(Buffy walks into the middle of the desert)

BUFFY: I'm never gonna find them here.

(She looks up and sees Tara far off, walking toward her.)

TARA: Of course not. That's the reason you came.

(Tara fades out and reappears closer, then this repeats. She stops walking. Her lips never move when she talks)

BUFFY VOICEOVER: You're not in my dream.

TARA: I was borrowed. Someone has to speak for her.

BUFFY: Let her speak for herself.

(We see the dark-haired creature walking up behind her.)

BUFFY: That's what's done in polite circles.

(The creature moves around to in front of Buffy and we finally get a good look at her. It's a dark-skinned woman with dreadlocks and long sharp fingernails. Her face is painted with white or grayish paint, lines of black paint across her eyes, and she wears rags. She crouches low and walks around Buffy like a wild animal. She looks like a cavewoman.)

BUFFY: Why do you follow me?

FIRST SLAYER via TARA: I don't.

BUFFY: Where are my friends?

FIRST SLAYER via TARA: You're asking the wrong questions.

BUFFY: (firmly) Make her speak.

FIRST SLAYER via TARA: I have no speech. No name. I live in the action of death, the blood cry, the penetrating wound. I am destruction. Absolute ... alone.

BUFFY: I am not alone.

SLAYER via TARA: The Slayer does not walk in this world.

BUFFY: I walk. I talk. I shop, I sneeze. I'm gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back. There's trees in the desert since you moved out. And I don't sleep on a bed of bones. (firmly) Now give me back my friends.

(The First Slayer speaks in a very low, hoarse voice.)

FIRST SLAYER: No ... friends! Just the kill. We ... are ... alone!

• Prophetic/Mystical/Hallucinary Dreams
• Slayerhood

written by: Joss Whedon; Transcript by joan the english chick (pisces@englishchick.com). Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/78restless.html