Maybe you'll get lucky, and he'll still be there
and he can rip your arms off for you.
Buffy, you can't go back ALONE.

You never train with ME, anymore.
He's going to kick your ass.

Giles!

Sorry,was that a bit honest? Terribly sorry...

So she doesn't go alone--
Giles, weapons all-around.

You're not going, Xander... you'd get hurt.

Oh. Okay, you and Willow go do the superpower thing,
I'll stay behind and putt around the bat cave
with crusty old Alfred, here.

Ah, no, I am no Alfred, sir. There you FORGET---
Alfred had a JOB.

Willow is not going, either. I'm doing it alone.

Great. And then, when you have your new NO ARMS
we can all say, "Gee, it's a good thing we weren't
there gettin' in the WAY o' that."

Right. Maybe we can help in other ways.
Ya want some new fightin' pants, Buff?
I can get ya some new fightin' pants.

You guys, this isn't helping.

Wow, we're already gettin' in the way.
We're pretty good at this, Xander, huh?

Right, I'm so good at it, you might have to ship me
off to the army to get me out of the way.

The army?
You didn't know I knew about that, did ya?
You two talkin' about me behind my back.

US talking about YOU?
How about you telling RILEY every last detail of my life with ANGEL?

Besides, WHEN is there any "us two"?
YOU two are the two who're the TWO...
I'm.... the other one.

Uh-huh... but maybe that all changes
when I'm doing situps over at Fort Dix.

Fort Dix? heeheheheheh....

Are you DRUNK?

Yes, quite a bit, actually.

This is stupid.
Stupid. So you finally have the guts to say it to my face.

I didn't SAY YOU were stupid... so...
stop being an IDIOT and let me FIX this.
Okay, I need you. I need BOTH of you, all the TIME.
Just, NOT NOW. Adam is very DANGEROUS.

Wait, how do you need me, really?
Well... you're good with the computer stuff....
usually...
And there's the witch stuff...
Witch stuff? What EXACTLY do you mean by WITCH STUFF?

You guys, what is happening? This is CRAZY...
Oh, no it's not.
It's all finally making perfect sense.
And I'm not going to miss a moment of it. *THUD*

You... think this'll go on for a while?

Hard to say...

Nice bathroom...

Like the tile...

And if I DID join the army, I'd be great.
You know WHY?
Because they might give me a job
that couldn't be done by any
well-trained border collie.
That's it. I'm going to bed.
(Giles stomps off up the stairs,
tossing his shirt back down
on Xander's head...)

I'm sure you'd be wonderful in the army.
Hey, do you think the umbilical
cord between you and Anya
could stretch THAT FAR?

I knew it! I KNEW you hated her!

Look, I'm not the one being judgemental, here.
I'll leave that territory to you and Buffy.

Judgemental?
If I was any more OPEN-MINDED about the choices you two make,
my whole BRAIN would fall out.

Oh, and SUPERIOR. Don't forget THAT.
Just because you're BETTER than us,
doesn't mean you can be all SUPERIOR.
You guys, stop this.
What HAPPENED to you, today?

It's not TODAY. Buffy,
things have been wrong for a WHILE,
don't you see that?

What do you MEAN, wrong?

Well, they certainly haven't been RIGHT, since TARA.
We have to face it---
you can't handle Tara being my GIRLFRIEND.

NOOOO--- it was bad BEFORE that---
When you two went off to college and forgot about me--
Just left me in the basement to--
--TARA'S your GIRLFRIEND?!?!?

(Giles, echoing back from upstairs...)
Bloody HELL!

Enough. All I know is, you want to help, right?
Be part of the team?
NO. No, you said you wanted to go... so let's go...
ALL of us.
We'll walk into that cave with you two ATTACKING me,
and the FUNNY DRUNK drooling on my shoe.
Hey, maybe that's the secret way to killing Adam!

Buffy...

Is that it? Is that how you can help?
You're not ANSWERING me...
HOW can you POSSIBLY HELP?