Angel arrives at the open door of Manners Manor. He sees a blood trail on the carpet that leads to Catherine's body. Oh, she's not dead. Lucky thing. She moans, "Help us!" Close enough to an invitation for Angel. In he goes.
Downstairs, Drusilla mutters, "Daddy's 'ome." Angel descends the stairs as Darla turns to great him. Dru says, "Look wha' we 'ave for you!" Angels stares on dully, and Dru sadly says, "It's not Daddy. It's never Daddy." She hisses at Angel, and calls him "the Angel-beast." Darla asks if he's there to punish them, and Dru gets into that idea. She crosses her arms over her head and says, "Yeah, yeah, spank us 'till Tuesday. We promise to be bad if you do." Sorry, but you could throw Faith in here, too and Farscape would still be the kinkiest show on television. So just give it up already. Angel tells Darla, "I'm sorry I didn't get to you in time." Darla isn't....Dru says that Angel is "soul-sick, not even thinking about 'is own family. Only thinking about them." She yanks a lawyer out of a corner by his hair. Darla steps forward and says, "C'mon, love. I never did get that goodbye kiss." Angel says that she will. Lilah perks up a little at that, until Angel adds, "But not tonight." Lilah whines, "For God's sake, help us," and is immediately disintegrated by a bolt of lightning. Not really, but that would have been funny. Holland tells Angel that "people are going to die." All through this scene, I kept thinking that if this was a better show, Angel would just leave the whole pack of them there, so I can't express my delight at this next part. Angel parrots Holland's remark earlier and says, "And yet somehow, I just can't seem to care," as he reaches up and closes the doors to the wine cellar. Darla wraps her arms around Holland, who's still trying to tell Angel that maybe they can "negotiate" something. Outside, Angel pushes the deadbolt home. Dru whispers, "Daddy..." Lindsey looks rather pleased, unlike Lilah. And then Darla pulls Holland down for a taste. Screams and crashes follow Angel as he walks upstairs. I stop clapping halfway into the next scene.
The MoG have formed their own Tribunal as they finish listening to Angel's story back at the office. Wesley, stunned, asks, "And you...just walked away?" Angel says that he walked to his car, and then drove away. No one is amused. Angel justifies his action by noting that he didn't bring Darla and Drusilla into this, Wolfram & Hart did. Wesley says that Angel could have stopped them. Angel says he will. Cordy, in a shirt last seen in One Million Years B.C., self-righteously asks, "When? After they've wiped out all the people you don't like?" Angel doesn't bother responding, so I will, thusly: it's not as if he and Wolfram & Hart just had a spat about a telephone bill . They're evil. Angel fights evil. If other people want to fight evil for their own reasons, like being evil themselves, why should Angel put a stop to it? Oh, and Wesley? Cordy? Remember when Vocah, at Wolfram & Hart's behest, put both of you in the hospital? Why did they do that? Because they're evil. I don't want to have to explain this to you again. Wesley and Cordy ignore me, and describe Angel's actions as "wrong," because they went to the Buffy School of Moral Absolutes. Gunn, taking a more moderate approach, simply says that Angel "went too far." Wesley is wearing a bright red shirt that really brings out the blush on his cheeks. He tries for an intervention, saying, "We've all been worried about you, and I guess it's fair to say we all share some of the blame. We should have spoken up sooner." Gunn adds, "And louder." Oh, Gunn, not you, too. Cordelia, trying for "near tears" but winding up closer to "mildly asthmatic," asks, "Don't you see where this is taking you?" Wesley says that the MoG are all that stand between Angel and "real darkness." I am terribly embarrassed for Gunn, who is forced to add, "You best believe that, man." Angel ponders this for a moment, and finally replies, "I do." Angel twitches his mouth and calmly says, "You're all fired." Then he gets up and leaves. Roll credits, and begin massive amounts of speculation.