Buffy the Vampire Slayer

(Faith pulls out a knife.) Lester: Put that away! I'll scream! Faith: Who wouldn't?

Wesley: Buffy, they're very firm. We are talking about laws that have existed longer than civilization. Buffy: I'm talking about watching my lover die.

Buffy: Mom, graduation is a pointless ceremony where you sit around and listen to a bunch of boring speeches until someone hands you a little piece of paper that says you graduated, which you already know, and maroon does nothing for my complexion so don't argue, okay?

Faith: Well, look at you. All dressed up in big sister's clothes. Buffy: You told me I was just like you. That I was holding it in. Faith: Ready to cut loose? Buffy: Try me. Faith: Okay then. Give us a kiss.

Buffy: I'm just glad Faith is such a suck shot. Giles: We're sure it was her? Buffy: Well, I've narrowed down my list of one suspect.

Angel: Anything in there that connects him to the mayor? Buffy: I looked through it, but the only thing I understood were the commas.

The Mayor: "The several races of man will be as one in their terror and destruction." Oh, that's kind of sweet. Different races coming together. Buffy: You never get even a little tired of hearing yourself speak, do you? The Mayor: That's one spunky little girl you've raised. I'm gonna eat her. (Giles puts a sword in The Mayor's chest) The Mayor: Whoa! Now, that was a little thoughtless. (takes out the sword) Violent outbursts like that, in front of the children.

Buffy: If the mayor's trying to hide, I say we go seek. Wesley: Ah, by attempting to keep a valuable clue from us, the mayor may have inadvertently led us right to it. Buffy: What page are you on, Wes? 'Cause we already got there.

Xander: Guess who our commencement speaker is? Willow: Siegfried? Xander: No. Willow: Roy? Xander: No. Willow: One of the tigers? Xander: Come out of the fantasy, Will.

Harmony: I hope we don't lose touch. Willow: No, we'll hang out. Oh, I'm gonna miss her. Buffy: Don't you hate her? Willow: Yes, with a fiery vengeance. She picked on me for 10 years. The vacuous tramp. It's like a sickness, Buffy. I'm just missing everything. I miss P.E. Buffy: I think it's contagious. The whole senior class has turned into the 60's. Or what I would have imagined the 60's would have been like, you know, without the war and the hairy armpits.

Cordelia: Well, you've really mastered the power of positive giving up. Xander: I've been lucky too many times. My number's coming up. And I was short. One more rotation and I'm shipping stateside. You know what I mean? Cordelia: Seldom, if ever.

Xander: Come on guys, the suspense is killing Angel.

Anya: Men like sports... I'm sure of it. Xander: Yes, men like sports. Men watch the action movie. They eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's ALL you've learned?

Harmony: You know, I really wish we would've got to know each other better... I mean, you're so smart, I always wanted to be like that.

Buffy: I just love it when you take charge, you man you.

Willow: Ugh, this is so frustrating Oz: Nothing useful? Willow: No, it's great. If we wanna make ferns invisible or communicate with shrimp, I've got the goods right here. Oz: ... our lives are... different than other people's

Buffy: I don't need you crowding me. Angel: I didn't think I was. Buffy: No, of course you don't. You just show up at the prom and then you disappear into the ozone. For all I know, you left town. Angel: Are you mad at me for being around too much or not being around enough? Buffy: Duh! Yes!