Getting the Move On
Buffy is in her bedroom, packing a large black suitcase. Dawn is running in and out gathering items. Faith walks in and sits on Buffy’s bed.
FAITH: Well that’s it then, you’re just gonna hop the next bird and say see ya?
BUFFY: I’m not leaving for good, see, I’m only packing one suitcase.
FAITH: Yeah, black hole number one. B, why are you going?
BUFFY: Why, you have to ask why?
FAITH: Yeah, I have to ask. I realize the two of them got your blood boiling at one point, but you said yourself you’re so over them. Why pretend to be the calvary for the exs?
BUFFY: Look, I still care about both of them. Spike sacrificed himself for us, remember that? And Angel, how many apocalypses would have succeeded if it wasn’t for him? No, I can’t just not know what happened to them. The fight might not be over
FAITH: Ok, but what if it is? What if all you come back with is two fists full of dust? Will it be worth it?
BUFFY: They need me.
FAITH: Ah, this is what’s got your lace all twisted. They need you and we don’t. So let’s ride off into the sunset and save the day.
BUFFY: No, this is so not what it’s about. Why do you assume everything revolves around you?
FAITH: I didn’t say me. But since you brought it up, you’re pissed because I took over the slayerettes training. The minute I became better at it then you, off you run to lala land.
BUFFY: Oh, you’re better at it than I am. No I seem to remember stepping aside to give you a chance to prove yourself. Look, all of this doesn’t matter. At the moment, Angel and Spike are more important than the girls training. I just want to help. (Buffy pauses, looking outside). And I would think you’d want to too (looking back at Faith). After all Angel did to help you, you’re just going to let him… (Buffy can’t finish this sentence.)
FAITH: Die?
Buffy looks her in the eye, arms crossed. Faith looks away.
FAITH: No, I don’t want him to die. But Giles made a really good argument why we shouldn’t go.
BUFFY: We? Did I hear that right. You said we?
FAITH: Oh, like I’d let you be the hero in this little drama. I’d never hear the end of it.
Faith smiles as she points to a knapsack in the doorway.
FAITH: See, I even packed faster than you. Get a move on B, we gotta go. Come on lil sis, times awastin.
Buffy smiles back and starts packing faster.
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