Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1996–2003): Season 4, Episode 12 - A New Man - full transcript

Previously on “Buffy the Vampire Slayer“:

- How long have you been practising?
- Since I was little.

Agent Finn is in charge of this operation.
I'm counting on you, Riley.

I can't bite anything. I can't even hit people.

No pain.

I can hurt a demon!

You really have a lot to learn
about women, Riley.

You're gonna teach me.

- What are you?
- I'm the Slayer.

Not expecting anyone, are we?

Willow said she was gonna be
at the science library all night.



Is that right?

- Apparently not.
- We got trouble.

- What is it?
- I was in the rec room. It came in the window.

- Vampire?
- Vampires don't breathe fire.

- I should call for backup.
- No time.

We have to make this fast.
I have better things to do tonight than kill.

Surprise!

Surprise!

Guess you won't be killing anything tonight.

Don't be so sure.

(Giles) This is a lively space.

It's like an activity room
we had at public school.

I, er... One time I got up to a bit
of a prank with the dartboard.

- I'm bored. Let's eat.
- Anya, we've talked about this.



I'm sorry. That was rude.

Please continue your story.

Hopefully it involves
treacle and a headmaster.

- Go and eat.
- OK.

Giles! Hi. Havin' a good time?

Yes, yes. There's a lot
of new faces here, aren't there?

Yeah. Mostly kids from the dorm.
A couple of Riley's friends.

- Hi, Giles.
- Buffy.

- Happy birthday.
- Thank you.

- 19. It's hard to believe.
- There's someone I want you to meet.

Um,this is Riley Finn.

- My boyfriend.
- Very nice to meet you, Mr Giles.

Did you help plan this?
It was quite a surprise.

The first of many. Um...

- Been dating long?
- Giles was the librarian at my high school.

Ah. I've seen the library.
It's gone downhill since you left.

I'm embarrassed to say
that I actually miss it at times.

- So, you're retired?
- I'm sorry?

Or, you're working somewhere else now?

Well, not...

I'm sort of between projects right now.
It's a personal...

Oh! Oh, look. Giles has no cake.

Oh, here. Here, I'll get you a piece.

He's just nervous.

But this is so nice.
Having everyone together for my birthday.

Of course, you could smash
my toes with a hammer...

...and it would still be the bestest
Buffy birthday bash in a while.

Right.

Actually, Willow and Xander
did all the planning.

I'm not sure I would've gone
with a surprise party.

You know, you have enough things
jumping out at you in the dark.

Professor Walsh says adrenaline is like
exercise, but without the exorbitant gym fees.

- Very witty.
- You should meet her.

She's absolutely
the smartest person I've ever met.

Perhaps we should've
invited Professor Walsh.

Oh, no. I mean, she's, like, 40.

She's got better things to do
than hang out with kids.

Here you go, sir.

You own nothing.
This shouldn't be taking so long.

Hang on. Let a fella get organised.

That's my radio!

And you're what?
Shocked and disappointed? I'm evil.

- So what kind of place are you looking for?
- I don't know. Maybe a crypt.

Some place, you know, dark and dank.

- But not as dark and dank as this.
- It's pretty depressing, isn't it?

I've known corpses with a fresher smell.
In fact, I've been one.

That's it! Let's go.

Wait. I wanna give you something
for your new place.

That's my lamp.

A gift is traditional. I've read about it.

That's among friends. With bitter enemies,
we don't give them my lamp.

It's not gonna have electricity anyway.
It's a crypt, remember?

What about running water?
A fridge to keep your blood fresh?

- No.
- Oh. Well, that's gotta suck.

- You should just get a hotel room.
- Demon Girl's got a point. I need fresh blood.

If I had a few bob
for a room with an honour bar...

Out! Before I get the Slayer over here
to kick your ass out!

Don't know why she didn't come.
Say goodbye, shed a few tears...

Well, she has an appointment
with someone who's actually still scary.

So, the Slayer.

Yeah. That's me.

- We thought you were a myth.
- Well, you were myth-taken.

And to think, all that time you were sitting
in my class. Well, most of those times.

I always knew you could
do better than a B minus.

Now I understand your energies were
directed to the same place as ours, in fact.

It's only our methods that differ.

We use the latest in scientific technology
and state-of-the-art weaponry...

...and you, if I understand correctly,
poke them with a sharp stick.

- Oh, it's more effective than it sounds.
- Oh, I'm quite sure of that.

As I'm just as sure
we can learn much from each other.

I'm working on getting you
clearance for the Initiative.

I think you'll find the results
of our operation most impressive.

Agent Finn here alone has killed
or captured... How many is it?

17. 11 vampires, 6 demons.

Oh. Wow!

I mean, that's...

...17.

- What about you?
- Me?

How many hostiles
would you say you've slain?

"Third new moon after the...
900th Feast of Delthrox."

Oh, crap!

No, we can't wait for her, Willow.

The demon Prince Barvain
is going to rise tonight.

Well, where is she, exactly?

Wow.

Those were my best stories. And I didn't
tell you the "Buffy breaks her butt" stories.

But you killed the...

You did the thing with that...

You drowned.

And the snake?

Not to mention the daily slayage of...

Wow.

It's no big, really. Hey, who wants ice cream?

Buffy...

When I saw you stop the world
from, you know, ending...

...I just assumed that was a big week for you.

Turns out I suddenly find myself
needing to know the plural of apocalypse.

Look, if you'd been fighting since
you were 15, you'd have a hefty résumé too.

- 15?!
- I know, wow.

The point is that we have different
amounts of experience, you know.

Plus, I do have that preternatural
slayer-strength deal.

I've seen.

Don't get me wrong.
Girls I grew up with could hold their own.

But... Well, I'm not even sure I could take you.

That all depends on your meaning.

(knocks)

Yeah?

Professor Walsh, I presume.

You're hard to find.
These halls are quite the labyrinth.

I felt like Theseus and the Minotaur in the...

...labyrinth.

Can I help you with something, Mr...?

Giles. Rupert.

I'm looking for Buffy Summers.
I'm, er, a friend of hers.

And I was her high-school librarian.

I'm sorry, Buffy's not here.
But, if I see her...

Buffy's been very influenced by your course.
She quotes you quite often.

Sometimes she sounds a bit like
an introductory textbook herself.

I don't lecture from the textbook.
But I'm glad she's inspired by the material.

She's bright. All she's really been lacking
is encouragement in the academic setting.

Erm, I think it's best if...

...if we let a young person
find their own strengths.

If you lead a child by the hand,
then they'll never find their own footing.

And if it's true about hiking,
ergo it must be true about life.

Well, that's not...

I'm just saying Buffy is a...
Well, she's not the typical student.

Once you get to know her,
she's a very unique girl.

- I hope you're not going to push her.
- I think I do know her.

- And I have found her to be a unique woman.
- Woman. Of course.

- She's self-reliant, independent...
- Exactly.

Which is not always a good thing.

I think it can be unhealthy
to take on adult roles too early.

What I suspect I'm seeing is a reaction
to the absence of a male role model.

- Absence?
- Buffy clearly lacks a strong father figure.

I'm sorry, I have things to do.
I'll tell Buffy her friend was looking for her.

This prince-demon guy was supposed
to rise at sunset, so aren't we, like, late?

Well, if I hadn't had to search for
Ms Summers and battle that harridan...

- And if you hadn't gotten lost afterwards...
- I'll just take care of it myself.

I've vanquished a few demons in my day.

Course, we may be entirely too late -
demon on the loose, carnage everywhere...

Your better demons
will clean up after themselves.

I don't understand.

There should be ruptured earth
and... broken stone.

Oh, well, apparently it hasn't happened yet.
A bit of luck.

Or... You know what I bet?
I bet the Initiative took care of it.

- Who?
- Oh, Riley and his guys. Probably all over it.

Yeah. It has that too-neat look.
They must've cleaned up the place.

What?

Oh, they raid hot spots -
areas of otherworldly energy.

They must've picked this place up days ago.

Stop, both of you. What...

What are you talking about?
What's the Initiative?

What on earth does it have to do
with Buffy's new boyfriend?

You know. I'm sure you know.

Riley's one of the commandos.

What?

Well, that's marvellous, isn't it?

I've spent weeks trying to get
a single scrap of information...

...about our mysterious
demon collectors...

...and no one bothers to tell me
Buffy's dating one of them?!

- Who else knows?
- No one. No one else knows this.

Anya, and that's it.

- And Spike.
- Spike?!

- Spike knew?
- Only the basic stuff.

You know, that Riley is a commando
and Professor Walsh is in charge...

Professor Walsh?! That fishwife?!

You know, she's actually
not that bad once you get...

So, the demon's probably a little late.

- We'll just, you know...
- Oh, forget it.

Go on, you two clear off.
I'll stay a little longer just in case.

You sure? Cos we could stay.

No. Go.

Who am I kidding?

Nothing is going to happen.

I wouldn't say that.

I wouldn't say that at all.

In fact, Ripper, old mate, I'd say something
rather interesting was about to hap...

- Did someone...?
- Oh, bugger! I thought you'd gone.

Ethan Rayne.

You have no idea how much thrashing you
is going to improve my day.

No! No, wait! Hang on!

You can beat the crap out of me.
Go ahead, I can't stop you.

Or you can listen to what I have to say.
Find out what's going on.

- What are you talking about?
- Something bad's happening. For both of us.

- Bad for you.
- No, no, no! You have to listen!

You're going to need time to prepare.

Brilliant.

- Isn't this more fun than kicking my arse?
- No.

Oh. Well, it's more fun for me.

Just tell me what you want to tell me.

Oh, so cross. We used to be friends, Ripper.

When did all that fall apart?

About the same time
you started to worship chaos.

Oh, religious intolerance. Sad, that.

I mean, just look at the Irish Troubles.

Oh, hang on, I'll tell ya.

There's something happening
in the dark worlds.

It's all whispers and rumours out there, but...
only one thing's coming through clear...

...that something's harming demons.

And it's not the Slayer.

- Know anything about it?
- What are they saying?

Oh, you know demons.
It's all exaggeration and blank verse.

"Pain as bright as steel", things like that.

They're scared.

There's something called "314"
that's got 'em scared most of all.

The kind of scared that turns to angry.

I know we're not particularly
fond of each other, Rupert...

...but we are a couple of old mystics.

This new outfit, it's blundering
into places it doesn't belong.

It's throwing the worlds out of balance.
And that's way beyond chaos, mate.

We're headed, quite literally,
for one hell of a fight.

Are you holding back?

Are you?

Maybe a little.

Maybe a little too.

- I'll go all out if you will.
- Are you sure?

Here we go.

Riley!

Are you hurt?

I, uh...

- I don't think so.
- I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to...

It's fine.

I'm good.

(slurred) D'you know what gets me?
This is what gets me.

20 years I've been fighting demons. Maggie
Walsh and her nancy ninja boys come in...

...and six months later the demons
are pissing themselves with fear.

They never even noticed me.

- Who's Maggie Walsh?
- Oh, she's awful.

She said I was an absent male role model.

Absent, my arse. I'm twice the man she is.

You know, you're really very attractive.

Hm?

Here's my... my name and number.

You give me a call...

...and I'll show you a good time.

- (waitress) Yeah, thanks.
- We've gotta face it, we've changed.

Well, not you. You're still
sadistic and... self-centred.

- Here's to me.
- The world has passed us by.

Someone snuck in and left this couple
of clapped-out has-beens in our place.

I mean, this Initiative...

Their methods may be causing problems,
but they're getting the job done.

What am I? I'm an unemployed librarian
with a tendency to get knocked on the head.

Well, you won't have to worry
about that any more, mate.

When you went to the loo, I slipped poison
in your drink. You'll be dead in an hour.

Just kidding!

- I'm gonna feel like hell in the morning.
- Relax.

Enjoy the night.

We're still a couple of sorcerers.
The night is still our time.

- Time of magic.
- To magic.

I'm glad you wanted to get together.
I know it's late.

I...

Thanks.

I was happy you called.

- We'll start out slow.
- OK.

- Willow?
- Yeah.

Start out slow doing what?

Oh.

We're gonna float the rose...

...then use the magics
to pluck the petals off, one at a time.

It's a test of synchronicity.

Our minds have to be perfectly attuned
to work as a single delicate implement.

Cool.

And it should be very pretty.

It worked.

Now for the hard part. The petals.

What the heck was that?

I don't know, but, uh, the petals are off.

(alarm clock)

(yawning) I knew I'd feel
like hell in the morning.

Wha...?

What?

No!

Damn!

Ethan.

Oh! And I liked that shirt!

I like pancakes cos they're stackable.

Ooh, and waffles, cos you can put things
in the little holes if you wanted to.

You should always have a new boyfriend.
You're so much fun right now.

Hey, I didn't hear you come in last night.
Where were you?

The chem lab, by myself.

I was trying this new spell, floating a rose,
when all of a sudden, zing, zing, zing!

Like, all around the room.
It was like a rose-based missile.

- Yikes.
- I know.

I think there's something out there.
I felt this presence...

...this dark-magics energy
blocking the spell. It's new.

Someone else doing magics?

Maybe. If so, it's someone pretty powerful.

Mm. I'll tell Giles about it.
Or maybe I'll tell Maggie.

She seemed interested in the mystical
side of the demon-hunting biz.

Tell Giles. He's feeling a little hurt right now.

How come you never told him
about Riley bein' a commando?

Did.

- I didn't?
- He says no.

He's feeling neglected
and out-of-the-loop-y.

Well, I mean, I didn't at first
because Riley said not to, and...

And then, miaow, cat out of the bag,
and I guess I just forgot that he didn't know.

I'll make it up to him when I see him.
Tomorrow. I'm spending today with Riley.

Oh, yeah, I forgot - that's what you always do
on the days when the earth rotates.

It's just going so well right now.

I think. I hope.

I sort of... kicked him
across the room last night.

Um, that's not good.

We were sparring
and he said not to hold back.

And he's a little dented.

But he said he was OK with it.
And I think he's OK with it.

- Do you think he's OK with it?
- I'm sure he is.

I mean, if he's not,
you know, you had to do it.

He's right. You can't walk around
pretending you're less than you are.

- It wouldn't be right for you to hold back.
- Right.

- What?
- I held back a little.

Still asleep?

It's 10.30 in the morning.

Xander?

Xander, wake up.

- Mom?
- No, it's not Mom.

Now, when you look at me,
you may be a little alarmed.

But there's no need. It's me, Giles.

Now, Ethan has turned me
into a demon, and I need your help.

Hello. Yes, it's me.

(demon language)

Argh!

Xander, listen! Don't you understand me?

(demon language)

Demon! Demon!

(demon language)

Please, don't you understand?

No! No, don't! Xander, calm down!
No, just...

Ow! You're just a little overwrought. Ow!

(demon language)

That's right! Run for your life!

- I'm sorry!
- Call 911!

Bloody humans!

So it had pointy things.
What kind of pointy things?

The pointy kind. And tufty ears.
And maybe a saucepan-shaped bruise.

Giles will know what it... was.

Giles?

Looks like Xander
wasn't the only one to get a visit.

- He's not upstairs.
- Oh, God, Giles.

OK. There's a demon and Giles is gone.
But it doesn't mean that he's hurt.

I mean, there's no blood anywhere, so
maybe the demon just took him somewhere.

I think it ate him up.

Well!

What do I spy with my little eye?

A demon.

That would be...
Oh, right. The things I can kill.

Spike. Wonderful.
The perfect end to a perfect day.

- Giles?
- Go on, then. Let's get on with the fighting.

- You understand me.
- Of course I understand you.

- I'm speaking English?
- No, you're speaking Fyarl. I speak Fyarl.

And, by the way, why the hell
are you suddenly a Fyarl demon?

You just come over
all demony this morning?

As a matter of fact, I did.
Thanks to Ethan Rayne.

You have to help me find him.

He must undo this, and then
he needs a... good being killed.

And I'm supposed to just help you
out of the evilness of my heart?

You help me and I... I don't kill you.

Oh, tremendously convincing.
Try it again without the stutter.

Money. I could pay you money.

Oh. I like money. How much?

$100?

$100? You'll have to do a lot better than that.

- 200.
- Fine.

Right, then. What's first? I tell the Slayer
what you've gotten yourself into?

No. When I find Ethan I can clear all this up
without Buffy ever having to find out.

OK, that's a giant vulture.
I'd have mentioned if it was a giant vulture.

Buffy, even if we figure out what kind of
demon got Giles, how are we gonna find it?

We'll figure it out.

Oh. This one has tufty ears.

(small squeak)

What was that?

- Buffy.
- Riley. What are you doing here?

There were 911 calls from a couple
of different places. Including here.

- You get 911 calls?
- We have a tap into the system.

It flags things with possible
nonhuman causes. We check 'em out.

- What are you doin' here?
- This is Giles' apartment. He's missing.

- The calls. Did anyone see what did it?
- Negative. No.

Neighbours just heard, you know,
growling and things breaking.

- Sounded like a struggle.
- Poor Giles.

We'll get him back.

- What are you workin' on?
- Uh, we have stuff. Pictures.

We have nothing.

I'll help. The whole Initiative.
We'll do whatever you need.

Thanks.

I just wish I knew what I needed.

I keep thinking "Let's ask Giles."
Then I remember.

He'd be great right now. He'd find himself
in a second. Nobody is cooler in a crisis.

If you can't find third gear,
don't try for third gear!

I'm doin' my best. I don't know
if I'm drivin' this thing or wearin' it.

It's perfectly serviceable.

(chuckles)

Funny hearing a Fyarl demon
say "serviceable".

Had a couple of 'em working for me once.
They're more: "Like to crush. Crush now?"

Strong, though. You won't meet a jar
you can't open for the rest of your life.

(Giles growls)

- What was that? Did you growl?
- No.

Listen, about this Fyarl demon.

Do I have special powers?

Like setting things on fire
with my sizzling eye beams?

Well, you got the mucus thing.

What? Mucus?

Paralysing mucus.
Shoots out through the nose. Sets up fast.

Hard as rock. Pretty good in a fight.

- Are you making this up?
- Maybe.

But, hey, if you feel a sneeze
comin' on, you warn me.

(growls)

- Turn here.
- (gears grind)

- Downshift! Downshift!
- Calm down, will you?

I'm not sure I can.
I feel like I'm... changing.

Fine with me. So long as you pay me.

I don't like this feeling.
A sort of mindless need to destroy.

This anger. Rage.

Good times. Go with it.

No.

It's fun. I can't do it. Do it for me.
Oh, let yourself go.

I refuse to become a monster
because I look like a monster.

I have a soul. I have a conscience.
I am a human being.

Oh, stop the car.

(roars)

Argh!

Right, let's go, then.

That's the thing that attacked me.

A Fyarl demon.
Sort of a foot-soldier type...

...works for other demons lots of the time.
Very strong... Ugh. And, hey, mucus.

- Mucus?
- (phone rings)

Agent Finn. Go ahead.

- How do I kill it?
- Silver. A weapon made of silver.

Yes.

I understand.

The demon attacked Professor Walsh.
It got out of a small, grey car. A Citroen.

It stole Giles' car.

- Why would a demon steal a car?
- Why would a demon steal that car?

A demon that steals a car has a reason.
A purpose.

But it doesn't sound like these Fyarl demons
are really big independent thinkers.

So, Will, the spells that are going wrong...

...could they be caused by someone
using magics to control a demon?

Making this Fyarl demon attack Giles?

Yeah. Yes, that would
draw in a lot of dark energy.

OK. Willow, Xander, stay here.

Whoever it is may call and ask for a ransom.
Give 'em anything they want.

- You got it.
- Riley, we're going to the magic shop.

Something silver...

A letter opener? It's not very sharp.

Then I'll have to put some muscle behind it.

Two of them. English, like me.

But older, less attractive.

- One of them gave you his number.
- I threw it out.

I mean, I took one look and saw
he was staying at that rat-trap. No, thanks.

Which rat-trap?

The one by the highway.
The Sunnydale Motor Inn.

Thank you.

OK. Credit-card slips,
sales receipts... Help me look.

- You shouldn't have done that to the door.
- I do not have time to play by the rules.

I have a master key.
It opens every shop on Main Street.

Oh.

Well, next time, absolutely.

I don't know what I'm lookin' for.

I do. Ethan Rayne.

- Who's that?
- Professional bad guy.

He's gotta be the guy
that made the demon attack Giles.

- Command, are you there?
- What are you doing?

It's Finn. I need a search.

Local hotel registrations
matching the name Ethan Rayne.

R-a-y-n-e. Call me back.

- You can do that?
- It'll take a couple of minutes.

Get in the car. I'm ready to go.

Buffy.

Earlier, when I talked to Professor Walsh,
she gave me very specific orders.

Yeah?

She said when we located the demon,
I... I'm not supposed to bring you along.

Oh.

What are you doing?

- I'm going to the car.
- I can't take you with me.

You're not taking me with you.
I am going and I am letting you come along.

Buffy, it's not your call.
This is a military operation now.

Then call out the troops.
Because nothing less is gonna stop me.

This demon did something to Giles,
and I'm gonna kill it.

(Giles growls)

- How are you feelin', mate?
- Like snapping necks until everyone's dead.

Now that sounds like a Fyarl demon.
Good for you.

- Hey, picked up a tail.
- Yes. Just a little one. it hurts when I sit.

I mean someone's following us.
Humvee. Military.

- Well, speed up. Lose them.
- I've got it floored. Why'd you buy this car?

Do something. If they catch us,
we'll both end up in a lab!

It's getting closer.

- And it's got a friend!
- Damn!

Oh, sure! Dismantle the getaway car.
That'll scare 'em.

Slow down. I'll jump out. They'll follow you.

Hold on. These commandos are after me too.

Maybe I want you around
to split their attention.

I'll pay you another $100.

Giles?

(Giles growls)

Now, it... Calm down. It's OK.

Good Giles.

Argh!

No! No! Don't kill me!
No! Don't kill me! Giles...

I can't undo you if you kill me!

You've gotta stop it!
It killed Ripper and now it's trying to get me!

Don't let him go.

What did you do to him?
What did you do?!

You just try and stop me,
you stupid jarheads.

You're only gonna make him angry.

- This is for Giles!
- For me?

Oh, God! Giles?

(demon language)

Oh, God! Giles! Giles!

I'm... I'm so sorry! Please don't die.

Actually, I feel quite well. Except for the rage.

I think he's OK.

Is this thing real silver?

I've really got to learn to just do the damage
and get out of town.

It's the "stay and gloat" - gets me every time.

You OK?

Oh, erm...

..embarrassed, mostly.

Ethan's wardrobe's not helping any.

How did you know it was me?

Your eyes.

You're the only person in the world
that can look that annoyed with me.

This gonna go on much longer?
I'd rather like to be going.

- And why would I let you go?
- Well, maybe because you have no choice.

I'm human. You can't kill me.
What's a slayer gonna do to me?

The US military is taking you into custody,
pending a determination of your status.

- We'll take it from here.
- Let's go. Move it.

They'll, uh, take Mr Rayne to a secret
detention facility in the Nevada desert.

I'm sure he'll be rehabilitated in no time.

If you don't mind, I'm just gonna go and
watch them manhandle him into a vehicle.

- Thanks.
- I told you I'd help.

You did.

If I'd gotten here any later,
and if Giles had killed Ethan...

...I never would've gotten him back.

You'd find some other way.

You're really strong.

Like... Spider-Man strong.

Yeah.

But I don't stick to stuff. But... yeah.

And you're in charge.

You're, like, make the plan, execute the plan...

No one givin' you orders.

I'm the Slayer.

I like it.

Yeah?

But give me another, oh, week to get ready...
and I'll take you down.

Nice phone.

Yes. Fabulous technology.

See, if anyone has any information
I need to know...

...they can, er, simply tell me about it
through this ingenious speaking tube.

- I'm very excited.
- I am sorry, Giles.

I really thought I'd told you
about Riley and the Initiative.

And I know that it doesn't help.

Look, I promise it won't happen again.
I will tell you everything.

Buffy, I don't want to ask you
to betray any confidences...

- ..and I certainly don't want to interfere...
- Uh-oh. You have but-face.

You look like you're gonna say "but".

But...

...this Initiative.

I'm a little concerned.

Ethan's not exactly a reliable source, but...
I'm not sure that he's wrong about them.

I'm not dating the Initiative.
I'm dating Riley.

- He's a good guy.
- And I believe that.

But... he's part of something
that we don't really understand.

Are you saying this because
you don't like Riley's boss?

No! No, I'm not saying that at all.

Though I do hate her quite a lot.

But... I want you to have your personal life,
but... keep your eyes open.

Make sure you know what you're getting into.

So she walks in
and the rules just suddenly break?

Uh...

Pretty much.

Be careful with her. She reacts on instinct.

There's no discipline there.
Her loyalties are uncertain.

You won't be disappointed in her.
She's good at what she does.

- And she is the truest soul I've ever known.
- Oh, no. Oh, no!

Spontaneous poetic exclamations.
Lord, spare me college boys in love.

I'm just saying she'll work out.
You'll be proud of her.

You want to know what I think?

I think you're probably right.

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