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Bad move, bad move, bad move.
She's only my best friend, you know. No big deal, just...
Only now...
Rack's not partial to the floppy-eared. He has a thing.
I think Willow's in a league of her own now, dabble boy.
She drained the place. Took everything.
I'm doing fine on my own, thanks.
I don't think this is gonna work.
Tomorrow night, we're bringing Buffy back.
It's, like, in ancient Sumerian or something.
- I think I'm gonna be sick. - Again?
Andrew. They're in jail with no clue she's coming.
Whatever we got, grab it fast. This is the first place she'll look for us.
she's probably somewhere right now trying to get it all back.
You varnishing the table with Spike, how could that possibly have hurt?
Anything?
Warren was a cold-blooded killer just warming up.
Don't.
I mean, we're just getting started.
But Willow's part of it now. She is the element.
- He's gonna want something. - I have money.
Yeah, maybe he'll come bust us outta here in Santa's magic sleigh.
And you think this is dumb, don't you?
That's not the something he'll want. He likes little girls.
One down.
It's just... You know she's running out of power, right? I can tell.
A book of protection spells. Anti-magic. Our last resort.
Xander, we don't have time.
- What was that? - We're alive.
Xander's right. We're not leaving Sunnydale.
I can't. I have to keep the spell going on Willow.
- We have to make a run for it. - She's like Dark Phoenix up there.
I care if you live or die, Xander. I'm just not sure which one I want.
Come on. This is a huge deal for me.
No.
So please stop looking at me like it's your first trip to the circus and let them out.
- Spike would have. - Spike's gone.
- OK, any ideas? - Drive faster.
We can take them.
Good on me, then.
- Please... - I'm gonna make you feel it.