XANDER: She what?

WILLOW: I told you there was something going on with her.

XANDER: And she knew about this prophecy of yours? (Giles nods) Aw, man, what do we do?

GILES: We stay calm, first thing.

XANDER: Calm?

WILLOW: I think he's right.

XANDER: I'm sorry, calm may work for Locutus of the Borg here, (indicates Giles) but I'm freaked out, and I intend to stay that way.

WILLOW: Xander...

XANDER: How could you let her go?

GILES: As the soon-to-be-purple area of my jaw will attest, I did *not* *let* her go!

WILLOW: Well, how can we help her?

JENNY: Uh, I'm sorry to bring this up, but we also have an apocalypse to worry about?

XANDER: Do you mind?

WILLOW: How come she's in the club?

JENNY: Hey! Once the Master gets free, the Hellmouth opens, the demons come to party, and everybody dies.

XANDER: Uh, uh, I don't care. I'm sorry, I don't. Right now I gotta help Buffy.

GILES: We don't even know where she's gone.

XANDER: No. But I can find out.

• Xander & Buffy

written by: Joss Whedon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/12prophecy.html