Paramedic: She was shot?
Xander: It's in the chest, I think she may-
Xander: No. No - it was... He was trying to kill her-
Demon: Witch! How dare you invoke Osiris in this task?
Willow: Please. Please... Bring her back-
Demon: You may not violate the laws of natural passing-
Willow: How? How is this natural?
Demon: It is a human death, by human means.
Willow: But I-
Demon: You raised one killed by mystical forces. This is not the same - she is taken by natural order. It is done.
Willow: No. There's got to be a way-
Demon: It is done.
Andrew: You think they'll let my aunt bring me my disc man?
Jonathan: That's what you're worried about? In-flight entertainment? We're in jail-
Andrew: We're in custody. We haven't been charged yet-
Jonathan: Thank you, Dragnet. It doesn't matter what they call it - they got us, okay? We're going down. And that guy's been looking at me. I think he wants to make me his butt monkey.
Andrew: Don't flatter yourself. I heard him talking to the guard. He's in for parking tickets.
Jonathan: That doesn't mean anything! The joint changes you. I heard they like the small ones, with little hands like their girlfriends-
Andrew: You have got to chill. This isn't Oz - it's, like Mayberry. Besides, Warren is going to find a way to get us out of here-
Jonathan: Yeah. I'm sure he'll be breaking us out of here any minute-
Andrew: He will. He's just coming up with a plan. Like in War Games, remember? That decoder Matthew Broderick used?
Jonathan: Oh, yeah. That was rad. The one he made from the scissors and tape recorder?
Andrew: I miss "Ferris" Matthew. "Broadway" Matthew - I find him cold.
Jonathan: Really? I - Shut up. This is real life and nobody's coming to get us.
Andrew: And what do you mean, my parnter in crime? We're in this together-
Jonathan: What do you mean - what do I mean? You guys were totally going to fly off and leave me holding the bag-
Andrew: We were not! I was going to carry you.
Jonathan: No, you were setting me up, and then Warren was going to screw you over too-
Andrew: That is so not true!
Warren: I've been heading an organization - the Trio? I'm sure you've heard of us.
Vampire: Uh - no -
Demon: Metal meets propulsion, yeah. But you better be a good shot!
Warren: This... isn't the evil laugh of victory - is it?
Vampire: More like the evil laugh of 'you're a dead man'.
Warren: Okay. What's the joke?
Demon: It was just on the news. Girl was shot-
Vampire: In her backyard-
Demon: She survived. She's at the hospital. Heal fast, slayers. Real fast.
Vampire: Yeah. I was gonna eat you myself at the commercial - but now I think it'll be more fun to let the slayer de-gut you. Might want to get a head start, 'my friend'. That girl is going to be coming for you, big time.
Rack: Killing a slayer. That's big business for a kid.
Warren: I'm not a kid-
Rack: If I were you, I'd be worried aobut the witch.
Warren: Witch? Which witch?
Rack: Willow. Slayer's pal. She's the new power, man - anybody with intuition can feel it. She's going to blow this town away - starting with you.
Rack: I can't guarntee anything. Not this time. The girl is running on fury. Never felt anything like it.
Xander: Will! What are you doing?! She's going to die-
Willow: No she isn't.
Willow: It's so small.
Xander: Oh my God... Are you okay?
Buffy: Sure. How'd I get here?
Xander: You've got to stop doing this. I mean the dying thing is funny once. Maybe twice-
Buffy: And we'll catch him - and he'll go to jail. Believe me, I'm finding the whole getting shot very motivating. But you're using magic-
Willow: If I wasn't, you'd be dead.
Buffy: Maybe. But this isn't right. It isn't how I want it-
Willow: Sometimes you don't have a choice.
Xander: And can I just ask - what's with the make-over of the damned? I mean, the hair-
Xander: Fine! Fine! Puppetmaster wants to drive? Go right ahead!
Buffy: We love you. And Tara. But we don't kill humans. This isn't the way-
Willow: How can you say that? Tara is dead.
Buffy: I know... And I... I can't believe... anything. Not what happened - not what you must be going through. But if you do this - Warren destroys you too.
Xander: You said it yourself - the magic is too strong, Will. There's no coming back from it.
Willow: I'm not coming back.
Dawn: I didn't want to leave her alone.
Dawn: I don't understand.
Buffy: I know, honey. I don't either.
Xander: She's seriously off the wagon. Warren's a dead man if she finds him.
Buffy: Dawn, don't say that-
Dawn: Why not? I'd do it myself if I could.
Buffy: Because you don't really feel that way-
Dawn: I do. And you should too. He killed Tara - and he nearly killed you. He needs to pay.
Xander: Out of the mouths of babes.
Xander: I'm just saying - he's as bad as any vampire you've sent to dustville-
Buffy: Being the slayer doesn't give me a license to kill. Warren's human.
Buffy: So the human world has it's own rules for dealing with people like him-
Xander: And we all know how well the rules work.
Buffy: Sometimes they do. Sometimes they don't. We can't control the universe. If we were supposed to, the magic wouldn't change Willow the way it does. And we'd be able to bring Tara back...
Dawn: And mom.
Buffy: There are limits to what we can do. There should be. Willow doesn't want to believe it - and now she's messing with forces that want to hurt her. All of us.
Xander: I just - I've had blood on my hands all day. Blood from people I love.
Buffy: I know. And now it has to stop. Warren's going to get what he deserves. I promise you. But I won't let Willow destroy herself.
Buffy: Dawn. I'm serious. You've been through enough for one - ever. Okay? You should be somewhere you feel safe.
Dawn: Fine. I want to go to Spike's.
Xander: What? Not alright? Are you kidding?
Dawn: He just took off?
Clem: That's why I'm staying here for him. Sweet pad like this goes empty for a few days, you'll lose it for sure. Plus - I don't have a TV.
Clem: I'd love the company. You like Parcheesi?
Clem: Or we could rent videos. I've been dying to see The Wedding Planner.
Dawn: Either way. I'm good.
Clem: Here. You take the comfy chair.
Buffy: Did he say when he was coming back?
Clem: Spike? No. Only that he could be gone a while.
Voice: And you want to return. To your former self...
Spike: Bitch is going to see a change.
Xander: You can...
Anya: Feel her. Her thirst for vengeance, it's overwhelming.
Xander: Is that like, left over, from your vengeance demon days? That you can sense her?
Anya: Not left over.
Anya: When do you think?
Xander: Seems Anya got her vengeance on again.
Xander: So Willow's all wrathy - why don't you go to her? Isn't that your gig?
Anya: Normally, I'd have to - but she doesn't want me.
Buffy: She wants to do it herself.
Warren: It - it was an accident, you know-
Willow: Oh. You mean, instead of killing my best friend you killed my girlfriend-
Warren: It wasn't personal, that's all-
Warren: You're really asking for it, you know that?
Willow: I'm asking for it.
Katrina: How could you say you loved me, and do that to me?
Warren: Because you deserved it, bitch!
Willow: Because you liked it.
Warren: Shut up-
Willow: You never felt like you had the power with her. Not until you killed her-
Warren: God - women. You're just like the rest of them. Mind games-
Willow: Now you get off on it. That's why you had such a mad-on for the slayer. She was the big O - wasn't she, Warrne?
Willow: Want to know what a bullet feels like, Warren? A real one? It's not like in the comics.
Warren: No, no-
Willow: I think you need to. Feel it.
Warren: Oh God...Stop it-
Willow: It's not going to make a neat little hole. First - it'll obliterate your internal organs. Your lungs will collapse. Feels like drowning...
Warren: Please! No-
Willow: When it finally hits your spine, it'll blow your central nervous system-
Warren: Stop!! God, please! I - I'll do anything-
Willow: I'm talking. The pain will be unbearable, but you won't be able to move... Bullets usually travel faster than this, of course. But the dying? It's going to seem like it takes forever. Something, isn't it? One tiny piece of metal destroys everything. It ripped her insides out... It took her light away. From me. From the world... And the person who should be here is gone - and waste like you gets to live. One tiny piece of metal. Can you feel it now?
Willow: Bored now.
Xander: Oh my God.
Buffy: Willow - no... What did you do?
Willow: One down.