Caleb: "So... you found it. Not impresed. Cause the question now, girly-girl, is can you pry it from solid rock before I come over there and-"
* Buffy causally lifts axe from the rock *
Caleb: "If I let her go, she slices me open with that thing."
The First/Buffy: "No, she doesn't. She hasn't got time. She has friends and her friends are in trouble. Faith go boom."
Amanda: "I told you this wasn't the way."
Giles: "Did you find Buffy?"
Andrew: "But you did that spell with the little lights... the locator."
Anya: "It crapped out on us, though."
Dawn: "No, it didn't exactly."
Willow: "It just took us to an empty house. She must have moved on already."
Andrew: "I've been here keeping morale up. Cause that's important."
Kennedy: "Are there more?"
Buffy: "There's always more. Let's move."
Caridad: "What's with the axe thing?"
Buffy: "I took it from Caleb. It might be important."
Vi: "Let's hope."
Caridad: "So are you... are you like back?"
Buffy: "I don't know. I guess I'm not leaving."
Kennedy: "So we got a plan now or anything?"
Buffy: "Yeah, there's a plan. Get ready. Times up."
Amanda: "I still think we got punished."
Buffy: "I think it's maybe some kind of scythe. The only thing I know for sure is that it made Caleb back off in a hurry."
Willow: "So it's true. Scythe matters."
Giles: "And ignoring that, I'd just like to point out that this is really quite ingenious."
Buffy: "Kills strong bodies three ways."
Giles: "In addition to being ancient, it's clearly mystical."
Buffy: "Yeah, I figured that out when I King Arthured it out of the stone."
Giles: "I can't imagine how something like this could exist without my having heard of it."
Buffy: "Well, the good guys aren't traditionally known for their communication skills."
Buffy: "We need to find out whatever we can. Who made it? When? Why? Does it have a name? I don't know... a credit report?"
Andrew: "I liked the real bandages better. These bedsheets are awfully festive."
Anya: "Yeah, they're going to look like mortally wounded Easter baskets."
Andrew: "Everything's horrible."
Anya: "Yep. Many of these girls will die. Slaughterhouse is what it is."
Anya: "Oh... trying to talk will just kill you sooner."
Andrew: "We need supplies and not just bandages and junk. These girls need stitches and painkillers."
Anya: "Yeah, well I could use a cookie but I'm not making reckless wishes."
Anya: "I'll get Kennedy to watch the girls. She's tough. Imminent death won't bother her."
Xander: "I'm not to the 'got it' place yet. I'm still in the neighborhood of 'you gotta be kidding'."
Xander: "I feel like you're putting me out to pasture."
Buffy: "Of course I'm not putting you out to pasture. What does that even mean?"
Xander: "Well, you know, it's like... when a cow get old and loses an eye or its ability to be milked. The farmer takes it and puts in in a different pasture so it won't have to... fight... with the priests."
Xander: "I just always thought that I would... that I would be there with you, you know, for the end."
Xander: "Not that this is the end!"
Xander: "I never said you were going to die. I implied that you were going to die. It's totally different."
Buffy: "Yeah, okay. Sure."
Xander: "Besides, if you die, I'll just bring you back to life. That's what I do."
Dawn: "Xander, my crossbow is not out here. I told you, I don't leave crossbows around all willy-nilly. Not since that time with Miss Kitty Fantastico."
Xander: "And you know what's even worse? All the stupid 'it's all fun and games until someone loses an eye' jokes. 'Hey, Xander, so no more fun and games, huh'?"
Dawn: "Giles was just having fun with you."
Xander: "That's not the point. It's an obvious joke. It would be like someone calling me a cyclops."
Dawn: "Okay, so not that funny."
Xander: "I mean, give me some 'eye of the beholder' jokes, you know? Or some 'eye for an eye' jokes or maybe even a post-modern I, Claudius joke. It's about standards, Dawnie."
The First/Buffy: "Face it. Your strength is waning. It has been quite some time since we... merged."
Caleb: "Maybe you're right. Okay. Let's do it."
The First/Buffy: "Boy, you sure know how to romance a girl. No flowers, no dinner, no tour of the rectory. Just 'Okay, I'm ready. Let's do it.' Help me. My knees are weak."
Caleb: "Watch what you say now. You're startin to sound like her. This is a sacred experience for me."
The First/Buffy: "And for me as well. Look, when this is all over and our armies spring forth and our will sweeps the world, I will be able to enter every man, woman and child on this earth, just as I enter you."
Caleb: "Are you tryin to make me jealous?"
The First/Buffy: "I'm trying to make you a god."
Buffy: "It belongs to the Slayer."
Faith: "Slayer in charge... which I'm guessing is you."
Buffy: "I honestly don't know. Does it matter?"
Faith: "It never mattered to me. Somebody has to lead. Let's vote for Chao-ahn. It's harder to lead people into a deathtrap if you don't speak English."
Buffy: "People die. You lead them into battle, they're going to die. It doesn't matter how ready you are or how smart you are... war is about death. Needless, stupid death."
Faith: "Okay, the point. Me, by myself, all the time. I'm looking at you, everything you have and I don't know... jealous. Then there I am, everybody's looking to me, trusting me to lead them and I've never felt so alone in my entire life."
Faith: "And that's you, everyday. Isn't it?"
Faith: "There's only supposed to be one. Maybe that's why you and I can never get along. We're not supposed to exist together."
Buffy: "Also, you went evil and were killing people."
Faith: "Good point. Also a factor."
Buffy: "I mean, I guess everyone's alone but being a Slayer? There's a burden we can't share."
Faith: "And no one else can feel it... Thank god we're hot chicks with superpowers."
Buffy: "Takes the edge off."
Spike: "Fulfilled your mission, found the Holy Grail... or the holy hand grenade or whatever the hell that is."
Buffy: "Right now we're going with scythe."
Buffy: "Do you see this? This may actually help me fight my war. This might be the key to everything. And the reason I'm holding it is because of you. Because of the strength that you gave me last night. I am tired of defensiveness and weird mixed signals. You know what? I have Faith for that. Let's just get to the truth here, okay? I don't know how you felt about last night but I will not-"
Buffy: "Of what?"
Spike: "Last night was... God, I'm such a jerk. I can't do this."
Spke: "It was the best night of my life. If you poke fun at me, you bloody well better use that cause I couldn't bear it. It may not mean that much to you but-"
Buffy: "I just told you it did."
Spike: "Yeah, I hear you say it but... I've lived for soddin ever, Buffy. I've done everything. I've done things with you I can't spell... but I've never been close... to anyone. Least of all you. Until last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep... and it was the best night of my life. So yeah, I'm terrified."
Buffy: "You don't have to be."
Spike: "Were you there with me?"
Buffy: "I was."
Spike: "We'll go be heroes."
Anya: "Well, there was this other apocalypse this one time and... well, I took off. But this time, I don't know..."
Andrew: "Well, what's different?"
Anya: "Well, I guess I was kinda new to being around humans before. But now I've seen a lot more, gotten to know people, seen what they're capable of and... I guess I just realized how amazingly screwed up they all are. I mean, really, really screwed up in a monumental fashion."
Anya: "And they have no purpose that unites them so they just drift around blundering through life until they die... which they know is coming yet every single one of them is surprised when it happens to them. They're incapable of thinking about what they want beyond the moment. The kill each other, which is clearly insane... and yet here's the thing. When it's something that really matters, they fight. I mean, they're lame morons for fighting but they do. They never... they never quit. So I guess I will keep fighting too."
Andrew: "That was kind of beautiful."
Andrew: "So... wheelchair fight?"
Guardian: "What's your name?"
Guardian: "No, really."
Guardian: "We forged it in secrecy and kept it hidden from the Shadow Men who-"
Buffy: "Yeah, met those guys. Didn't really care too much for em."
Guardian: "Ah, yes. Then you know. And they became the Watchers and the Watchers watched the Slayers... but we were watching them."
Buffy: "Oh, so you're like... what are you?"
Guardian: "Guardians. Women who want to help and protect you."
Buffy: "I don't understand. How is it possible that we didn't know any of this?"
Guardian: "We hid, too. We had to until now. We're the last surprise."
Guardian: "One way or another, it can only mean an end is truly near."
Dawn: "What happened?"
Xander: "I thought you might say that."
Dawn: "Actually, I meant to say 'what the hell happened'?"
Angel: "I was never much for preachers."
Angel: "You look good."
Buffy: "You look timely. And also good."
Angel: "You are so gonna lose... God, I've missed watching this."
The First/Buffy: "That bitch..."