[ download ] 3.09 Mb // 1:13	ANDREW: Your face is priceless. JONATHAN: Yeah, real funny! WARREN: Serves you right for taking Z's on lookout again. JONATHAN: Well, what did you expect? Haven't had a decent night's since-- I mean, I'm going Jack Torrence in here, you know. Stuck in this basement for weeks. We rented the whole house, can't we at least sleep upstairs? ANDREW: We're on the lam. We have to lay low. Underground? JONATHAN: It's figurative, doofus! Did you even read Legion of Doom? WARREN: Okay, enough! Midgetor, get back to the monitors. The last thing we need is to be surprised by-- ANDREW: Holy Geez Louise. WARREN: The frickin' Slayer. JONATHAN: She's right there! WARREN: All right, don't panic. Andrew ... deploy your little friend.
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[ download ] 3.80 Mb // 1:30	WARREN: Dude, that poison has got her drooling like some kind of-- JONATHAN: Where have you guys been? WARREN: Uh... picking up some stuff. ANDREW: And checking out Buffy on the van's remote surveillance. WARREN: Andrew's demon pet has done some number on the Slayer. Got her tripping like a Ken Russell film festival. JONATHAN: Well, what kind of stuff? WARREN: What? JONATHAN: The packages. What's in them? WARREN: Well, what do you think, Spanky? You think we're plotting against you? JONATHAN: Better not be. WARREN: It's just stuff, big man. All right, you'll be in the know just as soon as you stop being all freakazoid. WARREN: Ah, now, there's the vault. ANDREW: I still say we're gonna need eight other guys to pull this off. WARREN: I never should have let you see that movie.