BUFFY: Nice wheels.

RILEY: Came with the car.

BUFFY: Know where we're goin'?

RILEY: Got an idea. The tag's on-line. We'll find it.

BUFFY: How's your arm?

RILEY: It'll heal. How you doin'?

BUFFY: Complicated question.

RILEY: I just meant-

BUFFY: I know.

RILEY: I hear ya. Got some, uh ... big stories to tell you to. If we ever get half a second.

BUFFY: Did you die?

RILEY: No.

BUFFY: I'm gonna win.

RILEY: Here. No offense, but this is black ops, and you look like a pylon.

BUFFY: Ninja wear?

RILEY: Battle gear. Lightweight Kevlar, state of the art.

BUFFY: What a surprise.

RILEY: Boys like toys. Put it on, thank me later.

BUFFY: (smiling) You won't look?

RILEY: I'm a gentleman.

BUFFY: Okay. So ... the black-ops life, it's workin' out for ya?

RILEY: Don't suck.

BUFFY: They got dental?

RILEY: Yeah, we're covered.

(pause)

RILEY: You know, there's not many people I'd ask to risk their life for me, Buffy. It's really good to see you.

BUFFY: Thanks.

RILEY: You're welcome. And Buffy ... love the hair.

• Buffy & Riley

written by: Douglas Petrie; transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com). action descriptions shortened by me. . Full transcript at:
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