[TV Playing]
Fishermen discovered the body today,
the victim of a brutal stabbing.
Authorities and citizens alike were shocked
when the slain man was identified as Deputy Mayor Allan Finch.
Still reeling from the news,
Mayor Wilkins had this to say.
Mayor.'Mr. Finch was not only my longtime aide and associate,
he was a close personal friend.
I promise you I will not rest
until whoever did this is found and brought to justice.
Thank you very much.
Oh, honey, you're up.
Oh, it's just terrible, isn't it?
I want you to look into this.
Find out everything you can about the murder of the deputy mayor.
But that's...
I mean, that's... that's not really our jurisdiction,
is it?
It's no big, B.
We'll get into it if he wants.
Giles: No, Buffy's right.
The deputy mayor's murder was the result of human malice.
Nothing supernatural about it.
We don't know that for certain.
I say it merits investigation.
Which I'm sure the police are doing.
Meantime, if you ask me, there are better uses for the slayers' time.
Ah. But I don't believe I did...
ask you.
Considering the success of your previous adventure...
Don't let me interrupt.
Wait. Let me interrupt. I'm in a hurry.
What did you need?
Uh, psych class. Freud and Jung. Book me.
Happily.
Check out Giles, the next generation.
What's your deal?
Uh, I, uh...
Well...
I'm a...
New watcher.
Oh.
Does everybody know about you?
She's a friend.
Let's not exaggerate.
So...
you're the new watcher.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce.
I like a man with 2 last names.
I'm Cordelia.
And you teach psychology.
I take psychology.
She's a student.
Oh, well. I... yes.
In fact, I am...
here to watch...
girls.
Uh... uh, Buffy and Faith, to be specific.
Well, it's about time we got some fresh blood around here.
Ha ha.
Well...
Fresh.
Yes.
[Stamping]
Here we go.
Thanks.
So, welcome to Sunnydale.
My.
She's... cheeky, isn't she?
Uh, first word "jail," second word "bait."
[Clears Throat]
Well, uh...
where were we?
Done.
I mean, we were done, right?
Uh, yup.
Off to patrol. So we'll see ya.
One moment, girls.
I'm your commander now,
and on the matter of this murder, I am resolved.
Natural or super,
I want to know.
Fine by me.
Always ready to kick a little bad guy butt.
So, you gonna rat me out? Is that it?
Faith, we have to tell.
I can't pretend to investigate this.
I can't pretend that I don't know.
Oh, I see. But you can pretend that Angel's still dead
when you need to protect him.
I am trying to protect you.
Look, if we don't do the right thing,
it's only gonna make things worse for you.
Worse than jail for the rest of my young life?
No way.
Faith, what we did was...
Yeah. We.
You were right there beside me
when this whole thing went down.
Anything I have to answer for, you do, too.
You're a part of this, B. All the way.
Hey.
Where's Faith?
I saw her around.
Figured you two were gonna go kill
some more nasty stuff.
Not right now.
I... I, um, I think she bailed.
- That's why... - Actually, I...
Um... you go ahead.
I'm late.
I-I'm meeting Michael.
The warlock guy?
We're still trying to de-rat Amy.
OK.
So see ya.
See ya.
So, uh...
you heard the man scream about what time last night?
Oh, I'm not sure.
7:00, maybe 8:00.
Could you be more specific, say between 7:30 and 8:00?
Your hand.
Oh. It's OK.
[Shredder Humming]
It's not working.
It's supposed to do something besides shred?
It's supposed to cheer me up.
Usually using the shredder gives me a lift.
It's fun.
And today you're not getting the ya-yas.
No.
[Shredder Humming]
Guess it'll take more than this
to turn my frown upside down.
I just don't understand
why Allan would leave such a paper trail about our dealings.
Do you think he was going to betray me?
Oh, now, that's a horrible thought.
And now he's dead, I'll never have the chance to scold him.
Maybe this will change your mood.
What is it?
Bombshell.
The deputy mayor had wooden splinters in his wound.
Struck right through the heart with a sharp, pointed object.
Now, word is, someone was fighting vampires
not a block away from the scene.
Smart money says it was a slayer who did this job.
Do you think he talked? To them?
If he did,
I'm thinking he said the wrong thing.
Well, this is exciting.
A slayer up for murder one.
That's sunshine and roses to me. It really is.
[Chuckling]
[Door Opens]
I'm telling you, we did the world a favor.
This guy was as about as interesting as watching paint dry.
Faith.
I'm joking.
Jeez, lighten up a little, B.
He came out of nowhere.
I know.
Whatever.
I'm not lookin' to hug and cry and learn and grow.
I'm just saying it happened quick, you know?
You know what? Let's just blow.
Who cares what this guy was about?
It's kind of moot now, don't you think?
I don't think he was in that alley by chance.
I think he was looking for us.
I'd like to know why.
So, what, you think there's some big conspiracy?
You were saying?
So his papers are gone.
That doesn't prove anything.
Except that somebody didn't want us to prove anything.
Mayor: Get as many men on it as you can.
Trick: Yeah. We'll be wanting to turn up the heat.
So the mayor of Sunnydale is a black hat.
It's a shocker, huh?
Actually, yeah.
I didn't get the bad guy vibe off of him.
When are you going to learn, B?
It doesn't matter what kind of vibe you get off a person.
'Cause 9 times out of 10,
the face they're showing you is not the real one.
I guess you know a lot about that.
What is that supposed to mean?
Just look at you, Faith.
Less than 24 hours ago, you killed a man.
And now it's all zippity doo-dah.
It's not your real face and I know it.
I know what you're feeling because I'm feeling it, too.
Do you? So fill me in 'cause I'd like to hear this.
Dirty. Like something sick creeped inside you
and you can't get it out.
And you keep hoping that it was just some nightmare,
but it wasn't.
And we're going to have to figure out...
Is there going to be an intermission in this?
Just let me talk to Giles, OK? I swear...
No. We're not bringing anybody else into this.
You got to keep your head, B.
This is all going to blow over in a few days.
And if it doesn't?
If it doesn't, they got a freighter
leaving the docks at least twice a day.
It ain't fancy, but it gets you gone.
And that's it?
You just live with it?
You see the dead guy in your head every day
for the rest of your life?
Buffy, I'm not going to see anything.
I missed the mark last night and I'm sorry about the guy.
I really am, but it happens.
Anyways, how many people do you think we've saved by now, thousands?
And didn't you stop the world from ending?
Because in my book, that puts you and me in the plus column.
We help people.
It doesn't mean we can do whatever we want.
Why not? The guy I offed was no Gandhi.
I mean, we just saw he was mixed up in dirty dealings.
Maybe, but what if he was coming to us for help?
What if he was?
You're still not seeing the big picture, B.
Something made us different.
We're warriors. We're built to kill.
To kill demons.
But it does not mean that we get to pass judgment on people
like we're better than everybody else.
We are better.
That's right, better.
People need us to survive.
In the balance, nobody's going to cry over some random bystander
who got caught in the crossfire.
I am.
Well, that's your loss.
Buffy.
Stein: Tell me again.
You got home at what time last night?
Late. Um, a little past 1:00, I guess.
Maybe you can explain to me what a girl your age is doing out all night.
Just hanging.
Hanging. By yourself?
No. I was with my friend Buffy.
We were at Faith's watching TV.
Stein: What did you watch?
Some old movie.
Infomercial.
Hmm, that's funny
'cause I got a couple of witnesses who put you near the alley.
Witnesses?
Somebody stabbed this guy through the heart.
Strange thing is, the weapon,
it was made out of wood.
Any of this mean anything to you?
Yeah. That whoever did it wasn't hip to the Bronze Age.
Is that it? I'm kinda beat.
Yeah, I have enough for now.
Buffy, if you know something,
if you're protecting someone,
I promise you it'll be better for everyone if you just come clean.
You mean am I covering for someone?
Hardly. I'm not the "throw myself on the sword" type.
I wish I could help you.
Well, call me if you remember anything.
[Keys Jingle]
[Car Engine Starts]
[Tapping]
Hey.
I need to talk to you.
Good. 'Cause I've been letting things fester.
And I don't like it.
I want to be fester-free.
Yeah, me, too.
I mean, don't get me wrong.
I... I completely understand
why you and Faith have been doing the bonding thing.
You guys work together.
You... You should get along.
It's more complicated than that.
But, see, it's that exact thing
that... that's just ticking me off.
It's this whole slayers only attitude.
I mean, since when wouldn't I understand?
You talk to me about everything.
It's like all of a sudden I'm not cool enough for you
because I can't kill things with my bare hands.
[Crying]
Oh, oh, Buffy, don't cry.
I'm sorry. I was too hard on you.
Sometimes I unleash.
I don't know my own strength.
It's bad. I'm bad.
I'm a bad, bad, bad person.
Will, I'm in trouble.
And Faith acts like she doesn't even care.
And the way she talks, it's like she didn't even make a mistake.
Do you think she's, like, in shock?
I don't know.
And I think that detective knows more than he's saying.
I think he knew that I was lying.
You have to go to Giles, Buffy.
He'll know what to do.
Giles?
Buffy.
I don't really know how to say this,
so I'm... I'm just going to say it.
I know I've kept things from you before, but...
But, um, but I've been blowing off my classes.
You know, in... in the sense of not attending. And, uh...
Faith: It's OK, Buffy.
I told him.
You told him?
I had to.
He had to know what you did.
What I did?
Giles, no. That's just not what happened.
I don't want to hear it, Buffy.
No, it...
I don't want to hear any more lies.
You can't be serious. You're setting me up?
Get in my office now.
Faith, I'll talk to you in the morning.
Giles, please, you have to...
Now!
Um...
Sorry.
Giles, I didn't do this. I swear.
Look, I know that I messed up badly,
but the murder...
It was Faith. I know.
She may have many talents, Buffy,
but fortunately, lying is not one of them.
Oh.
Oh, God.
I thought...
I'm sorry.
I needed her to think that I was on her side.
I don't know how far she'll take this charade.
Try far.
Like all the way.
You should have come to me right off.
I know. Well, I wanted to.
But Faith wouldn't hear of it.
It's not all her fault, Giles.
We both thought it was a vampire.
I only realized it a second before.
Buffy, this is not the first time
something like this has happened.
It's not?
The slayer is on the front line of a nightly war.
It's tragic, but accidents have happened.
What do you do?
Well, the Council investigates,
um, metes out punishment if punishment is due.
But I... I have no plan to involve them.
I mean, it's the last thing Faith needs at the moment.
She's unstable, Buffy.
I mean, she's utterly unable to accept responsibility.
She's freaking.
So... So then we just have to help her deal, right?
She's in denial. There is no help for her
until she admits what happened.
I could talk to her.
Perhaps.
Or maybe I'm too close.
Maybe... Maybe one of the guys could.
We should meet.
It may be that they're seeing a different side of her.
OK.
In the meantime,
no one else is to know. Understood?
Buffy: Of course.
Giles: This is extremely delicate.
If we scare her off now,
we may lose her forever.
Yes, hello. Mr. Travers, please. Quentin Travers.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce calling.
The code word?
Monkey.
M-O-N-K...
Just put him on, will you? This is an emergency.
Willow: Well, maybe we should all talk to Faith together.
You mean, like that intervention thing that you guys did on me?
As I recall, Xander and I nearly came to blows.
You nearly came to blows, Buffy.
I nearly came to loss of limbs.
No, Faith is too defensive for a confrontation like that.
She'll respond better to a one-on-one approach.
I can be the one... on her one.
Let's rephrase.
I think she might listen to me.
We kind of have, um, a connection.
A connection?
Why would you think that...
I'm just saying it's worth a shot. That's all.
No, I don't see it, Xander. I mean, of all of us,
you're the one person arguably
that Faith has had the least contact with.
Yeah, but we hung out a little...
recently, and she seemed to be, um, responsive.
Buffy: When did you guys hang out?
Oh, she was fighting one of those, uh,
apocalypse demon things and I helped her.
Gave her a ride home.
And you guys talked?
Not extensively, no.
Then why would you...
Oh.
Oh!
I don't need to say "oh." I got it before.
They slept together.
Giles: Fine, fine, let's... let's move on.
All right. Look, I know that you mean well, Xander, but, um,
I just don't see Faith opening up to you.
She doesn't take the guys that she has a connection with very seriously.
And they're... they're kind of a big joke to her. No offense.
Oh, oh, no, I mean, why would I be offended by that?
However, if you still want to be of assistance,
I need some help with research.
There's still the business
of the mayor and Mr. Trick to attend to.
Yeah, they seemed pretty cozy the other night.
Willow, can you access the mayor's files?
What? Oh, sure. I can try.
Good, because clearly we, uh, we need to take a harder look at him.
He's, um, he's obviously up to something.
What about Faith?
I don't know.
I need time.
She needs help now.
I owe her that.
* Disappointment stops by *
* From time to time *
* See how I'm doin' *
* And he came by last night *
* Right after you left *
* My life in ruin *
* When I don't get what I want *
* The spoiled child inside *
[Knock On Door]
* Breaks down *
What?
I just, uh, came by to see how you are, actually.
I'm sick of people asking me that, for one thing.
Can I come in?
Just to talk. I promise.
Like you could make something happen if I didn't want it to?
Hey, yeah. You got me there.
Pretty much not going to try to take you under any circumstances.
See? Here, feel that.
Probably like a wet noodle to you, huh?
5 minutes.
That's all I need.
For talking and conversation.
I'm, um, quick as a bunny.
Clock is running.
It's just, uh,
I heard about what happened,
and I thought you might need a friend.
So then, go talk to Buffy. She's the one who killed a guy.
Yeah. I heard that version.
Version?
Either way, it sounds like it was an accident,
and that's the important part.
No, the important part
is that Buffy is the accidental murderer.
Faith, you may not think so, but I sort of know you.
And I've seen you post-battle.
And I know firsthand that you're, um, like a wild thing.
And half the time, you don't know what you're doing.
And you're living proof of that, aren't you?
See, you're trying to hurt me.
But right now, you need someone on your side.
What happened wasn't your fault.
And I'm willing to testify to that in court if you need me.
You'd dig that, wouldn't you?
To get up in front of all your geek pals
and go on record about how I made you my boy toy for a night.
No, no, no, no, that's not it.
I know what this is all about.
You just came by here 'cause you want another taste,
don't you?
No. I mean, it was nice.
It was great.
It was kind of a blur.
But, OK,
someday, sure, yea, but not now.
Not like this.
More like how then?
Lights on or off?
Kinks or vanilla?
Faith, come on.
I came here to help you.
I thought we had a connection.
Ha ha ha.
You want to feel a connection?
It's just skin.
I see... I want... I take.
I forget.
No.
Wait. It was more than that.
I could do anything to you right now, and you want me to.
I can make you scream.
[Breathing Heavily]
I could make you die.
[Gasping]
Finally decided to tie me up, huh?
I always knew you weren't really a one slayer guy.
Sorry about the chains.
It's not that I don't trust you.
Actually, it is that I don't trust you.
The thing with Xander, I know what it looked like,
but we were just playing.
And he forgot the safety word.
Is that it?
Safety words are for wusses.
I bet you're not big on trust games, now, are you, Faith?
You going to shrink me now? That it?
No, I just want to talk to you.
That's what they all say.
And then it's just, "Let me stay the night.
Won't try anything."
You want to go the long way around? Hey, I can do that.
I'm not getting any older.
How's she doing?
It's like talking to a wall.
Only you get more from a wall.
But you'll keep trying, right?
Sure. We're just getting started.
So, what do I do?
Look, right now, there's nothing that you can do.
Well, this could take awhile, right?
So, I'll just go to Faith's and I'll get some of her stuff.
That way she'll see that we're on her side.
That's a good idea.
OK, I'll be back.
Look, I...
I don't want you to get your hopes up, Buffy.
She may not want us to help her.
She does. She just doesn't know how to say it.
She killed a man.
That changes everything for her.
No. Giles said with counseling,
they might not even need to lock her up.
That's not what I mean.
She's taken a life.
I know.
She's got a taste for it now.
Not one slayer, but two. Right here in the building.
There was supposed to be a guard.
Shh. Here comes my favorite part.
Where the slayers see us in the hall together, thick as thieves.
Oh, wait, we are thieves and worse. And now they know it.
Well, they're not going to be much of a threat in jail.
We don't have near enough evidence to put them away.
No, you're going to have to come up with a more efficient solution.
And Mr. Trick, you better think of it soon.
I know what's going on with you.
Join the club. Everybody seems to have a theory.
But I know what it's like to take a life.
To feel a future, a world of possibilities,
snuffed out by your own hand.
I know the power in it.
The exhilaration.
It was like a drug for me.
Yeah? Sounds like you need some help. A professional, maybe.
A professional couldn't have helped me.
It stopped when I got my soul back.
My human heart.
Goody for you.
If we're going to party, let's get on with it.
Otherwise, could you let me out of these things?
Faith, you have a choice.
You've tasted something few ever do.
I mean, to kill without remorse is to feel like a god.
Right now, all I feel is a cramp in my wrist, so let me go!
But you're not a god.
You're not much more than a child.
Going down this path will ruin you.
You can't imagine the price for true evil.
Yeah? I hope evil takes MasterCard.
You and me, Faith,
we're a lot alike.
Time was, I thought humans existed just to hurt each other.
But then I came here.
And I found out that there are other types of people.
People who genuinely wanted to do right.
And they make mistakes.
And they fall down.
You know, but they keep caring.
Keep trying.
If you can trust us, Faith, this can all change.
You don't have to disappear into the darkness.
[Pounding On Door]
What?
By the order of the Watcher's Council of Britain,
I am exercising my authority
and removing you to England,
where you will accept the judgment
of the Disciplinary Committee.
I'm sorry for the extreme measures.
Unfortunately, this is a rather extreme circumstance.
Whatever.
Please believe nobody is rushing to judgment.
The first priority of both myself and the Council
is to help you.
Now, none of that. Tighten her restraints.
Faith, there's no point in fighting this.
Ooh!
Have to disagree with you on that one.
Now unlock these or I'll pop this guy's head like a grape.
Don't even think about it.
Faith, you can't keep running.
Wrong again, Wes.
It was the new watcher. He had a couple of guys helping him.
Then he figured it out?
Which means that Faith will be
soon on her way back to England to face the Watcher's Council.
And then what?
Giles: Most likely they'll lock her away
for a good long while.
So we head them off at the airport and stop them.
Can I... I'm just wondering. Why?
I'm not the most objective, I know.
I kind of have an issue with Faith sharing my people.
But she murdered someone and accused Buffy.
Then she hurt Xander.
I hate to say it, but maybe she belongs behind bars.
Buffy: She's out of control, I know.
But Angel was getting somewhere with her. She was opening up.
If we could just stop Wesley...
That's no longer an issue.
You let her get away?
"Let" wouldn't be the way I'd phrase it,
but, yes, she escaped.
That's good work. First, you terrorize her,
then you put her back in the streets.
That was hardly my plan.
I was trying to save her.
But you didn't. You probably destroyed her.
Buffy, that's enough.
I better find her before she does any more damage.
We're going to need to split up.
I'll check the docks. That's probably where she is.
Giles, why don't you go to her motel?
Xander, Willow, her haunts and be careful.
I'll try the airport.
What can I do? I want to help.
You still got your ticket back to the mother country?
You don't give up, do you?
Not on my friends, no.
Yeah, because you and me are such solid buds, right?
We could be. It's not too late.
For me to change and be more like you, you mean?
Little Miss Goody Two Shoes?
It ain't gonna happen, B.
Faith, nobody is asking you to be like me,
but you can't go on like this.
Scares you, doesn't it?
Yeah, it scares me.
Faith, you're hurting people. You're hurting yourself.
But that's not it.
That's not what bothers you so much.
What bugs you is you know I'm right.
You know in your gut we don't need the law. We are the law.
- No. - Yes.
You know exactly what I'm about 'cause you have it in you, too.
No, Faith, you're sick.
I've seen it, B. You've got the lust.
And I'm not just talking about screwing vampires.
Don't you dare bring him into this.
It was good, wasn't it? The sex? The danger?
Bet a part of you even dug him when he went psycho.
No.
See, you need me to toe the line
because you're afraid you'll go over it, aren't you, B?
You can't handle watching me living my own way,
having a blast, because it tempts you.
You know it could be you.
There's my girl.
No. I'm not going to do this.
Why not? It feels good. Blood rising.
Oh!
[Grunting]
I hear once you've tasted a slayer,
you never want to go back.
[Stabs]
Oh, no.
No, this is no good at all.
So she saved you.
She could have left me there to die, Giles, but she didn't.
She opted to come back to town with you then.
That bodes well.
She still has a lot to face
before she can put this behind her.
I'm not going to give up on her.
[Sighs]
Then I think she stands a chance.
You sent your boy to kill me.
That's right, I did.
He's dust.
I thought he might be,
what with you standing here and all.
I guess that means you have a job opening.
Grr! Arrgh!