- [first lines]
- Buffy: They smell good, don't they?
- Faith: What?
- Buffy: Clean sheets. Like summer.
- Faith: I wouldn't know.
- Buffy: Right. I forgot.
- Faith: I noticed.
- Buffy: I-I wish I could stay, but...
- Faith: Oh, you have to go.
- Buffy: It's just with...
- Faith: Little sis coming. I know. So much to do before she gets here.
- [in a dark alley]
- Xander: Spike.
- Giles: What are you doing here?
- Spike: Me? Hey, I'm not the one out of place here.
- Xander: For your information, smarty, we've got a rogue Slayer on our hands. Real psycho killer, too.
- Spike: Sounds serious.
- Giles: It is. What do you know?
- Spike: What do you need?
- Xander: Her. Dark hair, yea tall. Name of Faith. Criminally insane.
- Giles: Have you seen her?
- Spike: Is this bird after you?
- Xander: In a *bad* way. Yeah.
- Spike: Tell you what I'll do, then. I'll head out, find this girl, tell her exactly where all of you are, and then watch... as she kills you.
- [Grins. Giles and Xander stare at him, speechless. Spike rolls his eyes and sighs]
- Spike: Can't any one of your damned little Scooby club at least *try* to remember that I *hate* you all? Just because I can't do the damage myself doesn't stop me from aiming a loose cannon your way. And here I thought the evening'd be dull.
- [starts to leave, deliberately bumping into Xander's shoulder]
- Xander: Go ahead! You wouldn't even recognize her!
- Spike: [faces them, walking backwards] Dark hair, this tall. Name of Faith. Criminally insane. I like this girl already.
- Xander: [to Giles] We're dumb.
- [discussing an eviscerated demon they found in the woods]
- Buffy: I've never seen anything like that.
- Xander: And I can go a long healthy stretch without seeing anything like that again.
- Willow: It had to be Adam who killed it, but why?
- Buffy: He's studying biology. Human, demon, whatever he can get his hands on and tear apart.
- Willow: Learning what makes things work.
- Xander: I really don't wanna be around for the final exam.
- Buffy: It's not coming to that. The Initiative created this thing, and they can't stop it. But we will.
- Xander: Question. Will hiding in a cabin with stockpiled chocolate goods be any part of this plan?
- Buffy: No.
- Xander: [to Willow] Told you.
- Willow: Thanks for coming with. Hunting for a psychopathic super-bitch is definitely in the above and beyond category.
- Tara: It's okay, really. So, um, what do we do if we find her?
- Willow: Run. Flee. Maybe skedaddle. We're not here to engage. This is strictly recon.
- [Tara giggles]
- Willow: What?
- Tara: You said recon. You're, like, Cool Monster Fighter.
- Joyce Summers: You don't know the first thing about Buffy... or me.
- Faith: Don't I? I know what it's like. You think you matter. You think you're a part of something, and you get dumped. It's like the whole world is moving, but you're stuck. Like those animals in the tar pits. It's like you just keep sinking a little deeper every day, and nobody even sees!
- Buffy: [on phone] Thank you. I'll let you know.
- [hangs up]
- Giles: What is it?
- Buffy: It's Faith... She's awake... She beat someone up, took her clothing and disappeared out of the hospital. No one knows where she is.
- Xander: I'd say this qualifies for a worse timing ever award.
- Willow: What do we do?
- Giles: Well, we have to find her.
- Willow: What about Adam?
- Xander: I'd hate to see the pursuit of a homicidal lunatic get in the way of pursuing a homicidal lunatic.
- Buffy: Well, Faith's not exactly Low-Profile Girl. I'll patrol and wait for her to make a move.
- Giles: And then what?
- Willow: Oh, I have an idea. Beat the crap out of her.
- [grins]
- Xander: Good plan.
- Buffy: Good on paper, but we still have a decision to make... Do we hand her over to the cops? They wouldn't know what to do with a Slayer even if they knew we existed.
- Willow: What about the Council?
- Xander: Been there, tried that. Not unlike smothering a forest fire with napalm, as I recall.
- Giles: Well, the Initiative, they do have, uh, containment facilities.
- Xander: One word. Evil.
- Buffy: There's no way around it. Faith is back and, whether I like it or not, she's my responsibility.
- Willow: Yeah. Too bad. That was the funnest coma ever.
- Buffy: We have no idea where she is. We don't know what she's thinking, what she's feeling.
- Xander: Who she's doing.
- Buffy: She could be terrified. Maybe she doesn't even remember. Or-Or maybe she does and-and she's sorry and she's alone, hiding somewhere?
- Giles: Well, uh, perhaps there's some form of, uh, rehabilitation we just haven't thought about.
- Willow: And if not, ass-kicking makes a solid Plan "B."
- Buffy: I'm not gonna rule it out. First thing, we need to find her. Then we can take it from there.
- Riley: Who's Faith?
- Riley Finn: All my life, that's what I've been groomed to do. They say jump, I ask how high, I get the job done... Just don't know if it's the right job anymore.
- Buffy Summers: I know how you feel... Giles used to be part of this Council. And for years, *all* they ever did was give me orders.
- Riley Finn: Ever obey them?
- Buffy Summers: Sure... The ones I was going to do, anyway.
- [last lines]
- [Faith puts a device in her hand and grasps Buffy's hand, and there is a flash before Faith is knocked out]
- Joyce Summers: [entering] You okay?
- Buffy Summers: All things considered.
- Joyce Summers: [regarding device in Buffy's hand] What is that?
- Buffy Summers: Weapon of some kind.
- [drops and crushes it]
- Buffy Summers: Didn't work, whatever it was.
- Joyce Summers: Oh, the police.
- Buffy Summers: She's their problem now.
- Joyce Summers: You sure you're okay?
- Buffy Summers: Five by five.
- [Faith meets Buffy after months in a coma]
- Faith: What'd you think, I'd wake up and we'd go for tea? You tried to gut me, Blondie.
- Faith: Don't tell me you don't see it, Joyce. You served your purpose. You squirted out the kid, raised her up, and now you might as well be dead. I mean, nobody cares, nobody remembers, especially not Buffy, fabulous superhero. Sooner or later, you're gonna have to face it. She was over us a long time ago, Joyce.
- Buffy Summers: Riley... I'm not leaving him down there with the people that created this thing. I don't care how many guns they have, I'm going in. Okay... Wil, I need you to hack into the security mainframe and buy me a 10-minute shutdown of operation systems.
- Willow Rosenberg: That could be...
- Buffy Summers: Tricky, not impossible. If you can't do it on-line, then use magic. Xander, any gear you've been saving for a rainy day I want you to give to me.
- Xander Harris: You want stealthy stuff?
- Buffy Summers: No, we tried sneaking in. This time I'm gonna use force. I figure I'll go in through the elevator shaft and use the cable as tow lines, then blast open the facility doors and find the infirmary.
- Riley Finn: [suddenly in the room] Am I really worth all that?
- [Xander is examining an Initiative taser rifle]
- Xander: So, here it is. The latest in state-of-the-art combat technology. I gotta say, it doesn't look that complicated.
- Buffy: So can you repair it?
- Xander: Sure. Just as soon as I get my Master's degree in advanced starship technology.
- Willow: Well, why don't we experiment? Press some buttons, see what happens.
- Giles: Uh, well, I'd like to veto that.
- Xander: Second. It's called a blaster, Wil. A word that tends to discourage experimentation. Now, if it were called the orgasminator, I'd be the first to try your basic button-press approach.
- Willow Rosenberg: Any luck?
- Buffy Summers: Couldn't find her. Don't know exactly where to place that in the luck continuum.