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GILES:
Previously on
Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

We're your "archnemesises."

Somebody! Help! (yells)

We gotta get out of this town.
Mexico.

Look, I'm not saying
it's a happy scenario,

but we're dealing
with a big bad that can be
any dead person it wants.

You know the rules.
I can't take corporeal form.

I just don't think
I can kill anybody else.

(Grunts)

Look who I found.
Guess who was buying...

mass amounts of blood
at the butcher shop?

Andrew is our--
Actually, he's our hostage.

I like to think of myself
more as a "guestage."

-BUFFY:
They're all Slayers?
-GILES: Potential Slayers.

There were many more like them
all over the world.

But now there's just a handful.

-Buffy?
-Uh, Principal Wood.

I'd like to take you out
to dinner if that's
all right with you.

-I'd be happy
to have dinner with you.
-Great.

How do you know about Slayers?

My mother was one.
She was killed when I was four.

-A demon--
-A vampire.

(classical music playing)

Oh, hello there,
gentle viewers.

You caught me catching up
on an old favorite.

It's... wonderful to get lost
in a story, isn't it?

Adventure and heroics
and discovery--

Don't they just
take you away?

Hmm.

(coughing)

Come with me now, if you will,
gentle viewers.

Join me on a new voyage
of the mind--

A little tale
I like to call...

Buffy: Slayer of the Vampires.

ANDREW:
It was cold last night,
and the wind was cruel,

but the Slayer
had a job to do.

(growls)

Unfortunately,
vampires have a job to do too.

Ouch! My goodness!
Things look bad for the Slayer,
don't they?

She didn't see
that second vampire
concealed by cover of darkness,

ready--
(Knocking)

(clears throat)
ready to attack and make her
his own vampirical spawn.

Let's rejoin them now to see--

For God's sakes, Andrew.
You've been in here for
30 minutes. What are you doing?

Entertaining and educating.

Well, why can't you just
masturbate like the rest of us?

(theme music playing)

(snarling)

-Aah!
-(panting)

(Murmuring)
That was great!

I completely got you dusting
that guy on film. Hey, why do
vampires show up on video?

I told you I didn't want you
doing that. It's distracting.

Okay, I'll cut
the footage together
and do the intro tomorrow.

She was a woman in danger.
Or was she?
Are you still filming me?

Stop!
But it's-- it's
a valuable record,

an important document
for the ages--

a Slayer in action.

A nerd in pain.
Would they like that?
'Cause we could do that.

But the--
the story needs to be told.

And birds need to fly,
and girls need
to use the toilet,

and why were you
videotaping yourself anyway?

It sounds like
kinky business to me.

The world's gonna wanna know
about Buffy. It's a story
of ultimate triumph...

tinged with the bitterness
for what's been lost
in the struggle.

It's a legacy
for future generations.

If there are any.

Buffy seems to think that this
apocalypse is going to actually
be, you know, apocalyptic.

I think your-- your story
seems pretty pointless.

Oh. I was gonna interview
you later today,

'cause, you know, your unique
perspective on the whole thing.
Oh.

Give it editorial balance
and, uh, glamour.

Oh. Well, balance
is important.
(door shuts)

People don't always
take that into account.

I could bring that to you.
Absolutely.

Let's explore the world
of our story, shall we?

This, uh-- Buffy lives
in Sunnydale, California.

Um, this is
the local high school.

There's a Hellmouth--
Hellmouth-- underneath
the high school.

See, weird things happen
on a Hellmouth.

It attracts all sorts of,
uh, bad people...

and demons and vampires.

And now there's this thing in
the basement of the high school
called the--

the Seal of Danzaltha--
Danzalthar,

and it's sort of a door
to the Hellmouth.

Uh, due to some circumstances,

it got opened up a little bit...
recently.

Um, and this, uh, nasty,

nasty vampire thing
came out of it.

It was, uh--
It was just awful.

It was awful, um--

Now this whole thing--
whole thing is being
orchestrated...

by something called
the First.

It's made up of all the evil
in the whole world.

Oh, there's also,

uh, these guys.

Uh, they-they--

they work for the First.

We don't know much about them,
except for they're very ugly,

and they're...

very mobile for blind people.

Is that all clear?

It's morning in Sunnydale.
Who the hell's got
the low-fat milk?

It's morning in Sunnydale,
and the women of
command central...

take the time
to fortify themselves
for the day ahead.

Hey!
Women and Xander.

Hey, I'm gonna do
your special intro later.

The man who is the heart
of the Slayer machine.

Yeah? The heart?

Things are tense
in command central this morning.

Buffy is clearly concerned
with some unknown danger,

and the air is filled
with foreboding.

Oh, um,
we're out of raisin bran.

I'll put it on the list.
That's probably not the...

unknown danger.

Look at this place.
A damn girl's dorm
is what it is.

That's nice.
Secondhand stinkiness.

It's a full house.
I think it's a good time
to do some introductions,

don't you, gentle viewers?
I'm Amanda,
and I grew up right here.

No, not you, sweetheart.
(mouths words)

(girl laughs)

(sighs)
Let's start from the top.

(sighs)
You've already met Buffy.

She's beautiful,
with a lion's heart and--
and the face of an angel.

She's never afraid,
because she knows
her side will always win.

Buffy and Spike
have some kind of history.

You can feel the heat
between them, although,
technically, as a vampire,

he's room temperature.

Anya-- a feisty waif
with a fiery temper...

and a vulnerable heart
that she hides,
even from herself.

This lovely girl--
I don't remember her name.

Oh, for God's sake,
is he doing that again?
Can't we make him stop?

I don't know. If we save
the world, it will be kind
of nice to have a record of it.

If we don't save the world
then... nothing matters.

Hmm. That's catchy, Amanda.
Let's make that our slogan.

Yeah, it is kind of strange
how you keep savin' the world
and there's not any proof.

Yeah. You know,
for future generations.

And it does help
the girls with training--
you know, viewing the tapes.

-Come on. No one else
thinks this is idiotic?
-XANDER: Or is it important?

I mean, Buff,
I don't get why this is
botherin' you so much.

Because it's a waste of time.
Come on. Someone has to agree
with me. Spike?

As long as you're not pointin'
that thing at me, it seems like
a fine way to keep the boy busy.

This isn't about keeping busy.
This is about war.

I'm sorry to jump
all over you guys,

but... I have to tell you
what's really going on.

There's something new.

Amanda, Dawn, you're gonna
stay home from school today.

We can survive what's coming,
but not like this.

I had a vision
of what's to come--
a horrible vision.

Hundreds upon hundreds--
(continues indistinct)
Honestly, gentle viewers,

these motivating speeches
of hers tend to get
a little long.

I'll take you back in there
in a-- in a little while.

But in the in-between time,
I thought you might
want to know...

a little about me,
your humble host.

You see, I'm--
I'm a man with a burden--

a man with a dark past.

You see, I was once
a super villain.

Thus, the validity
of the Bronsted-Debye-Huckel
equation...

at low ionic strength
has been amply tested.

And the charges on
the reactant ions
are well-known,

if their reagents
are properly characterized.

It smells funny.
I know. Kinda sweaty.

What'll it do
to Buffy?
Make her super magnetic!

Wow! She won't be able
to get out of her car.

And knives
and other sharp things
will fly at her.

We could walk right by her,
and she wouldn't be able
to stop us.

Unless we were wearing
metal belt buckles.
Then we'd stick to her.

In my plan,
we are beltless.

Wow! You're the best,
Andrew!

Yep, and good looking
and smart too.
Yeah. Wow.

Warren was cool.
And wasn't Jonathan
just the cutest thing?

Well, shall we see
if Buffy's still talking?

...I mean mentally,
and from what
I've seen so far,

there is no way
you girls are ready.
She's not done.

Even Willow looks bored,
and she usually can take
a lot of that stuff.

Look at her. Oh, oh.

Do you see that?
That-That's important.

Willow and Kennedy have been
in kind of a bad place lately,
but things are looking up.

You see, Kennedy pursued
the reluctant Willow
and won her heart,

only to find herself
frightened when she
glimpsed the darkness

that still lies within
the witch's mind.

Sidenote:
I once had my own personal
encounter with Dark Willow.

DARK WILLOW:
Jonathan. Andrew.

You boys like magic,
don't you?

Abracadabra.

(Yelps)
"Haltem!"

Okay.
Didn't see that coming.

That's because we have power
you can't imagine.

We do?

You, Dark Willow,
wield a force of mighty evil,
it is true.

-But you are new
to the game, little one.
-And you know what they say:

-If at first you don't succeed--
-Holy cats. Here it comes again.

I deflect thy power.

Damn, that is
one effective counterspell.

Thank you, little one.
Thank you.

She was something.
Indeed she was.

Hey, I think Buffy
stopped talking.

That usually means
she had to go to work.

Let's see what
the little locusts
left for breakfast, shall we?

(chattering)
Not late.
Not late till the bell rings.

Hey! Hey! Break it up!

(bell rings)
Get in class.

Uh-oh.

Hey, shy girl.
Don't do this.

Oh.
(slaps)

Ow.

You knew I was there.
Yeah.

Y-You noticed me.
It's okay. I promise.

- It may seem that--
- (girl sobbing)

Wh-Wh-What's wrong?
The mirror said I was fat.

It sai it!

I can't take this semester
anymore. It's just so much
for me to handle.

So not only does
Mr. Hildebad move up
the trig exam to today,

but he also makes it cover three
more chapters, and I've got
an English paper due tomorrow.

I feel like
I'm gonna explode.
Hey, uh, I can help.

You just need to relax,
you know? Maybe one of you
guys could give him a foot rub?

What?

Something bad is going on.
Oh, is that right?

Oh, you're hurt.
What happened?

Someone threw a rock at me
as I got out of my car.

I didn't really get
a good chance to see who.

Yeah, well, it could've been
any of 'em-- students, teachers.
Something is going on today.

Yes, well, um, that
occurred to me as I ducked
the other two rocks.

Buffy, what the hell
is this?
Huh. Everything.

Slowly, I may be
concussed here.

Mm, there's this thing that
happens here, in this school,
over the Hellmouth,

where... the way
a thing feels,

i-it kind of starts
being that way for real.

And I've seen
all these things before,
just not all at once.

So, what-- It's like hell's
a-bustin' out all over?

Exactly.

So, what's the worst
that can happen?

War, pretty much.

Oh, I see you're
being amusing now
with comical exaggeration.

Being in high school
can feel like being at war.
Now it's true.

The students feel
like the teachers
are out to get them,

the Chess Club
resents the French Club
for taking the activities room,

and, well, everybody hates
the cheerleaders.

If we don't do something
about this, we're gonna have
a riot on our hands,

and a lot of other
nasty stuff too.
Like what?

(boy screaming)
(explosion)

(scattered shouts, screams)
He really should've
had that foot rub.

Dawn is a typical American
teenager, bubbly and sweet
with a hunger for fun...

and a smile that
lights up the room.

(giggles) Hello.

Dawn used to be a key.
I don't really know
what that means.

(Andrew gasps)
Oh, hey.

Heh! Here's something
I think you're going to be
interested in, gentle viewers.

Look at the fine work Xander did
on replacing that window sash.

You can't even tell it's new,
it blends in so well.

He's extraordinary.

WOOD:
And you've dealt
with this before?

I mean, you've seen stuff
like this in the high school?

Sure. You know,
swim team monsters
or killer prom dogs--

again, not all at once.

So what makes now
so special?

My guess?
It's that Seal thing
in the basement.

It's like all the Hellmouth's
energy is trying to escape
from that one little spot,

and it's getting all--
Focusy.

Careful. You're starting
to speak like me now.

This is Xander and Anya
interview number one for Buffy:
A Slayer of the Vampires.

ANYA:
That's what you're calling it?
Either that or,

Buffy: The Slayer
Who Knew No Fear.
I like that one.

Thank you, Xander.
That's sweet of you.

I understand that exactly
one year ago today,
you left Anya at the altar.

Any comment on that?
Whoa. What the hell?

I just think people
will be interested.

I know I am. What do you
have to say for yourself
one year later?

I've apologized enough.
That's what I have to say.

-But you think it was something
that called for an apology?
-Well, yes.

So, you don't think it was
the right thing to do.

-Of course he doesn't think
it was the right thing to do.
-It was the right thing to do.

-What?
-Interesting.

I feel like we're
getting to something here.

Look, Anya, if had married you,
it would've been against
everything I felt was best.

It wouldn't have worked.

But we--

we still spark.

I mean, I--
I get jealous of you.
You get jealous of me.

You still love me.

Is that true, Xander?
Do you still love her?

BUFFY:
I swear we just
covered this thing up.

WOOD:
It doesn't want
to stay hidden anymore.

It wants to turn these kids
into monsters and victims
and who knows what.

Well, it's more
than that.

Look, Robin, I, um--

I had a vision
the other day.

You have visions?

Sometimes.
Oh.

Well, how do you know
that they're not just dreams?

You're running
to catch the bus naked?
That's a dream.

Army of vicious
vampire creatures?
That's a vision.

Also, I was awake.
A bus to where?

-I mean, an army of how many?
-Hundreds.

Maybe hundreds of hundreds.
I--

All I know is
the last ubervamp I faced
crawled out of that very hole.

Makes me awfully nervous.
What are you doing?

Now, have you ever
really studied it?
You know, gotten close?

Well, I know it's a goat
with its tongue out.

Uh, Willow did a search
on the symbolic database,

but, uh, it turns out everybody
likes a good goat's tongue--

rock groups, covens
and Greek cookbooks.

-She said she couldn't
narrow it down.
-And you trust her?

Yes.
Why wouldn't I trust her?

I don't know why any of you
should trust each other.

-You've all been evil
at some point, right?
-No, that's-that's not true.

I mean, yeah,
Willow had a bad patch,
but I've never been.

(voice deepens)
Evil is what evil does,
and I know what you're doing.

You're with that vampire,
screwing that vampire,
you filthy whore!

Robin, are you okay?

Ohh!

What happened?

I-- I think it was
controlling you.

Buffy, we gotta
get rid of this Seal.

We gotta shut it down before
it starts affecting everyone.

Think I have
a pretty good idea
who we should talk to.

Yeah? Who's that?

The guy that fed it
its first drop of blood.

(squealing)

God, I hope that's
not a student.

I thought I told you to piss off
with this bloody camera.

Yet, here you are again
with that thing in my face.
Would you sod off...

before I rip your throat out
and eat your--
ANDREW: Uh, Spike?

The light was
kind of behind you.

Oh, right.

Uh... (sighs)

what, this better then?

(exhales sharply)

I thought I told you to piss off
with that bloody camera.

Here you are again
with that thing in my face.
Would you sod off--

You keep dodging
the question.
I don't mean to.

It's just, you know
how I feel, right?

And you were the one who--
who didn't want to keep
seeing each other.

And here's where we hop on
the merry-go-round
of rotating knives.

I blame you and you blame me,
and we both end up
all cut to shreds.

Please, just tell--

Do you still love me?

Yes.

I still love you.
I always will.

I just don't know if that
means anything for us anymore.
Well, I love you too.

I don't know if that
means anything either.

Well, it's nice to hear.

I'm not gonna find anyone
out there like you, am I?

It doesn't seem likely.

I guess I'm more replaceable,
obviously.

No.

(continues on camcorder)
There's no one like you, Xander.
(mouthing words)

You were willing to stand up
to danger, even when your hands
had no weapons.

You were-were ready
to protect me with your life.

Yeah, I guess we
fit together pretty good.

ANYA:
We fit together great.

XANDER:
You know, sometimes I want
to be back in your life.

ANYA:
I hope you know
you never left my heart.

(audio reversed, sped up)
(clicks)

I'm not gonna find anyone
out there like you, am I?

-It doesn't seem likely.
-(door opens)

Heads up, Andrew.
We gotta talk.
(door shuts)

We just spent the day
keeping a lid on a war.

Ooh! That will be
very exciting on tape.

The school is out of control
with energy from the Hellmouth.

It's time for you
to help, Andrew.
Well, right now,

Well, right now I'm really
more about the recording of--
No. No more watching.

The Seal thing is your baby, and
you gotta get in there before
it tears everything apart.

(door opens, thuds)

(all chanting in Latin)

(deep voice)
Desde abajo te devora.

Desde abajo te devora.

Desde abajo...

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

-Jesús.
-Did you have it again?

-I had it again.
-And that voice--

(attempts to recite chant)

What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Let's try looking it up
again in the morning
in the diccionario.

-Holy cats,
that was terrifying.
-We're fugitives,

haunted by our past,
tormented by a message
we don't understand.

We're hunted men,
driven mad by forces
beyond our understanding.

We're men of faded power,
tortured from within by--
by a voice out of nowhere.

I don't deserve this.
I wasn't even that evil.

-I thought you were evil.
-Yeah?

Sure.

I respected your ideas for--
for evil projects,

and I thought you had
good follow-through.

Oh. Well, thanks.

It's nice that you noticed.
WILLOW: Okay, I think we're
getting a little off track here.

I don't want to do this anymore.
Everyone's staring at me.

Just focus on the charm.
You have to focus on the charm
to pull the memories out.

-Tell us about the Seal.
-But it tickles,
and I'm all tense.

Can't I have a cool,
refreshing Zima?

BUFFY: No Zima.
SPIKE: Shut your face
about the Zima. Just talk.

You were the first one
to uncover the Seal
and feed it blood.

-How did you know it was there?
How'd you know what to do?
-I-I don't know.

Stuff happened.
I-- I forget.

So remember.
Look at the charm.

But I'm not a part of this.
I document.

I don't participate.
I'm the detached journalist
recording with a neutral eye.

Andrew! Stop it,
or I'm going to smash
this camera over your head.

Actually,
I'm gonna do that anyway,
so you might as well talk.

And stop going off topic.
I wasn't off topic!

It's gonna get relevant
in a second, because Jonathan's
gonna go to the bathroom.

I'm gonna go
to the bathroom.

* La cucaracha

* La cucaracha

* La la la la la

(gasps)
Did you get the knife?

Oh! Oh, gosh.

Gosh, I'm... glad to see you.
Me too.
You're looking good.

Am I? I... probably have
pillow creases.

No, no, it's good. You're a man
on the run. You got kind of
a wild, desperate thing goin'.

Did you, uh--
Did you get the knife?

Yeah. It wasn't easy.

I had to meet this demon guy
who sells all kinds of
weird weapons and stuff.

-Okay, show me.
-Well, I didn't buy them,

but there were poison arrows
and this sort of
collapsible sword.

-Show me the knife!
-Oh, right. (chuckles)

-Quick, before
the shortcake comes back.
-Oh, it'll be a while.

He's got a shy bladder.
Jonathan, you okay in there?

JONATHAN:
Don't talk to me. I'm fine.

Pretty knife, except the,
uh-- the stabbing.

I don't--
I don't think I can do it.

Jonathan has been
a good friend to me
here in México.

He said he'll
buy me a burro.
No, you can stab him.

That was all part
of the plan.

That boy's blood is
a powerful tribute.
It's a--

It's a gift
to something very big,
very important,

and ultimately,
it won't even hurt him.

We get a reward--
you and me and him too.

We live as gods.
That's right, man.

The Trio,
livin' as gods.
(Snaps Fingers)

* We are as gods, oh
(unicorn whinnies)

* We are gods

* We are as gods,
we are as *

(falsetto)
* Gods *

There's power in that knife.
Drive the words deep into him.

It's the only way for us
to get our reward.
Got it.

If I kill him
with this knife,
we live as gods.

Wait a second. Go back.
What was that part again?

-You mean this part?
-* We are as gods

Not that part.
We need to see that knife.

-There's something there.
-Kennedy, search his stuff.
Find the knife.

It's not in my stuff.
It's in the kitchen
in the cutlery drawer.

You didn't have
any steak knives.

You put your old murder weapon
in with our utensils?

-I washed it.
-SPIKE: What are
you lookin' for?

He said the First said
something about words, like,
"Drive the words deep into him."

There was some carving on
the blade. I just thought
it was a pattern.

Found it.

Okay, you're Mr. Demon Summoner.
How are you with
demon languages?

Well, you were right.
It's in Tuwarik.

It's, uh, like, proto-Tuwarik.
It's really, really old.

But what's the big?
We've never known anything
about this Seal.

Now we know that this knife
and this language are connected
to it somehow.

Andrew, do you
speak Tuwarik?

Yeah, I'm okay with it.
It says,

"The blood which I spill
I consecrate to
the oldest evil."

-KENNEDY: Creepy.
-Wil, what are you thinking?

You think you can
do something with that?
I--

Let me work on it.

I think it's got a shot.

Guess what, Andy? You just won
yourself a free vacation

to the beautiful
downtown Hellmouth.

So he can do what?
Yell at it in it's own language?

-Maybe.
-What? I-- I'm not following.

Look, we have to deal
with the Seal right away.
We already might have to

just shut the school down,
and I am not losing any more
territory to the First.

Besides,
it's the only thing
we've got.

The Seal responds to this
language somehow, or the First
wouldn't have needed the knife.

Andrew knows the language--
can really talk to it,
maybe give it commands.

Come on.
Robin, Spike, let's go.

Riot that
almost happened.

-Looks to me like
it happened after all.
-(distant shout)

Looks to me like
it's still happening.

Nice way to run a school.
There's gotta be kids
injured in here.

Yeah. Easy pickings for
the likes of you, huh?

Hey, here to help,
you know?

Right.

Check out Spike
and the principal.

There's something
going on there--

sexual tension you could
cut with a knife.

(distant shouts)

BOY:
This way! Come on!

These kids went nuts,
didn't they?
No kidding.

Shh. They'll hear you.

Buffy, they're all
the way down-- Uuh!

Spike!

-SPIKE:
Kids are getting stronger.
-ANDREW: Oh, God. Oh, God.

Struck down before
I achieve redemption.

Spike! Don't kill 'em!
They're just students.

They'll live.

Okay. Spike, Wood,
I need you guys to stay here.
Hold our line of retreat.

So, I'll be staying here with
these men, helping out with
that holding-the-line thing.

I'll be with Buffy.

We make our way down the stairs,
carefully, alert for any danger.
Oh, stop it!

I was just--
No more.

But I just-- I just want
the world to see what you do.

What I do is too important
to show the world.
Ooh, I like that.

Be quiet!
I don't want a biographer,
especially a murderer.

Yeah, well, see, about that?
We just keep tossing
that word around,

but that's not really
what happened.

What? You stabbed
Jonathan to death.

What were you trying to do?
Scratch his back from the front?
It was confusing.

Jonathan and I were digging,
but Warren was there,
and only I could see him.

ANDREW'S VOICE:
Not one of them
cares about you.

JONATHAN:
But I care about them.
That's why I'm here.

-Do it. Stab him.
-No. I can't do it.

What?
Do it now.

-This isn't right.
-Stab him. Spill the blood.

Who are you talkin' to?
What isn't right?
What's wrong with you?

FIRST/WARREN:
Are you a little coward?
No.

-But did you actually think
I could use this?
-That's good.

-JONATHAN: A knife?
-Just do it. It'll feel good.

-What's going on?
-He's making me do it.

You tricked me. Damn you!
I'll kill you first!

Stab him!
You have to!
I'll kill you!

If you fail, I'll haunt your
soul and I'll hate you forever!
I'll kill you!

-(gasps)
-(thuds)

No-o-o!

(crying)

See, I'm a man trapped
by circumstances into
paying for a crime...

I didn't even--
Huh.

What?
No, I just--
I thought you would say that.

I saw the Seal possess Wood
like that earlier today.

Yes. Yes, see--

JONATHAN:
That's why I'm here.

Die! Die!

Die!

What...

(knife clatters)
have I done?

Get out of my brain!

(screams, sobs)

You just completely changed
your entire story.
Did not.

Uh, you did too.
Did-- Hey, here we are.

(students chanting In Latin)
Wait.
There's someone in there.

We should go.
Whoa. No.
We are going in.

Just be prepared, okay?
The Seal could've done
anything to them.

Go.

Nope. They're okay.

XANDER:
Well.

Well, well.

That was nice.

It certainly was,
you carpenter you.
Heh-heh!

It's too bad
Buffy took Spike's
chains down, huh?

(sighs)
You said it.

Mmm. I feel good.

Uh, well, yeah.

I'm a spitfire
in the bedroom.

Yeah, I knew we'd always
do that again.

Yeah, one more time anyway.

Is that what that was?

One more time?

Do you think there--
there should be more?

I don't know.

It was nice. It felt, uh--

It felt like
a "one more time."

I think maybe
we're really over.

Which, uh--
It's good, right?

I mean,
now we can move on.

Sure.

I wonder what's keepin' 'em.
I thought they'd be
up here by now.

How'd they make this in here,
you suppose?

Woodshop, I guess.
It's nice to know they're
paying attention in class.

She's like a woman fighting
for more than life. She fights
like fighting is her life.

It is the air she breathes,
and she knows she will win
because there is no alternative.

(panting)
It's your turn, Andrew.

So you figure, what? I, uh--

I stand on the Seal and hold
the knife and, like, command it
to stop glowing in Tuwarik?

-Or we could do this.
-What?

It doesn't really make sense,
does it?

Bringing you here
to talk to it?

This thing doesn't
understand words.
It understands blood.

Blood opens it.
You don't want to open it.
Opening it... would be bad.

Yeah, Willow did
a little research.

Turns out the blood of
the person that awoke it-- you--

Different kind of deal.

It reverses the whole thing.

So, how-- how much blood...

are you gonna--

I don't know.
Maybe not enough to kill you.

So, this is my
redemption at last.
I buy back my bruised soul...

with the blood of my heart,

but-- but not enough to--
to kill.

Stop.

Stop telling stories.

Life isn't a story.

Sorry. Sorry.

Shut up.
You always do this.

You make everything
into a story, so no one's
responsible for anything,

because they're just
following a script.

Please, don't kill me.
Warren said Jonathan
would be okay.

I trusted him,
and I lost my friend.

You didn't lose him.
You murdered him.

(whispers)
I know.

You don't need to kill me.

You said we could
all get through this.
I made it up.

I'm making it all up.

So what kind of hero
does that make me?

No, you're--
you're doing great,
really. Kudos.

Yeah? Well, I don't
like having to give
a bunch of speeches...

about how we're
all gonna live,
because we won't.

This isn't some story
where good triumphs

because good triumphs.

Good people
are going to die.

Girls.

Maybe me.

Probably you.

Probably right now.

Don't. Please.

Don't, please!

When your blood pours out,
it might save the world.

What do you think about that?
Does it buy it all back?

-Are you redeemed?
-No.

-Why not?
-Because I killed him.

(crying)
Because I--

I-- I listened to Warren,
and I pretended I thought
it was him,

but I knew--
I knew it wasn't.

And I killed Jonathan,
and now...

you're gonna kill me,
and I'm--

I'm scared
and I'm going to die.

And this--

this is--
this is what Jonathan felt.

(sobbing)

It stopped.

Thanks.

Sorry I had to--
You--

So you weren't really
gonna stab me, were you?

I wasn't going
to stab you.

What if the--
the tears didn't work?

(sniffling)

What's goin' on?

-Huh! She got it done.
-Always has.

So far.

(exhales deeply)

Here's the thing.

I killed my best friend.

There's a big fight coming,
and...

(sighs)
I don't know
what's gonna happen.

I don't even think
I'm gonna live through it.

That's, uh, probably
the way it should be.

I guess I'm--

(sighs)

* We are as gods