[Buffy confronts Faith about killing Deputy Mayor Allan Finch (whom she thought was a vampire)]
Faith, you can shut off all the emotions that you want. But eventually, they're gonna find a body.
Okay, this is the last time we're gonna have this conversation, and we're not even having it now, you understand me? There is no body. I took it, weighted it, and dumped it. The body doesn't exist.
Getting rid of the evidence doesn't make the problem go away.
Faith, you don't get it - you killed a man.
No, you don't get it - I don't care!
Of course, training procedures have been updated quite a bit since your day. Much greater empasis on field work.
Oh, yes. Not all books and theory nowadays. I have, in fact, faced two vampires myself. Under controlled circumstances, of course.
No danger of finding those here.
Controlled circumstances. Hello, Buffy.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce. It's very nice to meet you.
Oh, yes. Gwendolyn Post. We all heard. No, Mr. Giles has checked my credentials, rather thoroughly, and phoned the Council, but I'm glad to see you're on the ball as well. A good Slayer is a cautious Slayer.
Not in the strictest sense.
Well, I'm glad that's cleared up. As I'm sure none of us is anxious to waste any time of pleasantries, why don't you tell me everything about last night's patrol.
Anything else you could tell me?
Uh... one of them had swords. I-I don't think he was with the other two.
Swords? Swords... One long, one short?
Mmm. Both pointy. With, like, jewels and things.
15th-century duelist cult, deadly in that day. Their numbers dwindled in later centuries due to an increase in anti-vampire activity, and a lot of pointless dueling. They eventually became the acolytes of a demon called Balthazar, who brought them to the New World, specifically here.
You seem to know a lot about them.
I didn't get this job because of my looks.
I really, really believe that.
I've researched this town's history extensively.
So why have we not seen them before this?
They were driven out a hundred years ago. Happily, Balthazar was killed. I don't know by whom.
And they're back 'cause...
Balthazar had an amulet purported to give him strength. When he was killed, it was taken by a wealthy landowner named... I don't want to bore you with the details.
Named Gleaves. It was buried with him, and I believe the few remaining Eliminati are probably looking for it. For sentimental value.
And you don't think that this amulet poses any threat?
Oh, no, not at all. Nonetheless, we may as well keep it from them. Buffy, you will go to the Gleaves family crypt tonight and fetch the amulet.
Are you not used to being given orders?
Whenever Giles sends me on a mission, he always says please. And afterwards I get a cookie.
I don't feel we're getting off on quite the right foot. Ah. This is, perhaps, Faith.
BGBuffy, Giles
New Watcher.
Screw that. [she turns and leaves]
Now, why didn't I just say that?
I'll see if I can get her back. Don't say anything incredibly interesting while I'm gone.