Ca meumeuh!

j'aime beaucoup ce passage entre Willow et Anya, aprés la mort de Joyce. Au début, Anya nous tape sur les nerfs avec ses questions déplacées, et puis la tirade qu'elle prononce, en larmes, sur la mort est des plus touchantes. Simple, comme les mots d'un enfant, mais touchante!

"Are they gonna cut the body open?
-oh my god!would you just stop talking? just shut your mouth!please!
-what am i doing?
-how can you act like that?
-am i supposed to be changing my clothes a lot? is that the helpful thing to do?
-you behave....
-nobody tell me!
-because, it's not ok to ask these things!
-but i don't understand!! i don't understand how this all happens, how we go through this! I mean, i know her, and then she's....there's just a body! I don't understand why she just can't back in it and not be dead any more! It's stupid, it's mortal and stupid! And Xander's crying and not talking, and i was having fruit punch and i thought: "Well, Joyce will neverhave any more fruit punch ever, or yawm, or bush her hair, not ever! And no one will explain to me only!
-we don't know, how it works or why?!