[OWL HOOTING]
Buffy: "ONE NIGHT AFTER SUPPER,
THE LEAD DOG TURNED UP A SNOWSHOE RABBIT.
THE DOG LAY DOWN LOW TO THE RACE, HIS BODY FLASHING FORWARD,
LEAP BY LEAP."
Willow: "HE WAS SOUNDING THE DEEPS OF HIS NATURE
AND THE PARTS OF HIS NATURE THAT WERE DEEPER THAN HE,
GOING BACK INTO THE WOMBS OF TIME.
THE RABBIT COULD NOT--"
OK. UH, MAYBE WE SHOULD TRY A LESS STIMULATING PASSAGE.
[GRR]
PRIVATE HARRIS REPORTING FOR OZ WATCH.
XANDER! OH, GOOD.
OH. "CALL OF THE WILD."
AREN'T WE READING THE CLIFF'S NOTES TO THIS FOR ENGLISH?
SOME OF US ARE.
ANYWAY, IT'LL HELP YOU STAY AWAKE.
IT'S GOOD AND VERY WOLFY.
IT SEEMS TO SOOTHE THE SAVAGE BEAST.
[QUIETLY] EXCEPT FOR THE PARTS ABOUT RABBITS.
[BANG]
RABBIS?
IT SEEMS TO MAKE HIM A LITTLE OVEREXCITED.
OK. NOW, HE'S HAD HIS 2:00 FEEDING,
AND AFTER SUNRISE, IF HE FORGETS WHERE HIS CLOTHES ARE,
THEY'RE ON TOP OF THE FILE CABINET IN HIS CAGE.
I PUT THOSE TOWELS UP FOR PRIVACY.
UH, NO WORRIES. I CAN HANDLE THE OZ "FULL MONTY."
I MEAN, NOT HANDLE-HANDLE, LIKE HANDS-TO-FLESH HANDLE.
OK. WELL, IT'S NOT FOR YOU.
IT'S FOR ME BECAUSE I'M STILL GETTING USED TO HALF A MONTY.
OH. GOOD.
HALF? YOU AND OZ? WHICH HALF?
WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO KNOW?
ANYWAY, HE'S MORE MANAGEABLE TONIGHT AND ON THE THIRD NIGHT.
TOMORROW NIGHT, THE TOTAL FULL MOON,
THAT'S WHEN HE'S A REAL WOOFER.
BUT IN CASE THERE'S TROUBLE-- THERE WON'T BE,
BUT IF--
SLEEPY TIME. GOTCHA.
THANKS AGAIN FOR DOING THIS.
I WOULDN'T HAVE ASKED, BUT I HAVE THIS TEST.
NO BIG. YOU CAN COUNT ON ME.
I GOT MY COFFEE, MAGAZINES.
FIGURED I'D READ, MAYBE RUN THE STAIRS OVER THERE A LITTLE BIT.
I'M GOOD.
BYE.
[GRR]
NICE PLACE.
DO YOU EVER CATCH KIDS DOING THE DIDDY OUT HERE?
NO. THERE'S A SMOOCH SPOT UP BY THE WOODS.
THAT'S USUALLY WHERE KIDS GO.
YEAH? BET YOU AND SCOTT HAVE BEEN UP THERE KICKING THE GEARSHIFT.
HARDLY.
ONLY BEEN ON A FEW DATES.
BUT YOU LIKE HIM, AND WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT HIM,
YOU GET THAT GOOD, DOWN-LOW TICKLE, RIGHT?
YEAH, I GUESS, BUT--
HOW LOW?
YOU TELL ME.
HOW ABOUT NOT?
BUT HE IS... NICE, AND HE'S FUNNY.
AND QUITE A MUFFIN.
BLUEBERRY. THAT CRUNCHY, MUNCHY STUFF ON TOP.
BUT MY MOST FAVORITE THING SO FAR
IS THAT HE DOESN'T SEEM TO BE ANY KIND OF HELL BEAST.
ALL MEN ARE BEASTS, BUFFY.
OK. I WAS HOPING TO NOT GET THAT CYNICAL
TILL I WAS AT LEAST 40.
IT'S NOT CYNICAL. I MEAN, IT'S REALISTIC.
EVERY GUY FROM MANIMAL
DOWN TO MR. "I LOVE THE ENGLISH PATIENT"
HAS BEAST IN HIM.
AND I DON'T CARE HOW SENSITIVE THEY ACT.
THEY'RE ALL STILL JUST IN IT FOR THE CHASE.
AAH! AAH! AAH!
[HOWLING]
Willow: I DON'T THINK THAT'S TRUE,
THAT EVERY GUY IS IN IT ONLY FOR THE CHASE.
I KNOW. IT IS AN AWFUL GENERALIZATION.
Scott: HEY, BUFFY.
THAT'S WHAT I STOPPED YOU FOR, BASICALLY. HEY.
OK. HEY.
HOWDY, DEBBIE.
HI, OZ. HEY, YOU'RE NOT DOING JAZZ BAND THIS YEAR?
OH, CAN'T TAKE THE PRESSURE.
IT'S NOT THE MUSIC THAT'S HARD, IT'S THE MARCHING.
WE HAVE A MARCHING JAZZ BAND?
Oz: YEAH, BUT SINCE THE BEST JAZZ IS IMPROVISATIONAL,
WE'D BE GOING OFF IN ALL DIRECTIONS, BANGING INTO FLOATS.
SCARY.
HE'S JUST BEING OZ.
PRETTY MUCH FULL-TIME.
THOSE ARE PRETTY FLOWERS.
THANKS. PETE BROUGHT THEM FOR ME.
YEAH. WELL, I'M SURE SCOTT
DOES THAT KIND OF STUFF FOR YOU, TOO, BUFFY.
WELL, WE'RE NOT UP TO FLOWERS.
ARE WE? UP TO FLOWERS?
DID I MISS FLOWERS?
NO. WE'RE PRE-POSY. DEFINITELY.
WHAT TIME IS IT? OH, I HAVE TO GO SEE MR. PLATT TODAY.
PLATT? THE SCHOOL COUNSELOR?
I GET TO CONVINCE HIM THAT I'M LITTLE MISS STABLE SO I CAN STAY IN SCHOOL.
PLATT CREEPS ME OUT. I WOULD TOTALLY QUIT GOING,
BUT I'M FLUNKING SENIOR BIO,
AND MY TEACHER SAYS I HAVE SUCCESS ISSUES.
Oz: SENIOR BIO?
I KIND OF ACED THAT FINAL.
AND HOW DID YOU DO THAT?
OH, RIGHT. YOU SHOWED UP.
IF YOU WANT MY NOTES, THEY'RE YOURS.
THANKS. THAT'D BE GREAT.
Buffy: WE'D BETTER GO.
I'LL SEE YOU? YEP.
WE HAVE TO RECHECK EVERY POSSIBLE EXIT AVENUE.
I'M TELLING YOU, IT'S A WASTE OF TIME. I WAS HERE ALL NIGHT.
RIGHT.
IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU. UM, NO NEED TO PANIC.
JUST A THOUGHT-- POKER, NOT YOUR GAME.
WHAT'S THE DEAL, GILES?
NOW, BEAR IN MIND, MOST LIKELY, THERE IS NO DEAL,
BUT IF-- IF THERE WAS A DEAL,
THEN IT WOULD CONCERN MURDER LAST NIGHT.
A MALE STUDENT WAS FOUND IN THE WOODS.
WHICH STUDENT?
JEFF ORKIN.
JEFF? HE WAS--
I KNEW HIM.
I'M AFRAID HE WAS TERRIBLY MAULED.
NOW, MUCH AS I HATE TO THINK IT,
IT COULD BE THE HANDIWORK OF--
ME.
WOLF-YOU, NOT YOU-YOU.
Xander: BUT IT'S NOT.
NOT WOLF-YOU, NOT YOU-YOU.
THE ROOM WAS SECURED, THE GATE WAS LOCKED,
AND THE WINDOW UNBREAKABLE, AND...
OPEN.
OH, GOD.
NOT TO FREAK. I RESTED MY EYES NOW AND THEN.
THAT'S ALL.
Giles: HOW LONG...
EXACTLY DID YOU REST YOUR EYES FOR?
A LITTLE NOW, A LITTLE THEN,
BUT I NEVER HEARD OZ LEAVE, AND HE WAS HERE IN THE MORNING WHEN I, UM--
WHEN I--
WOKE UP!
YOU COULD PUT IT THAT WAY IF YOU WANT TO, MR. TECHNICAL.
OH, GOD.
Man: 2:00.
MISS SUMMERS.
BUFFY SUMMERS, REPORTING FOR SANITY.
LOOK... I KNOW THAT I HAVE TO DO THIS, AND I'LL COOPERATE,
AND I'LL LOOK AT YOUR INK BLOTS AND EVERYTHING,
BUT I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT MY LIFE OR MY CHILDHOOD
OR ANYTHING, FOR THAT MATTER, ACTUALLY.
AND... I DON'T WANT TO BE FRIENDS HERE.
WE'RE NOT GONNA BE FRIENDS.
YOU HAVE FRIENDS ALREADY, I HOPE.
FRIENDS ARE A GOOD THING. MM-HMM.
THEY LIKE YOU, AGREE WITH YOU,
TELL YOU WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR.
THAT'S NOT WHAT YOU NEED RIGHT NOW.
WHAT YOU NEED IS A TRAINED, NOT-TOO-CRAZY PROFESSIONAL
WHO WILL ALWAYS GIVE YOU HIS HONEST OPINION.
WHICH I OFFER YOU.
HAVE A SEAT.
NOT TOO CRAZY? THOSE ARE YOUR CREDENTIALS?
LOOK, BUFFY,
ANY PERSON-- GROWN-UP, SHRINK, POPE--
ANY PERSON WHO CLAIMS TO BE TOTALLY SANE
IS EITHER LYING OR NOT VERY BRIGHT.
I MEAN, EVERYONE HAS PROBLEMS.
EVERYBODY HAS DEMONS, RIGHT?
GOTTA SAY I'M WITH YOU ON THAT.
EXCELLENT.
SO, THE HOPE I BRING YOU IS DEMONS CAN BE FOUGHT.
PEOPLE CAN CHANGE. YOU CAN CHANGE.
NOW, YOUR TURN. LET'S START WITH WHY YOU RAN AWAY.
THAT'S A LONG STORY.
BORE ME.
YOU KNOW, I'M REALLY OVER IT.
I'M MOVING ON, I FEEL GOOD,
I'M EVEN DATING SOMEONE NEW.
ALL GOOD THINGS.
BUT STILL, YOU'RE BRINGING ME IN AT THE END OF THE MOVIE.
I WAS DATING SOMEONE.
IT-- IT ENDED BADLY.
MY MOM AND I WERE FIGHTING,
AND I KIND OF FREAKED.
TELL ME MORE ABOUT THIS GUY, THE BAD-ENDING GUY.
HE WAS MY FIRST--
I LOVED HIM,
AND THEN HE--
CHANGED.
YEAH.
HE GOT MEAN.
YES.
AND YOU DIDN'T STOP LOVING HIM.
LOOK, LOTS OF PEOPLE LOSE THEMSELVES IN LOVE.
IT'S NO SHAME. THEY WRITE SONGS ABOUT IT.
THE HITCH IS, YOU CAN'T STAY LOST.
SOONER OR LATER, YOU HAVE TO GET BACK TO YOURSELF.
AND IF YOU CAN'T?
IF YOU CAN'T...
WELL, LOVE BECOMES YOUR MASTER,
AND YOU'RE JUST ITS DOG.
I'M AFRAID TO ASK.
OZ ATE SOMEONE LAST NIGHT.
HE DID NOT!
OZ DOES NOT EAT PEOPLE. IT'S MORE WEREWOLF PLAY.
YOU KNOW, I BAT YOU AROUND A LITTLE BIT, LIKE A CAT TOY.
I HAVE HARMLESS WOLF FUN.
IS IT OZ'S FAULT THAT, YOU KNOW, SIDE EFFECT,
PEOPLE GET CUT TO RIBBONS, AND MAYBE THEN HE'LL TAKE A LITTLE NIBBLE AND--
I'M NOT HELPING, AM I?
NO. OZ MAY HAVE GOT OUT OF HIS CAGE LAST NIGHT.
OR MAYBE THERE'S ANOTHER WEREWOLF ROAMING THE WOODS.
PERHAPS. PERHAPS IT'S SOMETHING ELSE ENTIRELY.
Buffy: IT'S OK.
WE'LL WORK TOGETHER, AND WE'LL FIGURE THIS OUT.
YES. UM... BUFFY.
YOU PATROL THE WOODS.
THE OTHERS, CHECK OUT THE MORGUE.
RIGHT. WE CAN SEE IF IT'S A WEREWOLF KILL OR NOT.
BUT WHAT ABOUT OZ?
UM... WELL, I HAVE SOME RESEARCH MATERIALS AT HOME I NEED TO LOOK AT.
UH... WE COULD ASK FAITH TO WATCH OVER HIM.
WHAT, YOU'RE HAVING A SLAYER WATCH ME?
OH, GOOD WE'RE NOT OVERREACTING.
OK. YOU KNOW THAT THING WHERE YOU BAIL
IN THE MIDDLE OF AN UPSETTING CONVERSATION?
I HAVE TO DO THAT.
IT'S KIND OF DRAMATIC, I KNOW,
BUT... SOMETIMES, IT'S A NECESSARY GUY THING.
AND I WANT YOU TO DO THE GUY THING,
BUT--
OZ?
GET AWAY FROM THE CAGE.
WHAT?
IT'S GONNA HAPPEN SOON.
GET AWAY FROM ME.
UUH!
[GROWLING]
[GRR]
OH, GOD.
HERE. HOLD THIS.
AAH!
GOD!
WE'RE DOING CRIME HERE. YOU DON'T SNEAK UP DURING CRIME.
GOD, HAVE A-- OK!
SCARRED FOR LIFE. OH, GOD.
WILLOW, HOW CAN YOU STAND IT?
YEAH, WIL. I MEAN, THIS GUY'S PRETTY BARF-WORTHY.
CAN'T WE BE ELSEWHERE? YOU KNOW, IS OZ CLEARED OR WHAT, HUH?
I'M NOT SURE. I MEAN, THERE ARE A LOT OF INCISED WOUNDS,
BUT THEY COULD BE FROM ANYTHING.
ANYTHING WITH BIG, SHARP TEETH AND VICIOUS--
DO YOU WANT TO GO BACK TO THE CAR AND WAIT?
NO. GOD. I'M JUST SAYING--
ALMOST DONE. LET ME JUST GET A FEW STRAY HAIRS FROM THE BODY.
THEY COULD BE FROM THE ATTACKER.
GREAT. SO WE GOT EVERYTHING WE NEED?
YEP. THAT'S IT.
OH!
OK. UH... LITTLE TOO MUCH EXCITEMENT FOR THE WILSTER HERE.
DOESN'T LOOK GOOD FOR OZ, DOES IT?
IT REALLY DOESN'T.
THIS GUY WAS RIPPED APART BY A BIG, WILD ANIMAL.
[GROWLING AND STRUGGLING]
OH!
OH! UH, BUFFY. ARE YOU OK?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
UH, BLEEDING INTERNALLY, BUT I'LL LIVE.
GOD, I'M SORRY. I GUESS I DIDN'T HEAR YOU.
FIGURED AS MUCH. OW AGAIN. UH...
ACTUALLY, I CAME TO GIVE YOU THE REST OF THE NIGHT OFF.
GET OUT OF JAIL FREE, HUH? HOW COME?
COULDN'T SLEEP.
FIGURED I'D, UH, CRAM FOR MY FRENCH TEST.
THAT'S COOL. I WAS GOING KIND OF CRAZY IN HERE,
BUT I CAN GET IN A FEW STAKINGS BEFORE SUNRISE.
KNOCK YOURSELF OUT.
NOT LITERALLY, THOUGH.
Faith: YEAH. LATER.
HEY.
HMM. HELLO.
OH. BOY.
FAITH AND HER NUTTY BOOKS.
EXPLORING DEMON DIMENSIONS...
AND MYSTERY OF ACATHLA.
YEAH. AND SHE STILL LISTENS TO HEAVY METAL. FREAKY DEAKY.
BUFFY?
WHAT IF... I TOLD YOU THAT...
I HAD A DREAM ABOUT ANGEL,
AND, UM, IT BROUGHT UP SOME QUESTIONS?
I'D SAY IT WAS TO BE EXPECTED.
MUST HAVE BEEN SOME DREAM.
I DIDN'T THINK YOU KNEW WHAT A CARD INDEX WAS FOR.
I DREAMT THAT HE CAME BACK.
OF COURSE.
AFTER JENNY WAS KILLED,
I HAD DREAMS THAT SHE WAS STILL ALIVE,
THAT I SAVED HER.
THIS WAS VIVID.
REALLY VIVID.
THREE DIMENSIONAL, SENSURROUND, THE HILLS ARE ALIVE.
DO YOU BELIEVE IT WAS A PROPHECY?
NO.
I DON'T KNOW.
I-- I GUESS IT JUST-- IT MADE ME WONDER.
IS THERE A CHANCE EVEN? COULD IT HAPPEN?
THERE'S NO RECORD OF ANYONE RETURNING FROM A DEMON DIMENSION
ONCE THE GATE WAS CLOSED.
I CAN'T IMAGINE HOW IT COULD HAPPEN OR WHY.
LET'S JUST PRETEND FOR A SECOND THAT...
ANGEL SOMEHOW FOUND HIS WAY BACK TO SUNNYDALE.
WHAT WOULD HE BE LIKE?
I REALLY CAN'T SAY.
FROM WHAT IS KNOWN ABOUT THAT DIMENSION,
IT WOULD SUGGEST A WORLD OF BRUTAL TORMENT.
AND TIME MOVES QUITE DIFFERENTLY THERE, SO--
I REMEMBER.
SO HE WOULD HAVE BEEN DOWN THERE FOR HUNDREDS OF YEARS...
YES.
OF TORTURE.
IT WOULD TAKE SOMEONE OF EXTRAORDINARY WILL AND CHARACTER
TO SURVIVE THAT AND RETAIN ANY SEMBLANCE OF SELF.
MOST LIKELY, HE'D BE A MONSTER.
A LOST CAUSE.
MAYBE.
MAYBE NOT.
IN MY EXPERIENCE, THERE ARE TWO TYPES OF MONSTER.
THE FIRST CAN BE REDEEMED,
OR MORE IMPORTANTLY, WANTS TO BE REDEEMED.
AND THE SECOND TYPE?
THE SECOND IS VOID OF HUMANITY--
CANNOT RESPOND TO REASON OR LOVE.
I THOUGHT FAITH WAS ON DUTY.
OH, HEY. CHANGE OF PLANS.
GLAZED OR CAKE?
IT'S FUN TO WATCH THEM MAKE THEM.
THEY USE THIS SPRITZY THING,
AND THEY DROP THE BATTER INTO THIS--
COULDN'T SLEEP, HUH?
I'VE BEEN AT MR. DONUT
SINCE THE TV DID THAT SNOWY THING.
HOW COME YOU'RE THE WAKEY GIRL?
I MEAN, THIS TIME, IT'S NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND
WHO'S THE COLD-BLOODED--
JELLY DOUGHNUT?
EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT?
YEAH.
WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE INSPECTION OF THE BODY?
ANYONE? THEY'RE YUMMY, DELICIOUS.
WILLOW, COME ON. WAS IT WEREWOLF?
WAS IT A VAMPIRE?
IT WASN'T CONCLUSIVE.
HOW COULD IT NOT BE CONCLUSIVE?
WHAT DID IT LOOK LIKE? WAS HE BIT?
Giles: LET HER FINISH, BUFFY.
IT'S JUST--
I'M SORRY.
BUFFY. OVER HERE.
HEY.
HEY. UH...
I CAN'T-- I CAN'T BACK YOU ON THAT LUNCH.
NUTRITIONAL DEMERITS.
OH. MY STOMACH DOESN'T WANT HARD FOOD TODAY.
BUT THERE'S FRUIT IN IT.
THOSE ARE MARSHMALLOWS.
OH.
I'M-- I'M REALLY OUT OF IT TODAY.
I DIDN'T SLEEP WELL LAST NIGHT.
Debbie: JUST DON'T TELL MR. PLATT YOU HAVE INSOMNIA.
HE'LL MAKE YOU START A DREAM JOURNAL.
Pete: WHAT'S THAT-- LIKE A BARBIE THING?
DEAR DREAM JOURNAL, HOW COME KEN HASN'T COME AROUND
SINCE HE GOT THAT EARRING?
I NEVER DID IT. HE'S A QUACK.
I KIND OF LIKED HIM.
REALLY? I GUESS HE'S KIND OF FUNNY AND STUFF.
SOMETIMES I JUST DON'T LIKE THE THINGS HE SAYS.
HE DEFINITELY MARCHES TO THE BEAT OF HIS OWN DRUMMER.
ACTUALLY, I THINK HE MAKES HIS OWN DRUMS.
MY MOM SAYS THAT THERAPY CAN BE COMPLETELY HELPFUL.
YEAH, BUT YOUR MOM HAS THE WATTAGE
OF A ZIPPO LIGHTER, SCOTT.
I HOPE YOU REALIZE I DON'T ACTUALLY KNOW THESE PEOPLE.
I THOUGHT YOU WOULD LIKE ME BETTER IF I HAD FRIENDS,
SO I HIRED THEM.
SO...
I, UH, I WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT YOU LOOK GREAT TODAY.
BUT NOW I WANT TO RAISE THAT TO AMAZING
BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T SLEEP WELL.
UH... THAT'S REALLY SWEET. UM...
AND I WISH I DIDN'T HAVE TO,
BUT I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I DO, SO I'LL SEE YOU LATER.
UH, YEAH.
CHECK OUT SCOTTY LIKING THE MANIC-DEPRESSIVE CHICK.
ANGEL?
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?
[GROWLING]
DEBBIE, COME ON. JUST FOR A MINUTE.
I CAN'T. I HAVE TO MEET A FRIEND.
SO YOU'LL BE LATE BUT HAPPY.
HA HA HA!
Debbie: NO, NO. LET'S STAY HERE.
RELAX, DEBBIE. WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU TODAY?
WHAT IS THAT?
NOTHING. KISS ME.
NO. DEBBIE, YOU DID NOT DRINK THAT, DID YOU?
DRINK IT? YOU KNOW I DIDN'T.
DEBBIE, WHAT'S GOING ON?
2:00. BUFFY SUMMERS, RIGHT?
WAIT. DON'T TURN AROUND, OK?
AND DON'T SAY ANYTHING.
JUST LISTEN. I MEAN, THAT'S YOUR THING, RIGHT?
THERE'S SOMETHING GOING ON.
I MEAN, THIS WHOLE ENTIRE STORY IS PROBABLY GONNA CONVINCE YOU
THAT I'M LOONY-BIN MATERIAL,
BUT... THERE'S NOBODY ELSE THAT I CAN TALK TO--
NOT WILLOW AND NOT GILES-- NOBODY.
IF THEY FOUND OUT, THEY'D FREAK ON ME
OR THEY'D DO SOMETHING,
AND...
I NEED HELP.
I JUST-- I NEED TO TALK TO SOMEONE.
I'M SO SCARED.
IT'S THIS GUY. HE--
HE'S COME BACK.
SO THE BOTTLE JUST JUMPED OUT OF THE CABINET
AND SPILLED ON ITS OWN.
OF COURSE NOT. I WAS TRYING TO GET RID OF IT.
YOU WERE TRYING TO GET RID OF IT?
TO HELP YOU. YOU KNOW HOW YOU GET.
YOU THINK THIS HAS ANYTHING TO DO WITH HOW I GET?
WELL, WHEN YOU DRINK IT--
WHEN I DRINK IT? NOTHING, DEBBIE, NOTHING!
I DON'T NEED THIS ANYMORE, OK?
I AM WAY, WAY PAST THAT NOW. YOU SEE?
[GLASS BREAKING]
YOU SEE?
NO MORE.
YOU COULD POUR OUT EVERYTHING I MADE, AND IT WOULDN'T HELP.
AND YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?
YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY? BECAUSE ALL IT TAKES NOW
IS YOU, DEBBIE--
YOU AND YOUR STUPID, GRATING VOICE!
AAH!
YOU'RE THE REASON I STARTED THE FORMULAS IN THE FIRST PLACE--
TO BE THE MAN YOU WANTED.
AND YOU PAY ME BACK HOW?
BY WHORING AROUND WITH OTHER GUYS AND TAUNTING ME!
NO, I DON'T! I DON'T EVEN LOOK!
UH!
IS THAT SOMETHING YOUR SHRINK TAUGHT YOU, DEBBIE?
HUH? HUH? TO SHARE?
TO COMMUNICATE? TO PISS ME OFF? UH!
WELL, GUESS WHAT.
EVEN HE'S NOT GOING TO LISTEN TO YOUR PATHETIC RAMBLINGS ANYMORE.
I AM ALL YOU'VE GOT NOW, DEBBIE.
DO YOU HEAR ME?
I AM ALL YOU'VE GOT!
OH, MY GOD.
[WHISPERING] Hey, Debbie.
Hey, listen.
YOU KNOW YOU SHOULDN'T MAKE ME MAD.
HUH? YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS.
DEBBIE, PLEASE. ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
Debbie: IT'S OK.
IT'S OK.
THIS CREATURE IS ESPECIALLY BRUTAL.
I BELIEVE THE PHRASE COINED BY THE CORONER
WHEN DESCRIBING MR. PLATT WAS "PUREED."
BUT HE DID CONFIRM
THAT PLATT WAS KILLED SHORTLY BEFORE BUFFY FOUND HIM.
Faith: WHICH MEANS THAT HE WAS KILLED DURING THE DAY.
YES!
SORRY. I GOT-- I'VE JUST BEEN--
IT'S HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE.
IT'S OK, WIL.
WE'RE ALL GLAD OZ IS OFF THE HOOK.
Giles: INDEED.
SHOULDN'T HE BE HERE BY NOW? SUNSET'S AT 5:30.
SORRY I'M LATE.
DID YOU BRING THE NOTES?
YEAH. UM...
YOU OK?
WHAT? OH, YEAH. I'M SUCH A KLUTZ.
I, UM, OH--
FELL DOWN, HIT YOUR EYE?
DOORKNOB.
UM... THANKS.
HEY, UM...
IF YOU WANT TO TALK...
THANKS AGAIN FOR THE NOTES.
YEAH.
Giles: OUR TASK NOW IS TO DETERMINE
WHAT SORT OF KILLER WE ARE DEALING WITH.
CLEARLY, WE'RE LOOKING FOR A DEPRAVED, SADISTIC ANIMAL.
PRESENT.
I MAY BE A COLD-BLOODED JELLY DOUGHNUT,
BUT MY TIMING IS IMPECCABLE.
BUT YOU AREN'T. IT'S A KILL-IN-THE-DAY MONSTER.
100% FOR SURE.
OK.
Giles: I WISH WE HAD TIME TO CELEBRATE PROPERLY.
HOWEVER, WE HAVE TWO VICTIMS--
JEFF ORKIN AND NOW PLATT.
MAYBE THERE'S SOMETHING THEY HAD IN COMMON.
MISSING INTERNAL ORGANS.
BESIDES THAT.
DEBBIE. WELL, VICTIM NUMBER ONE-- JEFF.
HE WAS IN JAZZ BAND WITH US.
THEY USED TO HORSE AROUND.
THEY WERE SCREWING?
I DON'T THINK SO, BUT HE HID
HER MUSIC COMP BOOK ONCE.
AND WE KNOW THAT DEBBIE KNEW PLATT.
SHE WAS SEEING HIM AND WAY VOCAL ABOUT NOT HAVING LOVE FOR THE GUY.
ADD THIS AND STIR. I JUST SAW DEBBIE A MINUTE AGO
SPORTING A NASTY BLACK EYE.
OK, SO PRETEND DEBBIE WANTED PLATT DEAD.
MAYBE HE FOUGHT BACK.
NO.
PLATT WAS DEAD IN AN INSTANT.
HE DIDN'T EVEN DROP HIS CIGARETTE.
NOW, WHAT IF BOYFRIEND PETE IS THE ONE DOLING OUT THE PUNISHMENT?
WE SHOULD FIND THEM BOTH IMMEDIATELY.
DEBBIE WAS IN THE QUAD A MINUTE AGO.
ALL RIGHT. WE'LL SPLIT UP.
FAITH, YOU AND I TEAM. WILLOW, STICK WITH BUFFY.
AND I'LL... GO LOCK MYSELF IN THE CAGE.
[DOOR OPENS]
IT'S TRICKY, COVERING A FRESH SHINER LIKE THAT.
YOU KNOW WHAT WORKS?
WHAT?
DON'T GET HIT.
WHAT'S GOING ON, DEBBIE?
I'LL BET THE FARM YOU KNOW.
YOU'RE WRONG. I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING.
NORMALLY, I'D SAY, "YOU WANT TO PLAY 'I HAVE A SECRET'? FINE."
BUT PEOPLE ARE DYING HERE.
IT--
IT'S NOT HIS FAULT.
I MEAN, HE'S NOT HIMSELF WHEN HE GETS LIKE THIS.
YOU MEAN PETE.
IT'S ME. I MAKE HIM CRAZY.
HE JUST DOES WHAT HE DOES BECAUSE HE LOVES ME TOO MUCH.
Willow: BUT WEREN'T MR. PLATT AND JEFF MURDERED BY AN ANIMAL?
Buffy: PETE'S NOT LIKE OTHER GUYS, IS HE, DEBBIE?
I-- I'VE GOT TO GO.
YOU HAVE TO TALK TO US.
WE CAN'T HELP YOU UNTIL YOU DO.
I DIDN'T ASK FOR YOUR HELP.
WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO?
IF PETE KILLS YOU, IT'LL PRETTY MUCH BE TOO LATE.
DEBBIE, WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME.
AAH!
WHERE CAN WE FIND HIM?
I DON'T KNOW.
YOU'RE LYING.
WHAT IF I AM? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?
WRONG QUESTION.
LOOK AT YOURSELF.
WHY ARE YOU PROTECTING HIM?
ANYBODY WHO REALLY LOVED YOU COULDN'T DO THIS TO YOU.
WOULD THEY TAKE HIM SOMEPLACE?
PROBABLY.
I COULD NEVER DO THAT TO HIM.
I'M HIS EVERYTHING.
GREAT. SO WHILE YOU TWO LIVE OUT YOUR "GRIMM" FAIRY TALE,
TWO PEOPLE ARE DEAD.
WHO'S GONNA BE NEXT?
[DOOR OPENS]
SINCE WHEN DO YOU TOUCH MY GIRL?
HEY, PETE. THIS IS KIND OF A BAD TIME.
WELL, I GUESS YOU DIDN'T THINK ABOUT THAT
WHEN YOU PUT THE MOVES ON DEBBIE!
WE TALKED, YEAH, BUT IT WAS MOVE-FREE.
[RATTLES CAGE]
ABOUT THIS CAGE?
WHEN THAT SUN SETS--
YOU WON'T BE ALIVE TO SEE IT.
[RATTLES CAGE]
I'M SERIOUS. SOMETHING'S GONNA HAPPEN
THAT YOU PROBABLY WON'T BELIEVE.
[GROWLS]
OR YOU MIGHT.
[GROWLS]
HE DOES LOVE ME. HE DOES LOVE ME.
THIS IS USELESS.
WE HAVE TO GO. I HAVE TO FIND PETE.
HE DOES LOVE ME.
COME ON.
HE DOES LOVE ME.
I THINK WE BROKE HER.
I THINK SHE WAS BROKEN BEFORE THIS.
DID YOU KISS THAT WHORE? HUH? DID SHE LIKE IT?
TIME'S UP.
RULES CHANGE.
[GROWLING]
AAH!
Pete: AAH! UH!
WHAT WAS THAT?
GET THE DART GUN! GOT IT!
PETE, WATCH OUT! OW!
OH! SORRY.
OH, RIGHT. BLOODY PRICELESS.
YOU GET THE WOLF. GOT IT.
PETE. YOU'RE ALL RIGHT!
GOD, YOU'RE ALL RIGHT.
SHE ALMOST SHOT YOU. DID YOU SEE?
I STOPPED HER.
YOU HAVE TO LEAVE, GET OUT OF SUNNYDALE. SHE KNOWS.
HOW DID SHE KNOW, DEBBIE?
DID YOU RUN YOUR BIG MOUTH?
NO. SHE JUST KNEW. IT SEEMED LIKE SHE JUST KNEW.
SO YOU FILLED IN THE BLANKS!
NO!
BUT WHAT DID I EXPECT FROM A SCREWUP LIKE YOU?
I-- I DIDN'T-- PETE--
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A WASTE OF SPACE.
NO!
AAH! AAH!
OH, GOD.
[PETE GROWLING]
WHERE'S THE GUN?
GET OFF HER!
GET THE GUN! GET THE GUN! HURRY!
UH!
ALL THE SAME. YOU'RE ALL THE SAME.
BUFFY?
BUFFY.
IT'S ALL OVER SCHOOL, WHAT HAPPENED WITH DEBBIE AND PETE--
EXCEPT FOR THE PETE-WAS-A-MONSTER PART.
YEAH. A FRESHMAN TOLD ME
THAT PETE HAD EIGHT ICED CAFE MOCHAS AND JUST LOST IT.
THAT'S BETTER THAN THE ESTROGEN THEORY.
I HEARD HE TOOK ALL OF HIS MOTHER'S BIRTH-CONTROL PILLS.
HE DIDN'T? PETE WAS A MONSTER?
WHERE HAVE I BEEN?
IN YOUR SPECIAL PLACE, COR, WHICH IS WHY I ADORE YOU.
SO WHAT'S THE TRUE STORY?
WHAT HAPPENED?
Willow: WE GOT AHOLD OF PETE'S LAB BOOKS AND STUFF,
AND MR. SCIENCE WAS DOING A JEKYLL/HYDE DEAL.
HE WAS AFRAID DEBBIE WAS GONNA LEAVE HIM,
SO HE MIXED THIS POTION TO BECOME SUPER MAS MACHO.
THE ONLY THING WAS, AFTER A WHILE,
HE DIDN'T NEED THE POTION TO TURN INTO A BAD GUY.
HE DID IT JUST FINE ON HIS OWN.
SO IT WAS LIKE A REAL KILLING.
HE WASN'T UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF ANYTHING?
JUST HIMSELF.
UH...
I'LL SEE YOU GUYS LATER.
GREAT. NOW I'M GOING TO BE STUCK WITH SERIOUS THOUGHTS ALL DAY.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY THAT'S...
NOT GONNA SOUND STUPID OR OBVIOUS.
I'VE BEEN FRIENDS WITH THEM BOTH
SINCE BEFORE WE STARTED SCHOOL.
IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO?
THANKS. I'M GOING TO BE OK.
IT'S JUST THAT YOU NEVER REALLY KNOW
WHAT'S GOING ON INSIDE SOMEBODY...
DO YOU?
I MEAN, YOU THINK IF YOU CARE ABOUT THEM--
BUT YOU NEVER REALLY DO.
Buffy: "NIGHT CAME ON,
AND A FULL MOON ROSE HIGH OVER THE TREES,
LIGHTING THE LAND TILL IT LAY BATHED IN GHOSTLY DAY.
AND THE STRAIN OF THE PRIMITIVE REMAINED ALIVE AND ACTIVE.
FAITHFULNESS AND DEVOTION, THINGS BORN OF FIRE AND ROOF WERE HIS,
YET HE RETAINED HIS WILDNESS AND WILINESS.
AND FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE FOREST,
A CALL STILL SOUNDED."
GRR! ARG!