But he doesn't, so they all end up escaping into the rainy alley behind Caritas, which looks remarkably like the alley they were in at the beginning of this episode. They should have just stayed there and saved us all a lot of time. Darla starts whining that she can't go any further, whine, snivel, sob. Angel sends the others to go get the Angelmobile. Which is parked in front of Caritas. Where, one would think, Holtz left some minions waiting, because as far as he knows, that's the only exit from the place. Gunn, Wesley, Cordy, and Cary run down the alley. Cary holds a piece of cardboard over his head to keep off the rain. Heh. Presumably they all get into a big exciting fight with the demons out front, and that's why it takes them a while to return with the car. Fred starts to go with them, but then stops and watches as Angel helpfully lowers Darla into a comfy puddle in the filthy street, because he is gallant that way. Angel takes his coat off and hands it to...Fred. Even assuming it's helpful to offer your coat to someone who's already drenched, maybe the pathetic vampire on the ground is a little more deserving than stupid Fred. Angel unconvincingly tells Darla that she'll be okay. Darla starts whining again, saying, "Once he's gone, I won't be okay. I won't be okay at all. I don't know what I'll be. Angel, our baby is gonna die right here in this alley." Then she remembers that Angel died in an alley, too. Frankly, with the amount of time these people spend in alleys, there are bound to be some coincidences like that. Darla says that she can't really apologize, and then gets going on all the terrible things she and Angel did. She says, "We can't make up for any of it -- you know that, don't you?" Why does she want to? I think this stupid baby with its stupid soul is determined to make everybody as whiny as Angel is. And then Darla actually has to say, "This child -- it's the one good thing we ever did together." Well, maybe you should find out whether it's evil before you say that, Darla. Angel holds Darla's hand to his mouth to keep from giggling at the insane levels of melodrama that have been inserted into this silly little fantasy show. Fred kneels nearby, not even bothering to keep poor Darla's head off the ground, because she's too busy looking saintly to bother acting saintly. Darla looks around and reaches out one hand as she tells Angel, "You make sure to tell him that." So she wants Angel to sit down with the kid and say, "Hey, I wanted you to know that your mom and I were responsible for all sorts of unspeakable evil. But you broke our streak!" This kid is going to need so much therapy. And then, having fulfilled her womanly role by playing whore, maiden, and now mother, Darla grabs a handy chunk of wood and stakes herself. There's a nice FX-free shot as Angel suddenly finds himself grasping a handful of dust instead of her hand. And then they look down at the baby, lying on the in the mud that was his mom. Angel just stares at it, and you can't really blame him. What a weird day he's had. Well, that sucks. The only promising aspect of this pregnancy was the prospect of seeing Darla rearing her very own hellspawn.