JOYCE: I don't get it.

BUFFY: What?

JOYCE: I've been doing a lot of thinking about... where you're coming from, how to relate to you... and I've come to a very simple conclusion: I don't get it.

BUFFY: I'm inscrutable, huh?

JOYCE: You're sixteen. I think there's a, a biological imperative whereby I can't understand you because I'm not sixteen.

BUFFY: Do you ever wish you could be sixteen again?

JOYCE: Oh, that's a frightful notion. Go through all that again? Not even if it helped me understand you.

BUFFY: I love you, mom.

(She jumps up and kisses her mom on the cheek, then runs from the room.)

JOYCE: I don't get it!

• Buffy & her mom

written by: Dana Reston; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/03witch.html