Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1996–2003): Season 4, Episode 10 - Hush - full transcript

So this is what it is.
Talking about communication.

Talking about language.
Not the same thing.

It's about inspiration,

not the idea, but the moment
before the idea,

when it's total.

When it blossoms in your mind
and connects to everything.

It's about the thoughts
and experiences

that we don't have a word for.

A demonstration.

Buffy summers.

Come on down
to the front here.



A typical college girl,
one assumes.

Lie down on my desk.

What?

Go ahead.
You're perfectly safe.

Riley, if you could oblige.

A demonstration, right?

Be a good boy.

This feels very strange.

Don't worry. If I kiss you,
it'll make the sun go down.

See?

Fortune favors the brave.

Do you hear that?

♪ Can't even shout,
can't even cry ♪

♪ The gentlemen are coming by ♪



♪ Looking in windows,
knocking on doors ♪

♪ They need to take 7,
and they might take yours ♪

♪ Can't call to mom ♪

♪ Can't say a word ♪

♪ You're gonna die a-screaming,
but you won't be heard ♪♪

So I'll see you all on Monday
for a final review session.

Man, that was
an exciting class, huh?

Oh, yeah. Wow.

And the last 20 minutes,
it was a revelation.

Just laid out everything we
need to know for the final.

I'd hate to have
missed that.

Just tell me I didn't snore.

Very discreet.
Minimal drool.

Oh, yay.

So, were you dreaming?

Yeah. And it was
kind of intense.

Intense. Really? 'Cause
you seemed so peaceful.

Of course, it was only
for a moment.

Right. Hey, you guys
headed over toward Judd?

Uh, student center.

Oh, great. So, this dream...

You know, you guys go.
I'm gonna do the thing.

So I'll see you
after Wicca group.

Okay. Bye.

Bye.

So tell me about your dream.

As a psych major,
I'm qualified to go, "hmm."

I don't really
remember it.

Well, did I appear at all
in this dream?

There might've been a cameo.

Is that right?

Maybe more like
a featured role.

Romantic lead?

I am not saying
a word.

So what have you got
going on tonight?

Oh, patrolling.

Patrolling?

Uh, petroleum.

Petroleum?

Uh-huh.

Tonight you have crude oil?

And homework.

What about you?

Oh, you know,
grading papers.

Ahh, that'll be fun.

Not petroleum fun,
but it passes the time.

So, I, uh...

Yeah.

I guess I won't
see you until...

Yeah.

What papers?

Papers?

Uh, grading what papers?

We only have the final.

Oh, yeah. No, i... late... late
papers I gotta look at.

Oh, okay.

Neat.

So, uh...

Class.

I'll see you then.

Yeah.

Fortune favors the brave.

Can't even shout,
can't even cry.

The gentlemen are coming by.

It sounds vaguely familiar.

You sure it's nothing you heard
when you were a child?

All right. Nothing else?

Well, it could definitely be
one of your prophetic dreams,

or it could just be the eternal
mystery that is your brain.

I'll check it out,

and I'll let you know
if I find something.

All right, bye-bye.

Have you heard of a group
called the gentlemen?

Group of what?

The gentlemen.

Don't know.

You certain?

No. We're out of weetabix.

We are out of weetabix because
you ate it all again.

Get some more.

I thought vampires
were supposed to eat blood.

Yeah, well, sometimes I like to
crumble up the weetabix in the blood.

Gives it a little texture.

Since the picture
you just painted

means that I will never touch
food of any kind again,

you'll just have
to pick it up yourself.

Sissy.

I don't get where this
is coming from.

Well, what am I
supposed to think?

Well, how could say
I'm using you?

You don't care about
what I think.

You don't ask
about my day.

You really did turn into
a real girl, didn't you?

See? You make jokes
during my pain.

You don't care
about me at all.

I care about you.

How much?

What do I mean to you?

I...

We, you know, we spend...

We'll talk about it
later.

Well, I think we should
talk about it now.

Thank you for knocking.

If you don't know
how I feel about...

I don't. This isn't
a relationship.

You don't need me.

All you care about
is lots of orgasms.

Okay, remember how we talked
about private conversations?

How they're less private when
they're in front of my friends?

We're not your friends.
Go on.

Please don't.

This is important.

Yes, but why is it here?

Mom said you wanted me
to swing by.

Oh, well, yes.
I meant after sunset.

Um, I need you to take
spike for a few days.

What? What? What?

I'm not staying with him.

I have a friend
who's coming to town,

and I'd like us
to be alone.

Oh, you mean
an orgasm friend?

Yes, that's exactly the most
appalling thing you could've said.

He's not roaming around.

If he stays with me,
he's gonna get tied up again.

What about us,
our romantic evening?

I'm not having
these two shag

while I'm tied to a chair
3 feet away.

So you're blowing off our evening
because you don't care about me.

We come together,
daughters of gaia,

sisters to the moon.

We walk with the darkness,

the wolf at our side,

through the waterfall of power,

to the blackest heart
of eternity.

I think we should have
a bake sale.

I don't know.

You guys like
a bake sale, right?

I mean, we need money
for the dance recital,

and you know I do
an empowering lemon Bundt.

The most important thing
is the gaia newsletter.

We need to get the message of
blessing out to the sisters.

Also, who left
their scented candles

dripping all over
my woman-power shrine?

Well, this is good.
This is all fun.

Yeah, but there's
also other stuff

that we might show
an interest in

as a Wicca group.

Like what?

Well, there's
the wacky notion of spells.

You know, conjuring,
transmutation.

Oh, yeah. Then we could
all get on our broomsticks

and fly around
on our broomsticks.

You know, certain stereotypes
are not very empowering.

I think that...

One person's energy
can suck the power

from an entire circle.
No offense.

Well, maybe
we could...

Yeah? Tara? Guys, quiet.
Do you have a suggestion?

Okay. Let's talk about
the theme for the bacchanal.

So not stellar, huh?

Talk. All talk.
Blah, blah, gaia.

Blah, blah, moon.

Menstrual life force
power thingy.

You know, after
a couple sessions,

I was hoping we would get
into something real, but...

No actual witches
in your witch group.

No. Bunch of
wannablessedbes.

You know, nowadays,

every girl with a henna
tattoo and a spice rack

thinks she's a sister
of the dark ones.

I'm sorry it was a bust.

I know you were looking to go
further in that department.

I'd just like to float something
bigger than a pencil someday.

Hey, how's with
you and Riley?

You two seemed pretty
snugly after class.

Talk.
All talk.

Do I have to tie
you two together?

We almost, but...

Well, get with it. I need
my vicarious smoochies.

I don't know.

I get nervous and I start
babbling and he starts babbling,

and it's a babble fest.

Plus, every time we talk,
I have to lie.

The slayer thing comes up
one way or another.

I wish I could
just come clean.

Well, you can't.

Yeah, I know I can't.

But it bugs me this time.

This is the burden
we bear, brother.

We have a gig that would
inevitably cause any girl living

to think we are
cool upon cool.

Yet we must Clark Kent our way
through the dating scene,

never to use
our unfair advantage.

Thank god we're pretty.

But it's just...
Buffy's special.

You think she's special?

Wow, first 486 times you
told me, it didn't register,

but now I see that
you think she's special.

See? You're naturally inclined
to talk too much.

I don't have that.

Then get with the kissing.

Riley Finn.

Initiative vocal code
match complete.

I don't see why
I have to be tied up.

It's just while I'm sleeping.

Like I'd bite you,
anyway.

Oh, you would.

Not bloody likely.

I happen to be
very biteable, pal.

I'm moist and delicious.

All right, yeah, fine.
You're a nummy treat.

And don't you forget it.

Xander,
don't you care about me?

Shut up.

We never talk.

Shut up.

Xan-der.
Shut up!

"They need to take 7"...

Take 7 what?

Olivia.

Sorry I'm so late.
The flight was a horror.

Oh, no. Bad weather?

Baseball movie.

Oh. I'm so sorry.

Yeah. That's enough small talk,
don't you think?

Retinal scan accepted.

Vocal code not accepted.

Please state your name
for vocal identification.

Vocal code not accepted.

Unauthorized beings
will be considered hostile.

Please commence vocal identification
in the next 20 seconds

to avoid countermeasures.

Override code incorrect.

Lethal countermeasures
engaged.

Breaking news item from
sunnydale, California...

Apparently the entire town
has been quarantined

due to an epidemic of... as strange
as this may sound... laryngitis.

It seems the town has been
rendered unable to speak.

There's no word yet
what might have caused this

or what other effects might
be seen from this epidemic.

Local authorities have
issued a statement...

A written statement,
I should say...

Blaming recent
flu vaccinations.

A few skeptics
call it a citywide hoax.

In the meanwhile, sunnydale
has effectively shut down.

All schools and businesses will
be closed for the time being.

And residents are advised
to stay home and rest up.

The centers for disease control have
ordered the entire town quarantined.

No one can go in or out until
the syndrome is identified

or the symptoms disappear.

We'll bring you more on that
as it develops.

Because there will be chaos.

You will help keep order.
Dress as civilians.

A military presence
would only increase panic.

We are looking into it.
Go. Help maintain order.

We will find an answer.

Aaaaaahhhhh!!

You were there
looking for me?

I thought m-m-maybe
we could do a spell,

make people talk again.

I-I'd seen you
in the... the group,

the w-Wicca group.

You were... you were
different than them.

I mean, they didn't
seem to know...

What they were
talking about?

I think if they
saw a witch,

they would, um, run
the other way.

How long have you
been practicing?

Always. I mean,
since I was little.

My mom used to.
She, um...

Had a lot of power,
like you.

Oh, I'm not... i don't have
much in the way of power.

Really. I mean, most of my
potions come out... Soup.

Besides, spells going awry,
friends in danger.

I'm definitely
nothing special.

No, you are.

So, would you say this was,
um, your best visit ever?

All the time you used to talk to me about
witchcraft and darkness and the like...

I just thought you were
being pretentious.

Oh, I was.

I was also right.

So everything
you told me was true?

Well, no.

I wasn't actually one of the original
members of pink Floyd, but...

About the
monster stuff, yes.

Scary.

Too scary?

I don't know.

Hi.

Hi.

Well...

I guess we have to talk.

I guess we do.

Grr! Arrgh!