home wallpapers fan videos icons quotes & sounds screencaps links contact me		Quotes | Buffy the Vampire Slayer: S5/Ep6 (84) "Family" prev episode next episode Willow: Tell me a story. Tara: Okay. Once upon a time, there was, um...a kitty. She was very little, and she was all alone, and nobody wanted her. Willow: This is a very upsetting story. Tara: Oh, oh, but it gets better. 'Cause one day the kitty was running around in the street and a man came, and swooped her up...And took her to the pound. And at the pound there were lots of other kitties, and there were puppies, and some ferrets... Willow: Were there dolphins? Tara: Yes. Many dolphins at the pound. Willow: Or was there a camel? Tara: There was the front of a camel. A half camel. Willow: Did the kitty get chosen by some nice people? Tara: Well, now you ruined the ending. Willow: You've been spell gal night and day lately. Tara: Well, I just wanna keep up with you, and I'm...well, I just like to be useful. You know, to the gang? I just...never...feel useful. Willow: You are. You're essential. Tara: Do you think Buffy found out anything tonight? Willow: At the factory? I don't know. If there was something, I figured she'd call us. Giles: She has no idea? Buffy: No. She thinks she's my kid sister. Giles: Are you going to tell her? Buffy: How can I? She'd freak, and that's the last thing we need. We have to keep her safe. Giles: This...woman, this, uh, whatever she was...she knows you now. Should we be thinking about...sending Dawn away? Buffy: Away where? Giles: I don't know, uh...your father's? Buffy: Yeah, he's, um...in Spain, with his secretary. Living the cliche. I called him when Mom got sick, he hasn't even... Giles: I'm sorry. Buffy: When he bailed on us...I remember, Dawn cried for a week. Except she didn't. She wasn't there, but...I can still feel what it was like. Buffy: They sent her to me, Giles. I think...I have to take care of her. I want to. Giles: Do we tell the others? Buffy: No. No one. They'd act weird around her, and it's, it's safer for everyone if they don't know. Giles: Yes. We have to find out who this woman is, and what she needs Dawn for. Glory: Okay. Now I'm upset. Anya: But we just helped her move the stuff in a few days ago...and it was fun! Giles: People help each other out, Anya. It's one of our strange customs. Buffy: Giles, I noticed you're doing the smallest amount of helping that can actually be called helping. Giles: Well, I saw myself in more of a...patriarchal sort of role. You know, lots of pointing and scowling. Giles: You two, stop that! Riley: He started it. Xander: He called me a bad name. I think it was bad. It might've been Latin. Giles: Stop it, or you're going to break something. Buffy: Or I'm going to break something. Xander: Still can't believe you're giving up this cherry corner suite. Anya: Just a few days after we moved you in! Buffy: It's no big. You know, with Mom not being well, I'm hardly ever here. Just figured I'd...save a little cash for this semester, that's all. Willow: I think that's smart. Xander: Still, it's hard to give up. You've got the two entrances lot of opportunity for bawdy French farce, and everybody loves bawdy— Riley: Starting to feel that fight? Buffy: Nothing like gettin' your ass kicked to...make your ass hurt. Dawn: You'll totally take her next time. Xander: 'Cause you'll have backup, baby. She's messin' with all of us. Giles: Yes, uh, we'll, we'll, uh, find her weaknesses, and then, uh- Tara: Yeah. You learn her source, and, uh, we'll introduce her to her insect reflection. Um...that, that was funny if you, um, studied Taglarin mythic rites...and are a complete dork. Riley: Oh, then how come Xander didn't laugh? Willow: Okay. Guys, now remember, you have to be at the Bronze by eight. Buffy: Bronze. Willow: Tomorrow night! Tara's birthday! Buffy: Right! Right. Anya: We have to bring presents, right? Birth is a present thing? Xander: I got something...picked out, yeah. Willow: You-you guys can all still come, right? I mean, I know there's...this new evil and all, but... Buffy: No, no. We'll be there. I could definitely use a break from all this craziness. Intern: Another crazy. Got her family out there. Ben: OK, let me guess, no history of mental problems. Intern: Yeah. That makes like five this month. Ben: Ah, they told me Sunnydale was gonna be interesting. Anya: Thank you for coming. We value your patronage. Please come again for more purchases! Giles: Could we please be a little less effusive, Anya? Don't want to frighten the people. Anya: I'm just so excited. They come in, I help them...they give us money in exchange for goods...you give me money for working for you...I have a place in the world now. I'm part of the system. I'm a working gal. Giles: Yes. Well, why don't you start organizing the shipping orders. Anya: Oh, no, that's boring. I just want to do the money parts. Buffy: Well, sure I forgot about the party. I mean, there's kind of a lot going on. And it's not, you know, the most thrilling social event of the season. Xander: Yeah...it's a big deal for Willow, though. I mean, you are gonna be there? Buffy: Yeah. Barring monsters. Buffy: So, any breakthroughs on the identity of Miss Congeniality? Giles: Well, I have narrowed it down somewhat. Buffy: Your definition of narrow is impressively wide. Giles: Well, you didn't give me much to go on. She-she looks human, so the mug shots aren't any use, and, uh, you can't be more specific about what she's like? Buffy: She was kinda like Cordelia, actually. I'm pretty sure she dyes her hair. Xander: The answer is somewhere here. It's right in front of us and we're too blind to see it! I'm helping, I'm reading, I'm quiet. Buffy: So...what'd you get her? Xander: Huh? Buffy: Tara. You said you got a present already. Xander: Yeah, that was a tangled web of lies, sweetie. I'm not really sure what kind of thing she'd...I mean, I don't really know her that well. Buffy: I know. Xander: I mean, she's nice. Buffy: Yeah! Yeah, nice...nice. I-it's just, I-I sort of... Xander: I don't necessarily get her ... but she's really nice. Buffy: Yeah. There's...just that thing. Xander: That thing. Buffy: That...thing of not understanding- Xander: Half of what she says? Buffy: As for example. But she's super nice. Xander: You betcha. Buffy: Think there'll be a lot of Wiccas there, heavy Wiccan crowd? Xander: Well, that's sort of her deal. Her and Willow are all Wiccie. Swingin' with the Wiccan lifestyle. Buffy: Which is cool. Xander: Well, yeah. Buffy: I just hope we fit in, not awkward. Xander: With Willow it's like, she's got this...whole new thing in her life. But she's still Willow, so I can always figure her out. But Tara, I just know she likes Willow, and she already has one of those. Buffy: Ugh! I have a present-buying headache. Tara's damn birthday is just one too many things for me to worry about. Xander: Relax. You should take a few minutes. Train or stretch out. You should do something to...work off the tension. Harmony: What are you thinking? Spike: All about you, baby. Harmony: Aww. You're my little lamb. Giles: Come up with anything yet? Xander: Well, candles, maybe, or bath oils of some kind. Buffy: I saw a really cute sweater at Bloomy's...but, I think I want me to have it. Giles: And you are talking about what on earth? Buffy: Tara's birthday. We're at a loss. Giles: You're in a magic shop, and you can't think what Tara would like. I believe you're both profoundly stupid. Xander: Well, we don't really know ... the kind of things witches like. What, are we gonna get her some cheesy crystal ball? Giles: Bloody well better not. I've got mine already wrapped. Donny: So all these books got spells in 'em? Turn people into frogs, things like that? Xander: Yeah, we're building a race of frog people. It's a good time. Willow: Her insect reflection. That is so good. Tara: I just thought that'd be funny, you know, if her center of power was— Donny: Whatta you know?...What's the matter? You don't have a hug for your big brother? Donny: What, uh, all of you hang out? Wow. That's more people than you met in high school. Tara: How did you fi - I, I mean, how come you came? Donny: Well, duh, birthday girl. Uh, we came down in the camper, been all over the campus. Mr. Maclay: Well, I, I don't mean to interrupt your plans, I know we've come on you kind of suddenly, but I thought we could have dinner. Tara: Okay. Mr. Maclay: Why don't I pick you up at six, And we'll...do some catching up. Willow: That's so weird. Your...whole family. Tara: Yeah. Willow: They seem nice. Tara: You know, they-they're okay. Families are always- Willow: They make you crazy. Tara: Usually. Buffy: Honey, I'm home. Riley: Did you have a good day at work? Buffy: It's a rat race. Riley: I squared away the rest of your stuff. Wouldn't even know you ever left. Buffy: Oh, you're a god. You're like the...god of boyfriends. Riley: Nah, I just like it when you owe me favors. Buffy: Well, this earns you a big favor. There could be outfits. Riley: Ooh. Be still my heart. Buffy: Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, where do you think you're going? Dawn: I'm going to Melinda's for dinner. Buffy: Since when? Dawn: Now-ish. Buffy: You can't. I-it's not safe for you to walk there. Dawn: It's just across the street. What is the big deal, I'm just gonna go- Buffy: No. It's family night. And besides, Melinda's a bad influence. I don't like you hanging out with someone that...short. Dawn: I am so glad you're moving back into the house. This is the source of my gladness. Buffy: She makes me crazy. Riley: That's...kinda the word I was searching for. Buffy: What? She shouldn't be going over there. Riley: Yeah, a lot of young people nowadays are experimenting with shortness. Gotta nip that in the bud. Buffy: We all have to be careful. This...demon chick is...exciting and new. I don't know what I'm up against. Buffy: Look, the fewer people that are involved, the safer I will feel. Riley: Every time I think I'm getting close to you...I gotta take off. Buffy: Wait! What? Riley: I'll call you later. Buffy: Riley! I want you to help. I'm not- Riley: Yeah. Know you got a lot on your mind. You decide you wanna let me in on any of it, let me know. I'll come running. Mr. Maclay: The door wasn't locked. I was a little early. I suppose you...wanted me to see all these...toys. You don't even try to hide it any more. I'd hoped maybe you'd gotten over the whole witchcraft thing. That if we let you go, you'd...get it out of your system. Then they told me to look for you in—that store... Tara: I didn't - I, I didn't kn-know that you were coming. Mr. Maclay: Of course we came. We haven't heard from you in months. Your birthday's getting closer and closer. You know what that means. Tara: I don't think it's...it, it won't mean that- Mr. Maclay: You're turning twenty. It's the same age your mother was when she...Do your friends even know? Tara: Y-yes. Mr. Maclay: Are you lying to me? Tara, you're coming home with us. You know it's the only way. Tara: Home? Mr. Maclay: You can't control what's going to happen. You have evil inside of you and it will come out. And letting yourself work all this magic is only going to make it worse. Where do you think that power comes from? Tara: It...it doesn't feel evil...sir. Mr. Maclay: Evil never does. I don't feel much like eating right now. I'll give you some time, but we need to be gone by morning. Your family loves you, Tara, no matter what. How do you think your friends are going to feel when they see your true face? Glory: You know, I remember when the Lei-Ach were a proud warrior race, not sneaking around hospitals looking for weak sickly types to suck the bone marrow from. But...let's talk about my problems for thirty seconds, if that's perfectly all right with you. Glory: Blonde...short...strong for a human...and massively rude! Broke my shoe, took my monk, do you have any idea who I'm talking about? Lei-Ach Demon: *Growls and Grunts* Glory: A slayer?? Oh god, please don't tell me I was fighting a vampire slayer! How unbelievably common! If I had friends, and they heard about this...and you know she's going around telling everybody, I mean she probably just—Pay attention! I am great and I am beautiful, and when I walk into a room all eyes turn to me, because my name is a holy name, and you will listen! Get your friends...find the girl...kill the girl...okay baby? You have the cutest little suppurating sores! Has anyone ever told you that? Willow: Well, there's Scoobyage afoot. Giles called a meeting about our spankin' new menace. Tara: Oh...y-you should go, they don't need me for that. You can fill me in. Giles: Well, first of all, I want to talk to you about...safety. Um, this creature could be— Buffy: Will be. Giles: Will be coming after Buffy, and possibly all of us. Tara: *casting spell* Blind Cadria, desolate queen, work my will upon them all. Your curse upon them, my obeisance to you. Bartender: You shouldn't be coming in here. You got a rep with these monsters. But you come in here...night after night. Are you lookin' to get killed? Riley: I come for the ambiance. What can I say? This place just reeks of class. Sandy: Drinking alone? It's not a good sign. Riley: So they tell me. I buy you a drink, neither one of us has that problem any more, now do we? Sandy: This place is such a dive. Riley: No no, it's great. You just have to close your eyes, plug up your nostrils, it's fine. Sandy: We...could go somewhere else. Someplace more...private. Riley: Ohhhh, Sandy, Sandy. It's no good. My heart belongs to another. Besides, I don't go out with vampires. Harmony: Hi baby! Spike: Hello, sweetbreads. Have fun? Harmony: Uhh, it was so exciting. You wouldn't believe it. I went to April Fool's, and absolutely everything was on sale. Spike: You paid for it? Harmony: Oh, no. I just killed the clerk. Still, a bargain's a bargain. Harmony: Oh, I ran into Carol Beets. You know. She sired Brandon, Brandon from the sewer gang...and she said, the Lei-Ach demon...was recruiting his brethren to kill the slayer! Spike: How's that? Harmony: Apparently, he got recruited by some big nether-wig and now he's on a mission. You think they might actually do it? Kill her? Spike: God, that would be...pleasant. Harmony: Well, if they do, I think we should do something. Like a gift basket or something. Where are you going? Spike: To get a decent seat. If the slayer's gonna die...I'm gonna watch. Tara: Beth, I'm not, I'm n-not coming back with you. Beth: You're not? Tara: I-I don't think so. Beth: You...selfish bitch! Tara: What?! Beth: You don't care the slightest bitty bit about your family, do you? Your dad's been worried sick about you every day since you've been gone. There's a, a house that needs taking care of. Donny and your dad having to do for themselves while you're down here living god knows what kind of lifestyle. Beth: I can't wait till your little friends find out the truth about you. And they will, you know. No matter how innocent you act, they'll see. Tara: No they won't. Beth: They will. Unless you...do some kind of spell on them...You did! Tara: N-no! Beth: You did something to them. I'm telling your father. Tara: No! No, it wasn't anything! Beth: You think you can just go around cursing people? Your dad's gonna pop. Tara: It was just so they wouldn't see. So-so-so they wouldn't see the demon part of me. Please don't tell Dad. It's harmless. Anya: Where'd it go?! Xander: It's over there! Giles: How many are there? Anya: I've already been injured once this month! Buffy: Shut up! Tara: Buffy, behind you! Buffy: Tara, where is it? Can you see it? Tara: Oh, god...Blind Cadria, lift your veil. Give evil form...and break my spell. Mr. Maclay: What in god's name is that? Spike: Lei-ach demon. Fun little buggers. Big with the marrow-sucking. Mr. Maclay: I don't understand. Buffy: I'm not sure I do either. Tara: I'm sorry. I'm s-s-so sorry. I was, I was trying to hide. Tara: I didn't want you to see...what I am. Willow: Tara, what? Buffy: What do you mean, what you are? Mr. Maclay: Demon. The women in our family...have demon in them. Her mother had it. That's where the magic comes from. We came to take her home before...well, before things like...this started happening. Giles: You cast a spell on us, to keep us from seeing your...demon side. That's why we couldn't see our attackers. Buffy: Nearly got us killed. Tara: I'll go. I'm very sorry. Mr. Maclay: The camper's outside. Willow: Wait! Go? I, she just did a spell that went wrong. It-it was just a mistake. Mr. Maclay: That's not the point and it's not your concern. She belongs with us. We know how to control her...problem. Willow: Tara...look at me. I, I trusted you more than anyone in my life. Was all that just a lie? Tara: No! Willow: Well, do you wanna leave? Mr. Maclay: It's not your decision, young lady. Willow: I know that! Do you wanna leave? Mr. Maclay: You're going to do what's right, Tara. Now, I'm taking you out of here before somebody does get killed. The girl belongs with her family. I hope that's clear to the rest of you. Buffy: You want her, Mr. Maclay? You can go ahead and take her. You just gotta go through me. Mr. Maclay: What? Buffy: You heard me. You wanna take Tara out of here against her will? You gotta come through me. Dawn: And me! Mr. Maclay: Is this a joke? I'm not gonna be threatened by two little girls. Dawn: You don't wanna mess with us. Buffy: She's a hair-puller. Giles: And...you're not just dealing with, uh, two little girls. Xander: You're dealing with all of us. Spike: 'Cept me. Xander: 'Cept Spike. Spike: I don't care what happens. Mr. Maclay: This is insane. You people have no right to interfere with Tara's affairs. We...are her blood kin! Who the hell are you? Buffy: We're her family. Donny: Daaad. You...you gonna let 'em just...Tara, if you don't get in that car, I swear by god I will beat you down. Xander: And I swear by your full and manly beard, you're gonna break something trying. Beth: Well. I hope you'll all be happy hanging out with a disgusting demon. Anya: E-excuse me. What kind? Beth: What? Anya: What kind of demon is she? There's a lot of different kinds. Some are very, very evil. And some have been considered to be useful members of society. Beth: Well, I-I...what does it matter? Mr. Maclay: Evil is evil. Anya: Well, let's just narrow it down. Spike: Ohhh. Why don't I make this simple...(punches Tara in the nose)...Oww!! Willow: Hey! Hey... Tara: He hit my nose! Willow: And it hurt! Uh, him, I mean. Buffy: And that only works on humans. Spike: There's no demon in there. That's just a family legend, am I right? Just a bit of spin to keep the ladies in line. Oh, you're a piece of work. I like you. Tara: I'm not a demon. Willow: You're not a demon. Tara: He hurt my nose. Willow: Aw. Spike: Yeah, you're welcome. Mr. Maclay: Tara. For eighteen years your family has taken care of you and supported you. If you wanna turn your back- Tara: Dad...just go. Mr. Maclay: Magic. Beth: Are you happy now? Tara: No, see, 'cause your insect reflection represents your insignificance in terms of the karmic cycle. Anya: But it's still not funny. Dawn: This place is so cool. 'Cept I have to wear this stupid stamp on my hand. Xander: That's to keep you from boozing it up. Dawn: Oh please. Only losers drink alcohol. Willow: Good birthday? Tara: Best birthday. Willow: I still can't believe you didn't tell me about your family and all that. Tara: I was just afraid if you saw the kind of people I came from, you wouldn't wanna be anywhere near me. Willow: See...that's where you're a dummy. I think about...what you grew up with, and...then I look at what you are...it makes me proud. It makes me love you more. Tara: Every time I...even when I'm at my worst...you always make me feel special. prev episode next episode