WILLOW: Tell me again how it happened.

BUFFY: Told my mom I wanted to be treated more like a grownup, and voila: driviness. (skids around a corner) Also, I think she wanted me otherwhere. Considering my mom and Giles are planning my future, I think it's easier for them to live my life if I'm not actually there.

WILLOW: Do you know that you have the parking brake on?

BUFFY: Uh-huh. (releases it)

WILLOW: Are, are you sure about the Bronze? I mean, the SATs are tomorrow.

BUFFY: I can study at the Bronze. A little dancing, a little cross-multiplying. You know what we need? (bends over to fiddle with the radio, starts swerving)

WILLOW: Eyes on the road! Eyes on the road!

written by: Jane Espenson; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/40bandcandy.html