PETER: All present?

ALL: All present.

PETER: Then we begin. (someone giggles) Mandel, shut up.

MANDEL: Sorry, dude, it's? It's just so cool, I mean? We're gonna be rich!

PETER: Keep your shorts, all right. We have to do the ritual if we wanna score. Oh, Keith, did you take care of the fire exits?

KEITH: Yeah. Anybody tries to bust in here's gonna get a nasty surprise. (chuckling) I set up this booby trap my cousin Ben always used to do?

PETER: Then nobody is getting in... and nobody is getting out.

MANDEL: Dude.

PETER: (re Cassie) This is our sacrifice. (picks up a large cleaver) It's nothing personal. It's just that you have this death-kick suicidal vibe going. I figure if you disappear, everybody'll just assume you threw yourself in a river somewhere. Extinguish.

PETER: All mighty Avilas... please accept our sacrifice. Please appear before us, oh mighty soldier of the dark. Please appear before us, and grant us with infinite riches, and we will pay you with our sacrifice. We kneel before you with the gift of flesh.

BUFFY: OK, that?is going on your permanent record.

PETER: Wait, this is?the counselor! What the hell is she doing here?

MANDEL: I-it was his idea!

PETER: Back off. Get back! Get back, you stupid bitch! Aw, you're gonna die!

BUFFY: Do you know how lame this is? Bored teenage boys trying to raise up a demon. Sorry it didn't show. I bet it's 'cause you forgot the boom box playing some heavy metal thing, like Blue Clam Cult. I think that's the key to the raising of lame demons.

PETER: That lame demon?

(scuffle ensues, Buffy goes after to the demon, Peter goes after Cassie. Spike joins the fray)

BUFFY: Spike?

SPIKE: Here to help. No hurting the girl.

BUFFY: Untie her. I'll take care of this.

(Spike attacks Peter, despite the chip zapping him with each punch)

PETER: Who are you?

SPIKE: I'm a bad man.

(knocks Peter out, unties Cassie)

CASSIE: She'll tell you. Someday she'll tell you.

(Buffy finishes the demon, comes over)

BUFFY: Are you OK?

CASSIE: Uh-huh. Ow.

PETER: (crawling toward the crispy demon) You can't be dead. Where are my infinite riches? (it bites him, and then explodes) Ahh! Ahh! It bit me!

BUFFY: (to Cassie) C'mon.

PETER: Help! Help me, please! I'm bleeding.

BUFFY: Sorry. My office hours are 10 to 4.

written by: Rebecca Kirshner; Transcribed by: CariCranberry. Edited by me. . Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/buffy/season7/transcripts/126_tran.php