(There's a knock at the door. Buffy opens it and we see Willow standing with a huge pile of books.)

BUFFY: Hey.

WILLOW: Hey.

BUFFY: Peas?

WILLOW: Peas.

BUFFY: These are frozen.

GILES: What's all that?

WILLOW: Atrocities. I got the full poop on the chumash indians and our fabulous buried mission.

BUFFY: You said you were going to get fresh ones.

WILLOW: Atrocities?

BUFFY: Peas. They come in little pods. You were going to shell them.

WILLOW: I didn't have time. I was busy reading about the chumash war.

GILES: The chumash were peaceful.

WILLOW: Oh, they were peaceful, all right. They were fluffy indigenous kittens, till we came along.

BUFFY: They're gonna be mushy.

WILLOW: They won't be mushy.

GILES: I like mushy peas.

BUFFY: You're the reason we had to have pilgrims in the first place. So what happened to the chumash?

WILLOW: How about imprisonment, forced labor, herded like animals into a mission full of bad european diseases.

BUFFY: Boy. Cultural partnership center really didn't stress any of that stuff.

WILLOW: Not even a diorama. And it gets better. The few chumash who tried to rebel were hanged. And when a group was accused of stealing cattle, they were killed-- Men, women, and children. And for proof to bring back to their accusers...

GILES: They cut off their ears?

BUFFY: So Hus wasn't kidding about the rightful vengeance routine.

GILES: He's recreating all the wrongs done to his people. And it's up to us to stop him.

BUFFY: Yes, but after dinner, right?

WILLOW: Are you sure we shouldn't be helping him?

GILES: No, I think perhaps we won't help the angry spirit with his rape and pillage and murder.

WILLOW: Well, ok, no, but we should be helping him redress his wrongs. Bring the atrocities to light.

GILES: If the history books are full of them, I'd say they already are.

WILLOW: Giving his land back.

GILES: It's not exactly ours to give.

WILLOW: I don't think you wanna help. I think you just wanna slay the demon, then go-- La la la

GILES: And I think your sympathy for his plight has blinded you to certain urgent facts. We have to stop this thing.

WILLOW: Ok, unfeeling guy.

GILES: Willow, that's not fair.

(Buffy, perterbed by the conflict, retreats to the kitchen)

BUFFY: I have to baste.

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