TEXT: In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer. The Bronze at night. Cut inside to Xander and Willow sitting at a table. Xander: You know how I feel about you. It's, uh, pretty obvious, isn't it? There's never been anyone else for me... but you. And we're good friends, and it's time to take the next step. Willow is listening to him dreamily. Xander: Would you, um... date me? Oh that's good! Date me! It's terrible, right? Willow: (comes back to earth) Huh? Oh, no! Oh, yes, 'date me' is silly... Xander: See, what I should do is I should just start with talking about the dance. (clears his throat) Y'know, Buffy, Spring Fling just isn't any dance. It's a time for students to choose, um... a mate and then we can... observe their... mating rituals and tag them before they migrate. Just kill me! Willow: You're doing fine! Xander: Why's it so hard? I should just walk up to her and say, 'Hey, I like you. Let's go to the dance together.' Willow: Direct and to the point. Xander: I'm ready. I wanna do it now. I *gotta* do it now. Willow: Oh, Buffy's not here. You can practice on me some more. Xander: No, no, I can't wait until tomorrow, I-I'll be thinking about it too much. Why didn't Buffy show up tonight? What's she doing? Willow: Oh, you know, the usual. Cut to the park. A car is parked in the distance with its windows all fogged up. Buffy comes falling into the field of view in slow motion and hits the ground hard on her back and exhales. Cut inside the car. Cordelia breaks off her kiss with Kevin. Cordelia: What was that? Kevin: What was what? Cut outside. Buffy props
SUMMARY:
Buffy quits Slaying when a prophecy predicts she will die in battle against the Master and the Anointed One , but soon puts aside her fear and enters the fray on her own timetable and terms. In fulfillment of prophecy, the Master indeed kills the Slayer and opens the Hellmouth, but learns too late that Buffy is resilient, unpredictable-and lethal.