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Then I guess you're right. And you did kill your sister.
- Dawn's blood. - Yes.
This was when I quit, Will.
Is this what the poets go on about? This?
Slayer's gonna be all right, won't she?
Thanks.
This is reality. Stop trying to infect me with your...
Well, I may know a fella, you know, who knows a fella in China. He might...
Ushering in the long and bloody reign of the great...
- I just wanted it over. - If Glory wins, then Dawn dies.
I'm making it easy. It's you or the girl.
Mom, can I take care of her?
- Death is my gift? - Wait. Death is her what?
- You talk funny. - Yes.
Buffy, come on. It's your brain. Just tell me.
That's a sure way to get yourselves killed. I hear she's awfully unpleasant.
You're about to.
Off we go, then. Meet back at the shop?
Everyone's drinking, smoking, shooting up, shooting each other,
Good, panic. That oughta help.
- You good to go? - Don't worry about me.
I'm above it. I'm...
Two entirely separate entities sharing one body.
Once the blood is shed at a certain time and place,
Glory. Oh, God.
- Well, when did all this happen? - Not one hour ago.
But you know we need you. You have to come out.
I don't think a doctor's what Buffy needs right now.
Ben, this is really not a good time.
It's really not that complicated.
What are you doing here?
Some sort of spell. You've been hanging with the Wicca, you could've...
Take a human life with your own hands?
You're gonna pay more attention to her and forget all about me.
Goodbye.
You know those pesky feelings I've been having? Guilt, empathy?