Willow: "This is exactly what you need. A 20th birthday party with, with, with presents, and funny hats, and, and those candles that don't blow out... Those used to scare me."
Tara: "Me too."
Xander: "We're going up against a god. An actual mightier-than-thou god."
Willow: "Well, you know what they say, the bigger they are-"
Anya: "The faster they stomp you into nothing."
Buffy: "She's right. I've thrown everything I've got at her and she just shrugs it off."
Willow: "Then we have to find something heavier to throw."
Giles: "Uh, usually, yes, but um, being in human form must be severly limiting her powers. All we have to worry about right now is she's immortal, invulnerable, and insane."
Xander: "A crazy hellgod? And the fun just keeps on leaving."
Tara: "She, she, she's a brain-sucker?"
Buffy: "There's something you need to know... about Dawn."
Knights: "The key is the link. The link must be severed. Such is the will of God."
Glory: "Never send a minion to do a god's work. Hey, nice sword. Bet it hurts."
Willow: "If anything hellgodishly powerful comes within a hundred feet of the shop, then screechy siren things will, you know, screech."
Tara: "How can she not be real?"
Willow: "She's real, she's just... kinda... new."
Dawn: "What's up with you? Did you get into the sugar again?"
Anya: "You make a very pretty little girl!"
Xander: "Anya, you wanna help me with that thing?"
Anya: "Xander needs help with his thing!"
Buffy: "How was school today?"
Dawn: "Um, the usual. Big square building filled with boredom and despair."
Buffy: "Just how I remember it."
Dawn: "Like you'd tell me anyway. Dawn's too young and Dawn's too delicate."
Buffy: "Right. A young delicate pain in my butt."
Dawn: "I just think you're freakin out cause you have to fight someone prettier than you. That is the case, right?"
Buffy: "Glory is evil. And powerful. And in no way prettier than me."
Orlando: "Even if I knew, I'd die a thousand deaths before I'd tell you."
Glory: "Well, you won't need a thousand, sweetie. I'll make the first one last. Long time."
Anya: "This is extrememly suspensful! I want the presents."
Anya: "Gotta look."
* grabs dress from Buffy *
Anya: "Oh, it's just so lovely! Oh, I wish it was mine! Oh, like you weren't all thinking the same thing."
Giles: "I'm fairly certain I wasn't. I've got one just like it."
Dawn: "Why does everybody start acting all weird when I'm around?"
Xander: "Me? Me not weird."
Dawn: "I'm not an idiot. I know you're talking about me."
Xander: "No, no, we really weren't."
Anya: "We were talking about sex."
Dawn: "Geez! Lurk much?"
Spike: "I wasn't lurking. I ws standing about. It's a whole different vibe."
Spike: "Shouldn't you be tucked away in your beddy-bye? All warm and safe where nothing can eat you?"
Dawn: "Is that supposed to scare me?"
Spike: "Little tremble won't hurt."
Dawn: "Sorry, it's just... come on. I'm badder than you."
Spike: "Are not!"
Dawn: "You wanna come steal some stuff?"
Spike: "Yeah, all right."
Spike: "Where did he learn to write so bloody small, from a fruit fly?"
Spike: "The monks possessed the ability to transform energy, bend reality. Blah, blah, blah. Good lord, Giles writes as dull as he talks, doesn't he? They started work. But the Council... has suggested... to us that they were interrupted. Presumably by... Glory. They obviously did manage to accomplish the taste... accomplish the task. They had to be certain the Slayer would protect it with her life. So they sent the key to her... in human form. In the form of a sister. Huh! I guess that's you, nibblet."
Dawn: "Is this blood?"
Joyce: "Oh, baby."
Buffy: "What did you do?!"
Dawn: "This is blood, isn't it? It can't be me. I'm not a key. I'm not a thing."
Joyce: "Oh, sweetie, no. Wha-what is this all about?"
Dawn: "What am I? Am I real? Am I anything?"
Dawn: "Get out, get out, get out!"
Giles: "How did she find these? How did she get in here?"
Anya: "Ew! Who's been using the urn of Ishtar as an ashtray?"
Spike: "Morning sunshine. If you've come around for eggs or sausage, I'm fresh out. Hey, careful! These are wet."
Buffy: "How could you let her find out like that? From books and papers? You hate me that much?"
Spike: "I was just along for the ride. Not like I knew she was mystical glowy key thing. Nobody keeps me in the bloody loop, do they?"
Buffy: "You could have stopped her."
Spike: "Oh, yeah, here it comes. Somethign goes wrong in your life, blame Spike. News flash, blondie. If kid sis wants to grab a midnight stroll, she'll find a way sooner or later. I just thought she'd be safer with big bad looking over her shoulder."
Buffy: "She shouldn't have found out like that."
Spike: "You didn't think you could keep the truth from her forever, did you? Maybe if you had been more honest with her in the first place, you wouldn't be trying to make yourself feel better with a round of Kick the Spike."
Buffy: "It's not that simple! We're not gonna be able to fix this with a hug and a kiss and a bowl of soup! Dawn needs to know where she came from, she needs real answers."
Joyce: "What she needs is her sister, Buffy, not the Slayer."
Buffy: "The Slayer is the only thing standing between Dawn... and this god from the bitch dimension that wants to shove her in some kind of lock and give her a good twirl."
Joyce: "Buffy... she's gone."
Xander: "You know, uh... she kinda has a crush on me."
Giles: "Your point being?"
Xander: "Well nothing, no, uh... just saying, powerful being... big energy gal digging the Xan-man. Some guys are just cooler, you know?"
* Giles rolls his eyes and walks away *
Spike: "You'll find her, just in the nick of time, that's what you hero types do. You'll find her."
Buffy: "And then what?"
Ben: "Two steaming cups of chocolate goodness courtesy of... whoever I swiped it from out of the cupboard. Couldn't find any marshmallows. I'll try to steal some for nest time."
Dawn: "Don't like em anyway."
Ben: "What? Is that even possible?"
Dawn: "Too squishy. When I was five, Buffy told me they were monkey brains..."
Dawn: "I don't have a sister."
Ben: "Oh... you two have a fight? It's okay, I know how that goes. I got a sister too. They can be a real pain sometimes. I tell you, there've been a lot of nights I wish she didn't exist either."
Ben: "You're what she's been searching for. I am telling you, run. You don't know, you - Oh god. Oh god no, she's coming. I can feel it, you've gotta get out. No... oh no, she's here! She's here!"
* Ben morphs into Glory *
Glory: "Hey, don't I know you?"
Dawn: "You're-you're Ben..."
Glory: "Uh, it's an eensy more complicated than that. Family always is, isn't it?"
Glory: "Now. What I'm trying to noodle, is what in the world was the Slayer's little sis doing here with gentle Ben?"
Dawn: "Y-you don't remember?"
Glory: "Remember what? You were talking to him, not me. Oh, he wasn't being naughty, was he?"
Glory: "Okay. Small talk over. I'm in a bit of a crunch here, so let's cut right to the ooey gooey center. Your sister, the Slayer, has my key. It's mine, I want it. Do you know where she squirreled it away? There's ice cream and puppydogs in it for you if you start singin."
Dawn: "I'm not sure. What does it look like?"
Glory: "Well... the last time I caught a peep... it was bright green swirly shimmer. Really brought out the blue in my eyes. But then those sneaky little monks pulled an abracadabra, so now it could look like anything. You see the predicament I'm in."
Dawn: "So this... key thing... it's been around for a long time?"
Glory: "Well, not as long as me, but... yeah. Just this side of forever."
Dawn: "Is it evil?"
Glory: "Totally! Well, no, not really. I guess it depends on your point of view."
Glory: "Shh! I kinda wanna hear me talking right now. Me talking. You know what I'm starting to think? I'm thinking... that maybe you... don't have any idea where my key is. Very irritating. Irrational. Know what I mean, tiny snap dragon? Like... bugs under my skin. And say, I'm feelin a little..."
Dawn: "What's wrong with you?"
Glory: "Hey. Hey! This doesn't have to be a complete waste of my precious time. I've been meaning to send the Slayer a message. And I could use a little pick-me-up. Two birds, one stone, and Boom. You have yummy dead birds."
Buffy: "Conversation's over, hell-bitch."
Spike: "I thought you said this skank was tough."
Glory: "He wakes up, tell your boyfriend to watch his mouth."
Buffy: "He is NOT my boyfriend."
Glory: "Hey, those are really nice shoes."
Buffy: "What did you do to her?"
Willow: "Teleportation spell. Still working out the kinks."
Buffy: "Where'd you send her?"
Willow:"Don't know. That's one of the kinks."
* cut to Glory as she appears high above city *
Glory: "Oh, sh-"
* she falls back to earth *
Giles: "That was an incredibly... dangerous spell for an adept at your level."
Willow: "Yep. Won't be trying that one again soon."
Buffy: "Look, it's blood. It's Summers blood. It's just like mine. It doesn't matter where you came from, or, or how you got here. You are my sister. There's no way you could annoy me so much if you weren't."