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: We'll just start with what we know, and take it from there. Xander
: Great. So far we know Jack about squat. Let's go from there.
: I'm the Slayer. The one with the power. And the First has me using that power to dig our graves. I've been carrying you - all of you - too far, too long. Ride's over. Kennedy
: You're out of line! Willow
: No, she's not. Kennedy
: You're gonna let her talk to you like that? Willow, she's not even the most powerful one in this room. With you here, she's not close. Buffy Summers
: You're new here, and you're wrong. Because I use the power that I have. The rest of you are just waiting for me. Xander
: Well, yeah, but only because you kinda told us to. You're our leader, Buffy, as in "follow the." Buffy Summers
: Well, from now on, I'm your leader as in "do what I say." Xander
: Ja wohl! But let's not try to forget, we're also your friends. Anya
: I'm not. Buffy Summers
: Then why are you here? Aside from getting rescued, what is it that you do? Anya
: I provide much needed... sarcasm. Xander
: Um, that'd... kinda be my job, actually.
: Get out of here, all of you. Unless you want to end up all dead and useless. Kennedy
: What are you gonna do? Spike
: What I do best.
: What's that sound? Xander
: Okay, so far, so creepy.
: You've got the magic, use it. Willow
: Wh-I-I-I don't even know what magic to use. Kennedy
: Why not just try all 32 flavors. Worst thing that happens is you go brunette. Willow
: That's not the worst thing that can happen. Anya
: She's right. And you know we have a choice. We can risk Willow's life and the rest of our lives to get Buffy back, or we leave her out there. Principal Robin Wood
: If we play it safe back here, Buffy could stay lost. Anya
: You missed her "everyone sucks but me" speech. If she's so superior, let her find her own way back.
: The darkest place I've ever been, this is what lies beyond that. This is too important for me... Kennedy
: Buffy believes in you. Willow
: You know, Buffy, sweet girl, not that bright. Kennedy
: Hey, I'm the first one to call her out when she's not making sense. In fact, this may have escaped your keen notice, but, I'm kind of a brat. I've always sort of gotten my way. So, you're gonna make it through this no matter how dark it gets, because, now, you're my way.
: Okay, magic time. You ready to, heh heh, kill me? Kennedy
: Starting to be. Willow
: Good. Fun.
: I'll be with you to keep you grounded. Willow
: Yeah, well you might have to keep me "stab-ded" if I go to the bad place. Kennedy
: You're saying I might have to kill you? Willow
: I am. Kennedy
: Bite me! Willow
: I will. I mean... I do... mean it.
: You... are a goddess. Willow
: [smiles, weakly
] And you're a slayer.
[Kennedy has just confessed an interest in Willow
: I just- I still don't get it. Why you like me. I mean, you don't even know me. Kennedy
: Have you seen you? And we like the same things. Italian, skate-punk, Robert Parker mysteries, fighting evil. Willow
: I don't like any of that stuff, except the fighting evil part. But, even then I prefer a nice foot massage. Kennedy
: Okay. I dig the way you always turn off the Moulin Rouge DVD at chapter 32 so it has a happy ending. I like the way you speak. It's interesting. And your freckles... lickable.
: Well, I just - can you always tell just - just by looking at someone? Kennedy
: No. No, of course not. That wouldn't be any fun. The fun part is the process of, of getting to know a girl. It's like, it's like flirting in code. It's using body language and laughing at the right jokes and, and looking into her eyes and knowing she's still whispering to you, even when she's not saying a word. And that sense that if you can just touch her, just once, everything will be okay for both of you. That's how you can tell. Or if she's really hot, you just get her drunk, see if she comes on to you.
: Let's start with the easy stuff. How long have you known? That you were gay? Willow
: Wait. That's easy? And what, you just assume that I'm-I'm gay? I mean, presume much? Kennedy
: Okay, sorry. How long have you enjoyed having sex with women? Willow
: Hey! And what, you think you have some sort of special "lesbidar" or something? Kennedy
: Okay, you know there's a better word for that, right?
: I've never been the bait before. That was, uh... actually, kind of scary. Caridad
: We had your back. Giles
: You did well. Your performance as a disgruntled minion was spot on. Kennedy
: I'm method.
: [making out with Willow
] Something not right? Willow
: No. No, I just, uh... I guess I'm a little scared. Kennedy
: It's probably stupid to ask why, huh? Death, war, apocalypse... Willow
: Me. I-I'm just scared that if we... and then I'll... and then... Kennedy
: And then? Isn't that the good part? Willow
: Good? Yeah, good-good feeling. But also... Kennedy
: Bad stuff? Like unrestrained moaning and screaming with joy?
: Looks like an old vineyard. Kennedy
: An evil vineyard, huh. Spike
: Like Falcon Crest.
: I don't care if it's Godzilla. I wanna get in this thing. Andrew
: Godzilla is mostly Tokyo-based, so he's probably a no-show. Amanda
: Besides, Matthew Broderick can kill Godzilla. How tough is he? Andrew
: [in a whiny voice
] Xander! Xander Harris
: Matthew Broderick did not kill Godzilla. He killed a big, dumb lizard that was *not* the real Godzilla.
: Where'd you live? Spike
: What, you mean before? A crypt, actually, but nicer. A bit more - I don't know if posh is the right word, but it was more like... Buffy
: Comfy. Kennedy
: Excuse me? When did you find it comfy?
[the Slayers-In-Training are looking at weapons
: Gotta go with the stake. It's classic. I like the feel of wood in my hand. Kennedy
: Lost me there.
: Last time I tried using magic, The First, it turned it around on me. Got inside. I felt it just surging through me, every fiber of my being. Pure, undiluted evil. I could taste it. Kennedy
: How's evil taste? Willow
: A little chalky.
: What's your story, Willow? I mean, witchcraft? Wow, that sounds new-agey. Willow
: No, i-it's safe to say that what I practice is definitely old-agey.
: You have to pretend there's a big party here. Xander
: That's fine. Parties in this house, I usually end up having to rebuild something.
: Bad idea. Annabelle snores. Willow
: You wanna do the sleeping arrangements? Kennedy
: OK. You, uh, better not hog the covers.
: [approaches Willow
] Does she wanna eat? Willow
: What? Huh? Oh, she's-oh, she's new.
: It's a text message. Oh, it's from Xander. It's one of our signals. Amanda
: Signals? Willow
: Yeah, the system we set up a while back. Like codes. Uh, this one's either "I just got lucky, don't call me for a while" or "my date's a demon who's trying to kill me." Kennedy
: You don't remember which? Willow
: It was a long time ago. Dawn
: Well, if we play the percentages... Giles
: Something's eating Xander's head. Anya
: Say, that's gratifying.
: If we don't save the world, then... nothing matters. Kennedy
: That's catchy, Amanda. Let's make that our slogan.