BUFFY: Giles...

ANYA: Giles?!

WILLOW: (singsong) Uh oh. Daddy's home! I'm in wicked trouble now.

GILES: You have no idea. You have to stop what you are doing.

WILLOW: Ooh, sorry. Can't do that. I'm not finished yet.

GILES: Neither am I. (magically knocking Willow's feet from under her) Stay down.

ANYA: How did you do that?

WILLOW: That's borrowed power. No way it's gonna be strong enough to -

GILES: I'm here to help you.

WILLOW: Thanks, but I can kill a couple geeks all by myself. But, hey, if you'd like to watch... that's what you Watchers are good at, right? Watching? Butting in on things that don't concern you?

GILES: You concern me, Willow. Stay on this path and you'll wind up dead.

BUFFY: Willow. Listen to him. I don't want to fight you anymore.

WILLOW: I don't want to fight you either. I wanna fight *him*.

GILES: (gestures again) Stay down--

WILLOW: No. (waves it off) Remember that little spat we had before you left? When you were under the delusion that you were still relevant here? You called me a rank arrogant amateur. Well, buckle up, Rupert... 'Cause I've turned pro.

(commercial)

WILLOW: Asmodea, bring forth--

GILES: Vincire!

WILLOW: What--? No! Get off-- Solvo! Libero--

BUFFY: What did you do?

GILES: Contained her and her powers within a binding field. It puts her in a kind of stasis for the time-- (noticing) You've cut your hair.

(they hug)

ANYA: I'm blonde! I colored my hair. Again. I'm blonde.

GILES: Yes. I noticed.

(she joins the hug)

GILES: (to Willow) I'm very sorry about Tara.

WILLOW: (through her teeth) This... won't... hold me... forever.

• Giles & Willow
• Willow's Witchiness

written by: David Fury; No transcript available, so I started with the Shooting Script and spent a couple-three hours editing it to match what was said and shown on the broadcast version. . Full transcript at: