MASTER: Ahh. Xander... Willow... Hungry? (disgustedly) I've lost my appetite for this one. She keeps looking at me. I'm trying to eat, and she *looks* at me. (to Willow) Go on! (Willow accepts, bites) I remember that lust for the kill. Now... What news on the Rialto?

XANDER: Had a prime kill. An old crush, actually, till that wannaslay librarian showed up.

MASTER: He'll be dealt with soon enough.

XANDER: Weird thing: girl kept talking about Buffy. 'Gotta get Buffy here.' Isn't that what they called the Slayer?

WILLOW: Hmm. Buffy. Ooo. Scary.

XANDER: Someone has to talk to her people. That name is striking fear in nobody's hearts.

MASTER: She talked of summoning the Slayer here, now, at this time, and you didn't kill her?

WILLOW: Well, they had crosses.

MASTER: The plant begins operation in less than twenty-four hours. You will find this girl. You will kill her before she contacts the Slayer. Or I'll see you two kissing daylight.

written by: Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/43wish.html