*The rose soars around the room and lands on the floor, petalless*.
Willow: What the heck was that?
Tara: I don't know, but, um, the petals are off.
This Years Girl
Willow: What?
Tara: You said recon. You're like, cool monster-fighter.
Willow: Well... technically Faith isn't a monster. And as far as fighting, I'll be lucky to bruise her with my face.
Tara: Oh.
Willow: What?
Tara:I'm not so good with the whole (making movements with her arms)
Willow: Swimming?
Tara: Violence.
Tara: So we recon til nightfall?
Willow: Then the ritual hiding begins.
Who Are You?
Tara: I am, you know.
Willow: What?
Tara: Yours.
New Moon Rising
Tara: Good, so you're not allergic (to cats) ot anything.
Willow: Nope.
Tara: Good, cause... I want my room to be Willow-friendly.
Willow: I don't know. I just-life was starting to get some good again, and you're a big part of that. And here comes the thing I wanted most of all, and... I don't know what to do. I wanna know, but I don't.
Tara: Do what makes you... h-happy.
Willow: No candles? Well, I brought one. It's extra flammey. Tara, I have to tell you...
Tara: No, I understand. You have to be with the person you l-love.
Willow: I am.
Tara: You mean...?
Willow: I mean. OK?
Tara: Oh yes.
Willow: I feel horrible about everything I put you through. And I'm gonna make it up to you. Starting right now.
Tara: Right now?
*Willow nods and Tara blows out the candle*.
Out Of My Mind
Tara: Mmmmm...
Willow: What do you see?
Tara: Willow hands.
Family
Willow: I don't need to be snuggled.
Tara: Vixen.
Tara: Even when I'm at my worst, you always make me feel special. How you do that?
Willow: Magic.
Checkpoint
Watcher: I need to know a little bit more about the Slayer, and about the two of you, your relationship, whatever you can tell me.
Tara: Our relationship?
Willow: We're friends.
Tara: Good friends.
Willow: Girlfriends actually.
Tara: Yes, we're girlfriends.
Willow: We're in love. We're lovers. We're lesbian, gay-type lovers.
Watcher: I meant your relationship with the Slayer.
Tara: Um... just good friends.
Intervention
Tara: Everyone? Before we jump all over her. People do strange things when someone they love dies. When I lost my mom, I did some pretty dumb stuff, like lying to my family and staying out all night.
Anya: Buffy's boinking Spike.
Willow: Oh... Well, Tara's right. Grief can be powerful and we shouldn't judge...
Tara: What are you kidding? She's nuts!
Tough Love
Willow: I'd be totally blowing off class if I were in Dawny's shoes.
Tara: Sweetie, you wouldn't blow off class if your head was on fire.
Tara: The place is cracking! It's cracking! No, oh, no!
Dawn: No, Tara, it's OK.
Tara: Look at that (Dawn), look at that! Oh the light! So pure. Such pure green energy! It's so beautiful...
Willow: But sometimes she's fine. She looks at me and she's fine.
Buffy: I'm sorry I couldn't...
Willow: That's OK. I can do this. I'm gonna take care of her, even if she never... she's my girl.
Buffy: I understand.
Willow: I know you do. (To Tara) Hear that, baby?
Spiral
Willow: Come on Tara! You have to eat something"
Anya: Want me to try?
Willow: I don't know. I'm getting used to picking fruit out of my hair.
The Gift
Tara: Willow, I got so lost.
Willow: I found you. I will always find you.
Bargaining, Parts 1 & 2
Tara: You okay?
Willow: Besides terror about today and a general feeling of impending doom, swell.
Tara: Breakfast will make things all better.
Willow: Ooh, pancakes could go in bellies.
Willow: Wine of the Mother. Kind of... black market stuff.
Tara: Black market, you-you didn't tell me that. You shouldn't have gone alone, it could have been dangerous.
Willow: Sorry, I didn't... I was careful.
Tara: It wasn't your fault. We, we don't know if the spell would have worked, even if those demons hadn't...
Willow: It would have worked.
Tara: Well... Maybe...
Willow: What?
Tara: Maybe it wasn't supposed to. I mean, those demons showing up at the exact wrong time? Maybe we really were in over our heads. Invoking forces that we have no right to. Maybe the fates sent doen that destruction on us to stop us. I mean...
Willow: You mean, maybe it was my fault.
Tara: No. No.
After Life
Tara: Are you worried?
Willow: Worried? Tara, it worked fine. (*Not convinced*) It's all good.
Tara: Hey Will, this is me. It doesn't all have to be 'good' and 'fine'. This is the room where you don't have to be brave. I still love you. If you're worried, you can be worried.
Willow: Its just kinda noisy up here (*points to head*) tonight.
Tara: Yeah.
*Tara snuggles up against Willow and gives her a hug*.
Tara: It this better?
Willow: Yeah, I think it makes things quieter in here.
All The Way
Willow: You're always coming down on me for, for doing magick that wouldn't harm a fly. What's your problem?
Tara: Willow. I j-just wish that you would stop and think what you're...
*They are interupted by Dawn*.
Dawn: Sorry, just checking on the chips.
Willow: It's okay, we're done.
*Willow gets up and walks out*.
Willow: You two (Giles and Tara) have been talking about me behind my back.
Tara: No! God.
Willow: You know how that makes me feel?!
Tara: Willow, you are using too much magick. What do you want me to do, sit back and keep my mouth shut?
Willow: Well that'd be a good start.
Tara: (Shocked) If I didn''t love you so damn much I would!
Willow: I'm sorry, okay?
Tara: Its not that easy.
Willow: Well, what do you want me to do? Reverse time and take it back? 'Cause I could probably...
*Tara gives her a look*
Willow: Joke. I don't think I could really...
Tara: You know what, could we not do this now? I'm tired.
Willow: Okay, let's just forget it ever happened.
*Willow casts a spell*
Willow: Forget.
*Willow gets into bed*.
Tara: (Giggling) Your feet are cold.
Willow: Better warm me up.
Tara: Mmm. This is how every day should end and start. And all the stuff in the middle.
Willow: So, um... you're not mad?
Tara: 'Bout what?
*Willow smiles to herself*.
Once More, With Feeling
Willow: Those guys are checking you out.
Tara: What? W-what are they looking at?
Willow: The hotness that is you, doofus.
Tara: Those boys really thought I was hot?
Willow: Entirely.
Tara: Oh my god. I'm cured! I want the boys!
*She starts to go after the guys, but Willow pulls her back*.
WIllow: Do I have to fight to keep you. 'Cause I'm not large with the butch.
Tara: I'm just not used to that. They - they were really looking at me?
Willow: And you can't imagine whatthey see in you?
Tara: I knowexactly what they see in me. You.
The whole of Under Your Spell, which can be found here.
Tabula Rasa
Willow: I know a spell that will make her (Buffy) forget she was ever in heaven.
Tara: God, what is wrong with you?!
Tara: I don't think this is gonna work.
Willow: Hey, it is, it's working. Tara, please. I need you, baby. I need you. I don't need magick, I don't, I... let me prove it to you, okay? I, I will go a month without doing any magick, I won't do a single spell I swear.
Tara: Go a week. One week without magick.
Willow: Fine, fine, that's easy!
Tara: Go a week, and then we'll see. I don't know, I just... think we both need some... I don't know, space. Oh I can't believe I'm saying this.
Willow: Are you saying you're gonna leave me?
Smashed
Willow: (To rat-Amy) What's the matter Amy, you lonely? Oh we need to get you a nice companion rat, that you can love... play with... and grow attached to, until one day they leave you for no good reason.
Dawn: Do you think you'll (Tara and Willow) ever get back together?
Tara: I wish I knew.
Dawn: But you still love her.
Tara: Very much. I just... sometimes... other things get in the way.
Dawn: I know. Um, she's been doing a lot better lately though. Um, she's been really good about being careful... about stuff.
Tara: Well, good. Great, that's...that's great.
Wrecked
Buffy: Will, there's nothing wrong with you. You don't need magick to be special.
Willow: Don't I? I mean, Buffy, who was I?Just... some girl. Tara didn't even know that girl.
Buffy: You are more than some girl. And Tara wants you to stop. She loves you.
Willow: We don't know that.
Buffy: I know that. I promise you.
Gone
Buffy: Pretty neat you finding the van. So... how did you manage to find it... locate it I mean.
Willow: The hard way. The spell-free way. The oh-my-god-my-head's-gonna-fall-off, my-feet-are-killing-me way.
Entropy
Tara: There's so much to work through. Trust has to build again... on both sides. You have to learn if you're even the same people you were, if you can fit into each other's lives. It's a long and important process and can we just skip it? Can you just be kissing me now?
Seeing Red
Willow: Mmm clothes...
Tara: Don't get too used to them...
Villains
Buffy: Willow, what did you do?
Willow: One down.
Grave
Willow: Uh-oh, Daddy's home, I'm in wicked trouble now.
Giles: You have no idea.
