Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1996–2003): Season 7, Episode 15 - Get It Done - full transcript

Previously on
the Vampire Slayer.

Evil. They want an apocalypse.
We'll give 'em one.

'Cause we just
became an army.

I'm not saying
it's a happy scenario,

but we're dealing with a big bad that
can be any dead person it wants.

What do you want from me,
Jonathan/the First?

I have an assignment for you.

- You want me to hurt the girls?
- The girls must die.

Nice place.
A bit of a mess.

- They're all Slayers?
- Potential Slayers,

waiting for one to be called.



There were many more like them
all over the world,

but, um, now
there's just a handful,

and they're all
on their way to Sunnydale.

Glad we talked.

In the spirit of air
clearing... Yeah?

I feel like I need to be
honest about something.

Spike has a soul now.

That's what's gonna stop him
from hurting people.

Buffy...
He can be a good man, Giles.

I feel it.

I guess we should talk.

How do you know
about Slayers?

My mother was one. She was
killed when I was four.

- Something got to her? A demon...
- A vampire.



- So how do you two know each other?
- He works with me.

You know,
in the struggle against evil.

He's a vampire.

I should move out.
No. You have to stay.

No, you got another
demon fighter now.

That's not why
I need you here.

- Why's that then?
- 'Cause I'm not ready for you to not be here.

- You're not my mother.
- Would you like to know who killed me?

You met him.
You know him.

You fought by his side.

Spike.

Chloe?

It is Chloe, right?

It's not enough!

I'm a bright girl.
Good education.

Quick on the uptake.

So tell me. Why in the name
of almighty Grothnar...

would I let myself
become human again?

You're really talkin'
to the wrong fellow.

I mean, sure, the vengeance
demon gig has some downsides.

All jobs do.
I mean, being human...

You're always icky on the inside,
disgusting on the outside.

Your outside's not so bad.

Y-You know, the only thing
worse thing than being human...

is being trapped inside
a household full of humans.

Preachin' to the choir, love. It's
like we live in Slayer Central.

I swear, if Buffy rooms or boards
one more of the Potential girls,

I'm gonna call a... I'm gonna
call a health inspector.

I like my plan better.
Get up, get out, get drunk.

Repeat as needed.
It's just more elegant.

Thanks for havin' me along.

Don't mention it.

At first I thought,
it's weird.

Is Spike asking me out
on a date?

'Cause that would just be...

nuts.

Right. I'm just out
for the alcohol.

Right there
with you, scooter.

Tonight, I plan to drink you
under the table.

You're on then.
Good.

Of course, once you're down
there, I could join you.

Kidding. I like my sex
on top of the table.

Would you let it go?

You're like a dog
with a bone.

- So what?
- It's my bone. Just drop it.

Okay. Okay.
I wasn't proposing.

Time goes by, a girl gets hungry.
You should know.

Oh, thank God.
What?

- Demon.
- Huh?

- D'Hoffryn says you die.
- Of course he does.

Hey!

This may mean more
than you think.

That so? Because I think
what we have here...

is a couple of chuckleheads who thought
that a cafeteria fistfight would impress.

I'm not impressed.
Buffy, are you impressed?

Still, I'm gonna cut you guys
some slack this time.

Third fight this week,
and it's just getting worse.

Plus, a rise in vandalism,
three students missing.

Tell me something, Buffy.
In your professional opinion...

It's started, hasn't it?

The Hellmouth has begun
its semiannual percolation.

Usually it blows around May.
Was it like this before?

I mean, it just seems to me as if things
are getting bad faster than we thought.

- We're a little ahead of schedule.
- I can't say I'm too surprised.

I knew I signed on for somethin',
but, Buffy, I'm just a guy...

Granted, a cool and sexy
vampire-fightin' guy, but still...

Don't forget snappy dresser.

Mmm. Thank you.

- But this is gonna get bigger than me.
- Yeah, it is.

That's why I've decided
to give you this.

What is it?
An emergency kit.

This bag belonged
to my mother.

A Slayer keepsake.

I-I couldn't.
No, you have to.

Technically, it should've been passed
down directly to you through the years,

but after my mother died,

I guess I just couldn't
part with it.

- Wow.
- I don't know what's inside exactly,

but I know it has something
to do with her power...

Well, your power now.

I-I don't know what to say.

Try saying, "Thank you,
Principal Wood."

- Thank you, Principal Wood.
- Ah, call me Robin.

And now I'd like
to see where you work.

Uh, here, actually.

Uh, Th-this is my desk, and,
uh, these are-are my pencils.

No. Where you do
your other work.

So, all the potential Slayers
who seem to keep popping up...

from, like, every corner of
the earth were getting killed.

By the First.
Agents of.

We thought the council could protect them,
but no one was protecting the council,

and all their Watchers
were killed.

Word got out, and they've all
been comin' here since.

There's nothin' like the end of the
world to bring people together.

It's heartwarming. Anyway, this
is, uh, it... command central.

Where the hell have you been? This
funnel cake is kicking my ass.

Yeah, I hear they're tricky.
Robin Wood, this is Andrew.

- It's a pleasure.
- Andrew is our...

Actually, he's our hostage.

I like to think of myself
more as a "guestage."

So, you... you hold him here
against his will?

Well, he was evil, and people
got killed, and now he bakes.

I-It's a thing.
Oh.

Could we try to just keep our secret
headquarters a little bit secret?

You keep bringin' people in,
they're gonna see everything.

They'll see the big board.

Andrew, we don't have
a big board.

- I, uh, made it myself.
- I wouldn't have guessed.

Uh, this is us.

And this represents the First,
in various incarnations.

And, uh, there's no pattern
to the naked eye yet,

but the instant one emerges,
yours truly is on it.

Where do we put our receipts?

You'll have to forgive Andrew.

Or not. Your call.

We do have a lot more working for
us than just the, uh, big board.

So I see.

Punch-block combo!

Cross, block, kick!

Chamber your energy.

Punch-block combo!

Hold it! What the hell
you call that, Potential?

Try that in the field, and you are dead.
Drop and give me 20.

Twenty what?
Push-ups, maggot!

I love this job.
Did you see that?

I called that girl a maggot.
Hi. Who the hell are you?

An ally.
So, what do you think?

My girls ready
to kick some ass or what?

- Looking strong.
- But?

I'm just not sure the First has an ass
you can actually, you know, kick.

I guess we'll see.

Principal Wood, hi!

It's so weird seeing you
outside of school.

What are you waving at,
Potential?

- Attention!
- You're right.

Rising sun!
It's not enough.

- That's not what I said, Buffy.
- - Begin.

It's an impressive group
of recruits.

They're not recruits.
Punch-block combo!

Recruits are recruited.
Punch, block, kick!

These girls were chosen.

You're doin' the best you can
with what you've got. Rising sun.

They're not all gonna make it.

Some will die, and nothin'
I can do will stop that.

Attention!
Oh, hi.

Hey.
Chamber your energy.

Well, Buffy, I... I see that our
preparation for the school...

pep-dance-cheer-drill contest
are coming along.

Bring it on!

It's okay.
I filled him in on everything.

Oh, thank God.

If I had to explain all these
weapons, I had nothing.

Buffy tells me you've been, uh...
Oh, how shall I put it?

Experimenting...
with the magics.

Oh, yeah.

Nothing too heavy though.
Just the lighter, safer stuff.

If Kennedy asks,
her pointy stuff's right there.

See ya inside.

So much cooler than Snyder.

She really almost
destroyed the world?

Yep.

Remind me not
to make her crabby.

Might be better if ya did.
How's that work?

Oh, I don't know.

It's just... The First is coming,
and then look at us, the army.

We've got a bunch of fighters
with nothing to hit,

a Wicca who won't-a, and the brains
of our operation wears oven mitts.

Mmm. Well, you're redefining the
job, Buffy, and that takes guts.

This isn't your
full arsenal anyway.

Show me the vampire.

But you just let him go.
After saving your life.

For now. That was one of
D'Hoffryn's killers, Spike.

He won't stop coming till he kills me.
Yet here you are...

Walkin', talkin', annoyin'.

You fought like a "wimpvire," what
with the lifting and the running.

Why not just kill him?
Anya, think.

I fight, demon boy gets lucky, I get
knocked out, you get killed. True?

We both know the safest and
sanest way of saving your life...

is to keep you with me,
away from danger.

Oh.

No need to thank me. I'm just
the one who beat him off.

"Repelled him" would perhaps
be the better phrase.

- Demon.
- Figured.

I hope we're not intruding.

Not a bit.

Just what brings our good principal
to this neck of the gloom?

I'm showing him
our operation... us.

Fine by me. Big fight
against evil comin' up.

The more good guys we've got,
the longer we'll all live.

Is that what you are,
a good guy?

I haven't
heard any complaints.

I have heard a few complaints
over the years,

but then I just killed whoever spoke
up, and that was pretty much that.

- He's joking.
- No, he's not.

No, I'm not.

But that's the old me
I'm talkin' about.

- Why don't you tell me about that?
- There's not much to tell.

- I've changed.
- Oh. Now that you have a soul.

Yeah. That was a big deal.

Very private. What, are you
just tellin' everyone now?

Come on, Spike. Don't blame Buffy.
I asked.

Right. The educator.

Yeah, I went to great lengths,
lots of trouble.

And now I'm unique.
Well, more or less.

Got myself a soul.
Whatever that means.

- How's that workin' out for ya?
- In progress.

Well, you've had some time.

- You've been in Sunnydale, what...
- Years.

- How many?
- A few.

Before that?
Around.

I think we'd better
get back upstairs.

Right. Give him
the full tour.

You don't want to miss
a look at her weapons chest.

So, I took a look inside that
emergency bag of Principal Wood's.

And?
It smelled weird.

Kind of like Grandma's
closet, but worse.

I didn't know that was possible.
Anything we could use?

Trinkets, weapons,
one very large textbook.

Translation's gonna
be a bitch but...

Did you know the ancient
Sumerians did not speak English?

They're worse
than the French.

Anything else?
Uh, yeah. A box.

A big, fat, unopenable box.

I'm betting whatever the big deal
about this emergency bag is,

you'll find it in the box.

Good. Keep on it. Don't you
have any real homework?

You mean, like schoolwork? Yes.

I've got a system. It's called
flunking out. No, just kidding.

I'm paying someone to do my work.
I'm kidding!

I love to see your eyeballs change color
when you think I'm gonna flunk out.

What happened?
We heard...

Dawn, get a knife.
I'm cutting her down.

Good thinking. But, on the
other hand, why rush?

Up or down,
I'll still be dead.

- You're not Chloe.
- Yeah, well, neither is she anymore.

Now she's just
Chloe's body.

- What did you do to her?
- Nothing. We just talked all night.

Well, I did most of the talking.
But Chloe is...

I'm sorry... was a good listener,
till she hanged herself.

Like when you called her
"maggot," she really heard that.

Don't listen to it,
any of you.

It's the First.
Oh, let 'em.

The only reason
why Chloe offed herself...

was 'cause she knew
what you're not getting.

I'm coming. You're going.

All this...
It's almost over.

We'll be here.
All of you?

But wait. I thought...

They're not all gonna make it.
Some will die,

and there's nothing
I can do that will stop it.

Hey, I didn't say it.

But I'll be seeing all of you,
one by one.

T.T.F.N.

What's "T.T.F.N."?

It's "ta-ta for now."

It's what Tigger says
when he leaves.

Chloe loved Winnie the Pooh.

Dawn, where's that knife?

Is everyone here?

All accounted for.

Anyone want to say
a few words about Chloe?

Let me.

Chloe was an idiot.
Chloe was stupid.

She was weak. Anyone in a rush
to be the next dead body I bury?

It's easy. Just think of
Chloe and do what she did,

and I'll find room for you
next to her and Annabelle.

I'm a Slayer,
the one with the power,

and the First has me using
that power to dig our graves.

I've been carrying you... all
of you... too far, too long.

Ride's over.
You're out of line.

- No, she's not.
- You're gonna let her talk to you like that?

Willow, she's not even the most
powerful one in this room.

With you here,
she's not close.

You're new here,
and you're wrong,

because I use
the power that I have.

The rest of you
are just waiting for me.

Well, yeah, but only because
you kind of told us to.

You're our leader, Buffy,
as in "follow the."

Well, from now on, I'm your
leader, as in "do what I say."

Jawohl!

But let's not try to forget,
we're also your friends.

- I'm not.
- Then why are you here?

Aside from getting rescued,
what is it that you do?

I provide much needed...
sarcasm.

Um, that'd... kind of
be my job, actually.

You're here
because you're scared.

- Same goes for everyone in this room.
- Fine.

Anya, all of you,
be as scared as you'd like.

- Just be useful while you're at it.
- - Come on, Buffy.

You know everyone here is
doing everything they can.

And the First isn't impressed.

It already knows us.

It knows what we can do,
and it's laughing.

You want to surprise the enemy?
Surprise yourselves.

Force yourself to do what can't be
done or else we are not an army.

We're just a bunch of girls waiting
to be picked off and buried.

Where are you going?
Out.

Since I'm neither
a girl nor waiting,

all this speechifying doesn't
really apply to me, does it?

Fine. Take a cell phone.

That way, if I need someone to get
weepy or whaled on, I can call you.

- If you've got something to say...
- I just said it.

You keep holding back, you might
as well walk out that door.

Holding back? You're blind.

I've been here, right in
it... fighting, scrappin'.

- Since you got your soul back?
- Well, as a matter of fact,

I haven't been quite relishing
the kill the way I used to.

- You were a better fighter then.
- I did this for you!

The soul, the changes...
It's what you wanted.

What I want is
the Spike that's dangerous,

the Spike that tried
to kill me when we met.

Oh, you don't know how close
you are to bringing him out.

I'm nowhere near him.

Dawn, get the Potentials
upstairs...

and break out
that emergency kit.

- What are you gonna do?
- I'm declaring an emergency.

We thought you'd want to be here.
Yeah, you thought right.

That emergency bag's
got some neat stuff in it.

Weapons, charms,
advanced reading assignments.

Yeah, cool stuff, but
we've seen it all before.

Not this we haven't.
What's inside it?

Mmm, I don't know. It hasn't been
opened since... well, since now.

Puppets.

That's it. The First hates puppets.
If we can just airlift Kermit,

Fozzie the Bear and Miss Piggy into
town, the First would be a-runnin'.

- Those are Muppets.
- And these things are shadow-casters.

You put them in motion,
and they tell you a story.

It says, "You can't just watch.
You have to see."

- What the hell does that mean?
- It's cryptic. I don't like it.

Every time instructions get cryptic,
someone gets hurt. Usually me.

"You can't just watch. You have to see"?
See what?

That's where all my fancy
translating skills break down.

But I think
it's an origin myth.

- The story of the very first Slayer.
- I-I saw her.

You saw the first Slayer?
The other night, in my dream.

It's gotta
mean something, right?

Okay, according to this,
I think,

you put on those puppet
guys, one by one.

They cast shadows,
and the shadows tell the story.

"First, there is the earth."

What's that sound?
Okay, so far, so creepy.

- Um...
- Okay.

"Then there came the demons."

- "After demons,
there came men."

"Men found a girl."

"And the men took the girl...

"to fight the demon...
All demons.

"They... They chained her
to the earth.

And then"...

And I...

I-I can't read this.

- Something about darkness.
- What about darkness?

It says,
"You cannot be shown.

"You cannot just watch,
but you must see.

See for yourself, but only if you're
willing to make the exchange."

When did you get
so good at Sumerian?

It's not in Sumerian anymore.

But what does it mean?

It means
I have to go in there.

No, it doesn't. Where does it say that?
It doesn't say that.

Buffy, you don't even know
what you're exchanging.

- You don't even know if you're ready yet.
- That's the point.

No, Buffy. We don't know where you're
going or how we'll get you back.

- Buffy, you can't.
- How will we get you back?

Find a way.

She's gone.
Huh.

What was that
about an exchange?

Ah, this must be
the exchange student.

Willow, use your magic
to send him back!

I'm trying. Uh...

Weapons!

Clear out of here, all of you, unless you
want to end up all dead and useless.

- What are you gonna do?
- What I do best.

Are you injured?
Just hurt.

Don't make
a case out of it.

- How about you?
- I think we'll live.

- Except maybe Spike.
- Is getting thrown through the ceiling what he does best?

- I'll go check on him.
- We've got bigger problems than that.

- Yeah. Demon loose, no Slayer.
- We need Buffy.

You gotta get her back.
Looks like it's spell o'clock.

Which spell? I mean,
didn't you see that thing?

And you expect to reopen the portal
without sending Willow off the deep end?

- Thanks for your support.
- Well, it's true.

We're gonna have to
find another way.

There isn't,
and Buffy knew it.

- I've gotta get her back.
- We don't even know where she went.

Well, I guess that worked.

- Dawnie, what does the book say?
- Not much.

Once Buffy left, it got a
little tougher to read. Oh.

It's okay. We'll just start with
what we know, take it from there.

Great. So far, we know jack about squat.
Let's go from there.

You've got the magic. Use it. I
don't even know what magic to use.

Why not just try
all 32 flavors?

Worst thing that happens is
you go brunette.

That's not the worst thing
that can happen.

She's right.
And you know we have a choice.

We can risk Willow's life and the
rest of our lives to get Buffy back,

or we leave her out there.

If we play it safe back here,
Buffy could stay lost.

You missed her
"everyone sucks but me" speech.

If she's so superior,
let her find her own way back.

Anya, the First is already
up and running.

Every second that Buffy's
not here is an opportunity...

for it to show up
and rip us to pieces.

Willow, how would
you get Buffy back?

That's what I'm saying.
I don't even know.

But if another witch was to
do it, where would she start?

Physics,
principles, basic laws.

- Such as?
- Uh, conservation of energies.

You can't really create or
destroy anything, just transfer.

I'm sorry. Are you helping?

No. But at least I'm not galloping
off in the wrong direction.

- Magic works off physics.
- Not without a catalyst.

If you're talking about transferring
energies, you need some kind of conduit.

Like a... a Kraken's tooth.

Yeah. Skin of Draconis, uh,
ground-up Baltic stones. Something.

- Okay. Good.
- Plus, we need an exchange.

Like you said, I'm thinking
a Slayer for a demon.

Right.
If we want Buffy back,

then we have to find that demon
and send it through.

- It matter if it's dead or alive?
- - I vote dead.

The Slayer's
countin' on you, Willow.

Get crackin' on that portal, and
don't be stingy with the mojo.

- The demon's mine.
- I hate to say it, Big Bad,

but you look like
you can barely stand.

We're trained. And the only
thing we know for sure...

about this demon is
it kicked your ass.

- It did at that.
- Where are you going?

There's somethin' I need.

Hello?

I'm Buffy.
I'm the Slayer.

Good. That's good then.

Um, you know, I know we have
bigger issues to deal with,

but how'd I understand
anything you guys just said?

Oh, I know. Ancient magics.
I just thought it was neat.

And the neat of it just left.
Uh, end of what?

Uh, latest. You mean,
"latest guardian."

Okay, um...

I-I have a First to fight, okay? So
just tell me what I need to know.

I-I came to learn.

You know what I think?
I'm not really here at all.

None of this is actually happening.
This is like a play.

Like some shadow play.

Some nonreality,
reenactment, hologramy...

And this is gonna help us how?

The sand forms a circle,
the circle acts as a barrier,

and the barrier
contains the portal.

Now what? We hold hands and
chant "Kumbaya" or something?

Maybe. Till we get
the magics up and running,

I'm kind of workin'
on my best guess here.

Maybe we should wait.
For what?

Spike. To see if he can
bring back that demon.

No, I-I don't think we
should wait right now.

Opening a portal this size
could take days.

Better get started.

I think I might pee my pants.
You can do it.

The magics, not the pants thing.
Okay.

Dawnie, you'd better put on some coffee.
This could take a while.

What is this?

I thought I brought me here.

Look, listen, you guys. I'm already
the Slayer, bursting with power.

Really don't need any more.

♪

This is how you...

No!

By making me less human?

Make this stop!

No, this isn't the way!

- Where you goin'?
- Got a job.

- Nice coat. Where'd you get it?
- New York.

Screw it! Mighty forces,
I suck at Latin, okay?

But that's not the issue!
I'm the one in charge,

and I'm telling you,
open that portal now!

- It's not happening, Wil!
- Give her time. She's getting it.

Or something's getting her. Wil, I
think you'd better back up a little.

No!

Oh, come on, now, Nancy.
Call yourself a demon?

I thought you were up
for a proper fight.

Now we're talkin'.

Yeah!

You think I came all this way to
get knocked up by some demon dust?

I can't fight this.

I know that now.
You guys, you're just men...

Just the men who did this...
to her.

Whoever that girl was before
she was the first Slayer.

No, you don't understand!
You violated that girl,

made her kill for you
because you're weak,

you're pathetic, and you obviously
have nothing to show me!

I don't know your feelings,
big guy,

but to me,
a tussle like that...

is good for the soul.

I knew it.
It's always the staff.

Tell me something I don't know.

Hey.

You okay? You've been
kind of quiet since...

You sucked
the life out of me?

Yeah. Since then.

Look, it's important
that you know... what I am,

what I'm like when I'm...
like that.

I thought it would be...
I don't know... cool somehow.

- It just hurt.
- Yeah. I'm really sorry.

It's just, you were the most
powerful person nearby,

and, well, that's...
That's how it works.

That's... how I work.

I got that. You told me.

I'll see you in the morning.

How you doin'?

Thanks for
bringing me back... again.

Oh, it's what I do.

I was hard
on you guys today.

Oh, it's all right.
You needed to be.

Although, Twinkies and Kisses...
Also peachy motivational tools.

You okay?
I think I made a mistake.

What?

Those men that I met...
You know, the shadow men...

They offered me more power,

but I didn't like the loophole.

So you turned it down?

It's okay, Buffy.
We'll get by. We always do.

I don't know.

They showed me...
Showed you what?

That the first Slayer was right.

It isn't enough.

Why, Buffy?
What did you see?

What did they show you?

Grr! Arrgh!