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Woman walking beside him: --

You sure seem to bleed a lot. 

It's part of the job.

At Cordy's apartment Angel takes down the whiteboard. 

Wesley: 

Good idea. 

Start over with a fresh slate. 

ANGEL : 

Actually, we're starting over with NO slate. 

Wesley: 

Of course. We shouldn't be keeping score. 

We're not running a race - we're doing a job - one soul at a time. 

ANGEL : 

You guys hold the fort. 

I've somewhere to be.

Angel picks up the phone at a prison visitor booth. 

ANGEL :

Hey. 

FAITH : 

Hey. 

ANGEL : 

How you doing? 

FAITH : 

Pretty good, I guess. 

I did sign up for this. 

ANGEL : 

Regretting the choice? 

FAITH : 

Bad day. One of the girls in the yard tried to build a rep by throwing down with me. 

She had low self esteem, and a home-made knife, so.. 

ANGEL : 

Oh. - Is she - you know - alive? 

FAITH : 

She lives to tell the tale. 

Took the knife away - 

and I can't say much for the wrist it came in. 

ANGEL : 

So you didn't kill her. 

FAITH :
I really wanted to. 

Took a big beating from the guards, too. 

ANGEL : 

Sorry.

FAITH : 

Earned worse. 

Guys like us kind of got it coming. 

ANGEL : 

I had to sing Barry Manilow. 

FAITH : 

You're kidding. 

ANGEL : 

In front of people. 

FAITH (trying not to laugh): 

And here I am talking about my petty little problems. 

ANGEL : 

Just wanted to give you a little perspective. 

FAITH : 

Copacabana? 

ANGEL : 

Mandy. 

I don't wanna dwell on it. 

FAITH : 

The road to redemption is a rocky path. 

ANGEL : 

That it is. 

FAITH : 

You think we might make it? 

ANGEL : 

We might. - -  

Food getting any better? 

FAITH : 

You know, it's not that different from what I grew up on. 

It's a little one note. 

Eating the same thing every day. 

ANGEL : 
I wonder what that's like. 

FAITH : 

 Right.. 

FADE TO BLACK

During the credits we get some more takes of Angel singing Mandy