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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!