Buffy trips down the stairs. "Where's it at? I'm gonna find it sooner or later," she boasts. Caleb counters, "No you're not. I lay one hand on you and you're just a dead little girl." So, wait. There's this weapon, see? That only a Slayer can wield, and that, I'm assuming, will be detrimental to The First and its lapdog. They want very, very badly for Buffy not to get her perfectly manicured little paws on it. Caleb has met Buffy in combat no less than two times. Both of those times, he had the upper hand. And he didn't kill her? And he invited her to its location? DAMMIT. Is it too much to ask that Evil not be so FUCKING STUPID all the time? Buffy taunts, "Lay a hand on me. If you can." Therein follows the scene in which Buffy Remembers That Dodging Is A Strategy Too. Too bad she couldn't remember that in time to, I dunno, save some lives. She flits around the cellar, knocking wine barrels into Caleb. First Buffy chides her vessel.

Sewers. Faith leads a pack of flashlight-toting girls. They cautiously approach a room in which a whole store of axes and swords is stockpiled. "I don't get it," says Miss Minnesota. I was just thinking about Miss Minnesota the other day! I was wondering if she had died, and for the life of me I couldn't remember at all. That's compelling television for you. "Why'd they abandon all this stuff?" Bringers drop in from above. "Maybe cuz they didn't," dryly observes Faith. They fight. And fight. I have to admit, I've never seen a fight scene quite like this: a large amount of hand-to-hand, all in the dark, with only jerking flashlights as illumination. I think I like it.

Buffy and Caleb. Fight some more. See Buffy run fast. See her run on walls. See her dodge. Dodge, Buffy, dodge.

Faith and the girls fight Bringers. Dark. Fight. Fight. Dark. Shooting fight scenes in the dark sure saves on having to make them seem remotely realistic.

"You whore!" screams Caleb. Buffy stops in her tracks. She calls him a "woman-hating jerk." Ooh. Face. Not. The closed-captioning said "prick." Guess UPN's non-existent Standards and Practices department didn't care for that word. In his rage, Caleb pushes aside a wine barrel that was blocking Buffy's view of a trapdoor. Buffy slithers down into the trapdoor, which closes after her, a wine barrel coming to rest right on top of it.