Giles: "Uh, when I've examined it, you can, uh, uh, skim it."
"Scan it, Rupert. That's scan it."
"Oh, I know our ways are strange to you, but soon you will join us in the 20th century- with four whole years to spare!"
"That's TV. The idiot box is TV. This [gestures to the computer] is the good box."
Fritz: "The printed page is obsolete. Information isn't bound up anymore. It's an entity. The only reality is virtual. If you're not jacked in, you're not alive."
"Thank you, Fritz, for making us all sound like crazy people. Fritz...Fritz comes on a little strong, but he does have a point."
Giles: "I'm just going to stay and clean up a little. I'll be back in the Middle Ages."
"Did you ever leave?"
"Hey, Fritz... I'm, uh, lookin' at the logs. You and Dave are clockin' a pretty scary amount of computer time."
Fritz: "New project."
"Ooo, will I be excited?"
Fritz: "You'll die."
"You here again? You kids really dig the library, don't you?"
"Oh, you are a BIG snob [to Giles]. You, you think that knowledge should be kept in these carefully guarded repositories where only a handful of white guys can get at it."
"This isn't a fad, Rupert. We are creating a new SOCIETY here."
Giles: "Well, it's been so nice talking to you."
"We were fighting."
Giles: "You already know [that there's a demon on the internet]...how exactly is that?"
"Come on...there have been portents for days...power surges...on-line shutdowns. You should see the bones I've been casting. I knew this would happen sooner or later. I mean, it's probably a, a mischief demon, you know, like Kelcor, or..."
"Wrong end, wrong, snobby. You think the realm of the mystical is limited to ancient texts and relics? That 'bad old science' made the magic go away? The devine exists in cyberspace the same as out here."
"Techno-pagan is the term. There's more of us then you'd think."
Giles: "I have the binding rituals at hand, but I'm completely out of my idiom."
"Well, I can help! I think... I hope, I mean, well, [sits at the PC] this is my first real... Do you know how he got in?"
"We have to form the circle inside. [sits at the PC] I'm putting out a flash. I just hope enough of my group responds."
Giles: "Hoping and Betting- That's what we've got."
"Want to throw in praying? Be my guest."
Giles: "Couldn't you just stop Molloch by some kind of computer virus?"
"You've seen way too many movies."
"Well, look who's here [Giles]. Welcome to my world...you scared?"
Giles: "Uh, well, I'll, I'll see you anon." [begins to go]
"Can't get outta here fast enough, can you?"
"Computer's don't smell, Rupert."
"Well! You really are an old fashioned boy, aren't you?"
Giles: "Well, I-I don't dangle a corkscrew from my ear."
"That's not where I dangle it."
"You know, that outfit looks just like the one you wore yesterday. Only wrinklier."
"You know, people are always sending stuff my way. They know the occult's my trip."
"I would say the end is pretty seriously nigh."
Giles: "I don't know if I can trust you."
"I helped you cast that demon out of the Internet. I think that merits some trust."
"Look, Rupert, you haven't told me jack, so what's with the order?"
Giles: "Just do it! I'll e-explain later.
"You better."
"Okay, so this Master guy tried to open the Hell-Mouth, but he got stuck in it. And now all the signs are reading that he's going to get out, which opens the Hell-Mouth, which brings the demons, which ends the world."
Giles: "Yes, that about sums it up, yes."
"What gets me is that BUFFY is the Slayer. She's so little."
"That's kinda warm and fuzzy for a message of doom."
"Uh, I'm sorry to bring this up, but we also have an apocalypse to worry about?"
"Once the Master gets free, the Hellmouth opens, the demons come to party, and everybody dies."
"No! We'll go. You have to concentrate on demon killing."
"Yeah that's the worst part of being hung upside down by a vampire who wants to slit your throat: the stains."
"Oh, no, please call me Jenny. Ms. Calendar's my father."
Giles: "No! No, I-I-I-I-I-I just assumed that you, you, you spent your evenings downloading incantations and, and, and casting bones."
"On game night? Are you nuts?"
"I don't know what it is about football that does it for me. I mean, it lacks the, the grace of basketball, the, uh, poetry of baseball. At its best it's unadorned aggression. It's such a rugged contest."
"Is this your normal strategy for a first date? Dissing my country's national pastime?"
Giles: "Did you just say 'date'?"
"You noticed that, huh?"
"It's okay. Although a good rule of thumb for a first date is don't do anything so exciting that it'll be hard to top on the second date."
Giles: "Believe it or not, since I've moved here to live on top of the Hellmouth, the events of this evening actually qualify as a slow night. [pauses and considers] Did you just say 'second date'?"
"You noticed that, huh?"
"Rupert, you have *got* to read something that was published after 1066."
Giles: "Uh, we do have slightly more urgent matters to discuss."
Buffy: "Yeah, like keeping my mom away from Principal Snyder tomorrow night?
"And not dying Saturday."
"Well, another wonderful fun filled evening."
Giles: "Uh, yes. You know, um, I will understand if you decide to start avoiding me."
"It's a secret!"
Giles: "What kind of a secret?"
"Uh, the kind that's secret. You know, where I don't actually tell you what it is."
Giles: "How will I know what to wear?"
[looks at his tweed suit] "Do you *own* anything else?"
Giles: "Alright, I'll put myself in your hands."
"That sounds like fun."
Buffy: "You took him [Giles] to monster trucks?"
"I thought it would be a change!"
Giles: "A book! It [vampire] took one of my books!"
"Well, at least someone in this school is reading."
"Morning, England."
"I'm reviewing some computer basics for the couple of students who've fallen behind. Willow's helping out for extra credit."
Xander: "Those poor schlubs have to attend school on Saturday!"
"9am okay with you, Xander?"
"Yeah, y'know how you have to, to dog-ear your favorite pages so you can go back to them?"
Giles: "Uh, uh, uh, what?"
"Well, I mean, I-I practically had to fold back every single page. So finally I just, I just started underlining all the pages I really wanted to discuss."
Giles: "U-u-underlined...?"
"But then, of course, I spilled coffee all over it, I can't even read it..."
Giles: "It's a first edition!"
"I'm lying, Rupert. The book's fine. I just love to see you squirm."
"Did anyone ever tell you you're kind of a sexy fuddy-duddy?"
"Saturday night. I'll see if I can make you squirm."
Xander: "When are we gonna need computers for real life anyway?"
"Hmm, let's see. There's home, school, work, games..."
"Alright, guys. The first thing we're gonna do is... Buffy!"
"Nothing's safe in this world, Rupert. Don't you know that by now?"
"You could take me home. Or you could take advantage of me in my weakened state."
"Mm, no, I'm fine. I mean, I'm not... running around, wind in my hair, 'the hills are alive with the sound of music' fine, but... I'm coping."
"Pretty flimsy excuse for coming by to see me."
"I'm doing pretty good, actually. I've stayed out of mortal danger for three whole weeks. I could get used to it."
"Rupert, I know you're concerned. But having you constantly poking around, making little puppy dog eyes at me, wondering if I'm okay... (exhales) You make me feel bad that I don't feel better. I don't want that responsibility."
[Giles holds up cross]
"I get that reaction from men all the time."
"Say good night, big guy! [shoots Giles by mistake]"
"Some night, huh? Yeah, you really know how to woo a girl back, don't cha?"
Xander: "Buffy, I feel a pre-birthday spanking coming on."
"I'd curb that impulse if I were you, Xander."
Enyos: You thought what?! You thought you are Jenny Calendar now?! You are still Janna, of the Kalderash people! A Gypsy.
"I know... Uncle. I know."
"Um, Giles wanted me to tell you that there's been a change of plans. Uh, he wants to meet you someplace near his house 'cause he had to run home and get a book or something."
Buffy: "'Cause heaven knows there aren't enough books in the library."
"Uh, he's... very thorough."
"You told me to watch Angel. You told me to keep him from the Slayer. I tried. But there are other factors. There are terrible things happening here that we cannot control."
"Buffy loves him [Angel]."
Enyos: "And now she will have to kill him."
"Unless he kills her first! Uncle, this is insanity! People are going to die."
"You are a fool. We're all fools."
Giles: "I'm leaning towards blind panic myself."
"I didn't know... exactly. I was told... Oh, God. (speaks) I was sent here to watch you. They told me to keep you and Angel apart. They never told me what would happen."
Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered
"Rupert, we need to talk. Hey, Xander. Nice shirt [rubs his shirt]. Look, Rupert, I know that you're angry at me, and I don't blame you, but I am not just gonna go away [keeps rubbing Xander's arm]. I mean, I care far too much about you to... [looks at Xander's arm] Have you been working out?"
"Rupert, maybe I need to talk to Xander alone."
Xander: "I'm not going anywhere until you change her back."
"You heard him. So why don't you undo your little magic trick and get lost?"
Amy: "Who made you Queen of the World? Well, you're old enough to be."
"Well, what can I say? I guess Xander's just too much man for the pimple squad."
Amy: "Why did you send Xander away? He needs me."
"That's a laugh."
Amy: "He loves me. We look into each other's souls."
"No one can love two people at once. What *we* have is real."
"I... I didn't know what would happen. I didn't know I was gonna fall in love with you... -Oh, God. Is it too late to take that back?"
Shopkeeper: "By the way... Not that it's any of my business, really, but, uh, what are you planning on conjuring up? If you can decipher the text?"
"A present for a friend of mine."
Shopkeeper: "Really? What are you gonna give him?"
"His soul."
Buffy: "Look... I know you feel badly about what happened, and I just wanted to say...Good. Keep it up."
"Don't worry, I will."
"That's it! It's gonna work! This... will work."
"'Enter all ye who seek knowledge.'"
Giles: "Jenny! I thought I'd lost you."
Dru/Jenny: "Shh. I'll never leave you."
Giles: "We have to get out of here."
Dru/Jenny: "No-no-no-no-no. Slowly."
Giles: "It can't be you."
Dru/Jenny: "Did you tell Angel? About the ritual?"
Giles: No. We have to get... him away from Acathla.
Dru/Jenny: "Why? Is he close to figuring it out?"
Giles: "Later."
Dru/Jenny: "Tell me what to do... It's all right. We'll be together... finally. We'll have everything we never got to have... Never got to feel... Just tell me what to do."
Giles: We have to get Angel away from Acathla.
Dru/Jenny: "Angel himself? He's the key?"
Giles: H-h-his, his blood... H-he mustn't...
Dru/Jenny: Shh. [kisses him]
Amends
The First Evil/Jenny: "I'm always here."
Angel: "What do you want?"
The First Evil/Jenny: "I want to die in bed, surrounded by fat grandchildren, but- I guess that's off the menu."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You're sorry- for me? Don't bother. I'm dead. I'm over it. If you want to feel sorry for someone, you should feel sorry for yourself. Oh- but I guess you've already got that covered."
Angel: "It wasn't me."
The First Evil/Jenny: "It wasn't you?"
Angel: "A demon isn't a man. I was a man once."
The First Evil/Jenny: "Oh, yes. And what a man you were." [shot of Angel in his boozing, whorring, gambling days].
The First Evil/Jenny: "I don't want to hurt you, Angel. But you have to understand; cruelty is the only thing you ever had a true talent for."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You mistake it for a curse, Angel, but it's not. It's your destiny. I'll show you. I'll show you."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You want her? Take her. Take what you want. Pour all that frustration and all that guilt into her and you'll be free."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You can't live for an eternity with all that pain. This is what you are and this is why we brought you back. Take her! And then you'll be ready...to kill her."
The First Evil/Jenny: "She wants you to touch her. She wants you to taste her. Think of the peace...You'll never have to see us again."
Angel: "LEAVE ME ALONE!"
Angel: "I can't do it."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You have to do it. What else are you good for?"
The First Evil/Jenny: "Couldn't you just...feel her? Don't you want to smell her skin? You never were a fighter, Angel. Don't start trying now. Sooner or later, you *will* drink her."
Angel: "I'll never hurt her."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You were born to hurt her. Have you learned nothing? As long as you're alive-"
Angel: "Then I'll die."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You don't have the strength to kill yourself."
Angel: "I don't need the strength. I just need the sunrise."
The First Evil/Jenny: You aren't supposed to die. This isn't the *plan*...but it'll do.
The First Evil/Jenny: "Hmmm...I'm impressed."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You think you can fight me? I'm not a demon, little girl, I am something *you* can't even conceive. The First Evil: beyond sin, beyond death, I am the thing that the darkness fears. You'll never see me, but I am everywhere: every being, every thought, every drop of hate..."
The First Evil/Jenny: "Angel will be dead by sunrise. Your Christmas- will be his wake."
The First Evil/Jenny: "You have no idea what you're dealing with."
