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[Downtown Sunnydale] [Enter
Buffy] |
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Buffy |
What's in a name? that which
we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Angel would, were he not Angelus call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Angelus, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself. |
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O Angelus, Angelus! wherefore
art thou Angel?
Deny thy sire and refuse thy demon;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Slayer of vampires. |
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[Enter Adam] |
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Or not. |
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Adam |
What a piece of work is a man!
how noble in reason!
how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how
express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the
world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me,
what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not
me: no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling
you seem to say so. |
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Buffy |
There are more things in
heaven and earth, Adam,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. [Adam and Buffy fight] |
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Adam |
O, wonder!How many goodly
creatures are there here!
How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world,
That has such people in't! |
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Buffy |
Something is rotten in
Sunnydale. |
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[Alarums, Enter Demons,
Watchers, Giles, Xander of SD, Willow, and Oz, Alarums, fighting, Oz is
killed] |
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Xander |
You bastards sons, you hast
slain Oz. |
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Willow |
A silence in the heavens, the
rack stand still,
The bold winds speechless and the orb below
As hush as death, anon the dreadful thunder
Doth rend the region, so, after Pyrrhus' pause,
Aroused vengeance sets him new a-work;
And never did the Cyclops' hammers fall
On Mars's armour forged for proof eterne
With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword
Now falls on Priam.
Out, out, thou strumpet, Fortune! All you gods,
In general synod 'take away her power;
Break all the spokes and fellies from her wheel,
And bowl the round nave down the hill of heaven,
As low as to the fiends!' |
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Xander |
That’s it, This has got to
stop,
It is time for me to act like a man
And hide. Willow, I have known you since
We were but glimmers
and you afeared retribution
for the breaking of a yellow crayon,
Bring balance to your smittings.
The Mall was a goodly place before you
Smote it. [To Adam and his demons]
Villains, I’d flee now.
[Willow waves hands, smites Demons. Black clad commandoes run up, grab
a demon and run away.] |
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Adam |
All the infections that the
sun sucks up
From bogs, fens, flats, on Willow falls and make
By inch-meal a disease! Your spirits hear me
And yet I needs must curse. But they'll nor pinch,
Fright me with urchin--shows, pitch me i' the mire,
Nor lead me, like a firebrand, in the dark
For every trifle are they set upon me;
Their pricks at my footfall; sometime am I
All wound with adders who with cloven tongues
Fie a pox upon it. [Exit Adam] |
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Buffy |
We are suffering the
after-ness
Of a night of badness |
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Oh, Angel, man-nymph in whose
orisons,
All my sins be remembered,
With all my love I do commend me to you:
And what so poor a woman as Buffy is
May do, to express her love and friending to you,
God willing, shall not lack.
And still your fingers on your lips, I pray.
The time is out of joint: O cursed spite,
That ever I was born to set it right!
I pray, that we two go together. |
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[Exit Buffy] |
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Giles |
Buffy is fair distracted in
her affections.
When you live atop a mystical convergence
It is only a matter of time before a fresh hell
Break loose. |
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Xander |
Merry Giles, stop with the
laugh track. |
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[Enter Glory/Ben and her/his
minions] |
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Giles |
Good Lord. |
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Xander |
That was swift |
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Glory |
I’m looking for my key.
And
I’m getting very cranky. |
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[Enter Faith] |
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Faith |
'Rise ye sons of heroic SunnyD,
ye sons of warrior fathers
With your shields on the left protect you
And with your right your spear hurl boldly
Spare not in the least your lifeblood
For this is not like to Sunnydaleans!' |
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Glory |
You, deliver up my key. |
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Faith |
Come and get it |
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Glory |
If I win this next battle |
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I will smite thee, and take thine head from
thee; and I will give the
carcases of the host of the Watchers this day unto the fowls of the
air, and to the wild beasts of the earth; that all the earth may know
that I should not be messed with. |
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Faith |
If |
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[Glory and Faith fight. Glory
breaks her shoe.] |
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Glory |
You broke my new Jimmy Choos.
Bitch. [Minions hand Glory Ben’s coat. She puts it on] |
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Ben |
Not in the face, not in the
face |
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Faith |
Wast there not a woman here?
[To Giles]
I am the Slayer, come to resolve your ills. |
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Giles |
But if you are Slayer,
What then is Buffy,
Or for that matter, Joan? [Exit all] |
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