FAITH: Whatcha wanna do to her, vamp? Huh? Somethin' like this? (punches Spike)
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— (Faith kicks Spike in the torso) Bloody hell! What're you doing? I'm on your side.
FAITH: Yeah? Maybe you haven't heard. I've reformed. (punches Spike)
SPIKE: So have I. (punches Faith) I reformed way before you did. (Faith punches Spike) Stop... (punches Faith) hitting... (punches Faith again) me! We're on the same side.
FAITH: Please. You think I'm stupid?
SPIKE: Well, yeah.
FAITH: You were attacking that girl. (punches Spike)
Someone punches Faith in the face, knocking her down. Pan over to show it's Buffy.
BUFFY: Sorry, Faith. I didn't realize that was you.
FAITH: It's all right, B. Luckily, you still punch like you used to.
BUFFY: (glares at Faith a moment, then turns to Spike) You OK?
SPIKE: Yeah. Terrific.
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.
BUFFY: He fights on my side. (shrugs, looks at Faith) Which is more than I can say for some of us.
FAITH: Yeah, well if he's so good, what's he doing chasing down defenseless—
The young woman that Spike was chasing stands up, growls, and attacks Faith, knocking her down.
BUFFY: (points to the young woman) That's one of the bad guys.
FAITH: You should make 'em wear a sign.