Willow
This is a nightmare. This is... my world is spinning.
It's not that bad, Willow, really.
Willow
740? Verbal? I'm-I'm pathetic! Illiterate! I'm Cletus the Slack-Jawed Yokel.
That's right. And the fact that your 740 verbal closely resembles my combined scores in no way compromises your position as the village idiot.
Willow
I just... where did I go wrong?
You did amazing, Willow. As usual.
Cordelia! Willow is very sad about her academic failure. How did you do? This is not good.
Well, I'm just worried it may hurt my standing as campus stud when people find out I'm dating a brain.
Please. I have some experience in covering these things up.
Well, I can see why you'd be upset. That was my sarcastic voice.
You know, it sounds a lot like your regular voice.
I've been told that. But we should celebrate, do something.
A double date! It could have potential.
Willow
Buffy! Hey, did you get your S.A.T. Scores?
By the look on your face, I'm guessing you and I are going to be manning the drive-through window side by side.
They're just test scores, right? What do they really mean, anyway?
Willow
1430! Buffy, you kicked ass! Okay, so academic achievement gets me a little excited.
Yeah. With scores like that, you can apply pretty much anywhere you want.
Willow
Buffy, this could, like, change your whole future.
The though had occurred to me.
I don't know. I guess... my future. I never really thought about it. I wasn't even sure I was going to have one.
Well, I think this is great. Now you can leave and never come back! Well, I mean that in a possible way. Get out of Sunnydale. That's a good thing. What kind of moron would ever want to come back here?
No luck reaching Cordelia?
I've left a few messages. Sixty, seventy... but you know what really bugs me? [to Willow] OK, we kissed. It was a mistake. But I know that was positively the last time we were ever gonna kiss.
Willow
Darn tootin'!
And they burst in, rescuing us, without even knocking? I mean, this is really all their fault.
Your logic does not resemble our Earth logic.
Mine is much more advanced.
[choking and grunting] Nnrrf! Nnrrf!
Willow
Oh, God. Demon, demon. What kills a demon?!
[choking and grunting] Nnrrf! Nnrrf!
Willow
Oh, nerf. Not nerf. Knife!
Okay. That was too close for comfort. Not that slaying's ever comfy, but, you know what I mean? [sighs] If you guys hadn't been here to help...
Willow
But we were. And we did. And-and we're all fine. [sighs] Isn't he gonna go poof?
Um, I guess these guys don't. We'll have to bury him or something. [groans] Makes you appreciate vamps though. No fuss, no muss.
So how come Faith was a no-show? I thought mucus-y demons were her favorites.
Couldn't reach her. Again. She hasn't been hanging out much.
A little bit. Slaying's a rough gig. Too much alone time isn't healthy. Stuff gets pent up.
Willow
We should try to do more socializing with her.
Well, burial detail aside, does this cap us off for the day?
I cannot stress enough how much I don't have plans.
No luck reaching Cordelia?
I've left a few messages. 60. 70. But you know what really bugs me? [to Willow] Okay, we kissed. It was a mistake. But I know that was positively the last time we were ever gonna kiss.
Willow
Darn tootin'!
And they burst in, rescuing us, without even knocking? I mean, this is really all their fault.
Your logic does not resemble our Earth logic.
Mine is much more advanced.
Willow
At least tomorrow's Monday, another school day.
Well. that's good. You know, focus on school. That's the strong Willow way to heal.
Willow
Actually, I was more thinking Oz will be there, and I can beg for forgiveness.
Willow
I-I wanna be strong Willow. But then I think I may never get to be close to Oz again, and it's like all the air just goes out of the room.
Right. I mean, you went through it with Angel, and you're still standing. So tell us, wise one, how do you deal?
So, you doing anything special?
Tree, nog, roast beast. Just me and Mom, and hopefully an excess of gifts. [to Willow] What are you doing for Christmas?
Willow
Being Jewish. Remember, people? Not everyone worships Santa.
You ever have that dream where you're in a play and it's the middle of the play and you really don't know your lines? And you kinda don't know the plot?
Willow
Well, we're alone, and, we're together. I-I just wanted it to be special.
Willow
Well, y'know, we're alone ... and ... we're both ... mature younger people, and-and so ... w-we could ... I-I'm ready to ... w-with you ... [whispers] we could do that thing.
Willow
Where are you going?
No, not going, just uh ... dramatic gesture. That's-that's pretty special.
Willow
[also stands up] Oz, I-I wanna be with you. First.
I think we should sit down again.
[They sit.]
Willow
Oz? I-I'm ready.
Okay, well, don't take this the wrong way, but ... I'm not.
Willow
Are you scared? 'Cause I thought you had-
No, I-I have. But, this is different. I mean, you look great, y'know, and you got the Barry workin' for ya, and-and it's all ... good. But when it happens I want it to be because we both need it to, for the same reason. You don't have to prove anything to me.
Willow
I just wanted you to know.
I know. I get the message.
[They kiss]
RMrs. Rosenberg
You're upset, I hear you ...
Willow
No, Ma, hear this! I'm a rebel! I'm having a rebellion!
RMrs. Rosenberg
Oh, Willow, honey, you don't need to act out like this to prove your specialness!
Willow
Mom, I'm not acting out, I'm a witch! I can make pencils float! And I can summon the four elements! Okay, two, but four soon. And I'm dating a musician!
RMrs. Rosenberg
Oh, Willow.
Willow
I worship Beelzebub. I do his biddings! Do you see any goats around? No! 'Cause I sacrificed them!
RMrs. Rosenberg
Willow, please...
Willow
All bow before Satan!
RMrs. Rosenberg
I'm not listening to this.
Willow
Prince of Night, I summon you! Come fill me with your black, naughty evil!
Your mom doesn't mind us doing this in the house?
Willow
She doesn't know.
Willow
Yeah, sort of. She's doing that selective memory thing your mom used to be so good at.
Willow
No. She remembered the part where I said I was dating a musician. Oz has to come for dinner next week. So, that's sort of like taking an interest.
Okay, should we try this again?
Willow
Let's do it. I think we got the mix of herbs right this time.
Willow
Diana, Hecate, I hereby license thee to depart. Goddess of creatures great and small, I conjure thee to withdraw.
[Silence.]
Maybe we should get her one of those wheel thingies.
[The gang are discussing who should approach Faith.]
She was fighting those apocalypse demon things and I helped out... gave her a ride home.
Then why would you... oh!
Willow
I don't need to say "oh", I got it before. They slept together.
You know how some people hate to say I told you so? Not me. I told you so. Angel's back in the really bad sense, and um, I told you so.
Angelus has turned? Xander, this is terribly serious. Are you sure?
Gee, let me think. Kind of hard to tell. Last thing I remember was his fist.
We must contact Giles immediately.
Good thinking. Let's waste time with a lively debate. Leave Buffy alone, and see how dead she gets.
Slow down, Xander. This isn't Wesley's fault.
Actually, it is. Faith was your responsibility. Guess who's Angel's new playmate?
Willow
Faith and Angel? Together?
Imagine the possibilities.
Give me the speech again, please. "Faith, we're still your friends. We can help you. It's not too late."
Willow
It's way too late. You know, it didn't have to be this way. But you made your choice. I know you had a tough life. I know that some people think you had a lot of bad breaks. Well, boo hoo! Poor you! You know, you had a lot more in your life than some people. I mean, you had friends in your life like Buffy. Now you have no one. You were a slayer and now you're nothing. You're just a big, selfish, worthless waste.
[Faith knocks Willow to the ground.]
You hurt me, I hurt you. I'm just a little more efficient.
Willow
[stands up] Aw, and here I just thought you didn't have a comeback.
I can't let you stay because of me.
Willow
Actually, this isn't about you. Although I'm fond, don't get me wrong, of you. The other night, you know, being captured and all, facing off with Faith, things just kinda got clear. I mean, you've been fighting evil here for three years, and I've helped some, and now we're supposed to decide what we want to do with our lives. And I just realized that's what I want to do. Fight evil, help people. I mean, I-I think it's worth doing. And I don't think you do it because you have to. It's a good fight, Buffy, and I want in.
Willow
And, besides, I have a shot at being a bad-ass Wicca, and what better place to learn?
I feel the need for more sugar than the human body can handle.
Willow
Mochas?
Yes please! [the two get up and walk away] It's weird. You look at something and you think you know exactly what you're seeing, and then you find out it's something else entirely.
Willow
Neat, huh?
[After Willow and Harmony have signed each other's yearbooks.]
Willow
I'm going to miss her.
Willow
Yes, with a fiery vengeance. She picked on me for ten years. Vacuous tramp... It's like a sickness, Buffy. I'm missing everything. I miss P.E.!