor sticks the book in the inside pocket of his jacket and while
turning around pulls out a business card out of the same pocket and hands it to Dr. Meltzer.
Angel: Names Jensen. I need to talk to you.
Ronald takes the card: Then you make an appointment. You dont just barge in here.
Angel: I dont have time for appointments. Im told that you can do things no one else can.
Ronald picks up the phone: Youll never find out. Im calling security.
Angel: My wife has a malignant tumor thats pressing on her ocular cavity. She going to die unless
someone has the nerve to operate.
Ronald hangs up the phone: What you are talking about is a very difficult and dangerous procedure. I
could lose my license. Now, I understand your situation, but I cant help you.
Angel picks up Melissas picture from the desk and holds it up to Ronald: What does she mean to you?
Ronald: What?
Angel: What is she, your wife, your girlfriend? What?
Ronald: Shes my fiancée.
Angel: Nice. Set a date?
Ronald: Uh ah, - were working that out.
Angel: Did you know right away? - That she was the one?
Ronald: I dont see how this has anything..
Angel: I tell you how. Do you know what its like to be so much a part of someone that you dont know
where they end and you begin? (hold up Melissas picture) Would you die for her?
Ronald: Yes.
Angel: Then you understand that Im not willing to make any compromises. Im not willing to watch her
suffer and die while the law catches up with science. What Im willing to do, is pay you what ever it
takes. - Think about it. - Please.

Cut to the Good Samaritan Hospital. Cordy is interviewing a nurse.
Nurse: Another article about Meltzer.
Cordy: Well, our readers at the uhm (glances down at some magazines) journal of diagnostic orthoped...
etcetera seem endlessly fascinated with him.
Nurse: He is fascinating. Before he became an ocular surgeon he specialized in orthopedics. He
developed nerve and blood vessel accelerants that helped a lot of people.
Cordy: How?
Nurse: When you sever a limb there is only so much time to reattach before it atrophies.
Cordy: Yuck!
Nurse: What?
Cordy smiles: Nothing, please go on.
Nurse: Dr. Meltzers work extended that time significantly. Plus he's of one of the best at reattaching
severed nerves.
Cordy: So he is good at the cutting and the sewing. Did he ever strike you as a big dangerous creep?
Nurse: What? What kind of article are you writing?
Cordy: Ive got to be honest with you. It may not be a very nice one. I dont like the way he treats
women. Ill keep your name out of it, but just between us whats the real dish on this guy?
Nurse looks around to make sure there is no one close: He is not very generous. He doesnt share his
techniques with the medical community at large and a lot of what he claims to have done is pretty
radical.
Cordy: Like what?

Cut to Cordy pacing in Angels office.
Cordy: Like reattaching eyes for one thing. Apparently this guy can do anything with a knife. You so
dont want this guy fixated on you. What is stalking now a days the third most popular sport among men?
Angel typing on the computer: Fourth after Luge.
Cordy: I dont get it. This guy has a lot to lose. What is it about Melissa that got him to go all O.J.
on her?
Angel: Nothing. Its not about Melissa, its about rage. This guy is too messed up to deal with a real
woman and he cant stand that. So he creates a fantasy about a girl he barely knows. But eventually even
she fails him. So he has to hurt her, because when he looks at her all he sees is how useless he is, how
damaged..
Cordy interrupts him: Uh, what a fun date you must have been in back in your bad vamp days. (sits down)
On the other hand, it should give you some insight into the jerks of the world.
Angel: I know how this guy thinks, I just dont know how hes doing it.
Cordy: Being everywhere at once?
Angel shows her the book he stole from the doctors office: Vinpur Natpudan says that we are everywhere
at once since we are all made up of the same molecules.
Cordy: I remember that guy. He made a big noise a few years ago on public television. Huh. Then had a
big case of Joe Recluse.
Angel looking at the computer: What he had was a nervous breakdown. Not long after he conducted an
exclusive retreat for a group of well known yogis and doctors.
Cordy: Im guessing Dr. Stalker was at that retreat? What are you doing?
Angel: Sending Joe Recluse an e-mail. Id really like to talk to him.
Cordy reads what he is typing: I hope you have the nerve to believe that I need help with Ronald
Meltzer. (looks down and reads the dedication in the front of the book) hope you have the nerve to
believe - did you steal this book?
Angel: Yeah.
Cordy: Good.

Cut to Angel sitting in the Vinpurs darkened room.
Vinpur: You said in your e-mail that Dr, Meltzer might hurt an innocent woman. What is it that you
think I can do about that?
Angel: Help me understand him better. I dont think he is like other people.
Vinpur: No, hes not - Of course no two people are alike. God in his infinite variety and wisdom likes
to keep it interesting.
Angel: How did you meet him?
Vinpur: He came to one of my lectures. My operating thesis at the time was that the mind is the single
most powerful force in the universe. In any average human it regulates billions of cells, and that is
with 80% of the brain still untapped.
Angel: So what are the possibilities if a person could master all that power.
Vinpur: I introduced Dr. Meltzer to psychic surgeons, Yogis that can shut down their somatic system for
days a t a time. But he eclipsed us all. Until Dr. Meltzer my studies had been based on theories and
hearsay, but he exploded that all. Thats when I stopped teaching.
Angel: Because you stopped believing.
Vinpur: No, because I began to believe completely.

Cut to Melissas house at night. Ronald is standing outside the rod iron fence staring in.
Cut to Melissa sleeping in her bed.
Cut to a police car pulling up to the curb. The Officer gets out.
Officer: All right, pal why dont you just turn around nice and easy put your hands in the air.
Ronald turns around, his hands in his pockets: I was just out for a walk.
Officer pulls his gun: Hands, now!
Ronald pulls out his hands with a slight smile. His arms end in two stumps, no hands.

Cut to a severed hand crawling up the side of Melissas bed. A second one follows.
Cut to the officer holstering his gun.
Officer: Im sorry we got a report of someone not you.
Ronald: Thats quite all right, officer. Just doing your job. I understand. Walks off.

Cut to the hands slipping under Melissas blanket. She wakes, looks under the blanket and screams.
Cut to the officer as he is calling in his report standing next to his car. He hears the scream and runs
towards the house. He smashes in the glass of the door to open it from the inside and runs up the steps.
Cut to Melissa frantically undoing the safety chain on her door. The officer steps in gun drawn.
Officer: Whats wrong?
Melissa: Oh, hes..
Officer: Did someone break in? - Lady I cant help you if you dont tell me whats wrong. Now, did
someone break in or are you just having a bad dream?
Melissa points to her bedroom: In there!
The officer inspects the room and bathroom with his gun drawn. There is no one there. He holsters his
gun.
Officer: Okay. Everythings okay now. Look there is nobody in your bedroom, there is nobody in your
bathroom. Now if you want to start from the beginning and just tell me.. One of the hands grabs him by
the shoulder and pulls him back. Melissa screams.
Officer: Oh, god.
Cut to Ronald watching the house from outside with a smirk on his face.
Cut to the upstairs hallway. The officer comes stumbling out into the hallway. Two disembodied hands
are choking him. Melissa runs screaming past him down the stairs and out of the house and right into a
guy.
Angel stops her: Its me. Its me.
Melissa: Hes hes in there. - His his hands..
Angel: I know, I know what he can do.
Melissa: He killed a.. Please dont leave me alone! Please dont leave me!
Angel: Its all right. Its all right. (Melissa buries her face against his chest and cries) Im not
going to let him near you. Shh!
As Melissa continues crying, the camera pans over to show us Ronald watching them from outside the
fence. A hand crawls along the ground and up his leg then reattaches itself to the end of his arm.
Ronald takes one last look at Angel holding Melissa then walks away.

Cut to a bunch of people crowing in front of Melissas house. The officers dead body is being wheeled
out. Doyle is handing Melissa a cup of coffee. She is wrapped into a blanket.
Doyle: Here drink up, love. Its over.
Cut to Angel and Kate walking up.
Kate: She is not making a lot of sense.
Angel: Shes been living in terror for the last 5 months.
Kate: You think its the doctor.
Angel: I know its the doctor.
Kate puts her hands on her hips: How could he do it? I mean, shes got bars on her windows. The
security cameras in the hallway show our officers going in and nobody suspicious all day. I mean, who is
this guy, Houdini?
Angel: Something like that.
Kate: Ive pulled prints. If they match his, hes going down.
Officer form off screen: Detective? Can you sign the coroners release?
Kate walks off and Angel walks towards Doyle and Melissa. Doyle sees him coming and meets him half way.
Angel: Hows she doing?
Doyle: Numb. - Did they get any prints?
Angel: Yeah.
Doyle: Good. So we can put him behind bars for about 90 seconds, until he skitters through em. (shakes
his head) Not a lot of things that make me shudder, but this guy crawling around under the covers. - At
least it was just his hands down there. Wish I hadnt even thought that.
Angel: Hes coming undone.
Doyle: Ill say.
Angel: No, I mean hes out of control. Hes killing now.
Doyle: Anyone that comes between him and his obsession. (Looks over at Melissa) Dont we stand between
him and his obsession? Im not putting too cowardly a point on it, - but if this guy cant be contained
and he cant be killed, what are we going to do about it?
Angel: If his body parts go long enough without any blood and oxygen, theyre going to deteriorate, hes
not gonna be able to put himself back together no matter how much psychic surgery he knows.
Doyle: So what are you saying? Break him down and box him up?
Angel: Of course thats just a theory.
Doyle: Hmm. What do we do in the mean time?
Angel looks over at Melissa: Protect her.

Cut to Doyle putting duct tape over a vent in Angels apartment.
Doyle: Its not good for the ventilation, but hes not getting in here. (Cordy touches his collar and he
jumps) What..
Cordy: I was just trying to fix your collar.
Doyle: Yeah, well, what say we just leave it crooked until this things resolved.
They walk into the other room where Angel and Melissa are sitting at a table.
Melissa sipping from a cup of tea: I dont see how this can.. I mean this cant be happening. What I saw
you must think Im crazy.
Angel: No, I believe you.
Melissa: But its not possible. I mean, he can really..
Angel nods: Yes. - Remember I told you I sometimes handle things the police cant? (Melissa nods)
This is one of those things. - Im going to take care of him. Doyle and Cordelia are going to stay here
with you. I want you to try and get some rest.
Doyle flips the latch closed on the trap door to the sewers and secures it with a bolt. Cordelia offers
Melissa a tissue.
Melissa: Thanks, but Im not going to cry any more. At least I hope not. Im tired of crying and being
afraid.
Angel: You dont have to be afraid.
Melissa: Youre just duct taping me in for fun?
Angel: Youve survived a living hell these last few months and youre still standing, while hes coming
unhinged at not being able to control you. Hes the weak one. Youre the strong one.
Cordy: You should listen to him, Melissa. He knows what hes talking about. Hes stalked plenty of
(Angel and Melissa look at her) books on the subject. (to Angel) Could I see you upstairs for a moment?

Cut to Cordy and Angel going up in the elevator.
Cordy: Okay Melissa stays here with us that makes sense, but the part about you taking care of the
doctor.. This guy is *really* dangerous.
Angel opens the elevator, walks over to the desk and starts flipping through the yellow pages.
Cordy: What are you doing?
Angel: Seeing where I can get some steel boxes at this hour of the night.
Cordy: Steel boxes? Why would you want.. Oh. For packing up people parts. - You know this job..
Dont get me wrong Im grateful to have it. God knows its educational, but sometimes.. (she jumps as the
phone rings) God whos calling at this - (looks down at the phone and sees the line 3 light blinking) Its
the special line.
Angel: Answer it.
Cordy: Right, right. Okay. Now, who are we again? Johnson International Holdings?
Angel: Jensen.
Cordy: Jensen. Good, got it. Jensen, now does that sound like an international name?
Angel: Cordelia.
Cordy picks up the phone: Jensen International Holdings. How may I direct your call? - Please hold.
(puts him on hold) Its him.
Angel takes a deep breath and picks up the phone on his desk.
Angel: Brian Jensen.
Ronald: Youre working late.
Angel: Down side of being global.
Ronald: If you still want me to, Ill operate on your wife.
Angel: I do, thank you.
Ronald: Well have to do it out of the country, and I need $100 000 in cash to get things rolling.
Angel: Are you in your office?
Ronald: Yes.
Angel: Ill bring it to you tonight. Hangs up the phone.
Cordy: Youre going over there? What if he comes apart on you?
Angel: If he comes apart on me, hes going to stay that way. Gets up.

Cut to Ronald sitting in his office. Angel comes in carrying a steel box.
Ronald: Thats a big box. You didnt have to bring it in small bills Mr. Jensen.
Angel puts the box on the table: Actually I didnt bring-
Ronald: Any money at all? No, I didnt think you would. Though the safety deposit box is a nice touch.
I mean your name is not really Jensen. You dont have a wife. What a tangled web, eh?
Ronald reaches for something on the desk with his left hand, and while Angels attention is on his left
hand, he lifts his right and shoots Angel right into the neck with a tranquilizer dart.
Ronald: I developed this injector while working with animals. (Angel pulls out the dart and looks at
it. It drops from his fingers) They dont like their limbs cut off any more than we do and they can hurt
you if you get to close. (Angel is gasping, his eyes wide) Youll feel a slight sinking sensation thats
your heart slowing down as the paralytic takes effect. Eventually itll stop all together. (Ronald stands
up) I just cant get over the audacity to think that you could take her from me? (Angels knees are
sagging) I saw you. I saw you holding her. (Angel drops on all fours) Nobody can break the bond
between us. Nobody. (Ronald picks up a scalpel from his desk) Clearly even she cant accept that. If
tried so hard to show her in so many ways. Ive taken care of her, - been there for her, -even when she
didnt know it. (Angel rolls onto his back on the floor. Ronalds voice becomes distorted) If that isnt
devotion. And what do I get for my trouble? She lies, she cheats. But no more. I wont be made a fool
of. She would have made a beautiful bride." As Angel finally passes out all together Ronald leaves the
office.

Cut to Doyle taping up yet another vent in Angels apartment.
Doyle walks over towards the bedroom looking around: I got everything, I think.
Cordy: Shh. Shes resting. (motions to Melissa sleeping on Angels bed) What did you put in her tea?
Doyle still looking for holes he might have missed: Enough whiskey to drop my Aunt Tudy. That woman had
some girth.
Cordy sighs: Whats the point?
Doyle: Well, it tastes good and it relaxes you.
Cordy: No, I mean of ever going out with anyone.
Doyle: Well, people need people. And people who need people (takes a step closer to Cordy) are the
luckiest..
Cordy puts a hand on his chest and pushes him back: Either you like them and they dont like you. Or you
cant stand them which just guarantees that theyll keep on hovering around and never go away.
Doyle: Uh, - yeah, I just hate guys like that. (steps away with a sigh) Ill just check on.. Walks
away.
Cordy folds her arms: Its just so unfair. I mean, here is this poor girl. She hooks up with a doctor.
Thats supposed to be a good thing. I mean you should be able to call home and say: Hey, mom, guess what,
Ive met a doctor! Not, guess what, I met a psycho and hes stalking me and oh, by the way, his hands and
feet come off and hes not even in the circus! Camera pans over to a vent. Fingers are poking through
the duct tape.
Doyle: Not every relationship leads to disaster.
Cordy: You ever had one?
Doyle: Not me personally. But Ive read..

Cut to Melissa sleeping on the bed.
Cordy checks her watch: What if Angel doesnt come back?
Doyle still putting more tape over something: Ah, hell be back.
Cordy: What if Dr. Chopped Salad shows up before he does?
Doyle rips off another piece of tape: I have this place sewed up tighter than.. They hear a rattling
noise.
Cordy: What was that?
Doyle gets up and slowly walks over towards the living room. He pulls two weapons free from a brick wall
as he passes it and hands one to Cordy.
Doyle: Just the wind.
The camera pans up to show them slowly advancing into the living room weapons raised as a disembodied eye
watches from behind a pipe.
Doyle: So, you want to play some cards or you want to watch the tube.
Cordy: Sure, how about some gin? Penny a point?
Doyle: Yeah, youll owe me money.
Cordy: Well see about that.
The rattling starts again. Its the trap door to the sewers.
Doyle: Cordelia.
Two fingers come up through a slit and start to work on pushing the bolt aside.
Cut to another hand opening the door to the apartment. Ronald steps in and the eyeball floats up and
back into its socket.
Cut to Cordy and Doyle watching as the fingers push the bolt to the side. Doyle crouches down next the
trap door, hatchet at the ready and flicks the latch back. He opens the trap door and peers into the
tunnel below. Ronald puts a hand over Cordys mouth from behind, slams her into a wall and then out
through the door, while the other hand pulls Doyle head first through the trap door, which slams shut
behind him.
Ronald shuts the door and turns around to look at Melissa who is sitting on the edge of the bed looking
at him. She watches as his second hand comes over and melds back into place.
Ronald adjusts his tie: Hi. Getting some rest?
Melissa: I What are you?
Ronald: Im more than meets the eye. But you never bothered to find out, did you? You just took
advantage of my kindness. (Pulls a surgeons scalpel out of his jacket) Led me on until you could find
yourself a vacuous LA pretty boy.
Melissa tries to run past him and he cuts her off and corners her up against the wall.
Ronald: Im very disappointed in you Melissa.
Melissa stares at the scalpel in his hand: I know I didnt mean..
Ronald: No, no, no. no. Stop now. Youre babbling.
Melissa: I think I think you disappoint yourself. I think you gave up on being loved a long time ago
and now youre just another creep who gets off on pain.
Ronald: Now dont try your little childish..
Melissa: I think you know that I would be crazy to want to touch you, to wake up next to little pieces
of what ever you are.
Ronald: Shut up.
Melissa: You turned yourself into a freak, Ronald, a vile, repulsive freak. And Im done being afraid of
you. You can cut me and you can kill me, but it still wont change what you are. (his throat is bulging
strangely) Angel was right. Youre weak!
Ronald: Im weak? Then how was it I killed him?
The door slides open behind him and he looks around at:
Angel: Inefficiently.
Ronald: You cant be alive. You youre not human!
Melissa backs away from him: You should talk.
Ronalds teeth fly out and bite Angels arm. Angel smashes them against a wall and Ronald claps his hand
over his mouth in pain. As Angel advances on him he slams the scalpel into his shoulder. Melissa
screams but it barely slows Angel. Ronald throws his right hand, which grips Angels throat and slams him
back on the floor. Ronald turns towards Melissa. Angel rips the hand off and throws it away. It comes
skittering back towards him and he pulls the scalpel from his shoulder and stabs it with it, pinning it
to the floor.
Ronald to Melissa: We could have been so happy. One of his ears falls off.
Angel: Ronald.
As Ronald turns around Angel hits his head with a pipe, sending the head flying across the room.
Angel steps up to Melissa: Are you all right?
She just gasps and he holds her carefully.

Cut to Angels office the next day.
Cordy is making coffee: Oh, goody, recycled coffee, my personal favorite.
She adds some fresh grounds to the ones already in the filter and starts the machine. Angel walks in
wearing a dark blue shirt and hands her some papers.
Cordy: Oh. That guys never going to put himself back together, right?
Angel: Hes in 12 steel boxes buried in 20 cubic feet of concrete in the floor of LAs newest subway
station.
Doyle: That ought to bring in the tourists.
The door opens and Melissa walks in carrying a potted plant.
Melissa smiling: Hey.
Angel and Cordy: Hi.
Doyle: Hi, hows it going?
Melissa hands Angel the plant: I brought this for you guys.
Angel: Oh. I hope it doesnt need light?
Melissa: Im sure itll be fine in here.
Cordy: Can I offer you some coffee?
Melissa: Coffee, oh, no. I can only stay a minute. Places to go, people to see. (to Angel) Thanks to
you.
Cordelia and Doyle start coughing.
Angel: Ah there..
Melissa looks wide at them coughing: What?
Angel: There is ah there is a bill?
Melissa: Bill who?
Angel: A bill for my services.
Melissa: Oh, of course. Thats the other reason I came. (pulls out a check and hands holds it out
towards Angel) Here.
Cordy darts forward and grabs it: Ill take that thank you.
Angel: I mean, - I didnt do it for money.
Melissa: Oh, please you earned it. (reaches and shakes Angels hand) Well, hope I never see you again.
Angel: Me too. Good luck.
Melissa leaves.
Doyle: Well, that didn't go so badly.
Cordy: See, you can save damsel and make decent money. Is this a great country or what?!
Doyle: Lets march down to the bank and deposit this beauty.
Angel: You guys go ahead. I think Ill stay here and not burst into flames.
Doyle: Oh, right, youre pretty much the night deposit guy. Still, cause to celebrate.
Cordy pats him on the shoulder: You think everythings a cause to celebrate. (Picks up her purse) We
could use more of these.
Doyle as they are heading out the door: And well have more of these soon.
Cordy: We need more of these now. Have a vision.
Doyle: I cant just perform on demand.
Cordy: We need the clients. Have a vision.
Doyle: That money has corrupted you.
Cordy: If I hit you on the head, will you have a vision?
Doyle: Get away from me. Youre insane.
Cordy: Am not. Now will you have a vision?
Angel walks into his office with a slight smile and sets the plant on his desk.