CORDELIA: Buffy? You're awake?

BUFFY: (a bit disoriented) Yeah.

CORDELIA: I can't feel my face!

BUFFY: What do you mean?

CORDELIA: My face. My face is numb. What is she doing?

BUFFY: I don't know.

( 'Learn' is written on the curtain in glitter.)

CORDELIA: What does that mean?

BUFFY: I don't know.

(...) Marcie: Uh, I'm disappointed. I'd really hoped you guys had figured it out by now.

BUFFY: Well, why don't you explain it? C'mon, Marcie, what are we supposed to learn?

CORDELIA: Yeah, what do you wanna teach us!

Marcie: You don't get it. You're not the student. You're the lesson.

CORDELIA: What did you do to my face?

Marcie: Your face. That's what this is all about, isn't it? Your beautiful face. That's what makes you shine just a little bit brighter than the rest of us. We all want what you have. To be noticed, remembered. To be seen.

CORDELIA: What are you doing?

Marcie: Well, I'm fulfilling your fondest wish.

(She pulls off the cloth covering the tray, revealing several surgical instruments.)

Marcie: I'm gonna give you a face no one will ever forget.

(...)

BUFFY: Marcie, you can't do this.

Marcie: What are you gonna do? Slay me?

BUFFY: Marcie, you know this is wrong.

Marcie: (punches Buffy) You shoulda stayed outta my way. Y'know, I, I thought, I thought you would understand my vision, but you're just like them.

CORDELIA: Please don't do this! Nooohohoho!

Marcie: You should be grateful. I mean, people who pass you in the street are gonna remember you for the rest of their lives. Children are gonna dream about you. And every one of your, your friends who comes to the coronation tonight will take the sight of the May Queen to their graves.

CORDELIA: Wait!

Marcie: No, we really have to get started. The local anesthetic's gonna wear off soon, and I don't want you to faint. It's less fun if you're not awake.

(...)

Marcie: Let me see. I think we should start with your smile. I think it should be wider.

CORDELIA: Marcie, I know you think I don't understand, but I do!

Marcie: Yeah, I'll *bet* you know how I feel. I'm sure you can just be with all your friends and feel so alone 'cause they don't really know you. You're just a typical, self-involved, spoiled little brat, and you think you can charm your way out of this, don't you?! ISN'T THAT WHAT YOU THINK?! (she cuts Cordelia's cheek.) I see right through you.

(Buffy breaks free)

CORDELIA: Oh, my God! Get me out of here, please!

BUFFY: Hold still!

(Marcie attacks)

CORDELIA: (crying) Uh, huh, huh, oh, my God!

(...) BUFFY: Y'know, I really felt sorry for you. You've suffered. There's one thing I really didn't factor into all this. You're a thundering loony!

(fighting)

CORDELIA: Buffy, are you okay? Oh, my God! Oh, my God! (screams) Buffy! Buffy! Oh, my God!

Marcie: Hey, moron! I'm invisible! (knocks Buffy down) How are you gonna fight someone you can't see?

CORDELIA: Oh, my God!

BUFFY: Cordelia, shut up.

CORDELIA: (meekly) Okay.

( Buffy closes her eyes and tries to sense where Marcie is. Marcie slowly walks around her. The floor creaks under her foot and Buffy spins around and lands a punch right on target. Marcie staggers back into a red banner, and it wraps around her and gets pulled down with her. She gets up with the banner draped over her head.)

BUFFY: I see you.

( She punches Marcie again, knocking her down once more. The side door opens, and several FBI men come in.)

Agent: Everybody stay where you are.

Two agents run over to Buffy and Marcie.

DOYLE: (gun drawn) FBI! Nobody move!

Manetti: Okay, we'll take it from here now, ma'am.

BUFFY: Take what from where?

DOYLE: I'm agent Doyle, this is Agent Manetti. We're here for the girl.

BUFFY: Well, where were you ten minutes ago when she was playing surgeon?

DOYLE: I'm sorry, we came as fast as we could.

Marcie: (to herself) Oh, my God!

DOYLE: We'll take it from here on.

Agent: C'mon.

BUFFY: You can cure her?

DOYLE: We can rehabilitate her.

Manetti: In time she'll learn to be a useful member of society again.

Marcie: Where are we going?

DOYLE: Very useful.

BUFFY: (realizes) This isn't the first time this has happened, is it? It's happened at other schools.

Manetti: We're not at liberty to discuss that.

DOYLE: It would be best for you to forget this whole incident.

BUFFY: Do you know that you guys are very creepy?

DOYLE: Thank you for your help.

Manetti: Oh, and, uh... have a nice day.

written by: Ashley Gable & Thomas A. Swyden; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/buffy/season1/transcripts/11_tran.htm