home wallpapers fan videos icons quotes & sounds screencaps links contact me		Quotes | Buffy the Vampire Slayer: S1/Ep10 (10) "Nighttmares" prev episode next episode Joyce: Are you alright? Buffy: No. Uh, yeah! Yeah! I'm, I'm fine! Oh....School! Great. Joyce: You wanna go to school? Buffy: Sure! Why not? Joyce: Okay. Good day to buy that lottery ticket. Willow: So, do you see your dad a lot? Buffy: Not a whole lot. He's still in L.A. He, like, comes down for weekends sometimes. Willow: When did they get divorced? Buffy: Well, it wasn't finalized till last year, but they were separated before that. Willow: Musta been harsh. Buffy: Yeah, that's the word you're looking for. I-I mean, they were really good about it around me, anyway, but still... Willow: My parents don't even bicker. Sometimes they glare. Willow: Do you know why your folks split up? Buffy: I didn't ask. They just stopped getting along. I'm sure I was a really big help, though, with all the slaying and everything. I was in so much trouble. I was a big mess. Willow: Well, I'm sure that didn't have anything to do with him leaving. Buffy: No. Willow: And he still comes down on weekends. Buffy: Sometimes. Cordelia: Hello? Doofus! You're in my light. Xander: Wendell, what is wrong with you? Don't you know that she is the center of the universe, and the rest of us merely revolve around her? Cordelia: Why don't you revolve yourselves out of my light? Willow: Why is she so Evita-like? Buffy: I think it's the hair. Willow: It weighs heavy on the cerebral cortex. Xander: Hey, guys, was there any homework? Willow: We're doing active listening today. Xander: Cool! What's active listening? Willow: That would be the homework. Buffy: Chapter five? Active listening? Where you put on your big ears and really focus on the other person? Wendell: Ms. Tishler demonstrated it yesterday. Willow: With you! Buffy: She was wearing that tight sweater? Xander: Oh, the midnight blue angora! See, I was listening. Ms. Tishler: Wendell, would you read the first two paragraphs on page seventy-eight where Isaacson describes the rapid improvement active listening brought to some special needs clients. Wendell: Please! Get 'em off of me! Help! Help! Get 'em off of me! Help me! Please help me! Please! Billy: Sorry about that. Wendell: Please help me! Master: Fear is a wonderful thing. It is the most powerful force in the human world. Not love, not hate...Fear! When you were a mortal boy, what did you fear? Collin: Monsters. Master: Ooooh. We are defined by the things we fear. This symbol, these two planks of wood, it confounds me. Suffuses me with mortal dread. But fear is in the mind. Like pain. It can be controlled. If I can face my fear, it cannot master me. Master: Something is happening above. Something new, powerful, psychic force. Do you feel it? Collin: I feel change. Master: Change. Yes. For the worse. Joyce: You're awfully quiet this morning. Buffy: I didn't sleep well. Joyce: I'll say. I came in to check on you twice. You were yelling in your sleep. Do you know what you were dreaming? Buffy: Not really. Buffy: Oh, no, my bag! I-I packed it for the weekend and I forgot it! Joyce: You and your dad can swing by the house and get your bag. It's not an international crisis. Buffy: Okay. Yeah, I just, uh, had meant to bring it. H-he's picking me up here, right? A-at 3:30? Joyce: Honey, a-are you worried your father isn't gonna show? Buffy: No! N-not really. Should I be? Joyce: Well, of course, not! I-I-I just, I-I know it's a hard situation. You just have to remember that your father adores you. No more than I do, by the way. Willow: Oh, Buffy, we've been looking for you. Xander: We have? Willow: Oh, about the spiders, did you talk to Giles about... Xander: Oh, the spiders! Willow's been kind of, um, what's the word I'm looking for? Insane about what happened yesterday. Willow: I don't like spiders, okay? Their furry bodies, and their sticky webs, and what do they need all those legs for anyway? I'll tell you: for crawling across your face in the middle of the night. Ewww! How do they not ruffle you? Xander: I'm sorry! I'm unruffled by spiders. Now, if a bunch of Nazis crawled all over my face... Xander: Well, the Hellmouth, the center of mystical convergence, supernatural monsters: been there. Buffy: Little blase' there, aren't you? Xander: I'm not worried. If there's something bad out there we'll find, you'll slay, we'll party! Buffy: Thanks for having confidence in me. Xander: You da man, Buff! Willow: Okay, but we're still caring about the spiders here. Let's not forget the spiders. Buffy: Hey, Giles! Wakey, wakey! Giles: I was, uh, in the stacks. I got lost. Xander: Did you find any theories on spiders coming out of books? Big, hairy, crawly...(Willow smacks him)...It's funny if you're me. Giles: I couldn't find anything, uh...particularly illuminating. Um, I think perhaps you'd best have a chat with Wendell himself. Buffy: We just thought you might wanna talk about what happened. Willow: You know, yesterday? With the spiders? Wendell: I don't know what to say about that. Xander: There's nothing to say. You saw two hundred insects, you Gonzoed, anybody would have. Wendell: They're not insects. They're arachnids. Xander: They're from the Middle East? Buffy: Has anything like this ever happened before? When? Wendell: Lots of times. Willow: Ew! You must hate spiders more than I do. Wendell: I don't hate spiders. I love 'em. They hate me. Cordelia: I hope you studied for the history test. Buffy: What history test? Cordelia: The one we're having in fourth period right now. Buffy: There's a history test? Nobody told me there was a history test! I haven't, I...Okay, I will catch up with you guys later. Willow: What do you mean, you love spiders? Xander: It is platonic, right? Wendell: I had the best collection in the tri-county area. Browns and tarantulas and black widows...Then my folks shipped me off to wilderness camp. All my brother had to do was maintain their habitats. Instead he left their heat lamp on for a week. When I came home they were all dead. That's when the nightmares started. Willow: The nightmares? Wendell: It's always the same. I'm sitting in the classroom, teacher asks me to read something, I open up my book and then there they are. They're comin' after me. God, can you blame them after what I did? Xander: And that's how it happens? Every time? Wendell: Yesterday in class I thought I'd just nodded off again. But then everyone else started screaming, too. Cordelia: You don't know where class is, do you? Buffy: Uh... Cordelia: Hardly a shocker. You've cut history just about every time we've had it. Buffy: Well, I was there the first day. I think. Cordelia: It's in here. Buffy: I haven't been to class, I haven't read any of the assignments, how am I gonna pass this test? Cordelia: Blind luck? Laura: I'm gonna take a break. Billy: You shouldn't go in there. Scary Man: Lucky nineteen! Giles: Do you know the girl? Buffy: To say hi to. Laura's nice enough. Nobody saw who attacked her? Giles: Well, I was rather hoping that Laura did. Buffy: Can you tell us what happened? Laura: I was in the basement. I went down for a smoke. There was...someone there. Buffy: Someone you knew? Laura: I've never...seen anything like it. Buffy: It? Buffy: ...i-if you remember anything? You can tell us. Even if it may seem weird. Nurse: She needs her rest now. Laura: "Lucky nineteen." Giles: I'm sorry? Laura: It's what he said, right before...He said 'lucky nineteen'. That's weird, right? Giles: Yes. Yes, it is. Doctor: She'll recover. She's got a couple of shattered bones, a little internal bleeding...she got off pretty easy. Buffy: Easy? Giles: Have you looked up the word lately? Doctor: Well, the first one's still in a coma. Buffy: First what? Doctor: First victim. They found him a week ago. Exact same M.O. as the girl, only he's in worse shape. If he doesn't wake up soon...Somebody's gotta stop this guy. Buffy: Somebody will. Willow: I'm just saying, Wendell had a dream and then that exact thing happened. Xander: Which is a fair wiggins, I admit, but do you think that ties in with Laura? Willow: I dunno. Maybe she dreamed about getting beat up. We should ask Buffy when she gets back from the hospital. Mother: Oh, there's my little baby! Punk: Mom, what are you doing here? Mom... Mother: How's my little pookie? Punk: Mom, mom, please don't kiss me in front of the guys! It's embarrassing, mom! Please! Mother: You cute little rascal, you! Punk: Mom...Thanks, but mom, please, my friends are right here... Xander: It could be a coincidence. Y'know, Wendell finds a spider's nest, and we all wig because he dreamt about spiders. So it may not be connected. If there is a connection it doesn't sound like anything...What?!? Willow: Xander! What happened to your...?! Xander: I-I-I dunno! I was, uh, dressed a minute ago! It's a dream. It's gotta be a dream. Ow! Wake up. Ow! Gotta wake up. Buffy: What's the word? Giles: Oh, uh, I've got back issues of the, uh, papers, um, to try to do some research. Buffy: Did you find anything? Giles: I don't know. Buffy: You don't know if you didn't find anything. Giles: I'm having a problem. Buffy: What is it? Giles: I-I can't read! Buffy: What do you mean? You can read, like, three languages. Giles: Five, actually, on a normal day. Th-the words here don't make any s-sense. I-it's gibberish! Buffy: That's him. Giles: Who? Buffy: The kid I've been seeing around school. "Twelve-year-old Billy Palmer was found beaten and unconscious after his kiddie league game Saturday. Doctors describe his condition as critical." When was this published? Last week. It says he's in a coma in intensive care. This is the boy from the hospital! Giles: The first victim? Uh...You, you've seen him around the school? Buffy: Yeah, first when the spiders got Wendell, and, and then when I didn't know a thing on the history test. I thought it was weird seeing this kid around, but I forgot about it. Giles: Uh, the boy's been in a coma for a week. How can this be possible? Buffy: What, am I knowledge girl now? Explanations are your terrain. Giles: Uh, well, um, there's astral projection, uh, the theory that while one sleeps one has another body, a-an astral body, which can travel through time and space. Buffy: Billy's in a coma. That's like sleep, right? Giles: In a manner of speaking, a-a-although one doesn't always awake from a coma. Buffy: Could I be seeing Billy's asteroid body? Giles: Astral body, and I-I don't know. As usual, one doesn't have an inordinate amount of information to work with. Buffy: Lucky nineteen. Hank: There you are! I've been looking everywhere. Why aren't you in class? Buffy: Dad, what are you doing here? Y-you're not supposed to pick me up till after school. Is something wrong? Hank: Well, I, I need to talk to you. Buffy: Something *is* wrong. Is it mom? Hank: No, no, it's not your mother, she's fine. Could I speak with you for a moment? Privately? Buffy: Um, sure! Yeah. Uh, oh! I'm sorry. Dad, this is Mr. Giles, the librarian. Uh, this is my dad, Hank Summers. Giles: My pleasure. Hank: Likewise. Hank: I came early because there's something I've needed to tell you. About your mother and me. Why we split up. Buffy: Well, you always told me it was because... Hank: Uh, I know we always said it was because we'd just grown too far apart. Buffy: Yeah, isn't that true? Hank: Well, c'mon, honey, let's, let's sit down. You're old enough now to know the truth. Buffy: Is there someone else? Hank: No. No, it was nothing like that. Buffy: Then what was it? Hank: It was you. Buffy: Me? Hank: Having you. Raising you. Seeing you everyday. I mean, do you have any idea what that's like? Buffy: What? Hank: Gosh, you don't even see what's right in front of your face, do you? Well, big surprise there, all you ever think about is yourself. You get in trouble. You embarrass us with all the crazy stunts you pull, and do I have to go on? Buffy: No. Please don't. Hank: You're sullen and... rude and... you're not nearly as bright as I thought you were going to be...Hey, Buffy, let's be honest. Could you stand to live in the same house with a daughter like that? Buffy: Why are you saying all these things? Hank: Because they're true. I think that's the least we owe one another. You know, I don't think it's very mature, getting blubbery when I'm just trying to be honest. Speaking of which, I don't really get anything out of these weekends with you. So, what do you say we just don't do them anymore? I sure thought you'd turn out differently. Giles: Uh, she, she just stepped out. Her, her father came by early. He, he needed to talk to her. W...where are your other clothes? Xander: Oh, don't I wish I had the answer to that question. Willow: Xander kinda found himself in front of our class not wearing much of anything. Xander: Except my underwear. Willow: Yeah! It was really...bad. It was a bad thing. Xander: "Bad thing"? I was naked. 'Bad thing' doesn't cover it. Willow: Everyone staring? I would hate to have everyone paying attention to me like that. Xander: With nudity! It's a total nightmare. Willow: Well, yeah Xander! I-it's your nightmare! Xander: Except the part with me waking up goin' "it's all a dream". It happened. Willow: Like it happened to Wendell. That thing with the spiders? Wendell had a recurring dream about that. Giles: I-I dreamt that I got lost in the stacks and I...I couldn't read...Of course! Xander: Uh, our dreams are coming true? Giles: Dreams? That would be a musical comedy version of this. Nightmares, our, our nightmares are coming true. Willow: So, why is this happening? Giles: Billy. Xander: Well, that explanation was shorter than usual. It's Billy! Who's Billy? Giles: He's a boy in the local hospital. He was beaten. He's in a coma. Somehow I think he's crossed over from the nightmare world he's trapped in. Xander: And he brought the nightmare world with him. Thanks a bunch, Billy. Willow: How could he do that? Giles: Things like that are easy when you live on a Hellmouth. Xander: Well, um, we have to stop it. Giles: And soon. Or else everyone in Sunnydale is gonna be facing their own worst nightmares. Cordelia: I don't understand! This can't be happening! I was just at the salon! Oh, my God! Buffy: Billy? Are you Billy Palmer? Billy: I'm Billy. Buffy: Why are you here? Did something bad happen to you after your game? Billy: Something bad? I, I don't remember. Buffy: Do you remember playing baseball? Billy: Uh huh. Yeah. I play second base. Buffy: Are you 'lucky nineteen'? Billy: That's what he calls me. Buffy: Who? Billy: The Ugly Man. He wants to kill me. A-and he hurt that girl. Buffy: Why does he want to kill you, Billy? Billy: He's... Buffy: Billy, it's okay! What? Just tell me. Billy: He's here! Giles: Buffy doesn't know this is happening. And given the sort of thing that she tends to dream about, it's imperative that we find her. Xander: Probably faster if we split up to look for her. Giles: Good idea. Willow: Oh, uh, faster, but...not really safer. Buffy: Who is he? Billy: He's the Ugly Man. Buffy: He's too strong! I can't fight him! We have to find my friends. They can help us. Billy: We have to hide. Buffy: No! He'll find us! Billy: Yes, but we have to hide. That's how it happens. We hide, and then he comes. Cordelia: No! What are you doing! Hey, no! You don't understand! I don't wanna go! I'm not even on the chess team! I swear, I'm not! Voice: Willow! Willow: Buffy? Hello? Buffy? I'm not afraid. You'd think I'd be afraid, but I'm not. Xander: Alright! Someone else's loss is my chocolatey goodness. Buffy: They're just playing. What is it? What's bothering you? Billy: Baseball. When you lose, it's bad. Buffy: Did you lose your game last week? Billy: It was my fault. Buffy: Why was it your fault? Billy: I missed a ball and I should have caught it. Buffy: You missed one ball and the whole game was your fault? What, you were the only one playing? There wasn't eight other people on your team? Buffy: What just happened? Billy: Is this where your friends are? Buffy: No, it's not. Director: Man, I thought you weren't gonna show! Aldo is beside himself. Emcee: Ladies and Gentlemen, we are proud to present two of the world's greatest singers! Director: I hope you're warmed up. It's an ugly crowd out there tonight. All the reviewers showed up. Emcee: All the way from Firenze, Italy, the one and only Aldo Gianfranco! And all the way from Sunnydale, California, the world's finest soprano, Willow Rosenberg! Willow: But I...I didn't learn the words! Aldo: (singing) Bimba dagli occhi pieni di malia, ora sei tutta mia. Sei tutta vestita di giglio. Mi piace la treccia tua bruna fra i candidi veli. Translation: Child, from whose eyes the witchery is shining, now you are all my own. You're dressed all in white like a lily. Your ebony tresses are shining on ivory shoulders. Willow: My turn? Aldo: Mm-hmm! Xander: I love these bars! A Chocolate Hurricane! These are the best! I haven't had one of these since my...sixth...birthday. Billy: I guess we're gonna bury someone. I wonder who died. Master: Nobody died. What's the fun of burying someone if they're already dead? Master: So! This is the Slayer! You're prettier than the last one. Buffy: This isn't real. Y-you can't be free! Master: You still don't understand, do you? I am free because you fear it. Because you fear it, the world is crumbling. Your nightmares are made flesh. You have little Billy to thank for that. Buffy: This is a dream. Master: A dream is a wish your heart makes. This is real life. Come on, Slayer! What are you afraid of? Buffy: No! Help me! Master: How 'bout being buried alive? Xander: Did you find Buffy? Willow: I had to sing! Very bad to sing! Xander: Willow, c'mon. Let's find the others. Willow: What happened to you? Xander: Remember my sixth birthday party? Willow: Oh, yeah! When the clown chased you and you got so scared that you had...Oh! Xander: You are a lousy clown! Your balloon animals are pathetic! Everyone can make a giraffe! I feel good! I feel liberated! Giles: You seem to be the only one. Things are getting worse. In a few hours reality will fold completely into the realm of nightmares. Giles: The only thing I can think is to try and wake Billy. Xander: Uh, no, we can't leave without Buffy. Giles: Agreed, but who knows where she might have gone? Willow: Excuse me, when did they put a cemetery in across the street? Xander: And when did they make it night over there? Xander: Whose nightmare is this? Giles: It's mine. I've failed...in my duty to protect you. I should have been more c...cautious. Taken more time to train you. But you were so gifted. And the evil was so great. I'm sorry... Giles: You never told me you dreamt of becoming a vampire. Buffy: This isn't a dream. Giles: No. No, it's not. But there's a chance that we can make it go away. This all comes from Billy. Now, if, if we can only wake him up, I believe that the nightmares will stop and reality will shift back into place, but we must do it now! I need you to hold together long enough to help us. Can you do that? Buffy: Yeah. I think I can....Well, we better hurry...'cause I'm getting hungry. Xander: That is a...joke, right? Willow: Are you sure everything will go back once he's awake? Giles: Oh, uh, positive. Willow: Well, how do we wake Billy up? What if we can't? Giles: Willow, do shut up. Xander: What now? Giles: Um...Billy! Billy? Billy: That won't work. Giles: Billy! Uh, Billy, you have to wake up. Billy: No. I told her. I have to hide. Giles: Why? From what? Buffy: From him! Buffy: Glad you showed up! You see, I'm having a really bad day. Ugly Man: Lucky nineteen! Buffy: Scary! I'll tell you something, though. There are a lot scarier things than you. And I'm one of them. Billy: I-is he dead? Buffy: Come here, Billy. Billy: I, I don't... Buffy: You have to do the rest. Willow: What are they doing? Xander: I get it. Buffy: No more hiding. Billy: I had the strangest dream. And you were in it, and you...Who are you people? Coach: Oh! Huh. Billy's got company. I-I-I'm his kiddie league coach. I come by here every day, just hoping against hope that he's gonna wake up soon. He's, uh, my lucky nineteen. So, um, how is he? Buffy: He's awake. Coach: What? Buffy: You blamed him for losing the game. So you caught up with him afterwards, didn't you? Billy: You said that it was my fault that we lost. It wasn't my fault. There's eight other players on the team. You know that. Buffy: I just can't believe a kiddie league coach would do something like that. Xander: Well, you obviously haven't played kiddie league. I'm surprised it wasn't one of the parents. Willow: I'm just glad he's behind bars where he belongs. Buffy: But that was kinda heroic, Xander, grabbing him and all. Xander: Well, I just did what anyone else would've. I mean, if you wanna label it heroic... Buffy: Have a killer weekend, guys! Hank: Hi, sweetheart! Oh, it's so good to see you! How was your day? Buffy: Fine. You know, usual. Willow: Personal question? Xander: Yeah, shoot! Willow: When Buffy was a vampire, you weren't still, like, attracted to her, were you? Xander: Willow, how can you...I mean, that's really bent! She was...grotesque! Willow: Still dug her, huh? Xander: I'm sick, I need help. Willow: Don't I know it. prev episode next episode