Alyson Hannigan: Willow Rosenberg

Get It Done

Willow Rosenberg

Willow Rosenberg: Via, concursus, tempus, spatium, audi me ut imperio. Screw it! Mighty forces, I suck at Latin, okay? But that's not the issue! I'm the one in charge, and I'm telling you open that portal, now!

Buffy Summers: I'm the Slayer. The one with the power... and The First has me using that power to dig our graves... I've been carrying you, all of you, too far, too long. Ride's over.
Kennedy: You're out of line!
Willow Rosenberg: No, she's not.
Kennedy: You're gonna let her talk to you like that? Willow, she's not even the most powerful one in this room. With you here, she's not close.
Buffy Summers: You're new here, and you're wrong., because I use the power that I have. The rest of you are just waiting for me.
Xander Harris: Well, yeah, but only because you kinda told us to. You're our leader, Buffy, as in "follow the."
Buffy Summers: Well, from now on, I'm your leader as in "do what I say."
Xander Harris: Jawohl! But let's not try to forget, we're also your friends.
Anya: I'm not.
Buffy Summers: Then why are you here? Aside from getting rescued, what is it that you do?
Anya: I- I provide much needed... sarcasm.
Xander Harris: Um, that'd... kinda be my job, actually.

[Willow walks out the back door onto the porch, arms full of weapons. She freezes when she sees Principal Wood]
Willow Rosenberg: Oh, hi. Hey. Well, Buffy, I- I see that our preparation for the school pep-dance-cheer-drill contest are coming along.
[to the potentials]
Willow Rosenberg: Bring it on!
Buffy Summers: It's okay, I filled him in on everything.
Willow Rosenberg: [sighs] Oh, thank God! If I had to explain all these weapons, I had nothing.
Principal Robin Wood: Buffy tells me you have been, um, oh, how shall I put it. Experimenting... with the magicks.
Willow Rosenberg: Oh, yeah. Oh-Oh, nothing too heavy, though. Just the lighter, safer stuff. Uh, if Kennedy asks, her pointy stuff's right there. See you inside.
[to Buffy]
Willow Rosenberg: So much cooler than Snyder.
[leaves]
Principal Robin Wood: She really almost destroyed the world?
Buffy Summers: Yep.
Principal Robin Wood: Remind me not to make her crabby.

Kennedy: You've got the magic. Use it.
Willow Rosenberg: Wh- I-I-I don't even know what magic to use.
Kennedy: Why not just try all 32 flavors? Worst thing that happens is you go brunette.
Willow Rosenberg: That's not the worst thing that can happen.
Anya: She's right. And you know we have a choice. We can risk Willow's life and the rest of our lives to get Buffy back, or we leave her out there.
Principal Robin Wood: If we play it safe back here, Buffy could stay lost.
Anya: You missed her "everyone sucks but me" speech. If she's so superior, let her find her own way back.

Dawn Summers: Willow, how would you get Buffy back?
Willow Rosenberg: That's what I'm saying. I don't even know.
Dawn Summers: Okay, but if another witch was to do it, where would she start?
Willow Rosenberg: Uh, physics, principles, basic laws.
Dawn Summers: Such as?
Willow Rosenberg: Uh, conservation of energies. You can't really create or destroy anything, just transfer.
[Anya scoffs]
Dawn Summers: I'm sorry. Are you helping?
Anya: No. But at least I'm not galloping off in the wrong direction.
Willow Rosenberg: Magic works off physics.
Anya: Not without a catalyst. If you're talking about transferring energies, you need some kind of conduit.

[Xander takes a figure out of the emergency kit]
Xander Harris: Puppets.
[laughs while making the figure dance]
Xander Harris: That's it. The First hates puppets. Now if we can just air-lift Kermit, Fozzie the Bear, and Miss Piggy into town, The First would be a-runnin'.
Willow Rosenberg: Those are Muppets.

Buffy Summers: I was hard on you guys today.
Willow Rosenberg: Oh, it's all right. You needed to be. Although, Twinkies and Kisses, also peachy motivational tools.