Bring On the Night
Xander: "It's a loop... like the mummy hand. I'm doomed to replace these windows for all eternity. You know, maybe we should just board these up until things are less Hellmouthy."
Anya: "Nothing and nothing, Cliff Notes to nothing, nothing abridged..."
Willow: "Are you sure this thing called itself The First?"
Buffy: "Pretty sure. It claimed to be the original evil, the one that came before anything else."
Anya: "Please, how many times have I heard that line in my demon days? "I'm so rotten, they don't even have a word for it. I'm bad. Baddy bad bad bad. Does it make you horny?"... Or terrified. Whatever."
Buffy: "It wasn't a line. When I came up against this thing, I felt it, It was ancient and enormous."
Xander: "I wish Sleeping Ugly would come to. He's been out all night."
Dawn: "Anya gets to hit him."
Willow: "Hey! Here, the First... Bank of Delaware. Sorry."
Joyce: "Can I get you anything else, baby? How about some tea?"
Buffy: "Mom?... You're not real."
Joyce: "Okay, is that slang, like
you're not for real or-"
Buffy: "You're the First."
Joyce: "Oh, baby, you're so tired, you're not making sense. Maybe you should get some sleep."
Buffy: "No."
Joyce: "You can't win against this thing. Not if you don't rest."
Buffy: "Stop. Stop being like this. It's a lie."
Joyce: "I don't want to scare you but I want you to take care. You need to wake up."
Buffy: "What?"
Xander: "You're dreaming. Buff, wake up."
Drusilla/First: "There, there, pet. Soon as the moon comes, you'll have your carnage. Little girls tear so easily, like pink paper."
Anya: "That was something."
Dawn: "Maybe if you threw hot water on him?"
Anya: "Good thinking."
Dawn: "Hi. Nothing."
Buffy: "What?"
Dawn: "Oh, I thought you were going to ask what we were doing."
Anya: "Silly Andrew, you drooled all over yourself."
Andrew: "I'm... I was about to be dead. You saved me."
Buffy: "For the time being. But if you don't tell us what we need to know, then I'm going to offer you to The First on a platter and let him chop you into tiny pieces."
Andrew: "The first what?"
Anya: "The name of the evil thing that pretended to be Warren to get you to kill Jonathan."
Andrew: "Oh. Not very ominous sounding."
Dawn: "No, it is if you understand the context."
Andrew: "No, an evil name should be like Lex or Voldemort or-"
Buffy: "Hey, I was intimidating here!"
Andrew: "Oh, sorry. Go ahead."
Buffy: "Forget it."
Xander: "Whoa. Check out the goat-heady badness."
Dawn: "Looks like The First made another sacrifice. Or a music video."
Andrew: "That wasn't there before. I had nothing to do with that."
Xander: "Thanks for clearing that up cause otherwise we might've thought you were up to no good here at the satanic manhole cover. You killed your best friend."
Andrew: "He's in a place of joy and peace. He told me."
Xander: "No. Nobody told you. You got tricked by a fake ghost."
Buffy: "Boys, can we save the encounter session?"
Andrew: "Man, this place gives me the creeps. It's like Wonder Woman, issue 297/299/"
Xander: "'Catacombs'... yeah, with the skeletons."
Xander/Andrew: "That was cool."
Xander: "Move it. This way."
Wood: "Hey. I thought you were..."
Dawn: "Sick? She was. Vomiting and oozing from various places and-"
Wood: "Yeah, I remember so please don't go on."
Buffy: "That's some full-service principaaling."
Wood: "I try."
Buffy: "Well I'll be there tomorrow. No problem. One hundred percent ooze-free."
Willow/First: "You only make me stronger!"
Buffy: "Will!"
Willow: "It's still in me. I feel it!"
Molly: "Nice place. Bit of a mess."
Kenedy: "This is the Slayer? Huh..."
Giles: "Sorry to barge in. We have a slight apocalypse."
Dawn: "They're all Slayers?"
Giles: "Potential Slayers. Waiting for one to be called."
Buffy: "The First. That's what it wants."
Giles: "Yes, to erase all the Slayers in training and their Watchers along with their methods."
Buffy: "And then Faith. and then me. And with all the potentials gone and no way of making another, it's the end. No more Slayer. Ever."
Giles: "That's what's left. The mystic secrets of The Watchers and whatever I could find on The First. When I learned what was happening, I... I stole them."
Anya: "And blew the Council up? See? This is what happens when you're all stuffy and repressed. You overreact."
Giles: "No! I didn't. It must have been an agent of The First. After my little burglary session."
Andrew: "And it cost them their lives!... Go on."
Buffy: "Can we gag him?"
Buffy: "But what do these records say about The First?"
Giles: "Very little. It can change form. It only appears in the guise of someone who has passed away."
Willow: "Our ghosts.
Giles: "Also, it's not corporeal. It can't touch or fight on it's own. It only works through those it manipulates. And its followers, The Bringers."
Giles: "The First is unlike anything we've faced before. I mean, there's evil and then there's the thing that created evil, the source."
Buffy: "And that's what this claims to be?"
Giles: "That's what it is. It has eternities to act, endless resources. How to defeat it... I honestly don't know. But we have to find a way. If the Slayer line is eliminated, then the Hellmouth has no guardian. The balance is destroyed. I'm afraid it falls to you, Buffy. Sorry. I mean, we'll do what we can but you're the only one who has the strength to protect these girls - and the world - against what's coming."
Xander: "But no pressure."
Buffy: "We need more muscle. That's why we need to find Spike."
Anya: "Yeah, he'll help. You know, if he's not crazy or off killing people or dead. Or, you know, all of the above."
Giles: "Just in time for Christmas."
Buffy: "You know, I didn't even realize it was December. Maybe when we get home we should decorate the rubble. Think you'll ever show up for a real visit? The kind where the world isn't about to end?"
Giles: "If we survive this, I promise."
Andrew: "So how long have you followed Buffy?"
Xander: "I don't follow her. She's my best friend."
Andrew: "Huh. She seems like a good leader. Her hair is shiny. Does she make you stab things?"
Willow: "You want to do the sleeping arrangements?"
Kennedy: "Okay. You better not hog the covers."
Giles: "Good lord. Are you all right?"
Buffy: "Peachy, except my knees bend backwards now."
Kennedy: "Sorry about the British invasion."
Buffy: "I'm okay. I just got into a fight is all. You want to tell me with what?"
Giles: "Yes, Buffy, but don't you think we should discuss this privately?"
Buffy: "You mean not in front of the next generation? No time to coddle them, Giles. Welcome to the war room, guys."
Giles: "What you fought was a vampire but it was something more than that. It was a Turok-han. As Neanderthals are to human beings, Turok-han are to vampires. Primordial, ferociously powerful killing machines as single-minded as animals. They are the vampires that vampires fear. An ancient and entirely different race and, until this morning, I thought they were myth."
Molly: "What does it want?"
Buffy: "All of us dead."
Wood: "Buffy, you know I'm not that big a fan of scary movies, even the hokey ones. Sometimes they go to a place that, I think kids could stand to avoid."
Buffy: "Well, it's not for the kids."
Wood: "Yeah, yeah, I'm only saying that once you see true evil, it can have some serious afterburn and then you can't unsee what you saw. Ever. That's just one opinion. I'd better be getting back."
Buffy: "What kind of movies do you like?"
Wood: "Oh, me? Mysteries. I love finding out what's underneath it all at the very end."
Drusilla/First: "I know you like a good wriggle and a giggle and a squiggle."
Spike: "You're not Drusilla."
Drusilla/First: "No, I'm really not."
Spike: "She was crazier than you."
Drusilla/First: "Bad daddy. Needs a caning. Never learned his headmaster's lesson while all the school bells ring and ring and ring and ring... Choose a side. Choose our side. You know that it's delicious. What do you say?"
Spike: "Dru, luv..."
Drusilla/First: "Hmm?"
Spike: "Get bent."
Drusilla/First: "Stupid, stubborn daddy."
Joyce: "Are you worried about the sun going down? Because there's some things you can't control. The sun always goes down. The sun always comes up."
Buffy: "Everyone's counting on me."
Joyce: "Well, they do that and I'm sorry, Buffy, but these friends of yours put too much pressure on you. They always have."
Buffy: "Something evil is coming."
Joyce: "Buffy, evil isn't coming. It's already here. Evil is always here. Don't you know? It's everywhere."
Buffy: "And I have to stop it."
Joyce: "How are you going to do that?"
Buffy: "I don't know yet but-"
Joyce: "Buffy, no matter what your friends expect of you, evil is a part of us. All of us. It's natural. And no one can stop that. No one can stop nature, not even-"
Xander: "Hey, junior Slayers, don't look so worried. I mean, sure, we don't know where Spike is or how to fight The First or if and when this super-style vampire is gonna attack us all. However, house: boarded up. Now all we gotta do now is trap this Turok-han in a pantry and it's game over."
Willow: "Xander, newbies. Let's ease them into the whole 'jokes in the face of death' thing."
Xander: "Who's joking? That pantry thing could work."
Willow: "Okay but you need help, Buffy. I know you and I know you'll never admit it but you need help."
Buffy: "I'll be okay. Okay or better. It's like my guarantee."
Annabelle: "We're with the Slayer. Safe as houses."
Kennedy: "Do you see the house we're in?"
Andrew: "Listen to me, man. I've got a bad feeling about this."
Xander: "Of course you've got a bad feeling, dude. You're tied to a chair."
Andrew: "Okay, I know what you're thinking. Andrew, bad guy. You think I'm a super villian, like Dr. Doom, or Apocalypse or The Riddler. But I admit I went over to the dark side but just to pick up a few things and now I'm back. I've learned. I'm good again."
Buffy: "And when were you good before?"
Andrew: "Okay, technically, never. Touche. But I'm like Vader in the last 5 minutes of Jedi with redemptive power minus a redemptive struggle of epic redemption which chronicles... These ropes itch."
Giles: "And don't worry, everyone here understands that you're calling the shots."
Buffy: "I just hope I'm calling the right ones."
Giles: "You have all my faith. And they're depending on you."
Buffy: "Giles, that's not exactly what I needed to hear right now."
Drusilla/First: "Do you know why you're alive?"
Spike: "Never figured you for existential thought, luv. I mean, you hated Paris."
Drusilla/First: "You're alive for one reason and one reason only. Because I wish it. Do you know why I wish it? Because I'm not done with you."
Spike: "Give it up. Whatever you are, whatever you got planned, I'm out. You can't pull this puppet's strings anymore."
Drusilla/First: "And what makes you think you have a choice? What makes you think you will ever be any good at all in this world?"
Spike: "She does. Because she believes in me."
Willow: "What do we do if she can't fight, if she can't beat this thing?"
Giles: "We're back at square one."
Xander: "Which square would that be, exactly?"
Buffy: "You're right. We don't know how to fight it. We don't know when it'll come. We can't run, can't hide, can't pretend it's not the end, because it is. Something's always been there to try and destroy the world. We've beaten them back but we're not dealing with them anymore. We're dealing with the reason they exist. Evil. The strongest. The First."
Giles: "Buffy, I know you're tired..."
Buffy: "I'm beyond tired. I'm beyond scared. I'm standing on the mouth of Hell and it's going to swallow me whole. And it'll choke on me. We're not ready? THEY'RE not ready. They think we're gonna wait for the end to come, like we always do. I'm done waiting. They want an apocalypse? Oh, we'll give 'em one. Anyone else who wants to run, do it now because we just became an army. We just declared war. From now on, we won't just face our worst fears, we will seek them out. We will find them and cut out their hearts one by one, until The First shows itself for what it really is. And I'll kill it myself. There is only one thing on this earth more powerful than evil and that's us. Any questions?"