Whatcha wanna do to her, vamp? Huh? Somthin' like this? [punches Spike]
(stands) Nice punch you got there. Lemme guess. Leather pants, nice right cross, doe eyes, holier-than-thou glower...you must be Faith.
[shrugs and grins] Oh, goodie. I'm famous.
Told you were coming. Bit of a misunderstanding here. I'm--
Spike. [nods] Yeah, we've met before.
We have? I don't think we-- [Faith kicks Spike in the torso] Bloody hell! What're you doing? I'm on your side.
Yeah? Maybe you haven't heard. I've reformed. [punches Spike]
So have I. [punches Faith] I reformed way before you did. [Faith punches Spike] Stop... [punches Faith] hitting... [punches Faith again] me! We're on the same side.
Please. You think I'm stupid?
Well, yeah. [grins]
You were attacking that girl. [punches Spike]
[Someone punches Faith in the face, knocking her down. Pan over to show it's Buffy.]
[innocently] Sorry, Faith. I didn't realize that was you.
It's all right, B. Luckily, you still punch like you used to.
You OK?
Yeah. Terrific.
[to Buffy] You're protecting vampires? Are you the bad slayer now? Am I the good slayer now?
He's with me. He has a soul.
Oh, he's like Angel?
No!
Sort of.
I am nothing like Angel.
He fights on my side. Which is more than I can say for some of us.
Angel's dull as a table lamp! And we have very different coloring.
Yeah, well if he's so good, what's he doing chasing down defenseless--
[The young woman that Spike was chasing stands up, growls, and attacks Faith, knocking her down.]
That's one of the bad guys.
You should make 'em wear a sign.





