Dawn: She was here, Willow. I saw her. She was here, and she spoke to me.
Willow: Oh, sweetie.
Dawn: No, she was right here, and—and then she wasn't. She—
Willow: It wasn't her.
Cassie: I stand by my opinion. The world would be a better place if you took a razorblade to your wrist—
Willow: Stop.
Cassie: I can see it now. Candlelight, the Indigo Girls playing, picture of your dead girlfriend on your bloody lap.
Willow: Stop it!
Cassie: Oh, baby, you left such a big hole. It hurt so bad ... You don't know hurt. This last year's gonna seem like cake after what I put you and your friends through, and I am not a fan of easy death. Fact is, the whole good-versus-evil, balancing the scales thing—I'm over it. I'm done with the mortal coil. But believe me, I'm going for a big finish.
3x14 Long-Distance Call
- too many commercials
- I like that Sam's back in the hoodies
- Poor Dean, so desperate
- oh, boys
