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I trustyou. I just...
and crawl on the inside of your skull.
Things change.
So it's her. Under our noses all this time.
Then I'll leave a box next to it, which you can mark with an X when you've done the task.
I'd do it.
But... sometimes she's fine.
I know somethin' about evil.
I am.
When we have a chance. We'll fight her when we have a chance.
Look at 'em. Perusing the shelves.
- Tell me what kind of demon I'm fighting. - Glory isn't a demon. She's a god.
We got this part right, that's for sure.
Think of me as that.
She was looking to go all payback-y on Glory for a minute.
I meant impresses. Impressive.
I must be something so horrible...
Tara.
- But is Your Grace not concerned about... - What, about the Slayer? Don't be stupid.
Really? What about all the times I asked you how school was and you said "fine"?
Keys are worth a very lot.
How aboutyou shut up and listen to me, you disgusting little fools?
Begging your pardon, and begging in general, but were you talking to me?
It's not just annoying, it's un-American.
Right now, Glory thinks Tara's the Key.
shall pass."
I will not betray Glorificus. I will never talk, no matter what heinous torture...
I understand.
- Thicken. - This isn't over, you hear me?
Yeah, but not in a Miss Minchin's Select Seminary for Girls way.
Lot of fun to be had on the outside. You'll see.
Sure. You can also tell me that the dog ate your homework,
Discipline. Authority.
Tara? Tara, are you OK?