ILLYRIA: Odd. It doesn't exist until it cracks apart.

WESLEY: What's that?

ILLYRIA: Time.

WESLEY: You don't look altogether well.

ILLYRIA: Your opinion of me weighs less than sunlight.

(Illyria suddenly doubles over in pain, knocking over a glass of water from the edge of Wesley's desk onto the floor. Cut to the training room, Wesley pointing a large weapon-looking thing at Illyria)

WESLEY: Illyria!

ANGEL: Wes, do it now.

(cut to the observeration room, a repeat of the scene from before)

SPIKE: (to Angel) Got her winded at least, didn't I? (to Illyria) That's right, little Shiva. Reckon you'll think twice next time.

(commercial and back)

SPIKE: Good knee to the ribs does tend to catch up on you, doesn't it? (grins)

(Illyria gasps as she doubles over in pain. cut back to Wesley's office)

WESLEY: Illyria?

ILLYRIA: You tried to murder me.

(she kicks the desk hard, sending it toward the window, where it pins Wesley)

ILLYRIA: Again!

WESLEY: What? I haven't... I don't want you dead, believe me.

ILLYRIA: I was there. I saw it. (walks out)

• Wesley & Illyria

written by: Ben Edlund; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited & formatted by me.. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/angel/season5/transcripts/5x19_tran.php