Buffy: I wish we could be regular kids from What's My Line Part 1 (Season 2) | Next Clip in Episode |
(Angel is waiting for Buffy in her room when she climbs in the window)
ANGEL: Buffy! You scared me.
BUFFY: Now you know what it feels like, Stealth Guy. Just dropping by for some quality time with Mr. Gordo?
ANGEL: Excuse me?
BUFFY: The pig.
ANGEL: Oh. I, uh...
BUFFY: What's up?
ANGEL: Nothing.
BUFFY: Only you don't have a nothing face. You have a something face. And you don't have to whisper. Mom's in L.A. till Thursday. Art buying, or something.
ANGEL: Then why'd you come in through the window?
BUFFY: Habit.
ANGEL: I wanted to make sure you're okay. I had a bad feeling.
BUFFY: There's a surprise. Angel comes with bad news. Oh, God, I'm sorry. Look, I've been Cranky Miss all day. It's not you.
ANGEL: Well, what is it then?
BUFFY: It's nothing. Uh, we're having this thing at school.
ANGEL: Career week?
BUFFY: How did you know?
ANGEL: I lurk.
BUFFY: Right. Well, then you know it's a whole week of 'what's my line', only... I don't get to play. Sometimes I just want...
ANGEL: You want what? It's okay.
BUFFY: The Cliff Notes version? I want a normal life. Like I had before.
ANGEL: Before me.
BUFFY: No, Angel, it's not you. You're the one freaky thing in my freaky world that still makes sense to me. I just get messed sometimes. I wish we could be regular kids.
ANGEL: Yeah. I'll never be a kid.
BUFFY: Okay, then a regular kid and her cradle robbing, creature-of- the-night boyfriend.
ANGEL: (re picture of her skating) Was this part of your normal life?
BUFFY: Oh, my God. My Dorothy Hamill phase. My room in L.A. was pretty much a shrine. Dorothy dolls, Dorothy posters, I even got the Dorothy haircut. Thereby securing a place for myself in the geek hall of fame.
ANGEL: Hmm, you wanted to be like her?
BUFFY: I wanted to *be* her. My parents were fighting all the time, and skating was an escape. I felt safe.
ANGEL: When was the last time you put on your skates?
BUFFY: About a couple of hundred demons ago.
ANGEL: There's a rink out past Route 17, it's... closed on Tuesdays.
BUFFY: Tomorrow's Tuesday.
ANGEL: I know.
written by: Howard Gordon & Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
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