ANGEL: Faith.

FAITH: Hey. Sorry to bust in uninvited.

ANGEL: What do you want?

FAITH: Look, I'm not so good at apologies. Mostly because I think the world's out to screw me so I'm generally more owed than owing. But I've been thinking about last night and I want you to know I was really sorry.

ANGEL: It's alright, Faith.

FAITH: No, it's not alright. Yeah, I was freaked and needed somebody, but you're with Buffy. I should know better.

ANGEL: Yeah, okay.

When Faith gets within arm's reach, Angel backs away.

FAITH: You don't trust me.

ANGEL: It's not that.

FAITH: Hey, no problem. Join the club.

She turns her back. He approaches her.

ANGEL: Look, Faith. I know what you're going through, alright, and how hard it can be. It's important you have somebody who's been there and who understands what you're going through. (He grasps Faith by the shoulders and turns her around.) Look, I want to trust you.

FAITH: Chump.

She has a vial of blood in her hand and splashes it on his chest. Out of the shadows steps the Mage. His skin is blue and his eyes shine yellow. He starts chanting a spell.

ANGEL: Faith!

FAITH: I wanted to do this the old-fashioned way, but hey, your loss. Lucky I've got some tricks Buffy don't know yet.

ANGEL: You don't have to do this.

FAITH: I know, but it's fun. Now relax, it'll be over soon.

• Faith & Angel

written by: Douglas Petrie; . Full transcript at:
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