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SO, PEACHY WITH A SIDE OF KEEN, THAT WOULD BE ME.

I don't know. It seems smaller.

Always been here.

You were the single most hard core vengeance demon and everybody knew it.

It's in the walls.

Or to lock me in some mystical dungeon for all eternity, or... with the torture.

Busy making out with your dead boyfriend while I was ripped to death by a werewolf?

Let's start with...

- We have to leave. - You're not wrong.

Unfortunately, it was the last... (wheezing) thing you'll ever do.

(man) Too late. But then, you're always too late, aren't you?

Power. He's got it, he's going to use it. You don't have it, so...

Kit, give me your bag.

But there's this look that they get.

(deep breathing)

Oh, my name will be on everyone's lips. Assuming their lips haven't been torn off.

- More than flesh. - More than blood.

- Who's got it. Who knows how to use it. - (growling)

- Dawn? - Buffy, where are you?

Favourite activities include not ever having to do this again, and...

I also have a sister.

You're gonna be OK. School's intense, but you'll do all right if you're careful.

Oh, right... of course!

You know, but there were factors.

She's exactly where I want her to be.

Tried to do what's right.

I'm very allergic.

- Sorry. - It's all right. I think she was just...

End-of-the-world worse. Willow's going to destroy it.

Which I'm not even really sure what that is.