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Previously on Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

There's only one thing I've ever been sure of-- you.

You're the one, Buffy.

Trying to turn a bunch of little girls into an army?

BUFFY: They're potential Slayers.

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

Where are we going?

-BUFFY'S VOICE: Dearest Dawn. -What's this?

Don't be angry with Xander.

-This isn't the place for either of you. -(electrical crackling)

A scythe forged in secrecy for one like you.

Does this mean I can win?

CALEB: I was kind of hoping it would go this way.

-Hey. -(groans)

At least you could tell me you're glad to see me.

That bitch.

Well, I guess that qualifies as happy to see me.

Angel, what are you doing h--

Don't even. I just want to bask.

Okay, I'm basked. What are you doing here?

Not saving a damsel in distress, that's for sure.

Well, you know me. Not much with the damseling.

-Got your share of distress though. -You heard?

I got coverage on the whole thing.

It's very gripping. It needs a third act.

-You have to leave L.A. -It's the First, right?

The First Evil?

The power that tried to convince me to kill myself?

Yeah. It's gotten a little more ambitious since then.

-It's raising an army. -Yeah, well, it failed once, and I'm here to tell you--

Are you ready to finish this, bitch?

(theme music playing)

Okay. How many times do I have to kill you?

-Ballpark figure? -You understand nothing.

You think you have power over me?

Stupid girl! You'll never stop me.

-You don't have the-- -(blow lands)

-(gasping) -Who does nowadays?

Okay. Now I'm pissed. Where is he?

He had to split. (snickering)

Yeah. She needs you real bad.

I'll have the guys go through that, see if there's anything new.

-Reliable source? -Not remotely.

Mmm. Any port in an apocalypse.

I, uh, brought somethin' else as well.

I can already tell you I have nothing that goes with that.

-It's not for you. -Explainy?

I don't know everything. It's very powerful and probably very dangerous.

Has a purifying power or cleansing power- Possibly scrubbing bubbles.

The translation is, uh... Ugh.

Anyway, it bestows strength to the right person who wears it.

-And the right person is? -Someone ensouled.

But stronger than human. A champion. It isn't me.

-Or me. -No.

I don't know nearly enough about this to risk you wearing it.

Besides, you got that real cool...

ax thing goin' for you.

So you're gonna be with me in this?

Shoulder to shoulder. I'm yours.

No.

-"No" what? -No.

You're not gonna be in this fight.

-Why the hell not? -Because I can't risk you.

-You need me in this. -No, I need you gone.

Why?

If I lose, if this thing gets past Sunnydale,

then it's days, maybe hours,

before the rest of the world goes.

-I need a second front, and I need you to run it. -Okay.

That's one reason. What's the other?

There is no other.

Is it Spike?

You're not tellin' me somethin'.

And the scent-- I remember it pretty well.

You vampires.

Anybody ever you the whole smelling people thing's a little gross?

-Is he your boyfriend? -Is that your business?

You in love with him?

Okay, maybe I'm out of line,

but this is kind of a curve ball for me.

I mean, we are talkin' about Spike here.

It's different. He's different.

-He has a soul now. -Oh.

-Well. -What?

That's great. Everyone's got a soul now.

-He'll make a difference. -You know, I started it,

the whole having a soul,

before it was all the cool new thing.

Oh, my god. Are you 12?

I'm gettin' the brush-off for Captain Peroxide.

It doesn't necessarily bring out the champion in me.

You're not getting the brush-off.

Are you just gonna come here and go all Dawson on me every time I have a boyfriend?

-Aha! Boyfriend! -He's not.

But...

he is in my heart.

That'll end well.

What was the highlight of our relationship?

When you broke up with me or when I killed you?

I'm well aware of my stellar history with guys.

(sighs) And, no, I don't see...

fat grandchildren in the offing with Spike.

And I don't think that really matters right now.

You know, in the midst of all this... insanity...

a couple of things are actually starting to make sense.

And the guy thing--

(sighs)

I always figured there was something wrong with me,

you know, because I couldn't make it work.

Maybe I'm not supposed to.

Because you're the Slayer.

Because--

Okay. I'm cookie dough.

I'm not done baking.

I'm not finished becoming

whoever the hell it is I'm gonna turn out to be.

I make it through this and the next thing...

and the next thing, and...

maybe one day I turn around and realize I'm ready.

I'm cookies.

And then, you know, if I want someone to eat--

or enjoy warm, delicious...

cookie me, then...

that's fine.

That'll be then.

When I'm done.

Any thoughts on who might enjoy...

Do I have to go with the cookie analogy?

I'm not really thinking that far ahead.

That's kind of the point.

I'll go start workin' on the second front.

Make sure I don't have to use it.

Angel?

I do...

sometimes think that far ahead.

Sometimes is something.

Be a long time coming.

Years, if ever.

I ain't gettin' any older.

-Ow. -Dumbass.

Don't look at me. This is a Summers thing. It's all very violent.

If you get killed, I'm telling.

Did you find out anything about the scythe?

It slices, dices, and makes julienne preacher.

-Caleb? -I cut him in half.

-All right! -ANYA: He had that coming.

Hey, party in my eye socket, and everyone's invited.

Sometimes I shouldn't say words.

So, where's tall, dark and forehead?

Let me guess. You can smell him?

Yeah. That, and I also used my enhanced vampire eyeballs

to watch you kissing him.

It was... a hello.

Most people don't use their tongues to say hello.

Or I guess they do, but--

There were no tongues. Besides, he's gone.

Oh, just popped by for a quickie then?

Good. Good. I haven't had quite enough jealous vampire crap for one night.

He wears lifts, you know.

You know, one of these days I'm just gonna put you two in a room and let you rassle it out.

-No problem at this end. -Hmm.

There could be oil of some kind involved.

-Where's the trinket? -The "who-ket"?

The pretty necklace your sweetie-bear gave you. The one with all the power.

I believe it's mine now.

-How do you figure? -Someone with a soul, but more than human.

Angel meant to wear it.

That means I'm the qualified party.

It's volatile. We don't know--

You'll be needing someone strong to bear it then.

You plannin' on givin' it to Andrew?

Angel said the amulet was meant to be worn by a champion.

Been called a lot of things in my time.

Faith still has my room.

Well, you're not stayin' here.

You can't buy me off with shiny beads and sweet talk.

You got Angel breath.

I'm not gonna just let you whack me back and forth like a rubber ball.

I've got my pride, you know?

I understand.

Clearly you don't, 'cause the whole "havin' my pride" thing was just a smoke screen.

Oh, thank god.

I don't know what I would have done if you'd have gone up those stairs.

Pretty, ain't it?

-You're not him. -No, you killed him, right and proper.

Terrible loss. This man was my good right arm.

Course, it don't pain me too much.

Don't need an arm. Got an army.

An army of vampires. However will I fight--

Every day our numbers swell.

But then you do have an army of your own.

Some 30-odd pimply-faced girls don't know the pointy end of a stake.

-Maybe I should call this off. -You ever considered a cool name?

I mean, since you're incorporeal and basically powerless.

How about the Taunter? Strikes fear in the heart of--

I will overrun this Earth.

And when my army outnumbers the humans on this Earth,

the scales will tip, and I will be made flesh.

Talk on. I'm not afraid of you.

Then why aren't you asleep in your dead lover's arms?

'Cause he can't help you.

Nor Faith. Nor your friends.

Certainly not your wanna-slay brigade.

None of those girlies will ever know real power unless you're dead.

Now, you know the drill.

Into every generation, a Slayer is born.

One girl in all the world.

She alone will have the strength and skill to--

There's that word again.

What you are. How you'll die...

alone.

Where's your snappy comeback?

You're right.

Hmm. Not your best.

I'm drowning in Cool Whip.

Weird dream.

Buffy.

-Is there something wrong? -No.

Yeah.

I just realized something.

Something that really never occurred to me before.

We're gonna win.

What do you think?

That depends.

Are you in any way... kidding?

You don't think it's a good idea?

-It's pretty radical, B. -It's a lot more than that.

Buffy, what you said, it-it flies in the face of everything we've ever--

every generation has ever done in the fight against evil.

I think it's bloody brilliant.

-You mean that? -If you want my opinion.

-Really do. -Whoa.

Hey. Not to-to poop on the party her,

but I'm the guy that's gonna have to pull this thing off.

It is beaucoup de mojo.

This goes beyond anything I've ever done.

It's a total loss of control,

and not in a nice, wholesome, "my girlfriend has a pierced tongue" kind of way.

I wouldn't ask if I didn't think you could do it.

I-- I'm not sure that I'm stable enough.

You can do this, Willow. We'll get the coven

on the line, and-and we'll find out how they can help.

-I'll-- -Oh!

Pierced tongue.

-Dawn needs to do a research thing. -Yes, you do.

It's cool. Watcher Junior to the library.

I'll go dig up my sources-- quite literally, actually.

-Come on. -The only two people I have to speak to are dead.

Let's go assemble the cannon fodder.

That's not what we're callin' 'em, sweetie.

Not to their faces. What, am I insensitive?

BUFFY: I hate this.

I hate being here.

I hate that you have to be here.

I hate that there's evil

and that I was chosen to fight it.

I wish a whole lot of the time that I hadn't been.

I know a lot of you wish I hadn't been either.

This isn't about wishes.

This is about choices.

I believe we can beat this evil.

Not when it comes. Not when its army is ready. Now.

Tomorrow morning, I'm opening the Seal.

I'm going down into the Hellmouth, and I am finishing this once and for all.

Right now you're asking yourself what makes this different.

What makes us anything more than a bunch of girls being picked off one by one?

It's true. None of you have the power that Faith and I do.

So, here's the part where you make a choice.

It's one hell of a risky idea.

Buffy's wacky that way.

Yeah. There's one more vent right by the stairs.

If we block that, they got no sewer access.

That should drive them straight up into the school proper.

-That's assuming they get past us. -Which, no offense, I am.

Come on. You gotta have a little faith.

I think I've had my share, thanks.

Well, I trundled right into that one, didn't I?

Look, I'm sorry if it seemed like I was blowing you off the other day.

I was just trying to, you know, blow you off.

Yeah, you know what? I figured that one out all by myself.

It's nothin' personal. It's just, after I get bouncy with a guy,

there's not that much more I need to know about him.

-That's bleak. -The way of the world.

That's good to know, 'cause for a second there, I thought it was more

defensive, isolationist Slayer crap.

(chuckling) And he comes out swingin'.

Faith, there's a whole world out there that you don't even know about,

and a lot of the men in it are pretty decent guys.

They'd surprise you.

A guy looks at me, let's just say his priorities shift.

-Oh, why? Because you're so hot? -It is what it is, yo.

Oh, please. I am so much prettier than you are.

Oh, and, uh, for the record...

our little encounter didn't exactly change my world.

You're trippin'. That was rock 'em, sock 'em.

Oh, no, no, no. It was-- it was nice enough, you know,

and-and you're-- you're very, um, mmm, enthused,

and I think with a little more experience, you--

-Dude, I got mad skills. -Yeah, of course. Let's finish up.

Oh, hell with that. We're goin' again, baby.

-You're gonna learn a little respect here, pal. -Faith--

Make me a deal, all right?

We live through this, you give me the chance to surprise you.

What will be the surprise?

You do know the meaning of the word, right?

(buckling belt) Fine. Deal.

Good enough.

-No way you're prettier than me. -Little bit, yeah.

I really wish she hadn't said that about me.

What? The thing Buffy said?

-I think it's true. -(whimpers)

I'll be with you to keep you grounded.

Yeah, well, you might have to keep me "stab-ded" if I go to the bad place.

You're sayin' I might have to kill you.

-I am. -Bite me!

I will. I mean, I do... mean it.

The darkest place I've ever been,

this is what lies beyond that.

-This is too important for me-- -Buffy believes in you.

You know Buffy? Sweet girl. Not that bright.

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.

I'd better go over this again.

I-I'm all turned around. Y-You're here, yeah?

By the pillar, yeah. Protecting this area.

That puts me over by the door. Demons around the perimeter.

Right. I open the door.

"You go through the door and are confronted by Trogdor the Burninator."

Oh, bugger. It's a fight.

Adios to five hit points. "Trogdor has badly wounded you."

Wait a minute. What about my, uh, bag of illusions?

(scoffs) Illusions against a Burninator?

Silly, silly British man.

I invoke a time flux on Trogdor.

-Step down, girlfriend. You can't just-- -Ninth-level sorcerer

and I carry the Emerald Chalice.

Trogdor is frozen in time. Deal with it.

Smackdown on Red Riding Hood. This could get ugly.

How could it possibly get uglier? I used to be a highly respected Watcher

and now I'm a wounded dwarf with the mystical strength of a doily.

I just wish I could sleep.

What kind of person could sleep on a night like this?

Only the crazy ones.

(snoring softly)

(footsteps approaching)

Welcome to Sunnydale High.

There's no running in the halls, no yelling, no gum chewing.

Apart from that, there's only one rule.

-If they move, kill them. -Okay. Potentials, in the basement.

-Follow Faith and Spike. -XANDER: If you have to go to the bathroom, it's to your left.

If you don't have to go to the bathroom, picture what you're about to face.

Better to go now.

-Willow, my office is straight through there. -It's right over the Seal.

-I'll start getting you set up. -Thanks.

Okay. Civilians. If the vampires get upstairs,

we have three areas they can get through

to another building and then down into the sewers,

down the hall in the atrium...

the north hall here, and the primary target:

through the lounge, straight to the science building.

Now, odds are most of them will head there.

Teams of two then. I suggest you and I take the lounge.

-I concur. -Xander, I want you with Dawn.

-I concur. -We'll check out the atrium.

So that leaves me and the Dungeon Master in the north hall?

-We will defend it with our very lives. -Yes.

We will defend it with his very life.

-And don't be afraid to use him as a human shield. -Good. Yes. Thanks.

I just want to say how proud I am to die

for this very special cause with you guys.

There's some, um--

there's some people I'd like to thank...

both good and evil. Um...

a shout-out to my brother Tucker...

who gave me the inspiration to summon demons...

-and also-- -Nobody cares, you little monkey.

I'm gonna check out our field of engagement.

-Dawn-- -No.

Anything you say is gonna sound like goodbye.

-So, what do you guys want to do tomorrow? -Nothing strenuous.

Well, mini-golf is always the first thing that comes to mind.

-I think we can do better than that. -I was thinking about shopping,

-as per usual. -Oh, there's an Arden B. in the new mall.

I could use a few items.

Are we gonna discuss this?

Save the world or go to the mall?

-I'm having a wicked shoe craving. -Aren't you on the patch?

-Those never work. -And here I am, invisible to the eye.

See, I need a new look. It's this whole eye patch thing.

Oh! You could go with the full black secret-agent look.

Or the puffy shirt, the pirate slash...

The Earth is definitely doomed.

You first, B.

WILLOW: They should be in place.

Okay. Magic time.

You ready to... (nervous chuckle) kill me?

Starting to be.

Good. Fun.

Great.

Brace yourself.

Come on, Red.

Make it happen.

Not to be a buzz kill, luv,

but my fabulous accessory isn't exactly tingling with power.

-I'm not worried. -I'm getting zero juice here.

-And I look like Elizabeth Taylor. -Cheer up, Liz.

If Willow's big spell doesn't work,

it won't matter what you wear.

I'm not worried.

-(vampires snarling) -(metal clanging)

-I'm not worried. -RONA: Really?

-'Cause I'm flashing back to Xander's whole bathroom speech. -Buffy?

I'm not worried.

Long as Willow can work her spell before they...

-see us. -(roaring)

Willow?

Oh... my... goddess.

So here's the part where you make a choice.

What if you could have that power? Now?

In every generation, one Slayer is born

because a bunch of men who died

thousands of years ago made up that rule.

They were powerful men.

This woman... is more powerful than all of them combined.

Mmm.

So, I say we change the rule.

I say my power should be our power.

Tomorrow, Willow will use the essence of the scythe

to change our destiny.

From now on, every girl in the world

who might be a Slayer

will be a Slayer.

Every girl who could have the power, will have the power.

Can stand up, will stand up.

Slayers.

Every one of us.

Make your choice.

Are you ready to be strong?

These guys are dust.

Willow?

You... are a goddess.

And you're a Slayer.

-(scythe scrapes) -Get this to Buffy.

Ha! That was nifty.

Buffy!

Catch!

I could get used to this.

They're leaving! They're retreating!

I think they're coming.

Oh, god. I'm terrified.

I didn't think.

I mean, I-- I just figured you'd be terrified

and I would be sarcastic about it.

Picture happy things. A lake.

Candy canes. Bunnies.

Bunnies.

Floppy, hoppy... bunnies.

I have swimmer's ear!

Buffy!

Look at this thing now.

I think it's-- (groans)

Keep the line together!

Drive them to the edge! We can't let them--

Buffy!

Hold the line.

(gasping)

We call it the greenhouse effect. Very dangerous.

Rona!

Oh, no. Ow.

Mommy, this mortal wound is all itchy.

You pulled a nice trick.

You came pretty close to smacking me down.

What more do you want?

I want you...

to get out of my face.

Oh, bollocks.

-Buffy! -Spike!

Everybody out! Now!

-I can feel it, Buffy. -What?

My soul.

It's really there.

Kinda stings.

POTENTIAL: Get out of the way!

-What? -Hurry up!

-The bus. -Get 'em on the bus!

Everybody, this way!

Anya?

Anya?

Go on, then.

No. No, you've done enough. You could still--

No. You've beat them back. It's for me to do the clean-up.

Buffy, come on!

Gotta move, lamb.

Think it's fair to say, school's out for bloody summer.

-Spike-- -I mean it. I gotta do this.

I love you.

No, you don't.

But thanks for sayin' it.

Now go!

I want to see how it ends.

(chuckling)

Oh, it's okay.

Look at me! This is nothing!

Stay awake! This is nothing!

Why didn't I die?

Ease off. We're clear.

I don't understand. What did this?

Spike.

So did you see?

I-I was scared. I'm sorry.

Did you see what happened? I mean, was she--

She was incredible.

She died saving my life.

That's my girl. Always doing the stupid thing.

FAITH: It's not bad. You just sit here.

-I'll get someone to-- -Hey.

Did-- did we make it?

We made it. We won.

(coughing)

Surprise.

Looks like the Hellmouth is officially closed or business.

There's another one in Cleveland,

not to spoil the moment.

We saved the world.

We changed the world.

I can feel them, Buffy.

All over.

Slayers are awakening everywhere.

-We'll have to find them. -We will.

Yes, because the mall was actually in Sunnydale...

so there's no hope of going there tomorrow.

We destroyed the mall? I fought on the wrong side.

All those shops gone.

The Gap, Starbucks, Toys "R" Us.

Who will remember all those landmarks

unless we tell the world about them?

We have a lot of work ahead of us.

-Can I push him in? -You've got my vote.

I just want to sleep, yo. For, like, a week.

I guess we all could, if we wanted to.

Yeah. The First is scrunched, so...

What do you think we should do, Buffy?

Yeah, you're not the one and only Chosen anymore.

Just gotta live like a person. How's that feel?

Yeah, Buffy. What are we gonna do now?

(theme music playing)

Grr! Arrgh!