Angel, Season 2

Lindsey:
Darla?

Darla:
Say that again?

Lindsey:
I just uh... I said, your name... Darla.

Darla:
It sounds so odd, doesn't it?

Lindsey:
I don't know what you mean-.

Darla:
It wasn't my name when I was human. First time I was human, I mean.

Lindsey:
What was your name?

Darla:
[without sentiment] I don't remember. I'm not her, whoever she was. I was Darla for so long. And then... I wasn't. I wasn't anything. I just... stopped. He killed me, and I was done. But then you brought me back.

Lindsey:
Yes...

Darla:
What did you bring back, Lindsey? What am I? Did you bring back that girl, whose name I can't remember?... Or did you bring back something else? The other thing?

Lindsey:
Both. Neither. You're just you... whatever that is.

Darla:
Why haven't you kissed me? You've been dying for it, haven't you?

Lindsey:
I didn't know if you wanted me to...

Darla:
Why should that matter? Do you think I ever hesitated when I wanted something? Life's too short. Believe me. I know. Four hundred years, and still too short.

[Lindsey steps forward and kisses her softly.]

Darla:
Mmm, that's how humans get what they want. I remember that much.

[Lindsey kisses her again.]

Lindsey:
Do you like it?

Darla:
It's nice. - But it's not me you want to screw.

[Lindsey pulls back to look at her.]

Lindsey:
What?

Darla:
It's him. You all think you can use me to get to Angel.

Lindsey:
Maybe.

[He kisses her hard, pushing her up against the table.]

Darla:
What am I?

Lindsey:
I don't know and I don't care.

[They kiss and suddenly Darla bites the side of Lindsey's neck, hard and he pulls away. They break apart.]

Darla:
Now do you care?

Lindsey:
No.

Darla:
That's how vampires get what they want. What am I?

Lindsey:
Darla...

Darla:
Is that it? Am I Darla?

Lindsey:
Yes.

Darla:
Careful. Darla would snap you in half. - Is that who I am?

[She pushes away from him and leans her head against the window. Lindsey reaches one hand up to cover the side of his neck.]

Lindsey:
I understand what you're going through.

[Darla shakes her head and pushes away from the glass.]

Darla:
No. Nobody understands. Nobody can understand. I can feel this body dying, Lindsey. I can feel it decaying moment by moment. It's being eaten away by this thing inside of it. It's a cancer, this soul!