The MoG are chillin'. Gunn says that he's "adjusting to the idea that this good-guy vampire that I work for can go bad." Cordy says that Angel's good 99\% of the time, although I'm not sure what she's basing that figure on, given that he's 247. Gunn says that he respects their loyalty, "but if the bad Angel walks through that door, I will kill him in two seconds flat." Writers, don't put ideas like that in our minds and then deny us. I want to see Gunn vs. Angelus. And not just fighting. The door opens, everyone reaches for weapons, but it turns out it's only a heavily armed group of policemen. Phew, nothing to worry about from cops in L.A.! Everyone relaxes. Kate storms in and demands to know where Angel is. Cordy says that Angel isn't there, and Kate orders the cops to search the building. Wesley asks if she has a warrant, and Kate fires back, "Seeing as how he just murdered Stephen Kramer and kidnapped his wife, I think I've got probable cause." Wesley and Cordy insist that Angel isn't that type of person. Kate says, "In fact, he's not a person at all, is he?" I'm happy to spy a cop in the background looking taken aback at that declaration. She goes on, "You guys wanna help yourselves out here, or go down with the boss?" In unison, Cordy and Wesley fold their arms against their (respective) chests. Kate spies Gunn, and asks if he's a "new player." Gunn introduces himself, and Kate asks him for ID. With a world-weary expression, Gunn hands it over. Kate asks another cop to check Gunn's record. Wesley starts to make excuses, but Kate interrupts to ask who Darla is.
The Angelmobile is parked outside the burial ground/convent/water tank/former home to the blob. Angel drags Darla down the stairs inside and shoves her into the middle of the room. "So you're what Wolfram & Hart brought back in that box, and they brought you back as human," he says. Darla looks down to see the dead blob, but has no comment at this time. "They think I won't kill one," Angel goes on to say. "Want to know what I think? I think they don't know me that well." Oh, it's so nice to see little hints of the Angelus that I knew and...didn't loathe as much. Darla, frightened, starts to run away. Angel chases. Then they both stop. Angel explains that this place used to be a convent, "before they excavated it." I'm not sure that "excavated" is the right word, but whatever. He reminds Darla that he likes convents. Darla crosses herself and looks down as if she's praying. Angel laughs, and says they're both too old to play games. He vamps out and adds, "I need to talk to the real you." He rushes forward and pins her against a pillar. He rips her shirt away, bends her neck, and notes, "It's been a long time since I said this to anyone, but you can scream all you want." Darla pants as he slides his fangs over her skin. Then her gasps change in tone, and she insists, "I'm not gonna scream!" Again with the kissing. "There's my boy!" she says, before sucking his face some more. I scream for her as we go to commercials.