In the present, Lawson indulges in more rhetoric and asks if Angel cared about what was happening, or if he just wanted to save himself. Well, I hope it's the latter. Angel asks Lawson what he actually wants, because he's as tired of this as I am. Lawson says he wants to understand. Angel asks what exactly Lawson means, and when Lawson starts blathering again, Angel kicks the coffee table at Lawson, knocking him over. Angel moves to stake Lawson, but Lawson gasps, "Sure you want to do that, Chief?" Angel says, "I'm fairly certain I said I'd kill you if I ever saw you again." Lawson chuckles, "Would I really come in here unarmed, knowing that?"Angel tosses the stake away and asks, "What did you do?"

Lawson and Angel step out of the elevator into Angel's office. Angel stops upon seeing that Gunn, Fred, and Wesley are tied up and standing on office chairs, with wire nooses around their necks. They've been down there all this time and couldn't escape? Losers. Lawson repeats Angel's lecture about how they'll all get through this safe and sound. Unless they're accidentally knocked unconscious by the giant sledgehammers the writers are using to bang things home.

Commercials. Johanna and I talk about the "Free Virgin Blood" parties, and I ask her, "So, who's dumber? Wesley, or Spicule?" She declines to answer. Then I spend some time wondering if Lawson has spent the past sixty years just rehearsing all of these damn speeches. Johanna hopes that it turns out that the Prince of Lies got a soul, too, and that he bursts in at the end to rescue everyone from Lawson, and then Shanshus. I say, "And that's how the Prince of Lies became the Prince of Truth!"

Lawson explains that Angel should be careful that they don't accidentally knock the MoG off their chairs with some "roughhousing." Angel more nervously insists that this isn't the way for Lawson to get what he wants. Lawson says he's getting it already: "The worry in your eyes. Fear of what might happen next." And he goes on and on some more.

Back to the sub. Nautical talk. Lawson asks one of the crew if he needs any help with the bow plane, and the sailor says, "Chris has got it," and gestures to the St. Christopher medal tied around the controls. Angel enters, reading something, followed by Spicule, who's whining. God. So many whiny people on one submarine. It's inhuman. Spicule says, "I'm playing nice with the anchovies, like you asked." Shouldn't he have said "sardines"? Whine and whine and Spicule wants Angel to call him "Captain," pointing out, "I did eat him." The other sailors get a bit tense at that. Angel tells Spicule to check the torpedoes, and shoves him out of the room. Lawson frets about Spicule, and confirms that Angel knew him "from before this." They have a chat about the crew's morale, but Lawson thinks they'll be okay. And of course that's when someone off-camera starts to scream.