[last lines]
[Angel visits Wesley in the hospital]
Angel: Hey, Wes. I just... I want you to know I understand why you did it. I know about the prophecies and I know how hard it must have been for you to... do what you did. You thought I was gonna turn evil and kill my son. I didn't. It's important you know that. This isn't Angelus talking. It's me, Angel. You know that, right?
[Wesley blinks his eyes once]
Angel: Good.
[grabs a pillow and shoves it down on Wes' face]
Angel: Son of a bitch, you're gonna pay for what you did! You took my son! You son of a bitch! You bastard! You traitor! You think I'd forgive you? Never! You're gonna die! You hear me? You're gonna pay!
Orderly: [tries to drag Angel off of Wesley] Hey!
Angel: [throws him off] You took my son, YOU TOOK MY SON!
Fred: Stop it!
Angel: You took my son!
Charles Gunn: Angel, stop!
[Gunn and the orderlies begin to drag Angel away with success]
Angel: Never! Never!
Charles Gunn: Come on, man! Stop!
Angel: I'll kill you! You're dead! You're a dead man, Pryce! You're dead! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! You're a dead man! Dead! Dead!
