ANYA: That's so very humorous. Make fun of the ex-demon! I can just hear you in private. (talks to the chicken foot) 'I dislike that Anya. She's newly human and strangely literal.'

WILLOW: (frowns) Anya, I don't say that. No one says that. No one talks that way.

ANYA: There's nothing wrong with my idea anyway. I've been very good for this store. (frowns) If it wasn't for me, Giles would be a terrified old man staring at a quarterly tax statement and wetting himself.

GILES: (insulted) I say, that's an exaggeration.

WILLOW: Anya, you've helped out a lot, but I have too.

ANYA: (opening another jar) Yes, I forgot about all the vigorous sitting around.

XANDER: Anya, you can back off a little. You get paid. Willow's doing this on her own time.

(Willow smiles and nods triumphantly.)

ANYA: (with a fake smile) I'm sorry, Willow. Thank you for making time in your busy life to come in here and get in the way of mine.

XANDER: (annoyed) Anya, play nice.

ANYA: You know, fine, take her side instead of mine ...

(Xander sighs, puts his hands over his face)

ANYA: ... even though I'm the one who sleeps with you and feeds you, bathes you...

WILLOW: (to Xander) She bathes you?

XANDER: Only in an erotic, Penthouse-y way, not in a sponge-bath-y geriatric sort of...

GILES: (puts up a hand) Please! Stop, I beg of you.

• Anya's Demon heritage
• Giles & Anya
• Willow &/vs Anya
• Xander & Anya

written by: Marti Noxon; Transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com).. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/88intothewoods.html