ANGEL: (pours some tea) Would you like some more?

BUFFY: No, thank you.

ANGEL: I'm really sorry I kissed you like that.

BUFFY: You are?

ANGEL: Well, not for the kiss itself..

BUFFY: Good. I mean, 'cause - as far as kisses go I thought it was well above average.

ANGEL: It was incredible. I just - I-I think, maybe we'd be asking for trouble rushing back into things. Not that I don't want to - rush. I do. Believe me.

BUFFY: Right. I mean, you spoke to the Oracles and they did say that you were cured for good. But how do we know that they really speak for the Powers? I mean they could be - pranksters.

ANGEL: Or there could be another loophole.

BUFFY: Exactly. And then the two of us are in even deeper and it’s 'grr' all over again.

ANGEL: It would be smart to wait a while. See if this mortal thing takes.

BUFFY: Exactly. And even if it does, it's still complicated.

ANGEL: You're still the Slayer. And I'm not sure what I am now. I don't know what my purpose is. I can't just wedge myself into your life back in Sunnydale. It wouldn't be good for either of us. Not to mention the fact that you just started college. And what about slaying. I mean, if you had me to worry about, you might not be as focused.

BUFFY: Are you going to pull out a pie chart on me now? 'Cause I get it, it's not necessary.

ANGEL: I'm not saying I don't want you, Buffy. You know how much.. I'm just saying it's worth the wait to know that it's right. I need to be sure you won't get hurt again.

BUFFY: You know it's a good thing I didn't fantasize about you turning human only about 10 zillion times, because today would have been a real let down. So how does the mature plan go? You call me? I call you? What?

ANGEL: We stay in touch. Just not..

BUFFY: Literally. Funny. Okay, I'd better..

ANGEL: Right. Remove the temptation.

BUFFY: So, we'll talk soon.

(She casually touches his hand. And it's all over, much passionate kitchen-table kissage ensues. After... )

BUFFY: (calling) and peanutbutter, preferably crunchy!

ANGEL: I got it.

BUFFY: A perfect yum. (Angel feeds her a spoon of ice cream) Mmm, this is a dream. You're human for like a minute and already there's Cookie-dough-fudge-mint-chip in the fridge.

ANGEL: God, I love food.

BUFFY: Food is good.

ANGEL: Why didn't you ever tell me about chocolate and peanut butter?

BUFFY: Well, I figured if your vamp taste buds couldn't really savor it, then it would only hurt you to know? By the way, I'm over the whole needing to be mature thing. That time you just spent in the kitchen? That was enough time apart.

ANGEL: Too much. (They kiss and some ice cream drips from his spoon on his chest.) Okay, mortal coordination leaving something to be desired.

BUFFY: Wrong. It's just right.

(Angel laughs as she licks up the ice cream then pulls her down into a kiss.)

(...)

BUFFY: (listens to Angel's heart) It's a good sound. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.

ANGEL: It feels pretty amazing.

BUFFY: I'm so glad we didn't logic ourselves out of this. We'll make it work, right?

ANGEL: We will.

BUFFY: Oh, I'm so sleepy, but I still want...

ANGEL: What? You couldn't possibly. I mean, not that I wouldn't..

BUFFY: No, no. I'm spent. Pleasantly numb even. You?

ANGEL: (smiles) For now.

BUFFY: No, I... want to stay awake. So this day can keep happening.

ANGEL: Sleep. We'll make another one like it tomorrow.

BUFFY: Angel? This is the first time I've ever really felt this way.

ANGEL: What way?

BUFFY: Just like I've always wanted to. Like a normal girl, falling asleep in the arms of her normal boyfriend. It's perfect.

• Buffy & Angel

written by: David Greenwalt and Jeanne Renshaw; Originally transcribed by anonymous. Edited, formatted for this site and checked against source by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season1/transcripts/08_tran.shtml