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B t V S  s a i s o n  7 . . .

D i r t y  G i r l s . . .

Willow : This girl's bleeding badly. We have to get her to the hospital.
Faith : Yep. Guess I'm back in Sunnydale.

Faith : Something's killing girls all over the world, trying to end the slayer line. Thing like that, figure I might get a heads up.
Willow : Faith...
Faith : Guess it doesn't really matter as long as you got the true slayer intact.
Willow : You were in prison. Figured you were safe there.
Faith : Yeah, that's prison. Safe as a kitten.
Willow : Sorry, I... don't know much about the big house. Was it— I mean, did something happen in there?
Faith : Someone came at me with a nasty looking knife. Didn't really know why 'til now.
Willow : Oh, Faith, we didn't—
Faith : Forget it. It's cool. I get by.

Faith : Whatcha wanna do to her, vamp? Huh? Somthin' like this?
Spike : Nice punch you got there. Lemme guess. Leather pants, nice right cross, doe eyes, holier-than-thou glower... you must be Faith.
Faith : Oh, goodie. I'm famous.
Spike : Told you were coming. Bit of a misunderstanding here. I'm—
Faith : Spike. Yeah, we've met before.
Spike : We have? I don't think we— Bloody hell! What're you doing? I'm on your side.
Faith : Yeah? Maybe you haven't heard. I've reformed.
Spike : So have I. I reformed way before you did. Stop... hitting... me! We're on the same side.
Faith : Please. You think I'm stupid?
Spike : Well, yeah.

Buffy : Sorry, Faith. I didn't realize that was you.
Faith : It's all right, B. Luckily, you still punch like you used to.

Faith : Are you protecting vampires? Are you the bad slayer now? Am I the good slayer now?
Buffy : He's with me. He has a soul.
Faith : Oh, he's like Angel?
Spike : No.
Buffy : Sort of.
Spike : I am nothing like Angel.

Spike : Angel's dull as a table lamp. And we have very different coloring.
Faith : OK, catching up. Anything else I gotta know?
Buffy : Nice to have you back.

Faith : Whoa. Memory Lane. Same old house.
Buffy : Yeah, well, every piece of furniture's been destroyed and replaced since you left, so, actually, new house.

Faith : Hey, got a spare bed for a wanted fugitive?
Giles : Hello, Faith.
Faith : Well, I guess "wanted" wasn't really accurate.
Dawn : Does she have to stay here? Because there's some nice hotels that welcome tried-to-kill-your-sister types.
Faith : Check it out. Brat's all woman-sized.

Spike : Not all that tension was about you. Giles was a part of a plan to kill me... for Buffy's own good.
Faith : Well, that makes me feel better about me... worse about Giles... kinda shaky about you.

Andrew : Faith. Her name alone invokes awe. Faith. A set of principles or beliefs on which you are willing to devote your life. The dark slayer. A lethal combination of beauty, power, and death. For years and years—or to be more accurate—months, Faith fought on the side of good, terrorizing the evil community. But like so many tragic heroes, Faith was seduced by the lure of the dark side. She wrapped evil around her like a large, evil Mexican serape. She became a cold-blooded killer. Nobody was immune to her trail of destruction. Not friends, not family... Not even the most pacifist and logical of races.
Amanda : What the hell are you talking about? I thought Faith killed a volcanologist.
Andrew : Silly, silly... Amanda. Why would Faith kill a person who studies Vulcans?
Amanda : He studied volcanoes. He was a professor.
Andrew : Ah, yes. Well, regardless...
Molly : I thought you weren't supposed to be doing this anymore—making up stories.
Andrew : I'm not. This is true. Except for that... possible... word misunderstanding. They're the things you need to know about. Faith... has a history not to be taken lightly. She's a killer. Never forget that. You must stay on guard around Faith at all times. Your very lives may depend on it.

Spike : You craving a moment alone in the dank, or can I bum one?
Faith : Well, I guess you can smoke all you want—the big C not really an issue.
Spike : Teeth get yellow after an eternity. Gotta watch that.

Faith : No more Starbucks for the wannabe's man. They've been spazzing for, like, hours.
Spike : Yeah, does get a bit much up there.
Faith : They're good girls. Just green is all.
Spike : So, why aren't you up there... imparting?
Faith : That's Buffy's thing. Anyway, I just spent a good stretch of time locked away with a mess of female-types. Kinda had my fill.
Spike : Hm. But you waited until Angel needed your help to bust out of jail.
Faith : Three squares, nice weight room, movie every third Sunday. Could've been worse.
Spike : What movie?
Faith : Last one was Glitter. I guess it couldn't have been worse.

Spike : You had the power to walk away anytime. Nothing to stop you.
Faith : I stopped me. I got dangerous for a while.
Spike : You over it?
Faith : More or less. I pull for the good guys now.

Faith : Do they just roam free around town?
Buffy : Well, normally, they show up out of nowhere, and then either stab or get stabbed, and then they run off. Looks like this guy wants to be found.
Faith : Lends weight to the whole "it's a trap" theory.
Buffy : I'm through waiting around for people to attack us.
Faith : Hey, I'm with you. Drop me in the hornet's nest, what the hell? You got a rough sitch here, trying to turn a bunch of little girls into an army...
Buffy : They're potential slayers, just like we were.
Faith : Right. Maybe they'll do as good as us.
Buffy : They're getting better.
Faith : I'll work with 'em. Some of 'em seem real eager. Fashion disasters, yeah, but they're ready to fight.

Buffy : Why did you come back?
Faith : Willow said you needed me. Didn't give it a lot of thought. Do you—Am I getting you want me to be not here?
Buffy : No, that's not what I meant. I'm... glad that you're here. It's good. Thank you.

Faith : Damn. I never knew you were that cool.
Buffy : Well, you always were a little slow.
Faith : I get that now.

E m p t y  P l a c e s . . .

Kennedy : You got enough to share?
Faith : Trade ya for a carton of cigarettes and some soap. Sorry. Habit. Shouldn't you be down at Hogwarts?
Kennedy : Probably.
Faith : All right. Playin' hooky. Score one for the boarding school brat. Anya's technique's probably a little different than what you're used to.
Amanda : Do you think there are gonna be questions about her sex life on the test? 'Cause I really hope I don't have to study all that.
Faith : Yeah. Whenever she starts talking about getting all sweaty with Xander like that I just remind her I had him first. Shuts her right the hell up.

Dawn : Hey, Buffy... How was Xander's mood, you know, exactly? And did you get a chance to talk to the doctor about the meds? Because it seemed like—
Faith : Hey, pipsqueak, why don't you go get some of the stuff you've already gotten from Giles?
Dawn : Or, um, we can talk about this later, maybe.

Amanda : This is so cool. Buffy would never let us do this. You are so cool. This woman is so cool!
Faith : Hey, hey, how old are you?
Amanda : 17.
Faith : Yeah, we're gonna get you a real nice 7-up, OK?

Robin : Looks like someone banged you up pretty well.
Faith : Yeah. Cops. Mostly.
Robin : Mostly?
Faith : Yeah. This one's from someone who just thinks she's a cop. It's my favorite of all my current bruises.
Robin : So someone who thinks she's a cop, huh? You gonna have to, like...ice her now or something like that?
Faith : I'm not gonna kill her. Wanted to, but didn't. By the way, bully for me since no one else said it.
Robin : For what? For not killing Buffy?
Faith : It's this new thing I'm tryin'.
Robin : She told me about you.
Faith : Believe every word.
Robin : So what changed? I mean... why didn't you fight back?
Faith : Other things matter more.
Robin : I think you're worried about her.
Faith : I think you need to brush up on your Buffy and Faith history.
Robin : All right, if you say so. But I read people pretty well. It's a thing I do.
Faith : You, uh, live around here, right?
Robin : Uh, no, not exact— Well, it's the center of town, really.
Faith : This town, walking anywhere after dark is like an extreme sport. Someone who didn't know you very well might think you were out lookin' for a fight or something. Maybe you got bigger issues than what's wrong with B. I read people, too.

Faith : Hey. Look, I swear I didn't want it to go this way—
Buffy : Don't.
Faith : I mean it, I—
Buffy : Don't... be afraid to lead them. Whether you wanted it or not, their lives are yours. It's only gonna get harder. Protect them, but lead them.

T o u c h e d . . .

Kennedy : I'll check the fuse box.
Faith : Don't bother. All the lights on the whole street just went out.
Caridad : Which means?
Faith : The people from the power company have got the hell out of Sunnydale.
Vi : I think I'm freaking out.

Giles : Are thinking of attacking the Bringers?
Faith : Maybe or… okay, we could kidnap one.
Kennedy : And what? Hold it ransom?
Xander : Yeah, I'll get the magazines and start ripping out the letters now. "Dear Mr. First, if you want your Bringer back… well, we'll be surprised because you've got like three million of them so please disregard this letter. Yours sincerely—"
Faith : I'm saying we think about getting us a Bringer and making it talk. Find out info on The First and Caleb that way.

Kennedy : I thought things would be different now but you keep shutting me down.
Faith : Things are different. Because now I'm your boss. Look, you guys, I'm not Buffy. I'm not the one who's been on your asses all this time. But I'm not one of you anymore, either. I'm your leader. Which means I go first and I make the rules and the rest of you follow after me. Is that clear? So Kennedy, back the hell off and let me do my job, all right?

The First/Maire Wilkins : I'd say better than fine. I'd say you're doing a bang-up job.
Faith : Get out.
The First/Maire Wilkins : Well, gosh! I think a "Hello" or a "Nice to see you" might be a little more welcome. It's the end of humanity Faith, not the end of courtesy.
Faith : You're wasting your time. I know who you are. What you are.
The First/Maire Wilkins : Yeah, nobody's explained to you how this works, have they? You see, I am part of The First, as you kids call it, but I'm also me. Richard Wilkins III, late mayor and founder of Sunnydale. Here, I'll prove it to you. Ask me a question only I know the answer to. Something like… where did I hide the moon pies in my office or who was my favorite character in Little Women. Meg. I know! Most people guess Beth but Meg, she's such a proper young lady. Remember when Jo burned her hair?
Faith : I know what you're doing and it's not going to work. But feel free to keep talking 'cause, hell, I could listen to you yap all night.
The First/Maire Wilkins : Hey, hey, hey! Language. You're a leader now. You keep throwing the H-E-double-hockey-sticks around, pretty soon the girls are going to pick up on it. Then what?
Faith : Hey, you let me worry about the girls.
The First/Maire Wilkins : Of course, of course. You're doing a great job with them, by the way. Much better than Buffy ever did. You were smart to kick her out.
Faith : That's not what we… Buffy got 'em this far.
The First/Maire Wilkins : Why are you protecting her? You think she cares about you? She nearly killed you, Faith.
Faith : It's different now.
The First/Maire Wilkins : No matter what you do, Buffy will always see you as a killer, not as a person. And now you have what she so desperately wants— the respect of these girls. All she needs is an excuse and she'll finish what she started when she stuck that knife in your belly. You stay on guard, Faith. Buffy's dangerous. If you're not careful, she'll destroy you. I'm just saying…

The First/Maire Wilkins : Deep down, you always wanted Buffy to accept you, to love you even. Why do you think that is?
Faith : You a shrink now?
The First/Maire Wilkins : You keep looking for love and acceptance from these people, these "friends" of yours, but you're never going to find it. The truth is nobody will ever love you. Not the way I love you.
Faith : Get out.
The First/Maire Wilkins : They'll forever see you as a killer.
Faith : I said get out.
The First/Maire Wilkins : I'll always be with you, firecracker. In everything you do.

Faith : Man, look at that. My hand's shaking. Demons, vampires, women in the penitentiary system, none of that freaks me out.
Robin : That's exactly what The First does. Finds your Achilles heel.
Faith : Nah, it just talked to me. What? It does a heel thing, too?
Robin : It's a phrase. Your weak spot.
Faith : Oh. The school thing. I was kind of absent that decade.

Andrew : So it turned out that all these stone tablets basically said the same thing. The First and Caleb are protecting something and we don't know exactly what it is but it's something powerful and they don't want the Slayers to get it. I'm thinking it could be a weapon and if we are looking for an arsenal—
Faith : You're not coming.
Andrew : If one is looking for an arsenal, well, what better place to find a—
Faith : Weapon. Okay, got it. Good. Good thinking, Andrew.
Andrew : It's a pleasure, Faith. Back to you.

E n d  o f  D a y s . . .

Faith : It's old… it's strong and it feels like… like it's mine. I guess that means it's yours.
Buffy : It belongs to the Slayer.
Faith : Slayer in charge… which I'm guessing is you.
Buffy : I honestly don't know. Does it matter?
Faith : It never mattered to me. Somebody has to lead. Let's vote for Chao-ahn. It's harder to lead people into a deathtrap if you don't speak English.
Buffy : It wasn't your fault.
Faith : I'm really not looking for forgiveness.
Buffy : You're not?
Faith: What do you want me to say? I blew it.
Buffy : You didn't blow it.
Faith : Tell that to—
Buffy : People die. You lead them into battle, they're going to die. It doesn't matter how ready you are or how smart you are… war is about death. Needless, stupid death.
Faith : So here's the laugh riot. My whole life I've been a loner.
Buffy : Is that the funny part? Did I miss something?
Faith : I'm trying to—
Buffy : Sorry! Sorry. Go.
Faith : No ties, no buddies, no relationships that lasted longer than… well, Robin lasted pretty long. Boy's got stamina.
Buffy : Principal Wood? And you? And in my—
Faith : Don't tell me you two got wriggly?
Buffy : No! No, we're just good friends… or mortal enemies depending on which day of the… Was that the funny part?
Faith : Okay, the point. Me, by myself, all the time. I'm looking at you, everything you have and, I don't know… jealous. Then there I am, everybody's looking to me, trusting me to lead them and I've never felt so alone in my entire life.
Buffy : Yeah.
Faith : And that's you, every day. Isn't it?
Buffy : I love my friends. I'm very grateful for them. But that's the price of being a Slayer.
Faith : There's only supposed to be one. Maybe that's why you and I can never get along. We're not supposed to exist together.
Buffy : Also, you went evil and were killing people.
Faith : Good point. Also a factor.
Buffy : But you're right. I mean, I guess everyone's alone but being a Slayer? There's a burden we can't share.
Faith : And no one else can feel it. Thank god we're hot chicks with superpowers.
Buffy : Takes the edge off.
Faith : Comforting.
Buffy : Mm-hmm.

C h o s e n . . .

Buffy : What do you think?
Xander : That depends. Are you in any way...kidding?
Buffy : You don't think it's a good idea?
Faith : It's pretty radical, B.
Giles : It's a lot more than that. Buffy, what you said, it—it flies in the face of everything we've ever—every generation has ever done in the fight against evil. I think it's bloody brilliant.
Buffy : You mean that?
Giles : If you want my opinion.
Buffy : I really do.
Willow : Whoa, hey. Not to poop on the party here, but I'm the guy that's gonna have to pull this thing off.
Faith : It is beaucoup d'mojo.
Willow : This goes beyond anything I've ever done. It's a total loss of control, and not in a nice, wholesome, my girlfriend has a pierced tongue kind of way.

Faith : Come on, you gotta have a little Faith.
Robin : I think I've had my share, thanks.
Faith : Well, I trundled right into that one, didn't I? Look, I'm sorry if it seemed like I was blowing you off the other day. I was just trying to, you know, blow you off.
Robin : Yeah, you know what, I figured that one out all by myself.
Faith : It's nothing personal. It's just after I get bouncy with a guy, there's not that much more I need to know about him.
Robin : That's bleak.
Faith : Way of the world.
Robin : That's good to know 'cause for a second there I thought it was more defensive, isolationist slayer crap.

Robin : Faith, there's a whole world out there that you don't even know about, and a lot of the men in it are pretty decent guys. They'd surprise you.
Faith : Guy looks at me, let's just say his priorities shift.
Robin : Why, because you're so hot?
Faith : It's what it is, yo.
Robin : Oh, please. I am so much prettier than you are. Oh, and, uh, for the record, our little encounter didn't exactly change my world.
Faith : You're tripping! That was rock 'em, sock 'em!
Robin : No, no, no, no. It was—it was—it was nice enough, you know, and you're—you're very, um... mm, enthused, and I think with a little more experience—
Faith : Dude, I got mad skills.
Robin : Yeah, of course. Let's finish up.
Faith : No, hell with that. We're going again, baby. You're gonna learn a little respect here, pal.
Robin : Faith— Make me a deal, all right? We live through this, you give me the chance to surprise you.
Faith : What would be the surprise?
Robin : You do know the meaning of the word, right?
Faith : Fine. Deal.
Robin : Good enough.
Faith : No way you're prettier than me.
Robin : A little bit, yeah.

Spike : Not to be a buzzkill, love, but my fabulous accessory isn't exactly tingling with power.
Buffy : I'm not worried.
Spike : I'm getting zero juice here, and I look like Elizabeth Taylor.
Faith : Cheer up, Liz. Willow's big spell doesn't work, it won't matter what you wear.

Faith : Looks like the hellmouth is officially closed for business.
Giles : There is another one in Cleveland. Not to spoil the moment.
Xander : We saved the world.
Willow : We changed the world. I can feel them, Buffy. All over. Slayers are awakening everywhere.
Dawn : We'll have to find them.
Willow : We will.
Giles : Yes, because the mall was actually in Sunnydale, so there's no hope of going there tomorrow.
Dawn : We destroyed the mall? I fought on the wrong side.
Xander : All those shops gone. The Gap, Starbucks, Toys "R" Us. Who will remember all those landmarks unless we tell the world about them?
Giles : We have a lot of work ahead of us.
Faith : Can I push him in?
Willow : You've got my vote.
Faith : I just want to sleep, yo, for like a week.
Dawn : I guess we all could, if we wanted to.
Willow : Yeah. The First is scrunched, so... what do you think we should do, Buffy?
Faith : Yeah, you're not the one and only chosen anymore. Just gotta live like a person. How's that feel?
Dawn : Yeah, Buffy. What are we gonna do now?