Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV Series)

The I in Team (2000)

Marc Blucas: Riley Finn

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• Buffy Summers : You're quite the regimental soldier.

  Riley Finn : I am how they trained me.

  Buffy Summers : They? Who they?

  Riley Finn : You know, the government. Plucked me out of Special-Op training for this.

  Buffy Summers : What did they tell you it was for?

  Riley Finn : Didn't. In the military, you learn to follow orders. Not ask questions.

  Buffy Summers : I don't understand. Aren't you curious about all the science and research stuff they're doing?

  Riley Finn : I know all I need to know. We're doing good here. Protecting the public. Removing the subterrestrial threat... It's work worth doing.

• Professor Maggie Walsh : This is your objective. Sub-T-67119. Demon class, Polgara species. Though visual confirmation has not yet been made, we're confident of the target's approximate position, as it leaves behind a distinct protein marker. Dr. Angleman will brief you on its defenses.

  Dr. Angelman : When threatened, bone skewers jut from the creature's forearms during battle. It's imperative when ensnaring it not to damage its arms. That's all you really need to know.

  Buffy Summers : Question.

  Professor Maggie Walsh : Buffy?

  Buffy Summers : Why exactly can't we damage this Polka thing's arms? I-I, um, not-not that I want to. It's just, in my experience, when fighting for your life, body parts get damaged and better its bits than mine. Or ours.

  Dr. Angelman : We wish to study the physiology of every subterrestrial's natural defenses. Part of the research we do here. Uh... Yes?

  Buffy Summers : What do they want?

  Dr. Angelman : Want?

  Buffy Summers : Why are they here? Sacrifices, treasure, or-or they just gettin' rampagy? I find it's easier to predict their responses if I know...

  Dr. Angelman : Uh, they're not sentient, just destructive, I believe.

  Professor Maggie Walsh : They do have keen eyesight, however. You might wanna be suited up for this.

  [Buffy glances at the green-clad commandos around her] 

  Buffy Summers : Oh, you mean the camo and stuff? I thought about it, but, on me, it's gonna look all Private Benjamin.

  [some of the commandos chuckle] 

  Buffy Summers : Don't worry. I've patrolled in this halter many times.

  [all the commandos laugh] 

  Professor Maggie Walsh : Why don't we give our attention to Dr. Angleman...

  [Buffy raises her hand] 

  Professor Maggie Walsh : ... and save all questions until the end?

  Dr. Angelman : Actually, I'm finished.

  Professor Maggie Walsh : Oh. Uh, well, Agent Finn, deploy the teams.

  Riley Finn : Okay, listen up. We'll be going in a four-squad setup. Team Leaders: Gates, Taggart, and Stavros. Alpha Team, you're with me.

  Professor Maggie Walsh : Report for TLs for assignments and weapon requisitions. Reminder: this is a zap-and-trap, people. Capture, not a kill. Any questions?

  [sees a raised hand] 

  Professor Maggie Walsh : Buffy.

• Professor Maggie Walsh : Your visitor's pass. And I've assembled some reading material to bring you up to speed.

  Buffy Summers : Oh. And I thought I was never gonna get homework from you again.

  Professor Maggie Walsh : You can't take that home. That's classified material. Highly sensitive. When you're through reading those pages, you'll have to eat them.

  Riley Finn : She's joking.

  Professor Maggie Walsh : Don't worry. Doesn't happen very often. Shall we...? Much of our hands-on research with the HSTs is performed here. We call this "The Pit."

  Buffy Summers : And what do you call those?

  [Buffy sees a pair of green squid-faced demons lying on two tables, while scrub-clad techs work on them] 

  Riley Finn : Tough. It took eight of us to bring those two down.

  Professor Maggie Walsh : They'll be under our control soon enough. Doctor Angleman! Head of our science team. He's a leader in the field of xenomorphic behavior modification.

  Buffy Summers : Behavior modification?

  Professor Maggie Walsh : We've made significant advances in reconditioning the sub-terrestrials, bringing them to a point where they no longer pose a threat.

  Buffy Summers : So I've seen.

  [Walsh and Riley look at her] 

  Buffy Summers : On the Discovery Channel. With gorillas and sharks. They-They made them all nice. You haven't seen it?

• [Professor Walsh running a testing mission at night] 

  Professor Maggie Walsh : Lights...! Took the patrol team 42 minutes to track you. And you neutralized them in 28 seconds.

  Buffy Summers : I was just lucky.

  Professor Maggie Walsh : I see. Well, still. Very impressive.

  [leaves] 

  Buffy Summers : [to Riley]  I was just being modest with the whole lucky thing. You got that, right?

  Riley Finn : I got it.

  Graham Miller : Awesome, Buffy.

  Forrest Gates : Pfft!

  Riley Finn : See? You're a hit. Everybody loves you.

• Riley Finn : Talk to me, Forrest.

  Forrest Gates : Signal's somewhere in this neighborhood. Estimate within a two-block radius.

  [in his apartment, Giles is digging into Spike's wound with the tweezers while Anya holds the flashlight for him] 

  Willow Rosenberg : It feels and looks like the ionizing spell is wearing off.

  Xander Harris : Giles?

  Rupert Giles : Uh, I've got it. I've got it!

  [holds up the tweezers with a two-inch dart with a blinking red light] 

  Rupert Giles : [cut to Beta Team getting closer] 

  Riley Finn : Okay, we wanna keep the hostile contained. So no one is to make a move without my...

  Forrest Gates : Wait. Signal's cleared up.

  [points] 

  Forrest Gates : There.

  Riley Finn : Let's go!

  Rupert Giles : Um, go!

  [Giles give tweezers to Xander who races down the hall] 

  Riley Finn : [cut back to Beta Team]  What?

  Forrest Gates : It's on the move.

  Riley Finn : Heading?

  Forrest Gates : Straight at us, forty meters and closing. Moving fast.

  Graham Miller : In broad daylight?

  Riley Finn : Look alive, people. Weapons at the ready.

  Forrest Gates : Twenty-five meters... twenty... fifteen.

  Riley Finn : Where?

  Forrest Gates : To the left. Ten meters... five!

  Riley Finn : Anyone?

  Graham Miller : I got nothing.

  Forrest Gates : This doesn't make sense. It went right past us.