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Joyce: ...those eyes! Those eyes! They look like gasoline puddles!
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Joyce: Dawn... she's not mine, is she?
Buffy: No.
Joyce: She does belong to us, though.
Buffy: Yes, she does.
Joyce: And she's important. To the world. Precious. As precious as you are to me... Then we have to take care of her. Buffy, promise me. If anything happens, if I don't come through this...
Buffy: Mom...
Joyce: No, listen to me. No matter what she is, she still feels like my daughter. I have to know that you'll take care of her, that you'll keep her safe. That you'll love her like I love you.
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Willow: You know what's weird?
Tara: Japanese commercials are weird.
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Willow: Oh, I feel just like Santa Claus... except thinner, and younger, and female. And, well... Jewish.
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Riley: Oh, that might be toxic, don't touch it.
Xander: Oh yeah, touching it was my first impulse. Luckily, I've moved on to my second, which involves dry-heaving and running like hell.
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Willow: Something evil crashed to earth in this and then broke out and ... slithered away to do badness.
Giles: In all fairness, we don't really know about the slithered part.
Anya: Oh, no. I'm sure it frisked about like a fluffy lamb.
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Riley: Oh, yeah. I'm sorry about last time. Heard I missed out on some fun.
Xander: Oh, yeah, fun was had. Also frolic, merriment, and near-death hijinks.
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Dreg: Sir forgive me. I just want to understand. Why summon the Queller?
Ben: Why do you think? Because I'm cleaning up Glory's mess. Just like I've done my whole damn life.
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Xander: Look at how teeny Mercury is compared to, like, Saturn. Whereas in contrast, the cars of the same name...
Giles Xander, please, we have work to do
Xander: I still don't see why we have to come here to get info on a killer snot monster
Giles: Because it's a killer snot monster from outer space. I did not say that.