ILLYRIA: This day. What name is it given in your cycle of days?

WESLEY: I give it... Monday.

ILLYRIA: And this conversation. We've had it before.

WESLEY: Well, yes, we've... discussed our system of temporal measurement and our technology, weights and measures, local customs, world history...

ILLYRIA: You are my guide.

WESLEY: Apparently.

ILLYRIA: You're more than that.

WESLEY: Really?

ILLYRIA: You are my betrayer. When you shattered the Window of Orlon, you meant to change the past, to rewrite your history and the history of this body.

WESLEY: And instead I brought back more painful memories.

ILLYRIA: It was a failure.

WESLEY: I've come to understand how irreversible the works of time are.

ILLYRIA: But you intended to alter them.

WESLEY: I wanted to bring back Fred.

ILLYRIA: And destroy me!

WESLEY: As an unavoidable consequence. Does it sting you... my betrayal?

ILLYRIA: Betrayal was a neutral word in my day, as unjudged a word as water or breeze. No. Or perhaps... I am only bothered because I am bothered.

WESLEY: That sounds very close to human.

ILLYRIA: Motes of dust. Mayflies who die so soon after they're born they might as well not live at all.

WESLEY: Now, now. Manners.

• 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