With only two episodes to go. I think the episode could have been a little better, but it wasn't disapointing. Angel apears at the end of it which was cool.
9.5
End Of Days
With only two episodes to go the show increased even more. It was greatly written though it still wasn't that memorable. It's pretty much an episode you kind of forget after watching the show's finale. At the end Angel comes back and Buffy kills Caleb with her new axe...or does she?
Cut to where Touched ended and Caleb sees Buffy with the axe and he doesn't think she can take it out but she does without trying.
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Caleb wants her to give it to him but she sees that he is backing away and The first tells him to let him go. And The first tells Buffy that Faith go boom and Buffy runs away. Cut to the explosion and Amanda stands up and the others stand up as well. The girls who survived can't find Faith, they find her but she is out and something is in there. They find a place and they all see it and then another comes. Cut to Andrew with some potentials and the three arrive and they couldn't find Buffy. Giles tells the rest that the others aren't back yet and something went wrong. They grab one girl adn kill her. Kennedy attacks one and it grabs her but then comes Buffy to the rescue and she kills those vamps with that thing with easiness. She tells them to get the others.
The girls come home and Buffy says it's not Faith's fault and she doesn't know if she's back. Buffy goes to Faith and she is still out. Buffy has the thing and she says she knew it belonged to her. Cut to Andrew and Anya helping some girls and a girl is scared. Andrew says he is going to the hospital and he tells her that she is coming with her. Cut to Xander and Buffy and he is sad about something and he says that he doesn't need her to protect him but he can still fight but she says hat she needs someone that she can count on and he says he thought he would be there until the end. Xander says he wants to be on Buffy's side and she says she trusts him with her life and that's why she needs him to do this with her.
Cut to Willow and Giles trying to find about the axe but they cannot find anything. Willow doesn't want to tap into the axe because she is too afraid of becoming dark again. Cut to Dawn in the car and they make fun of Xander's eye. Then Dawn goes in the front seat and he puts her to sleep and takes her into the car and drives away with her. Cut to Caleb throwing with wine and he is very upset. The First says that Caleb's strength is going and she wants to do it to make him stronger and The first goes into Caleb.
Cut to Buffy and Faith and she has the axe and she feels the power. Faith thinks that it was her fault and she says it wasn't and that people die. Buffy says that war is about stupid death. Faith says that her life she has felt lonely and that she was jealous of Buffy but now being as Buffy she has never felt so alone. Buffy says that being a slayer is a price to feel alone. Buffy says that everyone is alone but being a slayer is something nobody else can feel it. Cut to Spike coming in and he sees Buffy and he sees her axe and he knows that she is back. Then he tries to try to go out but she tells him that of what he did gave her strength and he says he felt terrified last night. Spike says that what they had was his best night of his life. Spike says he has never been close to anyone until last night and he only hold her and watched her go to sleep and that was his best night of his life. Spike says it doesn't have to mean anything.
Cut to Anya and Andrew in the hospital. They begin to pack up some stuff and he says it's gonna be bad. Anya said she went away an apocalypse before but she is staying this time because even though human’s are screwed-up and that they fight for something that matters and that they never quit. Andrew says that Anya might survive because she has been here for thousand years but he doesn't think he will be ok. Cut to Buffy going to the cemetery and she fins a place where she goes under. Buffy finds a woman and she comes out and she says she has been waiting and she sees she found the weapon. The woman says that she looks good for her age and she has been waiting. She says that she was one of those that put the axe in the rock. She says that they are guardians and she says that the weapon is hers and that the end is near but then Caleb snaps her neck and he didn't heard if she said the end was near or here.
Cut to a car driving away and Dawn wakes up and he gives her a note that Buffy left her. And Buffy reads it but then she grabs something and electrocutes Xander and makes him sleep and turns the car around. Cut to Buffy and Caleb fighting and he hits her. They both fight and she almost kills him but he fights back and almost defeats her. Then Caleb tries to kill her but Angel arrives and knocks him out. They tell each other they look good and Buffy grabs the axe and they continue fighting. Buffy then sticks the axe in Caleb and he falls while laughing. Then Angel and Buffy kiss and Spike is watching and the first says 'That Bitch'.
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Best episode quotes:
Caleb: Now, before you go hurting yourself with that thing, why don't you do yourself a courtesy and hand it over now?
Buffy: Yeah? You want it?
Caleb: You don't even know what you got there.
Buffy: I know you're backing away.
Caleb: You think wielding some 2-sided doo-dad's gonna make a difference?
Buffy/The First: Let her go, Caleb. I said let her go.
Caleb: If I let her go, she slices me open with that thing.
Buffy/The First: No, she doesn't. She hasn't got time. She has friends. And her friends are in trouble. Faith go boom.
Caleb: I'm not letting her out of here with that thing.
Buffy/The First: Sure you are. Then you'll come back for it later...when she's got her back turned.
Buffy: I think it's maybe some kind of scythe. The only thing I know for sure is it made Caleb back off in a hurry.
Willow: So it's true. Scythe matters.
Giles: And, ignoring that, I'd just like to point out this is really quite ingenious.
Buffy: Kills strong bodies 3 ways.
Willow: And you say you sense something when you hold it?
Buffy: Not much, but it's strong. And I knew it belonged to me. I just knew it.
Giles: In addition to being ancient, it's clearly mystical.
Buffy: Yeah, I figured that one out when I King Arthured it out of the stone.
Willow: So maybe it's like some kind of traditional slayer weapon.
Giles: I can't imagine how something like this could exist without my having heard of it.
Buffy: Well, the good guys are not traditionally known for their communication skills.
Giles: Right. Um... any chance that it might be something other than a tool for killing things?
Buffy: The First's guys clearly wanted it out of that stone. It's not just a tool. It's important. We need to find out whatever we can. Who made it, when, why? Does it have a name? I don't know, a credit report? Just find out fast.
Giles: We'll start work immediately.
Willow: Yeah, don't worry, Buff. We'll find out everything there is to know.
Buffy: Good, because right now, that thing's all we've got going for us.
Andrew: I liked the real bandages better. These bed sheets are awfully festive. Ecch!
Anya: Yeah. They're gonna look like mortally wounded Easter baskets.
Potential: What?
Anya: Aw.
Andrew: H-hey! We're supposed to use that to sterilize wounds. Mr. Giles said.
Anya: Come on, what does it really matter?
Andrew: Hmm. Good point.
Anya: Giles knows his single malt antiseptics.
Andrew: Blech. Everything's horrible.
Anya: Yup. Many of these girls will die. Slaughterhouse is what it is.
Potential: What?
Anya: Oh...trying to talk will just kill you sooner.
Andrew: We need supplies, and not just bandages and junk. These-these girls need stitches and painkillers.
Anya: Yeah, well, I could use a cookie, but I'm not making reckless wishes.
Andrew: No, no. We can do it. The hospital. It's gotta be all abandoned like the grocery store. Supplies just lying around for the taking. I'm going in.
Anya: You are?
Andrew: And you're coming with me.
Anya: I am?
Andrew: Well, I think you should drive 'cause that scotch made me a little dizzy.
Anya: OK. I'll get Kennedy to watch the girls. She's tough. Imminent death won't bother her.
Potential: What?
Buffy: You got it?
Xander: Wait. I'm not to the "got it" place yet. I'm still in the neighborhood of "you've gotta be kidding".
Buffy: You know it's for the good.
Xander: I don't. Buffy, do you get that? If I do this, that's it for me for this fight. I feel like you're putting me out to pasture.
Buffy: Of course I'm not putting you out to pasture. What does that even mean?
Xander: Well, you know, it's like, uh... when a cow gets old and loses an eye, or its ability to be milked, the farmer takes it and puts it in a different pasture so it won't have to... fight...with the priests. Look, I don't need you to protect me.
Buffy: I'm not.
Xander: I got hurt, but I'm not done. I can still fight.
Buffy: I know. That's why I need you to do this. Xander, I need someone that I can count on no matter what happens.
Xander: I just always thought that I would... I would be there with you... you know, for the end.
Buffy: Hey.
Xander: Well, not that this is the end.
Buffy: Thanks a lot.
Xander: No, no, no. By the end, I meant, uh... a heroic, uplifting way. See, I'm still optimistic. You're just thrown off a little by this gritty-looking eye patch.
Buffy: I know what you meant.
Xander: I should be at your side. That's all I'm saying.
Buffy: You will be. You're my strength, Xander. You're the reason I made it this far. I trust you with my life. That's why I need you to do this for me.
Xander: OK.
Buffy: Also, you can't shoot a bow and arrow anymore, and every time you pick up a sword, I worry that you're gonna break one of our good lamps.
Xander: Hey
Buffy: Don't look at me. You're the one who said I'm gonna die.
Xander: I never said you were gonna die. I-I implied that you were gonna die. It's totally different.
Buffy: Yeah, OK. Sure.
Xander: Besides, if you die, I'll just bring you back to life. That's what I do.
Dawn: Xander, my crossbow is not out here. I told you, I don't leave crossbows around all willy-nilly. Not since that time with Miss Kitty Fantastico.
Xander: Hey, did you know I have to take a driving test every year now?
Dawn: Because you're old?
Xander: No, because of my eye. It's a whole state law. They don't trust my depth perception anymore.
Dawn: That sucks.
Xander: And you know what's even worse? All the stupid "it's all fun and games until someone loses an eye" jokes. "Hey, Xander, so no more fun and games, huh?"
Dawn: Giles was just having fun with you.
Xander: That's not the point. It's an obvious joke. It'd be like someone calling me a cyclops.
Dawn: Oh. OK, so not that funny.
Xander: I mean, uh... give me some "eye of the beholder" jokes. You know? Or, uh... some "eye for an eye" jokes. Or maybe even a post-modern "I, Claudius" joke, you know? It's about standards, Dawnie.
Dawn: I know.
Xander: Just, uh, be creative.
Buffy/The First: Not that I care personally, but you are wasting a lot of robust, full-bodied merlot.
Caleb: Why did you let her go? You know I can take her in a fight.
Buffy/The First: We'll get her. Calm down.
Caleb: I'm calm. You should see me when I get angry.
Buffy/The First: She's powerful right now. And you're weak.
Caleb: You know, all of a sudden, I'm getting less calm.
Buffy/The First: Face it. Your strength is waning. It has been quite some time since we've... merged.
Caleb: Maybe you're right. OK, let's do it.
Buffy/The First: Boy, you sure know how to romance a girl. No flowers, no dinner, no tour of the rectory. Just, "OK, I'm ready. Let's do it." Help me. My knees are weak.
Caleb: Watch what you say now. You're starting to sound like her. This is a sacred experience for me.
Buffy/The First: And for me as well. Look, when this is all over, and our armies spring forth, and our will sweeps the world, I will be able to enter every man, woman, and child on this Earth, just as I enter you.
Caleb: Are you trying to make me jealous?
Buffy/The First: I'm trying to make you a God.
Caleb: I am thy humble servant. And I am ready to serve thee.
Buffy: You feel it too, don't you?
Faith: Damn. And damn, that's something.
Buffy: I know.
Faith: It's old. It's strong, and it feels like... like it's mine. I guess that means it's yours.
Buffy: It belongs to the slayer.
Faith: Slayer in charge, which, I'm guessing, is you.
Buffy: I honestly don't know. Does it matter?
Faith: It never mattered to me. Somebody has to lead. Let's vote for Chao-Ahn. It's harder to lead people into a deathtrap if you don't speak English.
Buffy: It wasn't your fault.
Faith: I'm really not looking for forgiveness.
Buffy: You're not?
Faith: What do you want me to say? I blew it.
Buffy: You didn't blow it.
Faith: Tell that to
Buffy: People die. You lead them into battle, they're gonna die. It doesn't matter how ready you are or how smart you are. War is about death. Needless, stupid death.
Faith: So, here's the laugh riot. My whole life I've been a loner.
Buffy: That's the funny part? Did I miss something?
Faith: I'm trying to
Buffy: Sorry. Sorry. Go.
Faith: No ties, no buddies, no relationships that lasted longer than... well, Robin lasted pretty long. Boy's got stamina.
Buffy: Principal Wood? And you? And in my-
Faith: Don't tell me you two got wriggly.
Buffy: No. No. No, no. We're just good friends. Or mortal enemies, depending on which day of the-
was that the funny part?
Faith: OK. The point. Me, by myself all the time. I'm looking at you, everything you have, and, I don't know, jealous. Then there I am. Everybody's looking to me, trusting me to lead them, and I've never felt so alone in my entire life.
Buffy: Yeah.
Faith: And that's you every day, isn't it?
Buffy: I love my friends. I'm very grateful for them. But that's the price. Being a slayer.
Faith: There's only supposed to be one. Maybe that's why you and I can never get along. We're not supposed to exist together.
Buffy: Also, you went evil and were killing people.
Faith: Good point. Also a factor.
Buffy: But you're right. I mean, I... I guess everyone's alone. But being a slayer? There's a burden we can't share.
Faith: And no one else can feel it. Thank God we're hot chicks with superpowers.
Buffy: Takes the edge off.
Faith: Comforting.
Buffy: Mm-hmm.
Spike: Honey, you're home.
Buffy: Yeah.
Spike: And you did it. Fulfilled your mission. Found the Holy Grail. Or the Holy Hand Grenade, or whatever the hell that is.
Buffy: Right now we're going with scythe. You like?
Spike: Well, pointy and wooden is not exactly the look I wanna know better, but it does have flair. Can see why a girl would ditch a fella for one of these.
Buffy: I'm sorry about that.
Spike: It doesn't matter. You're back in the bosom. All's forgiven. And, uh, last night...was just a glitch. A bit of cold comfort from the cellar dweller. Let's don't make a thing out of it.
Buffy: Great. I have work to do.
Spike: Oh, yeah. Another solo mission, of course.
Buffy: Yeah, it is.
Spike: That's fine. You don't have to get shirty about it.
Buffy: I'm not shirty. And what is shirty? That's not even a word.
Spike: All right. All right. Big secret mission. It's fine.
Buffy: It's not a secret. Well, I mean, it is, but that's the point of the mission. Find out the secret. This thing was forged by- I don't even know. I mean, something about... a tomb on unconsecrated ground. That's what I have to do. I need to find out what this is and why I have it.
Spike: And that's the thing the preacher man was so anxious to keep out of your mitts?
Buffy: That it is.
Spike: Well, maybe I'll swing by the vineyard when you go, make sure he's sitting tight.
Buffy: Great.
Spike: OK.
Buffy: You're a dope.
Spike: I'm a what?
Buffy: You're a dope. And a bonehead. And you're shirty.
Spike: Have you gone completely carrot-top?
Buffy: Do you see this? This may actually help me fight my war. This might be the key to everything. And the reason I'm holding it is because of you. Because of the strength that you gave me last night. Look, I am tired of defensiveness and weird, mixed signals. You know, I have Faith for that. Let's just get to the truth here, OK? I don't know how you felt about last night, but I will not- Terrified.
Buffy: Of what?
Spike: Last night was... God, I'm such a jerk. I can't do this.
Buffy: Spike...
Spike: It was the best night of my life. If you poke fun at me, you bloody well better use that, 'cause I couldn't bear it. It may not mean that much to you, but-
Buffy: I just told you it did.
Spike: Yeah...I hear you say it, but... I've lived for soddin' ever, Buffy. I've done everything. Done things with you I can't spell, but... I've never... been close... to anyone. Least of all, you. 'Til last night. All I did was... hold you, watch you sleep. And it was the best night of my life. So, yeah... I'm... terrified.
Buffy: You don't have to be.
Spike: Were you there with me?
Buffy: I was.
Spike: What does that mean?
Buffy: I don't know. Does it have to mean something?
Spike: No. Not right now.
Buffy: Maybe when...
Spike: No. Let's just leave it.
Buffy: OK.
Spike: We'll go be heroes.
Andrew: Ooh. This one has oxygen tanks.
Anya: They'd only be useful if something big was attacking, and then we could shove one down their throat and blow 'em up like Roy Scheider did with that shark in Jaws. What?
Andrew: You are the perfect woman.
Anya: I've often thought so. Wanna rob?
Andrew: Let's rob. Oh, cool. Gauze and alcohol... tape and, oh, sutures, if we want to get stitchy with it. Oh, and there's a... box of ointment here. I used one of these on a rash once.
Anya: Oh. Show me.
Andrew: Well, it-it's healed up, but it was red and crusty with these little itchy places.
Anya: Show me the box full of ointments, you little freak. And get cotton packing for the big wounds.
Andrew: It's gonna be bad, isn't it?
Anya: Yeah.
Andrew: So how come you're here? I mean, you could just go. Right?
Anya: Yeah. I did once before.
Andrew: Before what?
Anya: Well...there was this other apocalypse... this one time, and... well, I took off. But this time, I don't...I don't know.
Andrew: Well...what's different?
Anya: Well...I guess I was...kinda new to bein' around humans before. But now I've... seen a lot more, gotten to know people... seen what they're capable of, and... I guess I just realized...how amazingly screwed-up they all are. I mean really, really screwed-up in a monumental fashion.
Andrew: Oh.
Anya: And they have no purpose that unites them, so they just drift around, blundering through life until they die...which they...they know is coming, yet every single one of them is surprised when it happens to them. They're incapable of thinking about what they want beyond the moment. They kill each other, which is clearly insane. And yet, here's the thing. When it's something that really matters, they fight. I mean, they're lame morons for fighting, but they do. They never... never quit. So I guess I will keep fighting, too.
Andrew: That was kind of beautiful. You...you love humans.
Anya: I do not.
Andrew: Yes, you do. You loooove them
Anya: Stop it! I don't love them! And I'll kill you if you tell anybody.
Andrew: I won't tell anybody. Won't get a chance to, anyway.
Anya: I don't know. You might survive.
Andrew: No, you might survive. You know how to handle a weapon, and you've been in this world for, like, a thousand years. I'm not so... I don't think I'll be OK. I'm cool with it. I think I'd like to...finish out as one of those... lame humans tryin' to do what's right.
Anya: Yeah.
Andrew: So...wheelchair fight?
Guardian: I'd forgotten. I'd forgotten how young you would be. Comes from the waiting. Mind plays tricks. I see you've found our weapon.
Buffy: Who are you?
Guardian: One of many. Well...time was. Now I'm alone in the world.
Buffy: So what are you? Some kind of ghost?
Guardian: Nope. I'm as real as you are. Just...well... let me put it this way- I look good for my age. I've been waiting. You pulled it out of the rock. I was one of those who put it in there.
Buffy: What is it?
Guardian: A weapon. A scythe. Forged in secrecy for one like you who- I'm sorry. What's your name?
Buffy: Buffy.
Guardian: No, really. We forged it in secrecy and kept it hidden from the Shadow Men, who-
Buffy: Yeah. Met those guys. Didn't really care too much for 'em.
Guardian: Ahh, yes. Then you know. And they became the watchers. And the watchers watched the slayers. But we were watching them.
Buffy: Oh! So you're like... what are you?
Guardian: Guardians. Women who want to help and protect you. We forged this centuries ago, halfway around the world.
Buffy: Hence, the Luxor Casino theme.
Guardian: Forged there, it was put to use right here...to kill the last pure demon that walked upon the Earth. The rest were already driven under. And then there were men here, and then there were monks. And then there was a town, and now there was you. And the scythe remained hidden.
Buffy: I don't understand. How is it possible that we didn't know any of this?
Guardian: We hid, too. We had to until now. We're the last surprise.
Buffy: Does this mean I can win?
Guardian: That is really up to you. This is a powerful weapon.
Buffy: Yeah.
Guardian: But you already have weapons.
Buffy: Oh.
Guardian: Use it wisely and perhaps you can beat back the rising dark. One way or another, it can only mean an end is truly near.
Caleb: I'm sorry. I didn't catch that last part on account of her neck snapping and all. Did she say the end is near... or here?
Caleb: Ha ha ha ha! You're not slipping out of this fight, girl. Can't you see? You can't stop me. I can just keep going back for more. It's like being reborn. You know, I gave you ample warning. Told you not to interfere, but you chose not to heed. I was kind of hoping it'd go this way.
Angel: Hey! I was never much for preachers.
Buffy: Angel.
Angel: You look good.
Buffy: You look timely. And also good.
Angel: Heard maybe you needed a hand. Ah, one of those things you have to finish yourself.
Buffy: Really kinda is.
Angel: You are so gonna lose. God, I missed watching this.
Buffy: See? Under control.
Angel: Well...at least you could tell me you're glad to see me.
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Story: 9
Acting: 10
Writing: 10
Picture: 10
Gripping: 9
My Rank: 9
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Total: 9.5
