ANGEL: Buffy. Buffy Summers.

ANGEL: It's you. I mean... you don't remember. How could you?

BUFFY: How did you know my name?

ANGEL: I waited. I waited here for you. But you never... I was supposed to help you.

BUFFY: You were gonna help me.

ANGEL: The Master rose. He let me live... to punish me. I kept hoping maybe you'd come. My destiny.

BUFFY: Is this a get-in-my-pants thing? You guys in Sunnydale talk like I'm the Second Coming.

ANGEL: I'm sorry. I just meant...

BUFFY: Look, I don't have time for stories. Where's the Master?

ANGEL: They're at his factory. It starts tonight.

BUFFY: Factory?

ANGEL: I ... I can take you there.

(Warily goes to unlock him, but he flinches from her cross)

BUFFY: Oh, you gotta be *kidding* me!

ANGEL: Wait! I won't hurt you.

BUFFY: No. You'll leave that to your Master.

ANGEL: You don't believe I wanna help you?

He makes a hard effort to stand up and opens his shirt to show her his wounds.

ANGEL: Believe I want him dead.

written by: Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/43wish.html