CHEERLEADER ON CRUTCHES: You guys, I've been thinking about it, and I think I can still cheer. I mean, I could use a chair or we all could, like the Laker Girls.

CHEERLEADER FRIEND: Oh, honey, you need to concentrate on getting better. Don't worry. We'll find a replacement for you tomorrow.

CHEERLEADER ON CRUTCHES: I just feel like I let you down.

DAWN: Hey, R.J.

CHEERLEADER FRIEND: Oh, Dawn.

RJ: Hey, Summers.

DAWN: Um, so I-I-I was wondering. You had Mr. Gurin for English back at your old school, right?

RJ: We all did.

DAWN: I have him this year. What a drag.

RJ: I actually kinda liked him.

DAWN: Right! Right. No, no, I like him. It's just, you know, I meant drag in a good, fun way.

JOCK FRIEND: So, um, are the tryouts tomorrow? You're gonna make the new girls jump up and down a lot, right?

CHEERLEADER FRIEND: God, gross! A vending machine fell on Cheryl and all you can think about is new cheerleaders?

DAWN: Hey, um, so, you know, I heard someone saying yesterday that we're gonna go all the way to the championships this year. In football.

RJ: Yeah, we actually have a good shot, considering we're a new team.

JOCK FRIEND: Yeah, well if you can get us past Highland, we've got a good shot.

RJ: Oh, like you could do better.

JOCK FRIEND: We'll see.

RJ: Wait, you actually think Coach'd start you at quarterback over me?

JOCK FRIEND: I'm just saying...

DAWN: The quarterback is like the most important member of the team. He is like the rudder that guides the ship.

RJ: Right. Could I give you a hand with that? (gesturing to the book bag of the girl on crutches)

CHEERLEADER ON CRUTCHES: Would you really?

CHEERLEADER FRIEND: (catty) It's OK, she can do it herself.

RJ: Hey, we're all on the same team, all right?

(They all walk off)

DAWN: (under her breath) Yeah, you're all on the team. (calls after them) We'll talk later, guys. That's cool.

written by: Drew Z. Greenberg; Transcribed by: CariCranberry. Edited by me. . Full transcript at:
http://www.buffyworld.com/buffy/season7/transcripts/128_tran.php