Buffy the Vampire Slayer s02e05 Episode Script
Reptile Boy
In every generation, there is a Chosen One, She alone will stand against the vampires,|the demons and the forces of darkness, She is the Slayer, Is she dying? I think she's singing.
To a telephone, in Hindi.
Now, that's entertainment.
Why is she singing? She's sad because her lover gave her 12 gold|coins.
But the wizard cut open a bag of salt .
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and now the dancing minions have|nowhere to put their big maypole fish thing.
Uh-huh.
- Why is she singing?|- Lover? I thought that was her chiropractor? Because of that thing he did with her feet?|No, that was personal.
And we thought just because we didn't have|any money, this'd be a lacklustre evening.
We could go to the Bronze, sneak in|our own tea bags and ask for hot water.
Hop off the outlaw train,|before you land us in jail.
I, for one, am giddy and up.
|There's a kind of hush all over Sunnydale.
No demons or vampires to slay.
|I'm here with my friends.
So how does the water buffalo fit in again? Callie! Callie.
Where are you going? The party's just gettin' started.
See? Dr Debbi says when a man is speaking,|make serious eye contact and really listen.
And you laugh at everything he says.
- You dreamed about Angel again?|- Third night in a row.
What did he do in the dream? - Stuff.
|- Oh, stuff.
Was it one of those vivid dreams where|you could feel his lips and smell his hair? It had surround sound! - I'm just thinking about him so much lately.
|- You two are so right for each other.
- Except for the, uh|- Vampire thing.
That doesn't make him|a bad person necessarily.
I'm brainsick.
|I can't have a relationship with him! Not during the day,|but you could ask him for coffee some night.
It's the non-relationship drink of choice.
|It's not a date.
It's a caffeinated beverage.
OK, sure, it's hot and bitter,|like a relationship that way, but - What's like a relationship?|- Nothing I have.
Coffee.
There's no comparison between|college men and high-school boys.
- I mean, look at that.
|- So, Cor, you're datin' college guys now? Well, not that it's any of your business,|but I happen to be dating a Delta Zeta Kappa.
Oh, an extraterrestrial.
So that's how you get|a date after you exhausted the human guys.
You'll go to college someday.
I just know your pizza-delivery career|will take you so many exciting places.
Oh! I told Giles I'd meet him|in the library ten minutes ago.
He won't be upset.
|Not much paranormal activity lately.
Just because the paranormal is more|"normal" and less "para" of late, .
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is no excuse for tardiness|or letting your guard down.
- I haven't let my guard down.
|- Really? You yawned your way through|weapons training.
You skipped hand-to-hand.
Are you going to be prepared if a demon|springs up behind you and does this? Well, I'm not a demon.
Which is why you should let go now.
Thank you.
When you live on top of|a a mystical convergence, .
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it's only a matter of time|before a fresh hell breaks loose.
Now is the time you should train|more strictly, hunt and patrol more keenly.
Hone your skills day and night.
And the slice of life that still belongs to me|from 1:00 to 1:05 in the morning.
- Can I do what I want then?|- Think I don't know what it's like to be 16? No.
I think you don't know what it's like|to be 16, and a girl, and the Slayer.
Fair enough.
No, I don't.
Or what it's like to have to stake vampires|while you're having fuzzy feelings for one.
Taking on the undead doesn't|do wonders for your social life.
That's exactly where|being different comes in handy.
Who needs a social life|when you have a hellmouth? Yes! You have a duty, a purpose.
|You have a commitment in life.
- How many people your age can say that?|- We talkin' foreign or domestic? How about none? Here's a hard fact of life:|we all have to do things we don't like.
You have hand-to-hand this afternoon|and patrol tonight, so come straight here .
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and get your homework done,|and don't dawdle with your friends.
And don't think sitting there pouting|is gonna get to me, because it won't.
It's not getting to me.
Boy, what a long day.
- And you skipped three classes.
|- Yeah.
And, of course, they flew by.
Buffy.
Aren't you supposed to be doing|your homework in the library? I'm dawdling with my friends.
Works for me.
- You OK?|- Jeez.
- Cordelia.
|- Hi, Richard.
Nice car.
We're having a get-together|tomorrow night at the house.
It's gonna be a really special evening.
- Excuse me?|- Oh.
I would I would love to go.
So, who's your friend? Her? Oh, she's not my friend.
- She's amazing.
|- She's more like a sister.
We're that close.
Why don't you introduce us? OK.
OK, so tonight, channel 59: Indian TV.
Sex, lies, incomprehensible story lines.
|I'll bring the nuts.
Richard and his fraternity brother|wanna meet you.
I don't wanna meet fraternity boys.
If there was a God,|don't you think he'd keep it that way? We were dawdlin' here! - Hi, sweetheart.
I'm Richard.
And you are?|- So not interested.
- Oh! She's such a little comedienne.
|- What? She likes to play hard to get? No, Richard.
I think|you're playing easy to resist.
Feel free to ignore him.
I do all the time.
I'm Tom Warner.
I'm a senior|at Crestwood College, and I And I just feel like a complete dolt|meeting you this way, so .
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here I stand in all my doltishness.
Right! Like she's gonna fall for that.
- I'm Buffy Summers.
|- Nice to meet you.
- Are you a senior here?|- Junior.
Oh, me too.
Except that|I'm a senior and I'm in college.
So we have that in common.
|And I major in history.
Mm, history stumps me.
I've a hard enough|time remembering what happened last week.
Nothin' happened last week -|don't worry.
I was there.
She's gonna walk away.
Now.
So, uh My friend invited your friend|to a party we're having this weekend.
You know, he's not even really my friend.
I only joined the fraternity because|my father and grandpa were in it before me.
It meant a lot to them.
OK, boots, start a-walkin'.
I talk too much.
They're really|dull parties full of really dull people.
So would you like to come|and save me from a really dull fate? Oh, I wish I could, but - .
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I'm sort of involved.
|- Oh, sure, of course you are.
Well, thanks for letting me ramble.
You know, people underestimate|the value of a good ramble.
Buffy! Oh, I gotta go.
- It was nice to meet you.
|- Oh.
Same here.
I hate these guys.
Whatever|they want just falls into their laps.
- Don't you hate these guys?|- Yeah.
With their charmed lives and movie-star good|looks and more money than you can count I'm hating.
I'm going to attack you.
Word of warning for your own good:|I won't be pulling any punches.
Please don't.
Good.
So, um, you're on patrol.
And, uh, I'll see you in the morning.
There's blood on it.
Hi.
It's nice to Blood? I can smell it.
- It's pretty thin.
Probably belonged to a girl.
|- Probably.
I-I was just thinking, .
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wouldn't it be funny some time to see|each other when it wasn't a blood thing? Not funny ha-ha.
- What're you saying? You want a date?|- No.
- You don't want a date?|- Who said date? I-I-I never said date.
- Right.
You just wanna have coffee.
|- Coffee? - I knew this was gonna happen.
|- What? What do you think is happening? You're 16 years old.
I'm 241.
- I've done the math.
|- You don't know what you want.
Oh, no, I think I do.
|I want out of this conversation.
Listen.
If we date, you and I both know|one thing's gonna lead to another.
One thing already has led to another.
|It's a little late to read me a warning label.
I'm trying to protect you.
|This could get out of control.
Isn't that the way it's supposed to be? This isn't some fairy tale.
When I kiss you, you don't wake up|from a deep sleep and live happily ever after.
No.
When you kiss me, I wanna die.
Buffy! Did you lose weight? And your hair All right, I respect you too|much to be dishonest.
The hair's a little Well, that really isn't the point here.
The Zeta Kappas need|a certain balance at their party.
Richard explained it to me, but I was so busy|"really listening" that I didn't hear much.
Anyway, the deal is they need you to go.
|And if you don't go, I can't.
I'm talking about Richard Anderson, as in|Anderson Farms, Anderson Aeronautics .
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and Anderson Cosmetics.
Well, you see why I have to go? Buffy, these men are rich,|and I am not being shallow.
Think of the poor people|I could help with all my money.
- I'll go.
|- You'll go? Great! I'll drive.
Buffy, it's like|we're sisters with really different hair.
- I pledge my life and my death.
|- I pledge my life and my death.
To the Delta Zeta Kappas|and to Machida whom we serve.
To the Delta Zeta Kappas|and to Machida whom we serve.
On my oath, before my assembled brethren.
On my oath, before my assembled brethren.
I promise to keep our secret|from this day until my death.
I promise to keep our secret|from this day until my death.
In blood I was baptised,|in blood I shall reign, in his name.
In blood I was baptised,|and in blood I shall reign, .
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in his name.
You're now one of us.
- In his name!|- In his name! - Brewski time!|- Party! What's a girl like you|doing in a place like this? - Please, let me go.
|- Let you go? OK, let me think.
Mm, no! God, I love high-school girls.
You're going to the fraternity party?|What made you change your mind? - Angel.
|- He's going with you? - She has a date with Angel! Isn't it exciting?|- I'm elated.
I'm not going with Angel.
I'm going with - Ye gods! Cordelia.
|- Cordelia? Did I sound a little jealous just then?|Cos I'm not really - Cordelia?|- Cordelia's much better for you than Angel.
- What happened with Angel?|- Nothing.
As usual.
- A whole lot of nothing with Angel.
|- Bummer.
I don't understand.
|I mean, he likes you.
More than likes.
- Angel barely says two words to me.
|- Don't you hate that? - When he does, he treats me like I'm a child.
|- That bastard! - At least Tom can cary on a conversation.
|- Yeah! - Tom? Who's Tom?|- The frat guy.
Oh, Buffy, I don't think so.
Frying pan, fire?|You know what I'm sayin'.
Will you be ready if a vampire's behind you? Didn't see you three creeping about.
Um, how did it go last night? I found this.
- E-N-T.
|- I've seen something like that before.
It's broken in two.
I don't know|what the rest might have spelled.
- And there's blood on it.
|- Oh.
I didn't see any.
- Angel showed up.
He could smell it.
|- The blood? There's a guy you wanna party with.
- Blood.
|- In Sunnydale.
What a surprise.
OK, here's what we're gonna do.
|She should make the rounds again.
- We'll see who the bracelet belongs to.
|- Good idea.
She'll patrol, we'll reconvene Uh, hello? "She" is standing right here! - And she's not available.
|- Why not? - This is more important|- I have homework to do.
And my mom's not really feeling well|and she could probably use my help.
And, to be truthful,|I'm not feeling all that well myself.
Sorry.
Of course, if-if you're not well I'll take an early pass this evening|and one later, but for most of the evening You should stay home with your mother.
- Well, say it.
|- I'm not gonna say it.
- You lied to Giles.
|- Cos she will.
Look, I wasn't lying.
|I was just protecting him from information - .
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that he wouldn't be able to digest properly.
|- Like a corn dog.
Like you don't have a sick mother,|but you'd rather go to a party .
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where there's gonna be drinking|and older guys and probably an orgy.
Whoa! Since when do they have orgies?|Why aren't I on the mailing list? - There's no orgies.
|- I heard wild things go on at frat parties.
OK, look, seven days a week|I'm busy saving the world.
Once in a great while I wanna have some fun.
And that's what I'm gonna have.
Fun! This isn't about fun.
This is about duty.
Your duty to help me achieve|permanent prosperity, OK? Dos and don'ts: don't wear black, silk,|chiffon or spandex.
These are my trademarks.
Don't do that weird thing with your hair.
- What weird th|- Don't interrupt.
Do be interested if someone speaks to you.
|It may or may not happen.
But do be polite|and laugh at the appropriate intervals.
Do lie to your mom about where we're going.
|There will be drinking.
Cor, you printing up business cards with|your number, or just goin' with a halter top? Oh, are we feeling a little envious? You could belong to a fraternity of rich|and powerful men in the Bizarro World.
- D'you guys wanna join us?|- Nah.
I gotta digest an' all.
Make-up, make-up.
Well, give it|your all and keep to the shadows.
We're gonna have a blast! I can't believe she lied to Giles.
|My world is all askew.
Buffy's lying? Buffy's going to frat parties? That's not askew, that's cockeyed.
Askew means cockeyed.
Well, there's nothing we can do about it.
|We'll help Giles.
- I'm goin' to the party.
|- What? I've got to keep an eye on Buffy.
|Those frat guys creep me.
You wanna protect her? And prove you're as good as the rich guys? - And maybe catch an orgy?|- If it's on early.
Why do they park|so darn close to you? - Are you ready for this?|- I don't know.
Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
Me, too.
Let's go.
Come on.
- Beaucoup babes!|- Ooh, yeah! You know what's so cool|about college? The diversity.
You've got all the rich people|and all of the other people.
- Richard!|- Welcome, ladies.
Thank you.
- Oh.
Is there alcohol in this?|- Just a smidge.
Come on, Buffy.
It's just a smidge.
- I'll just|- I understand.
At your age,|I wasn't into grown-up things either.
Seen our multimedia room? The one with the cherry-walnut panelling|and the two 48-inch televisions? - No.
Wanna show me?|- What about? Oh, her? She's happiest by herself.
# She walks into the room # All the guys' eyes are upon her - Cheers.
|- # I think she's got her hungry eyes on you # Yeah, you # She said she runs with the wolves # She thinks she runs with the wolves # Bend, and I'll break you # Leave, and I'll take you back again New girl! - Easy, man.
|- Dance! - Easy, man.
|- Come on, sweetheart.
Yeah! - Could I have this dance?|- Come on! # If she bends, then she breaks - Thanks for|- No.
We're not all a bunch of drunken louts.
Some of us are sober louts! I'm really glad that you decided to come.
And you're not.
No.
It's I shouldn't be here.
Because you're seeing someone.
No.
You're not seeing someone? Someone's not seeing me.
So why shouldn't you be here? Because I have obligations.
People that I'm responsible for|or to or with It's complicated.
You're big on responsibility.
I like that.
|But there's such a thing as being too mature.
You should relax|and enjoy yourself once in a while.
You think I'm too mature? I talk too much.
|Have you picked up on that yet? Anyway, the, uh, Hulk is gone, .
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so you don't have to dance with me.
He might come back.
# She hates you,|but then she makes a mistake # Confused and a lot to take Godzilla's attacking downtown Tokyo! Who's this dork? Never seen him before in my life.
We got us a crasher.
So, have either of you seen|a pair of girls here? One's about so high? - Hey, guys.
|- New pledge.
- New pledge.
|- New pledge! New pledge! New pledge! You OK? Yeah.
I was just thinking.
To my Argentinian junk bonds|that just matured into double digits.
To maturity.
What the hell.
I'm tired of being mature.
- Bent.
|- Sent.
Rent.
Uh, Lent.
Dent.
Went.
Kent.
- Kent! That's it!|- Her boyfriend's name was Kent.
No.
Kent Preparatory School.
|Just outside of town.
That's where I've seen these bracelets.
- What are you doing?|- Pulling up their school newsletter .
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to see if there's anything about A missing girl.
Come on, dance, pretty boy! Keep it movin'.
Come on.
Shake it!|Don't break it! Wrap it up and I'll take it! OK, big fun, guys.
Who's next? You are, dollface.
Keep on dancing! All right! Keep it up, yeah! Come on, keep it goin'! Tom? Ooh, sorry.
OK.
Nice bed.
Just need to stop spinning for Get away from her! - I wasn't doing anything.
|- I saw you.
- I was just having a little fun.
|- She's not here for your fun, you pervert.
She's here for the pleasure|of the one we serve.
In his name.
And that goes for the other one, too.
Callie Megan Anderson.
Missing for over a week.
No one's seen her.
|No one knows what happened to her.
This being Sunnydale and all,|I guess we can rule out something good.
- I'm calling Buffy.
|- No! - Why not?|- Because Buffy and her mother Are sick.
You're right.
There's no point|in disturbing them until we know more.
You mean like if there are others? Brittany Oswald, junior at St Michael's,|disappeared a year ago.
So did Kelley Percell, sophomore at Grant.
- A year?|- Almost to the day.
An anniversary or some other event|significant to the killer.
- Killer? We don't know that there's a|- No, but this being Sunnydale and all Gulp.
We need to know|where Buffy found that bracelet.
- We can begin our search there.
|- Good idea.
Call Angel.
He was there when Buffy found it.
|We're gonna need all the help we can get.
- Party's over, jerkwater.
|- Wait.
A friend of mine was here.
You know, in that light, .
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with that wig on an' all, .
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you're still butt ugly! Buffy, where are we? In the basement, as far as I can tell.
- What's happening? What did they do to us?|- They drugged us.
Why? What are they gonna do to us? - I don't know.
|- I wanna go home.
No one's going home.
Ever.
One of them's different than the others.
Nicer.
Tom.
He's the one to watch out for.
- She's last.
|- Last? For what? Who's first? Answer me! Who's first? Three stones.
Three of us.
Buffy Stay calm.
We'll get out of this.
Why did I ever let you|talk me into coming here?! She found the bracelet in the cemetery,|near the south wall.
South wall.
What are you doing? Oh, sorry.
The reflection thing|that you don't have.
Angel, how do you shave? South wall, that's near the college and|the fraternity house! - A fraternity?|- Could they be taking these girls? Let's get out there.
Buffy We don't know that it's concrete.
|Let's not disturb her .
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is there! With Cordelia!|They went to a party at the Zeta Kappa House.
- She lied to me?|- Well Did she have a date? Well Well, why do you think she went to that|party? Because you gave her the brushoff.
And you never let her do anything|except work and patrol.
I know she's the Chosen One,|but you're killing her with pressure.
I mean, she's 16 going on 40! And you! You're gonna live for ever.
|You don't have time for a cup of coffee? OK.
I don't feel better now,|and we've gotta help Buffy.
One day I'll have money, prestige, power.
And on that day, they'll still have more.
- Machida.
|- In his name.
We who serve you, .
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we who receive all that you bestow, .
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call upon you in this holy hour.
This holy hour.
We have no wealth, - .
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no possession, except what you give us.
|- Except what you give us.
We have no power, .
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no place in the world, - .
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except what you give us.
|- Except what you give us.
- What are they, some kind of cult?|- Yeah.
Psycho-cult.
- You've gotta do something.
|- It has been a year since our last offering.
A year in which our bounty overflowed.
We come before you with fresh offerings.
Offerings? He's talking about us? Do you see anyone else chained up in here? Accept our offering, dark lord.
And bless us with your power, - .
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Machida!|- Machida! - What's down there?|- Come forth, .
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and let your terrible countenance look upon|your servants and their humble offering.
We call you, Machida.
In his name, Machida! There's something down there|and he's gonna throw us down there with it! - I don't think so.
|- No? Well, that's good.
That's I don't think we go to it.
I think it comes to us.
Oh, my God! Come on, Buffy! Oh, come on! For he shall rise from the depths|and we shall tremble before him.
He who is the source|of all we inherit and all we possess.
- Machida.
|- Machida.
And if he is pleased with our offerings,|then our fortunes shall increase.
Machida, let our fortunes increase.
And on the tenth day of the tenth month, .
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he shall be enhungered|and we shall feed him.
Feed him?! Oh, no! Looks like everyone's gone.
- Hey.
|- Hey! What are you guys doing here? A bunch of girls are missing.
|The Zeta Kappas may be involved.
And Buffy.
Are you wearing make-up? No.
I think Buffy's still inside somewhere|with Cordelia.
Their car's still here.
- Why are you wearing that?|- I found it in their trash.
I saw them wearing robes.
They went down|to the basement.
I was gonna sneak in.
- They may be involved in a ritual.
|- With the missing girls.
With Buffy! OK, that is the guy you wanna party with.
- Hey, Reptile Boy!|- No woman speaks to him.
You don't want her.
She's all skin and bones.
|Half an hour later you'll be hungry.
I told you to shut up! You speak again, and I'll cut your throat.
Got locked out dumping the trash.
Let me in.
I don't wanna miss the, uh - Come on.
|- You know what.
Where are they? Something's going on upstairs.
Go! Go! Feed, dark lord.
That's for the wig! That's for the bra! Some guy's attacking Buffy with a sword!|Also, there's a big snake! That's for the make-up!|And that's for the last 16½ years! Guys! Buffy! Snake! Basement now! You bitch! I'll serve you to him in pieces.
Tom, you talk too much.
Help! Help! Let her go, Wormy! You did it.
You saved us.
I've never been so happy|to see anyone in my whole You guys, I just .
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hate you guys.
The weirdest things|always happen when you're around.
And you! You're goin' to jail for 15,000 years.
I told one lie.
I had one drink.
Yes.
And you were very nearly|devoured by a giant demon snake.
The words "let that be a lesson"|are a tad redundant at this juncture.
- I'm sorry.
|- So am I.
I I drive you too hard|because I know what you have to face.
From now on,|no more pushing, no more prodding.
Just, um .
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an inordinate amount of nudging.
Come on, come on, hurry! There you go.
Thank you, Jonathan.
Did we forget something? Um .
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cinnamon, chocolate, half-caf, non-fat.
Extra foam! Young men are the only way to go.
Says here that they've all been|sentenced to consecutive life sentences.
"Investigators found the bones of girls|in a cavern beneath the frat house, .
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and older bones dating back 50 years.
" "A number of corporations whose|chairmen are former Delta Zeta Kappas .
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are suffering from|falling profits, IRS raids" Oh, "and suicides in the boardroom.
" Starve a snake, lose a fortune.
|The rich really are different.
Have you heard from Angel? When he got so mad about you being|in danger, and changed into a grrr, .
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it was the most amazing thing I ever saw.
- I mean, how many guys can|- Angel, Angel, Angel.
Does every conversation have to come|round to that freak? Hey, how ya doin'? Buffy.
- Angel.
|- Xander.
I hear this place, uh, serves coffee.
I thought maybe you and I|should get some sometime.
If you want.
Yeah.
Sometime.
I'll let you know.
# If she bends, then she breaks # She loves you,|but then she takes it away
To a telephone, in Hindi.
Now, that's entertainment.
Why is she singing? She's sad because her lover gave her 12 gold|coins.
But the wizard cut open a bag of salt .
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and now the dancing minions have|nowhere to put their big maypole fish thing.
Uh-huh.
- Why is she singing?|- Lover? I thought that was her chiropractor? Because of that thing he did with her feet?|No, that was personal.
And we thought just because we didn't have|any money, this'd be a lacklustre evening.
We could go to the Bronze, sneak in|our own tea bags and ask for hot water.
Hop off the outlaw train,|before you land us in jail.
I, for one, am giddy and up.
|There's a kind of hush all over Sunnydale.
No demons or vampires to slay.
|I'm here with my friends.
So how does the water buffalo fit in again? Callie! Callie.
Where are you going? The party's just gettin' started.
See? Dr Debbi says when a man is speaking,|make serious eye contact and really listen.
And you laugh at everything he says.
- You dreamed about Angel again?|- Third night in a row.
What did he do in the dream? - Stuff.
|- Oh, stuff.
Was it one of those vivid dreams where|you could feel his lips and smell his hair? It had surround sound! - I'm just thinking about him so much lately.
|- You two are so right for each other.
- Except for the, uh|- Vampire thing.
That doesn't make him|a bad person necessarily.
I'm brainsick.
|I can't have a relationship with him! Not during the day,|but you could ask him for coffee some night.
It's the non-relationship drink of choice.
|It's not a date.
It's a caffeinated beverage.
OK, sure, it's hot and bitter,|like a relationship that way, but - What's like a relationship?|- Nothing I have.
Coffee.
There's no comparison between|college men and high-school boys.
- I mean, look at that.
|- So, Cor, you're datin' college guys now? Well, not that it's any of your business,|but I happen to be dating a Delta Zeta Kappa.
Oh, an extraterrestrial.
So that's how you get|a date after you exhausted the human guys.
You'll go to college someday.
I just know your pizza-delivery career|will take you so many exciting places.
Oh! I told Giles I'd meet him|in the library ten minutes ago.
He won't be upset.
|Not much paranormal activity lately.
Just because the paranormal is more|"normal" and less "para" of late, .
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is no excuse for tardiness|or letting your guard down.
- I haven't let my guard down.
|- Really? You yawned your way through|weapons training.
You skipped hand-to-hand.
Are you going to be prepared if a demon|springs up behind you and does this? Well, I'm not a demon.
Which is why you should let go now.
Thank you.
When you live on top of|a a mystical convergence, .
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it's only a matter of time|before a fresh hell breaks loose.
Now is the time you should train|more strictly, hunt and patrol more keenly.
Hone your skills day and night.
And the slice of life that still belongs to me|from 1:00 to 1:05 in the morning.
- Can I do what I want then?|- Think I don't know what it's like to be 16? No.
I think you don't know what it's like|to be 16, and a girl, and the Slayer.
Fair enough.
No, I don't.
Or what it's like to have to stake vampires|while you're having fuzzy feelings for one.
Taking on the undead doesn't|do wonders for your social life.
That's exactly where|being different comes in handy.
Who needs a social life|when you have a hellmouth? Yes! You have a duty, a purpose.
|You have a commitment in life.
- How many people your age can say that?|- We talkin' foreign or domestic? How about none? Here's a hard fact of life:|we all have to do things we don't like.
You have hand-to-hand this afternoon|and patrol tonight, so come straight here .
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and get your homework done,|and don't dawdle with your friends.
And don't think sitting there pouting|is gonna get to me, because it won't.
It's not getting to me.
Boy, what a long day.
- And you skipped three classes.
|- Yeah.
And, of course, they flew by.
Buffy.
Aren't you supposed to be doing|your homework in the library? I'm dawdling with my friends.
Works for me.
- You OK?|- Jeez.
- Cordelia.
|- Hi, Richard.
Nice car.
We're having a get-together|tomorrow night at the house.
It's gonna be a really special evening.
- Excuse me?|- Oh.
I would I would love to go.
So, who's your friend? Her? Oh, she's not my friend.
- She's amazing.
|- She's more like a sister.
We're that close.
Why don't you introduce us? OK.
OK, so tonight, channel 59: Indian TV.
Sex, lies, incomprehensible story lines.
|I'll bring the nuts.
Richard and his fraternity brother|wanna meet you.
I don't wanna meet fraternity boys.
If there was a God,|don't you think he'd keep it that way? We were dawdlin' here! - Hi, sweetheart.
I'm Richard.
And you are?|- So not interested.
- Oh! She's such a little comedienne.
|- What? She likes to play hard to get? No, Richard.
I think|you're playing easy to resist.
Feel free to ignore him.
I do all the time.
I'm Tom Warner.
I'm a senior|at Crestwood College, and I And I just feel like a complete dolt|meeting you this way, so .
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here I stand in all my doltishness.
Right! Like she's gonna fall for that.
- I'm Buffy Summers.
|- Nice to meet you.
- Are you a senior here?|- Junior.
Oh, me too.
Except that|I'm a senior and I'm in college.
So we have that in common.
|And I major in history.
Mm, history stumps me.
I've a hard enough|time remembering what happened last week.
Nothin' happened last week -|don't worry.
I was there.
She's gonna walk away.
Now.
So, uh My friend invited your friend|to a party we're having this weekend.
You know, he's not even really my friend.
I only joined the fraternity because|my father and grandpa were in it before me.
It meant a lot to them.
OK, boots, start a-walkin'.
I talk too much.
They're really|dull parties full of really dull people.
So would you like to come|and save me from a really dull fate? Oh, I wish I could, but - .
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I'm sort of involved.
|- Oh, sure, of course you are.
Well, thanks for letting me ramble.
You know, people underestimate|the value of a good ramble.
Buffy! Oh, I gotta go.
- It was nice to meet you.
|- Oh.
Same here.
I hate these guys.
Whatever|they want just falls into their laps.
- Don't you hate these guys?|- Yeah.
With their charmed lives and movie-star good|looks and more money than you can count I'm hating.
I'm going to attack you.
Word of warning for your own good:|I won't be pulling any punches.
Please don't.
Good.
So, um, you're on patrol.
And, uh, I'll see you in the morning.
There's blood on it.
Hi.
It's nice to Blood? I can smell it.
- It's pretty thin.
Probably belonged to a girl.
|- Probably.
I-I was just thinking, .
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wouldn't it be funny some time to see|each other when it wasn't a blood thing? Not funny ha-ha.
- What're you saying? You want a date?|- No.
- You don't want a date?|- Who said date? I-I-I never said date.
- Right.
You just wanna have coffee.
|- Coffee? - I knew this was gonna happen.
|- What? What do you think is happening? You're 16 years old.
I'm 241.
- I've done the math.
|- You don't know what you want.
Oh, no, I think I do.
|I want out of this conversation.
Listen.
If we date, you and I both know|one thing's gonna lead to another.
One thing already has led to another.
|It's a little late to read me a warning label.
I'm trying to protect you.
|This could get out of control.
Isn't that the way it's supposed to be? This isn't some fairy tale.
When I kiss you, you don't wake up|from a deep sleep and live happily ever after.
No.
When you kiss me, I wanna die.
Buffy! Did you lose weight? And your hair All right, I respect you too|much to be dishonest.
The hair's a little Well, that really isn't the point here.
The Zeta Kappas need|a certain balance at their party.
Richard explained it to me, but I was so busy|"really listening" that I didn't hear much.
Anyway, the deal is they need you to go.
|And if you don't go, I can't.
I'm talking about Richard Anderson, as in|Anderson Farms, Anderson Aeronautics .
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and Anderson Cosmetics.
Well, you see why I have to go? Buffy, these men are rich,|and I am not being shallow.
Think of the poor people|I could help with all my money.
- I'll go.
|- You'll go? Great! I'll drive.
Buffy, it's like|we're sisters with really different hair.
- I pledge my life and my death.
|- I pledge my life and my death.
To the Delta Zeta Kappas|and to Machida whom we serve.
To the Delta Zeta Kappas|and to Machida whom we serve.
On my oath, before my assembled brethren.
On my oath, before my assembled brethren.
I promise to keep our secret|from this day until my death.
I promise to keep our secret|from this day until my death.
In blood I was baptised,|in blood I shall reign, in his name.
In blood I was baptised,|and in blood I shall reign, .
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in his name.
You're now one of us.
- In his name!|- In his name! - Brewski time!|- Party! What's a girl like you|doing in a place like this? - Please, let me go.
|- Let you go? OK, let me think.
Mm, no! God, I love high-school girls.
You're going to the fraternity party?|What made you change your mind? - Angel.
|- He's going with you? - She has a date with Angel! Isn't it exciting?|- I'm elated.
I'm not going with Angel.
I'm going with - Ye gods! Cordelia.
|- Cordelia? Did I sound a little jealous just then?|Cos I'm not really - Cordelia?|- Cordelia's much better for you than Angel.
- What happened with Angel?|- Nothing.
As usual.
- A whole lot of nothing with Angel.
|- Bummer.
I don't understand.
|I mean, he likes you.
More than likes.
- Angel barely says two words to me.
|- Don't you hate that? - When he does, he treats me like I'm a child.
|- That bastard! - At least Tom can cary on a conversation.
|- Yeah! - Tom? Who's Tom?|- The frat guy.
Oh, Buffy, I don't think so.
Frying pan, fire?|You know what I'm sayin'.
Will you be ready if a vampire's behind you? Didn't see you three creeping about.
Um, how did it go last night? I found this.
- E-N-T.
|- I've seen something like that before.
It's broken in two.
I don't know|what the rest might have spelled.
- And there's blood on it.
|- Oh.
I didn't see any.
- Angel showed up.
He could smell it.
|- The blood? There's a guy you wanna party with.
- Blood.
|- In Sunnydale.
What a surprise.
OK, here's what we're gonna do.
|She should make the rounds again.
- We'll see who the bracelet belongs to.
|- Good idea.
She'll patrol, we'll reconvene Uh, hello? "She" is standing right here! - And she's not available.
|- Why not? - This is more important|- I have homework to do.
And my mom's not really feeling well|and she could probably use my help.
And, to be truthful,|I'm not feeling all that well myself.
Sorry.
Of course, if-if you're not well I'll take an early pass this evening|and one later, but for most of the evening You should stay home with your mother.
- Well, say it.
|- I'm not gonna say it.
- You lied to Giles.
|- Cos she will.
Look, I wasn't lying.
|I was just protecting him from information - .
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that he wouldn't be able to digest properly.
|- Like a corn dog.
Like you don't have a sick mother,|but you'd rather go to a party .
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where there's gonna be drinking|and older guys and probably an orgy.
Whoa! Since when do they have orgies?|Why aren't I on the mailing list? - There's no orgies.
|- I heard wild things go on at frat parties.
OK, look, seven days a week|I'm busy saving the world.
Once in a great while I wanna have some fun.
And that's what I'm gonna have.
Fun! This isn't about fun.
This is about duty.
Your duty to help me achieve|permanent prosperity, OK? Dos and don'ts: don't wear black, silk,|chiffon or spandex.
These are my trademarks.
Don't do that weird thing with your hair.
- What weird th|- Don't interrupt.
Do be interested if someone speaks to you.
|It may or may not happen.
But do be polite|and laugh at the appropriate intervals.
Do lie to your mom about where we're going.
|There will be drinking.
Cor, you printing up business cards with|your number, or just goin' with a halter top? Oh, are we feeling a little envious? You could belong to a fraternity of rich|and powerful men in the Bizarro World.
- D'you guys wanna join us?|- Nah.
I gotta digest an' all.
Make-up, make-up.
Well, give it|your all and keep to the shadows.
We're gonna have a blast! I can't believe she lied to Giles.
|My world is all askew.
Buffy's lying? Buffy's going to frat parties? That's not askew, that's cockeyed.
Askew means cockeyed.
Well, there's nothing we can do about it.
|We'll help Giles.
- I'm goin' to the party.
|- What? I've got to keep an eye on Buffy.
|Those frat guys creep me.
You wanna protect her? And prove you're as good as the rich guys? - And maybe catch an orgy?|- If it's on early.
Why do they park|so darn close to you? - Are you ready for this?|- I don't know.
Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
Me, too.
Let's go.
Come on.
- Beaucoup babes!|- Ooh, yeah! You know what's so cool|about college? The diversity.
You've got all the rich people|and all of the other people.
- Richard!|- Welcome, ladies.
Thank you.
- Oh.
Is there alcohol in this?|- Just a smidge.
Come on, Buffy.
It's just a smidge.
- I'll just|- I understand.
At your age,|I wasn't into grown-up things either.
Seen our multimedia room? The one with the cherry-walnut panelling|and the two 48-inch televisions? - No.
Wanna show me?|- What about? Oh, her? She's happiest by herself.
# She walks into the room # All the guys' eyes are upon her - Cheers.
|- # I think she's got her hungry eyes on you # Yeah, you # She said she runs with the wolves # She thinks she runs with the wolves # Bend, and I'll break you # Leave, and I'll take you back again New girl! - Easy, man.
|- Dance! - Easy, man.
|- Come on, sweetheart.
Yeah! - Could I have this dance?|- Come on! # If she bends, then she breaks - Thanks for|- No.
We're not all a bunch of drunken louts.
Some of us are sober louts! I'm really glad that you decided to come.
And you're not.
No.
It's I shouldn't be here.
Because you're seeing someone.
No.
You're not seeing someone? Someone's not seeing me.
So why shouldn't you be here? Because I have obligations.
People that I'm responsible for|or to or with It's complicated.
You're big on responsibility.
I like that.
|But there's such a thing as being too mature.
You should relax|and enjoy yourself once in a while.
You think I'm too mature? I talk too much.
|Have you picked up on that yet? Anyway, the, uh, Hulk is gone, .
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so you don't have to dance with me.
He might come back.
# She hates you,|but then she makes a mistake # Confused and a lot to take Godzilla's attacking downtown Tokyo! Who's this dork? Never seen him before in my life.
We got us a crasher.
So, have either of you seen|a pair of girls here? One's about so high? - Hey, guys.
|- New pledge.
- New pledge.
|- New pledge! New pledge! New pledge! You OK? Yeah.
I was just thinking.
To my Argentinian junk bonds|that just matured into double digits.
To maturity.
What the hell.
I'm tired of being mature.
- Bent.
|- Sent.
Rent.
Uh, Lent.
Dent.
Went.
Kent.
- Kent! That's it!|- Her boyfriend's name was Kent.
No.
Kent Preparatory School.
|Just outside of town.
That's where I've seen these bracelets.
- What are you doing?|- Pulling up their school newsletter .
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to see if there's anything about A missing girl.
Come on, dance, pretty boy! Keep it movin'.
Come on.
Shake it!|Don't break it! Wrap it up and I'll take it! OK, big fun, guys.
Who's next? You are, dollface.
Keep on dancing! All right! Keep it up, yeah! Come on, keep it goin'! Tom? Ooh, sorry.
OK.
Nice bed.
Just need to stop spinning for Get away from her! - I wasn't doing anything.
|- I saw you.
- I was just having a little fun.
|- She's not here for your fun, you pervert.
She's here for the pleasure|of the one we serve.
In his name.
And that goes for the other one, too.
Callie Megan Anderson.
Missing for over a week.
No one's seen her.
|No one knows what happened to her.
This being Sunnydale and all,|I guess we can rule out something good.
- I'm calling Buffy.
|- No! - Why not?|- Because Buffy and her mother Are sick.
You're right.
There's no point|in disturbing them until we know more.
You mean like if there are others? Brittany Oswald, junior at St Michael's,|disappeared a year ago.
So did Kelley Percell, sophomore at Grant.
- A year?|- Almost to the day.
An anniversary or some other event|significant to the killer.
- Killer? We don't know that there's a|- No, but this being Sunnydale and all Gulp.
We need to know|where Buffy found that bracelet.
- We can begin our search there.
|- Good idea.
Call Angel.
He was there when Buffy found it.
|We're gonna need all the help we can get.
- Party's over, jerkwater.
|- Wait.
A friend of mine was here.
You know, in that light, .
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with that wig on an' all, .
.
you're still butt ugly! Buffy, where are we? In the basement, as far as I can tell.
- What's happening? What did they do to us?|- They drugged us.
Why? What are they gonna do to us? - I don't know.
|- I wanna go home.
No one's going home.
Ever.
One of them's different than the others.
Nicer.
Tom.
He's the one to watch out for.
- She's last.
|- Last? For what? Who's first? Answer me! Who's first? Three stones.
Three of us.
Buffy Stay calm.
We'll get out of this.
Why did I ever let you|talk me into coming here?! She found the bracelet in the cemetery,|near the south wall.
South wall.
What are you doing? Oh, sorry.
The reflection thing|that you don't have.
Angel, how do you shave? South wall, that's near the college and|the fraternity house! - A fraternity?|- Could they be taking these girls? Let's get out there.
Buffy We don't know that it's concrete.
|Let's not disturb her .
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is there! With Cordelia!|They went to a party at the Zeta Kappa House.
- She lied to me?|- Well Did she have a date? Well Well, why do you think she went to that|party? Because you gave her the brushoff.
And you never let her do anything|except work and patrol.
I know she's the Chosen One,|but you're killing her with pressure.
I mean, she's 16 going on 40! And you! You're gonna live for ever.
|You don't have time for a cup of coffee? OK.
I don't feel better now,|and we've gotta help Buffy.
One day I'll have money, prestige, power.
And on that day, they'll still have more.
- Machida.
|- In his name.
We who serve you, .
.
we who receive all that you bestow, .
.
call upon you in this holy hour.
This holy hour.
We have no wealth, - .
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no possession, except what you give us.
|- Except what you give us.
We have no power, .
.
no place in the world, - .
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except what you give us.
|- Except what you give us.
- What are they, some kind of cult?|- Yeah.
Psycho-cult.
- You've gotta do something.
|- It has been a year since our last offering.
A year in which our bounty overflowed.
We come before you with fresh offerings.
Offerings? He's talking about us? Do you see anyone else chained up in here? Accept our offering, dark lord.
And bless us with your power, - .
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Machida!|- Machida! - What's down there?|- Come forth, .
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and let your terrible countenance look upon|your servants and their humble offering.
We call you, Machida.
In his name, Machida! There's something down there|and he's gonna throw us down there with it! - I don't think so.
|- No? Well, that's good.
That's I don't think we go to it.
I think it comes to us.
Oh, my God! Come on, Buffy! Oh, come on! For he shall rise from the depths|and we shall tremble before him.
He who is the source|of all we inherit and all we possess.
- Machida.
|- Machida.
And if he is pleased with our offerings,|then our fortunes shall increase.
Machida, let our fortunes increase.
And on the tenth day of the tenth month, .
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he shall be enhungered|and we shall feed him.
Feed him?! Oh, no! Looks like everyone's gone.
- Hey.
|- Hey! What are you guys doing here? A bunch of girls are missing.
|The Zeta Kappas may be involved.
And Buffy.
Are you wearing make-up? No.
I think Buffy's still inside somewhere|with Cordelia.
Their car's still here.
- Why are you wearing that?|- I found it in their trash.
I saw them wearing robes.
They went down|to the basement.
I was gonna sneak in.
- They may be involved in a ritual.
|- With the missing girls.
With Buffy! OK, that is the guy you wanna party with.
- Hey, Reptile Boy!|- No woman speaks to him.
You don't want her.
She's all skin and bones.
|Half an hour later you'll be hungry.
I told you to shut up! You speak again, and I'll cut your throat.
Got locked out dumping the trash.
Let me in.
I don't wanna miss the, uh - Come on.
|- You know what.
Where are they? Something's going on upstairs.
Go! Go! Feed, dark lord.
That's for the wig! That's for the bra! Some guy's attacking Buffy with a sword!|Also, there's a big snake! That's for the make-up!|And that's for the last 16½ years! Guys! Buffy! Snake! Basement now! You bitch! I'll serve you to him in pieces.
Tom, you talk too much.
Help! Help! Let her go, Wormy! You did it.
You saved us.
I've never been so happy|to see anyone in my whole You guys, I just .
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hate you guys.
The weirdest things|always happen when you're around.
And you! You're goin' to jail for 15,000 years.
I told one lie.
I had one drink.
Yes.
And you were very nearly|devoured by a giant demon snake.
The words "let that be a lesson"|are a tad redundant at this juncture.
- I'm sorry.
|- So am I.
I I drive you too hard|because I know what you have to face.
From now on,|no more pushing, no more prodding.
Just, um .
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an inordinate amount of nudging.
Come on, come on, hurry! There you go.
Thank you, Jonathan.
Did we forget something? Um .
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cinnamon, chocolate, half-caf, non-fat.
Extra foam! Young men are the only way to go.
Says here that they've all been|sentenced to consecutive life sentences.
"Investigators found the bones of girls|in a cavern beneath the frat house, .
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and older bones dating back 50 years.
" "A number of corporations whose|chairmen are former Delta Zeta Kappas .
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are suffering from|falling profits, IRS raids" Oh, "and suicides in the boardroom.
" Starve a snake, lose a fortune.
|The rich really are different.
Have you heard from Angel? When he got so mad about you being|in danger, and changed into a grrr, .
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it was the most amazing thing I ever saw.
- I mean, how many guys can|- Angel, Angel, Angel.
Does every conversation have to come|round to that freak? Hey, how ya doin'? Buffy.
- Angel.
|- Xander.
I hear this place, uh, serves coffee.
I thought maybe you and I|should get some sometime.
If you want.
Yeah.
Sometime.
I'll let you know.
# If she bends, then she breaks # She loves you,|but then she takes it away