XANDER: Are you okay?

WILLOW: How come you're here?

BUFFY: I couldn't stay at home. Mom won't even look at me.

WILLOW: What happened? Unless you don't want to talk about it.

BUFFY: We had a fight and I lost my temper. I really let him have it.

WILLOW: The paper said he fell.

BUFFY: He fell. Hard.

XANDER: What was he?

BUFFY: What?

XANDER: What was he? A-a demon? A giant bug? Some kind of dark god with the secrets of nouvelle cuisine? I mean, we are talking creature- feature here, right? (she doesn't say anything) Oh man!

WILLOW: But I'm sure it wasn't your fault. He started it.

BUFFY: Yeah. That defense only works in six-year-old court, Will.

XANDER: Court? Wa-wait. Are they charging you with something?

BUFFY: I-I don't know. Not yet. He was a person, and I killed him.

WILLOW: Don't say that!

BUFFY: Why not? Everyone else is. And it's the truth.

XANDER: It was an accident.

BUFFY: I'm the Slayer. I had no right to hit him like that.

XANDER: Look, Buffy, I don't know what happened exactly. But I do know you. And I know you would never hurt anyone intentionally. Well, you know, unless...

BUFFY: Unless they were dating my mother? I gotta go.

• Slayerhood

written by: David Greenwalt & Joss Whedon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/23ted.html