(night. graveyard. patrol.)

FAITH: Nice place. Do you ever catch kids doing the diddy out here?

BUFFY: No. There's a smooch spot up by the woods. That's usually where kids go.

FAITH: Yeah? Bet you and Scott have been up there kicking the gearshift.

BUFFY: Hardly. Only been on a few dates.

FAITH: But you like him. And when you think about him, you get that good, down-low tickle, right?

BUFFY: (smiles) Yeah, I guess, but... How low?

FAITH: (grins broadly) You tell me.

BUFFY: How about not? But he is... nice, and he's funny.

FAITH: And quite a muffin.

BUFFY: Blueberry. That crunchy, munchy stuff on top. But my most favorite thing so far is that he doesn't seem to be any kind of Hell Beast.

FAITH: All men are beasts, Buffy.

BUFFY: Okay, I was hoping to not get that cynical till I was at least forty.

FAITH: It's not cynical. I mean, it's realistic. Every guy from... Manimal down to Mr. I-Love-The-English-Patient has beast in him. And I don't care how sensitive they act. They're all still just in it for the chase.

(Cut to a boy being chased by some large growling thing we can't see. He falls and is dragged screaming off screen.)

• Buffy & Scott

written by: Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson . Full transcript at:
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