checkpoint

“See I’ve had a lot of people talking at me, last few days. People just lining up to tell me how unimportant I am. And I finally figured out why. Power. I have it. They don’t. This bothers them. Glory came to my house today–Just to talk. Tell me I’m a bug, I’m a flea, she could squash me in a second… Only she didn’t squash me. She came to my house and she talked. We had what in her warped brain probably passes for a civilized conversation. Why? Because she needs something from me. Because I have power over her. You didn’t come all the way from England to determine whether I’m good enough to be “let back in.” You came to beg me to let you back in. To give your jobs, your lives, some semblance of meaning again.”

–buffy, checkpoint

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