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Announcer: Previously on Buffy
the vampire slayer... I'm faith.

I'm gonna go out on a limb and say
there's a new slayer in town.

Buffy: Faith, no!
You killed a man.

No, you don't get it.
I don't care.

She's unstable, Buffy.

You sent your boy to kill me.
He's dust.

Guess that means
you have a job opening.

How'd you like to get your hands
on the books of ascension?

You got the books?

What's this ascension mean?

Mayor Wilkins
is over 100 years old.

He's not human.

Nothing can harm me
until the ascension.

We have a rogue slayer. I can't
think of anything more dangerous.

There's a word for people
like you, faith. "Loser."

No one can stop the ascension.
Mayor's got it wired, b.

He built this town
for demons to feed on...

And, come graduation day,
he's gettin' paid.

Stick around.

All right, you can
open them up now.

Fab. What's the occasion?

Faith, as if I need a reason
to show you my affection...

Or appreciation for running a
small errand at the airport.

Airport?

What's next?

You gonna want me to help
a buddy of yours move a sofa?

This isn't a free ride,
young lady.

You know, I'm beginning to think

that somebody's getting
a little spoiled.

Maybe I should take this back.

Sorry...

Sir.

That's my girl.

Another cookie?

Now... a package is
arriving tomorrow night

from central America.

Something... and I can't
stress this enough...

Something crucially
important to my ascension.

Without it...

Well, what would
tollhouse cookies be

without the chocolate chips?

A pretty darn
big disappointment,

I can tell you.
Ha ha ha.

Open your present.

There.

That look on your face
is my reward.

This is a thing of beauty, boss.

Well, it cost a pretty penny.

So, you just
take good care of it.

You be careful

not to put somebody's
eye out with that thing.

Till I tell you to.

Got any particular eyes in mind?

Sorry, honey.

That's ok.

Well, there's something
you don't see every day.

Unless, of course, you're me.

That was bracing.

Wanna do another sweep?

It's what I live for.
Sad to say.

Too tired?

No.

It's just...

Do you get the feeling
that we're kind of in a rut?

A rut?

You never take me anyplace new.

What about that fire-demon nest

in the cave by the beach?

Thought that was
a nice change of pace.

So this is our future?

I mean, this is how we're
gonna spend our nights

when I'm 50 and you're...

The same age you are now?

Let's just get you to 50.

Liking that plan.

Buffy?

When were you going to tell me?

All right, busted.

I didn't think you'd miss them.

You were accepted to
Northwestern university?

Honey, I'm so proud of you.

That's wonderful.

Right, it's wonderful.

Hmm. I mean,
it's not cheap,

but, uh, I know
we can make it work

if your father pitches in.

Not that Northwestern
is your only option.

It's a great school, though.

I am so proud of you.

You said that before.

And will again soon.

Mom, you know that I can't...

I... i just can't decide
on a school right now.

I mean, I want to sleep on it,
you know, mull it over.

Raise them up my inner flagpole,
see which one I salute.

I know, sweetheart.

I'm just so pleased that
you have so many choices.

Ooh, you know what?

Your aunt Arlene and her family

are in Illinois.

I've got to call and tell them.

Oh, Buffy...

I know.
You're proud of me.

Don't forget to put my
earrings back in my dresser

before you go out.

Arlene?

Hi. It's Joyce.

How you doin'?

You are never gonna believe where
Buffy got accepted to school.

Here you go.
Thanks.

Ok, what's in the bag?

My lunch.

Is that the new drug lingo?

No. It's my lunch.

Sit up straight.

Sounds like your mom's
in a state of denial.

More like a continent.

She just has to realize
that I can't go away.

Well, maybe not now,
but soon, maybe.

Or maybe I, too,
hail from denial land.

Faith's turn to the
dark side of the force

pretty much put
the proverbial kibosh

on any away plans for me.

U.c. Sunnydale.
At least I got in.

But you... i can't believe
you got into Oxford.

It's pretty exciting.

There's some
deep academia there.

That's where they make gileses!

I know. I could learn
and have scones.

Although I don't know how I feel

about going to school
in a foreign country.

Everything in life
is foreign territory.

Kerouac. He's my teacher.

The open road... my school.

Making the open dumpster
your cafeteria?

Go ahead, mock me.

I think she just did.

We bohemian,
anti-establishment types

have always been persecuted.

Sure. You're all
so weird.

I think it's neat,

you doing the backpack,
trail mix, happy wanderer thing.

I'm aware it scores kinda
high on the hokey meter.

But I think
it'll be good for me,

help me to find myself.

And help us to lose you.
Everyone's a winner.

Well, look who just popped open
a fresh can of venom.

Hey, did you hear about Willow
getting into oxnard?

Oxford.
And m.I.T.

And Yale and every other college

on the face of the planet,

as in your face I rub it.

Oxford. Whoopee.

4 years in tea bag central.
Sounds thrilling.

And m.I.T. Is a clearasil ad
with housing.

And Yale is a dumping ground

for those who didn't
get into Harvard.

I got into Harvard.

Any clue on what college
you might be attending,

so we can start calculating
minimum safe distance?

None of your business.

Certainly nowhere near
you losers.

You guys, don't forget to
breathe between insults.

I'm sorry, Buffy. This
conversation is reserved

for those who actually
have a future.

Ah, the angry young woman.

Oh, Buffy, she was
just being cordelia.

Only more so.

Don't pay any attention to her.

Xander: She's definitely
got a chip goin'.

Maybe if you didn't
goad her so much.

Xander: I can't help it.
It's my nature.

Maybe you need a better nature.

I don't understand.

I don't think I can
talk any slower, Wes.

I want to leave.

What, now?

No, not now.
After I graduate.

College?

But... you're a slayer.

Yeah. I'm also a person.

You can't just define me
by my slayerness.

That's... something-ism.

Buffy, I know we've talked
about you going away.

I got into Northwestern.

That's wonderful news.
Good for you.

All right, everyone. Monsters,
demons, world in peril.

I'll betcha they have
all that stuff in Illinois.

You cannot leave sunnydale!

With the power invested in me
by the council, I forbid it.

Oh, yes, that should settle it.

With faith gone bad

and the mayor's ascension
coming up...

I know it's complicated.

I'm aware that my graduation

may be, among other things,
posthumous,

but what if I
stop the ascension?

What if I capture faith?

I very much hope you will.

If I do that, then all
you guys have to do

is keep the run-of-the-mill unholy
forces at bay through midterms,

and I'll be back in time
for homecoming

and every school break
after that.

Can we at least think about it?

Perhaps if circumstances
were different...

I'll make them different. What?

I'm tired of waiting for mayor
mcsleaze to make his move

while we sit on our hands,

counting down to ascension day.

Let's take the fight to him.

No.

No! Much too reckless.

We're at a distinct
disadvantage.

We don't know anything
about the mayor's ascension.

She's right.
Time's running out.

We need to take the offensive.

What's your plan?

I gotta have a plan?
Really?

I can't just be
proactive with pep?

You want to take the fight to
them, I suggest the first step

would be to find out
exactly what they're up to.

Oh. I actually
knew that.

I thought you meant
a more specific plan,

you know, with maps and stuff.

Great. We'll find out
what they're up to.

Is he in the car?

No, I'll take you to him.

The mayor was supposed to be
here in person with the money.

Well, the price just went up.

I don't like surprises.

Surprise.

You killed him.

What are you, the narrator?
Get the keys to the cuffs.

Nothin'.

That won't cut through steel.

No, but it'll cut through bone.

Hey-ho. There it is.
Ha ha ha ha.

Uh, what happened
to the courier?

I was supposed to pay him.

Huh. I made him an offer
he couldn't survive.

You are one heck of
a girl, you know that?

I mean, geez, the
initiative, the... the skill.

Go on. Go on.

I will.

I'll tell you, if buff...

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

If Buffy summers walked in here

and said she wanted
to switch to our side,

I'd say, "no, thanks, sister.

I got all the slayer one man
could ever need." Ha ha.

What?

Nothing.

Oh, it's 'cause I used
the "b" word, huh?

Don't tell me you're still sore

about that whole
angel-Buffy thing.

No, I'm over it.
She can have him.

Better believe she can.

She deserves that poor excuse

for a creature of the night.

You, on the other hand,
can do better.

Don't do that.

So, what's in the box?

The box of gavrok.

It houses some great
demonic energy or something

which his honor needs to
chow down on come a-day.

Wesley:
What's that?

Maps and stuff.

Plans for city hall. They were in
the water and power mainframe.

The box is being
kept under guard

in a conference room
on the top floor.

There.

Unfortunately, that's all I
could get out of my informant

before his aggressive tendencies

forced me to introduce him
to Mr. pointy.

Well, now, here's what
I think we should do.

I figure we can enter
through the skylight.

I'll take angel with me.
Agreed.

There's a fire ladder

on the east side
of the building here.

Yes, fine. But we still
need to consider...

It won't be enough to simply
have possession of the box.

Right. We have
to destroy it.

Not just physically, ritually.

With some down-and-dirty
black magic.

Hang on. We don't know what
such a ritual would require.

I think the "breath
of the entropics"

is standard for
this sort of thing.

Fairly simple recipe.
Xander.

I know.
I'm ingredient-gettin' guy.

All right, stop!

I demand everyone
stop this instant.

I'm in charge here,

and I say this is all
moving much too fast.

We need time to fully
analyze the situation

and devise a proper
and strategic stratagem.

Wes, hop on the train

or get off the tracks.

The mayor will most assuredly

have supernatural safeguards
protecting the box.

Oh, we all forgot
about that, did we?

Looks like a job
for wiccan girl.

What do you say, wil?
Big-time danger.

Hey, I eat danger for breakfast.

But, oddly enough, she panics
in the face of breakfast foods.

Let's get to work.

I have a theory.
Your snide remarks earlier?

I'm guessing grapes
a little on the sour side.

Didn't get into
any schools, did ya?

The grades were there,

but, ooh, if it weren't
for that pesky interview.

10 minutes with you, and
the admissions department

decided that
they'd already reached

their mean-spirited
superficial-Princess quotas.

And once again,

the gold medal in
the being-wrong event

goes to Xander "I'm as
stupid as I look" Harris.

Read 'em and weep, creep...

U.s.c., Colorado state,

Duke and Columbia.

Wow. These are,
uh, great colleges.

I'm guessing they must have seen

a different side
of your father's money.

Go away.

Sure. If you'll excuse me,

I have to go back to helping
to save some lives.

Carry on. I know that you have some
important accessorizing to do.

Now, remember...

If anything should go awry,

Wesley and I will
create a diversion.

Let's synchronize our watches.

I have 214...

Yes, typical.

Maybe we could just
count 1-1,000, 2-1,000.

Be careful, all of you.

Tea?

You got the goods?

Yeah.

Essence of toad.

Twice-blessed Sage.

Maybe that's the toad.

Well, we better be sure.
Destroying this box

is supposed to be
a pretty delicate operation.

Then they shouldn't leave it in
the hands of the lay people.

Well, wil laid it out
for us pretty well.

Wow, she even drew
helpful diagrams.

That's the pedestal.
Mm-hmm.

And the ingredients.
And us.

See, there's you, there's me.

Well, how can you tell
which is which?

I mean, they both kind of
look stick-figurey to me.

Well, this one's me.
See the little guitar?

Oh, gotcha.

Yeah. Nobody
like my wil.

No, sir, there is not.

Ok... toad me.

Thanks.

Sis modo dissolutum.

Exposco validum scutum.

Diutius nec defende

a manibus arcam intende.

Oh, yeah. I'm bad.

4 stars, wil.

Now get gone.

I'm gone.

Got it!

Oh. Angel?

It's jammed.

Like very much
to come up now, please.

Angel!

I know.

Don't suppose you wanna
help me get down.

Didn't think so.

Ha ha ha ha.

Well, this is very unfortunate.

I just had this conference room
redecorated, for Pete's sake.

At taxpayers' expense.

And oh, yeah... Gaah!

They've got my box.

Faith:
Yeah, they do.

But looky what we got.

Heh heh heh heh.

How did you guys let this...

How did this happen?

We thought she stayed with you.

They must have grabbed her
when she hit the ground.

Buffy, I'm sorry.

Look, it's nobody's fault, ok?

We just need to focus and deal.

Oz, I swear I won't
let them hurt her.

We go back.

Full-on assault.

They'll kill her.

We're assuming
they haven't already?

No. No, they know
what she means to us.

She's too valuable
as long as we still have...

The box.

We trade.

We can't.

No, it's the safest plan.
It's the only way. Right?

It might well be.

Look, we call the mayor
and arrange a meeting.

This box must be destroyed.

I need a volunteer
to hit Wesley.

Giles, you know
I'm right about this.

Wes, you want to duck and
cover at this point?

Damn it, you listen to me!

This box is the key
to the mayor's ascension.

Thousands of lives depend
upon our getting rid of it.

Now, I want to help Willow
as much as the rest of you,

but we will find another way.

There is no other way.

You're the one who said
take the fight to the mayor.

You were right. This is the
town's best hope of survival.

It's your chance to get out.

You think I care about that?

Are you made of human parts?

All right! Let's deal
with this rationally.

Are you taking his side?

Don't be ridiculous!

Listen to you people!

You'd sacrifice thousands of lives?
Your families?

Your friends?

It can all end right here.

We have the means
to destroy this box.

Giles, make the phone call.

What are you doing?

Um...

I'm looking for
a sucking candy...

'Cause my mouth gets dry
when I'm... I'm nervous

or held prisoner
against my will.

And suddenly I'm thinking

"sucking" isn't a good word

to use around vampires.

Hey! Did you get permission
to eat the hostage?

I don't think so.

You're gonna be in some
trouble when the mayor gets...

No!

Just a little taste.

They're not gonna be brain-damaged
enough to come back here tonight.

Mayor: Ever have a dog?

What?

I did.

Rusty.

Irish setter.

Swell little pooch.

A dog's friendship
is stronger than reason,

stronger than its own sense

of self-preservation.

Buffy's like a dog.

And, hey, before you can say
Jack Robinson,

you'll get to see me
kill her like one.

Whoa.

The books of ascension.

Faith:
Check out the bookworm.

Faith.

Anybody with brains,

anybody who knew what was
going to happen to her,

would be trying to claw her
way out of this place.

But you... You just can't
stop Nancy drewing, can you?

I guess now you know too much,

and that kind of just
naturally leads to killing.

Faith, wait!
I want to talk to you.

Oh, yeah. Give me the
speech again, please.

"Faith, we're still
your friends.

We can help you.
It's not too late."

It's way too late.

You know, it didn't
have to be this way.

But you made your choice.

I know you had a tough life.

I know that some people think
you had a lot of bad breaks.

Well, boo-hoo!

Poor you.

You know, you had
a lot more in your life

than... than some people.

I mean, you had friends
like Buffy.

Now you have no one.

You were a slayer,
and now you're nothing.

You're just a big,
selfish, worthless waste.

You hurt me, I hurt you.

I'm just a little more
efficient.

Oh, and here I just thought
you didn't have a comeback.

You're begging
for some deep pain.

I'm not afraid of you.

Let's see what we can do
about that.

Girls.

I hope I don't have to
separate you two.

Faith, you can play with
your new toy later.

Something's come up.

Faith.

You know I don't like
repeating myself.

I got someone.

I got him.

I just received

a heck of an interesting
phone call.

The whole place is locked down,

except for the front.

Yeah, it gives me that
comforting "trapped" feeling.

One way out means one way in.

I want to see them coming.

I guess they're shy.

I can see all right.

Well, this is
exciting, isn't it?

Ha ha ha.

Clandestine meetings
by dark of night,

exchange of prisoners.

I just... i...

I feel like we should
all be wearing trench coats.

Let her go.

No!

Not until the box
is in my hands.

So you're the little girl

that's been causing me
all this trouble.

She's pretty, angel.

A little skinny.

Still don't understand

why it couldn't work out
with you and my faith.

Guess you kinda just have
strange taste in women.

Yeah, well, what can I say?

I like 'em sane.

Angel...

I wish you kids the best,
I really do,

but, uh, if you don't mind
a bit of fatherly advice,

I, uh... I just don't see
much of a future for you two.

I don't sense
a lasting relationship.

And not just because I plan
to kill the both of you,

but you got a bumpy road ahead.

I don't think we need
to talk about this.

Y-you kids, you know,

you don't like to think
about the future,

you don't like to make plans,

but unless you want faith

to gut your friend
like a sea bass,

you will show a little
respect for your elders.

You're not my elder.

I got a lot of years on you.

Yeah, and that's just
one of the things

you're gonna have to deal with.

You're immortal.
She's not.

It's not easy.

I married my edna Mae in '03,

and I was with her
right until the end.

Not a pretty picture.

Wrinkled and senile

and cursing me for my youth.

Wasn't our happiest time.

And let's forget the fact

that any moment of true
happiness will turn you evil.

I mean, come on,
what kind of a life

can you offer her?

I don't see a lot of Sunday
picnics in the offing.

I see skulking in the shadows,

hiding from the sun.

She's a blossoming young girl,

and you want to keep her from
the life she should have

till it's passed her by.
And by god,

I think that's a little selfish.

Is that what you
came back from hell for?

Is that your greater purpose?

Make the trade.

Well, that went as smoothly...

Nobody moves!

I knew you kids
were up to something.

Snyder, get out of here.

You're not giving
orders, young lady.

I suppose you're
going to tell me

I won't find drugs in this box.

Wait!

Principal snyder...

I think we have a problem.

Mr. mayor,
I had no idea you...

I'm terribly sorry.

No, it's I who should apologize,

I mean, coming down here
at night.

What must you be thinking?
But you see,

I just needed to...
Uh, no, don't do that!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aaaahhhh!

Oh, god.

Where'd it go?

Get that door open!

Giles: No!

You can't let that thing
out of here.

I still want to know
where it went.

Listen.

Boss!

I wouldn't leave that open.

No!

Is that all of them?

Uh... not really.

You see, there's
about, uh, 50...

Billion of these happy
little critters in here.

Would you like to see?

Raise your hand
if you're invulnerable.

Faith, let's go.

Faith.

Snyder, you alive in there?

You...

All of you...

Why couldn't you be dealing
drugs like normal people?

Well, that went swimmingly.

We did all right.

So faith was like,
"I'm gonna beat you up,"

and I'm all,
"I'm not afraid of you."

And then she had the knife,
which was less fun.

And then, oh, I... i told her,

"you made your choice.
Buffy was your friend."

Yes. This is
fascinating,

but just to get
back to the point.

You actually had your hands
on the books of ascension?

Volumes 1 through 5.

Is there anything that you
can remember about them

that could be of use to us?
Anything at all?

Well, I was in a hurry,

and what I did read
was kind of involved.

If you ask me, way overwritten.

Oh.

Actually, there were a few pages
that were kind of interesting,

but I didn't have a chance
to read them fully.

See what you can make of them.

This is your night
for suave, wil.

You should get
captured more often.

No, thank you.

Well, let's hope there's
something useful in those pages.

The mayor has the box of gavrok.

And as of now,

we are right back
where we started.

Wouldn't you say?

Deep thoughts?

Deep and meaningful.

As in?

As in I'm never
getting out of here.

I kept thinking if I
stopped the mayor or...

But I was kidding myself.

There's always
gonna be something.

I'm a sunnydale girl.

No other choice.

It must be tough.
I mean, here I am,

and I can do anything I want.

I can go to any college
in the country...

4 or 5 in Europe, if I want.

Please tell me you're going
somewhere with this.

No.

I'm not going anywhere.

U.c. Sunnydale?

I will be matriculating
with the class of 2003.

Are you serious?

Say, isn't that
where you're going?

Oh!

I can't believe it.
Are you serious?

Wait, what am I saying?
You can't.

What do you mean I can't?

I won't let you.

Of the 2 people here,

which is the boss of me?

There are better schools.

Sunnydale's not bad,

and... and I can design
my own curriculum.

Ok, well, there are
safer schools.

There are safer prisons.

I can't let you stay
because of me.

Actually, this isn't about you.

Although I'm fond... don't
get me wrong... of you.

But the other night,

you know, being
captured and all,

facing off with faith,

things just...
Kinda got clear.

I mean, you've been fighting
evil here for 3 years...

And I've helped some...

And now we're supposed to decide

what we want to do
with our lives.

And I just realized
that's what I want to do.

Fight evil, help people.

I mean, I... i think
it's worth doing.

And I don't think you do
it because you have to.

It's a good fight, Buffy,

and I want in.

I kind of love you.

And besides, I have a shot
at being a badass wicca.

And what better place to learn?

I feel the need for more sugar

than the human body can handle.

Mochas?

Yes, please.

It's weird.
You look at something,

and you think you know
exactly what you're seeing,

and... then you find out
it's something else entirely.

Neat, huh?

Sometimes it is.

Chase, what are you doing?

Your break's been over
for 10 minutes.

I still need you
to restock the shelves

and sweep out the storage room.

Let's go!

It's gonna be fun.

Wil and I are gonna go on
Saturday, look at the campus.

I'm hoping my mom
will let me live there.

It's too far to
come home every night.

Plus the whole
lack-of-cool factor.

Either way, I'll be
close to your place.

I don't know what the
mayor was talking about.

How could he know
anything about us?

Well, he's evil.

Big-time.

He doesn't even know what a
lasting relationship is.

No.

Probably the only lasting
relationship he's ever had

is with...

Evil.

Yeah.

Big, stupid, evil guy.

We'll be ok.

We will.

Grr! Arrgh!