Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1996–2003): Season 5, Episode 10 - Into the Woods - full transcript

Riley!

You got a lot on your mind. If you decide
you want to let me in on any of it,

you let me know.

Previously on
Buffy the vampire slayer.

Buffy's like nobody else in the
world, but she doesn't love me.

Buffy, I love you.

Oh, god, no.

Your mother has
a brain tumor.

Oh.

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Just me. Sorry.

Can I get you anything?
No. Thank you.

Riley?
I'm fine.

What time is it?

There's a clock
behind you, wil.

I know, but there's a watch
right above your hand.

That can't be right.

Oh.

I can't stand this.

What's taking so long? It
doesn't mean anything.

You think? I'd worry more if your
mom was out of surgery quickly.

Might mean that, you know,
they couldn't do much.

Okay, your mom's in recovery.
What happened?

Is she all right? It was possible
to visualize the tumor completely,



which means I was able
to get all of it.

So, barring complications
in recovery,

I think your mother's
going to be fine.

Of course, we're still going to have
to watch your mother carefully...

And have her back in here
for some follow-up testing,

but, uh, overall, I'd consider the
procedure a complete success.

Oh, my goodness. Doctor, thank you.
Thank you so much.

Believe me.
It's my pleasure.

Ow!
Sorry! Sorry.

When I was younger, I used to put my
chopsticks in my mouth, like this,

and then Buffy would chase
me around the house yelling,

"I'm the slayer.
I'm going to get you!"

That's disturbing. You're emotionally
scarred and will end up badly.

No, it was great. I mean, she didn't
actually stake me in the heart, you know.

Buffy's pretty cool
like that.

So, what do you want
to do now, Dawnster?

Keeping in mind that I won't
chase you because I'm old...

And I'm stuffed full
of moo goo gai starch.

Oh, we could play that game
again... life. That was fun.

For you.
You always win.

Well, we can make
a wager this time.

You can give me real money.
That would be different.

And after we teach her how to
gamble, maybe we can all get drunk!

I don't think the bar
would serve her.

But we could bring something in. Strawberry
schnapps tastes just like real ice cream.

Okay, how's about a movie?

They're showing them in theaters now.
I hear it's like...

Watching a video with a bunch of
strangers and a sticky floor.

- That one looks sad.
- The chimp playing hockey? Is that based on the Chekhov?

There's a chimp playing hockey?
No, the other one.

I don't want to see
a sad movie.

We have to see the chimp playing hockey.
That's hilarious.

The ice is so slippery, and
monkeys are all irrational.

We have to see this.

You pick, dawn.
This is your night.

We are celebrating your
mom's good news. Oh.

Go monkey.
Choose monkey.

It's okay. You guys don't have
to make a big deal for me.

I'm only sleeping over here
so Buffy and Riley can boink.

No. No, that's not it at all.
They just need time to, um...

Be tender. Relax.

He's not very convincing,
is he?

Alone time always translates into
"get dawn out of the house..."

So we can have loud,
obnoxious sex."

Oh, does that mean
we can't?

♪♪

♪ It might have been a while
since you've been loved... ♪♪

Can we put this song
on repeat?

Whatever you want. Can we put
the whole night on repeat?

Absolutely.

Good.

Mmm. I can't believe
how relaxed I feel.

It's like all the tension's
just left my body.

Already? 'Cause I had that
scheduled for a little later on.

Scheduled?

Are you planning on
seducing me, Mr. Finn?

Always.

I want tonight
to be special for you.

It's more than special.

It's perfect.

I'm glad. You deserve it after
everything you've been through.

Well, it's nothing compared to
what my mom had to deal with.

But it was a lot.
And you were incredible.

Not really. Just covering for
the weepy chicken within.

Don't sell yourself short. You
stayed strong throughout, Buffy.

You never even cried.
Oh, I cried.

I cried so hard, I didn't think
I was gonna be able to stop.

Oh. That's all in the past now.

Mom's
out of the woods,

and I'm here
with you.

That's all
that matters.

I don't know, Buffy.

I think I'd look like I had a cat on
my head. But a very well-groomed cat.

I think maybe
I'll stick with a scarf.

Come on. Wigs are fun.

We could get you a whole
bunch of different ones.

You know, you could be
like '60s mom,

action mom,
French maid mom...

I must be getting better
'cause you're making fun of me.

Well, you know, got a lot
of time to make up for.

You have more important
things to make up.

I know you've been
missing a lot of school.

I may have to take a few incompletes, but
I will make it through the semester.

Well, what about slaying
and your friends?

I want you to have
your life back.

Right now,
I'd rather be here,

styling your beautiful,
new, plastic dream hair.

Fair enough. But you don't have to keep
me company all night. Go out. Have fun.

Get Riley to take you to a movie or
something. I gave Riley the day off.

I don't think he thinks
of you as a chore, Buffy.

I know that.

Look, I told him to make
plans with his friends...

Because I wanted to have
you all to myself, okay?

Besides, I can
see him anytime.

And I'm sure he'll come over
later, looking for a little...

Bible study.

Well, good.

I mean, just as long as the two of you
are spending some quality time with...

The lord.

We are. Absolutely.

What have we got?

Belize.
Last transmission.

- Infrared scans say that they're...
- breeding.

They're not going to stay
in that village for long.

Looks like we got ourselves a hot spot.
Tell the men to get ready.

What about Riley?
Agent Finn?

I'm telling you, sir. If we
go in for a sweep and drop,

- he's definitely a guy we want on the team.
- Let's bring him on board.

That, uh, might take
a little convincing.

Why? What's he got here
in sunnydale that's so special?

- Riley?
- It's me.

Every time you show up
like this,

you risk all of your parts,
you know that?

I wouldn't be here if
I didn't have a good reason.

As usual, I'm here
to help you, and i...

- Are you naked under there?
- Get out.

No, I'm serious. I mean, not
about the naked part, I mean...

Get out, or I will drop
you out head first.

I wanna show you something.

What?

You need to see this.

But we need to move if
we want to get there in time.

Oh, please!

Like I give a bloody damn.

Don't start slaying. This
isn't what we're here for.

What do you think you're doing?
Just having a little look, mate.

Keep it down.
You can't go up there.

I said keep it down.

Harder.

Buffy.

- Buffy!
- We only came here 'cause we care about you, friend.

You need help.

Hey.
Hey! Hey!

I thought you should know.

Was that the slayer?

What the hell do you think you're
doing, bringing the slayer here?

Back off. I didn't know. Nobody's
gonna risk coming here now.

I said back off!

Get out. I need to talk to you.

I'm not in
a talking mood.

Then listen.

Riley, just give
the man a chance.

If you don't like what you
hear, we'll be on our way.

Talk fast.

We have a code one
in Belize.

A demon tribe is taking apart missionaries
in the rain forest down there.

And you're telling me
this because...

We're going down to terminate their
operation. We want you to join us.

- I'm a civilian.
- You're a soldier.

I quit the government
a long way back.

- We're not government. We're army.
- Just like you.

It's not the initiative, Finn.
We don't do experiments.

None of us give a damn what makes
monsters tick. We just stop 'em.

What do you need me for?

I think you can handle yourself,
and I always need bodies.

I'm not gonna lie to you.
It's the real deal.

High risk, low pay,
and seriously messy.

We ship out for central
America tomorrow midnight.

Now, maybe civilian life
is working out for you,

and maybe not.

Midnight, tomorrow.
Decision's yours.

And so it begins.

No longer a victim of crass holiday
commercialization, I'm a purveyor of it.

Oh, who ordered
more chicken's feet?

The ones we have
aren't moving at all.

That's generally what happens when
you cut them off the chicken.

I'm serious. Maybe we could
do a holiday promotion.

One free with
every purchase.

Oh, yeah.
Dear holiday memories.

Merry tykes by the fire enjoying
their new Christmas chicken feet.

Aw, holding them tight
as they fall asleep,

painting their
little toenails.

That's very humorous.

Make fun of
the ex-demon.

I can just hear you
"I dislike that Anya.

She's newly human
and strangely literal."

Anya, I don't say that. No one says that.
No one talks that way.

Well, there's nothing wrong
with my idea anyway.

I've been very good
for this store.

If it wasn't for me, Giles would
be a terrified old man...

Staring at a quarterly tax
statement and wetting himself.

I say, that's
an exaggeration.

Anya, you've helped out
a lot, but I have too.

Yes, I forgot about all the
vigorous sitting around.

Anya, you can back off a little.
You get paid.

Willow's doing this
on her own time.

I'm sorry, Willow. Thank you for
making time in your busy life...

To come in here and
get in the way of mine.

Anya, play nice.
You know, fine.

Take her side instead of mine,
even though I'm the one...

Who sleeps with you, and
feeds you, and bathes you.

- She bathes you?
- Only in an erotic, penthouse-y way,

not in a sponge-bathy,
geriatric sort...

Please, stop!
I beg of you.

I need to find out everything I
can about a vamp nest downtown.

A nest? What sort...
There were people there.

It, um, it looked like...

They were paying
vampires to bite them.

Now I know what to get for the
person who has everything.

Who would pay
to get bitten?

Oh, that's been going on for centuries.
Humans hire vampires to feed off them.

They... well, you know,
they get off on the rush.

And the danger. The hazards
of the underworld...

Can become addictive
to some people.

- Why don't the vampires just kill them?
- Because they get cash,

hot-and-cold
running blood,

and they don't leave any corpses
behind, so they don't get hunted.

But still, it can be
terribly dangerous for humans.

I mean, people can end up
dying accidentally...

Or meeting a vampire who only
pretends to play by the house rules.

You knew about this,
and you didn't tell me?

I-I haven't seen it
since my ripper days.

I had no idea it was
going on in sunnydale.

Well, it is. And I'm
going to stop it.

Buffy, even if I had known about this,
I might not have told you right now.

What? Why?

I'm not sure it's where your
efforts are best spent.

Perhaps you should focus
on a less ambiguous evil...

- Glory, for instance?
- You said people are dying.

They're willing victims.

I mean, there are people out there
who deserve your help who aren't.

Vampires are vampires. And my job
description is pretty clear.

Are you coming with me
or not?

What's the rush, buff?
If we're going into a nest,

maybe we should come up with
a strategy... wait for Riley.

Back me up or not...
I'm going.

Anya, will you
mind the store?

- Have a nice day.
- Don't get killed.

I don't understand.

This place was doing serious
business last night.

I guess everybody jumped ship once word
got out that the slayer found their crib.

I just want to apologize for
the use of the word crib.

Do you think they'll
set up shop again in town?

It's hard to say. I'm sure
they'll lie low for a bit.

But they're around
somewhere.

- There's got to be a way to find these creeps.
- Don't worry. You'll find them.

Yeah. I'm sure you'll get
them next time, champ.

What took you?

It takes a while to get to full
strength after those bites.

Hey, hey! Let's be
reasonable about this!

You may have noticed, spike. I left
reasonable about three exits back.

Look, I'm not the one who got you
into this. Don't kill the messenger.

Why the hell not?

Ow!
Bloody hell!

Oh, god! Hey.

Plastic wood grain.
Looks real, doesn't it?

Don't think I don't know what's
going on with you, spike.

Stay away from her,

or we'll do this
for real next time.

Oh, man. You're really
under it, aren't you?

What?

- Look at you. All afraid I'm hot for your honey.
- Because you are.

Well, yeah.

But that's not
your problem.

Even if I wasn't in the picture, you're
never going to be able to hold onto her.

Aah! Bloody hell!

Maybe I didn't
almost kill you enough.

Ah, come on. You're not the
long-haul guy, and you know it.

Shut up. You know it, or else you
wouldn't be getting suck jobs...

From two-bit vampire trulls.

The girl needs some
monster in her man,

and that's not
in your nature.

No matter how low
you try to go.

You actually think
you got a shot with her?

No, I don't. Fella's
got to try though.

Gotta do
what he can.

If you touched her...

You know
I'd kill you for real.

If I had this chip out of my head,
I'd have killed you long ago.

Ain't love grand?

Sometimes I envy you
so much it chokes me.

And sometimes I think
I got the better deal.

To be that close to her
and not have her.

To be all alone, even
when you're holding her,

feeling her,
feeling her beneath you,

surrounding you...
The scent.

No. You got
the better deal.

I'm the lucky guy.

Yeah.

I'm the guy.

How long has she been in there?
A while now.

Seems pretty gung ho about it too.
Didn't even stop to say hello.

Yeah. When we went to deal
with that vampire nest,

she got all Rambo
and torched the place.

Something seriously bad
is going on with her.

Maybe you're overreacting. I mean, who hasn't
done stuff like that from time to time?

I made this one guy spontaneously combust,
and he set his whole village on fire.

Would you stop being
scary for a minute...

And listen to what
I'm trying to tell you?

She in there?
She's training.

Would you guys mind clearing out?
I need a minute alone with her.

A little after-hours hanky-panky
in the training room, huh?

Boy, Xander and I could
tell you some stories.

Not now. Let's go, Anya. There's a
funny thing with the vaulting horse...

Anya! What? He started it.

In your world maybe, but where the
people are, this isn't time...

For tales of Anya and
Xander's sex-capades. Oh.

Um, well, maybe we can go
home and, you know, have 'em.

Actually, I've got some stuff
to take care of.

We need to talk.

I'm not ready to talk
to you yet.

Too bad.

I'm serious, unless
you want to fight.

So let's fight.

We need to have this out,
Buffy, right now.

And say what, Riley?

What were you
thinking?

How long have you
been lying to me?

Nothing you say right now
is gonna make this better.

I realize that.
I don't expect...

I just need you
to hear me out.

Fine.

Get your hand off of me.

I think, when this
thing started,

it was just some stupid,
immature game.

I wanted to even the score
after you let Dracula bite you.

I did not let Dracula...
I know!

On some level, I know that.
But I was still spun.

I don't know. I wanted
to know what you felt.

I wanted to know why Dracula and
angel have so much power over you.

You so don't get it.

I wanted to get it, Buffy.

- I wanted to get you.
- So this is my fault?

"Hey, gee, Buffy's so mysterious, I
think I'll go out and almost die.

I think I'll go
and let some other..."

this isn't your fault.
It's mine.

And I feel like hell
for what I've put you through.

But it's just...

These girls...

- vampires. Killers.
- They made me feel something, Buffy.

Something I didn't even know
I was missing until...

I can't. I can't
hear this.

You need to hear this!

Fine. Fine! Tell me
about your whores!

Tell me what on earth they
were giving you that I can't.

They needed me.

They needed your money.
It wasn't about you.

No. On some basic level,
it was about me.

My blood, my body.

When they bit me,
it was beyond passion.

They wanted to
devour me, all of me.

Why are you
telling me this?

It wasn't real. I know,
it was just physical.

But the fact that I craved it,
that... that I kept going back...

Even if it was fleeting, they made
me feel like they had such...

Hunger for me.

And I don't make you
feel that way?

How on earth can you
compare me to that?

How can you tell me you understand
what those vampires are feeling?

You weren't a passion to them. You were
a snack. A willing, idiotic snack.

I know exactly what they
feel when they bite me,

because I feel it every time
we're together.

It's like the whole world falls
away, and all there is is you.

And you think that I don't
feel the same way about you?

How dare you tell me
what I feel.

You keep me at
a distance, Buffy.

You didn't even call me when
your mom went into the hospital.

Oh, I'm sorry.
You know, um...

I'm sorry that I couldn't take care of you
when I thought that my mother was dying.

It's about me taking care of you!
It's about letting me in...

So you don't have to be on top
of everything all the time.

But I do! That's part of
what being a slayer is.

And that's what this
is really about, isn't it?

You can't handle the fact
that I'm stronger than you.

It's hard sometimes,
yeah.

- But that's not it.
- Then what?

What else do you
want from me, Riley?

I've given you
everything that I have.

I've given you my heart,
my body and soul.

You say that,
but I don't feel it.

I just don't feel it.

Well, whose fault is that?

Because I'm telling you.
This is it.

This is me.
This is the package.

And if it's so deficient that you
need to get your kicks elsewhere...

Then we really have a problem.

They want me back, Buffy.
The military.

It's deep undercover.

No contact with civilians.

Transport's
leaving tonight.

Tonight?

When were you gonna
tell me about this?

- I'm telling you now.
- Are you going?

I don't know.

If we can't
work this out...

Then what?
This is good-bye?

You are unbelievable.

You're giving me an ultimatum?

- No, I'm not.
- Yes, you are!

You expect me to get over it
now, or you're gone.

I don't. Buffy, that's not what I meant.
No, I've heard enough.

I will not take
the blame for this.

I'm not asking you to.
Let go of me.

Or what, you'll hit me?
Go ahead.

- Come on. Do it.
- Get out of my way.

I'm serious, Buffy.
Hit me. Hit me.

I'm leaving, Buffy.

Unless you give me
a reason to stay...

I'm leaving tonight.

The pyro act
was a bad idea, slayer.

Felt pretty good to me.

I'm not running. And you're
not shutting me down.

In fact,

you're not gonna make it
through the night.

Walk away.

I'm serious.

Don't do this, not now.

So, how'd that
work out for ya?

Make ya feel better?

What are you doing here?

I thought you might
need to talk.

Then I saw this skirmish happen.
I was gonna lend a hand,

but I noticed you grew
a few extra ones.

Go home, Xander.

- Buffy.
- I'm serious.

So am I.
Something's up.

You're acting like
a crazy person.

Take this, for instance.

You don't wanna deal, so you hide?
Not very slayer-like.

Just leave me
alone, Xander.

You have no idea
what's going on.

No? Good. So you and Riley
aren't imploding?

Doesn't take a genius.

What I can't figure out is how
you never saw it coming.

What? Who told you?

Nobody told me
anything, Buffy.

It was right in front
of my Xander face.

The guy would
do anything for you.

The guy got himself
bit by a vampire.

He lied to me.

He ran around
behind my back...

And almost
got himself killed.

And now he tells me
that he's leaving...

With some covert military
operation at midnight...

Unless I convince him
not to.

Now tell me
that you understand.

Because
I sure as hell don't.

- You gonna let him go?
- It's not my decision to make.

Of course it is.
Why? It's not fair.

Who cares if it's fair?

In about 20 minutes,
Riley's gonna disappear,

maybe forever, unless you
do something to stop him.

What am I supposed
to do, beg him to stay?

Why wouldn't you?
To keep Riley here...

I don't even know
who he is anymore.

I mean, I thought
he was dependable.

- Dependable? What is he, state farm?
- You know what I mean.

Yeah, I think you mean
convenient.

I think you took it for granted that he was
gonna show up when you wanted him to...

And take off when you didn't.
Look who's talking.

Look who has Anya following him
around like a lovesick puppy.

Oh, boy, is this
not about me.

Is she more than a convenience? 'Cause
that would kind of be a surprise.

If you don't wanna hear what I have
to say, I'll shut up right now.

- Good, 'cause I don't.
- I lied. See, what I think...

You got burned with angel,
and then Riley shows up.

- I know the story, Xander.
- But you missed the point.

You shut down, Buffy.

And you've been treating Riley
like the rebound guy...

When he's the one that comes
along once in a lifetime.

He's never held back with you.
He's risked everything.

And you're about
to let him fly...

Because you don't
like ultimatums?

If he's not the guy, if what he needs
from you just isn't there, let him go.

Break his heart
and make it a clean break.

But if you really think
you can love this guy...

I'm talking scary, messy,

no-emotions-barred need...

If you're ready for that,

then think about
what you're about to lose.

- Xander...
- Run.

Riley! Riley!

Riley!

Riley!

I've gotta say something...

'Cause I don't think
I've made it clear.

I'm in love with you.

Powerfully,
painfully in love.

The things you do.

The way you think.
The way you move.

I get excited every time
I'm about to see you.

You make me feel like I've
never felt before in my life...

Like a man.

I just thought
you might wanna know.

Grr! Arrgh!