Tara
Hey. I just... B-Buffy didn't come home last night... either, so...
Uh, hey, uh, this is Amy. Amy, Tara. Tara, Amy.
Tara
Fine, I-I'd b-better g-get going. [Tara turns to go]
No, that's fair. I was a rat.
Tara
So, uh, the burger was good, you liked it?
Are you kidding, it was like a meat party in my mouth! ...Okay, now I'm just a kid and even I know that came out wrong.
Tara
I've double-checked everything. There's nothing wrong with you.
Then why can Spike hurt me?
Tara
Well, I-I said that there was nothing wrong with you, but you are different. Shifting you out of, fr-from where you were, funneling your essence back into your body, it altered you on a basic, molecular level, probably just enough to confuse the sensors or whatever in Spike's chip, but it's all just surfacey, physical stuff. It would have anymore effect than a bad sunburn.
I didn't come back wrong?
Tara
No, you're the same Buffy, with a deep, tropical cellular tan.
You must've missed something. Will you check again?
Tara
Buffy, I-I promise. There's nothing wrong with you.
There has to be. This just can't be me. It isn't me. [starting to cry] Why do I feel like this? Why do I let Spike do those things to me?
Tara
You mean hit you?
[Buffy meets Tara's eyes, but only for a moment, then looks away. Tara frowns as the realization dawns on her]
Tara
[awkwardly] Oh. Oh, huh... really.
He's everything I hate. He's everything that, I'm supposed to be against, but the only time that I ever feel anything is when... Don't tell anyone, please.
Tara
I won't.
[crying] Oh, the way they would look at me... I just couldn't...
Tara
I won't tell anyone. I wouldn't do that.
Why can't I stop? Why do I keep letting him in?
Tara
Do you love him? I-It's okay if you do. He's done a lot of good, and, and he does love you. A-and, Buffy, it's okay if you don't. You're going through a really hard time, and you're...
What? Using him? What's okay about that?
Tara
It's not that simple.
It is. It's wrong. I'm wrong. Tell me that I'm wrong, please. [starts sobbing] Please don't forgive me. Please! God, please don't. [sobbing] Please don't forgive me! Please don't!
[She slides off the table onto the floor, kneeling, putting her head in Tara's lap. Tara looks uncertain but puts her hands comfortingly on Buffy's head]
[Spike's attempt to get intimate with Buffy is interrupted by Tara's arrival.]
I had a... muscle cramp. Buffy was, uh, helping.
Tara
A muscle cramp? In your... pants?
It's dangerous, and so is all of us dying.
Will, look I don't wanna gang up on you, but Anya kinda has a point. We brought you back from it once, we're all here. It's one little spell. Whatever happens we can bring you back again.
No, I can't. If I start I.. I might not be able to stop.
And whose fault is that?? You know if you hadn't gotten so much of this in your system in the first place--
Tara
Hey! You're gonna back off. She said no and that's it. You're not gonna make her do something that she doesn't want to. And if you try, you have to go through me first. Understood?
Tara
Do you know something? 'Cause we want you to feel like you can tell us.
Look, we're not accusing you of anything. It's just, you were kind of taking it personal down there.
Oh, okay. So you've all just decided that somehow I'm responsible. Great. Here's me basking in the love.
No, it's just, you know, you're upset 'cause we all want to leave. But now we can't leave. Only thing missing is a cornfield. There-- There isn't a cornfield, is there?
Dawn, it's okay. You know, we're not gonna be mad.
Yeah, only I didn't do anything.
You want me to ask my other self?
Dawn, we're just trying to figure out what's going on.
Figure it out yourself. I'm done being talked to like a kid.
Well, 'cause you know, sometimes we do something that seems like a good idea at the same time, like, say, invoke the power of a musical amulet. And it turns out, you know, not so much.
God! I didn't do anything! I wish I had. I'm glad you're trapped. How else can I get anybody to spend any time with me?
Dawn, if you want us to spend time with you--
I don't. Get out. Get out! Get out! Get out!
I, Anya, promise to cherish you. Yeah, no, not cherish. Um, I promise to have sex with you whenever I want, and uh, uh, pledge to be your friend, your wife, and your confidante, and your sex poodle-
Tara
Uh, "sex poodle"?
You're lesbians, so the hating of men will come in handy. Let's talk about Xander.
Tara
Well, it's-it's really not so much about hating the men.
We're more centered around the girl-on-girl action.
And men really like to watch that kind of stuff, don't they? Men like Xander!
...
[frustrated that Willow and Tara won't wish ill on Xander] What kind of lesbians are you? If you love men so much, go love men!
Tara
Things fall apart, they fall apart so hard.
Tara
You can't ever... put 'em back the way they were...
Tara
I'm sorry, it's just... [sigh] you know it takes time. You can't just... have coffee and expect--
Tara
There's just so much to work through. Trust has to be built again, on both sides... You have to learn if... if we're even the same people we were, if you can fit in each other's lives. It's a long... important process, and... can we just skip it? Can... can you just be kissing me now?