Angel“Umm... am I gonna see you this weekend? You probably have plans.”
Angel“I saw you before you became The Slayer.”
Buffy“Before I was The Slayer, I was... well I don't want to say shallow, but... let's say a certain person who will remain nameless, we'll just call her Spordelia, looked like a classical philosopher next to me.”
Buffy“Bite me.”
Buffy“I'm way off my game. My game's left the country. It's in Cuernavaca.”
Buffy“Look, I know you guys think that it's just a big dumb girly thing, but it's not. A lot of those skaters are Olympic medal winners, and every year my dad buys me cotton candy and one of those souvenir programs that has all the pictures and... okay, it's a big dumb girly thing, but I love it.”
Buffy“Hummers. Big turn off. I like guys that can remember the lyrics.”
Buffy“You know, nothing's really gonna change. The important thing is that I kept up my birthday tradition of gut-wrenching, misery, and horror.”
Buffy“Angel, if I'm not The Slayer, what do I do? What do I have to offer? Why would you like me?”
Buffy“Sorry.”
Buffy“I can use a little fun.”
Buffy“Okay, I just got swatted down by some no-neck and rescued by Cordelia. What the hell is happening?”
Buffy“Giles, something's wrong.”
Buffy“Thank you, it's beautiful.”
Buffy“Gotcha!”
Buffy“Or what if I become pathetic? Hanging out at the old Slayer's home, talking people's ears off about my glory days, showing them Mr. Pointy, the stake I had bronzed.”
Buffy“You know, it's not just cartoon characters. They do pieces from operas and ballets. Brian Boitano doing Carmen is a life changer. Well, he doesn't actually play Carmen. But a lot of sophisticated people go.”
Buffy“I'm gone.”
Buffy“Promise me?”
Buffy“Boy, that was really funny looking. Could you do it again?”
Willow“Good, she loves her new exercise wheel. She runs around and her nose wiggles.”
Cordelia“And the big deal is?”
Giles“Goodnight.”
Giles“Perhaps you shouldn't... do that anymore.”
Giles“Interestingly, I don't give a rat's ass about the council's orders.”
Giles“Yes, we should...”
Giles“Faith is not interested in proper training so I must rely upon you to keep up with yours.”
Giles“This one?”
Giles“It's an organic compound of muscle relaxants adrenal suppressors. The effect is temporary. You'll be yourself in a few days.”
Oz“Ice is cool. It's water, but it's not.”
Q
Quentin“Congratulations, you passed. You exhibited extraordinary courage and clear-headedness in battle. The council is very pleased.”
Willow“Well, it's just... I mean, he's been fired. He's unemployed. He's... between jobs.”
Willow“Aha! A curse on Slayers. Oh no, wait. It's lawyers.”
Willow“Okay, but I'm writing an angry letter.”
Willow“I went to Snoopy On Ice when I was little. My dad took me backstage and I got so scared I threw up on Woodstock.”
Xander“Give you a hand with that little lady?”
Xander“Maybe we're on the wrong track with the whole spell, curse, and whammy thing. Maybe what we should be looking for is something like um... Slayer kryptonite.”
Z
Zachary“My own mother was a person with no self respect of her own. So, she tried to take mine. Ten years old, she had the scissors. You wouldn't believe what she did with those. But she's dead to me now, mostly because I killed and ate her?”
Z
Zachary“Ah, you're up. I was afraid that I drained you too much. I do that sometimes.”
Z
Zachary“You know, I wish I could, but my mind's just not what it used to be.”
Z
Zachary“I'll have your daughter. I won't kill her. I'll just make her like me... different. She'll go to sleep and when she wakes up, your face will be the first thing she eats. I have a problem with mothers, I'm afraid of that.”
Z
Zachary“You... you don't seem to understand your place in all this. Do you have any idea... oh my.”