Michelle Trachtenberg crédité pour le rôle de...
Dawn Summers
- Dawn Summers: Um, guys, hello. Puberty. Sort of figured out the whole no-Santa thing.
- Anya: That's a myth.
- Dawn Summers: Yeah.
- Anya: No, I mean, it-it's a myth *that* it's a myth. There is a Santa Claus.
- Xander Harris: The advantage of having a thousand-year-old girlfriend. Inside scoop.
- Tara Maclay: There's a Santa Claus?
- Anya: Mm-hmm. Been around since, like, the 1500s. But he wasn't always called Santa. But with, you know, Christmas night, flying reindeer, coming down the chimney, all true.
- Dawn Summers: *All* true?
- Anya: Well, he doesn't traditionally bring presents so much as, you know, disembowel children. But otherwise...
- Tara Maclay: The reindeer part was nice.
- Dawn Summers: You know, my big sister could really beat the crap out of her. I mean, *really* really.
- Joyce Summers: I think we're just about ready for pie.
- Xander Harris: Then I'll be pretty much ready for barf.
- Buffy Summers: Xander!
- Dawn Summers: Gross.
- Xander Harris: o, no, barf from the eating, 'cause all was good, and too much goodness...
- Joyce Summers: I'm taking it as a compliment.
- [last lines]
- Dawn Summers: Is she cold?
- Buffy Summers: It's not her... It's not her... She's gone.
- Dawn Summers: Where'd she go?