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GILES:
Previously on
Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

(gasps)

Evil. They want an apocalypse.
Well, we'll give 'em one.

'Cause we just
became an army.

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.

What do you want from me,
Jonathan/the First?

I have an assignment for you.

You want me to hurt the girls?

The girls must die.

Nice place.
A bit of a mess.

-BUFFY: They're all Slayers?
-Potential Slayers,

waiting for one to be called.

There were many more like them
all over the world,

but, um, now
there's just a handful,

and they're all
on their way to Sunnydale.

Glad we talked.

In the spirit
of air clearing--

Yeah?

I feel like
I need to be honest
about something.

BUFFY:
Spike has a soul now.

That's what's gonna stop him
from hurting people.

-Buffy--
-He can be a good man, Giles.

I feel it.

I guess we should talk.

How do you know
about Slayers?

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

-Something got to her?
A demon--
-A vampire.

-So how do you two
know each other?
-He works with me.

You know,
in the struggle against evil.

He's a vampire.

-I should move out.
-No. You have to stay.

No, you got another
demon fighter now.

That's not why
I need you here.

-Why's that then?
-'Cause I'm not ready for you
to not be here.

-You're not my mother.
-WOMAN: Would you like to know
who killed me?

You met him.
You know him.

You fought by his side.

Spike.

(crying softly)

Chloe?

It is Chloe, right?

-It's not enough!
-(gasps)

(theme music playing)

I'm a bright girl.
Good education.

Quick on the uptake.

So tell me. Why in the name
of almighty Grothnar...

would I let myself
become human again?

You're really talkin'
to the wrong fellow.

I mean, sure, the vengeance
demon gig has some downsides.

All jobs do.

I mean, being human--
(groans)

You're always
icky on the inside
and disgusting on the outside.

Your outside's not so bad.

Y-You know, the only thing
worse thing than being human...

is being trapped inside
a household full of humans.

Preachin' to the choir, love.

I mean, it's like we live
in Slayer Central.

I swear, if Buffy rooms
or boards one more
of the Potential girls,

I'm gonna call a--
I'm gonna call
a health inspector.

I like my plan better.
Get up, get out, get drunk.

Repeat as needed.
It's just more elegant.

Thanks for havin' me along.

Don't mention it.

At first I thought,
it's weird.

Is Spike asking me out
on a date?

'Cause that would just be...

nuts.
(chuckles)

Right. I'm just out
for the alcohol.

Right there
with you, scooter.

Tonight, I plan to drink you
under the table.

-You're on then.
-Good.

Of course,
once you're down there,
I could join you.

Kidding. I like my sex
on top of the table.

Would you let it go?

You're like a dog
with a bone.

-So what?
-It's my bone. Just drop it.

Okay. Okay.
I wasn't proposing.

Time goes by,
a girl gets hungry.
You should know.

-Oh, thank God.
-What?

-Demon.
-Huh?

D'Hoffryn says you die.

Of course he does.

Oh, hey!

BUFFY:
This may mean more
than you think.

That so?
Because I think
what we have here...

is a couple of chuckleheads
who thought that a cafeteria
fistfight would impress.

I'm not impressed.
Buffy, are you impressed?

Still, I'm gonna cut you guys
some slack this time.

Third fight this week,
and it's just getting worse.

Plus, a rise in vandalism,
three students missing.

Tell me something, Buffy.
In your professional opinion--

-(bell ringing)
-(chattering)

It's started, hasn't it?

The Hellmouth has begun
its semiannual percolation.

-Usually it blows around May.
-Was it like this before?

I mean, it just seems to me
as if things are getting
bad faster than we thought.

-We're a little
ahead of schedule.
-I can't say I'm too surprised.

I knew I signed on
for somethin',
but, Buffy, I'm just a guy--

granted, a cool and sexy
vampire-fightin' guy,
but still--

Don't forget snappy dresser.

Mmm. Thank you.

But this is gonna get
bigger than me.

Yeah, it is.

That's why I've decided
to give you this.

-What is it?
-An emergency kit.

This bag belonged
to my mother.

A Slayer keepsake.

-I-I couldn't.
-No, you have to.

Technically, it should've been
passed down directly to you
through the years,

but after my mother died,

I guess I just couldn't
part with it.

Wow.

I don't know what's
inside exactly,

but I know it has something
to do with her power--

well, your power now.

I-I don't know what to say.

Try saying, "Thank you,
Principal Wood."

Thank you, Principal Wood.

Ah, call me Robin.

And now I'd like
to see where you work.

Uh, here, actually.

Uh, th-this is
my desk, and, uh,
these are-are my pencils.

No. Where you do
your other work.

So, all the potential Slayers
who seem to keep popping up...

from, like, every corner of
the earth were getting killed.

-By the First.
-Agents of.

We thought the council
could protect them,

but unfortunately no one
was protecting the council,

and all their Watchers
were killed.

Word got out, and they've all
been comin' here since.

There's nothin' like
the end of the world
to bring people together.

It's heartwarming.
Anyway, this is, uh, it--
command central.

Where the hell have you been?
This funnel cake
is kicking my ass.

Yeah, I hear they're tricky.

Robin Wood, this is Andrew.

It's a pleasure.

Andrew is our--

Actually, he's our hostage.

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

So, you-- you hold him here
against his will?

Well, he was evil,
and people got killed,
and now he bakes.

I-It's a thing.
Oh.

Could we try to just keep
our secret headquarters
a little bit secret?

You keep bringin' people in,
they're gonna see everything.

They'll see the big board.

Andrew, we don't have
a big board.

I, uh, made it myself.

Oh, I wouldn't have guessed.

Uh, this is us.

And this represents the First,
in various incarnations.

And, uh, there's no pattern
to the naked eye yet,

but the instant one emerges,
yours truly is on it.

Where do we put our receipts?

You'll have to forgive Andrew.

Or not. Your call.

We do have a lot more
working for us than
just the, uh, big board.

So I see.

Potentials:
(karate shouts)

Punch-block combo!

-(shouts continue)
-Cross, block, kick!

Chamber your energy.

Punch-block combo!

Hold it! What the hell
you call that, Potential?

Try that in the field,
and you are dead.
Drop and give me 20.

Twenty what?

Pushups, maggot!

I love this job.
Did you see that?

I called that girl a maggot.
Hi. Who the hell are you?

-An ally.
-So, what do you think?

My girls ready
to kick some ass or what?

Looking strong.

But?

I'm just not sure the First
has an ass you can actually,
you know, kick.

I guess we'll see.

Principal Wood, hi!

It's so weird seeing you
outside of school.

What are you waving at,
Potential?

-Attention!
-BUFFY: You're right.

-Rising sun!
-It's not enough.

-That's not what I said, Buffy.
-KENNEDY: Begin.

-(karate shouts)
-It's an impressive group
of recruits.

-They're not recruits.
-Punch-block combo!

-Recruits are recruited.
-Punch, block, kick!

-These girls were chosen.
-(shouts continue)

-You're doin' the best you can
with what you've got.
-Rising sun.

BUFFY:
They're not all gonna make it.

Some will die, and nothin'
I can do will stop that.

-Attention!
-Oh, hi.

-Hey.
-Chamber your energy.

Well, Buffy, I-- I see
that our preparation
for the school...

pep-dance-cheer-drill contest
are coming along.

-(chuckles)
Bring it on!
-(karate commands continue)

It's okay.
I filled him in on everything.

Oh, thank God.

If I had to explain
all these weapons,
I had nothing.

Buffy tells me you've been, uh--
Oh, how shall I put it?

Experimenting...
with the magics.

Oh, yeah.

Nothing too heavy though.
Just the lighter, safer stuff.

If Kennedy asks,
her pointy stuff's right there.

See ya inside.

-So much cooler than Snyder.
-(karate commands continue)

(sighs)

She really almost
destroyed the world?

Yep.

Remind me not
to make her crabby.

Might be better
if you did.

How's that work?

Oh, I don't know.

It's just--
The First is coming,
and then look at us, the army.

We've got a bunch of fighters
with nothing to hit,

a Wicca who won't-a,
and the brains of our operation
wears oven mitts.

Mmm. Well, you're
redefining the job, Buffy,
and that takes guts.

This isn't your
full arsenal anyway.

Show me the vampire.

-ANYA:
But you just let him go.
-After saving your life.

For now. That was one of
D'Hoffryn's killers, Spike.

-He won't stop coming
till he kills me.
-Yet here you are--

walkin', talkin', annoyin'.

But you fought like such
a "wimpvire," what with
the lifting and the running.

-Why not just kill him?
-Anya, think.

I fight, demon boy gets lucky,
I get knocked out,
you get killed. True?

We both know the safest
and sanest way
of saving your life...

is to keep you with me,
away from danger.

Oh.

No need to thank me.
I'm just the one
who beat him off.

"Repelled him" would perhaps
be the better phrase.

Demon.

Figured.

I hope we're not intruding.

Not a bit.

Just what brings
our good principal to
this neck of the gloom?

I'm showing him
our operation-- us.

Fine by me.
Big fight against evil
comin' up.

The more good guys we've got,
the longer we'll all live.

Is that what you are,
a good guy?

I haven't
heard any complaints.

Well, I have heard
a few complaints
over the years,

but then I just killed
whoever spoke up, and that
was pretty much that.

He's joking.

No, he's not.

No, I'm not.

But that's the old me
I'm talkin' about.

-Why don't you
tell me about that?
-There's not much to tell.

-I've changed.
-Oh. Now that
you have a soul.

Yeah. That was a big deal.

Very private.
What, are you just
tellin' everyone now?

Oh, come on, Spike.
Don't blame Buffy.
I asked.

Right. The educator.

Yeah, I went to great lengths,
lots of trouble.

And now I'm unique.
Well, more or less.

Got myself a soul.
Whatever that means.

How's that workin' out for you?

In progress.

Well, you've had some time.

-You've been
in Sunnydale, what--
-Years.

-How many?
-A few.

-Before that?
-Around.

I think we'd better
get back upstairs.

Right. Give him
the full tour.

You don't want to miss
a look at her weapons chest.

So, I took a look
inside that emergency bag
of Principal Wood's.

-And?
-It smelled weird.

Kind of like Grandma's
closet, but worse.

I didn't know
that was possible.
Anything we could use?

Trinkets, weapons,
one very large textbook.

Translation's gonna
be a bitch but--

Did you know
the ancient Sumerians
did not speak English?

(Scoffs)
They're worse
than the French.

-Anything else?
-Uh, yeah. A box.

A big, fat, unopenable box.

I'm betting whatever
the big deal about
this emergency bag is,

you'll find it in the box.

Good. Keep on it.
Don't you have
any real homework?

-Oh, you mean,
like schoolwork?
-Yes.

Well, I've got a system.
It's called flunking out.
No, just kidding.

I'm paying someone
to do my work.
I'm kidding!

I love to see your eyeballs
change color when you
think I'm gonna flunk out.

(gasps)

What happened?
We heard--
(gasps)

(girl gasps)

Dawn, get a knife.
I'm cutting her down.

Good thinking.
But, on the other hand,
why rush?

Up or down,
I'll still be dead.

-You're not Chloe.
-Yeah, well,
neither is she anymore.

Now she's just
Chloe's body.

What did you do to her?

Nothing.
We just talked all night.

Well, I did
most of the talking.
But Chloe is--

I'm sorry-- was
a good listener,
till she hanged herself.

Like when you
called her "maggot,"
she really heard that.

Don't listen to it,
any of you.

-It's the First.
-Oh, let 'em.

The only reason
why Chloe offed herself...

was 'cause she knew
what you're not getting.

I'm coming. You're going.

All this--
It's almost over.

-We'll be here.
-All of you?

But wait. I thought--

BUFFY:
They're not all gonna make it.
Some will die,

and there's nothing
I can do that will stop it.

Hey, I didn't say it.

But I'll be seeing all of you,
one by one.

T.T.F.N.

What's "T.T.F.N."?

It's "ta-ta for now."

It's what Tigger says
when he leaves.

AMANDA:
Chloe loved Winnie the Pooh.

Dawn, where's that knife?

(quiet sobs)

(indistinct whispers)

Is everyone here?

All accounted for.

Anyone want to say
a few words about Chloe?

Let me.

Chloe was an idiot.
Chloe was stupid.

She was weak.
And anyone in a rush to be
the next dead body I bury?

It's easy.
Just think of Chloe
and do what she did,

and I'll find room for you
next to her and Annabelle.

I'm a Slayer,
the one with the power,

and the First has me using
that power to dig our graves.

I've been carrying you--
all of you-- too far, too long.

-Ride's over.
-You're out of line.

-No, she's not.
-You're gonna let her
talk to you like that?

Willow, she's not even
the most powerful one
in this room.

With you here,
she's not close.

You're new here,
and you're wrong,

because I use
the power that I have.

The rest of you
are just waiting for me.

Well, yeah,
but only because you
kind of told us to.

You're our leader, Buffy,
as in "follow the."

Well, from now on,
I'm your leader,
as in "do what I say."

Jawohl!

But let's not try to forget,
we're also your friends.

-I'm not.
-Then why are you here?

Aside from getting rescued,
what is it that you do?

I provide much needed...
sarcasm.

Um, that'd... kind of
be my job, actually.

You're here
because you're scared.

-Same goes for everyone
in this room.
-Fine.

Anya, all of you,
be as scared as you'd like.

-Just be useful
while you're at it.
-WILLOW: Come on, Buffy.

You know everyone here is
doing everything they can.

And the First isn't impressed.

It already knows us.

It knows what we can do,
and it's laughing.

You want to surprise the enemy?
Surprise yourselves.

Force yourself to do
what can't be done
or else we are not an army.

We're just a bunch of girls
waiting to be picked off
and buried.

-Where are you going?
-Out.

Since I'm neither
a girl nor waiting,

all this speechifying
doesn't really apply
to me, does it?

Fine. Take a cell phone.

That way, if I need someone
to get weepy or whaled on,
I can call you.

-If you've got
something to say--
-I just said it.

You keep holding back,
you might as well
walk out that door.

Holding back? You're blind.

I've been here,
right in it--
fighting, scrappin'.

-Since you got your soul back?
-Well, as a matter of fact,

I haven't been quite relishing
the kill the way I used to.

You were a better fighter then.

I did this for you!

The soul, the changes--
It's what you wanted.

What I want is
the Spike that's dangerous,

the Spike that tried
to kill me when we met.

Oh, you don't know
how close you are
to bringing him out.

I'm nowhere near him.

Dawn, get the Potentials
upstairs...

and break out
that emergency kit.

What are you gonna do?

I'm declaring an emergency.

-We thought you'd
want to be here.
-Yeah, you thought right.

That emergency bag's
got some neat stuff in it.

Weapons, charms,
advanced reading assignments.

Yeah, cool stuff,
but we've seen it
all before.

ANYA:
Well, not this we haven't.
What's inside it?

Mmm, I don't know.
It hasn't been opened since--
Well, since now.

Puppets.
(chuckles)

That's it. The First
hates puppets. Now, if we can
just airlift Kermit,

Fozzie the Bear,
and Miss Piggy into town,
the First would be a-runnin'.

-Those are Muppets.
-And these things
are shadow-casters.

You put them in motion,
and they tell you a story.

It says, "You can't just watch.
You have to see."

-What the hell does that mean?
-It's cryptic. I don't like it.

Every time instructions
get cryptic, someone
gets hurt. Usually me.

"You can't just watch.
You have to see"?
See what?

That's where all my fancy
translating skills break down.

But I think
it's an origin myth.

The story of
the very first Slayer.

I-I saw her.

WOOD:
You saw the first Slayer?

The other night, in my dream.

It's gotta
mean something, right?

Okay, according to this,
I think,

you put on
those puppet guys,
one by one.

They cast shadows,
and the shadows tell the story.

"First, there is the earth."

(faint drumbeats)

KENNEDY: What's that sound?

Okay, so far, so creepy.

Um... Okay.

"Then there came the demons."

(drums continue)

-"After demons,
there came men."
-(faint roaring)

"Men found a girl."

-(woman screaming faintly)
-"And the men took the girl...

"to fight the demon
of all demons.

"They-- They chained her
to the earth.

And then"--

And I--

I-I can't read this.

-Something about darkness.
-What about darkness?

It says,
"You cannot be shown.

"You cannot just watch,
but you must see.

See for yourself,
but only if you're willing
to make the exchange."

When did you get
so good at Sumerian?

It's not in Sumerian anymore.

-(voices grow louder)
-(screaming)

But what does it mean?

It means
I have to go in there.

No, it doesn't.
Where does it say that?
It doesn't say that.

WOOD:
Buffy, you don't even know
what you're exchanging.

You don't even know
if you're ready yet.

That's the point.

No, Buffy. We don't know
where you're going
or how we'll get you back.

-Buffy, you can't.
-WILLOW: How will
we get you back?

Find a way.

-She's gone.
-Huh.

ANYA:
What was that
about an exchange?

-(growling)
-XANDER: Ah, this must be
the exchange student.

Willow, use your magic
to send him back!

I'm trying. Uh--
(speaking Latin)

Weapons!

(shouting)

(screaming)

Clear out of here,
all of you, unless you want
to end up all dead and useless.

-What are you gonna do?
-What I do best.

-Are you injured?
-Just hurt.

Don't make
a case out of it.

-How about you?
-I think we'll live.

-Except maybe Spike.
-Is getting thrown through
the ceiling what he does best?

-I'll go check on him.
-We've got bigger problems
than that.

-Yeah. Demon loose, no Slayer.
-We need Buffy.

You gotta get her back.
Looks like it's spell o'clock.

Which spell? I mean,
didn't you see that thing?

And you expect to reopen
the portal without sending
Willow off the deep end?

-Thanks for your support.
-ANYA: Well, it's true.

We're gonna have to
find another way.

There isn't,
and Buffy knew it.

-I've gotta get her back.
-We don't even know
where she went.

Well, I guess that worked.

-XANDER: Dawnie,
what does the book say?
-Not much.

Once Buffy left, it got
a little tougher to read.

Oh.

It's okay. We'll just
start with what we know,
take it from there.

Great. So far,
we know jack about squat.
Let's go from there.

-You've got the magic. Use it.
-But I don't even know
what magic to use.

Why not just try
all 32 flavors?

Worst thing that happens is
you go brunette.

WILLOW:
That's not the worst thing
that can happen.

She's right.
And you know we have a choice.

We can risk Willow's life
and the rest of our lives
to get Buffy back,

or we leave her out there.

If we play it safe back here,
Buffy could stay lost.

You missed her
"everyone sucks but me" speech.

If she's so superior,
let her find her own way back.

Anya, the First is already
up and running.

Every second that Buffy's
not here is an opportunity

for it to show up
and rip us to pieces.

Willow, how would
you get Buffy back?

That's what I'm saying.
I don't even know.

Okay, but if another witch
was to do it, where would
she start?

Physics,
principles, basic laws.

-Such as?
-Uh, conservation of energies.

You can't really create
or destroy anything,
just transfer.

-(scoffs)
-DAWN: I'm sorry.
Are you helping?

No. But at least
I'm not galloping off
in the wrong direction.

-Magic works off physics.
-Not without a catalyst.

If you're talking
about transferring energies,
you need some kind of conduit.

Like a-- a Kraken's tooth.

Yeah. Skin of Draconis,
uh, ground-up Baltic stones.
Something.

-Okay. Good.
-Plus, we need an exchange.

Like you said, I'm thinking
a Slayer for a demon.

Right.
If we want Buffy back,

then we have to find that demon
and send it through.

-It matter if it's
dead or alive?
-SPIKE: I vote dead.

The Slayer's
countin' on you, Willow.

Get crackin' on that portal,
and don't be stingy
with the mojo.

-The demon's mine.
-I hate to say it, Big Bad,

but you look like
you can barely stand.

We're trained. And the only
thing we know for sure...

about this demon is
it kicked your ass.

It did at that.

Where are you going?

There's something
I need. (sighs)

Hello?

I'm Buffy.
I'm the Slayer.

(speaking foreign language)

Good. That's good then.

Um, you know, I know we have
bigger issues to deal with,

but how'd I understand
anything you guys just said?

Oh, I know. Ancient magics.
I just thought it was neat.

(speaking foreign language)

And the neat of it just left.
Uh, end of what?

Uh, latest. You mean,
"latest guardian."

Okay, um--

I-I have a First to fight, okay?
So just tell me what
I need to know.

I-I came to learn.

You know what I think?
I'm not really here at all.

None of this
is actually happening.
This is like a play.

Like some shadow play.

Some nonreality,
reenactment, hologramy--

KENNEDY:
And this is gonna help us how?

The sand forms a circle,
the circle acts as a barrier,

and the barrier
contains the portal.

Now what?
We hold hands and chant
"kumbaya" or something?

Maybe. Till we get
the magics up and running,

I'm kind of workin'
on my best guess here.

-XANDER:
Well, maybe we should wait.
-For what?

Spike. To see if he can
bring back that demon.

No, I-I don't think we
should wait right now.

Opening a portal this size
could take days.

Better get started.

I think I might
pee my pants.

You can do it. The magics,
not the pants thing.

Okay.

(exhales)

(speaking Latin)

Dawnie, you'd better
put on some coffee.
This could take a while.

(screaming)

What is this?

(speaking foreign language)

I thought I brought me here.

Look, listen, you guys.
I'm already the Slayer,
bursting with power.

Really don't need any more.

(drum beats)

This is how you--

No!

By making me less human?

(grunting)

(screaming)

Make this stop!

No, this isn't the way!

-Where you goin'?
-Got a job.

Nice coat. Where'd you get it?

New York.

(speaking Latin)

Screw it! Mighty forces,
I suck at Latin, okay?

But that's not the issue!
I'm the one in charge,

and I'm telling you,
open that portal now!

-It's not happening, Wil!
-Give her time.
She's getting it.

Or something's getting her.
Wil, I think you'd better
back up a little.

No!

Oh, come on, now, Nancy.
Call yourself a demon?

I thought you were up
for a proper fight.

-Now we're talkin'.
-(growls)

(shouting)

(laughing)

Yeah!

You think I came all this way
to get knocked up
by some demon dust?

I can't fight this.

I know that now.
You guys, you're just men--

Just the men who did this...
to her.

Whoever that girl was before
she was the first Slayer.

No, you don't understand!
You violated that girl,

made her kill for you
because you're weak,

you're pathetic,
and you obviously have
nothing to show me!

(bones crack)

I don't know your feelings,
big guy,

but to me,
a tussle like that...

is good for the soul.

I knew it.
It's always the staff.

Tell me something I don't know.

(grunting)

Hey.

You okay? You've been
kind of quiet since--

You sucked
the life out of me?

Yeah. Since then.

Look, it's important
that you know... what I am,

what I'm like when I'm...
like that.

I thought it would be--
I don't know-- cool somehow.

It just hurt.

Yeah. I'm really sorry.

It's just, you were the most
powerful person nearby,

and, well, that's--
that's how it works.

That's... how I work.

I got that. You told me.

I'll see you in the morning.

How you doin'?

Thanks for
bringing me back... again.

Oh, it's what I do.

I was hard
on you guys today.

Oh, it's all right.
You needed to be.

Although, Twinkies and Kisses--
also peachy motivational tools.

You okay?

I think I made a mistake.

What?

Those men that I met--
you know, the shadow men--

they offered me more power,

but I didn't like the loophole.

So you turned it down?

It's okay, Buffy.
We'll get by. We always do.

I don't know.

-They showed me--
-Showed you what?

That the first Slayer was right.

It isn't enough.

Why, Buffy?
What did you see?

What did they show you?

(growling)

Grr! Arrgh!