(BUFFY SIGHS)
(BUFFY SPEAKING)
(SIGHS)
(GROANS)
...turns out like this.
(BUFFY SPEAKING)
MEL: We got a hit.
Gunther said there's been a hum in the uppers.
Lurks don't usually truck that high.
BUFFY: (SNIFFLES) Uh-huh.
MEL: I fig we stake some lush haunt.
Lurks come out, we skin them for stories. Yeah?
Does any part of that sentence involve me beating something up?
Think so. Include me in.
MEL: Books any good? BUFFY: I don't know.
I, uh, didn't see the ending.
WILLOW: Mmm! Frak!
KENNEDY: Hey, baby, there's no need to curse like a nerd. You'll figure it out.
(WILLOW GRUNTS IN FRUSTRATION)
I can't leave Buffy stranded in some horrible unknown future.
And you won't. You just got to relax.
Somebody slipped you a vision mickey. Your source, or whatever.
Can you contact him? Her? It?
Maybe I can.
Ken-doll, do you trust me and know that
I love you and I'm not a crazy person
and what we do is for the greater good, cross your heart no backsies?
Duh. What do we gotta do?
Frak.
(DAWN GRUNTING)
(XANDER EXCLAIMS)
Xander!
I'm okay. I'm good, I just...
I didn't break anything that wasn't already shot.
How are you feeling? Ugh.
Like I was ridden hard and put away wet.
Oh! Dawn, that's... Oh, no, it's just true.
XANDER: Well, thanks for the save, Black Beauty.
DAWN: That's Chestnutty Beauty,
and what the hell do we do now?
Yeah. I'm pretty sure those flamey,
snaky ren fair monsters are still coming,
and the escape tunnel leads in the other direction,
so no hope of getting to the Slayers anytime soon.
Big picture me.
Wherefrom with these guys? I just heard a bang.
Oh, it's simple.
Bomb plus magic equals...
Warren and Amy.
Man, I'd love to get them under my hooves.
Amen. But first, we got to find our way out
of these woods, before there's any more...
Intruders must die!
Why do I open my mouth?
Ha! This place is forbidden to humans.
To gaze upon the Forest Souls is inevitable death.
Thus swears Lorelahn!
Uh, yeah. Do I look human to you, tree boy?
And more importantly, did you just say, "Thus swears"?
DAWN: What's your deal, anyway?
With the fire and the branches and the sword,
did you get caught in a legend blender?
(XANDER LAUGHING)
XANDER: No. Seriously, Lorelei...
Lorelahn. With an "ah" sound.
XANDER: We got things that are following us that are way scarier than you,
so how's about you show us the way out of the forbidden thicket,
and we'll call it a weird, horrible day.
Uh...
It is death to...
What was, like, scarier than us?
Lights.
(VAMPIRE CHUCKLING) (GUNTHER EXCLAIMS)
HARTH: I'm beginning to think we have a problem.
I know you've been feeding my sister information about me,
and that's not really useful right now. So, what would you suggest?
GUNTHER: I'd suggest you leave before I kill you all.
Threats aren't really useful either. You know who I am.
Of course I know.
Your thugs so much as crack that glass,
the generators will kick enough sunlight into this chamber to roast a pig.
You don't bring muscle to talk business.
You want me scared or dead.
(MENACINGLY) Neither's on the menu.
Maybe not right now.
I was born in the gutter, boy. Not near, in.
I have worked and killed and dodged or bought the Laws
till I control half of Haddyn,
and I have done it without ever breathing air.
Don't think to out-beast me.
You have it spun, Gunther. We're of a kind.
After all, lurks don't breathe either.
MEL: Jesu! BUFFY: Oh, God!
MEL: Jesu!
BUFFY: Where's the brake?
MEL: What's a brake?
BUFFY: Okay. Okay. This is good. Up is good.
MEL: I told you you'd cope it. Wish I hadn't.
(BUFFY GRUNTING)
Summers, you drive like a spaz!
And that phrase stood the test of time?
MEL: Get low. Rig's got access plates.
It's clear for the uppers. We're not.
BUFFY: So, the top half of Manhattan is a gated community?
Guess that's not a shock.
What are we looking for?
That. There's no med store in that plex.
MAN: Jesu! Help!
MEL: Let's go.
BUFFY: No. MAN: Somebody help me!
MEL: Gunther said they send out hunting parties, and we need to stop them.
BUFFY: No, we need to find out where they're sending them from.
(GRUNTING)
You really wanna stop this from spreading?
Stop your brother? Then you got to look at the big picture.
(GRUNTING)
You look. I'm gonna do our job.
VAMPIRE: It's her! Go! Get out!
(VAMPIRE GROWLING)
BUFFY: Damn it, Fray, I know I'm gonna crash this thing.
(GRUNTING)
MEL: Let me see it.
MAN: Am I infected? Am I gonna change?
MEL: It doesn't work like that.
"Big picture." That's spin for Govvers, not Slayers.
Something's skew with that girl.
DARK WILLOW: You have to understand, Buffy.
If you hate her, she'll be harder to kill.
(GRUNTING)
So close.
(EXCLAIMING)
SNAKE GODDESS LADY: I was wondering when you'd be back.
You know I can't stay long. Little tricky getting here.
But fun, no? You lied to me.
How simple you make it sound.
Just tell me how to get Buffy back.
You cannot do it yourself?
I don't have that kind of power.
Is that so?
Time-bending isn't some cross-dimensional jaunt. And it's dangerous.
Only someone on the deep dark would mess with that.
So, who told you? Someone I trusted.
I'm sorry.
You know how grateful I am for what we...
What you taught me.
But this is Buffy. I need her back. We all do.
The rift will reopen. This night.
Really? How do I...
You will figure it out, or you won't.
But I demand a promise.
If you open the rift, reach across, bring her back.
But do not look.
Why shouldn't... Because I ask.
(WILLOW PANTING)
WILLOW: I seem to be going.
So brief a stay.
WILLOW: I'll see you soon.
Yes. Do come again.
You're her, aren't you? You're the madwoman.
I suppose I am.
Don't hold it against me, though.
I'm fairly certain I've earned it.
Worked it you'd be a lurk.
You know I'm not.
Not quite a human, either.
Not for some time now.
I'm not killing any Slayer.
She won't show the same mercy.
Why would we turn on each other?
Because you want different things.
We both want riddance on the lurks.
The most important men in both your lives are lurks.
You think it's really that simple?
Yeah, you've been bound to Harth awhile now, word is.
You two have some big plan. Spinning me's just part of it.
Your brother is interesting, ambitious.
(SIGHING)
My concerns are more personal.
(DARK WILLOW MOANS)
MEL: You wanna keep that hand?
DARK WILLOW: This is about as much magic as I can muster, so don't fret.
I just need to show you something.
(CRASHING) (GLASS SHATTERING)
(BUFFY PANTING)
Well, that went better than I expected.
(GRUNTING)
Now, I know that van's parked close by.
Stand down and offer submission!
Whoa! Hey! I submit! Submissively!
I thought this was Melaka Fray's place.
Could you not raygun me?
I'm sorry. I was supposed to hear from Melaka and...
Are you her sister? The cop?
I'm a Law. Right.
I'm a Slayer from a long time ago.
Buffy. You may have read about me.
Where's Mel? We split up.
I found lurk central, but it's massive.
No way we're storming that castle without some serious strategy.
But if we wanna take out her brother,
who, I'm suddenly getting, is your brother, too.
And Melaka?
She was taking out some vamps.
I was telling her to chill, to look for the source
instead of just running off all crazy...
Let me guess. Little sister didn't listen.
God, do they ever?
You have a sister?
Five years younger. Total pain.
Plus, giant, or centaur, lately.
I try to tell her anything, she does the opposite.
Sounds familiar.
You know, I thought about being a cop, a Law.
Really?
In high school, I took a test, said I fit the profile.
If we had your outfits, I would have signed up in a heartbeat.
Is that pleather?
Puffy, can I...
Buffy. Sorry. With a "B."
Don't want the future history calling me "Puffy."
It's just... You had a question?
You're a Slayer?
Yeah.
Why?
Why are you a Law?
(SCREAMING)
ERIN: Mel, are you sure about this?
I'm sure.
She just seems...
Mel, what are we doing here?
What we do.
Saving the world.
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