"So, what, you're telling me never?" "Faith, really, now is not the time." "I'm curious." "Never ever?" "Come on, really." "All this time, and not even once?" "How many times do I have to say it?" "I have never..." "done it... with Xander!" "He's just a friend." "So?" "What are friends for?" "I mean, I'm sorry, it's just, all this sweating-nightly, side-by-side action, and you never put in for a little after-hours... [Grunts]" "Thanks for the poetry." "And, no." "I love Xander." "I just don't..." "love Xander." "Besides, I think it ruins friendships to do that stuff." "You think too much." "Hey... there's one more." "How do you know?" "I think too much." "OK." "Count of 3... 1... 3." "Nicely diverted, B." "Diverted?" "That was me fighting for my life," "Miss Attention Span." "This isn't a Tupperware party." "It's a little hard to plan." "The count of 3 isn't a plan." "It's Sesame Street." "Hey, they're toast and we're here, so it couldn't have been too bad, right?" "Who were those guys, anyways?" "I don't know." "They didn't seem local." "Look, why don't we grab the weapons." "Maybe Giles..." "Mr. Trick:" "Check these out." "[Giggling]" "I just love The Family Circus." "That P.J., he's getting to be quite a handful." "Well..." "I haven't seen anything like this in, uh, well, a good long while." "Where is the owner of these fine implements?" "The common term is "slain."" "But I've been seeing this breed around." "Are we expecting any trouble?" "Do you like Family Circus?" "I like Marmaduke." "Oh!" "Eww!" "He's always on the furniture." "Unsanitary." "Nobody can tell Marmaduke what to do." "That's my kinda dog." "I like to read Cathy." "So, uh, what about these swords?" "What should we do about that?" "Well, let's just keep an eye out." "We've got the dedication coming up in a few days." "We certainly can't have anything interfering with that." "Well, maybe we should postpone the... the... the dedication." "I believe the honorable mayor hates that idea." "The dedication... is the final step before my ascension." "I have waited longer than you can imagine for this." "After the hundred days, I'll be on a higher plane." "And I'll have no more need for..." "Well, let's just say I won't be concerned... with the little things." "Mr. Trick, watch these people." "Anything you find out about them, well, let's just see that that information reaches the slayers." "Who knows?" "With any luck, they'll kill each other." "Then everyone's a winner." "Everyone, of course... meaning me." " Willow, what are these?" " They're early admission packets." "Harvard..." "Yale..." "Wesleyan... some German polytechnical institute whose name I, uh," "I can't pronounce." "Is anyone else intimidated?" "Because I'm just expecting thin slips of paper with the words "No way" written in crayon." "They're typing those now." "I'm so overwhelmed." "I..." "I got in!" "To actual colleges!" "A-And they're wooing me!" "They're pitching woo!" "The wooing stage is always fun." "Ahh." "But it's weird." "Rejection I can handle 'cause of the years of training, but this..." "I feel your pain, Wil." "Like right now, I'm torn between the fast-growing fields of appliance repair and motel management." "Of course, I'm still waiting to hear back from the Corndog Emporium, so..." "Well, I think it's great." "Early admission." "Now there's nothing standing between you and a brilliant future." "Well, if I may suggest, graduate." "Getting left back, it's not the thrill ride you'd expect." "That's so cute." "Planning life as a loser?" "Most people just turn out that way, but you're really taking charge." "The comedy stylings of Miss Cordelia Chase, everyone." "Who, incidentally, won't be needing a higher education when she markets her own very successful line of hooker wear." "Well, Xander, I could dress more like you, but, oh, my father has a job." "I'm not gonna waste the perfect comeback on you now." "But don't think I don't have it." "Oh, yes, its time will come!" "So, life beyond high school." "Anyone, please... chime in." "I hear it's nice." "And a place I'll never go if I don't pass Mrs. Taggart's chemistry test tomorrow." "Oh, I can help." "Chemistry's easy." "It's a lot like witchcraft, only less newt." "So what do you say... study jam?" "My house?" "Tonight?" "I'm there." "[Bell Rings]" "Oh." "I have to go see Giles, report on last night's patrol." "Oh, yeah." "He said he wanted to talk to you." "What about?" "Is he OK?" "He's looked better." "Of course, training procedures have been updated quite a bit since your day." "Much greater emphasis on field work." "Really?" "Oh, yes." "Not all books and theory nowadays." "I have, in fact, faced 2 vampires myself." "Under controlled circumstances, of course." "No danger of finding those here." "Vampires?" "Controlled circumstances." "Hello, Buffy." "Well... hello." "New watcher?" "New watcher." "Wesley Wyndam-Pryce." "It's very nice to meet you." "Is he evil?" "Evil?" "The last one was evil." "Oh, yes." "Gwendolyn Post." "We all heard." "No." "Mr. Giles has checked my credentials rather thoroughly and phoned the Council, but I'm glad to see you're on the ball as well." "A good slayer is a cautious slayer." "Is he evil?" "Not in the strictest sense of the..." "Well, I'm glad that's cleared up." "And as I'm sure none of us is anxious to waste any time on pleasantries, why don't you tell me everything about last night's patrol." "Vampires." "Yes?" "Killed 'em." "Anything else you can tell me?" "Uh... one of them had swords." "I don't think he was with the other two." "Swords?" "Swords." "One long, one short?" "Mmm." "Both pointy." "With, like, jewels and things." "Sounds familiar." "It should." "El Eliminati." "15th-century duelist cult, deadly in their day." "Their numbers dwindled in later centuries due to an increase in anti-vampire activity and a lot of pointless dueling." "They eventually became the acolytes of a demon called Balthazar, who brought them to the new world, specifically here." "You seem to know a lot about them." "I didn't get this job because of my looks." "I really, really believe that." "I've researched this town's history extensively." "So why have we not seen them before this?" "They were driven out a hundred years ago." "Happily, Balthazar was killed." "I don't know by whom." "And they're back 'cause..." "Balthazar had an amulet purported to give him strength." "When he was killed, it was taken by a wealthy landowner named..." "I don't want to bore you with the details." "A little bit late." "Named Gleaves." "It was buried with him, and I believe the few remaining Eliminati are probably looking for it." "For sentimental value." "And you don't think that this amulet poses any threat?" "Oh, no, not at all." "Nonetheless, we may as well keep it from them." "Buffy, you will go to the Gleaves family crypt tonight and fetch the amulet." "I will?" "Are you not used to being given orders?" "Whenever Giles sends me on a mission, he always says "Please."" "And afterwards I get a cookie." "I don't feel we're getting off on quite the right foot." "Ah." "This is perhaps Faith." "New watcher?" " New watcher." " New watcher." "Screw that." "Now, why didn't I just say that?" "Eh, Buffy, would you..." "I'll see if I can get her back." "Don't say anything incredibly interesting while I'm gone." "They'll get used to me." "Buffy:" "Faith, wait." "Look, I know this new guy's a dork, but..." "Well, I have nothing to follow that." "He's pretty much just a dork." "You're actually gonna take orders from him?" "That's the job." "What else can we do?" "Whatever we want." "We're slayers, girlfriend, the chosen two." "Why should we let him take all the fun out of it?" "Oh, that would be tragic, taking the fun out of slaying, stabbing, beheading." "Oh, like you don't dig it." "I don't." "You're a liar." "I've seen you." "Tell me staking a vamp doesn't get you a little bit juiced." "Come on, say it." "[Laughs]" "You can't fool me." "The look in your eyes right after a kill." "You just get hungry for more." "You're way off base." "Tell me that if you don't get in a good slaying, after a while, you just start itching for some vamp to show up so you can give him a good... [Grunts]" "Again with the grunting." "You realize I'm not comfortable with this." "Hey, slaying's what we were built for." "If you're not enjoying it, you're doing something wrong." "What about the assignment?" "Tell you what, you do the homework, and I'll copy yours." "Buffy:" "Strike one." "No amulet there." "Game over." "Oh!" "Faith!" "What are you doing, hiding in there?" "Looking for the amulet." "Wasn't counting on the special guest stars... 6 against one." "Hence the hiding." "Yeah." "Well, it's 6 against 2 now, so come on." "Wait!" "Stop!" "Think." "No, no, no!" "It's a manhole... tight space, no escape, 6 against 2..." "not unlike 3 against one." "And there might be more, so come on." "You're just gonna go down there." "That's your plan." "Who said I had a plan?" "I don't know how many's down there, but I want to find out." "And I'll know when I land, and if you don't come in after me, I might die." "These are all the diaries, then, yours included." "That's everything." "Knock yourself out." "Please?" "Oh, yes." "Here's your first entry." ""Slayer is willful and insolent."" "That would be our girl, wouldn't it?" "Well, you have to get to know her." ""Her abuse of the English language is such that I understand only every other sentence."" "Oh, this is going to make fascinating reading." "She should be back by now." "Not to fret." "My mission scenario has her back in one minute." "Shouldn't be any trouble." "We're surrounded!" "You noticed that too?" "!" "Let's settle this honorably." "Well, then, let's just settle it." "Buffy!" "You son of a bitch!" "I hate it when they drown me." "B!" "Gotta go!" "We came for the amulet." "Tell me you don't get off on this." "It didn't suck." "Wesley:" "Well... looks authentic enough." "Of course, there are tests to be made before actual verification." "How about verifying that your "nearly extinct" cult was out in magnum force last night?" "Faith and I got into a serious party situation." "Are you all right?" "I had to lather, rinse, and repeat about 5 million times to get the sewer out of my hair, but otherwise, I'm of the good." "Thank you for asking." "Perhaps there were a few more than we'd anticipated, but I'd expect you to be ready for anything." "Remember the 3 key words for any slayer:" "Preparation... preparation... preparation." "That's one word 3 times." "I have a chem." "Test." "So sad that I'm actually happy about that." "Giles, we need to talk." "Buffy..." "I must ask you to remember that I am your watcher." "From now on, anything you have to say about slaying you will say to me." "The only thing you need discuss with Mr. Giles is overdue book fees." "Understood?" " We'll talk." " Of course." "You're not helping." "I know." "I feel just sick about it." "Buffy:" "It was intense." "It was like I just let go and became this force." "I just didn't care anymore." "Yeah, I know what that's like." "I don't think you can!" "It's kind of a slayer thing." "I don't even think I'm explaining it well." "You're explaining it a lot, though." "All right." "You have one period to fill out your test booklets." "Periodic charts are located on the back." "You're on the honor system, so remember, no talking." "You see, the thing was," "Faith knew I didn't even want to go down there..." "Mrs. Taggart:" "Ahem!" "Ms. Summers?" "You have one hour." "OK, so the best part..." "Buffy." "Test?" "You know." "Remember?" "The thing you didn't come over to study for?" "Right." "Got it." "Sorry." "OK, so we're down there, in the sewers, and Faith got 3 of them on her at once..." "Hey." "Whoa." "Can we resume Buffy's "Ode to Faith" later, like when I'm not actively multiple-choicing?" "How come your eye twitches every time I say Faith's name?" "What?" "No, it doesn't." "Faith." "Cut it out!" "We got a test to take, OK?" "And I'm highly caffeinated, and I'm trying to concentrate." "Some of us actually care about school, you know." "[Knock Knock]" "[Opening Window]" "Hey, girlfriend." "Bad time?" "No, sh-she can't!" "Y-You can't!" "Can you?" "What's up?" "Vampires." "Uh, Faith, unless there's a total eclipse in the next 5 minutes, it's daylight." "Good for us, bad for them." "Found a nest." "Has potential." "Faith:" "Rise and shine, people." "It's your wake-up call." " Hey!" " Oof." "You're not leaving, are you?" "I saw you making friends." "Them?" "Boys." "I like you." "What's the matter?" "You're not afraid of little me, are ya?" "We better sit down." "Come on." "I can sense this is a business trip." "What's the what?" "Balthazar." "Dead demon." "Not as dead as you think." "Word on the street puts him in the packing warehouse on Devereau." "He's looking for..." "His amulet." "It's supposed to restore his strength." "From what I'm hearing, that's not something we'd like to see happen." "No problem." "We got the amulet." "I know." "I spoke to Giles, but he said you gave it..." "Ah." "There you are." "Ah." "Speak of the really annoying person." "You're certainly giving me a run for my money." "I think we ought to establish that if you're going to go out slaying, you leave me a number where I can contact you." "Where is the amulet?" "Who are you?" "A friend." "Do you have it?" "It's somewhere safe." "How did you know?" "It pooches your jacket." "Now, hang on a minute..." "Walking around with this thing is like wearing a target." "You're gonna put it somewhere safe that's actually safe?" "Yeah." "I'll do it now." "I'll do some recon on Balthazar." "If I may..." "Balthazar is dead." "Am I the only one that remembers that?" "Be careful." "You know me." "I mean it." "What's going on?" "Call me!" "Let me tell you what I see." "I see fear... and remorse... and the pitiful look of faces that cry out for mercy." "But what I don't see is what I want to see, and that's my amulet!" "Lord Balthazar, we found it, we had it, but the slayers..." "Already I'm bored." "Vincent... come here." "[Wheezing]" "Closer." "Closer." "Let me tell you..." "what I want to see." "Buffy:" "OK, we got 10, maybe 12 bad guys and one big demon in desperate need of a Stairmaster." "I say we take 'em all, hard and fast and now." "We need a little more firepower than none." "We should head back to the library." "Well, I guess Jacuzzi boy isn't going anywhere." "I just... wish we had..." "Ah." "That is too good." "Ah." "Score." "Think they're insured?" "Strangely, not my priority." "When are ya gonna get this, B?" "Life for a slayer is very simple... want... take, have." "Want... take... have." "I'm gettin' it." "Freeze!" "Drop the weapons and get down on the ground!" "Now!" "I said drop the weapons, or I fire." "Now spread 'em." "You wish." "Hands in the air where I can see 'em... slow!" "Good." "Now cuff'em." "I like him." "He's butch." "That's some artillery you two were puttin' together." "You with one of them girl gangs?" "Yeah." "We're the Slayers." "You want to get out here?" "We can't save the world in jail." "Got it." "Got it." "Ow!" "We should call an ambulance." "5 people already have, the racket we made, and they're fine." "Come on." "Let's get outta here." "Come on!" "[Groaning]" "Admit it." "Some days don't you want to just wake up and say to hell with the diet?" "Want to make waffles?" "Big Saturday brunch?" "No, thanks." "I'm not really that hungry." "[Sighs]" "So what did you and Faith do last night?" "So what did you and Faith do last night?" "Nothing." "Uh... nothing really important." "Don't worry." "I'm not gonna meddle in your slaying." "Just as long as you're careful." "I am." "Sure about those waffles?" "Yeah." "But if you want them, I can help you make them." "No." "They only don't have calories if I make them for you." "Mom logic." "You, uh, done with the paper?" "Yeah." "Let's see what's happening in Sunnydale." "There we go." "Thanks a lot, fellas." "Thanks a heap." "Hey, have fun on that camping trip, now." "Don't forget to roast a wiener for me." "[Chuckling]" "Here we go." "All right, you can come out now." "Backbone of America, those little guys." "Seeing the hope and courage on their bright little faces," "I swear I could just..." "I could just eat 'em up." "[Chuckles]" "So, any news about the Eliminati?" "[Snarling]" "In the name of Lord Balthazar, die!" "[Coughing]" "Thank you, Mr. Trick." "That was very thoughtful of you." "Why do they always gotta be using swords?" "It's called an Uzi, ya chump." "Could have saved your ass right about now." "You know, it's curious how he could have gotten all the way into my liquor cabinet." "Allan, don't we have security working in this building?" "Sir, I..." "I had no idea." "I..." "I..." "There's no need to swoon, Allan." "But try to keep things secure." "Lock him up." "He wake up, he's just gonna try and kill you again." "Yes." "Yes, I expect he will." "Balthazar:" "Vincent made a noble effort." "Man to man, as befits a true warrior." "[Wheezing]" "He had courage... he had honor... and I have jack to show for it!" "It has been a hundred years since my enemy crippled me." "Now ultimate power is within his grasp." "And I shall not let it be!" "Forget about honor!" "Forget about everything but getting my amulet!" "Bring the watchers to me!" "Find the slayers and kill them!" "Kill everything that gets in your way!" "Go!" "Go!" "Buffy:" "Mmm." "Willow:" "You like it?" "It smells good." "What is it?" "Just a little something we witches like to call a protection spell." "Good deal, protection." "I'm surprised, though, 'cause usually spell stuff s more..." "Stinky." "Yeah." "That's why I added lavender." "Give me time, and I may be the first wicca to do all my conjuring in pine fresh scent." "So what's the plan?" "For tonight's slayage." "We're going, aren't we?" "Yeah." "Great." "But... there's a but." "And that's but you shouldn't come... tonight." "Is that cool?" "Well, sure." "Makes sense." "You know... you'll be facing big, hairy danger." "Uh, b-biggest and very hairy." "You'll be risking your life." "Right." "And why risk yours?" "'Cause I'm your friend?" "I know, Wil." "That's exactly why I don't want you going." "It's..." "It's too dangerous." "But I-I've done this sort of thing before, like, a million times, and I can totally handle myself." "Besides, minty fresh protection." "So?" "[Knock On Door]" "Ready?" "Time to motor." "Hey, Willow." "Hi." "Uh, I really should... but we'll hang out later, right?" "Yeah." "You go ahead." "I'll just get my stuff." "[Door Closes]" "Stupid." "You're quiet tonight." "I just want to get this done." "Yeah." "I'm dying to test out the longbow." "I think it might be my new thing." "I can't believe you went back for that stuff." "Hey, how do you feel about getting some ribs?" "You know, after we're done." "I didn't say you had emotional problems." "I said you had an emotional problem." "It's quite different." "My attachment to the slayer is not a problem." "In point of fact..." "The way you've handled this assignment is something of an embarrassment to the Council." "If you want to criticize my methods, fine." "But you can keep your snide remarks to yourself." "And while you're at it, don't criticize my methods." "The fact is, you're no longer qualified to act as watcher." "It's not your fault." "You've done well." "It's simply time for somebody else to take the field." "Now's a good time to start." "[Snarls]" "Screw it." "I think we've got more comin'!" "We're never gonna make it to the warehouse." "If they keep coming one at a time, we got a shot." "Faith, no!" "Don't move." "I didn't..." "I didn't know." "I didn't know." "We need to call 911, now!" "Don't move." "It's OK." "I need something to stop the..." "We gotta go!" "Come on, we gotta go!" "All right, come on." "Angel." "Buffy, I've been looking for you." "Your hand." "It's OK." "I've just been at the warehouse." "I was waiting for you." "They got Giles." "[Grunting]" "The front!" "The front!" "Moisten the front!" "Oooh!" "Oh, God." "Oh, God!" "It doesn't seem too promising, does it?" "Stay calm, Mr. Giles." "We have to stay calm." "Well, thank God you're here." "I was planning to panic." "What is that thing?" "Aaahh." "That would be your demon." "You know, the dead one?" "There's no need to get snippy." "Bring them closer." "[Growling]" "You know what I want." "If it's for me to scrub those hard-to-reach areas," "I'd like to request you kill me now." "[Snarls]" "Ow." "Are you out of your mind?" "This is hardly the time for games!" "Why not?" "They're going to torture us to death anyway." "[Snickering] You're not wrong about that." "Now, hold on." "We can deal with this rationally." "We have something you want." "You have something we want." "Hmm..." "A trade." "Intriguing." "No." "Wait." "Boring." "Pull off his kneecaps!" "Nooo!" "No, no, no!" "The slayer gave it to someone." "A tall man, a friend..." "a friend of hers." "I can tell you everything." "Quiet, you twerp!" "They'll kill us both." "But I like to have my kneecaps." "You will tell us everything!" "Yes!" "Sir." "What is this friend's name?" "I didn't actually catch it." "Look, um, tell you what, let Captain Courageous here go, and I'll tell you what you need to know." "How's that deal?" "There is one deal!" "You will die quickly, or you will die slowly!" "The man who has my amulet!" "What is his name?" "!" "His name is Angel." "Un... [Sputtering]" "Unacceptable!" "Unacceptable!" "Hyaaah!" " Oh, Mr. Giles!" " Down!" "Slayer!" "You think you've won." "[Chuckles]" "When he rises... you'll wish I'd killed you all." "Potestatem matris nostrae in tenebris invoco." "Maledictum filium tuum ab omni periculo custodias nunc et in saecula.!" "[Rumbling]" "I don't understand why Allan would miss this." "He's usually so punctual." "Did it work?" "Let's find out." "Open the cage." "You sure?" "Oh!" "Hold on." "OK." "Now we're ready." "Well..." "This officially commences the hundred days." "Nothing can harm me until the ascension." "Gosh, I'm feeling chipper." "Who's for a root beer?" "!" "[Knock On Door]" "Buffy:" "Faith, it's me." "Hey." "Hey." "So, I, uh..." "How are ya doin'?" "I'm all right." "You know me." "Faith, we need to talk about what we're gonna do." "There's nothing to talk about." "I was doing my job." "Being a slayer's not the same as being a killer." "Faith, please don't shut me out here." "Look, sooner or later, we're both gonna have to deal." "Wrong." "We can help each other." "I don't need it." "Yeah?" "Who's wrong now?" "Faith, you can shut off all the emotions that you want." "But eventually, they're gonna find a body." "OK, this is the last time we're gonna have this conversation, and we're not even having it now, you understand me?" "There is no body." "I took it, weighted it, and dumped it." "The body doesn't exist." "Getting rid of the evidence doesn't make the problem go away." "It does for me." "Faith, you don't get it." "You killed a man." "No, you don't get it." "I don't care."