[about the ghost of James] He's-he's trying to... resolve whatever issues are keeping him in limbo. What exactly those are, I'm not...
Yes. I imagine he does. But when James possesses people, they act out exactly what happened that night. So he's experiencing a form of purgatory instead. I mean, he's doomed to kill his Ms. Newman over and over and over again, and... Forgiveness is impossible.
Good. He doesn't deserve it.
To forgive is an act of compassion, Buffy. It's not done because people deserve it, it's done because they need it.
No. James destroyed the one person he loved the most in a moment of blind passion. And that's not something you forgive. No matter why he did what he did. And no matter if he knows now that it was wrong and selfish and stupid, it is just something he's gonna have to live with.
He can't live with it, Buff. He's dead.
That is wrong. A big fat spanking wrong. It's a slap in the face to every one of us who studied hard and worked long hours to earn our Ds.
Xander, I know you take pride in being the voice of the common wuss, but the truth is, certain people are entitled to special privileges. They're called winners. That's the way the world works.
And what about that nutty "all men are created equal" thing?
Propaganda spouted out by the ugly and less deserving.
I think that was Lincoln.
Disgusting mole and stupid hat.
Actually, it was Jefferson.
Tell me what's in the steam!
CMCoach Marin
After the fall of the Soviet Union, documents came into light detailing experiments with fish DNA in their Olympic swimmers. Tarpon, mako shark... But they couldn't crack it.
And you did... sort of. Why?
CMCoach Marin
What kind of question is that? For the win! To make my team the best they could be! Do you understand we have a shot at the State Championship?
Do you understand that I don't care? It's over. There's not gonna be any Swim Team.
CMCoach Marin
Boy, when they were handing out school spirit, you didn't even stand in line, did you?
No. I was in the line for shred of sanity. (Coach Marin pulls out a gun, aiming at her) Which you obviously skipped.
So, something ripped him open and ate out his insides?
Like an Oreo cookie, well, except for, you know, without the... chocolatey cookie goodness.
...
So we're looking for a beastie.
That, uh, eats humans whole, except for the skin.
This doesn't make any sense.
Yeah, the skin's the best part.
Any demons with high cholesterol? [Giles looks at her] You're gonna think about that later, mister, and you're gonna laugh!
I wouldn't break out the tartar sauce just yet. It's not like you were exposed more than once. Twice?
You, you, you! What about me?! It's one thing to be dating the lame unpopular guy, but it's another to be dating the Creature from the Blue Lagoon.
Black Lagoon! The Creature from the Blue Lagoon was Brooke Shields. And thank you so much for your support!
I think we'd better find the rest of the swim team and lock them up before they get in touch with their inner halibut.
Let's see, I got to take a makeup chem test at 3:00. And then I'm meeting some of the guys for plasma transfusions at 5:00. It's turned into quite the busy afternoon.
The fun never stops with you, does it?
Giles seems pretty confident that the treatments are gonna work.
Well, turning into a creepy-crawly wasn't on my top ten list of thing to do before I turn 20.
I want you to know that you've really proven yourself to me. And you don't have to join the new team next year if you don't want. I'd be just as happy if you played football.
The-the people from animal control have just left. Our creatures have apperently made a-a dash for it. Um, so to speak.
Does that mean we're gonna have to hunt them again?
No, I don't think so. I don't think we'll be seeing them anymore.
Where do you think they'll go?
Are we having a chair shortage?
I didn't read anything about... oh, [slides off Oz's lap] I get it.
These public displays of affection are not acceptable in my school. This isn't an orgy, people. It's a classroom.
Yeah, where they teach lunch.
Just give me a reason to kick you out, Summers. Just give me a reason. [walks away]
How about 'cause you're a tiny impotent Nazi with a bug up his butt the size of an emu?
[flashback]
Me mum says I'm cursed. My seeing things is an affront to the Lord. That only He's supposed to see anything before it happens. But I don't mean to, Father, I swear. I swear. I try to be pure in His sight. I don't want to be an evil thing.
Oh, hush, child. The Lord has a plan for all creatures. Even a devil child like you.
Yes, you're a spawn of Satan, all the Hail Mary's in the world aren't going to help. The Lord will use you and smite you down. He's like that.
Fulfill His plan, child. Be evil. Just give in.
No! I want to be good. I want to be pure.
We all do, at first. World doesn't work that way.
Father, I beg you. Please... please, help me.
Very well. Ten 'Our Fathers' and an act of contrition. Does that sound good?
Yes. Yes, Father, thank you.
The pleasure was mine. Oh, and my child?
[Angelus, Drusilla and some vampires bring the sarcophagus back to show Spike]
It's a big rock. Can't wait to tell my friends, they all don't have a rock this big.
Spike, boy you never did learn your history.
Let's have a lesson then.
Acathla, the demon, came forth to swallow the world. He was killed by a virtuous knight who pierced the demon's heart before he could draw a breath to perform the act. Acathla turned to stone, as demons sometimes do, and was buried where neither man nor :demon would want to look. Unless of course they're puttin' up low-rent housing. [to other vampires] Boys.
[two vampires open the sarcophagus]
He fills my head. I can't hear anything else.
Let me guess, someone pulls out the sword...
...The demon wakes up and wackiness ensues.
He will swallow the world.
And every creature living on this planet will go to hell. My friends, we're about to make history... end.
I've been on the phone with the museum, the artifact in question is missing and the curator has been murdered vampires.
And you're sure this is the tomb of alfalfa.
Acathla, and yes the information provided by Kendra's Watcher seems conclusive.
Okay somebody explain the whole he will suck the world into hell thing because that's the part I'm not loving.
Well the demon universe exists in a dimension separate from our own, and one breath of Acathla will create a vortex a kind of whirlpool that will pull everything on earth into that dimension where any non-demon life will suffer horrible and eternal torment.
So that would be the literal kind of sucked into hell. Neat. Willow I think you should try the curse.
I tend to stand with your friend Xander on this one. Angel should be eliminated.
Oh I'll fight him. I'll kill him if I have to, but if I Don't get there in time or I lose then Willow might be our only hope.
[nervously] But I don't want to be our only hope, I crumble under pressure, lets have another hope.
We have. [pulls out a sword] Blessed by the knight who first slew the demon if all else fails this might stop it. [hesitantly] I think.
Oh ooh may I. [Kendra hands Giles the sword] Thank you. [examining sword] Well its only if all else fails. [to Willow] Uh uh-mm how close are you to figuring out the ritual to the curse.
Oh I need about a day, and an Orb of Thessulah, whatever that is.
Spirit vault for the undead, I've got one. I've been using it as a paperweight.
This means I can't help you study for tomorrow's final.
Oh, I'll wing it. Of course, if we go to Hell by then, I won't have to take 'em... Or maybe I'll be taking them forever.
WWhistler
Bottom line is, even if you see them coming, you're not ready for the big moments. No one asks for their life to change, not really. But it does. So, what are we, helpless? Puppets? Nah. The big moments are gonna come, you can't help that. It's what you do afterwards that count. That's when you find out who you are.
I want to save the world.
You do remember that you're a vampire, right?
We like to talk big. Vampires do. "I'm going to destroy the world." That's just tough guy talk. Strutting around with your friends over a pint of blood. The truth is, I like this world. You've got... dog racing, Manchester United. And you've got people, billions of people walking around like Happy Meals with legs. It's all right here. But then someone comes along with a vision, with a real... passion for destruction. Angel could pull it off. Goodbye, Piccadilly. Farewell, Leicester bloody Square. You know what I'm saying?
