ANDREW: I liked the real bandages better. These bedsheets are awfully festive.

ANYA: Yeah, they?re going to look like mortally wounded Easter baskets.

POTENTIAL: What?

(Anya pats the girl?s arm dismissively and takes a swig from a bottle.)

ANDREW: Hey! We?re supposed to use that to sterilize wounds. Mr. Giles said.

ANYA: Come on, what does it really matter?

(She hands the bottle to him.)

ANDREW: Good point.

ANYA: Giles knows his single-malt antiseptics.

ANDREW: Everything?s horrible.

ANYA: Yep. Many of these girls will die. Slaughterhouse is what it is.

POTENTIAL: What?

ANYA: Oh? trying to talk will just kill you sooner.

ANDREW: We need supplies and not just bandages and junk. These girls need stitches and painkillers.

ANYA: Yeah, well, I could use a cookie but I?m not making reckless wishes.

ANDREW: No, no, we can do it. The hospital? it?s gotta be all abandoned like the grocery store. Supplies just lying around for the taking. (stands) I?m going in.

ANYA: You are?

ANDREW: And you?re coming with me.

ANYA: (smiling) I am?

ANDREW: I think you should drive ?cause that scotch made me a little dizzy.

ANYA: Okay. I?ll get Kennedy to watch the girls. She?s tough. Imminent death won?t bother her.

POTENTIAL: What?

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written by: Douglas Petrie and Jane Espenson; original transcript by Buffy vs Angel. Edited by me.. Full transcript at:
http://ww3.buffy-vs-angel.com/buffy_tran_143.shtml