UPDATE!! "Angel" will return to its old 9 p.m. Sunday timeslot one week only so that the WB can rerun "Orpheusm" the Willow-Faith episode pre-empted in many markets Wednesday by war coverage.
War coverage cut off the kinda important final five minutes of “Angel” on New York’s WPIX (and apparently on other eastern and central time zone affiliates). Until the WB can get a transcript on its own site (and if there is one, someone please forward the link), we offer this as a public service. Use the invisotext, Luke.
FAITH: Well, that vice
is plenty versa.
I even start,
it's only gonna
lead to hugging and--
ANGEL: No. We can't
have that.
FAITH: No. [Laughs]
Angel and Faith re-enter the hotel.
CONNOR: All right,
I get it.
I messed up.
FAITH: Hey, cheer up, punk.
That just makes you
one of us.
GUNN: You headed out?
FAITH: Hey, no tears,
big guy.
GUNN: Nah, I'm good.
I just wish
I could've seen you
kickin' the crap
outta junior here.
FAITH: It was pretty funny.
Both laugh.
FAITH: Wes.
WES: Faith.
FAITH: See? Brits know
how to say good-bye.
Angel here
wanted to hug.
ANGEL: No, I didn't.
FAITH: You ran
a good show.
GUNN (good-naturedly): Yeah, sit back
and let the girl do
all the heavy liftin'.
WES: That's pretty much it.
Willow and Fred enter the lobby from the office.
FRED: I think
that volume's outdated.
Uh, you'd know
better than me,
but there's
some interesting stuff
about hellmouth.
Might help.
WILLOW: This is great.
FRED: I have to say,
someday I'd love
to bend your ear
about
the pergamum codex.
I -I think
some of the really
obscure passages
are actually latin
translated
from a demonic tongue,
and they're kind
of a hoot. [Laughs]
All this stuff
about bacchanals
and spells, and -
actually I think
it's probably funnier
in Latin.
You know how that
is sometimes. [Laughs]
WILLOW: I'm seeing someone.
FAITH: Time goes by, Will.
WILLOW: Ok. Good.
Wagons west.
See you guys.
ANGEL: Willow.
FAITH: He's gonna tell you
how much he owes you.
WILLOW: Oh, don't mention it.
I got a slayer
out of the deal,
so we're
even steven. (Willow hugs Angel.)
I'll...
tell Buffy you said hi.
ANGEL: Good.
Thanks.
WILLOW: Oh, um,
next time you guys
resurrect Angelus,
call me first, OK?
Willow and Faith exit the building.
ANGEL: Ahem.
So we're back.
WES: It would seem.
ANGEL: Look, I know things
have been, uh--
Cordy dramatically descends the lobby staircase. All look up.
CORDELIA: Sorry, Angel...
but if this is the speech
about how the worst
is behind us...
[Cordelia sighs]
You may wanna
save it for later.
Cordy bares her gigantor belly.
