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W: I, alright, okay, uh... 'In the few hours that we had together, we loved a lifetime's worth.' X: Terminator. W: Good! Great. X: Um, oh, okay, I got one. 'It's a mad house! A mad...' W: Planet of the Apes. X: Can I finish, please? W: Oh! Sorry, go ahead. X: '...house!' W: Planet of the Apes. Okay, good. Me. Uh... X: Well? W: I'm thinking. 'Use to Force, Luke.' X: I just gotta say that this has been the most boring summer ever. W: Yeah, but on the plus side no monsters or stuff. X: Well, okay, there might be some interest. I'm a man. I have certain desires, certain needs. W: Uhhh! I don't wanna know. X: I got a movie for ya! [pokes his ice cream cone against her nose] W: Xander! X: You're Amish! You can't fight back... 'cause you're Amish! I mock you with my ice cream cone, Amish guy! W: Witness. My nose is cold. X: Let me get that for ya. [leans in as to lick her nose] W: Xander! X: I'm sorry, I can't help myself. Your nose looks so tasty. [the legendary 'almost kiss' ensues] W: Cibo Matto? They're playing? X: No, Willow, they're gonna be clog dancing. W: Cibo Matto can clog dance? Oh, sarcasm, right. X: So, we dig up some graves tonight? W: Oh, boy! A field trip! X: So, we're set then. Say, nine-ish? BYO shovel? W: And I'll pack some food. Who else likes those little powdered doughnuts? X: Well, Sheila's definitely intense. That guy with her? That's the guy she *can* bring home to mother. W: She was already in fifth grade. Once I was lookout for her. X: You're bad to the bone. W: I'm a rebel. X: Uh, that's Rodney Munson. He's God's gift to the bell curve. What he lacks in smarts he makes up in lack of smarts. W: You just don't like him 'cause of that time he beat you up everyday for five years. W: On the other hand, maybe Rodney just stepped out for a smoke. X: For twenty-one hours? W: It's addictive, you know. X: Hm. And we thought just because we didn't have any money or anyplace to go this would be a lackluster evening. W: I know! We could go to the Bronze and sneak in our own tea bags and ask for hot water. X: Hop off the outlaw train, Will, before you land us all in jail. X: I these guys. Whatever they want just falls into their laps. Don't you these guys? W: Yeah, with their charmed lives and their movie star good looks and more money than you can count? I'm hating. W: Sore thumbs. Do they stick out? I mean, have you ever seen a thumb and gone, 'Wow! That baby is sore!' X: You have too many thoughts. X: Are you probably noticing a theme here? W: As in 'Vampires yay!'? X: Angel was in your bedroom? W: Ours is a love. W: You didn't check to see which seminar I was assigned to, did you? X: I did, and you weren't. W: I wasn't what? X: On the list. W: But I handed in my test! I used a number two pencil! W: Goodie! Research party! X: Will, you need a life in the worst way. W: Ted's got no criminal record! Damn! This guy's like citizen of the year! X: Don't sweat it. It'll be fine. W: Don't sweat it? X: Yeah, cute buddy! We'll work it out! [ruffles her hair] No worries! [Willow breaks off part of Xander's cookie and examines it] X: Willow, you are the best human ever! I adore you! [Willow gives him a wide smile] X: Well, that's the cookies talkin', but you rock! X: ...which is another secret to conscientious egg care. Pot of scalding water and about eight minutes. W: You boiled your young? W: Did I really hit you? X: You knocked me out. W: No, Xander's right! My God, you people are all... Well, I'm upset, and I can't think of a mean word right now, but that's what you are, and we're going to the factory! X: Yeah! X: Willow, come on! W: I knew it! I knew it! Well, not 'knew it' in the sense of having the slightest idea, but I knew there was something I didn't know. You two were fighting way too much. It's not natural! X: I know it's weird... W: Weird? It's against all laws of God and Man! It's Cordelia! Remember? The, the 'We Cordelia' club, of which you are the treasurer. X: Look, I was gonna tell you. W: Gee, what stopped you? Could it be shame? X: All right, let's overreact, shall we? W: But I'm... X: Willow, we were just kissing. It doesn't mean that much. W: No. It just means that you'd rather be with someone you than be with me. W: Let's get this straight. I don't understand it, I don't wanna understand it, you have gross emotional problems, and things are not okay between us. But what's happening right now is more important than that. X: Okay. W: Sorry. I wanted to surprise you. X: Good job! High marks. W: Don't be so jumpy. I've been in your bed before. X: Yeah, but Will, we were both in footy pajamas. X: I-I don't wanna use force. W: Mmm. Force is okay. X: Well, good morning, ladies. And what did you two do last night? W: We had kind of a 'pajama party sleepover with weapons' thing. W: Oh, yeah, I'm good at medical stuff since Xander and I used to play doctor all the time. X: No, she's being literal. She used to have all these medical volumes, uh, and diagnosed me with stuff. I didn't have the heart to tell her she was playing it wrong. W: Wrong? Why? How did *you* play doctor?  |
