GILES: How did the, um... hunt go last night, Buffy?

BUFFY: No go.

GILES: Uh, 'no', 'no' you didn't go, or, or, or you were unsuccessful?

BUFFY: No Gorches.

XANDER: Apparently Buffy has decided the problem with the English language is all those pesky words. You... Angel... big... smoochies?

BUFFY: Shut... up.

GILES: I-it's true, Buffy, you and Willow do seem a little sluggish. Are you quite sure everything's alright?

WILLOW: Maybe something we ate.

XANDER: Or perhaps it's the burden of parenthood. Notice how seriously you two have taken this egg thing. While I, in turn, have, uh, well, chosen a more balanced approach. (starts tossing it around)

WILLOW: Xander, maybe you shouldn't...

XANDER: (interrupts) That's exactly what I'm talking about. (tosses) You can't stress over every little thing! (tosses) A child picks up on that. Which is a one-way ticket (tosses) to neurotic city. (drops the egg, it doesn't break)

WILLOW: It didn't break! How come it didn't break?

XANDER: Which is another secret to conscientious egg care: pot of scalding water and about eight minutes.

WILLOW: You boiled your young?

XANDER: Yeah! I know it sounds cruel, but sometimes you gotta be cruel to be kind! I mean, you can bet that little Xander here is thick skinned now.

GILES: Technically that would be cheating, yes?

XANDER: No! It's like a short cut. You know, when you run a race?

BUFFY: That would also be cheating.

WILLOW: You should be ashamed.

GILES: I suppose there is a sort of... Machiavellian ingenuity to your transgression.

XANDER: I resent that! Or possibly thank you.

written by: Marti Noxon; Transcribed by: AleXander Thompson. Full transcript at:
http://www.studiesinwords.de/24badeggs.html