Orpheus

Angel

(V.O.) Previously on Angel:

Cordelia

(V.O.) The rain of fire, even blotting out the sun—those were only the first steps to something bigger.

Wesley

We need Angelus.

Gunn

Taking out Angel's soul. Putting it in a jar. I hope we know what we're doing.

Fred

Angel's soul. It's gone.

Cordelia

(V.O.) Angelus.

(looks up, his mouth bloody) Catch ya later.

The rumors are true. Angel has left the building, and I am back.

Wesley

We're gonna save Angel, and I know who we need to help us do it.

Wesley

This is Faith, the vampire slayer.

Faith

(in Connor's face) If Angelus needs putting down, I'll be the one to do it, not you.

Cordelia

We're having a baby.

Faith

(to the girl) Can you walk? (looks at the girl's arm covered in track marks)

No, but I can fly.

Faith

(to Wes) What did they do to her?

Wesley

She did it to herself. They shoot up, the vampires feed... I've read the effects can be quite intoxicating...for both of them.

(O.S.) Angelus!

(O.S.) (flash to show white-eyed Cordelia in her room at the hotel saying what Angelus is hearing) I have wonderful plans for you, my sweet boy.

Gotta do better than that, Wes. (throws Wes through a window and over a ledge; he lands 20 feet down; Faith and Angelus fight) Nothing will ever change who you are, Faith. You're just like me.

Faith

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

You will be.

(wipes his mouth, then looks at Faith) What... did you do?

(O.S.) You got to do better than that, Wes.

(O.S.) Come on, I'll give you one more.

(O.S.) Strike three.

(staggering, trying to stand) You—you sp— You spiked... (passes out)

Wesley

(regaining consciousness, to Faith) You all right?

Faith

(panting, slurring) Kicked his ass. (passes out)

20 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Fred is researching at the Front desk when Gunn comes in through the front door carrying a passed-out Angelus.

Gunn

Connor!

Fred

(looks up from her book) Oh, my God! Angelus.

Gunn

(carrying Angelus down the stairs) Pick up your tranq gun. I don't know how much time we have. Connor!

Fred

(goes to Gunn's side) What happened?

Gunn

Wes called, I went.

Fred

Where is he? Where's Faith?

Lorne

(walks into the lobby) Well, what is all the—-Aah! Angelus! He's in the hotel.

Gunn

(to Fred) Gimme steel shackles. (Fred grabs the shackles)

Lorne

Oh, uh, but maybe we're already aware of that.

Gunn

All I had was rope in the truck.

(walks out to the balcony) What's going on?

Gunn

(to Connor) Get down here now. (to Fred) Leg irons too.

(hustles down the stairs) She found him.

Lorne

Wesley and Faith. Where are they?

Wesley

Get him downstairs.

What happened to Faith?

Wesley

(walks through the front door carrying unconscious Faith in his arms) She captured Angelus.

Fred

God, what did he do to her?

Wesley

Gunn?

Gunn

We got it.

Lorne

She looks not well.

She gonna be—

Gunn

(to Connor) Wake up, kid. I need you here.

Wesley

Help me with her.

He fed from her. There's blood on his breath.

(mumbling) Kill you....kill....you...

Faith

(mumbling) Scratch you out....

Fred

She's not making any sense.

Lorne

(goes up to Wesley, whispering) And speaking of sense, have you gone on permanent sabbatical from yours? Tell me you did not shoot that girl full of junk, and then feed her to Angelus.

Wesley

It was her choice. Faith knew the risks.

Lorne

(louder) Aw, she couldn't! (Fred glares at them, then quieter) Wesley, I know what that drug does to people. Especially when they super-size the doses to make sure they really get the job done. And you damn well know it too.

Cordelia

A coma?

Yeah, that's what it looked like when Wesley brought her in.

Cordelia

(chuckles, crosses her arms) Like she hasn't pulled that one before.

I don't think she was faking.

Cordelia

So the slayer snagged Angelus? He's in the hotel? Is he locked up tight in the cage?

Don't worry, Cordy. I'll always protect you. And our family.

Cordelia

That's sweet. Is he guarded?

Faith really did a number on him.

Cordelia

(punches Connor, pushing him down) What the hell is it with you and Faith! As if I didn't see the way you looked at her. She cracked her whip, and you liked it. You were practically in her leather-clad lap!

(stands) No, I wasn't? And how'd you do that, anyway? What about the anti-demon spell?

Cordelia

I told you, Connor, we're different. (turns away) Me and your baby. But I guess you can't even be loyal to our bed, let alone our little family. I thought you were gonna be a better father than Angel was to you.

I will be. I would do anything for us. (Cordelia's eyes flash wider) For you.

Cordelia

(turns around, calmer, laughing it off) Wow. Are my hormones out of whack, or what? Hello, crazy pregnant lady, out of line! Whoo! (walks up to Connor) Why don't you go see how Faith is doing? Go on. I'm concerned. I want to know—

What's going to happen to her?

Fred

(crosses her arms) Actually, I'd like to start with exactly was it, Wesley?

Lorne

Orpheus.

Orpheus?

Fred

Some kind of opiate?

Lorne

Mystical variety. Humans inject it. Vampires feed off the humans. Folks tried to deal it at Caritas—only folks I ever banned from my club.

Faith

(mumbling) The 'vention.

Fred

So, if ordinary humans do this junk, slayers are all super, right?

Lorne

That's what makes it so dangerous. Orpheus isn't entirely physical. It's an enchanted drug.

Magic. This is what it gets you.

Lorne

That, plus the biting, makes for some serious psychic psychedelia. And the more you take, the deeper you sink.

Wesley

It leads you down to hell.

Wesley

(V.O.) And leaves you there.

Hey! (turns to watch Angel walk away) What is that about?

Faith

You tell me. It's your flashback. (charges Faith, but goes right through her; Faith chuckles) You know what the definition of insanity is, baby? Performing the same task over and over and expecting different results. Learned that in murder rehab.

All right, Miss Blow-It-All. This is my flashback. Why are you in it? (walks away)

Faith

Don't know. Must be the magic side-effects of my incredibly simple ruse.

(looks around) All right. So, what is this, huh? Puff-the-Magic-Dragon City? Fairyland?

Faith

You'd think? Me, I'm guessing it's more like "Angelus, this is your life," because (waves her hand in front of her nose) lack-of-hygiene world sure ain't mine. (looks at Angel) Seriously, man, did you miss the invention of the bath?

The whole way over here, he crouched in the filth of animals just to avoid human temptation. This isn't my life—it's his!

Faith

Angel's?

It annoyed the crap out of me the first time around. This sucks. Why do you get to be Marley's ghost?

Faith

(sits) 'Cause I'm dying, dumbass.

Not soon enough.

Faith

Way I figure, I've got one last job: baby-sit the psycho 'til they shove a soul up your—

Not gonna happen.

Faith

(stands) Then, I'm whatever... dust in the wind. Candle in the wind. There'll be a general wind theme.

Thought those suicidal tendencies got squashed in the big enlightenment.

Faith

(shrugs) I rolled the dice. Paid even odds.

Faith

Trippy.

Early 20's by the cars. What is this—Chicago? (sees Angel standing on the other side of the street) Oh, no. I remember this. I remember this place. I gotta get out of here.

Faith

Why? You freaking out?

It's coming. (a car speeds around the corner down the street in front of them) Again.

Faith

What's coming?

I can't do it again. I won't!

Faith

Angel, get out of the road.

(throwing a fit) Doh!

Faith

(giggling) Dude, you just rescued a puppy.

Oh, my stars! You saved her, Mister.

I'm in hell. This is hell, and I'm in it.

(stroking the puppy) Oh, gee, big fella. How can I thank you?

We haven't fed on a human in decades. She's begging for it, you moron!

Angel

Get lost.

Beg pardon?

Angel

Take a hike, Betty. Scram.

(frowns) Well, pound snow, you mook! (storms back into the club)

Faith

We're reliving Angel's good deeds—you are in hell! Wicked! (laughs)

Wesley

(V.O.) There's only one thing we can do for Faith, now—

Wesley

Finish what she started.

Fred

You mean, re-ensoul Angel?

Impossible. We've been over this: no jar, no soul. No soul, no Angel.

Fred

It's not that simple, Connor. I've been doing some research—

It is simple. Angelus is all that's left. First he slaughtered Lilah, now he's killed Faith.

Wesley

She's not dead yet.

You're lying to yourselves. You all think that I'm taking this personally so that you don't have to, but inside you know I'm right. We need to put Angelus down.

Willow

I don't think so. (everyone turns to look at Willow) I think you need a witch.

41 INT. LOBBY AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Resume. Willow walks up to the front desk where Wesley, Fred, and Connor are standing.

Willow

Did I come at a bad time?

Wesley

Willow.

She's a witch?

Willow

Yes. Hi. You must be Angel's handsome, yet androgynous, son.

It's Connor.

Willow

(nods) And the sneer's genetic. Who knew?

Fred

Hi Willow.

Willow

(walks up to Fred) Hey Fred. It's good to see you. (looks at Wesley) Oh, and it's the Marlboro Man. Or at least his extra stubbly, mentally unstable, insomniac, first cousin of—for the love of Hecate, somebody stop me.

Fred

It's OK. I'm a yammerer from way back.

Wesley

Are there forces gathering? Did the call of magic draw you here?

Willow

Oh, no. More like the call of Fred. (Willow and Fred chuckle)

Wesley

Of course. Bring in the only living person to ever re-ensoul Angel.

Fred

She has a fresh brain. I thought she might see some things we missed.

Willow

Oh, hearing the thoroughness of your research methodology, (smiles at Fred) I don't think that's possible.

Fred

Aw. Go on. (giggles)

Willow

We should probably start the debriefing. Where's Cordy?

Unfortunately, the guy you're all trying to magically re-ensoul shot her with a crossbow. She's not up for visitors.

Wesley

I think she'll want to see Willow. After all, she's traveled a long way, and they have a history together.

Willow

Hi there.

Cordelia

Long time, no see. (to Connor) It's OK, Connor. I'm fine. (Connor leaves the room)

Willow

(sits on the bed beside Cordy) How've you been?

Cordelia

Higher power. You?

Willow

Ultimate evil. But I got better.

Cordelia

You heard about Faith?

Willow

(nods) Coma again.

Cordelia

What about Angelus? Did you go down to see him yet?

Willow

I'm way avoidy. Too many memories. I'm just glad I don't have to be in the same room with him when I re-ensoul him.

Cordelia

Oh, you really think you can pull it off? (feels around under her blanket)

Willow

Putting his soul back? It's the first spell I ever learned. I'm not gonna forget that.

Cordelia

(grabs a knife under the blanket) What about the Muo-Ping?

Willow

The jar holding Angel's soul? Therein lies our boneage.

Cordelia

Stolen right from our safe. And if we can't get the soul out of the jar, we can't put it back in Angel.

Willow

Yeah, question is: how do we get the soul out if we don't know where the jar is?

Cordelia

And apparently, the thing's impervious to magic.

Willow

Yeah, I know already tried a standard locator spell, but zero joy.

Cordelia

(puts down the knife) Right. Plus, Wesley's shaman says there's no way to extract the soul from a distance.

Willow

Soul trapped in a glass jar, impervious to magic. It is complicated.

Cordelia

(nods) Tough nut to crack.

Willow

(gets an idea) Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Cordelia

(grabs the knife again) I doubt it.

Willow

(stands) We just break the jar.

Cordelia

(gestures to her nightstand) Can you hand me that drink?

Willow

(backs to the door, excited) That way we don't have to magic the soul out. We just break the glass around it!

Cordelia

(impatiently) Great idea. I'm really thirsty.

Willow

And then Angel's soul is still released into the ether, and—and there's something called Delothrian's Arrow. We don't even need to know where the target is. (opens the door) Cordy, this is fantastic! We're gonna get him back. (leaves the room)

Lorne

Don't you worry, princess. It'll all be over soon. I—I've seen lots of girls go through just what you're going through now. (sings softly) There'll be another song for me, and I will sing it. Oh, there'll be another dream for me, someone will bring it.

(rolling his eyes) Bring on the pain!

Faith

Mandy, huh? (Angelus sits down in a booth across from Faith) Must kill you he's got a jones for the power-ballads.

Worse were the concerts. (a couple walks out past Angel, who looks at them longingly) You know what that's like? (Angel sits at the counter) Every time he gets close, I feel it. Wanting to tear their flesh apart. The hunger. It's like a blade in my gut.

Faith

Only, it's not your gut, princess. Angel's the one that belongs on the outside, not you.

You think it's that cut and dry, don't you? That if Angel gets his soul back—

Faith

When he gets it.

You'll just hang up your spurs and ride off into the sunset knowing you put the monster back in his cage. But, (disappears and reappears next to Faith) I'm always here, Faithy. Deep in.

Hi. Can I help you?

Gimme your money. (shoots into the ceiling) Gimme the cash in the drawer.

(nervous) Oh. OK.

Open it!

Oh, all right. I, uh—

Come on!

I, uh, I just need to...

Now! (shoots the clerk, then runs out of the shop)

Angel

(goes to the clerk's side) It's gonna be OK. I'll get you to a hospital. You're—you're gonna be OK. All right? It's—everything's gonna be—

It hurts.

Angel

Yeah, I know.

(mockingly) Doc, I think we're losing him. God, I love this episode! (the buzzing sound occurs again; Angelus swats at the air like there's a fly) What is that buzzing?

Cordelia

Hear me, Angelus. Heed my warning. Awaken at once. Return from the darkness. Or just lay there and let that red-headed meddler put your soul back. Whichever!

Willow

Look, it's working.

Wesley

I thought Delothrian's Arrow was used to protect good magicks.

Willow

It is.

Wesley

So, how can you use it to break the jar? The Muo-Ping is a sacred object. It's holy.

Willow

It's glass, therefore crunchable. The sacred's what's inside. "All life a container..."

Wesley

"...For the heart of all life." You've studied the Daharim.

Willow

It had to be something specific. There's lots of jars in the world—can't shatter them all. I mean, you could, but good things come in jars. Peanut butter, jelly, those two-headed fetal pigs at the natural history museum. (Wes doesn't respond) Come on, everybody loves fetal pigs.

Wesley

(leans forward) Sorry. I think my sense of humor's trapped in a jar somewhere.

Willow

Does seem like you've given in to the grumpy side of the force.

Wesley

A lot's happened. Not just Angelus. I've been—I've changed. I've seen a darkness in myself. I'm not sure you'd even begin to understand—

Willow

I flayed a guy alive and tried to destroy the world.

Wesley

Oh. So... (stands, doesn't make eye-contact)

Willow

Darkness. Been there.

Wesley

Yeah. Well, I never flayed... (seems sickened) I had a woman chained in a closet.

Willow

Hey.

Wesley

That doesn't compare.

Willow

No, dark. That's dark. You've been to a place.

Wesley

You seem exactly the same as when I left. No other major changes I'm not up on?

Willow

(shrugs) Just little things. So, uh, Fred. What's her story?

Angel

God, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

So, who's your big hero now?

Faith

Wasn't even his fault. God, does the guy gotta pay for everything?

Choices, little girl. The ones you make with your heart of hearts. (Angel goes to the door, but stops and locks the door) Uh-oh. What's gonna happen?

Faith

He won't.

I'm deep in, Faith. Soul or no soul.

Faith

Angel! (Angel bites the clerk) Ugh.

Faith

He was gonna save him.

Or did he choose to be a little slow on the draw? Whoops! Dinner by armed robbery. Look at him, Faith. You're a murderer. You know just how good that blurry line tastes. You didn't think my hell was private, did ya?

48 INT. ROOM AT HOTEL / ANGEL INVESTIGATIONS Lorne dabs away tears from Faith's face. Connor's sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, watching her.

Lorne

She's in the barrens now. They cry for a while. Quiet mostly. Like they're letting go of everything that meant something.

How long...'til...?

Lorne

Not long. You can hold her hand.

Wesley, you did the right thing. She was brave, and she died in battle.

Wesley

(staring at Faith) It's time.

Willow

(touches Fred's chin, lifting it higher, smiling) You're good. Good bells. (walks up to the front desk; to Gunn) OK, now all I gotta do is contact the spirit world, harness the Delothrian ebb, and focus it through my little marble of doom here. (holds out a small metal ball) And we'll restore the Muo-Ping's entropic equilibrium.

Gunn

The jar goes smash?

Willow

Smash-o-crash.

Gunn

All I need to know. I'll be downstairs in case the Prince of Darkness wakes up. (leaves the room)

Willow

OK.

Wesley

(walks up to Willow) You ready?

Willow

(nods) Should be a snap.

(V.O.) Stay your hand, witch! (show Cordelia is holding the crystal again, saying the words of the Beastmaster) You will not interfere with what must come to pass.

Willow

(stands, covers her head with her hands and weakly mumbles) Invadoria disparu!

(V.O.) You think to banish me?

Willow

(to Wesley) There's somebody in my head.

Cordelia

(as Beastmaster) As long as the soul is under my protection, it will never be freed.

Willow

(to the sky) Vetsche invadoria disparu!

Cordelia

(as Beastmaster) I'th bid my thongue.

Wesley

He's enormously powerful. It's the dead Beast's master. He contacted Angelus the same way.

Fred

He wants to stop us from getting the soul.

Willow

(black-eyed, holding her hand out, the marble in it floats and starts to glow) Open the window. Fill this stone. Inside, outside. Two made one.

Cordelia

(as Beastmaster) You wanna go, Glinda? We'll go.

Are you sure she can handle it?

Willow

(black-eyed, focused on the glowing ball in front of her) Alesh ashtoreth!

Wesley

I think she can hold her own.

Lorne

It's OK, Faith. It's OK. You just wait. They'll get Angel back, and... (trying to convince himself) it'll all be worth it. It'll all— (Faith gasps and sits up)

(O.S.) It'll all be worth it. Is that what you try to tell yourself, Faithy? Is that the nastly little lie that kept those thighs nice and warm in your prison bunk?

Faith

(looks around, trying to find Angelus) You kiss your mama with that mouth?

(shows up behind her, lying on the ground) No, but I ate her with it. (stands without bending his body) And now for a poem. "Faith goes gently into that good night." You're fading fast, baby. I can feel it.

Faith

All the same, I hear this holler in the distance.

Willow

Semsa nahl eresh a'lahm!

Faith

Tells me you're about to get what's coming to you.

Or not. I've got friends in high places. (further down the alley, Angel stumbles around, knocking over garbage cans) Him, not being one of 'em.

Faith

Ugh. When is this?

When isn't it? Twenty years after that stupid donut shop, and his fingers never smelled of anything but rat! "I'm so sorry. I give up. I'm gonna live in a sewer!"

Faith

He's paying for what he did.

He's hiding from what he is—which may be a big Psych 101 revelation for you, cupcake, but I already know this crap, so why do I have to go through it again?

Angel

Maybe 'cause it's not about you, (stands) jackass.

Wesley

Do you feel that?

There's something evil rising in the hotel.

Cordelia

Seiza jai n'hast engai... Seiza jai n'hast engai...

What the hell is that?

Willow

(to Connor) Ignore it. (to the glowing ball in front of her) Find your target. Leave my side.

Cordelia

OK, then. Huge floaty head not enough to scare you? Then why don't we try— (the glowing ball Willow sent comes straight toward the Muo-Ping; Cordelia puts up a hand to stop it, concentrating hard) And now she is on my last nerve!

Willow

Geth na haroth castellum tol.

Cordelia

If only this were a few weeks later.

Willow

Break the glass

Fred

(looks around) Where's Connor?

Willow

Let loose the soul!

(banging into the door) Cordy! Are you OK?

Cordelia

(startled, breaks her concentration) Ah! (the marble breaks the Muo-Ping, releasing Angel's soul into the ether, Cordelia turns to look) Oh sh—

I don't believe this! You're the one behind this whole true-Hollywood sob-story?

Faith

Angel, it's good to see you. (Angelus chuckles) Hate the hair.

Angel

Faith, why are you still here?

Faith

Just waiting to see this pervert get stuffed back into the deep, crazy ground he came from.

Angel

Then what? After that, what happens?

Probably something like that. I had a feeling the rules have changed.

Angel

She's not who you're after.

No kidding, rat boy. The slayer will just be gravy once I finish you off.

(ANGEL & ANGELUS) I've been waiting a long time for this.

54 EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT Angel and Angelus are fighting.

Angel

Faith, get up! Are you listening?

Faith

(weakly) Angel, I'm dying.

Angel

Yeah. It's a lot easier than redemption, huh? (kicks Angelus)

(grabs Angel by the neck) Always so concerned with the human condition. (throws Angel down the alley) It's no big mystery, man. They suffer, they die. That's what they're there for.

Angel

(lunges at Angelus) I'm not perfect, Faith. Even with a soul, I've done things I wished a thousand times I could take back.

Yeah, like those Manilow concerts. (throws Angel across the alley) Son of a bitch!

Cordy! I'm coming in.

Cordelia

Oh, Connor, I'm so sorry. I thought it came back. (cries) That horrible floaty head.

Did it hurt you? Is the baby...?

Cordelia

(high-pitched voice) We nearly got killed.

Willow's spell must've opened a gateway to something.

Cordelia

Evil. If she keeps at it, there's no telling what will happen. She's already let hell itself into this hotel.

I know. I've seen it. It's not safe for you here. I'm gonna make her stop.

Cordelia

Connor, you can't! She's too powerful. But you can stop it. The reason for all of this. (whispers) You have to kill Angelus.

Fred

(looking around) So... now Angel's soul is just floating around out there?

Willow

Yeah, until I can channel it into the Orb of Thessulah.

Fred

Connor shouldn't have run off like that.

Wesley

I'm sure he's just worried about Cordelia.

Fred

Do you ever think their relationship is maybe a little bit...icky?

Cordelia

You have to kill your father. You have to. Now, before anything else goes wrong.

Willow

(to Fred) Ready when you are.

Fred

(reading) Quod perditum est invenietur...

Willow

(reading) Nisi mort. Nisi al finitei. Te invoc, spirit al trecerii...

Cordelia

You know I have fought harder than anyone to save Angel's life, but there comes a time when you have to weigh risk versus reward. And as much as I love Angel...as a friend... killing Angelus now is the only way to guarantee our family's safety.

Cordelia

(V.O.) I know it in my heart now. You're not just protecting me. You're protecting the world.

Cordelia

(V.O.) Sometimes one death can spare infinite pain.

Angel

Faith, wake up!

Faith

(wakes) I've rolled the bones. You for me.

Angel

(walks away from the fight with Angelus to talk to Faith) I used to think that. That there'd be a point when I'd paid my dues.

(knocks out Angel from behind) Anybody notice a battle with your alter-ego going on here?

(V.O.) What will I tell the others?

Cordelia

(V.O.) They can't stop you if they don't know?

(V.O.) What about the sanctuary spell?

Cordelia

(V.O.) I can fix it. We're special, Connor.

Willow

Te implor doamne. Nu ignora accasta rugaminte lasa orbita sa fie vasul care-i va transporta sufletul la el.

Cordelia

(V.O.) Special.

Angel

Faith, listen to me. You saw me drink. It doesn't get much lower than that. And I thought I could make up for it by disappearing.

Faith

I did my time.

Angel

Our time is never up, Faith. We pay for everything.

Faith

It hurts.

Angel

I know. I know.

Willow

Este scris aceasta putere este dreptul poporuil meu de a conduce.

Hey, Gunn, you should know...(punches Gunn, knocking him out) they haven't finished the spell yet.

Angel

Get up! You have to get up now. Faith, you have to fight. I need you to fight. Do you understand what I'm saying?

What won't I miss? The moralizing. Soul's already in the ether, boyo. I can smell it. How 'bout I send it off to that big puppy rescue in the sky.

Faith

(from behind) Arf arf, psycho.

Faith. Getting back into the game.

Faith

I guess I am.

(swings the pipe at Faith, but she disappears) Hey!

Willow

Asa sa fie, acum.

Angel

(mumbling) I need you to fight.

I'm pretty clear about what you need. (rears his hand back, revealing that he's got a stake in it)

Faith

(grabs Connor's wrist, stopping him from staking Angel) Break me off a switch, son. (throws Connor against the cage wall) There's about to be a whoppin'.

Lorne

(runs into the basement, followed by Fred and Wesley) She's alive. It's a miracle!

Angel

Connor, it's over. It's me. Really.

Faith

Hey. (leans forward on the rail)

Angel

How're you feeling?

Faith

Like I did mushrooms and got eaten by a bear.

Angel

That about sums it up.

Faith

Yep.

Angel

And now you're going to Sunnydale.

Faith

I think I prefer the bear, but the way Willow talks it up, that's where I'm needed.

Angel

Never stop fighting. (leans on the rail beside Faith)

Faith

Hey, I was gonna, but someone got all pep-talky on me.

Angel

Yeah. I'm sorry I didn't get to see you. Our little brain tour notwithstanding.

Faith

(smiles) Another time.

Angel

(stands) I have a lot to thank you for.

Faith

Well, that vice is plenty versa. I even start, it's only gonna lead to hugging, and... (shrugs, smiles)

Angel

Right. We can't have that.

Faith

No.

All right. I get it. I messed up.

Faith

Hey, cheer up, punk. That just makes you one of us.

Gunn

You headed out?

Faith

Yeah, no tears, big guy. (gives Gunn a high-five)

Gunn

Nah, I'm good. I just wish I could've seen you kicking the crap out of junior, here.

Faith

It was pretty funny. Wes.

Wesley

Faith.

Faith

See. Brits know how to say goodbye. Angel here wanted a hug.

Angel

No, I didn't.

Faith

Been a good show.

Gunn

Yeah, sit back and let the girl do all the heavy lifting.

Wesley

That's pretty much it.

Fred

(walks out of the office with Willow, who's holding a book) I think that volume's outdated. You'd know better than me, but there's some interesting stuff about hellmouth. Might help.

Willow

This is great.

Fred

(extra smiley) I have to say, someday I'd love to bend your ear about the Pergamum Codex. I—I think some of the really obscure passages are actually Latin translated from a demonic tongue, and they're kind of a hoot. (giggles) All this stuff about Bacchanals and spells and—actually, I think it's probably funnier in Latin. You know how that is sometimes.

Willow

I'm seeing someone.

Faith

Time goes by, Will.

Willow

Ok.: Good. Wagons west. See you guys.

Angel

Willow...

Faith

He's going to tell you how much he owes you.

Willow

Aw, don't mention it. I got a slayer out of the deal, so we're even-steven. (hugs Angel) I'll tell Buffy you said hi.

Angel

Good. Thanks.

Willow

(starts to walk out, but stops, turn to them) Oh, um, next time you guys resurrect Angelus, call me first, OK?

Angel

So, we're back.

Wesley

It would seem.

Angel

Look, I know things have been—

Cordelia

(walks down the stairs) Sorry, Angel. But if this is the speech about how the worst is behind us, you may want to save it for later.