FAITH: Even if he got the fake hoodoo from this Maury guy, why would he hang around?

WESLEY: He wouldn't, but this Maury that Lorne knows may be able to help us find where Angelus is hiding.

ANGELUS: No... but I can.

(... commercial ...)

ANGELUS: A little birdie in my head told me you'd be here. Ooh. Exciting.

(fight)

ANGELUS: Gotta do better than that, Wes. Come on, I'll give you one more. Strike three. (throws Wes through a window and over a ledge;) Uh-oh. Vampire with a gun. (Angelus shoots at Faith) I can see why he likes this thing. Wow. (points the shotgun in Faith's face) You really have gone soft now, haven't you? Hey, you remember that time you tried to get Angel to kill you because you felt all weepy over being such a bad little girl. Huh? Do you still feel that way? Do you still wanna die?

FAITH: (softly) No.

ANGELUS: What's that?

FAITH: No.

ANGELUS: I can't hear you.

FAITH: (yelling) No!

ANGELUS: (cocks gun) Too bad, because you're gonna. (cocks gun again and again until it's empty) But not like this. (smiles)

(they fight)

ANGELUS: Looks like we got a live one. For now. A little tired, sweetie? You wanna take a break? Now, this is disappointing. You never used to bleed so easy.

FAITH: Screw you.

ANGELUS: Maybe after. I like my girls to lie still. (calls over to Wes) Hey, buddy, how's it goin' in there? Good old Wes. Always count on him to tackle a bad situation and make it worse. I mean, hey, look how you turned out. But then again, I guess he really didn't have much to work with now.

FAITH: Save the head trip, GQ. Wes told me you'd try to get under my skin. Gave me just what I needed to scratch you out.

ANGELUS: Oh ho. Don't tell me. The rousing stiff upper lip speech. Rah rah. Good over evil. Do what must be done. Hang in there, kitten, it's almost Friday. Is that what the scraggly little ponce armed you with to fight the big, bad boogey man?

FAITH: Yeah, and this.

(she hurls a knife at Angelus, hitting him in the chest. more fighting)

ANGELUS: That hurt, baby. Kinda liked it. (chuckles) How 'bout you? There's my girl. I knew she was in there somewhere dying to come out and play again.

FAITH: Shut up.

ANGELUS: I know how it feels—forced to be someone you're not. Hurts to the bone. You try to bury the pain, but you can't get the hole deep enough, can you? No matter how much you dig, it's still there. Broken shards stabbing every time you breathe, cutting you up inside. You know, there's only one way to make the pain stop. Hurt someone else.

(they fight again)

ANGELUS: (punctuated with punches) Come on, Faith, you're not even trying. Or is that why you really came back, huh? Not enough to punish yourself in prison? Is that it? Still looking for someone to help beat the bad out of you? You know what the funny part is, darling? I could beat you death, and it wouldn't make a difference. Nothing will ever change who you are, Faith. You're a murderer, an animal, and you enjoy it. Just like me.

(Enraged, Faith stands and goes after Angelus. She punches and kicks him until he's on the ground. Then she goes over to him, straddling him, and beats him in the face again and again. )

FAITH: No! (jumps back, stops hitting him) You're wrong. I'm different now. I'm not like you.

ANGELUS: (grabbing her) You will be.

(he vamps out and bites her)

• Faith & Angel
• philosphies on monsters, animals, killers, etc
• the life & times of Angelus

written by: Steven S. DeKnight & Elizabeth Craft & Sarah Fain; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season4/transcripts/80_tran.php