Buffy 6 x 16 Hells Bells

Buffy 6 x 16 Hells Bells Previously:

If I’d known you were comin’,
I’d have baked a cake.

- Tell me you love me.
- I love you.

- Tell me you want me.
- I always want you.

Anya, you wanna marry me?

Yes.

- We’re getting married.
- Congratulations!

Wedding, one week! We have friends, family,

demons flying in,
a to-do list getting no shorter…

Can we not do this now?

I don’t think this is gonna work.

Are you saying you’re gonna leave me?

Big wedding coming up.
You and Tara are speaking again.

- You wanna call her? Invite her over?
- No. Too soon for so bold a manoeuvre.

- It’s over.
- I’ve memorised this tune, love.

I’m using you… and it’s killing me.

I’m sorry, William.

I know there’s been… a lot of loss.

People have a tendency to go away.

And sometimes… I wish
I could just make them stop.

Wish granted.

Buffy, it’s hideous.

Oh, my God, Buffy. Look at its arms!

I know.

But it’s my duty. I’m… Buffy the bridesmaid.

Duty, schmuty. I’m supposed to be best man.

Shouldn’t I be all… Marlene Dietrich-y
in a dashing tuxedo number?

- No.
- Oh.

That would be unfair. We must share equally
in the cosmic joke that is bridesmaids-dom.

Well, maybe… if I ask Anya, I can still go
with the traditional… blood larva and burlap.

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