Gage: This me-and-my-shadow act? It's getting old. What do you want from me?

BUFFY: Well, um... It's a little embarrassing. You see, I'm a swim groupie.

Gage: (unconvinced) Aha.

BUFFY: Oh, yeah. You know, there's just something about the smell of chlorine on a guy. Oh, baby.

Gage: (disbelieving) Hmm.

BUFFY: Uh, okay, okay, okay. Obviously, my sex appeal is on the fritz today, so I'll just give it to you straight. There's something lurking out there, and it's making fillets of the populace, and I think you might be next.

Gage: Uh-huh. And you think that because?

BUFFY: Well, it's already attacked. It's already killed some people.

Gage: You're one twisted sister, you know that? Cam told me about your games. Go find someone else to harass.

written by: David Fury & Elin Hampton; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
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