(fair or carnival. Buffy wearing overalls and pigtails, pulling Giles by the hand.)

BUFFY: Come on, come on! We're gonna miss all the good stuff.

OLIVIA: Does she always want to train this badly?

GILES: Well, it appears she's never heard the fable about patience.

OLIVIA: Which one is that?

GILES: The, the one about the fox, and the, uh, less patient fox.

BUFFY: Here, I want to, I want to!

GILES: Yes, go ahead.

(There's a big coffin with a fake-looking vampire standing behind it at the booth)

VAMP: (bouncing) I am a vampire!

(Buffy throws a yellow ball at it, misses by a mile.)

GILES: (exasperated) Buffy, you have a sacred birthright to protect mankind. Don't stick out your elbow.

VAMP: (bouncing) I am a vampire!

(Buffy throws, hits it right in the chest. It falls backward.)

VAMP: Ahh, you staked me!

(Buffy spins around, grinning with delight. Giles looks unimpressed.)

GILES: I haven't got any treats.

OLIVIA: For god's sake, Rupert, go easy on the girl.

GILES: (to Olivia) This is my business. Blood of the lamb and all that.

(he looks at Buffy)

GILES: Oh, now you're gonna get that all over your face.

(Buffy turns. Her face is covered in mud. The color changes as if a negative were inverted. The color goes back to normal. Giles frowns in confusion. His face goes blurry.)

GILES: I know you.

• Buffy & Giles
• Prophetic/Mystical/Hallucinary Dreams

written by: Joss Whedon; Transcript by joan the english chick (pisces@englishchick.com). Full transcript at:
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