ANYA: But why can't we have it?

XANDER: (quietly) I told you, my construction job is ending, and I won't have any more money coming in. And by the way, you do have your own place.

ANYA: So when I wanna visit you, I have to be in that awful basement?

XANDER: Not forever. Just until things come together.

ANYA: Which is when, Xander? 'Cause right now, things are looking pretty untogether, and you can't expect me just to wait around for- (Her voice rises and the others try not to notice)

XANDER: Quiet, please. Anya, what is this? What's going on with you?

ANYA: (loudly) What's going on with me is my arm hurts ... and I'm tired ... and I don't really feel like taking a tour of beautiful things I can't have.

(She stalks out. )

XANDER: (to the leasing agent with a big fake smile) I guess I'll just start on that application. I think you'll like it. I've been told I have lovely penmanship.

• Xander & Anya

written by: Jane Espenson; Transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com).. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/81thereplacement.html