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Buffy the vampire slayer...

It's that bloody slayer. Whenever I turn
around, she's mucking up the works.

I need to bring in the big guns...
The order of taraka.

The bounty hunters?
Isn't that overkill?

No. I think it's
just enough kill.

It's a society
of deadly assassins.

Buffy: These assassins,
why are they after me?

Xander: Buffy
could be in trouble.

I'm gonna check
upstairs. Buffy!

Good day.
I'm Norman pfister.

Eastern exposure. The sun will
be comin' in a few hours.

The key to your cure,
ducks, was...

Right in front of us
the whole time.

Who are you?

Who am I? Who the hell are you?

I'm Kendra,
the vampire slayer.

OK... One more time.
You're the who?

I am the slayer.

Nice cover story,
but here's a tip.

You might
wanna try it

on someone who's
not the real slayer.

You can't stop me.

Even if you kill me,

another slayer will be
sent to take me place.

Could you stop with the slayer thing?
I'm the damn slayer!

Nonsense.

There is but one,
and I am she.

OK... A scenario:

You back off...
I'll back off...

But you promise
not to go all wiggy

until we can go to my watcher
and figure this out.

Wiggy?

You know,
no kicko, no fighto.

I accept your scenario.

So... You were
sent here?

Yes... By my watcher.

To do what, exactly?

To do my duty.

I'm here
to kill vampires.

Your watcher
is Sam Zabuto, you say?

Yes, sir.

We've never met, but he's
very well-respected.

What, so he's a real guy,
as in non-fictional?

And you are called?

I am the
vampire slayer.

We got that part, honey.
He means your name.

Oh. They call
me Kendra.

I have no
last name, sir.

Can you say "stuck
in the eighties"?

Buffy, please.

There's obviously some
misunderstanding here.

Hey!

Identify
yourself.

Back off,
pink ranger.

This is
my friend.

Friend?

Yeah, as in person
you hang with? Amigo?

I don't
understand.

You try. I'm tapped.

Kendra, there
are a few people...

Civilians, if you like...
Who know Buffy's identity.

Willow is one of them, and they
also spend time together, socially.

And you allow this, sir?

Well...

But the slayer must work
in secret for security.

Of course,
but with Buffy, however,

it's, um... some
flexibility is required.

Why?

Hi, guys. What's going on?

Apparently, there's been
a really big mix-up.

It seems, somehow, that another
slayer has been sent to sunnydale.

Is that
even possible?

I mean, 2 slayers
at the same time?

Not to my knowledge.

The new slayer
is only called

after the previous slayer
has died.

Good lord...

You were dead, Buffy.

I was only gone
for a minute.

Clearly, it doesn't matter
how long you were gone.

You were physically dead,

thus causing the activation
of the next slayer.

She died?

Just a little.

She drowned,
but she was revived.

So there really are
two of them.

It seems so. This is
completely unprecedented.

I'm really
quite flummoxed.

What's the flum?
It's a mistake.

She isn't supposed
to be here. She goes home.

Look, no offense, I really
don't mean this personally,

but I'm not dead, and
frankly, having you around

creeps me out
just a little bit.

I cannot just leave.

I was sent here
for a reason.

Mr. Zabuto said
all the signs indicate

that a very dark power is
about to rise in sunnydale.

And what's your great plan for
fighting this dark power?

You just gonna attack people
randomly until you find a bad one?

Of course not.

Then why the hell
did you attack me?

I thought you were
a vampire.

Oh. A swing and a miss
for the rookie.

I had good reason
to think you were.

Did I not see you
kissing a vampire?

Buffy would never
do that.

Oh... Except for...
Sometimes you do that.

But only with angel.
Right?

Yes, right.

Look, you saw me
with angel,

and he is a vampire,
but he's good.

Angel? You mean angelus.

I've read about him.
He is a monster.

No, no, no.
He's good now.

Really.

He had
a gypsy curse.

He has a what?

Just trust me
on this one, OK?

He's on the
home team now.

I cannot believe you.

He looked to me just like
another animal when I...

When you what?

What did you
do to him?

I...

What did you do?

Uhh!

There you go,
friend.

He'll be as good as new
in a day or so.

Wait, wait, wait.
We had a deal, right?

What's the matter, Willy?
Don't you trust me?

Oh, yeah.
Like a brother.

Talk, and I'll have
your guts for garters.

Wild horses
couldn't drag it.

Oops. Sorry, friend.

What're you gonna
do with him anyway?

I'm thinking... Maybe
dinner and a movie.

I don't want to rush
into anything.

I've been hurt,
you know?

Do you have
anything in raisin?

I know you
wouldn't think so,

but I'm both a
winter and a summer.

9.99, tax included.

You said that
already.

Do you have anything
in the Berry family?

Are there more ladies
in the house?

Oh, no.
They're not home.

You know,
nothing personal,

but maybe you should look into
selling dictionaries or...

Hey, what's up?

Uh, he's a salesman, and he
was just leaving, right?

Uh, OK. Bye-bye.
Thank you.

OK, Mary Kay,
time to...

Time to run.
Whaa!

Aah!

Find something to cover
the crack under the door.

Uh... Here!
I don't do worms.

Cover me.

Ugh... Eww...

Angel?

No ashes.

What?

When a vampire combusts,
he leaves ashes.

I know the drill.

So I did not
kill him.

And I don't need
to kill you.

Whoa! There's a lot
of tension in this room.

Uhh!

Doesn't anyone just say
hello where you come from?

This one is dirty.
I can feel it.

That's really good for
you, percepto girl,

but we're not gonna get
anything out of him

if he's, oh, say,
unconscious.

Where's angel?

My buddy angel?

You think I'd
let him fry?

I saved him
in the Nick.

He was about
5 minutes away

from being
a crispy critter.

Where'd he go?

Uh, he said he was gonna
stay underground.

You know,
recuperate.

Are you telling
me the truth?

I'd swear on my mother's
grave...

Should something fatal
happen to her, god forbid.

Then he is
all right.

We can return to your
watcher for our orders.

I don't take orders.
I do things my way.

No wonder
you died.

Let's go.

I have to ask.

Has either of you girls
considered modeling?

I have a friend
with a camera...

Strictly high-class
nude work.

You know, art photographs,
but naked.

You don't have to
answer right away.

Mmm.

I was dreaming.

Of what, pet?

We were in Paris.

You had
a branding iron.

I brought you something.

And there were worms
in my baguette.

Your sire,
my sweet.

Angel?

The one and only.

Now all we need is the
full moon tonight.

And he will die and you
will be fully restored.

My black goddess.

My ripe, wicked plum.

It's been...

Forever.

Spike, let me have him.

Hmm?

Until the moon.

All right.

You can play,
but don't kill him.

He mustn't die
till the ritual.

Bring him to me.

You've been
a very bad daddy.

Kendra, I've conferred
with your watcher, Mr. Zabuto.

And, uh, we both agree
that, uh,

until this matter with spike and
drusilla has been resolved,

that you two should
work together.

Oh, that'll be a treat.

So you believe
that spike

is attempting to revive
this drusilla to health?

Yes, well, I think that's the dark
power that your watcher referred to.

You see, Drusilla's
not only evil.

She's also quite mad.

And if she's restored
to her full health,

then, uh, well, there's absolutely
no telling what she might do.

Then we will
stop spike.

Oh, good plan.
Let's go. Charge!

Buffy.

It's a little more complicated
than that, John Wayne.

Yes, I'm afraid it is.

You see, spike has also called
out the order of taraka

to keep Buffy
out of the way.

The assassins?

I read of them in the
writings of Dramius.

Oh, really?
Which volume?

I believe
it was 6, sir.

Um, how do you know
all this?

From my studies.

So, obviously, you have
a lot of free time.

I study because
it is required.

The slayer handbook
insists on it.

There's a slayer handbook?

Wait. Handbook?
What handbook?

How come I don't
have a handbook?

Is there a t-shirt, too?

'Cause that would be cool.

After meeting you, Buffy,
I realized that, uh,

the handbook would be
of no use in your case.

Well, what do you mean it would
be of no use in my case?

What... what's wrong
with my case?

Kendra, perhaps you'd like to
show me the part in Dramius 6

where it refers
to the order of taraka.

I must admit, I've never been
able to get through that book.

It's a bit stodgy.

It was difficult.
All those footnotes.

Hello and welcome
to planet pocket protector.

Oh, uh, Buffy,

principal Snyder was
snooping around after you.

Eee, career fair.

You'd best make an
appearance, I think.

Right.

Buffy's
a student here?

Yes.

Right, of course.

And I imagine she's a
cheerleader, as well.

Giles: Well, actually, she had
to give up her cheerleading.

It was quite an amusing
story, actually.

Let's go and find
the book, shall we?

Get a load of
the she-Giles.

Creepy.

Eew.

Bet Giles wishes
I was more of a book geek.

Giles is enough of a book
geek for the both of you.

Yeah, but did you see
how they were vibing?

Volume 6. Ha ha ha.

Buffy, no one
could replace you.

You'll always be
Giles' favorite.

I wonder.

Of course you will.

You're his slayer.
The real slayer.

No. I wonder if it would
be so bad being replaced.

You mean, like, letting
Kendra take over?

Maybe. I mean,
maybe after this thing

with spike and
the assassins is over,

I can say, "Kendra, you slay.
I'm going to Disneyland."

But not forever,
right?

No. Disneyland would get
boring after a few months.

But I could do
other stuff.

Career day stuff.

Maybe I could even have
a normal life.

Could you sit down or change
your pattern or something?

You're making me queasy.

Because you're
just sitting there.

You should be
thinking up a plan.

I have a plan.
We wait. Buffy saves us.

How will she even know
where to find us?

Cordelia, this is Buffy's house.
Odds are she'll find us.

Well, what if she doesn't?
What am I supposed to do?

Just waste away down here with you?
Oh, no thank you.

What are you going
to see if he's gone.

That's brilliant.
What if he isn't?

Oh, right. You think we
should just slack here

and hope that somebody
else decides to be a hero?

Sorry. Forgot I was
stranded with a loser!

And yet, I never forgot that
I'm stuck with the numb-brain

who let Mr. mutant in the
house in the first place!

He looked normal!

What, is he supposed
to have an arrow

with the word assassin
over his head?

All it took was the
prospect of a free makeover

and you licked his hand
like a big, dumb dog!

You know what?
I'm going.

I'd rather be worm food than
look at your pathetic face.

Then go.
I'm not stopping you.

I bet you wouldn't.

I bet you'd let a girl go off
to her doom all by herself.

Not just any girl.
You're special.

I can't believe that I'm stuck
spending what will probably be

my last few moments
on earth here with you!

I hope these are
my last moments.

3 more seconds with you
and I'm gonna...

I'm gonna what?
Coward!

Moron!

I hate you!

I hate you!

We so need
to get out of here.

Uh-huh.

He's gone.

Aah!

Oh, my god! Take them off of me!
Get them off!

Get them off of me!

Oh, my god! Get them
off of me! Aah!

Oh, my god!

OK! Let's get
out of here.

Xander, let's go!

OK. Ooh!

So my tests say that I should
look into law enforcement.

Duh! And
environmental design.

Environmental design?
That's landscaping, right?

I checked the shrub box.

But landscaping was yesterday,
so law enforcement it is.

Hey, will, don't look, OK?
But... no, don't look.

That guy over there
is totally checking you out.

Oh, that's oz.

He's expressing computer
nerd solidarity.

Really? Then why is he on his
way over here right now?

Told you.

Oz: Hey.
Hey.

Your hair is brown.

Yeah, sometimes.

So, uh, did you decide?

Are you going to be
a corporate computer suit guy?

Oh, well, I think I'm going
to finish high school first.

What about you?

I'm not really a computer
person, you know.

Or a work
of any kind person.

Then why'd they
select you?

Well, I sort of test well.

You know, which is cool.

Except that it
leads to jobs.

Well, don't you have
some ambition?

Oh, yeah, yeah.
E-flat diminished ninth.

Huh?

Well, the e-flat,
it's do-able,

but it's that diminished
ninth, you know,

it's a man's chord.

You could lose a finger.

All right, listen up and
answer when I call your name.

Buffy summers!

Buffy: Get down!
Oz: Look out!

Ha!

He's... he's shot!

Are you OK?

I, um, I'm shot,
you know.

Wow!

It's odd...

And painful.

She's gone.

Was that
a demonstration?

She was definitely one of
the taraka gang, Giles.

And way gun happy.

This, um, oz chap,
he's all right?

The paramedic said it
was only a scrape.

Thank goodness.

Down, girl!

Who sponsored
career day today?

The British soccer
fan association?

We had a rather violent visit
from the order of taraka.

You want to talk
order of taraka?

We just met the king
freak of the... hello.

Giles: Oh, forgive me. Xander,
Cordelia, this is Kendra.

It's rather complicated,
but she's also a slayer.

Hi. Nice
to meet you.

A slayer, huh?

I knew this
"I'm the only one,

"I'm the only one" thing was
just an attention-getter.

Just say hello, Xander.

Welcome. So you're
a slayer, huh?

I like that in a woman.

I... I hope...

I thank you.

I mean, sir, um...

I will be of service.

Great! Good.

It's good
to be a giver.

Xander, this, uh,
assassin you encountered,

what did he look like?

Oh!

Oh, my god.
I'm showering!

Like that.

You and bug people,
Xander.

What's up with that?

No, but this dude was completely
different than praying mantis lady.

He was a man of bugs.
Not a man who was a bug.

The important thing is that
everybody's all right.

Still, it's quite apparent that
we're under serious attack.

These taraka are
definitely serious.

Fortunately for me,
so is Kendra.

And I feel the worst
is yet to come.

I've... I've discovered the remaining
keys to Drusilla's cure.

The ritual requires
the presence of her sire,

and it must take place in the church
on the night of the new moon.

The new moon?
But that is tonight.

Exactly, and I'm sure
the assassins were here

to kill Buffy before she
could put a stop to things.

They need
Drusilla's sire.

You mean the vamp
that made her?

Yes.

Buffy, what is it?

Angel.

He's Drusilla's sire.

Man, that guy got
major neck in his day.

Will this ritual
kill him?

Yes, I'm afraid it will.

We need to find
this church.

We need to find where this
ritual is gonna take place.

Agreed. And we must
work quickly.

We have 5 hours
before sundown.

Don't worry, Buffy.
We'll save angel.

Angel. But our priority
is to stop drusilla.

Angel's our friend.

Except I don't like him.

Look, you've got your
priorities, and I've got mine.

Right now, they mesh.

So are you
gonna help me,

or are you gonna
get out of my way?

I'm with you.

Good. 'Cause
I've had it.

Spike is going down.

You can attack me, you can
send assassins after me.

That's fine.

But nobody messes
with my boyfriend.

My mommy ate lemons...

Raw.

She said she loved the way
they made her mouth... Tingle.

Little Anne.

Her favorite was custard.

Brandied pears.

Dru...

Shh!

And pomegranates.

They used to make her face
and fingers all red.

Aaaggghh!

Remember
little fingers?

Little hands?

Do you?

If I could...

Bite your tongue.

They used to eat cake
and eggs and honey...

Until you came

and ripped
their throats out.

Aaaahhhh!

There are 43 churches
in sunnydale?

That seems
a little excessive.

It's the extra-evil vibe
from the hellmouth.

Makes people
pray harder.

Well, check to see if any of
them are closed or abandoned.

Yeah, yeah, we got
monsters, we got demons,

but no bug dude
or police lady.

Well, you should have
better luck with this one.

There's a whole section devoted
to the order of taraka.

And those two, they also
know you are the slayer?

Yep.

Did anyone explain to you
what secret identity means?

Nope. Must be
in the handbook.

Right after the chapter
on personality removal.

Be careful
with that thing.

Please. I'm an expert
in all weapons.

Giles: Is everything
all right?

Yeah, it's OK.

Kendra killed
the bad lamp.

Sorry.

This, uh, trigger
mechanism is different.

Perhaps when this is over,

you can, uh,
show me how to work it.

When this is over, I'm
thinking pineapple pizza

and teen video
movie fest.

Possibly something from
the ringwald oeuvre.

Oh, here we go.

I am the bug man,
coo-coo ka-choo.

OK. OK.

He can only be killed

when he's in his
disassembled state.

Disassembled.

That means when he's broken down
into his little buggy parts.

I know what it means,
dork head.

Dork head? You slash me
with your words.

Your life is very
different than mine.

You mean the part where
I occasionally have one?

Yeah, I guess it is.

The things you do and have,
I was taught,

distract from my calling.

Friends, school...

Even family.

Even family?

My parents, they sent me to my
watcher when I was very young.

How young?

I don't remember them,
actually.

I've seen pictures,
but, uh,

that's how seriously the
calling is taken by my people.

My mother and father
gave me to my watcher

because they believed that they
were doing the right thing for me

and for the world.

Please. I don't
feel sorry for meself.

Why should you?

I don't know. I guess it
just sounds very lonely.

Emotions are weakness,
Buffy.

You shouldn't
entertain them.

Kendra, my emotions
give me power.

They're total assets.

Maybe for you,

but I prefer to keep
an even mind.

Hmm. I guess
that explains it.

Explains what?

Oh, well, when we were fighting.
You're amazing.

Your technique, it's flawless.
It's better than mine.

I know.

Still, I would have kicked
your butt in the end.

And you know why?

No imagination.

Really? You think so.

Oh, I know so.

You're good, but power
alone isn't enough.

A good fighter needs to
know how to improvise,

to go with the flow.

Seriously,
don't get me wrong.

You really do
have potential.

Potential?

I could wipe the floor
with you right now.

That would be anger
you're feeling.

What?

You feel it, right?

How the anger
gives you fire.

A slayer needs that.

Excuse me, ladies.

Nice knife.

I'm guessing dating isn't big
with your watcher, either.

I'm not permitted
to speak with boys.

Unless you're
pummeling them.

Wait a minute.

What?

That guy.

The sleazoid you nearly
decked in the bar.

You think he might
help us?

I think we might
make him.

Say uncle.

Oh, that's right.
You killed my uncle.

That's it, then.
Off to church.

It makes pretty colors.

I'll see him die
soon enough.

I've never been much
for the pre-show.

Too bad.

That's what drusilla
likes best, as I recall.

What's that supposed
to mean?

Ask her.

She knows what I mean.

Well?

Shh. Rrruff. Bad dog.

You should let me
talk to him, dru.

Sounds like your boy
could use some pointers.

She likes to be teased.

Keep your hole shut!

Take care of her,
spike.

The way she
touched me just now,

I can tell when
she's not satisfied.

I said shut up!

Oh! Or maybe you two just
don't have the fire we had.

That's enough.

Spike, no!

Oh, right. Right!
You almost got me.

Aren't you a "throw himself to the
lions" sort of sap these days.

Well, the lions
are on to you, baby.

If I kill you now,

you go quick,
and dru hasn't got a chance.

And if dru dies...

Your little Rebecca
of sunnyhell farm

and all her mates are spared
her coming-out party.

Spike, the moon
is rising. It's time.

Too bad, angelus.

Looks like you go
the hard way.

Along with the rest
of this miserable town.

Aah! Honest! I don't
know where angel is.

What about this ritual?
What have you heard?

Nothing.
It's all hush-hush.

Just hit him, Buffy.

She likes to hit.

You know, maybe I did hear
something about this ritual.

Yeah, it's
coming back to me.

But, uh, I'd have
to take you there.

Let's go.

First, we must return
to the watcher.

Excuse me?

While we run to Giles, this
whole thing could go down.

But it is procedure.

It's brainless,
you mean.

If we don't go now,
angel could die.

Is that all you're
worried about?

Your boyfriend.

No, it's not all,
but it's enough.

It's as I feared.

He clouds
your judgment.

We can't stop
this ritual alone.

Are you listening
to me? He could die.

He's a vampire.
He should die.

Why am I the only
person who sees it?

Are you that big
a fool?

Good riddance, then.

Here you go.

Don't ever say
your friend Willy

don't come through
in a pinch.

Here you go.

Don't ever say your friend Willy
don't come through in a pinch.

Eligor, I name thee.

Bringer of war,

poisoners, pariahs,

grand obscenity.

Eligor,
wretched master of decay,

bring your
black medicine. Come.

Restore your most impious,

murderous child.

From the blood of the sire,
she is risen.

From the blood of the sire

she shall rise again.

Aah!

Right, then.

Now we just let them come
to a simmering boil,

then remove to a low flame.

It's payday, pal.

I got your slayer.

Are you tripping?

You bring her here now?

You said you wanted her.

In the ground, pinhead.
I wanted her dead.

Now, that's not
what I heard.

Word was there was a bounty
on her dead or alive.

You heard wrong,
Willy.

Angel...

Yeah, it bugs me, too,

seeing him like that.

Another 5 minutes,
though,

and angel will be dead,

so I forebear.

Don't feel too bad
for angel, though.

He's got something
you don't have.

What's that?

5 minutes. Patrice.

Who the hell is this?

It's your lucky day,
spike.

2 slayers.

No waiting.

Hey, larva boy.

Yeah, that's right. I'm talking
to you, you big cootie.

Welcome,
my little pretties.

Switch!

I'd rather be
fighting you, anyway.

Mutual.

Die! Die! Die!

I think he did, cordy.

Where are you going?

Now there's a way in which
this isn't my fault.

Oh, they tricked you.

Mm-hmm. They were
duplicitous.

Well, then, I'll only
kill you just this once.

Spike!

Hold him steady.

Aah!

That's me
favorite shirt!

That's me only shirt!

Look out!

Sorry, baby,
we gotta go.

Hope that was enough.

I'm good.

Hi.

Let's get him out.

Careful.

Come on.

Oh, hey.
Animal cracker?

No, thank you.

How's your arm?

Suddenly painless.

You can still play
the guitar OK?

Well, not well,
but not worse.

You know, I never
really thanked you.

Oh, yeah, please, don't. I don't do thanks.
I get all red.

Have to bail.
It's not pretty.

Well, then,
forget that thing,

especially with the part where
I kind of owe you my life.

Oh, look, a monkey.

And he has
a little hat

and little pants.

Yeah, I see.

The monkey's
the only cookie animal

that gets to wear clothes.
You know that?

You have the sweetest
smile I've ever seen.

So I'm wondering,
do the other cookie animals

feel sort of ripped?

Like is the hippo going, "hey,
man, where are my pants?"

I have
my hippo dignity."

And, you know,
the monkey's just,

"I mock you with
my monkey pants."

And there's a big coup
in the zoo.

The monkey is French?

All monkey's are French.
You didn't know that?

No.

We need to talk.

OK. Here's the deal.

We don't have to run every time
we see each other in the hall.

Right. OK.

Why shouldn't we run?

What happened. There's a
total explanation for it.

You're a pervert?

Me?

Yeah.

No, no, no,
I seem to recall

I was the jumpee,
my friend.

As if. You've probably been
planning this for months.

Right. I hired a Latvian
bug man to kill Buffy

so I could kiss you.

I hate to burst
your bubble,

but you don't inspire me

to spring for a dinner
over at bucky's fondue hut.

Fine. Whatever.

You know,
the point is...

Don't try it again.

I didn't try it!

Forget about the bugs, OK?

The memory of your lips on
mine makes my blood run cold.

If you dare breathe
a word of this...

Like I want anyone
to know.

Then it's erased.

Never happened.

Good.
Good.

Good.

Thank you for the shirt. It
was very generous of you.

Hey, it looks better on...

Well, me, but no worries.

Now, when you get
to the airport...

I get on the plane
with me ticket

and sit in a seat,
not the cargo hold.

Very good.

That is not
traveling undercover.

Exactly. Relax.
You earned it.

You sit in your seat,
you eat your peanuts,

you watch the movie... well, unless
it's about a dog or Chevy chase.

I'll remember.

I, um...

I just wanted
to thank you

for helping me
save angel.

I'm not telling
me watcher about that.

It is too strange that a
slayer loves a vampire.

Tell me about it.

Still, he is
pretty cute.

Well, maybe they won't
fire me for dating him.

You always do that.

Do what?

You talk about slaying
like it's a job.

It's not. It's who you are.

Did you get that
from your handbook?

From you.

I guess it's something
I really can't fight.

I'm a freak.

Not the only freak.

Not anymore.

I don't hug.

Right. No. Good.
Hate hugs.

Don't worry, dear heart.

I'll see that
you get strong again.

Like me.

Grr! Argh!