(Patrol)

FAITH: Didn't we, um, do this street already?

BUFFY: Funny thing about vamps. They'll hit a street even *after* you've been there. It's like they have no manners.

FAITH: (shrugs) Mm. You've been doing this the longest.

BUFFY: I have.

FAITH: Yeah. Maybe a little *too* long.

BUFFY: Excuse me? What's that supposed to mean?

FAITH: Nothing.

BUFFY: You got a problem?

FAITH: I'm five-by-five, B, living entirely large, actually wondering about *your* problem.

BUFFY: Well, I may not sleep in the nude and rassle alligators...

FAITH: Maybe it's time you started, 'cause obviously *something* in your bottle needs uncorking. What is it, the, the Angel thing?

BUFFY: What do you know about Angel?

FAITH: Just what your friends tell me: big love, big loss. You oughta deal and move on, but you're not.

BUFFY: I got an idea: how about from now on, we don't hear from you on Angel or anything else in my life. Which, by the way, is *my* life.

FAITH: What are you getting so strung out for, B?

BUFFY: Why are your lips still moving, F?

FAITH: Did I just hear a threat?

BUFFY: Would you like to?

FAITH: Wow. Think you can take me?

BUFFY: Yeah.

(she looks over Faith's shoulder and see something)

BUFFY: I just hope they can't.

• Faith vs/& Buffy

written by: David Greenwalt; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/37faithhopetrick.html