FAITH: They told me my lawyer was here to see me. You my lawyer now, Wes?
WESLEY: Hello, Faith. How are you?
FAITH: Still alive. Never thought I'd live long enough to see you paying
me a visit.
WESLEY: A lot's happened.
FAITH: Whatever it is suits you. I mean, you're looking... Good.
WESLEY: You know what's going on in L.A.?
FAITH: Seen the news, sure. Never-ending night, rain of fire. Team Angel
must really have their hands full.
WESLEY: You don't know the half of it.
FAITH: But you're here to fill in the blanks for me. Why?
WESLEY: We need you.
FAITH: Well, uh, I hate to wet the paper for you, Wes, but I'm kinda
unavailable right now. Maybe you want to check back in a few decades
when my parole comes up.
WESLEY: You need to know—
FAITH: It's Armageddon again. I dig. The last thing you need's me
in the mix. Besides, Angel'll come shining through in the end like
he always does.
WESLEY: Angel's gone, Faith. Angelus is back.
FAITH: Step away from the glass.
FAITH: You OK?
WESLEY: Five by five.
- Salvage

FAITH: A kid. Angel's got a kid.
WESLEY: Connor.
FAITH: A teenage kid born last year.
WESLEY: I told you he grew up in a hell dimension.
FAITH: Right. And, what, Cordelia spent her last summer as—
WESLEY: A divine being.
FAITH: Uh-huh. Can I just ask... what the hell are you people doing?
WESLEY: Leading complicated lives, obviously.
FAITH: Unleashing Angelus to help you stop this demon who put the
lights out. That's just...
WESLEY: The Beast. The demon who put out the lights—called the Beast.
FAITH: Gas to the flame's all I'm saying.
WESLEY: I wouldn't worry about the police coming after you. Not yet.
With everything that's happening, an escaped convict won't even
register on their radar.
FAITH: I'm not gonna kill him, Wesley. Angelus. I don't care what you
thought you sprung me for. Angel's the only one in my life who's never
given up on me. There's no way I'm giving up on—
WESLEY: I know. That's why it had to be you. Just wondering if you're up to it.
FAITH: If I'm—?
WESLEY: You have no idea what it's like out there. It's a vampire
demon free-for-all all the time. Maybe you're a little rusty.
FAITH: Maybe I am.
WESLEY: Maybe we should find out.
FAITH: What did you have in—
WESLEY: Ah. (points over his shoulder to Faith) She's the one you want.
(Faith's still fighting off the vampires. Wesley tosses a stake to
her. She stakes and dusts the vampires with ease. )
WESLEY: Thought you could use a little release. Feel natural?
FAITH: Ah, it's like riding a biker.
- Salvage