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GILES: Previously on
Buffy, the Vampire Slayer...

BUFFY: Tell me what kind
of demon I'm fighting.

MAN: Glory isn't a demon.
She's a god.

Tell me where the key is.

We had to hide the key.
Made it human.

-Sent it to you.
-BUFFY: Dawn.

I know you got a lot
on your mind.

You decide you wanna
let me in on any of it,
you let me know.

Buffy's like nobody else
in the world.

But she doesn't love me.

-They want me back, Buffy.
-Are you going?

-I don't know.
If we can't work this out--
-This is goodbye?

Riley!

There's something that
you need to know about Dawn.

Why does everybody start acting
all weird when I'm around?

"They had to be certain
the Slayer would protect it
with her life,

so they sent the key to her
in the form of her sister."

-Is this blood?
-What did you do?

I'm not a key.

-I'm not real.
-You're the key.

Go. Before she finds you.
She's here!

I love you.

The only chance you had with me
was when I was unconscious.

I want you out.
I want you out of this town,
I want you off this planet.

You don't come near me,
my friends, or my family again,
ever. Understand?

(grunting)
Spike!
Spike wants me.

-How obscene is that?
-Well, it is very strange.

I mean, I can't imagine
what he's thinking.

Not that
you're not attractive.

I feel gross, you know?
Like-- like dirty.

That's ridiculous.
You can't be responsible
for what Spike thinks or feels.

Well, aren't I responsible?
I mean, something about me had
to make him feel that, right?

Something that
made him say, "Woof,
that's the one for me."

-GILES: Buffy, I think you
should perhaps calm down.
-Me, too.

Oh, Puffy Xander. Um--

I'm sorry. I got--
I guess I got carried away.
Are you okay?

I'm alive.
I can tell
'cause of the pain.

(grunts)
Do you want to sit down?
I'm not that bendy.

-I could lean.
-GILES: I'll get some ice.

BUFFY: Here.

(grunting)

Comfy?
Oh, yeah.

This leaning--
this is the stuff.
(sighs)

So, that's my secret
to attracting men. You know,
it's simple, really.

You slap 'em around a bit.
You torture 'em. You make
their lives a living hell and--

Buff--
Sure, the nice guys,
they'll run away,

but every now and
then, you'll come across a
real prince of a guy like Spike

who gets off on it.

Buffy, stand me up.

(groans)

The problem is not you.
Don't do this to yourself,
please.

I just--

I just wanna know
that there's gonna
be another good one,

one that
I won't chase away.

There will be, promise.
He's out there. He can
come along any minute.

Yeah, and the minute
after that, I can
terrify him

with my alarming strength
and remarkable
self-involvement.

What? I don't think
you're like that.

Maybe I could change.
You know, I could--
I could work harder.

I could spend
less time slaying. I could
laugh at his jokes.

I mean,
men like that, right?
The joke laughing at?

Or maybe you could
just be Buffy. He'll
see your amazing heart,

and he'll fall in love
with you.

Xander, that's--
ohh.

This is the day
you choose to hug me?
(sighs)

Buffy?
Mm-hmm?

You ever think
maybe the reason you haven't
found a great relationship

on the Hellmouth
is because it's a Hellmouth?

Seems to me
it's a pretty terrible place
to try to build anything.

Mm.

You wanna get
some coffee or something?
Yeah.

(people chattering)

Thank you for picking me up.
I'm very grateful for the ride.

You sure you wanna
get out here? I mean,
this place is kind of--

What are you looking for
in Sunnydale, anyway?

True love.

(theme music playing)

I might like it more than
the others. Can you spin around
again?

Ooh, I'm not sure.
Once more.

Now, could you
go the other way?

You're messing with me.

We just wanted to see how many
times we could get you to do it.

Was that five
or four and a half?

So, is anyone gonna talk
about my dress?

-I like it.
-You sure?

-I mean, it's not too mom-ish?
-Oh. That was why I liked it.

You're both crazy. It's not
mom-ish at all. It's sexy.

It screams, "Randy sex kitten.
Buy me one drink, and I'll--"

-Oh, wait. That's not
really good either.
-Uh-un.

Oh, god.
What time is it?

4:23. You have
lots of time until 7:00.

Vast acres of time in which
you could plant crops.

-Now, tell me about this Brian
and what his intentions are.
-Maybe he's a gigolo.

-Was his shirt all shiny?
-No. He works for
a publishing house.

-He's a nice, normal guy, okay?
-I think I've heard of those.

He came to the gallery
my first day back,

when I was, you know,
kind of shaky, starting over.

And he asked a question
about these antique cameos.

Oh, and I was so lost
because Carol had been doing
the ordering while I was sick.

Well, it turned out
that he didn't know
anything about them either,

so we had a lot to talk about.

-So what's the plan for tonight?
-Dinner and then a movie.

Or maybe it was a movie
and then dinner,

which might be better because,
you know, then we could talk
about the movie.

Maybe a movie isn't a good idea
at all, because you can't talk
during,

and then what's the point
of any of it?

Oh, and about the restaurant--
Do you think that

it should be one with candles
and romantic music, or is that
pushing it?

Buffy, what do you think? Should
I try to make things romantic

or sort of let him
set the pace?

Oh, no. Love Doctor Buffy
is not in.

I am not qualified
to give dating advice.

I've had exactly
two boyfriends,
and they both left.

Really left.
Left town left.

Honey, you just
had some bad luck.

Well, you're going to that
spring break party tonight.

-Maybe you'll
find someone there.
-Mm-hmm.

Maybe Brian has a son, and Mom
and I can go on some unspeakably
awkward double dates.

(gasping) Oh, god-- Brian.
What time is it now?

4:24.

-You sure
the dress is okay?
-Hm.

Spin again,
real fast this time.

Willow's good with
all that computer stuff,
but me not so much.

Do you really
understand all that?

Oh. Well, at first,
it was confusing.

Just the idea
of computers was, like,
"Whoa, I'm 1,100 years old."

I had trouble
adjusting to the idea
of Lutherans.

I go online sometimes,
but everyone's spelling
is really bad.

It's depressing.
But you have to try
online trading.

It's great.
The secret is avoiding
the tech companies

everyone was jumping on,
and going with
the smaller firms

that supply
the basic components.
Uh-huh.

Anyway, I took the money
from working for Giles,
and I tripled it.

Tripled? Like, first money,
then money, money, money?
Yes.

I'm thinking about buying
something very expensive,
maybe an antelope.

Hi.
Hi.

I'm looking for Warren. Do you
know where Warren is? And if
you do, could you tell me?

Um, I don't think
we know a Warren.

Well, all righty.
No harm in asking. Thanks.

-Hi. Do you know Warren?
I need to find him.
-MAN: Uh, I'm sorry.

You can do all this stuff
with a regular computer?

I'll show you. You can also
see the website I designed
for the magic shop.

Huge photo of me.

(stereo: rock)
(chattering)

How you doin'?
Having o' the fun?

You know, I am.
Dancing with you
is way better

than trying to hook up
with some good-looking guy.

I think I liked it better
when you were kicking me
in my puffy groin.

I let them do that.
Dance together.

That was me.
Very nice of you.

WILLOW: A good deed.
ANYA: Yes.

I'm expecting
a big karmic reward
any second now.

(giggling)

Thank you.

(tempo change,
rhythmic beat)

Buffy?

Ben! Hey. I didn't
even know you were here.

And again with
the non-medical clothing.

Well, actually, these are
orthopedic pants.

Man, that sounded
so funny in my head.

(forced laughter)

It's very, very funny.
It's funny in my head, too.

Having a good time?
Yeah, I am.

I was dancing earlier,
and, you know,
my friends are here, so--

But, I mean, not that
it's all about me.

Are you
enjoying yourself?
I am now.

So, um, do you
maybe wanna dance?

I'm not really good
with rhythm.

Sure. I'd love to.

Let me just dump this.
I'll be right back.
Okay.

Look at these
tiny grain patties.

They're woven.
That's craftsmanship.

-(crunching)
-They aren't handwoven,
you know.

-Then how?
-XANDER: Well, it's a machine,

and it's--
it sort of-- it presses.

And there
may be a mold
of some sort--

Who's that?

Warren?

Oh, that girl.
Tara and I met her.

She speaks with a strange
evenness and selects her words
a shade too precisely.

Well, some of us like
that kind of thing
in a girl.

GIRL: Warren?

Hi. Did you get me a drink?
Gotta go.
She's gonna see me.

She who?
What's up, Warren?
It doesn't matter. Come on.

-Is Warren here?
-I thought you were
getting the crunchies.

Xander got hypnotized
by the strange girl. I am
remaining calm, however.

XANDER: Uh-un. No, I'm--
I'm right with you.

You don't know what
you're talking about.
Here she comes.

I heard that
Warren was here.
Is Warren here?

Um,
Warren who?

He's... Warren.
And he's looking for me.

He lost me.

-Is Warren here?
-It's that girl again.

Is she still
looking for Warren? Weird.
It's been, like, all day.

There's something
strange about her.
She talks funny.

Some men
find that appealing.

-Have you guys seen Warren?
-MAN: Uh, Warren?
-I just hope she finds him.

Somehow, I don't think a girl
that looks like that's gonna
be lonely for too long.

Definitely not.
Oh, not me. I--

I was just saying
a pretty girl like that,

there's always
someone lurking around,
looking for some action.

Small world.

Oh, dear.
If looks could stake.

Are you having fun, pet?
You, uh, trolling
for your next ex?

I gotta say,
you could do better.

I told you I w--
Thought I was
gonna leave town?

It's a free country.
Free party.

If you want me to leave, you can
put your hands on my hot,
tight little body and make me.

Get away from me.

(sucks teeth)

(sighs)

Was that guy
bothering you?

Should I offer to get
inappropriately violent
or something?

No.
Good, 'cause, honestly,
I don't wanna.

So, are you ready
to dance?

Um, first--
What's that?

Oh, yeah,
my phone number.

I was gonna try to subtly
work it into the conversation,
but it didn't pan out,

and I thought I should
try to give it to you
before you see me dance.

You know,
in case you wanna
get coffee.

Thank you. Um, I just--
I think you should know

that I kind of
have this bad history
in which, you know,

we go get coffee,
and, well, it all ends
with you leaving town--

and you just got here
and everything--

Apparently we'd be risking
a tragic chain reaction, but
I just really like... coffee.

I think coffee
might be worth it.

And I would like
to get to know
coffee better.

Then I'll call you.

-Have you seen Warren?
-No. Sorry.

And who are you,
darling?

I'm April.

I'm lookin' for my fella.
Maybe you
just found him.

Really? Where?

Ohh!

-Hey! Hey! Hey!
-GIRL: That would be wrong.

You are
not my boyfriend!

(glass tinkling)

Bloody hell.
You threw me
through a window.

-What's that about?
-GIRL: You cannot make
those suggestions to me.

-I have a boyfriend.
Warren is my boyfriend.
-You know what?

My bleeding sympathies
to Warren.

No one but Warren
can touch me.

Excuse me. Hi.
Um, maybe you and I
could talk,

you know, 'cause
throwing Spike
through a window--

Well, that's really good.
Um, but, you know,
generally speaking--

Do you know my boyfriend?
Okay, I think you
need to take a second

-and stop looking
for your boyfriend.
-MAN: Hey, hey, hey.

I have to find him.
(groans) Ow.

If I hurt you just now,
I am sorry.

And I hope
that your boyfriend
will take good care of you.

Ow. I don't know
about you guys,
but I've had it

with super-strong
little women who aren't me.

At least she didn't
do too much damage.
XANDER: Are you kidding?

Double-glazed glass
ain't cheap. And the jamb
needs to be completely repaired.

Oh, dear god.
I'm the grown-up who sees
the world through my job.

I'm like my uncle Dave,
the plumber, and I must
be shunned.

-Okay.
-So, what do you guys
think she is?

This may sound nuts, but I kind
of got the impression
that she was a--

-Robot.
-XANDER: Oh, yeah. A robot.

Yeah, I was gonna say robot.
What do you think she wants?

-Warren, whoever that is.
-It's gotta be the guy
that built her.

It's an unusual name.
There's hardly any,
except Warren Beatty

and, you know,
President Harding.

It-It's probably
not either of them.

-Wil, can you track down this
guy with only a first name?
-Given enough time.

I can get a list
of the Sunnydale students
named Warren tonight,

but then we'll
have to call them
or go to their dorms,

so we probably can't
start narrowing it down
till tomorrow.

She could do
a lot of damage by then.
To who? Spike?

See how vigorously I don't care.
She was looking for this Warren,

but it didn't sound like
she wanted to hurt him.

She said
he's her boyfriend.
WILLOW: I agree.

I'm not sure
this is a code red.
Is there a code pink?

We need more codes.
BUFFY: Okay.

We'll track down Warren
tomorrow. Tonight, I better
go back and rescue Giles.

He's been watching Dawn
while my mom's out
on her date.

And I have a feeling there's
only so much he can take.

Oh, Giles and Dawnie?
I bet they ended up
having a blast.

Dear god, Buffy, there's only
so much I can take. We're gonna
have to change the system.

A 14-year-old's
too old to be baby-sat,
and it's not fair on her.

What'd she
make you do?
Um, well,

we listened to
aggressively cheerful music
sung by people

chosen for their
ability to dance.

Then we ate
cookie dough and
talked about boys.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm very, very sorry,

but if it makes you feel
any better, my fun-time
Buffy party night

involved watching a robot
throw Spike through a window.

So, if you wanna trade--
No, wait.

I wouldn't give that memory
up for anything.
A robot? Sounds interesting.

We're gonna work on it in
the morning-- unless you wanna
stay. Then you and I could--

Who wants
to hear everything?

-Listen to my mom
talk about boys.
-Right. Must go.

See you tomorrow.
Bye, Joyce.
Bye, Rupert.

Gosh, I'd forgotten
how much fun
dating can be.

I don't know.
I was standing right here.
I didn't see Prince Charming.

I didn't even see
a good-night kiss. It all
looked pretty tame to me.

I suppose, by your
standards, it could
seem pretty-- Oh, dear.

What?
I left my bra in his car.

Mother!
I'm joking.

(sighs)
Good god,
that's horrible.

Don't do that.
I left it
in the restaurant.

No more! No more!
No more!

On the dessert cart.
I can't hear you!

(knocking)

Yeah? What?

Hi. Does Warren
live here?

What the hell?
What are you doin'? It's 3:30.

Yes, it is.
Does Warren live here?

Okay, then. Bye.

And you're certain
she was a robot?
Absolutely.

She practically had
"genuine molded plastic"
stamped on her ass.

Just trying
a little spicy talk.

She was looking for
someone named Warren.

-Wil's already checked
the Sunnydale enrollment.
-And got nothing.

I found one Warren,
but he moved out
of the country a year ago.

-I'm checking nearby schools.
-Whoever he is,
he knows his stuff.

That girl, well--
(chuckles)
That was a nice-looking girl.

It's okay for him
to say that, 'cause I know
that he really loves me only.

GILES: Is there something
the rest of us could be doing?

-What can we do?
-Do you have any books
on robots?

Oh, yes. Dozens. There's
an enormous amount of research
we should do before--

No, I'm lying. I haven't
got squat. I just like
to see Xander squirm.

Funny.
Charming and funny.

Hey, I-I think
I found him.
A Warren Meers.

He went to
Sunnydale High with us
for a semester,

then he went
to the tech college
over in Dutton.

I've got a local address
where his folks
still live.

He's probably home
for spring break.

Well, I'll go talk to him.
No, no. Wait. We don't know
what you're walking into.

We have no idea
what his motive is
for building this thing.

Um, don't you think
she's just--

Yeah. She's
just sort of a--

She's a "sexbot." What guy
doesn't dream about that?

Beautiful girl
with no other thought
but to please you,

willing to do anything.

Too many girls.
I miss Oz. He'd get it.

He wouldn't say anything,
but he'd get it.

Why would anyone do that
if they could have
a real live person?

Maybe he couldn't...
find a real person.

Oh, come on. The guy's
just a big wedge of sleaze.
Don't make excuses for him.

WILLOW: I'm not. I'm just saying
people get lonely.

Maybe having someone around,
even someone you made up,

maybe it's easier.

TARA: But it's so weird.
I mean,

everyone wants
a nice, normal person
to, you know, share with,

but this guy-- if he
couldn't find that--
I guess it's kind of sad.

(sighs)

(gasping, moaning)

(telephone ringing)
(gasps, grunts)

-Hello?
-Hey, Ben, it's Buffy.
Is this a bad time?

-I know it's kind of early.
-No, I just-- I just
got in is all.

Night shift at the hospital.
I'm glad you called.

Well, I found your number
in my pocket,

and, you know, I figured
I'd pick up the phone
a couple times

and then hang up,
and then finally call

and see if maybe you wanted
to get that cup of coffee
or do whatever you wanna do.

Yeah. Yes,
coffee would be great.

Tomorrow night.
Sure. Bye.

(sighs)
Oh, fine.

But we just got here. If you
don't wanna be here, why didn't
we just stay in Dutton?

Or we could've
gone to my sister's.

Katrina, I don't wanna hear
about your sister's place again.
Pack your stuff now.

Why the rush?
It's real early.

Are we even gonna say
goodbye to your mom?
You can call her.

Warren,
is something going on
you don't want me to see?

Katrina, if you don't
wanna pack, that's fine.
We can buy new stuff.

Now, let's just go.

-I have to talk to you.
-Who's this?

-Is this about her?
-Yes.

Her who? Warren,
something's going on here.
Strange girls.

Katrina, please be quiet,
okay? This is important.
Wait in the kitchen.

And I'm not important? Warren,
just tell her to go away.
I can't.

You're keeping secrets
from me-- other girls
and who knows what else.

Trina, shut up.
That's it. Forget it,
Warren. I'm gone.

No. Katrina! Ugh!

My name is Buffy Summers. We
were at Sunnydale High together.
Do you know who I am?

Yes, I know. April.
Did she hurt someone?

Not yet. Well,
no one that matters.

She's looking for me, you know?
She followed me here.

Okay, kind of
figured that out.
No, no. There's more.

There's something you need
to know about her.
I know.

No, wait. This is important.
Believe me,
I worked it out.

No, this is something
that you can't possibly know.

She's a robot.
Uh-huh?

DAWN: A robot? Really?
Was it Ted?

'Cause they always said
there could've been more
than one of him.

Nope. Whole new robot.
This one was a girl.

Buffy's busy tracking down
the guy that made her, so I'll
drop you off at school,

and if she's
not finished, then--

-Coming through!
Coming through!
-(gasping)

Fire, fire!

(sighs)
Hello, all.
What's going on, then?

Spike, you're
not welcome here.

Yeah, and by the way,
we're working on a way
to de-invite you from here,

even if it is
a public place.

Nah, forget it. Letting him in
is good, 'cause then we get
to toss him out.

Ooh, can we throw him
out the window
like the robot did?

-'Cause that was neat.
-Robot? That's what she was?

Huh. I knew something
wasn't right.

Hey! Someone's glad to see me.
Aren't you, little bit?

Stay away
from me.

-I think you'd better go.
-Okay, now. I was afraid
of this.

(sighs) Misrepresentations,
misunderstandings,
slurs, and allegations.

I don't know
what Buffy told you,
but the thing is,

Slayer and I worked together,
side by side,

to get rid of Dru,
who was up to no good,
and I don't mind telling you--

Spike, listen to me.
It's just--
I'm trying to explain.

She might have said
some things that sounded

like I expressed
some kind of feeling--

We are not your friends.
We are not your way
to Buffy.

There is no way to Buffy.

Clear out of here.

And, Spike, this thing?
Get over it.

I don't know what you mean.
Yes, you do.

Move the hell on.

(inhales sharply)

-I'm looking for
my boyfriend, Warren.
-What?

He comes from here,
and I need him.

But it's confusing,
and I've already walked
a really long way.

I'm sure he's nearby.
Oh, Warren!
You're looking for Warren?

Yes! Do you know him?
Do you know where he is?

Let me think.

Please think.
Jeez, this is too bad.
You just missed him.

Yes? Where did he go?

Warren? Uh, he headed out,
uh, that way. Hurry.
You might catch him.

(sighs) Thank you.
I was getting very tired.
Thank you.

Who's Warren?
Hell if I know.

So, you have girl troubles.
They're not talking to you.
You're not getting dates.

You start thinking,
"Hey, this isn't fair."

Yeah, I felt like I deserved
to have someone. Everyone
deserves to have someone.

So, naturally, you
turned to manufacturing.

-Kind of.
-And how long did it take to
build yourself that little toy?

Oh, no. She's not a toy.
I know what you're thinking,
but she's more than that.

Look, I'm sure
she has many exciting
labor-saving attachments.

No. I made her
to love me.

I mean, she cares
about what I care about,
and she wants to be with me.

She listens to me
and supports me.

I didn't make a toy.
I made a girlfriend.

A girlfriend?
Are you saying--

Are you in love
with her?

I really thought I would be.
I mean, she's perfect.

I don't know. I guess it was
too easy and predictable.

You know, she got boring.
She was exactly what I wanted,
and I didn't want her.

-I thought
I was going crazy.
-Really? You?

Then something happened.
Katrina was in
my engineering seminar,

and she was
really funny and cool.

She was always
giving me a hard time,
real unpredictable.

She builds these
little model monorails
that run with magnets and--

Anyway, I fell in love
with Katrina.

Swell. Romance
and magnetic trains.

But first, you decided to
take April out of the box,
play with her

for five minutes,
and then what?

You got bored,
decided to dump her,
tell her to go away?

-Kind of.
-And she got mad.
She didn't go, huh?

Okay, I didn't really dump her
as much as I went out
and didn't come back.

I left her. I left her
in my dorm room.

You left her
in your dorm room?

I figured I could just get away
until her batteries gave up,
which should have been days ago.

Did you even tell her?
Did you even give her a chance
to fix what was wrong?

I didn't need to fix anything.
Her batteries were supposed
to run down.

Really, they should
be completely dead by now.
So, why aren't they?

I don't know.
Maybe-- She must be
recharging them somehow.

Warren, this is important.
Is she dangerous?

She's only programmed
to be in love.

Then she's dangerous.
Do you have any idea
how to find her?

She's looking for me,
so my guess is
she's probably pretty close.

(distant chattering)

Hi.
(scoffs)

Do you know
where Warren is?
I need to get to Warren.

This is getting insane.
How many of you are there?

There's only me, April.
April?

Fine. Listen up, April.
Warren is my boyfriend.
Mine.

And you others probably
ought to figure that out. Ow!

Ow! Let go!
Don't go.

You have to stay
and tell the truth.
What?

Stop.
(gasping)
You're lying.

He cannot
be your boyfriend.
Say that he's my boyfriend.

I can't-- (gasping)
I can't breathe.

Let go.
(ribs crack)

(gasping)
You have to stop lying.

Bloody right,
I'll move on.

April!
April, are you there?

If the batteries are still
working and she hears my voice,
then she'll answer.

She's voice-activated?
Well, I made it so that

if she heard me and didn't
answer, it causes this kind
of feedback.

Wait. If you call her
and she doesn't answer,
it hurts her?

You're one creepy
little dweeb, Warren.
April!

Warren.

-April.
-Where have you been?

I couldn't find you,
and this girl
kept lying to me,

and then
she went to sleep.

April, what did
you do?

Please don't be angry,
Warren. I'm trying very hard
to make you happy.

April, I want you
to put the girl down.

Warren,
what should I do?

Talk to her.
Put her down!

This is Buffy.
Give Katrina to Buffy.

Is she broken?

-She's alive.
-Thank god.

Warren, honey,
what's going on? Why did you
go away? Is it a game?

No, no. This isn't a game.
Did I
do something wrong?

I waited a long time,
and you never came back.
A long time.

-I made you five sweaters.
-That's great. You could go
back there and get them.

-So, you could wait there--
-Warren. You have to tell her.
And do it right.

What is she saying, Warren?
What do you need to tell me?

-April, I made a mistake.
-You can't make mistakes.

No. I did.

I thought that I made you
everything that I wanted--
(computer processing)

But it wasn't
what I really wanted.

I'm sorry,
but it's over.

But I can be
whatever you want.

I love you. I'll do
whatever you want.
Would you like a neck rub?

No. See, I know
that you love me, but
the truth is, I can't love you.

-It's not your fault,
but... I don't love you.
-(static)

(warning signal)
I love her.

-(growling)
-She growls?

-You made her
so she growls?
-Well, I--

-(short-circuiting)
-What's going on?
-WARREN: No, no, Trina.

Get away.

What is-- What--
That's a robot.

She wasn't just for sex.
Is that-- Is that
your ex-girlfriend?

(stammering)
No. Get the hell
away from me!

No, no, no, Trina. No.
Trina, wait. Listen to me. No.

(short-circuiting)

You took my man.
I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to--

(high-pitched tone)
I can't-- can't crush--

(gasping)
So... tired.

(grunts, coughs)
Warren?

Where are you?

(mechanical whirring,
slowing)
what's happening to me?

Can you cry?
Sometimes I feel better
when I cry.

But there might
be rust issues.
Crying is blackmail.

Good girlfriends
don't cry.
Oh.

I've rechecked
everything.

I did everything
I was supposed to do.
I was a good girlfriend.

I'm sure you were.

I'm only supposed
to love him. If I can't
do that, what am I for?

What do I exist for?

I don't know.
It isn't fair.
He wasn't fair to you.

It's getting dark.
It's so early
to be dark.

Yeah.

What if he comes back
and he can't find me
in the dark?

I'm here. I'll make sure
that he finds you.

Maybe this is
a girlfriend test.

If I wait here
patiently this time,
he'll come back.

I'm sure he will.

And he'll-- he'll tell you
how sorry he is.

You know, he told me
how proud he was of you

and how impressed he was
with how much you loved him

and how you tried
to help him.

He didn't
mean to hurt you.

He's going to take me home,
and things'll be right
again.

It'll be fine.

When things are sad,
you just have to be patient,

because--

because every cloud
has a silver lining.

And when life
gives you lemons,

make lemonade.

Clouds and lemonade, huh?
Yes.

And-- And things are...
(mechanical sputtering)

(voice lowering and slowing)
always darkest...

before--
(mechanical whirring
peters out)

See, you construct
the wood jamb and frame
the glass into it,

and that's what you set
into the opening.

-Yeah?
-One of the cool things
about that, you see,

is the jamb can be
shimmed to be square,
even if the opening isn't.

Shimmed? Is that even
a real word? Do you have any
idea what you're talking about?

Yeah, I do.
Scary, isn't it?

I think I've actually turned
into someone you want around
after a crazed robot attack.

And if you ever start
your own business, you'll
have your slogan right there.

-And she wasn't crazed.
-Yeah?

She devoted everything
to making this
one person happy.

And then it was like with him
gone, there was just no reason
for her to exist anymore.

Robots are
the strangest people.

No. People are
the strangest people.

I mean, look at me
obsessing about being
with someone.

It's, like, I don't
need a guy right now.

I need me.

I need to get comfortable
being alone with Buffy.

Well, I'll say this--
she's a pretty cool person
to be alone with.

Thank you.

Hi. It's Buffy. Um,
I hope this is your machine.
There wasn't a message.

Anyway, um, about coffee--

I, um-- I just--

I don't think this
is the best time for me
to be drinking... coffee.

(over machine)
Um, I'm sorry.
And, um, bye.

(line clicks off)
What the hell?

If I may, your
inconceivableness,

it sounds to
these humble ears
like our Ben

tried to make a date
with the Slayer.

A date with the Slayer?

No, no, no, no, no.

He is planning something.
He's working against me.

She turned us down?

Trina-- No, wait.
Listen. I'm so sorry.

Yes, I am s--
No, no. Just give me
a chance to explain.

Yes! No, but she-- No, no.
Listen. I'll do anything.

Just-- No, no!
Don't hang up!

(yells)
How did you get in here?
Your mum let me in.

I'm placing an order.

Oh, no. I'm not
making any more girls.
Sure, you are.

Here's your specs.

You're gonna
make her real good for me.

Hey, Mom. Oh.

Still a couple
of guys gettin' it right.

Hey, flower-getting lady,
want me to pick Dawn up
from school?

Mom?

What are you doing?

Mom?

Mom?

Mommy?

Grr! Arrgh!