BUFFY: Well, this is nice. I-it's a little bare, but a dash of paint, a few throw pillows... call it home!

DARLA: Who the hell are you?

BUFFY: You mean there's actually someone in this town who doesn't know already? Whew, that's a relief, I'm telling you! Having a secret identity in this town is a job of work.

XANDER: Buffy, we bail now, right?

Thomas: Not yet!

BUFFY: Okay, first of all, what's with the outfit? Live in the now, okay? You look like DeBarge! (to Darla) Now, we can do this the hard way, or... well, actually there's just the hard way.

DARLA: That's fine with me!

BUFFY: Are you sure? Now, this in not gonna be pretty. We're talking violence, strong language, adult content... (Thomas attacks, she dusts him) See what happens when you roughhouse?

DARLA: He was young and stupid!

BUFFY: Xander, go!

DARLA: Don't go far!

(fight) BUFFY: You know, I just wanted to start over. Be like everybody else. Have some friends, y'know, maybe a dog... But, no, you had to come here, you couldn't go suck on some other town.

DARLA: Who are you?

BUFFY: Don't you know?

(Luke grabs her by the neck from behind.)

Luke: I don't care! (He throws her across the room.)

written by: Joss Whedon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/01welcome.html