Dark Angel transcripts
Bits I like from DA 2.11 and 2.12 (The Berrisford Agenda and Borrowed Time) are behind the cut. Because they are two of my very favorite eps. I am too lazy to look up quotes from Some Assembly Required for now.
2.11 The Berrisford Agenda
MAX: Like an idiot, he mixes business with pleasure and typically screwed the whole thing up. It's not like he wasn't taught better. You think they encouraged dating within your unit at Manticore? They didn't.
LOGAN: Aside from the whole breeding-partner thing.
MAX: Oh, totally different situation. And also, may I add, disgusting.
LOGAN: Well, I am looking forward to spending some time with Joshua.
MAX: Yeah. Yeah, I think you two will get along. Just, you know, remember to act natural.
LOGAN: As opposed to the unnatural way I normally act?
MAX: No. You know what I mean. Just...just don't stare.
LOGAN: Oh, okay. Don't stare at the genetically-engineered part-man, part-dog guy. Got it.
MAX: He just has weird table manners. And his hygiene's a little questionable.
LOGAN: Max, I know how to handle myself at a dinner party.
MAX: I know. I'm just saying. Of course you do.
LOGAN: Fix myself a dry martini, and politely ask after his stock options.
NORMAL: Let's go, people! These packages aren't going to sprout little feet and walk home by themselves! Well, well, well. If it isn't the late-as-usual-and-doesn't-even-do-the-job-she's-been-assigned-to-when-she-is-working person.
RACHEL: I love you...Your hands are shaking.
ALEC: They are?
RACHEL: Are you all right?
ALEC: Yeah. I'm all right. I'm just happy.
ORIGINAL CINDY: Never seen him like this...anguished and all Heathcliff-like. No wonder the straight women fall for the tortured types.
ALEC: You can't understand; you weren't there. You ran. You and your little rugrat brothers and sisters. You think life was rough when we were ten? A little schooling, a little brainwashing, some maneuvers outside? You think that was tough?
MAX: Sucked pretty hard.
ALEC: Take it from me. Later on, it got a whole lot worse. But you did what you had to do. Then you tried to forget. And when you couldn't forget, they had ways of making you not care.
MAX: I'm sorry.
ALEC: I don't want your pity. I want your absence.
ALEC: I'll cover for you. I'll tell 'em that you left in the middle of the night. But you have got to go now.
RACHEL: You're hurting me!
ALEC: Come with me.
RACHEL: No! Tell me what's happening.
ALEC: Okay. I was sent here to kill your father. It was my job. You were my job.
BERRISFORD: She's been dying for two years. Do you have any idea what that's like? Watching somebody you love slip away from you every day? Do you have any idea what you've done?
ALEC: What are you waiting for? I deserve it. Kill me. Do it!
ALEC: I should've tried harder, Rachel. I should've fought them. I didn't understand. I didn't understand how much I loved you.
2.12 Borrowed Time
ORIGINAL CINDY (on playing pool): Silly boys playing with their sticks and balls. I may vomit.
ORIGINAL CINDY: You ask me, twenty large is still a small price to pay for you and Logan to get together.
MAX: I just want to know I'm not gonna kill the guy if, say, I...touch his hand by accident.
ORIGINAL CINDY: Or if, say, you spend a long weekend making hot monkey love to the man...by accident.
MAX: Got word from this fence I know. There's a collector willing to pay top dollar for Star Wars: Episode VII. After the Pulse, they shut down production. Apparently this is the only footage that exists.
ALEC: Is that the one where Captain Kirk dies?
MAX: I guess. Anyway, the reel's locked up in a vault at the Fox Building in Belltown.
ALEC: Max, are you asking me to steal something with you?
MAX: It's a two-man job.
ALEC: I'm shocked. I don't do that kind of stuff anymore, Max. I mean, you yourself showed me the error of my ways.
MAX: Did I mention your take is twenty grand?
ALEC: What time do I pick you up?
ALEC: Does this qualify as stealing from a bad guy, or do you have a new handy excuse for swiping something that doesn't belong to you?
MAX: Hey, people have the right to see this stuff. It shouldn't be locked up in a vault.
ALEC: Oh, of course, yeah. That Murdoch's one evil fiend.
ALEC: Hey, wanna know what I'm doing with my share of the money?
MAX: No.
ALEC: Fine. Rude, but fine. What are you gonna do with yours?
MAX: Donate it to charity.
ALEC: Yeah, right. I'm thinking, what? New motorcycle? New apartment? New boyfriend? New DNA markers for current boyfriend.
MAX: He's not my boyfriend.
ALEC: Argh! I can't believe this. I've been stuck in this closet for over an hour to facilitate you having sex! That's what I've been reduced to. I'm a pimp.
ALEC: Tell me that he's worth all this trouble, Max. I mean, tell me how he...how he rocks your world. Something. Maxie. Hey. You and Logan have done it, right? I mean, before the whole virus thing, you knew each other for like, what, a year? Max? Oh, could you two be more lame?
MAX: Not that this is any of your business, but with me and Logan, it was just never the right time.
ALEC: Oh yeah, yeah, sure. I can see how the right time might elude you...for a year.
MAX: We have to think about this. Because when it's over, it's over. No repeats.
LOGAN: We'd be back where we started.
MAX: Exactly. Ten hours seems like a long time, but it isn't. Not really.
LOGAN: It'll have to be long enough.
MAX: I can't believe I'm gonna be all girly on you, but I don't want to blow this on a quickie. It should be perfect.
LOGAN: Perfect. How about a perfect quickie?
ASHA: Wonder what they're doing right now. You know what I mean. Logan's so romantic--I bet he made her dinner. Wine, candles, I bet it's perfect.
ALEC: Yeah, that sounds like them. I mean, why consummate two years of unbridled passion when we can have pasta?
LOGAN: How much time?
MAX: Two minutes.
LOGAN: I keep thinking about the night we took down Manticore...when I thought I'd lost you. I came home and sat on my sofa and I didn't get up again for days. The sun came up...the sun went down...I just sat there. It was like I couldn't move. It hurt too much to move. That's how I feel right now.
MAX: I knew this would happen. We shouldn't have taken the chance.
LOGAN: We had to. You know we did. We can't keep going through this, though.
MAX: I know.
LOGAN: That year we wasted, dancing around each other, afraid of actually admitting how we felt...If I had that time back, I would do that so differently.
(Max's pager beeps.)
LOGAN: Well, I guess that's it.
(He kisses her.)
LOGAN: I love you, Max. (walks away)
MAX: I love you, too.
2.11 The Berrisford Agenda
MAX: Like an idiot, he mixes business with pleasure and typically screwed the whole thing up. It's not like he wasn't taught better. You think they encouraged dating within your unit at Manticore? They didn't.
LOGAN: Aside from the whole breeding-partner thing.
MAX: Oh, totally different situation. And also, may I add, disgusting.
LOGAN: Well, I am looking forward to spending some time with Joshua.
MAX: Yeah. Yeah, I think you two will get along. Just, you know, remember to act natural.
LOGAN: As opposed to the unnatural way I normally act?
MAX: No. You know what I mean. Just...just don't stare.
LOGAN: Oh, okay. Don't stare at the genetically-engineered part-man, part-dog guy. Got it.
MAX: He just has weird table manners. And his hygiene's a little questionable.
LOGAN: Max, I know how to handle myself at a dinner party.
MAX: I know. I'm just saying. Of course you do.
LOGAN: Fix myself a dry martini, and politely ask after his stock options.
NORMAL: Let's go, people! These packages aren't going to sprout little feet and walk home by themselves! Well, well, well. If it isn't the late-as-usual-and-doesn't-even-do-the-job-she's-been-assigned-to-when-she-is-working person.
RACHEL: I love you...Your hands are shaking.
ALEC: They are?
RACHEL: Are you all right?
ALEC: Yeah. I'm all right. I'm just happy.
ORIGINAL CINDY: Never seen him like this...anguished and all Heathcliff-like. No wonder the straight women fall for the tortured types.
ALEC: You can't understand; you weren't there. You ran. You and your little rugrat brothers and sisters. You think life was rough when we were ten? A little schooling, a little brainwashing, some maneuvers outside? You think that was tough?
MAX: Sucked pretty hard.
ALEC: Take it from me. Later on, it got a whole lot worse. But you did what you had to do. Then you tried to forget. And when you couldn't forget, they had ways of making you not care.
MAX: I'm sorry.
ALEC: I don't want your pity. I want your absence.
ALEC: I'll cover for you. I'll tell 'em that you left in the middle of the night. But you have got to go now.
RACHEL: You're hurting me!
ALEC: Come with me.
RACHEL: No! Tell me what's happening.
ALEC: Okay. I was sent here to kill your father. It was my job. You were my job.
BERRISFORD: She's been dying for two years. Do you have any idea what that's like? Watching somebody you love slip away from you every day? Do you have any idea what you've done?
ALEC: What are you waiting for? I deserve it. Kill me. Do it!
ALEC: I should've tried harder, Rachel. I should've fought them. I didn't understand. I didn't understand how much I loved you.
2.12 Borrowed Time
ORIGINAL CINDY (on playing pool): Silly boys playing with their sticks and balls. I may vomit.
ORIGINAL CINDY: You ask me, twenty large is still a small price to pay for you and Logan to get together.
MAX: I just want to know I'm not gonna kill the guy if, say, I...touch his hand by accident.
ORIGINAL CINDY: Or if, say, you spend a long weekend making hot monkey love to the man...by accident.
MAX: Got word from this fence I know. There's a collector willing to pay top dollar for Star Wars: Episode VII. After the Pulse, they shut down production. Apparently this is the only footage that exists.
ALEC: Is that the one where Captain Kirk dies?
MAX: I guess. Anyway, the reel's locked up in a vault at the Fox Building in Belltown.
ALEC: Max, are you asking me to steal something with you?
MAX: It's a two-man job.
ALEC: I'm shocked. I don't do that kind of stuff anymore, Max. I mean, you yourself showed me the error of my ways.
MAX: Did I mention your take is twenty grand?
ALEC: What time do I pick you up?
ALEC: Does this qualify as stealing from a bad guy, or do you have a new handy excuse for swiping something that doesn't belong to you?
MAX: Hey, people have the right to see this stuff. It shouldn't be locked up in a vault.
ALEC: Oh, of course, yeah. That Murdoch's one evil fiend.
ALEC: Hey, wanna know what I'm doing with my share of the money?
MAX: No.
ALEC: Fine. Rude, but fine. What are you gonna do with yours?
MAX: Donate it to charity.
ALEC: Yeah, right. I'm thinking, what? New motorcycle? New apartment? New boyfriend? New DNA markers for current boyfriend.
MAX: He's not my boyfriend.
ALEC: Argh! I can't believe this. I've been stuck in this closet for over an hour to facilitate you having sex! That's what I've been reduced to. I'm a pimp.
ALEC: Tell me that he's worth all this trouble, Max. I mean, tell me how he...how he rocks your world. Something. Maxie. Hey. You and Logan have done it, right? I mean, before the whole virus thing, you knew each other for like, what, a year? Max? Oh, could you two be more lame?
MAX: Not that this is any of your business, but with me and Logan, it was just never the right time.
ALEC: Oh yeah, yeah, sure. I can see how the right time might elude you...for a year.
MAX: We have to think about this. Because when it's over, it's over. No repeats.
LOGAN: We'd be back where we started.
MAX: Exactly. Ten hours seems like a long time, but it isn't. Not really.
LOGAN: It'll have to be long enough.
MAX: I can't believe I'm gonna be all girly on you, but I don't want to blow this on a quickie. It should be perfect.
LOGAN: Perfect. How about a perfect quickie?
ASHA: Wonder what they're doing right now. You know what I mean. Logan's so romantic--I bet he made her dinner. Wine, candles, I bet it's perfect.
ALEC: Yeah, that sounds like them. I mean, why consummate two years of unbridled passion when we can have pasta?
LOGAN: How much time?
MAX: Two minutes.
LOGAN: I keep thinking about the night we took down Manticore...when I thought I'd lost you. I came home and sat on my sofa and I didn't get up again for days. The sun came up...the sun went down...I just sat there. It was like I couldn't move. It hurt too much to move. That's how I feel right now.
MAX: I knew this would happen. We shouldn't have taken the chance.
LOGAN: We had to. You know we did. We can't keep going through this, though.
MAX: I know.
LOGAN: That year we wasted, dancing around each other, afraid of actually admitting how we felt...If I had that time back, I would do that so differently.
(Max's pager beeps.)
LOGAN: Well, I guess that's it.
(He kisses her.)
LOGAN: I love you, Max. (walks away)
MAX: I love you, too.