OZ: Oh, hey! Animal cracker?

WILLOW: No, thank you. How's your arm?

OZ: Suddenly painless.

WILLOW: You can still play the guitar okay?

OZ: Oh, not well, but not worse.

WILLOW: Y'know, I never really thanked you.

OZ: Ooo, yeah, please don't. I don't do thanks. I get all red. Have to bail. It's not pretty.

WILLOW: Well, then forget that thing. E-especially with the part where I kind of owe you my life.

OZ: Oh, look! Monkey! And he has a little hat. And little pants.

WILLOW: Yeah, I-I see!

OZ: The monkey's the only cookie animal that gets to wear clothes, you know that? You have the sweetest smile I've ever seen. So, I'm wondering, do the other cookie animals feel sorta ripped? Like, is the hippo going, 'Hey, man, where are *my* pants? I have my hippo dignity!' And you know the monkey's just, (with a French accent) 'I mock you with my monkey pants!' And there's a big coup in the zoo.

WILLOW: The monkey is French?

OZ: All monkeys are French. You didn't know that?

WILLOW: No. (giggles)

• Willow & Oz

written by: Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
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