FRED: You have a visitor.

WESLEY: I thought I was in isolation.

(she kisses his neck)

FRED: Whose fault is that?

(she walks around to kneel in front of him)

FRED: Tell me a joke.

WESLEY: (softly) 2 men walk into a bar. The first man orders a scotch and soda. The second man remembers something he'd forgotten, and it doubles him over with pain. He falls to the floor shaking.... and then through the floor and into the Earth. He looks back up at the first man, but he doesn't call out to him. They're not that close.

FRED: Yeah. You always know where you are.

WESLEY: It's my particular skill.

FRED: This is only the first layer. Don't you wanna see how deep I go?

(Wesley wakes up where he's fallen asleep in his chair with a glass)

ILLYRIA: You've been sitting for a long time.

WESLEY: Yeah. Dozed off.

ILLYRIA: You drank a great deal of that poison. You called me a lot of names meant to hurt feelings I no longer have, and then you sat there for hours making noise with your nose.

WESLEY: I was dreaming, you twit.

ILLYRIA: You said her name. Fred.

WESLEY: It was a nightmare. I don't suppose you have nightmares... or sleep or any of that human crap.

ILLYRIA: In my time, nightmares walked among us, walked and danced, skewering victims in plain sight, laying their fears and worst desires out for everyone to see. This...to make us laugh.

WESLEY: I'll bet you were jolly as frat boys.

ILLYRIA: And now nightmares are trapped inside the heads of humans... pitiful echoes of themselves. I wonder whom they angered so to merit such a fate.

WESLEY: This world must be a terrible disappointment to you.

ILLYRIA: Grievous.

WESLEY: I'm not too impressed with it myself.

ILLYRIA: Why don't you leave?

• Wesley & Fred
• Wesley & Illyria

written by: Elizabeth Craft & Sarah Fain; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x17_tran.php