BUFFY: Okay, we got ten, maybe twelve bad guys and one big demon in desperate need of a Stairmaster.

FAITH: I say we take 'em all, hard and fast and now.

BUFFY: We need a little more firepower than none. We should head back to the library.

FAITH: Well, I guess Jacuzzi Boy isn't going anywhere. (looks around) I just... wish we had...(sees Meyer's Sport and Tackle shop) Ah. That is too good.

They break in. Faith finds the Archery counter.

FAITH: Ah. Score.

BUFFY: Think they're insured?

FAITH: Strangely, not my priority. When are ya gonna get this, B? Life for a Slayer is very simple: want... take... have.

BUFFY: Want... take... have. I'm gettin' it.

Officer: Drop the weapons and get down on the ground! Now! I said drop the weapons, or I fire. Now spread 'em.

FAITH: You wish.

Officer: Hands in the air where I can see 'em. Slow!

Officer: Good. (to his partner) Now cuff 'em.

FAITH: (to Buffy, smiling sexily) I like him. He's butch.

Cut inside the police car.

Officer: That's some artillery you two were puttin' together. You with one of them girl gangs?

FAITH: Yeah. We're the Slayers. (quietly to Buffy) You wanna get outta here? (impatiently) We can't save the world in jail. (quietly) One, two...

(they kick the divider into the cops, who lose control of the car & crash)

BUFFY: We should call an ambulance.

FAITH: Five people already have, the racket we made, and they're fine. Come on. Let's get outta here. COME ON!

• Faith vs/& Buffy
• Slayerhood

written by: Douglas Petrie; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/48badgirls.html