"Do not ask again." "Your powers were a gift of the lower beings." "You have proved unworthy of them." "I was robbed of them." "By your carelessness." "For 1,000 years" "I wielded the powers of the wish." "I brought ruin to the heads of unfaithful men." "I brought forth destruction and chaos for the pleasure of the lower beings." "I was feared and worshipped across the mortal globe." "And now I'm stuck at Sunnydale High." "Mortal." "Child." "And I'm flunking math." "This is no concern of ours." "You will live out your mortal life and die." "Give me another chance." "You can fold the fabric of time." "Send me back to that place and I'll change it." "I won't fail again." "Your time is passed." "Do you have any idea how boring 12th graders are?" "I'm getting my power center back." "And if you won't help me, then by the pestilent gods," "I will find someone who will." "The Watcher Council shrink is heavy into tests." "He's got tests for everything." "T.A.T. s, Rorschach, associative logic." "He even has that test to see if you're crazy that asks if you ever hear voices or you ever wanted to be a florist." "Ooh, I used to want..." "Wait." "Florist means crazy, right?" "I never wanted to do that." "Neat." "Thanks." "It's all about emotional control." "Plus, obviously, magic." "Hey, you want to go to the espresso pump and get sugared up on mochas?" "I'm gonna pass." "Hit the pool and do some laps." "How come the sudden calisthenics?" "Aren't you sort of naturally buff, Buff?" "[Chuckles] Buff Buff." "Well, they've got us running around on the physical side, too." "A lot of reflex evaluation and precision training, you know." "I just..." "Well, I want to do..." "Better than Faith?" "So very shallow." "Competition is natural and healthy." "Plus, you'll definitely ace her on the psych tests." "Just don't mark the box that says" ""I sometimes like to kill people."" "I know Faith's not gonna be on the cover of Sanity Fair, but she had it rough." "Different circumstances, that could be me." "No way." "Some people just don't have that in them." "Look, I'm sorry." "I know how you hate talking about Faith." "No, it's OK." "No, really, we should just..." "No." "It doesn't bother me." "I mean it." "Uh, Will?" "Oh." "Emotional control?" "I'm working on it." "[Howling]" "As far as I'm concerned, this is a marriage made in heaven." "Willow Rosenberg, despite her unsavory associations, represents the pinnacle of academic achievement at Sunnydale High." "Percy West represents a devastating fast break and 50% from behind the 3-point line." "I'm not sure I understand the marriage part." "You've got the brains, he's got the fast break." "It's a perfect match." "Match?" "You want us to breed?" "I want you to tutor him." "Percy is flunking history." "Nothing seems to be able to motivate him." "Hey, I'm challenged." "You're lazy, self-involved, and spoiled." "That's quite the challenge." "But we need a winning year, especially after last year's debacle with the swim team." "Can't have our point guard benched." "So, you're gonna take on a little teaching job." "I know how you enjoy teaching." "Well, I have a lot of work of my own." "You've got a letter of acceptance from every university with a stamp." "Yes, but I still have classes and I don't..." "Rosenberg... it's time to give something back to the community." "I know you want to help your school out here." "Ask me how I know." "How do you..." "I just know." "So he threatened you?" "With what?" "Well, it wasn't exactly anything he said." "It was all in his eyes." "I mean, there was some nostril work as well, but mostly eyes." "Snyder needs me to kick his ass." "Oh, no, Buffy, don't get in trouble." "I'll be OK." "I just hate the way he bullies people." "He just assumes everyone's time is his." "Willow, get on the computer." "I want you to take another pass at accessing the mayor's files." "OK." "Well, that was a blast." "How did it go?" "Princess Margaret here had a little trouble keeping up." "How did it go?" "[Breathing Heavily] Faith, uh... did quite well on the obstacle field." "Still a little sloppy, though." "Do you feel up to taking Buffy out, or shall I?" "Oh, no, no, no, I'll be fine." "Just give me a minute." "And some defibrillators, if it's not too much trouble." "You're gonna love it, B." "It's just like fun, only boring." "Faith, this evaluation is a necessary part of the Council." "I know." "I'm on board here." "Just shooting my mouth off." "I better change." "Good luck." "What you doing?" "I'm trying to access the mayor's personal files." "Can you do that?" "Well, he's got some tricky barriers set up." "Can you get past 'em?" "Eventually, I'll get through." "That's very interesting." "Yeah, I thought so, too." "Are you serious about this place?" "Of course I am." "No slayer of mine is gonna live in a fleabag hotel." "That place has a very unsavory reputation." "There are immoral liaisons going on there." "Yeah, plus all the screwing." "This place is the kick." "We'll keep your old place, in case you need to see your friends there, but from now on..." "Oh, hey." "Hey, hey, shoes." "Shoes." "Thanks, sugar daddy." "Now, Faith, I don't find that sort of thing amusing." "I'm a family man." "Now, let's kill your little friend." "Don't worry." "I wouldn't ask you to do it." "Not this early in the relationship." "Besides, I think a vampire attack would be less suspicious anyway." "In the meantime, let's take a look at the rest of the apartment, huh?" "If I'm not mistaken, some lucky girl has herself a Play Station." "No way." "Yes way." "Hey." "Oz." "Hi." "There's something about you that's causing me to hug you." "It's like I have no will of my own." "Where were you yesterday?" "We got back late, sort of very." "We?" "Who?" "Where?" "The band." "We had a gig in Monterey Sunday night." "Oh, you did?" "How come I didn't know?" "I thought you did." "Maybe I would have liked to go." "Didn't figure you for missing school." "You think I'm boring." "I'd call that a radical interpretation of the text." "We're playing tonight at The Bronze." "I can't." "I have too much homework." "If you get done early..." "Percy." "Hey." "Listen, I thought we could get together today at lunch and go over your Roosevelt paper." "You know, what books you'll need and stuff." "What are you talking about?" "Me tutoring you." "Your history paper?" "Oh, yeah." "Snyder said you were gonna do it." "He never said that." "What meeting were you at?" "Look, I'll get the books you need." "Just meet me at lunch and we'll..." "No, no, no." "I don't have any time at lunch." "I gotta hang out." "Well..." "What, you got something better to do?" "Just type it up and put my name on it." "Oh, and don't type too good." "Dead giveaway." "I'm eating this now." "It's not lunchtime, I don't even care." " Hey." " Willow, did you remember to tape" "Biography last Friday?" "Uh-huh." "See, I told you." "Old Reliable." "Oh, thanks." "What?" "Old Reliable?" "Yeah, great." "There's a sexy nickname." "Well, I didn't mean it as..." "No, it's fine." "I'm Old Reliable." "She just means, you know, the geyser." "You're like a geyser of fun that goes off at regular intervals." "That's Old Faithful." "Isn't that the dog that the guy had to shoot..." "That's Old Yeller." "Xander, I beg you not to help me." "Will, I didn't mean it as a bad thing." "I think it's good to be reliable." "Well, maybe I don't want to be reliable all the time." "Maybe I'm not just some doormat person." "Homework gal." "I'm thinking nerve strike." "Maybe I'll change my look." "Or cut class." "You don't know." "And I'm eating this banana." "Lunchtime be damned." "Will, wait." "I'm really sorry." "Buff, I'm storming off." "It doesn't really work if you come with me." "Oh." "Uh, Willow?" "Uh, hi." "Anya." "I'm sort of new here." "Um, I know Cordelia." "Oh, fun." "Yeah." "Um, listen," "I have this little project I'm working on, and I heard you were the person to ask..." "Yeah, that's me." "Reliable dog geyser person." "What do you need?" "Oh, it's nothing big." "Just a little spell I'm working on." "A spell?" "Oh." "I like the black arts." "I just need a secondary to create a temporal fold." "I heard you were a pretty powerful wicca, so..." "You heard right, mister." "I'm always ready to work some dark mojo." "So, tell me, is it dangerous?" "Oh, no." "Well, could we pretend it is?" "The necklace was a family heirloom passed down for generations." "Then it was stolen from my mom's apartment." "How does the spell work?" "Uh, well... we both call on Eryishon, the endless one... offer up the standard supplication, then there's a teensy temporal fold... we hope." "Um, then I pour the sacred sand on the representation of the necklace, and Eryishon brings it forth from the time and place it was lost." "Cool." "Are we ready?" "I think so." "Eryishon." "K'shala." "Meh-uhn." "Diprecht." "Doh-tehenlo nu-Eryishon." "The child to the mother." "The river to the sea." "Eryishon, hear my prayer." "That was..." "What was that?" "Oh, it's not here." "It's not here." "OK, that's a little blacker than I like my arts." "Oh, don't be such a wimp." "That wasn't just some temporal fold, that was some weird hell place." "I don't think you're telling me everything." "I swear, I am just trying to find my necklace." "Well, did you try looking inside the sofa in hell?" "Look, we'll just try it again, and..." "No." "I think emphatically not." "I can't do it by myself." "That's a relief." "I'm out of here." "Fine." "Go." "Idiot child." "I believe these chicken feet are mine." "Look... magic is dangerous, Anya." "It's not to be toyed with." "Now, if you'll excuse me," "I have someone else's homework to do." "Nothing!" "This is weird." "Excuse me, young lady..." "Shh!" "Oh... oh..." "* There's a chair in my head *" "* In which I used to sit *" "* Took a pencil and I wrote *" "* The following on it *" "* Now there's a key *" "* Where my wonderful mouth used to be *" "* Dig it up and throw it at me *" "* Dig it up and throw it at me *" "* Where can I run to Where can I hide *" "* Who will I turn to *" "* Now I'm in a virgin state of mind *" "* Got a knife to disengage *" "* The voids that I can't bear *" "* Cut out words I've got written *" "* On my chair *" "* Like Do you think I'm sexy *" "Hey." "Rosenberg?" "What are you doing, trick-or-treating?" "You're supposed to be at home doing my history report." "I flunk that class, you're in big trouble with Snyder." "Till we graduate, I own your ass." "Bored now." "I'm having a terrible night." "Want to make it better?" "What's going on?" "Is there a funny thing?" "Back off." "You stay the hell away from her." "OK." "Sure." "Xander..." "Will." "Changing the look not an idle threat with you." "You're alive." "Uh..." "Will, this is verging on naughty touching here." "Don't want to fall back on bad habits." "Hands." "Hands in new places." "You're alive." "You mentioned that before." "Will, are you OK?" "No." "Everything's different." "There you are." "Hey, Buff." "Aren't you gonna introduce me to your..." "Holy God, you're Willow." "You." "You know what?" "I like the look." "It's, um, it's extreme, but it looks good, you know." "It's a leather thing." "And, uh..." "I said extreme already, right?" "I don't like you." "Will, I'm sorry about today." "You know how my foot likes to live in my mouth, but you know, you really didn't have to prove anything." "Leaving now." "Will, gotta say, not loving the new you." "Will, wait..." "Get off me." "Willow Rosenberg." "I'm not supposed to talk to strangers." "Then we won't talk." "You made me cranky." "There's been a mistake here." "We were sent after a human." "Really?" "Who do you work for?" "I'm not telling you a thing." "Aah!" "Who do you work for?" "Wilkins." "The mayor." "Aah!" "Who do you work for?" "You." "Get your friends." "Bring them here." "The world's no fun anymore." "We're gonna make it the way it was." "Starting with The Bronze." "Oh, Buffy." "I thought you were going out tonight." "I didn't expect..." "What is it?" "This isn't real." "I can't feel anything." "Arms, legs, anything." "She was truly the finest of all of us." "Way better than me." "Much, much better." "It's all my fault." "No, it's me." "It's me." "I'm the one that called her reliable." "She must have gone out and gotten attacked, which she never would have done if I hadn't have called her reliable." "And now my best friend is..." "What's going on?" "Geez, who died?" "Oh, God." "Who died?" "Back!" "Get back, demon." "Willow, you're alive." "Aren't I usually?" "Oh!" "I love you guys, too." "OK." "Oxygen becoming an issue." "Giles, what's going on with these..." "Oh." "Oh." "Sorry." "It's really nice that you guys missed me." "Say, you all didn't happen to do a bunch of drugs, did you?" "Will, we saw you at The Bronze." "A vampire." "I'm not a vampire." "You are." "I mean, you were." "Giles, planning on jumping in with an explanation any time soon?" "Well, uh... something... something very strange is happening." "Can you believe the Watcher's Council let this guy go?" "What a day." "Give me a beer." "I.D." "I.D." "I'm 1,120 years old." "Just give me a friggin' beer." "I.D." "[Sighs] Give me a Coke." "Man, we need a roadie." "Other bands have roadies." "Well, other bands know more than 3 chords." "Your professional bands can play up to 6, sometimes 7 completely different chords." "That's just, like, fruity jazz bands." "Oz." "Hey, man." "You looking for Buffy?" "As always." "Well, no sightings as of yet, but I think she said she'd show." "That doesn't look good." "Everybody, shut up." "All right." "Nobody cause any trouble or try to leave... and nobody gets hurt." "Why don't I believe him?" "Well, he lacks credibility." "Can you get out of here?" "Skylight in the roof." "I can make it." "I think we need some backup." "I think I'm needed here." "10-1." "Could get pointless." "Look." "Everyone's all afraid." "It's just like old times." "Get Buffy." "Do it now." "Dude, check out your girlfriend." "What's your name?" "Sandy." "You don't have to be afraid... just to please me." "If you're all good boys and girls, we'll make you young and strong forever and ever." "We'll have fun." "If you're not..." "Questions?" "Comments?" "Willow." "You don't want to do this." "I don't?" "But I'm so good at it." "Who did this to you?" "I know you." "You're a white hat." "How come you're talking to me like we're friends?" "'Cause he thinks you're someone else." "He thinks you're the Willow that belongs in this reality." "Another me?" "You know this isn't your world, right?" "I mean, you know you don't belong here." "No." "This is a dumb world." "In my world there are people in chains, and we can ride them like ponies." "You want to get back there." "Yeah." "So do I." "This is creepy." "I don't like the thought that there's a vampire out there that looks like me." "Not looks like... is." "It was exactly you, Will, every detail." "Except for your not being a dominatrix... as far as we know." "Oh, right." "Me and Oz play Mistress of Pain every night." "Did anyone else just go to a scary visual place?" "Oh, yeah." "Buffy, I..." "Something's happened that..." "Willow's dead." "Hey, Willow." "Wait a second." "We're right there with you, buddy." "We saw her, too." "At The Bronze." "OK." "She's there now with a cadre of vampires looking to party." "We can figure out who she is after we stop the feeding frenzy." " How many of them were there?" " 8 or 10." "Should we call Faith?" "No, I don't want her in combat yet." " Not around civilians." " Here, here." "Guys?" "What are we gonna do with me?" "The other me?" "I don't know, Will." "I mean, we just have to stop them." "I get that." "I just kind of wanted to know..." "Oh." "Hey." "Go." "I'll catch up." "Alone at last." "Well, look at me." "I'm all fuzzy." "What do I want with you?" "Uh..." "Your little school friend Anya said that you're the one that brought me here." "She said that you could get me back to my world." "Oh." "Oh." "Oops." "But I don't know..." "I kind of like the idea of the two of us." "We could be quite a team if you came around to my way of thinking." "Would that mean we have to snuggle?" "What do you say?" "Want to be bad?" "This just can't get more disturbing." "[Growls]" "Ack!" "No more." "You're really starting to freak me out." "You don't want to play," "I guess I can't force you." "Oh, wait." "I can." "Bitch." "It's extraordinary." "It's horrible." "That's me as a vampire?" "I'm so evil, and skanky." "And I think I'm kind of gay." "Willow, just remember, a vampire's personality has nothing to do with the person it was." "Well, actually..." "That's a good point." "So, uh, what do we do now?" "We still have to get to The Bronze." "Even if they're supposed to wait for her they may start feeding." "Vampires are not notoriously reliable." "So we charge in, much in the style of John Wayne?" "High casualty risk." "I haven't any other plan, though." "Uh, I have a really bad idea." "They're still in a holding pattern." "That's good." "It means they must really be afraid of you." "Who wouldn't be?" "Are you OK in that?" "It's a little binding." "I guess vampires really don't have to breathe." "Gosh, look at those." "Um, Willow, you go in and defuse the situation as best you can." "At least try and get some of them to come out and even up the odds a bit." "First sign of trouble, you give us a signal." "We come in hard and fast." "What is the signal?" "Me screaming." "Giles, you and Xander wait by the back entrance." "Good." "Now, you're sure you're up to this?" "Don't worry." "I won't do anything that could be interpreted as brave." "We'll be right outside." "Hi." "I'm back." "Alphonse:" "Did you find the girl?" "Yep." "I did." "Where is she?" "I killed her." "And sucked her blood, as we vampires do." "You know, I think maybe I heard something out there." "Why don't you go check?" "How could you kill her?" "She was our best shot at getting your world back." "I don't like that you dare question me." "Maybe I'll have my minions take you out back and kill you horribly." "Vampires." "Always thinking with your teeth." "She bothered me." "She's so weak and accommodating." "She's always letting people walk all over her, and then she gets cranky with her friends for no reason." "I just couldn't let her live." "You know, he's been gone for a while." "Why don't you go check on him?" "Well, boss, since that plan is out, why don't we get with the killing?" "Oh, this is like a nightmare." "Hello?" "Giles?" "Wesley?" "I just happened to stop by... for books." "Hey, you." "Hey me?" "Hey me what?" "I have a name, you know." "Uh, Cordelia." "What did you do?" "Lock yourself in the book cage?" "Yeah." "Let me out... 'cause I'm so helpless." "OK." "I think Giles keeps a spare." "How'd you manage to lock yourself in, anyway?" "Uh, I was looking at books." "I like books... 'cause I'm shy." "Yeah, right." "The famous shy girl act all the boys fall for." "Open the cage." "Wait." "It occurs to me that we've never really had the opportunity to talk." "You know, woman to woman... with you locked up." "Don't want to talk." "Hungry." "What could we talk about?" "Oh!" "Hey!" "How about the ethics of boyfriend stealing?" "I don't know if I feel like killing anymore." "I'm so bored." "It would be like shooting fish in a barrel." "Where's the fun?" "With all due respect, boss, the fun would be the eating." "Maybe we should let everyone go, give them a 30-second head start." "Wait a minute." "No!" "I like my plan." "Oh, nice try." "OK, let's get to the killing." "Why don't we start with her?" "Why don't we start with you?" "If she's a vampire, then I'm the Creature from the Black Lagoon." "And, OK... it isn't even like I was that attracted to Xander." "It was more just that we kept being put in these life or death situations, and that's always all sexy and stuff." "I mean, I more or less knew he was a loser, but that doesn't make it OK for you to come around and..." "What?" "Do I have something on my neck?" "Not yet." "Am I getting a zit?" "Cordelia, I'm very sorry." "I realize I was wrong." "I'll never steal your boyfriend again." "Like you could." "I should just leave you in there, but I'm a great humanitarian, and you will just have to think of a way to pay me back sometime." "OK." "How about dinner?" "Aah!" "Aah!" "Aah!" "I didn't mean all that stuff I said before." "I want you to have Xander." "My blessings on you both." "I'm so over him." "I need fresh blood." "Aah!" "Aah!" "No more hiding." "Back!" "Creature of the night." "Leave this place!" "Don't wanna." "[Sighs] Whatever." "Yaahh!" "I'm sorry." "No, no." "A little on edge." "You know, men in combat." "Grr." "Are you all right?" "You saved my life." "Thank you." "Oh, yes." "Uh... yes." "Was that?" "Willow." "They got Willow." "So, you doing anything tonight?" "I'm just so tired of being around human beings and all their baggage." "I'm just so tired of being around human beings and all their baggage." "I don't care if I ever get my powers back." "I think he should eat you." "This girl has a history of mental problems dating back to early childhood." "I'm a blood-sucking fiend." "Look at my outfit." "A human." "I should have smelled it right away." "A human?" "Oh, yeah?" "Could a human do this?" "Aaaah!" " Sure." "Yeah." " Yeah." " Humans do that." "Yeah." " I think, yeah." "Uhh!" "Ow!" "Ow!" "Ow!" "Happy, but ow!" "Devon, come on!" "No more snuggles?" "Buffy, no!" "Nice reflexes." "Well, I work out." "This world's no fun." "You noticed that, too?" "So, um, in your reality, I'm like this bad ass vampire, huh?" "People afraid of me?" "Oh, yeah." "I'm bad." "I'm not sure about releasing this thing into the wild, Will." "It is a demon." "I just can't kill her." "No." "Me, neither." "I mean, I know she's not me." "We have a big nothing in common, but still." "There but for the grace of getting bit." "We send her back to her world, then she stands a chance." "It's the way it should be anyway." "Uh, we're about ready here." "Don't you try any tricks now, dear." "I don't need tricks." "When I get my powers back, you will all grovel before me." "Pfff!" "If you, uh, Willows would like to, uh, complete the circle." "Good luck." "Try not to kill people." "Hands!" "Hands!" "You wanna go out tonight?" "Strangely, I feel like staying at home... and doing my homework... and flossing... and dying a virgin." "You know, you can O.D. on virtue." "Between me and my evil self, I've double guilt coupons." "I see now where the path of vice leads." "I mean, she messed up everything she touched." "I don't ever want to be like that." "Hey." "Oh, hi." "Oh, hi, listen, I didn't have a chance..." "OK, so I did the outline for the paper on Roosevelt." "It turns out there were 2 President Roosevelts, so I didn't know exactly which one to do, so I did both." "I know they're kind of short, but I can flesh them out." "Oh, and here's the bibliography." "Um, and I can retype that if you want." "You just let me know what I did wrong, and I'll get on it." "You wanna go out tonight?" "9:00 sound good?"