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come wander through the BuffyVerse...| Willow to Anya: why don't you just say it, like you do every other thought that stomps through your brain? from Triangle (Season 5) | Next Clip in Episode |
(Magic Box. Willow works on a spell. meanwhile, Anya is tallying what the ingredients are going to cost her)
WILLOW: Fleabane...
ANYA: Fifteen cents. (writes)
WILLOW: Salamander eyes...
ANYA: Ten bucks for twelve. Bargain.(writes)
WILLOW: Bindweed.
ANYA: Ugh, ooh, that's a pricey one. (writes)
WILLOW: Would you stop that? It's very distracting.
ANYA: Fine. Make your little ball of sunshine. I'll be quiet.
WILLOW: Good, because this spell is very sensitive. Once I begin, any non-ritual word can disrupt it.
(she mashes the ingredients together with the pestle)
ANYA: Fine.
WILLOW: Okay, here we go.
(She pours the mixture into the cauldron. Then she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. )
ANYA: Did you start yet?
(Willow exhales loudly, turns to give Anya an annoyed look)
WILLOW: Shh, no! This is it.
(Again she closes her eyes and inhales. )
WILLOW: Spirits of light, I invoke thee. Let the gloom of darkness part before you.
(A small circlet of yellow-orange light arises out of the cauldron and begins to spin. )
WILLOW: Let the moonlight be made pale by your presence. Spirits-
ANYA: Is it done?
WILLOW: Shh!!! Spirits of light, grant my wishes.
ANYA: Sorry, I thought you were done.
WILLOW: (angry) Do you *wanna* screw this up?
(Willow turns away to yell at Anya. The circle of light grows bigger and brighter, and its spinning becomes less smooth. It continues to grow and twist crazily.)
ANYA: No. No. I'm sure you can do that all on your own.
WILLOW: Hey Anya, whatever really has you mad, why don't you just say it, like you do every other thought that stomps through your brain?
ANYA: I believe I have said it.
WILLOW: No. You haven't. Come on. Let it out!
(The circle of light suddenly drops down through the glass of the countertop and touches a large crystal in the display case. It gives off a big flash of light and a large troll (Olaf) suddenly appears next to the counter. Olaf starts roaring and smashing things on his way out the door.)
WILLOW: He's not a ball of sunshine. Blackout.
written by: Jane Espenson; Transcribed by Joan the English Chick (pisces@englishchick.com).. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/89triangle.html