FAITH: What next?

MAYOR: The Ritual of Gavrock. I have to ingest several of the inhabitants of this box.

FAITH: Ingest?

MAYOR: Eat.

FAITH: You're wicked gross.

MAYOR: (chuckles) Well, you don't have to watch. Just, you know, go home, take it easy. It's a big day tomorrow.

FAITH: You gotta give me something to do. There's no way I'm sleeping. Don't you need anyone dead? Or maimed? I can settle for maimed.

MAYOR: (chuckles) You little firecracker.

FAITH: My mom used to call me that when I was little. I was always running around.

She falls silent. The Mayor observes her with a look of concern.

FAITH: Tomorrow, at the Ascension and all that, am I going to get to fight?

MAYOR: If everything goes smoothly, you won't have to. But how often do things go smoothly?

FAITH: So you'll still need me in there.

MAYOR: Always.

FAITH: When I was a kid, a couple of miles outside of Boston there was this quarry. And all the kids used to swim there and jump off the rocks. And there was this one rock like forty feet up. I was the only one that would jump off it. All the older kids were too scared.

MAYOR: Not you though.

FAITH: Naah. I could do it easy.

MAYOR: Get some rest.

FAITH: Good luck with your spiders there.

• Faith & the Mayor

written by: Joss Whedon; . Full transcript at:
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