Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1996–2003): Season 5, Episode 8 - Shadow - full transcript

You keep refusing
to tell me where the key is!

We had to hide the key. Made
it human and sent it to you.

Dawn.
What's wrong with mom?

Previously on
Buffy, the vampire slayer.

I don't know.

Buffy's like nobody else in the world.
When I'm with her,

it's like half of me is just on fire. I'm
going crazy if I'm not touching her.

But she doesn't love me.

I know you got a lot
on your mind.

If you decide you wanna let me in
on any of it, you let me know.

We could go somewhere else.
Someplace more private.



Oh, Sandy, Sandy.

My heart belongs to another.

Besides, I don't go out
with vampires.

Spike, I want you.

God,
I love you so much.

Oh, god, no. Please, no.

Are you okay?

You know the "nothing" I've been
dealing with the last couple of weeks?

It might not be nothing.
What is it?

I'm staying overnight at the hospital for
observation. I'm getting a cat scan.

What is
a cat scan exactly?

I don't know.
It's some x ray, I guess.

Where do they get
the cat scan from?

I mean, do they
test it on cats or...



Or does the machine sort
of look like a cat?

Dawn, I'm really...

"your one-stop spot to shop
for all your occult needs."

Catchy.
Think so?

Uh-huh, in a hard-to-read sort
of way, but I think it's great.

Oh.

I'm just saying,
I think it's rude.

I wouldn't call it rude. Rude-ish.
Rude-esque. Whatever you want to call it.

When a person makes a
"destroy all vampires" date,

it's simple courtesy to
wait for your co-destroyers.

Am I right, Giles?

I'm almost certain you're not, but
to be fair, I wasn't listening.

Oh, the new phone book's in
with Mr. giles's ad.

Oh, nice.

Yay! Am I mentioned?

Not as such.
Oh.

Okay, we were supposed to hook
up with Riley this morning...

To take on a nest o' vamps
holed up in tomb.

So we get there,
and guess what?

- Tell him, wil.
- Tomb go boom.

Yep, captain America
blowed it up real good.

All by his lone wolf lonesome.
Hmm, rather reckless of him.

I'd say very rather.

All that aside, I should think you'd
be pleased to avoid the confrontation.

That's what I've been saying.
I mean, I for one,

didn't want to start
my day with a slaughter.

Which really just goes to
show how much I've grown.

Yes, um, in any event,
since you're all here,

Tara and I could use your help
researching Buffy's mysterious woman.

Oh, yeah.
This has been fruitful...

Trying to look up something you never
saw and don't know the name of.

Just do what I do... flip through
the pages and look busy.

It'd be nice if we knew where she
was, where she's hiding out.

No doubt lurking around some sewer or
condemned church or rat-infested warehouse.

You know, the usual haunts.

Most beauteous and
supremely magnificent one,

this dark spell I hold in my
worthless and scabby hand...

Is our gift to you, most tingly
and wonderful Glorificus.

Please, call me glory. And get up.
Looking at you is hurting my neck.

Forgive me,
shiny special one.

I beg of you to rip out
my inadequate tongue.

Gimme.

Oh.

I thought...

You should know, your
elaborate marvelousness,

that this dark incantation
has been lost for eons...

Uh-huh. And great dangers
have been faced...

Does this pump
make my ankle look bony?

No. No.

No, your terrifically
smooth one.

It is the epitome of ankles. To
touch such an ankle would be...

But I'm not touching.
I'm backing away.

Ow! Thank you.

- Dreg, is it?
- Yes, dreg.

Your creamy coolness has honored
me by speaking my name.

Your voice is like a thousand sweet songbirds
that... i never tire of hearing that.

Look, just so we're clear. This
spell's gonna work, right?

I mean, nothing worse
than a gift that doesn't work.

Then I'd have to get all mad
and kill you.

It's this whole big thing.

It will work,
your extremeness,

provided you have
the other items you need.

Don't worry.

I'll have them all right.

I'll have it all.

Hello?

Buffy?

Mmm...

Mmm. What are you doing in here?

What? Me?
I was, um, uh...

What are you doing here?

Looking for the girl who's
gonna rip your arms off...

When she finds out you
were in her bedroom.

Oh, yeah?
Well, me too.

Were you... were you just
smelling her sweater?

No.

Well, yeah,
all right, I did.

It's a predator thing,
nothing wrong with it.

Know your enemy's scent.
Whet the appetite for a hunt.

You know? Mmm. Ahh, that's
the stuff, slayer musk.

It's bitter and aggravating.

Out.

Hey! Watch it!
Easy.

You're bruising
the leather.

Look, I know for
a bleeding fact...

The slayer wouldn't
mind me being here.

Right. What's a little sweater-sniffing
between sworn enemies?

Your girl in the habit of
buying her enemies drinks?

'Cause she spent the better part of
last night with me, doing just that.

'Cause you guys are such tight pals?
Yeah.

That's good.
Tell me another.

Okay. How about this one?
Twice in recent memory,

she's had the lover wiccas do a de-invite
on the house, keep out specific vamps.

Ever ask yourself why she's never
taken my name off the guest list?

Because you're harmless.
Oh, yeah, right.

Takes one to know,
I suppose.

Least I still
got the attitude.

What you got...
A piercing glance?

Face it, white bread. Buffy's
got a type, and you're not it.

She likes us
dangerous, rough,

occasionally bumpy in
the forehead region.

Not that she doesn't like
you, but sorry, Charlie,

you're just not
dark enough.

Hey! Hey!
Hey, hey, hey!

Am I dark enough for you now? Bloody pull me
back in, you sod, I'm starting to sizzle.

You don't know anything about Buffy. You never
did. I'm the one that knows what she needs.

Oh, yeah? That's why you're with her at
hospital right now, giving her what she needs.

What are you
talking about?

Don't you know?
Didn't she tell you?

You tell me.
Her mum's sickly.

Buffy took her to hospital
for a bit of prod and probe.

Bite-sized one
went too.

You know, it's funny her not
calling you about that.

I've known
since last night.

Oh! Blanket! Blanket!

Riley.
Sorry.

I heard.

I thought
maybe you'd need...

I do. I do.
I'm glad.

I just... I didn't...

I mean until
we knew what it was...

I understand.
How's she doing?

Well, she just
had a cat scan.

I was about to
go in and find out.

Will you sit with dawn
while I talk to mom?

She's in the waiting room.
Yeah. Yeah, you got it.

Hi. May I come in?

Oh, of course, baby,
come on in. Where's dawn?

Uh, she's with Riley. They're
watching TV in the waiting room.

Excuse me. I'm just gonna check
on the status of the O.R.

The O.R.?

Dr. Isaacs says I'm lucky there's
one available on such short notice.

Some people wait for days,
sometimes weeks.

Mom,
what did they find?

A shadow.

I've got a shadow...
Somewhere over there.

He showed it to me,
but, um,

they have to do a biopsy
to find out exactly what it is.

The doctor says it's
too early to be concerned.

Right.
No concern.

Right, just a shadow.

I just wish we knew
what we were dealing with.

It feels like we're
going around in circles.

Our circles are
going around in circles.

We've got
dizzy circles here, Giles.

Ah, weeping Buddha.

Shoulders your
spiritual burden.

Makes a lovely
paperweight too.

- Maybe she's not in the books.
- What do you mean?

I mean, what if she's not
a demon or a sorceress...

Or a spirit or whatever
these books cover?

What if she's something
else altogether?

Thank you, come again.

Something new, you mean?

Something old.

So old it predates
the written word.

Giles,
the dagon sphere...

You said that was
created to repel...

That which
cannot be named.

So, I'm thinking
maybe she...

Predates
language itself?

Hey, if it means I don't
have to read anymore, whoo.

And might I add a big hoo.

If Tara's right, then we're blind.
There's...

There's no way we can determine
her moves, her habits,

where
she'll turn up nex...

Oh, I beg your... uh-huh.
I want these.

Yes, of course.

Did you find everything
all right?

No problemo.

That's, um... oh.

Your receipt.
And...

Thank you.

She could be anywhere.

But if she's as powerful
as Buffy says,

I imagine it won't be long
before she makes herself known.

Everything went fine. They're
moving her into recovery now.

Do we have
the results yet?

Let's, uh, sit down
over here for a minute.

No.

Excuse me, no. I... I
don't mean to be rude.

It's just I have been
sitting for hours.

I don't want to sit.
I just... tell me, please.

Your mother has...
The term is low-grade glioma.

It's a brain tumor.

The clinical name
is oligodendroglioma.

It's in the left hemisphere
of the cerebrum.

In your mother's case, the tumor
seems to have started there.

In other words, it hasn't spread
from another part of the body...

I know
this is very difficult,

and, uh, because of the nature
of your mother's illness,

unfortunately, things may
progress very quickly.

Things?
What things?

Symptoms. There's a fair
variety that might present...

Loss of vision or appetite,

lack of muscle control,

uh, mood swings.

But what can we do?

Well, not much until we determine
if the tumor's operable,

which we are working on.

Uh, is there something that
I... I mean... can I help?

Well, there's some literature
you might want to look at.

If we aren't able
to go in surgically,

there are a number of new
treatments that are very promising.

Your mother's prognosis
is a lot better today...

Than it would've been
only a year ago.

Even if the tumor's not operable,
she has a real chance.

What's a real chance?

Nearly one out of three patients
with this condition does just fine.

Now, let me ask, does your
mother's insurance company...

Require copies of the m.R.I.
And pathology reports?

I'm not sure. Well, just let
me know as soon as possible.

And I could use information regarding your
mom's lifestyle and home environment.

For instance,
does she use a cell phone?

Uh, I think so.
Uh, yeah.

She, um, she has one
of those ear things.

Okay. Is your house
near any power lines,

chemical plants,
waste disposal facilities?

Uh, I don't know.

Maybe.

Well, the more we know...

I'm sorry.

Excuse me, doc, but they told
me you're needed in I.C.U.

Excuse me, miss summers.

It's... okay.

Thought you looked like
you needed a break.

Guy's great, but he doesn't
have that bone in his head...

That tells him
when to back off.

You... I mean,
they didn't need him?

Well, I'm sure someone does somewhere.
They always do.

He really is a good doctor.
Your mom's in good hands.

Thank you. It's Ben, right?
Right.

He, um... he was just telling me
that there's nothing I can do.

And I'm gonna tell you the same thing.
Give yourself a break.

Listen, your mom's gonna be unconscious
for at least another six, seven hours.

A break?

I just mean go out.
Get some air.

Come back later on
this evening,

talk to the doc
then if you want.

My unsolicited
advice of the day.

Buffy.

It's bad.
I know.

I, uh... I have to
do something.

Do something? Yeah,
like, you know, magic...

Like
a healing spell.

Buffy, people get sick.

I don't think magic... that
attitude's not helping.

I have to try.

Okay.

I need to talk to Giles.

Will you do me a favor
and drop dawn off at school...

And tell her I'll meet her at the
magic shop when she gets off?

Of course.
Whatever you need me to do.

Buffy,

what do you want me to tell dawn...
About your mom?

Tell her we don't know
anything yet.

Hey.

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Anya, your "heys" are
startling the customers.

And pretty much
the state.

You sold someone a kohl's amulet
and a Sobekium bloodstone.

Yes, I believe I did.

Are you stupid
or something?

Allow me to answer
that question with a firing.

She's kidding.

An, we talked about the
employee/employer vocabulary no-nos.

That was number five.

You never sell these things
together, ever. Bad news.

Don't you know
about the Sobekites?

Oh, I do. It was an ancient Egyptian
cult heavy into dark magic.

The kohl's amulet... wasn't that
a transmogrification conduit?

Damn straight. Be that as it may, I
still see no reason for concern.

The Sobekium transmogrification spells
were lost thousands of years ago.

And besides, the young woman
to whom I sold them...

Would have to have
enormous power...

Young woman?

Oh, dear lord.

What?

♪♪

You're melting.

Oh, um, guess
I'm not hungry.

Maybe I'm not
making this any better.

No. I just...

This is better.

I had my 10th
birthday party here.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

We'd just moved
to sunnydale and...

Mom rented the carousel
for an entire hour...

For just me
and my friends.

Except I hadn't made
any friends yet,

so it was just me and mom and
Buffy riding it by ourselves,

over and over
and over again...

For the whole hour,

just so mom felt like we'd
gotten our money's worth.

She's...

She's not gonna
get better, is she?

Absolutely she will.

You summers women are tough.

I'm really glad
you're here.

Thanks.

Buffy's glad too.

Yeah?

She sure cries a lot less with
you than she did with angel.

Angel made her
cry a lot, huh?

Everything with him was
all "eeeee," you know?

All?

You know, "my boyfriend's
a vampire crazy, crazy."

Every day was like
the end of the world.

She doesn't get all worked
up like that over you.

I think you've been
really good for her.

So I figure there has to be some
kind of mystical cure, right?

I mean, like a potion
or a spell or something.

We have to look.
We can look.

I mean, we will,
but I haven't seen anything.

The truth is, uh, the
mystical and the medical...

Aren't meant to mix,
Buffy.

Sorry.

The human mind is very delicate.
Just too much could go wrong.

Yeah, I've heard stories about
people trying healing spells.

If we did something, it could
make things a lot worse, Buffy.

We've done just about enough making
things worse for one day, haven't we?

Why? What do you mean?

Nothing. Anya broke
a bippity-boppity-boo.

A thing.
Don't worry about it.

I did not. I didn't
break... Anya...

Buffy doesn't need to hear about
your, uh, clumsiness right now.

My clumsiness.
I mean, that is so...

Like... me.

Slippery, slippery.
Butterfingers.

- What happened?
- Nothing to concern you.

Giles.

The, uh, demon woman was here.
The one who attacked you.

It's no biggie. She just got
an amulet and a bloodstone.

That can create a monster
okay, biggie.

My god, are you guys okay,
though? No one got hurt, right?

No, no. Thankfully,
no violence to speak of.

Okay, so that's... good.

How did she get away
with this bad mojo stuff?

Giles sold it to her.

I... i... I didn't know
it was her.

I mean, how could I?

If it's any consolation,
I may have overcharged her.

And Anya figured out
what the demon lady's up to.

Yeah. A few thousand years
ago, there was this cult...

The temple of Sobek.

- Sobek?
- Reptile demon.

Sobekites were
reptile worshippers.

Just once I would like to run
into a cult of bunny worshippers.

Great. Thank you very much
for those nightmares.

Sorry.

Anyway, their high priest,
kohl, had great mystic powers.

He forged an amulet with
a transmogrifying crystal.

Transmogrifying
is changing a living thing...

Into a different kind
of thing.

We've managed to
decipher the markings...

That were on the bloodstone that
I sold... that she left with.

A cobra. She's going to
transmogrify a cobra.

Okay, so she's making a monster.
What for? What does it do?

That's the part...
We're working on it.

Well, you keep working on it.
I'll go kill it.

- Buffy?
- What? I'm going.

Buffy, this chick
creamed you last time.

That's because I wasn't ready
for her last time. I am now.

But you...
But what?

Wil, I can't just sit here.
I have to do something.

Chill, worm.

I'm gonna make you a star.

Chant.

Sobek,
Grant the power,

that it may mold
this wretched creature.

That it may be reborn,
that it may serve.

Ah! Dark incantations.

Always overwritten. Why can't
they just cut to the...

Fight?
Ooh. No fair...

Attacking... when I wasn't
even looking. Ooh. Help.

No. This is no good.
I'm out of the moment.

And you're not giving me
anything I can use.

Dreg, I'm not hearing chanting!
Continue!

Yes, glory.

Hey, hey,
work with me here.

There, that feels more real.
Don't you think?

Oh, no.

Even if I do have to carry
your performance.

Scene.

Arise. Arise!

Arise!

He is arisen.

'Bout damn time.

Spawn of sobek.

The power is yours
to see what is unseen,

to find what is
shrouded in shadow.

Already you know
what I seek.

I have given you form.
Now find for me the key.

Seek it out
in the holy places.

Yes, yes, yes. Let your vision
guide you to its hiding place...

And then return to me
and tell me where it lies.

Now would be good.

Fun, fun, fun.

Aleister Crowley sings?

Sadly, no,
I don't carry that,

but I do have some
very nice whale sounds.

Oh, excuse me
for a moment.

- Where's Buffy?
- Uh, she left a while ago.

What?
Where?

That creepy demon woman's
conjuring some kind of monster.

And you let Buffy
go after her? Alone?

"Let" isn't really a factor when she sets
her mind to something. You know that.

She'll get herself killed.
It's crazy.

Yeah, crazy. Going off
alone, half-cocked,

instead of waiting
for much-needed backup.

Charging in with
a big old hand grenade.

Oh, wait.

This is different.

Yeah, it is.

Buffy needs something she can
fight, something she can solve.

I don't know what kind of
action you're looking for.

Do you?

Hey, I'm not trying
to get... it's cool.

You okay?

Just a little crazed.

I hear ya.

If, uh,
she needs me...

Magic box, your one-stop spot
to shop for... Giles, it's me.

Buffy.
Are you all right?

No, I'm really not.
I couldn't stop her.

I couldn't even
slow her down.

- Where are you?
- Sunnydale memorial.

Are you badly hurt?
I'll come right over.

No. No. I just wanted to warn you that
that thing she conjured... it's loose.

It's a big snake thing. Not mayor
big, but it's pretty lethal looking.

- Do you know why she raised it?
- I don't know yet.

I'll warn the others. We'll get weapons.
We'll fan out...

Wait, wait a second.
What time is it?

Half past 4:00.
Why?

School's out. Dawn's on her
way over to you. Giles...

Understood. We'll keep her
safe here until you arrive.

Thanks. And, Giles... yes?

Dawn's kind of fragile
right now... about mom.

She doesn't know how bad it is.
We'll not say a word.

Well, my mom's gonna
wake up soon,

and I should be there
when the doctors tell her.

She's in good hands,
Buffy.

There's really
nothing else you can do.

Okay. Bye.

Bye.

Is she awake yet?

Yeah.
She's waiting for us.

Can we take her home now?

We'll see.

Go get your stuff.

- So, any monster reptile sightings?
- None.

Tara and I did
a mini-patrol earlier,

but the biggie snake
was nowhere to be...

Dawn, you okay?

Why was the big snake
afraid of dawn?

It knows.

I've got to stop this monster
before it gets back to glory.

Glory?
That's what he called her.

Giles, she's gonna know dawn's
the key if we don't... we will!

Please! Please, mistress!

Perturbed, yet ultimately
merciful, one, please, no!

What is taking
so long, dreg?

You told me snakey-wakey
would find my key.

Now, why isn't he back here with
a beautiful message for me?

I grovel like a bug,

most silky
and effervescent Glorificus.

Glory. Glory,
your most fresh and cleanness,

it's just a matter of time.

Oh, everything
takes time!

What about my time?

Does anyone appreciate that
I'm on a schedule here?

Tick-tock, dreg.
Tick-fricking-tock!

You want me to stay?

No. I'm fine.

I think I should
talk to dawn alone.

Okay.

Oh, do I have bed hair?

I don't look like
scary mom, do I?

No. You look beautiful.

Okay. Let's do this.

Stay close.

I will.

Buffy.

You okay?
You look pretty beat up.

Minimal damage
of the fighting kind.

It's all the other kind.

Come here.

It's okay.
Just let it out.

I'm right here.

I can't.

Not now.

They need me.

If I start now,

I won't be able to stop.

Buffy.

Grr! Arrgh!