(Wesley prepares some sort of concoction)

ILLYRIA: I don't understand.

WESLEY: It'll help you heal faster. If you really plan to join us in this fight-

ILLYRIA: I will fight. I've been broken and humiliated. I will return in kind every blow, every sting. I will shred my adversaries. Pull their eyes out just enough to turn them towards their mewing, mutilated faces.

WESLEY: You're a very inspirational person. Have I mentioned that?

(he goes towards her with his medecine)

ILLYRIA: You are what I don't understand.

WESLEY: And that would be different because?

(he presses strips of fabric soaked with the paste onto her wounds)

ILLYRIA: Angel told you to do whatever you wanted. Today... tonight, you may all be dead.

WESLEY: Yes. Good point.

ILLYRIA: I am not what you want.

WESLEY: No.

ILLYIRA: Then why--

WESLEY: Don't I go off and have one last perfect day? Smell the flowers, or sky-dive, or have a go with Mistress Spanks-A-Lot... or whatever the hell one is supposed to do in this situation.

ILLYRIA: Mistress who?

WESLEY: There is no perfect day for me, Illyria. There is no sunset or painting or finely-aged scotch that's going to sum up my life and make tonight any... There is nothing that I want.

ILLYRIA: You want to be with Fred.

WESLEY: Yes. Yes, that's where I'd be if I could.

ILLYRIA: I could assume her shape, make her come alive again this once for you. But you would never ask me to.

WESLEY: The first lesson a watcher learns is to separate truth from illusion. Because in the world of magics, it's the hardest thing to do. The truth is that Fred is gone. To pretend anything else would be a lie. And since I don't actually intend to die tonight, I won't accept a lie. (RE: her wound) Is it better?

ILLYRIA: It's better.

• Wesley & Illyria

written by: Jeffrey Bell & Joss Whedon; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x22_tran.php