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Faith : You OK?
Wes : Five by five.

Faith : Can I just ask —-- what the hell are you people doing?
Wes : Leading complicated lives, obviously.

Faith : I'm not gonna kill him, Wesley. Angelus. I don't care what you thought you sprung me for. Angel's the only one in my life who's never given up on me. There's no way I'm giving up on—-
Wes : I know. That's why it had to be you.

Fred : Hello, Faith, I'm—-
Faith : Fred. Yeah, Wes kinda gave me the skinny on you.
Fred : Oh.

Faith : Cordelia, you have every right to feel that way about me. You have no reason to trust me, but I don't have loads of time, so why don't we save it until after this is over. Cool? OK, let's get down to it. We're gonna keep this hunting party tight. Gunn, right?
Gunn : Yeah.
Faith : Love the name. I hear you're a good fighter.
Gunn : I hold my own.
Faith : That's a shame. You're with me, Wes, and the kid.

Connor : So, vampire slayers. I was told about them. How come you're always girls?
Faith: I dunno. Better at it, I guess.

Faith : You thought it was Angelus. You can't listen, you're no good to me. Get him out of here. Someone take him back to the hotel.
Connor : What?
Gunn : Yeah, easier said. The kid's got a history of not doing what he's told.
Faith : He'll do what I tell him.

O r p h e u s . . .

Faith : 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.

Faith : Me, I'm guessing it's more like "Angelus, this is your life," because lack-of-hygiene world sure ain't mine.

Faith : Way I figure, I've got one last job: baby-sit the psycho 'til they shove a soul up your--
Angelus : Not gonna happen.
Faith : Then, I'm whatever... dust in the wind. Candle in the wind. There'll be a general wind theme.

Faith : Dude, you just rescued a puppy.

Faith : You kiss your mama with that mouth?
Angelus : No, but I ate her with it. 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.

Angel : Faith, get up! Are you listening?
Faith : Angel, I'm dying.
Angel : Yeah. It's a lot easier than redemption, huh?
Angelus : Always so concerned with the human condition. It's no big mystery, man. They suffer, they die. That's what they're there for.
Angel : I'm not perfect, Faith. Even with a soul, I've done things I wished a thousand times I could take back.
Angelus : Yeah, like those Manilow concerts.

Angel : 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...
Angel : Right. We can't have that.
Faith : No.

Faith : Been a good show.
Gunn : Yeah, sit back and let the girl do all the heavy lifting.
Wes : That's pretty much it.