Wesley: Hello, father.
Roger: Walk away from this, Wesley. You'll never understand what we're trying to do here.
Wesley: You're using the Staff of Devosynn to take Angel's will, make him your slave. Your cyborgs panic a bit too easily.
Roger: That creature's more dangerous to mankind than you realize.
Wesley: You're wrong about him. He's not what you think.
Roger: He's a puppet. He always has been. To the Powers That Be, to Wolfram & Hart. Now he's ours.
Wesley: You went to a lot of trouble to get this staff. [Flash to Wesley's father pulling a gun out of the cyborg's body in the lab.] You had us attacked, you smuggled in a weapon...you brought in an army so you could escape. I don't know why you're doing all this, but did you ever once consider there might be another way? Did you ever once consider talking to me about it?
Roger: No. You've failed me enough for one lifetime.
Fred: Wesley!
Wesley: Fred, get out of here!
Fred: What the hell is going on?
Roger: You know what that vampire is and what he's done, and you follow him anyway?
Wesley: Maybe I know what I'm doing. Why can't you trust that?
Roger: You disgrace yourself with the council, you join forces with him, and you have the nerve to ask me why I can't trust you?
Wesley: I've done everything you ever asked, and I've done it well.
Roger: I asked for this, hmm? I wanted to be humiliated?
Wesley: No, I suppose I don't know what you really wanted. You never had any use for me as a child, and you can't bear the thought of me as an adult. Tell me, father, what is it that galls you so? That I was never as good at the job as you... or that I just might be better?
Roger: Oh, yes, this is Los Angeles. We have to talk about our feelings. Then maybe we'll hug.
Wesley: It's doubtful.
[In the background, there's the sound of helicopters approaching.]
Roger: Hand me that staff.
Wesley: No.
Roger: Now, don't make me shoot you.
Wesley: [Holding the staff over the edge of the roof.] Go ahead.
Roger: Do you know how powerful that thing is?
Wesley: I don't care.
Roger: I will kill you for it. Please believe me.
[The helicopter is hovering over the roof, shining bright white lights on it.]
Wesley: Oh, I believe you. I was raised by you, after all. But I drop this, the crystal shatters, and Angel is restored. So I reckon whether I live or die, your plan has failed.
Roger: I see. Well, then... maybe if it's someone you care about...
[Roger turns his gun towards Fred, but Wesley shoots him without restraint. Wesley walks up to his father's fallen body and stares, upset. Fred looks at him, then at Angel. Wesley stumbles away, dropping his gun as he goes, and bends over behind a roof vent to vomit. Fred looks after him, concerned. When Wesley stands, he hears the buzzing of electronics behind him. He turns to look and sees his father's body fade into the body of a cyborg, shimmering with electricity. Wesley stares at it in disbelief.]
Roger: Walk away from this, Wesley. You'll never understand what we're trying to do here.
Wesley: You're using the Staff of Devosynn to take Angel's will, make him your slave. Your cyborgs panic a bit too easily.
Roger: That creature's more dangerous to mankind than you realize.
Wesley: You're wrong about him. He's not what you think.
Roger: He's a puppet. He always has been. To the Powers That Be, to Wolfram & Hart. Now he's ours.
Wesley: You went to a lot of trouble to get this staff. [Flash to Wesley's father pulling a gun out of the cyborg's body in the lab.] You had us attacked, you smuggled in a weapon...you brought in an army so you could escape. I don't know why you're doing all this, but did you ever once consider there might be another way? Did you ever once consider talking to me about it?
Roger: No. You've failed me enough for one lifetime.
Fred: Wesley!
Wesley: Fred, get out of here!
Fred: What the hell is going on?
Roger: You know what that vampire is and what he's done, and you follow him anyway?
Wesley: Maybe I know what I'm doing. Why can't you trust that?
Roger: You disgrace yourself with the council, you join forces with him, and you have the nerve to ask me why I can't trust you?
Wesley: I've done everything you ever asked, and I've done it well.
Roger: I asked for this, hmm? I wanted to be humiliated?
Wesley: No, I suppose I don't know what you really wanted. You never had any use for me as a child, and you can't bear the thought of me as an adult. Tell me, father, what is it that galls you so? That I was never as good at the job as you... or that I just might be better?
Roger: Oh, yes, this is Los Angeles. We have to talk about our feelings. Then maybe we'll hug.
Wesley: It's doubtful.
[In the background, there's the sound of helicopters approaching.]
Roger: Hand me that staff.
Wesley: No.
Roger: Now, don't make me shoot you.
Wesley: [Holding the staff over the edge of the roof.] Go ahead.
Roger: Do you know how powerful that thing is?
Wesley: I don't care.
Roger: I will kill you for it. Please believe me.
[The helicopter is hovering over the roof, shining bright white lights on it.]
Wesley: Oh, I believe you. I was raised by you, after all. But I drop this, the crystal shatters, and Angel is restored. So I reckon whether I live or die, your plan has failed.
Roger: I see. Well, then... maybe if it's someone you care about...
[Roger turns his gun towards Fred, but Wesley shoots him without restraint. Wesley walks up to his father's fallen body and stares, upset. Fred looks at him, then at Angel. Wesley stumbles away, dropping his gun as he goes, and bends over behind a roof vent to vomit. Fred looks after him, concerned. When Wesley stands, he hears the buzzing of electronics behind him. He turns to look and sees his father's body fade into the body of a cyborg, shimmering with electricity. Wesley stares at it in disbelief.]
Wesley : Hello, father.
Roger : Walk away from this, Wesley. You'll never understand what we're trying to do here.
Wesley : You're using the Staff of Devosynn to take Angel's will, make him your slave. Your cyborgs panic a bit too easily.
Roger : That creature's more dangerous to mankind than you realize.
Wesley : You're wrong about him. He's not what you think.
Roger : He's a puppet. He always has been. To the Powers That Be, to Wolfram & Hart. Now he's ours.
Wesley : You went to a lot of trouble to get this staff. [Flash to Wesley's father pulling a gun out of the cyborg's body in the lab.] You had us attacked, you smuggled in a weapon...you brought in an army so you could escape. I don't know why you're doing all this, but did you ever once consider there might be another way? Did you ever once consider talking to me about it?
Roger : No. You've failed me enough for one lifetime.
Fred : Wesley!
Wesley : Fred, get out of here!
Fred : What the hell is going on?
Roger : You know what that vampire is and what he's done, and you follow him anyway?
Wesley : Maybe I know what I'm doing. Why can't you trust that?
Roger : You disgrace yourself with the council, you join forces with him, and you have the nerve to ask me why I can't trust you?
Wesley : I've done everything you ever asked, and I've done it well.
Roger : I asked for this, hmm? I wanted to be humiliated?
Wesley : No, I suppose I don't know what you really wanted. You never had any use for me as a child, and you can't bear the thought of me as an adult. Tell me, father, what is it that galls you so? That I was never as good at the job as you... or that I just might be better?
Roger : Oh, yes, this is Los Angeles. We have to talk about our feelings. Then maybe we'll hug.
Wesley : It's doubtful.
[In the background, there's the sound of helicopters approaching.]
Roger : Hand me that staff.
Wesley : No.
Roger : Now, don't make me shoot you.
Wesley : [Holding the staff over the edge of the roof.] Go ahead.
Roger : Do you know how powerful that thing is?
Wesley : I don't care.
Roger : I will kill you for it. Please believe me.
[The helicopter is hovering over the roof, shining bright white lights on it.]
Wesley : Oh, I believe you. I was raised by you, after all. But I drop this, the crystal shatters, and Angel is restored. So I reckon whether I live or die, your plan has failed.
Roger : I see. Well, then... maybe if it's someone you care about...
[Roger turns his gun towards Fred, but Wesley shoots him without restraint. Wesley walks up to his father's fallen body and stares, upset. Fred looks at him, then at Angel. Wesley stumbles away, dropping his gun as he goes, and bends over behind a roof vent to vomit. Fred looks after him, concerned. When Wesley stands, he hears the buzzing of electronics behind him. He turns to look and sees his father's body fade into the body of a cyborg, shimmering with electricity. Wesley stares at it in disbelief.]
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