Lyle: Turn around, baby, I have somethin' to show ya.

Girl: Wait a sec. This is my high score.

Lyle: Well, ain't you just got the prettiest little neck I ever did see.

BUFFY: Boy, you guys really never come up with any new lines, do you?

Girl: Do you mind? We were talking here.

BUFFY: But you promised you'd never cheat on me again, honey.

Girl: Um, I better go.

Lyle: But I ain't done yet. (sees that he's a vamp, runs) (to Buffy) Alright, sugar lips. Giddy-up! (fight) Well, you're a rough one, ain't cha! I like that! (more fighting) You must be that Slayer I've been hearin' so much about. Lyle Gorch. Pleased to meet cha!

BUFFY: Pleasure's mine!

Lyle: This ain't over! (runs)

BUFFY: Oh, sure. They *say* they'll call.

written by: Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
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