"You demons can't resist a run-and-stumble, can you?" "One down... one gone." "So scabby demon got away?" "Scabby demon number 2 got away." "Scabby demon number one..." "Big check in the "slay" column." "I don't like this little "no mouth" thing." "It's disquieting." "Well, no mouth means no teeth." "Unless they have them somewhere else." "Giles:" "Good morning, girls." "We've been researching the mayor's forthcoming ascension." "It's pretty riveting stuff." "What do we know?" "What don't we know?" "Tell her, Giles." "Well, based on the supposed date..." "Graduation day... and the mayor being impervious to harm..." "I've cross-referenced..." "He's a cross-referencing fool." "And I've eliminated several possibilities." "It's not the ritual flaying of the demon Azorath... nor the, um..." "I don't know what's going to happen." "That was kind of an anticlimax." "Buffy:" "We don't know anything?" "The whole Faith-Angel thing was for nothing?" "No, no, no." "Um... if nothing else, Angel's charade has brought Faith's treachery into the open... and this information about the ascension will prove... useful." "Eventually, I just need to put it together." "Terribly sorry." "I was detained." "Official Council business." "Mr. Giles, you were speaking?" "I was just filling Buffy in on my progress regarding the research of the ascension." "Oh." "And what took up the rest of the minute?" "Touché." "Of course, my work is unofficial." "I'm sure, however... with the resources of the Council at your disposal... you will have something to add." "Well..." "I am pleased to state with certainty that the demon Azorath will not in any way be... involved in..." "I'm sure we'll find out more soon." "The demon Azorath?" "So, have you talked to Angel lately?" "Not really." "Seeing him bad, even pretend-bad... and with Faith... he only kissed her for the greater good." "I don't know." "To the naked eye, it looked like fun." "Or maybe it wasn't." "Maybe... he wasn't even tempted." "I just wish I could be sure." "As always, I advise you to ask." "Like he'd tell me?" "Student:" "Hogan!" "Great game, man!" "Thanks." "Hogan Martin thinks he's soooo hot!" "Like we should all be awed by him 'cause he can put a ball in the net." "Hey, Xander." "He said my name!" "He knows my name!" "Hey, Willow." " Hi." " Um..." "Look, I can't make the study session after school today." "Um... can we do it fifth period?" "OK." "Did you finish the reading?" "Most of it." "Percy..." "I'll finish it at lunch." "That's my little trooper." "I don't know what you're doing to him." "I actually heard him complete a sentence." "Had a clause and everything." "Going to watch the game, right?" "Wouldn't miss it." "See you, Hogan!" "Ladies." "You're going to the game?" "I didn't know you liked basketball." "I didn't, either... but I've really started getting into it." "Especially now that we're in the championships... it's so exciting." "Too bad you're patrolling... 'cause we're all going." "Oz, Xander, everybody." "Right." "Everybody who isn't currently Buffy." "You touched one of the demons." "A good touch." "Not a bad touch." "Anyway, it's been itching like crazy." "No big." "Just another problem for the good people at Lubriderm, right?" "This the demon in question?" "In the disgusting flesh." "Hmm..." "What?" "It says they can infect a host." "Infect?" "Infect?" "Giles!" " Hmm?" " Infect?" "!" "Oh." "Uh..." ""infect the host with an aspect of the demon."" "That's all it says." "An aspect of the demon?" "That's rather terse, isn't it?" "You mean like a part of it?" "There could be any number of explanations for your hand." "I mean, a new fabric softener can cause irritation." "In any case, I..." "I would advise not to attempt to track the one that got away." "Let's minimize your exposure." "A part of the demon." "I hope it's not the outside part." "H-O-G-A-N." "It's Hogan!" "Go Hogan!" "Is it me, or is this really lame?" "I don't know." "I usually enjoy lameness... and this is leaving me kinda cold." "Well, according to Freddy's latest editorial..." ""The pep rally is a place for" ""pseudo-prostitutes to provoke men" ""into a sexual frenzy... which, when thwarted, results in pointless athletic competition."" "And the downside being?" "The school paper is edging on depressing lately." "Have you guys noticed that?" "I don't know." "I always go straight to the obits." "What are you doing, Buffy?" "Nothing." "Checking for horns." "Ah, you know, Buffy, I don't even think Giles is right about you becoming like a demon." "I mean, he's totally burnt, you know... dealing with Faith and this ascension thing." "Between you and me, he's not doing his best work." "But what if he is right?" "I'm suddenly gonna grow this demon part... and we don't even know what it is." "It could be claws or scales..." "What?" "Was it a boy demon?" "T-O-M." "It's Tom!" "Go Tom!" "They really are very good." "Their spelling's improved." "You know, Oz, I look at all this beauty... all these healthy young women... and I wonder why I ever wasted my time on Cordelia." "I mean, look at her." "She's no better-looking than the rest of'em." "None of'em are really my..." "Oh, my God, he's looking at her!" "He's got his filthy... adult Pierce Brosnan-y eyes all over my Cordy." "You're a very complex man, aren't you?" "It's just I'm scared, Wil." "There's this thing in me, and I can't find it." "I can't stop it." "What if it changes me?" "I mean not just the way I look." "All of a sudden, I..." "I could be something that's not me anymore." "Yeah, whoo-hoo!" "Oh, sorry." "They spelled Percy... and... and I have to show support." "He's needy." "But..." "But I heard what you were saying, really... and... and I would be frightened, too... but I'm sure you're gonna be OK." "Still got a mouth." "Sorry." "It's OK." "I didn't see you... so I should've known you were there." "What are you doing here?" "It's a dangerous time, you know, with Faith." "Yeah, Faith." "She, well..." "Faith, what can you say about her?" "I just want to make sure that you're, you know, OK, that you're safe." "Well, the fact that you're right here..." "Does that mean Faith's around?" "Are you keeping me safe by tracking me, or are you tracking her?" "I'm tracking you." "Something's bothering you." "A lot of things... the most recent being this demon... actually, 2." "I touched one of them... and now I'm gonna get a big case of the bumpies or a tail or something." "Aspect of the demon." "You know the drill." "By rumor." "But that doesn't mean anything." "I mean, sometimes demons..." "they just exaggerate their power." "Demon hype..." "or maybe not." "I spend all my time in the dark here anyway." "It's not like I'd be at a game, you know, with my friends where someone could see me in my new monster part." "Hey." "I won't let anything happen to you if I can help it." "And no matter what, I'll always be with you." "Hey, I'll love you even if you're covered with slime." "I liked everything until that part." "Could you believe it?" "Right at the buzzer, 3 points for the win." "It was intense." "Yeah, for a minute there..." "I thought you were gonna make an expression." "I felt one coming on." "I won't lie." "Man, I've never seen anyone jump like Hogan Martin." "They should call him "TheJumper."" "Or a name that isn't an article of women's clothing." "Hey, remember..." "Shh." "Hmm." "Quietness." "We either lost... or we won, and you don't want me to feel bad." "Ooh, yeah, it wasn't really a good game." "Yeah, tall hoops, but then tall guys." "What's the point?" "Pretty dull." "Are you guys crazy?" "It was an incredible game." "I've never cheered so hard in my life." "I still have knee marks on my back." "From the pyramid." "Yeah, well, I still bet patrolling was way better... 'cause, wow, important." "Well, I thought I saw a 4-legged demon... but it was just a dog." "Weredog?" "Regular." "Tough luck." "Yeah." "Thinking:" "I wonder if she and Wesley have kissed." "It really bugs you, huh?" "What?" "Cordelia and Wesley smooching." "Man, you read my mind." "Ooh!" "Whoa there." "You watch where you're going now." "I'm sorry, Mr. Beach." "I will." "Thinking:" "Students." "If we could just get rid of all the students." "Boy:" "When I'm a software jillionaire... and you're all flippin'burgers... who's the loser then?" "Girl:" "Maybe I'll take French, I said." "How hard can it be?" "French babies learn it, idiot." "Boy:" "I swear, someday my pants are gonna fall right off." "Boy:" "God, Buffy is so beautiful." "I mean, look at that body." "God..." "I'd love to shove her against that locker right now and just..." "Ooh!" "Is this the thing, the aspect thing?" "Because I gotta say, if it is, it is way better than a tail." "I mean, I have a hard enough time as it is finding jeans that fit right." "Buffy, slow down." "I'm..." "I'm not even convinced that this is genuine mind reading." "Y-Y-You're most likely projecting your..." "When I walked in a few minutes ago... you thought, "Look at her shoes." ""If a fashion magazine told her to... she'd wear cats strapped to her feet."" "I, um... the demons are telepathic." "I should have known." "That's why they don't need mouths." "Of course." "The demons are telepathic." "I know." "You just told me." "That's why they don't need mouths." "And you should have known." "I..." "This is astounding." "It was happening out in the hallway." "Principal Snyder has Walk Like an Egyptian stuck in his head." "And the boys of the school are seriously disturbed." "It's weird, but, Giles, think about it." "I mean, think about what I could do." "It could be very useful." "You could anticipate your opponent's every move... turn his plans against him." "Oh, way better than that." "Jealousy." "Buffy!" "Right." "Very good." "Ms. Murray:" "Jealousy..." "I knew that." "...Clearly is the tool that Iago uses to undo Othello." "But what's his motivation?" "What reason does Iago give for destroying his superior officer?" ""Cassio has my place." "'Twixt my sheets, he's done my office. "" "Well, he was passed over for promotion." "Cassio was picked instead... and people were saying that Othello slept with his wife." "Buffy did the reading?" "Buffy understood the reading?" "Xander:" "When did she study?" "Was I supposed to study?" "Ms. Murray's kinda hot." "I was gonna say Cassio." "Ugh!" "I hate her." "Any other reason?" "Race!" "Um, good, Nancy." "Can't overlook that." "Boy:" "Look at them, scrambling for the teacher's praise like pigeons for old bread crusts." "Wil, who's that guy?" "That's Freddy Iverson." "He writes those editorials for the school paper." "He's sardonic." "Freddy:" "Bread crusts." "That's deep." "I should write that down." "Ms. Murray:" "Cites race as a motive." "Is there something else at work here?" "Well, he, um... he sort of admits himself that his motives are... spurious." "He..." "He does things because he enjoys them." "It's like he's not..." "he's not really a person." "He's a... the dark half of Othello himself." "[Students React] Wow!" "Whoa!" "Buffy." "Really." "Very astute." "I said something quite like that in my dissertation." "I know." "I mean, I agree... with that." "Yes, and doesn't that also explain Othello's readiness to believe Iago?" "Within seconds, he turns on Desdemona." "He believes that she's been unfaithful... and we're all like that." "We all have our little internal Iagos that tell us our husbands or our girlfriends or whatever don't really love us." "We can never really see what's in someone's heart." "Oh!" "Oh, sorry!" "Sorry about the daytime." "I just ducked out of school, and that's when they have it." "Um... you look good." "I mean, I..." "I know I saw you last night... but sometimes things can change real quick." "I mean, really quickly." "Listen to me." "I'm talking like Faith." "Not that she was so bad to have around, you know, before the evil." "You know, I think she was hurting a lot." "And some people..." "protective-type people..." "Might be drawn to that, I guess." "Well, the thing about Faith..." "You can't get into my mind." "How did you..." "Why not?" "It's like the mirror." "The thoughts are there... but they create no reflection in you." "You got your aspect of the demon." "Yeah." "Giles doesn't know how long it's gonna last, but it's OK." "A little headachy, but..." "You don't have to play games with me, Buffy... ever." "Well, you're not exactly "Joe, here's what I'm thinking."" "So ask me." "Oh, but that would've made sense." "What do you wanna know about?" "Faith?" "How I felt kissing her?" "Pretending to have no soul?" "Watching you suffer?" "Well, since you bring it up." "I hated hurting you..." "more than I could stand." "Look, the thing about Faith..." "I'd understand." "You know, she has that whole "bad girl" thing working for her." "Kissing her meant nothing." "I don't want a bad girl." "I've done that before." "I've lived a long time, Buffy, and I'm past that." "I've been with dozens of girls like her." "More." "Oh, this honesty stuff is fun." "I mean, there's no comparison." "In 243 years, I've loved exactly one person." "Who?" "It is me, right?" "Next time just ask." "OK." "And, Buffy, be careful with this gift." "A lot of things that seem strong and good and powerful... they can be painful." "Like, say, immortality?" "Exactly." "I'm dying to get rid of that." "Funny." "I'm a funny guy." "She can read our minds?" "Our every impulse and fantasy?" "Every one." "Oh, God." "I don't see what this has to do with me." "I don't see what this has to do with me." "Willow:" "Well, I think it's great, right?" "I mean, you enjoy your other slayer powers." "Yeah, it'll be fun." "And did you see Nancy Doyle's face in English class today?" "Yeah." "She's hardly even human anymore." "How can I be her friend now?" "She doesn't need me." "No, I do need you." "Cordelia:" "OK, what are you talking about?" "Because you are so creepy right now." "Giles:" "I think there must be some precedence for occurrences such as this." "I'll..." "I'll research it." "Wesley, can you give me a hand?" "Of course." "Where do you think we should start?" "Oz:" "I am my thoughts." "If they exist in her..." "Buffy contains everything that is me, and she becomes me." "I cease to exist." "Hmm." "Xander:" "What am I gonna do?" "I think about sex all the time." "Sex." "Help!" "4 X 5 is 30. 5 X 6 is 32." "Naked girls." "Naked women." "Naked Buffy!" "Oh, stop me!" "God, Xander!" "Is that all you think about?" "Actually?" "Bye!" "Xander has just illustrated something." "The chances are you're all going to be thinking whatever you least want Buffy to hear." "It's a question, of course, of mental discipline." "He's right." "Look at Cordelia." "No, don't look at Cordelia." "She's a student." "Oh, I am bad." "I'm a bad, bad man." "Excuse me." "What's it like, Buffy?" "I don't know." "It's a little weird, but, look, please don't for a second think that don't need you, because I do... and I wanna share this with you." "It's like all these doors are opening to all these little worlds... and I can just walk right inside." "Oz:" "No one else exists, either." "Buffy is all of us." "We think, therefore she is." "She knows so much." "She knows what Oz is thinking." "Before long, she'll know him better than I do." "No, don't think that." "I can't help it, Buffy." "I'm sorry." "I..." "I just can't." "If you don't need me, I'm gonna follow the redhead." "I guess I won't be writing that book winning friends through telepathy." "Whatever." "I wonder when I can go." "Whatever." "Can I go?" "Excuse me." "Can you hear me thinking in here?" "I could go out into the hall." "You know what?" "You stay." "I'm getting a headache." "I'll go." "She is so hot." "I hate my body." "I swear, I will scream from boredom." "No one's ever gonna love me." "What if I never get breasts?" "I can't believe the test is today." "Get rid of the students." "It's that easy." "What if I'm the last virgin in the world?" "He has the cutest butt." "I hate her." "Here." "It's happened before." "A man in Ecuador, quite recently." "Can we contact him?" "I'd say not." "He can't communicate with anyone." "Dead?" "No." "He's in complete isolation." "The power... he can't shut it off." "It's gotta get better." "Tell me it gets better." "I hate school." "Am I normal?" "When am I ever gonna to need to know algebra?" "Are you through with the mashed potatoes?" "She doesn't even know I'm here." "I want a car so bad." "Come on." "Come on." "Didn't she wear that skirt yesterday?" "She's OK." "She has the sweetest face I ever saw." "If I stand in just the right place..." "I can sorta see into the arm hole of her top." "The test is today." "[Buffy Hearing A Pandemonium OfThoughts]" "[Sinister Voice] This time tomorrow..." "I'll kill you all." "She's going nuts!" "[Buffy Hearing Pandemonium OfThoughts]" "She touched me!" "I think she's waking up." "She's OK." "Oh, thank goodness." "Xander:" "Her eyes are opening." "Cordelia:" "I'm cold." "Are you all right?" "I told them not to move you." "They probably severed your spinal cord." "I'm OK." "Buffy?" "No, really, I'm OK." "Listen, there's a killer in the cafeteria." "See?" "I've been saying for years that the lunch lady's gonna do us all in with that mulligan stew." "I mean, what the hell's a mulligan?" "Someone was thinking it." "They thought, "This time tomorrow, I'll kill you all."" "I have to find them." "Did you recognize a voice?" "No." "Willow:" "Boy or girl?" "I don't know." "It was hardly human." "It was so full of anger and pain." "[Pandemonium]" "Buffy, you can't." "No, I have to find them." "Are you sure they meant it?" "Xander:" "Yeah, who hasn't just idly thought about taking out the whole place with a semiautomatic?" "I said idly." "I know the difference." "He..." "She..." "Whoever..." "They meant it... and they're gonna do it." "She looks so tired." "How horrible." "Xander:" "I'll bet it was Hogan." "I'm not getting any warmer." "Shut up!" "I'm sorry." "Just..." "Could you guys not think so loud?" "Or so much?" "Buffy, you should go home." "I'll take you home." "Yeah." "OK." "No." "I need you guys to go back to the cafeteria." "Make a list of everyone who's there." "We have to find the killer before lunch tomorrow." "We'll do it, Buffy." "A list of all the students." "Yeah, Nancy was there." "She's scary." "And, oh, teachers, too." "Mr. Beach... he thought something about getting rid of all the students." "I can't shut it out, Giles." "It's like this invasion of my head." "It's like there are these strangers walking around in there." "Look at this." "I can't even be around people anymore... not that they're really clamoring to be near me anyway, even you." "Well, I'm sorry, Buffy." "It's hard for all of us." "But Wesley and I are looking for a way to help." "I'll be OK, right?" "I mean, even if you can't get rid of it?" "You'll be fine." "I promise." "If it doesn't go away, she'll go insane." "I think we have everyone that was in the cafeteria." "I'll do some computer work;" "match it against the FBI mass murderer profiles... see if maybe we can rule some people out." "I'm still having trouble with the fact that one of us is just gonna gun everybody down for no reason." "Yeah, because that never happens in American high schools." "It's bordering on trendy at this point." "Besides which, Sunnydale High... center of evil and all that." "Let's get to work." "We have till lunchtime tomorrow... we hope." "There." "You look better already." "Thanks, Mom." "I'm, uh, I'm just gonna get you another pillow." "I really don't need one." "But you need another blanket." "Mom, I'm fine." "How, uh..." "about some soup?" "Chicken and stars?" "Mom, please, just come sit with me." "Um..." "I've, uh..." "I've got laundry." "Why are you..." "You had sex with Giles?" "You had sex with Giles?" "It was the candy." "We were teenagers." "On the hood of a police car?" "I'll be downstairs." "You feel better." "Twice?" "!" "OK, I've taken our list and narrowed it down to a dozen strong suspects." "Here are your personalized assignments." "Ooh!" "I was hoping there'd be assignments." "I think I should work with Wesley." "You have no shame." "Oh, please." "Like shame is something to be proud of?" "Be quiet!" "Sorry, but this is important." "Talk to everyone on your list and... and use the sample questions." "Today, people!" "Oh!" "Write neatly and label your work sheets." "Fantasies are fun, aren't they, Jonathan?" "I guess." "We all have fantasies where we're powerful and respected... where people pay attention to us." "Maybe." "But sometimes the fantasy isn't enough... is it, Jonathan?" "Sometimes we have to make it so people don't ignore us... make them pay attention." "You know what I'm talking about, don't you?" "You w-w-want me to pay attention?" "This is for the yearbook?" "Yeah." "Personality profiles." "Can you ask it again?" "Sure." "Do you ever feel that you've created a false persona for yourself of the guy who does everything right... and how much of a strain does it put on you to maintain it?" "Huh." "Wow." "I guess... moderate strain?" "Is that a good answer?" "I wanna get this right." "Yeah, that's good." "Hi, Mr. Beach." "I was just wondering... were you planning on killing a bunch of people tomorrow?" "Oh, it's for the yearbook." "OK, so turnoffs include smoking, insensitive men... and Birkenstocks." "Now, your idea of the perfect romantic evening." "Kay, let's start with you." "Freddy?" "I should've just quit." "Look at him smiling... like he thinks I don't know about her." "She doesn't know a thing." "I can't believe I'm getting away with this." "One more drink." "That'll do it." "20 years with that company." "You think I can't smell her perfume?" "It's just a little drink." "He shouldn't even be the boss." "The bottle's almost empty anyway." "I should've had a promotion a long time ago." "Wait till next time he comes home smelling like that." "[Thoughts Continue]" "Well, seems to be coming along all right." "Yes." "Buffy's being driven mad... we have no proof that this is gonna work... and it still requires the heart of the second demon... which we have no idea how to get without the slayer." "Negative thinking doesn't solve problems." "Who is going to get the demon heart?" "Berk." "Do I often imagine classmates are spying on me or otherwise acting suspiciously?" "Right." "Not till just now." "What?" "Talk louder, dude." "I'm just saying it's gotta be frustrating... having this secret." "You gotta be kind of filling up with resentment... unexpressed rage just waiting to burst out... today at lunch." "What secret?" "Being gay?" "Man, I'm out." "I'm so out I've got my grandma fixing me up with guys." "That's, uh... nice." "But it sounds like, uh... you're having a rough time with it?" "No." "Look... just do it." "That weird Freddy Iverson guy that does the school paper?" "He's gay?" "No, dude, but I bet he'd put in like a... coming-out announcement for you." "Something tasteful." "[Knock Knock]" "Freddy?" "He's the only one we couldn't find?" "Yeah." "Freddy Iverson." "The newspaper guy?" "But we can't figure out it's him without the work sheet, right?" "We do have this, people." "Today's editorial titled "Big Game Draws Mindless Brain-dead Mob."" "Does he mention the cheerleaders?" "Because we were on." "Joyce:" "I can't stand this." "I keep wondering if I'm hurting her with my thoughts." "You're not." "Not anymore." "She can't pick one thought out of the... out of the din." "[Banging On Door]" "I got it." "No. [Groans]" "I'm gonna help you." "Who?" "All right." "Shh." "Giles!" "Angel." "Thank God." "Are you all right?" "Do you hear thoughts?" "No." "Did you find the killer?" "OK, Oz, you got me." "What are your friends gonna do, hold me down?" "You better believe it, buster." "You can't threaten a big murder without getting us pretty darn ticked." "Murder?" "What murder?" "You're not here about the review?" "The review?" "Yeah." "Last Thursday?" ""Dingoes Ate My Baby played their instruments as if they had plump Polish sausages taped to their fingers."" "Sorry, man." "No." "It's fair." "I just get a lot of hate mail... and I thought you were gonna come and deliver some personally." "Hey, if you find any tasteful announcement about me from Larry..." "Xander, we have to figure this out." "We have no shot." "The killer could be anyone." "We lose." "Buffy:" "We still have a few minutes." " Buffy!" " You're OK!" "Can you hear thoughts?" "Just when I wasn't thinking about sex." "OK." "Here's the new plan." "We're gonna get Snyder to evacuate the school... and just hope the killer's not waiting outside." ""By this time tomorrow you'll all know what I've done." ""I'm sure you understand that I had to do it..." ""and that although death is never easy... it's the only way."" "God!" "Doesn't anyone write in to praise the cheerleaders?" "We are so unsung." "Jonathan." "Ohh!" "I had him in my grasp!" "Slippery weasel!" "Split up." "Find him." "Jonathan!" "Are you in here?" "Jonathan!" "Jonathan!" "Ooh." "Jell-O." "Huh." "I could've done that." "Get away from me." "OK, Jonathan, you wanna point that somewhere else?" "Don't you try and stop me." "No." "No, no stopping." "Just here for the view." "Hey, look." "City Hall." "Go away." "Never gonna happen." "You think I won't use this?" "I don't know, Jonathan." "I just..." "Stop... doing that!" "Doing what?" "Stop saying my name like we're friends." "We're not friends." "You all think I'm an idiot." "A short idiot." "I don't." "I don't think about you much at all." "Nobody here really does." "Bugs you, doesn't it?" "You have all this pain, all these feelings... and nobody's really paying attention." "You think I just want attention?" "No." "I think you're up in the clock tower with a high-powered rifle because you wanna blend in." "Believe it or not, Jonathan..." "I understand about the pain." "Oh, right... 'cause the burden of being beautiful and athletic... that's a crippler." "You know what?" "I was wrong." "You are an idiot." "My life happens to, on occasion... suck beyond the telling of it... sometimes more than I can handle." "And it's not just mine." "Every single person down there is ignoring your pain because they're too busy with their own." "The beautiful ones... the popular ones... the guys that pick on you." "Everyone." "If you could hear what they were feeling... the loneliness, the confusion..." "It looks quiet down there." "It's not." "It's deafening." "You know, I could've taken that by now." "I know." "I'd rather do it this way." "I just wanted it to stop." "Yeah, well, mass murder?" "Not really doctor recommended for that kind of pain." "Besides, prison, it's a lot like high school... only instead of noogies..." "What are you talking about?" "Actions having consequences." "You know, stuff like that." "Well, I..." "I wouldn't ever hurt anybody." "I came up here to kill myself." "Rat poison!" "Rat poison!" "Drop your spoons!" "Step away from the spoons!" "OK, let's calm down." "Vermin." "You're all vermin." "You come in here, and you eat filth!" "I don't see this being settled with logic." "So you're feeling better about Angel?" "Well, we talked... then he ripped out the heart of a demon and fed it to me... and then we talked some more." "See?" "That's how it should work." "Morning." "Hi, Giles." "Oh, I should get to the yearbook office." "I'm gonna give 'em the murderer profiles." "They're really a good read." " Bye." " See ya." "How are you?" "Nothing but quiet." "Nobody in here but me." "Jonathan." "How's he?" "Pretty crappy." "His parents are freaking." "He got suspended." "And toting a piece to school... not exactly winning him a place with the in-crowd." "But I think he's dealing." "Well, it's good of you to check on him." "It's nice to be able to help someone in a nonslaying capacity... except he's starting to get that look." "You know, like he's gonna ask me to prom." "It'd probably be good for his self-esteem if you..." "Oh, come on!" "What am I, Saint Buffy?" "He's like 3 feet tall." "I'm glad to see you've recovered from your psychic encounter more or less intact." "Feel up to some training?" "Sure." "We can work out after school." "You know, if you're not too busy having sex with my mother." "Aargh!"