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She's really dead. And I killed her.

- Ready? - Yeah.

and I'd feel like my head was gonna explode.

- It's just tea. - (Buffy laughs)

He didn't bring 'em out there to meditate.

She hardly ever even met Tara.

He really didn't know what he'd done. It wasn't in his control.

Shut up! You do not get to say her name.

Is this actually a flower shop, or is this one of those things

- Ask Kennedy, she was there. - I don't know. I'm not sure.

- Oh, I feel him. I feel him. - Me too.

I'm being punished.

We actually met when I was a freshman.

Willow, I don't think you did anything wrong.

Um, OK, here's the thing. Hi.

No, guys, it's me. (Warren's voice) I'm me. I'm Willow. Guys, come on.

She says she wants you to meditate extra hard for her and bring her back some s'mores.

To get you to stay.

There's gotta be a reason why the chip is going all wonky.

It took me a long time to really see myself.

I think you should... know...

- I was never sick. - Oh, you are so busted.

But try not to get in the way.

You tricked me.

- I thought you were gonna try it. - I did. It didn't work.

Willow always had the power, long before she knew what to do with it.

I can't hold on. He's winning.

It's like a bloody war zone up there, and not in a good way.

Long before she went out and found herself a big old potential-slayer bodyguard, OK?

I wanted to come find you and tell you that I was here working on things with these guys.

I know who you are now. I know what you made me do. Your promises of happy fields

Supposed to get a call when the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen comes in.

- I'm not the First. - You made me do things I can't take back.

They just care about cute, sweet Willow.

I'm sorry, I'm kind of having a hard time with the whole guy event thing.

You, uh... better not hog the covers.

Think very hard.