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Bring on the Night Quotes
Bring on the Night Quotes

Xander: It's a loop... like the Mummy Hand. I'm doomed to replace these windows for all eternity. You know, maybe we should just board these up until things are less hellmouthy.

Willow: Yeah, my search isn't turning anything up either. Are you sure this thing called itself The First?
Buffy: Pretty sure. It claimed to be the original evil, the one that came before anything else.
Anya: Please, how many times have I heard that line in my demon days? "I'm so rotten, they don't even have a word for it. I'm bad. Baddy bad bad bad. Does it make you horny?" Or terrified. Whatever.
Buffy: It wasn't a line. When I came up against this thing, I felt it. It was ancient and enormous. It nearly got Angel to kill himself. And if we don't rescue Spike soon, God only knows what the First'll get him to do.

Buffy: Mom? You're not real.
Joyce: OK, is that, uh, slang, like you're not for real, or—?
Buffy: You're The First.
Joyce: Oh, baby, you're so tired, you're not making sense. Maybe you should get some sleep.
Buffy: No.
Joyce: You can't win against this thing. Not if you don't rest.
Buffy: Stop. Stop being like this. It's a lie.
Joyce: I don't want to scare you, but I want you to take care. You need to wake up.
Buffy: What?
Xander: You're dreaming. Buff, wake up.

Andrew: I'm—I was about to be dead. You saved me.
Buffy: For the time being. But if you don't tell us what we need to know, then I'm gonna offer you to The First on a platter and let him chop you into tiny pieces.
Andrew: The first what?
Anya: The name of the evil thing that pretended to be Warren to get you to kill Jonathan.
Andrew: Oh, not very ominous sounding.
Dawn: No, i-it is if you understand the context.
Andrew: No, an evil name should be like Lex or Voldemort or—
Buffy: Hey, I was intimidating here.

Dawn: There's blood on this. Lots. Looks like the first made another sacrifice. Or a music video.
Buffy: The seal could've been activated. I bet that's what the First needed Spike for.
Andrew: That wasn't there before. I had nothing to do with that.
Xander: Thanks for clearing that up 'cause otherwise we might've thought you were up to no good here at the satanic manhole cover. You killed your best friend!
Andrew: He's in a place of joy and peace. He told me.
Xander: No, nobody told you. You got tricked by a fake ghost.

Andrew: Man, this place gives me the creeps. It's like in Wonder Woman, issue 297/299—
Xander: "Catacombs"—yeah with the skeletons.
Andrew & Xander: That was cool.

Principal Wood: Hey. I—thought that you were, um—
Dawn: Sick? She was. Oh, vomiting and oozing from various places and—
Principal Wood: Yeah, I remember, so please don't go on.
Dawn: Oh, but now, it's amazing. The doctor gave her some cream.
Buffy: Pills. And a cream. And I'm all better.

Buffy: Oh, I was down here helping Dawn with a school project.
Dawn: For science.
Buffy: We buried a, um, uh, time capsule.
Dawn: Hello people of the future. Kids of today like Red Bull and, uh, Jackass.

Buffy: Will!
Willow: It's still in me. I feel it!
Buffy: No, it's not. It's gone. You're OK.
Willow: I don't want to hurt anybody. Please, Buffy, don't let it make me. Oh, God!
Buffy: We won't. I promise, OK? I promise. We won't use magic to fight this thing until we know what we're doing.
Willow: I can't. I can't. I'm sorry.

Giles: Sorry to barge in. We have a slight apocalypse.

Dawn: They're all slayers?
Giles: 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.
Buffy: The others were murdered.
Giles: In cold blood. As well as their watchers. We always feared that this day would come, when there'd be an attack against not just an individual slayer, but against the whole line.
Buffy: The First. That's what it wants.
Giles: Yes, to erase all the slayers in training and their watchers along with their methods.
Buffy: And then Faith, and then me. And with all the potentials gone and no way of making another, it's the end. No more slayer. Ever.
Willow: But we haven't found any information on The First. No documentation—
Giles: That's because it predates any written history, and it rarely shows its true face. The only record I know was in the Council Library.

Willow: That means all the Council's records are-are destroyed?
Giles: Annabelle. That's what's left. The mystic secrets of the Watchers. And whatever I could find on The First. When I learned what was happening, I-I, um, I stole them.
Anya: And you blew the Council up! See, this is what happens when you're all stuffy and repressed. You overreact.
Giles: Not—I didn't. Must've been an agent of The First, after my little burglary session. The knowledge contained in these files had to be protected, and there wasn't time for-for bureaucracy or debate. The Council knows no other way.
Andrew: And it cost them their lives! Go on.
Buffy: Can we gag him? But what do these records say about The First?
Giles: Uh, very little. It can change form. Uh, it only appears in the guise of someone who's passed away.
Willow: Our ghosts.
Also it's not corporeal. It can't touch or fight on it's own. It only works through those it manipulates. And its followers, the Bringers.

Giles: The First is unlike anything we've faced before. I mean, there's evil and then there's the thing that created evil, the source.
Buffy: And that's what this thing claims to be?
Giles: That's what it is. It has eternities to act, endless resources. How to defeat it—I-I— honestly I don't know. But we have to find a way. If the slayer line is eliminated, then the hell mouth has no guardian. The balance is destroyed. I'm afraid it falls to you, Buffy. Sorry. I mean, we'll do what we can, but you're the only one who has the strength to protect these girls—and the world—against what's coming.
Xander: But no pressure.

Giles: This place you originally saw The First—you say it was in a Christmas tree lot?
Buffy: Under it. There was a hidden cavern. Just happened to be under a tree lot. The Bringers were doing some kind of ritual. Giles, this is bad, isn't it? A new kind of bad.
Giles: Just in time for Christmas.
Buffy: You know, I didn't even realize it was December. Maybe when we get home, we should decorate the rubble. (looks at Giles) Think you'll ever show up for a real visit? The kind where the world isn't about to end?
Giles: If we survive this, I promise.
Buffy: Good. 'Cause I miss you.
Giles: I miss you too.

Andrew: So, how long have you followed Buffy?
Xander: I don't follow her. She's my best friend.
Andrew: Huh. She seems like a good leader. Her hair is shiny. Does she make you stab things?

Willow: OK, so Annabelle can sleep down here, uh, Molly can sleep in Dawn's room—
Kennedy: Not if Dawn actually wants to sleep. Molly'll talk her ear off.
Willow: OK, then Molly down here, you with Dawn, and Annabelle in my room.
Kennedy: Bad idea. Annabelle snores.
Willow: You wanna do the sleeping arrangements?
Willow: OK. You, uh, better not hog the covers.

Giles: Uh, what you fought was a vampire, but it was, um, something more than that. It was a Turok-Han. As Neanderthals are to human beings, the Turok-Han are to vampires. Primordial, ferociously powerful killing machines, as single-minded as animals. They are the vampires that vampires fear. An ancient and entirely different race and, until this morning, I thought they were a myth.
Buffy: So, The First shows up, and now this? You think it's a coincidence?
Giles: I think it's more likely that the Turok-Han is here as an agent of The First.
Annabelle: Um, did you slay it?
Buffy: No, it's still out there, somewhere.
Molly: What's it want?
Buffy: All of us dead. But for now it looks like sunlight is keeping this UberVamp away.
Giles: So, until sunset, I suggest you get some rest. A few hours sleep will do a world of difference.
Buffy: No sleep today. Can't.
Giles: Oh, come on, you're exhausted.
Buffy: Ah, it comes with the gig. Somehow I don't think taking on prehistoric evil comes with nap time. Sorry, potential guys. I know you came a long way, and you wanna get into it, but the best thing you can do right now is just sit tight, wait it out. I'm gonna go to work, see what I can find out. I'll be back before sunset.

Principal Wood: Manifestations of evil? In... the... movies. You're searching for evil movies?
Buffy: Uh, I know it's not the all-time most kosher use of my office hours, um, but, you know, looking at some down time. And what can I say, I just love those evil, evil movies. Like Exorcist, you know, Blair Witch...
Principal Wood: Hmm. As opposed to Rob Schneider's Oeuvre.
Buffy: Different kind of evil.
Principal Wood: Yeah. Buffy, you know, I'm not that big a fan of scary movies, even the hokie ones. Sometimes they go to a place that I think kids could stand to avoid.
Buffy: Well, it's not for the kids.
Principal Wood: Yeah, yeah, I'm only saying that once you see true evil, it can have some serious after burn, and then you can't unsee what you saw. Ever. That's just one opinion. I better get back to work.
Buffy: What kind of movies do you like?
Principal Wood: Oh, me? Mysteries. I love finding out what's underneath it all at the very end.

Drusilla/First: Think of it as a game. A fun, funny game. Without all the rules, or any of the bothersome winning part. But still, there are sides. You have to choose a side, Spike. Then we can fly—be free and visit all our friends as they come squirming up from out the earth. I know you like a good wriggle and a giggle and a squiggle.
Spike: You're not Drusilla.
Drusilla/First: No, I'm really not.
Spike: She was crazier than you.

Joyce: Buffy, what happened?
Buffy: Uh, oh, it's OK, Mom.
Joyce: I tried to warn you, but—right. The last thing you need now is one of helpful Mom's guilt trips. I'll get you some ice.
Buffy: No. Mom, I-I can't.
Joyce: Buffy, you have to heal.
Buffy: I don't have time.
Joyce: Are you worried about the sun going down? Because there's some things you can't control. The sun always goes down, the sun always comes up.
Buffy: Everyone's counting on me.
Joyce: Well, they do that, and I'm sorry, Buffy, but these-these friends of you put too much pressure on you. They always have.
Buffy: Something evil is coming.
Joyce: Buffy, evil isn't coming, it's already here. Evil is always here. Don't you know? It's everywhere.
Buffy: And I have to stop it.
Joyce: How are you gonna do that?
Buffy: I-I don't know yet, but—
Joyce: Buffy, no matter what your friends expect of you, evil is a part of us. All of us. It's natural. And no one can stop that. No one can stop nature, not even—

Buffy: Oh, um, I'm sorry. What were we talking about?
Teen Boy: Only my life. You're just like all the others.
Buffy: No. No, no, no. I'm different. I'm hip. I relate to the young people. No, don't go, uh, uh...
Teen Boy: Roger.
Buffy: Roger. See? I knew that! Oh...

Giles: This day's almost over. And the sun will go down in 17 minutes.
Xander: Hey, junior slayers, don't look so worried. I mean, sure, we don't know where Spike is, or how to fight The First, or if and when the super style vampire is gonna attack us all. However, house— boarded up. No all we gotta do is trap this UberVamp in a pantry, and it's game over.
Willow: Xander, newbies. Let's ease them in to the whole "jokes in the face of death" thing.
Xander: Who's joking? That pantry thing could work. Are you saying M. Night Shamalayan lied to us?

Andrew: OK, I know what you're thinking. Andrew, bad guy. You think I'm a super-villain like Dr. Doom or Apocalypse or-or The Riddler. But I admit I went over to the dark side, but just to pick up a few things, a-and now I'm back. I've learned. I'm good again.
Buffy: And when were you good before?
Andrew: OK, technically, never. Touché. But I'm like Vader in the last 5 minutes of Jedi with redemptive powers minus a redemptive struggle of epic redemption which chronicles... These ropes itch.

Drusilla/First: Do you know why you're alive?
Spike: Never figured you for existential thought, luv. I mean, you hated Paris.
Drusilla/First: You're alive for one reason, and one reason only. Because I wish it. Do you know why I wish it? Because I'm not done with you.
Spike: Give it up. Whatever you are, whatever you get away with, I'm out. You can't pull this puppet's strings anymore.
Drusilla/First: And what makes you think you have a choice? What makes you think you will ever be any good at all in this world?
Spike: She does. Because she believes in me.

Giles: We're back at square one.
Xander: Which square would that be, exactly?
Giles: I'm not sure. The First predates everything we've ever known, or can know. It's everywhere. It's pure. I don't know if we can fight it.
Buffy: You're right. We don't know how to fight it. We don't know when it'll come. We can't run, can't hide, can't pretend it's not the end, 'cause it is. Something's always been there to try and destroy the world. We've beaten them back, but we're not dealing with them anymore. We're dealing with the reason they exist. Evil. The strongest. The First.
Giles: Buffy, I—I-I know you're tired.
Buffy: I'm beyond tired. I'm beyond scared. I'm standing on the mouth of hell, and it is gonna swallow me whole. And it'll choke on me. We're not ready? They're not ready. They think we're gonna wait for the end to come, like we always do. I'm done waiting. They want an apocalypse? Oh, we'll give 'em one. Anyone else who wants to run, do it now. 'Cause we just became an army. We just declared war. From now on, we won't just face our worst fears, we will seek them out. We will find them, and cut out their hearts one by one, until The First shows itself for what it really is. And I'll kill it myself. There is only one thing on this earth more powerful than evil, and that's us. Any questions?

The Usual
The Usual

Random Quotage:

Does he do this a lot?
Sure. Every day the earth rotates backward and the skies turn orange.
-Tara and Xander (Where the Wild Things Are)

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