FAITH: (smiling) Hey, baby! Come give us a hug!

ANGEL: I was hoping you'd stop by. Always good to see old friends. (Faith produces a gun) What's this? Wooden bullets?

FAITH: Ooo. Good idea, but no. This is for you. You know I'm gonna kill ya slowly and inventively. (tossing him the gun) So I'm gonna give you one chance to--

(Angel catches it and immediately aims for her leg and pulls the trigger. The shot is deafening and Faith glances down at herself. Unharmed, she looks at him again and laughs.)

ANGEL: Blanks. Nice.

FAITH: Tsk, tsk. You didn't shoot to kill. We're gonna have to up the stakes. Get you in the game a little.

ANGEL: What's the game, exactly, Faith? Boredom? Revenge?

FAITH: Dude, I'm getting paid. They hate you almost as much as I do.

ANGEL: Ever occur to you this might be more fun for me?

FAITH: You think? 'Cause what if you kill me and experience that one true moment of pleasure? Oops. (smiling) I'd get off on that. Go ahead. Do me. Let's take that hellride together. Come on, Angel! I'm all yours! I'm giving you an open invitation. Jeez, you're pathetic. You and your little tortured soul. Gotta think everything through. Think fast, lover. You don't do me, you *know* I'm gonna do you.

(She raises the gun and shoots him. He stumbles back, surprised & pained.)

FAITH: Gosh. That one wasn't a blank. Let the games begin.

(Faith runs and as she crashes through the window into the day)

• Faith & Angel

written by: Jim Kouf; original transcript from anonymous. Edited, formatted for this site, and checked against source by me.. Full transcript at:
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